Chap 6
I don't own any of these characters or the show, just Kylin Moore and anyone can use her. The rest belongs to Paramount. Last we left off, the crew had encounter a new race the Calverions who are having a civil war. They getting ready to go to the homeworld as soon as the battle dies down but have now received a transmission.
Kylin and Capt. Archer entered the bridge. Hoshi was busy studying the transmission, seeing how the UT did.
"Hoshi, is the UT working," Archer asked.
"I think so, their language is fairly simple, it's a typical biopod speech," she told him. (Keep in mind I'm not a linguist and sorry to any linguists out there that do this for a living), "I running it through matrix now"
The crew held their breath for a moment as the UT ran the language back and forth. For a moment there was nothing but garble and this, "Who are you and where are you from?", came overhead.
Archer answered, "I'm Capt. Jonathon Archer of the Starship Enterprise, we're from a planet called Earth. We just going to contact your vessel."
The voice overhead said, "I am the chief of this vessel. My name is Migua. This ship is R'nao of Calveria."
Archer looked at Kylin. "He's from the ruling class on his homeworld," she told him.
"Capt we getting visional", Hoshi told him.
"On screen," Archer said. The screen appeared. They didn't look that different from the crew. They had pinkish skin and a slight ridge on the forehead. One had to look really close to tell that they weren't human.
"Capt. Archer, I would suggest getting that vessel out of here. We are involved in rebel conflict and they would love any advantage they could get. We can escort you out this sector," Migua told him. The chief was a short man with a bald spot.
"I thank you for your concern, but we can defend ourselves," Archer said, remembering what Travis and Kylin had told them.
"I insist, it would be shame for that nice ship to get dented," the man said with a smirk.
"We're well equipped," Archer told the man, making his standance.
"Very well, Migua of Calveria out," he said, the screen going black.
The crew looked at the captain. Archer thought for a moment and then and went to the incom "Archer to Tucker", he said. Trip had been in Engineering for this.
"Tucker here, sir, what can I do for you?", he asked.
"Please meet me in the Ready room immediately," Archer told him.
"Will do, Tucker out"
"T'Pol, Reed, Kylin you're with me", Archer said, heading to the Ready Room, "Travis you have the bridge."
Within in 5 minutes, Tucker had joined them. "Since you weren't here Trip, I'll let you know," Archer said, "we just had a little run in with Calverions, apparently the ones from the ruling class. They were more then a little eager to help. Kylin I want you to give your report." He passed her the padd she had given him.
Kylin took it and started to speak. "The current government of Calveria was established 500 years ago. This government has never really been stable, its just been held together together by luck and force. Everyone's position is determined by birth. A few occasionly raise throught the ranks through various means. This upper class is about 20% of the population. The rest lives in shanty towns. There have been various insurrections during the government's history. This is the first one that has ever had an effect. The current administration recognize this as a civil war but a mild uprising, that can be quell. This "mild upraising" has been the same for 20 years and both sides are desperate to end it."
"What type of weapons do they have," Reed asked, ever the armory officer.
"Data on this planet is limited," Kylin explained.
"You got all of that on limited data," Trip said, not believing her.
"Most alien ships that go there get involved in some way or another, the Calverions take that and intergate that into their own technologies. Both sides do it, so things are always changing. The data we have was gathered from a Vulcan penal colony," Kylin told him, "The information was taken from 2 Calverions who were trying to steal the Vulcans' tractor beam. In exchange for the information, they were given a reduced sentence."
"No offense to anyone at this table, but the Vulcans' database isn't the most accurate thing around," Trip told her.
"That's true," Kylin conceded, "But I was there when the interagation happened and a lot of Calverion refugees settled by my colony."
"I've read this report," Archer said, "and you have heard it, I still want to visit their homeworld, but I do not want this ship involved in any conflict not related to Earth. Kylin, what do you think is the best approach to this?" Archer asked.
Kylin frowned, she didn't like this idea. Looking at T'Pol, she could tell, that she didn't care for it either. "Its their custom to offer something, I would make a gesture like a literary gift. I would advise not give a gift that would give one side an advantage over the other," she told him.
"Okay, thoughts," Archer said looking at the other members.
"I disagree with this course of accident Captain," T'Pol said, "But I know better. I agree with Dr. Moore, we should not give a gift that would give an advantage."
"Its sounds fine," Tucker said looking Kylin. She smiled and looked down.
Reed nodded. "Okay, its settled, I'll have Travis set in a new course, but I want this ship at peak efficency in case of emergency," Archer said, "Dismiss."
Kylin got up and left with the rest of the crew. Archer gave the order and the ship went to warp. She did not have a good feeling about this, but for better or worse, she was a part of this crew and it was her job to make sure that the social issues of this visit went well. With that in mind, Kylin went to her study and went to work studying social customs. She also talked to Travis to get his experience with the Calverions. Kylin was so engrossed with her work, that she didn't know anyone was in her doorway.
She was startled when she heard a knock. "Hey Moore don't you ever eat," Trip called out.
"Didn't your mother ever teach, not to sneak up on people," Kylin told him, realizing that this was the third time in less then two days that she had been caught off guard.
