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 Post subject: Episode 23 - The New Reality
PostPosted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 12:14 am 
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Libra Fleet – after Jump
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Day 94

Commander Guynes watched the DRADIS as the civilian ships jumped to the new location. Something seemed amiss when the Libra and Griffyn appeared.

Newly promoted Captain Amanda Bays counted the ship three times. She turned white with the realization of what she had seen.

“Commander, Colonel! Palatine and Morning Angel are not here.”

“Double check your equipment, Captain. Run a full diagnostic.” Colonel Wilson barked.

Several tense moments past as CIC looked at Capt. Bays at the tactical station. She finally looked to the command table.

“Diagnostic test confirms all equipment is functioning. We have two lost ships, sirs!”

Commander Guynes wasted no time.

“Comms, get me Griffyn and Libra now! Colonel Wilson, get in touch with Butler and have him get the scouts and raptors ready for launch.”

“Yes sir.”

Gods, we just got the Commander back…please not this, not now! Guynes thought.

Specialist Sarah Davidson met Guynes gaze “Sir, Griffyn and Libra on the line.”

Commander Guynes grabbed the handset out of the cradle. “This is Taurus Actual, I show Palatine and Morning Angel as missing. Please confirm.”

Herald looked up at the DRADIS screen, that was just now filling up with the new contacts. ["Frak... I mean, confirmed Guynes"], Herald said, nearly slinging the handset.

["Libra here."] Vansen said through the electronic communications. ["We confirm the two ships are not here. They jumped with the rest before we did. All jumps looked good."]

“I showed both ships at the old location before we jumped and I know neither of you would have left them there.” Guynes said. “Commander, Taurus ranger scouts and raptors are prepping for launch. I’d like to green-light them for a search as soon as we coordinate.”

["Green light the scouts for launch, begin with the last coordinates, in case they jump back. In the meantime we'll check our computers to see if they received accurate coordinates, and also we'll prep Raptors to launch as well"], Herald said.

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“Raptor 948 will return to our previous jump point and search the area for our missing ships. All other raptors, you have your assigned search areas based off of possible jump distances.” Captain Kevin Butler said as he pointed to a hastily made chart. “Ranger scouts will head out to their assigned jump points and start a deep scan, listening for radio traffic.”

Butler looked across the room and frowned “I did the rough math in my head and these two ships have over 1800 people in them. That’s 1800 people who maybe scared out of their minds at this point…we need to bring them home. Good luck and watch out for Cylons. Dismissed.”

Kevin watched his pilots scramble out to the hanger deck and to their craft. He saw the deckhands doing their jobs and getting the raptors and scouts up to the deck.

Good luck and I wish I was going with you, thought Taurus’ new CAG.

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"Sunuvabitch!" Captain Gabriel Keramidas cursed on his ship's bridge. "Illustrious vanishes, then shows up days later, only for two other ships to vanish! Well, the military can kiss my ass if they think we're going wait for days, for the cylons to find us.
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"What the frak?" Co-pilot Steven Coraci asked rhetorically. "It was a simple Jump. I mean, I can understand that we Heavies are fuel guzzlers and our FTLs aren't the best.. but two ships don't make the mark?

Captain Richard Didimour agreed with him. "I know, Steven. It's eerie, like maybe Fate or something chose to pluck those two from our number. Or maybe it was just a cruel random roll of the dice by the gods."

"Well... whatever it is.. it makes me want to settle on a planet." Coraci remarkd. "Maybe those scientists of Outpost 29 can find us one soon. We settle, and the military keeps watch from orbit."

"I don't know , Steven. I think we need to put more distance between us and the cylons first."


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Lt Stiller had went to the FTL console and began running checks on the jump coordinates, while Lt Braddock aided Landry in searching the data at the comms console.

All of the data so far was conclusive: the jump coordinates transmitted to the fleet were consistent, and none of them were tweaked by a computer glitch.

"There wasn't any gravity wells in the area to affect FTL, or any other anomalies sir", Braddock said, in a very mellow tone to Herald.

Herald shook his head, wondering when Mongoose would have the Raptors launched.

