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Old April 12 2011, 08:47 PM   #46
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Great chapter! A little kinky but a great read!
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Old April 12 2011, 11:15 PM   #47
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Very good chapter! I was having flashbacks to my days at Benning. Polly was right by the way, it is impressive to watch someone puke without breaking stride, messy, but impressive.
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Old April 13 2011, 01:13 PM   #48
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Thanks for your input!

For what it's worth, I've worked out why this is much harder and slower work than 'Broken Bow'. For my first story, I had a pretty good idea how it would all progress and it was just a question of writing it all out. As I did so I would sometimes get ideas for extra bits, or find some elements needed explaining (such as Mayweather and Locke's attitudes). This slowed the writing process down, but (hopefully) meant the final piece was more polished.

With this story though I had a much less detailed concept of how the story would progress. I know what is happening and when, but I'm not so sure as to how to get there. As such I'm relying more upon moments of inspiration to fill in the gaps.

For example, this chapter was inspired by two programmes I saw recently. One a documentary about the USMC and the selection process for Recon. The other an episode of 'Dirty Sanchez' (think a British 'Jackass' only much, much worse) where the lads had to face a Royal Marine training course.

Together those got me thinking of some sort of endurance run by the Pathfinders, and I went from there. Fortunately I was able to tie it in to the main story, so it's not (entirely) filler.
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Old April 21 2011, 11:47 PM   #49
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Just a short piece this time.


The surface of Galador III. October 25th, 2151.

"I'm beginning to think you fancy Doctor Locke." Hoshi Sato said with a smirk.

Lying on the camp bed, Autumn James half lifted herself on her elbows. "Fancy Doctor Locke...are you crazy?" Despite her incredulous tone her voice was quiet, ragged.

"Well, think about it. I've only known you a little while, and this is the third time you've required serious medical aide. I reckon you're engineering these situations so you can spend some quality time with him."

James dropped back and stared up at the sloping roof of the tent. "Me. Fancying Locke. Huh. I can't even begin to count the number of ways that is wrong."

Sato smirked. "I'll get Polly, she's good with numbers. Speaking of whom, she's worried sick about you. Actually, I think we all are. It looks like---"

She was interrupted by Captain Archer's voice from out side. "Knock knock! Sorry, I can't actually knock on a tent. Are you decent?"

James pulled up the blanket and nodded to Hoshi, who said "She's fine sir. Come on in."

He poked his head through the flap. "Autumn, how you doing?" he asked, concern evident in his tones.

"I'll survive sir. Just a bit run down, that's all."

"Are you sure? This is a new planet, a new ecosystem. We don't know all the dangers. If you feel anything unusual, it's vital you let us know. Your health may be at risk."

She was shaking her head. "I'm just tired sir. A bit of rest and I'll be back on duty next shift."

That, he thought, sounded reassuring. On the other hand, even if she was unwell, she wouldn't want to admit it, not to him. Marine pride was at stake. "Alright then. If you're feeling OK that's good. It'd be terrible if there were some nasty virus or bug going round. You're in top notch health, you might be able to shake it off. Some of the other members of the survey team might not fare so well. There could be real trouble. But if you're sure you're fine..."

And there it was. A slight hesitation, a momentary flicker in her eyes. "Actually...now I think about it...I do have a bit of a sore throat."

Without announcement Doctor Locke entered, almost bumping into the Captain. "Right. Out of the way, I've got another test to run."

"Another one?" James groaned. "I don't think I've any blood left."

Archer scampered awkwardly out of the way to sit besides Sato on the other bed. "She was just saying she's got a sore throat."

"Which is what I'm going to check now." Locke said, producing a tongue depressor from his bag."Why do people always assume I'm going to be taking blood?"

"You usually do." Hoshi muttered under her breath.

"Now. Open wide...say ah...and again. Yes, yes, this confirms what I suspected." Locke rummaged in his bag for a moment, extracting a small spray. "Open wide again.This should reduce the inflammation." He gave a quick burst into her mouth.