He grinned sheepishly, "Sorry I can't help, but you're about to miss lunch," Trip told her.
Kylin checked the chronometer by her desk, he was right it was 1300 (1 pm for you non military people). "Geez, you're right." She said getting up.
"C'mom, you need to eat, let me keep you company," Trip told her, taking her hand.
"Thanks, but I don't want to keep you," Kylin said.
"Don't worry about, the nice thing about being the chief engineer, is that you can move your schedule around," Trip said looking boyish again.
They went to the mess hall and sat at the same table they been at the night before. "So what else have you found about these people," Trip asked.
"Not to much, I'm afraid," she said, taking a sip of soup.
"You don't look too happy about this," Trip noted.
"That's because I'm not", she said.
"How come," he asked raising an eyebrow, "The captain is a smart man."
"I know, but being a diplomat is 40% people skill, 30% knowledge and 30% instinct. When I saw those people today, my gut feeling was not very good and I think the captain is a little nervous, but that stays between you and me," Kylin told him
"Being an engineer is like that, 40% instict, 30% knowledge and 30 % people skill, but don't tell T'Pol that," Trip said smiling, warming her in way that had little to do with food in her.
"Anyway, how are things in Engineering," Kylin asked, changing the subject.
"They're good, but I'm going to kill Malcolm", Trip said, a furrow deepening in his brow.
"Why is that," Kylin asked.
"He wants to reroute more power to the weapons systems. Its not going to help much. I had time to analyze the readings from their battle last night. They used type of weapon that changes frequencies and they have shields to match. Speed is going to the weapon we have it things get dirty," Trip told her. Neither one had realized it but they were both holding hands when Trip had been talking. It didn't occur to either one until they realized they were dropping out of warp.
"We better get to the bridge," Kylin said quietly getting up. Trip nodded and they got up. When they left entered the bridge, the planet was onscreen. It looked similar to Earth. It had 4 oceans and 5 land masses.
Deceptive beauty, Kylin thought.
Kylin walked to Hoshi, "Any attempts to hail us?" she asked. Hoshi shook her head.
Archer walked to the bridge. "Hoshi, put out a hail-", he didn't get a chance to finish his sentence, because the blinker on Hoshi's station went, "Open a channel"
"We getting both visional and audio", she told him.
"Onscreen" Archer answered.
Group of people were both them, Migua was with them. "Good day, Capt. Archer, Chief Migua told us to expect you," a woman said, "I am Joa"
Sorry I have to bed, I passing out. Hope not too much dribble here!!
I don't own any of these characters or the show, just Kylin Moore and anyone can use her. The rest belongs to Paramount. Last we left off, the crew had encounter a new race the Calverions who are having a civil war. They getting ready to go to the homeworld as soon as the battle dies down but have now received a transmission.
Kylin and Capt. Archer entered the bridge. Hoshi was busy studying the transmission, seeing how the UT did.
"Hoshi, is the UT working," Archer asked.
"I think so, their language is fairly simple, it's a typical biopod speech," she told him. (Keep in mind I'm not a linguist and sorry to any linguists out there that do this for a living), "I running it through matrix now"
The crew held their breath for a moment as the UT ran the language back and forth. For a moment there was nothing but garble and this, "Who are you and where are you from?", came overhead.
Archer answered, "I'm Capt. Jonathon Archer of the Starship Enterprise, we're from a planet called Earth. We just going to contact your vessel."
The voice overhead said, "I am the chief of this vessel. My name is Migua. This ship is R'nao of Calveria."
Archer looked at Kylin. "He's from the ruling class on his homeworld," she told him.
"Capt we getting visional", Hoshi told him.
"On screen," Archer said. The screen appeared. They didn't look that different from the crew. They had pinkish skin and a slight ridge on the forehead. One had to look really close to tell that they weren't human.
"Capt. Archer, I would suggest getting that vessel out of here. We are involved in rebel conflict and they would love any advantage they could get. We can escort you out this sector," Migua told him. The chief was a short man with a bald spot.
"I thank you for your concern, but we can defend ourselves," Archer said, remembering what Travis and Kylin had told them.
"I insist, it would be shame for that nice ship to get dented," the man said with a smirk.
"We're well equipped," Archer told the man, making his standance.
"Very well, Migua of Calveria out," he said, the screen going black.
The crew looked at the captain. Archer thought for a moment and then and went to the incom "Archer to Tucker", he said. Trip had been in Engineering for this.
"Tucker here, sir, what can I do for you?", he asked.
"Please meet me in the Ready room immediately," Archer told him.
"Will do, Tucker out"
"T'Pol, Reed, Kylin you're with me", Archer said, heading to the Ready Room, "Travis you have the bridge."
Within in 5 minutes, Tucker had joined them. "Since you weren't here Trip, I'll let you know," Archer said, "we just had a little run in with Calverions, apparently the ones from the ruling class. They were more then a little eager to help. Kylin I want you to give your report." He passed her the padd she had given him.
