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[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Unofficial Tour

by Andy Catterick

Jack walked the corridor a happy man. He had spent the previous evening and part of the morning contacting the families of the crewmembers who had given their lives to repel the Klingon boarders. It was the hardest thing he had ever had to do and what made it even worse was he knew that one day he would have to do it again. Once he had completed that duty and finding he couldn’t just sit in his cabin he had begun an unofficial tour of the ship. It hadn’t been anything more then an opportunity to stretch his legs while he pretending to review departmental readiness.

As the captain that had dragged his people into a nasty fight that had left their feollow crewman dead had expected a cold reception. One which he fully deserved. But instead he saw a growing sense of team and pride in themselves and the ship and most surprisingly, their captain. Yes, they had been successful against the Klingons but if he had been better at his job they wouldn’t be missing 13 people. But the crew just didn’t seem to see it that way. It had culminated when he found his way into one of the lower deck Messes just as breakfast was concluding. Their had been a pause as the crewman and NCOs wondering why an officer and the captain himself had invaded their refuge. But it had been a brief one and then someone shoved a cup of coffee into his hand and someone else invited him to join his table.

He had spent hours there chatting with the rotating crewman about the ship and their jobs but mostly about life. Why they had joined Starfleet was a popular topic as well as mutual acquaintances. Jack had met a number of crewman who had crossed paths with on previous commands. IF there was a way to reenergize himself this was certainly it and he vowed on the spot that he would not be one of those commanding officers who felt there had to be a ‘professional distance’ between captain and crew.

So now as HOOD sailed out towards the frontier ready to explore the unknown she was a happy ship. The crew was meshing together, they had faced a test and over come it and the confidence they had in themselves, the ship and even their captain was growing. With no crisis ahead, at least none specific, he cold enjoy his new command for the first time.

Pausing at the junction he decided to head for the Officer’s Mess to see who was about.

<<<NRPG>>> Just some minor CD.

Respectfully,

Andy

CAPT Jack Steele

CO, USS HOOD NCC 1703

ASR ORIGINS

[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Transfers

by Andy Catterick

SD: 2260.246

Scene: Captain Steele's Cabin

"Steele here." Jack said as he jabbed the white comm button with his thumb in response to the page.

[Merrick here captain. We've just received a transmission from USS VALIANT.]

"Pipe it down here Sean."

[On its way. Bridge out.]

Once the computer had finished decrypting it Jack dropped into his desk chair and called up the transmission. "Damn." He said before reading it through a second time in case he had missed anything. Little chance of that he thought to himself, the orders were fairly terse and as was usually the case, without explanation. He hit the comm button again. "Bridge."

[Bridge here.] Commander Merrick replied instantly. No doubt he was curious about the communique.

"Commander lay in an intercept course for VALIANT best speed. I'll meet you and Mr. Ventura in Conference One in five minutes. Steele out."

Scene: Conference Room One

When the captain arrived he found Sean and Chance already seated. "Whats our ETA Commander?"

"We'll rendezvous with VALIANT in 6 hours 32 minutes. Problem sir?"

"Just some Starfleet bureacracy at work I'm afraid." He took his seat and looked at his helm officer. "It seems Mr. Ventura that you've been transfered."

"Transferred captain?" The young officer asked confused. "I don't understand."

"Nor do I. My orders are to rendezvous with USS VALIANT where we will take on one Lieutenant Li Chen who will assume the role of Chief Helmsman. As for you Mr. Ventura you will transfer to VALIANT where you will presumably receive your new orders." Jack paused for a moment then leaned forward. "You didn't put through a transfer request without me knowing did you Chance?"

"No sir. I'm surprised as you are. I have no desire to leave HOOD."

"And I have no desire to lose you but it seems Starfleet's desires trump our own." Jack Stood and the Chance and Sean followed suit. "Very well. Consider yourself off duty as of now. You can gather your belongings and say your goodbyes. We'll meet in the transporter room once we make the rendezvous point.

Scene: Transporter Room

The VALIANT is signaling they're ready for transport." Chief Gillis announced.

Jack looked up at the pad where Chance stood with his duffell. "Good luck Mr. Ventura."

"You too sir."

"Energize." Steele ordered.

Seconds later Li Chen stepped down off the pad. "Permission to come aboard."

