Subject: The Great Brightness: Travelling

OOC - Sorry about the attachment folks, I was in a hurry at the time.

Promise I won't do it again. Now, how about rescuing me before I have to

ask Q to save me again! :P

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T'Nek continues to look around in wonder. The ship, so badly damaged,

suddenly perfect again. There is no possible way that it could have been

fixed. Then again, how long had he been out ?

"Computer, for how long was I unconscious?"

<You were unconscious for 37 minutes>

"Computer, are you sure?"

<Affirmative>

"Computer, how was the ship repaired in such a short time ?"

<Unknown>

"Computer, was there anyone else on this ship while I was unconscious?"

<Unable to comply. That information no longer exists>

The plot thickens. Someone had obviously saved him, but not wished to be

known. The words of the Seven came to him "To cheat fate is to triumph over

life itself, but it comes at a cost". How true. Offering a silent prayer to

both the Seven and the unknown people who saved him T'Nek orders the

computer on course. "Computer, plot a course to Alterion Prime, maximum

warp."

<Unable to comply, Alterion Prime does not exist>

"Damn it, it's not entered into the computer. Computer, plot a course to

Alterion Prime at co-ordinates 115,222,143,EaB,11e"

<Unable to comply, co-ordinates are not of a standard type>

"Bloody hell. Computer come about to heading 142 mark 3. Warp 8."

<Affirmative>

Relieved, T'Nek sits down at the console. "Computer, open Captains Log"

<affirmative>

"This is Ambassador T'Nek Destazio of the Torillion empire. I have escaped

Kerestia after many years working as a slave 'fixer'. My two friends and

allies were killed, and gave their life to help me escape. I am now

plotting a course back to Alterion Prime in hope of re-establishing contact

to my mother planet. If you are reading this it means something has

happened to me on-route and I am most probably dead. Heed this: Kerestia is

alive, barely. It is imperative that a Torillion task-force is sent their

AT ONCE to help them, as the planet will not last much longer. Furthermore,

the ones known as "Lords" are not to be trusted, as they tried to kill me

themselves. Please, I beg of you. Save Kerestia. End log"

<affirmative>

"Computer, give me a long range scan"

<Unable to comply. There is too much interference>

"This just isn't my day."

Ambassador T'Nek Destazio