We had gathered some Kanar from Honest Boson which we used to great effect to bribe the Klingon customs guards outside the warehouse. They made it clear that they would be gone only for a few moments.
Inside the warehouse, we discovered the gold briefcase that Boson had mentioned. We almost decided to take it straight to Boson, but instead we scanned it. We were surprised to discover that it contained a Starfleet com badge from our universe! We carefully unlocked and opened the briefcase to discover Sisko's communicator. It was giving off some strange radiation.
We made a quick exit and returned the briefcase to Boson. We managed to fast talk our way into a contract with him to deliver the communicator to its destination. He also told us that he had heard rumours of the Sisko down in the power core. This would match the strange readings we were getting from the comm badge and so we decided to head down there.
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After recovering from the Aphasia virus, we headed to Ops armed with our powerful sedative. We wanted to learn more about the Intendant's secret project that the Vedik had told us about and we wanted to gain access to the transported logs to learn where Sisko went after the power core.
As expected, Ops was heavily armed and fortified. We would have no chance of surviving a straight fight. Ops was dealing with an outbreak of the Aphasia virus, and so we convinced the Cardassians and Klingons stationed there that we were there to vaccinate them against the virus.
Mabrin went into the Intendant's office. The Intendant was interested to see him and he was able to disable here with the sedative. A scientist called Molly was also there. She was working on some technological artefact. She was very wary of Mabrin, but we were able to disable her too.
We had almost managed to sedate them all when the last Klingon sounded the alarm. Even though we managed to seal off Ops, we realised that we had only minutes before the Klingons and Cardassians broke through our defenses.
We were able to find Sisko's transport down to Bajor, and so we tied up the unconscious Intendant and Molly and we all transported down to Bajor.
And the adventure continues...