"Permission granted. I'm Captain Jack Steele, welcome aboard lieutenant."

"Thank you sir. I'm glad to be here."

"My first officer Commander Merrick." Steele gestured to Sean. "Commander I'll leave the lieutenant in your capable hands. In the meantime I'll head back to the bridge and get us back on course."

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Alan: POst when ever you're ready. Chen's journey here or after the the arrival...whatever works for you. Send to the HOOD yahoo group at uss-hood@yahoogroups.com and to the ASR group at starfleet-rpg@yahoogroups.com In the subject line please use [ORIGINS]USS HOOD: POST TITLE

All; Please join me in welcoming our new Helm officer Lieutenant Li Chen played by Alan Tang. Alan has 7 years playing in a variety of Sims so I'm glad to have such an experienced player join our team!

Respectfully

Andy

CAPT Jack Steele

CO, USS HOOD NCC 1703

ASR ORIGINS

[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Always Wear a Bio-suit

by Steve Apple and Brian V. Mansur

SD: 2260.245

Scene: Archeological Dig, Colony Velorum 4

The obsidian pyramid reached an impressive 150 meters into the sky. Its long black flanks forged from the blood of the planet made for a truly awesome sight to the Federation Archeological Team. Everyone on the dig sensed that it was an invaluable gateway to understanding the Ancients who had once inhabited Volorum 4.

The fidgety chief archeologist for the colony, Barton Fisk, was pacing furiously. He desperately wanted to get inside that structure as soon as possible. It helped little that he intellectually understood the necessity for the dig crew to certify the site as safe. After several nerve racking minutes, the lead excavator finally walked out of horizontal hole they had dug.

“Dr. Fisk," the crew chief said with a broad smile, "We’ve reinforced the outer structure of the tunnel, but thought it only appropriate that you break the seal.”

Beside Barton, a sweet feminine voice exclaimed, “Oh Bart, it’s just like being Howard Carter at the Tomb of King Tut.”

“Much better than that Alicia," Bart replied as he made his way into the mine-like entrance. "Carter only unearthed a human pharaoh. Today I'm opening up a whole new alien culture.”

He took the laser hammer from the crew chief. With assistance from the chief, Fisk chiseled through the final centimeters of rock. As he broke through, air gushed out causing all near to the breach to catch their breaths and back into the rough stone that made up the sides of the pyramid's outer seal.

When the wind had died down, the unsettled excavation chief looked over at Fisk. “I wasn’t expecting that to happen.”

“Never mind that." Fisk coughed. "What I didn’t expect was that the air smelled fresh. It should be foul after being locked away for so many millennia.”

“I don’t know about that doc.” The chief said. “It smelled to me like the air on the colony ship: stale and recycled.”

Fisk ignored the comment and tossed a glow stick into the chamber, lighting it. What he could see through the whole was amazing.

“What’s it look like inside Bart?” Alicia whispered excitedly while trying to push her way past the excavation crew.

Fisk gasped, “It’s amazing! Opulence like nothing I’ve ever seen before! The tombs of the pharaohs ... there ... there is no comparison!” In awe, he stepped back so that excavators could open the rest of the passageway.

Fisk of course made sure that he was the first to enter the tomb. As he stepped across the threshold, the chamber illuminated on its own.

Scene: CMO’s Office, USS HOOD

Corbett sat in his office with Sean Merrick. Between them were two bottles of tequila, one empty and the other slightly less than half full. Both men were leaning back in their chairs, feet propped on the desk, puffing leisurely away on two authentic Cuban cigars.

“I tell you what Sean. That Lt. Yarith, when not in panic mode mind you, is quite the passionate woman.” Corbett said blowing out a smoke ring.

Merrick looked askance at his drinking buddy. “It seemed to me that she hated you.”

“There is a fine line between love and hate sar, but in all truth I think she dug my hat.”

“Stile please tell me you didn’t wear that while you…”

“Sar a gentleman does not speak of such things.” Corbett answered sternly.

“So where does that leave you.” a sarcastic voice said as the door to Corbett’s office swished open.

“Ah, Captain Jack. It is always a pleasure to entertain our CO.” Corbett said not missing a beat.

“Jack” Sean said with a nod.

“I see you two are comfortable.” Steele said smiling with a slight nod toward the bottles.

