Location: The Star Eagle. Subject: Futures Glimpse. Time: 10 Years into the Future. [The Star Eagle] It was just another typical day for The Star Eagle and her crew. A blast from her photon cannons and a pirate ship was destroyed, followed by a 'woohoooo' that echoed throughout the belly of the ship as she flew straight through the explosion and wreckage. She was a fine ship, and it was a fine hand at poker that had won her. She already had a fine compliment of weaponry and manoeuvrability but with the new Captains additions, she made the perfect scavenger. With an auto modulated high capacity shield system, four Class I rapid fire phaser pulse cannons, two pulse fire quantum torpedo bays and a cloak all surrounded in a heavy duranim and tritanium composite hull with ablative armour, she was basically a stripped down Defiant class war bird and at the end of the day, his baby. OoC: Looks wise, think of The Mouldy Crow from Jedi Knight. The ship Kyle Katarn piloted, but of' course with some gun attachments above the engine mounts etc. Use your imaginations :) That said, so was Aeryn... of sorts. The ships co-pilot was a dark haired blue eyed beauty that matched his ambitions almost to a T. She was smart and beautiful, loving life and the dangers that went with it with every breath of air that had the privilege to grace her lips. A doll though, she was not. Look at her wrongly or say something that you shouldn't and you'd soon feel her objections before you'd even finished your sentence. The Captain himself was a flyboy, a cowboy of the stars and was still very much the child at heart. He'd seen many things in his life so far. He'd been in and too, many places - once he was even in Starfleet, though you'd never have guessed it from studying his methods. Methods in fact that eventually led to his discharge. For his reports were always too vague. He'd left to many holes. Too many questions that went unanswered. However he was still held in high regard with some of the higher ranking Starfleet officials and occasionally, just occasionally, when a job was too sticky for them to get involved in, his name would somehow always come up. "Cynan, we'll be at the rendezvous point in two hours." "O'kay babe. Wake me up when we get there will you?" "Heeh. You know one of these days I'm going to bust your balls for calling me that." "Ah Aeryn, you know you love it." "One of these days Cynan, one of these days", she mumbled quietly under her breath. "One of THESE days...". [To Be Continued...] OoC: Andy. Erm, whats happening in the present? So far it sounded like Soman is in some sort of coma and is dreaming his future. Whats the rest of our excuses? ********************************************************** USS Vanguard: http://ncv80221.netfirms.com/default.htm Gamma Fleet: http://gammafleet.startrekrpg.org/ FreeLists: //www.freelists.org Vanguard Archives at Freelists: //www.freelists.org/archives/ncv80221 **********************************************************