We kept things together the entire time the Commander was gone, and now we lose two ships, Herald thought.

"Braddock, check the computers again, and check as deep as you can in the algorithms", he replied.

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"Mamaaaaaa!"

"Not NOW, Else!" Inga ground her teeth. She loved her daughters dearly, totally, completely... but sometimes she wanted to throttle them! Mostly Else, though. For the love of Hera, but that girl could try Penelope's patience!

She put her youngest and her demands out of mind and concentrated on the DRADIS. There was no mistaking it - Palatine and Morning Angel had not joined the fleet after the jump. What if...?

Her heart in her mouth, she grabbed the handset to ring up a ship.

"Catalina? This is Demeter, Captain Inga Mueller. I need to check if one of the delegates made it to your ship before the jump..."

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Dean Cowan and Lucy Walters entered CIC with several laptop cases, noticing that everyone around them seemed a bit uneasy. Michael Braddock pointed to the NavComm system without saying a word… Dean nodded and set his laptop case down next to it alongside his briefcase. He opened both as quickly as possible and watched Lucy do the same.

At least two ships lost!

Word had spread through the ship like wildfire… the latest gossip about Palatine and Morning Angel was probably all over the ship by now. Even on a military vessel there were information leaks, but there was simply no way to contain news like their current situation. These days, virtually every person in the fleet kept a well-trained eye on the ships next to them; it was a growing “buddy” system that the Colonials went through each time they were forced to flee the Cylons once more.

It helped them bond, it helped them care for each other, but each time a ship went missing it terrified everyone.

One of these days, it will likely be us, Cowan thought to himself, noticing that he had forgotten to bring his thermos. Damn! No coffee club today!

Lucy had already interfaced her laptop with the Navigation computer – Dean deliberately left his unlinked. He activated the wireless but did not interface with the network so that he could run a few isolated tests on data that Walters uploaded to his system. Together they worked quickly, checking and double-checking, running diagnostics, and comparing the results with established operating guidelines.

“I don’t see anything wrong,” Lucy said with a frown, watching data scroll past her screen. “The coordinates were correct, the transmissions we made to other ships all appear valid, and we received confirmation.”

“Perhaps our networking firewalls aren’t as perfect as we’d like them to be…” growled Dean irritably. “There were Cylons spotted close to us… possibly the Raiders or Uriel frakked with a couple of the ships.”

“Isn’t Uriel on the Astral Dawn?” Lucy was leaning over her computer, and Dean did his best to ignore the long dark ponytail that hung down the side of her face. She always looked so cute to him, even when she was serious and working hard.

“I don’t remember all of the details, but didn’t Uriel announce on his broadcast to the fleet that he came aboard in a pressure suit? It’s possible he changed ships.”

Lucy snorted. “We need better search procedures on these ships... I find it hard to believe that no one has caught him yet.”

Hearing her words, Dean thought about the situation carefully. It was remarkable, actually, that they functioned as well as they did considering the constant, unrelenting threat that they lived under day after day. Effectively the fleet was a large floating city of individuals of all kinds, cramped together in a few dozen space going vessels. The fact that engines and computers continued to function reliably, resources were distributed properly – it was a remarkable thing they were doing.

“Sooner or later he’ll be caught,” Cowan decided confidently. “I’m sure of that. We’re all damned good at our jobs, or we wouldn’t be alive.”

“Well there’s nothing wrong with this NavComm system,” she confirmed, turning and shaking her head at Braddock. “Everything is working perfectly.”

Celia Landry watched them pack up as Cowan saluted the Commander and reported the good news. “Everything is working here Commander,” he stated briskly. “Unless we can find the other two ships and check their systems it will be difficult to determine what went wrong. So if you don’t need us for anything else, I forgot my thermos and I’d like to buy my girlfriend a cup of coffee!”

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This time TWO of our ships are missing! What the hell is going on? Did the ******* pirates come back?

-- Douglas, Hydrus

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No... I checked and the damned Bellerophon is right where it's supposed to be. I don't think it was the pirates this time.