“Where are my manners,” Corbett said handing the bottle to Steele. “I am sure the burden of command has left you parched.”

Steele took a healthy swig of tequila, coughed once, and then said. “I’m glad you’re both here. We just received an automated distress call from the colony on Velorum 4. They have a medical emergency.”

“Did they say what the nature of that emergency is?” Corbett asked sobering a bit.

“It seems several members of the colony including their doctor have died of a previously unknown disease.” Steele answered then took another pull from the bottle. “The problem is that their message was bizarre.”

“Do you think it’s a hoax, maybe a distraction tactic from the Klingons?” Merrick asked.

“I don’t think so Sean. The message was very strange to say the least. The Comm. Tech sounded like he could barely talk, but he did manage to get out that the doctor was trying to reach someone named Hutchinson just before he died. Make any sense to you doc?” Steele asked.

“Unfortunately no, can you have that message sent down here?” Corbett asked as he pushed his hat to the back of his head.

Steele went to activate the comm. unit on Corbett’s desk, but thought better about it and hit the audio only button instead. He didn’t want any junior officers to see these two half drunk and smoking cigars. “Steele to Bridge.”

[Ensign Baxter here sir.] The Communications Officer on duty said.

“Relay that distress call down to Dr. Corbett’s office. Steele out.”

Steele waited a moment until the yellow button on the desk unit began to flash then pushed the button to start the playback.

“This is Velorum,” A man’s voice said, then paused as if in thought. “Velorum 4,” after another pause he continued. “Our doctor says we have a medical emergency. Wait that’s not right our doctor died yesterday didn’t he.” This time the pause was a little longer than before “I think we need help. People here have caught a bug and have died. Our doctor is searching for, what was his name ... Hutchinson, yes that was it. Gil, no I think it was Gilford Hutchinson.”

Corbett pressed the stop button then turned to Steele. “It only came across an audio message?” He asked.

“Seems strange since they’re only 3 days away at warp 5, but then again these colonies are not always outfitted with the best working systems.” Steele answered.

“Didn’t his voice seem a bit odd?” Merrick asked. “It was almost as if he had to think about where he was.”

“I agree, if I didn’t know there was an age limit for colonists I’d say he was suffering from an advanced form of dementia.” Corbett said.

“Any idea who this Gil Hutchinson is? Is he another doctor?” Steele asked.

“I don’t know,” Corbett replied. “But that name sounds familiar. I just can’t place from where.”

“Well you got 3 days to think about it.” Steele said then took another swig and headed toward the door. “Don’t get too drunk and for God sakes don’t let the junior officers or enlisted see you.”

“Aye sir,” they slurred in unison as the door swished closed.

NRPG: I know this is a repost, but Brian and I had some e-mail issues and this was the one that should have gotten posted. We apologize for any confusion, or inconvenience this caused. Brian did a great job making it come alive and his input is always awesome.

Respectfully Submitted,

Steve Apple

Stile Corbett, MD

CMO, USS HOOD NCC-1703

ASR ORIGINS

Brian V. Mansur

LCDR Sean Merrick

FO, USS HOOD NCC-1703

ASR ORIGINS

[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Names from the Past (JP)

by Daniel Belin and Andy Catterick

SD: 2260.247

MD: 1.2300

Scene: DeSimm's Quarters

DeSimms was bored out of his mind, not that he didn't expect to be bored. He had been confined to quarters enough times to know about the sheer boredom. Corbett had already been by to talk to him about controlling his anger. He waited, for what he did not know. Suddenly, salvation arrived through the door chime and DeSimms joyfully said, "Enter."

Captain Steele came in and sat down at DeSimms desk. Before saying anything, he took a look around. Every manner of antique weapon seemed to have a place on the wall. He wished that he’d made more of a point at collecting things through his career. His cabin looked decidedly bare when compared to his security chief and he found with a grin that it actually bothered him. "How many of these work, DeSimms?" Jack asked, gesturing towards the artifacts.

"The Colt Python and the Kalashnikov are the only ones that really work, and I just ran out of ammo for both of them," said DeSimms. He smelled the Captain's breath and detected faint traces of alcohol on it. He said, "Sir is there anything you want?"

