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Author Topic: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 11/17/2009
Date Posted: 10/6 5:03pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 9/29/2009
Jade_eyes-Perhaps, but she's not fully free. wink He owned her good, though. tongue A turning point? Perhaps...

Stooky-It's cool, dude. happy Yeah, Queen Jaina's messed up badly, there. As for Han punching out NJO-Han... maybe. thinking Starfleet ships don't have cloaking devices due to the Tomed Incident and the second Treaty of Algernon, which banned them using it.

earlybird-Yup. happy But where is he going? wink Thanks.

Zeb-Yeah. He''s crawled his way up out of stark poverty to where he is now. It wasn't a full list, just highlights. Redemption? Maybe. mischief And yeah, some good breaks for the good guys.

Daena-Ah, okay. Maybe, maybe not. How many sequels did the series get? wink Yeah, Han owned her. Pure and simple. happy Not sure where she went off to. Maybe I'll show it. wink

Jaded_Girl-LOL, good. Spock might be uncomfortable with the emotions. wink

Quick question first! In this universe, is Jaina here also supposed to be the real Borg Queen in the currently established Trek universe, or when she went back in time, did she alter the currently established Trek's timeline? 'Cause the other Borg queen doen't have an eye piece... but I love the idea of Jaina being on screen!
She's the real Queen in the current universe. The others we've seen-played by different actresses, btw-are simply proxies of her, drones used as targets so she wouldn't be at risk. But they're channeling her. happy Hope that helps.

Glad you enjoyed the beatdown. I let Han do some talking for me, there. wink Glad you like the twist, there. And Han's lack of planning is his plan. wink

And yes, the chapter title is from the Police song. wink ASnd thanks to ZebulaNebula for the ships names. happy

Here we go!

*****
Chapter Four: Message in a Bottle
Omega System, allied fleet
Flashes of light dominated the edge of the Omega System as ship after ship either dropped out of hyperspace or left warp. They quickly received instructions from command ships in the fleet, either the RSS Lusankya, the Ambassador-class USS Sputnik, the IKS Sword of Kahless, RIS D'Deridex or the ISS Thrawn. The five ships hung in loose formation near the center of the armada as they prepared for battle.

Aboard the upgraded and refit Sputnik, Admiral Edward Jellico paced as the time counted down. “Any message from the Kenobi?" he barked out.

The comm officer near the aft of the bridge turned from his station. “Negative, Admiral. We have more ships inbound, though. The Hellbender and Amaranth, as well as elements of the Eleventh Fleet.”

Jellico nodded. “Good ships, there. I served aboard the Hellbender during the Federation/Dominion War as its captain.” A feral smile crossed his grizzled features. “We blew up a hell of a lot of Dominion fighters back then.”

The comm officer swallowed slightly and his forehead glowed with sudden perspiration forming on it. “Yes, sir,” he said.

On the Thrawn, Pellaeon and Captain Pryl sat near the fore of the bridge I their command chairs. Pellaeon looked back at the bridge crew. “This is a bit... odd.”

Tanda smirked slightly as she pressed buttons on her armrest. “Klingon commanders lead from the front, Admiral. It's tradition.” She looked back over her head at the mixed crew of Klingons and imperial personnel milling about at various stations. “Still, eliminating the crew pits was a good idea. My neck was hurting from looking down,” she quipped, rubbing her neck with a gloved hand.

Pellaeon smiled and nodded. “I will admit an old man like myself needed all the help he could get not to tumble over the sides during battle.”

Tanda chuckled, but stopped as a Klingon officer approached her. “Ensign?”

“Captain the ISS War Cry and her squadron approaches. Rear Admiral Tschel wishes to speak to the Admiral,” he said, thumping his chest in salute.

Pellaeon rose and nodded to the young beq before walking over to the comm tank at the side. He stood there, leaning slightly on his cane as spotting lasers flashed before Admiral Tschel, Pellaeon's old comrade, appeared.

Tschel stood there, hands behind his back. He leaned forward and narrowed his eyes. “What was your real age when you entered the academy?”

Pellaeon's grip in his cane tightened. His teeth ground together as he counted backwards from ten before speaking. “Sixteen, Tschel. Don't make me regret promoting you-at your home, by the way. My son was in attendance, too.”

Tschel breathed out and his shoulder slumped. “Thank the gods it's you, Gilad. I had feared you'd been replaced by an alternate reality clone or a changeling or something else.” He suddenly arched his eyebrows. “Have you had a blood test recently?”

Pellaeon's mustache twitched. “Tschel, I promoted you because, against all odds, you got your ship and crew home in relatively one piece. Don't make me regret that decision.”

Tschel nodded. “Understood, Admiral. And thank you. I won't let you down.”

The internal speakers let out a chime and Tanda's voice sounded. “Admiral, we've received a transmission from the Kenobi and the other fleet commanders are requesting a conference call.”

Pellaeon nodded to the empty air. “Understood.” He looked back to Tschel. “Good luck.”

