• Subspace Link: Established
  • Starfleet Database: Connected
  • Quantum Memory Field: stable
  • Optical Data Network: rerouting
11-1524
12-0730
13-318
14-DL44
15-3504
02-262000
101
7109
1966
36
880
204
1954
11.3
6.8
241
309
7.08
9.9
12.20
53
1961
2.16
1725
631
484
30
7952
97
102
8102
1987
044
0051
1968
704
1031
56
1954
764
1940
1935
1972
815
4.12
2023
76
957
9381
864
126
1008
103
714
1993
954
4.4
1969
68
91
1984
21
716
801
417
602
5618
238
1443
908
07
066
44
128
2705
104
6104
1995
3.22
1931
0.0
008
1701
184
218
908
10
85
1888
27
2879
213
1057
117
2025
988
3074
848
105
08
2001
713
079
1977
LV
426
105
10
1642
1979
402
795
361
0852
984
1058
007
1989
73
0484
261
106
31
2017
429
65
871
24
541
656
M
113
12.6
27
05
85
12.25
7884
8807
23
250
1047
322
88
107
5
2022
784
3304
42
733
1224
5801
23
1015
84
36
029
24
318
12.24
27
1905
809
711
2305
324
108
23
174
91
947
28
527
04
469
22
88
1985
540
3121
308
9571
404
1994
55
1995
9777
476
2805
03-111968
04-041969
05-1701D
06-071984
07-081940
08-47148
09-081966
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Crisis on Cressida, Part 4

Mission report

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Captain's Log

Supplemental: Time is running short. With only an hour left before the city fails completely, we must focus our efforts as diligently as possible. A group of Klingons has set our efforts back, though only trivially, as they engage in a suicide mission on the planet below. The evacuation will continue apace as an away team travels to the planet in a commandeered shuttle to attempt rescue of our personnel and prevent any further cultural contamination.

Lieutenant Cohnson piloted the the commandeered Orion shuttle down to Kizomic VI, with Captain Ral and Lieutenant Ma’a’yan making up the rest of the away team, with Urotoxa as a prisoner in tow. As they descended through the gaseous and then liquid layers of the planet they saw a small city carved out of a calcium-like growth of solid material surrounded by a group of Kizomic natives pointing spears and other simple weapons at an approaching creature: an amalgamation of a dozen of the same devouring creatures the crew had encountered in the city above, half floating, half sinking in the Kizomic atmosphere, but obviously headed towards the city. The Klingons were already trying to attack the creature — floating in their stolen Starfleet EVA suits — to no avail, their disruptors could not function in the dense liquid atmosphere. The creature’s corrosive tentacles wrapped around and burned through the suits on two of the Klingons, exposing them to the atmosphere and killing them in seconds.

From the Orion shuttle above, the crew scanned the scene, finding that the hostages in the stolen shuttle were safe and the Kizomic city was unremarkable. Because it was too dense and heavy in the liquid layer to maintain its altitude, the creature was decidedly sinking, although fighting against it on a trajectory that put it undoubtedly on track to land in the center of the native city. It also had a concentration of gradons along what appears to be its digestive tract, implying that it likely fed on minerals rich in gradons. Science Officer Ma’a’yan knew that gradons are a type of particle that move along dimensional gradients and the energy they release is termed “gradonic radiation.” The crew posited that generating a burst of gradonic radiation might draw the creature away from the populated area and Lt. Ma’a’yan reconfigured the shuttle’s deflector dish to target the burst outside of the city, in the depths of the liquid layer, while Lt. Cohnson piloted the shuttle outside the limited reach of the creature. The burst instantly drew the attention of the devourer amalgam and it dove off after into the distant depths of Kizomic VI.

With the creature safely dispatched, Lt. Cohnson landed the shuttle, aligning it with the disabled shuttle’s cargo hatch, chanting “aft-to-aft” the whole time. The crew was able to free the restrained Ensign Deadman and civilians and repair the minor sabotage that had disabled the shuttle. As Security Officer Cohnson cuffed the now drunk on battle Klingons, Captain Ral and Urotoxa met a representative from the natives who came down to speak with them. The Universal Translator struggled with their language but they were able to convey the basic ideas: “Many thanks help. Outsider woman work with machine,” he pointed at Urotoxa. “Friend yes — bring supplies, food — ask to be alone to work with machine,” now he pointed at the sky. “We not interfere but demons arrive — woman leave suddenly — worry that she bring demons — but she bring you — she bring help. Many thanks — she save us all.”