If they aren't responding to PM's... then I would suggest posting on their youtube channels a message like... "ET... Phone HOMEEEEE."
We should do our own 'star trek voyager'
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If they aren't responding to PM's... then I would suggest posting on their youtube channels a message like... "ET... Phone HOMEEEEE."
You obviously don't know this forum very well. We love taking one person's dribble and turning it into an epic thread
Forget the thread, TRekBBS Voyager is going to be epic awesome
I'm surprised you didnt think of this yourself!
For your consideration...The start of the next act
ACT FIVE
Scene One
Holodeck. Janeway and Harry are running a simulation of the Array on the Holodeck. Day 10. 5pm
Janeway: (in an environmental suit) And it's done. Piece of cake! (she pulls off her helmet to confront Harry)
Kim: (grudgingly, as he walks into the holoprogram) Congratulations. You're 3 for 3, Captain, and you didn't park us even once within a blackhole.
Janeway: (brushes back her hair) Perfect in practice... lets hope I'm just as perfect when it's for real Tomorrow afternoon. Computer. End holoprogram - Array #3.
(The interior of the Array and the environmental suit disappears, leaving Janeway & Kim alone on the empty hologrid.)
Kim: (looking serious) Captain... about this away mission... if I recall my tactical directives correctly... #36 states the Captain must be accompanied by security on any dangerous away mission... not just for safety.... it doubles your chance of success.
Janeway: Harry - Are you requesting a transfer from Operations to Tactical?
Kim: (draws up to his full height) I'd consider it an honor and a privilege to accompany you, Captain.
Janeway: (with unabashed pride) Harry... I can't begin to tell you how your offer makes me feel. (she sighs) You've come a long way from that green ensign that tried to call me "Sir" (they both smile) so many years ago.
Kim: (lifts eyes to focus on the past) "Ma'am is acceptable in a crunch... but I prefer "Captain"...."
Janeway: (reaches up to grasp his shoulder) Harry. Listen carefully. I DO need you. I need you more now than I ever have in the past. But I need you AT your post on Voyager. And I need you to help B'Elanna & Tom get through this... You know how easy it is for them to let their emotions run away with them. If this mission is to have a HOPE of succeeding Tomorrow, everyone must do their job flawlessly.... Not Just the Captain.... Understood?
Kim: (standing ramrod straight, as he blinks away the gathering moisture, simply croaks) Yes Ma'am!
Janeway: (smiles ruefully, as she nods) That's right "Ensign" -- It's finally "crunch time". (she slips her arm through the crook of his elbow and leans conspiratorially into his shoulder) I have an idea... how about one last go at Neelix's Leola root casserole?
Kim: (face is shocked) You're kidding, right? You don't actually LIKE that stuff?
Janeway: Like it? I hate it. I credit Neelix's cooking with enabling me to fit into a size 4 uniform all these years. (snickers) But... if I have to eat something I really like the night before I leave, then I'll miss it all the more Tomorrow. This way, I'll be happy I won't be stuck having leftover leola root casserole for the lunch special too!
Kim: (shakes head) Captain. I think reasoning like that could be grounds to have you declared unfit for this mission Tomorrow.
Janeway: (growls unconvincingly) Try it, Lt... and I'll bust you down to Crewman!
(Both exit Holodeck)
Scene Two
Captain's Yacht. The Aerowing flight deck. Day 10. 7 pm.
Paris: (pulls self up from under a console) Time out.
B'Elanna: (still under her console) Excuse me?
Paris: My stomach is growling so much, I can't hear myself think... Let's go get something to eat.
B'Elanna: (pulling out and replacing isolinear chips) Go ahead without me, Tom.... If I tried to eat right now... well... let's just ... it would not be a pretty sight in the messhall.
Paris: (coaxingly) B'Elanna...
B'Elanna: (stops working and just lays flat on the floor.) Tom---stop! I feel horrible... okay? You know it. I know it. I can't do a damn thing to change it. So just let me rip my heart out until it bleeds enough to make the pain liveable again... okay?
Paris: (sighs) Okay.
(Tom walks to the hatch at the stern of the flight deck, as B'Elanna crawls out from under the console to test her work. He turns back and walks up behind her to cradle her gently from behind. Briefly they melt into one.)
Paris: I'll be back soon... okay?
B'Elanna: Okay.
Scene Three
Messhall. Janeway, Harry Kim & Neelix are sitting at a table by the viewport. Naomi is sitting in Janeway's lap, holding tightly onto the Captain's neck. Day 10. 7:14 pm
(Tom enters)
Paris: (approaches the Captain's table) Sooo, anything good tonight?
Janeway: (looks up at the Lt) The special is Neelix's Leola root surprise.
Paris: (nonplussed) Like I said... anything good tonight?
Kim: (laughs)
Neelix: (stands up with a mock growl) Sit down, Mr Paris... I'll replicate you a pizza!
Paris: (calls after Neelix) No Pepperoni tonight. B'Elanna hates the smell...
Kim: Hey Neelix... why don't you try adding some Leola root to it...
Paris: (shouts back) Don't EVEN think about it! (leans down to Harry) Don't give him any ideas! (straightening up, Tom looks at Janeway) Captain. Something's different about you tonight... You seem to have grown an assistant.
Janeway: How very observant of you, Mr Paris. Yes I have. She fell asleep about 30 minutes ago. We're just waiting for Sam to go off duty in sickbay so she can take her home.
(Janeway rearranges a small blanket over Naomi's shoulders. It carries the initals "NW" on the corner.)
Janeway: So... how is the refit of the Aerowing going?
Paris: (grabs a nearby chair) Oh... the usual story... B'Elanna has half the conn and I don't know how many other systems torn apart. She claims everything will be ready for you by 0900... so I wouldn't worry.
Janeway: (gives up trying to fit her coffee cup around Naomi's head) I never worry when B'Elanna is on the job.
Kim: (looking for an out) Speaking about being on the job... I think I'll go and give her a hand. See you later Tom, .....Captain.
Paris: ( Sniffing the pizza Neelix just left in front of him, Tom looks up at his friend) Yeah, later, Harry.
(Silence descends as he devours his first slice.)
Janeway: (tilting her head slightly) Your father is very proud of you... You know that, don't you?
Paris: (stops in midslice) You think so? If he does, its only since you came into my life.
Janeway: (smiles) When I was a cadet at the Academy, I remember thinking "all" that Admiral Paris could talk about was "his Tom". Tom did this & Tom won that... On and On... it was infuriating. (her eyes twinkled as Tom looked up in shock) I even complained to my own Dad once... after my first 6 month deep space mission with your Dad... "how come HE never spoke of ME" with the same pride that Admiral Paris obviously had for his son?!
Paris: (sat back in his chair) Why your Dad didn't... like MY Dad did????
Janeway: (nods saddly) It seems that both of our fathers had the same flaw, Tom. They were so busy praising us to everyone who would listen... they never had time to praise us to our face.
(Janeway looks down at the sleeping Naomi, and gently strokes her cheek.)
Janeway: I think that's one of the things I admire most about Samantha. She not only praises Naomi to ME, but also to HER too.
Paris: (takes a deep breath) Captain?
Janeway: Hmmmm?
Paris: Why did you come to New Zealand? You didn't really need me to find Chakotay... did you.
Janeway: (considers briefly) No, I didn't.
Paris: (gulps) Then why?
Janeway: (narrows her gaze as if she could use it to burrow into his soul) To find a young man I'd grown up hearing about my entire Starfleet life. To find a father's son... and offer him one more chance to find himself.
Paris: (eyes glistening, he nods thoughtfully) Did he... this father's son... did he disappoint you... too badly?
