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Second Mission: The Delivery (Part 2.5 – Persons of Interest) #Amalgaverse With all hands sheltered in the shielded core, the baryon sweep rolls across the Enterprise, a red glow moving section by section from the nacelles to the engineering hull, then finally up and over the saucer.  The subspace organisms burn and flake away into space, and the hull comes up clean. But the sweep has scorched the warp coils.  “Cooked,”says Scotty, “like a Burns Night haggis.”  He starts repairs while the Enterprise limps on through the corridor at reduced warp.  The margin on Zax’s delivery is shrinking by the hour. With the ship out of danger for the moment, the crew turns its attention to the passengers. Thor volunteers to ask Zax what makes him worth all this trouble.  Zax is delighted to tell him, launching into a series of personal reflections that provide absolutely no insight into his current circumstances but paint an excruciatingly detailed portrait of his childhood on Rigel and his strong opinions on Andorian theater.  Two hours in, Thor raises a hand and says: “Stop talking.”  Zax falls silent, mid-sentence.  “Thank you,”says Thor.  He leaves, later reporting: “I learned nothing.  Except that Andorian theater is apparently very derivative.” Aeryn Sun takes a seat across from Lucinda in Ten Forward and attempts to engage her in conversation.  But Lucinda neither confirms nor denies anything, and politely turns every question back on Aeryn. “She never sits with her back to the door,”notes Aeryn, “and always keeps her right hand free.  Clocks anyone who comes within three metras of her.  She’s ex-military.  I’d know.” Daniel shares a meal with Milo, expecting small talk, and ends up deep in a debate about the Ancients. “He made a couple of great points about ascension I’d never even considered,”marvels Daniel.  “And I’ve actually ascended!” G’Kar, no stranger to diplomats, finds Robespierre happy to discuss his distinguished career, including the three promotions he was unfairly denied.  Every question about the mission, however, meets a polite and immovable wall. “He reminds me of a Centauri I know,”says G’Kar.  “All smiles, and a vault of secrets behind them.” Then Carter calls you to engineering.  She and Data have been piecing together data recovered from Dunsel, who trundles nearby, cheerfully greeting the same wall panel for the third time. When the cruiser’s engines failed, Dunsel apparently ran a diagnostic and logged his findings before anyone could stop him.  The failure was no accident.  Someone sabotaged the engines and forced the cruiser out of warp, which is how the mercs knew exactly where to find it.  Then they tried to bury the evidence by wiping Dunsel’s memory stores.  The wipe damaged his neural network, which explains his odd behavior. Someone aboard that cruiser sabotaged their own ship.  And that someone is now aboard the Enterprise. What do you do first? A) Search the guest quarters.  Fast and direct, but a careful mole will have hidden anything worth finding, and you’ll have tipped your hand.  Also, a diplomat’s quarters are off limits, and Robespierre will make sure Starfleet hears about it. B) Request background checks from Starfleet Command.  They’ll be thorough but slow, and the answers may not arrive before the delivery. C) Surreptitiously question them about their whereabouts in the hour the cruiser was sabotaged, but don't tip your hand. D) Confront them.  Gather all four passengers, announce there’s a saboteur among them, and watch how each one reacts.  It might shake something loose, or it might drive the mole to ground. E) Use Dunsel as bait.  Let word slip that his memory can be fully restored, and watch who comes for him.  It could catch the mole in the act, but Dunsel may not survive a second attempt. Choose! [END OF ACT TWO] Recruit a crewmate. Share this with a fellow fan! Then TURN ON NOTIFICATIONS so that you don't miss a step on this mission! See below for our Previously On recap - or check out the glorious Amalagaverse website: amalgaverse.link/index.html by @ugorur

