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Post by Fleet Admiral Kal Dutton on Aug 20, 2006 10:14:20 GMT -5
"Yes of course, goodnight Kalista" as she left Dutton returned to his PADD but an image of Karl appeared before his eyes.
"Why didn't you help me, you could have helped me."
Kal gasped and dropped the PADD, he stood and decided to head back to his quarters a little unnerved.
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Post by hawk on Aug 20, 2006 15:11:10 GMT -5
In his dream
Hans stood back in the 21st century back at his old home. His great (x3) Grandfathers half brother Sesshoumaru comes out of nowere and attacks Hans. After 20 minutes of fighting, Sesshoumaru yells, "You still fight like my half brother!" Grabbing Hans by the neck, Sesshoumaru puts force on it, blocking off air, then Sesshoumaru brings his free hand into the heart of hans.
Commander Seibens Quarters
Hans woke up and sat up yelling. "GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" looking around he finds he's in his quarters. Hans looks at his Crono, it said 03:30, so Hans gets dressed and heads to the mess hall
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Post by Fleet Admiral Kal Dutton on Aug 20, 2006 15:13:42 GMT -5
Dutton is just leaving when he bumps into Hans looking alittle unerved.
"You ok commander?"
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Post by hawk on Aug 20, 2006 15:19:54 GMT -5
Hans looks at Dutton.
"Do i look ok?"
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Post by Fleet Admiral Kal Dutton on Aug 20, 2006 15:22:10 GMT -5
"You are the third person ive seen tonight with that face not including myself" he tried to smile.
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Post by hawk on Aug 20, 2006 15:29:38 GMT -5
"really" He mutters
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Post by Fleet Admiral Kal Dutton on Aug 20, 2006 15:31:11 GMT -5
"It wasnt a bad dream was it?" he asked with a frown.
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Post by hawk on Aug 20, 2006 15:36:04 GMT -5
"It was." He said
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Post by Fleet Admiral Kal Dutton on Aug 20, 2006 15:38:03 GMT -5
"This is getting far more than a coincidence, anyway see you in the morning Commander" with than Dutton left, he couldn't help woundering as he heard saw a few down faces, what the hell was this?
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Post by Commander J. MacGyver on Aug 20, 2006 17:06:02 GMT -5
~<Dream>~
Julian was walking down a street in 20th century earth, when a man bumped into him. Oddly enough they wear the spiting image of each other except for Julian's trill spots.
"So sorry, sir" Julian said "I didn't...you...your...your my...my great (x8) grand father Angus MacGyver...the first. My god my grand father was right...I DO look just like you...."
Angus looked at him
"I know who you are...Julian Angus Macgyver Malloy..."
"How do you know my name? I've never told anyone my real last name."
Angus came closer
"I can't tell you too much but..." He looked around "...your in dan..no..no they found me..!"
<MacGyver's Quarters>
"What the Hell?" *Mac got up and put his uniform pants on. he walked to his deck and put on his uniform shirt then his vest.*
<Mess Hall>
"That was the oddest dream I've ever had." He said to the bartender.
"Yeah, you and half the ship sir."
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Post by deepspace8472 on Aug 20, 2006 18:27:15 GMT -5
Vretarn walked into the Mess Hall, and saw MacGyver conversing with the Bartender.
"Hey Julian," said Vret, brushing a thread of white hair out of his eyes.
"Couldn't Sleep?"
MacGyver nodded.
"Same here, Commander. I was having a dream about my ancestor, the great Shakrl Th'Zhar. He was known widely on my homeworld as a great warrior, a man who had saved his tribe from a horde of barbarians, using naught but a Ushaan to fend off the hundreds, as the villagers fled to safety. The battle was eventually won, and for his heroic efforts, Shakrl was immortalized in the poem, the Epic of Shakrl's Ushaan Blade."
Vret paused, trying to recollate some of his dream.
"I was standing alone on a crimson battlefield, and he approached me."
...Shakrl approaches, and Vret is uncertain what is to happen...
"Greetings, Vretarn," says the great Shakrl, a Ushaan in hand.
"Though raised by the humans, you shall always be borne of Andor, young one."
Vret recoils, in confusion.
"The hour of life is close at hand, Vretarn..."
Shakrl walks away...
"It was a really strange dream," said Vret, looking at MacGyver.
"I'm still getting chills from it!"
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Post by Fleet Admiral Kal Dutton on Aug 20, 2006 21:34:24 GMT -5
As morning arrived Dutton had barely slept but with a drink of coffee down him he walked into the counsling office.
"Do you have any apointments?" he asked.
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Drake Keil
Strategic Opperations Officer 
Lt Commander, Utility Officer
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Post by Drake Keil on Aug 21, 2006 9:40:19 GMT -5
"of course not sir come in and sit down what can i do for you"
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Post by Fleet Admiral Kal Dutton on Aug 21, 2006 14:55:20 GMT -5
Dutton smiled back faintly and sat down.
"I had a strange dream about my brother last night and from what I have heard I am not the only one, it is begining to worry me."
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Drake Keil
Strategic Opperations Officer
Lt Commander, Utility Officer
Posts: 528
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Post by Drake Keil on Aug 21, 2006 15:00:25 GMT -5
"have you had any other strange dreams like this or is it the first"
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