-- Arlen, Pan Galactic 76

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We've got to find a way to leave these Cylons behind. If we don't discover how to keep them from finding us what good can come of our surviving? How would we ever colonize a planet when they can just show up and blow us out of existence? I'm really sick and tired of just sitting here with little or nothing to do wondering when my ship is going to explode around me. Do you know how much sleep that I've lost trying to deal with the constant fear of being shot out of the sky? What good is all this technology that we've built if the Cylons can find us over and over and over and over again. I've HAD IT I tell you... just plain had it!!!!!!!!!!

-- CoolZule, Discovery

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Hey cool, why don't you shut your whiney mouth. If you don't have anything to do, we've got some heavy lifting for you here on the Horn.

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"What's the military hiding from us? What's Captain Bevfah hiding from us? What is going on?'" The man was beginning to ramble.

"Easy, Jim." His wife said. "I'm sure we'll be told soon enough."

"THIS I wanna hear. PAL is gone, I tell you. Frakkin' gone. It's always to our port right over there."

He pointed out the porthole to nothing but blackness.

"It's gone , folks!" he announced loudly in the crowed seating area. "The PAL is gone. She didn't Jump with us!"


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Adrianna Cardelli was seated on the edge of her private room’s bed when a soft knock sounded at her door. She pushed aside the pile of notes that she had been reading through, stood up and crossed the room. She casually brushed the wrinkles out of her slacks and then opened the door.

“Can I help you?” She recognized one of the Convention staffers on Andrea Yates team standing outside.

“Ms. Cardelli?” The young man looked extremely agitated. “Andrea asked me to stop by and let you know that the fleet BBS has posts from several people who noticed that Morning Angel and Palatine failed to make the most recent jump with us. There is also word of mouth gossip regarding this same issue spreading rapidly throughout this ship, along with speculation as to whether the military knows where they are.”

“Two ships are gone?” Adrianna asked with astonishment, watching the man nod.

“We’re debating whether or not to tell Ms. Liala… until the rumors are confirmed,” he added.

“Even rumors need to be managed on a topic like this.” Adrianna reached over to a desktop and picked up the card key to her room. “Come with me,” she said to the young man. “Let’s go talk to Liza.”

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She was standing in one corner of the room, watching them all, having managed to finally steal a moment's peace from the inane conversations all the delegates seemed to all want to have with her. Now, she stood there, her ears and mind automatically scanning through the conversations in the room, picking out a few words of each, one by one. So far, nothing was remotely intersting....

"......need to keep the cubit....."

".....thought it was free, so he drank it all...."

"....don't see why politics is always so slow...."

".....asked me to marry him last week, but..."

"....played Pyramid back on Geminon...."

"....think she's over there, by the plant in the corner...."

She immediatly snapped to that conversation, tuning out the others and focusing in on it, by reflex. She was by the plant in the corner...

A moment later, she recognized the voice. Adrianna Cardelli. And she sounded...concerned. Tense. More tense than simply political matters could explain.

She spotted the other woman near the door to the reception room, gulped down the last of her drink, then abandoned her empty glass near the plant, and gently elbowed her way through the crowd, towards Cardelli and her companion.

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Major Watkins was visiting Major Johnson on the Perseus when the order to jump was given. After it was found that the Morning Angel and Palatine were missing, she was allowed to use the CIC to coordinate the search with the other ship commanders and CAGs.

The search pattern looked like two nets on paper: an inner net and an outer net. The ‘inner net’ was composed of raptors searching from the old fleet location. The ‘outer net ‘ was made up of the Rangers on the far edge of their range. They listened for the ships (and for Cylons) with their specialized equipment.

The net on paper was good. Electronically, there were no gaps in the ‘net’. Listening outward from the edge of the ‘outer’ net also was covered well. Still, it would take some time for listening and visual searching to finish.

If this didn't work, they would cast their ‘nets’ again. This time, based from around the fleet’s current location. If that failed, then the odds of finding them would be very slim.

“Now, it’s a waiting game Major” Watkins said the Maj. Johnson, Perseus’ CO “And this is one of the worst parts…waiting to hear back from everyone.”

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Just like aboard the other ships, the crew of the Bellerophon was doing nothing but 'sit and wait'.

