Kedanya RPG - Episode 8
Saturday, March 25th
The crew of Kedanya was enjoying some well earned shore leave on Risa. However, not everybody was having a good day. As a matter of fact, in some unknown dimension, somebody
was having a very, very bad day
Maelwys: AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Pizman: rushes in What's the matter, Commodore?
Maelwys: What has happened to this station? It's completely falling to pieces!
Tosk: looks up from his console which he was trying to get working
Pizman: I don't know sir...it just started that way.
Maelwys: First those impostors break into it and wreak havoc here, and then when they disappear they take the janitor with them, and now life support in half the decks has gone offline.
Pizman: I don't know what's causing it...I'll try to lock it down...
Lucas: looks up from his console. I'm sure noone important died..
Pizman: curses under his breath I can't find it. Quinn, could you give me a hand here?
Maelwys: Nobody on this station is important that isn't on the Bridge, so of course nobody important died.
Maelwys: But I still prefer to have a working station over a broken one.
Quinn Mallory: Certainly Piz
Pizman: As always, Commodore, you are right.
Tosk: hmmphs in agreement
Lucas: Of course he's right, that goes without saying. holds back laughter
Pizman: Quinn, I can't figure it out. Life support is going down all over the station, but I can't find the cause.
Lucas: Why don't you go down and investigate Pizman? smiles cruely
Quinn Mallory: looks at the readout
Maelwys: Good plan Lucas. And you can accompany him.
Quinn Mallory: Interesting... have you tried switching to backup systems Piz?
Lucas: ummm
Lucas: Yes... sir... where are the life support suits? gulps
Pizman: Yes, but it still goes down. It's not the system...
Tosk: Perhaps there is a sabateur aboard
Quinn Mallory: hmm...
Pizman: It's the power feeds to it, but there's nothing wrong with them.
Maelwys: Tosk, you could be right. And so as Security Staff it's your responsibility to ensure the safety of the station. You can join Lucas and Pizman when they go to investigate.
Pizman: At least, nothing wrong according to this readout.
Tosk: yessir.. points the others to the bridge doors
Pizman: Yes Commodore. Hand me a suit, will ya Quinn?
Quinn Mallory: Certainly hands Pizman a suit
Pizman: checks the suit carefully, then puts it on
Lucas: ummm... could I have one as well?
Pizman: hands one to Lucas
Tosk: grabs one for himself
Lucas: puts it on. checks for any holes, equipment problems, and steps on the lift
Pizman: I think the transporter system still works. But the safety protocols wouldn't allow a beam-down
Pizman: enters the lift
Tosk: grabs disruptors and hands one to each of them
Pizman: watches Lucas carefully
Quinn Mallory: Commodore, is there anything that I can be doing?
Maelwys: Quinn, you keep an open channel to them and work with Pizman to figure out what the problem might be from this end.
Tosk: in a patronizing voice You remember how to use these?
Quinn Mallory: Yes sir nods
Lucas: holds his disruptor, obvioussely farmiliar with them
Maelwys: Also, you'll have to direct them to wherever the problem appears as it moves around.
Pizman: Yes Tosk.
Pizman: I may be new here, but I know how to handle a disruptor.
Quinn Mallory: Understood
Pizman: It was the only way I could get aboard, remember? ;-)
Tosk: grabs a rifle for himself Let's go then, huh?
Lucas: does not grace Tosk's comment with a response
Pizman: Yes sir.
Pizman: enters a code for the Engineering deck
Maelwys: Good luck folks, and try not to get yourselves killed, 'cuz then I'd have to send somebody else in to fix it instead.
Quinn Mallory: Good luck Pizman, Lucas
Tosk: yes, Commodore
Pizman: Yes sir.
Tosk: watches the Bridge slowly ascend before his eyes
Pizman: hits the "close door" button
Pizman: feels the lift rush downward, then slow
Tosk: holds the door closed before reaching the destination
Maelwys: calls up a grid of the station with the life support status overlayed on it, and watches the various areas moving from green to red
Pizman: Everyone have your suits on properly?
