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  1. Today
  2. SD 0820.2017 The Romulans cloaked and (presumably) headed back to the neutral zone, Excalibur retrieved its missing crew, and recalled its fighters, moving on from the planetary survey and leaving it to more capable (and forewarned) hands. After a couple days travel to Starbase 39 Tango, they're now within communication range of the station. The plan is to resupply, recover from their recent ordeal, and give the grew a bit of rest and relaxation before the next mission.
  3. SD 0813.2017 Our standoff with the Romulans reaches a fevered conclusion.
  4. SD 0806.2017 In what could also have come out of a loony toons skit, both the Excalibur and the Romulan vessel have deployed secret weapons, with the Excalibur disabling the Romulan vessel’s shields at the same moment the Romulans disabled all of Excalibur’s sensors. We must now race against time to repair our sensors before they escape or attack, and hopefully rescue our crew.
  5. SD 0730.2017 The Romulan cruise has unlocked ahead of us, and now we find ourselves at an impasse.
  6. SD 0723.2017 Excalibur remains in orbit of Irassa IV. We believe a Romulan ship is nearby in orbit and we also believe that our missing crew members are aboard. Engineering has rigged a makeshift tachyon pulse to try and reveal them. Aboard the ship, Harper and Issaha are trying to effect an escape.
  7. = /\ = USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #960, STARDATE 51708.21 = /\ = The Manticore left Earth orbit with a Klingon Starfleet officer onboard, an efficiency expert from the Federation Council sent to observe and offer counsel to Sovak and McFly. After frustrating the senior crew's attempts to put him off balance, he left the Bridge, disabled his comm badge and messed with the ship. Manticore changed course and jumped to warp 5 with no one on the crew able to change that or get into Aux. Control, with a door fused shut. Just as suddenly, the ship stopped in space and the warp core has entered a cold shut down, while the Klingon (let's call him K-Fed, get it?), tried a weak and pointless taunt to the crew over a comm. = /\ = END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #960, STARDATE 51708.21 = /\ =
  8. Last week
  9. =/\= Aegis Mission Brief 8/18/17 - 10:03 PM=/\= 7 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.097 TBS is 10 minutes for Aegis. The time is 1030 hours (10:30 am) Aegis local. TBS is 0 for Aegean. The time is 1020 hours (10:20 am) Aegis local. Aegis has lost all communication with Aegean. Pursued by the planet, Aegean is trying to exit the wormhole with a daring move. When and where will they end up? Chirakis: Stand by for further instructions.... Chirakis: Captain Ramson, continue. Kallah Ramson: There will be a number of action statements early to help set the stage. But these should drop drastically and much of the action will be up to the crew. Scott Coleridge: So you're saying that the specifics of what's happening will be shaped by what the crew reports and does? Kallah Ramson: ....as in, your actions will be needed...to save yourself. um, or whatever....yeah, yeah....what the Scott said. Kallah Ramson: No pressure. Scott Coleridge: And that as long as it doesn't contravene an explicit action, we're free to build on what's happened to move things forward? Kallah Ramson: Yes. I would prefer you don't blow up my ship or station. Kallah Ramson: As mentioned, Aegis crew begin where we left off sim before last. Aegean from where last sim was. Kallah Ramson: Any questions? Jylliene: ::raise hand:: Kallah Ramson: Yes. Jylliene: So are we all playing folks on Aegean, or are we back to playing our typical characters at their present locations? Kallah Ramson: Both Aegis and Aegean are in the same timeframe now. So normal characters, though you may continue to also play an Aegean character. Kallah Ramson: Anything else? Kallah Ramson: If nothing else.... Chirakis: =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Gila Orrak: @ :: Knows something is up, can feel those she passes tense :: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: A relative silence has befallen the main engineering department :: Kallah Ramson: ACTION: Aegean warp field collapses in a massive flash of light. Sensors are blinded but systems register drop from warp. Dacia Sandero: @ ::busily working in sickbay, treating injured patients:: Tarisa: @ ::Still in sickbay, having just been tended to.:: mimipavilion: @Dr. Cthulu>::still treating the injured:: Lawliet: @ ::holding on to his station:: Kallah Ramson: ACTION: A chaotic energy pattern erupts in the Aegis Asteroid field. subspace alert system goes off. mimipavilion: ::on the CnC, watching and waiting:: Fletcher Jackson: @ ::at helm, his face paled, hands shaking, and taking deep breaths:: Alexis McFarland: ::with Annisha and Miana somewhere:: Jylliene: ::at CnC, not having wanted to leave while not in contact with Aegean. Having a cup of coffee, eyes flitting back and forth between the main screen, still showing where Aegean was last heard from, and her console:: Kallah Ramson: ::turns towards the main viewer:: What was that? Chirakis: ::CnC, waiting for Jylliene's report::: Scott Coleridge: @ Are we in one piece? Fletcher Jackson: @ ::hard swallow:: I think so, Captain. Jylliene: Computer is still analyzing. Massive flash of energy of some kind. Tarisa: @ ::Slowly opens her eyes.:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ :: Checks his systems :: Fletcher Jackson: @ ::checking helm status:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ Helm, do we have our location? Lawliet: @ ::checks his sensor readings:: Kallah Ramson: ACTION> Aegean sensors start to come back. Registering Federation nav beacon. location.... Aegis local space. But, sensors can not confirm location Dacia Sandero: @ ::Checks on Tarisa:: Hey.. how you doing? Fletcher Jackson: @ ::lets out a deep breath:: Well, sir, we have helm, and that's a plus. Location... Annisha: :: With her friends :: Kallah Ramson: Put that area on the viewer. Jylliene: Yes ma'am. Fletcher Jackson: @ ::shakes head:: Uh... no way. It's got to be a glitch or something... Jylliene: ::puts that area on the viewer, with Aegean last known location as a small picture-in-picture in the corner:: Fletcher Jackson: @ ::tries again:: Tarisa: @ ::Blinks.:: My head... Alexis McFarland: Ever get that feeling that something's up? ::Swinging on a branch:: I'm feeling a lot of apprehension throughout the station. Lawliet: @ ::double checks his readings:: That's odd. Fletcher Jackson: @ Well... um... it says we're in Aegis space, but there's no verification, sir. Tarisa: @ It is pounding. Kallah Ramson: ACTION> a massive energy cloud is seen. Visual sensors pick up the Aegean..... and a large planetoid!!! But sensors can not confirm anything is actually there. Lawliet: @ ::begins running a diagnostic on the sensor array:: Scott Coleridge: @ How the? ::looks around:: Aegis space? Tarisa: Miana> ::Looks at Alexis, curiously.:: Really? mimipavilion: @Dr. Cthulu>::hears Tarisa and heads over to her:: Relax let me look Jylliene: It seems to be the Aegean. And.. a planetoid Scott Coleridge: @ All stop, if we haven't already. Jylliene: ::looking very puzzled:: Fletcher Jackson: @ ::focuses on helm, checking systems over and over and over, blinking:: All stop, aye. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Watching the action around Aegis from his master display :: Scott Coleridge: @::Cayne:: Do we have comms? Dacia Sandero: @ You must be suffering a headache, or a possible concussion due to your head injuries. ::Lets Cthulhu check on Tarisa:: Jylliene: Trying to get confirmation. mimipavilion: ::hears Jyl:: What?! Fletcher Jackson: @ ::winds down the gears::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ No, they are resetting.. the subspace antenna received a surge of power... Kallah Ramson: How in world..... Hail them! Alexis McFarland: Yeah, it seems that way. Odd. Jylliene: ::zooms in, to show them on the main screen:: Jylliene: Yes ma'am Jylliene: +Aegean+ Aegis to Aegean. mimipavilion: @Dr. Cthulu>::scans Tarisa's head:: You have a concussion. Moderate. But I believe you'll be fine. ::applies the appropriate regenerator:: Gila Orrak: @ :: Goes back to medical :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ We will have comms momentarily. Fletcher Jackson: @ ::blinks:: Uh... +Aegis+ Aegean here. Go ahead. ::looks to Scott::: Jylliene: +Aegean+ Aegis operations to Aegean. Come in, Aegean. Dacia Sandero: @::Works on another patient:: Oh, hey Gila. Can we help you? Gila Orrak: @ I wanted to see if everything was okay here. Jylliene: ::glances at Ramson:: +Aegean+ Status report Kallah Ramson: ::hears a static filled reply:: Dacia Sandero: @Seems like it. I think the worst of it has passed. Jylliene: ::tries to clean up the signal:: Lawliet: @ ::finishes his diagnostic:: Fletcher Jackson: @ Aegis + Aegean here. Go ahead. Annisha: So what are Mindbender, kitty and me going to do today? Kallah Ramson: ::steps over to Ops:: +Aegean+ This is Ramson. what happened to you? Alexis McFarland: Eat a Blubby Burger? Fletcher Jackson: @ ::Coleridge:: Sir, I think it's for you. Scott Coleridge: @+Aegis+ That is an excellent question. We aren't sure yet. Fletcher Jackson: @ ::lets out a breath:: Jylliene: ::is just relieved to see and hear them again:: Scott Coleridge: @+Aegis+ Our sensors are still offline. Can you confirm our position? How far are we from the station? mimipavilion: ::looks at Captain Ramson:: Chirakis: :::watching, listening, wondering like everyone else is::: Kallah Ramson: +aegean+ Well, it's good to see you back. though, our sensors can't actually register you. We have visual of you....and a planet. But that's it. Fletcher Jackson: @ ::a planet?::: Scott Coleridge: @::blinks:: Can't... register... us. Huh. Kallah Ramson: +Aegean+ How did you manage to get a planet to follow you home? And no... you can't keep it. Lawliet: @ ::initializes restart sequence on the sensor array:: Jylliene: ::stifles a chuckle:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ :: taps :: Other systems are coming back online. Fletcher Jackson: @ Should I ask them if it's tailing us, sir. Like, are we about to be squashed? Scott Coleridge: @+Aegis+ Aegean, can you repeat your last? Are you saying we're not on sensors? Also, awwww, can't we? You have to admit this is a great wedding present. Tarisa: @ ::Relaxes as the doctor does her thing.:: Kallah Ramson: ::smirk:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ How close are we to Aegis now? Jylliene: I do not need a planet for a wedding present, and I'm not entirely sure I trust Nijil - or Annisha - with an entire one. Scott Coleridge: ((Yeah, that's right. I got you your own planet. That's how much I like you two!)) Chirakis: ::steps next to Ramson:: You find this amusing, Captain? Jylliene: ((I feel da love!)) mimipavilion: @Dr. Cthulu>::finishes with the treatment:: How do you feel now? Jylliene: +Aegean+ You and the planet are on visual, but not on other sensors. Kallah Ramson: +Aegean+ All time best present ever Mr Coleridge. But, confirmed.... you don't seems to really be all here yet. Kallah Ramson: ::ops:: Run a full sensor sweep. Lawliet: @ Captain Coleridge, I have sensors coming back online. Nijil tr'Korjata: ((I went all out... I have a world on a string, sittin' on a rainbow..) Jylliene: ::nods:: Full sensor sweep, yes ma'am. Jylliene: ::initializes:: Kallah Ramson: ::Chirakis:: Simply relieved to see them back. Fletcher Jackson: @ We're... not all there yet? Scott Coleridge: @::Lawliet:: Good. +Engineering+ Engineering, divert power to sensors and shields. We need to know what we're dealing with. Scott Coleridge: @ We may still be caught in some kind of temporal flux following the wormhole's collapse. Chirakis: ::accepts that ,though reluctantly:: As am I, Captain. Jylliene: Sensor sweep beginning. Fletcher Jackson: @ :::great::: Lawliet: @ ::confirming reports from Aegis and begins running quantum level scans:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ One of its endpoints was right at Aegis' door... awfully convenient. Fletcher Jackson: @ ::maintaining an open com to Aegis::: Kallah Ramson: ::overhears that:: +Aegean+ Your fleet records clearly state, "keep away from wormholes". this should be an interesting report to read. mimipavilion: @Dr Cthulu>Tarisa, can you hear me. Scott Coleridge: @::Cayne:: I'm curious about that too. I have a feeling we've missed some piece of the puzzle along the way. Tarisa: @ ::Nods.:: I feel...better. Scott Coleridge: @::Lawliet:: I need to know if the planet's anomaly is still present. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ If I read my quick read manual correctly, wormholes are a passageway in space and time. Perhaps we are out of temporal sync with the Aegis we left. Fletcher Jackson: @ ::his heart calms down slowly:: mimipavilion: @Dr. Cthulu> Good. Lay here and get some rest for a while. Dacia Sandero: @ ::nods::: Lawliet: @ Checking... ::focuses sensors on the planet and surrounding space:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ I mean a few drinks and I'm out of sync with the universe... Fletcher Jackson: @ :;sharp turn toward Cayne:: Drinks, sir? Scott Coleridge: @ I have some ideas, but they might be dangerous if the planet's anomaly is still present. They could essentially recreate the wormhole, which we're obviously going to avoid. Fletcher Jackson: @ ::goes to stationkeeping:: Kallah Ramson: ::tac:: Launch standby fighters and have them move towards Aegean. ::Ops:: Let's also clear all other traffic from that area. Jylliene: Clearing traffic, yes ma'am. Chirakis: ::steps over to her console, instructing FOPS to launch fighters::: Jylliene: ::starts sending out the diverting notices and alternative vectors:: Chirakis: Fighters ready to launch. Chirakis: ::looks up:: When we are clear, Commander Kital. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ Do we know if the wormhole is stable? Most are not. Jylliene: Other traffic is clear from your launch vectors. Chirakis: ::nod:: +FOPS+ Launch fighters to following coordinates. Lawliet: @ ::looks up:: Captain...it appears the anomaly is dormant. Chirakis: ::enters Aegean's coordinates::: Scott Coleridge: @ The wormhole was more of an effect than a spacetime structure. See, it's as if the light-cone of Aegean and the light-cone of Aegis space intersected within 4-dimensional … uh, I mean, no. It wasn't "stable" in the way you mean. Scott Coleridge: @::Lawliet:: Thank you. Keep an eye on it. ::Jackson:: Let's try putting some distance between us and the planet, half impulse. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ The only known stable wormhole is in the Bajoran sector Fletcher Jackson: @ ::listening, keying on on the last sentence, thinking it's kind of stable::: Gila Orrak: @ :: Sits in medical :: May I sit? Fletcher Jackson: @ Yes, sir. Moving off, one half impulse. Dacia Sandero: @Yes, of course Lawliet: @ ::keeps an eye on the planetoid:: Chirakis: Fighters out of the bay. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ It looks like we are home, but rather far away. Chirakis: Bravo squadron on standby. Kallah Ramson: ACTION> Aegean system register motion. Visual reference however show no movement. Scott Coleridge: @::Cayne:: It's stable within a four-dimensional context, but not a three-dimensional one, if that makes any sense. The wormhole only existed as a consequence of Aegean's warp engines interacting with the planet's anomaly. I have more theories about the latter, but I don't know if we'll have an opportunity to test them. Fletcher Jackson: @ :::settling down, little by little::: Gila Orrak: @ Don't suppose you have any Canar? Scott Coleridge: @ Why doesn't the planet look like it's getting smaller on the viewer? Lawliet: @ ::checks his readings:: mimipavilion: @::moves from Tarisa to another patient:: Fletcher Jackson: @ ::a quick glance at the viewer tells him something he doesn't want to know::: Dacia Sandero: @Canar? I believe we do. Lawliet: @ ::looks up:: Captain, I have a suggestion. mimipavilion: ::listens to what's going on:: Dacia Sandero: @ I can get some for you if you want. Gila Orrak: @ Really? A Cardassian drink onboard a Federation and Romulan designed starship? Chirakis: ::steps toward Mimi:: Doctor, have you any thoughts on this? Jylliene: ::leaning on her console, having another drink of her coffee while they wait for the fighters to arrive at Aegean:: Dacia Sandero: @ Our mess has a wide variety of drinks on hand from many worlds. At least that's what I was told. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ If we could understand our affect on the planet.. Fletcher Jackson: @ ::mutters:: Unless it's the planet's affect on us. Gila Orrak: @ That's a lot of space dedicated to liquor. Fletcher Jackson: @ ::shrugs:: or maybe both? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ The planet has more mass than we do. Dacia Sandero: @ ::shrugs:: I suppose so. Our quartermaster is one resourceful bloke, I'll say. Lawliet: @ ::to Coleridge:: If we deploy a beacon with a omnidirectional sensor array, we can triangulate the relative change in position of the ship, planet, and station. Fletcher Jackson: @ ::Looks up, just now realizing that Cayne heard him::: Kallah Ramson: ACTION> Subspace alert system triggered again. A subspace well is forming at the planetoids location. Scott Coleridge: @ Worth a try. Chirakis: ::checks the TAC console::: mimipavilion: ::Chirakis:: It's a bit odd and out of my job description. Chirakis: A subspace well is forming, Captain. Chirakis: At the same location as the planet. Chirakis: And the planet appears to be following Aegean. Or actually, they don't seem to be moving at all. Lawliet: @ ::releases the beacon:: Beacon away Captain. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ Heisenberg? Chirakis: ::nods to Mimi::: Jylliene: The fighters....? Chirakis: ::looks to Ramson:: Kallah Ramson: +Aegean+ We're reading some subspace instability near your pet planet. We can try and tow you clear.... unless you think that might make things worse. Kallah Ramson: ::notes the beacon Aegean has launched:: Are we also receiving a signal from that beacon? Scott Coleridge: @::Jackson:: I want you to vary our speed and relative vector away from the planet. +Aegean+ We're going to try modifying how quickly and obliquely we attempt to vacate the vicinity of the planet. Can you see if there's a correlation between the subspace instability and our attempted motion? I want to know if us trying to escape is making things worse. Fletcher Jackson: @ ::tap..tap:: Varying vector away from the planet. Jylliene: No, no signal, ma'am Lawliet: @ ::checks the beacon's sensor readings:: Fletcher Jackson: @ ::changes direction... then speed... then direction... then speed... over a few minutes::: Kallah Ramson: +Aegean+ Sending you all our data now. ::nods to Jyl:: Fletcher Jackson: @ Data incoming, Captain. To your console? Fletcher Jackson: @ ::changes direction, same speed::: Scott Coleridge: @ Yes please, and science. Fletcher Jackson: @ Aye, sir. Data transfer to you and science. Lawliet: @ ::relays his readings to the Captain:: Chirakis: ::keeping an eye on FOPS reports:: Captain, Alpha leader reports no apparent movement on visual for Aegean or the planet, though they appear to be fading. Chirakis: Asking for clarification now. Kallah Ramson: Fading? That doesn't sound good. mimipavilion: ::hears Chirakis and is concerned:: Chirakis: No, it does not.... Chirakis: The Aegean and the planet seem to be fading from sight. No other information. They are able to observe, but not approach. Kallah Ramson: +Aegean+ Status over there? We still don't have you on sensors and you're starting to slip out of visual. Fletcher Jackson: @ ::continues his vector changes::: Jylliene: Maybe we're only seeing "pulses" of their location, so they're fading because they're no longer at that location? Scott Coleridge: @+Aegis+ I have good news! Jylliene: ::likes good news:: Kallah Ramson: +Aegean+ let's hear it Scott Coleridge: @+Aegis+ It seems like you won't have to worry about the planet sticking around much longer. Scott Coleridge: @+Aegis+ It is definitely going to sink into subspace. Fletcher Jackson: @ ::whew::: Kallah Ramson: +Aegean+ ...and? Jylliene: ::not sure she likes what that may mean for Aegean:: Scott Coleridge: @::twiddling his thumbs against his console:: +Aegis+ Of course, if we don't figure out a way to separate ourselves from it, it's going to take us with it. Chirakis: 10:55 PM Fletcher Jackson: @ ::aw darn::: mimipavilion: ::doesn't like the sound of that:: Kallah Ramson: +Aegean+ well, let's try not to let that happen. any ideas? Scott Coleridge: @+Aegis+ Yes. Can you run a simulation and let us know approximately how much time we have? Fletcher Jackson: @ ::hasn't been into subspace and really doesn't want to go::: Scott Coleridge: @::Cayne:: How is our shield strength looking? Kallah Ramson: ::Jyl:: Get the computers on that. Jylliene: Yes ma'am Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ Shields are at 93%. Scott Coleridge: @::has spent so much darn time in subspace that after one more visit his punch card will entitle him to a free *something*:: Jylliene: ::entering the request, using their current info:: Jylliene: ((It's at least a free mug or something.)) Scott Coleridge: @::Lawliet:: I'm thinking chronitons. Lots and lots of chronitons. Do we like chronitons? Chirakis: (Dacia has a stash in sick bay if you are in need.) Dacia Sandero: (:D) Fletcher Jackson: @ ::chronitons.. why does it always have to be chronitons::: Chirakis: 10:58 PM Scott Coleridge: @::turns back to Cayne:: As a backup plan, how do you feel about trying to blow up that there planet? Lawliet: @ ::looks over at Coleridge:: Asking one whose entire life is in question due to time. Fletcher Jackson: @ ::minding his own business::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ I'm not sure we have the power Mr. Coleridge. Jylliene: I'm gonna need more coffee. Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: 8/18/17 Chirakis: Thank you. Chirakis: A perfect line to pause on. Chirakis: Captains, well done. Chirakis: Well. Captain Ramson, TBS? Kallah Ramson: ::looks to Scott:: Pick it up from there? Scott Coleridge: Yes. Kallah Ramson: ::nods:: Chirakis: TBS is zero. Comments for the crew from either captain? Kallah Ramson: None. Scott Coleridge: I'm good. Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew? Chirakis: Seeing none, Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  10. MISSION BRIEF: Our standoff with the Romulans reaches a fevered conclusion. Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM William Chocox: ::is still working to get the sensors working:: Cptn Swain: ::Making his way towards the center railing:: Stand by torpedoes. Open a channel, Mister K'Hal. Rhan K'hal: :: taps :: Channel open. Cptn Swain: @NDak> ::Nods to Harper to open the hatch to what he really, really hoped was a shuttle bay:: Atos Ch'kivar: ((Wasn't the sensor torpedo fired?)) Hunter Matheson: ::keeping an eye on whatever he can at helm, mentally calculating the Romulan's course and speed::: Atos Ch'kivar: ::Seated at tactical, in comms with fighters:: Hakran K'hal: :: doing whatever his cardboard self was doing at the end of last week, with an ear following the goings on :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: (( Yes, sensor torpedo was fired. 2 of 'em. )) Atos Ch'kivar: (( Roger that )) Cptn Swain: (( So assume he means firing any more )) Indaura Ryssan: :: in sickbay, expecting the worse, hoping the coffeemaker makes it through :: Cptn Swain: (( Sorry about that, was clear enough )) Cptn Swain: +Romulans+ Commander, now would be a good time for you to surrender. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Romulan Commander> +Excalibur+ Would it? I was thinking the same of you. Cptn Swain: +Commander+ Neither of us want this to end in bloodshed, and I am sure your superiors certainly don't want it to end as such. Return my crew members and you will be free to return to the Neutral Zone. Charlie Harper: @ ::opens the hatch, pretty certain NDak is faking all of this:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Romulan Commander> +Excalibur+ We would gladly return your crew to you if they'd stop trying to escape. As it stands now, however, we will likely have to kill them just to keep them from shooting our officers. Cptn Swain: +Romulan+ If they die, Commander, you will be held accountable for their deaths. Under the terms of the treaty signed between our people, you have committed multiple acts of war, do you want that sort of blood on your hands? Cptn Swain: +Romulan+ Surrender, and allow me to talk to my people and we can end this now, before it goes too far. I'll give you 5 minutes to make a decision. ::Motions to cut the comm:: Cptn Swain: @ Oh good, It is a shuttle bay. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Miranda leaned back in her chair, looking sideways at Swain.:: You think that will really work? Charlie Harper: @ You actually have no idea what you're doing, do you? Rhan K'hal: :: taps :: Comm ended. Cptn Swain: @ ::Looks at him:: Why do you think I would? Cptn Swain: No. But it should give us time to get our sensors back online. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @Romulan Commander> +Shipwide Comm+ Officers of the Federation Starfleet -- listen and heed my words. Your Captain wishes your return. If you continue to fight, we will be forced to kill you. Surrender now and you will be returned to your ship. Cptn Swain: @NDak> ::Looks to Harper:: Cptn Swain: So, status of the sensors? Cptn Swain: ::Looks to the K'hals:: Atos Ch'kivar: ::Checks tactical sensors:: Charlie Harper: @ romulan ship, romulan officer.... seriously, you graduated your academy? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Fighters> ::Send word that the Romulan ship has halted, but isn't showing signs of aggression. Yet.:: Hakran K'hal: Starting to see some improvement, but the systems aren't going to respond like the lights flipping on, Captain. This radiation surge they caused is very much an analog event. Atos Ch'kivar: ::Calls over shoulder:: Fighters report that the Romulan ship has come to a stop, no other activity. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She nods at Atos.:: +Engineering+ Chocox, how are you doing on those special torpedo modifications? Do we have some at the ready? Hunter Matheson: ::prepares to take another eyeball reading if they get another torpedo going::: William Chocox: Yes we do! Cptn Swain: @NDak> ::Blinks:: I told you, this is a Tal'shiar, and an older design at that. I don't excactly have the layout of every ship in our fleet down. Besides, I am a science officer -- as you keep saying about yourself! William Chocox: +Bridge+* Charlie Harper: @Yeah, but I can find a shuttlebay on a starship! Cptn Swain: @ ::Points:: So did I! Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @ Romulan Commander> +Shipwide, N'Dak, Harper+ We are tracking your current location and have officers ready to intercept. Surrender now and you will be returned. Cptn Swain: @Issaha> ::Looks at Harper after the comm:: Charlie Harper: @ ::looks back:: I suppose if I asked whether that was likely to be a trap, you wouldn't have an opinion? William Chocox: ((Wouldn't those usually be on the edge somewhere?)) Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @Romulan Commander> ::Sighs.:: This obviously isn't working. Cloaking status? ::Turns and frowns.:: Very well, keep me informed. William Chocox: (( :P )) Cptn Swain: @Issaha> I mean, I do. I don't trust him, but do you have a better idea? Indaura Ryssan: :: Moving around sickbay getting things ready :: Grrr Charlie Harper: @ ::resists the urge to facepalm:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @Romulan Commander> +Swain+ Your officers have yet to show themselves. Would you care to speak with them directly? Frankly, I just want them off my ship as quickly as possible. Cptn Swain: ::Looks up:: Cptn Swain: Wait... really? Cptn Swain: ::Glances to Miranda:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Slight eyebrow arch.:: Cptn Swain: +Romulan+ Put me through to them. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: It can't hurt. Unless they use you to draw them out to trap them again. Cptn Swain: ::Nods:: I don't see any better options, do you? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @Romulan Commander> +Shipwide, N'Dak, Harper+ Your Ennarain wishes to speak with you. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> Excalibur comms are patched through to blast through the interior of the Romulan ship. Cptn Swain: Augustin> ::returns to the bridge after finishing locking up all the stuff from the away mission, makes his way over to tactical to check in with Ch'kivar:: Rhan K'hal: :: nods at Swain, confirming he's connected :: Cptn Swain: +All+ ::Bites his lip for a moment:: Excalibur crew, this is Captain Swain. Surrender yourselves peacefully and you will be returned, unharmed to us. Both of you. Cptn Swain: Augustin> ::lowly to Atos:: Been keeping up from down in security. Good work. Charlie Harper: @ ::hesitates:: Well.... if the captain thinks they're on the up and up... Cptn Swain: @Issaha> ::Nods:: I doubt they'd have his voice print on file. Atos Ch'kivar: ::Nods to Augustin as he notices him:: Thank you, sir. Our fighters are still in position, nothing really coming in on sensors yet. Rhan K'hal: :: waits :: Charlie Harper: @ Well, thank you for that little burst of paranoia. ::peers carefully around a doorway:: Cptn Swain: Augustin> :nods:: I'll take aux tac. Cptn Swain: @Issaha> I am a Romulan, remember. Cptn Swain: @Issaha> Though they could have perhaps captured it during any communications. ::Considers:: but unless we want to take a chance fighting our way out of this... Charlie Harper: @::mutters to self:: All evidence to the contrary. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @Romulan ship> ::As previously noted, there were officers waiting on the fringes of the shuttle bay, waiting for them to surrender.:: Atos Ch'kivar: ::Quirks head at Augustin curiously:: Yes, sir. Cptn Swain: @Issaha> ::drops his ie'yakk:: I'll go first. Cptn Swain: @Issaha> ::In Romulan:: We surrender. Return us to our ship:: Cptn Swain: ::Glances to Miranda, then to K'hal:: Anything? Charlie Harper: @ ::carefully sets the stolen disruptor down, watching the Romulans:: Rhan K'hal: Nothing yet, sir. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @::Turn their weapons on the escaped officers and close in.:: Hakran K'hal: We should get a shuttle ready. If I can't find them with sensors, we can't very well use transporters. Cptn Swain: ::Nods:: Hunter, head down to the shuttle bay. Hunter Matheson: ::stands:: Yes, sir. ::sprints out:: Hunter Matheson: ::TL:: Shuttle bay. Hunter Matheson: ::exits on bay level and reports to the bay chief::: Cptn Swain: +Romulan+ We're prepping a shuttle to come get our people. I trust you will let them leave, unmolested? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @Romulan Commander> ::Sweeps in and smiles, seeing the officers back under guard.:: +Swain+ Mostly. I mean, we do have our injured officers to consider. Hunter Matheson: ::pointed in the direction of a shuttle, he climbs aboard, logs in, and pulls up his previous information from helm, just in case::: Hunter Matheson: :::preflight check commences::: Rhan K'hal: :: connects whatever shuttle Hunter has picked to their space braille navigation system :: Hakran K'hal: :: frowns, flattens ears at that comment from the Romulan Commander :: Hunter Matheson: ::catches the braille navsys, blinks::: Hunter Matheson: ::braille?::: Cptn Swain: +Romulan+ Commander, they wouldn't be injured if you hadn't taken my people hostage in the first place. I am willing to let you leave the system, I have additional reinforcements less than half an hour away. Consider the welfare of the rest of your crew. Hunter Matheson: +K'hal+ Confirming reception of NavSys, wondering about the braille, sir. Clarification requested. ::he continues his preflight::: Rhan K'hal: :: assumes that the doctors have been listening in, but officially informs them of potentially injured incomings in the shuttle bay... hopefully :: Cptn Swain: @ ::Glances to the Commander:: Jolan tru. Cptn Swain: +Hunter+ What's the hold up, Mister Matheson? Rhan K'hal: +Hunter+ It's just a bit of sarcastic nomenclature, Gunny. You should know that about me by now. Cptn Swain: Augustin> ::glances over to Atos:: Hunter Matheson: +Swain+ Ready to deploy, sir. Hunter Matheson: ::takes a deep breath, wondering about this crew::: Atos Ch'kivar: ::Continues communicating with fighters on updated positioning and testing tactical sensors:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @Romulan Commander> ::Snorts. Gives Issaha a flat look.:: Au are quite lucky that we are so far from the Empire. Else, this would have quite differently. Hunter Matheson: +Flight OPS+ Requesting departure coordinates confirmation. Ready to depart. Rhan K'hal: :: aside to his brother :: I'd swear he was Vulcan. Rhan K'hal: FOps> +Hunter+ Cleared for departure. Rhan K'hal: FOps> :: sends the coords :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @Romulan Commander> ::Gestures to one of the shuttles and speaks in Romulan to one of her officers.:: Take them to their ship. They are sending a shuttle to meet au. I want them off immediately. Hunter Matheson: +FOPS+ Copy. Departing to (coordinates). Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @Officers> ::Gives N'Dak and Harper a shove to the nearest shuttle craft, weapons still trained on them.:: Hunter Matheson: ::shoots out of the bay, watching for fighters, then realizes he can use the fighters for navigation::: Rhan K'hal: (( That's what the "space braille" is, Hunter. xD )) Charlie Harper: @ I'd still like to know why we were treated to this 'hospitality' in the first place. ::marching to the shuttle, face stormy:: Hunter Matheson: (sorry.. didn't compute) Hunter Matheson: ::he swings the shuttle toward the Romulan ship, taking aim on their shuttle bay::: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @ Officer> Because you are meddling lloann'na. ::Gets them on board and launches the shuttle.:: Cptn Swain: @Issaha> ::Glances towards the Commander and decides to not make rather snide remark about his obvious low birth, turns to Harper:: Rhan K'hal: Fighter Alpha 3> :: reports Romulan shuttle bay opening, then reports Romulan shuttle exiting the ship :: Hunter Matheson: +FOPS+ Romulan shuttle outbound. Hunter Matheson: (Or Alpha squadron does) Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> A Romulan shuttle craft departs the ship and moves out to meet Hunter. As soon as they were within transporter range, Hunter hears the shimmer of transport behind him and N'Dak and Harper have suddenly joined him. Cptn Swain: ::Turns to Atos:: Update the cavalry on the situation. I'd rather not the fly blind into this. Cptn Swain: Issaha> ::shimmers onto the shuttle:: Atos Ch'kivar: ::Looks over to Swain:: Got it. Hunter Matheson: ::blink, turn:: Sir. Ma'am. Strap in. It's going to be a fast ride. Need medical assistance? Cptn Swain: Do we have our people? Rhan K'hal: Right, it'd be bad form for them to come in shooting after we get this settled without screaming and death. Hopefully. :: still waiting on word from Hunter :: Hunter Matheson: +TAC+ Package acquired. RTB Atos Ch'kivar: +Alpha+ Our shuttle is retrieving our missing crew, keep an eye out for them. Charlie Harper: ::still looks annoyed, but takes a seat:: Hunter Matheson: ::swings the shuttle around and beelines it to Excalibur::: Rhan K'hal: A3> :: reports the rendezvous up and down the line :: Atos Ch'kivar: ::Calls out:: We've got them, they're heading back. Cptn Swain: +Romulans+ You may return to the neutral zone. We will be remaining in orbit for some time, do not attempt to return. Excalibur out. Hakran K'hal: :: sighs :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: @Romulan Commander> +Excalibur+ I would thank you for your hospitality, but it is severely lacking. We were here to do a simple scientific survey, after all. In any case, it has been such a pleasure dealing with you and your crew. ::The sarcasm was strong with this one.:: Hunter Matheson: +FOPS+ Shuttle (name) coming in hot. Cptn Swain: ::Rolls his eyes:: One of these days, Rhan K'hal: :: cuts the comm with a bit more of a high-pitched squeal at the end than he usually would (which is never) after that comment :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> Fighters report the Romulan ship suddenly cloaking, which they've apparently managed to repair. Hunter Matheson: ::settles the shuttle in the bay and powers down as he turns to his package:: Hunter Matheson: Does anyone need medical assistance? Hakran K'hal: I'm going to go see my people... well, my person and my loan. Atos Ch'kivar: ::Swivels around:: Captain, the Romulan ship has cloaked. Hakran K'hal: :: heads to the lift :: Cptn Swain: Well. I for one am glad this little science project is over. Don't know about the rest of you. Indaura Ryssan: :: Listens :: Cptn Swain: ::Nods to K'hal:: Cptn Swain: Have them report to medical, even if they don't want to. Rhan K'hal: I seriously think this ship has a problem if we can't even conduct a survey without histrionics. Hakran K'hal: Was already planning on that, Captain. :: lift doors close :: Rhan K'hal: And that problem is named "Bad Luck." Cptn Swain: Oh come now K'hal. Cptn Swain: It's not like a black cat crossed our paths. Cptn Swain: Or did you break a mirror? Hunter Matheson: (Sorry.. I need to move out.) Cptn Swain: ( No worries, just going to do a little wrap up )) Rhan K'hal: :: tweaks an ear :: Who says it was my fault? It's been this way since my brother Rhan was on board. Atos Ch'kivar: ::To Swain:: Shall I recall our fighters? Cptn Swain: ::Nods:: Atos Ch'kivar: ::Swivels back around and comms in for fighters to return to ship:: Cptn Swain: ::Miranda:: I don't know about you, but I think I am ready to head to ... what's the nearest starbase? Hakran K'hal: :: exits into the shuttle bay, makes a beeline for N'Dak and Harper :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She sighed.:: Yes, wherever that is. We need a bit of recovery time. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Not to mention repairs. Rhan K'hal: Bonus, as soon as we leave we'll be able to see where we're going. Probably good not to run over anything. Cptn Swain: Very good. As soon as our fighters are recalled and the reinforcements have arrived, let them know we're heading out. Atos Ch'kivar: ::Leans back in his chair with an easy sigh:: Fighters on return...and everyone's almost home. Hakran K'hal: :: to Harper and Issaha :: You two are going to have an interesting debrief... after you've been looked at down in sickbay. Cptn Swain: ::Motions to the planet:: This is someone else’s circus now. We'll transmit everything to Starfleet and let them send a proper science vessel to study the system and whatever the Romulans did to it. Cptn Swain: I suspect the big IQ boys back home will be especially interested in that. Cptn Swain: Commander, you have the bridge. Good work everyone. Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM
  11. RES TALON MISSION BRIEFING 051708.10 - Season 22 The crew has made preparations to get underway and towards the Justarus Shipyard Station after t’Ksa has completed the transfer of the children back to guardians on the planet, and those that can na be placed we plan to take to Justarus while we pursue the enemy. KhreRiovtRex: BEGIN SIM KhreRiovtRex: BEGIN SIM KhreRiovtRex: BEGIN SIM KhreRiovtRex: :: sitting hrrau the center seat:: Koga, do you have our course set in? STSF Seiben: ::nods:: Ie, our course has been plotted in. We're ready to go. KhreRiovtRex: Has medical transferred the children yet? KhreRiovtRex: If na, fhaen contact tKsa and tTemarr to find out an ETA for departure Laehval tTemarr: (t'Ksa - I'll spare you the PM since you're on mobile. You want to start with the transport? Or have them already down on the planet?) m_k_tksa: ((all but three are on the planet. Those three are stuck with us)) Laehval tTemarr: (( Gotcha. )) KhreRiovtRex: (cool) m_k_tksa: ::working on the problem of who's to foster the remaining children:: Laehval tTemarr: ::Laehval stood in medical, glad it was a lot less chaotic, but frowning over the three children that still remained.:: Could io of your nurses keep them? KhreRiovtRex: (those not here get volunteered first! Send them to Stinger for NDAk...lol) STSF Seiben: (lol!) KhreRiovtRex: (like dumping tribbles on the Klingons!) KhreRiovtRex: Koga, once we get underway, it will be imperative that au keep an eye on that scanner we installed letting us see the Othan stealth ship hulls. STSF Seiben: ::nods:: Ie, will do. STSF Seiben: +Medical+ Oira to medical - please advise once we're ready to depart. KhreRiovtRex: (looks like we lost tksa) Laehval tTemarr: +Bridge+ The children with families have been transported to the planet. We are ready to get underway. STSF Seiben: ::nods:: We're good to go. m_k_tksa: Why are au so apprehension about them? KhreRiovtRex: ::overhears:: Menkha, we should have been long gone. Get us underway Koga, make directly for Justarus. I'm fairly certain looking at their exit trajectories, they will swing well around that sector, knowing we have a strong presence still there. m_k_tksa: And the have na problem being around the staff. But I do not want to force the duty on one who is uncomfortable. STSF Seiben: ::engages course:: That certainly wouldn't surprise me. Laehval tTemarr: I... do na know how to interact with children. Laehval tTemarr: ::Slight face.:: I did na know how to interact with children even when I was a child. They are just so... small. And they act strangely. m_k_tksa: They are Rihan not an alien species. Au just talk with them. Be gentle and kind. Smile. KhreRiovtRex: (ha!) STSF Seiben: (lool) STSF Seiben: ::Sticks to their course, and keeps a close eye on scanners as well:: Laehval tTemarr: Smile? That is a lot to ask. ::Frowns.:: Ah... why do they always wish to touch? They have such grubby hands and sticky fingers. KhreRiovtRex: Koga, what is our current status with regards to our weapons systems? t’Temarr is busy at the siuren, so I do na wish to bother her. We will be restocking once we arrive at the Shipyards, so we'll need to have a fully listing of what is needed STSF Seiben: I've received lists of supplies requested from the department heads. ::does a quick scan of weapon inventory:: We still seem to have an adequate supply of torpedoes and our disruptor arrays are working optimally, but we can definitely do with a restock and diagnostic. KhreRiovtRex: I want a full load of armaments, extra if we have time to take them on. Be sure to lay in extra supplies as we may be away from anyplace that would be friendly to ch’Rihan once we get past Justarus. I would na put it past the Othan supporters to deny us even basic needs m_k_tksa: They learn the world around them with those hands. Curiosity of how things work, how things fit together. Plus it helps develop fine and gross motor skills so they can develop the very same skills io might need to be, oh, say an engineer. Why those hands are STSF Seiben: ::nods:: I'll put in a request to the Shipyards for extra supplies and weapon restock. ::works on it:: KhreRiovtRex: Ie, menkha work having that ready. I do want us as fully stocked as possible, including repair supplies that may be needed after battle. KhreRiovtRex: Can au think of anything else we may need? m_k_tksa: sticky and grumby? That's because of poor hygiene. They haven't yet learned that skill and as adults we have to teach it Laehval tTemarr: ::She looked thoughtful.:: What do au think we should do with them? Send them to ch'Rihan? m_k_tksa: Not until we've exhausted all avenues to find their families. If we have, them yes. KhreRiovtRex: (Make them earn their keep, they can scrub those really small areas in the access tubes and passageways!) STSF Seiben: ::thinks:: We seem to have a pretty comprehensive list. At this time, I'm not sure. Though I'm sure we'll think of more before we reach the Shipyards. Laehval tTemarr: With na living matches from the colony, how will au continue the search? Galae's database? Colonial records? It seems a small chance that we will be able to find any io connected to them. I think it best to find a foster for them while the search continues. m_k_tksa: Na match from this colony, but I'm hopeful that we'll find something in this sector. Most of these colonies are well established, but there is some movement between planets. Laehval tTemarr: Do au think they were abandoned or taken? KhreRiovtRex: After we resupply, we then will continue our pursuit, with just our 2 ships for now, we'll be vastly outnumbered. I'm hoping we can pick up a few more that they can spare at the Shipyards, but intel as highly guarded over subspace. we will have to wait until we arrive to get the rest of the information on ship numbers and crews. KhreRiovtRex: I'd like to send patrols in various directions, working our way outward and taking back what we can, and making sure we have the strength to hold it. Once we start getting closer to Othan, our 2 ship will either need support, a diversion, that, or we sneak in with either the Stinger, Talon or both. Either way.... we put a stop to them. STSF Seiben: ::nods:: Hopefully they'll be some Galae ships there eager for a fight. KhreRiovtRex: it may be best to go after their supply locations and hit their shipyard hard. m_k_tksa: I think they were breed. Possibly one or more of their parents either volunteered or were forced. There's too much trust in medical staff in these little ones, and too much information on experimentations to not be something.......something KhreRiovtRex: If not, this may be a very short battle and mission STSF Seiben: ::nods:: I agree. That should cause the most damage for them. Laehval tTemarr: ::Laehval blinked.:: Au think they were created artificially for the purposes of experimentation? To what end? m_k_tksa: Creating the ideal Rihan. Laehval tTemarr: Better, faster, stronger? ::She looked back to the children with a new understanding.:: Laehval tTemarr: I wonder how many there were when they first started. m_k_tksa: They been given medications that have affected their growth. These children might look one age physically but mentally are a different age. They have a different metabolism. Probably several other things that we would find out as we continue to study them. However, I am not in favor of using them a lab rats and would rather get them back in with their families for more natural development. KhreRiovtRex: Koga, have au received word from au rihan after that battle? How did her ship fare in the battle? m_k_tksa: The fact that I can rarely find information about their parents after these children are brought into the program leads me to believe that once they had to fill their end of the experiment they were for lack of a better word removed from the program m_k_tksa: Which is why am looking for next of kin. I'll let you draw your own conclusions from that STSF Seiben: My last contact with her was a few days ago. Her ship managed to survive the battle, though she did say repairs would most likely take a few days. KhreRiovtRex: Menkha. Though she is with the Tal Shiar, her crew showed themselves to be honorable and standing up for our home world, and na supporting a coup against us all. She has fought well and this will be remembered. :: not forgetting however, Koga punching her, she'd deal with that later):: ACTION:: The Talon and Stinger travel intermittently under cloak to prevent being tracked themselves and make their way towards the Justarus sector, nearing the sector as several days pass. KhreRiovtRex: PAUSE SIM KhreRiovtRex: PAUSE SIM KhreRiovtRex: PAUSE SIM STSF Seiben: ::paused:: KhreRiovtRex: (Bounced us forward, if that's ok with all?) STSF Seiben: Fine with me m_k_tksa: Ok KhreRiovtRex: Menkha KhreRiovtRex: Hopefully we'll have a few more here next week. I'm going to try to be here myself, know it will be a hard day for me (would have been our 33rd wedding anniversary, but the diversion will be welcome) KhreRiovtRex: Thanks for hanging in with the small group tonight and moving the storyline along all KhreRiovtRex: Hope you all have a nice weekend and I'm going to let you get out of here so you get some rest. KhreRiovtRex: Leah, anything before we go? Laehval tTemarr: Night, all. Have a good weekend. KhreRiovtRex: Crew Dismissed
  12. Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 18 August 2017 7 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.097 TBS is 10 minutes for Aegis. The time is 1030 hours (10:30 AM) Aegis local. TBS is 0 for Aegean. The time there is 1020 hours (10:20 AM) Aegis local. Aegis has lost all communication with Aegean. When or if they will ever see the ship and its crew again has rattled Aegis command as never before. As far as can be determined, Commander Coleridge, Lt Commander Lawliet, Lt Commander Tarisa, Commander Cayne, Dr. Sandero, Ensign Jackson, and the rest of the crew have disappeared into a wormhole. Their one hope is that the expertise aboard will determine a way to return. On Aegean, the crew is stymied. Whether the planet was natural or artificial, and the nature of the anomaly is now immaterial. Their primary goal is to survive, recover, and return safely. They have just disengaged the warp drive, and the wormhole has started to collapse. Aegean now faces a violent transition back to normal spacetime—though where and when they ultimately end up has yet to be determined.
  13. = /\ = USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #959, STARDATE 51708.14 = /\ = The Manticore left Earth orbit with a Klingon Starfleet officer onboard. He has been assigned to the ship by the Federation Council to observe and offer counsel to Sovak and McFly - and to bunk in A9's quarters (who has been moved to Visiting Officer quarters near the Observation Lounge). After frustrating the senior crew's attempts to rile him up, the observer left the Bridge, disabled his comm badge and messed with the ship. We have changed course and jumped to warp 5 and no one is able to change that or get into Aux. Control, with a door fused shut, no matter how much the crew tries (ahem, KK when do you run out of grenades?) = /\ = END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #959, STARDATE 51708.14 = /\ = 170814.log
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  15. = /\ = USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #959, STARDATE 51708.14 = /\ = The Manticore left Earth orbit with a Klingon Starfleet officer onboard. He has been assigned to the ship by the Federation Council to observe and offer counsel to Sovak and McFly - and to bunk in A9's quarters (who has been moved to Visiting Officer quarters near the Observation Lounge). After frustrating the senior crew's attempts to rile him up, the observer left the Bridge, disabled his comm badge and messed with the ship. We have changed course and jumped to warp 5 and no one is able to change that or get into Aux. Control, with a door fused shut, no matter how much the crew tries (ahem, KK when do you run out of grenades?) = /\ = END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #959, STARDATE 51708.14 = /\ =
  16. The AT escapes to a warehouse, where they meet the other Starfleet crewmen, Ens Obart, the Andorrian. They discuss plans to overload or outplay the simulation. Dana is puzzled in engineering, trying to figure out how to get an object out of the simulation. chatlog2017-8-6.txt
  17. USS REPUBLIC MISSION BRIEFING 51708.07 - SEASON 25 Ayumu's trial is in recess while BluRox has requested time to go confer with her Chief Engineer, who is not present currently in the courtroom, and has just received a note from Nickles, that her 2XO is currently locked up in the station brig, Having sent Heather to also inquire when Nickles never returned, she's seen Heather return, and Rue leave as well......what the heck is going on down there!? BEGIN SIM BEGIN SIM BEGIN SIM Jas: ::Intently watching the trial proceedings:: STSF_BluRox: :: Stands and watches as Calvert turns and leaves, his assistant handing him several padds that needed his attention now that he as on a break:: Jas: Brig Guard> ::Trying to retain his sanity:: STSF_BluRox: :: turns and finds only Heather, Jas and another officer sitting there, everyone else having left::: Rue Wydown: Rue>::has made it to the brig, unaware that there's now a recess because she's trying to make sense of what Heather was telling her:: Heather Jamieson: :: Sitting :: Rue Wydown: Rue>::looking at the guard:: Well, you look like you've had a rough time of it. What's going on? Jas: ((I clearly skimmed over the briefing...)) STSF_BluRox: :: walks over to Heather now that Ayumu has been drawn aside with Lt Medley, and it not being proper for her to talk to Ayumu anyway at this time..... Heather Jamieson: Admiral... Jas: Brig Guard> ::Nods his head towards the cells:: Unruly detainee. STSF_BluRox: Jamieson.....I hope that you at least have an answer for me....as I didn't get one from Nickles concerning my chief engineer... Heather Jamieson: I went to visit her in the brig here, but she was not forthcoming. I think she may have said something to Calvert. STSF_BluRox: :: wonders if she should take this private, not knowing the other sitting there, though, he looks strangely like one of her former helmsmen Heather Jamieson: I'm guessing Jax put her personal spin on things and got in trouble. Rue Wydown: Rue>Oh yeah? STSF_BluRox: Calvert? Do you mean, 'the Admiral”? Heather Jamieson: Yes, tired. Did not want to mean the other Admiral, you...Admiral. Jas: Brig Guard> ::Narrows eyes:: Yeah. STSF_BluRox: :: sighs to herself :: Calvert was going to chew her a new one if her crew kept acting like this. STSF Seiben: Seiben> ::doesn't say much but listens:: Heather Jamieson: This has been a bad day Admiral. Jas: ::slowly starts to doze off in the courtroom:: Rue Wydown: Rue>::leans against the desk:: Like how unruly? STSF_BluRox: What I am getting at Lt....is his rank is Admiral Calvert....you just refered to him as 'Calvert', it is not appropriate, and I hope if you are called to the stand, that you do not act with so little respect. If Jax did indeed do something similar, then I'm sure the admiral had good reason for sending her down Jas: Brig Guard> ::Lets out a sigh:: Like unruly for the sake of being unruly. Heather Jamieson: It was not intentional Admiral. Rue Wydown: Rue> So what's brought her down here? Jas: Brig Guard> ::Leans back against the wall:: In mild terms, she told Admiral Calvert what's what. Rue Wydown: Rue>::winces:: How long is the Admiral expecting to keep her down here? STSF_BluRox: ::sighs:: Of course not, everyone is just tired and stressed. Look. why don't you go get some chow for yourself, and take some down to Ayumu and Lt Medley if she's hungry as well. :: turns to the other there... Jas: Brig Guard> ::Shrugs every-so-slightly:: There have been rumours about a possible second hearing for her. STSF Seiben: Seiben> ::sits next to Heather:: Jas: ::Snoooores:: Heather Jamieson: :: Nods :: Very well Admiral. :: gets up and heads for the door, wondering where the nearest food place was :: Oh...:: looks at Seiben :: Are you hungry? STSF Seiben: Seiben> Yes, I can eat. Heather Jamieson: ((almost did "are au hungry?")) STSF Seiben: (spy!) STSF_BluRox: Jas..... once you get your transfer in order, be sure to take it to Commander Wydown so she can get you all processed and proper clearances made Heather Jamieson: ((I am na a spy)) STSF_BluRox: (spy!) Rue Wydown: Rue> Oi. Have you tried feeding her? Maybe that might calm her down? Heather Jamieson: (Ever see a Rihan with auburn hair? I think not... ) STSF Seiben: (I've seen a Rihan with blonde hair ) Heather Jamieson: :: Grabs Seiben's hand :: Help me find some good food for people Heather Jamieson: (Yar's daughter) STSF Seiben: Seiben> Ahh, OK STSF Seiben: (yep) Jas: Brig Guard> ::Smirks:: I'd rather not break the reprieve of her sleep. STSF_BluRox: I'll be back, I want to go catch up with Rue Heather Jamieson: :: Leads him out of the trial room :: Rue Wydown: Rue> Good point. STSF Seiben: ::follows Heather and nods to Blu as she leaves:: Rue Wydown: Rue> Perhaps ear plugs then? Heather Jamieson: :: Sees she's still holding Seiben's hand :: Oh, let me give that back to you. I think it's this way. :: pointing and walking :: Jas: ::Shakes his head awake, somehow having retained Blu's command, and heads out in search of Rue:: Jas: Brig Guard> You know, I had considered it... Heather Jamieson: There it is... could be a bunch of replicators though. STSF Seiben: I believe it is. ::follows Heather to the food court:: There's a great place that sells some good steak and burgers, if people are into that. Rue Wydown: Rue> I've served with her for the past year, I highly recommend it. STSF Seiben: ^ Seiben Heather Jamieson: Replicated I hope. STSF Seiben: I think so. I doubt they keep cows in here. Heather Jamieson: I wonder what Kasuga would like... chicken? :: starts to laugh :: Oh I should not laugh. :: giggle :: Jas: Brig Guard> ::Quirks an eyebrow:: Is that right? STSF Seiben: ::shrugs:: Not sure. It seems pretty bad though. Heather Jamieson: :: Starts looking at the menu :: Oh my... so many choices.. that's the trouble with replicated meals.. you can choose anything and they offer everything. Jas: ::Heads to administrative area of station to take care of his transfer:: STSF Seiben: Seiben> Yeah, and they never seem to taste... right sometimes. But still I don't complain. Heather Jamieson: I'm getting to go meals... Heather Jamieson: They are simulated.. just like if I dye my hair.. it's never quite right. STSF Seiben: What to people like? ::orders some chicken chow mein from a Chinese restaurant:: Rue Wydown: Rue> Yep. I've got three sets, two back ups just in case. ::tight smile:: I'm going to go try to find the other Admiral and give her a heads up that one of her witnesses is rather indisposed. Please comm me if she wakes and tries to revolt. Heather Jamieson: I think for her I will get chicken marsala... STSF Seiben: ::nods:: Sounds good to me. ::gets some drinks as well:: Jas: Brig Guard> ::Nods tiredly:: It's the first thing I'll do. Heather Jamieson: For her representation.... chicken cacciatore... STSF Seiben: Do you know what the admiral likes to eat? STSF_BluRox: ::exits the conference room and went to find Rue:: Heather Jamieson: Me... chicken soup. Heather Jamieson: I don't know, but I don't think she wanted me to get anything for her. I've never been invited to eat with her. STSF Seiben: Seiben> That's alot of chicken Rue Wydown: Rue>::scatches the back of her head as she heads towards the lift:: Heather Jamieson: :: gets three bags... :: What are you having. Chinese? STSF Seiben: Seiben> Hm, my cousin Hans didn't tell me either.. though I never thought to ask. STSF_BluRox: (hey!! I bought you waffles!)) Heather Jamieson: (Oh, the mind forgets, who are you people?) STSF_BluRox: (I STSF Seiben: Seiben> Some General Tao chicken and some chow mein STSF_BluRox: (I"ve only had waffles with you and Admiral Calvert....irl) lol Jas: ::Explains for about the third time why he needs the transfer and how he ended up on the ship to the clearly-uninterested secretary in the administrative department:: STSF Seiben: (mmm.. waffles) Heather Jamieson: (That's true, forgot my wig though) Heather Jamieson: (Those four cups of coffee were not a good idea, in hindsight) STSF_BluRox: +Rue+ Where can I meet with you? Rue Wydown: Admin> ::yawns:: yeah, yeah, yeah, they all say that. ::takes a look at Jas' PADD:: Heather Jamieson: :: Goes to see Kasuga and company :: STSF Seiben: Ayumu> ::going over the evidence with Lt. Medley:: Jas: ::Exasperated, with hand gestures:: I'm telling you, I had a tail!! Heather Jamieson: :: Knocks on the door where Kasuga was last seen :: STSF Seiben: Ayumu> ::Sees Medley is busy:: Enter. Rue Wydown: +BluRox+ I'm heading back up to the conference room. Let me know where you want to meet. Heather Jamieson: :: Enters :: I brought food. :: holds up bags of food :: Rue Wydown: Admin>::checks out his rear:: I don't see no tail. STSF Seiben: Seiben> ::brings in some food as well:: Jas: ::Rolls his eyes and takes a deep breath before continuing:: I said, "had," that's past-tense. STSF_BluRox: +Rue+ There a small meeting room down the hall from the main conference room. Meet me there and I'll send out for something fresh to eat. We have some things we need to discuss, the sooner the bettter STSF Seiben: Ayumu> Thanks - I was getting a bit hungry. They don't really feed us too well in the brig. Heather Jamieson: I could not fit a micro-transporter in the food either. STSF Seiben: Ayumu> They still need to work on that. Rue Wydown: +BluRox+ Be there in a few moments. Rue Wydown: Admin> So, why is that our problem? Rue Wydown: Rue>::takes a few minutes, but eventually she's made it to said conference room to await the Admiral:: Heather Jamieson: Have you met...err, Seiben... right? STSF_BluRox: +Rue+ Thank you Rue.... :: Stops by the pub and orders a few items and asks that it be sent up when ready STSF Seiben: Yes. STSF_BluRox: :: heads to the small conference room and finds Rue already there:: Thank you for coming .... STSF Seiben: Ayumu> Seiben? Another one? Heather Jamieson: There are more? Jas: ::Leans down on desk and stares the administrator dead on:: I was part of a research team, we got attacked, *I* was turned into a lizard, rescued by the crew of the Republic and now all I need -- what I *really* need -- is a transfer to the ship so I can go about the rest of my day. STSF_BluRox: They will be bringing something to eat shortly Jas: ((I feel like the George Costanza of Star Trek)) STSF Seiben: Seiben> Yeah, there's alot of us in Starfleet. Rue Wydown: Admin> You want to be posted to Republic? ::glances at his paperwork:: Medical, Science or Waste Management? Rue Wydown: ((grrr)) STSF_BluRox: (Jas Costanza...has a nice ring) Rue Wydown: Rue> I've got some bad news. You'd better sit down. Jas: ((Might need a last name retcon)) Heather Jamieson: :: Eats her meal :: Jas: ::Through gritted teeth:: Medical. STSF_BluRox: That bad? Worse than my helmsman being on trial for negligence? STSF Seiben: Seiben & Ayumu> ::Eats their meals too:: STSF_BluRox: Just as long as Jax didn't kill anyone.....or insult the Admiral...anything else we should be able to fix STSF Seiben: Yeoman> ::comes in and brings Blu and Rue some food and waffles:: Rue Wydown: Admin> ::starts typing:: Waste Management could be a lucrative career path, you know. Rue Wydown: Rue> Yeah, about that.... ::makes sure she has something between herself and Blu's claws:: Jax sort of met with the Admiral and somehow, but the end of that meeting ended up in the brig. I can draw a conclusion on why... STSF_BluRox: Ah!! They did have waffles! Excellent Jas: ::Mutters:: Better than administrative... STSF_BluRox: Funny Rue....seriously.....what did she do? STSF_BluRox: :: watching Rue's face:: STSF_BluRox: Oh.....bloody blue blazes...... Heather Jamieson: Kas... any news? STSF Seiben: Seiben> ::eats his chow mein with his chopsticks:: Rue Wydown: Rue> She gave the Admiral the "what for" according the brig guard. Apparentlly there's plans for a second hearing after this one. STSF Seiben: Ayumu> We're looking over the evidence and Jax's engineering logs, as well as repair logs. Hopefully we can be able to back up our defense case. Rue Wydown: Admin>I heard that. ::purposely makes a typo to make the new assignment much more painful, like assigning his quarters in the most obnixious part of the ship:: Jas: ::Looks up towards ceiling:: No clue what you're talking about. Heather Jamieson: Many pieces... STSF Seiben: Many many. STSF_BluRox: What the...??! Is she insane? And this....will absolutely not put him in an altruistic mood. He had been willing to overlook some procedural deficiencies, due to the mission we had just been on, it's success and the high stress level....but this...... we may end up losing two officers if we don't nip this in the bud. Rue Wydown: Admin>::hands the PADD over:: Report to Admiral BluRox and Cmdr Wydown after the Ayumu hearing tomorrow afternoon. They'll get you settled. STSF_BluRox: : sighs:: What exactly did Jax have to say for herself when you went to see her Jas: ::Takes PADD, relieved it's finally over:: Thank you! You have a, uh...good day. ::Takes off:: Rue Wydown: Rue> I didn't get a chance to see her. She'd finally fallen asleep therefore the guard was disinclined to waking her up for all the racket she's been making down there. This looks pretty bad Blu. Not only does this impune the credibility of her report, but if she can't get it together, she's going to tank us all. STSF_BluRox: two minute warning Heather Jamieson: Let me know how I can help... Heather Jamieson: But you have my data Rue Wydown: Admin>::smirks, having just assigned the young man to PO duty as well as Medical:: STSF Seiben: Ayumu> You've already been quite helpful, but I have the feeling I could use all the help I can get. STSF_BluRox: I'm on pretty good terms with Admiral Calvert....or I had been before this mess. I'll take the brunt of this. I was supposed to meet him for dinner later anyway. I'll report to him and take the heat for the crew as best I can. Jas: ::Smirks, having finally been rid of the terrible administrator forever...:: STSF_BluRox: PAUSE SIM STSF_BluRox: PAUSE SIM STSF_BluRox: PAUSE SIM STSF Seiben: ::Paused:: Jas: ::paused:: STSF_BluRox: Nice sim everyone. Did a great job filling in holes while we had some folks out tonight. STSF_BluRox: I'll try to see if I can do something with the Admiral if he's got a few,, if not, we'll get back to it in sim next week STSF_BluRox: Rue, do you have anything for the crew? Rue Wydown: Nope. good job guys STSF_BluRox: Seiben, it might be next year before you actually get you abord STSF_BluRox: LOL..I almost wrote Beiber STSF_BluRox: (both canadian....lol) STSF Seiben: lol Heather Jamieson: I'm off... back to new work STSF Seiben: Both also have nice hair too Heather Jamieson: Night all STSF Seiben: Goodnight everyone Rue Wydown: Night guys Jas: G'night folks! STSF_BluRox: Crew Dismissed
  18. Cptn Ja'Lale: USS CHALLENGER MISSION BRIEF - 11 AUG 2017: The Challenger is arriving at SB 189 after picking up seven Orion pirates from the two surviving Orion fighters. Challenger is arriving to the star base now. TBS was 24 hours. Cptn Ja'Lale: Questions? Cptn Ja'Lale: Begin Sim Hunter Matheson: ::slow approach to the base, waiting for permission to dock:: Hunter Matheson: Waiting for berthing instructions, Captain. Hunter Matheson: ::looks at Hok::: Cptn Ja'Lale: Hail the station and request docking clearance. Dvokr chim Hok: :: taps Hunter Matheson: ::hold music comes through the phones::: Cptn Ja'Lale: Station> +Challenger+ Cleared for docking at berth 02 Right. Security is on its way to take the prisoners. Hunter Matheson: Squawking Challenger ID, Captain. Received. Proceeding to berth 2 starboard. Dyan Sylvanis: ::Waiting down by the brig for station security. Hunter Matheson: SGT Mardy> ::standing with her::: Cptn Ja'Lale: ACTION: Challenger docks and station security arrives to take the pirates to the station's brig. Hunter Matheson: Docking complete. Umbilical engaged. Going to station power. Cptn Ja'Lale: Station Security Guy> We have some new information regarding things with the captured freighters we'd like to interrogate them about. Dvokr chim Hok: :: Exhales :: Dyan Sylvanis: ::Nods.:: They are in split up in the cells. You are welcome to them. Hunter Matheson: SGT Mardy> Yes, sir. ::he looks over to the nurse in charge:: Cptn Ja'Lale: Sec> Thanks. Lead the way. Cptn Ja'Lale: ACTION: Station security comprises of about a dozen big burly dudes who follow them over to the brig. Hunter Matheson: SGT Mardy> ::his detail steps back to let them take over, with only a few guards remaining in the brig. Cptn Ja'Lale: ::ponders, remembering his own interrogation with the pirates:: We won't stay long. Thankfully, I had a somewhat productive chat with the pirates and have a next course. Mr. Hok, please advise the department heads to meet in the conference room in ten minutes. Dyan Sylvanis: ::Shows the guards in.:: Dvokr chim Hok: +Chimes over the ship+ Attention heads of departments, there will be a meeting in the conference room in ten minutes. Cptn Ja'Lale: Guards> Thanks. ::the guards round up the pirates, cuff them and begin to escort them back to the station brig. Cptn Ja'Lale: All right. Let's go when you're ready. You're all invited as well. Hunter Matheson: ::finalizing his report and closing the flight plan that he will submit to the captain for review, then copies to Starfleet::: Hunter Matheson: (was that to the bridge crew, or the guards?) Cptn Ja'Lale: (to bridge crew) Hunter Matheson: ::turns:: Invited, Captain? Cptn Ja'Lale: To the meeting in the conference room, you might find the information useful for course plotting and such. Dyan Sylvanis: ::Watches the guards leave with the prisoners, before leaving as well. She takes a TL back up.:: Hunter Matheson: Yes, sir. Understood. I just have a few things to finalize for helm, and I'll be along, sir. Cptn Ja'Lale: Very well. Meet you there. ::gets up and heads to the conference room:: Hunter Matheson: ::scribble, scribble, scribble, thumbprint, and he sends it off:: Hunter Matheson: ::final helm shutdown check, log off, then bolts to the CR:: Cptn Ja'Lale: ::Settles down in the conference room:: Dyan Sylvanis: ::Enters the conference room after everyone else.:: The prisoners have been handed over to station security and are on the way to their new homes. ::Takes a seat.:: Hunter Matheson: ::he stops short, straightens his uniform, checks his hair, then enters::: Dvokr chim Hok: :: Enters the conference room thinking he is merely the notetaker :: Cptn Ja'Lale: ::Looks around:: Ok, thanks for coming. I'll try to make it brief. Hunter Matheson: ::then he takes a seat, conveniently next to Syl:: Dyan Sylvanis: ::Smiles.:: Hunter Matheson: ::crooked smile and a whispered:: Hey. Cptn Ja'Lale: After interrogating the Orion pirates, we managed to get some information regarding where they originate from. ::brings up a map on the holo-viewer:: About 4 light years away from here is an isolated array of asteroids. From what I gathered, they are based in this area. Cptn Ja'Lale: The Orions, in addition to stealing the freighters' cargo for sale on the black market have also kidnapped the crews for ransom. So far nothing has been paid due to the Federation's policies against paying terrorists or pirates, but they say it won't be long before the crew are either killed, and for the women - sold to the Orion slave market. I wasn't able to get a precise timeframe, but time is of course of the essence here. Hunter Matheson: ::mutters something unrepeatable about them selling the women:: Cptn Ja'Lale: We're to organise a mission to find their base of operations and rescue the freighter crew. Cptn Ja'Lale: The base will probably be shielded, so we'll need to scan for any jamming devices that might be in the area as well as any ships protecting the base. Cptn Ja'Lale: Any questions before we continue? Hunter Matheson: ::finger raises::: Cptn Ja'Lale: Yes? Cptn Ja'Lale: (5 minutes) Hunter Matheson: Sir, helm took quite a beating in the nebula. They're analyzing the damage, and depending on what they find, we might have to wait for repairs. Hunter Matheson: Or... we can go without repairs.... sir. Cptn Ja'Lale: ::nods:: Understood. We'll have to take on repairs as well as to restock. I'll speak with station staff to try to get repairs done ASAP Hunter Matheson: ::he looks around wondering if any other systems were damaged::: Hunter Matheson: Yes, sir. Cptn Ja'Lale: As it always is, we won't leave as soon as I would've liked. We'll have to play catch up once we leave. Cptn Ja'Lale: Let me know what else you might need as well, or forward to the station's quartermaster. Hunter Matheson: yes, sir Cptn Ja'Lale: Anything else? Cptn Ja'Lale: OK, meeting is adjourned. Get some rest and something to eat. We'll probably need all the energy we can get. Cptn Ja'Lale: PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale: PAUSE SIM Hunter Matheson: ::done:: Cptn Ja'Lale: Great job folks - we'll pick up 24 hours later. Repairs and restock will be done and we should be ready to depart. Any questions? Hunter Matheson: no sir Cptn Ja'Lale: OK sim dismissed. Goodnight folks. See you next week or in a few minutes.
  19. =/\= Aegis Mission Brief 8/11/17 - 10:02 PM=/\= 7 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.097 TBS is 20 minutes. The time is 0920 hours (9:20 am) Aegis local. Aegean and the planet have been sucked into a wormhole. The crew is beginning to wake up. Aegis has just received notice that Aegean and the planet have disappeared. From now on there will be two time frames: ~Aegis will continue on Aegis TBS, determined by Captain Ramson. ~Aegean will have its own TBS, determined by Captain Coleridge. Those on Aegis, make an NPC on Aegean. All action is taking place on Aegean =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Lawliet: ::groaning as he wakes up:: Tarisa: ::Slowly beginning to realize she is on the floor of the bridge.:: Dacia Sandero: ::still unconscious, but starts to stir lying next to Tarisa:: Chirakis: Ens Fikzit> ::in engineering, rubs his head as his blurry eyes try to focus::: Tarisa: ::Groggy, she pulls herself over to Dacia, touching her shoulder.:: Doctor? mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>::in sickbay, starting to come around:: Fletcher Jackson: ::slumped over the console, he feels like he's had a lousy sleep:: Lawliet: ::pulls himself up and looks around the bridge:: Report. Dacia Sandero: Ugh. what happened? You okay, Tarisa? Scott Coleridge: ::wakes up sprawled in a very undignified position:: mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>::groans a bit:: Is everyone alright? Chirakis: Ens Fikzit> ::woozey, feeling sick::: mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>::gets a staggering response of yes:: Tarisa: I...do not know... ::Sits up, noticing that others were on the floor as well.:: It seems it happened to everyone. Lawliet: ::puts a hand on his forehead and groans:: Fletcher Jackson: ::leans back from the helm console, blinking::: Dacia Sandero: Well.. that was a big shock wave. Dacia Sandero: ::gets up to her feet:: Kallah Ramson: AEGEAN> ::systems cycling back on:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: seems he's bleeding :: Fletcher Jackson: ::when his eyes focus, he sees the systems coming back on:: Chirakis: Ens Fikzit> ::pulls himself to a stand and checks engine status:: Tarisa: ::Slowly stands up, putting her hand on the back of her chair.:: Lawliet: ::looks over and notices Jackson coming to:: Mr. Jackson. Status. Fletcher Jackson: Uh... status, sir? Dacia Sandero: ::sits back down on her chair, checking herself and Tarisa for injuries:: Lawliet: Where are we? Fletcher Jackson: ::taking a deep breath:: Helm is just coming back on, sir. It'll take a minute. Tarisa: ::Notices her console is beginning to come back to life.:: Dacia Sandero: ::Checks:: My console's booting up again. mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>::begins checking on personal as well as the systems:: Kallah Ramson: ACTION> Aegean is still in the wormhole corridor....as is the planet. Tarisa: ::Nods.:: Same with mine. Chirakis: Ens Fikzit> ::watching the engineering system reengage::: Scott Coleridge: ::Dacia:: Get a casualty report. Lawliet: ::looks back at Sandero:: Doctor. Is she alright? Scott Coleridge: ::Cayne:: Weapons and shields? Chirakis: Ens Fikzit> +OPS+ Engineering here. We're powering up. Not sure what happened, but systems should be operational within a few minutes. Maybe. I hope. mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>::notices everyone has either bumps, bruises or both; as well as some other minor issues:: Fletcher Jackson: ::rubbing his head:: What happened? Dacia Sandero: ::Nods: and checks the bridge crew:: Tarisa? Yes, she seems to be fine Commander. We'll need the injured to sickbay for treatment. Overall everybody here seems to be in good health... however you should get down to sickbay if you aren't feeling well. ::treats someone's head wound with a dermal regenerator:: Scott Coleridge: Crossing the event horizon of a wormhole can sometimes cause people to lose consciousness. Fletcher Jackson: ::looks to the captain, then back to his console:: So... we went into a wormhole....::and it's going to take him a while to process that::: Tarisa: ::Remembers.:: The...planet...It was chasing us. mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>::starts getting patients, starts treating them, making sure that the nurses and medics do the same:: Lawliet: ::looks back at Jackson:: Mr. Jackson. We need you to focus. Are we still in the wormhole and are we still at warp? Dacia Sandero: I remember that. It's still there. Fletcher Jackson: ::slowly getting his brain back:: +ENG+ Understood. Chirakis: Ens Fikzit> ::running down his checklist:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Gets up :: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Whaa? Tarisa: ::Ears lay back as she looks at her screen.:: Dacia Sandero: You okay there Commander Cayne? mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>+Dacia+ Dr. Cthulu to Dr. Sandero Tarisa: ::Looking at nothing but a static mess.:: Fletcher Jackson: ::Lawliet:: I'm trying, sir. I'm trying. But.. .I've never had to deal with a wormhole before, sir. Dacia Sandero: +Cluthu+ Sandero here. Go ahead? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: pulls himself up to his console :: I don't feel well, what happened? :: he accessed his console :: Dacia Sandero: We got sucked into a wormhole? Need to head to sickbay? Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Weapons are down. Chirakis: Ens Fikzit> ::the other engineers are scrambling to get everything online::: mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>+Dacia+ We're starting to get casualties, all minor. could use some help down here. Dacia Sandero: +Cluthu+ I'll head down shortly. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Shields were overloaded, so it is trying to restart Gila Orrak: :: Meanwhile... :: mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>+dacia+ understood. Cthulu out Gila Orrak: Ugh :: as a gash covers the side of her forehead :: Scott Coleridge: ::Jackson:: OK, Ensign, give me a deep breath, then run me through a status report, system by system, please. Gila Orrak: :: No on sees her yet in the corridor :: Fletcher Jackson: ::deep breath, slow exhale::: Fletcher Jackson: Yes, sir. Um.... ::shaky:: Engineering reports systems are coming online... mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>::continues treating patients:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Trying to determine where we are Captain. Fletcher Jackson: ::clears his throat:: So far, medical reports three injured, but none severely... Dacia Sandero: ::Scott:: Casualty reports are coming up throughout the ship, ranging from minor injuries to moderate. I should head back to sickbay to help treat incoming patients that are now filtering down to sickbay. Scott Coleridge: ::Lawliet:: Help Tarisa. As soon as we have sensors, we need to ascertain exactly what's happening and what we can do about it. Fletcher Jackson: Science... ::glances over:: Looks like she's down for the count, sir. Commander Lawliet is our only remaining science officer... Scott Coleridge: ::nods at Dacia:: go. Fletcher Jackson: And security is, well, all over the place, looking for things. Or that's how they put it. Dacia Sandero: Can someone help me get Tarisa? Tarisa: ::Attempting to re align the sensors.:: Lawliet: ::walks over to Sandero:: Here, I got you. Dacia Sandero: Oh, you're fine Tarisa? That's good. Come down to sickbay if you're feeling worse. Dacia Sandero: ::heads out of the bridge and to sickbay as quickly as she can.:: Tarisa: ::Doesn't notice the blood on the side of her head.:: Chirakis: Ens Fikzit> +OPS+ Systems should be back online in about ten minutes. Gila Orrak: :: feels something :: Lawliet: ::rips part of his uniform and applies it to Tarisa's head:: You're bleeding. Fletcher Jackson: +ENG+ Understood. How about weapons? Chirakis: Ens Fikzit> ::looks around:: +OPS+ Working on it. Dacia Sandero: ::heads down to sickbay to help Cluthu treat patients:: Tarisa: Is that why the screen is fuzzy? ::Now feels the sharp pain as Lawliet applies pressure.:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Teams are dispatched. Fletcher Jackson: ::sighs::: +ENG+ We gotta have more than that. Give us a timeframe. Lawliet: Tarisa, I need to know if you can still maintain your post. Gila Orrak: :: Starts to walk to sickbay :: mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>::sighs a relief to see Dacia in sickbay:: Tarisa: ::Ears lower as she tries to stand. Things start spinning.:: Lawliet: ::holds onto Tarisa:: You alright? Dacia Sandero: All right, not so bad now but I'm sure things'll get worse before they get better. No serious injuries thus far? ::looks around the sickbay:: Chirakis: Ens Fikzit> +OPS+ Making it our top priority after life support. Tarisa: ::Butt finds the floor once more.:: Fletcher Jackson: ::figures that the captain heard that::: mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>::shakes his head:: No ma'am. Lawliet: Okay, I'm taking you to medical. Fletcher Jackson: Okay... helm is back, and we are... Tarisa: ::Holds head as she tries to nod.:: Dacia Sandero: That's good, there's not too much room in IR. Fletcher Jackson: Crap. Sir? ::turns to Coleridge:: I have no idea where we are. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: Torpedo systems will be back online shortly mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>::shakes his head:: trying our best though. Fletcher Jackson: Navigation can't pick up anything that it recognizes. Lawliet: ::picks Tarisa up and holds her tightly:: Chirakis: Ens Fikzit> +TAC+ How are your systems looking? Scott Coleridge: ::Jackson:: One moment. Dacia Sandero: ::begins treating patients:: We'll still need to prioritize space for the more injured individuals and if need be, rope in some of the lesser injured patients to help with triage. I know most of them have completed their mandatory medical field training. Lawliet: ::to Coleridge:: Captain, I'll be taking Tarisa down to medical. Tarisa: ::Has the sudden sensation that she is flying.:: Fletcher Jackson: ::looking round:: This is weird. Scott Coleridge: ::gets up and moves over to science:: Lawliet, I need you back up here ASAP. Kallah Ramson: ACTION> Fletcher's console finally reboots, giving current sensor readings. Dacia Sandero: ::continues treating incoming patients:: Lawliet: ::picks up Tarisa in his arms:: Aye sir. ::heads into the turbolift:: Medical. mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>::nods:: Agreed. ::goes back to treating patients:: Chirakis: Ens Fikzit> +TAC+ Check your weapons systems now. They should be operable. Fletcher Jackson: ::seeing sensors come back::: Lawliet: ::gets off the turbolift and walks down the corridor to Sickbay:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: We are not.. where we were, but.. Scott Coleridge: ::begins looking over the feed as the sensors come online:: Fletcher Jackson: ::mutters:: Sensors.. sensors... ::turns:: Captain, we're inside the wormhole. Or at least that's what the sensors are telling me. Lawliet: ::walks into Sickbay:: Doctor? Scott Coleridge: I concur, Mr. Jackson. W-we. ::tries to conceal the stress and fear now creeping in:: Where is the planet? Chirakis: Action> A nurse takes Tarisa from Lawliet and places her on a biobed. Dacia Sandero: Over here. ::sees Lawliet:: Lawliet: ::to nurse:: Thank you. ::walks back out into the corridor:: Chirakis: Nurse> :::takes Tarisa to Dacia::: Tarisa: ::Has the urge to curl up in the bed and take a nap.:: Chirakis: 10:45 PM Dacia Sandero: Place her on that bio bed over there. ::gestures to a recently vacated one nearby:: Fletcher Jackson: The planet, Captain... is behind us. Lawliet: ::steps back into the turbolift:: Bridge. Fletcher Jackson: It's... following us. Gila Orrak: :: enters sickbay :: Scott Coleridge: So we need to figure out how to escape this wormhole. Lawliet: ::steps back onto the bridge and takes a seat at science:: Scott Coleridge: Which means we need to figure out how we entered or created it. Fletcher Jackson: ::swallows hard:: Scott Coleridge: ::relinquishes science to Lawliet, moves back to the command chair:: Scott Coleridge: Mr. Jackson, are our warp engines still engaged? Fletcher Jackson: ::checks:: Yes, sir. We're not just floating through. Dacia Sandero: ::looks Tarisa over, sees Gila:: Fletcher Jackson: ::which was his next nightmare::: They're keeping us stable, but not much more. mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>::finishes up with her patient and sees a cardassian female enter and goes to her:: Hello are you alright? Lawliet: ::checking the sensor logs:: Dacia Sandero: ::scans Tarisa with her tricorder:: Fletcher Jackson: And we're moving at warp... warp 1, sir. As you ordered. Tarisa: ::Looks up at Dacia vaguely.:: Is it nap time? Scott Coleridge: ::Lawliet:: Pull up the sensor logs for the moment we entered the wormhole. Did they register a sudden burst of tetryon radiation? Dacia Sandero: Yes.. nap time. ::smiles:: Tarisa: Ok. ::Yawns and closes her eyes.:: Dacia Sandero: Goodnight. mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>::to Gila:: Hello? Gila Orrak: I hit my head Lawliet: ::checking the data:: Aye sir. Tetryon radiation spike occurred .05 seconds after we engaged our warp engines. Gila Orrak: A cat... mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu> Alright let's take a look. Come with me. ::ushers her to a biobed:: Gila Orrak: :: sits, a bit unstable :: Fletcher Jackson: ::watching helm, he sees that the ship seems to be cruising along, like it's riding a wave:: Scott Coleridge: This wormhole might be a byproduct of our warp field's interaction with the planet's anomaly. Scott Coleridge: If we shut down our warp engines, we could collapse the wormhole. mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>::begins scanning her, especially her head:: Lawliet: No Captain. Dacia Sandero: ::finds some head injures, possible concussion .. injects Tarisa with a hypospray and waves a flashing medical device around her head to dispel any concussive injuries:: Lawliet: If we just shut down the engines with the planet behind us, there's a possibility the wake will crush us the moment we exit. Gila Orrak: :: starts to lie down on he bed, falling asleep herself :: mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>::begins treating her head injury:: Fletcher Jackson: ::listening:: Fletcher Jackson: Uh... Captain? Scott Coleridge: ::Jackson:: Yes? Fletcher Jackson: We were in high orbit... Lawliet: ::listening to Jackson:: Fletcher Jackson: So, if we shut down warp and I engage a 45 degree angle as soon as that happens, the planet should pass right by us. Scott Coleridge: Are you that confident in your timing? Fletcher Jackson: Yes, sir. We might want to sound collision first, though, sir. Fletcher Jackson: It might be a pretty rough ride. Chirakis: 10:57 PM Scott Coleridge: ::already instinctively gripping his seat:: Believe me, I know. mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>::finishes treating Gila's head injury:: Scott Coleridge: +ALL+ All hands, this is the Captain. We are about to disengage our warp engines in an effort to break free of the wormhole. Brace for turbulence and impact. Fletcher Jackson: ::already figuring out the angle and the avoidance time::: Fletcher Jackson: Ready, sir. Dacia Sandero: ::looks up:: We'd better activate the restraints on the bio beds so people don't fall out.. secure the rest of the patients and brace yourselves. Lawliet: ::secures his station and hangs on:: Scott Coleridge: On my mark. mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>::nods and helps secure all patients:: Scott Coleridge: Disengage warp. Fletcher Jackson: ::deep breath:: Dropping from warp. Cutting angle! ::holds on:: Dacia Sandero: ::activates the restraints and secures patients as well, before bracing for impact:: Fletcher Jackson: ::don't spin, don't spin, don't spin::: Lawliet: ::braces himself:: mimipavilion: Dr. Cthulu>::braces:: Kallah Ramson: ACTION> Wormhole begins to break down....roughly. Fletcher Jackson: ::feeling sick::: Kallah Ramson: ACTION> Big bright flash Fletcher Jackson: ::wince::: Lawliet: ::shuts his eyes:: Dacia Sandero: Whoa. Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: 8/11/17 Chirakis: Thank you. Chirakis: Captains, TBS? Scott Coleridge: I'm thinking little to no TBS Kallah Ramson: Aegis TBS 10 minutes...from the end of the last sim. timey wimey stuff going on. Chirakis:Will we all be playing on Aegean next week as well? Kallah Ramson: Let's say yes.... until Aegean can confirm where and when they are at now. Chirakis: Excellent. Makes it simple. Chirakis: Anything else? Chirakis: If not.. Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  20. MISSION BRIEF: In what could also have come out of a loony toons skit, both the Excalibur and the Romulan vessel have deployed secret weapons, with the Excalibur disabling the Romulan vessel’s shields at the same moment the Romulans disabled all of Excalibur’s sensors. We must now race against time to repair our sensors before they escape or attack, and hopefully rescue our crew. Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Indaura Ryssan: :: Waiting nervously in sickbay :: William Chocox: +Bridge+ Why is the computer shouting at me? Atos Ch'kivar: :: Swivels away from tactical station :: I've lost all sensors! Hunter Matheson: ::stares at the helm console:: Hakran K'hal: You're not the only one. Damn them! Indaura Ryssan: :: Sees Dr. Dubois preparing :: Hakran K'hal: :: plays back the last sensor data to see what the heck just happened :: Cptn Swain: ::Frowns:: Cptn Swain: Report. Tandaris Admiran: It wasn't us! Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: +Chocox+ The Romulans deployed some weapon at the same time that we fired ours and disabled all of our sensors. Hakran K'hal: Looks like they used some sort of beam to aggravate the chaos the star puts out. We're blind. But they should be too. Though, having planned on it, they're probably moving off using their last sensor snapshot. Rhan K'hal: That would be the smart thing to do. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Tapping rapidly at her station. She rose abruptly from her seat and moved one of the aux stations, sitting and letting her fingers fly.:: William Chocox: +Hawthorne+ I'll see what I can do from down here. William Chocox: ::starts working feverishly at his console. Tandaris Admiran: Anti-protons? No, not enough time. Nadions? No, too risky. Positrons? Hmm ... no, too slow. Hakran K'hal: Now the majority of what they did looks like it's in the EM bands, but is also effecting subspace and to a lesser extent our gravimetric array. But it's inhibited enough that I can't track anything but the star and the planet. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Think old school. ::to Tandaris.:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: People flew in space before they had fancy sensors and visuals. Atos Ch'kivar: :: Turns back to station :: Do we still have comms? Our fighters have eyes as well. Maryse Dubois: ((Sorry I'm late)) Hunter Matheson: ::as he checks through helm, he realizes that the only problem is sensors, except that he'll have to wing it if he has to fly, so that's out::: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ch'kivar, contact them. See if they have a visual. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Pray we still have external comms. Rhan K'hal: They were likely affected in the same way. They didn't target US, they targeted the stuff around us. Cptn Swain: ::He made his way over to the science console where the blue shirt K'hal was working:: Atos Ch'kivar: :: Jabs at a few keys :: Tactical to all fighters. Come in, over. Maryse Dubois: ::Was on the bridge, manning the bio-sensors before all hell broke loose.:: This is a fine mess. Hunter Matheson: ::to anyone:: Any way we can rig up some medical gear to make a rudimentary sensor we can use through the conference room windows? Hunter Matheson: At least we'd be able to maneuver. I think. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: We also have previous sensor sweeps in our database, so we'll at least not crash into anything. Except a Romulan ship. Tandaris Admiran: Their shields are down Indaura Ryssan: :: Perhaps she was tired, but she thought she saw Dubois, but not :: Tandaris Admiran: Romulan hulls have a markedly different composition of metals than Federation vessels. Hakran K'hal: :: has a screen full of tiny windows, as he's literally throwing everything he can think of at a simulation of the problem :: Cptn Swain: Pull up the last sensor reading, just before the energy burst. Tandaris Admiran: We could reprogram the spectroscopic suite on the torpedoes to home in on Romulan hulls. Maryse Dubois: ;;Turns to Hunter as she was about to get on the lift.:: Sorry, my equipment may be good, but it's not that good. Hakran K'hal: :: enlarges one of the windows, keys in the proper time sequence :: Hunter Matheson: ::glance over:: Yes, ma'am. Rhan K'hal: They'll be pretty much blind too until something like 100 meters, and even then it'd be like looking through soup, Commander. Indaura Ryssan: :: Gets a drink of water from the replicator :: Rhan K'hal: But, it's still better than what we have. Cptn Swain: d'Aubugine> +Excalibur+ Alpha leader here. Maryse Dubois: ::Hops on the lift, taking it down to sickbay.:: William Chocox: Hrm...that probably won't work. Atos Ch'kivar: :: Looks to Swain :: We've got comms with the fighters. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She lifted a brow at Tandaris.:: Now you're thinking. That gives us tactical, but not much else. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Something, though. Cptn Swain: ::Looks over from the science console, nods:: Maryse Dubois: ::Enters sickbay, seeing Indaura with everything in order.:: Well at least somethings still work... Indaura Ryssan: Separate systems... Hakran K'hal: I may have something like 8 nanoseconds worth of active sensor data here before their pulse fried the solar wind, Captain. But resolution is going to be awful. Cptn Swain: ::K'hal:: Cross-reference time index... 7.28 by 3.1 with our solar probe. Tandaris Admiran: If we don't want to attack, we could lower the yield on the torpedoes so all they do is give off a pretty flare. We could spot that visually. Cptn Swain: ::Admiran:; Mostly I just want my crew back safely. Hakran K'hal: Aye. :: pulls up the solar probe data, does the cross-reference and puts it in center screen :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ch'kivar, have them get us a visual on the Romulan ship. The cloak should be disabled. Indaura Ryssan: What is our situation doctor? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Like sounding charges. ::To Tandaris.:: Yes... I like it. Get them modified and sent a couple off to give our fighters a better visual. Atos Ch'kivar: ::nods:: +d'Aubugine+ Do you have a visual on the Romulan vessel? We need continually updated positioning. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ch'kivar, warn them that we'll be firing torpedoes that should specifically target the Romulan hull. Cptn Swain: #Issaha> ::dodges another disruptor shot:: This is fun. Maryse Dubois: Apparently both us and the Romulan ship used some crazy devices, and now we are completely blind. Charlie Harper: #You have a strange idea of fun. Cptn Swain: d'A> +Atos+ We have visual only. Cptn Swain: #Issaha> They've locked down the transporters, but we might be able to get to the shuttle bay. Tandaris Admiran: ::begins modifying the torpedoes:: Atos Ch'kivar: +d'A+ Roger that. Exaclibur will be firing off torpedoes will hopefully target the Romulan ship. Cptn Swain: ::Khal:: Look at this... ::points:: Hunter Matheson: :::just... sitting, wishing he could help:: Hunter Matheson: ::nothing like feeling helpless, and he hates that feeling:::: Hunter Matheson: ::his mind begins to wander, but he fights off the dark places in favor of checking helm again:: Tandaris Admiran: Torpedo yield adjusted to minimum and guidance arrays updated. Indaura Ryssan: Blind...great Maryse Dubois: ::Nods.:: Yeah Hunter Matheson: ::mutters::: So...we're blind, but blind people use... Cptn Swain: #Issaha> Give me cover... Hunter Matheson: :::grin:: Sonar. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> Incoming data from fighters, giving best guess of Romulan positioning based on triangulation and like math and stuff. Hunter Matheson: ::swivels:: Captain, Commander? Charlie Harper: # ::leans around the bulkhead to lay down a burst of disruptor fire:: Cptn Swain: #Issaha> ::makes his ways over to a console:: The shuttle bay is a deck down. Think we can make it? Hunter Matheson: ::shrug::: Cptn Swain: #Issaha> ::Frowns:: I am trying to access external sensors... what in the world:: Cptn Swain: ::Glances up from the science console:: Yes? Charlie Harper: #Let me guess, a deck down and directly through the people firing at us? Hunter Matheson: Well, sir....When in doubt, do the simplest thing, the least complicated. Sonar? Indaura Ryssan: :: Finishes her water :: Ice next time Atos Ch'kivar: ::Calls over his shoulder:: I've got estimated positioning on the Romulans from our fighters. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Admiran, send Chocox down the specs so that he can have more ready, if needed. Cptn Swain: #Issaha> :Sheepish grin:: Hunter Matheson: Or... not. ::goes back to doing his stuff::: Tandaris Admiran: ::sends the specs to Chocox:: William Chocox: +Admiran+ You want me working on these? Cptn Swain: ::Having had less than a few seconds to respond to Hunter's idea before he apparently gave up on it, he looked back to K'hal:: What do you make of this? Indaura Ryssan: I hate the waiting... Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Good. Ch'kivar, send that information to helm. Cptn Swain: #Issaha> ::Fires back at the people shooting at him:: There should be an access hatch just infront of us on the left. Atos Ch'kivar: ::Taps a few keys and sends positioning data to helm:: Done. Hunter Matheson: ::messing around, thinking of things that might work, just in case::: Tandaris Admiran: +Chocox+ Unless you have a better idea, in which case, follow your gut Hunter Matheson: ::he uses the coordinates for the last few programmed exit strategies, but he's not sure if they have drifted or would still work::: Hunter Matheson: ::ping::: Hunter Matheson: ::blink, pulls up the data::: Hunter Matheson: ::pages through, judging the odds:: William Chocox: +Admiran+ Nope, your plan is good. Atos Ch'kivar: I'll continue to update helm with positioning data as I receive it. ::Does that:: Cptn Swain: ::Glances over to Miranda:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Admiran, as soon as your torpedoes are ready, send their locations to TAC to fire on your mark. Hunter Matheson: ::plugs it in, matches it with what he had before::: Looks like they haven't moved much. Let me know, sirs, and I'll do it. Indaura Ryssan: :: Scans herself :: William Chocox: ::starts working:: Cptn Swain: #Issaha> ::Harper:: Cover me, we should be able to take the access tube directly to the shuttle bay. Hunter Matheson: ::Swain, Hawthorne::: Coordinates laid in. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Catches Swain's look.:: Captain? Maryse Dubois: ((I have to go early. Something came up. See everyone next week.)) Hunter Matheson: ::idly wonders what it would be like to ram a Romulan ship:: Cptn Swain: (( See you next week! )) Charlie Harper: # I distrust any plan with the word 'should'. ::leans out to lay down fire anyway:: Hunter Matheson: ::probably not good::: Atos Ch'kivar: ((Have a good night!)) Hunter Matheson: (Later) Cptn Swain: #Issaha> ::Fires a few rounds before heading to the access entrance, under fire:: I mean it could also take us to the garbage compacter. Cptn Swain: Try not to blow them up. Tandaris Admiran: +Chocox+ How long? William Chocox: +Admiran+ I have a batch of them ready in 30. Cptn Swain: ::Continues working with K'hal's kitten cut-out to determine what exactly the Romulans did:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: We won't. Probably. ::Throws Admiran a glance.:: We're not going to blow them up, right? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Matheson, work up a map of our location and our fighters relative to the Romulan vessel. I want it on screen. Cptn Swain: #Issaha> ::Opens the hatch, motions Harper over:: Tandaris Admiran: :::Hawthorne:: The torpedoes won't do them any damage. Tandaris Admiran: They are ready when tactical is. Hunter Matheson: On it, Commander Hunter Matheson: ::tappity tap..tap::: Onscreen. Atos Ch'kivar: ::Dips head to Admiran:: Ready whenever you are. Charlie Harper: #::dives across the corridor:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She nods in relief and gives Ch'kivar a nod.:: Only a couple, Ch'kivar. We're just getting location, not doing damage. Atos Ch'kivar: ::Looks to Hawthorne:: On your mark. Cptn Swain: #Issaha> ::Follows him through the access hatch, firing off a few rounds before sealing it shut behind them:: Hunter Matheson: ::waiting for the return ping::one ping only::: Cptn Swain: ::Working with K'kal, he was keeping an ear on the action unfolding:: William Chocox: ::keeps making batches of torpedoes:: Hunter Matheson: :::rigged to calculate given the composition of surrounding space that he had from before::: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Nods.:: Fire. Cptn Swain: #Issaha> ::Points:: Down one, then first access panel on your right. Atos Ch'kivar: ::Taps at his console:: ...two torpedoes away. Indaura Ryssan: :: Feels something is happening.. she can feel it in her bones... or perhaps the deckplating :: Atos Ch'kivar: ::Waits silently, holding his breath:: Tandaris Admiran: ACTION> The torpedoes light up, indicating a Romulan ship only 1000 km to port. It appears to be on an escape course. Hunter Matheson: ::smirks, muttering::: Good try.. Atos Ch'kivar: ::Lets out breath and glances over to Hunter:: Hunter Matheson: ::plugs in their vector::: Cptn Swain: ::Glances up:: Open a channel. Hunter Matheson: ::and does a few rough calculations::: Cptn Swain: ...and... Hunter Matheson: ::looks up to Atos::: Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM
  21. =/\= Sky Harbor Aegis Season 23 Opener =/\= Mission Brief | Sky Harbor Aegis | 11 August 2017 7 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.097 TBS is 20 minutes. The time is 0920 hours (9:20 AM) Aegis local. The 4th planet in the p-Kappa 198 System remains a conundrum. This time it has moved from interesting to dangerous. As the crew of Aegean watched from high orbit, outer layers of the anomaly interacted with the planet’s magnetic field and arched toward the planet’s surface; Similar tendrils reached from the planet and connected with the anomaly; When Aegean went to warp to escape, the planet was caught in Aegean’s wake; That caused a subspace ripple; Aegean was herded toward a wormhole. As they speed through the wormhole, Aegean’s crew is knocked unconscious. Where will Aegean emerge? At sim begin: Since there is a 20 minute transmission lag from the planet to Aegis, those on Aegis will have just received notification of Aegean’s disappearance. Aegean’s crew will be waking up from their raucous trip through the wormhole. Little time will have passed on Aegean.
