From aressindel@hotmail.com Sun Jun 28 00:43:16 1998 Date: Thu, 18 Jun 1998 11:24:32 -0600 From: Mark Palumbo To: USS CONSTELLATION NCC-1017-F Subject: [INDIGO] USS CONSTELLATION Thoughts USS CONSTELLATION NCC-1017-F OFFICIAL E-mail BEGIN TRANSMISSION Stardate: 100618.1330 EST FMD:7.1650 Ares sat at the NAV console, monitoring the navigation systems that were held at her figure tips. The Constellation was now at a full stop due the their recent rendezvous with the USS JOHN PAUL JONES. Bochu had been dispatch to the other vessel and it was only a matter of time before he return with their new orders. Commander Kraltz sat in the captain's chair under strict orders not to releive command over to Bertoli. Ares was rather amuse by the Vulcan's request, but she also pondered which of the two, Kraltz or Bertoli, were the lesser of two evils. Sindel was become restless sitting in what she called the "hot seat" because all of her actions could be monitor by the commanding officers. Under normal circumstances this didn't bother her, but when you had the Klingon from Hell breathing down your neck, the situation felt a whole lot different. The bridge crew, consisting of Ares, Kraltz, Shall, Soft-tail to Ennien and several others stared at the view screen at the carefully arranged vessels of was now called CruDiv7. Ares gave a heavy sigh as she pondered the thoughts of the Constellation going to war. The fleet was already making hardy depend of her ships. When Bertoli first came on board he order Ares and Kzar to initate simulations exercise to help prepare them for the coming battle. Sindel didn't find it to difficult working with the Kzin, after all she enjoyed the company of warriors, but she still had certain prejudges toward feliniods, that sometimes got in the way. She may have over reacted to some of Kzar's actions in the holo-deck, but when the simulation of the Constellation was virtually destroy and the Dalriadian military stated boarding the ship, that when Ares Sindel was out of there. Then some Vulacn from the Promethus came on board and demanded that a portion of her piloting staff as well as shuttles be released, it a certain amount of control for Ares not to literally blow up in Sovak(?) face. FMD 7.2035 Hours past on the bridge rather uneventfully, when the turbo-lift door swooshed open to reveil Captain Paraskevopoulos, Commander Bochu and automatic wheel-chair rolling behind them. Alarms were sounding loudly from the chair. Upon reaching the CONN, and dismissing Kraltz, the Klingon made her way toward the chair and with on solid punch render the chair inoperable. The entire bridge crew seem to give a sigh of relief, but not as much as the Parrot or Bochu. "Thank you, Commander" Demis said happily and took the space normally reserved for the counselor. "No problem, sir!" as Kraltz seat herself next to Ares at the OPS station. Bucho, now at the CONN gave the Order, "Ensign Ares, set a course for SB OMEGA, maxium warp." "Aye, sir" fingering her panel, the plot was laid, and the Constellation jutted back towards Omega. <> 7.1650 Ares flash backs Mark 7.2035 Course laid for Omega Mark Hey All, Just a quick, to tell you all that, yes, Mark is still alive. Chris, welcome aboard!!!:) Respectfully Submitted, Mark Palumbo Ens Ares Sindel NAV, USS Constellation, Indigo Fleet "You're on your way to being normal -- although I'm not sure how normal applies to a species who suppress all their emotions" -- The Doctor(The Meld) Check out my homepage at: http://www.geocities.com/Area51/3568 ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com This message sent by an official crew member of the USS CONSTELLATION Are you also posting your messages to the newsgroup?!!! END TRANSMISSION