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Cmdr JFarrington

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  1. = /\ = Manticore Brief Stardate 52006.29 "New Las Vegas" = /\ = TBS is 8 hours. It's the next day. Lights are back on, but not doing well. A Hunky Guy says "they are going to take McRoy and 31 needs to clear out from this planet because it's not safe here." Jami ends up manhandled by McRoy. The rest of the crew is pretending to be tourists. Cmdr JFarrington: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Cmdr JFarrington: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Cmdr JFarrington: ::Not in the brig, but feeling like she is in the brig::: Annika Sorenson: ::in their hotel room with Callista and Gila:: Cmdr JFarrington: :::waiting for the Hunk to come back:: Kansas Kenickie: ::in the Brig, feeling like she is in the Brig:: Annika Sorenson: ::lounging on the couch:: Kansas Kenickie: Annoying Karl> ::Knocks repeatedly on Jami's door::: Cmdr JFarrington: ::he told her to stay put, and stay put she will... but she sure would like to kick butt with that McRoy guy:::: Cmdr JFarrington: :::is somewhere close to McRoy:::: Cmdr JFarrington: ::or maybe not so close::: Callista Tyrel: :: sets book down :: well I have learned quite a bit about dabo. Gila Orrak: :: Sitting down and grumbly :: I have a question. Annika Sorenson: WHat's that? Kansas Kenickie: McRoy> go say your good-byes to whatever your XO is calling herself these days. Gila Orrak: How did the Commander not know this would happen? Was it McRoy who just happened to be here? Annika Sorenson: Who's McRoy again? Callista Tyrel: :: retrieves her communicator from her purse as she listens in :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::does not reply, and fairly relaxed:::: Kansas Kenickie: McRoy> :::lets her go, stomps off:: Callista Tyrel: ( Annoying Karl is planetside ? ) Gila Orrak: Only heard the name once, one that took the Commander. Unless I heard the name wrong. Cmdr JFarrington: ::glance left... glance right...shrugs::: Annika Sorenson: Hm, I don't know. I hope we'll be able to leave our room soon. Cmdr JFarrington: :::waiting for the Hunk, actually::: Kansas Kenickie: <<Karl is on the planet annoying people>> Erich Jaenke: :: Erich found himself at the cell the Commander was being held in :: Callista Tyrel: ( Karl is knocking on an empty room I think...lol ) Cmdr JFarrington: (Yes, he is) Erich Jaenke: :: He tapped the side of the cell, figuring a forcefield would not be there :: Erich Jaenke: Commander? Cmdr JFarrington: ::only half wondering why she's not in the brig::: Callista Tyrel: I still am baffled about this all happening as well, what are the odds of this ...situation materializing Cmdr JFarrington: ::thinking that McRoy is either stupid or he has a nefarious plan::: Cmdr JFarrington: :::um... thinks he's just pretty stupid::: Erich Jaenke: :: taps harder :: Commander? Kansas Kenickie: ::Lifts her head::: Commander Kansas Kenickie: McRoy> ::Heads to his office to plan.... plan plan:: Annika Sorenson: On our vacation no less. I know, what are the odds? Cmdr JFarrington: ::leans against the wall as she watches him enter his office, still wondering why she's left alone::: Callista Tyrel: In any case...this McRoy guy maybe he tipped the authorities off to Kansas. Still I have no Frakkin' idea what the shooting was about earlier. Annika Sorenson: No clue here, or what caused that explosion earlier. Kansas Kenickie: ::Stand up:: how can I help you. Callista Tyrel: Yeah three very odd events, and they most likely are linked...just have not found out how. Erich Jaenke: What am I doing here Commander? What the hell was in the crystal? 'Cause it sure did not seem to help anything. In fact it nearly got me killed. Gila Orrak: They are most certainly linked. Annika Sorenson: ::nods:: Yeah, I'm sure they are. They must be. Cmdr JFarrington: ::pushes off from the wall and takes a slow walk toward his office, stops at the open door and, leans against the door::: Anything I can help you with, Sir? ::nonchalant:: Kansas Kenickie: it should save us? I am hoping. Callista Tyrel: Commander Farrington has been gone...longer that I expected. :: looks at communicator in hand :: Annika Sorenson: Not much we can do, if we have to stay put in here. Erich Jaenke: :: Puts up his hands :: Well, killing us sure would deliver us from this mess. So, the names... there are so many I can't track them all, and I know people in ways you don't experience. Callista Tyrel: I wonder if she still has her comm badge..she was the only one of us in uniform :: thinks aloud :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::still has her comm badge, and it's wide open to the ship::: Erich Jaenke: :: Flips through names :: I assume these are your aliases? I'm hoping this was before your time on Manticore, but I have not served on this ship as long as you. Kansas Kenickie: you mean my many names? Cmdr JFarrington: :::one way, that is.... to the ship, but not from the ship:::: Callista Tyrel: Frak it. + Cmdr JFarrington + Tyrel to Jami. Erich Jaenke: Yes. Cmdr JFarrington: ::definitely not going to respond to that since she's at McRoy's open door::: Annika Sorenson: ::lying on the couch:: Kansas Kenickie: I have had many jobs... sometimes I need to be someone else for a while. Cmdr JFarrington: :::and her badge is from her to the ship, not to her from the ship:::: Annika Sorenson: hmm. Erich Jaenke: That's all well and good, but deep down... really deep... we are the same person. Erich Jaenke: Did you know people wanted you on New Las Vegas? Callista Tyrel: :: awaits then tries again :: + Farrington + Tyrel to Jami. Kansas Kenickie: Do you think I would come here if I did? Cmdr JFarrington: ::again, no response::: Callista Tyrel: :: closes communicator :: Well, that was not helpful. Cmdr JFarrington: :::arms crossed, she leans against McRoy's open door, waiting::: Annika Sorenson: I hope she's ok. Callista Tyrel: :: rubs her forehead :: Myself as well. Kansas Kenickie: I work a job Erich... I can't be the same one every time. Erich Jaenke: You are often so closed off I don't know the answer to that. So... what kind of defense are we able to mount? Under orders for... :: spreads his hands :: all these crimes? Insanity? :: laughs :: Now that one I CAN believe. Callista Tyrel: :: walks over to replicator :: I would like a cold Kanar. ::beep beep :: Replicator> Beverage unavailable. Make another selection. Gila Orrak: So, is the standard procedure here to break her out? Annika Sorenson: I wonder if you can order in? Annika Sorenson: Do we even know where she's been held? Gila Orrak: The Chief knows. Annika Sorenson: Where's the chief? Callista Tyrel: Annika has a point there. And the Chief is MIA as well. Kansas Kenickie: They don't have clearance for it. Gila Orrak: I bet you can order nearly anythi--- yeah, where did he go? Annika Sorenson: ::orders some drinks from the hotel room service:: Gila Orrak: Guess he can wait until we are distracted, then make his move. Perhaps he found a lady friend. Annika Sorenson: ::a Kanar, a pina colada and other drinks:: Kansas Kenickie: neither do you. Callista Tyrel: :: hears Annika order :: Hmm...maybe we can ask...what the heck is going on to the person who delivers the drink. Erich Jaenke: So they can't find out if you were under orders... what do they get, denials? Annika Sorenson: Its worth a shot, not holding my breath but it's worth a try. Cmdr JFarrington: ::still watching the admiral work.... without a yeoman or security...which she thinks is really odd::: Gila Orrak: I'd help break her out, but who would believe a Cardassian is only here for innocent activities? Callista Tyrel: :: is wrestling with things in her head, with no communications to the ship or senior officers...they will have to move on eventually. :: Gila Orrak: :: Gila checks her hypo, and something that looks like a hypo you launch, spins the barrel :: Callista Tyrel: Well, turns to Gila and Annika.. When the drinks arrive we play scared Tourists okay...let's try to get some....info...okay? Annika Sorenson: OK sure Erich Jaenke: I think it's clearance I'd not want. So... if the clearance is so high, the dirty work is done, then your death completes the circle. Wraps it up in a nice bow. Annika Sorenson: Unless it's just a drinks bot. Kansas Kenickie: Doesn't sound like a good bow. Gila Orrak: You really think they will give us information? We all look like a cadet review. Cmdr JFarrington: ::head-tilt toward the admiral::: Anything I can do to help, Sir? Kansas Kenickie: they’re throwing me off to prison I guess. Annika Sorenson: I look like a beach bum. Callista Tyrel: No we look like tourists...:: points to tank and shorts....no uniform :: Gila Orrak: So a cadet review on vacation. Cmdr JFarrington: (Aren't you supposed to look like a beach bum?) Annika Sorenson: ::Door chimes, a young dude comes in with their drinks:: Annika Sorenson: (Yesss) Erich Jaenke: It's one of Keb's bows. Kansas Kenickie: ::Leans on the wall:: how many kills are they holding me on? Callista Tyrel: Oh my gosh....:: door opens and Callista dives behind bed :: Callista Tyrel: Don't shoot! Annika Sorenson: Dude>. ::blank look on his face:: Uhh.. your drinks? Gila Orrak: :: Aims her gun at the man :: Annika Sorenson: ::smiles:: Oh yeah, uh.. thanks. Callista Tyrel: :: peaks from behind the bed :: Uhmm is it safe now in the hotel? Gila Orrak: :: Takes her drink:: Cmdr JFarrington: :::deep sigh, leaning against the door frame:::: Kansas Kenickie: Karl> ::Leans head on Jami's door....waits:: Callista Tyrel: We heard weapons fire this morning. :: to drink dude :: Gila Orrak: Does that happen a lot here? Erich Jaenke: 13... your lucky number. Kansas Kenickie: that's it. Kansas Kenickie: ::Smirky smile:: Callista Tyrel: :: looks anxious :: Annika Sorenson: Dude> Uhh, yeah, I think so. They don't really tell us anything about what happened. No, it doesn't happen here at all. New Vegas is very safe, I mostly know everything from the news. No additional shootings or explosions, so I think the lockdown will be lifted tomorrow, if all goes well. Erich Jaenke: You need more? You know the prosecution often only charges a person on ones that stick. Callista Tyrel: So we are to stay in our rooms? Annika Sorenson: Dude> That's the last thing I heard, yes. I saw on the news, the police are still investigating the shootings and explosions. Kansas Kenickie: this place wired ::Swirls finger around the room:: or is this lawyer prisoner private. Callista Tyrel: Okay...uhm....did anyone get hurt? I was hoping my ...massage date...was..unharmed . :: looks dumb :: Erich Jaenke: Want me to probe your mind? Bet they can't sniff that. Kansas Kenickie: that would be nice. Erich Jaenke: It's not like a Vulcan mind-meld... Annika Sorenson: Dude> ::sets down the drinks and food:: You can reschedule your appointments free of charge given what happened. No worries there. ::smiles:: I don't think too many people got hurt, but I'm not entirely sure. Again, nobody really tells me anything. I only just started here last month. Callista Tyrel: :: gestures to Gila to put whatever that...gun looking thing in her hand is down for the moment :: Erich Jaenke: I am wired up, thanks to our doctor. Gila Orrak: :: Puts it down :: Callista Tyrel: Well...we just wanted to know when we can have fun on the strip.....we don't want to cause any trouble. Kansas Kenickie: McRoy> Why would I trust you? Cmdr JFarrington: Why would you not trust me, sir? Erich Jaenke: :: Uses his Betazoid ability to peer into KK's mind :: Annika Sorenson: Dude>. Yeah, yeah. No problem. I wish I could be more help. I'd just keep watching the news broadcasts to keep yourselves in the loop. That's what I've been doing. Good day ladies. I hope you have a pleasant rest of your stay. Kansas Kenickie: ~I have finished off more than 13.... maybe more than 100~ Erich Jaenke: ~one hundred.... :: his voice echos :: Was this a single mission... mission..... ~ Kansas Kenickie: McRoy> you are with them ::Points up:: with the tug boat so you are guilty like her. Kansas Kenickie: ~~ I got my first job at 15~ Erich Jaenke: ~ Okay...okay.. so this is total ~ Callista Tyrel: Thank you. Cmdr JFarrington: ::head-tilt, questioningly::: I'm guilty of what, sir? I'm a doctor. Annika Sorenson: Dude>. You're welcome. Good-bye. ::leaves the girls, heads onto his next delivery:: Cmdr JFarrington: Just because I'm on that ship doesn't make me guilty, sir. Kansas Kenickie: ~ I am sure I could do about 100 at once ::Fuzz like thinking about it how she would do it::~~ Callista Tyrel: :: walks the dude out and closes the door :: Lower decks guy for sure. Erich Jaenke: ~ What do you want to do? ~ Kansas Kenickie: McRoy> you can't sweet talk me Doctor... you are a troubled tug boat.. now go. Kansas Kenickie: I can kill him too ::Says it out loud:: Callista Tyrel: :: walks over to her drink and takes a sip :: Annika Sorenson: ::chuckles:: Seems so. Doesn't surprise me though. ::takes her drink and sips:: Cmdr JFarrington: ::refrains from laughing about the tug::: Aye, sir. :::exits his office and moves down the corridor toward the brig::: Erich Jaenke: ~ McRoy ~ :: Is enjoying a new mind :: Kansas Kenickie: ~ him, you.... anybody really. it is what I do best~ Cmdr JFarrington: :::turns the corner and is stopped by security, asking for credentials, which she supplies, explaining that she's a doctor::: Callista Tyrel: Well Gila, at least I am getting some research done for one of my alter egos.....Dabo Girl. :: a small laugh :: Erich Jaenke: ~ Sounds like you have issues well beyond McRoy, the killings... Kansas Kenickie: Did you ever wonder why I was tossed onto the Manticore? Gila Orrak: Do you know what you are getting yourself into. I heard a story about an officer named Jamieson who played that game. Annika Sorenson: ::giggles:: Kansas Kenickie: ~~ it isn't a problem, it is a job... I can't help it that I am good at it~~ Callista Tyrel: :: reclines on bed :: uh oh..how is said officer? Annika Sorenson: Why does that name sound familiar? Erich Jaenke: ~ Tries to calm things :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::security dude allows her access::: Erich Jaenke: ~ So, what's with the crystal? Calling old favors? ~ Kansas Kenickie: ~~ There are deeper sections then 31... ever think about that?! Cmdr JFarrington: :::slowly walking toward them, she stops, waiting for their attention::: Erich Jaenke: ~ Section 31...a? ~ Callista Tyrel: I just think, given the ship we are on and the experience on Mork's world...an alter ego might be of use. This is just initial research. Kansas Kenickie: ~~ a deeper section, one that... gets rid of people who are in the way~ Erich Jaenke: ~ I would do that on the ship, recycling the waste ~ Cmdr JFarrington: ::they seem fairly well... at least not beat up::: Annika Sorenson: I wonder who I'd be? Callista Tyrel: I don't know...but I think Gila can help us! Kansas Kenickie: ~ oh Lord I didn't get rid of the bodies.. not all of them~ Cmdr JFarrington: (lol) Gila Orrak: :: Following behind :: Help with us? Callista Tyrel: ( Jami is watching a telepathic conversation ) Erich Jaenke: ~ You know this lets me in on some things ~ Cmdr JFarrington: (true...she knows Erich very well... from long ago) Callista Tyrel: Well...someday...on Manticore, on a mission we might have to be something other than an Engineer or a Scientist. Right now....I am playing tourist....I think. Kansas Kenickie: ~ I am telling you more than McFly knows, I know I can trust you.... or kill you... which you know that too~ Erich Jaenke: ~ I'm not going that deep, so, I'll ask again, what do you wish to do? ~ Kansas Kenickie: ~you know I can. I don't know. Can you bust me out?~ Cmdr JFarrington: (prepare to pause) Annika Sorenson: I am also a tourist Callista Tyrel: I think with your brains Annika you can be anything. Cmdr JFarrington: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Cmdr JFarrington: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Cmdr JFarrington: That last line of Callista was perfect. Cmdr JFarrington: TBS, Boss? Annika Sorenson: lol' Kansas Kenickie: 2.8 minutes Cmdr JFarrington: grief... Callista Tyrel: hehe Cmdr JFarrington: 2.8 minutes it is. Kansas Kenickie: O:) Kansas Kenickie: any questions? Callista Tyrel: I found that interesting Commander Farrington was watching both of you have a mental conversation. Kansas Kenickie: it's Canadian time. Annika Sorenson: XD Erich Jaenke: Erich leaks. Kansas Kenickie: mental talk is always an honest answer Cmdr JFarrington: Heh... she was wondering what they were talking about, but since they're in the brig, she had a pretty good idea. Cmdr JFarrington: Canada eh? Anyway... anything else? Kansas Kenickie: I have nothing Callista Tyrel: none here. Cmdr JFarrington: All righty... Cmdr JFarrington: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  2. Hello Fiacre, and welcome aboard! This community is active on Friday, Sunday, and Monday. Between simulations, most of us post "logs" that enrich what has happened during the weekly simulation. You are welcome to come and watch, talk to the GMs, and see where you might fit in. Once again, welcome aboard, Cmdr Jami Farrington
  3. Manticore Brief 52006.22 "New Las Vegas" The team ends up on the streets after the crystal acquired by Commander Jaenke wreaks havoc with the planetary systems of New Las Vegas. The local forces close in on the team and some end up in a sticky wicket. In reality, their problems started years ago... Cmdr JFarrington: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Cmdr JFarrington: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Annika Sorenson: ::probably in their room with Callista and Gila:: Kansas Kenickie: ACTION> ::: Lights blink then go back to "Normal" :: Annika Sorenson: ::lucky not to part of that 'some':: Callista Tyrel: Annika get what you can....a bag...look touristy...it is our only..cover at the moment.... Gila Orrak: :: Listening to the others :: Annika Sorenson: ::Nods:: That's easy enough. Cmdr JFarrington: :::since she's in her SF uniform, of course they grab her::: Annika Sorenson: I didn't bring a whole lot of useful things. Annika Sorenson: ::but takes what she can:: Callista Tyrel: Well we just need to look like tourists... Purses, handbags....maps...guides... Cmdr JFarrington: ::and push her back inside:::: Gila Orrak: Can't that be on a data padd? Cmdr JFarrington: ::and not very nicely, either, but she did restrain herself and not knock out some of their teeth:: Annika Sorenson: I'm glad we have a lot of those. ::takes sunscreen, her sunglasses, maps and guides and other stuff"" Callista Tyrel: Gila..got your sunglasses? Callista Tyrel: :: hurries and gets her overly large sun hat...:: Gila Orrak: Well, we like tropical climates, so our eyes adjust to the sun on their own. :: shrugs :: Callista Tyrel: Okay...I will take the sun glasses...hehe...I forgot how much a good sun is like. Annika Sorenson: That is useful Annika Sorenson: At least you grew knowing that feeling. Not too much sun in Europa, I'm afraid ::smiles:: Kansas Kenickie: McRoy> OVER THE P.A. SYSTEM:: Please remain calm...... the small power drop is over ::Lies:: Callista Tyrel: :: listens to the voice over the hotel room emergency speaker :: Okay. That was an outright lie...and a bad one. Gathers her stuff...I still wish I knew what happened to Erich. Annika Sorenson: I wish I knew too. Kansas Kenickie: :::Moves as close as she can to the FF holding her, trying to find/see something:: Annika Sorenson: Yeah, pretty standard. I doubt much people fell for that, even real tourists Annika Sorenson: ::lathers on some sunscreen all over her body:: Callista Tyrel: I am still wondering how it managed to blast the Chief's PADD that was.....for that to happen, a EMP got through the alkatrite shielding... that is no easy task.. Callista Tyrel: Can I have some of that when you are though? Kansas Kenickie: ::Stomps her foot.....::: damnit McFly Annika Sorenson: Yeah, here you go ::hands it over to Callista:: Do Cardassians need sun tan lotion? ::to Gila:: Gila Orrak: Yeah, we are not invincible. Annika Sorenson: I don't know to be honest. Wish I knew more about that sort of thing. Kansas Kenickie: ACTION> THE LIGHTS IN THE BRIG GO OUT AND THE FORCE FIELD DROPS. Callista Tyrel: Gila...can you look at the map and find a destination..where we can walk to .....sort of another locale, a cover story of our move? Callista Tyrel: :: starts applying sunscreen in a hurry :: Kansas Kenickie: :::Backs up and feels a sharps shock throughout her whole body and drops to the floor out-for the count::: Gila Orrak: :: flips the paper map around :: This is... :: flips :: confusing Cmdr JFarrington: ::runs her hands through her hair and down the back of her neck::: (m) Dammit I'm a doctor, not a... ::she looks up at the officer staring down at her::: Kansas Kenickie: ACTION> FORCE FIELD IN THE BRIG GOES BACK UP AND THE LIGHTS RETURN TO NORMAL Callista Tyrel: Uhm just need a tourist location...walking distance...so we can agree on our stories. I dunno maybe I am overthinking this. :: hands Gila the Sunblock :: Annika Sorenson: ::looks over Gila's shoulder:: Huh, yeah..especially since I'm not familiar with this place eh? Callista Tyrel: :: walks over to Map near Gila :: Gila Orrak: I think we are here...or here. Kansas Kenickie: Big Hunky Man from before> ::Puts his hand over Jami's mouth and pulls her into the storage closet:: Callista Tyrel: :: looks :: Just an attraction...a bar...a casino....another something. Annika Sorenson: Like the pier, or harbour? Cmdr JFarrington: :::dragged into the closet::: Callista Tyrel: Yeah.....what is that...right there. La Playa? Your Sun and Fun Destination? Kansas Kenickie: ACTION> PIER PEOPLE ARE CLUELESS OF THE POWER OUTAGE Annika Sorenson: Sounds fun, sure Callista Tyrel: Gila....okay..." The Pier ....two out of four stars " Gah it will do. Erich Jaenke: :: Stands right behind Gila :: Callista Tyrel: ( Erich escaped the clutches of the Pit Boss ? ) Cmdr JFarrington: :::::hot, stuffy, filled with uniforms of the servers:::hm...:::: Kansas Kenickie: Big Hunky Man from before> ::Whispers into her ear:: 31 needs to clear out from this planet.... your XO is not safe here. Callista Tyrel: :: walks over to the Door and stops not opening it :: Damn. Annika Sorenson: What's wrong Callista? Annika Sorenson: ::puts on her flip flops:: Cmdr JFarrington: ::looks up:: (w) So tell me how to get out and I'll do it. Gila Orrak: :: Turns around :: Erich? :: sees no one :: Erich Jaenke: :: In the darkness :: Erich Jaenke: :: He is unsure where he is :: Kansas Kenickie: Big Hunky Man from before> we will clear the court. McRoy will be eliminated. Callista Tyrel: Commander Jami ordered us to stay put. And.... We are not currently in any danger. At this moment. We are .....technically sheltered in place. I can't disobey her order unless...we are in imminent danger. Kansas Kenickie: Big Hunky Man from before> ::Opens the door and pushes Jami out:: Erich Jaenke: Hello.... ello....llo... lo.. o :: He shouted into the dark Callista Tyrel: We are ready to leave at a moment's notice...we have a destination..and from what we can tell...well out the window...the city is not on fire or anything. Cmdr JFarrington: ::pushed out, still not sure how they're going to do this ,but following along::: Annika Sorenson: That's true. ::Looks out of the window:: But at least we're prepared, well, sort of. Kansas Kenickie: MAID> ::turns on the lights and looks at Erich::: the power outage is over..... how did you end up in the ballroom? Callista Tyrel: :: looks at Gila and Annika :: I think we are doing the right thing at the moment....we are ready to move...But Sheltered in Place...albeit by an idiot on the alarm system. Annika Sorenson: ::nods:: I agree with that Callista Tyrel: :: looks to Gila :: Okay with hanging tight just a bit longer? Cmdr JFarrington: :::follows along behind::: Gila Orrak: Sure, it will allow me to examine everyone a bit closely Kansas Kenickie: CASINO> SEEMS TO GO BACK TO NORMAL... FOR A CASINO Gila Orrak: I thought I heard Erich. Callista Tyrel: Examine Annika and I ? :: a bit puzzled by Gila's line :: Erich? like a whisper or something? Gila Orrak: Well, he is Betazoid. Annika Sorenson: But I already had my physical. Callista Tyrel: I am confused...:: walks and sits on the bed :: I thought Betazoids were empaths not telepaths.. Kansas Kenickie: Erich> ~~Betazoid "waves (PSI) " can feel his crew, but Kansas "Angry wave" drops from his PSI :: Annika Sorenson: ::Lays down on the bed next to Callista:: Weren't they both? Cmdr JFarrington: :::staying with the Hulk:::: Erich Jaenke: :: The black was so...err, black... it was not a great deal better on the telepathic side either :: Callista Tyrel: Yet I want to say one time on the ship I did here a whisper from him Kansas Kenickie: McRoy> ::Approaches Jami:: Commander Cmdr JFarrington: ::straightens up::: Sir! Callista Tyrel: I guess I would take your word over my ...mechanical gear head brain :: to Gila and Annika :: Erich Jaenke: :: Closes his eyes, though that seems meaningless in the pure dark, and felt with his mind :: Kansas Kenickie: McRoy> don't think you little games with the power will delay your court proceedings Cmdr JFarrington: Due respect, Sir. I have no idea what you're talking about. .. Kansas Kenickie: McRoy> your face tells me your are a liar.... your XO will be atomized into nothing. Your games won't stop me. Callista Tyrel: So I should listen for....signals from the chief...telepathic ones? :: puzzled :: Cmdr JFarrington: My face, Sir? My games? :::clueless expression::: Kansas Kenickie: McRoy> you know she is a killer, and I won't let you pretend to know otherwise. Cmdr JFarrington: Beg your pardon, sir. Who is a killer? Erich Jaenke: :: Realizes he has not taken medicine for a long while, no doubt the doctor's idea :: Annika Sorenson: ::smiles:: know how'd you do that, if you're not telepathic. Kansas Kenickie: McRoy> you call her Kansas, but she is known by several names. Cmdr JFarrington: :::curious expression, listening::: Kansas Kenickie: McRoy> your XO has killed 8 people I can prove... but I know her death count is around 60, maybe more. Callista Tyrel: I have a starship hull as a skull, so you are probably right...but I swear..on one occasion I heard him. :: shrugs :: So If any of us ever get a feeling he is present we should share the experience? Cmdr JFarrington: Due respect, sir. My XO is on earth. I'm along for the ride. Sir. Annika Sorenson: ::giggles:: Sounds good to me? Gila Orrak: We need to leave this hotel. Annika Sorenson: But we have to stay put... and where would we go? Gila Orrak: Right, we need to leave, but we have no destination. Callista Tyrel: :: looks to Gila :: Why? I need a darn good reason to disobey an order from a superior officer...even in New Las Vegas. Kansas Kenickie: McRoy> ::Points his finger in Jami's face:: I am no fool, and don't think I don't know your record either "Commander". Callista Tyrel: The Pier ...we agreed to that ..just an attraction nearby... Gila Orrak: :: laughs :: People used to take orders from me, but I guess those days are behind me. Annika Sorenson: Aw. Sorry about that Cmdr JFarrington: ::relaxed expression::: Don't believe you're a fool, sir. And my record? ::shrug:: Doesn't really matter. Sir. Callista Tyrel: Believe me if a clear and present danger presents itself...we are out the door undercover as....tourists on our way to that pier. Callista Tyrel: What rank did you have before Gila? Kansas Kenickie: McRoy> everything matters,, just because this is vagus doesn't mean we let everything go. Cmdr JFarrington: Understood, sir. Gila Orrak: Oh the double oh uses a more...fluid rank system Kansas Kenickie: McRoy> Court will start in 2 days. best say your goodbyes Cmdr JFarrington: To you, sir? Callista Tyrel: Sounds slippery. :: smiles :: Kansas Kenickie: McRoy> To Kenickie Callista Tyrel: :: looks at brochure on Dabo Gaming :: Ooh I needed this.. Kansas Kenickie: McRoy> ::walks away from her Cmdr JFarrington: Commander Kenickie, sir? She's already gone. Thought you knew that. Kansas Kenickie: McRoy> she is in my brig. Cmdr JFarrington: Is she? Kansas Kenickie: McRoy> in the Brig or dead Callista Tyrel: Saving that for future study. :: puts in purse :: Now...once we hear from the Commander..we are good to go. Cmdr JFarrington: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Cmdr JFarrington: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Cmdr JFarrington: Do we have a TBS? Kansas Kenickie: Thank you everyone for my attendance, I have Monday nights off now So I expect to be here Callista Tyrel: ooh...TBS? Cmdr JFarrington: Fantastic. Kansas Kenickie: TBS- 8-hours, it's the next day.... so Log away to get yourself settled Cmdr JFarrington: All righty. Kansas Kenickie: any questions ? Callista Tyrel: hmm...eight hours in a room oh oh.... Kansas Kenickie: Sleep my dear Cmdr JFarrington: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  4. ~MORE THAN A HANDFUL OF YEARS AGO~ By K.Kenickie The Academy campus was silent and the students were tucked away in their dooms studying for their finals. Others were putting the finishing touches on the exams that were to come. Kansas had picked the perfect night to complete her first solo mission. Some people would rather have the hustle and bustle of a busy campus to blend into, but not her. The sound of silence was all she needed to know that she was alone. All shades were pulled down and she had the place to herself. Even if there was a prying eye all they would see was another student walking across the quad. she had acquired a uniform, blonde wig and would blend in perfectly. Kansas stopped in front of the Apollo science building. She counted three windows across and four up. That was her target: a science nerd asking too many questions and poking the wrong bear. She removed a small device from her pocket and turned it on. It was the size of a ring box, but it had the power to take down every camera around her. She pulled her gloves on and started her climb up the side of the building, staying as close as she could manage in this gravity level. She knew her prize once she finished this mission: she would be the youngest in operations history to pass all her skills missions and a solo kill. She could move forward and have her pick of team operations or solo missions. Kansas froze. She was so deep in thought that she almost missed the sound of people walking across the quad, the shrill cackles of girls returning to their dorm from the library. Kansas tried to pull herself closer to the side of the building. She had decided to free climb the building—there would be no signs of her presence that way. She had one more level to climb. She wanted to sigh, her tolerance of fleet children was slim. The little Fleeters thought that they were the rulers of the stars... if they only knew how easy they had it. Once the quad drew silent, she started up to the fourth floor. The lights of the office were still on and that meant that her target was still hard at work, her hand slipped slightly on the ledge of the windowsill.... someone was expecting her, and dusted the ledge. Leaving no sign or evidence was clearly not an option anymore, she decided to climb higher than the ledge. So much for no sign. She hammered a climbing loop above the window, quickly slid the climbing cable into the loop and snapped the d-loop into the hook and hung freely from the building, then leaned back. Silently rotating upside down she was now standing on the top of the window looking in. Her target was busy- busy working away on his newest project. Kansas pulled out her key spanner and easily opened the lock to the window and turned off the alarm at the same time. She smirked as she returned the spanner to her belt and slid the window open without a sound. Kansas loosened climbing cable pushed off the building and landed in the lab crouched down making the slightest of noise. Doctor Whitehead was deep in thought examining the slides, then abruptly looked at his PADD. Kansas observed him for a moment, she couldn't see anything nefarious or criminal about the man. He was tall and lanky with a full head of white hair all disheveled; his lab coat was just as messy. Kansas didn't want to know what kind of yuck was on that thing. But it wasn't her job to think about the targets, her job was protecting those who couldn't handle the realities of the universe. It was time... Kansas walked up behind the Doctor and stood there for a moment. Did she want her first kill to be so easy? Then again... tomorrow is another day. Another day, another kill. Kansas pulled her knife and took a thick, tight grip of the Doctor's hair. She clearly startled him, from the sounds of his gasps and lack of struggling - her knife slid through his throat like it was melted butter. She let go of him and he dropped to the ground.... it had all gone as planned, maybe not getting blood all over herself but practice makes perfect. "HEY YOU!!" shouted someone from the door. Kansas tightened her cable and leaped out the window, pulled herself up to the climbing loop, put her feet against the top of the window and pulled on it until it released. When it did release Kansas could feel herself free falling to the ground below, but somehow she was able to grasp the ledge to the second windows ledge. She dangled there holding on with one hand, slowly got her footing and started the rest of her descent. By now alarms inside the building were blaring and security would soon lock the place down. With very few options, Kansas slid behind a Yew bush that was growing against a brick wall. She removed her cadet uniform, pulled the wig off and poured lighter fluid over all of it. She was left in a black tank top and matching shorts, pulled her hair back, and hoped that they would buy that she was an evening runner. She lit the clothes and wig on fire and slid down the long wall of yew bushes, scratching herself up in the process. Once she thought she was far enough away from both incidents she jogged out from behind the bushes and jogged off to the safe haven of the docks. ~ Gilbert sat on the floor next to his professor and couldn't help but cry. Security officers were asking him a million questions at once. Maybe it was shock or the trauma of watching the only person in his life that gave a damn about him get his throat slit open in front of him, but one thing he was sure of... he would never forget the face of that bitch and he would do everything he could to get her... make her suffer. "Cadet McRoy??... Cadet McRoy, we have questions that only you can answer." Repeated the security office for the third time.
