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"For, although common Snarks do no manner of harm... Yet, I feel it
my duty to say, Some are Boojums--," a female voice said through the
ansible. The transmission was a bit staticky.
"Say again, Elite Three. I didn't quite catch it?"
"Never mind, Elite One. Approaching the coordinates now."
A pair of the ungainly Banshee fighters screamed along one of the
two singularities that were strung along the central axis of the
second chamber. The two small craft slowed as the approached what
had been designated the "south" wall... the wall with two portals
leading to what was believed to be Xanadu's third chamber. A few
minutes before, one of the portals had opened for a few seconds,
then closed. Nothing had been seen passing through, but all four of
the Elite pilots agreed that the invisible ship that had been
shadowing them had either left the second chamber... or another like
it had arrived. Elites Three and Four had been sent to investigate
as quickly as possible, in case some trace of the phantom ship
became evident.
Soshra, the Andorian pilot of Elite Three, whose callsign was
alternatively "Ten" or "Borg" (depending on who you asked) was in
the lead.
"You're in a whimsical mood today, Borg," Tanner Kile called from
Elite Four. Tanner's callsign was "Slap." He matched Borg move for
move, staying only five or six meters off her right wing-tip.
"I don't like fighting ghosts," Borg said, adjusting the sensor
readings her fighter was getting off the south wall. This close to
the wall, the sensor reflections were causing a feedback that
further clouded the display, making it all but useless.
Fortunately, EM radiation-based sensors worked, which meant that
laser ranging kept her fighter well clear of the barrier. Slap
followed Borg as she adjusted course to parallel the south wall.
"Elite One, sensors intermittent. No target, repeat, no target.
Telemetry on burst 183."
"Yes, we have it, Ten. Continue your sweep along the south wall,"
Swassanra, the Caitian flight lead of the Elites ordered, then
paused. A moment later, she added a second order. "Elite Three,
Flag has requested a close recon of the singularity generators.
Confirm."
"Elite Three confirms," Borg said. "Slap, break formation and
investigate," the Andorian ordered, continuing her own patrol of the
south wall portals. Tanner clicked his microphone twice in
acknowledgement, then swung his fighter up and away from the other
Banshee, ghosting along the south wall toward the axis. The axis
wasn't far at all, and within 15 seconds, Kile's Banshee had swung
over one of the singularities and flew between them.
About two kilometers separated the two singularities. This close,
the dense formations generated graviton fields. Paradoxically
however, the fields repulsed anything that approached instead of
attracting it. Slap had to make almost continuous course
corrections as first one singularity, then the other, attempted to
repel his fighter away. He eventually found an axis of neutrality
between the two singularities and flew his fighter along it. Slap
glanced at his hull temperature and radiation readings -- both were
high, but not dangerously so -- before spinning his fighter on two
axes and heading back toward the south wall.
Rising from the south wall were two crystalline towers. Each more
than four kilometers high, both sparkled in the light from the
singularities, rivaling the ice geode in the first chamber for their
beauty. Kile took advantage of the zero gravity on the spin axis to
slow his fighter to only a few dozen meters per second to examine
the towers more closely. His sensors were no less clouded than
Borg's but the towers appeared to be flawless crystals, revealing
no imperfections, no moving parts... no technology at all that he
could see. Slap then turned his attention to the south wall between
the singularities.
There, a spinning vortex of yellow-white energy made the south wall
impossible to see between the singularities. The two singularities
didn't touch -- they were too far from each other -- but the
convergence of the formations into (and through?) the south wall
apparently produced the vortex. As Kile's Banshee approached,
sensors became more and more erratic. One sensor reported that the
south wall underneath the vortex was made of neutronium before it
failed completely.
The Banshee slowly approached the vortex; Kile was fascinated by the
beauty of the spinning vortex of energy. Borg asked him to repeat
his last transmission, and only then did Slap realize he'd expressed
his opinion aloud. Between the two distractions, he didn't see the
tendril reach out to catch his fighter until it was too late.
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Defenders Task Group 85.3, "Whitestone" Staff:
Commanding, TG 85.3: RADM Tebrun Lora Kor (Jester)
S-1, Group Adjutant: Cmdr. Sieven Drexler (Brad)
S-2, Group Intelligence: LCdr. Kariasa Ma'Aru (Kari)
S-3, Group Logistics: Cmdr. Savant (Savant)
U.S.S. Coronado Crew Roster:
Commanding Officer: Capt. William Daren (Daren)
Executive Officer: Cmdr. Darek Smith (Aggie)
Marine Commandant: Col. Jeremy Ironside (Fraser)
Raptors Squadron Leader: Lt. Colonel Thomas Wayne (Masters)
Chief Tactical Officer: LCdr. Kyle Marcy (Marcy)
Assistant Tactical: Ens. Tamarith (Tamarith)
Chief Flight Operations: Cdt. Maiko D'Rall (Farrell)
Chief Science Officer: LCdr. Isamu Dyson (Isamu)
Assistant Science: Ens. Veyla Anari (Vaath)
Company Commander: Maj. Jacob Prescot (Shadow-FjP)
Flight Leader: 2Lt. Mikhail Petkovic (Archyyt)
Chief Engineer: Cmdr. Zunite Oswald (Sonya)
Assistant Engineer: LCdr. Jack C. Farley (CCC)
Assistant Engineer: Lt. Aramis Skylooker (LewisSharp)
Chief Medical Officer: Lt. (JG) Jason Vogel (Thompson)
Assistant Medical: Lt. Lauren Dyson (Natty)
Civilian Liaison: S'buuth (rev)
On Extended Leave of Absence:
None!
Positions Available:
Flight Leader: (---)
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Jester
Rear Admiral Tebrun Lora Kor
Commanding, Defenders Task Group 85.3, "Whitestone"
embarked on U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901
http://www.jestertrek.com/coro2400/