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=June 2009=
==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: And Then It All Went To Hell==
==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: And Then It All Went To Hell==
===by [[Mansur_Brian|Mansur, Brian]]===
===by [[Mansur_Brian|Mansur, Brian]]===
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SD 2260.168
SD 2260.168


Klingon Commodore Kareth took a minute to appreciate the magnificent view
Klingon Commodore Koreth took a minute to appreciate the magnificent view
outside his shore office's window. He beheld the empire's newest B-10
outside his shore office's window. He beheld the empire's newest B-10
Dreadnaught, the BLOOD OATH. Its gleaming greenish grey hull shown brilliantly
Dreadnaught, the BLOOD OATH. Its gleaming greenish grey hull shown brilliantly
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mission in less than forty hours.
mission in less than forty hours.


Wholly satisfied with his view, Kareth didn't even bother to turn when his aide,
Wholly satisfied with his view, Koreth didn't even bother to turn when his aide,
Captain Par'rick, entered the office.
Captain Par'rick, entered the office.


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Chancellor has given us the order to launch."
Chancellor has given us the order to launch."


Kareth allowed the side of his mouth to creep upward. He griped at the hilt of
Koreth allowed the side of his mouth to creep upward. He gripped at the hilt of
his d'k tahg in anticipation. "Are the Federation forces sending what we had
his d'k tahg in anticipation. "Are the Federation forces sending what we had
hoped for?"
hoped for?"
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be in the area sometime in the next few months."
be in the area sometime in the next few months."


Now Kareth was smiling. The promise of battle called out to his blood. "Do we
Now Koreth was smiling. The promise of battle called out to his blood. "Do we
have the name of the ship yet?"
have the name of the ship yet?"


"Not as yet. We may not get the name until after the operation has begun."
"Not as yet. We may not get the name until after the operation has begun."


Kareth was in too good a mood now, so he merely shrugged. "A minor ingredient.
Koreth was in too good a mood now, so he merely shrugged. "A minor ingredient.
The dish will hardly be lacking for it."
The dish will hardly be lacking for it."


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FO/NAV, USS HOOD
FO/NAV, USS HOOD
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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: "Cleanup in Aisle Everywhere"==
==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: "Cleanup in Aisle Everywhere"==
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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Big Damn Drill - Red vs Gold!==
==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Big Damn Drill - Red vs Gold! - JP==
===by [[Belin_Daniel|Belin, Daniel]]; [[Apple_Steve|Apple, Steve]]; [[Mansur_Brian|Mansur, Brian]]===
===by [[Belin_Daniel|Belin, Daniel]]; [[Apple_Steve|Apple, Steve]]; [[Mansur_Brian|Mansur, Brian]]===
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Corbett put his left boot on the chair next to him. The Security Chief raised
Corbett put his left boot on the chair next to him. The Security Chief raised
an eyebrow. “You might like this,” Corbett said, pulling up his trouser leg
an eyebrow. "You might like this," Corbett said, pulling up his trouser leg
and slipping his revolver from its ankle holster. Gingerly, he handed it to
and slipping his revolver from its ankle holster. Gingerly, he handed it to
DeSimms. "This sar is a .38 Colt Cobra. It has been the backup gun for every
DeSimms. "This sar is a .38 Colt Cobra. It has been the backup gun for every
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Merrick smiled and waved him off. "Speaking of a mess." He hit the comm,
Merrick smiled and waved him off. "Speaking of a mess." He hit the comm,
"ARr’Rhiana Hemux, cue your mass casualties." Then to Corbett he said, "Go
"ARr'Rhiana Hemux, cue your mass casualties." Then to Corbett he said, "Go
have fun doc."
have fun doc."


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USS HOOD NCC-1703
USS HOOD NCC-1703
ASR: ORIGINS
ASR: ORIGINS
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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Remember The Alamo==
===by [[Apple_Steve|Apple, Steve]]===
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SD: 2260.179
MD: 1.1627
[Snip from Corbett's Post: Scalpels are a Doctors Best Friend]
"What the hell are you doing down here doc." One of the men asked as
Corbett slid down next to them.
"Doing something stupid to be sure," Corbett said then asked. "Who's
in charge here?"
"Me, Chief Kowlaczyk unless you want the job."
"Absolutely not sar, being a figure of authority goes against my
ethics. I'm now your new field medic."
"That's good cause your team got its ticket punched awhile ago by the
Captain."
"Well then I would say revenge is in order."
[End Snip]
Scene: J-Deck Corridor Intersection, USS HOOD
"I'm not sure about revenge doc I'd settle for not getting killed."
Kowlaczyk said frowning. "We got an EPS fire still burning out of
control and we're exchanging fire with Klingons who outnumber us
2 to 1.
"I take it you're a glass half empty type of fella, Chief." Corbett
said smiling. "However I am in agreement with the not getting killed
part."
"All we need to do is hold these guys for a few more minutes until
security arrives." Kowlaczyk said.
"Ah yes, Mr. DeSimms and the Calvary" Corbett said standing.
"Where are you going?" Kowlaczyk asked
"To check out the corridor behind us. Corbett answered. "If I hadn't
spotted our sneaky little Ensign earlier y'all would have been dead by
now."
"Fine, just make sure you don't get killed in the processes." Kowlaczyk
said.
"Don't worry sar I'm diametrically opposed to death, especially my own."
Corbett said hugging the wall as he moved down the corridor.
Corbett crouched at the first intersection directly behind them and took
a quick glance around the corner. There were at least four maybe five
Gold Shirts taking up positions and moving toward him.
He could shout out a warning to Kowlaczyk, but that might spring their
trap, he thought. Turing his head he saw that the Engineers were still
engaged in a forward shooting match with the Captain.
He knew he couldn't take them all out, but maybe he could slow them
down. Quickly he fished in his medkit for the hand scanner and tube
reader. It took him a minute to make the minor adjustments to the
equipment and a spray of sealant to glue them together.
Corbett heard the Captains voice shout the word "Now" through one of the
rear attacker's communicators. He knew it was time to act and threw the
makeshift device around the corner.
The whine of the scanner mimicked a sonic grenade and also served to
increase the intensity of the lights from the tube reader, which played
off the corridor walls.
"Remember the Alamo" Corbett screamed as he jumped around the corner and
into the attackers, holding a phaser in one hand and a hypospray in the
other. He immediately scored a phaser hit on one of the Gold shirts.
There was momentary confusion and he was able to reach out and snag
another with the hypospray before he saw four more Gold shirts take aim.
It was over for him as his sensor started chirping and the attackers blew
past him to make short work of the defending Engineers. With a sigh he
started walking back toward the turbo lift.
Respectfully Submitted,
Steve Apple
Dr. Stile Corbett
CMO
USS HOOD NCC-1703
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