  5. = /\ = Manticore Brief Stardate 52006.15 "New Las Vegas" = /\ = TBS is the next day at 0800. The rain has stopped, but everything is muddy. Cdr Kenickie’s black data crystal is plugged into the planet’s systems. Captain McRoy is determined to take Cdr Kenickie down. She is charged with 7 counts of murder. Those aboard Manticore take an @ Cmdr JFarrington: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Cmdr JFarrington: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Callista Tyrel: :: is up and about thanks to modern medicine at the Hotel...:: Annika Sorenson: ::eating breakfast at the hotel restaurant:: Cmdr JFarrington: ::not as sopping wet as she was last night, but she can look out the window and see mud and water everywhere::: Erich Jaenke: :: Wondered how he got from the table he was at to a bed, he gave Doctor Orrak looks when he could :: Annika Sorenson: ::enjoying a Full English breakfast:: Gila Orrak: :: Looks at her food :: Is this human food? Annika Sorenson: Yes? What did you order? Gila Orrak: I think it is a cooked egg, yellow. Annika Sorenson: Depends on what kind of egg it is. Erich Jaenke: :: Searches for a seat :: Callista Tyrel: :: walks over to Annika and Gila with her Breakfast and takes a seat :: Gila Orrak: :: Waves Jaenke over and pats the seat :: Over here Commander. I bite. Cmdr JFarrington: ::adjusting her uniform, gives it a check, then steps into the hotel corridor and down the stairs for breakfast:: Kansas Kenickie: Black crystal> ::Makes a whining sound and a red glow comes from the middle::: Erich Jaenke: :: Grimaces and sits down beside the doctor :: Callista Tyrel: :: in vacation attire :: Erich Jaenke: (crystal is where?) Callista Tyrel: Bacon..yum. Annika Sorenson: ::eats her sausage, also in a frilly dress and flip flops, full vacation mode:: Gila Orrak: Sleep well last night Commander? Kansas Kenickie: ((Who plugged it in)) Erich Jaenke: Yes, but I don't remember how I got to the bed. Cmdr JFarrington: Not exactly "well", Lieutenant. But feeling a lot better than last night. Callista Tyrel: Hi Chief...:: reaches for her OJ and takes a sip :: I am trying to decide if I want to ...remember last night completely. Erich Jaenke: :: pulls out his padd and reads the charges against her one more time :: Annika Sorenson: Heya... ::sips her coffee:: Cmdr JFarrington: :::snaps to the waiter to give her order, then joins the group with a sigh::: Gila Orrak: I hypo'ed you Commander, you were already out anyhow, but I had to make sure you'd not wake up. Erich Jaenke: :: Glared at Gila :: Doctor? Callista Tyrel: Hello Commander. Good Morning... Kansas Kenickie: Black Data Crystal> ::in the Casinos buffet Data port:: Cmdr JFarrington: ::dead stop and not a very congenial expression::: You hypoed me? Gila Orrak: You probably got the best sleep of all of us. Don't look at me like that. I did nothing to you in your sleep state. Gila Orrak: No, I hypo'ed our Chief engineer. :: slaps him on the shoulder :: Annika Sorenson: Hopefully our upcoming massage will help Kansas Kenickie: Black Data Crystal> ::Makes a loud Pop as it explodes Gila Orrak: Then again before he got up to energize him. :: pokes Erich :: Callista Tyrel: ( just how big of boom ? ) Erich Jaenke: :: sighs :: I certainly am enlightened. Cmdr JFarrington: ::leans forward, totally focused::: Whether it is your chief engineer or anyone else, unless one of us is in grave danger, that's a bad... :::looks up, hearing the explosion::: Kansas Kenickie: ACTION> All the lights on the whole planet go out Kansas Kenickie: ((A boom you could hear down the block)) Gila Orrak: It's dark. Annika Sorenson: What the?... Cmdr JFarrington: ::quiet, listening:: Cmdr JFarrington: ::holds up a hand for silence::: Erich Jaenke: Yeah. :: Checks his PADD and the local network :: Callista Tyrel: :: notes the power go...kaput :: Kansas Kenickie: Erich’s PADD> Blank~ Erich Jaenke: :: A alert icon appears on his screen :: (softly) An outage. Callista Tyrel: :: Notes Staff looking around quizzically :: Annika Sorenson: What happened? Gila Orrak: That sound then the power went out. :: eats her eggs :: Cmdr JFarrington: (w) Stay quiet. Anything happens, duck under the table. Annika Sorenson: Sounded bad. ::eats her eggs and sausage:: Erich Jaenke: :: Senses confusion from all around, drinks his juice :: Kansas Kenickie: Action> Automatic window flaps slam down with no power to the hydroelectric.... making it even darker Callista Tyrel: Keeps a hold of her...steak knife just in case..if that would work..:: Annika Sorenson: I hope I don't have t o run. Annika Sorenson: You can't run in flip flops. Callista Tyrel: You look fit Annika :: whispers :: Gila Orrak: Why, are you wearing high heels? Cmdr JFarrington: ::glare:: don't even whisper. Annika Sorenson: ::sticks out her leg to show off her flip flops:: No. Cmdr JFarrington: ::but they probably can't see her anyway::: Callista Tyrel: :: silences....suggesting to her...the Commander senses something big going down :: Annika Sorenson: ::also listens in silence:: Cmdr JFarrington: :::smells the air:: Kansas Kenickie: ACTION> ::the sounds of high charge phaser blasters could be heard going off, and people screaming:: Cmdr JFarrington: :::slow move in the direction of the slam:: Erich Jaenke: :: Listens to things around him :: Cmdr JFarrington: (w) Down. Annika Sorenson: ::Ducks under the table:: Callista Tyrel: :: gently takes the steak knife and puts in her purse and hears the weapons ...Damn. Gets under the table :: Kansas Kenickie: ACTION> Man’s voice: DEPART, CLEAR ALL EYES. Cmdr JFarrington: Down. ::goes into a crouch:: Follow me and don't trip anyone on the way. Erich Jaenke: :: Begins to follow, making sure the doctor is just behind :: Kansas Kenickie: ACTION> :::Lights turn back on:: Cmdr JFarrington: :::leads them out the back door, into the street, and to what seems like a safe place, but she doesn't trust anything:: Erich Jaenke: :: Sees lights turning back on :: Callista Tyrel: :: follows Jami while keeping low with her purse ..:: Cmdr JFarrington: (w) ::holds up a hand::: Stay put. Kansas Kenickie: Super Tall Man> ::Grabs Jami from behind:: Annika Sorenson: ::hunkered beside Callista:: Callista Tyrel: :: Sees the tallest guy she has ever seen grab the Commander...:: Cmdr JFarrington: :::doesn't move, wondering what he wants:: Annika Sorenson: ::still under the table:: Kansas Kenickie: Tall Man> ::Holds her tightly against himself:: Ma’am... you should take your team back inside Cmdr JFarrington: :::checking out his eyes, his expression, then nods and motions to the group to move back in::: Kansas Kenickie: Tall Man> ::Look at Callista:: Eyes to the ground or I will remove them. Callista Tyrel: :: hears team. And wonders what the heck that meant :: Callista Tyrel: Yeah okay..just on vacation here do not mind me.. :: complies and looks down :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::hand signal to zip the lip::: Annika Sorenson: ::Looks down as well:: Kansas Kenickie: :Tall Man> ::Lets go and zips off quickly::: Cmdr JFarrington: (meaning that he takes us away?) Annika Sorenson: (I thought he just ran off) Kansas Kenickie: casino> ::The shouts of people stealing money can be heard from the pit::: Kansas Kenickie: <he just zipped off>> Cmdr JFarrington: (copy) Kansas Kenickie: Pit Boss>> Everyone calm down... Cmdr JFarrington: (w) Stay with me. Cmdr JFarrington: :::glances around to see who is in uniform:::: Kansas Kenickie: Pit Boss> No one is leaving .... so everyone, back inside. Callista Tyrel: :: is in a floral tank top with blue denim shorts and sneakers :: Kansas Kenickie: Kansas> Taking a nappy:: Annika Sorenson: ::walks after them:: Callista Tyrel: :: sticks with Jami as ordered :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::keeping them away from the chaos of looting::: Cmdr JFarrington: :::we all end up close to an exit:::: Annika Sorenson: ::Looks around as well, in a pink blouse, loose skirt and pink flip flops, not the best covert or running attire:: Kansas Kenickie: Data Port> data port, wall, plant and postcard machine are all either melted and exploded: Cmdr JFarrington: ::the thought occurs to her that she's several years back in Manticore's problems... as usual:::: Kansas Kenickie: Pit Boss>> If you are staying at the casino, return to your rooms.. the rest go to the indoor tennis rooms. Cmdr JFarrington: (w) Move with me. Kansas Kenickie: Casino muscle man> ::Grabs Erich:: I saw you Erich Jaenke: Saw me what? Annika Sorenson: ::quietly follows:: Callista Tyrel: :: Callista cannot hear what Jami says with the chaos around..she just follows her hand gestures :: Kansas Kenickie: Casino muscle man> Put something in the data port..... Cmdr JFarrington: :::accesses the stairs, not trusting the lift, and climbs up to our quarters that just happen to be on the outside of the building near an exit ramp::: Callista Tyrel: :: sees someone grab Erich..:: Erich! Cmdr JFarrington: ::enters the room::: Callista Tyrel: Jami...Erich! Annika Sorenson: ::Looks at where Callista is pointing to:: Is he being arrested? Kansas Kenickie: Casino muscle man> you don’t look trustworthy either. Cmdr JFarrington: Lock the door when....::jerks around::: Annika Sorenson: It might be best not to approach them Cmdr JFarrington: Stay. In. The. Room. Callista Tyrel: Erich...:: wants to help her direct senior officer...but a reality of her tiny size compared to that guy and Jami’s voice...make her go inside the room :: Annika Sorenson: ::goes into the room as well:: Cmdr JFarrington: If you have to, use the exit ramp. Annika Sorenson: Not the vacation I was envisioning. Callista Tyrel: Sorry..but we can’t leave Erich down there… can we? Cmdr JFarrington: For now, stay here. I'm going back. And for * sake, stay together. Kansas Kenickie: <<you thought you would get a normal one?LOL>>> Cmdr JFarrington: Don't worry about him. He can take care of himself. I'm going down. Annika Sorenson: (lol) Callista Tyrel: okay...okay... :: exhales and walks over to the others :: Kansas Kenickie: Casino muscle man> ::Starts patting Erich down and checking his pockets:::: Callista Tyrel: :: looks around the room to see it had not been serviced yet...:: Cmdr JFarrington: Lock the door. SOS knock to open the door. Cmdr JFarrington: :::steps out, closing the door behind her and slips down the stairs looking for Erich::: Callista Tyrel: Copy. Good Luck Commander. :: looks at her uniform :: Do not stand out too much. Callista Tyrel: :: locks door :: Annika Sorenson: ::smiles:: I look like a tourist. Kansas Kenickie: <<Casino muscle man Is questioning you because you don’t look like an honest person>> Annika Sorenson: ::puts a hand on Callista's shoulder:: I'm sure it'll turn out okay in the end. Callista Tyrel: Yeah..:: turns to Annika :: The commander does not...might be why that tall guy went to her so fast. Erich Jaenke: :: something is happening :: Callista Tyrel: But Erich...:: places her Hand on Annika’s :: Thanks Annika Sorenson: Yeah, probably. We're just normal vacationers. Kansas Kenickie: Casino muscle man 2> ::Grabs Jami:: Cmdr JFarrington: :::Casino man 2::: Got a problem? Kansas Kenickie: Casino muscle man2> you are everywhere I look... Cmdr JFarrington: ::snort:: I'm only one person. You've got to be kidding. Kansas Kenickie: Casino muscle man2> ::Pulls her along with him::: Callista Tyrel: Okay let's take an inventory of what we have...:which for me is not much::. Annika Sorenson: And for me is even less. I didn't bring much except for beach stuff. Cmdr JFarrington: :::slight chuckle::: You got a problem, man. Can't even be near me. Think I'm gonna take you down? Kansas Kenickie: Casino muscle man2> ::Puts Jami in the Pit Boss’s office:: Stay here. :::Locks the door:: Callista Tyrel: Kansas is rubbing off on me...for some reason I walked out the Restaurant with the Steak Knife... Annika Sorenson: Heh.. given time maybe she'll rub off on me too. Callista Tyrel: I do have my communicator in my purse..do you have a PADD Annika? Annika Sorenson: Yeah, I do. ::gets her PADD from her bed:: Cmdr JFarrington: :::headshake:: Talk about scared. These guys have a problem. Kansas Kenickie: Kansas> ::Plays with her hand/leg cuffs:: Cmdr JFarrington: :::the door opens and Erich is thrown in, almost knocking her down::: Callista Tyrel: Okay..I take it the replicator is kaput ? :: walks over to take a look :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::cough, straightening up::: ::deep breath::: You okay? Annika Sorenson: I think so.. unless they managed to restore full power Callista Tyrel: :: walks up to Replicator :: It is in its restart phase...this civilian model probably is going to take an hour or so. Callista Tyrel: what I would not give for my....:: thinks :: Manticore. Cmdr JFarrington: ::checking Erich out for bruises or otherwise::: Annika Sorenson: I'd like that as well. Callista Tyrel: :: walks over to her purse and retrieves her Communicator :: Cmdr JFarrington: :::Erich:: And next furlough, everyone keeps a badge handy in case we need to beam out. Callista Tyrel: Can’t beam a weapon down..but other things. Callista Tyrel: +Manticore+ Tyrel to Manticore..Lt Tyrel to Manticore.. Cmdr JFarrington: ::kneels down::: Commander, talk to me. Erich Jaenke: Where am I? Annika Sorenson: ::kicks off her flip flops and puts her feet up on the table:: Cmdr JFarrington: :::checks his eyes, pulse, and a few other things::: Talk to me, Erich. Erich Jaenke: Implanted... Callista Tyrel: +Manticore+ I need a small care package. ....please send to these coordinates. Cmdr JFarrington: Implanted. What is implanted? Callista Tyrel: :: looks to Annika:: hope they like my request list… and if they can send it. Annika Sorenson: They probably will. Hopefully soon. Callista Tyrel: Just a tricorder and a med kit Cmdr JFarrington: Action> No response from Manticore. Erich Jaenke: Implanted comms. Callista Tyrel: :: hears a declined beep :: Sounds like silent running rules may be in effect. Cmdr JFarrington: ::nods, stops talking and uses sign language instead:::: Cmdr JFarrington: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Cmdr JFarrington: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Cmdr JFarrington: Thank you Cmdr JFarrington: Wow.. what a sim. Callista Tyrel: :: paused :: Cmdr JFarrington: Okay.. the Boss says we'll take it from here. Cmdr JFarrington: So TBS is zero. Cmdr JFarrington: Questions, comments? Callista Tyrel: Hmm...a calculated risk..trying to contact the ship.. Erich Jaenke: Ugh Cmdr JFarrington: yep. Callista Tyrel: But....we got medical stuff to treat hangovers! Cmdr JFarrington: For all we know, the ship might be compromised. Erich Jaenke: World be a good angle. Cmdr JFarrington: Very well... Cmdr JFarrington: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  6. The McRoy Conspiracy Cdr Kansas Kenickie Captain McRoy was extremely pleased with himself, he had finally caught that (B)witch that killed his mentor... the man who was like a father to him. He had been searching for that face since he had finished the academy and now... NOW! He has her in his brig. There had been so many close calls and images that he knew were her but his case had been bumped down to low priority or worse—no confirmation on ID's of both people. Now that she was on his posting it was his call on what was to be done. McRoy sat down in a huff and turned his monitor on and accepted the incoming call. An older woman with a small weasley face came on the screen. "McRoy... this again? you have been after this mystery women for what ...Over 15 years, you were still a cadet. My advice is to leave it alone. Mashell Whitehead was into projects most people didn't want to know about. I can only guess that those unconfirmed projects are what got him killed. It was a part of his life he didn't tell anyone about, and for good reason as you don't you? it got him killed and many enemies along the way. Most of the lunar council disagreed with his project ideas, even the Federation President himself had a word with him on his weapons projects and then his science under the table deals he was proven to have a hand in it. for your own career. LET. IT. GO" The screen went black and the fleet logo came on the screen... This wasn't over.. he was going to make her pay.
