<< OOC ... this log is there to show you that a log of yours doesnt have to be extremly long, nor is it required to introduce wonderfull discoveries or events. You can the same log about your feelings about what is just happening or write your bit about things already logged. Afterall ... the thing what matters most is fun, isnt it? ::grins:: >> ====== Bridge, USS Chimera ===== Shane immediately barked: "Red alert! Raise shields!" The bridge changed again as the light dimmed and the redd-ish lighting took on intensity. "Details Miss C'el" Shane shouted. It seemd like eternity till the female ATAC replied: "Those objects and duranium disks with a perimeter from 10 cm to 20 cm. Just plain duranium ... nothing more". "What?" Shane asked, "what are they?" An another sequence of buttons tapped and C'el replied: "Those are manufacturing parts of an recycling tank mechanism, federation origin. No explosives, just metal disks." It took Shane half a moment to ask: "They are making fun of us, arent they?" Who else then Andy could reply: "Yes, sir ...exactly ... ist a joke ... like saying: "Scared you, didnt we ?!" "Miss C'el, do you have any signs of the cloacked shuttle?" Shane asked quite annoyed. After a moment she replied: "Nothing besides the particle outburst 30 seconds ago. I've tried to direct the tachyon beam at the location of the outburst, but its nothing there anymore ... nada ... nutting" Shane looked sideways at the female ATAC. {Is she making fun of me?} he thought. For the moment he decided not to comment C'els words and looked at LT. Foster when a call from Engineering interrupted him. +taps+ LT Versey to Cmdr Guzman +taps+ Guzman here, go ahead Mr Versey. +taps+ I wouldn't recommend warp drive sir, I have discovered a trojan horse virus in several ships systems. And if we go to warp the ship could be ripped apart. +taps+ Which systems are we talking about LT. +taps+ Navigation, sensors, key inertial dampers, phaser control, and commun ... Versey's words were cut off by squeeking sounds of an unpleasant intesity. Shane hitted his console and closed the intercomm channel. {What the hell is going on here?} he thought {trojan virus?} he wondered. Only now he realised that whoever the enemy was this time ... it was no dum Jem'har but someone far more cunning and clever and who knows what other 'surprises' were waiting for them. Shane looked at Foster who shook his head and said: "COMM is down sir as well as some other systems" Shane frowned and asked: "Computer?". Foster noded: "Its all right ... for the moment". Shane sighed and said: "Send a message to Engineering that the disinfection of our systems from the virus is top priority". Turning back to C'el Shane said: "Cancel red alert, but maintain shields cadet". Shane heard C'el complying but had to turn to face Commander Palmer who turned in her seat and said with a slight grin: "Sir, I've analysed the data about the metal disks the enemy released at us. Among those disks are several round shaped smaler obejects made of tin." Shane wondered: "Tin?" That type of an alloy was not used within the federation ship design for centuries ... Shane knew only about a handfull of things that actually were made of tin, but none of that could be expected in space. "What is it Commander" Palmer did her best not to chuckle: "Bottled beer's plug, tin bottled beer's plug" she said. {What the heck!} Shane thought, {whats that? A flying circus or something?} he courced mentally, {or is this some kind of a freaky message I dont understand} Shane looked at the empty seat on his left side where Athena used to sit more or less often {Where's a psychologist when one needs 'em} ===== End of log ===== Cmdr. Shane Guzman CO USS Chimera