TASK FORCE SIERRA: The Tangled Web by Chris Hatch <<<nrpg - this post is relevant to what will come in the future, please read further nrpg's at end!>>> MD...
8.1703 Eastern Section of City Alleyway ... " Turn around nice and easy," Cherenkov muttered to the man he held at phaser point. " Ah come on now why we gotta...
alt.starfleet.rpg TASK FORCE SIERRA ... Old Habits Post by Alan M Rogers (CDR Alric St Clair) ... MD: 8.1705 SCENE: planetside ... Alric took a step away from...
8.1723 Alleyway ... // snip// The K'tarian looked down on the pair again. "Okay... Okay... Okay... I'll talk.. this time for real." He said. Cherenkov...
TASK FORCE SIERRA: Amid the chaos by Chris Hatch 08.1727 <snip> Coughing,gasping for breath the K'tarian called out to the two. " Wait, wait... I forgot to...
MD 8.1730 SS FORTUNE Burreson keyed the internal intercom. He knew that Mouse was in the Med bay, examining the body of SA Richards. "Ning, Gunney and Prince...
8.1925 SS Fortune Bridge ... John fingers skillfully danced across the display panel of the Fortune's helm. He breathing sproratic and harsh he occasionally ...
MD 8.1740 SS FORTUNE Carrying a stretcher Ning and Cordell carried the bloodied form of Cherenkov towards the Med bay. Cordell had seen enough action to ...
alt.starfleet.rpg TASK FORCE SIERRA ... So Much For Cat and Mouse Post by Alan M Rogers (CDR Alric St Clair) ... MD: 8.1712 SCENE: Yadalla Prime, planetside ...
TF Sierra: Under Risky Management 8.2317 Fortune Bridge ... John breathed heavily into his oxygen mask and waited underneath the shadows of the Frieghter. They...
MD 8.1719 <SNIP> She hadn't moved two steps when a laughing voice joined a hand grasping her elbow. "Now wasn't that an unfortunate bit of mistaken identity."...
SD 8.1850 SCENE: Abandoned residential home Katrina had skulked around the run down house four times looking for a week point in their defenses. If she was...
MD: 8.2320 Location: Scene, bridge USS FORTUNE. The small freighter was not precisely designed for a ballistic descent. But, a single large momentum killing...
// snip from splashdown// "Lieutenant, you do realize that this thing has the aerodynamics of a brick, no matter that the Vulcan-build drive ring makes us look...
MD: 8.2320 SS Fortune, Med Bay Ning hadn’t quite been ready for the maneuvers that Prince had decided to pull. He had been thrown to the side and lost his...
MD: 8.2321 Location: Command Center, SS FORTUNE "Yeah, we're in one piece, more or less, Mouse. But Prince isn't in any shape to insert underwater and...
MD: 8.2345 Location: A rocky beach, Yadalla Prime Senior Chief Cordell Burreson pulled himself up onto the abandoned stretch of rocky shore. Under his breath,...
TASK FORCE SIERRA: St Clair's Saviors By Chris Hatch and Bruce Summa MD 08.1915 <snip> Katrina followed quickly behind them and drew her weapon. As she...
The Past San Francisco Starfleet Academy 0734 ... John R. Prince stepped off the shuttlecraft and followed in line to the orientation center he took in a deep...
TASK FORCE SIERRA: Dead Man's Hand By Chris Hatch MD 08.2100 Thwack. Thwack. "Still silent then, Commander Trewidden?" "Mwhahwwmmd mmimmm," replied Alric...
TASK FORCE SIERRA: Safe Again By Chris Hatch MD 08.2125 Richard had helped St. Clair to his feet, then gently a chair. He had taken quite a beating but still...
TASK FORCE SIERRA: Showdown A joint post by Chris Hatch & Jeff Jenkins MD 8.2350 Senior Chief Cordell Burreson bounded up the rocky outcrop from the shore in ...
TASK FORCE SIERRA: Gone in sixty seconds... By Chris Hatch (sort of, I changed a few bits) "I wonder," Toad said to himself presently, "I wonder if this sort...
"Open the sun roof," stated Burreson. "Here boss. Since you're driving, you'll need these." The senior chief petty officer handed the special agent what...
MD 9.0230 The V8 engine in the hover car screamed as the vehicle topped the last hill. Immediately upon topping the hill, the team was met by the beautiful...
TASK FORCE SIERRA: Briefing By Chris Hatch MD 9.0330 Location: SS FORTUNE "I need to check you over," demanded an indignant Ning. Trewidden put a hand on his...
MD 09.0730 Med bay, SS FORTUNE Finally Ning felt like he was getting somewhere, he had patched up the crew, at least enough to get off planet and away from the...
MD 9.0730 Katrina Primus flopped down on her small cot, letting out a sigh of exhaustion when she hit the thin mattress. She was by no way an engineer, but...
MD 9.0715 Cordell Burreson could be cantankerous at the best of times. With the guts of *his* little ship sprawled across the command center, computer core,...
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