Tschel drew himself up straight and saluted before his hologram vanished. The room flickered slightly before Wedge, Jellico, Martok and Tomalak appeared. “We have coordinates,” Wedge said. “It's only fifteen minutes away by hyperdrive.”

Pellaeon spoke up. “Computer, decode message from RSS Kenobi and display map and route.”

A large translucent screen appeared in front of him, an identical one appearing in front of the other fleet commanders. A map of the space surrounding Starbase 312 appeared, with a bright red line showing the Kenobi's course. It trailed up, closing in on the border between the Beta and Delta Quadrants before vanishing. Text scrolled down the right side of the screen.

Martok's eye widened. “A transwarp node! We'll show up right at their doorstep!” He grinned and balled up his right fist, smashing it into his left hand. “A perfect opportunity!”

Jellico squinted slightly as he read the text. “Sisko recommends we use cloaking devices to slip through. Smart man, there.” He looked up and turned his head to Tomalak. “With your permission?” he asked, smirking.

Tomalak's lips twitched. “As leader of the Romluan... Diaspora, I rescind the ban on Starfleet using cloaking devices. And while I'm at it, I ban the Neutral Zone as well.”

Jellico looked over his shoulder. “Get on the horn to every ship in the fleet and have them replicate cloaking devices and get them installed. I want every ship equipped with one in one hour. Now, get it done!” He looked back and glanced at Wedge and Pellaeon. “What about you two? Can your ships build cloaking devices?”

Wedge blinked. “We don't have stygium crystals! And the hibridium models will leave us blind to the outside!”

Martok smiled slightly. “Our models do not have such a disadvantage, General. The sensors are limited, but you can still navigate. Messages can be sent over short distances, too, making it easy to coordinate fleet movements.” He looked off to the side, out of range of the holo-cam. “Send the schematics of our cloaks to the New Republic and imperial fleets!” He looked back at Pellaeon. “The Thrawn, though, has a cloaking device already installed.”

Pellaeon touched his fingers to the side of his forehead in a salute. “How wise of you, Chancellor.” He looked to the others. “So, an hour before the cloaks are ready?”

Martok tilted his head back and laughed. “Gilad, we have Starfleet engineers! Fifteen minutes on the outside.” He thumped his chest with his fist. Qapla'!” he said before his hologram vanished.

Wedge, Jellico and Tomalak vanished soon after. Pellaeon exited the comm tank and sat back down next to Tanda. “Productive conference?” she asked.

Pellaeon nodded. “Contact all imperial ships, Captain. Send them the schematics for the Thrawn's cloaking device and have them build and install them. Ask the Klingons, Romulans and Starfleet for help if you have to, but I want every ship with a functional cloak within the hour.”

Tanda nodded and saluted. “Aye, sir,” she said before jumping out of her chair and racing to the aft of the bridge. She stopped at the aft comm station and the ensign stationed there. “Pull up a list of all our ships and open communications with them.” She waited until confirmation was received and she cleared her throat. “All ships, this is Captain Tanda Pryl. Be prepared to receive instructions.”
*****
Thirty minutes later
Tanda looked over a datapad and nodded before handing it back to the Klingon female standing at attention. “All ships throughout the fleet report ready,” she reported, smiling. “The Starfleet engineers really helped out.”

Pellaeon stiffled a chuckle as he stood up. “All ships, this is the Thrawn. Form up along assigned vectors and move out. Remember, we fight together or we die together.” He suddenly straightened and thumped his chest. Qapla!”

One of the Klingon ensigns bared her teeth at Pellaeon's salute. “He's a feisty one,” she said.

An imperial lieutenant sighed and rolled his eyes. “He's the Old Man of the Empire, Ensign. I'd follow him into the Ninth Level of hell itself.”

A bark of laughter came from her lips and she thumped the lieutenant on his back, sending him staggering. “I like you!”

The lieutenant coughed and cracked his spine. “Thanks, I think.”

The ensign smiled again, this time with more warmth behind it. “We go into battle together, and forge our path in history. If we must die in two days, what better way to go?”

The lieutenant smiled back and nodded slightly. “I can think of one or two, but this is a good way to die.”

A white-haired Klingon stepped away from his tactical console and spread his arms. He began singing in Klingonese, about battle and honor and glory. Soon, every Klingon on the bridge joined in. The imperial officers nodded along and hummed a bit, some even attempting to sing along.

The Thrawn, Lusankya, Sputnik, Sword of Kahless and D'Deridex exited orbit, the rest of the allied fleets splitting off and forming into groups. Space around Starbase 312 quickly emptied as the ships moved to the edge of the system. Once there, they began vanishing, shimmering out of existence as their cloaking devices engaged. The surrounding space rippled as multiple hyperdrives were engaged, sending the fleet to its destiny.
*****

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Date Posted: 10/6 5:42pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 10/6/2009
Oh, yay! I like the tone of how it ended-- all efficiency and each playing a crucial role.