Lucas: yes
Tosk: remember, engineer, between you and death is that suit and our disruptors if necessary
Pizman: I understand perfectly. That's why I asked.
Tosk: so be careful! opens the door
the three investigators step out onto a silent deck, strangely devoid of any life or movement
Pizman: walks into Engineering
Pizman: has his disruptor levelled
Lucas: looks around, swinging his disruptor
Tosk: Lucas, you're point I'm rear.. Piz.. do your work
Computer: Warning... atmospheric conditions are insufficient to support most humanoid life.... Warning... atmospheric conditions are insufficient to support most humanoid life....
Pizman: Aye aye, sir. opens the console
Pizman: shuts off the computer warning
Lucas: stands guard
Tosk: Shut off that blabbering computer!
Pizman: I did.
Quinn Mallory: (Over the Comm) How's it looking down there gentlemen?
Pizman: I just opened the console Quinn.
Lucas: no life here it seems...
Pizman: starts looking inside
Tosk: it's looking vacant
Pizman: Hmmmmmmm... pulls something out
Quinn Mallory: (Over the Comm) What do you see Piz?
Tosk: looks around.. still has a funny feeling that it's not just a computer failure
suddenly, the loud screech of a ferocious animal echoes through Engineering from some unknown location
Pizman: I found something...lemme look at it...
Pizman: It seems to be some sort of power dampener.
Tosk: What the hell was that?
Pizman: But there must be hundreds for this sort of failure...
Pizman: Quinn, there's something--or someone--down here.
Quinn Mallory: (Over the Comm) Scanning...
Pizman: Besides the three of us. gets out his disruptor
Lucas: looks around castiously
Quinn Mallory: (Over the Comm) I'm not picking anything up anymore
Pizman: "Anymore", Quinn?
Pizman: Some of the lights are coming back on down here, Quinn...must have been the dampener I removed.
Quinn Mallory: (Over the Comm) Wait... there it is again, it's moving at an amazing speed
Pizman: curses
Pizman: Vector and velocity?
Quinn Mallory: (Over the Comm) Vector is eratic, moving at approximately 50 kph
Tosk: feels encumbered by his company.. feels an instinctive need to shroud
Lucas: holds up his disruptor, ready to fier
Pizman: Approximate vector?
Pizman: sets to fire
Quinn Mallory: (Over the Comm) It's one life sign, humanoid, undefinable species
Pizman: Humanoid?
another screech, this one further away, echoes through the access tubes around them
Quinn Mallory: (Over the Comm) Affirmative
Quinn Mallory: (Over the Comm) It's headed toward the bridge
Tosk: Let's follow.. come on
Pizman: Tosk, it seems we have an intruder aboard, indeed.
Pizman: follows
Tosk: indeed
Pizman: Quinn! Commodore! Get out of there while you still can!
Tosk: makes as little noise as possible with this suit on
Quinn Mallory: (on the Bridge) looks at the commodore
Pizman: opens his tricorder
Maelwys: (on the Bridge) Computer, secure the bridge!
Computer: (on the Bridge) All entrances to the bridge have been secured.
Pizman: Confirmed. It is nearing the bridge.
suddenly another screech echoes around them, this time much closer... it sounds like a dinosaur or other reptilian creature
Pizman: Life readings...reptilian humanoid.
Tosk: walks slower now, making certain to be silent
Quinn Mallory: (Over the Comm) Distance?
Pizman: has one hand on his personal cloaking device
Pizman: 30 meters and closing.
Quinn Mallory: fingers a phaser
Drywnekirf: suddenly rounds a corner in front of the party and charges them, claws bared
Lucas: holds his disruptor up, leveled at the area where its coming from
Lucas: shoots
Drywnekirf: screams again
Pizman: Quinn, Commodore, whatever this thing is, it must be strong.