James pulled a face. "Ergh. Horrible. Oh, feels better though."

"You're sounding better too." Hoshi said.

"You should try to remain quiet as much as possible though." Locke said, putting the spray away.

"Is there a risk of further damage?" Archer asked.

"No, I just find her annoying."

James snorted.

Archer leant forward. "So what's the problem? Some sort of virus?"

"No no, nothing like that.From the examination I conducted earlier, plus the results of the blood tests, I was able to conclude that she has been poisoned."

"Poisoned?" Hoshi repeated.

Locke shot her a withering gaze. "That is what I said. A non-organic compound. Corrosive in nature, hence the damage to the throat and mouth. Almost certainly ingested when our intrepid marine attempted to drink an entire river. Fortunately she vomited most of it back up, before it could really get into her system, although what did get in is responsible for her poor state of health at present. I'll give her a shot of inaprovaline after she eats. It'll have to be soup though, no solids for forty eight hours."

James looked at him. "So what was it? The poison?"

He shrugged. "Not sure yet. There wasn't enough left within you to make a full analysis. I'm basing my diagnosis on your symptoms."

Archer stood abruptly. "That's it. I'm recalling the Enterprise."

"Wouldn't that be like telling Commander Hernandez she was right and you were wrong?" Hoshi teased.

"Doesn't matter!" Archer snapped. "One of my crew is injured, that's all that counts. I'm getting her to the facilities on Enterprise as soon as possible, it's not worth the risk."

Locke held his hands up. "Captain, there is no further risk. James' condition is stable, there's nothing I could do for her on the ship that I can't do here."

Archer hesitated.

"John...trust me." Locke said

After a moment Archer nodded, then turned and said "Sorry." to Hoshi.

"It's alright sir." she replied. "Hey, doctor, would it help if you had more of that compound you think is responsible?"

"Certainly. It would help me assess the possibility of any long term health risks. I was thinking of sending a team to collect samples of the river water."

Hoshi bent down. "Well, while they're doing that, you might find something useful here." She held up one of James' boots, still caked with mud.

Locke ventured one of his rare smiles. "Yes. That may help. Good thinking, I'll get started right away." He took the boot and left.

Archer stood silently for a moment. "Right. James, stay here, get some rest, that's an order. I'll go get someone to bring you some soup. And then, I'll have a little chat with the scientists, and find out how this whole sorry mess happened."
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Old April 22 2011, 02:52 AM   #50
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I've said it before and I'll say it again - I like this version of Jonathan Archer. Just wish he was played by somebody else. Maybe the fine fellow in my avatar.

Top marks on this chapter Badger.
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Old April 25 2011, 02:41 AM   #51
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Good chapter, and good thinking on Hoshi's part.

"no, I just find her annoying"
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Good chapter, and good thinking on Hoshi's part.

"no, I just find her annoying"
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The surface of Galador III. October 25th, 2151.

Having dispatched Crewman Scott to get some soup for Corporal James, Captain Archer stalked purposefully towards the large tent were the scientists had their temporary lab. Angry over the injury to one of his crew, he considered descending upon them like the wrath of a vengeful god. Something had gone badly wrong. He wanted to know why, and he wanted to ensure it didn't happen again.

Within a few steps however he had reconsidered that approach. These people were academics, not used to the disciplines of planetary surveying. Many of them hadn't even been off Earth before, and certainly not to a new, unknown world like this one. It had been the responsibility of UESPA to ensure the safety of the landing party, and they had failed in that task. Archer was not one to shift the blame. As senior officer present, he decided, this was all his fault.

"Oh Johnny!" Professor Partridge wailed as he entered the tent. "This is all MY fault!" She hurled herself at him, sobbing into his chest.

Somewhat taken aback he held his arms wide, not wanting to take inappropriate advantage. "Professor, Professor, calm yourself! I've just spoken to Doctor Locke, Autumn's going to be fine. There's nothing to worry about."

