Subject: Grail: "Unexplored Spaces"- Replacements (Brinn)
> Should Mr. DeMontigny commit another such act, he
> will be required to sit in on a hearing, overseen by the First
> Officer.
<<OOC to whoever wrote the above: I love you.
OOC to Fran:
hehehehehehehehehehheheheheheheheheheheheehehehehehehehehehhe
OOC to John and John.... er.... Cpt Terrakian and 1Lt J'hon: Sorry!
I'll start posting now..... <G> >>
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Athalya Anne watched as the Marines left the funeral and then made her
exit. Sighing inwardly, she realized that bringing around some new
Marines would be nesscary. "Brinn to Miranda...." Athalya Anne paused,
temporarily forgetting that the computer didn't go entierly by first
names *Oh, duh.*. Shaking her head, Athalya Anne tacked on, "St.
Claire."
"St Claire here. Go ahead."
"Please meet me in the cryostasis chamber."
"Roger will-co!" Athalya Anne smiled. Miranda's high spirits were
contagious.
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"Sir, 1Lt J'hon Roak reporting for duty, sir!" A Bajoran man yelled.
"Sir, Pvt Pamala Lee reporting for duty, sir!" A blonde bombshell joined
in.
"At ease." Athalya Anne nodded. "I'm LMaj Athalya Anne Brinn, and this
is your new home. You have been called up to replace your predeccssors in
leading the Omega Company," She gestured to J'hon, "and to shoot the bad
guys." Athalya Anne gestured to Pvt Lee, who stiffled a grin. "In this
case the bad guys are the Romulans. We have contracted a deadly virus
from our last skirmish with the Rommies. Medical suspects that the cure
may lie within Romulan antibodies. The Marines will be needed to procure
a healthy Rommie or two. You may wish to assemble the Marines and
introduce yourselvs, but that is not advisable as we are under a GQ
order." Athalya Anne was merely spouting off whatever she could think
of. Currently comming to an end of her spiel, she took a deep breath.
"The computer will guide you to your quarters. If there aren't any
questions, you're dismissed."
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Athalya Anne waited as for the TL. *Sheeesh. Someone must all ready be
in there.* She was right. The TL doors opened, revealing a small figure
she quickly identified as Kyp Firespray. Athalya Anne gasped. He had a
phazer wound. *What the hell?* She wondered as her pulse sped up. She
kneeled next to him. "Emergency beam out to Sickbay!" The two were
engufed in a wave of blue light.
The next thing she knew, medical personell were hovering around Kyp, who
was now on a bio bed. Someone was pushing her back and away from Kyp.
"Will he..." Athalya Anne asked, afraid to talk for some reason.
"Yes, he'll be fine." The tech reassured her. But he didn't know that.
Athalya Anne merely stared at him as though he were a rock. "But..." She
countered.
The tech was pushing a non resisting Athalya Anne away from the bio bed.
She merely watched as blue uniforms hovered over Kyp. "He'll be fine."
The tech reiterated.
"Ok..." Athalya Anne stood from a discreet distance. She was to
emotional numb to feel anything.
"Major, there's nothing you can do."
"Ok..." She said again, looking past the tech. He gave up. Experience
told him that she would leave of her own violition or not at all. Athalya
Anne bit her bottom lip, walking in a wide circle looking for the best
view. "We have a pulse!" One of the blue uniforms shouted. Athalya Anne
smiled like a fool and sat down.
LMaj Athalya Anne Brinn