> Wilson re-entered the area where the Nile set. "Hi, guys," she said to the > two > technicians, "Anything new?" > > Lts. Lorg and Harrison looked up from the console at which they were > working. The Tellarite had a smile on his face, or the closest thing that > his > species could manage considering their facial structure. > > "I believe that there is something of interest here," he said as he held up > a small microchip sized item in his large fingers.
Wilson did a great imitation of t'Llhweiir when she raised her eyebrow. "What is it?" she asked as she concentrated on the chip. > The human stepped forward and grabbed the small item and walked toward the > Intelligence officer. "After you left to work on the sensor informaiton, we > decided to do another lookover of the ship. This time, we didn't just look > for damage and such, but for anything that would be considered unusual. > That > is when we found this," he continued as he handed it to her. "It appears to > be some sort of tracer." "Star Fleet issue?" > "I am not really sure. It is made with all technology that could be easily > found on various Federation worlds, though," said Lorg. "Can you tell how long it's been there?" (response) ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ | Randye Jones |) aka Adm. Carrhae t'Llhweiir and Adm. Candance Bedru /| Spacedock Role-Playing Game ( | ) [EMAIL PROTECTED] | Boldly goin' where no musician has gone before! _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://mail.scifi-rpgs.com/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_scifi-rpgs.com