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Date Posted: 10/7 6:01am Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 10/6/2009
Oh hells yeah! Cloaking devices all around. I'd imagine that the Klingon/Romulan model and the old Stygium model are fairly similar. Tomalak rescinded the Neutral Zone too? A bit late, though if the collective collapses and/or we see a huge number of drones freed, it'd better stay gone. Loved the exchange between the Klingon Ensign and the Imperial lieutenant. Oooh cool ... you used some of my ship names.

 

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Date Posted: 10/7 2:45pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 10/6/2009
Thanks for the clear-up, Striker! Very helpful and even more cool! ^_^



Aboard the upgraded and refit Sputnik, Admiral Edward Jellico paced as the time counted down. “Any message from the Kenobi?" he barked out.

Jellico! laugh Man, the guy was a hard-nosed b*#$&%@^, but he deserves the medal of honor for putting Troi in a uniform! God bless him!

Plus, he'd be just the sort of guy to hold the line or die trying!



Tschel breathed out and his shoulder slumped. “Thank the gods it's you, Gilad. I had feared you'd been replaced by an alternate reality clone or a changeling or something else.” He suddenly arched his eyebrows. “Have you had a blood test recently?

ROTFLMAO!!! He'll never be the same! grin



Martok tilted his head back and laughed. “Gilad, we have Starfleet engineers! Fifteen minutes on the outside.”

"But of course they pad their estimates so they get called 'Miracle Workers', so they'll still tell us it'll be an hour." tongue



~Pellaeon stiffled a chuckle as he stood up. “All ships, this is the Thrawn. Form up along assigned vectors and move out. Remember, we fight together or we die together.” He suddenly straightened and thumped his chest. Qapla!”
~One of the Klingon ensigns bared her teeth at Pellaeon's salute. “He's a feisty one,” she said.
~An imperial lieutenant sighed and rolled his eyes. “He's the Old Man of the Empire, Ensign. I'd follow him into the Ninth Level of hell itself.”
~A bark of laughter came from her lips and she thumped the lieutenant on his back, sending him staggering. “I like you!”
~The lieutenant coughed and cracked his spine. “Thanks, I think.”

._. o_O;;; >_< ............. AHHH! I CAN'T STAND IT!!!! *glomps the adorable crew*


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Date Posted: 10/9 8:19am Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 10/6/2009
YEah all friends preparing for battle. Like the Klingons and Pellaeon

 

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Date Posted: 10/11 8:09pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 10/6/2009
So... Apologies for the lateness, but it's been kind of a crazy week that ended in me spending all of Saturday with my grandmother in a Notary class. The good news is that I'm pretty much over wanting to inflict bodily harm to people who severely lack phone skillz. Mostly. Be nice to the person who answers the phone at the doctor's office, for they can put people on hold and leave them there. whistling

How many sequels did the series get?

You really want to know? *looks it up at IMDB...* 12 sequels and a TV series, actually. But I wasn't talking about those. Just the Don Bluth movie that started it all. wink

Flashes of light dominated the edge of the Omega System as ship after ship either dropped out of hyperspace or left warp. They quickly received instructions from command ships in the fleet, either the RSS Lusankya, the Ambassador-class USS Sputnik, the IKS Sword of Kahless, RIS D'Deridex or the ISS Thrawn. The five ships hung in loose formation near the center of the armada as they prepared for battle.

When I saw the USS Sputnik in there, my mind didn't automatically go to "Russian Satellite." doh!

“What was your real age when you entered the academy?”

Pellaeon's grip in his cane tightened. His teeth ground together as he counted backwards from ten before speaking. “Sixteen, Tschel. Don't make me regret promoting you-at your home, by the way. My son was in attendance, too.”

Tschel breathed out and his shoulder slumped. “Thank the gods it's you, Gilad. I had feared you'd been replaced by an alternate reality clone or a changeling or something else.”

laugh Identity checks! (And he's been hanging out with too many Starfleet people or something... alternate reality clone? Changeling, yes, but the clone is a special thing...)

“As leader of the Romluan... Diaspora, I rescind the ban on Starfleet using cloaking devices. And while I'm at it, I ban the Neutral Zone as well.”

First the ID check, then Jellico's comment about Sisko's advice for them to use cloaking devices to sneak by the Borg perimeter patrols, and now Tomalak, bringing the funny and banning the neutral zone in one swoop. The Borg bringing the denziens of the divided galaxy together... whoda thunk that one?

“Gilad, we have Starfleet engineers! Fifteen minutes on the outside.”

Yep, because, as Jaded_girl pointed out, they've all been taking lessons from Scotty.

“We go into battle together, and forge our path in history. If we must die in two days, what better way to go?”

The lieutenant smiled back and nodded slightly. “I can think of one or two, but this is a good way to die.”