  7. = /\ = Manticore Brief Stardate 52006.8 "New Las Vegas" = /\ = TBS is Zero. It is still a Dark and Stormy Night Repairs on the USS Manticore continue. Captain McFly is improving. Cdr Kenickie killed under orders of SpecOps. Cdr Jaenke retrieved her black crystal and plugged it in as requested. At sim begin the black crystal should have served its purpose. Those aboard ship (if there are any) take an @ Cmdr JFarrington: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Cmdr JFarrington: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Cmdr JFarrington: ::in the rain, figuring out what to do::: Callista Tyrel: :: peeks her head out from her blanket :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::turns to Erich::: Commander, I suggest that we round up the crew and talk this out. Cmdr JFarrington: And get out of this rain... ::not a happy camper:: Annika Sorenson: ::under her blankets, reading a PADD:: Erich Jaenke: :: Fidgeting with his pocket :: Yes we should. Callista Tyrel: :: decides to use the head ..tries to be covert but bumps into a lamp on her way :: ouch!.....:: giggles :: Cmdr JFarrington: :::Erich::: You know this place better than I, since I've never been here. Take the lead. Callista Tyrel: Pardon me. :: sneaks into restroom :: Erich Jaenke: :: Nods :: Just a few levels above. They should be in the same room. Annika Sorenson: ::giggle:: Where you... ahh.. Callista Tyrel: :: notes chrono...geesh it is late...or early how one puts it :: Erich Jaenke: :: Enters the lift and heads to their level :: Callista Tyrel: :: finishes and exits the restroom and basically dives onto her bed :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::her uniform is sopping wet and she is almost to shiver stage:: Callista Tyrel: :: does not hear Gila..perhaps she is asleep :: Annika Sorenson: Hope you washed your hands. Erich Jaenke: :: Glances at his padd :: I think this is the room. Cmdr JFarrington: ::mutter:: You'd think that Starfleet would make uniforms that shed water. ::nod::: Good. Callista Tyrel: I swear I did..but did I ...refresh the fresher? Callista Tyrel: :: goes under the cover...the drinks really making her want to sleep :: Erich Jaenke: You trade one property for another. Shed water, not thermally viable. Annika Sorenson: ::yawns, and looks at the time as well:: Callista Tyrel: :: turns off the lamp...on the third try adjacent to her bed :: Cmdr JFarrington: I see.... Gila Orrak: :: In her gown :: Erich Jaenke: :: Hits the chime on the door and shrugs :: Callista Tyrel: :: in BSG style tank and shorts :: Callista Tyrel: Annika....was...that the door? Erich Jaenke: This should be the room.. This place is so large. Cmdr JFarrington: ::nods, beginning to shiver::: Cmdr JFarrington: Want me to take a shot? ::not literally::: Annika Sorenson: Who's there? Callista Tyrel: Annika? :: hears the chime and stumbles to the door :: Who is it? Erich Jaenke: :: Muffled :: The entertainment. Cmdr JFarrington: Your commanding officer! Annika Sorenson: Oh, come in. ::opens the door:: Cmdr JFarrington: :::steps in::: Got a blanket? Or an extra uniform? Callista Tyrel: :: taps view screen and verifies :: Enter...but...give me a ...:: dives to hide in her bed :: Callista Tyrel: :: squints :: Chief? ...Commander? Gila Orrak: Take it off, take it...oh, it's you.. Annika Sorenson: ::stumbles back to her bed:: Erich Jaenke: We are wet. Wait, what time is it now ? Callista Tyrel: :: covers up :: sorry err..commander...:: looks to Erich :: Sir....uh towels in the head sirs. Cmdr JFarrington: Time to get a move on and find out how to get our XO out of . Annika Sorenson: We can replicate some yes.. it's err, 0130? Erich Jaenke: If we can get dry and sit we can talk about this a bit before we rest here. Callista Tyrel: :: looks at chrono and looks..well...a bit drunk :: Something change? Erich Jaenke: :: Feels embarrassed for being here with them even though they all serve on the same ship :: Callista Tyrel: :: gestures from her bed to the head :: Your welcome. Sorry the room is messed up. As well as my head I think. Annika Sorenson: Anything we can do to help, sure? Amanda Davis PhD: @ :::taking care of Captain McFly::: Callista Tyrel: Commander we asked for....supplemental....towels...you are....welcome to them. Gila Orrak: :: sits up in her bed and listens from afar :: You look like someone with no solution Commander Jaenke. Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::he's sound asleep, though his vitals are stable::: Erich Jaenke: :: Quickly drys his hair, letting it go everywhere :: Erich Jaenke: You would be right Doctor Orrak. Cmdr JFarrington: :::using the replicator to replicate something that's warm, cozy, and dry::: Callista Tyrel: Sorry Commander..this is a bit awkward. Should we like...detox on the ship? Erich Jaenke: Bah, let me dry off and get a robe or something... Callista Tyrel: :: not sure what to do...something must of happened :: Erich Jaenke: No. :: waving off before entering the head. A commotion could be heard as Erich searched the shelves and other areas of the head :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::and out comes a SF uniform, minus the pins and stripes she should have, but it's dry and warm, so she's not going to crab about it::: Callista Tyrel: Is Kansas okay? Erich Jaenke: :: Comes out in what is clearly a woman's robe :: This is all they had... :: goes to the table to sit, getting a coffee before settling down.:: Erich Jaenke: :: sips :: She's fine as one could be in a cell on this planet. It's clean. Rather mechanical than high tech. Annika Sorenson: Any developments happen? Cmdr JFarrington: ::enters the head, replicated uniform and boots, after hanging her formal uniform to dry::: Callista Tyrel: :: looks at Erich and giggles and puts her hand on her mouth to stop a bit late :: Annika Sorenson: ::Smiles:: Gila Orrak: :: Gives him a look :: Erich Jaenke: How can I put this simply... Callista Tyrel: Sorry ...sirs..... Cmdr JFarrington: :::stops cold, regarding Erich, and bites her lips to keep from laughing::: Erich Jaenke: :: waves her off :: It's fine, if you only knew what I could sense in people you'd get a whole new perspective. Erich Jaenke: :: Thinks....pink :: Erich Jaenke: Kansas, our executive officer... is... :: sips :: Annika Sorenson: ::perks up:: Gila Orrak: A bi.. Cmdr JFarrington: :::sits on the edge of Callista's bed, listening::: Erich Jaenke: Guilty... Annika Sorenson: Guilty? Erich Jaenke: Yes... the evidence is pretty solid. Annika Sorenson: ::Why is she not surprised?:: This planet doesn't have capital punishment does it? Gila Orrak: Forensic evidence? Callista Tyrel: :: puts her hair into a ponytail :: How did these local....:: slurred a bit :: Goons...nail Kansas? Cmdr JFarrington: :::decides to sit tight and listen::: Erich Jaenke: Not that I know of Sorenson and I have the forensic evidence for you Doctor. Callista Tyrel: :: listens :: Erich Jaenke: She ordered, well asked, that I retrieve a crystal from her personal quarters and place it in the first terminal on this planet that will accept it. Erich Jaenke: I did so and... almost nothing happened. Then....the terminal did not like it. Alarms sounded and I got the crystal and ran out of there. Erich Jaenke: Maybe she was calling in favors. Callista Tyrel: Did that black thing...send a signal somewhere? Annika Sorenson: Maybe? Erich Jaenke: Maybe it was to ping off of various systems to not track a message, but I did not stick around to find out Callista Tyrel: Commander Jami...question? Cmdr JFarrington: Go ahead.. Annika Sorenson: ::listens, looks at Callista:: Callista Tyrel: Ma’am I have had...waaayy too much to drink....but I think...Black Ops is not going to just let its dirty towels be aired to dry in public! Callista Tyrel: You know this stuff better than I....we might be Ordered to get her out! Gila Orrak: Unless they needed someone to take the fall. It's what the Obsidian Order would do, if I knew anything about that. Callista Tyrel: :: winces to her head :: Sorry.. Cmdr JFarrington: ::thinking about that one before answering::: There are many things I know, most of which I can't say. Cmdr JFarrington: If she was in Black Ops we wouldn't know that she was. Cmdr JFarrington: Clandestine Ops is one thing. Covert Ops is another. Black Ops.... You wouldn't know. Callista Tyrel: Kansas left to rot in a jail....spilling secrets ..does not seem likely to this one :: points to her self for some odd reason :: Callista Tyrel: Okay I will be quiet now. Annika Sorenson: ::Smiles at Callista:: Cmdr JFarrington: ::looks to Erich::: Commander Jaenke has that in hand. The wheels are rolling, and that's all I can say. Callista Tyrel: :: looks at Erich :: Annika Sorenson: That's nice... anything we can do? Cmdr JFarrington: ::waiting for Erich to answer that one::: Erich Jaenke: I would say act on a moment's notice. Erich Jaenke: This is like our mission with Mork, there are larger players at work here. Callista Tyrel: Well no more drinks for me ...which is probably a very good thing. Cmdr JFarrington: ::glance to Callista, then back to Erich::: Erich Jaenke: :: smiles at Tyrel :: Annika Sorenson: ::nods:: Callista Tyrel: Question is.......do we go back to the Ship....Or....do we :: gestures lazily around :: play a part of vacationing girls.....to make them think...that is why we are all here. :: smiles :: Gila Orrak: You should rest here Commander, unless you have ship duties or don't work well with others, medically speaking. Callista Tyrel: :: looks to Jami :: Cmdr JFarrington: Lieutenant Leander is in command on Manticore at the moment. Erich Jaenke: :: yawns :: We should play as if we are doing what was expected of us, R and R. Annika Sorenson: That's fine with me. Cmdr JFarrington: ::nods to Erich:: Agreed. Erich Jaenke: Commander, we should let them know to be on extra alert. KK would not let me in on what would happen, or who. Callista Tyrel: Alright....well ...if I can get sober! My date with Ricky is a go! :: sounds overly cheerful :: Erich Jaenke: :: Lays his head down :: I know I have read too much to concentrate much longer. Cmdr JFarrington: Indeed. And :::looks around the room::: NOTHING we have said or discussed is to leave this room. Understood? Callista Tyrel: Yes Sir. Erich Jaenke: :: Does a stare towards Orrak :: Gila Orrak: :: simply smiles :: Annika Sorenson: Yes, understood Cmdr JFarrington: ::stare at Annika::: Annika Sorenson: ::smiles:: Annika Sorenson: Stay safe and dry Callista Tyrel: Commander, :: to Jami :: Don’t touch the brandy...it is stronger...than I thought. Erich Jaenke: I am sure you understand this Doctor Orrak? Cmdr JFarrington: Thank you, Lieutenant. Gila Orrak: Sure Commander. Not even to the double oh will I speak. Callista Tyrel: :: looks to Erich :: uhm are you going to get a room sir? Gila Orrak: :: falls asleep :: Gila Orrak: :: head buried in his folded arms on the table :: Cmdr JFarrington: :::stands, grabbing her now dry uniform::: I’ll get a room. Annika Sorenson: Hope Erich does too. Cmdr JFarrington: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Cmdr JFarrington: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Cmdr JFarrington: Thank you Cmdr JFarrington: Erich, anything for the crew? Erich Jaenke: No, nice sim Cmdr JFarrington: At least we got some to sober up :-D Cmdr JFarrington: Questions or comments from the crew? Callista Tyrel: lol...TBS ? Cmdr JFarrington: Ah... TBS will be... morning? Cmdr JFarrington: Sound good? Cmdr JFarrington: 0800. Annika Sorenson: ok Callista Tyrel: sounds great.. Erich Jaenke: Right, at the breakfast all hotels have Cmdr JFarrington: Sounds like a plan. Erich Jaenke: They Might Be Eggs Cmdr JFarrington: Very well... Callista Tyrel: After the 24th century hangover pills ... Cmdr JFarrington: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  8. = /\ = Manticore Brief Stardate 52006.1 "New Las Vegas" = /\ = TBS is 1 hour | It is still a Dark and Stormy Night Repairs on the USS Manticore continue. Captain McFly is improving. Cdr Kenickie killed under orders of SpecOps. Cdr Jaenke retrieved her black crystal and plugged it in as requested. At sim begin the black crystal should have served its purpose. Cmdr JFarrington: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Cmdr JFarrington: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Callista Tyrel: :: is with Annika and Gila :: Cmdr JFarrington: @ :::Manticore's bridge, pacing:: Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::tending to the captain::: Erich Jaenke: :: Making his way back to the hotel, but they all look the same :: Callista Tyrel: :: notes the thunderstorm still continuing :: Annika Sorenson: ::lying on her bed, relaxing with another drink:: Callista Tyrel: :: sipping a beverage and flicks on the viewer :: Callista Tyrel: :: notes the New Las Vegas Late night news is on...:: Erich Jaenke: :: The evening was late and the night was dark, even considering the well-lit nature of this planet :: Callista Tyrel: ( would the local news have a certain CO’s arrest on it? ) Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::stops pacing, watches the screen for a moment, then::: Lieutenant Klaxon, you have the con. I'm going planetside. Cmdr JFarrington: @ Klaxon> Aye, Commander. I have the con. Annika Sorenson: ::watches the viewer:: Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::gears up, setting her phaser on stun:::: Erich Jaenke: :: Looks around, in a mild panic as the crystal may have alerted someone to his location :: Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::and a few knives to make sure::: Callista Tyrel: Stormy Smith> Strong ionic storms rolling over the valley right now, I would not recommend leaving the city..the grid is taking a lot of hits at you can see here...:: gestures :: Cmdr JFarrington: @ +Erich+ Commander, coming to your location. ::nods to the transporter officer::: Erich Jaenke: +Farr+ What? Why? Annika Sorenson: Hmm, yeah... it looks bad. How long this storm gonna last? ::sprawls on her bed upside-down with her feet on the pillow:: Cmdr JFarrington: :::takes a good look around before tracking him down::: Callista Tyrel: Stormy Smith Human Weather guy>. I am forecasting clearing skies in the morning..with a high ..of 40 C tomorrow afternoon. Callista Tyrel: :: stretches :: Where do they get these guys...and their names... Annika Sorenson: Ugh Cmdr JFarrington: :::spotting him not far away::: Annika Sorenson: Straight outta central casting Callista Tyrel: :: looks to Annika :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::on approach, she nods::: Commander. Callista Tyrel: Bajoran Female> In other news, a prominent Starfleet officer has been arrested... Annika Sorenson: ::perks up and looks at the screen:: Amanda Davis PhD: @ :::watching the captain as he sleeps, somewhat peacefully:: Gila Orrak: :: Takes another drink :: Annika Sorenson: ::Sips her drink:: Callista Tyrel: Bajoran Female>. Fleet Admiral Boris Ukov was arrested by metro police in front of the Atom Resort for public intoxication... Cmdr JFarrington: :::Erich seems anxious:: Callista Tyrel: Bajoran Female> Metro Police were called to the scene in the middle of a Down Pour...with the Starfleet Admiral reportedly shouting… “The End is near”. Erich Jaenke: Yes. :: holding a crystal in his hand :: This thing is dangerous. Annika Sorenson: Fleet Admiral? Callista Tyrel: Bajoran Female> A Starfleet official refused to comment on the situation....we will be right back after this. Gila Orrak: :: Hates the waiting, even though she should be accustomed :: Cmdr JFarrington: I understand that. I suggest that you hide it somewhere in your uniform. Callista Tyrel: I thought I would hear about the Commander...Maybe Our Division has censored the story from the broadcasts. Annika Sorenson: Hmm, maybe. ::takes another drink:: Callista Tyrel: These broadcasts leave the planet..odd they would embarrass an Admiral...but a commander on murder charges? Is someone upstairs on the scene controlling things now? Erich Jaenke: If I could only hide it further. :: places it in his shirt :: Cmdr JFarrington: What were you supposed to do with it? Callista Tyrel: :: sips brandy :: It would not surprise me..if this thing is all censored. And those that did write anything were ordered to retract. Annika Sorenson: I dunno.. ::kicks her legs behind her against the headrest:: I wouldn't put it past 'em either. ::sips a glass of wine:: Erich Jaenke: I placed it in the first terminal I could find Erich Jaenke: It appeared to do nothing... integrated itself into the terminal, then went out Callista Tyrel: :: notes Gila :: You okay ? Cmdr JFarrington: :::stare at him, thinking:: Gila Orrak: Oh I am fine my young friend. This is not the reprieve I was expecting. Cmdr JFarrington: I think it might be a good idea to hide in the shadows rather than in bright light. Annika Sorenson: That's good to hear. Yeah, I wasn't expecting this either. Cmdr JFarrington: Do you know what it's supposed to do? Callista Tyrel: Yeah..this has been an interesting leave. For sure :: takes another sip :: Annika Sorenson: Still looking forward to our massage sessions tomorrow. Erich Jaenke: I was not told what it does, only to do what I did. Callista Tyrel: Ricky! Yes! :: giggles :: Annika Sorenson: ::chuckles:: Cmdr JFarrington: I suppose that we wait and see, then. Callista Tyrel: I think I am going to have a hangover tomorrow I fear. Annika Sorenson: There's medication for that in the first aid box. This hotel really does think of everything Callista Tyrel: Oh that is good..because I have had..waaayy to much to drink tonight. :: returns to her brandy :: Annika Sorenson: Yeah. so did I at the bar. ::sips her wine:: Erich Jaenke: Probably contacting someone if I had to guess, but I don't know who. Callista Tyrel: Yeah...glad we made it up here. Thanks Gila for that help. Cmdr JFarrington: So we wait and see. For now, let's get inside. It's getting colder. Erich Jaenke: Yes, the nights are cold here. Annika Sorenson: ::smiles:: Callista Tyrel: ::: fluffs her pillow and lies down again..drink on the small dresser :: Cmdr JFarrington: And the rain will start again soon. Gila Orrak: So, are we going to head to our quarters or sit in this bar? Cmdr JFarrington: ::checks the sky::: Cmdr JFarrington: Show me the way, Commander. Cmdr JFarrington: Actually, I should call you Erich. It's less noticeable. Callista Tyrel: ( oops we are in the room Gila ) Erich Jaenke: :: Nods :: I believe it is this way.. Gila Orrak: Wait, where are we? Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::the captain stirs and moans a little::: Annika Sorenson: ::watches out of the window:: Cmdr JFarrington: ::follows along::: Callista Tyrel: ( brought drinks up ) Annika Sorenson: In our room? Gila Orrak: Really... oh. :: puts her head in a pillow :: Callista Tyrel: I hope.... hope... uh...where am I... :: wonders how much she did have to drink :: Callista Tyrel: :: bursts out laughing :: Gila Orrak: I have not drank anything for a long time... and it shows Gila Orrak: Where is he? That Beta man... was he supposed to dance for us? Cmdr JFarrington: :::hoping the rain doesn't start again until they're inside::: Erich Jaenke: :: Looks up at the buildings :: These all look alike, but I think it's the next one. Annika Sorenson: ::giggles:: Cmdr JFarrington: :::they all look the same to her::: Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::the captain seems to be having a nightmare::: Callista Tyrel: Wait..there was a Beta man supposed to dance for us! Frak...I blew it again! Erich Jaenke: :: Enters the hotel :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::enters behind him::: Annika Sorenson: Aww. I hope he'll be back tomorrow... what is a Beta man? Cmdr JFarrington: ::slips her weapons under her jacket::: Callista Tyrel: Gila..who was Beta man? I cannot remember !! :: chuckles :: Gila Orrak: Erich.. his name is Erich. Cmdr JFarrington: ::looking around::: Nice place. Erich Jaenke: :: Goes through the doors :: Callista Tyrel: :: blinks :: Wait...the Chief? Dance? Annika Sorenson: He can dance? Gila Orrak: He's a chief? Callista Tyrel: :: reaches for drink ...spills it..picks up the glass and plunks it on the dresser :: I had no clue!!! Gila Orrak: But he's with that Keb woman...drives the ship. Gila Orrak: Or does she push it? Annika Sorenson: ::nods:: Cmdr JFarrington: :::following Erich::: Erich Jaenke: :: Enters a lift :: Annika Sorenson: only if it gets stuck in the snow. Cmdr JFarrington: ::steps in behind him:: Erich Jaenke: Heading to the three women's quarters. Callista Tyrel: NO she does not PUsh the ship...The chief makes me push the ship! Cmdr JFarrington: :: a little more relaxed::: Callista Tyrel: :: clearly intoxicated :: Cmdr JFarrington: (I noticed) Annika Sorenson: ::stumbles over to Callista:: Somebody's gotta. Callista Tyrel: And you...Annika...:: use those sensors and push things out of our way! :: Erich Jaenke: :: Chimes the door to their quarters :::: Beep beep boop :: Callista Tyrel: :: notes the door :: Cmdr JFarrington: :::watching up and down the corridor::: Callista Tyrel: Uh...Enter!!! :: hides under blanket :: Annika Sorenson: Who is it? Annika Sorenson: ::under her blanket as well:: Erich Jaenke: :: Enters their quarters :: It's Erich and Farrington. Cmdr JFarrington: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Cmdr JFarrington: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Cmdr JFarrington: Thank you Cmdr JFarrington: Good job, all. Cmdr JFarrington: Erich, anything for the crew? Erich Jaenke: Nope, though synthohol the next time Cmdr JFarrington: Good idea. Cmdr JFarrington: Questions or comments from the crew? Callista Tyrel: That is a funny sight CO and Chief walked into . Cmdr JFarrington: For sure Annika Sorenson: heh yea Cmdr JFarrington: TBS will be zero for now. Cmdr JFarrington: Anyway, great job. Cmdr JFarrington: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  9. = /\ = Manticore Brief Stardate 52005.25 "New Las Vegas" = /\ = TBS is 1 hour. It is a Dark and Stormy Night Repairs on the USS Manticore continue. Captain McFly is slowly but constantly improving. Cdr Kenickie has been arrested on 5 counts of murder. Commander Farrington is now OIC on Manticore. Thinking Manticore is a tugboat, other ships in orbit try to bump her off. Note: Pakleds don't know how to do that 'cause they're... Pakleds. Cmdr JFarrington: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Cmdr JFarrington: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Erich Jaenke: :: In their suite :: Annika Sorenson: ::in their hotel room, lying on Callista's bed looking at a PADD:: Kansas Kenickie: ::in her cell with shackles On::: perfect Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::bridge, watching out for Packleds::: Erich Jaenke: :: Reading and more reading :: Callista Tyrel: :: notes the Storm outside from the window :: Gila Orrak: :: Looking into a mirror :: Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::checking the captain's vital signs, and he is progressing::: Annika Sorenson: I always liked the sound of rain against a window. It's so relaxing... Annika Sorenson: I'm also glad we made it inside before it started to pour. It really did come out of nowhere, didn't it? Kansas Kenickie: :::Pulls the pull off her boot, then a pip:: matures Callista Tyrel: Just like a monsoon storm in Arizona.. Gila Orrak: Their weather modification forecast said it would last into the night. Kansas Kenickie: ::slips the tab through the pip hole and squeezes it together:: Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::checking with the corpsman because she has been watching the captain closely::: Annika Sorenson: ::nods:: You wanna book an appointment for a masseuse. tomorrow? They have a list of the staff on hand you can book with. Callista Tyrel: :: sits down on a chair, one of two in that typical hotel room coffee table setup :: Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::looks up:: Lieutenant Leander, watch the ship at your starboard. Callista Tyrel: That sounds great Annika. Kansas Kenickie: ::She slowly slides the tab to the keyhole and spins the pip around until it interrupts the magnetic field- and the first cuff comes off:: Cmdr JFarrington: @ Leander> Aye, ma'am. It's been moving in slowly, but getting pretty dam... er.. .darn close. Gila Orrak: So, what do Starfleet girls do for fun? Drinking it seems... Annika Sorenson: ::giggles:: Drinking is one thing, yes... so is going for massages, and shopping if it's available. Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::to the Corpsman:: Megan, talk to him as much as you can. Pretend that he's awake. Annika Sorenson: Oh, and maybe a nice mani-pedi afterwards. Erich Jaenke: :: Gets up and goes to the counter of the police station :: Am I able to see my client? Callista Tyrel: Well it is a learning experience Gila. This is my first long leave since I Joined the ship Amanda Davis PhD: @ Megan> ::smiles:: I understand that often stimulates the brain. Annika Sorenson: Same for me too. Gila Orrak: :: Shakes her head, still looking at herself :: Amanda Davis PhD: @ Yes, it does. And it might even wake him up. Annika Sorenson: My first long shore leave since graduating the Academy. Kansas Kenickie: ::Gets to work on the next one:: Gila Orrak: I'm not even Starfleet. Callista Tyrel: :: puts her feet up on the coffee table :: Callista Tyrel: Still, I cannot get Kansas out of my mind.. Annika Sorenson: ::Sits next to Cal and does likewise, still looking at her PADD:: It's a very nice looking spa. ::sighs:: I know. I wish there was more we could do. Erich Jaenke: :: Goes to see his client :: Callista Tyrel: Gila what would you like to do? Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::fairly calmly:: Leander, ten degrees to port, four degrees up angle.... NOW! Erich Jaenke: :: Arrives at the Commander's cell :: Cmdr JFarrington: @ Leander> Aye, ma'am. Ten degrees to port... four up... Kansas Kenickie: Adm Roy> :::Very excited to have caught his killer:: Annika Sorenson: ::watches the storm from out of the large window, overlooking the mountains:: Cmdr JFarrington: @ :::sigh of relief::: I think most of those ships are drunk most of the time. Cmdr JFarrington: @ Leander> Agreed, ma'am. I'll keep an eye out. Kansas Kenickie: Hello Erich ::looking pleased with herself as she drops the cuffs on the floor of her cell:: Erich Jaenke: It looks like I'm the closest thing to a legal representative you have on the ship. Cmdr JFarrington: @ Press the green, blue, and red button simultaneously. The ship will move by itself. Cmdr JFarrington: @ :::stands and points them out::: All together, Lieutenant. Cmdr JFarrington: @ Leander> :::takes a deep breath and presses::: Callista Tyrel: :: rubs her forehead:: question is it wrong to have fun when your commander is in jail for murder? Kansas Kenickie: ACTION> All the papers are splashed with KK pic, with terrible stories about people she is accused of killing~~ Kansas Kenickie: have you done this before? Erich Jaenke: You have made the media outlets here. Kansas Kenickie: ::sour face:: just lovely Erich Jaenke: Represented someone in a criminal case accused of multiple murders? Oh sure, you know those wacky engineers. Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::Making her rounds:::: Kansas Kenickie: ::walks up to the FF:: since we are alone here... you are going to have a slight problem at court Annika Sorenson: We are on vacation, and as much as I would like to help, I don't really know what to do to assist. She already has Erich helping and the Manticore is now aware of the situation. Erich Jaenke: I have no real experience, and for the first time you have to rely on me. Erich Jaenke: Oh do tell Kansas...' Annika Sorenson: But of course, if there is anything we can do... that'd be great Kansas Kenickie: I did it Callista Tyrel: This has been giving me a headache.. not the Kanar :: Kansas Kenickie: all of them, and a lot more that are not filed Erich Jaenke: It, meaning all of them? Callista Tyrel: :: sighs :: Gila Orrak: He has a fascinating mind, the chief. Annika Sorenson: I know... Kansas Kenickie: I killed those people, but I was on an Op to do it. Annika Sorenson: ::slinks lower in the couch:: Callista Tyrel: How so Gila? Kansas Kenickie: I was sent to..... ::tries to think of a nice term:: get rid of those people Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::having sat for so long, she gets up to stretch and get some coffee::: Erich Jaenke: Let me guess, an op just a hair below Section 31? Tell me you work for them, it would answer so many questions.' Callista Tyrel: Annika sorry :: puts her hand on her shoulder briefly:: I don’t mean to be a downer.. Kansas Kenickie: this is above 31 Gila Orrak: His mental abilities are off the scale, at least in my experience. Erich Jaenke: So I need to call in a favor? Cause I'm all outta favors. Kansas Kenickie: the downgrade to 31 was a kick in the teeth ::Sighs:: but I volunteered for A9 duty. Annika Sorenson: ::Pats Cal's hand:: It's okay, it's only natural to feel this way. Being so helpless.. Callista Tyrel: I thought Betazeds were empaths only.. Annika Sorenson: They're telepathic as well. Annika Sorenson: I was friends with a couple of Betazeds in the Academy. Gila Orrak: Oh he is. At the bar, while I was daydreaming he made me take a sip of his drink. I winced and it broke his connection. He laughed. Kansas Kenickie: You are going to have to do it... I can’t get in touch with my people from in here. Gila Orrak: I think that Aquatic did something to him Annika Sorenson: It's possible. ::drinks a glass of water:: Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::stops, then steps back to another corpsman:: James, check his vitals, and make sure that they're not dropping. Erich Jaenke: Who am I gonna call? Kenickiebusters? Callista Tyrel: I got the impression that I was becoming bad for his health at times. Amanda Davis PhD: @ James> Yes, ma'am. Kansas Kenickie: lie? Annika Sorenson: ::Smiles:: I don't think so. Gila Orrak: Only if he lets it go too long, but on the chance he can't get any medication he will have to learn to control it, Erich Jaenke: Lie to the court? Kansas Kenickie: how many counts are they charging me with? Annika Sorenson: Huh. Erich Jaenke: Seven. Callista Tyrel: Every time I expressed concerns for his health, he suggested my anxiety was out of control. Kansas Kenickie: ::Small smiles:: wow, they suck at investigating. Annika Sorenson: Interesting. Gila Orrak: He can read a lot. I had to hide my darkest secrets...I mean if I had any I'd have to hide them pretty deep. Callista Tyrel: But, maybe the aquatic made him say that. Cmdr JFarrington: @ :::walks around the bridge casually, remembering all the times she was here, where she was posted, where she sat, where Atragon sat::: Erich Jaenke: I know that look... I'm also not medicated. Kansas Kenickie: ADm Roy> ::walks around all proud of himself:: Gila Orrak: I have to admit I have lessened his medication dose to see the effect.. plot it on a chart kind of thing. Annika Sorenson: I didn't know she was capable of doing that. I could only check on her physically. Kansas Kenickie: oh::steps back:: you don’t want to see what is going on in here. Callista Tyrel: She probably did not mean it. Erich Jaenke: Kansas, do you think this is a run of the mill set of charges, or is someone high up wanted to have you take the fall? Callista Tyrel: He’d be a great spy Gila? Gila Orrak: Well, not a Cardassian spy, unless he was infiltrating the Federation. Kansas Kenickie: my orders come from the top, if they wanted me gone they would just kill me. Gila Orrak: I could ask some of my people if they need someone like him. Gila Orrak: Probably only pay him in Kanar though.. Kansas Kenickie: well, atomize me. Erich Jaenke: That sounds messy, and this sounds more legit, from their perspective. Annika Sorenson: ::relaxes, crosses one foot over the other:: Hmm.. Cmdr JFarrington: @ :::stops to check the command chair's console::: Callista Tyrel: I wonder who tipped the locals off to the commander:: Kansas Kenickie: they are going to have this trial and I am not going to be able to answer anything ... they have no clearance. Erich Jaenke: If you have someone I can contact I should be able to get a message to them while disguising the source. Callista Tyrel: :: notes a loud boom of thunder :: Kansas Kenickie: this won't end well. Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::finishing her rounds::: Annika Sorenson: ::Looks up and sees a flash of lightning:: I'm glad we decided to call it a night at the bar. Callista Tyrel: :: stands and walks over to the window to observe the storm :: Kansas Kenickie: I need you to go in my quarters and under the right side of the bed is a box... take ONLY the black data crystal and plug it into something on the planet's systems. Amanda Davis PhD: @ James> ::approaching Amanda:: Vitals are stable, Doctor. Callista Tyrel: Wonder what that Fire Man is doing ... Annika Sorenson: ::walks up to the window to look at the storm as well:: Still not used to seeing storms like these. Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::relaxing::: Thank you James. Take a break. Kansas Kenickie: once it uploads it will shatter, so don’t stand to close. Amanda Davis PhD: @ James> ::nods::: Annika Sorenson: ::smirks:: Maybe taking a long hot shower after the end of his shift? Erich Jaenke: Ah, getting into your quarters is easy as I've done it before and I'll have to get a terminal I can get away from . Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::just standing there.. looking out the forward viewscreen::: Kansas Kenickie: I hope they come... they gave me their word. Callista Tyrel: Maybe he had to work in the storm... Annika Sorenson: Maybe... could be rescuing a damsel in distress right now for all we know. Kansas Kenickie: ::Shooos Erich:: go now..... hurry Callista Tyrel: Lucky her.. Annika Sorenson: ::Nods:: I wouldn't mind being in her shoes. Callista Tyrel: Hehe.. Erich Jaenke: :: Leaves the cell and heads to the lobby :: I have to get some materials from my ship. Gila Orrak: :: Still thinking of Erich :: Annika Sorenson: ::Smiles, watches the rain falls off the windows:: Callista Tyrel: Well until we are recalled might as well have another activity day..Gila did you need to pick up something at the store? Gila Orrak: Nothing much for a woman of my taste here. Annika Sorenson: I'm sure there must be something you'd like. Erich Jaenke: +Manticore+ This is Jaenke. One to beam up. Annika Sorenson: We can go after our massage session. Cmdr JFarrington: @ Jiggs> +Jaenke+ Beaming now. Erich Jaenke: @ :: Appears on the transporter padd :: Erich Jaenke: @ What a difference in temperature. Callista Tyrel: C’mon Gila.. your mister right may indeed be down here. Cmdr JFarrington: @ Jiggs> Yes, sir. A little chilly down there I hear. Callista Tyrel: Can we book a reservation at this hour? Takes a seat next to Annika to view the PADD. Annika Sorenson: Yeah, we can. You can book upto 2 hours in advance. Gila Orrak: Alright. Cmdr JFarrington: ACTION> It's New Las Vegas. Nothing stops in Vegas. Erich Jaenke: :: Walks to Kansas's quarters :: Callista Tyrel: :: looks :: any time is fine for me. Cmdr JFarrington: @ :::settles back into the well-worn command chair::: Erich Jaenke: @ Computer, open the doors to the quarters of Commander Kenickie. Annika Sorenson: Any preference on the masseuse. You can choose from the list of staff. Cmdr JFarrington: @ Computer> Compliance. Callista Tyrel: Pictures? Cmdr JFarrington: @ Computer> Voice authentication confirmed. Annika Sorenson: Yeah, they have pics. Just click on "STAFF". Cmdr JFarrington: @ Computer> ::the door opens:: Erich Jaenke: @ :: Goes right to her bed to get the dark crystal :: Gila Orrak: I will take someone that is rough. Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::sits down for tea:: Annika Sorenson: I went with a young Nuvian girl. I prefer a softer touch. Callista Tyrel: Oh Ricky looks nice .. Annika Sorenson: I think I might have said that already, but yeah. Annika Sorenson: Ooh, yeah he does. Nice muscles. Callista Tyrel: :: selects Ricky upon reading credentials:: Callista Tyrel: Gila? Gila Orrak: Anyone is fine. Callista Tyrel: :: mentions to Annika:: same time. Gila Orrak: Riky? A human? Annika Sorenson: Nice. ::smiles:: Annika Sorenson: They have other species as well... Erich Jaenke: @ :: Finds the box, but finds some unexpected things inside :: Callista Tyrel: Yes. :: smiles :: Callista Tyrel: Cardassian? Gila Orrak: I've never really thought about it, whoever has the hands. Cmdr JFarrington: (prepare to pause) Annika Sorenson: Hmm... Callista Tyrel: Uhm Annika, let Gila have the PADD.. Erich Jaenke: @ :: Out of curiosity he checked out many things from that box, some he did not know the purpose :: Annika Sorenson: ::slides the PADD over to Gila:: Gila Orrak: Is all they do are massages? Callista Tyrel: Take a peek! :: awaits :: Cmdr JFarrington: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Cmdr JFarrington: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Cmdr JFarrington: Thank you Cmdr JFarrington: Well done, all.. Cmdr JFarrington: We'll make it another hour so Erich can finish pulling stuff out of KK's box. Cmdr JFarrington: Sound good? Cmdr JFarrington: Questions or comments from the crew? Cmdr JFarrington: seeing none... Cmdr JFarrington: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.