"When she collapsed I was so frightened." she went on, voice muffled by his chest.

He looked around. All the scientists were clearly worried and concerned. "As I say, she just needs a bit of rest and she'll be right as rain. Now take a deep breath, let it out slowly, and calm down. No reason to be upset."

Partridge inhaled with deliberation, held it a moment, then exhaled. At least some of the tension seemed to leave her body. She raised her head and offered a slight smile, the loveliness of which was not diminished by the redness of her teary eyes. The long trail of snot wetly linking her nose and his uniform did detract from the effect, somewhat.

"But things could have gone badly wrong, John. Clearly there's some environmental factor we've missed. I'm in charge of our scientific investigations, I should of caught it. It's all my fault" she repeated.

Archer was silent for a moment, not because of her words, but fixated on the glistening patch on his chest. "Hey, Polly, I'm in charge overall. And I'm the one with practical experience of surveys. And I'm the one---look, does anyone have a tissue?"

There was much slapping of pockets, and Jeff Murry found a handkerchief.

"We can play the blame game," Archer went on, furiously rubbing the wet patch, "but that won't get us anywhere. Let's find out what the problem is, and how we can stop it happening again. OK?" He told them of Locke's conclusions, a corrosive compound in the river water.

"I don't think we actually tested water from that particular river, did we?" Polly asked.

After examining the computer records, one of the scientists, Simon, shook his head. "We did check the lake itself though, and found no trace of anything significant."

Salome Murry leant forward. "There's plenty of life around there, plant and animal. Even fish. Maybe whatever the compound is, it's only present in that one river and when it gets to the lake it's too dilute to do any harm."

"Possible." Polly said, nodding slightly. "Can you show us an aerial view of lake on the big screen?"

Simon said "Ah, not real time. The drones are all back on regular station now."

"That's OK, a recording will do. Do we have access to all their records?"

"Yes," Simon nodded, "we have those."

The big screen worked on a similar principle to the marines' portable targets. Though not as durable, it had a much more effective LCD coating allowing it too show a stunningly realistic image. The lake was in the centre, taking up nearly half the screen. It was fed by two large rivers and one smaller one, with a single wide river flowing away to the south.

"Now this is the one the marines went paddling in." Partridge said with a sniffle, highlighting the small river with a laser pointer.

"There's a lot less water coming from that one than either of the others." Salome said. "That supports the hypothesis that the compound is diluted to a safe level when it enters the lake. And look. There's a lot less plant life along the banks of that river than around the others."

One of the other scientists, Trevor, shook his head. "I tested the lake samples myself. There's not a trace of anything in there. Not a trace. Unless you're suggesting homoeopathic poisoning...that can't be it."

"What about the plant life?" Archer asked.

Trevor shrugged. "Could be other factors. Those two big rivers move slowly along the plains, that little one runs quickly from the mountains. The terrains different, a lot rockier, possibly not as fertile."

"The mountains..." Partridge muttered, rubbing her chin. "Simon, those drones have thermal imaging capability. Can you show us the heat signature?"

The image changed to shades of grey. The land was bright, warmed by the afternoon sun, the lake a little darker. It would be refreshing to swim in without being too chilly, Archer thought. Assuming it was safe to swim in at all. The three large rivers where of a similar temperature. In contrast the smaller one was a cold dark ribbon wending it's way through the landscape. As it entered the lake the darkness blurred and brightened till it matched the warmth of it's surroundings.

"That may be significant. This little river...we can't go on calling it that, it's a boring name. What shall we call it?"

"The Polly river?" Archer suggested wryly.

"Oh, we can't name everything we discover after me, maps would get so confusing."

"Alright then, how about the Autumn river? After all, she did do the most intense investigation of it so far."