Ah, bonding... love


Well done and wonderful update. (And thank you for bringing the funny. Was much needed and appreciated.) happy

 

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Date Posted: 10/13 4:45pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 10/6/2009 - Date Edited: 11/14 3:02pm (2 edits total) Edited By: RK_Striker_JK_5
Jade_eyes-Thanks. happy I channeled some old war movies in that post. wink

Zeb-That's what I think, too. They operate under similar principles and abilities. With the Neutral Zone, it's the thought that counts. wink And of course I used your ship names. That's why I asked. happy

Jaded_Girl-You're welcome. happy I used Jellico because he is that hard-nosed. I think the problem with him in a lot of fan's eyes is he's explicitly military. No real give, there with him. No, Tschel is pretty paranoid now because of what happened.

._. o_O;;; >_< ............. AHHH! I CAN'T STAND IT!!!! *glomps the adorable crew*
I'm surprised you didn't glomp the singer. wink And yes, much drone butt shall be kicked!

earlybird-Thanks. I liked them, too.

Daena-Ouch! hugs I'm sorry for such a rough week, there. Hope things get better. hmm, I'll stick to the first one, if I get it. It's cool about the Sputnik. With the Borg, you must hang together, or you will surely hang separately. Of course they took lessons from Soctty. Who better? wink And glad you liked the funny. happy

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Here we go!

*****
Captain's Log, supplemental. The Enterprise lies inside the Kenobi's ventral docking station, like Jonah inside the whale. In forty hours, we emerge from transwarp into the heart of the Collective. I do not doubt my crew, nor the crews of the Defiant and Kenobi, but against the awesome might of the Borg, our resistance might ultimately and finally prove futile.

Picard set his PADD down and massaged his temple. He glanced around the ready room, his eyes eventually lighting upon a small case that held the ancient flute from the village of Ressik on the long-dead world of Kataan. He stood up and walked over to it, opening the case up and picking the tin-colored flute up.

He held it to his lips, but stopped and set it back down. He glanced to the door a scant second before the chime sounded. “Come,” he said.

The door slid open and Spock entered. He wore his Starfleet uniform with his lightsaber hung on his belt. “I apologize if I am disturbing you,” he said, inclining his head somewhat.

Picard waved him off. “None necessary, Ambassador." He walked over to the wall-mounted replicator. “Can I get you anything?”

Spock shook his head. “I am fine, thank you.”

The Captain nodded and cleared his throat. “Tea, earl gray. Hot.” As his order materialized in a swirl of white, he looked back. “The calm before the storm,” he said, half-smiling. He took his cup and saucer and walked back to his desk. Both men waited a beat before sitting down.

Picard took a sip from his cup and sighed. “I dread what we will find,” he admitted. “Hope was dim when they were captured. After all this time, Skywalker and the others must be drones by now.”

Spock arched an eyebrow. “Then why have the Borg shown no Force powers? Logically, if they have assimilated him or the others, then they would have access to the Force.”

“If the Force is truly able to be assimilated,” Picard replied, sipping his tea again. He set it back down and seemed almost to shrink. “Even the Jedi know so little of it. As if it's not meant to be understood.”

Spock nodded. “During my time at the Praxeum, Master Skywalker emphasized faith in the Force rather than concrete, empirical data. He said we would 'know' when the Force was with us. And he reiterated for his students to 'believe' in themselves. He often sited an incident during his Dagobah training, where his lack of faith in the Force prevented him fro levitating an X-wing out of a marsh.”

Picard smiled and leaned forward slightly. “He did? When was this?”

“Approximately twenty-nine years, three months and two days ago.” Spock pursed his lips slightly. “I am afraid I cannot give you any more of an exact date, though.”

Picard nodded and held up a hand. “Exact enough for me. I assume this was when he was with Yoda?” At Spock's nod, he half-smiled. “I've read about him. What scant information they know of him paints quite the picture.”

Spock nodded. “Indeed.” He straightened up. “Captain, I shall not be on the bridge when we arrive at the Unicomplex. I request permission to beam to the Unicomplex with Deanna, Lusa, Tenel Ka and Artoo-Detoo to search for the kidnapped people.”

Picard started. “What?”

Spock arched an eyebrow. “I thought the meaning was clear, Captain.”

The Captain shook his head. “No, I understood them. I simply could not believe you were saying them. Spock, I need you on the bridge.”

The Jedi Master frowned slightly. “You have an excellent first officer, and no need for a science officer. There shall be no negotiating with the Borg, therefore I shall be quite useless there. However, Deanna and I can use the Force to track down those captured and effect a rescue attempt.”

Picard shifted in his chair. “Spock... I need you.” He sighed and leaned back, tugging on the front of his uniform. “During the incident at First Contact, I became obsessed with punishing the Borg. They became my 'white whale', so to speak.”

Spock nodded and his eyes shone somewhat with a smile. “Captain, I sense the conflict within you. The very fact that there is conflict is actually encouraging, since last time I assume there was none.” He held up a hand. “You will not be alone, Captain. The Kenobi and Defiant stand ready, along with your crew and an ally that you did not have before.”

Picard's eyes narrowed. “And what ally would that be?”

