Stardate: 71124.2100
Title: Full Circle
Author: Zanh Liis and Commander Salvek
Scene: USS Independence
Time: Three Days after "Showtime"
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Acting First Officer's Log, Stardate 71124.20
The shuttle landing party has returned to us from their trip to the planet Ikiia, with little resulting from their efforts.
It was discovered that the Trikz weapons manufacturing facility was abandoned some time ago, and if Biggs' father and sister had ever been there, they were no longer on the planet.
We found the ship called Blizzard in a Ferengi impound yard upon arrival to Ferengi space, the vessel having been abandoned by Vely and the rest of his crew as soon as they reached their destination.
Whether or not Biggs' family is still alive, or if the whole plot was a ruse to get Vely aboard the Independence in order to kidnap Zanh Liis, is still unknown.
Lt. Biggs has chosen to resign his commission aboard this ship in order to go with the Blizzard's crew and continue the search for his missing family members, as Starfleet has refused to allow any further involvement on the part of this ship or its crew.
As for the Independence herself, two days ago we were ordered by Starfleet to hold off on attempting a rescue mission to retrieve Zanh Liis --whom we have reason to believe was and still may be on Ferenginar-- until we rendezvous with the USS Odin, which is about to deliver a very important passenger to us.
End log.
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A few moments later, Salvek stood at the foot of the transporter pad and waited for the word to be given.
"Energize," he commanded, when signaled that the person he awaited was ready to beam aboard.
-- Meanwhile, on the bridge--
All officers had been alerted to the imminent arrival, and were told to stand at attention at their stations.
February Grace bit her lip, and looked at the floor as she waited for the turbolift doors to open.
*It'll be all right, Bru.* Reece thought to her, and she nodded just slightly, so he would know she'd heard him.
A moment later, the lift arrived, doors whooshed apart, and a familiar sound echoed through the room.
Click, step.
Click, step.
"Commanding Officer on the bridge," Salvek announced.
TC Blane stepped forward, extending his hand as RJ Gilmore stepped up toward the chair at the center of the room and took in his surroundings. "She looks no worse for wear."
"Welcome home, Sir." TC remarked, and he felt Gilmore grasp and shake his hand firmly.
"So, it's Lt. Commander Blane now?" Gilmore observed, counting the pips on TC's collar.
"Yes, Captain."
"Very well." Gilmore looked at the center seat a moment before sitting down. "Senior staff meeting, observation lounge, five minutes," he instructed, and he turned his attention now to a report with the latest data available on the ship's current status.
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Gilmore looked around him and saw faces that were familiar, even if not all well known to him.
Salvek. Blane. N'Dura, Reece. Lair. McKenna. Jariel. Grace.
"So, Zanh Liis has finally gotten herself into real trouble this time, has she?" Gilmore clucked his tongue. "Can't leave that woman alone for a moment."
"As near as we can figure, Sir, it was a set up." Blane remarked, sitting forward in his chair. "And now,"
"And now, Starfleet does not want the Independence anywhere near this debacle." Gilmore concluded.
"Captain Gilmore," Salvek felt his hands forming into fists beneath the table, as he tried to steady himself and maintain the appearance of unruffled logic. "We were prepared to take the Alchemy and go after her,"
"And that is exactly what you shall do. Commander Salvek, as of this moment, I am officially retaking command of this ship. You may assemble a team of volunteers to take along with you and go after Zanh Liis. But if you do," Gilmore pointed a finger at each officer sternly, "you will be on your own. Starfleet is prepared to offer no additional assistance, beyond providing you with that ship."
Looks were exchanged between the officers surrounding the table.
February didn't even have to wait to hear Reece volunteer out loud. She knew already that his mind was made up, and she would follow him anywhere. They'd be going on the Alchemy- no doubt.
"Mr. Blane, I would ask that regardless your personal feelings on the matter, that you remain here, and continue as Chief of Operations until we are certain how this is going to turn out. N'Dura, I make the same request of you." Gilmore continued.
Salvek and Kellyn locked eyes across the table. Lair knew that they'd be going, and this time, they wouldn't be leaving Arie behind. She would go with them.
"Those of you who wish to go on the Alchemy, please make it known."
Salvek and Jariel both stood at the same time, followed by Lair, Reece, and finally, February Grace.
"Very good. McKenna, Blane and N'Dura will stay behind." Gilmore made a note on the PADD in his hands. "Mr. Salvek, you may recruit whomever you wish to take with you from security as well to help your efforts. When will the Alchemy be ready?"
"She's ready now, Sir."
"Then you may depart at your earliest convenience. I wish you Godspeed, and hope that you will all return to us safely, soon. You are dismissed."
Outside the conference room, Salvek's forming crew circled around him in a huddle.
"We will depart as soon as possible, gather up whatever personal belongings you cannot live without and be aboard the Alchemy within the hour," he commanded. "We leave as soon as everyone is aboard."
"Then what?" Kellyn asked nervously.
"Then," Salvek stood tall, his jaw set with determination. "We find Zanh Liis, and bring her home."
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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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