Janeway: (half smiles in remembrance) Oh... it was rough going once or twice... but in the end? He was worth every grey hair he gave me. (half smile now spreading into a full powered glow)
(Samantha arrives & greets Janeway)
Sam: (contrite) Oh, Captain... I'm so sorry about this. I thought she was going to spend the evening with Mezoti.
Janeway: (reassures the Ensign) Don't fret, Samantha. She was no problem. Funny, its been 4 years since she fell asleep in my arms. She's a lot harder to balance now.
(Samantha gently wakes Naomi up enough to get her to climb off the Captain and walk home.)
Janeway: (stands up to stretch gratefully) Finally, I have my circulation moving towards my feet again. (she turns to Tom) Good night, Lt.
(Janeway exits messhall)
(After she leaves, Tom stares at his pizza. Three beats later, he's out of his chair and racing down the corridor after her. He catches up just outside the turbolift.)
Scene Three
Hallway outside messhall.
Paris: CAPTAIN!
Janeway: (turns to find Tom running up to her) Yes?
Paris: (stops, unsure...) Captain... I... in case I don't get the chance later on.... (Tom reaches out to crush Janeway in a heartfelt hug, and bends to whisper into her ear) Kathryn.... I'll never forget you. I swear to God, as long as I live I'll NEVER disappoint you again!
Janeway: (her eyes welling, she returns his embrace with equal feeling, and whispers back) Tom, don't live for your father's vision of who you should be... nor for mine. If you could only promise "never to disappoint" the best IN yourself... that would fullfill any dreams I have for you. (Tom pulls back enough that she can now see the tears that she could only feel earlier...) Can you do that?
Paris: (jaws clenching as he blinks them away) For you, Captain? I could do anything!
Janeway: (sighs as she wipes a red smudge from the side of his cheek) Good ---- Now Go. Before I have B'Elanna crying challenge on me for such a public display..... (whispers) go.
(Tom walks back down the corridor as she enters the turbolift.)
Scene Four
Day 11. 3:38am.
(Janeway is on a final "top to bottom" tour of her ship. One last "stroll". She begins on Voyager's bridge and ends on the flight deck of the Aerowing. She is surprised to find it deserted... except for an exhausted chief of engineering. B'Elanna is sleeping on the floor near the conn. It's now 4:11am)
Janeway: (bends over the sleeping Klingon, and gently shakes her shoulder) B'Elanna... B'Elanna.... come on.... there's got to be more comfortable places for you to sleep than here?
B'Elanna: (slowly sits up as she awakens) Arghhhh... what's happening??? (looks up at Janeway) Is it time already?
Janeway: (slides down a bulkhead to sit on the floor next to B'Elanna) Not yet. It's 0413... you fell asleep. (Janeway looks up at the underside of the console.) This isn't the view of my ship I often see.
B'Elanna: (slides back to sit next to Janeway & so as to rest against the bulkhead) Really? It's one I usually see. - - "under" consoles... in jeffries tubes....
Janeway: One word of advice... "Delegate", B'Elanna. You've got to learn how to delegate.
B'Elanna: (rests her head against the wall) Ahhhh... but THIS is the FUN part of being an engineer. I don't want to lose that.
Janeway: (softly smiles) I know exactly what you mean. That's one of the reasons I never wanted to command a Galaxy class Starship. Those monsters come with so many gung-ho commanders that the Captain is lucky if she Ever goes on an away mission, and you can be sure those are going to be about as exciting as milquetoast.
B'Elanna: (grins) Did Chakotay ever try to do that to you? Keep you off an away mission due to its danger?
Janeway: Oh... I think he thought of it once or twice... but he usually had the good sense not to try it....... (smiles) Of course, it also helped that he'd spent the previous 3 years in the Maquis. He'd gotten used to "breaking" the rules... so he didn't object too much whenever I did.
B'Elanna: (yawning) What are you doing up this early, Captain? Can't sleep?
Janeway: (shrugs) I like walking Voyager on Gamma shift. Its so quiet... so sparse.... people aren't jumping to attention everytime you round a corner.
B'Elanna: (accepts this, and nods to the conn) Well, if you're interested... she's ready to go. Neelix plans to finish provisioning her at 8 am.
Janeway: (nods seriously) Good. I'd hate to be late for my date with destiny.
(Silence)
Janeway: (quietly) B'Elanna...?
B'Elanna: (also quietly) Yes, Captain.
Janeway: (vulnerable) I was wondering.... if you'd mind.....
(Silence)
B'Elanna: (puzzled) Mind what, Captain?
Janeway: (takes a deep breath, voice cracks slightly) ... If you would mind if I gave you something...... It's for remembrance only.
B'Elanna: (swallows hard) No..... I wouldn't mind.
(B'Elanna watches as Janeway reaches into her jacket and pulls out a small bundle. The Captain carefully unwraps it and holds it in the palm of her hand. It's a small black metal bar, outlined with a rectangle of gold. Inside the golden rectangle were four gold pips.)
Janeway: (lovingly polishes the bar with the corner of its cloth wrapper) My... mother gave me this the day of my father's funeral. She... thought it would come in handy one day... (Janeway chuckles) ...when I was promoted... (she reaches up to wipe her eyes with the back of her hand) Anyway.... I'd like you to have it.
B'Elanna: (B'Elanna's eyes open wide as Janeway lowers the gift into her open palm.) Oh.. my... Captain... I ... I ... couldn't! I'll never... I mean...
Janeway: (reassuringly) B'Elanna -- This is one of the few things I've carried with me for the last 20 years. From post to post... from ship to ship... across half the Delta Quadrant. It means more to me than anything I have.....I really want You to have it.
B'Elanna: (whispers as she looks to Janeway) Kathryn. This is a family heirloom. I'm HONORED, truely,. But this should stay in your family. (B'Elanna tries to hand the gift back to Janeway) You should give this to your sister.
Janeway: (puts her hand over B'Elanna's, causing B'Elanna's hand to close over the insignee) I just did.
(B'Elanna turns to look at Janeway, and then back at their closed hands. She fought to maintain control, but could not. Slowly she let her head drop onto Janeway's shoulder, and she began to gently weep.)
(Thats how Chakotay found them 2 hours later. The tears of both women now dried. Leaning back against the bulkhead, fast asleep.)
ACT FIVE
Scene One
Holodeck. Janeway and Harry are running a simulation of the Array on the Holodeck. Day 10. 5pm
Janeway: (in an environmental suit) And it's done. Piece of cake! (she pulls off her helmet to confront Harry)
Kim: (grudgingly, as he walks into the holoprogram) Congratulations. You're 3 for 3, Captain, and you didn't park us even once within a blackhole.
Janeway: (brushes back her hair) Perfect in practice... lets hope I'm just as perfect when it's for real Tomorrow afternoon. Computer. End holoprogram - Array #3.
(The interior of the Array and the environmental suit disappears, leaving Janeway & Kim alone on the empty hologrid.)
Kim: (looking serious) Captain... about this away mission... if I recall my tactical directives correctly... #36 states the Captain must be accompanied by security on any dangerous away mission... not just for safety.... it doubles your chance of success.
Janeway: Harry - Are you requesting a transfer from Operations to Tactical?
Kim: (draws up to his full height) I'd consider it an honor and a privilege to accompany you, Captain.
Janeway: (with unabashed pride) Harry... I can't begin to tell you how your offer makes me feel. (she sighs) You've come a long way from that green ensign that tried to call me "Sir" (they both smile) so many years ago.
Kim: (lifts eyes to focus on the past) "Ma'am is acceptable in a crunch... but I prefer "Captain"...."
Janeway: (reaches up to grasp his shoulder) Harry. Listen carefully. I DO need you. I need you more now than I ever have in the past. But I need you AT your post on Voyager. And I need you to help B'Elanna & Tom get through this... You know how easy it is for them to let their emotions run away with them. If this mission is to have a HOPE of succeeding Tomorrow, everyone must do their job flawlessly.... Not Just the Captain.... Understood?