The corners of Spock's mouth quirked up slightly. “The Force.”
*****
Sick bay was barely under control as Doctor Beverly Crusher ran from station to station, barking orders. “Make sure the medkits are all stocked in the shuttle bays. We'll need them for triage. Have MACO's at the ready, in case the Borg board and try anything.” She stopped in midstride as one of the doors slid open and someone entered. “Tenel Ka?”

Tenel Ka entered sick bay and strode over to Crusher. “Doctor, if there is time, I wish for a full physical.”

Crusher's mouth opened, then closed, then opened again before she spoke. “Of course,” she finally said. She took Tenel Ka by the forearm and led her over to an unoccupied bed. She pulled out a tricorder from her belt, flipped it open and pulled out a small sensor wand from the device. “Sorry. Not many people aboard the Enterprise volunteer for an exam. It's almost a novelty for me not to have to pull rank,” she said, smiling.

Tenel Ka nodded as she sat on the edge of the bed. “When we arrive, I shall be part of a team going there to rescue Jacen and the others. I must be in fighting condition to free him from the Collective.”

Crusher nodded as she ran the wand over Tenel Ka, taking in readings. “I remember when Jean-Luc was captured by the Borg. I went aboard the cube and saw him, mutilated and turned into a drone. I know you believe you can rescue him, but it will be hard at best. We nearly lost Jean-Luc, and the Federation as well.”

Tenel Ka's hands clenched. “I know, and that is a fact. Still, if even someone as Seven of Nine can be rescued, then Jacen can as well.” She looked up and over, meeting Crusher's gaze as if daring her to disagree.

Crusher met her eyes and nodded. “If he's there, he can be unplugged,” she said. She ran the wand over Tenel Ka, then again. And once more. “Tenel Ka, I don't mean to be indelicate, but you and Jacen. How far has your relationship progressed?”

The Jedi blinked twice. “We have been intimate.” A small smile graced her lips. “No need to be shy, Doctor. Hapan and Dathomiri cultures are rather open concerning such relations.”

Crusher sighed and closed her tricorder. “Well, your basal body temperature's increased and you're showing several other signs, including human chorionic gonadotropin in your blood.” She shook her head. “Tenel Ka, you're pregnant.”
*****
“... What precisely did you tell her, Beverly?”

“I just told her the news, Jean-Luc! I didn't know it'd be that much of a shock to her.” There was a pause before, “She's waking up.”

Tenel Ka's eyes fluttered open slightly and she groaned. Her prosthetic left hand rubbed her forehead as she sat up-and promptly fell back down onto the bed. “What happened?”

Crusher forced a smile onto her face. “Tenel Ka, you're pregnant.”

The words echoed in the redhead's mind, bouncing back and forth. I have a child with Jacen. A son-or daughter. Or possibly twins. Life, inside me. His and mine combined into something new. She looked up at Crusher and Picard. “How far along am I?”

Crusher looked at the tricorder's small screen. “About a week and a half.”

“The last time we were together,” Tenel Ka murmured. She looked to the ceiling and her shoulders drooped slightly. “This changes much, but not my mission.” She turned her body around and slid off the bed. “I must still board the Unicomplex and find Jacen. And the others,” she added quickly.

Picard's jaw tightened. “In your condition? Absolutely not.”

Tenel Ka's gaze hardened and she crossed her arms. “Will it matter if I am assimilated here or on the Unicomplex, Captain? There, I can make a difference with the MACO's and Lusa. Here, I can do nothing.” She spread her arms out. “Please, let me help them.”

Picard shifted his stance. “You have a point.” He glanced over at Crusher. “I'm afraid I'm not entirely-”

“I'm barely able to detect it now,” she assured him, placing a hand on his forearm. “It won't affect her.”

The Captain sighed and looked back to Tenel Ka. His eyes washed over the armband isolating her from the Force. “I'd say the Force will be with you, but I'm not sure on that.”

Tenel Ka smirked and tilted her head forward, casting shadows over her eyes. “It will be with me, and that is a fact. It must be with us all, if we are to even make it out alive.”
*****

Disclaimer
In an episode of DSN, Ben Sisko's father had a stroke. It was almost causally dismissed and he was back to running his restaurant in a day or two. In light of that, I'm guessing being able to detect a pregnancy is easy for them.

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Date Posted: 10/13 5:50pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 10/13/2009
Happy birthday, Striker. Hope you have a good one.

Don't blame Picard for being more than a little apprehensive. I hope he trusts in the Force ... I do wonder if he's sensitive as well. I wonder if he'll have someone else as Starbuck to his Ahab ... perhaps Data. Hmmm ... I wonder what sort of havoc Spock can create in a Borg cube. devil I bet Tenel Ka's presence will be especially invaluable on the mission to the cube. She's preggers?! Friggin' sweet! I'm willing to bet that it she's carrying a daughter.

 

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Date Posted: 10/14 3:41am Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 10/13/2009
Tenel's pregnant? shock worried Oh my!!! Adored absolutely the Picard/Spock scene. drooling Very delicious and in character. grin grin I love especially Picard's honesty, and Spock in Jedi mode is scrumptious scrumptious LOL!!!!