For Colonel Richard Cole especially, this was a very hard thing to do right now. Here he was, commanding his own ship again, but not able to do what every one of his instincts was telling him....to jump back and look for both Morning Angel and Palatine himself.

I know this ship was built to act as an escort, not as a scout, but FRAK, there are over 1800 souls out there that might be under cylon attack right now!

But he couldn't just jump away, not right now and definitely not with this ship. Everyone in the civilian fleet was looking for the pirate ship after the news had gotten out they didn't need to make it all worse by jumping away now. They would just assume that we're getting away after stealing the other two ships.... Cole grimaced at the thought, he knew that the Belles reputation was bad enough as it was right now.

Guess that's what I get for transferring away from the 'cursed ship' he grinned inwardly.

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Adrianna nodded politely to Liza. “I’m sorry to disturb you,” she said. “But we have some new rumors already spreading on this ship that may or may not be legitimate.”

"Again?" said Liza, fighting the urge the sigh out loud. It wasn't as if rumors were anything new to her...she had dealt with things that "may or may not be legitimate" for years. But never in this manner.

I take back everything I ever thought about how the nutjobs on the public side of things had the easier job, she thought, bitterly.

"Let's go elsewhere to discuss...whatever they are." she said, with a curt nod to Adrianna and a slight jerk of her chin towards the door.

Adrianna said a farewell to the young man from Yates' staff... then she and Liza left the main room and move out into one of the Catalina's corridors.

Liza glanced around, leading them further down one of the Catalina's cooridors, finally satisfied they had not been followed by the press, and leaned in until she was practically on top of Adrianna's ear. "OK. What's the rumor?"

There was no one in the vicinity, but Adrianna whispered anyway. "The Morning Angel and Palatine apparently have not joined the fleet since the last jump. The fleet BBS is already buzzing about it - I checked out a window and there are a lot of extra military ships coming and going."

"Wonderful." said Liza, and this time she did sigh aloud. "Who did you hear this from--the original rumor?"

"One of Ms. Yates' staff noticed the activity on the fleet BBS, and I myself observed a larger number of Vipers and Raptors flying about than usual. For a fleet with limited fuel, there are a lot of ships in the air right now."

"OK. The BBS posts--Any mentions of people in a line of sight of those ships in the normal formation not seeing them anymore? Or is just increased activity and unspecified rumors?"

Adrianna shrugged. "You know the drill. There's an unofficial ‘buddy’ system in the fleet... almost everyone looks out windows these days, and whenever we jump they check for the ships flying alongside them. Like I said... unconfirmed at this point but spreading fast. Everyone checks the new activity on the BBS when they have a moment."

"Frak. OK. I'll get on it. Thanks for the heads up."

Adrianna chuckled and placed a hand softly on Liza’s shoulder. “One more thing,” she said firmly, rolling her eyes as she did so. "Mason was thinking of putting a post on the Fleet BBS himself. He doesn't believe we should have an economy with our small population. In his eyes, supply should dictate demand. I think he actually likes the lack of backstabbing for promotions. Everyone's motivated to work by survival instincts now and he thinks money would ruin everything... can you imagine?" She chuckled. "Anyway, I convinced him to send you an E-note."

"Good." she said, relieved at another close call. "The fleet BBS is....volitile. The less said on it, really, the better."

Adrianna continued to look amused. "I'll see you later, Ms. Liala!"


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Once again, she tapped at the microphone on the podium. Once again, she got their attention. And once again, the cameras all focused in on her. Damn things.


"Ladies and gentlemen", she said, calmly. "At this time, there are a great many rumors traveling through the fleet--and around this ship--concerning the status of the ships Morning Angel and Palatine. I urge you all to remember that these, and any other, rumors are unconfirmed information. Please remain calm while these rumors are looked into. Further updates will be forthcoming."

She stepped down off the podium quickly, before the reporters could so much as get a single syllable of their questions out, and made her way out of the room, shielded by Willborn. She walked purposefully down the corridor, until she was out of site of the delegates and the reporters, and turned the corner to the corridor that would eventually lead her to her suite, and her laptop and wireless handset. Halfway down it, she began to run.

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