"Yes. We've received a distress call from from an archeological site on Velorum IV. There’s been some sort of incident, and we're being sent to investigate. I’ve forwarded a copy of the transmission to all department heads so you should be able to pull it up. I imagine by now our diligent science officer has appended the little information we have on Velorum IV to the distress call. In the distress signal, the man mentioned someone named Hutchinson, Gilford Hutchinson. In fact, he was frantic about trying to reach Hutchinson. I did a quick review of the computer banks and while there were dozens of G. Hutchinson’s none jumped out as having anything in common with the dig. I have the computer looking to see if anyone on the dig has any sort of relationship with any of the Hutchinson’s listed. It could be nothing but Velorum is still three days away and I’d like to have as much information as possible before we get there.”

"So you want me to dig up this Hutchinson guy? The name sounds familiar, but there’s a lot of Hutchinsons out there. I'll see what I can do."

"Excellent. If you find anything let me know."

DeSimms looked at Steele. Before the captain departed, DeSimms asked, "One for the road, sir?" Out of nowhere, DeSimms produced two shot glasses and a bottle of clear liquid.

Steele looked at them and said, "How did you sneak your booze on?" Does everyone on this ship drink?

"Tricks of the trade, my dear Captain. If the Doctor can sneak aboard a case of tequila, a former Special Warfare Unit member can sneak aboard just about anything."

"Well, it couldn't hurt," said Steele, taking one of the glasses filled with liquid. He drank it and remarked, "This is vodka, isn't it?"

"Yep, the only good kind, Russian vodka," said DeSimms, draining his glass.

Steele said his goodbyes and left the room. DeSimms poured himself another shot, and turned on the computer console. He said, "Computer, tie-in to central Starfleet Computer."

Two Hours Later

The captain walked into the room. He saw that the bottle of vodka had a considerable amount gone. He looked at DeSimms and asked, "What have you got, Lieutenant?"

"It turns out I do know Hutchinson, sir. He served in SWU with me, and I don't know why. He was a brilliant doctor, should have been at Starfleet Medical or something. He transferred out about the same time I did."

"Go on," said Steele, "Where is he now?"

"Unknown sir. The description for his current assignment is 'Starfleet Medical' and we are told to contact Admiral Forward for more information," DeSimms turned on the monitor and continued, "This means hes probably doing some sort of secretive work, maybe with Intelligence or R&D."

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Forgot to add in my last post that the Helm transfer took place before we received the distress call…not a big deal…just some minor continuity. ;-)

A joint post from

Daniel Belin

John DeSimms

SEC OFFICER

USS HOOD, NCC 1703

and

Andy Catterick

CAPT Jack Steele

CO, USS HOOD, NCC 1703

ASR ORIGNS

[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: I Swear its True

by Andy Catterick

SD: 2260.247

MD: 2.0630

Scene: Captain’s Quarters

Jack rolled over and groaned. Apparently tequila and vodka didn’t mix. Or at least didn’t mix as well as they used to when he was younger. Swinging his feet around he dragged himself out of bed and headed for the sonic shower. It was tempting to head down to the gym and indulge in a real shower with real hot water but the thought was too embarrassing. The gym would be busy and he didn’t want the crew to see their commanding officer hung over. Likewise he had no plans to head down to sickbay to have the doctor alleviate the pain. It was a matter of pride. Besides it wasn’t that bad, certainly Sean and Stile had to be feeling worse.

The shower over he pulled on his uniform. Heading out into the corridor he turned for the officer’s mess. Some breakfast and coffee would do the trick.

“I’m telling you my buddy’s on the ship and he saw it.” An excited young ensign was telling his table mate as Steele walked in.

“Let me get this straight this creature can change itself into anyone and it eats salt. Sucks it right of your body?” He asked incredulously.

“My buddy saw it.” The ensign answered. “Its got these long hands, paws, I don’t know what’d you call them. Anyway they’re covered in these things that look like suction cups. They suck the salt right out of you and you’re dead.”

“Rogers you are so gullible its sad.” His table mate said as he shook his head.

“My buddy wouldn’t lie.”

“Well I’ll tell you one thing, if we run into one of those things it can suck my phaser.”

Jack tried his best not to spill his coffee as he chuckled at the response. The even funnier thing was he’d seen the report and new the ensign’s story was more or less true. He shuddered at the thought as he took a seat at a table with the Chief Engineer. “Morning.”