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Date Posted: 10/14 8:54am Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 10/13/2009
superb post with Picard and Spock and Tenel Ka and Crusher.

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Date Posted: 10/14 8:54am Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 10/13/2009
Hey, good job with Spock! His dialogue was very well formed and Spockish.

Just do sanity one favour...DON'T name the kid Allana...

Sorry I haven't been posting...I think work has half-blocked TF.N. I say half-blocked because I can still get on, but it takes a really long time for pages to load. Annoying at best. Keep up the good work.

 
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Date Posted: 10/17 3:23pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 10/13/2009
I wanna stop having computer problems. This one? Did you know that the windows operating system could break during a mandatory "restart or else" update cycle? Because it can. And it did. And that's the lamest true excuse for being late to review anything ever. Oh, and Dad maybe wants a Mac the next time he buys comp because (apparently) they (a) can't get viruses and (b) break far less than a PC. (I haven't looked at a Mac since computer careers class in high school. The last time I checked, they were infectable. What changed?)

It's cool about the Sputnik.

Uh-huh... I went straight to "Oh... Sikozu has a ship named after her" and from there... doh!

“Tea, earl gray. Hot.” As his order materialized in a swirl of white, he looked back. “The calm before the storm,” he said, half-smiling.

Not only the calm before the storm, but tea and normality in the face of it! Liked that!

Spock, Spock... not everything has to be logical... and Borg!Queen!Jaina sure as heck doesn't fit into the logic column. Logic seems to roll right off her back and land in a useless little puddle. She's logic resistant!

And Picard in that scene... smart man, knowing that he needs support there. Knowing that he's liable to go too far and do something he'll regret.

“Well, your basal body temperature's increased and you're showing several other signs, including human chorionic gonadotropin in your blood.”

And the HCG don't lie! Yay for them! (On a more serious note: You're right. It's the 24th century. Detecting a pregnancy wouldn't be that hard. Missed the thing about Mr. Sisko's stroke, though... what ep was that?) And her fainting at that news? Priceless and memorable and wonderful all at once. Just the thing she needs to give her hope right now.


Wonderful update. happy

 

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Date Posted: 10/19 8:39pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 10/13/2009
Happy Birthday, Striker!!! hugs *passes out party hats and the oh-so-efficient ice cream cake!*

For your birthday, I got you a gift certificate to "Bev', Bith and Beyond", your one-stop-shop for all your crossover needs! It's usable at ALL locations- even those in alternate timestreams!

*bellows at the top of her lungs* For he's a jolly good fellooooooow- which nobody can denyyyyy! *blows little noisemakers* applause




I think the problem with him in a lot of fan's eyes is he's explicitly military. No real give, there with him.

Yeah, rock and a hard place there, isn't it? Nothing really WRONG with being explicitly military (especially in an offshoot of, you know... the NAVY!) but it still wasn't the diplomat we were used to. And he was a bit of a blowhard. On the other hand, he got Troi into a uniform...



He held it to his lips, but stopped and set it back down. He glanced to the door a scant second before the chime sounded. “Come,” he said.

raised_brow Hint, or just years of captaining enough to be a bit genre savvy?



“Even the Jedi know so little of it. As if it's not meant to be understood.”

Oh I LIKE that! Yet another reason why bringing midi-cholorians into the picture wasn't the best idea. Though to be fair, they don't address the Force itself, merely the Jedi's access to it.



~The Kenobi and Defiant stand ready, along with your crew and an ally that you did not have before.”
~Picard's eyes narrowed. “And what ally would that be?”
~The corners of Spock's mouth quirked up slightly. “The Force.”

WAIT! Again, referencing my above the above comment- what are we talkin' about specifically?!



“Sorry. Not many people aboard the Enterprise volunteer for an exam. It's almost a novelty for me not to have to pull rank,” she said, smiling.

Poor doc gets no respect, and she's just trying to do her job! *pats Bev's shoulder sympathetically*



The Jedi blinked twice. “We have been intimate.” A small smile graced her lips. “No need to be shy, Doctor. Hapan and Dathomiri cultures are rather open concerning such relations.”

That's... one way of putting it. plain grin



~“... What precisely did you tell her, Beverly?”
~“I just told her the news, Jean-Luc! I didn't know it'd be that much of a shock to her.” There was a pause before, “She's waking up.”

laugh Classic!


Oh, and also... HA! PREGGERS! I KNEW IT!!! *quietly sits back down*



Picard's jaw tightened. “In your condition? Absolutely not.”

Aww, sweet papa wolf Picard! love Not that it'll stop her...



In an episode of DSN, Ben Sisko's father had a stroke. It was almost causally dismissed and he was back to running his restaurant in a day or two. In light of that, I'm guessing being able to detect a pregnancy is easy for them.

Oh heck yeah. Between hormones, blood work and the incredibly rapid development of your average fetus, I'd say it's a given. Especially in the future.