The professor nodded. "Yeah, I suppose in a way she did discover it. Plus, it's small and dangerous, just like her. The Autumn river it is. So, the Autumn flows into the lake at this point here." She gestured with the pointer. "Very close to this big one. The freezing cold mountain water is rapidly heated till it reaches the average for the lake. So what if our mystery compound has a very low evaporation point? Considering the difference in temperature it could turn to vapour in seconds, dissipating in the breeze."

"That makes sense." Salome said, nodding slowly. "Cold, it's dangerous, warm, it's harmless. That'd explain the reduced plant life along the Autumn river. The stuff's still in it's dangerous state then."

"It's supposition," Polly admitted. "But it does fit the facts. We'll have to investigate further. I must admit, I'm fascinated. A compound with these properties is quite intriguing. I suggest that we amend out planned trip to the mountains to include a search for the source of the river. Finding the origin of this substance would be most illuminating."

Archer thought about this. "It'd mean a change to our planned route," he said, "but nothing too drastic."

"Damn it!" Polly suddenly snapped."I'm supposed to be clever, I should have realised something was wrong when she said her eyes were stinging."

"When was this?" Archer asked.

"Just after she crawled out of the water. She'd been under two, maybe three times by then. I had a look, and they were a bit red. I should have got medical aid then."

"Quite right, you should have." came a disembodied voice from outside. "But you did at least wash her eyes out with clean water from a bottle. That probably saved her sight."

Archer said "Have you taken up eavesdropping, Phil?"

"It's a tent. Tents don't have eaves."

"You know what I mean."

Locke poked his head in. "I'm smoking. As a rule people seem to get agitated if I smoke inside, so I'll wait out here. Now, I'm running some tests of my own, if any of you ivory tower dreamers believe you can make any sort of contribution, the results will go up on the local net shortly. But don't let me stop you from blundering to your own conclusions. Good day to you." And with that, he withdrew.

"He's a very rude man." Salome observed.

"True, but he did stay outside to smoke." Polly said. "Impeccable manners, by his standards."

"Right," Archer said, "we have a plan. Once Autumn's well enough to return to duty, we'll go on a little trip up river to see if we can find the source of this mystery chemical. Right now though...I'm going to go get my jacket washed."
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That was both mundane and a pleasure to read. Practical matters of exploration are so often overlooked-and you told it in a sensible manner.
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I agree.

Yes, Johnny, do get your jacket washed. You need to take better care of your belongings in the future, Captain. It's got snot all over it.
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I've said it before and I'll say it again - I like this version of Jonathan Archer. Just wish he was played by somebody else. Maybe the fine fellow in my avatar.
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Head's too big, coloring is off, and in any case that's hardly the best pic of the man. But there are always possiblities.
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UES Enterprise. Orbiting Galador V.
October 25th, 2151.

There was an observation window in the outer bulkhead of the captain's office, small and round like an ancient nautical porthole. With the Enterprise in low orbit over Galador V, all that could be seen was the gas giant's night side, inky blackness with the faintest hint of deep blue cloud. The view was less than inspiring, but Commander Hernandez forced herself to look outwards. She was not, she knew, the most patient of people, and didn't want to pressurize Commander Tucker by breathing down his neck as he read the report from the landing party. The question she wished to ask would be unwelcome, and it would be unwise to antagonise him pointlessly before hand.

In the reflection of the view port she could see him reading the pad closely. Despite his intelligence his mouth moved slightly as he read, probably a deliberate affectation, she decided. At least, she hoped so. The idea that the ship's chief engineer couldn't keep his mouth still whilst reading was disquieting, to say the least. Next to Tucker Major Reed was also perusing the message. His mouth, Hernandez noted with some relief, was still.

"I'm sorry t'hear 'bout Corporal James, Malky." Tucker eventually said, putting his pad down.

"Thank you sir. But she's a tough little thing, she'll pull through."

Trip nodded. "And, o'course, they've got Doc' Locke down there with 'em. His bedside manner may be abysmal, but he's prob'ly the best there is."

Reed sighed with relief. "That's reassuring."