  10. = /\ = Manticore Brief Stardate 52005.18 "New Las Vegas" = /\ = TBS was 13.6 minutes... go figure. Repairs on the USS Manticore continue. Captain McFly is slowly but constantly improving. Commander Kenickie decided to take a break on planet. She ended up in the hoosgow, arrested on 5 counts of murder. Commander Farrington is now OIC on Manticore. Hopefully the tide will turn for the better. Those ABOARD SHIP will take an @ Cmdr JFarrington: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Cmdr JFarrington: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Cmdr JFarrington: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Cmdr JFarrington: @::bridge, watching the ships in orbit::: Callista Tyrel: :: still at the ..spa- bar :: :: looks to Annika and Gila :: We need to report in. Annika Sorenson: ::down in the bar, drinking a strong drink:: Amanda Davis PhD: @:::she rechecks her equipment, then scans the captain to measure his progress::: Annika Sorenson: I suppose so? Callista Tyrel: :: pulls out a comm unit from her clutch :: + Manticore + Lt Tyrel to Manticore. Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::putting down her PADD:: +COM+ This is Manticore. Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::turns to Lt Leander::: Watch that ship to starboard. Cmdr JFarrington: @ Leander> He's getting really close, ma'am. Callista Tyrel: + Manticore + Lt Tyrel reporting I am with Lt Sorenson....and Gila . Commander Jaenke left with Police and Kansas. We are requesting instruction...if you want us to return to the ship...I suppose. Cmdr JFarrington: @ Watch it closely and give it a spray if needed. Callista Tyrel: + Manticore + Or if we could be of some use on the surface. Annika Sorenson: ::Not sure what we can do on ship:: Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::considers that a moment:: +com+ Commander Jaenke is with Commander Kenickie? Annika Sorenson: ::stands next to Callista, listening to the comm:: Erich Jaenke: :: Arrives at a police station and told to sit down :: Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::she shifts to take another look at his cranial damage:::: Callista Tyrel: +Manticore + That is correct. Cmdr JFarrington: @ Lt Leander> Ma'am, she's closing in. Cmdr JFarrington: @ +com+ Stand by. ::cuts the come:: Arm phasers, do not engage. Callista Tyrel: :: looks to Annika :: I think they are busy up there. Cmdr JFarrington: @ +com+ Do any of you feel threatened? If not, you can judge if you would like to return to the ship. Annika Sorenson: I guess they are busy with repairs and what not. Callista Tyrel: + Manticore + No we are fine down there. We are...just reporting in after the event down here. Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::reports to SF Command via encrypted subspace, informing them of the situation::: Cmdr JFarrington: @ +com+ Be specific on the "event". What exactly is happening down there? Callista Tyrel: + Manticore + Sorry Sir. We are at the bar where Commander Kennickie was arrested.. Everything has settled down here. Security has left...no questions for us. Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::gives a sigh of satisfaction that he is recovering::: Annika Sorenson: ::looks over at Callista, drinking a whisky straight:: Gila Orrak: :: With the others, but staying silent :: Cmdr JFarrington: @ +com+ Then it is your choice. You may stay or come aboard. Your choice. Callista Tyrel: + Manticore + Commander Jaenke left with Commander Kennickie and the arresting officers. :: looks to Annika :: I think we will stay here for now. Perhaps we might be useful down here if anything else develops. We will keep you apprised. Cmdr JFarrington: @ +com+ Understood, Lt Tyrel. Cmdr JFarrington: @ +com+ Commander Jaenke is capable of taking care of the situation. Erich Jaenke: :: Is talking to the officers, but getting nowhere :: Callista Tyrel: + Manticore + Understood. Tyrel out. Callista Tyrel: :: looks to Annika and Gila :: okay, given we are not in any jeopardy and Commander Jaenke is with Kansas...we are free to continue our...leave. Cmdr JFarrington: @ Lt Leander> Ma'am, they're coming closer. Callista Tyrel: :: straightens her dress and takes a seat next to Annika :: An odd leave it has been. Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::sighs, hoping to be able to rectify the situation::: Annika Sorenson: Makes sense, I suppose. I hope Erich knows what he's doing. Annika Sorenson: Sure has been. Erich Jaenke: :: Thinks of how this place operates.. checks his pads for currency. Wait, he does not have any :: Cmdr JFarrington: @ Give them a spray, Lieutenant. Starboard bow. Callista Tyrel: Yeah.....I think he has a better grasp at the legal stuff than I do. Gila Need a drink? Annika Sorenson: Yeah, I'm no lawyer. Though I didn't know Cdr Jaenke had a legal background. Cmdr JFarrington: @ Leander> Yes, ma'am. Spray across the starboard bow... because...? Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::leans toward him:: They will not be able to maneuver in our direction. Callista Tyrel: :: looks to Gila :: Have a seat if you'd like. :: flags waiter and asks for another drink.:: . Saurian Brandy please.. Cmdr JFarrington: @ Leander> ::swallows hard:: Yes, ma'am. Gila Orrak: :: To Annika :: There is no record of legal anything in his background :: Annika Sorenson: Ah, well. He's a better option than me. Cmdr JFarrington: @ +com+ All bridge personnel on duty, report to the bridge. Annika Sorenson: ::sips her whisky:: Callista Tyrel: I doubt I am in good graces with the arresting officer for sure. Gila Orrak: His mental ability is something in his favor, unless his emotions get the best of him. Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::sitting next to Matthew, taking notes, and a corpsman brings her tea:: Thank you James. Amanda Davis PhD: @ James> Any time, ma'am. How's he doing? Annika Sorenson: It's natural to react like that, I think. Wait, what did they call her again? Christine Donovan? Is that her actual name? Amanda Davis PhD: @ Progressing, though slowly. Erich Jaenke: :: All Erich could feel now is the Commander's anger...and sorrow :: Amanda Davis PhD: @ James> Well, if you need anything, just press the button. I'm on watch until 0200. Amanda Davis PhD: @ Thank you, James. Callista Tyrel: I have no clue. I mean....Manticore is not a normal ship..maybe alternative identities are...common. But no way did she Kill five people. Annika Sorenson: With this ship, I don't know... Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::turns to Leander:: SITREP? Callista Tyrel: :: notes her drink has arrived and takes a sip :: Cmdr JFarrington: @ Leander> She's moving away, ma'am. Callista Tyrel: I feel terrible for the Commander.. It is like she cannot catch a break. What happened at that Mork place.....insane. She deserved a vacation too. Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::nods:: Let's keep it that way. Callista Tyrel: :: Looks to Gila :: Sure you do not want anything? Annika Sorenson: I agree, I feel bad for her too. ::sighs:: Cmdr JFarrington: @+Annika+ Has Commander Jaenke reported any progress? Callista Tyrel: :: gives Annika a shoulder bump :: Hey we will find something to cheer us up. Annika Sorenson: +Farrington+. No, we didn't hear back from him yet. Callista Tyrel: :: quiets :: Annika Sorenson: ::smiles at Callista:: Yeah, that's all we can do at this point. Cmdr JFarrington: +Annika+ As soon as he appears, contact me in a private area. Annika Sorenson: +Farrington+ Acknowledged, will do. Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::orders from Starfleet Command are stand to:::: Gila Orrak: In Cardassian legal, she would already be convicted. Just a question of sentencing. Annika Sorenson: What'd you have in mind? ::Callista:: Callista Tyrel: I'd like to hit that spa....just relax.. Annika Sorenson: ::nods to Gila:: Cmdr JFarrington: @ :::replies affirmative to SFC::: Annika Sorenson: Yes, I could do with a good massage about now. Callista Tyrel: Gila..does that sound good? Or do you have something else perhaps in mind? Annika Sorenson: ::slightly tipsy, but still sober enough to walk on her own two feet:: Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::forwards a list of ships in the area to SFC::: Gila Orrak: Might as well I don't believe we are in a position to help at the moment. Callista Tyrel: :: Giggles briefly noting Annika :: No I don't think we are...I think we probably ...are going to call it a night. Annika Sorenson: Yeah, though I 'll probably go for that massage. Callista Tyrel: :: finishes her Saurian Brandy taking care to keep an eye on Annika :: Tomorrow . You cool with that Gila? Erich Jaenke: :: He went to reference this planet's legal system :: Annika Sorenson: ::at least they were in the same room:: Sounds fun. Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::Pushes off from the command chair to take a look at several things::: Callista Tyrel: :: stands and gathers a small reverse image PADD from her clutch taking a brief look then returning quickly and does a mini Picard Maneuver :: Gila Orrak: Perhaps I'll do a holographic massage. Annika Sorenson: I'll get a real one. Maybe from one of the Nuvian girls.. and yes, I recognize the irony of that. Callista Tyrel: Oh boy...I did not think of that. Gila..what if a Cardassian were to give you your massage? Annika Sorenson: Ask the computer to generate another masseuse? Callista Tyrel: :: a bit slow herself :: Wait..this place only has holographic Masseuses? Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::keys in on the ship that was sprayed, listens, then shakes her head::: Annika Sorenson: That wasn't in the holo-catalogue. Cmdr JFarrington: @ Lt Leander> Something wrong, ma'am? Annika Sorenson: ::checks: the catalogue:: No, they offer both. Gila Orrak: I bet they have both. What, you wish a buff male? Or a female.... Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::turns to Leander, trying not to laugh:: It's a Pakled ship. Callista Tyrel: I wish ...I had Hot Fire man return and give me a massage.... Annika Sorenson: I'd like a Nuvian female. I prefer a softer touch. Cmdr JFarrington: @ My guess is that they don't have a clue about getting that mess off their bridge. Annika Sorenson: ::giggles:: Cmdr JFarrington: @ Lt Leander> ::stifles a grin::: Gila Orrak: Fire man? Callista Tyrel: Okay...I did not have much Kanar...but probably ought to call it a night. :: turns to Gila :: The Fireman that returned my ....PADD...what was left of it. Annika Sorenson: The guy who rescued Callista's charred PADD. Cmdr JFarrington: @ Lt Leander> ::checking their status::: Those the guys who said, "Our ship is broken. Can you make it go”? Callista Tyrel: He was....well very hot... Annika Sorenson: He was, I won't argue that. Callista Tyrel: And a great smile... Cmdr JFarrington: @ :::broad grin, crossing her arms, relaxing::: The very same. Callista Tyrel: Still I wish I found the jerk who took my PADD to begin with...I would of administered some Engineering on him Callista Tyrel: Erhm...sorry Gila..that was my assassin alter ego again peaking out. Gila Orrak: Hmm, perhaps turning in is the best course of action. Poor Erich is probably all emotionally torn. Annika Sorenson: I'd imagine he'd be easy for the police to find, what with the burning tram of his. Annika Sorenson: I suppose so. It is kinda late too (I guess). Gila Orrak: He both respects her as his Commander, but rather dislikes her on a personal level. Annika Sorenson: Mmm. Callista Tyrel: :: notes Gila is right :: He does..did not know that....Okay...right time to call it a night. Annika Sorenson: Goodnight. Cmdr JFarrington: @ :::looks up as the rest of the bridge personnel appear and take their stations::: Callista Tyrel: :: looks to Annika :: Nah...I am not leaving you alone Cmdr JFarrington: 10:55 PM Annika Sorenson: ::giggles:: It's a good thing we're in the same room then. Callista Tyrel: Yes......shall we? Annika Sorenson: ::wobbles a bit:: Mmm. Gila Orrak: Aren't we all in the same room...to save the Federation credits? Annika Sorenson: Yeah, that's what we booked. Annika Sorenson: Nice view though. Callista Tyrel: :: grabs Annika's elbow :: Yes Gila..That is it..and Annika is sweet enough to spot me... Callista Tyrel: :: begins to slowly exit the bar which is thankfully not far from their room :: Annika Sorenson: No problem. Cmdr JFarrington: @ Lt Mazelle> :::as he settles into his station::: Fleet orders, Commander? Cmdr JFarrington: @ Stand to, Lieutenant. Do not fire unless fired upon. Callista Tyrel: Gila..can you cover us...err lead the way? Cmdr JFarrington: @ Lt Mazelle> Aye, ma'am. Standing to. Gila Orrak: Let's go before I change my mind. Annika Sorenson: ::holds onto Callista and follows along:: Callista Tyrel: Thanks..:: follows Gila with Annika next to her :: Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::takes a break, allowing corpsman James to watch for a while::: Callista Tyrel: One thing I noticed....all those cops, scared the guys away.. :: follows Gila :: Gila Orrak: +Jaenke+ We are turning in. We are at the hotel. Annika Sorenson: ::Looks up at the large moon-lit night:: A nice night though. They were pretty big cops Cmdr JFarrington: (prepare to pause) Erich Jaenke: +Orrak+ Understood. I am... ugh, reading. Annika Sorenson: I'm kinda glad they're still around. Callista Tyrel: They were big but not cute....like fire guy. :: follows Gila to turn it in for the night :: Cmdr JFarrington: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Cmdr JFarrington: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Cmdr JFarrington: Thank you Cmdr JFarrington: Well done, all. Cmdr JFarrington: Questions or comments? Callista Tyrel: enjoyed it thanks! Annika Sorenson: It was fun. Cmdr JFarrington: Glad you enjoyed it. Cmdr JFarrington: TBS will be 1 hour, just to get us going. Cmdr JFarrington: Sound good? Cmdr JFarrington: If nothing else.... Cmdr JFarrington: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel. Callista Tyrel: goodnight! Cmdr JFarrington: And anyone who knows what "don't forget your towel" means gets an extra drink on me. Annika Sorenson: Yess Amanda Davis PhD: Good night everyone. Cmdr JFarrington: Annika, do you know what it came from? Annika Sorenson: From Hitch Hikers Cmdr JFarrington: And.... Cmdr JFarrington: What's with the towel? Annika Sorenson: Needed to get a ride in an alien spaceship. Cmdr JFarrington: Not exactly. Annika Sorenson: I have the book somewhere. Cmdr JFarrington: Work on it for next week. Annika Sorenson: Yeah, you need to wave it or something lol Annika Sorenson: Night! Cmdr JFarrington: Good night everyone. See you next time.
  11. Return to Reality Commander Jami Farrington, Starfleet Academy School of Medicine Temporarily Assigned to USS Manticore Commander Farrington stood outside Captain McFly’s ICU, a stark reminder of her presence aboard USS Manticore for over a decade. The light beep of electronics, punctuated occasionally by quiet conversation and the soft squeak of composite soles on the deck, brought her thoughts from one era to another. From fond memories to painful ones that she wished had never happened. She had come full circle. After fifteen years of covert operations aboard Manticore, Commander Farrington had accepted a position at Starfleet Academy’s School of Medicine. Five years later, Starfleet’s Surgeon General, Admiral Gren DeJariov, gave her orders for temporary duty aboard USS Manticore to instruct their medical personnel in the most recent equipment and procedures. But Manticore had a mind of her own. The ship could never be trusted. Hope for the Best, Prepare for the Worst, was Covert Operations Hooyah, and it held its course in this last deployment. Manticore’s present commanding officer, Captain Matt McFly, was in ICU, recovering from being tortured while in captivity aboard a Cardassian ship. Then, while Manticore was in orbit of New Las Vegas for shore leave, Executive Officer Commander Kenickie joined them and was soon incarcerated, charged with five counts of murder. With the majority of Manticore’s crew on planet, Commander Farrington was OIC: not exactly what she expected, but it happened. Manticore was like that. Things just... happened. Jami stood just outside Captain McFly’s ICU as Dr Davis monitored his condition. The doctor’s last report was that the captain was improving more quickly than expected. It was encouragement for all medical personnel, especially Dr Davis. A few minutes later, Jami was called to the bridge regarding information from the planet. The grape vine was going full swing, and the crew of Manticore, as well as the ship itself, could be in danger. Most ships in orbit were passenger ships for those who had a penchant for relaxation, gambling, and downing as much liquor as they could hold and then some. A few were cargo ships. The rest were not exactly the kind you’d want to get close to, and elbowing ships that were orbiting New Las Vegas was a given. There wasn’t much room to maneuver, which made it easy enough to ‘accidentally’ bump a ship out of orbit or try to fence it in and take it over—in this case, it would be Manticore, a Starfleet vessel, and would they just love to take down a ‘Fleeter. In reality, the other ships would be in more danger than they imagined. Manticore was classified as a tugboat, so the ships in orbit considered it a tugboat. Manticore was actually built for covert operations, and wouldn’t that be a surprise. Having experienced similar situations in hostile territory, Cdr Farrington called for yellow alert and informed Starfleet Command of the situation via encrypted subspace. “Power up tactical, Commander?” Lt Iris asked with a glance at Jami. “Tactical is always on standby, Lieutenant,” she replied as she settled into the command chair. “Call the tactical officer to the bridge. Going beyond that could cause a disaster.” “A disaster, ma’am?” asked the lieutenant, swallowing hard. “A disaster for them, Lieutenant. Not for us.”