*sets out prenatal vitamins for Tenel Ka*

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Date Posted: 10/20 4:53pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 10/13/2009
Zeb-Thank you, I did. happy No. Picard is not Force-sensitive. Kirk was, but not Picard. Data's a good chice, there. Spock aboard the Unicomplex is a scary thought, lol. I honestly haven't decided on a gender for the kid. Might be female, might be male. Only one, though. No twins.

Jade_eyes-lol, yup. *Keeps Spock away from her* wink I'm glad. I always feel off writing those two, like I'm not good enough for their level. *Shrugs*

earlybird-Thanks. I only wish I knew where it was going. wink

Carpet-Thank you. happy I'm glad I got Spock down well. No, not Allana. tongue And it's cool about not posting. I had that happen to me a while back, actually.

Daena-No... Macs can get viruses, last time i checked. Sorry about the problems. hugs Who's Sikozu? Spock is half-Vulcan, therefore logic is his default setting. wink And yeah, Picard learns from his mistakes. The episode was a two-parter. 'Homefront' I wanna say, but not 100% sure.

Jaded_Girl-Aww, thanks. happy The cake is delicious as always, and what a perfect gift! *Uses card to buy Pluto's Time Staff* Time to erase the post-YJK! devil laugh Yeah, Jellico was a blowhard... and he owned the Cardassians but good. As well as getting Troi in a uniform. Not a hint. Just genre savvy. I don't like midi-chlorians. I avoid them as much as possible. Beverly deserves the respect. happy Glad you liked Tenel Ka's reaction to the news. happy And yeah, you knew. I told you! laugh She'll appreciate the vitamins.

DarthIshtar wrote me a fic for my birthday entitled Luck of the Draw. Find out what happens when Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon, Padme, Anakin and Palpatine get tapped for a Striker fic! It is quite amusing. grin

Prinn Tenmei is from the DSN relaunch novels. Same with the mentioned Elias Vaughn.

Here we go!

*****
Ezri Dax-Bashir sat in the Defiant's command chair, leaning back and rolling her eyes. “Status?” she asked, looking around the dimly-lit bridge.

Lieutenant Prinn Tenmai looked back from the helm station. “No change, like the last ten times you asked!” The slime human officer turned around in her chair and stared at the Trill, looking down her nose slightly. “Honestly, Ezri. Unless someone needs counseling, there's not much you can do. Just like there's not much I can do here until we reach the Unicomplex.”

Ezri wrinkled her nose. “I've been on the command track for four years, Prinn. I'm not a counselor anymore.”

“Unless Quark is too busy to hear our story,” Prinn countered, smirking slightly. “So, how was Julian handling being left behind?”

A sigh came from Ezri. “He, Nog, Nerys, and others weren't happy. I mean, how did Elias take it when he was told to stay behind on Deep Space Nine?”

Prinn thought on her formerly-estranged father and shook her head. “He wasn't happy and I think that he thinks it's because he's over a century. Even though Bones is here. I think he's just mad he was on the missions to Corellia, but Admiral Sisko sent him back to the station.”

Ezr nodded, but started as the aft turbolift doors slid open. “Admiral on the bridge!” she shouted, jumping to her feet.

Sisko waved her down. “At ease,” he said. He walked over to his chair and sat down, instinctively leaning forward and staring at the viewscreen. “One thing I don't like about NRDF vessels, no viewscreen. Just a big window!”

Prinn's brow wrinkled and she swiveled around in her seat to look at the Defiant's viewscreen. “Then how do they know what's going on?”

Sisko shrugged. “Most bridges have a rather large holo-projector in the aft sections, although it has to be distracting to have to look back at that thing whenever you need to see what's going on outside the ship.” He looked up and over to port as Ezri took her place at one of the outer stations. “How's the crew holding up, Old Man?”

Ezri looked up from one of the screens and shrugged. “No one's availed me of my former specialty, if that's what you mean.” She scratched the side of her head, ruffling her pageboy haircut slightly. “Benjamin, what are we going to do when we get there? I've seen Hox and his MACO squadron doing practice runs in the Enterprise's holodeck along with some of their soldiers!”

Sisko shook his head. “We're arriving under cloak, but some will be going onto the Unicomplex to track down what happened to Skywalker and the others. If they've been assimilated, simply held prisoner or just dead.” He sighed and rubbed his goatee in thought. “I don't doubt something's happened to them, but what is the question.” He looked to Prinn. “I wonder what the answer will be.”

Prinn shrugged. “I always thought the answers was 42, Admiral.”

Sisko's brow furrowed before he shook his head. “Anyway, we should run some battle drills just in case.”

Ezri's mouth quivered slightly. “In case what, Ben? We get caught by the Borg in the heart of the Collective, we're dead.” Her expression suddenly changed. “Wait, do you have any inside information?”

Sisko shook his head. “Nothing from the Prophets, I'm afraid. As long as they don't wait until the bottom of the ninth, it won't be too bad. Better no information than information too late to mean a damn,” he growled, face twisting slightly.

Ezri chuckled nervously and turned back to her console. “Tobin was like that... or was it Curzon?” she asked herself, glancing at the ceiling and biting her lip. “Damn it, you'd think after seven years of being joined I'd get my past lives straightened out!”