Second Mission: The Delivery (Part 2.4 – Hitchhikers) #Amalgaverse Garak enters the briefing room carrying two cups of tea, Early Grey, hot, and takes a seat across from its sole other occupant, Algernon.  Garak smiles amiably and notes: “Forgive me, I’m a tailor by trade and can’t help but notice.  That armor is magnificent.  Hand-riveted and fitted to the man. I do admire a gentleman of refinement, especially one who’s had to make his way in a rough trade.” “Kind of you to say,”replies the burly merc.  “It has served me well in my travails through the Hadrion Sector.”  Then, dropping the pleasantries: “If you’re here to repeat the Captain’s terms, I’m afraid my answer hasn’t changed.” “Oh, I’m not here on the Captain’s behalf,”Garak informs him.  “I’m here on yours.  Your employer will, no doubt, soon be wondering what you’ve told us.” Algernon is unfazed by the subtle threat: “Men in our trade are arrested every other week, old chap.  Starfleet can announce we’ve sung like Vaborian string birds, and no one worth fearing will believe a word of it.” “From Starfleet, certainly not,”agrees Garak.  Then, leaning in conspiratorially: “But scurrilous rumors of that sort have a way of finding the whisper network of underground back channels.  THOSE command the proper attention.” Algernon’s eyes narrow: “And you claim to have such contacts?” Garak throws his hands up in mock surrender and sits back, all smiles.  “Of course not.  I’m just plain, simple Garak.  A humble tailor.” Algernon relaxes.  A beat. Then Garak, as if struck by a thought: “Speaking of which, when you inevitably make your way back to the Hadrion Sector, give my regards to Glaxnor the Miscreant.” Algernon shifts uncomfortably in his tiny chair.  “Glaxnor?  You know Glaxnor?” “Only professionally.  I made him a coat of Betazoid silk last season.  He was thrilled with the results.”  A knowing smile.  “Please, do tell him I asked after him.” Algernon considers.  Then talks.  He reveals that he and Mira were hired through a faceless go-between, but the payment came from a Klingon Great House.  He lowers his voice: “Our employer was most insistent that this Harven Zax be taken alive.  He’s carrying something of theirs, you see.  A secret worth a war.  And before they kill him, they mean to learn who else he’s shared it with.”   He adds that they were given the coordinates of the cruiser transporting Zax, only to drop out of warp far too close to a black hole, which is where the Enterprise found them.  Garak finds this odd.  The cruiser’s engines failed without warning.  So how did anyone know where to find it? Meanwhile, on the bridge, Kirk is awaiting an update from Garak when, suddenly, the ship shudders.  Scotty flags an energy drain which Data traces to the nacelles.   Data uses the hull sensors to build a composite image of the ship’s exterior, revealing: Both nacelles crusted with glittering green growth, creeping down the pylons and across the engineering hull, climbing the neck towards the saucer. Whatever it is, it’s alive.  And growing. Data finds a match in an old Vulcan survey entry: subspace organisms that feed on warp fields.   Unfortunately, the entry offers no solution.  The survey crew documented the infestation as it consumed their ship, but never found a way to stop it.  Their log was recovered by a salvage crew that found the ship adrift and drained of all power, the organisms long gone. How do you deal with them? A) Starve them.  Drop out of warp and let the nacelles go cold.  It will cost hours the Enterprise can’t spare, and nobody knows how long these things can last without feeding. B) Burn them off.  Rig the ship to hit her own nacelles with a baryon sweep.  It could strip them clean, but the sweep might also damage the warp coils the ship needs to deliver Zax on time. C) Flush them off.  Vent warp plasma through the nacelles and blast them loose.  The ship will lose plasma it needs to stay at speed, and the trail it leaves will lead anyone hunting Zax straight to the Enterprise. Choose! Recruit a crewmate. Share this with a fellow fan! Then TURN ON NOTIFICATIONS so that you don't miss a step on this mission! See below for our Previously On recap - or check out the glorious Amalagaverse website: amalgaverse.link/index.html by @ugorur Today's post is dedicated to the memory of the late, great Sir Patrick Stewart. Engage.