“Good morning captain. A pleasant sleep?”

“Pleasant enough.” Jack lied. “How’s things in engineering?”

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Scott: Tag

Respectfully,

Andy Catterick

CAPT Jack Steele

CO, USS HOOD NCC 1703

ASR ORIGINS.

USS HOOD: older then old...

by David Martens

SD: 2260.247 MD: 2.1430

Scene: USS HOOD, Ready Room

Hemux nodded to the rest of the Senior Officers gathered. It had been more then a day since they had received the distress call from Velorum IV and she had done some research on the colony ands the Velorum system. She had asked the Captain for a meeting to share her findings withg the rest of the officers.

She gave them a big smile "Thank you for comming. AS you all know we have received a distress call from the colony on Velorum IV. Since this is not a typical star system I wanted to share our knowledge with the rest of you."

The room turned dark and a tri - D hologram showed up in the centre of the table, it showed a star system from a distance. In the centre a big star was shining nearly blue - white, around it circled no less then 16 planets.

"This is the Velorum system, it's a binary system, this means a star system consisting of two stars orbiting around their common center of mass. The brighter star is called the primary and the other is known as the companion or secondary star."

The image zoomed in on the binary stars in the centre "Alpha Velorum is the biggest and brightest star, it is a type B star, a sub - giant. Beta Velorum is the companion star and a type F star. This also implicates that the system's radiation levels are much higher then those in the Earths Solar system. For the helm and the safety of the crew it means we should keep a great distance between the ship and the sun." She waved her hand to the doctor "I am sure the doctor can give us more details on the risks for our health and the precautions we should take."

(tag Steve)

Hemux zommed out again to show the whole star system. "Velorum has 16 planets, the three closest to the sun are gas giants and inhabitable, then we have Velorum IV, a earthlike planet, meaning it consist mostly of rubble and stones, has an atmosphere and contains water. And then again we have two more gas giants to hot for life."

"Wait a minute." One of the officer interupted her "I am not a scientist, but if there are five gas giants on a row, all to hot for life and then suddenly in the middle, there is a earthlike planet, thne something is not right."

She smiled and have him a smile "That's a perfect conclusion, a kiss from the teacher, that would be me, and a drink after this meeting! Indeed, under any normal situation this is impossible. Hemux too a PADD and read "...the first conclusion in our investigation is that this is an artificial planet, created by unknown means and with unknown technology..."

That was the conclusion of the first deep space exploration team that discovered Velorum IV. Later expeditions found the remnants and ruins of a highly sophisticated civilisation. Initial it was placed no less then 150,000 years ago, but closer and more detailed research has placed this even near the 200,000 years old."

Murmurs and rumours spread across the room "Are you serious ? You mean they lived two hundred millennia ago?"

Again ARr'Rhiana nodded "no, the ruins where that old, traces of the civilisation showed that it had been there at least 50,000 years, blooming and thriving. Then all the sudden it ended, disappeared. No traces of violence, no bombs, no signs of war or an attack from an unknown race. It seemed as if civilisation ended and stopped from one day on the other."

Hemux projected a planet "This is Velorum IV. The red dot near the equator is the colony. Star fleet decided to set up a permanent colony to investigate Velorum IV and the star system. That colony was there for almost two years and doing permanent archeological digs and excavations. Everything seemed normal, they reported regularly, there where numerous objects they found and tried to classify and so on."

A image of a huge pyramid was shown and she pointed to it "This is what I think causes the problem: the last confirmed report before the distress call was that they had found an unusual object : a 400 feet high pyramid shaped building, floating a few feet above the floor. No traces of any energy field, anti -grav units or engines that kept it floating... The head of the archeological team, Dr Barton Fisk, reported they where going to penetrate what seemed to be the entrance and gain access to the pyramid. And the rest, well I guess we all know the rest..."

ARr'Rhiana turned of the projection and turned on the lights again. "That is what I could dig up in the archives and files from Star Fleet. Some parts of of the Velorum files are classified and sealed to Alpha - level security only. Any questions ?" she said and sat down again on her chair.

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Hi All,

Some information about the Velorum system and adding some things to the storyline.

Respectfully,

David Martens

Lt ARr'Rhiana Hemux CSciO , USS HOOD NCC 1703

ASR ORIGINS