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       / || \         UCIP Starfleet Command, Fourth Fleet
      /  ||  \             U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901
   .-/   ||   \-.      Commander Tebrun Lora, Commanding
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   .-_-. || .-_-.              Simulation Teaser
   .-_  \||/  _-.             -[ SD  239909.20 ]-

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 Coronado's Arboretum was small, even for a ship of frigate size.  Spanning
 a mere two decks near the upper aft spine, the space was only about 650
 square meters, and boasted only two trees of significant size, both aspens.
 Still, the facility was a source of comfort to the ship's crew, and was
 often occupied by one or more visitors.  Several of the crew spent their
 off-duty time here tending the flower garden or looking after the well-being
 of the larger plants.

 Still, the Arboretum was aboard a starship, and that by itself made it both
 an important facility, and a fragile one.  When Lt. Commander Tal caught up
 with the Captain, he was examining one of the aspens at close range.

 When the Killer machines had attacked Coro with their neutronium needles,
 the ship had escaped damage from the larger ones but had been struck by
 several of the smaller ones.  Fortunately, damage had been light... but it
 had not been non-existent.  Tal could see what Lora was looking at: the
 trunk of one of the aspens had a two centimeter hole drilled neatly through
 it at an odd angle.

 One of the smaller needles had sliced through the ship's spine, passing
 through the transparent aluminum windows to the Arboretum, through the
 aspen, and down into the body of the ship itself.  Tal shuddered -- while
 thankfully nobody had died in that particular attack, eleven members of the
 crew had been injured when the smaller needles passed through their bodies
 like perfect bullets.  One repair technician was the new owner of an
 artificial heart, thanks to the loss of his real one to the needles.

 "Hello Exec," Lora said without turning around.

 "Captain," Tal replied.

 For a couple of minutes, neither of them spoke.  Lora continued to examine
 the tree, glance at the window that had been replaced and the dirt and
 plants at the tree's base that had been inspected for damage and then moved
 back into place.  Tal merely stood stock still and looked uncomfortable.

 Finally, somewhat amused, Lora broke the silence.  "What's on your mind,
 Velorna.  It's been a long time since I've been orbited so effectively."

 Tal swallowed.  "Captain, the crew is... concerned.  They don't see a lot
 of point to this mission."  The XO's words came out in a rush.  "We don't
 seem to be learning anything important or accomplishing anything.  That,
 combined with the fact that the ship is still damaged..."

 "...means that the crew is concerned about my fitness to command," Lora
 finished for her.  Tal nodded slowly.  Lora smiled slightly.  "I'd be a fool
 if I didn't feel it, Exec, but what we're doing here IS important."

 The Captain stepped away from the tree.  "Even if the Zadarians weren't an
 important consideration, we've got to learn all we can about the Killers
 now, while we know about them but they don't know about us."

 "After all," Lora finished quietly, "I'm old enough to remember how we
 first encountered the Borg..."

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\ End Simulation Teaser                                                      |
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Crew Roster:
	Commanding Officer:           Cmdr. Tebrun Lora         (Jester)
	Executive Officer:            LCdr. Velorna Tal         (Ol Army)
	Marine Commandant:            LMaj. Jeremy Ironside     (Fraser)
	Chief Tactical:               Lt. Sieven Drexler        (Garstini)
	Assistant Tactical:           Ens. Timothy Bruce        (Phoenix)
	Chief Flight Operations:      Lt. (JG) Fornan Dejat     (Ryan)
	Chief Engineer:               Lt. Jarod Bentall         (Alffred)
	Assistant Engineer:           Ens. Titan                (Eric)
	Chief Science:                Lt. Traqzis Trq           (Nephy)
	Assistant Science:            Cdt. Zunite Oswald        (Sonya)
	Bartender:                    Dalton                    (Heiwa)

Positions Available:
	Company Commander Alfa:       Available                 ()
	Squadron Leader:              Available                 ()
	Chief Medical:                Available                 ()

On Leave of Absense:
        Command Liaison Interface:    Savant                    (Mouse)

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Ross Glenn aka Jester
Commander Tebrun Lora, U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901
http://www.ussrenegade.com/coro2400/