Tosk: spins towards the wall and forward
Pizman: cloaks
Drywnekirf: keeps moving forward, by momentum as much as anything else
Pizman: fires his disruptor
Lucas: starts to increase fire power, realizes its at maximum
Tosk: aims his rifle at the creature and fires at its legs
Pizman: follows suit with Tosk
Drywnekirf: slams into the cloaked figure of Pizman, knocking them both to the ground as the disruptor beam hits his gut
Pizman: Oof! grabs his disruptor
Drywnekirf: rolls off of Pizman and lays on the ground beside him, dead
Lucas: shoots the thing again, for good measure
Pizman: levels his disruptor on the creature, just in case
Tosk: goes over to the creature and takes a godo look at it
Quinn Mallory: (on the Bridge) scans for other life signs
Maelwys: (over the Comm) Lucas, report! What's going on down there?
Lucas: The creature is incapacitated
Pizman: scans the creature with his tricorder
Lucas: I think its dead
Maelwys: (over the Comm) Any idea what it was?
Pizman: de-cloaks I can't quite tell if it's dead. Lucas...
Tosk: almost definitely dead, sir it took a few shots
Lucas: Quinn's expertise could be usefull
Pizman: Tosk, Lucas, I don't know what to make of these readings...
Maelwys: (on the Bridge) Quinn, grab a suit and join them down there to see what you can figure out.
Quinn Mallory: nods
Tosk: Screw your readings, I rely on instinct
Quinn Mallory: grabs a suit, checks it for flaws or holes, and puts it on
Pizman: Thank you Commodore, Quinn. We need your help down here.
Quinn Mallory: joins the others
Pizman: Hi Quinn. Have a look at these readings...
Tosk: and my instincts tell me it's dead, at least not going anywhere for a while.. If you're so concerned about it restrain it somehow
Quinn Mallory: looks at Pizman's tricorder...
Pizman: Get it onto the transporter pad. I can beam it into the brig...
Quinn Mallory: pulls out a medical tricorder and starts scanning the creature
Pizman: Good thinking Quinn. I don't have one of those.
Quinn Mallory: These readings are like nothing I've seen before...
Pizman: I have a bad feeling about this....
Tosk: Sickbay sounds like a better Idea to me.. we can restrain it theere
Quinn Mallory: I think this thing's still alive...
Pizman: True. Quarantine unit.
Quinn Mallory: I'm picking up brain... or at least seems like a brain... activity
Pizman: Or one of the beds, with a restraining field.
Quinn Mallory: I say we beam it to sickbay... fast
Pizman: I'll try a site-to-site...now.
Pizman: beams the creature to sickbay
Pizman: Anything to say on this, Lucas?
Lucas: I think there's probably more, maybe we should fumigate the station...
Pizman: If only the life-support system worked...
Pizman: We'd better get the rest of those power dampers removed.
Quinn Mallory: I don't think fumigation would kill this thing
Quinn Mallory: If it survived in a close to 0 atmosphere enviroment, I don't think many gases will affect it
suddenly another transporter beam appears infront of them and the being is back
Pizman: I think I know how we can...oh shoot!
it looks around confused for a minute, and then disappears in another beam
Lucas: pulls up his disruptor
Lucas: darn
Quinn Mallory: wishes he had a phaser
Tosk: he was looking for something
Pizman: Lemme try something with the transporter...
Quinn Mallory: looks at Tosk curiously
Pizman: sets all the transporter beams on the station to a set of coordinates well outside the station, wide dispersal
Quinn Mallory: glances what Pizman is doing
Quinn Mallory: Wait!
Lucas: Will a vacuum kill it you think?
Tosk: Computer, is there an undefined organism in the Sickbay?
Pizman: It's set to wide dispersal. He'll be atoms when we're done.
Quinn Mallory: You're just going to kill them all?!
Quinn Mallory: There's valuable data to be gathered here! I say we restrain them, and do some more research
Tosk: we may as well.. what good are they? they're destroying our station
Pizman: They've compromised the station. We can't allow it to cause any more disruptions.
Lucas: research? Are you insane?