Kim: (standing ramrod straight, as he blinks away the gathering moisture, simply croaks) Yes Ma'am!
Janeway: (smiles ruefully, as she nods) That's right "Ensign" -- It's finally "crunch time". (she slips her arm through the crook of his elbow and leans conspiratorially into his shoulder) I have an idea... how about one last go at Neelix's Leola root casserole?
Kim: (face is shocked) You're kidding, right? You don't actually LIKE that stuff?
Janeway: Like it? I hate it. I credit Neelix's cooking with enabling me to fit into a size 4 uniform all these years. (snickers) But... if I have to eat something I really like the night before I leave, then I'll miss it all the more Tomorrow. This way, I'll be happy I won't be stuck having leftover leola root casserole for the lunch special too!
Kim: (shakes head) Captain. I think reasoning like that could be grounds to have you declared unfit for this mission Tomorrow.
Janeway: (growls unconvincingly) Try it, Lt... and I'll bust you down to Crewman!
(Both exit Holodeck)
Scene Two
Captain's Yacht. The Aerowing flight deck. Day 10. 7 pm.
Paris: (pulls self up from under a console) Time out.
B'Elanna: (still under her console) Excuse me?
Paris: My stomach is growling so much, I can't hear myself think... Let's go get something to eat.
B'Elanna: (pulling out and replacing isolinear chips) Go ahead without me, Tom.... If I tried to eat right now... well... let's just ... it would not be a pretty sight in the messhall.
Paris: (coaxingly) B'Elanna...
B'Elanna: (stops working and just lays flat on the floor.) Tom---stop! I feel horrible... okay? You know it. I know it. I can't do a damn thing to change it. So just let me rip my heart out until it bleeds enough to make the pain liveable again... okay?
Paris: (sighs) Okay.
(Tom walks to the hatch at the stern of the flight deck, as B'Elanna crawls out from under the console to test her work. He turns back and walks up behind her to cradle her gently from behind. Briefly they melt into one.)
Paris: I'll be back soon... okay?
B'Elanna: Okay.
Scene Three
Messhall. Janeway, Harry Kim & Neelix are sitting at a table by the viewport. Naomi is sitting in Janeway's lap, holding tightly onto the Captain's neck. Day 10. 7:14 pm
(Tom enters)
Paris: (approaches the Captain's table) Sooo, anything good tonight?
Janeway: (looks up at the Lt) The special is Neelix's Leola root surprise.
Paris: (nonplussed) Like I said... anything good tonight?
Kim: (laughs)
Neelix: (stands up with a mock growl) Sit down, Mr Paris... I'll replicate you a pizza!
Paris: (calls after Neelix) No Pepperoni tonight. B'Elanna hates the smell...
Kim: Hey Neelix... why don't you try adding some Leola root to it...
Paris: (shouts back) Don't EVEN think about it! (leans down to Harry) Don't give him any ideas! (straightening up, Tom looks at Janeway) Captain. Something's different about you tonight... You seem to have grown an assistant.
Janeway: How very observant of you, Mr Paris. Yes I have. She fell asleep about 30 minutes ago. We're just waiting for Sam to go off duty in sickbay so she can take her home.
(Janeway rearranges a small blanket over Naomi's shoulders. It carries the initals "NW" on the corner.)
Janeway: So... how is the refit of the Aerowing going?
Paris: (grabs a nearby chair) Oh... the usual story... B'Elanna has half the conn and I don't know how many other systems torn apart. She claims everything will be ready for you by 0900... so I wouldn't worry.
Janeway: (gives up trying to fit her coffee cup around Naomi's head) I never worry when B'Elanna is on the job.
Kim: (looking for an out) Speaking about being on the job... I think I'll go and give her a hand. See you later Tom, .....Captain.
Paris: ( Sniffing the pizza Neelix just left in front of him, Tom looks up at his friend) Yeah, later, Harry.
(Silence descends as he devours his first slice.)
Janeway: (tilting her head slightly) Your father is very proud of you... You know that, don't you?
Paris: (stops in midslice) You think so? If he does, its only since you came into my life.
Janeway: (smiles) When I was a cadet at the Academy, I remember thinking "all" that Admiral Paris could talk about was "his Tom". Tom did this & Tom won that... On and On... it was infuriating. (her eyes twinkled as Tom looked up in shock) I even complained to my own Dad once... after my first 6 month deep space mission with your Dad... "how come HE never spoke of ME" with the same pride that Admiral Paris obviously had for his son?!
Paris: (sat back in his chair) Why your Dad didn't... like MY Dad did????
Janeway: (nods saddly) It seems that both of our fathers had the same flaw, Tom. They were so busy praising us to everyone who would listen... they never had time to praise us to our face.
(Janeway looks down at the sleeping Naomi, and gently strokes her cheek.)
Janeway: I think that's one of the things I admire most about Samantha. She not only praises Naomi to ME, but also to HER too.
Paris: (takes a deep breath) Captain?
Janeway: Hmmmm?
Paris: Why did you come to New Zealand? You didn't really need me to find Chakotay... did you.
Janeway: (considers briefly) No, I didn't.
Paris: (gulps) Then why?
Janeway: (narrows her gaze as if she could use it to burrow into his soul) To find a young man I'd grown up hearing about my entire Starfleet life. To find a father's son... and offer him one more chance to find himself.
Paris: (eyes glistening, he nods thoughtfully) Did he... this father's son... did he disappoint you... too badly?
Janeway: (half smiles in remembrance) Oh... it was rough going once or twice... but in the end? He was worth every grey hair he gave me. (half smile now spreading into a full powered glow)
(Samantha arrives & greets Janeway)
Sam: (contrite) Oh, Captain... I'm so sorry about this. I thought she was going to spend the evening with Mezoti.
Janeway: (reassures the Ensign) Don't fret, Samantha. She was no problem. Funny, its been 4 years since she fell asleep in my arms. She's a lot harder to balance now.
(Samantha gently wakes Naomi up enough to get her to climb off the Captain and walk home.)
Janeway: (stands up to stretch gratefully) Finally, I have my circulation moving towards my feet again. (she turns to Tom) Good night, Lt.
(Janeway exits messhall)
(After she leaves, Tom stares at his pizza. Three beats later, he's out of his chair and racing down the corridor after her. He catches up just outside the turbolift.)
Scene Three
Hallway outside messhall.
Paris: CAPTAIN!
Janeway: (turns to find Tom running up to her) Yes?
Paris: (stops, unsure...) Captain... I... in case I don't get the chance later on.... (Tom reaches out to crush Janeway in a heartfelt hug, and bends to whisper into her ear) Kathryn.... I'll never forget you. I swear to God, as long as I live I'll NEVER disappoint you again!
Janeway: (her eyes welling, she returns his embrace with equal feeling, and whispers back) Tom, don't live for your father's vision of who you should be... nor for mine. If you could only promise "never to disappoint" the best IN yourself... that would fullfill any dreams I have for you. (Tom pulls back enough that she can now see the tears that she could only feel earlier...) Can you do that?
Paris: (jaws clenching as he blinks them away) For you, Captain? I could do anything!
Janeway: (sighs as she wipes a red smudge from the side of his cheek) Good ---- Now Go. Before I have B'Elanna crying challenge on me for such a public display..... (whispers) go.
(Tom walks back down the corridor as she enters the turbolift.)
Scene Four
Day 11. 3:38am.
(Janeway is on a final "top to bottom" tour of her ship. One last "stroll". She begins on Voyager's bridge and ends on the flight deck of the Aerowing. She is surprised to find it deserted... except for an exhausted chief of engineering. B'Elanna is sleeping on the floor near the conn. It's now 4:11am)
Janeway: (bends over the sleeping Klingon, and gently shakes her shoulder) B'Elanna... B'Elanna.... come on.... there's got to be more comfortable places for you to sleep than here?