Kylin took it and started to speak. "The current government of Calveria was established 500 years ago. This government has never really been stable, its just been held together together by luck and force. Everyone's position is determined by birth. A few occasionly raise throught the ranks through various means. This upper class is about 20% of the population. The rest lives in shanty towns. There have been various insurrections during the government's history. This is the first one that has ever had an effect. The current administration recognize this as a civil war but a mild uprising, that can be quell. This "mild upraising" has been the same for 20 years and both sides are desperate to end it."
"What type of weapons do they have," Reed asked, ever the armory officer.
"Data on this planet is limited," Kylin explained.
"You got all of that on limited data," Trip said, not believing her.
"Most alien ships that go there get involved in some way or another, the Calverions take that and intergate that into their own technologies. Both sides do it, so things are always changing. The data we have was gathered from a Vulcan penal colony," Kylin told him, "The information was taken from 2 Calverions who were trying to steal the Vulcans' tractor beam. In exchange for the information, they were given a reduced sentence."
"No offense to anyone at this table, but the Vulcans' database isn't the most accurate thing around," Trip told her.
"That's true," Kylin conceded, "But I was there when the interagation happened and a lot of Calverion refugees settled by my colony."
"I've read this report," Archer said, "and you have heard it, I still want to visit their homeworld, but I do not want this ship involved in any conflict not related to Earth. Kylin, what do you think is the best approach to this?" Archer asked.
Kylin frowned, she didn't like this idea. Looking at T'Pol, she could tell, that she didn't care for it either. "Its their custom to offer something, I would make a gesture like a literary gift. I would advise not give a gift that would give one side an advantage over the other," she told him.
"Okay, thoughts," Archer said looking at the other members.
"I disagree with this course of accident Captain," T'Pol said, "But I know better. I agree with Dr. Moore, we should not give a gift that would give an advantage."
"Its sounds fine," Tucker said looking Kylin. She smiled and looked down.
Reed nodded. "Okay, its settled, I'll have Travis set in a new course, but I want this ship at peak efficency in case of emergency," Archer said, "Dismiss."
Kylin got up and left with the rest of the crew. Archer gave the order and the ship went to warp. She did not have a good feeling about this, but for better or worse, she was a part of this crew and it was her job to make sure that the social issues of this visit went well. With that in mind, Kylin went to her study and went to work studying social customs. She also talked to Travis to get his experience with the Calverions. Kylin was so engrossed with her work, that she didn't know anyone was in her doorway.
She was startled when she heard a knock. "Hey Moore don't you ever eat," Trip called out.
"Didn't your mother ever teach, not to sneak up on people," Kylin told him, realizing that this was the third time in less then two days that she had been caught off guard.
He grinned sheepishly, "Sorry I can't help, but you're about to miss lunch," Trip told her.
Kylin checked the chronometer by her desk, he was right it was 1300 (1 pm for you non military people). "Geez, you're right." She said getting up.
"C'mom, you need to eat, let me keep you company," Trip told her, taking her hand.
"Thanks, but I don't want to keep you," Kylin said.
"Don't worry about, the nice thing about being the chief engineer, is that you can move your schedule around," Trip said looking boyish again.
They went to the mess hall and sat at the same table they been at the night before. "So what else have you found about these people," Trip asked.
"Not to much, I'm afraid," she said, taking a sip of soup.
"You don't look too happy about this," Trip noted.
"That's because I'm not", she said.
"How come," he asked raising an eyebrow, "The captain is a smart man."
"I know, but being a diplomat is 40% people skill, 30% knowledge and 30% instinct. When I saw those people today, my gut feeling was not very good and I think the captain is a little nervous, but that stays between you and me," Kylin told him
"Being an engineer is like that, 40% instict, 30% knowledge and 30 % people skill, but don't tell T'Pol that," Trip said smiling, warming her in way that had little to do with food in her.
"Anyway, how are things in Engineering," Kylin asked, changing the subject.
"They're good, but I'm going to kill Malcolm", Trip said, a furrow deepening in his brow.
"Why is that," Kylin asked.
"He wants to reroute more power to the weapons systems. Its not going to help much. I had time to analyze the readings from their battle last night. They used type of weapon that changes frequencies and they have shields to match. Speed is going to the weapon we have it things get dirty," Trip told her. Neither one had realized it but they were both holding hands when Trip had been talking. It didn't occur to either one until they realized they were dropping out of warp.
"We better get to the bridge," Kylin said quietly getting up. Trip nodded and they got up. When they left entered the bridge, the planet was onscreen. It looked similar to Earth. It had 4 oceans and 5 land masses.
Deceptive beauty, Kylin thought.
Kylin walked to Hoshi, "Any attempts to hail us?" she asked. Hoshi shook her head.
Archer walked to the bridge. "Hoshi, put out a hail-", he didn't get a chance to finish his sentence, because the blinker on Hoshi's station went, "Open a channel"
"We getting both visional and audio", she told him.
"Onscreen" Archer answered.
Group of people were both them, Migua was with them. "Good day, Capt. Archer, Chief Migua told us to expect you," a woman said, "I am Joa"
Sorry I have to bed, I passing out. Hope not too much dribble here!!