((Chief Tactical Bloke's Office, USS Ronin))
 
::The doors opened and his team entered.::

Trell: Apparently we were too excited to wait.

Landau: ((responses))

Kolk: You're both early. ::smiling:: Thank you, have a seat. Now, shall we get started?

Trell: ::Sitting down:: Yes, of course.

Landau: ((responses))

Kolk: So, what do we know?

Trell: We know that we can't be seen or it'll be a breech of the Prime Directive. And that they're weapons could still damage us, in theory.

Landau: ((responses))

Kolk: Unfortunately we can't hide behind a cloaking device like the Klingons or Romulans, so... any ideas?

::Trell sat looking the same as she always did, pensive but hesitant. She was always so quiet and Jack couldn't help but wonder if it was due to a lack of her own ideas or a lack of faith in own her ideas. If it was the latter, he considered it his duty to find a way to teach her that faith. Starfleet thrived on the sharing of ideas, the living exploration of the old Vulcan adage, "Infinite Diversity in Infinite Combinations". But the genius of diversity could never be realized without the active combination of persons and their ideas.::

Landau: ((responses))

Kolk: ::to Trell:: Lt, were you on the ship when a Cardassian vessel intercepted some of our recon craft and nearly destroyed Cmdr. Walker's runabout, forcing Lt.Cmdr. Thelev, a Lt. at the time, to crash it on an inhospitable planet?

Trell: Yes, I remember that.

Kolk: Well, just before we arrived in the system, an ion storm hit and everyone's sensors were unreliable, so Valis and I came up with a way to boost our resolution by dropping a number of sensor buoys as we swooped into the system...

Trell: Yes...

Landau: ((repsonse))

Kolk: The Cardies weren't alone; they'd hired a number of mercenary ships to back them up, which is where the buoys came in handy. Not only did we use them to help us find the downed runabout, but we also broadcast false sensor data to the Cardies and their friends. ::smiling at the recollection:: We actually managed to get them to destroy one of their own thinking it was us.

Trell: The perfect turnabout. 

Landau: ((response))

Kolk: Exactly. So... do you see where I'm going with this?

Trell: I think so. You want us to project false readings to their systems.

Landau: ((response))

Kolk: ::smiling out of pure enjoyment:: We shouldn't have to deposit anything in system.... Subspace is a wonderful thing. We just tap into their sensor network, tell it what we want them to hear, and they'll never know we were there.

Trell: Of course I had another idea if we need to avoid being seen. We could easily use the weather patterns to create storms that surround our ship masking it form any visual cues.

Kolk: Hmm... That's good. That's very good. I doubt we'd have a reason to hide the whole Ronin in a storm, but it would work far better on a shuttle anyway. How would you suggest creating the storms?

Trell: Well, I'd imagine we could release an element of some sort that would react with the present atmosphere would work. Something that could naturally occur on the planet, so as not to draw attention. 

Landau: ((response))

Kolk: Talk to Lt. Cruise and see if he can help. Science has much more experience with atmospheric disturbances than we do. Besides, his team is working on the away mission and your idea feeds directly into that endeavor. I'm impressed, Lieutenant. Landau, I want you to work on alternate methods of stealth for the Ronin in case my sensor ghost idea fails. ::pausing then glancing at both of them:: Dismissed.

Landau: ((Response))

 Trell: Yes sir.  I'll go check with Cruise right away sir. 

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Lt.jg Breya Trell 

Flight Ops 1st Engineer

USS Ronin