B'Elanna: (slowly sits up as she awakens) Arghhhh... what's happening??? (looks up at Janeway) Is it time already?
Janeway: (slides down a bulkhead to sit on the floor next to B'Elanna) Not yet. It's 0413... you fell asleep. (Janeway looks up at the underside of the console.) This isn't the view of my ship I often see.
B'Elanna: (slides back to sit next to Janeway & so as to rest against the bulkhead) Really? It's one I usually see. - - "under" consoles... in jeffries tubes....
Janeway: One word of advice... "Delegate", B'Elanna. You've got to learn how to delegate.
B'Elanna: (rests her head against the wall) Ahhhh... but THIS is the FUN part of being an engineer. I don't want to lose that.
Janeway: (softly smiles) I know exactly what you mean. That's one of the reasons I never wanted to command a Galaxy class Starship. Those monsters come with so many gung-ho commanders that the Captain is lucky if she Ever goes on an away mission, and you can be sure those are going to be about as exciting as milquetoast.
B'Elanna: (grins) Did Chakotay ever try to do that to you? Keep you off an away mission due to its danger?
Janeway: Oh... I think he thought of it once or twice... but he usually had the good sense not to try it....... (smiles) Of course, it also helped that he'd spent the previous 3 years in the Maquis. He'd gotten used to "breaking" the rules... so he didn't object too much whenever I did.
B'Elanna: (yawning) What are you doing up this early, Captain? Can't sleep?
Janeway: (shrugs) I like walking Voyager on Gamma shift. Its so quiet... so sparse.... people aren't jumping to attention everytime you round a corner.
B'Elanna: (accepts this, and nods to the conn) Well, if you're interested... she's ready to go. Neelix plans to finish provisioning her at 8 am.
Janeway: (nods seriously) Good. I'd hate to be late for my date with destiny.
(Silence)
Janeway: (quietly) B'Elanna...?
B'Elanna: (also quietly) Yes, Captain.
Janeway: (vulnerable) I was wondering.... if you'd mind.....
(Silence)
B'Elanna: (puzzled) Mind what, Captain?
Janeway: (takes a deep breath, voice cracks slightly) ... If you would mind if I gave you something...... It's for remembrance only.
B'Elanna: (swallows hard) No..... I wouldn't mind.
(B'Elanna watches as Janeway reaches into her jacket and pulls out a small bundle. The Captain carefully unwraps it and holds it in the palm of her hand. It's a small black metal bar, outlined with a rectangle of gold. Inside the golden rectangle were four gold pips.)
Janeway: (lovingly polishes the bar with the corner of its cloth wrapper) My... mother gave me this the day of my father's funeral. She... thought it would come in handy one day... (Janeway chuckles) ...when I was promoted... (she reaches up to wipe her eyes with the back of her hand) Anyway.... I'd like you to have it.
B'Elanna: (B'Elanna's eyes open wide as Janeway lowers the gift into her open palm.) Oh.. my... Captain... I ... I ... couldn't! I'll never... I mean...
Janeway: (reassuringly) B'Elanna -- This is one of the few things I've carried with me for the last 20 years. From post to post... from ship to ship... across half the Delta Quadrant. It means more to me than anything I have.....I really want You to have it.
B'Elanna: (whispers as she looks to Janeway) Kathryn. This is a family heirloom. I'm HONORED, truely,. But this should stay in your family. (B'Elanna tries to hand the gift back to Janeway) You should give this to your sister.
Janeway: (puts her hand over B'Elanna's, causing B'Elanna's hand to close over the insignee) I just did.
(B'Elanna turns to look at Janeway, and then back at their closed hands. She fought to maintain control, but could not. Slowly she let her head drop onto Janeway's shoulder, and she began to gently weep.)
(Thats how Chakotay found them 2 hours later. The tears of both women now dried. Leaning back against the bulkhead, fast asleep.)
You know, I think you may have found our answer. Fans of Voyager. Fans of Voyager who made things. Let's contact them, gather them from all four corners of the internet.
EPIC! I am really going to bed now... hope you sleep well
They are both long term posters on this forum but haven't been around for a while. Sending PM' now..
JanewayRulz!: More excellent writing of the same high quality. How long have you been writing Voyager fan fic? You seem to have all of the characters down!
Collingwood Nick: True! About the title, though... TrekBBS Voyager... how about Voyager Squared?
teacake: I still am itching to ask about the whole animation thing and what that might theoretically involve. I've gotten curious about it, you see. Even if we don't do it for whatever reason, I'd like to find out more about it.
Collingwood Nick: True! About the title, though... TrekBBS Voyager... how about Voyager Squared?
teacake: I still am itching to ask about the whole animation thing and what that might theoretically involve. I've gotten curious about it, you see. Even if we don't do it for whatever reason, I'd like to find out more about it.
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LMAO. YOU GUYS!!!!!!! My ears are burning!!!
Froot is busy having tornadoes, btw. Let's see if she pops in. Try chanting her name three times while looking in a mirror or something.
Froot is busy having tornadoes, btw. Let's see if she pops in. Try chanting her name three times while looking in a mirror or something.
LO we burned the pot roast to the DQ gods and she has come!!
Burn more pot roast peoples for the safety of the froot!!
Burn more pot roast peoples for the safety of the froot!!
I have been lured into this thread by the sacrificial burning of a pot roast. You know, unexpected and exciting things really do happen every day!
I know nothing about flash animation. However . . . my fellow absentee poster may or may not wish to discuss a certain video involving William Shatner's head and a flying beer can.
I know nothing about flash animation. However . . . my fellow absentee poster may or may not wish to discuss a certain video involving William Shatner's head and a flying beer can.
We welcome any feedback during the course of this great project!
(also.. what number Who are you up to? or did you finish it ?)
(also.. what number Who are you up to? or did you finish it ?)
My feedback is: Y'all are crazy. Never stop.
I finished all of Doctor Who! Also all of the Sarah Jane Adventures. And a fair bit of Big Finish. Though I draw the line at Torchwood.
I finished all of Doctor Who! Also all of the Sarah Jane Adventures. And a fair bit of Big Finish. Though I draw the line at Torchwood.
Really you draw the line at Torchwood? I haven't gotten to it yet, people keep raving about it.
And Jrulez haven't read your next script piece yet as I'm rushing out the door and just posting in between gathering my day's supplies (IOW procrastinating). But I will look forward to reading it when I get back this evening
And Jrulez haven't read your next script piece yet as I'm rushing out the door and just posting in between gathering my day's supplies (IOW procrastinating). But I will look forward to reading it when I get back this evening
Oh and one thing I wanted to add re the script, since this is a VOY forum production it would be nice if we put Kes into it even if it's set season 4 onwards to include Lynx.
I'm kind of going for a humor production, either a serious script done with meerkats (or similar) or a parodious script. But if you all want to fly into a central meeting place and do a full on LARP film that's cool too.
I'm kind of going for a humor production, either a serious script done with meerkats (or similar) or a parodious script. But if you all want to fly into a central meeting place and do a full on LARP film that's cool too.
Torchwood was a little too dark for me. I prefer my entertainment to be a bit lighter & fluffier than that.
Speaking of which, have y'all considered a comedy voiceover project? Like MST3K? Or something along the lines of this great classic? (You'll have to click, I've been gone so long I can't remember the code to embed.)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Zy2kggOgb4
Speaking of which, have y'all considered a comedy voiceover project? Like MST3K? Or something along the lines of this great classic? (You'll have to click, I've been gone so long I can't remember the code to embed.)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Zy2kggOgb4
Greetings, T. D. Possum! The name's Lipton.