  12. = /\ = Manticore Brief Stardate 52005.11 "New Las Vegas" = /\ = "What happens in New Las Vegas...probably gets holo-recorded." Repairs on the USS Manticore and Captain McFly continue as the away teams take some needed time off. The prisoners are on their way home while some of the crew are enjoying the amenities the resort planet offers. Night has fallen. Those on the planet, please take an @ =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Amanda Davis PhD: :::after a good nap, she is back in sick bay, keeping watch on the captain::: Annika Sorenson: @ ::having a fruity alcoholic drink with an umbrella in the bar, dressed in a loose-fitting skirt:: Erich Jaenke: @ :: At the same bar as Sorenson, but not in a skirt. He's in one of those future fashion styles that lasted less than a transporter beamout :: Cmdr JFarrington: :::breaks for dinner before she goes to check on the captain::: Amanda Davis PhD: ::checking his vital signs, hoping that Kansas has been able to rest:: Kansas Kenickie: ::Gets to her feet:: Doctor. Amanda Davis PhD: ::turns:: Well, it's good to see you a little more refreshed, Commander. Gila Orrak: @ :: Still sitting next to the Chief. She was fascinated with his mental ability on a purely professional level. Purely professional... :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::not very hungry, given the circumstances, but she goes to the chow hall anyway::: Callista Tyrel: @ :: Arrives at the Bar a bit late with a blue dress she purchased earlier in the day :: Callista Tyrel: @ :: spots Annika :: Hello Annika, mind if I join you? Gila Orrak: @ :: Looks up :: Kansas Kenickie: I am somewhat rested. Kansas Kenickie: is the crew still below? Annika Sorenson: @Not at all. Take a seat. Amanda Davis PhD: Good. Even somewhat is better than none. Amanda Davis PhD: The crew is still below, yes. Commander Farrington is still aboard. Annika Sorenson: @::smiles:: Looks good on you. Callista Tyrel: @ :: takes a seat :: Thanks! Your fashion suggestions were helpful. I finally got through reporting...all that stuff with the local authorities regarding the pick pocket creep. Callista Tyrel: @ Waiter> Care for a drink? Callista Tyrel: @ Do you have Kanar? Erich Jaenke: @ :: Looks at the women he is with. Some would consider him a very lucky Betazoid. He did get looks at he walked with them from place to place :: Kansas Kenickie: I am going head down there... you need anything from the market or casino? Gila Orrak: @ Kanar? Are you sure? It's a thick liquid. Annika Sorenson: @That's good. Shame you lost your PADD and identicard, but I guess it could've been worse. Annika Sorenson: @::sips her drink, letting the wind whip her hair gently:: Callista Tyrel: @ watier> Yes..uhm...are you sure? Callista Tyrel: @ I actually like it...yes...chilled. Amanda Davis PhD: Oh.. no, thank you. There is plenty here. Take some time off and relax, Commander. The captain is in good hands. Annika Sorenson: @ Hmm, interesting choice. Callista Tyrel: @ Waiter > ::Waiter is perplexed and leaves...:: Cmdr JFarrington: :::picks on her food, then orders a yeoman to take them to her quarters::: Gila Orrak: @ Well :: looking a Tyrel :: When your people are only known for this one drink you grow weary of its taste. Callista Tyrel: @ I was introduced to it at the academy, and for some reason I liked it. The Viscosity did take some adjusting to..:: smiles :: Kansas Kenickie: ::Heads to the transporter room::: Annika Sorenson: @ It's like drinking molasses Amanda Davis PhD: ::she calls a corpsman to help with changing the captain's bed:: Erich Jaenke: @ :: Looks at Gila :: I hope you are at least documenting my lack of medication. I am 'picking up' a lot of thoughts. Gila Orrak: @ You can write it down now or later. I mean only you know what's on your mind. Callista Tyrel: @ Sorry Sir...uhm Erich, ...It was stressful filling reports from the ....robbery earlier in the day. Kansas Kenickie: @ ::Shimmers down to the planet:: Erich Jaenke: @ No no. You are fine. The good doctor here wants me to let her know the extent of my Betazoid-ness. Callista Tyrel: @ Waiter> :: arrives with drinks and departs quickly :: Annika Sorenson: @ ::smiles at Callista. drinking her drink:: Cmdr JFarrington: :::slow walk down the passageway to the lift, steps in and takes the lift to sick bay::: Callista Tyrel: @ :: takes a sip :: Uhmm.... that is not too bad. I hope Gila visits a spot you recommend for this drink. Cmdr JFarrington: ::enters sick bay, looking for the duty officer::: Annika Sorenson: @ ::Looks at the viscous drink:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::hearing the commander entering, she walks toward her::: Hello, Commander Farrington. Kansas Kenickie: @ ::Enters the bar, spots her Peeps:: Callista Tyrel: @ I offered to service that nice looking firefighter's vehicle Annika. :: smiles :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::turns::: Oh. Dr. Davis. I just came up to see how the captain is. Amanda Davis PhD: He's in ICU for privacy, and getting much better. Cmdr JFarrington: ::she gives a weary nod::: Any signs of torture? ::as she walks toward ICU::: Kansas Kenickie: @ ::Fake smile as she approaches the crew:: how is everyone doing? Callista Tyrel: @ Least I could do after him returning my poor Data PADD .. :: spots the Commander :: Oh wow.. Hi Kansas...err Commander. Amanda Davis PhD: Well... since you asked, yes. A few signs. But they could be bruises from fighting and trying to escape. Annika Sorenson: @Hmm ::smiles:: Annika Sorenson: @Hello, doing okay. Cmdr JFarrington: ::her arms cross as she stands outside ICU, watching the captain::: Kansas Kenickie: Kansas is fine Callista Amanda Davis PhD: His vital signs are improving. Erich Jaenke: @ :: Stands up and wobbles a bit :: Cmdr JFarrington: And Commander Kenickie? Amanda Davis PhD: She's visiting the planet. Callista Tyrel: @ :: smiles :: I guess I have made it too obvious we are Starfleet on Holiday. Kansas Kenickie: @ ::Orders a whiskey neat:: Kansas Kenickie: @ nothing wrong with people knowing we are Fleet strong eh? Amanda Davis PhD: Dr. Farrington, you look like you know something is wrong. Gila Orrak: @ :: Looks at Erich :: I am sure she is okay. I would surmise her connection to you is taxing. Annika Sorenson: @ Nothing wrong at all. ::orders another fruity drink in a coconut:: Callista Tyrel: @ Uhm...I took care of local protocol regarding my Data PADD and credits being stolen. Another Kanar please... :: wonders where the waiter went....:: Kansas Kenickie: @ ::Glances over her shoulder noticing security officers moving closer to them:: Unless they want to cause us problems Cmdr JFarrington: ::after staring at the captain for a moment::: Because there is something wrong. Callista Tyrel: @ :: adjusts her dress :: Not used to no sleeves.... Amanda Davis PhD: :::more concerned now:::: Annika Sorenson: @It’s liberating... when it's warm. Cmdr JFarrington: ::turns to face her::: May I have a look at his medical documentation? Erich Jaenke: @ :: Nods at Gila :: Amanda Davis PhD: Of course. :::she pulls up the captain's chart::: Callista Tyrel: @ indeed :: smiles and notes...security in the bar...:: Hmm what is with them. Callista Tyrel: @ Waiter> :: arrives with more snacks and the next round of drinks ...and quickly departs again :: Annika Sorenson: @ Not sure, I guess to keep an eye on the drunkies. Cmdr JFarrington: :::she flicks through the test results, then stops to take a good look at a mark on the back of his head:::: Annika Sorenson: @::slips out of her flip flops, eats one of the snacks:: Cmdr JFarrington: Is that a mark from childhood, Doctor? Callista Tyrel: @ Kansas, this place has lots of shops....And if Ice Cream is desired...the place right across the street has some ..great Cookies and Cream Kansas Kenickie: @ Cookie and cream, my favorite Amanda Davis PhD: Actually... no. I believe it's a mark that happened when he tried to fight off the intruders. Gila Orrak: @ Lots of drinking... Erich Jaenke: @ And people...thinking of...lewd thoughts. Annika Sorenson: @It's awesome. I recommend. Callista Tyrel: @ Gila, did you take advantage of the spa? Cmdr JFarrington: :::checks out the captain's brain scans along with his blood samples:::: Callista Tyrel: @ :: enjoys more kanar :: Kansas Kenickie: @ Scary Security Dude> ::Steps up behind Kansas:: Catherine Donovan? ::Pushes Kansas up against the wall:: you are under arrest for the murder of James Miller, Robert Nellen and Mike "Bubba" Jones. Gila Orrak: @ Oh yes, with my friend Erich here. :: pats him on the back a little rough :: Erich Jaenke: @ :: Almost spills his drink :: It was...stimulating for sure. Erich Jaenke: @ :: turns :: Callista Tyrel: @ :: smiles at Gila and then...:: What the?!?! :: to what goes on with Kansas :: Annika Sorenson: @ ::Looks up:: Cmdr JFarrington: It looks like a pin prick, Doctor Davis, but this :::she points to the screen::: is a tiny pin prick that allows medication to enter his frontal lobe. ::she turns to face Amanda:: He was tortured. Kansas Kenickie: @ ::Struggles in his grip, counts the 15 guards around them... lets them cuff her::: Erich Jaenke: @ What's the meaning of this? Callista Tyrel: @ :: stands and is like..shocked :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::taking a good look at the screen, then at the captain::: Oh, my... Kansas Kenickie: @ Sec Dude> She is a killer... we have been looking for her for years.... pretty stupid to return to the plnet Gila Orrak: @ :: Gets up. Takes a drink :: Erich Jaenke: @ On whose authority? Kansas Kenickie: @ ::Sighs and feels the cuffs tighten:: All right all right Callista Tyrel: @ This is a big mistake.... Annika Sorenson: @ I'm sure it is... Erich Jaenke: @ :: Uses his mind to better gauge the situation :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::paging through the rest of his medical records:: Apparently it didn't work. I don't see any brain damage. ::looks to Amanda::: Kansas Kenickie: @ Sec Dude> The authority of the planet Amanda Davis PhD: Oh... I didn't see any either. That's why I'm so shocked. Erich Jaenke: @ No, let's try this again. Let me see the orders. Kansas Kenickie: @ sec Dude> ::Feeling VERY sure of himself in his arrest::: Annika Sorenson: @ ::just watches silently.. not much she can do against 15 guards:: Callista Tyrel: @ Erich, we need to contact the ship... Erich Jaenke: @ :: Standing next to Kansas :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::flips through the rest of his records::: Erich Jaenke: @ One moment. Annika Sorenson: @ I agree. Maybe it's a misunderstanding Amanda Davis PhD: :::thorough brain scan::: Callista Tyrel: @ :: Callista looks at the overwhelming amount of security here....they are outnumbered quite by quite a bit....odd :: Kansas Kenickie: Sec Dude> you have 2 minutes. Callista Tyrel: @ :: looks to Annika and Gila not liking this at all :: Amanda Davis PhD: I just ran another scan. No symptoms of damage. Kansas Kenickie: @ ::Winces in the cuffs:: Erich Erich Jaenke: @ +Manticore+ We have a situation at my location. Commander Kenickie has been placed under arrest for a capital crime. Annika Sorenson: @ ::looks at Callista back apprehensively:: Erich Jaenke: @ Do not speak Commander. Cmdr JFarrington: No... ::she turns to Amanda::: Cardassians are very good at hiding things. Kansas Kenickie: @ ::Looks at Erich.... ~I'm in trouble here~ mentally to Erich::: Callista Tyrel: @ :: holds on to her Clutch :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::she sighs::: He should recover well. Erich Jaenke: @ :: Startled as he hears that rather clearly :: Amanda Davis PhD: Well, he is on the way to recovery. More quickly than I expected. Erich Jaenke: @ We will get to the top of this Commander. Kansas Kenickie: @ Sec Dude> I think you two are finished Gila Orrak: @ The phrase is bottom Jaenke.. Cmdr JFarrington: +com+ Commander Farrington here. Go ahead. Erich Jaenke: @ +Farrington Our XO is under arrest. I am following her to holding. Kansas Kenickie: @ ::is pulled out of the bar with the security team, keeping her mouth shut for a change:: Callista Tyrel: @ :: steps to Sec Dude :: Do not hurt her. You understand...You don't need this many guys to take her in...You do NOT hurt her! Cmdr JFarrington: Bridge Officer> +com+ Commander Kenickie has been arrested, commander. Cmdr JFarrington: +com+ On my way. Cmdr JFarrington: Excuse me, Doctor. ::exits::: Erich Jaenke: @ :: to the security officer :: I am her representative. I need to accompany you. Callista Tyrel: @ :: upset but remains in the bar and does not follow..:: Annika Sorenson: @ Hmm. ::just as concerned:: Kansas Kenickie: @ Sec Dude> ::Holds hand up to Callista:: She has killed at least 5 people we can prove.. there are 15 we can't.. you want to stand up for a murder? Amanda Davis PhD: ::watching her leave, then checks that the captain has been given a fresh set of sheets and seems to be resting more easily::: Callista Tyrel: @ :: quiets and does not interfere further :: Erich Jaenke: @ The burden of proof is on you. Cmdr JFarrington: :::enters the bridge:: SITREP, Lieutenant. Kansas Kenickie: @ ::Man handled out of the Bar::: It's OK... I'm fine. Erich Jaenke: @ :: Staying as close to KK as he can :: Callista Tyrel: @ we will help you Kansas!!! :: not following remaining with Gila and Annika :: Annika Sorenson: @. I'm sure we will. Gila Orrak: @ :: Was surprised at Erich's leap to defense, knowing how he felt about KK :: Cmdr JFarrington: Lt Iris> She's in custody, the brig ma'am. They say that they've been looking for her and she's under several charges. Kansas Kenickie: @ ::Slammed into the wall, then the door to the holding area, winces in pain:: Callista Tyrel: @ :: in the bar...extending a hand to Gila and Annika :: Annika Sorenson: @ ::takes the extended hand:: You all right? Gila Orrak: @ :: Sees Callista's hand :: Are we following? Kansas Kenickie: Sec Dude> ::Takes a cheap shot and trips Kansas up before tossing her into a cell:: Callista Tyrel: @ :: exhales noting Annika and Gila :: I am pissed. No I am not okay....and no we cannot follow them yet. Kansas Kenickie: >>>> Pause Sim<<<< Kansas Kenickie: >>>> Pause Sim<<<< Callista Tyrel: :: paused :: Cmdr JFarrington: Hm... Kansas Kenickie: nice work everyone Cmdr JFarrington: Looks like I'm in command now, Commander. We going to do a jailbreak? Kansas Kenickie: I didn't think of a jailbreak.. :-O Erich Jaenke: Election for a new XO? Cmdr JFarrington: It would be fun. Cmdr JFarrington: :::glare at Erich::: Cmdr JFarrington: Attack Vegas? Kansas Kenickie: already trying to take my seat Erich? Annika Sorenson: :O Kansas Kenickie: Any questions or comments? Cmdr JFarrington: Great job, crew. Cmdr JFarrington: TBS? Kansas Kenickie: 13.6 minutes Annika Sorenson: noice Cmdr JFarrington: There ya go. Cmdr JFarrington: On the dot. Kansas Kenickie: O:) Callista Tyrel: Had fun enjoyed. Cmdr JFarrington: Looks like we're going to need more doctors. Annika Sorenson: And a really good lawyer. Annika Sorenson: where's Matlock when you need him? Cmdr JFarrington: He's hiding. Callista Tyrel: oh no solitary confinement! Annika Sorenson: Stuffed in the hole Cmdr JFarrington: Dismissed? Kansas Kenickie: yes! everyone is dismissed if there are no questions.
  13. = /\ = Manticore Brief Stardate 52005.04 "New Las Vegas" = /\ = "What happens in New Las Vegas...probably gets holo-recorded." The crew of the USS Manticore enters their first full day on the resort planet of New Las Vegas. Friendly groups formed up and split off to various adventures. The Captain and Executive Officer remain onboard the ship to recover far away from the excitement on the surface. The USS Patterson will arrive within the day to take the former prisoners home. TBS is the next day. Cmdr JFarrington: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Cmdr JFarrington: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Cmdr JFarrington: ::on the bridge, checking things::: Callista Tyrel: @ :: with the group :: Erich Jaenke: @ :: Had an interesting night and does not quite remember what he did :: Annika Sorenson: @. ::with the group as well, sipping on some blood wine:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::Amanda has fresh scones and tea for the commander and the captain, if he's awake:: Erich Jaenke: @ :: It was somewhat before lunch the next day, or wait, was it? :: Kansas Kenickie: ::Asleep in the chair::: Gila Orrak: @ You had an interesting time Mr. Jaenke.. Amanda Davis PhD: :::seeing her sleeping next to the captain in ICU, she sets things aside within easy reach in case they wake up::: Annika Sorenson: @ ::sits beside Callista:: A good vintage. Erich Jaenke: @ I did? Keb? Gila Orrak: @ :: Still holding onto Erich :: At a spa.. relaxing. Callista Tyrel: @ I would not know..but It is good stuff. :: looks for any Klingons :: Annika Sorenson: @I'd like to visit a spa... Annika Sorenson: @2319, I think. Gila Orrak: @ We could. I do like the heat. Annika Sorenson: @Yeah, that'd be fun! Let's do it. Kansas Kenickie: ::Lifts head, grumbles:: Callista Tyrel: @ That would be cool. I could use some sun. Erich Jaenke: @ :: Checks his directory :: Erich Jaenke: @ We will have to take the tram. Annika Sorenson: @Oooh. Amanda Davis PhD: ::quietly checks the captain's vitals::: Callista Tyrel: @ Thank goodness for gift shops! I can do a spa! Erich Jaenke: @ I am calling a vehicle for us.. Annika Sorenson: @Awesome, thanks Erich. Callista Tyrel: @ Thank you Chief. Erich Jaenke: @ Maybe I can remember what I was doing last night Amanda Davis PhD: ::she smiles as she notices that the captain is improving::: Erich Jaenke: @ :: peers into the distance :: There it is. Kansas Kenickie: how is my man doing Doc? Annika Sorenson: @That was quick. Cmdr JFarrington: ::on the bridge, keeping watch on the weirdos who think it's fun to cross over someone's docking area::: Callista Tyrel: @ :: puts on her shades for the bright sun....to help complete her " NLV Look " :: Erich Jaenke: @ :: Gets up and walks to the curb, Gila holding onto him. Perhaps she has something to drink too :: Erich Jaenke: @ All in. :: gestures as he opens the door :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::she turns to Kansas::: He's improving quite quickly. Callista Tyrel: @ :: steps inside :: Annika Sorenson: @ ::Dons her shades as well, follows close behind Callista and enters the vehicle:: Erich Jaenke: @ The Skin Deep spa please. Amanda Davis PhD: In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if he recovers within a day or two. Kansas Kenickie: and myself? I heard you run that scanner over me while you thought I was fast asleep Amanda Davis PhD: ICU is much more quiet than the rest of sick bay. That helps. Erich Jaenke: @ :: The door closes and it takes off for the spa :: I have never visited a spa... often too many people. Amanda Davis PhD: Oh... I always do that. It's standard procedure. Kansas Kenickie: to scan sleeping people? Annika Sorenson: @ That's why I like to go in the off-peak times. Callista Tyrel: @ :: in the Climate controlled Tram :: Geesh...it has been a while for myself. Callista Tyrel: @ Gila...enjoying the warm weather? Amanda Davis PhD: ::slight smile::: Not necessarily sleeping people. Sleeping people who are recuperating from injuries of any kind. Kansas Kenickie: So am I peachy keen? Amanda Davis PhD: Oh, definitely, Commander. But you do need rest. Gila Orrak: @ I am. A bit like home, or on Bajor in the tropical regions. Kansas Kenickie: I will have plenty of time to rest when I'm dead Callista Tyrel: @ :: enjoys the view of the hotels..as the tram goes :: Amanda Davis PhD: Physically, you are very healthy. Mentally? You need to rest enough to put everything aside and move on. Amanda Davis PhD: ::nods:: True. Annika Sorenson: @ ::reclines and looks out the window:: Must be nice to grow up in such warm climates. Amanda Davis PhD: ::pulls up a chair:: I have an idea, Commander. Annika Sorenson: @though Europa is certainly beautiful too at times. Kansas Kenickie: ::Picks up her cold cup of coffee, take a gulp:: what is that doc Callista Tyrel: @ Did you take trips of Europa often to get some sun? The old Southwest on Earth sure had plenty of sun... Amanda Davis PhD: I believe that you would feel much better if you go into the holodeck with your weapons and ::clears her throat:: kick ass, I believe is the saying. Annika Sorenson: @Yeah, we had rotations back to Earth every so often. We have a place in San Diego, so yeah lotta sun there. Though our main place was in Stockholm, which wasn't as sunny. Gila Orrak: @ :: Looks :: Europa? Callista Tyrel: @ oh wow ..Scandinavia . Annika Sorenson: @Yeah, that's where I was born. The Galileo research colony there. It's a moon orbiting Jupiter in case you weren't aware. Kansas Kenickie: I'm not in the mood, plus holodeck blood doesn't flow correctly. Annika Sorenson: @::smiles and nods:: Hmm, yes. That's where my parents grew up. Gila Orrak: @ Never been to Earth. Erich Jaenke: @ I was once. Annika Sorenson: @I hope you get the chance to visit. BrenFaliver: ::Enjoys some holodeck time on ship, uncomfortable with the idea of leaving. Swinging in a hammock on a moon-lit beach:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::slight sigh::: I would offer you real blood if we had enough, but I doubt that engineering would enjoy cleaning up the mess. Callista Tyrel: @ Lots of climate zones to choose from . :: notes the abundant sunshine here :: Kansas Kenickie: ::Sighs:: I miss being a lacky, walking the decks. putting fear into ensigns. Cmdr JFarrington: :::checking request forms and sending them through the proper channels::: Callista Tyrel: @ I think you would like the Old Southwest ....Gila... Amanda Davis PhD: Well... there are a few ensigns below decks who are actually swabbing decks that they messed up... per orders of Commander Farrington. Annika Sorenson: @I liked Texas. Kansas Kenickie: ::Sips coffee:: and I also miss being no one, getting to the dirty jobs no one wants. Amanda Davis PhD: You want the dirty jobs? Gila Orrak: @ Oh I hope so. Not sure how a Cardassian on Earth would be taken. Kansas Kenickie: the bloody ones Amanda Davis PhD: How would that work? Kansas Kenickie: ::winks:: Erich Jaenke: @ We are here.. the tram stops./. Amanda Davis PhD: Oh... ::deep breath and forced smile::: I see. Callista Tyrel: @ Old Southwest is not heavily populated...only in New Phoenix...Oh good...here we are. Annika Sorenson: @::looks at the spa:: Nice. Kansas Kenickie: I don't think the ensigns fear me anymore, they think I have to follow the rules from the Big Giant Head. Amanda Davis PhD: Really? Callista Tyrel: @ :: hops out of tram with a skip to her step :: Fun time! Annika Sorenson: @ ::Follows Callista out:: Annika Sorenson: @Yeah, fun fun. Kansas Kenickie: they don't look at me in fear of their heads being ripped off ::Tilts chair back:: Ooo the good old days when I could slap people around. Callista Tyrel: @ :: looks around..:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::really getting to know the commander::: Kansas Kenickie: or choke them out for fun Annika Sorenson: @ ::looks around the spa as well:: Kansas Kenickie: @ Tram worker> ::Bumps into Callista, taking her credit chit card with all her fund on it::: pardon me Callista Tyrel: @ :: feels something off :: Heh... Amanda Davis PhD: ::hearing a sight groan and mumble, she turns to the captain::: Amanda Davis PhD: :::she stands up and checks the monitors::: Callista Tyrel: @ :: her handbag is dumped on the ground.... :: Annika Sorenson: @ ::continues to look around:: Kansas Kenickie: @Tram Dude> ::tries to act normal and get away from people quick-ish:: Amanda Davis PhD: :::they're normal, but the captain continues to mutter:: Callista Tyrel: @ oh Frak...:: starts picking her stuff up :: Annika Sorenson: @ ::hears something hit the ground and turns around:: Oh no ::helps pick stuff up:: Kansas Kenickie: is he milking it Doc Callista Tyrel: @ Frak Frak Frak! My Identicard is gone.... and PADD !!!! Annika Sorenson: @Uh oh. Did you leave it in the tram? Kansas Kenickie: Tram Dude> ::Slips back into the cart and smiles:::Tourist Amanda Davis PhD: Well... ::she continues to check his vitals::: Not exactly. He's waking up *very* slowly, and remembering things he experienced. ::looks up at the monitor that shows brain activity::: Callista Tyrel: @ Oh no....:: looks up towards where the Tram Worker was.....:: swears :: I just got robbed... Annika Sorenson: @Uh oh. ::looks around:: He's long gone. Callista Tyrel: @ :: kicks some grass a k a. Rocket Racoon Style :: Annika Sorenson: @Don't worry, I got ya. We'll have to call the cops I guess. Amanda Davis PhD: The waves on this monitor :::she points::: Show what area of the brain is active. This indicates he's dreaming. I'm watching the monitor in case it goes into a nightmare he can't shake it off. Kansas Kenickie: Tram Dude> Stays inside the cart, just inside the doors.... he still needs to work:: All aboard! Amanda Davis PhD: But they seem to be settling down. Erich Jaenke: @ The padd can be destroyed remotely Annika Sorenson: @ ::nods:: That's good. Though her identi-card Kansas Kenickie: @ Ground keeper> ::Yells at Callista:: Hey lady... keep off the grass Callista Tyrel: @ :: is clearly upset paces around...now on the concrete :: Annika Sorenson: @::standing on the pavement, looks around:: Callista Tyrel: @ Eric should we call the ship? Erich Jaenke: @ I'll do it. +Manticore+ Jaenke to Manticore. I need the location of Tyrel's PADD. Kansas Kenickie: Annoying Karl> +Erich+ It should be with her... duh Callista Tyrel: @ :: leans against building :: I am thinking of what I can do ...to that man's sonic shower about now.. Cmdr JFarrington: +com+ Commander Janke, this is Commander Farrington. Location search commencing. Annika Sorenson: @I can pay for your stay at the spa. Callista Tyrel: @ Thank you Annika...Thank you. Erich Jaenke: @ +Karl+ Speak like that to me again and I will find a warp 3 long hauler as your new assignment. Annika Sorenson: @::Smiles:: No worries. Callista Tyrel: @ Gila...I wish you could teach me a quick kick. Gila Orrak: @ Oh I could teach you more than that. What manner of death are you seeking? Cmdr JFarrington: +com+ Commander Jaenke, PADD located. Forwarding the area. PADD shut down for protocol. Callista Tyrel: @ Oh ....the revenge type....:: looks to Erich :: Kansas Kenickie: Tram Dude> oh *Curses* as a fire starts in the work cabin area Annika Sorenson: @::Smiles:: Callista Tyrel: @ :: looks to Gila :: I suppose wiring a person's sonic shower to ..do something bad might be worthy of vengeful killer.. :: a small smile appears :: Erich Jaenke: @ I was thinking worse... must be the stress from the last mission. Amanda Davis PhD: :::watching the captain's brain pattern settle into rem sleep::: Kansas Kenickie: @ ACTION> :::Alarms start going off in the Tram area::: WARNING FIRE.... WARNING FIRE Gila Orrak: @ Let's get to the spa.... Oh look' Kansas Kenickie: @ ALARM> please exit the Tram in a calm orderly fashion Cmdr JFarrington: <THIS IS NOT A DRILL. THIS IS NOT A DRILL.