<strong>Commander Grayn, Main Bridge</strong><br/><br/>Commander Xander Grayn stepped off of the secondary turbo lift onto the bridge as the doors swooshed open.   Not a large powerful man but solid and athletic, what he lacked in sheer size he made up for in agility.  Standing about five foot eleven, his tone muscular build showed through every tight inch of his Star Fleet uniform.  His close cropped reddish brown hair  along with his small mustache and goatee accented his thin but sculpted face and stood in stark contrast to his smooth pourous green skin.  Xander's face was twisted into a scowl of concern as he read a datapad that he had brought with him from his inspection of the damage to the ship.<br/><br/>He hadn't noticed the Captain on the bridge as he first entered the Bridge, but caught a glimpse of her as he stopped at the ops station to compare his datapad with the readings that Lieutenant Ayaname had at her station.<br/><br/>"Captain, Engineering says they can have most systems back to operational levels by 1900, but we're still trying to get replacement warp core in place and calibrated.  Could be twenty four to forty eight hours until we're able to go to warp."  Nodding at Lieutenant Ayaname, Xander moved to his seat and started inputting information into a secondary console on his chair arm.  "Medical is reporting we lost eight crew in the explosion, and Engineering has eight teams working through the ship repairing various systems.  We're damn lucky we are in the shape we're in."  Happy with the report that Xander gave to the Captain on the current situation, he tapped his comm badge lightly "Astrometrics, we need a fix on where we are so we can contact Star Fleet and let them know how screwed up things got."<br/><br/><strong> Ensign Kroken, Astrometrics</strong><br/><br/><em>"Astrometrics, we need a fix on where we are so we can contact Star Fleet and let them know how screwed up things got."</em><br/><br/>Ensign Kroken heard the call but couldn't answer out of fear and out of sheer inability to respond with anything other than a whimper or a moan.  She was laying on the large holographic projector looking up at the star map of the universe.  Her eyes were open but the look in them showed a careful balance between pleasure and pain as beads of sweat formed on her forehead and neck.  Her hand slowly moved up and down on the large solid piece of meat connected to her body where her warm wet pussy used to be.  She couldn't understand what had happened, but she knew she hadn't been able to keep her hands off of it since it appeared almost immediately after the ships accident.  Every touch was like touching her super sensitive clit so she found she had to stroke it slowly to keep from cumming too fast.  She felt her body start to burn as her muscles flexed and spasmed, a hard groan of desire escaped her throat as the large member started gushing heavy streams of white fluid.  After a moment trying to catch her breath, Liara grabbed the towel she'd brought with her and wiped the white fluid from her hips, then pulled up her pants, hoping the large member would disappear this time.<br/><br/>Still laying on the holographic projector, Liara pressed a couple of buttons on a data pad she had sitting next to her body and watched the computer calculate star charts and planetary shifts.  A few slow minutes later the computer finally zoomed in on a position and gave Liara the read out she had asked for.  Her eyes went blank with disbelief as her mind processed the reality of the situation.  Reaching up to touch the communicator attached just above her firm breasts, she waited for the chirp then spoke.<br/><br/>"Astrometrics to the Bridge, Captain you need to see this!!!"<br/><br/><br/><br/>