Prinn looked over from the helm. “Ezri, humans have enough trouble with one life, let alone nine.”

Sisko nodded, his gaze turning distant as he seemed to peer outside the Kenobi-and outside time. “You will sort things out, Ezri. You and Julian shall move on, assuming we survive the Borg.”

Ezri sighed. “And there's the problem. The Borg. Still nothing about them?”

The Admiral scowled. “Nothing, Old Man. If I do get any insights about them, I'll let you know.”
*****
Logk paced a bit as he studied a tactical hologram on the Kenobi's bridge. The two-meter wide image of the Unicomplex hovered above the concave emitter while lines of text and various graphs surrounded the image. “I doubt we'll be able to do much more than simple recon,” he murmured.

Admiral Ackbar nodded, rubbing his chin with a flippered hand. “Agreed. We can drop the cloak long enough for transport, but beyond that I'm not sure until the fleet shows up.” His head canted up. “The signal did get through, right?”

A comm officer from one of the outer stations typed in commands. “The signal went through loud and clear at least until we entered transwarp,” the female Bolian announced.

Ackbar's right eye swiveled around to look at her. “Thank you,” he said before it looked back at Logk. “Smooth sailing, clear skies. How are the engines?”

The Zabrak scratched his forehead, right below his horns. “Engine room, status report?”

A scratchy voice came over the comm. “Everything's looking up, sir. The wee bairns gave us a fit o' trouble, but 'tis now right as rain.”

Logk and Ackbar both smiled. “Thank you, Scotty. Please put Lieutenant Taral on, though. I'd like-”

“Begging yer pardon, sir, but I'm Lieutenant Taral. Scotty's gone down te' the Enterprise ta check on Geordi.”

Logk's jaw clicked open, shut, then he cleared his throat. “I... see. Good to hear, Lieutenant. Logk out.” He waited until the comm system beeped before looking to Ackbar. “If you need me, I'll be in my ready room practicing tugging on my uniform, drinking earl gray tea and trying to figure out the proper tenses for time travel.” And with that, he walked off to the aft turbolifts.
*****
Lieutenant Commander Geordi La Forge walked around the Enterprise's warp core, cybernetic optics scanning the pulsing tube for any problems. He turned and walked back to the master diagnostics station, pausing as an old friend approached.

Scotty walked up to Geordi, pausing to let two technicians pass. He extended his hand and smiled. “Good to see yah, lad,” he said. The old engineer looked around at the chaos and shook his head. “Maybe another time.”

Geordi shook his head. “No, Scotty. Now's the perfect time. How are things at the Kenobi?”

Scotty shrugged as the two craftsmen walked around the heart of the Enterprise. “Taral's a good lad, just needed some seasoning. The rest aren't too shabby themselves, although I wonder how they'd fare against some o' the odder things I encountered back in tha' day.”

Geordi paused as a technician handed him a PADD. He looke dit over before pressing his thumb to a scanner and handing it back to the human. “Like Redjac, or Trelane?”

“Or a space baby orphan or two-dimensional things tryin' ta' get home.” Scotty paused in front of the warp core and sighed. “It's gonna be the devil's luck to get out of this one. Han and Chewie captured by those Borg, not to mention the others. And all we have are three starships at the moment.”

Geordi shook his head and flashed Scotty a toothy grin. “Yeah, but aboard those three starships we have Leonard McCoy, Montgomery Scott, Ackbar, Spock, Logk, Benjamin Sisko and Jean-Luc Picard. We'll get through.”

Scotty chuckled. “If Jim Kirk were alive, he'd probably be able ta' talk the Collective into disassembling itself.”

Geordi tilted his head back slightly as he laughed. “Or maybe Captain Picard can use his debate skills against the Queen!”

Scotty nodded, then shook his head. “Aye, I'm getting too old for this.”

“No, you're not,” Geordi protested, shaking his head. “You're still the best, Scotty. No one will ever be a better engineer than you.”

Scotty held up a hand. “In my day, I was the best. But that was a hundred-twenty years ago.” He turned his head and let his gaze sweep across main engineering, finally stopping at Geordi. “Right now, I'm looking at the best.” He extended his hand. “To the best.”

Geordi clasped Scotty's hand and pumped it twice. “If you're seeing the best, then you're looking in a mirror, Scotty. May the wind be at your back and your engines at peak efficiency.”

Scotty smiled before breaking the handshake. He tossed Geordi a salute before turning and walking back. “Oh,” he suddenly said, stopping and turning. “I've got a bottle of whiskey, for after. Share a drink?”

Geordi nodded. “I'd be honored.”
*****

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Date Posted: 10/20 5:08pm Subject: Where No Jedi Has Gone Before. SW/ST. New post on 10/20/2009
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Enjoyed that.

Oh, Trelane and Q--the biggest Trek pranksters LOL And Geordi needs to steer clear of that green stuff Scott likes laugh Or else laugh

 

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