The Mounties Always Get their Man

Posted on Sun Mar 1st, 2020 @ 5:19am by Captain Bolvar "Highlord" Fordragon & Captain L'Ruan "Shield" Dragon & Commander Vilotanzia "Violet" Bounlutay-Antilles & Lieutenant Commander Aafreen Nayak & Master Chief Petty Officer Goranaar & Chief Warrant Officer Ryi "Taffy" Amlari
Edited on on Sun Mar 1st, 2020 @ 4:21pm

Mission: Mission 33: Losing the Peace
Location: Various Locations - USS Toronto
Timeline: 0800Hrs - June 15th, 2391

Captain Bolvair Fordragon walked onto the bridge, wearing full plate armor, from his boots to his shoulders, he also carried a greatsword with him which by itself had to weigh in at least twenty pounds or so considering its size. "Number, One, situation update please?"

L'Ruan regarded her commanding officer. "Sir... you could have taken the time to change."

"I could have... yes... but the crew apparently likes calling me the 'Highlord' so I figured I would encourage it where possible." Bolvar answered. "Besides, you interrupted my archery training." he added as he sat down in his command chair with a soft thunking sound.

"We have a disabled Romulan shuttle, it appeared on long range sensors about thirty minutes ago and we're about to recover it."

"Ahh... of course." Fordragon turned his head. "Aafreen, talk to me?"

"I have six lifesigns, they seem to be unconscious. "

Fordragon tapped the arm display next to his arm with his armored gauntlet. "Sickbay, this is the bridge, Doctor we're about to recover several casualties from a disabled shuttlecraft. I'll be down shortly to greet our guests."

Commander Violet Bountilay tapped the display before her with a sigh. "Do they think I'm incompetent?" the small woman asked the teenager standing next to her with a bemused look on her face, the teen turned to face her. "Well mom, are you quite small... they could assume you are quite young..."

Violet sighed softly. "Lovely.." she then tapped her combadge. "Yes Highlord. We've been monitoring... we're ready."

Fordragon's voice came back. "Excellent. Proceed at your discretion. Bridge out."

Bounlutay sighed as her son asked. "Why did you call him 'Highlord'?"

"When you see the skipper. you will understand....because... he's not what you would expect."

Suddenly there were six columns of transporter energy as six bodies were all were beamed into the sickbay, the dozen or so medics went to work like a well oiled machine.

Shortly, the doors to sickbay opened and in walked Bolvar Fordragon, still wearing his plate armor. "Doctor, whats up?"

"I was able to revive the Andorian rather quickly but they are all showing signs of abuse and torture. I wanna keep them for awhile in here."

"Consider it done." Fordragon responded. "May I see them?"

"The Andorian Shen is the only one who can really do anything at present... she's awake and is disoriented."

"Thank you." and with that Fordragon made his way over slowly to where the Andorian shen was sitting on he bed. "Hello. I'm Captain Bolvar Fordragon. Commanding Officer of the USS Toronto. An old friend asked me to say hello..."

Taffy barely opened her eyes. "Oh....hello." She struggled to say. "Where am I?" she weakly asked.

"Easy Master Warrant Officer... you've been through a brutal ordeal." Fordragon explained as he gently perched himself at the foot of the bed. "You are aboard a Federation ship and we're treating everyone we recovered. including the Romulan and the two remans..." he turned as he heard one of the Doctors call out. "Move those three to the morgue... They are dead.."

Several orderlies moved in to take care of it.

One of the nurses operating on one of the pilots turned. "Doctor, I got a right mess here..."

Bounlutay went over with her kit. "What the hell happened to this guy..." she commented as she gave him the one over with his recorder. "Someone is trying to screw with us..."

Taffy moaned. "My head. Am I on the Roanoke?" she asked.

Fordragon gently reached out to touch the Andorian. "No. You're aboard the USS Toronto."

Meanwhile Bounlutay narrowed her eyes. "Something's not right with this guy... According to these readings... we'll never revive him..." she let out a sigh. "blast it..."

Taffy opens her eyes wider. She sees a man in archaic plate armor standing over her. "Are you a Star Fleet captain?" She asked.

"I am indeed my lady." he addressed her formally. "I was called out of the holodeck and I never had time to change." he added, by way of explanation. "You're safe aboard this ship..."

"Thank you Captain." Taffy replied. "I still can't remember what happened."

"Don't concern yourself with that right now." Fordragon responded. "Do you need anything...?" he inquired. "Best thing you could use right now is a good nights sleep with guards at the door." he commented as the door opened and in walked a human male. "Hey Highlord. We got this back from the preliminary examination of the shuttle."

"Mmm... clean as a virgin's conscience." Fordragon sighed softly. "Tell Paul and Selene to tear it apart and find me something to work with. Would ya mind?"

"Yeah Highlord, consider it done." and with that Nayak nodded to the Andorian before departing, Fordragon turned back to the Andorian. "Well... you are safe aboard the Toronto." he paused as he considered how to prove it to her.

Taffy was still not very lucid. She noticed the other pilots in sickbay. "Mendoza is my wingman." She stated to no one in particular. "Howe and Trasker are AWAC pilots. What happened?, Was there a fight?" Taffy looking down at the flight suit she is wearing.

"You were captured and abducted by the Romulan's... they led us on quite a merry chase to find you.... and you were dumped out in space in a disabled shuttlecraft... with two remans and a Romulan set of corpses... mmmmm the mysteries keep piling up. But you have been in their tender care for almost three weeks..."

Taffy sat up. Visions of the interior of a Romulan vessel flashed in her head. "I think I remember now." She then had a worried look on her face. "Teval and Hakaya! They were with us!"

"Well, you're in luck as we've already recovered those two. we're still missing two intelligence guys and someone named Aerin Ranval." Fordragon explained. "Are you hungry or thirsty?"

Taffy thought for a moment. "My body feels funny. I don't feel like eating."

Fordragon nodded. "Fair enough... We'll be heading back to rejoin the battlegroup in the next several hours, I want to give my guys time to investigate what we've found."

Taffy nodded. "Thank you Captain."

"If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask alright?" Fordragon responded.

Doctor Bounlutay meanwhile was talking to three of her Doctors. "Alright, all of these guys are going to need a full examination, I wanna know exactly what we're looking at because that guy.." she indicated Trasker while she spoke. "Is never going to wake up... something was done to his brain..."

Two of the Doctors nodded. "Well the lot of them are still unconscious, minus the Andorian."

Just then the door opened and in walked the massive Chief of the Boat who just so happened to be a Gorn. "Hiigghhlord.." the massive being rumbled as he handed a PADD to Fordragon. "Looong range sssscanss are negative for anything oout here excccept ussss." the Gorn turned to Ryi. "Welcoome abooaard." he added.

Taffy struggled to focus on what was happening. Her eyesight wasn't entirely normal and her hearing was sporadic. The only thing that was working normal was her two antenna. "Toshnarr? Is that you?" She asked somewhat weakly.

Goranaar slowly shook his head. "I do not know of thisss... Toshnarr.." he rumbled. "I'm Ssssorry."