I'm trying to find out what the flash animation would entail and whether there are Voyager fans somewhere who do flash animation that would be willing to help us work on the project.
However, we may decide against animation. As teacake said, we are trying to decide about whether to do animation or card board cutouts or finger puppets or knitted meerkats wearing starfleet uniforms or audio only.
But anyway, there will be something produced in one form of media or another. We have a great scriptwriter in JanewayRulz!
EDIT: Oh my, that youtube clip is so funny! "It's a junior officer!" I don't know about teacake, but a voice-over idea hadn't occured to me before, although it should have, as I have heard of MST3K before and like it alot.
I'm trying to find out what the flash animation would entail and whether there are Voyager fans somewhere who do flash animation that would be willing to help us work on the project.
However, we may decide against animation. As teacake said, we are trying to decide about whether to do animation or card board cutouts or finger puppets or knitted meerkats wearing starfleet uniforms or audio only.
But anyway, there will be something produced in one form of media or another. We have a great scriptwriter in JanewayRulz!
EDIT: Oh my, that youtube clip is so funny! "It's a junior officer!" I don't know about teacake, but a voice-over idea hadn't occured to me before, although it should have, as I have heard of MST3K before and like it alot.
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Nice to meet you.
Well, then you are in good hands.
*waves* Hi, J'Rulz! Miss you! No one has called me "whippersnapper" in simply AGES!
Suffice it to say... after reading my script I FULLY expect Lynx to get down on his hands and knees and sing HALLELUJAH.
Are you ANY older yet, Whippersnapper?
Speaking of aging... If all works out, in 2 days I will watch one of the last of the aging shuttle fleet land at Dulles on its way to the Air & Space Museum.
HUZZAH!
No! I am AGELESS! A Possum for all times!
That's wonderful news about the shuttle. I hope it'll work out for you.
That's wonderful news about the shuttle. I hope it'll work out for you.
For your consideration... before I "finish" the first hour of the series finale... I thought I should show you what happens in the first 3 chapters.
TEASER
Scene One
Corridor on Voyager. Day 1.
(Captain Kathryn Janeway & Commander Chakotay are walking.)
Chakotay: (laughing) So there I was, pinned down by the blistering attack of the Orion's Flagship... Phasers gone, warp drive gone, nowhere to run... and all I can think of is Damn it! I could take this guy out with one damn torpedo! What I would give for just one!
Janeway: A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse?
Chakotay: (smiles) Something like that.
Janeway: Unfortunately, Photon torpedos won't be invented for several more decades... sooo? How did you get out of it?
Chakotay: (dramatically) Phaser Banks empty. Torpedos nonexistant, the intrepid Captain Chakotay did the only thing he could... he set his ship to ramming speed and aimed for the Orion's bridge.
Janeway: (chuckling) A well known "intrepid Chakotay" tactic. So? When is your memorial service, since transporters were also non-existant at the time your "Birth of the Federation" holoprogram is set?
Chakotay: (laughing) Hah! Oh yee of little faith! My star cruiser may not have transporters, but it IS equipped with a state of the art/early 23rd century tractor beam. I used it to snag a burntout ore carrier from the convoy I was guarding, and held it in front of me like a battering ram!
Janeway: (scoffing) What about his shields?
Chakotay: (triumphant) Why do you think my phaser banks were empty? The shields he had left weren't even as strong as tissue paper! I jumped to full impulse and just before impact I disengaged the tractor beam and veered over his ship. The Ram, on the other hand, went through him like a straw through a tree in a tornado!
Janeway: I CAN'T believe that actually worked! I trust you don't plan on any such heroics on our bridge.
Chakotay: (grins) That's what's so fun about this holoprogram, Kathryn. It's like being on the frontier of space travel... anythings possible. You should try it.
Janeway: Hmmmm. No thanks. Guiding Voyager through the Delta Quadrant is "frontier" enough for me. I want a challenge on the holodeck, I'll try sailing one of Tom's 1927 racing sloops.
Chakotay: (smiling) You're on! I happen to have time booked on holodeck #2 tonight - at 7 pm.... Care to join me?
Janeway: (turning a corner, begins to nod) I think I can find my deck shoes by then.
(as KJ & Chak round the corner, they see Naomi at the end of the glass walled corridor. She is leaning into the window, and appears to be crying.)
Chakotay: (murmers) Red Alert.
Janeway: (whispers) I may be a little late getting to the dock, Chakotay.
Chakotay: (turns to KJ) Don't worry. I won't sail off without you.
Janeway: (does a doubletake) Sounds like a promise...
(Chak smiles and exits.)
Scene Two
Windowed corridor on Voyager.
(KJ walks up to stand next to Naomi Wildman. She looks intently out the window at the star trails caused by Voyager's passing by at warp speed. Naomi happens to look up, and then jumps.)
Naomi: (brushing at her tears) CAPTAIN! I'm, I'm so sorry... I, I, I didn't mean to... didn't realize it was... Oh geeeezzzz. I've got to go home now.
Janeway: (still looking out the window) At ease, crewman. I just thought I'd join you in admiring this wonderful view.
(pause)
Janeway: Naomi? (KJ's hand drops to rest on Naomi's shoulder)
Naomi: Yessss, Captain?
Janeway: Why is the Captain's assistant crying in front of such a beautiful sight?
Naomi: (sighs) It's not a big deal, Captain. Nothing YOU need to bother with.
Janeway: Hmmmmm... Have you talked with your Mom or Neelix about this?
Naomi: (shakes head) No. Neelix would just tell me to "be nice" and Mom would just shrug and say, "These things happen - don't let it worry you."
Janeway: Well, what about Seven - or the Doctor? You get along well with them.
Naomi: (jerks to attention) Oh No! Seven would just look at me like I was a baby and say "Pride is irrelevent", and the Doctor would try to distract me with the next slideshow he's going to give the senior staff.
Janeway: The NEXT slide show... he's got another one planned?
Naomi: Uh huh.
Janeway: Well, I guess that just leaves me.
Naomi: (croaks) Oh Captain. I get so tired of Mezoti & the boys knowing everything. (she sniffs) I love them, I really do! But, its just... they remember EVERYTHING they ever learned as a Borg, and they show off all the time. (she peers out the window) You don't know what its like to always have someone correct you, or beat you to an answer whenever the Doc or Neelix or someone gives a pop quiz at school.
Janeway: (smiles as she strokes Naomi's hair) Oh.... I think I could guess.
Naomi: If there was something I knew that they didn't, then it wouldn't be so bad... but they've assimilated EVERYONE, they KNOW everything!
Janeway: (kneels down next to Naomi to look her in the eye.) Believe me, Naomi. The Borg don't "know everything." In fact, I know of at least one DQ race they haven't assimilated... what do you know about a planet called "Ocampa", and a wonderous race of people who live there?
Naomi: (hopeful) Nothing... except Neelix's friend Kes was Ocampan.
Janeway: (stands up) Well... I think that little deficiency in your education can be easily corrected. Walk with me crewman.
ACT ONE
Scene One
Day 3. Astrometrics.
(B'Elanna & Seven are working.)
B'Elanna: Damn! It's still not working. Try aligning the main deflector again.
Seven: Agreed...................... No Effect.
B'Elanna: I'm beginning to think Icheb's wormhole emmission detector is more trouble than its worth. It's been installed 4 weeks now... and it's been OFFline more than it's been on!
Seven: I concurr. Perhaps we should ask Icheb to assist us.
B'Elanna: (head jerks up/pride challenged) He's assisted us so many times in the last month, that I doubt there's something he knows about this sensor that he hasn't already divulged. Look - he's still in class... lets let him be. Anyway... for ONCE I'd like to figure this out without the help of a teenager... Okay?
