Task Force: Gamma

T'Cor · Guest

Year: 2358, just before T’Cor was stationed aboard the Andorian Vessel Senavar. Currently T’Cor was serving as basic security with the Andorian Imperial Guard on his home planet.

T’Cor walked into his quarters, shared with two other Andorian Imperial Guard soldiers – one just entering the military and the other just a year from graduation.
His antennae moving around, he looked around the room and saw his love – Ella – sitting on the edge of his bunk.
“I got it,” T’Cor said, holding up a sheet of paper folded two different time. “I got them!”
He ran over to her as she jumped to her feet.
“Your orders?” Ella questions.
T’Cor nodded, still not cracking a smile, but she could tell that he was over joyed with the news.
The orders for his next mission where something he’s been waiting the past two years for, he wanted to be out there with the stars, roaming the skies and protecting his home planet from the outside.
Just 12 years into the military – a short time compared to some of the others that he’s served with – T’Cor knew from the start that he wanted to be out there, on a vessel.
“I’m joining the Senavar,” T’Cor said. “She’s an Andorian protectorate vessel.”
While not what he was hoping for – a war vessel – it was still a start for the young soldier.
The Senavar was an older vessel assigned to roam the Andorian sector and protect its home world from with the sector. It was one of the planet’s last line of protection.
T’Cor looked in the nearest corner next to his bunk, a chest lay there, old and rusted. He walked over to it with Ella following a few steps behind.
“I wonder if I’ll be able to bring these aboard,” T’Cor reached and slowly opened the chest, revealing an array of antique weapons. “I know how to use every one, Ella, my parents did not like me using these with I did target shooting.”
T’Cor flashed back to on parents, they were all angry with him for joining the military. They wanted him to follow in their footsteps of farming. He tried to when he was younger, but it just wasn’t for him.
“These weapons are me,” T’Cor said.
“Should we go an celebrate with a bottle of Andorian Ale,” Ella asked to the handsome young soldier in front of her that she has been interested in for the last several years.
She knew that marriage wasn’t even a flicker in his mind though, he was career. All career.
“That sounds good, but I have to report to the Senavar in two hours,” T’Cor said. “They don’t give us much time.”
T’Cor’s antennae perked up just as the alarms on the base near the capital city of Laibok blared.
Must be another drill. The last one I’ll have to take part in.
T’Cor walked over to his locker to grab his Andorian military phaser rifle, in no hurry with it being his last drill.
Communication consoles in the room activated: “All soldier to arms, intruder alert, intruder alert. This is not a drill. I repeat, this is not a drill.”
T’Cor was stunned, who would be attacking and Andorian military base. He grabbed the rifle and activated it, along with the hand held on his waist and he checked to make sure he had his trusty knife in his boot.
The other two soldiers in the room, the younger ones, did the same.
As the three ran to the report to their stations, T’Cor noticed out the corner of his eye, coming over a brush of trees a Romulan Scout Vessel.
“Hit the deck, men!” T’Cor yelled, diving behind a nearby bunk house. The other two stopped in their tracks in the open field. “Get down, Soldiers!”
They were froze, it was their first battle situation.
T’Cor could only watch as the Romulan Scout Vessel fired down on the men, leaving nothing left except for a trace of dust of his friends for the last several months.
“Romulans,” T’Cor frowned. “Worse than Vulcan green bloods.”
T’Cor picked up his rifle and sprinted to the armory. The Romulans liked to attack Andorian outposts, but they’ve never tried the home world.
It’s their damn war games. Wait until I get one in my hands.

uvek · Posted: Sat Jul 11, 2009 2:45 am Post subject: T'Cor well done.

thank you for this, it explains a lot, and I think sets it a good example for us to work from when my character enters the ship. As I said in general chat, please don't take my approach personally, but I think an arch will be good for our development together.

I feel like that Uvek will not tolerate attitudes, or second-guessing, and I think T'Cor will have no problem projecting either, at least until we learn to work together.

Keep up the good work.

Uvek/Mark

kantubyron · Task Force Crewman Joined: 11 Jul 2009 Posts: 76

Wow! this will be interesting to read!