[Oira of the SRR Morrhae'Vnu.....]
The crew is recovering from the Klingon assault, but is rapidly transwarping
away from the battle and is now in the clear. After getting the
Klingon-blade-mark on his back removed and getting the all-clear of
Klingons, Rylan ordered the lifts turned back on and takes TL 5 back to the
Oira to report in. "Pest are controled, rekkhai." he announces with a
slight smirk as his feet hit the deck.
Rhagarokk, huffing and puffing with his Kaleh still drawn, turns "Ie,
menkha. Probably the most efficient operation this ship's crew has ever
done..." he sheathes his kaleh and sits back down into his command throne.
Rylan grins proudly, reminding himself to tell that to Vyynd later, "Any
word yet from the Hydra, rekkhai?"
"None... and I'd complain about their complete lack of communications or
help but I'm
convinced they have the ship bugged."
Glancing around the Oira, not likeing the sound of that at all, Ry offers
hopefully "Perhaps they're still dealing with their own Klingons...." then
switches subjects, "Our location, rekkhai?"
Rhagarokk glances down at his side display, "Very close to the target
point, 20 seuren-a. I'd have hoped for more prep time then this, but io does
what io can with the situation. Alert all departments that we've dispatched
with the Klingons and to prepare for arrival at the time weapon. I want
status reports from all departments as soon as possible."
"Ie rekkhai.." Rylan taps open a shipwide com and relays that message, being
sure to add the note that departmental reports are to be sent asap. Pausing
a moment, Rylan hesitantly admits, "The science department never did figure
out just how the Empress mangaged to do what she did, rekkhai....nor how to
get us back....."
Rhagarokk grins at this, "I have a theory on that..."
"Ie?" Rylan quirks up a brow, looking back to the Leih.
"Alright, while I have a rough idea of how to do what she did, from what I
can extrapolate from the working model in my head, I think that the
alternate universe she created with her weapon wasn't satisfactory. In her
madness, she thought that eliminating her enemies from time would have na
further impact on the timeline. But in fact, this was na true at all, and
this alternate universe was even worse off for her. So she ordered another
change to change things back to base timeline. Our temporal shielding kind
of messed with this whole thing, leaving us temporarily in a bubble of an
alternate reality."
Seeing the status report start to roll in, Rylan assembles them all into one
big chunk and sends them to the Leih's chair while he listens. Looking back
up at Rhagarokk's last, he asked, "Was
there any chance of na getting back at all...because of the shielding, I
mean?"
"Ie, there was a chance..." the Leih nods, "but those are the risks that io
runs being on this ship. It's very important what we do, but it means great
risk. What I'm worried about now is how the Time Weapon stayed immune to the
changes. If it had temporal shielding like we do, it would have phased back
at the same time we did. But I think it goes beyond that... to a level of
existing outside of time."
Rylan looks blankly at Rhagarokk a moment, and mentally kicks himself for
not paying attention in Science class like he should've. "Ah...nathing can
exist outside of time...or so I thought, rekkhai..." he smiles weakly.
"Ie, that is the logical assumption... and I'm blasted if I know how it does
it. And I don't know what will happen when we go up against it... if we'll be able to affect
it at all..." Rhagarokk pauses to look over the departmental reports.
"If it bleeds, it can be killed. If it exists it can be destroyed." Rylan
shrugs as that problem seems simple enough to him. "The weapon is a machine like any other....it's
got to have a weakness somewhere on it."
Rhagarokk grins, "But that's the question, isn't it? Does it really exist?"
"Well, I hope so..." Rylan grins back, " Cause it just pushed us back to a
time that shouldn't have been."
Rhagarokk cocks an eyebrow, "That's the spirit. They may have some neat
trick, but they cannot
stand up against the weight of our scientific might. The various departments
look like they're at
readiness, and getting in some preliminary long range scans..."
Heading over to the Tac station to get a glimps of what the long range
sensors were picking up, Rylan jokes, making light of the whole thing,
"Besides, if this time weapon didn't do it, then we've got bigger problems
as we're heading for the wrong target."
Rhagarokk gives a single laugh out loud, "That'd sure make the Hydra mad..."
he pauses, then gives out the readings from his chair, "Mostly as
expected... a really big object in a state of temporal flux emitting
chronitons. Rylan, inform the crew that we will be entering sensor range in
5 seuren-a and to stand ready."
"Ie rekkhai..." Ry opens the ship wide channel and calls all necessary crew
to the Oira, the
others to their respective posts.
"Condition Red!" the Leih calls out.
Rylan hits the shiny red button on the Tac console, only to hear the ship's
computer come back with, "Unable to comply. Already at Condition Red."
Grinning at that, Ry looks back over to Rhagarokk, "We never stood down
from the Klingon attack....."
The Leih chuckles at this, "Stand down to Condition Green, THEN go to
Condition Red." Rylan shrugs, complying with that request, chuckling himself as that was
probably confusing the heck out of the rest of the crew. "There..."
Rhagarokk nods, "Gonaiih, bring us out of Transwarp at a safe distance from
the target, disengaging temporal cloak and engaging phase cloak."
"Ie rekkhai...." the Gonaiih nodded. After a slight pause, he reported,
"Coming out of transwarp now...."
"Disengaging temporal cloak...." Rylan announces, taping the appropraite
buttons, "Phase cloak on, rekkhai..."
"Full scan!" the Leih orders, "Bring the target up on the main viewer!"
The large, silver, nearly monolithic Time Weapon looms on the screen, but
the viewer is unable to completely focus on the blurred object. Grasping
his command chair, Rhagarokk say determindly, "Let's do this...."
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