  22. It has indeed been an interesting ride. Thank you, Admiral, for your hard work in getting this forum going, and to you and Webbie for keeping it running smoothly over the years.
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  24. USS Republic Mission Briefing 51707.17 - Season 25 The hearing of Lt Ayumu Kasuga continues aboard the station, with Admiral Calvert presiding, Blu prosecuting and Lt Medley defending. Meanwhile, Jax has gotten herself thrown in the brig for insubordination. BEGIN SIM BEGIN SIM BEGIN SIM Heather Jamieson: :: Sitting in the court room :: Jas: :: Intently observes the trial proceedings :: August Jax Robinson::: Paces in the Brig, cursing all the heck:: STSF Seiben: Seiben>:: observes as well, wishes he had something to drink:: August Jax Robinson: *All to Heck! Randy Calvert:::: waiting for the question to be rephrased::: Heather Jamieson: :: Sitting next to that Seiben person :: Rue Wydown: Lt Medley>:: waiting as well:: STSF Seiben::: ponders:: STSF_BluRox: Lt Ayumu, did Lt Wydown take a rest period upon returning to the Republic? August Jax Robinson::: Yells:: HEY! someone call BluRox NOW! STSF_BluRox: (Commander, not Lt) STSF Seiben: No, sir. She returned to duty after the mission. STSF_BluRox: (Jas...talk to your prisoner there) STSF_BluRox: And she was on duty when this error was noted? STSF Seiben: Yes, she was/ Jas: Brig Guard> :: Looks over to cell:: What is it? August Jax Robinson::: Keeps Yelling::: HELLO?! ID THERE ANYONE HERE?! August Jax Robinson: I want to talk to my Commanding officer NOW Jas: Brig Guard> You don't need to yell!! August Jax Robinson: TRY AND STOP ME STSF_BluRox: Lt Ayumu. I thought in your earlier testimony, that it was noted and in the copy of the logs I have reviewed, that Lt Commander Jamieson was on the bridge? August Jax Robinson: ADMIRAL BLUROX!! August Jax Robinson: HELLLLLLOOOOO STSF_BluRox: (Christina had just left you Jax) August Jax Robinson: Someone should slap her:: Heather Jamieson: :: Heard her name :: STSF_BluRox: Lt Ayumu, would you please clarify your statement Rue Wydown: Rue>::watching this, wondering which side Blu is on, glances at some of the other crew members present:: STSF Seiben: She was. Lt. Jamieson had the bridge, I believe Commander Wydown went to the sickbay to see you. But technically she was still on duty at the time. Jas: Brig Guard> :: Glares at Jax for a moment :: She's currently preoccupied with a trial, ma'am. August Jax Robinson: I need her here August Jax Robinson: like now... NOW NOW Randy Calvert: :::scrolls back though his notes to make sure he's understanding this::: August Jax Robinson: {{::Meow::}} Heather Jamieson: :: Is a bit tired, leans against Sieben unknowingly :: STSF_BluRox: So, Commander Wydown was 'not' on the bridge, but Jamison was. So, after hours of a stressful situation, you are telling me, that nobody took a break? Jas: Brig Guard> :: Takes deep breath of patience :: I'll...have security notify her as soon as she's available. August Jax Robinson: Now sassquash NOW STSF_BluRox: :: Feels her combadge go off, but has it on mute due to being busy at the moment, but not seeing Nickles around, assumes it is her:: August Jax Robinson::: Wonders when she got so demanding?:: STSF Seiben: That's correct, Admiral. We returned to the bridge after the away mission. None of us had a chance to rest after that. August Jax Robinson::: Yells again:: Admiral BluRox!! STSF_BluRox: Why did you relieve the crewmembers that were already on duty, at the time in which they rescued you? Jas: Brig Guard> ::Steps away and comms security for Blu to come to the brig when next convenient:: Please let it be soon... August Jax Robinson: ::Grabs cup and bangs it on the wall... learned it from Will:: Rue Wydown: Lt Medley> ::trying to figure out where this line of questioning is going, because something isn't making sense:: Randy Calvert: (( BluRox's voicemail> Sorry I can't come to the screen right now. Please leave a message after the beep. )) August Jax Robinson: ::Keeps banging her cup:: Hello?! Jas: Brig Guard> ::Checks time, sees end of shift is way off...groans:: Heather Jamieson: :: Thinks...Mmmmm, rest..... :: August Jax Robinson: what's wrong tank? long shift STSF Seiben: ::thinks about her answer:: I should have gone off shift, I admit. But, I felt as though I could continue with my duties. Admittedly, I feel as if I was still high on adrenaline from the rescue mission and wasn't feeling any feelings of fatigue at that time. August Jax Robinson: ::Keeps banging her metal cup on the wall:: BLLLLUUUUROOOOOX Jas: Brig Guard> ::Eye twitch:: Rue Wydown: ((LOL)) Heather Jamieson: :: Looks around :: (w to Sieben) Where's my good friend Jax? ACTION:: Station security comes in, but see's that BluRox is busy but spots some of the other officers from the Republic. Heads over and gives a message to Commander Wydown about Jax. STSF_BluRox: (Rue, sent you a PM) STSF Seiben: Seiben> (w) I don't know. With Will somewhere? Randy Calvert: ((The guards are about to find the sleepy hypos soon too.... )) Rue Wydown: Rue>::reads the PADD, frowns a bit, then reaches over and pinches Heather:: August Jax Robinson: HEY!! STSF_BluRox: Lt Ayumu, Can you tell me if you've had other incidents, when you've not paid attention to your speed? Such as in a wormhole? STSF_BluRox: Or.....while on Shoreleave? Rue Wydown: Lt Medley> Objection. Assumes facts not in evidence. Jas: Brig Guard> ....what. STSF_BluRox: Ships records are fact. August Jax Robinson: get my Boss!! Randy Calvert: Overruled. Her record is applicable. August Jax Robinson: I will keep yelling and get more annoying Jas: Brig Guard>:: Pinches bridge of nose:: She's unavailable right now, ma'am. Rue Wydown: Lt Medley> Yes, but they haven't been entered into evidence Rue Wydown: Rue>:: harsh whisper to Heather:: Go down to the bridge and find out what's going on. August Jax Robinson: I know worse methods Randy Calvert:::: pinches his eyebrow::: I have her record in front of me. Is that evidence enough? August Jax Robinson: I suggest you rethink that Heather Jamieson: :: Nods :: Heather Jamieson: :: Gets up and heads to the bridge :: August Jax Robinson::: starts banging her cup over and over, not stoping:: STSF_BluRox: :: hates doing this, but it's her job to do so. Really wishes Wydown had taken on the defense, as she would have known to look at her service record and would have fought for Ayumu:: Heather Jamieson: :: Asks a guard outside of the trial room :: What is going on that needs Captain Wydown's attention? Randy Calvert:::: waives his hand to continue as he reaches for his glass of water::: Jas: Brig Guard>:: Consults PADD for procedures with unruly prisoners:: Rue Wydown: Lt Medley> Just following procedure, sir. If the defendant's record is being questioned, then I want to ensure that the full record is in evidence. August Jax Robinson: NO, We need ADMIRAL BLUROX!!! Randy Calvert: Noted... Admiral, proceed. August Jax Robinson: ::Sings off key, bangs cup off beat as well:: Heather Jamieson: :: Is told there's an issue at the brig :: Heather Jamieson: :: Walks to the brig :: Heather Jamieson: :: to the brig guard :: What is going on here? August Jax Robinson: Heather! get me out of here Jas: Brig Guard>:: Points to Jax without hesitation:: She wants to speak with Admiral BluRox. You talk to her. ::Walks a short distance away:: Heather Jamieson: :: Goes to the brig forcefield edge :: August Jax Robinson: Shoot him and get me out of here Heather Jamieson: Why are you in here? STSF_BluRox: I'd like to note that based on her record, that Lt Ayumu has a record of disregard for her station and has been noted to be wantonly negligent at times. Based on the current case, as well as her record. I believe we have just cause for action in this case. The prosecution rests August Jax Robinson::: Plays dumb:: no clue Heather Jamieson: Then I would be in there. August Jax Robinson: Do your job, protect your crew women! August Jax Robinson: Go get Blu then, she has guts that you don't Heather Jamieson: Really? For all of the times you were merely mean to be. not to mention violent actions taken against me? STSF_BluRox: (that's not my job, that's the first officer's job) Heather Jamieson: *mean to me rather Randy Calvert: Very well. Would the Defense like to make its case? Heather Jamieson: Guard, can you tell me what she is in here for? August Jax Robinson: Shipmates before foe... shoot him or get me Blu Heather Jamieson: Blu is in the middle of the hearing Rue Wydown: Lt Medley>Aye sir. ::standing up:: I'd like to enter into evidence the report from the Chief Engineering Officer. August Jax Robinson: so you don't stand with your ship? August Jax Robinson: you retreat against your own? Heather Jamieson: I swore an oath to defend the UFP, that goes beyond one's ship. August Jax Robinson: Cake Eater.... you have no loyalty to your ship Randy Calvert: Very well... unless there are any objections, this will be marked Defense Exhibit 1 August Jax Robinson: I knew I well a head of time I couldn't trust you Randy Calvert: Proceed. STSF Seiben: (mmm cake) Jas: Jas> ::Wakes up abruptly and not so subtly pretends he didn't doze off for a moment during the hearing:: Heather Jamieson: If you had loyalty you'd probably not be in here in the first place... tell you what. I'll sit with you. :: puls up a chair :: Rue Wydown: Lt Medley> Thank you. ::walking over with the PADD with the report to Kasuga:: Ms Kasuga, Can you walk us through a few things here. ::handing her the PaDD:: Now, what's the normal maintenance procedure for your duty station? August Jax Robinson: NO I am here because I was protecting my shipmate, now you are going to let them rail road Kasuga to the Brig for life Jas: Brig Guard> ::Sigh of relief:: August Jax Robinson: you stink STSF Seiben: ::looks at the PADD:: According to normal procedures, duty stations undergo maintenance every 2 or 3 months. Heather Jamieson: Could you have expended your energy in the court room with counter arguments? Rue Wydown: Lt Medley> And when's the last time your station underwent routine maintenance? August Jax Robinson: you stink like a Klingon Bathroom during a Drunken party with a 1000 guest and 1 head for all go them to use!!! August Jax Robinson: ::Goes back to her cup banging:: BLUUUUUUuuuuUUuu Heather Jamieson: You are not a very good prisoner. STSF Seiben: ::ponders:: I believe it was at least 6 months ago/ Jas: Brig Guard> ::Calls over:: Agreed. Heather Jamieson: :: Motions to the guard :: Can the air be removed from the brig? Rue Wydown: Lt Medley> So approximately three months over the normal operating procedure. Was there a reason for that? August Jax Robinson: no I am a sucky prisoner... ::goes back to her cup:: Jas: Brig Guard> ::Eyes Jax:: Well there is sleeping gas... Heather Jamieson: :: nods to the guard :: And we all could use a little rest. August Jax Robinson: that violates my rights August Jax Robinson: I am not hurting anyone! August Jax Robinson: ::Yells::: ADMIRAL BLUROX!!! Heather Jamieson: I can't help you if you don't tell me what got you in there. In fact, even knowing does not mean anyone can get you out Jas: Brig Guard> ::Bluntly:: Then perhaps you should calm down. STSF Seiben: I believe engineering was too busy to conduct maintenance on our duty stations given the complexity of our recent missions. August Jax Robinson: NOOOO Rue Wydown: Lt Medley> So what can happen if a particular area doesn't undergo regular maintenance? Heather Jamieson: They soundproof the door to this place. August Jax Robinson: not your ears STSF_BluRox: (wow, Jax in the brig and they're tossing her under the bus!) STSF Seiben: Well, systems can degrade or malfunction if not properly looked at. Jas: Brig Guard> ::Checks to see if there are sound dampening measures in place:: Heather Jamieson: Guard, who put Jax in here? August Jax Robinson: ::Keeps banging her cup:: HELP ME!! THEY ARE VIOLATING MY RIGHTS Heather Jamieson: I think the line is "Help help, I'm being repressed.." Rue Wydown: Lt Medley> Now, walk is through the accident again. You'd just left the other ship, returned to your station and set course for your next destination. Then what? STSF_BluRox: (rofl!) August Jax Robinson: OK then Jas: Brig Guard> ::Looks up at Heather from PADD:: She was brought here by security under orders from Admiral Calvert. Heather Jamieson: Oh, the same one officiating the trial.. perfect. August Jax Robinson: ::yells at the top of her lungs:: HELP HELP I AM BEING REPRESSED!!! August Jax Robinson: SAVE MY CHILDREN! August Jax Robinson: :P Heather Jamieson: I can look after them for you... Jas: Brig Guard> Not without reason, ma'am. August Jax Robinson: I DEMAND TO TESTIFY!! STSF Seiben: I set the speed as ordered and engaged. Normally, if one tries to go over the preset speed limit the computer should either reject the speed as being over or automatically stop acceleration at the prescribed speed limit, much like the cruise control feature or autopilot of a Terran automobile or aircraft. Heather Jamieson: Does Wil like music? I've taken up playing.... August Jax Robinson: I have proof!!! Rue Wydown: Lt Medley> So there was a malfunction. Yes? STSF Seiben: It would seem so, in my opinion. Jas: Brig Guard> If you could please just testify more quietly, Commander. August Jax Robinson: then bring me to the court room!! Heather Jamieson: Let me tell Wydown that you are here.. :: gets up and heads out :: Rue Wydown: Lt Medley> And per the CENG's report, engineering appears to concur. Heather Jamieson: :: reenters the trial room, sits next to the Captain :: Heather Jamieson: (w) Sir. Randy Calvert: ((Isn't it convenient that the Chief Engineer's trial will be shortly after this one? Maybe we can consolidate this?)) Heather Jamieson: (w) Jax is in the brig, won't tell me why, but the Admiral running this trial put her there. August Jax Robinson: {{Sure blame me while you have me locked up!!}} Rue Wydown: Lt Medley> Another question, the prosecutor alluded to fatigue playing a factor to the incident. I'm curious, what's the common practice of your senior officers when returning from a stressful mission? STSF Seiben: (such love lol) Heather Jamieson: :: Glances at Seiben :: Randy Calvert: ((With friends like this... who needs an enemy?)) Randy Calvert: ((Take a girl and beat her while she's on the floor.)) STSF Seiben: If you still have time left on your shift, you're still supposed to complete your normal duties. STSF_BluRox: ((Don't make me call Holly in here to call you a liar)) STSF Seiben: Seiben> ::nods back at Heather:: Rue Wydown: Lt Medley> Even if you'd just returned from a dangerous mission? Heather Jamieson: (w to Wydown) I'm not sure either you or the Admiral can get her out. Randy Calvert: :::arches a brow;:: Lt... are shifts on Republic extended to multiple days at once? Really? STSF_BluRox: ::waiting to see where this is going before she objects:: Randy Calvert: The report shows the crew were off the ship for a course of three days. August Jax Robinson: ::Starts pacing::: Heather Jamieson: :: Sits with the Captain :: Rue Wydown: Rue>::bows her head, swears in her own language, then waves to Heather to remain seated while she goes down to see what the mess is all about:: Heather Jamieson: :: nods :: Rue Wydown: Lt Medley> And yet, all but the Admiral who was injured returned to their stations immediately upon return to the ship. STSF Seiben: That's right, your honour. Though I can't recall exactly how long I was on duty for that particular day. STSF_BluRox: :: looks across the room, noting first Christina had left, then Heather, now Heather was back, but the first officer Rue was leaving....just what the hell did Jax do?:: Heather Jamieson: :: Sits up as though sitting for two :: August Jax Robinson: ::Fake Faints:: Randy Calvert: So please make your point. The other crew are not facing an inquiry. STSF Seiben: ::to Medley:: Correct. We returned to our shifts after the mission. Rue Wydown: Rue>::enters the brig:: August Jax Robinson: "Ploop"" STSF_BluRox: Admiral...might we ask for a short recess. I'd like to confer with the Chief Engineer, as that's not quite how I had interpreted her report Jas: Brig Guard> ::Watches Jax dramatically fall to the ground:: Jas: Brig Guard> ::Notices Rue and straightens:: Ma'am. Randy Calvert: Granted. We'll adjourn until after lunch at 1300. August Jax Robinson: {{there was no Drama! it was graceful!!}} Jas: ((Not from over here!) STSF_BluRox: Thank you Sir. STSF_BluRox: PAUSE SIM STSF_BluRox: PAUSE SIM STSF_BluRox: PAUSE SIM August Jax Robinson: ::Paused:: Heather Jamieson: Mmmm, lunch Jas: ::paused:: Rue Wydown: Okay guys. Good job tonight. Heather Jamieson: Was fun...to leave her in the klink STSF Seiben: Yes, it was Rue Wydown: I've got to head out for the night, but I'll see you next week I hope. August Jax Robinson: I will get yo back for this Heather!!!!!! STSF Seiben: Oooh! Catfight! Heather Jamieson: Well, it will have to be after lunch at the very least. Jas: Just take it outside the brig! August Jax Robinson: I must run myself, early day tomorrow August Jax Robinson: nite nite Peeps Heather Jamieson: Night all. STSF Seiben: Goodbight! STSF Seiben: Goodnight* Jas: G'night everyone, have a good week. STSF_BluRox: Heather, you just walked out on her! STSF_BluRox: omg STSF_BluRox: Night Jax! STSF Seiben: Heh STSF_BluRox: And you guys..throwing Jax under the bus when she's not here? STSF_BluRox: Her report said no such thing. Basically, it fried you...not sure how your defender was able to spin it her way STSF_BluRox: I may have to call Jax to the stand STSF_BluRox: Jas you did great tonight! STSF_BluRox: Crew Dismissed.