> Callista Tyrel: @ :: hears something :: what is that high pitch....:: looks to tram area :: Erich Jaenke: @ Let's just go... Kansas Kenickie: @ Tram Dude> ::Grabs a fire suppressor:: Damn Erich Jaenke: @ :: holds his head :: Callista Tyrel: @ Okay ..:: notes Erich is hurting and decides to just go inside :: Gila Orrak: @ Medicine? Erich Jaenke: @ Is that not your department? Annika Sorenson: @::Looks to the tram area:: What’s going on over there? Annika Sorenson: @Okay... ::follows along:: Gila Orrak: @ Well yes, but I don't always carry a hypo. Annika Sorenson: @Maybe the spa will help. A nice massage will work wonders? Kansas Kenickie: @ Tram Dude> ::gets the fire out, coughs:: Callista Tyrel: @ Looks like a fire..Annika..let's get inside agreed Kansas Kenickie: @ Tram Dude 2> ::Carries the burned up PADD with pink flowers painted on the back outside:: What did you do to this thing for it to blow up on you Cmdr JFarrington: ::leans back in the command chair, still going through the manifest::: Callista Tyrel: @ Well at least he didn't steal my suit...:: walks with Annika, Gila and Erich inside the spa :: Gila Orrak: @ Let's get you inside Chief. Callista Tyrel: @ ( PADD had a picture of a Hot Rod Shuttle on it with Pink Flowers and blue plasma trails....unfortunately no longer entirely visible ::) Erich Jaenke: @ Ahh...a package for all of us... me and three women. Amanda Davis PhD: ::::deciding to stay close for a while to be sure that his impulses are settling down::: Erich Jaenke: @ Spa Attendant > Lucky fella... room seven. Kansas Kenickie: @ Tram Dude 2 ::Puts PADD on the bench:: now we wait for the fire Dept to clear us... Annika Sorenson: @ ::nods:: Kansas Kenickie: @ Tram dudes> ::Helps people exit the Tram::: Callista Tyrel: @ :: walks up to Counter with the group in the back:: Thanks guys for covering me. Cmdr JFarrington: ::as she continues working::: +Jaenke+ Commander Jaenke, Commander Farrington. SITREP on planet. Cmdr JFarrington: ::has a bad feeling about this::: Annika Sorenson: @::pays for herself and Callista and gets her room keycard:: Gila Orrak: @ :: speaks closely to Erich :: Let me level with you, as your new doctor. I need to get a baseline for your ability and it's important to your future medications. Kansas Kenickie: @ Hot Fire Guy> ::Carries PADD into the Spa, walks over to the Comm to make a call:: Erich Jaenke: @ :: holds up a hand :: +Farrington+ The PADD is lost, but situation is under control. We are in the spa near the tram. Annika Sorenson: @Don't worry, hopefully the spa will relieve your stress. Kansas Kenickie: @ Hot Fire guy> ::Winks at the ladies because he knows he is hot::: Callista Tyrel: @ :: wonders if she is going to get a dressing down from the Commander for this....about carelessness....being too slow to react...that stuff... Thought stops at Man in Uniform :: Oh my. Annika Sorenson: @ ::looks as the hot fire guy:: Cmdr JFarrington: +com+ ::slight sigh at "the spa" thing::: Very well. Carry on. Cmdr JFarrington: (prepare to pause) Callista Tyrel: @ :: takes her pass to her room :: Your awesome guys... Erich Jaenke: @ :: to Gila :: Did you do anything to me? Kansas Kenickie: @ Hot Fire Dude> ::Flips PADD over:: nice flowers Gila Orrak: @ I'm not at liberty to say. Kansas Kenickie: @ Hottie Fire Guy> ::Swips his ID card:: Callista Tyrel: @ My PADD!!!! :: walks over quickly to Hot Fire Dude :: My Hero!!! Callista Tyrel: @ :: Hugs Hot Fire Guy :: Kansas Kenickie: @ Hottie Fire Guy> ::Smiles:: it's my job to be a hero ::Winks:: ma'am. Callista Tyrel: @ :: Blows a kiss :: Love you! Cmdr JFarrington: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Cmdr JFarrington: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Cmdr JFarrington: Commander Kenickie, the stage is yours. Kansas Kenickie: nice job everyone Kansas Kenickie: I am taping together our next plot.. if anyone has any ideas shoot me an email. we can throw Erich or Gila in jail if you like Annika Sorenson: lol Kansas Kenickie: other then that.. anyone have questions or comments on how kewl I am Gila Orrak: I am innocent Callista Tyrel: Someone finds a dead tram worker...vacationing crew arrested Kansas Kenickie: that is what I say too Gila... and I am guilty Cmdr JFarrington: Definitely awesomely cool. Especially when you have that phaser on your belt. Cmdr JFarrington: TBS? Kansas Kenickie: it looks better when I shoot it at innocent people Cmdr JFarrington: I'm sure. Kansas Kenickie: TBS.. three and a half minutes. Cmdr JFarrington: ::headdesk::: Yes, ma'am. Kansas Kenickie: you are all dismissed Cmdr JFarrington: Night to all. Great work. Gila Orrak: Night all Kansas Kenickie: unless you have questions or want to go toe to toe
  14. Welcome to the 22 year of USS Manticore! Cmdr JFarrington: Thank you, Commandant Atragon and Admiral Sovak, for joining us this evening. Cmdr JFarrington: As we move into this next year, remember those who have passed. Cmdr JFarrington: Also, remember to celebrate after the sim. Food, cake, and yes, the cake is NOT a lie. BrenFaliver: ::runs off screen to fire up the popcorn machine for old times sake:: = /\ = Manticore Brief Stardate 52004.27 = /\ = Nothing is alive more than the planet of New Las Vegas. Holosuites for solo or convention-sized crowds. Games of skill like Dabo, poker, and tri-dimensional chess. Restaurants representing cultures from around the galaxy with foods for every palette. Then the starship USS Manticore arrived for a much-needed rest after a stressful mission. The first shift departs to pleasures unknown. Commandant Atragon-9: ACTION: INCOMING HAIL Cmdr JFarrington: COM> +This is USS Manticore, go ahead.+ Commandant Atragon-9: COM> + Manticore, this is Commandant Atragon-9 of the Illus Garrison at Titan, requesting permission to dock + Cmdr JFarrington: COM> Commandant Atragon-9, you are clear to dock at berthing A-22. Respond. Commandant Atragon-9: COM> + A9, ack + Sovak: ::To A9:: Do you still remember how to dock? Annika Sorenson: @ ::with Callista somewhere:: BrenFaliver: ::Sitting in the Science Lab, puttering on the main console:: Commandant Atragon-9: :: turns to Sovak :: It's just that big red button, right? Callista Tyrel: @ :: next to Annika on the surface of New Las Vegas...just outside the Large..." Inviting " Casino Cmdr JFarrington: COM> +A-9+ Welcome aboard, Sir. Commandant Atragon-9: Uhh, Green, Green button Sovak: Of course. Commandant Atragon-9: Blue?? Callista Tyrel: @ Well I bet they have some interesting things inside...let's go have a look. Erich Jaenke: @ :: Still at the hotel they were instructed to beam to, with the CMO :: Annika Sorenson: @ Sure, let's go. Sovak: ::raises an eyebrow:: Computer. Standard docking procedures. Annika Sorenson: @ ::Smiles and heads into the casino:: BrenFaliver: ::Sotto Voce to Farrington:: Hmf, what did you do? Commandant Atragon-9: Just kidding, I ... oh, yeah, that works, too Gila Orrak: @ :: Sitting with the CEng :: Sovak: I think you may have been piloting a desk for too long. Cmdr JFarrington: +Docking Bay+ Prepare to welcome Commandant Atragon-9 and company on A-22. ::to Bren:: Well, I haven’t done anything wrong, if that’s what you mean. ::shrug:: I’ll meet them at the docking bay. Callista Tyrel: @ Hope they have a good bar. :: enters the Casino entrance door and his hit by the cool rush of a climate controlled environment :: Erich Jaenke: @ :: Looks next to him :: You seem distant, I don't have to be a Betazoid to see that. Commandant Atragon-9: :: to Sovak :: I hear that! Gila Orrak: @ It's the change from ship to planet. I have not been on a planet for...many months. Annika Sorenson: @ I hope so as well. I could use a good drink. ::looks at all the casino games and card tables:: Sovak: I apologize. Should I speak up in the future? Commandant Atragon-9: ACTION: THE PEGASUS DOCKS ON MANTICORE WITH JUST THE SLIGHTEST SQUEAKY, PAINT-FLAKING LANDING SOVAK HAS COME TO EXPECT FROM A9 Cmdr JFarrington: ::turns to OIC:: Ensign, inform docking bay A-22 that the Commandant and his party is coming aboard so they are greeted appropriately. Callista Tyrel: @ Don't worry Annika...I only have read about Dabo...and I was never good at Gambling at the Academy...errr...well pretend gambling Commandant Atragon-9: ((Uh oh, off to the Brig, huh? )) Erich Jaenke: @ ACTION: The casino Sorenson and Tyrel enter is oddly sized... in fact for a variety of species of all shapes and sizes. Cmdr JFarrington: ((best place to be. Nice and quiet)) Annika Sorenson: @ ::looks around:: Hm, Erich Jaenke: @ :: Pulls Orrak up :: Let's meet with Sorenson and Tyrel. Sovak: ::stands and makes his way to the door, standing aside for A9 to precede him:: BrenFaliver: ::Checks a chronometer, a few hours until he should head to the transporter:: Gila Orrak: :: Gets up :: Oh sure. Commandant Atragon-9: :: steps onto the deck and smiles :: Wow, it's been a long while, hmm? Callista Tyrel: @:: looks around taking in the ...interesting atmosphere...with odd ergonomics ..:: Sovak: INdeed. Erich Jaenke: @:: Walks to the casino the other two reportedly entered... and their locators indicated. Callista Tyrel: @:: still sporting her vacation attire :: Sovak: ::falls in step with A9:: Annika Sorenson: @ ::Likewise, but it's not the worst:: I think it's over this way. Erich Jaenke: @ :: Reaches Tyrel and Sorenson :: Hello Annika Sorenson: @Oh, hey. Commandant Atragon-9: So, with most of the crew on shoreleave, shall we have a coup? Gila Orrak: @ :: Felt a bit out of her element :: Callista Tyrel: @ :: notes Erich and Gila :: Hi guys! :: removes her shades :: Cmdr JFarrington: I heard that, Commandant. ::steps out of the lift just as they begin their usual shenanigans::. Erich Jaenke: @ Callista and Annika...is it that bright? Annika Sorenson: @ ::Smiles:: How're you doin? ::lowers her shades:: All these lights man Sovak: I can never tell if he is serious or not. Then again, I never could. Commandant Atragon-9: Well alright then, we can give you a role in the cabal. Sovak: Commander. ::nods:: It is good to see you. Callista Tyrel: @ Outside sir.. Erich Jaenke: @ They are using a lot of lights illuminated with neon gas. Cmdr JFarrington: And good to see you, Admiral. Cmdr JFarrington: And... my husband. ::she says quietly:: Annika Sorenson: @ Yes, they certainly do. Gila Orrak: @ :: Feeling nervous :: Commandant Atragon-9: :: smiles at Jami with the slightest of nods :: Callista Tyrel: @ That would not be cheap. Gila, ever been to a casino like this? Gila Orrak: @ No...I avoid places with many people. Cmdr JFarrington: ::waves them toward the lift:: Most of the crew is on planet, so we have *everything* to ourselves. Gila Orrak: @ I never was into Cardassian forms of gambling. Annika Sorenson: @Yeah, I'm not too great with card games either. Haven't really done it too much. Cmdr JFarrington: And ::as she steps into the lift:: I notice that you keep the Pegasus neat and clean. ::wan smile::: Callista Tyrel: @ oh...uhm.. okay. :: looks to Chief Erich :: Maybe we should go somwhere less crowded? Commandant Atragon-9: The Illus demand it - and help me clean it. Annika Sorenson: @As long as the drinks are nice ::smile:: Gila Orrak: @ No no... we each have our demons Callista. Cmdr JFarrington: Wonderful. :::to the lift::: Command deck. Callista Tyrel: @ Maybe a drink then? Gila Orrak: @ That would be good. Annika Sorenson: @All right, lead the way. ::to Callista:: Callista Tyrel: @Uhm did you spy a watering hole Chief? Erich Jaenke: @ :: Notices Gila clinging to him. Either she was unaware of how much or knew exactly what she was doing. :: Commandant Atragon-9: Sovak and I are really just here for a short visit. I know that I left some things behind all those months ago. I am here to pick them up Cmdr JFarrington: Admiral Sovak, how is your family? ::the lift stops and the door opens to reveal a smorgasbord beyond belief::: Erich Jaenke: @ :: Looks at his padd, many dots pop up :: Any direction. Callista Tyrel: @ :: looks for the less crowded area :: Let's go this way... Commandant Atragon-9: (( There's a smorgasbord on the Command Deck, it HAS been awhile )) Cmdr JFarrington: Pick them up? Um.... :::clears her throat::: I'm not sure.... that they're still here. Erich Jaenke: @ There's a place called the Drunken Klingon... Annika Sorenson: @ ::walks next to Callista:: Sounds interesting Callista Tyrel: @ Wow. Let's try that out! Cmdr JFarrington: ((Well, we're docked, most are on planet, and we have the place to ourselves)) Annika Sorenson: @::nods:: Annika Sorenson: @ Been to New Vegas before? ::to Erich:: Cmdr JFarrington: Anyway... since you left, the ship has been refurbished, as you obviously noticed. Commandant Atragon-9: They are hidden in the walls of the Ready Room, so unless the ship is a rebuild, I should still be able to get to it all. Erich Jaenke: @ :: Follows the group :: I have not. :: notices a look from a few, one man with three women. He could sense the looks all around him :: Sovak: Doing well, last time I spoke with them. Erich Jaenke: @ :: Closes his eyes as the nerves and fears of Gila wash over him :: Cmdr JFarrington: Oh.. I was wondering what made those walls bulged. Commandant Atragon-9: I'll be right back, shouldn't take too long Commandant Atragon-9: :: Heads for the Ready Room :: Gila Orrak: @ :: Looks at Erich :: You can feel that? Callista Tyrel: @ Notes an establishment with Klingon writing ....with dark colors and dimly lit :: Would that be it sir? Annika Sorenson: @::looks up at the sign:: Looks like it. Erich Jaenke: @ :: nods, then points to a table to sit at :: Erich Jaenke: @ Yes, let's sit. Gila Orrak: @ I am attempting to compress my emotions Chief. Cmdr JFarrington: ::Sovak:: :::smiles as he leaves::: And the children? Has anyone of them taken a career in Starfleet? Erich Jaenke: @ :: sits :: Not working, exactly. Callista Tyrel: @ :: takes a seat ...noting the Klingon themes :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::wishing that the crew was here::: Erich Jaenke: @ :: Wondered about Gila's closeness, but would ask about it later, and explain it to Keb later than that :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::waves a hand at the food::: Please, Admiral. Enjoy yourself while you are waiting. Annika Sorenson: @::sits down as well, taking in the ambience:: Erich Jaenke: @ :: Reads a menu :: I think that is Diet Blood Wine. How is that a thing? Sovak: It seems not. It is well. they have their own pursuits. Cmdr JFarrington: Of course. BrenFaliver: ::Gets up and heads to the transporter room a tad early, assuming the transporter chief will let him wiggle in:: Cmdr JFarrington: And your wife? I recall that she was very good at what she does. Callista Tyrel: @ Hmm...nice touch with the simulated torches. Annika Sorenson: @::smiles and nods, looks over a menu as well:: Commandant Atragon-9: ::Returns from the Ready Room with a large backpack over one shoulder, snagging a deviled egg as he passes :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::Hands Sovak a plate and takes one for herself.. it's a small smorgasbord:: Callista Tyrel: @ :: chuckles :: A barrel of Bloodwine for only...:: mentions credit amount :: Sovak: Thank you. Callista Tyrel: @ :: looks to Annika :: I have never had Bloodwine guess now is the time to try it. Annika Sorenson: @I suppose so. I'll try it if you will. Commandant Atragon-9: I'll be right back, but I have to get this into stasis on the Pegasus right away. Gila Orrak: @ I will start with a shot BrenFaliver: ::To Transporter Room Guy:: Ah, no yes I mean, I know my transporter slot isn't for a little while, but I've wrapped everything up, I feel like I might as well get this over with. Cmdr JFarrington: ::takes a few hors d'oeuvres for herself::: Erich Jaenke: @ So... how is everyone doing, after our last ordeal? Callista Tyrel: @ Shots smart play Gila. Callista Tyrel: @ So far, so good. Ice Cream and shopping. :: smiles :: Commandant Atragon-9: :: heads into the TL :: Back in a jiffy. Annika Sorenson: @::sits closer to Callista:: Same. We managed to get some nice dresses and sandals for us. Cmdr JFarrington: ::quietly, to Sovak::: Just exactly does he have that needs stasis? Gila Orrak: @ I do not do dresses. Annika Sorenson: @Somwhow that doesn't surprise me, though I am curious mow. ::smile:: BrenFaliver: ::Continued:: Light? Yes? What do I need to carry for 8 or 10 hours? .... what do you mean days, I fully intend to sleep in my own bed. Commandant Atragon-9: :: sends private ping to Sovak :: Have it, we need to go, make your exit. Callista Tyrel: @ Annika is a great fashion advisor Gila. Gila Orrak: @ I just never have. Life in the Obs... medical field just did not leave a lot of time. Cmdr JFarrington: :::somewhat alarmed as they seem to tip-toe around::: Sovak: Thank you, Commander. I must depart. BrenFaliver: :: Continues :: And who exactly is issuing the credits for a hotel room? You know, 'relaxation' is an awful lot of freakin' work... Commandant Atragon-9: :: exits TL at the shuttle bay, heading to the Pegasus :: Deck officer, stand by for our departure. Cmdr JFarrington: Oh... such a short time. But you're always welcome. Take care. Cmdr JFarrington: And please take some food with you. Cmdr JFarrington: There's only a skeleton crew aboard, and I get the honor to keep her safe. Gila Orrak: @ :: drinks her shot :: Ahh BrenFaliver: :: Pt 4 :: GAH, forget it, I may or may not be back in a couple hours. ::Heads up to the Bridge for the Science console:: Sovak: Thank you, Commander. Sovak: ::heads to the Peg:: Commandant Atragon-9: :: in the Pegasus, starting the pre-flight, the nacelles still warm :: Annika Sorenson: @. ::swirls her blood wine and takes a small sip:: Whoa.. Cmdr JFarrington: :::stands there, silent, not only curious but somewhat sad that they will not stay::: Erich Jaenke: @ :: drinks his mildly proofed mixed drink :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::nods to Ensign Jackson at helm::: BrenFaliver: ::Pops onto the bridge, a bit confused at seeing a lower ranked duty officer in charge, but says nothing going to Sci-1:: Callista Tyrel: @ :: takes a sip and savors the flavor :: Interesting. Cmdr JFarrington: Jackson> +Pegasus+ You are clear to launch. Good hunting. Commandant Atragon-9: :: targets a focused transporter beam and grabs the tray of deviled eggs :: Sovak: ::enters and takes the copilot seat:: YOu got it? Commandant Atragon-9: Yup - and the eggs, too! Callista Tyrel: ( hehe ) Cmdr JFarrington: ((:::snarkle::)) Callista Tyrel: @ Not bad..::: finishes her shot :: Sovak: Excellent. Commandant Atragon-9: COM> Ack Manticore, this is the Pegasus on departure. Thanks for the garage space! BrenFaliver: ::sits bolt upright in his chair:: Pegasus? Wait, the Pegasus was here? Sovak: ((Good to see you all again)) Commandant Atragon-9: ACTION: THE PEGASUS DEPARTS MANTICORE'S BAY AND SEEMS TO INSTANTLY VANISH, FROM VISUAL AND SENSOR DISPLAYS Gila Orrak: @ :: Another shot :: Commandant Atragon-9: ((Happy 22, Manticore! )) Erich Jaenke: (thanks) Cmdr JFarrington: Happy 22 to You!! Callista Tyrel: ( bye guys! ) Annika Sorenson: (Happy anniversary) Cmdr JFarrington: (Thank you for coming aboard) Cmdr JFarrington: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Cmdr JFarrington: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= TBS to be determined.
  15. USS Manticore NCC 5852 ~Congratulations~ 22 Fantastic Years
  16. = /\ = Manticore Brief Stardate 52004.20 = /\ = The USS Manticore orbits the planet New Las Vegas, a seedy alternative to Risa, for some much-needed shore leave. Mork's former collection of prisoners beamed down to the surface for further examinations and later departures to their respective homeworlds. The Captain and First Officer remain on the ship to further their recovery in familiar surroundings. The crew on the surface begin to pair up and decide their destinations, likely local watering holes. Stomachs growl as dinner and other things, approach. =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\= Cmdr JFarrington: Those on the ship take an @ Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::in sick bay, watching the captain's vital signs::: Callista Tyrel: + Annika Sorenson + Annika...I am in TR1..ready to ..well do things. Callista Tyrel: :: notes the Chief mentioned something about pairing up on the surface :: Annika Sorenson: +Callista+ ::in the lift, just finishes changing into a flattering slim dress and heels:: I'm almost there. Callista Tyrel: :: is typical Callista...in her Hoodie and black pants...:: Cmdr JFarrington: @ :::checking helm and setting up alarms in case other ships get too close or do something more stupid than that::: Kansas Kenickie: @ ::Sits sickbay, tired:: Callista Tyrel: + Annika + Copy...cya soon. Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::yes, we look like a tug, but they better not mess with us::: Gila Orrak: :: Checking her gear at the place assigned to the ship :: Erich Jaenke: :: With the doctor, checking into the, for lack of a better word, hotel :: Cmdr JFarrington: @ :::proximity alarms engaged:: Annika Sorenson: ::exits the lift and enters TR1, waves at Callista:: Callista Tyrel: :: adjusts her handbag which looks more like a tool satchel and takes a look at at Tricorder with map :: Callista Tyrel: Hi Annika..:: looks :: you look great! Annika Sorenson: ::Smiles:: Thanks! You look nice too. Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::a bit worried about the commander, but for good reason:: Annika Sorenson: ::stands next to Callista:: Callista Tyrel: :: steps on the TR Padd :: Well you were going to help me find something more...acceptable for fun.. but ...let's just have fun. Callista Tyrel: Energize! Annika Sorenson: Yes, let's... ::beams down:: Gila Orrak: :: Watching the Xindi being checked in as if they are lost guests on vacation :: Callista Tyrel: :: remats in a plaza right next to a shopping center map with a listing of place to see and go , the temperature is very warm :: Annika Sorenson: ::looks around:: Hmm, nice. Erich Jaenke: :: Gets a status update on the ship on his small pads :: Callista Tyrel: Geez ...should have checked the weather. :: notes people wandering around leisurely shopping , drinking..etc...:: Gila Orrak: :: Turns to Jaenke :: Something serious? Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::ship status report - situation normal, no SNAFU:: Erich Jaenke: :: Looks up :: No, just what needs to be done. Annika Sorenson: Yeah, I hope you don't melt in that. I suppose we should find you something more appropriate for the temperature. Kansas Kenickie: ::Kicks her feet up and leans back::: Callista Tyrel: Yeah.. Let's find a place to ...errr...acclimate me. :: chuckles :: I'll buy you a drink for all the trouble .. Callista Tyrel: :: notes the humidity is also very low, the environment seems full of static :: Annika Sorenson: Sure, let's go. Kansas Kenickie: @ ::Sighs, hopes everyone is having fun fun below:: Annika Sorenson: ::walks around the shopping centre, looks at the various shops:: Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::: as soon as the brewed coffee (no not replicated) is fresh, Amanda takes a Manticore mug and approaches the commander::: How about some fresh coffee. And scones, of course. Callista Tyrel: :: looks around noting apparel and other things....:: Kansas Kenickie: @ thank you Doctor ::Takes the mug:: how is my man doing? Cmdr JFarrington: @ :::snags Ens Weatherly to keep watch on the bridge::: Annika Sorenson: ::finds a neat little boutique, selling some chic looking clothes:: This looks nice. Erich Jaenke: :: Looks about :: Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::settles into a chair next to her::: He's doing well, actually. Better than we expected, given the circumstances. Amanda Davis PhD: @ He's very strong. Annika Sorenson: ::enters and checks the clothes on offer:: Maybe not anything too frilly, but there's lots of options for more subtle stuff that still looks nice. Kansas Kenickie: @ don't I know it ::Smirks:: Callista Tyrel: :: looks at tank tops....:: yeah...:: follows Annika :: Annika Sorenson: I don't really know your personal style, but I'm sure there's something that'll suit you well. Ooh, I like these sandals. Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::slight chuckle as she places the scones on a table next to the commander, along with an assortment of jellies::: Callista Tyrel: :: Callista makes several selections :: Oh I like those...:: picks up sandals :: Shorts...hmm...need those! Annika Sorenson: Definitely need those. Annika Sorenson: Maybe a nice blouse as well. Ooh, these are a nice match for you. ::holds up a blouse and shorts:: Callista Tyrel: Bolian Shopkeeper> Uh first time shopping? Dressing rooms over there....:: gestures :: Annika Sorenson: Thanks, mate. Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::as she sips her coffee she also watches Kansas, who seems tired, but not overworn::: Callista Tyrel: Bolian > :: taps Annika on shoulder :: NIce of you helping her out..she needs it. Callista Tyrel: :: closes dressing room door and changes :: Callista Tyrel: Bolian Shopkeeper> Where are you visiting us from? Kansas Kenickie: @ ::Gulps coffee, breaks off a piece of scone and tosses it into the air and catches it in her mouth::: Callista Tyrel: Bolian Shopkeeper> We got visitors from all over the quadrant here on New Las Vegas, mostly those who prefer warmer climates. Annika Sorenson: Yeah, that's what friends are for... ::picks up another pair of sandals:: Hmm, these'll look good on me. You have these in Size 10? Annika Sorenson: Ah, yeah. I like warmer climates too. Far cry from Europa. Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::impressed::: We should have a contest for that, Commander. Callista Tyrel: Bolian Shopkeeper> :: takes out a PADD...Ferengi in Origin and inputs some values:: Yes I Do...One moment please. Callista Tyrel: Bolian Shopkeeper> :: departs to retrieve sandals :: Cmdr JFarrington: @ :::wandering the decks, checking on several things, especially those who should be on duty::: Annika Sorenson: ::sits on a chair while she waits for her sandals and Callista:: Callista Tyrel: :: exits dressing room sporting a yellow tank, blue shorts, sandals and a beach hat :: How do I look? Touristy? Annika Sorenson: ::looks at Callista:: Naw, I don't think so. That looks really good on you. Callista Tyrel: Bolian Shopkeeper> Size 10s.... are here. Annika Sorenson: How's it fit? Ahh, thanks! Kansas Kenickie: Bartender> ::Approaches Callista:: Dress my lovely? Callista Tyrel: Hehe..I need to work on my Tan....But I think this will do for now! Annika Sorenson: ::takes the sandals, a very nice shade of blue. from the shop keep and tries them on:: Hm, a nice fit. ::checks her reflection in the mirror:: Sweet. I think you should get it. Annika Sorenson: How do these sandals look? Callista Tyrel: Comfortable. :: To Annika :: I will take it! :: To Bolian :: Annika Sorenson: I'll take the sandals too. Callista Tyrel: :: looks at Bartender at Boutique and giggles :: Thank you. Callista Tyrel: Bolian Shopkeeper > Outstanding I will ready your tab. Annika Sorenson: And this anklet. ::picks up a shiny gold anklet from a rack:: Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::is called away to tend to another in sick bay::: Callista Tyrel: Bolian Shopkeeper> A wise choice. I do hope you have fun. IF you need to get your friend a dress, there is a fine Cardassian Tailor shop about a KM down the street... Annika Sorenson: Ooh, okay thanks. ::pays for her sandals and anklet and waits for Callista:: Callista Tyrel: :: Exits dressing room with bags...and puts a PADD for payment of some sort :: Callista Tyrel: Bolian Shopkeeper> Have a marvelous day! Annika Sorenson: Thanks. Callista Tyrel: Okay Annika...thank you...uhm your turn where to now? Cmdr JFarrington: @ :::strolls through engineering, stopping to talk occasionally::: Kansas Kenickie: @ ::Head bobs back, then sits back up:: Annika Sorenson: ::puts on her new sandals and anklet:: Hmm. You're not hungry yet are you? We can get some ice creams or something and continue to walk down the shops. Annika Sorenson: ::arranges to have her heels beamed back to her quarters on the ship:: Amanda Davis PhD: @ :::notices the head bob when she returns::: Commander? Callista Tyrel: Sounds cool! :: follows Annika as they shop, also beaming stuff back to Manticore :: Erich Jaenke: :: Had been sitting silently on a couch in the lobby of the hotel :: Kansas Kenickie: @ I OK Kansas Kenickie: @ how about you take some leave too Doc.. everyone needs a break right? Annika Sorenson: ::remembers seeing an ice cream stall on the map:: It's not too far away, maybe 100 metres to the east. It seems to have really good reviews. Callista Tyrel: :: scurries after Annika for Ice Cream :: Amanda Davis PhD: @ I'm not exactly fond of our port of call this time. Amanda Davis PhD: @ However... how about you take a break. Amanda Davis PhD: @ Tell you what. Let's move the captain to ICU. There's an extra bed we can put beside you so you can relax and be with him. Kansas Kenickie: @ ::Smiles::: I have been here often. Amanda Davis PhD: @ Maybe a little too often? Annika Sorenson: ::the sandals are very comfortable, with nice foot support:: These feel a lot better than my heels I'll tell you. Amanda Davis PhD: @ :::knowing smile:: Kansas Kenickie: @ only to cause trouble Amanda Davis PhD: @ Well... there's that. Annika Sorenson: ::soon finds her way to the ice cream shop:: Here it is. ::Checks out the list of flavours available:: Callista Tyrel: I bet...and it is nice to get out of regulation footwear for once! :: looks at the list :: Oh ....Cookies and Cream! Callista Tyrel: They really have thought of ...well humans. Gila Orrak: :: Sits next to Jaenke :: Are you alright Chief? Annika Sorenson: I hear you there. Amanda Davis PhD: @ :::grabs the attention of a passing corpsman, ordering her to take the captain to ICU... just in case, of course... and to include an extra bed::: Callista Tyrel: :: makes some selections :: Here I got you covered. Erich Jaenke: :: slowly nods :: There's a lot of things going on in my head. Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::Corpsman::: Station two is perfect. Annika Sorenson: ::orders a chocolate flavoured cone:: Annika Sorenson: Oh, thanks. ::Smiles:: Callista Tyrel: Bajoran Ice Cream dealer> Here you go ladies. Enjoy. Annika Sorenson: Thanks. ::smiles:: Gila Orrak: The burden of your mind? Callista Tyrel: :: looks around :: shall we sit or just walk around and explore....I still owe you a drink I feel. Erich Jaenke: Yeah... I should walk around. Might help. Erich Jaenke: :: gets up and heads to the door for some fresh air :: Annika Sorenson: Up to you, though perhaps it'd nice be nice to sit and enjoy our ice creams before they melt. Gila Orrak: :: Follows the Chief :: Cmdr JFarrington: @ :::checking out the other decks, eventually arriving at sick bay::: Callista Tyrel: Yeah...here is some shade over here... Kansas Kenickie: Casino> ::Bright and inviting::: Erich Jaenke: :: Goes outside and heads in whatever direction :: Gila Orrak: Perhaps something to drink, to loosen you up? Annika Sorenson: Sounds good to me. Erich Jaenke: :: give her a look :: Really, are you some kind of country doctor? Gila Orrak: Hmm, no, I was born in a large city. Callista Tyrel: :: walks over and takes a seat..and notes a BIG BRIGHT CASINO ACROSS THE STREET :: Oh I bet they have some fine drinks there ..after our Ice Cream..perhaps we can take a look? Cmdr JFarrington: @ :::stops by Dr Soori to check on the captain's status::: Annika Sorenson: Sure, let's. I just hope I don't have too bad luck in the casino. Callista Tyrel: :: takes a bite out of her Ice Cream cone :: This kinda feels like back in Arizona where I grew up. Amanda Davis PhD: @ :::corpsmen and assistants move the captain into ICU-2:: Gila Orrak: :: Points to a well-lit gambling establishment across the strip :: Annika Sorenson: Oh? Yes, I suppose it would, given the climate. That is, if you grew up in southern Arizona. Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::: the commander seems to be half asleep::: Kansas Kenickie: @ ::Has cup balanced on her leg::: Annika Sorenson: ::enjoys her ice cream, kinda people watching as they sit:: Erich Jaenke: *ACTION: Unknown to the Manticore and most ships in orbit, a small craft enters the system and heads down to the planet surface.* Callista Tyrel: Payson...small community North of old Phoenix. Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::hoping the cup doesn't spill over::: Commander, ICU is ready. Callista Tyrel: Did you find yourself wanting to go to warmer places than Europa? Callista Tyrel: ( ruh roh ) Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::gets the low-down on the captain::: Erich Jaenke: :: Enters the casino across from their hotel :: Erich Jaenke: :: Sits :: Annika Sorenson: Ah, I see. ::nods:: I certainly do. Europa can be nice certainly, but I’ve kinda gotten used to warmer climates during my academy years. San Francisco has pretty nice weather, when it doesn't rain or fog. Kansas Kenickie: @ ::Eyes closed::: Gila Orrak: :: Sits with him :: As your, let's say doctor, let me select a few spirits to cleanse your mind. Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::then notices that Dr Davis and Kansas are together, but the commander seems to be asleep::: Callista Tyrel: Indeed.. those Marine layer days. :: surveying the scene with her ice cream :: Erich Jaenke: Ah, uhm, sure. You don't seem like most Cardassians. Amanda Davis PhD: @ ::orders the corpsman to keep an eye out with the commander and when she awakes, she can move into ICU with the captain::: Gila Orrak: How many have you met? Kansas Kenickie: ((3 minute warning)) Annika Sorenson: Yeah, good times. Erich Jaenke: You are my first. :: holds the glass in his hand :: Gila Orrak: Then I am exactly how a Cardassian should be. Callista Tyrel: I was a wimp with those ocean breezes sometimes. Erich Jaenke: :: drinks, then winces :: Amanda Davis PhD: @ :::spots Jami:: Callista Tyrel: :: notes Casino is ....very bright and inviting :: Cmdr JFarrington: @ ::nods::: Annika Sorenson: So was I at first. I owe it to my academy roommate who got me into surfing. ::finishes her ice cream:: I suppose we can pay the casino a visit, yes? I'd like to see how they compare to old Vegas. Kansas Kenickie: >>> Pause Sim <<<< Kansas Kenickie: >>> Pause Sim <<<< Kansas Kenickie: nice character building everyone Kansas Kenickie: any questions? Kansas Kenickie: Just some everyone knows next is our 22 year birthday Annika Sorenson: yay Erich Jaenke: man Callista Tyrel: wow Cmdr JFarrington: Awesome. Amanda Davis PhD: Do we get cake? Cmdr JFarrington: The cake is a lie. Kansas Kenickie: The cake IS a lie Amanda Davis PhD: ::gasp:: Callista Tyrel: The cake is...fake? Cmdr JFarrington: ::snarkle::: Annika Sorenson: That rhymes Kansas Kenickie: OK everyone get some Sleep Callista Tyrel: goodnight! Cmdr JFarrington: You, too! Amanda Davis PhD: Night all. See you next time. Kansas Kenickie: Nite nite Peeps Annika Sorenson: Goodnight! Erich Jaenke: Night all
  17. **Manticore Brief for Stardate 52004.13** After the rescue of the Captain and First Officer the Manticore set course for New Las Vegas for some much urgent shore leave. The Captain's ordeal strained him psychologically as well as physically, requiring an extended stay. The freed prisoners need offloaded and additional long-term medical care. Add that Starfleet has yet to respond to the fallout over the Mork incident, the crew of the Manticore may be on New Las Vegas for some time. Kansas Kenickie: I would like to thank Erich for helping me out last week. Kansas Kenickie: FYI? New Las Vagus is like the city.... just planet size Kansas Kenickie: Any questions before we start? Kansas Kenickie: >>> Begin Sim <<<< Kansas Kenickie: >>> Begin Sim <<<< Kansas Kenickie: >>> Begin Sim <<<< Erich Jaenke: Helm, drop us out of warp... Cmdr JFarrington: Dropping from warp. ::puts on the brakes::: Annika Sorenson: ::on the bridge, manning the science console:: Erich Jaenke: :: it had been hours on the bridge, frankly he forgot to leave, but had nowhere to go. :: Kansas Kenickie: :::Pacing in sickbay::: Callista Tyrel: :: In Engineering at the moment :: BrenFaliver: ::In Science, in the main island/console across from the CSCI office:: Gila Orrak: :: in sickbay :: Commander, we should be there soon. :: scanning KK :: Erich Jaenke: Contact the NLV control and get us a parking orbit. Cmdr JFarrington: Aye, Commander. Contacting control.... Kansas Kenickie: ::Pushes the scanner away from herself:: I am Fine Gila Orrak: :: Checks her hypo spray :: I now have to inoculate you against local bugs. Hold still. Annika Sorenson: ::cursory checks her terminal:: Kansas Kenickie: Take care of McFly... I am FINE Cmdr JFarrington: +NLV+ NLV Control, USS Manticore NCC 5852 A requesting orbital park. Callista Tyrel: :: securing Engineering for Orbit :: Erich Jaenke: What is the status of our guests, especially the Aquatic? :: In all this time he did not get her name :: Erich Jaenke: :: Erich looked worn out and down, the time on the bridge not common for him. Moving around, checking systems at all hours was more his normal. :: Annika Sorenson: The Aquatic? She's in good health, physically anyway. From what I was told we may be transferring our guests to another ship who will take them to their home worlds. Cmdr JFarrington: NLV Control> USS Manticore, you are cleared for orbital docking at 17-b - watch out for others orbit above and below. How copy? Cmdr JFarrington: :::sigh::: +Control+ Copy, NLV Control. We won't scrape anyone. ::we're bigger and faster anyway::: Erich Jaenke: I think they may find time on the planet beneficial. Contact the local authorities for one place they can stay. I don't want them separated. Callista Tyrel: :: finishes some PADD work...looking at the Matter Anti Matter Reactor ( Primary ) for a final check :: Gila Orrak: :: Hypos the Commander anyway :: Anyone going down is getting this. :: hypos herself :: Erich Jaenke: :: Sees the class M planet appearing on the main viewer as they establish an orbit :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::wonders if she could go down or stay put::: Gila Orrak: :: Moves over to McFly :: For you. :: hiss :: Gila Orrak: If this could change you all into Cardassians we'd have a good old time down there, but alas.. Annika Sorenson: ::Watches the view screen as well:: Kansas Kenickie: I am staying here!! Why would I leave him? Cmdr JFarrington: ::um... stay put sounds good. She'll have lots of privacy and no jerks trying to mess with her::: Gila Orrak: You are both going down, unless you wish to remain on the ship. Cmdr JFarrington: Orbit established. Going to stationkeeping. Erich Jaenke: Oh, I need out of this chair. This is not my style. Annika Sorenson: I'd best check on our guests in the cargo bay one more time. Kansas Kenickie: we are stasytin Kansas Kenickie: staying here, he is not well. Erich Jaenke: :: He bent out of the captain's chair as an old man would out of his favorite recliner. His spine cracked as he flexed backward at his hips :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::turns at the crack:::blink::: Callista Tyrel: + Bridge + Engineering to Bridge.. Everything set here for Orbit. I have completed a maximum diagnostic on our Transporter Systems. They are ready for use. Gila Orrak: Will you at least stay in the recovery room. All the medical machines, but the look of one of our finest suites? Erich Jaenke: +Eng+ Understood. We are attempting to find one place to transport the former prisoners. I am sure they would appreciate an open space. Kansas Kenickie: I am staying here. Kansas Kenickie: :::Crosses her arms:: you may go on leave. Gila Orrak: Captain and Commanders are the worst patients. Very well. Gila Orrak: Oh I plan to, having only heard legends of this planet. Annika Sorenson: ::arrives back in the cargo bay to check on the Aquatic and other guests, but mostly the Aquatic:: Hopefully, we'll get you a ride to take you back home here. Erich Jaenke: If you think that was loud Farrington, you should hear what I can hear in my mind. Annika Sorenson: We should. based on what I heard. BrenFaliver: ::Runs down the hall to the Transporter Room in a t-shirt and swim trunks:: Cmdr JFarrington: :::snarkle::: Sorry, sir. Erich Jaenke: With that, have we secured one place where we, along with the guests, may stay? Erich Jaenke: Chie... :: stops, not seeing the Chief Science officer :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::securing helm, checking all systems::: Erich Jaenke: Also, send a message to the crew that the first batch of personel may transport down. Gila Orrak: :: Gives KK something that could be put in a pocket :: Press this and it will contact me if something goes wrong. It should keep a lock on me and me alone. Gila Orrak: Remember, the physical wounds will heal well enough, the emotional ones will take some time. Callista Tyrel: :: remains at Engineering to make certain the Aquatic, Xindi and other rescued individuals are transported down safely :: Erich Jaenke: :: His padd chirps, notifying him of a single place they get to stay, the Grand Royale Premium Deluxe Limited Edition Hotel, right on the strip..well one of the thousands of strips :: Erich Jaenke: Seems we are staying at some... long-named hotel. Annika Sorenson: ::assists with transport from the cargo bay. co-ordinating for the safe transport down to the surface:: Erich Jaenke: Ready Commander Farrington? Cmdr JFarrington: Sir? Cmdr JFarrington: Ready for....? Erich Jaenke: Are you not going down, or are you on a different shift for shore leave? Callista Tyrel: + Lt Sorenson + Tyrel here...let me know if you have any questions about transporting our rescued guests. Everything should go smoothly... At least from this end. Gila Orrak: :: Places her hand on the Commander's shoulder briefly :: I'll be in touch. :: begins to head out :: Cmdr JFarrington: I'll be here, sir. Not going down at all. Have a few things I need to finish up. Plus, I don't trust the ships in this orbit. BrenFaliver: ::reaches the transporter room, having somehow acquired water wings which are firmly wedged onto his upper arms:: Kansas Kenickie: thank you Doc. Erich Jaenke: Alright. I may very well regret it if my medicine fails and I hear thousands of voices in my head at once. Cmdr JFarrington: ::slight grin:: I'll stay aboard and.... ::wants to say she'd give 'em a fight for their money::... well, sir, just keep things not moving. Gila Orrak: It's what I do, most of the time. Gila Orrak: :: door closes behind her :: Callista Tyrel: :: hopes the heck....wherever they are sending these poor souls..they will be safe :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::Erich::: Well, sir. Let me know and I'll take it down to you. Erich Jaenke: I am only worried if I go too long. I am going to visit the aquatic. Annika Sorenson: +Callista+. Sure, will do. I'm coordinating from the cargo bay, I was told that they are ready to receive our guests at... whenever we're ready. Erich Jaenke: :: Exits the bridge :: Deck the Aquatic is on. :: Lift starts to move :: Erich Jaenke: (( time goes by.. )) :: Enters the location of the Aquatic tank :: Callista Tyrel: + Annika + Thanks...and...hopefully we can get some time on the surface to explore..and...decompress a bit.. I Gila Orrak: :: She stops by her quarters and gets her pre-packed bag :: Annika Sorenson: +Callista+ I hope so as well. Erich Jaenke: :: Approaches the tank :: So, you are the one that entered my mind... Cmdr JFarrington: :::Kansas::: Ma'am, if there's anything you need help with, I'll be here. Kansas Kenickie: Thank you Jami.... it means a lot. Callista Tyrel: :: walks over and finishes up another PADD handing it over to the duty officer :: Erich Jaenke: :: Places his hand on the tank :: Kansas Kenickie: :::Grabs some coffee::: Gila Orrak: :: walking the corridors with her pack slung on her back :: Erich Jaenke: :: Hears her name in his mind :: That's pretty long. Erich Jaenke: :: Thinks of Keb, who seemed particularly struck by the events of this last mission :: Kansas Kenickie: ::Takes a seat next to matt:: Erich Jaenke: :: Gets his to go bag, looks for the Doctor, then bumps into her :: Oof! Cmdr JFarrington: ::wandering down the deck toward her quarters::: Callista Tyrel: :: taps panels and executes a program labeled...Garnoopy 1 diagnostic :: Gila Orrak: :: Really runs into him, pressing against him for an uncomfortably long moment :: Commander... My apologies. Annika Sorenson: ::talks with the techs on the surface, the tank for the aquatic seems to be in good order, glad they had advanced notice to cobble one together over the past few days:: Erich Jaenke: I was looking for you, but this is not what I meant. Gila Orrak: Oh I can think of worse run-ins. Erich Jaenke: :: blushes :: In our line of work yes. I was getting... Cmdr JFarrington: ::up the lift to the officers' quarters, steps out on that level, and continues on::: Gila Orrak: Your dose... :: pulls out a hypo :: Erich Jaenke: You carry that with you? Gila Orrak: Right next to the undetectable knife yes. :: Presses the cold hypospray tip into his neck :: Erich Jaenke: Oh, so cold. Gila Orrak: I've been told that. Erich Jaenke: :: They walk together towards the transport pads :: Kansas Kenickie: ::Empties the coffee cup and ads whiskey to the mug:: Erich Jaenke: :: Holds up a hand :: +Tyrel+ Is the engineering department secure? Callista Tyrel: :: walks over to the "Pool Table" and takes a look :: Callista Tyrel: + Jaenke + Yes , the ship is ready for a stay in orbit. I was just remaining here in case any issues cropped up with our guests’ transport. Amanda Davis PhD: :::stepping out of her office and moving to the sickbay lounge, not exactly expecting the smell of whisky:::: Callista Tyrel: ( ruh roh ) Amanda Davis PhD: ::putting her things aside, she fills her mug while saying::: Hello, Commander. BrenFaliver: ((Dramatic music)) Kansas Kenickie: +Erich+ Can you keep an eye on our people while you are on the planet.... I am going to stay on ship with the captain. Erich Jaenke: +Kenickie+ Are you sure. I can even keep my mind on them. Kansas Kenickie: +Erich+ just an eye... I don't want to make you uncomfortable with using your gifts. Amanda Davis PhD: :::settles into a chair in the physicians' lounge::: Erich Jaenke: +Kenickie+ Aye Commander. Kansas Kenickie: Yes Davis.. Erich Jaenke: +Tyrel+ Once they are down get yourself down. Spend time with Sorensen. I think you two are similar and would get along. Kansas Kenickie: You are free to go on shore leave... Callista Tyrel: + Jaenke + Copy...Buddy Buddy system..sure thing! :: smiles :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::Pats a chair::: Please. Have a seat and relax. Kansas Kenickie: :::Takes a seat::: yes? Amanda Davis PhD: Oh, I know that, Commander. I have too much to do to go ashore. Erich Jaenke: :: Talks to Orrak for their walk :: Kansas Kenickie: ::Sips her drink::: how can I help you Annika Sorenson: +Cargo Techs+. Yeah, okay sounds good. Whenever you guys are ready. Callista Tyrel: :: would like to find an establishment that serves Kanar :: Gila Orrak: These things happen Chief. People grow apart. Amanda Davis PhD: ::is a counselor and she does what counselors do:: Just sit and relax. Erich Jaenke: Yeah... yeah. I know. Life and all. Kansas Kenickie: ::Sicks back:: I am relaxed. Erich Jaenke: :: enters the transporter room :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::since there is no one else around::: Your husband is healing very well. Erich Jaenke: We can go down together and make sure things are settled on the planetside end. Cmdr JFarrington: ::::entering her quarters she settles in to write home::: Gila Orrak: Oh, sounds very romantic Chief. Gila Orrak: :: brightens :: You do know something of Cardassians.. Kansas Kenickie: We aren't married... we are just together. Amanda Davis PhD: Oh. My apologies. Amanda Davis PhD: But you are very concerned, and you have good reason to be. But he is healing more quickly than expected. Erich Jaenke: Do you wish me to start an argument with you, making an aggressive move against you to show my interest? Kansas Kenickie: >>>Pause Sim <<< Kansas Kenickie: >>>Pause Sim <<< Kansas Kenickie: >>>Pause Sim <<< Kansas Kenickie: nice game everyone!! Cmdr JFarrington: had a good time Kansas Kenickie: Any questions? Callista Tyrel: TBS? Kansas Kenickie: 12 minutes Cmdr JFarrington: ::chuckle:: Callista Tyrel: Okay and will our guests have been ...transported to the surface successfully or is that next week's episode? Annika Sorenson: I'd hope so Kansas Kenickie: maybe....... Kansas Kenickie: everyone is dismissed.