Hernandez turned and sat in the chair across the desk from them. "Commander Tucker. I have a question for you, and I'd appreciate it if you think very carefully about the answer. Don't just give me your first response, I already know what that would be. Please consider the matter carefully."

"Yes ma'am."

"Commander, I need to know..." She paused, trying to find the best way to phrase it. "I need to know, is Corporal James at any risk?"

A confused expression crossed Tucker's face. He glanced at Reed, perplexed, then back to Hernandez. "Errr...ma'am, I'm no doctor. I can't make heads nor tails of the medical lingo Locke's using. But he seems to think she's fine. We can get Millington from sickbay to have a look at the report---"

"Or my medic, Dent." Reed helpfully put in.

Hernandez waved their comments away. "That's not what I meant. Ah, how to put this...Look, before Captain Archer set off, he and I had a disagreement as to...the wisdom of the mission. I thought it would be safer if Enterprise remained in orbit during the survey, the captain thought they could do without us."

Tucker said "I remember."

"Right. Well here's the problem. If someone has been hurt, that could be seen as proving that I was right and he was wrong. I know the report says that Corporal James will recover fully, and Enterprise is to remain here and carry out our mission, but is there any possibility, any chance at all, that Captain Archer is downplaying this incident?

"You mean James could be hurt a lot worse than they say, and the captain's sendin' misleading messages out of, what, pride? A desire t' save face?" Tucker retorted angrily. He half rose from his seat.

"Commander!" Hernandez barked. Tucker caught himself and sat back down. He picked up his pad and scrutinised it again. Not, Hernandez realised, because he thought great insight lay within. It was a prop, a barrier he could place between them.

After a few moments he put the pad back down. "Ma'am, after due an' careful consideration, I have t' say my answer is the same. No. There is no chance of tha' happenin'."

Reed asked "So if someone was badly hurt, he'd recall Enterprise back to the planet?"

"Nope. Wouldn't be quick 'nuff for him. He'd bundle 'em into the shuttle, blast off as fast as were safe, an' signal us to meet 'em at the quickest rendezvous point."

"To be honest that's what I expected." Hernandez said, pinching the bridge of her nose. "But I don't want to leave things to chance, not where lives are concerned. Well, it looks like the survey team are all safe for now."

"Most of them." Reed said wryly.

Tucker turned to him. "What do you mean?"

Reed lifted his pad. "According to this Dumont was with James when she was poisoned. He's a team medic, should have spotted something was up. I reckon he's got a pretty major beasting in the near future."

"Beasting?"

"Yeah. Beasting, you know. Beating, drubbing, kicking, doing over...not serious, nothing that'll put him out of action or leave scars. Just a little reminder to pay more attention to his job in future."

"Now tha' sounds a bit harsh." There was disapproval in Tucker's voice.

"Oh it is. That's the point. Wouldn't be worth doing if it was all nice and fluffy. But it's good for a couple of reasons. First, he messed up, so it's got to be dealt with. We can either deal with it officially or unofficially...." He trailed off.

"Don't mind me, I'm not listening to this at all." Hernandez said. If it was a regular UEMA matter she'd have insisted on going by the book, but she knew that Special Forces had their own way of doing things. Besides, she'd been on the Enterprise long enough to develop a certain amount of flexibility.

"Right. Well. Going officially means a black mark against his name in the records, plus a shed load of extra paper work for me. Both of which are undesirable, so we keep things in house. Obviously if it were a really major matter we'd have to deal with it properly, but for something like this we can stay off the record. The other reason, it will make him feel better."

Hernandez and Tucker exchanged glances. "Some sort of masochist thing?" the first officer asked cautiously.

Reed chuckled. "Not quite. He's a medic. He let one of his team mates get injured. Didn't even realize. He's probably feeling pretty guilty about that, letting the side down. He'll be looking for, well, redemption isn't the right word but it's close enough."

"What, an' gettin' beaten up's goin' to help?"