Seven: (smiles slightly) Agreed. Realigning the deflector again...
B'Elanna: Good... look, lets reverse the polarity this time...
Seven: (surprised) It worked.
B'Elanna: Q'Plah! (she smacks Seven on the shoulder as Icheb walks in)
Icheb: Am I interrupting?
B'Elanna: No, Icheb. Just doing a little tweaking on your sensor array.
Icheb: (frowning at console) It was malfunctioning again? I do not understand why it does that. Perhaps I should just dismantle it and redesign its matrix. (moves towards the console)
B'Elanna: (frantic) NO! Don't you dare touch it!
(Icheb stops, and looks to Seven, puzzled)
Seven: What the Lt. means, is that we have spent 2 hours repairing it. We should wait for it to go offline again, before you dismantle it.
B'Elanna: If! IF it goes off line again, Seven. Think Positive!
Seven: Thinking "positive" is irrelevent, Lt.
Icheb: 2 hours? You should have called me to help.
Seven: You were otherwise engaged.
B'Elanna: (packing up her tools) So, how was school today?
Icheb: (frown) Confusing.
Seven: How so?
Icheb: Naomi presented a report on a species called "Ocampa". It didn't make sense.
Seven: (defensive?) Recall, Icheb. Naomi is quite a bit younger than you, and she hasn't been enhanced by Borg technology. You shouldn't expect her projects to be as advanced as yours.
Icheb: (shakes head) It's not that, Seven. I am used to her level of education, and I always take that into account. It's just "what" she said was highly unlikely.
B'Elanna: Explain.
Icheb: A race that lives only 9 years? It grows to full adulthood in 1, reproduces by 4 & descends into senility and death by 9?
B'Elanna: Whats your point?
Icheb: Impossible.
B'Elanna: Improbable, maybe, but not impossible. We made 1st contact with this race in our 1st days in the DQ... and one member even traveled with us for 3 years... before you came to Voyager.
Icheb: Kes.... yes, I recall the effects of her return visit last year. (turns to Seven) Neelix liked the report & gave her an "excellent" grade. But neither he nor Naomi could answer Azan's question.
Seven: Which was?
Icheb: How does a race survive, producing 1 child per couple?
B'Elanna: (stopping at the entrance to astrometrics) Excuse me?
Icheb: Naomi said the Ocampa go through a fertile time at age 3-4. It is the only time they can procreate, and that they produce only one child. Azan pointed out that each succeeding generation would be half the size as the last... until it was extinct.
B'Elanna: (puzzled) Perhaps...
(a Com badge beeps)
Janeway's voice: Janeway to Lt Torres and Seven of Nine... respond.
B'Elanna: Yes, Captain?
Janeway's voice: Report to the bridge at once.
B'Elanna: Aye, Captain. (turns back to Icheb) Good question, Icheb. But I'm sure there's some logical explanation. Why don't you ask the Doctor?
Scene Two
Voyager's Bridge, day 3.
(Harry Kim & Tom Paris are at their posts. Chakotay is at the console behind Janeway's chair. Janeway and Tuvok are at tactical.)
Janeway: Has the probe sent back anything yet?
Chakotay: No. Harry? Can we remodulate the sensors to detect gravimetric distortions in the theta range? I'd like a better idea of what's out there before we get too close.
(turbolift doors open - out walks B'Elanna & Seven)
Kim: If we disengage the main deflector from all secondary activity, and realign it, we should be able to reach into the theta range.
B'Elanna: What's up? We just spent 2 hours realigning the deflector for the wormhole detector. Why must we disconnect it now?
Janeway: (points to display) We've detected mild gravimetric distortion waves, reminiscent of the ones associated with that alien communication array we found 3 years ago. I want to know exactly "how" similar they are. Tom. Continue our present course, warp factor One. Harry. Realign the deflector. Seven. I need you and Tuvok to find out if a microsingulairity is at the epicenter of these distortion waves, like last time.
Seven: For what purpose, Captain. We do not need a comm system to reach Earth, now that we use the monthly pulsar driven midas array
Janeway: A microsingularity has easily 1,000,000 times the power of a tetrion generator. If it exists, I'd like to see if B'Elanna can adapt the Catapault technology to use that power... and catapault us all the way home.
B'Elanna: (clearly intrigued) The gravimetric distortions we encountered near the last array would tear any catapault apart.
Paris: Not only that, but how would we even get Voyager to the array without making those distortions worse? Remember, our warp core accentuated them, that's why Tuvok had to take a lower powered shuttle to even approach it.
Kim: The Hirogen certainly approached it. They had 3 warp capable ships closer to the array than we ever came.
Janeway: Harry, study the data from our encounters with the Hirogen at the Array and elsewhere. See if their ships or tactics were different enough from ours to allow them to approach it. B'Elanna? Start designing a "what if" catapault - using the last microsingularity as a template while Tuvok & Seven try to tell us if our ticket home is sitting out there in the middle of these distortions.
Scene Three
Doctor's office. Day 5. Afternoon.
(the Doctor, Naomi, Mezoti, Icheb, Rebi & Azan are there.)
EMH: I'm sorry children, but your tutorial with Lt Torres in Engineering has been canceled. The Captain has had the whole dept working on a special project for the last 2 days and she can't break away.
Icheb: We are aware. Have they confirmed whether another comm array, powered by a microsingularity is at the center of the distortions?
EMH: No - we're still not close enough for that. So... it looks like we have a free afternoon. What would you like to do?
Azan: Doctor? Is the Captain going to destroy this array like the last 2?
EMH: Excuse me?
Rebi: The last 2. She destroyed the microsingularity driven comm array 3 years ago.
Mezoti: And the Caretaker's Array 7 years ago.
Icheb: Does the Captain really want to go home?
Naomi: (flustered) Why of course she does!
Mezoti: Then why does she keep blowing everything up?
(Seven walks into Sickbay)
Seven: She does not "blow everything up", Mezoti. Excuse me, Doctor...
EMH: (relieved at the interruption) Yes?
Seven: I need to ask you to excuse Icheb from class today. He's needed in Astrometrics.
EMH: (waves his hand) Certainly, take him... I don't suppose you need anyone else?
Seven: Icheb will be sufficient. (she turns to the children) Do not let your imagination jump to unfounded conclusions. The Captain destroyed the Caretaker's Array to protect a race from genocide. She did not think "her" convenience was worth their extinction. She destabilized the microsingularity... which destroyed the last comm array, in order to save myself and Commander Tuvok from death at the hands of the Hirogen.
(Seven turns to leave with Icheb, but stops at the door)
Seven: Rest assured... she doesn't do it "because she wants to stay" in the DQ.
(Seven & Echeb exit sickbay)
Naomi: See! I told you so!
Mezoti: Doctor, there is something I don't understand about the Caretaker in Naomi's report. Why did he bother to pull all these ships from across the galaxy to try to procreate? Why not just clone himself?
EMH: Well, I never actually met him... when he was alive... so I can't be certain. Perhaps cloning his species was beyond his medical technology?
Azan: Why not just creat a holographic Caretaker? Someone like you, to watch over the array & the Ocampa? From Naomi's report, it's obvious he had the advanced holographic skills necessary to such a project.
Rebi: No - what if the holoemmitters went offline, or they lost power, or became overloaded with years of operations... No. The Caretaker SHOULD have constructed an Android, one like that Commander Data that Lt Torres told us about last month. He could have run the array for centuries on a separate power source.
Mezoti: It seems the Caretaker had better choices for a replacement than beings on ships 70,000 light years away in the Alpha Quadrant
EMH: Uhm, hmmm, well now, maybe he was more "lonely" than we realized. Maybe he was also searching for a companion.
Naomi: Doctor? There was 1 part of the Captain's story that I didn't understand when she told me.