Lucas: Who cares about research
Quinn Mallory: holds up his tricorder
Pizman: Restraining did a fat lot of good last time. Remember?
Lucas: unless, maybe it could be used as a weaon...
Quinn Mallory: Look at this! It's exoskeleton is amazingly dense, imagine what we could gather from this
Pizman: Quinn, think of what it's done to the station. It can do even worse to us.
Computer: There is one undefined organism currently in Sickbay
Quinn Mallory: looks at each of them
Pizman: I'm not going to kill it myself--It'll kill itself if it uses the transporter.
Quinn Mallory: You just can't... imagine what can be gained here
Tosk: Computer, How many times has that organism been transported using the stations transporters?
Pizman: Quinn, maybe I can't. But there's even more to be lost.
Computer: That organism has been transported by the stations transporters on one instance.
Tosk: dangit!
Quinn Mallory: tightens his jaw
Pizman: One instance? But it used it three times at least!
Lucas: UH oh
Tosk: listen.. we aren't dealing with one of these things.. whatever beamed here and back again wasn't the same one as in sickbay
Pizman: Hmmmm. Perhaps it IS still being restrained there.
Computer: Warning... emergency backup power to this section failing.
Tosk: the question is, why did it just beam back out?
Quinn Mallory: looks at the enviromental control
Pizman: Maybe it was looking for its friend.
Quinn Mallory: We're losing life support in this section!
Tosk: we should get to sickbay and keep observation on the whole station
Pizman: Thank goodness we're all wearing suits.
the crew is engulfed in sudden blackness
Pizman: Tosk, I have a better idea.
the crew is engulfed in sudden blackness
Lucas: darn...
Pizman: But Quinn is NOT going to like it. At all.
Tosk: turns on his wrist lamp and points it in what he believes to be Pizman's face
Pizman: Get that thing out of my eyes!
Quinn Mallory: looks at Piz
Tosk: and What, might that be?
Quinn Mallory: points his light to the ground
another screech echoes in the sudden darkness... very close, and very angry
Tosk: moves it to a slightly less blinding position
Pizman: We release the critter in sickbay.
Pizman: braces
Tosk: and??
Quinn Mallory: WE WHAT?!
Pizman: This second creature is mad at us for imprisoning the first. We gotta let the first go.
Pizman: Computer: attempt to decipher the language of the unidentified life-forms.
Tosk: and who's to say that one's Alive or conscious, hmm?
Pizman: It was still alive according to the tricorder's readings.
Computer: The unidentified life forms have no noticible language patterns.
Quinn Mallory: So we let it go... and...
Pizman: Computer: begin language translation algorithms.
Pizman: undoes the "damage" to the transporter
Tosk: fine, but beam it within our sight so we can make sure it doesn't wake up
Computer: The unidentified life forms have no noticible language patterns.
Pizman: Computer: just keep trying. hits pad
Computer: Processing.... ..... ...... complete comparison will take approximately 57 minutes.
Pizman: beams the creature onto the Engineering pad
Quinn Mallory: So how does letting it go solve anything?
Pizman: There you go. Well, let's just hope they understand goodwill.
Pizman: Anyone here know basic medical procedures?
Quinn Mallory: I do
Pizman: Then revive him and treat the burns.
Quinn Mallory: gets out his medical tricorder and slowly inches toward the creature
Quinn Mallory: scans it
Quinn Mallory: Shoot!
Pizman: I think the problem, Quinn, is that we all thought of the creatures as "it" instead of "him" or "her".
another scream echoes out nearby
Tosk: Piz, since this is your Idea, you can watch over the creature while Lucas and I keep track of the other one
Quinn Mallory: Guys... I hate to break this to you...
Quinn Mallory: But from what I can gather...
Pizman: What is it, Quinn?
Quinn Mallory: It's dead
Quinn Mallory: excuse me... he/she is dead
Pizman: Great. I think by killing it, we also killed ourselves.
Quinn Mallory: Does anyone... uhh... have a phaser or a disrupter I could use?
Pizman: tosses Quinn his
Lucas: Why don't we just lock down the station, get off of it, and call in reinforcements.
