--- Lisa Arsineau <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
> "We have some cargo to off load. Other than that we > are in the clear. > > > Please contact Dr. D'amondra and let her know that > the package is for her. > We have someone aboard who is going to help her with > it." > > > "Will do, Lieutenant," replied Brad, who immediately > sent a message to the > good doctor. > > A message came back from Dr. D'amondra's assistant. > Dr. D'amondra was in an > exam at the moment, but to have the cargo sent to > the Sickbay Shipping and > Receiving room, as per standard procedure. She > would attend to it when she > had a free moment. The assistant - a young, cute > spitfire of a human with > elfish brown hair and eyes that had cut through a > swath of Starfleet > midshipmen already - pertly attached a copy of the > standard procedures to > the return message, as if Docking wouldn't know... > > Brad smiled when he received the procedures manual. > He prepared up the > order for transfer and included the document with it > and transferred it on > to customs. They were really going to love that. > > Aravis closed the line and set the thrusters to > allow them to land at the > designated area. Once they were down, she turned to > the rest of the > passenger. "It would seem we are home." > \Knucklebiter sounded positive for the first time they had ever truly heard him, saying "I can't wait to see that crusty biss of mine." > > As the ship floated through the Sol System, Gabe sat > at one of the work > stations at the back of the ship. He was going over > the scans that he and > Dr. Ingolsdottir had taken earlier. "Computer, are > there any entries in the > Federation xenobiology database that match the > readings taken on the > subject?" > > "Working," replied the rich voice of the computer. > "The subject appears to > be a member of the Letrosian race." > > Gabe was not familiar with that species, which sort > of surprised him. He > considered himself fairly knowledgable about the > major sentient species of > the Alpha Quadrant. "Please bring up a summary of > information about the > Letrosians." > > "The Letrosians are a species that were identified > by the USS James Cook > about 130 years ago. In early Earth history, they > visited Terra through a > number of cairns that were interstellar transits of > some sort. They played > a major role in many of Celtic mythology in the > roll of fairies. The > females of the species have wings that are clearly > visible, while the wings > of the male seem to have atrophied through > evolution. By the time that the > Cook arrived in their home system, the culture > seemed to have turned in on > itself with a matriarchal society being its primary > form of government." > > Gabe's eyebrow lifted slightly as the mystery > seemed to be goign deeper > rather than being solved. "What is the current > relationship between the > Letrosians and the Federation?" > > "Shortly after meeting with the Cook, the Letrosian > government opted to > continue to remain blockaded off from the rest of > the galaxy. They did send > a representative to speak with the Federation, but > it did not lead to > membership or an alliance with the Letrosians." > > "Did the Letrosians close of contact with those > outside their system due to > military or political concerns?" > > "The reason for Letrosian isolation has never been > officially defined. Many > have proposed that the isolation was self-imposed by > the government. The > leader of the Letrosians was resistant to outside > influence at the time of > contact with the Cook. It was believed that the > Empress simply just ended > up such conflict to avoid exposure to political and > social corruption by > outsiders." > > That might explain why Gabe was a bit unfamiliar > with the Letrosians. They > were not really in circulation. That just added a > bit to the mystery of why > this woman was being held in cryo in a facility so > close to Earth. He felt > the thrusters kick in and realized they were > landing. It was time to > disembark. They were going to have to look into > things once he got to his > new lab on the station. > It's not wether you are paranoid, but wether you are paranoid enough." "Lord?, I did not go to Evil Laurel School for seven years to be called 'Lord'!" It's all fun and games till someone loses an eye, then it becomes an Art/Sci project... You think I'm a tough Master? Mine was disappointed when I ONLY got 2nd degree burns... __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Tired of spam? Yahoo! Mail has the best spam protection around http://mail.yahoo.com _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [email protected] http://mail.starbase1.org/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_starbase1.org
