TOS 73 - Recovery by Star Trek

Author:Star Trek [Star Trek]
Language: deu
Format: epub
Tags: \Star Trek
Published: 2011-01-02T07:58:59.141000+00:00

Chapter Ten ABOARD THE Paladin's bridge, Reese Diksen's fingers played a mindless arpeggio over the controls of the brilliantly blinking comm board. Managing the critical communications aboard the ship as well as leaving channels open for Josiah and the anonymous approaching vessel had kept her blessedly busy almost busy enough to forget her shock over Pulver's death, her fears for her friend, her bitter disappointment when attempt after attempt to communicate again with Josiah failed. Almost. "Mr. Diksen." She started at Commander Sonak's calm voice nearby, and glanced up to see him standing beside her, hands folded behind his back. "Yes, sir?" She swiveled to face him, half expecting to be given another task to add to her mounting list. To think she had once considered communications boring... "You are still unable to communicate with Recovery?" "Yes, sir." Out of respect for the Vulcan, she tried to keep the frustration out of her voice, and failed utterly. If her oh'vious dismay disturbed him, he showed no sign--only gave a curt but gracious nod. "I may have a solution. I've prepared a prerecorded transmission that begins and ends with the alien programming signals. It is possible that Recovery may accept communications couched in her invader's language." Kirk must've heard him, because he spun in his chair toward them. "Excellent idea, Sonak. Let's do it, Mr. Diksen." "Aye, sir," she replied vdth a grin of relief, grateful to be trying something new. "The transmission has the coordinates for the empty cargo bay, Captain," Sonak explained as he returned to his station. "It also suggests Mr. Ngo try this method of transmission as well. If we succeed, we might establish two-way communications. Sending now, Mr. Diksen." "Got it, sir. Transmitting." A sudden burst of static came through her earpiece. She grimaced and tuned into the newly incoming channel, then blinked in surprise at the strange sound: the Universal Translator had chosen to represent the voice not as one, but a multitude of voices. "Captain, we're being hailed--by the unknown ship." "Mr. Ngo," Lieutenant Saed said, as she moved to the cadet's side, "Dr. McCoy has set a high priority on transmitting certain information to the admiral. What's the status on communication?" Josiah ran a brown hand through his tightly curled hair and sighed; communications were a mess. "It looks like my tampering may have caused new problems, sir. This code can generate itself, like an old-style virus. Since I made that brief communication breakthrough, it's overwritten every pathway I'd made and created new barriers. It doesn't look good." It wasn't easy, either, trying to do creative counterprogramming in Standard and Vulcan, with Shulman screaming maniacally in the next room about "the three!" The chant was like an annoying song Josiah couldn't get out of his mind. The three. The three. The holy triad... He had to get a bigger view of things than what was contained in this tiny room. For all he knew, the Recovery could have already violated Tholian space, which would give them all time for nothing more than a quick prayer, anyway.

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