Tosk: opens the engineering weapons locker with his security codes..
there is a sudden flurry of movement and Lucas is dragged away into the darkness
Pizman: For all we know, they could be on all the ships here as well!
Pizman: Lucas!
Quinn Mallory: runs after Lucas
Quinn Mallory: Dan!
Tosk: turns around cursing
Pizman: Computer: Locate Lieutenant Lucas.
Quinn Mallory: realizes he could never find the creature
Lucas: .screams somewhere far away
Quinn Mallory: curses audibley
Computer: Currently running on reserve power only. Cannot start a new process until the current one is complete
Quinn Mallory: points the disrupter at the dead creature
Pizman: curses under his breath
Quinn Mallory: has an idea
Tosk: look.. I can't shroud with this suit on me.. we need to work as a unit or not at all
Pizman: Quinn, help me remove these power dampeners from the conduits.
Pizman: pulls out two power dampeners
Quinn Mallory: Yah... sure...
Quinn Mallory: starts pulling out power dampeners
Pizman: Quinn, you got something?
Pizman: goes to another panel, pulls out two more
Quinn Mallory: Well... try to follow me on this
Quinn Mallory: We don't know exactly how many creatures there are do we?
Pizman: Okay Quinn. keeps pulling them out
Tosk: pays limited attention to the other 2
Pizman: No, we don't. Two so far, one dead.
Quinn Mallory: Yes... and we don't know where they, or it is either
Pizman: Also true. And the Computer is occupied with MY genius idea...
Quinn Mallory: Exactly...
Pizman: ...so we can't ask IT. We need to get power to the computer.
Quinn Mallory: Now... presuming that these creatures have some logical progress of movement...
Pizman: Which they probably do.
Tosk: we can't assume that
Pizman: I think we can, Tosk.
Quinn Mallory: And why not Tosk?
Pizman: Everything I've seen about them seems to indicate that they are sentient.
Tosk: The way I see it there are 2 ways of thought.. Logical, and instinctive
Quinn Mallory: They aren't neccesarily contradicting
Pizman: Kidnapping a person isn't exactly "instinctive" in my opinion.
Tosk: no, they aren't necessarily driven by instinct 100% of the time I can grant you that, but they are also not entirely logical 100% of the time
Pizman: I think they must want something aboard this station. But what?
Quinn Mallory: Back to my point however
Pizman: listens to Quinn
Quinn Mallory: Presuming that they do travel in a territory of sorts...
Tosk: leans back on a dark panel and listens sceptically
Lucas: groans, and crawls into view
Pizman: is listening to Quinn carefully
Pizman: Lucas! What happened?
Quinn Mallory: I can scan the skin samples of the creature, and find out where it has been, therefore deducing where they reside in the station
Quinn Mallory: rushe to Lucas's side
Pizman: Brilliant, Quinn!
Tosk: 's ears perk up on the normal sounding groan Why Mr Lucas, so nice of you to join us
Quinn Mallory: scans Lucas with his medical tricorder
Pizman: goes back to pulling power dampeners out
Quinn Mallory: You seem fine, minus a few bumps and bruises... what happened?
Pizman: That's all there are here in Engineering.
Lucas: I was captured by the creature, I went unconcious, when I woke up, I followed the sound of your voices.
Pizman: Strange. scans Lucas with his tricorder
Quinn Mallory: Glad you could make it back
Pizman: Strange that the creature did not try to kill you, or even hold you somewhere.
Tosk: well, we can probably find where it is now
Lucas: hmmm
Lucas: It didnt seem interested in me
Quinn Mallory: cuts off one of the dead's creature's feet
Pizman: It's interested in something--or someone--else. Hmmmmmmm...
Pizman: Quinn, what are you looking at?
Quinn Mallory: I'm looking at metal deposits, and different particles in the creature's skin
Pizman: You think they could clue us in?
another screech echoes through the station, followed by a shouting voice... "Why Won't You LEAVE?!?!?"