EMH: What was that, Naomi?
Naomi: How come the Caretaker could find Voyager 70,000 light years away, but he couldn't find Suspira, his former mate, less than 2000 lightyears away?
EMH: Suspira spent most of her life in subspace, and he couldn't search there.
Mezoti: Perhaps, but it seems strange that he didn't notice the several thousand Ocampa living on HER Array.
EMH: Who knows, Mezoti, maybe he did find her... and she refused to "come home".
Naomi: Seven just told us NOT to jump to conclusions!
Rebi: Why didn't he just transport everyone to a new world with water?
Azan: Yes. And another thing... why did he wait until 6 months before dying to even start searching for "replacements"?
EMH: Hmmmm... I see several good ideas here to turn into your next school projects! I think we'll declare this afternoon "Independant Study" and let you start working on them!
(the kids get up and run out of the office, arguing about who got to do which idea.)
EMH: (wipes forehead with back of his hand) Thank God I've already lost my hair.
forehead with back of his hand) Thank God I've already lost my hair.
TEASER
Scene One
Corridor on Voyager. Day 1.
(Captain Kathryn Janeway & Commander Chakotay are walking.)
Chakotay: (laughing) So there I was, pinned down by the blistering attack of the Orion's Flagship... Phasers gone, warp drive gone, nowhere to run... and all I can think of is Damn it! I could take this guy out with one damn torpedo! What I would give for just one!
Janeway: A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse?
Chakotay: (smiles) Something like that.
Janeway: Unfortunately, Photon torpedos won't be invented for several more decades... sooo? How did you get out of it?
Chakotay: (dramatically) Phaser Banks empty. Torpedos nonexistant, the intrepid Captain Chakotay did the only thing he could... he set his ship to ramming speed and aimed for the Orion's bridge.
Janeway: (chuckling) A well known "intrepid Chakotay" tactic. So? When is your memorial service, since transporters were also non-existant at the time your "Birth of the Federation" holoprogram is set?
Chakotay: (laughing) Hah! Oh yee of little faith! My star cruiser may not have transporters, but it IS equipped with a state of the art/early 23rd century tractor beam. I used it to snag a burntout ore carrier from the convoy I was guarding, and held it in front of me like a battering ram!
Janeway: (scoffing) What about his shields?
Chakotay: (triumphant) Why do you think my phaser banks were empty? The shields he had left weren't even as strong as tissue paper! I jumped to full impulse and just before impact I disengaged the tractor beam and veered over his ship. The Ram, on the other hand, went through him like a straw through a tree in a tornado!
Janeway: I CAN'T believe that actually worked! I trust you don't plan on any such heroics on our bridge.
Chakotay: (grins) That's what's so fun about this holoprogram, Kathryn. It's like being on the frontier of space travel... anythings possible. You should try it.
Janeway: Hmmmm. No thanks. Guiding Voyager through the Delta Quadrant is "frontier" enough for me. I want a challenge on the holodeck, I'll try sailing one of Tom's 1927 racing sloops.
Chakotay: (smiling) You're on! I happen to have time booked on holodeck #2 tonight - at 7 pm.... Care to join me?
Janeway: (turning a corner, begins to nod) I think I can find my deck shoes by then.
(as KJ & Chak round the corner, they see Naomi at the end of the glass walled corridor. She is leaning into the window, and appears to be crying.)
Chakotay: (murmers) Red Alert.
Janeway: (whispers) I may be a little late getting to the dock, Chakotay.
Chakotay: (turns to KJ) Don't worry. I won't sail off without you.
Janeway: (does a doubletake) Sounds like a promise...
(Chak smiles and exits.)
Scene Two
Windowed corridor on Voyager.
(KJ walks up to stand next to Naomi Wildman. She looks intently out the window at the star trails caused by Voyager's passing by at warp speed. Naomi happens to look up, and then jumps.)
Naomi: (brushing at her tears) CAPTAIN! I'm, I'm so sorry... I, I, I didn't mean to... didn't realize it was... Oh geeeezzzz. I've got to go home now.
Janeway: (still looking out the window) At ease, crewman. I just thought I'd join you in admiring this wonderful view.
(pause)
Janeway: Naomi? (KJ's hand drops to rest on Naomi's shoulder)
Naomi: Yessss, Captain?
Janeway: Why is the Captain's assistant crying in front of such a beautiful sight?
Naomi: (sighs) It's not a big deal, Captain. Nothing YOU need to bother with.
Janeway: Hmmmmm... Have you talked with your Mom or Neelix about this?
Naomi: (shakes head) No. Neelix would just tell me to "be nice" and Mom would just shrug and say, "These things happen - don't let it worry you."
Janeway: Well, what about Seven - or the Doctor? You get along well with them.
Naomi: (jerks to attention) Oh No! Seven would just look at me like I was a baby and say "Pride is irrelevent", and the Doctor would try to distract me with the next slideshow he's going to give the senior staff.
Janeway: The NEXT slide show... he's got another one planned?
Naomi: Uh huh.
Janeway: Well, I guess that just leaves me.
Naomi: (croaks) Oh Captain. I get so tired of Mezoti & the boys knowing everything. (she sniffs) I love them, I really do! But, its just... they remember EVERYTHING they ever learned as a Borg, and they show off all the time. (she peers out the window) You don't know what its like to always have someone correct you, or beat you to an answer whenever the Doc or Neelix or someone gives a pop quiz at school.
Janeway: (smiles as she strokes Naomi's hair) Oh.... I think I could guess.
Naomi: If there was something I knew that they didn't, then it wouldn't be so bad... but they've assimilated EVERYONE, they KNOW everything!
Janeway: (kneels down next to Naomi to look her in the eye.) Believe me, Naomi. The Borg don't "know everything." In fact, I know of at least one DQ race they haven't assimilated... what do you know about a planet called "Ocampa", and a wonderous race of people who live there?
Naomi: (hopeful) Nothing... except Neelix's friend Kes was Ocampan.
Janeway: (stands up) Well... I think that little deficiency in your education can be easily corrected. Walk with me crewman.
ACT ONE
Scene One
Day 3. Astrometrics.
(B'Elanna & Seven are working.)
B'Elanna: Damn! It's still not working. Try aligning the main deflector again.
Seven: Agreed...................... No Effect.
B'Elanna: I'm beginning to think Icheb's wormhole emmission detector is more trouble than its worth. It's been installed 4 weeks now... and it's been OFFline more than it's been on!
Seven: I concurr. Perhaps we should ask Icheb to assist us.
B'Elanna: (head jerks up/pride challenged) He's assisted us so many times in the last month, that I doubt there's something he knows about this sensor that he hasn't already divulged. Look - he's still in class... lets let him be. Anyway... for ONCE I'd like to figure this out without the help of a teenager... Okay?
Seven: (smiles slightly) Agreed. Realigning the deflector again...
B'Elanna: Good... look, lets reverse the polarity this time...
Seven: (surprised) It worked.
B'Elanna: Q'Plah! (she smacks Seven on the shoulder as Icheb walks in)
Icheb: Am I interrupting?
B'Elanna: No, Icheb. Just doing a little tweaking on your sensor array.
Icheb: (frowning at console) It was malfunctioning again? I do not understand why it does that. Perhaps I should just dismantle it and redesign its matrix. (moves towards the console)
B'Elanna: (frantic) NO! Don't you dare touch it!
(Icheb stops, and looks to Seven, puzzled)
Seven: What the Lt. means, is that we have spent 2 hours repairing it. We should wait for it to go offline again, before you dismantle it.
B'Elanna: If! IF it goes off line again, Seven. Think Positive!
Seven: Thinking "positive" is irrelevent, Lt.
Icheb: 2 hours? You should have called me to help.
Seven: You were otherwise engaged.