  25. RES TALON MISSION BRIEFING 51708.03 - Season 22 Security has been working on the Governor to ply as much information out of him as possible and to try to correlate it with the data that Koga and Pexil have gathered as well, to help determine the course that the majority of the Othan forces had taken away from both ch’Rihan and from Bourqet where we currently are in orbit. t’Ksa has been trying to sort out the children as to which can be placed back into the colony here, and those that for various reasons should be taken to one of our outposts. Meanwhile, Leah and NDak had gone to speak with t’Vatrix. KhreRiovtRex: BEGIN SIM KhreRiovtRex: BEGIN SIM KhreRiovtRex: BEGIN SIM STSF Seiben: ::on the oira, reviewing the navigational courses:: Laehval tTemarr: If we are leaving soon, I will need to speak with the Daise'Maenak about the fate of the children on board before we depart. KhreRiovtRex: Ie it would be best to be resolved before we go, and we've already wasted enough time chasing after this Governor, who is na but a khlee. We'd have been best off to have shot him and been on our way. KhreRiovtRex: However, and I see NDak has been called away for a siuren.... I'd like to hear au thoughts on how we best proceed. KhreRiovtRex: I'm inclined to take io course of action, but there is na saying if it is right or wrong. I was wishing to hear au insight on it, and together make a decision we both .....all three of us agree upon m_k_tksa::: medical is in a bit of a chaotic state, with childhood shenanigans combined with medical staff herding children around to pack up:: Lerak trPexil: :: Had a daydream of dying out in the cold wilderness alone :: Did au say something Koga? Laehval tTemarr: Which course of action? ::Curiously.:: STSF Seiben: No. Are you hearing voices, Pexil? KhreRiovtRex: I know.... :: looks towards the blank terminal screen:: That I've been ..... out of sorts of late. At times I question my motives. Lerak trPexil: What, na, just tired I think. KhreRiovtRex: :: turns back to her:: STSF Seiben: Au should get some rest when you're able to. Lerak trPexil: :: Looking at the data they gathered and reviewing it with Koga :: KhreRiovtRex: Do we chase them to prevent them from reaching their stronghold and rebuilding? Lerak trPexil: I think we have broken down and parsed as much data as we have gathered from this place. KhreRiovtRex: Do we chase them for revenge for what they've done to our home world, our fellow officers, families, ............ loved ones.... STSF Seiben: I agree. Lots of data. Lerak trPexil: Those children.. KhreRiovtRex: Do 'I' chase, for my own vengeance? A vengeance which I learned a lesson from recently, may be a bit misguided, but in the ends, justifies the needs? STSF Seiben: Ie. Some of them have family, but what of the rest that don't? KhreRiovtRex: au thoughts, I feel are much clearer at t this time Lerak trPexil: Family...did au know t'Temarr visited with mine? :: he mentioned, looking over any intelligence contained within the data :: KhreRiovtRex: Seeing what they've done here.... ::tosses ISD upon the desk:: sickens me. They attacked our homeworld to take over as a coup, but this...this was done in retreat, ....... just to harm, there was no need for this, other than to slow us down. That's where they have crossed the line with me STSF Seiben: Did she? Meeting the parents? ::looking over navigational logs:: Wow, you guys are far along... KhreRiovtRex: :: trying to keep from ranting, but she's gotten up a full head of steam and knows it, so let’s it flow:: KhreRiovtRex: I'm sorry, I've not even given au a chance to reply. My apologies....I'm ....just... :: moves around to her chair and plops down:: Frustrated with everything:: exhales wearily:: Laehval tTemarr: If we pursue them, we do it because it is the right thing to do. They must be squashed like the pest they are, but we can na let emotion drive us. It is why I stopped au from flinging yourself at them in a suicidal rage. We also can na allow them to continue to ruin our empire, to destroy our colonies, to kill our people. What they did to our world was unforgivable. STSF Seiben: Weren't au also dating that flower girl? What was her name again? You're making me feel bad... I need to up my game a bit. Lerak trPexil: Ie.. I..don't know what she thought. :: thinks :: Far along? I would na say that. Lerak trPexil: I was na dating her. Just someone I met on ch'Rihan... KhreRiovtRex: So au agree that we should pursue? Ie? STSF Seiben: Can I date her? Lerak trPexil: Nalia, but she is with my family now... that does look bad. Lerak trPexil: :: laughs :: That I do not know... I need a good florist at a moments notice. KhreRiovtRex: (Pexil stringing along the flower girl just in case he can’t' get Leah!...shame on au) Lerak trPexil: (Pex can be a lonely Rihan) STSF Seiben: There are a lot of rare flowers that grow near my family’s homes near the capitol and on ch'Havran that she's welcome to pick. Lerak trPexil: My mother gave her a grilling, so I don't know if that helped. Laehval tTemarr: Ie, we should. So the next question is, where are they going? Lerak trPexil: Uh huh. :: looks at his PADD :: Ah, arrival times, departure manifests... could be helpful STSF Seiben: Great, that'll help. KhreRiovtRex: From what we've collected on them, and the information we've obtained from the Governor.....t'A is down there doing a more ...thorough interrogation now, to see if he is lying, we should know shortly. Taking that, the readings Ndak and the Stinger had gotten, they tried to make it look as if they were heading directly towards Othan Space...However... KhreRiovtRex: That would make them pass through Dumok'ozen, and we still have a fleet stationed there, With the additional information Koga put together, I’m certain they are heading the long way around, They can't go thought Justarus space, as we hold that with our forces, Lerak trPexil: I think Laehval liked the sound of the ocean waves.. STSF Seiben: ::nods:: Maybe au should take her to the beach? STSF Seiben: ::reading over the departure and arrival manifests:: tAehjae: :: still working on the Governor:: KhreRiovtRex: we've gotten word that was where our reinforcements had been hiding, but they are going past and around it...if we cut straight through Justarus space, we can try to cut them off, and we could possibly take t’ksa’s children there, Lerak trPexil: I did once.. years ago. Governor> ::whimpering from t'A's agonizer device, but not having any additional information, other than he had overhead them say they would destroy as many outposts and worlds on their way back as possible, to hinder our progress finding them Laehval tTemarr: ::She nodded.:: We should get started in our pursuit. Even if the governor is lying, we will still be making progress. I must see t'Ksa about the children so that we can get as many transferred back to the planet immediately. STSF Seiben: Au should go again. The sea air would do au good. I go the beach alot.. there's this cute girl who works in a bakery by the coast.. she's a bit young though. Lerak trPexil: :: thinks :: I'd go with her now if she asked.. :: sighed :: Laehval tTemarr: If au will excuse me, Rekkhai, I shall go down there now. KhreRiovtRex: I think it would be best if au spoke with her. She seems to no longer wish to speak with me after all that has happened. KhreRiovtRex: Very well, au are dismissed... tAehjae: :: threatens him one more time:: Are you hiding any other information?? Laehval tTemarr: ::She quirked a brow at t'Rex's comment, wondering for a moment, but merely nodded.:: Ie. I will keep au informed as to what we do with our guests. KhreRiovtRex: :: nods to Laehval:: Laehval tTemarr: ::Exiting her chambers, she moved across the bridge, heading for the lift.:: Governor> Na!! Na.....stop! I've told au everything. STSF Seiben: ::looks at Laeh then back at Pex, then his console::\ KhreRiovtRex: +Koga+ Have au laid in the pursuit course we had discussed? STSF Seiben: +t'Vatrix+ Ie, the pursuit course has been laid in. We're ready to go on your order. Lerak trPexil: :: nods to Koga :: tAehjae: :: steps back a step eyeing him for a moment: KhreRiovtRex: +Koga+ Await word from t'Temarr, as she may be assisting t'Ksa to transfer some of the children back to the planet before we go. STSF Seiben: +t'Vatrix+ Understood. Laehval tTemarr: ::After a quick ride down to medical, she headed into sickbay and stopped short at the chaos.:: Ahh.... m_k_tksa: ::blowing her bangs up, wondering if leading medical through battle is easier than rounding up 22 children:: KhreRiovtRex: +Koga+ also have a full manifest of items we need to restock and repair. We will be heading straight to the Justarus Shipyard to resupply and try to cut our enemy off if we can make enough speed u. KhreRiovtRex: +Pexil+ Have au determined what exactly the device you returned to the ship with yet? tAehjae: :: steps away and begins the report for t’Vatrix:: STSF Seiben: +t'Vatrix+ Ie, rekkhai. I'll ask the department heads to submit a list of supplies they need. m_k_tksa: Maec>::swinging by the front of medical, a squirming child in his arms:, nods to t'Temarr:: She's over there ::jerks his head in t'Ksa's direction:: KhreRiovtRex: Governor> :: is a weepy weak mess after t’A has finished with him, he has nothing else to share STSF Seiben: +Dept heads+ We'll be heading to the Justarus Shipyard for resupply. Please submit a list of supplies your department might need whilst we are docked there. Laehval tTemarr: Ah.... I see. ::She edged by a group of the children, trying not to touch them or be touched by *them* and joined t'Ksa.:: t'Ksa. I had na idea that it would be quite so... chaotic... in here. They certainly are... lively. Lerak trPexil: +t'Vatrix+ A communication device which we were able to decipher the codes to allow us to monitor Othan channels, presuming they don't rework their entire encryption methods. Lerak trPexil: +t'Vatrix+ We won't know what kind of access it grants until we are deeper into Othan territory. m_k_tksa: That's io way of putting it. ::stops io of the ones running:: Niko, no. You can't take that. ::takes a hypospanner out of his hands, before glancing at Laeh:: My office? Assuming it's not been invaded? tAehjae: :: sends tVatrix a message explaining the additional info that the Governor overheard the Othans said theey would destroy as many plants as they could on the way to attempt to slow our progress in following them:: Lerak trPexil: (I was thinking... "They are going after trees and shrubs?") tAehjae: ((grrrr PLANETS. the e didn’t connect.. been having issue with that lately)) Lerak trPexil: (Not the shrubbery!) Laehval tTemarr: Ie, please. ::Laehval followed, eager to be out of the way. A daycare center was well out of her comfort zone.:: Laehval tTemarr: (( Bring me a shrubbery! )) KhreRiovtRex: +t'A+Menkha work. Fhaen come to the oira and assist Koga and Pexil to decide if we can guess at some of their targets m_k_tksa: ::expertly weaves her way through the chaos and into her office, which at the moment is a safe haven for the 22 munchkins outside:: m_k_tksa: What news do au bring? tAehjae: +tVatrix+ IE Rekkhai on my way tAehjae: :: leaves the brig heading for the oira:: KhreRiovtRex: :: that done, she dropped her head into her palm for a siuren, shaking it once again in frustration::: Lerak trPexil: :: Types commands :: Koga, I am bringing the decoding device online, please scan for non-Galae transmissions... STSF Seiben: ::nods:: All right. ::begins scanning once Pexil brings the decoding device online:: KhreRiovtRex: :: reaches down and opens the small drawer in her desk and pulls out the holopicture of Var'lon and Val'ron::, running her finger along each of their faces::: KhreRiovtRex: I failed au both..... KhreRiovtRex: And au..... that message.... could it really have been? Lerak trPexil: I have locked out our transmission to their network, in case our message is tagged and traceable... it is likely we are using an ad hok network, meaning messages are passed from ship to ship and not through a formal network. STSF Seiben: ::nods:: Let's hope it works well. Laehval tTemarr: We will be departing shortly for Justarus Shipyard in pursuit of the Othans. Thankfully, the Khre'Riov has seemed to regain some of her sense and is thinking rationally. We need to transport the children back to the planet. Were au able to find any other families of the children? m_k_tksa: There are three in which we can na account for their families. Genetically, two are related, possibly as 'cousins', the third is na. The rest of the children we've been able to locate their next of kin and I've been in contact with a social work agency that will help unify the them with their families. tAehjae: :: steps onto the Oira:: jolan tru Koga and Pexil STSF Seiben: Jolan tru. m_k_tksa: I'd like to keep the three remaining ios on-board while we continue to locate their families. It's possible that their families are one of the other outposts or settlements. KhreRiovtRex: When I left, I told au I would complete the mission I had been given, to find out who was behind the attacks. Well, that part we know, but now....now we will finish it. I just have to go about this in a more rational appearing manner. However, I still will yy'a all that were responsible.......for our home world...and .....for what they did to Val'ron....what they did to au...what they did to us. What they did to all our people.... I will crisp their capital from orbit if I have to... Laehval tTemarr: Menkha. ::She threw a glance out to medical.:: We can leave them with supplies, as well. Whatever we can spare from the stores for the people in the colony. Lerak trPexil: :: Nods at t'Aehjae KhreRiovtRex: and when this is over...I'll either find au.....or......will join au both...... ::touches the picture once more and places it back hrrau the drawer:: KhreRiovtRex: :: stands and walks out to the oira and takes her command seat:: KhreRiovtRex: Koga.....status report hnah m_k_tksa: Would au care to foster io of the three we're keeping? ::saying this in jest, especially after seeing her face as she looks out upon the organized chaos of Medical:: Lerak trPexil: :: Goes to another console to closely monitor the the transmissions :: Laehval tTemarr: ::Her eyes widen.:: Me? Ah.... surely there are others more qualified. STSF Seiben: All systems are operating within normal parameters. We're currently working on the decoding device to monitor non-Galae transmissions over the Othan network. KhreRiovtRex: ::Nods hrrau approval:: We should be ready to depart as soon as medical divests themselves of the children:: m_k_tksa: I'm teasing, t'Temarr. Do na worry, my team has this under control, no matter what it looks like out there. ::motions to the gaggle of children:: PAUSE SIM PAUSE SIM PAUSE SIM KhreRiovtRex: Nicely done all..... KhreRiovtRex: ok, so next week we’ll be ready to depart and go hunting KhreRiovtRex: Laeh you have anything for them? KhreRiovtRex: Ok, I need to finish packing and get on the road shortly. Hope that you all have a nice weekend. I'll be away until Monday, so will talk to you all Monday night KhreRiovtRex: have a great weekend. Crew Dismissed
  26. = /\ = USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #959, STARDATE 51708.07 = /\ = The Manticore left Earth orbit with a Klingon Starfleet officer onboard. He has been assigned to the ship by the Federation Council to observe and offer counsel to Sovak and McFly - and to bunk in A9's quarters (who has been moved to Visiting Officer quarters near the Observation Lounge). After frustrating the senior crew's attempts to rile him up, the observer left the Bridge, disabled his comm badge and messed with the ship. We have changed course and jumped to warp 5 and no one is able to change that or get into Aux. Control, with a door fused shut, no matter how much the crew tries (ahem, KK when do you run out of grenades?) = /\ = END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #959, STARDATE 51708.07 = /\ =
  27. With all the police exiting the station, Yu helps the AT escape as gang activity increases around them. They head to an abandoned warehouse where Yu and Ens Obart have been hiding. Arcadia tries to beam objects out of the simulation, but none have come out successfully. chatlog2017-7-30.txt
  28. =/\= Aegis Mission Brief 8/4/17 - 10:05 PM=/\= 7 April 2388 - Stardate 2388.097 TBS is 8 hours. The time is 0800 hours (8:00 am) Aegis local. Aegean is in polar orbit, investigating an anomaly on the 4th planet in the p-Kappa 198 System. They are continuing to investigate the anomaly to see if they can discover why the deflector burst forced the anomaly to grow. At sim begin, the anomaly is increasing in size and possibly threatening the stability of the planet. =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Fletcher Jackson: @ ::holding position:: Jylliene: ::CnC, ops:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ :: At tactical, with a cup of coffee which locks itself to the console as to not spill :: Kallah Ramson: ::stepping onto the CnC:: KelsaViegnor: ::at the shop, filling special orders:: Dacia Sandero: @ ::in Sickbay:: Chirakis: ::CnC, turns as the captain enters:: Good morning, Captain. mimipavilion: ::in her office in medical, doing the normal paperwork:: Tarisa: @ ::At her science station.:: Lawliet: @ ::steps off the turbolift onto the bridge:: Alexis McFarland: ::in her room with Annisha, yawns:: Gila Orrak: @ :: In the mess, having breakfast :: Jylliene: ::has the latest info (that's reached them) displaying re. the Aegean and the planet.:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Rings the chime to Alexis' door.:: Alexis McFarland: ::sits up:: Come in. Annisha: I thought you'd be awake by n-- Tarisa: Miana> ::Enters.:: Alexis McFarland: Morning! Lawliet: @ ::walks over to the helm:: Status report Mr. Jackson. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ This is tough enough to scan and I'm not even science... Alexis McFarland: Sometimes I am, sometimes not. Tarisa: @ ::Beginning tetryon scans.:: Jylliene: ::eyes glued to the display, unsure what to think of what they've been seeing:: Fletcher Jackson: @ Holding steady, sir. Gravitational pull is increasing, but not beyond what the ship can handle. Gila Orrak: @ :: Eating by herself, reading a letter she got from someone on the station :: Dacia Sandero: @ ::having a cup of tea and some biscuits:: Tarisa: Miana> Hiya! ::Pounces.:: Annisha: Now the gang is all here. Alexis McFarland: ::huggles Miana:: Yay? Fletcher Jackson: @ We're not bouncing around like we were, but we're still a little rough. Lawliet: @ At it's current rate of expansion, how long before we'll have to move out of orbit? Tarisa: Miana> ::Purrs:: Scott Coleridge: ((Are you in the mess, Dacia?)) Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Is on the lift to CnC with a box :: Dacia Sandero: (Yeah, sure why not) Fletcher Jackson: @ ::looks to Tarisa:: Not sure what the current rate of expansion is, sir. Dacia Sandero: @::starts on eating her breakfast:: Annisha: :: Scratches under Miana's chin :: Scott Coleridge: @::enters the mess to grab his own meal:: Fletcher Jackson: @ But helm isn't complaining and hasn't been for a while. Lawliet: @ ::looks over at Tarisa:: Commander, what's the current expansion of the anomaly? Gila Orrak: @ :: Notices two people here. Some medical person and someone in command, or looked like they should be in command :: Fletcher Jackson: @ ::Keeping an eye on his readings, just in case::: Jylliene: ::sips coffee and watches the little Aegean-blip circling the threatening unstable planet-blip:: Tarisa: @ I am getting neutrinos, ionized hydrogen, and the typical theta-band radiation... ::Looks up as she is called.:: Checking. ::Scans.:: Scott Coleridge: @::Dacia:: Good morning, Dr. Sandero. May I join you? Dacia Sandero: @Yes, of course Captain. How are things doing? Gila Orrak: @ :: reading her PADD :: Alexis McFarland: So what's the plan? Tarisa: Miana> ::Tail lashes back and forth happily.:: Annisha: Terrorize the station, have security chase us around and we flee to one of our many hiding places... Dacia Sandero: @ Good morning to you too. Alexis McFarland: In other words, nothing new? Tarisa: @ It appears 10 millimeters a seconds. Gila Orrak: @ :: Notice the letter was not signed, so she has no idea who wrote it :: Tarisa: Miana> Sounds like fun. Jylliene: ::notes the expected arrival of the ship her parents are on later this day:: Dacia Sandero: @::Glances over at Gila, not recognizing her:: Scott Coleridge: @::sits next to Dacia and digs into his breakfast:: We keep finding more questions. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ Tarisa, do you have any idea what it might be? Does it resemble any other anomaly on record? Scott Coleridge: @ Tarisa and Lawliet are forming a plan to analyze some of the samples we've retrieved from the surface Dacia Sandero: @ ::takes a bite of her breakfast:: Oh, I see. It did get quite a bit bumpy there for awhile. Tarisa: @ It has much of the same properties as a wormhole, but the behavior is not consistent. Jylliene: ::wonders what they'll think of Annisha now, given how much she's grown since last they saw her:: Chirakis: ::at her console, catching up on reports, doing what Commander Coleridge would normally do when he is here::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Exits the lift and enters CnC, looks for Jylliene :: Lawliet: @ ::looking between Jackson and Tarisa:: Than can both you give me an estimate on when we'll need to move Aegean to counter the gravitational stress and when the stress will have significant repercussions to the planet? Dacia Sandero: @Interesting. I hope they'll be able to find something useful. Jylliene: ::another sip of coffee:: Scott Coleridge: @ I was wondering if you wanted to get involved in the analysis. This phenomenon might have biological side-effects. And sickbay isn't exactly busy right now. Nijil tr'Korjata: Commander Kital... Jylliene: ::hears the lift, glances over and smiles at Nijil:: Chirakis: ::looks up, then returns to business:: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Gets on his knee next to Jylliene :: Will au... Fletcher Jackson: @ Rough estimate, Commander, would be several days. Dacia Sandero: @ ::nods:: That's true. We helped an ensign with a headache and another new ensign with arch supports for her feet. Yes, I'd be happy to provide any assistance I can give. Jylliene: ::is somewhat puzzled:: Tarisa: @ ::Nods in agreement with Fletcher.:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Have a pastry with me? Jylliene: Gladly. ::chuckles:: mimipavilion: ::sighs over the paperwork that she has to deal with:: Lawliet: @ ::nods:: Very good. Just want to make sure we're not around when this thing decides to go off. Nijil tr'Korjata: These are fresh from the new place called Bread, Carafe and Bon Bons. Fletcher Jackson: @ ::looks up:: Decides to go off, sir? Alexis McFarland: ::looks through her closet for something to wear. Settles on a pink and purple dress with matching sandals:: Are we gonna get breakfast first? Can't terrorize the station on an empty tummy. Annisha: Dress again? Lawliet: @ ::walks over to Tarisa:: What's the status on those samples we brought in last night for testing? Scott Coleridge: @::finishes up his breakfast:: Great. Report to the bridge when we're done here and confer with the scientists. Jylliene: Oo. I heard they had opened. Were they busy? ::glances to the display, then back to Nijil:: Alexis McFarland: Yes, it's cute. I bought it with Dacia the day before she left for her mission. Annisha: How about some energy lemon bars.. I heard there is a new place with smelly breads... Lawliet: @ ::looks back at Jackson:: Poor choice of words. Tarisa: Miana> What is wrong with a dress? ::Tugs at her own white dress.:: Fletcher Jackson: @ ::sigh of relief:: Thank you, Commander. Gila Orrak: @ :: Looks at Coleridge :: Alexis McFarland: And my sandals are new too. Tarisa: @ They are still in the lab. I have a geological team looking into them. Dacia Sandero: @ Very well. I will do. Annisha: What was wrong with your old clothes? Alexis McFarland: They were getting a bit snug on me. Dacia said it's a growth spurt. Kallah Ramson: ACTION> Outer layers of the anomaly begin the interact with the planet's magnetic field, arching their effects along the field lines out and towards the planet's surface Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ :: sighs at the readings, Ulysses would be an easier read :: Lawliet: @ Excellent. I'll need a progress report prior to 0900 hours. Gila Orrak: @ :: Shuffles over to Dacia :: Scott Coleridge: @::totally oblivious to the Cardassian ensign looking at him, and in fact, doesn't even seem to think twice about a Cardassian in a Starfleet uniform being in his mess hall, nor does it occur to him to introduce himself:: Jylliene: What kind of pastry? Jylliene: ::peers in the box:: Nijil tr'Korjata: Nervous my e'lev? Scott Coleridge: @::disposes of his plate in the replicator and then leaves:: Jylliene: My parents are arriving later today. Nijil tr'Korjata: I mean for the bonding, not what's in the box... I got the sampler... Nijil tr'Korjata: :: turns a bit white :: Oh Fletcher Jackson: @ ::checks the console, feeling a difference in helm's responses::: Jylliene: Have a pastry, it'll make it better. Tarisa: @ ::Nods, continuing her tetryon scans of the anomaly.:: Jylliene: ::takes one:: Gila Orrak: @ :: The cardassian woman introduces herself :: Hi, I am Gila... new here....Dacia.. right? mimipavilion: ::switches from medical reports to children home reports:: Oh boy Jylliene: Do you think we can impress upon Annisha the need to be on somewhat more restrained behavior for a bit? Chirakis: (Good luck with that, Commander) Jylliene: ((Heh, IKR?)) Nijil tr'Korjata: Asking Annisha not to be Annisha... do the Borg doth assimilate.. to the Federation not bring new civilizations into its bosom? Scott Coleridge: @::enters the bridge:: Fletcher Jackson: @ ::minor adjustments seem to make a difference, but time will tell::: Nijil tr'Korjata: :: clears throat :: I've been reading to many old Earth texts Dacia Sandero: @ ::continues on with her breakfast:: Yes, I am. Ahh you're Gila. My niece Alexis told me about you. Impressive , dealing with that boy who bullied her friend Annisha awhile back. Annisha: I hear some transports are coming in. Jylliene: I can hear them now. "Jyl, we let you run around at her age, and you ended up refusing your bonding and running off to join Starfleet..." Alexis McFarland: A lot of transports come in. ::changes into her dress and slips on her sandals:: Lawliet: @ ::turns around:: Captain on deck. Tarisa: Miana> ::Nods.:: Dacia Sandero: @ I'm Dr. Dacia Sandero - nice to meet you. Gila Orrak: @ Thanks.. I was told not to pursue justice in quite that manner... Gila Orrak: @ If I may ask, who was that Commander? Jylliene: Which had little to do with any of that. Or perhaps everything to do with it. Who knows? Jylliene: ::nomnomnom pastry:: Scott Coleridge: @ As you were. ::Lawliet:: Status report. Dacia Sandero: @ Hm yes. Ah that... he's Commander Coleridge, the CO for this mission. Nijil tr'Korjata: Did Annisha express an interest in Starfleet, or would she rather just start running it now? Jylliene: ::stifles a chuckle:: Fletcher Jackson: @ ::makes another adjustment, wondering what is going on::: Jylliene: She seems the pull-the-strings-behind-the-scenes type. Maybe. Gila Orrak: @ Ah, I am trying to get to know others.. first time really off world and working with others. Jylliene: Running it directly would mean being tied to responsibility and such. Kallah Ramson: (maybe Jorahl could use an apprentice) Nijil tr'Korjata: Her hair is different....likely looking more defiant. Lawliet: @ ::address Coleridge:: All systems operational. We are currently in polar orbit and according to our scans, the anomaly is increasing in size 10 millimeters per second. Dacia Sandero: @ I see. I remember mine... you Jylliene: She'd be more like Jorahl. The wall of monitors. Dacia Sandero: 'll get used to it. Tarisa: @ ::Finishes with the tetryon scan for now and switches to gravitic scans.:: Chirakis: ::and now she realizes why she did not like being executive officer::: Jylliene: ::nomnomnom pastry:: Fletcher Jackson: @ ::frowns, makes another adjustment::: Annisha: Let's go girls, chop chop Alexis McFarland: What are we chopping? Dacia says that too sometimes. Jylliene: ::Glance back at the display:: Tarisa: @ ::Looks up a moment to stretch, when she notices Fletcher's expression.:: Is there something wrong, Mr. Jackson? Nijil tr'Korjata: They actually have to set limits on how many of this one can buy. Jylliene: Possible. Fletcher Jackson: @ Not sure, ma'am. Something is messing with the attitude. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ :: perks up :: Lawliet: @ ::looks over at Tarisa and Jackson:: Tarisa: Miana> ::Shrugs.:: What a strange expression. Fletcher Jackson: @ I can keep adjusting. It's minor. But it's not making sense. Gila Orrak: @ You are... I am not sure what species... human? Dacia Sandero: @ Me? I'm Betazed. Dacia Sandero: Or betazoid Jylliene: ::watching the feed:: That anomaly is still growing. Slowly, but growing. Jylliene: ::frowns:: Lawliet: @ ::looks back at Tarisa:: Commander. Scan the anomaly again. Tarisa: @ ::Scans the area around the ship.:: Gila Orrak: @ Oh... OH.. those that can read thoughts, or is it just emotions? Kallah Ramson: ACTION> Potential energy along the anomaly outer edge increase as its leading edge arches closer to the planet's surface. Kallah Ramson: ::Jyl:: Aegean keeping a safe distance? Dacia Sandero: @ ::sips:: We can do both, but not all the time. And not right now, if that's what you're wondering, mimipavilion: ::shakes her head:: Jylliene: Yes, they seem to be at a good orbital distance. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ Is there an interaction with the planet and the anomaly? Tarisa: @ The terminus of the anomaly is expanding in on the planet. Jylliene: ::indicating the blips on the live feed on the Big Screen:: Nijil tr'Korjata: The ship okay Commander Kital? :: looking at the main viewer :: Dacia Sandero: @ ::walks to the replicator and dumps her plate and cup after she finishes her breakfast:: Kallah Ramson: ::nods:: Fletcher Jackson: @ ::continues to make adjustments::: Jylliene: Yes. Scott Coleridge: @ Any indications as to the cause? Lawliet: @ Mr. Jackson, give us a planetary overlay on the viewscreen. Jylliene: Or as of about twenty minutes ago, anyhow. Gila Orrak: @ :: Nods and gets ready to leave as well :: It was a pleasure meeting you doctor.. Fletcher Jackson: @ Planetary overlay coming up. ::press::: Gila Orrak: @ If you need, er, securing, give me a call. Lawliet: @ ::looks up at the bizarre readings:: Dacia Sandero: @ You too. I hope we'll have a chance to meet up again. And likewise, let me know if you need anything else medical related. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Looks at the latest readings :: I'd not want to take the Nei'rrh around that. Tarisa: @ I have ran tetryon and gravitic scans, no results as of yet, with the exception of a partial composition. Dacia Sandero: @ ::follows Gila out to the TL:: Gila Orrak: @ I'll do my best to not end up there. May we not have the need to see each other. :: smiles :: Dacia Sandero: @ ::smiles:: Indeed so. Alexis McFarland: ::stands next to Annisha and Miana:: Chirakis: ::finalizing reports and sending them off::: Gila Orrak: @ :: Goes to do her check of the brig security systems :: Scott Coleridge: @ Have we started experiments on the planetary samples? Dacia Sandero: @ ::heads up to the bridge via TL:: Jylliene: I'd not want to take anything too close to that. Jylliene: Not without proper shielding. Tarisa: @ A team is on it now. Jylliene: And even with it. Annisha: :: Waves them on :: Let's go to the lobby, let's all go to the lobby... Bah Dacia Sandero: (I pity the foo!) KelsaViegnor: (heh) Annisha: Those Earth programs.. Let's get something to eat Tarisa: Miana> Yay! Alexis McFarland: Yay. Lawliet: @ ::walks over to Jackson:: How often are you needing to make adjustments? Fletcher Jackson: @ ::fingers laced, he cracks his knuckles, then shakes them out and goes back to the console::: KelsaViegnor: ::has things boxed up in preparation for gifts for an upcoming celebration, to be picked up in the evening:: Fletcher Jackson: @ At least twice a minute, Commander. Dacia Sandero: @ ::Enters the bridge, hopes she could be of help:: Fletcher Jackson: @ So.. .every 30 seconds. Sometimes more often. Sometimes it's really random. Nijil tr'Korjata: If au are able, relay those readings to the flight bay so we can make preparations. Annisha: :: Starts to walk to the eating level :: Lawliet: @ ::stands up straight and turns around:: Captain. I suggest we break orbit for the time being. Chirakis: ::message from Cog's parents indicates that he will "tend to business" at home for a while if they release him from custody::: Alexis McFarland: ::follows:: Annisha: Er, yah... Chirakis: ::ponders::: Jylliene: ::::glances at Nijil:: Preparations? Dacia Sandero: @ ::walks up to Lawliet, Tarisa and Coleridge:: Reporting for duty here. Kallah Ramson: ACTION> Tendrils of energy similar to the anomaly picked up on the planet's surface, reaching towards the outer anomaly layers moving towards the surface. 300 kilometers apart...and closing. Alexis McFarland: Yeah? Chirakis: ::considering the Ferengi as a species::: Annisha: Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to food we go... :: totally botches the whistling :: Lawliet: @ ::nods at Sandero's arrival:: Scott Coleridge: @ That seems prudent Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ Um.. helm? Are you catching this? Fletcher Jackson: @ Aye, Commander Cayne. mimipavilion: ::finishes with the reports, exits her office, leaving medical with an assistant doctor, enters the tl ordering it to the CnC:: Gila Orrak: @ :: Enters the brig room :: Lawliet: @ ::looks back at the viewscreen:: What's happening now? Fletcher Jackson: @ Holding steady. Break orbit, Commander Lawliet? Scott Coleridge: @::Jackson:: Take us to the planetoid's L2 point. Tarisa: @ ::Tilts her head, curiously at the monitor.:: Fletcher Jackson: @ Yes, Captain. Breaking orbit and moving to the L2 point. Lawliet: @ Brake orbit Mr. Jackson. Nice and steady. mimipavilion: ::exits the tl onto the CnC:: Dacia Sandero: @ ::observes the monitor as well:: Chirakis: ::sends a long list of restrictions added to the discharge papers and releases Cog::: Chirakis: ::to his parents' custody::: Nijil tr'Korjata: So ships like the Nei'rrh can be prepared to go after the Aegean if need be. Fletcher Jackson: @ Out of planetary orbit and coming to point L2.... now. Annisha: :: The Band of Sisters arrive at the eating level :: Scott Coleridge: @ We should start studying those samples now Fletcher Jackson: @ ::tap... tap tap:: Holding position. Scott Coleridge: @ Clearly the planet is interacting with the anomaly somehow beyond what we did to it Fletcher Jackson: @ ::would agree with that one::: Chirakis: 10:45 PM mimipavilion: ::stands off to the side staying out of the way:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ Did it come from the planet, or did it move to where the planet is from somewhere else? Chirakis: ::looks up to Mimi:: Good morning, Doctor. Nijil tr'Korjata: How is your family Jylliene? Lawliet: @ ::takes a moment and considers something:: Can't be. Jylliene: Nervous, I'm sure. mimipavilion: ::nods:: Good morning Nijil tr'Korjata: Nervous? Dacia Sandero: @ ::ponders:: Hm. Jylliene: Hopefully having a good flight in. Tarisa: @ Doctor, if you could, please take the auxiliary science console. I suspect I may need your help. Kallah Ramson: ACTION> There is a sudden shift in the anomaly as it touches the surface, light a lighting bolt the pass of it's energy surges into the planet's crust. A Burst of energy as.... a massive warp field surrounds the entire planet. Alexis McFarland: ::looks at the various food stalls:: Fletcher Jackson: @ Oh... crap. Dacia Sandero: Yes of course. ::logs into an auxiliary science console:: Dacia Sandero: @ Kallah Ramson: (LIKE a light bolt the MASS of its energy....) Lawliet: @ ::steps back:: Fletcher Jackson: @ ::just looked up at the screen and he probably should not have::: Tarisa: @ ::Her board lights up.:: That is a warp field... Dacia Sandero: @ ::helps monitor energy readings from the bolt::: Hmm. Scott Coleridge: @ Yellow alert. Jylliene: ::seeing the interplay with the magnetic field (from about 20 minutes ago:: Looks like something going on out there. Gila Orrak: @ :: Looks up :: Kallah Ramson: ACTION> The planet begins to move..... towards Aegean. Lawliet: @ Computer, yellow alert. Jylliene: Aegean still holding a safe distance. Fletcher Jackson: @ Uh oh... Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ The planet? :: looks at his readings :: Tarisa: @ It is approaching us... Dacia Sandero: @That's no moon.. err, planet? Fletcher Jackson: @ Permission to retreat, Captain? Lawliet: @ ::looks at the viewscreen and back at Tarisa:: Commander! Is this a planet? Annisha: :: Goes to the new pastry place and sees a line :: Aww Tarisa: @ I am beginning to think it is not. Alexis McFarland: It's very popular. But I hear it's really good! Chirakis: ::Jylliene:: Commander Kital, how long has it been since our last report from Aegean? Dacia Sandero: @I've a feeling it's not as well. Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Turns to Chirakis :: Jylliene: Constant feed with the 20 minute delay. Lawliet: @ Jackson, full about. Full impulse. Jylliene: Last official report was at change of duty. Fletcher Jackson: @ Full about, full impulse. Gila Orrak: @ :: secures the brig :: Chirakis: 10:50 PM Fletcher Jackson: @ ::pulling them away from the planet and anomaly, hopefully::: Lawliet: @ ::turns to Tarisa:: What's it's current velocity? Kallah Ramson: ACTION> The planet increases speed, only slightly faster than Aegean. Chirakis: And the last one was... nearly an hour ago. Scott Coleridge: @::Cayne:: Send out standard hails. Tarisa: @ Faster than us. Jylliene: That's correct. They aren't due for any specific intervals other than change of duty, though. Lawliet: @ ::turns to Coleridge:: Captain. Suggest we increase to warp speed. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ Aye, standard hail Chirakis: Contact Task Force Missouri. Ask for their status. Jylliene: Yes ma'am. Dacia Sandero: @ ::looks at results regarding this planet ship based on their scans:: Jylliene: ::sends out the request to Missouri:: Chirakis: ::then realizes she has overstepped her bounds:: Apologies, Captain. Something is not right. Gila Orrak: @ :: Wishes she knew what was going on :: Jylliene: Magnetic flux along the planetary field lines. Jylliene: Aegean seems to be holding distance. Kallah Ramson: ::nods to Chirakis:: Proceed. Fletcher Jackson: @ It's closing on us, Captain. Very slowly, but still closing. Chirakis: Aye, Captain. ::nods to Jylliene::: Jylliene: ::watches for response from Missouri:: Annisha: We should head somewhere else, what do you think? Alexis McFarland: Maybe we can try after breakfast and before lunch when it's not so busy? Jylliene: Missouri reports occupied. They're unable to move to assist. Scott Coleridge: @ Very well. Take us to Warp 1. Fletcher Jackson: @ Ahead warp 1. Nijil tr'Korjata: I will get back to my work Commander Kital... Chirakis: ::she gets that usual piercing look in her eye that says she is not pleased but can't do anything about it::: Jylliene: ::watches the blips, as well as the info streaming in about the magnetic field and the energy surging along the field:: Jylliene: ::nods to Nijil:: Jylliene: Thank you for the pastry. Lawliet: @ ::turns to Tarisa:: Commander. I need that progress report NOW. Jylliene: ::smiles slightly, then turns back to the display, worried look:: Chirakis: 10:58 PM Kallah Ramson: ACTION> As the planet reaches the spot Aegean entered warp it slips into their wake....also jumping to warp. Dacia Sandero: @ ::wondering what this planet.. is up to:: Fletcher Jackson: @ ::beginning to think that this is no planet::: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ We are being pursued! Kallah Ramson: ACTION> its entry into warp causes a subspace ripple, rocking Aegean. Jylliene: ::really not liking the feed coming in:: Fletcher Jackson: @ Hang on! Strap in if you can. Dacia Sandero: @ ::holds onto her console:: Fletcher Jackson: @ ::puts Aegean in automatic because he can't keep up with the adjustments::: mimipavilion: ::watches what is going on:: Chirakis: (Ramson, PM) Scott Coleridge: @ Increase to Warp 3. Fletcher Jackson: @ Warp 3, aye. Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ Switching to a split view Captain. Lawliet: @ ::sits in his chair, holding on:: Jylliene: ::watches as the energy starts to enwrap the planet:: What the... Chirakis: ::whispers:: No... Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ Is it trying to overtake us? Gila Orrak: @ :: Shaking :: Kallah Ramson: ACTION> The planets warp field increases, causing an instability in Aegean and the planets shared warp corridor.....increasing the speed of both....off the charts, as the warp fields convert into a wormhole (cue star Trek the Movie special effect) Chirakis: ::face pales as she shouts::: Kahless, NO! Annisha: :: sits :: mimipavilion: ::eyes get large:: Jylliene: ::jumps, glances at Chirakis:: Cdr Wyatt Cayne: @ A vortex is forming ahead of us. Fletcher Jackson: @ ::his eyes widen wondering what's happening::: Jylliene: The field is enwrapping the planet. Aegean is breaking orbit. Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis: 8/4/17 Chirakis: Thank you. Chirakis: Well, then.. Chirakis: Very interesting, and very well played. Chirakis: We have a cliffhanger, appropriate for this is the last sim for Season 22. Next week is the 22nd anniversary for this sim, which means that we begin Season 23. Chirakis: Captain Ramson, TBS? Kallah Ramson: Let's go with 20 minutes for Aegis.... because of wibbly wobbly time stuff Aegean little time has passed. Scott Coleridge: Because of course Scott gets sucked into a wormhole. His worst nightmare. Chirakis: Ah. Of course. Kallah Ramson: Scott is Captain Hook, wormholes are the croc. Chirakis: Any words for the crew Captain Ramson? Kallah Ramson: None. Chirakis: Comments or questions from the crew? Chirakis: Seeing none, Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
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