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==[ORIGINS] 6th/12th Fleet: The Year Ahead== | ==[ORIGINS] 6th/12th Fleet: The Year Ahead== | ||
===by Andy Catterick & Alton | ===by Andy Catterick & Alton Reich=== | ||
SD: 2262.001, 0908 hours - Starbase 12 - RADM T'lar's Office | SD: 2262.001, 0908 hours - Starbase 12 - RADM T'lar's Office | ||
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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Meeting the Neighbour== | |||
===by Andy Catterick=== | |||
SD: 2262.017 | |||
Scene: Derelict Base | |||
“Captain.” | |||
Jack looked over to Sean and then followed his glance. Off at the perimeter Gene Lowl was making hand gestures. “Something coming this way, take up defensive positions.” He ordered as he and the rest of the group ducked behind what little cover they could find. | |||
“What’s he signalling now?” Merrick asked a few seconds later as he grasped his unworking phaser. | |||
“Looks like ‘yellow alert’.” Jack answered as he watched Lowl repeat his hand signals three more times before he suddenly turned his attention back to whatever it was that had caused the commotion. | |||
“What the frak does that mean?” Sean demanded. | |||
“I imagine we’re about to find out.” All eyes of the landing party were on the opening pathway ahead and what was in all likelihood a scant 30 seconds seemed much longer before some movement was finally seen. | |||
Jack had seen images of Gorn on many occasions and while the one that was slowly heading towards him looked exactly like those images he found it was not what he had expected. It looked like a cross between a lizard and a dinosaur with large lifeless eyes. It was still almost 100 meteres away and he could hear what he assumed was the beings breathing. It appeard to be over 200 centimeters and at least 200 kilograms. But even from this distance he could see there was little if any fat. If he was to describe it with one word it would have to be solid. It looked like a walking mass of muscle. Its gait was slow but fluid and its head swayed from side to side. It appeared to be unarmed save for a knife clipped to its belt on one side and some sort of device that appeared to be a tricorder on its other. | |||
“There’s Gene again.” Merrick said breaking in to Jack’s thoughts. They both watched as the security officer signalled the group. “Looks like he is the only one.” | |||
“Coming to talk?” Jack asked aloud just as the Gorn came to a halt. All was quiet, save for the raspy breathing, as the HOOD officers simply stared. | |||
“I’ll go.” Merrick said. | |||
Jack put a hand on his executive officer’s arm and shook his head. “No, I’ll go. They’ve got to pay me for something.” He slowly rose from his hiding place and noted that the Gorn had instantly focused its attention on him. Its head had snapped around with a speed that Jack had been surpised to see. He looked down at Sean. “If anything happens,” He paused, given the situation there weren’t many options to choose from. ”Do what you can.” | |||
respectfully, | |||
Andy | |||
CAPT Jack Steele | |||
CO, USS HOOD NCC 1703 | |||
STARFLEET: ORIGINS | |||