Stardate: 71023.2000
Title: I Have an Idea
Author: Commander Salvek
Scene: Yensul V
Time: Concurrent with Judgment Day posts
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Salvek watched as the Yensuli craft left its position and climbed back towards the sky and out of site. Up until now he had been prepared for the worst, an armed conflict with the Yensuli.
He could only assume that Captain Zanh had somehow convinced the Yensuli to withdraw.
No doubt, he surmised, she did this by making it clear to the Yensuli that whatever happened to the Alchemy away team would be returned to the Yensuli threefold. Or perhaps she had been able to broker an agreement with them through simple diplomacy at the bargaining table.
Salvek calculated the odds of this outcome at 7050:1.
He waved down Maak, and told him to spread the word for everyone to gather whatever they intended to take with them and assemble for transport.
Nearby the shuttlecraft with Blane hovered adjacent to the cave where Reece and Grace were trapped. Salvek was sure that Blane would be able to retrieve them shortly. Tybelle Maffe made her way to his side, as Salvek holstered his phaser, and took out a tricorder.
"Did they leave?"
"Yes, it is over. Our ship will be sending help to take you and the others off this planet shortly."
"Thank you Commander Salvek, there is nothing left for me here." Maffe said, as her wary eyes took in the vast expanses of snow and ice, that were all she had ever known.
"Perhaps, may I show you something?" Salvek extended the tricorder towards her, and she leaned over to read the display. "This is the molecular signature of a substance called monocrystal cortenum. I am able to get clear readings since the field around this planet has been dropped. Suffice it to say, the substance is extremely rare and valuable, and highly sought after by the Federation."
"You are welcome to it." Maffe said.
"A generous offer, but, I have an idea I would like you to entertain."
"Go ahead, Commander."
"As leader of Yensul V, you are perfectly within your right to apply for membership to the Federation. You and all the others would be under the protection of the Federation, and you would be able to negotiate mining rights on this planet. The Federation, Klingons, Ferengi.... and many other species would all like the opportunity to mine your world, and as a Federation member we would be obliged to oversee the operation for you. In effect, you, and all the other females on this planet, would be rich. In addition," Salvek coughed uneasily. "There would likely be many... many... many males who come to work in the mines. Many."
"But the cold..."
"The Federation would likely terraform your world to help accommodate the mining operations. A simple release of greenhouse gases would increase the temperature of the planet to a temperate level in a matter of months. I would like to set up a meeting with the Captain on this as soon as possible."
Maffe stepped away from him, again looking over the vast expanses before her. She crossed her arms over her chest and sighed.
"Your world." The words swirled around her head.
This morning she was a refugee, suddenly she was the leader of an entire world. "I will speak with your Captain. But for now, let me sleep in warmth aboard your ship. Let me feel that first of all, before I even begin to try and process all this. But, Commander, I have no desire to be a galactic band of beggars, moving from planet to planet looking for a handout. If your Federation can bring warmth to this planet, and the mining is as lucrative as you say, it is definitely worth consideration."
Salvek tapped his badge, opening a channel to the ship.
"Captain, when will we be able to begin beaming up the inhabitants of the planet? There are small children here and we are running out of time."
[We have to adjust the transporters to compensate for the atmospheric anomalies surrounding the planet, Salvek. It should take.]
[We should have it done in a matter of minutes, Captain, if we work together.] Salvek heard Corbinsky answer.
[Stand by, Salvek. Assemble everyone and we'll begin as soon as we can. Anything else?]
"Yes, Captain. The leader of these people, Andara Maffe, is a courageous and capable person. You should speak with her at your earliest opportunity." As he spoke, Maffe nodded slowly
[I look forward to it. We'll also begin beaming down repair teams to work on the Alchemy.]
"I'd like to oversee the repairs."
[We'll discuss that after you're home. Zanh out.]
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Commander Salvek
Acting First Officer
USS Independence NCC-90791
Post 519: I Have An Idea
Posts 201-565
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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
- For the Crew. . .
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