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