Lucas: uh oh
Lucas: Who was that?
Quinn Mallory: Yes pizman...
Quinn Mallory: finishes his scans
Tosk: breaks his silence are we done playing scientist yet?
Pizman: What did you find, Quinn?
Quinn Mallory: flashes a quick smile
Quinn Mallory: The creature spent most of his time in Engineering... and on this one deck
Tosk: scowls back
Pizman: But why only this deck?
Quinn Mallory: Obviously there's something on this deck that they want... or want to protect
Drywnekirf: (echoeing through the deck) LEAVE!!!!
Pizman: The translator must be working. to the creature Why?
Drywnekirf: We need the station! It is ours now!
Pizman: What do you want? Why do you need the station?
Tosk: stifles a shout
Drywnekirf: Our world was destroyed, we need a new breeding grounds. You must give us this one.
Pizman: looks at Tosk and Lucas in amazement
Lucas: raises his disruptor
Pizman: Pizman to Commodore Maelwys.
Maelwys: (over the Comm) Maelwys here... what is your situation?
Pizman: Commodore, it seems the situation wasn't as clear-cut as we thought.
Maelwys: (over the Comm) Explain
Pizman: It seems we have an intelligent alien life-form...and it wants our station.
Pizman: It must have been trying to drive us out with the power dampers.
Maelwys: (over the Comm) Then tell it that it can't have my station.
Pizman: They seem a bit too insistent, sir...they would be likely to kill us.
Pizman: Sir, unless we evacuate, or find another solution for them, we are all dead.
Maelwys: (over the Comm) Unacceptable. I'm on my way down now.
Quinn Mallory: May I suggest a compromise...
Pizman: Yes Quinn.
Quinn Mallory: During one of my latest scans of the region... I noticed an inhabitable planet about a light year from here
Pizman: Inhabitable...but inhabitable to them?
Drywnekirf: No planets! We will have this station!
Quinn Mallory: What's wrong with a planet?!
Quinn Mallory: It's a perfectly nice place...
Quinn Mallory: Much like it is here now
Drywnekirf: We want this station. There is no room for negotiation.
Pizman: Why this station, but not the planet?
Maelwys: enters, wearing an enviro-suit (in pristine condition), and carrying a large disruptor rifle over his shoulder
Pizman: Sir, I don't think that rifle will do you much good.
Quinn Mallory: looks at Maelwys
Maelwys: Where is this creature that tries to hold my station hostage?
Quinn Mallory: Sir, with all due respect...
Pizman: We don't know sir.
Quinn Mallory: I don't believe that weapons are the solution to our situation
Pizman: And it may be more than one.
Tosk: wherever the voice is coming from, obviously
Pizman: My tricorder doesn't pick it up.
Maelwys: Creature! This is my station and you cannot have it, so I suggest you stop your futile attempts to take it now
Quinn Mallory: feels a fight brewing
Pizman: Commodore! You'll be the death of us all!
Maelwys: They will not take my station from me while I live.
Quinn Mallory: They don't have to
Pizman: Fine, you die, and then we leave.
Quinn Mallory: I believe that there is room for negotiation
Maelwys: I fought hard to get this station, killed off the old Commodore to take his place, and I will not give it up easily.
Tosk: but why negotiate? this is our station, not theirs
Pizman: Creature! Why will you not accept the planet in place of the station?
Pizman: Tosk, you know that the creature(s) will kill us if we try to fight.
Tosk: that is a possibility, yes
Quinn Mallory: notes that "We were here first" only seems to apply when we were the ones here first
Drywnekirf: The planet is wrong. This station is right.
Pizman: It looks like they have the advantage in this bargain, people.
Pizman: Why is the planet wrong?
Drywnekirf: We will have this station.
Quinn Mallory: moves over toward Pizman
Quinn Mallory: I say we open the airlock...
Maelwys: Persistant little bastards, aren't they?
Tosk: indeed
Pizman: as if that would do any good...
Tosk: hears faint speech nearby..
