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6th Fleet
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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Challenges And Opportunities==
===by Lena Rose===
2262.045
Kiska wondered if she were still not infect by the virus. Before the tricorder
had died, it had read that she was still virus free, even though everyone else
was infected. She didn't worry about it at the time as she assumed in a matter
of time she would be infected like everyone else and so she helped the doc
during his studying and testing of the virus by getting things he needed as any
good nurse would.
The rest of the time she was busy checking the crews vitals as best she could
from time to time, keeping a record as best she could with what she had on hand,
what the planet provided. She had heard stories as a child that her Yup'ik
family many generations ago, before technology, had survived on the land and
nothing more. She made reports to the doc every so often to keep him updated.
While the doc was working on the new cure, she returned to help with the Gorn so
that she could compare records. At first Kiska had been like a fish out of
water. But she never back down from a challenge and she also wanted the
opportunity to learn more about the Gorn.
The Gorn were not very trusting at first with her presence and her being allowed
to probe them physically. There had even been a couple that refused to allow her
to touch them.
To Be Continued
Respectfully Submitted,
Lena Rose
LTjg. Kiska Saxman
Nurse
USS HOOD NCC-1703
==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: We're Going In==
===by Andy Catterick===
SD: 2262.44
Scene: Merchant Vessel
“Sir we found something.”
“Is it something nasty looking with long sharp teeth?”  Nguyen answered numbly as he stared down at the remains of what he assumed had once been Hober Antilles.
“Teeth sir?”  The security trooper asked.
Nguyen gave himself a mental shake and looked up.  “Report.”
“We’ve found no one aboard the ship sir.”  The red shirt replied trying to see what it was that had gotten his superior so spooked.  “But we did find a large hole cut into the outer hull, it looks like it leads into another vessel sir.”
“You didn’t enter it did you Sims?”  Nguyen asked hoping the mild panic he felt was evident in his voice.
If it was the trooper chose not to let on.  “No sir.  We’ve secured the area and did a sweep with our tricorder.  No lifesigns but we think there is another hole cut into *that* ship.  That one leads into the station.  We could rescue the landing party!”
Nguyen nodded.  “Did the tricorder reveal information on where that ship came from.”
“No sir.”  The trooper shook his head wondering why the boss wasn’t happy with the prospect of rescuing the captain.  They’d be heros.  “I’m afraid I couldn’t identify the type of craft lieutenant.”  Not really my specialty his tone of voice added.  “And no sign of this ship’s master either.”
“He’s right here.”  Nguyen answered grimly as he stepped aside to allow him a better view.  He flipped open his communicator.  “Nguyen to HOOD.”  Pause.  “Nguyen to HOOD.”  He looked back to Sims.  “Try yours.”
“Dead sir.”
“Great.”  Nguyen muttered.  With loss of communication and a shredded body the safe bet was to head back to HOOD.  On the other hand the landing party could be in danger from what ever had ripped up the merchant skipper and he could offer them a way out.  But what if he led his team, and himself into the clutches of whatever did this.  “Sims.  Pick one of your team brief him on this and have him head back to HOOD to report to Commander Gar.  The rest of us are going in the station.”
Respectfully,
Andy
CAPT Jack Steele
CO, USS HOOD NCC 1709
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