B'Elanna: (packing up her tools) So, how was school today?
Icheb: (frown) Confusing.
Seven: How so?
Icheb: Naomi presented a report on a species called "Ocampa". It didn't make sense.
Seven: (defensive?) Recall, Icheb. Naomi is quite a bit younger than you, and she hasn't been enhanced by Borg technology. You shouldn't expect her projects to be as advanced as yours.
Icheb: (shakes head) It's not that, Seven. I am used to her level of education, and I always take that into account. It's just "what" she said was highly unlikely.
B'Elanna: Explain.
Icheb: A race that lives only 9 years? It grows to full adulthood in 1, reproduces by 4 & descends into senility and death by 9?
B'Elanna: Whats your point?
Icheb: Impossible.
B'Elanna: Improbable, maybe, but not impossible. We made 1st contact with this race in our 1st days in the DQ... and one member even traveled with us for 3 years... before you came to Voyager.
Icheb: Kes.... yes, I recall the effects of her return visit last year. (turns to Seven) Neelix liked the report & gave her an "excellent" grade. But neither he nor Naomi could answer Azan's question.
Seven: Which was?
Icheb: How does a race survive, producing 1 child per couple?
B'Elanna: (stopping at the entrance to astrometrics) Excuse me?
Icheb: Naomi said the Ocampa go through a fertile time at age 3-4. It is the only time they can procreate, and that they produce only one child. Azan pointed out that each succeeding generation would be half the size as the last... until it was extinct.
B'Elanna: (puzzled) Perhaps...
(a Com badge beeps)
Janeway's voice: Janeway to Lt Torres and Seven of Nine... respond.
B'Elanna: Yes, Captain?
Janeway's voice: Report to the bridge at once.
B'Elanna: Aye, Captain. (turns back to Icheb) Good question, Icheb. But I'm sure there's some logical explanation. Why don't you ask the Doctor?
Scene Two
Voyager's Bridge, day 3.
(Harry Kim & Tom Paris are at their posts. Chakotay is at the console behind Janeway's chair. Janeway and Tuvok are at tactical.)
Janeway: Has the probe sent back anything yet?
Chakotay: No. Harry? Can we remodulate the sensors to detect gravimetric distortions in the theta range? I'd like a better idea of what's out there before we get too close.
(turbolift doors open - out walks B'Elanna & Seven)
Kim: If we disengage the main deflector from all secondary activity, and realign it, we should be able to reach into the theta range.
B'Elanna: What's up? We just spent 2 hours realigning the deflector for the wormhole detector. Why must we disconnect it now?
Janeway: (points to display) We've detected mild gravimetric distortion waves, reminiscent of the ones associated with that alien communication array we found 3 years ago. I want to know exactly "how" similar they are. Tom. Continue our present course, warp factor One. Harry. Realign the deflector. Seven. I need you and Tuvok to find out if a microsingulairity is at the epicenter of these distortion waves, like last time.
Seven: For what purpose, Captain. We do not need a comm system to reach Earth, now that we use the monthly pulsar driven midas array
Janeway: A microsingularity has easily 1,000,000 times the power of a tetrion generator. If it exists, I'd like to see if B'Elanna can adapt the Catapault technology to use that power... and catapault us all the way home.
B'Elanna: (clearly intrigued) The gravimetric distortions we encountered near the last array would tear any catapault apart.
Paris: Not only that, but how would we even get Voyager to the array without making those distortions worse? Remember, our warp core accentuated them, that's why Tuvok had to take a lower powered shuttle to even approach it.
Kim: The Hirogen certainly approached it. They had 3 warp capable ships closer to the array than we ever came.
Janeway: Harry, study the data from our encounters with the Hirogen at the Array and elsewhere. See if their ships or tactics were different enough from ours to allow them to approach it. B'Elanna? Start designing a "what if" catapault - using the last microsingularity as a template while Tuvok & Seven try to tell us if our ticket home is sitting out there in the middle of these distortions.
Scene Three
Doctor's office. Day 5. Afternoon.
(the Doctor, Naomi, Mezoti, Icheb, Rebi & Azan are there.)
EMH: I'm sorry children, but your tutorial with Lt Torres in Engineering has been canceled. The Captain has had the whole dept working on a special project for the last 2 days and she can't break away.
Icheb: We are aware. Have they confirmed whether another comm array, powered by a microsingularity is at the center of the distortions?
EMH: No - we're still not close enough for that. So... it looks like we have a free afternoon. What would you like to do?
Azan: Doctor? Is the Captain going to destroy this array like the last 2?
EMH: Excuse me?
Rebi: The last 2. She destroyed the microsingularity driven comm array 3 years ago.
Mezoti: And the Caretaker's Array 7 years ago.
Icheb: Does the Captain really want to go home?
Naomi: (flustered) Why of course she does!
Mezoti: Then why does she keep blowing everything up?
(Seven walks into Sickbay)
Seven: She does not "blow everything up", Mezoti. Excuse me, Doctor...
EMH: (relieved at the interruption) Yes?
Seven: I need to ask you to excuse Icheb from class today. He's needed in Astrometrics.
EMH: (waves his hand) Certainly, take him... I don't suppose you need anyone else?
Seven: Icheb will be sufficient. (she turns to the children) Do not let your imagination jump to unfounded conclusions. The Captain destroyed the Caretaker's Array to protect a race from genocide. She did not think "her" convenience was worth their extinction. She destabilized the microsingularity... which destroyed the last comm array, in order to save myself and Commander Tuvok from death at the hands of the Hirogen.
(Seven turns to leave with Icheb, but stops at the door)
Seven: Rest assured... she doesn't do it "because she wants to stay" in the DQ.
(Seven & Echeb exit sickbay)
Naomi: See! I told you so!
Mezoti: Doctor, there is something I don't understand about the Caretaker in Naomi's report. Why did he bother to pull all these ships from across the galaxy to try to procreate? Why not just clone himself?
EMH: Well, I never actually met him... when he was alive... so I can't be certain. Perhaps cloning his species was beyond his medical technology?
Azan: Why not just creat a holographic Caretaker? Someone like you, to watch over the array & the Ocampa? From Naomi's report, it's obvious he had the advanced holographic skills necessary to such a project.
Rebi: No - what if the holoemmitters went offline, or they lost power, or became overloaded with years of operations... No. The Caretaker SHOULD have constructed an Android, one like that Commander Data that Lt Torres told us about last month. He could have run the array for centuries on a separate power source.
Mezoti: It seems the Caretaker had better choices for a replacement than beings on ships 70,000 light years away in the Alpha Quadrant
EMH: Uhm, hmmm, well now, maybe he was more "lonely" than we realized. Maybe he was also searching for a companion.
Naomi: Doctor? There was 1 part of the Captain's story that I didn't understand when she told me.
EMH: What was that, Naomi?
Naomi: How come the Caretaker could find Voyager 70,000 light years away, but he couldn't find Suspira, his former mate, less than 2000 lightyears away?
EMH: Suspira spent most of her life in subspace, and he couldn't search there.
Mezoti: Perhaps, but it seems strange that he didn't notice the several thousand Ocampa living on HER Array.
EMH: Who knows, Mezoti, maybe he did find her... and she refused to "come home".
Naomi: Seven just told us NOT to jump to conclusions!
Rebi: Why didn't he just transport everyone to a new world with water?
Azan: Yes. And another thing... why did he wait until 6 months before dying to even start searching for "replacements"?
EMH: Hmmmm... I see several good ideas here to turn into your next school projects! I think we'll declare this afternoon "Independant Study" and let you start working on them!
(the kids get up and run out of the office, arguing about who got to do which idea.)
EMH: (wipes forehead with back of his hand) Thank God I've already lost my hair.
forehead with back of his hand) Thank God I've already lost my hair.
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