"It can't hurt. Well, actually it can hurt. A lot. But it's....penance. That's the word I was looking for. You take a beasting, you pay your penance, you learn your lesson, and you get on with it. The matter's dealt with and everyone's happy. At least they will be when the bruises heal. Do you see this?" He leant towards Tucker, pointing to his ear lobe.

"Yeah..." Tucker said. There was a faint red scar on the lobe.

Reed sat back. "I fell asleep once on sentry duty. It was during a training exercise, and we weren't attacked or anything. So we got away with it. Nobody knew but me, and for a few days I kept quiet, but the guilt sort of bubbled up. So first chance I got, I got the rest of my squad and took 'em to a bridge near our camp. I told them what happened. I then took a big, barbed fishing hook from my survival kit..."

"Ow." said Tucker. He could see where this was going.

"Yep. Pushed it right through the lobe. Stung a bit too."

Hernandez winced. "So what's the significance of the bridge?"

"Glad you asked me that." Reed grinned. "It had been repaired recently, and there were still a few of the old concrete blocks lieing around. I took one, attached it to the hook with some really strong line, walked out to the centre of the bridge and---" He mimed tossing a heavy object out in front of him.

Tucker rubbed his forehead. "D'ya have to be insane t' join the marines?"

"No sir. You can be sane as you like in the regulars. And for the Pathfinders, we prefer the term fearless."

Hernandez chuckled. "Fearless, eh? Well I know, for a fact, that there's at least one thing on this ship that frigh---"

The intercom whistled for attention. "Commander Hernandez, bridge." came Lt. Moshiri's voice.

Hernandez lifted the desk's handset. "Hernandez here."

"Ma'am, could you come to the bridge please? We've made a couple of...discoveries."

***

The Bridge.

"Looks like a mix of plasma burns, blunt force trauma and explosive decompression." Hernandez said softly. "Followed by years in a vacuum. All those small bits of ragged debris drifting around in there can't have helped. Unless we can find dog tags we're going to have to get a DNA sample to identify the body. Hell, I can't even tell if it's a man or a woman."

She straitened up from the drone control console and pinched the bridge of her nose, suddenly weary, before muttering a quick prayer for whomever it was that they had found.

Reed leant in to see the display. Almost instantly he pulled back with a grimace. "Poor bastard. That's no way to go."

"OK, where is this, Kaufman?" Hernandez asked.

The sensor specialist tapped a control, bringing a schematic of Destroyer D-11 on to the screen. Several parts were highlighted red, for extreme damage, whilst other sections were missing entirely. A bright green light pulsed rhythmically near the aft. "We've managed to get a drone into the engineering section ma'am. So far we've only been able to access this compartment. There are four others, all larger. There may be other...other bodies, in those."

"Engineering..." Hernandez said. "Is there any way to get the body out of there?"

"Ah, not at the present ma'am. To get the drone in there, I had to retract the arms and fly in through one of the thruster tubes. It had ruptured internally, probably in the battle." Kaufman thought for a moment. "There's not enough room to fly out with...cargo, ma'am. Of course, I'll keep looking for other routes. And we may be able to cut our way through."

"Alright Mr. Kaufman, carry on. So, you said you had two discoveries?" she said, turning to Moshiri.

The navigator looked grim. "Yes ma'am, and it's not good news. I've gone over the computations several times. The orbit of the D-11 is decaying, rapidly. Two, three weeks. A month at the most. And then..."

Hernandez swore. "So much for leaving the bodies where they are for later repatriation. Ladies, gentlemen, I need ideas. Find a way to stabilise the orbit. I didn't come all this way to fail now."

Moshiri leant closer. "The engineering section. Didn't you say you had a friend who worked there?" she asked quietly.

"Nuyen, yes. I have no idea if it's his remains we found, or if he's in one of the other compartments, or if his body is even onboard still. But I swear Haleh. I swear I'm not letting it end like this."
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Well done, Badger. Another great chapter.
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Yes, very well done. Keep it up!
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