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/ŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻ 

 He knew he wasn't awake.  This was medically-induced
 unconsciousness.  Therefore, his experience was a dream.

 In the dream, he was in the Fourth Chamber.  A large prefabricated,
 standardized Federation shelter was behind him, settled into the
 Fourth Chamber turf, tucked amongst a small copse of Aspen trees.  A
 kilometer-long optronic cable stretched from the shelter into the
 distance, and without being able to see it, he knew at the end of
 that cable as an ansible transmitter, linking the shelter to M64. 
 In front of the shelter were a pair of outdoor lounges.

 In the dream, he was talking to Belar.  The two of them were sitting
 in those two lounge chairs.  And that was impossible, because Belar
 had been dead for a hundred and fifty years.

 "You're dying, Tebrun," Belar was telling him, leaning back in his
 lounge.  "I can tell, because I've died a couple of times myself,
 just the way you are."

 "What do you mean?" he asked.  The lounge was incredibly
 uncomfortable, and he shifted, trying to find a way to relax.

 "Kor's connection to you is lost, though your connection to Kor is
 not," Belar said.  "You can hear me, but Kor cannot hear you.  Kor
 is worried about you, but I'm not.  It happens to all of us, sooner
 or later."

 He turned to look at Belar, examining his face closely.  "Kor sent
 you," he said.

 "Yep," Belar said.  "Trying to make contact with you in a different
 way.   Seems to have worked, too."

 "So why send you?"

 Belar shrugged, looking perfectly comfortable in his lounge.  "Kor
 knows you don't like me.  Best chance of getting through to you...
 waking you up... getting you angry."  Belar turned, peering at him. 
 "Getting angry is good for you, you know.  It's a survival
 mechanism."  He settled back into his lounge.  "And Heaven knows you
 could use one.  Not that it's going to make any difference in the
 end."

 He tried to settle into the lounge comfortably again, then finally
 gave up, standing up.  He looked down at Belar in the other lounge. 
 He chose to ignore the man's attempt to goad him; he certainly
 didn't feel himself.  And why was he in the Fourth Chamber?  Why
 wasn't he on Coronado?  "So... Kor sent you," he asked.  "Why?"

 Belar looked up at him and smirked.  "You need our help, Tebrun. 
 Kor wants you to initiate a Zhian'tara," Belar said.  "He thinks
 that making a connection to your former hosts will reestablish your
 connection to Kor."  Belar shrugged again.  "I personally think it's
 time for another host... but do what you want."  Belar stood and
 gave him one of the man's characteristic smirks.  "You will let us
 know what you decide, I hope."

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 ŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻŻ 

 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:   Cmdr. Kyle Marcy          (Marcy)
    S-3, Group Logistics:      Cmdr. Savant              (Savant)
    Commanding, M64 Ground:    Brig. Jeremy Ironside     (Fraser)

 U.S.S. Coronado Crew Roster:
    Commanding Officer:        Capt. William Daren       (Chris)
    Executive Officer:         Cmdr. Velorna Tal         (Aggie)
    Chief of Operations:       Cmdr. Olme Tlaloco        (rev)
    Chief Flight Operations:   Lt. Maiko D'Rall          (Farrell)
    Command Yeoman:            PO/1 Zachery Prentiss     (Prill)
    Battalion Commander:       Maj. Jacob Prescot        (Prescot)
    Chief Tactical Officer:    Lt. Thirishar ch'Thane    (Alffred)
    Watch Tactical Officer:    Lt. Ariana Marist         (Dolin)
    Watch Tactical Officer:    Ens. Derek Canterbury     (Spuzzum)
    Chief Engineer:            Cmdr. Jack C. Farley      (CCC)
    Assistant Engineer:        LCdr. Aramis Skylooker    (LewisSharp)
    Chief Science Officer:     Lt. Anna Brooks           (Kari)
    Chief Medical Officer:     Cmdr. Alec Reed           (McC)
    Assistant Medical:         LCdr. Lauren Dyson        (Natty)

 On Extended Leave of Absence:
    None!

 Positions Available:
    Marine Flight Leader:                                (---)
    Assistant Engineer:                                  (---)

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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/