Pizman: Creature, we must know. Why is the planet wrong?
Quinn Mallory: I'm serious
Pizman: Quinn, we already know that these critters are impervious to vacuum. What good will it do?
Drywnekirf: Because the station is here, and it is better. Therefore we will have the station.
Tosk: looks at Pizman and Quinn what are you two conspiring about?
Quinn Mallory: Yes, that means that they can go find another station, and we won't have to deal with them
Maelwys: has been thinking quietly
Tosk: ehem! glares at Quinn and Pizman
Quinn Mallory: glares quietly at Tosk
Maelwys: Hmm... maybe we can reach an agreement afterall
Tosk: you have an Idea you share it with everyone or no one, understand
Quinn Mallory: And who are you to tell me what to do?
Maelwys: They need the station to live in. And right now we're sorely in need of crew. Perhaps we could find a way to share the station, and make everybody happy?
Tosk: We are in a potentially tactical situation here.. I am the Tactical officer
Tosk: perhaps
Quinn Mallory: And so that would make you... God?
Quinn Mallory: It sounds like a plan to me...
Tosk: no, but I'm sure the Commodore wouldn't want you keeping it to yourselves either
Maelwys: Creature! I think we might be able to negotiate on this. How much room do you need to live? Would the lower decks of the station suffice?
Drywnekirf: We have to see them first. We won't take a vault to our domain.
Maelwys: You appear to have free reign of the station right now anywayz, feel free to go look.
Drywnekirf: We will certainly do so.
Maelwys: gets a happy glint in his eye now at the prospect of having a whole new community of slaves working for him
Drywnekirf: There is barely enough room for a territory. We will take some upper decks as well.
Tosk: sees himself with a lot more work coming from this
Maelwys: grrr..... Yes, you may take a few. But in return you will aid us in the running of the station
Drywnekirf: With what do you need "help"?
Maelwys: Some small group of your population will be at my command at all times, to do station maintanance just as anybody else living here would have to do.
Drywnekirf: silence...
Pizman: Well done, Mael.
Maelwys: Remember that in the alternative case, you would have to do it all by yourselves anywayz if you kicked us off.
Drywnekirf: We agree. But we won't be slaves.
Maelwys: Of course not. You'll just be doing your fair share at keeping the station going. And in return we'll leave you alone the rest of the time.
Pizman: Good job Commodore. You will, of course, help us remove the rest of the energy dampeners?
Drywnekirf: Negotiation ended, we accept this arrangement.
Drywnekirf: We will remove the energy dampeners.
Pizman: Thank y...suddenly vanishes in a flash of light
Maelwys: Okay... anybody have any ideas where he just went?
Tosk: looks toward Pizman and is alarmed as he disappears
Tosk: no Idea, sir
Drywnekirf: Dampers have been removed. We are now moving in our new territory.
Maelwys: Understood
Maelwys: Well then Tosk, find out!
Tosk: ok, sir.. I'm on my way back to the bridge to look over records of disappearance
Maelwys: I think we'll all move to the bridge now, to give them some room to move in.
Maelwys: takes the turbolift there
Drywnekirf: moves in
Tosk: pores through reports.. uses the tricorder readings from Quinn's Tricorder when Pizman disappeared
Tosk: scratches his head... Computer, search recursively for this energy pattern
Tosk: uploads the pattern into the main computer
Maelwys: waits barely patiently for an answer from Tosk
Tosk: notices 2 that are similar
Tosk: Commodore.. I'm no Engineer, but these readings are the same readings that we got when the imposters left the station
Maelwys: So are you suggesting that he might have been one of the imposters? Or what?
Tosk: I'd say Pizman's gone where they went
Tosk: Imposter or not I can't be sure of.. he didn't seem like the others so I'd say he isn't an Imposter
Maelwys: I only wonder how. But, that can be a mystery for another day, we've had our excitement for now. And I've got more than the replacements for him that I need.
and so the station became very interesting from then on, with an unusual colony of reptiles moving in and taking over most of it, and Maelwys continuing his reign