  18. = /\ = USS MANTICORE BRIEFING, STARDATE 52004.06 = /\ = After the successful rescue of Commander Kenickie and Captain McFly the Manticore is heading to New Las Vegas. Their diversion there is two-fold: drop off the recently liberated prisoners from the clutches of Mork and get some needed R&R. This holds especially true for the Captain and first officer. Until they reach the planet both the Science and Engineering chiefs are sharing command. Erich Jaenke: BEGIN SIM Erich Jaenke: START SIM Erich Jaenke: AND NOW THE CONTINUATION… Amanda Davis PhD: ::sick bay, helping Dr Orrak:: Erich Jaenke: :: Erich was in a strange place... an awkward place :: Erich Jaenke: :: A special chair :: Erich Jaenke: :: Captain Jaenke? Erich thought aloud :: Cmdr JFarrington: :::at helm, zooming away from the Cardies::: Annika Sorenson: ::in the cargo bay, tending to the Aquatic:: Erich Jaenke: Helm, set course for New Las Vegas, warp 8. Amanda Davis PhD: ::Gila:: How is he doing, Doctor? Annika Sorenson: ::looking forward to some R&R in New Vegas:: Cmdr JFarrington: Setting course to New Las Vegas, aye. Warp 8. Gila Orrak: :: Looks at Amanda :: Well, he is stable for now, but, as Captains want to do, has likely not told me all he has gone through. Callista Tyrel: Commander Jaenke., with your permission I would like to look human again :: points to her Bajoran Nose :: May I visit sickbay? Erich Jaenke: It fits you, but sure. Permission granted. Callista Tyrel: Thank you. Maybe someday I will develop an alter ego with Gila's help :: smiles hand heads for the lift :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::sigh of relief::: Erich Jaenke: She is an alter ego. I can feel it. Callista Tyrel: :: enters lift and designates sickbay :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::Gila:: Surgical station is ready if needed. Gila Orrak: He's under a light sedative in case of some latent emotional trauma. He looks fine, but will need some time away from small space. Gila Orrak: I have implanted a monitoring device to record his medical data. It will tell me more without having him in my lab, err, medical care. Callista Tyrel: :: arrives at Sickbay and takes a seat bench in the waiting area :: Amanda Davis PhD: Yes, Doctor. Annika Sorenson: Hopefully, you should be transferred to another ship back to your homes once we arrive at New Las Vegas ::to the Xindis:: Erich Jaenke: :: to tactical or whoever relays information outside the ship :: Alert New Las Vegas for our need for the aquatic Xindi. Relay the water specifications. Surely they have a tank that can accommodate her. Cmdr JFarrington: :::scanning for anything following or attempting intercept:: Erich Jaenke: +Sorenson+ Let our guest know we are heading towards New Las Vegas. Callista Tyrel: :: looks around feeling her " nose " :: Annika Sorenson: +Erich+ Sure thing, I'm chatting with them now. Cmdr JFarrington: Aye, Sir. Gila Orrak: :: Wonders if she should have gotten permission for the implanted device. Well, no matter. Annika Sorenson: Yes, as you've heard we're arriving soon. It's been nice having you aboard, and I enjoyed our dinner, Tex. Callista Tyrel: :: stands and looks around sickbay :: Erich Jaenke: Also, let me know if we are being followed. Mork and his associates don't seem like the type to let things go. Erich Jaenke: :: Watches the starfield go by on the main viewer :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::turns and spots Callista and approaches her::: Hello Callista. I suppose you don't need that nose anymore? Gila Orrak: She wants ridges and a spoon in the middle of her head. Callista Tyrel: Oh hello Doctor. Yeah you guessed it. Plan B was not needed. :: smiles :: Gila Orrak: :: Gracefully traces the outlines of her own facial ridges :: Amanda Davis PhD: Well, then. Would you like the honors, Doctor, while I stand by the captain? Callista Tyrel: Gila..you sneak..:: giggles :: Gila Orrak: :: Goes up to Tyrel :: You would make an interestingly young Cardassian. Gila Orrak: :: Gestures to the biobed :: Gila Orrak: :: Readies a hypo :: Callista Tyrel: You know I had a question for you regarding...intelligence operatives...:: follows Gila's directions to the biobed :: Cmdr JFarrington: New Las Vegas replies affirmative. Gila Orrak: You think a doctor would know such things? Erich Jaenke: Good. It will take the good part of a day to get there, so we both have time. Annika Sorenson: I don't think I've ever been in New Vegas before, have I? ::ponders:: Annika Sorenson: I been to old Vegas. Amanda Davis PhD: :::standing by the captain to monitor his equipment::: Callista Tyrel: Eh...well.. Perhaps I am being naive to think your security background would help me with my question. Gila Orrak: :: Hypos Tyrel's neck :: Gila Orrak: :: Gets out a large scalpel :: Annika Sorenson: ::hopes she can tour around with Gila and Callista:: Callista Tyrel: I just thought that If I went to Bajor with this nose...they would scan me and find out who I am..... Gila Orrak: :: Puts the large knife away, gets out the dermal regen :: Callista Tyrel: :: notes scalpel and shuts up :: Gila Orrak: The Bajorans would not scan you unless you pose a threat. Cmdr JFarrington: Changing course to evade possible hostiles, Commander. Annika Sorenson: ::checks the aquatic's water and salinity levels as well as her general health:: Callista Tyrel: :: remains still and listens :: Erich Jaenke: Really? Better safe than sorry. Gila Orrak: You'd have to play the hapless sucker. Meaning someone who appears to not know what's going on. Naive seems your strong suit. Callista Tyrel: I have a lot to learn..Hence I ask questions. Gila Orrak: Some people can come into a situation with a commanding presence. Gila Orrak: :: Flicking a regen over her nose :: Callista Tyrel: :: listens :: Erich Jaenke: :: Feels the stress Keb has been under, even while she slept in her quarters :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::the captain seems relaxed, his vitals are improving:: Gila Orrak: That being said. You have to get your story straight, no matter what role you play. Gila Orrak: Could you play my daughter for example? Callista Tyrel: :: looks at Gila :: I never asked you your age...But I think I'd be too old for that. Gila Orrak: I mean you are hardly old enough, meaning I am too young, but could you convince others? Gila Orrak: You have to make the lie more believable than the truth. Callista Tyrel: This vessel is going to require me to do unconventional things....so I guess lying will come with it Erich Jaenke: :: The bridge started to lean.. wait a minute. Erich started to lean. He was getting tired, the stress of the mind application from the aquatic was playing tricks with his mind hours after the incident :: Gila Orrak: Life, if a life worth living, requires unconventional people. Cmdr JFarrington: ::catches the commander's exhaustion out of the corner of her eye, and she wonders if she should strap him in::: Erich Jaenke: With great empathy comes great empathic pain... Callista Tyrel: So have I regained my ....original looks? :: smiles :: Cmdr JFarrington: :::glance at Erich::: Commander, are you okay? Erich Jaenke: Tired is all Commander. Cmdr JFarrington: Aye, Commander. Understandable. ::monitoring the helm console as she talks::: Erich Jaenke: +Manticore+ This is Chief Jaenke, currently in command. Mark your betting pools. We are heading out to New Las Vegas. Short leave will be done in rotations. Be advised we may not be out of the Space Woods yet, so remain alert and vigilant to any repercussions from our last mission. Jaenke out. Callista Tyrel: :: listens to Erich :: He sounds tired. Erich Jaenke: Oh my, I should have the computer auto-correct me. I know the comms can do that. Cmdr JFarrington: :::and he seems awake enough::: Gila Orrak: He needs a good... Hmm, probably a good rest. Gila Orrak: Almost there Tyrel. Gila Orrak: :: Gets a mirror out, makes an adjustment :: Callista Tyrel: :: remains still :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::and the captain is improving, though only a little::: Erich Jaenke: ACTION: Tyrel's reflection appears in the mirror, complete with the Cardassian ridges upon Tyrel's face Doctor Orrak was joking about earlier. Callista Tyrel: Gila!!!! Gila Orrak: What do you think.. of my trick mirror? Gila Orrak: Go and feel your face.. Callista Tyrel: :: instinctively feels her nose :: Amanda Davis PhD: :::looks over, hearing the shout::: Erich Jaenke: ACTION: Only Tyrel's reflection looked Cardassian. Amanda Davis PhD: :::then bites her lip to keep from laughing:: Callista Tyrel: :: exhales and she gets up :: good grief..what ...a mirror. Erich Jaenke: :: Jerks awake at someone down in sickbay and their emotional reaction :: Callista Tyrel: :: blushes as she noticed she kind of screamed a bit :: Callista Tyrel: I guess that was priceless. Gila Orrak: Embedded sensor in the display itself. It has to prototype. You know your own face better than anyone else. Gila Orrak: While you are here, let me get some baseline scans in. Gila Orrak: I should get everyone in for one before they head to the planet. Cmdr JFarrington: :::senses Erich trying not to fall asleep::: Callista Tyrel: :: does a quick Picard Maneuver :: Okay....oh btw...Let me know if you want to go out on this Station we are heading to... Cmdr JFarrington: :::and knows his just a tad telepathic:: Gila Orrak: We should go in three's. Myself, you and that Sorrenson girl Erich Jaenke: :: laughs :: Callista Tyrel: Indeed once Annika is free..indeed. Cmdr JFarrington: ::smirk::: Erich Jaenke: Oh, I think my medication is non-existent. Gila Orrak: She is still swimming with our guest, last I checked.. Cmdr JFarrington: ::checking the console::: Not surprised Commander. It's been a long few days. Erich Jaenke: The stars... :: he looked longingly at the passing starfield :: Annika Sorenson: ::smiles and peers at the Aquatic:: I hope we were a good host and took care of you well. Wish you the best... Gila Orrak: Captain and Commander should remain together, with one.. no two security. Callista Tyrel: Okay I will ...get out now..you two look busy. I'll try to catch up with Annika. Thanks for the ...laughs and my nose. :: exits :: Erich Jaenke: Commander, are there any space facilities at New Las Vegas? Erich Jaenke: I mean for the ship, not a rest stop. Cmdr JFarrington: Aye, sir. There are quite a few. Want me to register for one? Annika Sorenson: I wonder if we're almost there yet. Cmdr JFarrington: :::chuckle::: Aye, sir. Knew what you meant. Erich Jaenke: Yes, the ship needs an external audit. Erich Jaenke: ACTION: A small craft, way out of long-range sensors, also sets a course for NLV Cmdr JFarrington: :::tappity tap:: External audit it is, just so we don't fall apart. Cmdr JFarrington: Don't believe we had much damage, Commander. She's not your normal starship. Erich Jaenke: You don't want to repair a starship with a bent spanner. Erich Jaenke: No, most don't have a cloak. Cmdr JFarrington: No, sir. Sure don't. Callista Tyrel: :: arrives at the Cargo Bay facility with the Aquatic :: Hello Lt. Is our guest alright? Gila Orrak: Shame she did not want to be a Cardassian.. so much I could teach her. Cmdr JFarrington: And.... we have a berthing for external audit. Callista Tyrel: :: walks up to Annika Sorenson :: Annika Sorenson: Hey, sorry.. She's doing well. We're almost at New Vegas, yes? Cmdr JFarrington: Uh... and they're saying we need to pay more? Erich Jaenke: Pay more? I thought this was a Federation locale. Erich Jaenke: Pay the Federation credits. Callista Tyrel: Close. Close. We are in comm Range, I know that. Cmdr JFarrington: It is Federation, Commander. And I'm pretty sure I know who's in charge. He likes to joke. A lot. And drink beer. Callista Tyrel: :: looks at the Tank :: I wonder how they are going to do the transport. Gila Orrak: (large plastic bag filled with water) Annika Sorenson: Awesome. I imagine the same way we transpired her up here. Callista Tyrel: I hope it has not been too traumatic for ...her? Annika Sorenson: Have you been to New Vegas before? I've never been. Annika Sorenson: I hope not either, but it didn't seem that way. Gila Orrak: Doctor Davis, is it? You think I would make a good looking human? Gila Orrak: :: shudders :: Callista Tyrel: No.. Manticore is my first assignment so....I have only been where this ship has been and at the academy. :: places hand on transparent segment of tank...very very gently :: Annika Sorenson: Ahh, same for me too. Though I’ve been to old Vegas plenty of times. Erich Jaenke: :: to NOiP :: You know, the motions of the ship, the sound of the engines... all very relaxing. Cmdr JFarrington: :::returns the comment::: Cmdr JFarrington: Yep... I know who it is. LtCdr Wallawitz. Likes to pick on anyone he knows. Erich Jaenke: It pains me to know so much about what the ship is doing right now. Callista Tyrel: I guess she will be in witness protection until somehow we can reunite her with her people. Annika Sorenson: Perhaps. I wasn't told too much as to where she'll go. I hope she'll be able to get back to her own world. Erich Jaenke: +Sickbay+ Doctor Gila? Gila Orrak: +Bridge+ It's Orrak. My medication wearing off? Amanda Davis PhD: :::checking on the captain, and he seems to be sleeping soundly::: Erich Jaenke: +sickbay+ Yes, make it a double Amanda Davis PhD: ::it must be the hum of the ship::: Callista Tyrel: I guess home back to The Xindi System.. but maybe she doesn't want to. :: wishes she could communicate with the aquatic...a sense of ...let us know if we can help you where you want to go :: Erich Jaenke: << Prepare to pause, last words, update your wills >> Erich Jaenke: +Sickbay+ I think so. Callista Tyrel: Well I am going to need a drink when we get some leave. care to join me? Annika Sorenson: ::Stands next to Callista:: But, I'm sure she'll be okay. I talked with the people on the ship that will be taking her and gave her all the info I have on how to care for her. They seemed knowledgeable and caring enough. That's my hope. Gila Orrak: +bridge+ Be right up. Cmdr JFarrington: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Cmdr JFarrington: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Cmdr JFarrington: Thank you Annika Sorenson: Of course. I'll be happy to. Hopefully, we'll have chance to go shopping, and touring while we're there... and of course hit the slots Annika Sorenson: ::paused:: Callista Tyrel: :: paused :: Cmdr JFarrington: :::looks to Erich::: Erich Jaenke: Comments from the J. Crew? Callista Tyrel: Gila gets props for a great prank Cmdr JFarrington: None here. Gila Orrak: Mirror mirror in my hand.. Annika Sorenson: That was funny yes. Erich Jaenke: Space mirrors Cmdr JFarrington: Creative. Erich Jaenke: Next week we all crash on the planet.. I mean we crash.. at the planet Erich Jaenke: Questions? Cmdr JFarrington: Will we have ice cream? Erich Jaenke: No, only frozen yogurt, or whatever the Rebel confection is made of. Erich Jaenke: If not keep hydrated and keep 1.83 meters away from each other. Callista Tyrel: oh whoops dismissed? Erich Jaenke: Dismissed. Erich Jaenke: :: night cleaning crew comes in ::
  19. USS Manticore Briefing, Stardate 52003.30 Manticore was sent to the Huron sector near the Romulan neutral zone border to entertain a wealthy Ferengi named Mork so his sector will remain open for Federation use and out of Romulan hands. Mork insisted upon a fancy dinner for his new envoy. His choice of cuisine was shocking to say the least. Consulting with the top brass was futile because their moral compass was clouded by politics. An away mission discovered a secret basement filled with alien prisoners. The crew devised an escape plan and successfully freed everyone without a hitch. Unfortunately, McFly and Kenickie have been drugged by Mork and were auctioned off to the highest bidder. The crew attempted to follow and find and rescue them. Commander Kenickie escaped from the Klingon ship. Captain McFly is still held hostage by a Cardassian starship. Manticore is presently in hot pursuit to rescue him. Kansas Kenickie: Begin Sim Kansas Kenickie: Begin Sim Kansas Kenickie: begin simmmmmmm Callista Tyrel: :: rubs her brow..a bit fatigued after all the action but then looks at Commander Kenickie in that pink....dress? oh my :: Erich Jaenke: :: On the bridge in the seat next to the Captain's chair :: BrenFaliver: ::Standing near the bridge Science station:: Gila Orrak: :: Hears of Kenickie's arrival :: Kansas Kenickie: Scan the area for McFly's locator chip. Cmdr JFarrington: :::sick bay, doing what she can::: Erich Jaenke: :: Looks to Bren :: Kansas Kenickie: :::walks to the center of the Bridge, dress swooshing::: Callista Tyrel: Commander...the Captain? :: notes the blood on the dress...:: You injured? Gila Orrak: +Bridge+ What is Kenickie's condition? BrenFaliver: Locator Chip, Commander? We last tried his combadge and got.... a comedy of errors. Kansas Kenickie: Yeah, I am alright.... it's not my blood. Amanda Davis PhD: ::working around sick bay, making sure everything is set up properly::: Kansas Kenickie: There is a location chip in his arm.... it should help us find him and/or locate the ship. Amanda Davis PhD: :::wondering why she was attached to a covert ops ship::: Gila Orrak: +Bridge+ I wanted so much to look on the inside of Commander Kenickie. Callista Tyrel: I would be responsible for those errors. Sorry . BrenFaliver: What material is the chip made of? It'll help me narrow the sweep considerably. Amanda Davis PhD: ::she's a psychiatrist and a neurosurgeon, for goodness sakes:: Kansas Kenickie: look in his medical file, it should have all that mumbo-jumbo in it Erich Jaenke: :: Slowly regaining his senses :: I will attempt a scan. :: Goes to the console and does a wide-field scan a few light-years out :: Callista Tyrel: + Gila + Tyrel here. She appears alright....she will need a change perhaps. Gila Orrak: +Tyrel+ Disposition? Cmdr JFarrington: ::exits sick bay, enters the lift:: Bridge. Gila Orrak: +Bridge+ Farrington is coming up there. What is Jaenke's condition? Cmdr JFarrington: :::steps out onto the bridge and replaces the junior officer at helm:: Kansas Kenickie: Erich.... you OK? or do you need to go to sickbay. Gila Orrak: :: Eyes Doc Davis :: Erich Jaenke: The aquatic steamrolled my mind. I will recover. Erich Jaenke: I was here to merely take command if need be. Erich Jaenke: I am getting nothing on sensors, but that could be for many reasons. Kansas Kenickie: I sure you did better then I am ::Smirks:: BrenFaliver: ::muttered:: This medical record makes no damn sense.... ::normal:: Erich, here are some mineral profiles that may be relevant Annika Sorenson: ::in the cargo bay, keeping tabs on the Xindi Aquatic:: Erich Jaenke: Narrowing the search. Erich Jaenke: We can raise the gain, but that will raise the noise. Kansas Kenickie: punch it up and find my Man Callista Tyrel: I can work on that Chief... :: tries working with bandwidth on the long range scanners :: Erich Jaenke: We will lose real-time scans while it compares scans to compensate. Cmdr JFarrington: Copy, Commander. Punching it up. Kansas Kenickie: take power from wherever you can if you need to. Callista Tyrel: Rerouting Commander... Erich Jaenke: Shall we request other ships join in the scan? Erich Jaenke: :: Sitting in the aft of the bridge working at a reconfigured station :: Kansas Kenickie: No..... we are on a solo mission here Cmdr JFarrington: ::keeping track of whatever is found when it is found::: Kansas Kenickie: :::Paces and swooshes:: Callista Tyrel: :: looks up from a small assistant position next to Jaenke :: Gila Orrak: sickbay: So far no one to save. Good thing some are afraid of my handiwork. Kansas Kenickie: that Cardassian ship couldn't have gotten too far. Callista Tyrel: :: To Erich :: We have those warp trails and impulse wakes...Cardassian vessels do not have cloaks? Do they? Amanda Davis PhD: :::sighs, approaching Gila:: Everything is set on my end. Anything else you need me to work on, or can I finish my observations? Erich Jaenke: Not to my knowledge. Gila Orrak: We are set. You may observe away. Gila Orrak: :: Will need to watch her, observing my forehead :: Kansas Kenickie: our plan was terrible. Cmdr JFarrington: :::Kansas::: Warp speed, ma'am? Slow it down? Kansas Kenickie: fast as you can. Annika Sorenson: ::nods and heads to the science lab, leaving the aquatic under the care of the scientists in the bay:: Cmdr JFarrington: Yes, ma'am. Punching it. Amanda Davis PhD: Thank you, Doctor. I have too many papers to finish. Well, not exactly papers, but it's work. Callista Tyrel: :: looks at Erich :: You ever have someone under your command beam back two combadges in one mission? Amanda Davis PhD: :::she enters her office and sits to finish several things::: Erich Jaenke: Yes, they are not infallible. Kansas Kenickie: have we picked up any signals? Callista Tyrel: Thank you. :: smiles briefly :: BrenFaliver: ::Looks at Callista with his jaw a little agape:: That was cold. Annika Sorenson: ::enters the science lab:: Callista Tyrel: :: feels a bit rattled :: Cmdr JFarrington: :::checking all areas, just so they don't plow into an asteroid::: Erich Jaenke: :: Feels the emotions on the bridge from the people around him. Pushes it out of his mind :: Gila Orrak: I am going to check on the Commander. Would not be the first time command dismissed an injury. Kansas Kenickie: Action> A faint Cardassian signal can be picked up. Annika Sorenson: ::is informed the chief is up on the bridge, and decides to head up there to lend a hand if needed:: Amanda Davis PhD: ::as her door is open, she replies:: Yes, Doctor. I'll be here. Callista Tyrel: Sir...:: points to something for Erich :: Annika Sorenson: ::arrives onto the bridge and takes Science II:: Kansas Kenickie: Annoying Karl> I bet the Captain is ground chuck by now. Erich Jaenke: We have something that conforms to known Cardassian engine outputs.. Cmdr JFarrington: :::checks her console, then adjusts their heading::: Kansas Kenickie: ::Smiles:: let's head that way as fast as we can, eh? Gila Orrak: :: Enters the bridge, seeing there's a party going on :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::Kansas:: Max warp, ma'am? Might be a dead giveaway. Cmdr JFarrington: ::leaves out that we might just crash into it:: Kansas Kenickie: max warp.... I like to make a splash. Annika Sorenson: ::checks scanner readings from her console:: Callista Tyrel: :: notes Gila's entry and nods :: Gila Orrak: :: Gets out her phaser, err, medical scanner :: Cmdr JFarrington: Yes, ma'am. Moving to max warp. Making a splash. Gila Orrak: :: Gets close, but not too close to Kenikie and scans :: Callista Tyrel: What are the odds of a Human being on a Cardassian ship Chief? Erich Jaenke: Cardassian vessels are not particularly efficient. Gila Orrak: :: huffs :: Amanda Davis PhD: ::steps out of her office to check on the injured::: Erich Jaenke: Not much, but her mind is very... interesting. Annika Sorenson: ::Smiles:: Kansas Kenickie: :::gets a towel and cleans up her hands... only:: Gila Orrak: I heard that Chief engineer...things you will not find out. :: the scanner whirls and beeps :: Callista Tyrel: :: notes the Klingon blood on the Pink Dress of the Commander,s has an interesting color pattern to it :: Cmdr JFarrington: ::total focus on her console, checking OPS every now and then::: Annika Sorenson: ::also notices this:: Erich Jaenke: :: to Tyrel :: She has been trained to block mental attempts, but it is fun to try. Callista Tyrel: What about the Captain? :: to Erich :: Callista Tyrel: :: can sense the Manticore ...at very high warp :: Erich Jaenke: What about him exactly? :: He asks, training the computer to keep a lock on the signal :: Kansas Kenickie: Action> Cardassian ship isn't moving that fast.... arrogant spoon-heads::: Cmdr JFarrington: Approaching the Cardassian vessel, ma'am. Callista Tyrel: Do you think he will be alright? :: a bit worried :: Erich Jaenke: +Sorenson+ How is our swimming patient? Kansas Kenickie: Slow us down, lets see if we can steal our man back... maybe their shields are down. Annika Sorenson: She's doing well ::back on the bridge:: Healthy, and she seems to be in good spirits. She's in the care of our competent officers down in the cargo bay Cmdr JFarrington: Slowing to warp 8. Amanda Davis PhD: ::Moving from one bed to another, directing nurses, checking the psychiatric ward::: Erich Jaenke: +Sorenson I will speak with her after this is over. Erich Jaenke: I think he will do all he can to stay alive. Annika Sorenson: Sounds good. Kansas Kenickie: does anyone know how our guests are doing.... I forgot about them. Callista Tyrel: :: looks to Erich concerned :: Are you sure you don't want to have someone ....able to handle the load....to talk to the Aquatic? Gila Orrak: They are fine Commander. Annika Sorenson: Our Xindi guests? They're fine. Cmdr JFarrington: ::slight adjustment around a few asteroids:: Cmdr JFarrington: ::no one likes a broken asteroid... or a broken ship::: Kansas Kenickie: Scan for McFly's chip... Annika Sorenson: They're physically fine, anyway. Erich Jaenke: We, she entered my mind to boost my ability... so I'd like to know more about that. Callista Tyrel: oh. :: quiets :: Erich Jaenke: :: to Tyrel :: I did not know they had mental abilities. Cmdr JFarrington: ::Kansas:: Maintaining warp 8. Recommend warp 7 for a good look. Erich Jaenke: :: to Tyrel :: Relax, I can feel your anxiety. Kansas Kenickie: lets go to 5... lets not over-shoot. Cmdr JFarrington: Yes, ma'am. Dropping to warp 5. ::puts on the brakes:: Callista Tyrel: :: bites her lip a bit :: aye sir. Gila Orrak: :: to Kenickie :: You are fine now, but visit sickbay when you can. Callista Tyrel: I have the Captain's chip ...resonance frequency inputed in all scanners, Chief. Kansas Kenickie: Annoying Karl> I bet they ate him already. Erich Jaenke: :: Keeping a lock, watching the viewer :: Erich Jaenke: :: nods :: Kansas Kenickie: Action> Callista gets a Ping!::: Cmdr JFarrington: ::Karl:: Careful ENSIGN. They'll take a bite out of you. And if they don't, I will. Gila Orrak: :: under her breath :: Paralysis in Karl's future... Callista Tyrel: I have the Captain's chip ! :: says a bit excitedly :: Callista Tyrel: :: reads of bearing heading to the bridge crew :: Kansas Kenickie: Karl> I bet with ketchup. Annika Sorenson: ::looks at the sensor readings:: Kansas Kenickie: ::Perks up:: are we close enough to get him Cmdr JFarrington: ::tap...tap tap:: Ensign Karl, do your duty and give us an aim on that ship. Callista Tyrel: :: looks to Erich :: Can we snag him at this speed? Erich Jaenke: Tyrel, if you like later I can help you recognize any points of worry and how to deal with it. I'm not a counselor, but I can't not blank out a person's mind. Erich Jaenke: No, not at warp. Amanda Davis PhD: ::finishing her rounds, she settles down to other duties::: Kansas Kenickie: ::Curses:: Callista Tyrel: :: does an internal ouch :: Gila Orrak: :: goes to leave the bridge and head back to sickbay:: Kansas Kenickie: ::Glances back at Erich:: Really? Cmdr JFarrington: ::Kansas:: Commander, recommend doing a swing to the. Cardassian's aft. They'll never know what happened. Erich Jaenke: When I'm not medicated yes. Kansas Kenickie: Get us as close as we can, then beam him into sickbay. Erich Jaenke: Once they drop out of warp we can attempt an extraction. Kansas Kenickie: I believe you can do it at that speed. Callista Tyrel: Configuring our scans...to do a dual verification of sorts...Human and Captain's chip. :: taps console :: Gila Orrak: :: Just before she entered the lift door she thought, for a moment, that Kenickie was talking about her caboose. :: Gila Orrak: :: looks up :: sickbay. Erich Jaenke: Yes. Full power to transporters. Callista Tyrel: Full Power Aye sir. Cmdr JFarrington: ::Kansas:: Ma'am, if we match the Cardassian speed, we should be able to..... ::adjusts the speed::: Kansas Kenickie: ::balls her hands into fists:: beam him over when you feel ready Erich Amanda Davis PhD: ::has a strange feeling and exits her office::: Erich Jaenke: The closer the better for the confinement beam.. Erich Jaenke: Almost there... Erich Jaenke: :: watching his indicator :: Cmdr JFarrington: Approaching Cardie, matching velocity, steady as she goes. Erich Jaenke: And.... beaming now! Kansas Kenickie: :::Paused Sim::: Kansas Kenickie: Cliffhanger wasn't my fault :-P Kansas Kenickie: Any questions that I don't know the answers too? Amanda Davis PhD: None here. Kansas Kenickie: Thank you Jami & Amanda for Popping in tonight and helping out Cmdr JFarrington: Had a great time. Amanda Davis PhD: Same here. Callista Tyrel: thanks guys! Kansas Kenickie: if there are no questions everyone is dismissed.
  20. Meritorious Achievement Award The Meritorious Achievement Award is presented to a simmer who has exhibited excellence in log writing. This award may be given for: detailed and creative knowledge of Trek lore that is integrated into the sim, a conscientious effort and obvious work, emotional and/or dramatic content relevant to the sim, humor. Nominations for this award may come from the crew or command staff. Current members of Manticore who have received this award are (in alphabetical order): Atragon-9 (6) Chalice, Vilanne (5) Escher, Malcolm (4) Farrington, Jami (9) Garnoopy (4) Jaenke, Erich (1) Jaz, Eva (3) Mele, Kyle (1) Precip, Mitar (3) Roget, Margaux (2) Sovak (2) Syndrx, Ian (1) T'Prise (5) t'Tamarak, Jaiysa (7) Vakhtang Dalsazashvili (2)
  21. It's time to plan for Shore Leave East, being held this year August 3 to 5 in Hunt Valley, MD. This is NOT a Star Trek Simulation Forum function. Every year a few of us plan our vacations and meet at this fan-run convention for an informal get-together. We have no set schedule and no planned formal events except for those provided by the convention itself. Everyone is responsible for his/her own transportation, room, and board. Full information on Shore Leave 34 in Hunt Valley, MD can be found at www.shore-leave.com. I'll be there!
  22. COSTELLO CALLS TO BUY A COMPUTER FROM ABBOTT ABBOTT: Super Duper computer store. Can I help you? COSTELLO: Thanks I'm setting up an office in my den and I'm thinking about buying a computer. ABBOTT: Mac? COSTELLO: No, the name's Lou. ABBOTT: Your computer? COSTELLO: I don't own a computer. I want to buy one. ABBOTT: Mac? COSTELLO: I told you, my name's Lou. ABBOTT: What about Windows? COSTELLO: Why? Will it get stuffy in here? ABBOTT: Do you want a computer with Windows? COSTELLO: I don't know. What will I see when I look at the windows? ABBOTT: Wallpaper. COSTELLO: Never mind the windows... I need a computer and software. ABBOTT: Software for Windows? COSTELLO: No. On the computer! I need something I can use to write proposals, track expenses and run my business. What do you have? ABBOTT: Office. COSTELLO: Yeah, for my office. Can you recommend anything? ABBOTT: I just did. COSTELLO: You just did what? ABBOTT: Recommend something. COSTELLO: You recommended something? ABBOTT: Yes. COSTELLO: For my office? ABBOTT: Yes. COSTELLO: OK, what did you recommend for my office? ABBOTT: Office. COSTELLO: Yes, for my office! ABBOTT: I recommend Office with Windows.. COSTELLO: I already have an office with windows! OK, let's just say I'm sitting at my computer and I want t o type a proposal. What do I need? ABBOTT: Word. COSTELLO: What word? ABBOTT: Word in Office. COSTELLO: The only word in office is office. ABBOTT: The Word in Office for Windows. COSTELLO: Which word in office for windows? ABBOTT: The Word you get when you click the blue 'W'. COSTELLO: I'm going to click your blue 'w' if you don't start with some straight answers. What about financial bookkeeping? You have anything I can track my money with? ABBOTT: Money. COSTELLO: That's right. What do you have? ABBOTT: Money. COSTELLO: I need money to track my money? ABBOTT: It comes bundled with your computer. COSTELLO: What's bundled with my computer? ABBOTT: Money. COSTELLO: Money comes with my computer? ABBOTT: Yes. No extra charge. COST ELLO: I get a bundle of money with my computer? How much? ABBOTT: One copy. COSTELLO: Isn't it illegal to copy money? ABBOTT: Microsoft gave us a license to copy Money. COSTELLO: They can give you a license to copy money? ABBOTT: Why not? THEY OWN IT! (A few days later) ABBOTT: Super Duper computer store. Can I help you? COSTELLO: How do I turn my computer off? ABBOTT: Click on 'START'.............
  23. The Manticore has reached Earth and found it devastated! Over 85% of the planet's land mass was bombarded from space by meteors causing almost total eradication of life on the planet. Small pockets of humanity survive and Manticore is performing a sensor sweep of the surface to get a complete analysis. After scouring communications frequencies thoroughly, one faint Extremely Low Frequency (ELF) signal, used by the military until the late 21st century, coming from a secure Federation C&C outpost in Alice Springs, Australia. Their tale was one of a massive ship that hurled asteroids from space to bombard the planet. After a long visit and debriefing we find that they may be the only remnant of Starfleet left and that USS Manticore is the only known surviving ship. The commanding officer at Alice Springs tasked Manticore with retrieving a super-weapon from Distare 27, a base so secret even those in Special Operations task force don't know about it. Upon arriving we find out that the weapon is a "matter compactor" - it removes all space from between the atoms in matter and shrinks it to infinitesimal size without creating a black hole. The weapon was installed, Manticore returned to earth and left behind any crew who wished to do so, hoping they could repopulate the earth. After a dramatic soliloquy, Admiral Atragon ordered the Manticore to leave orbit and pursue the unknown enemy, meeting them before they return to complete the destruction. As we search for the enemy, a strange coincidence occurs. When some of the security team make a case that we should focus our weapons on the original attack in time, not the source, weapons expert Hyram Jenkins, formerly of the Distare 27 base, informs us that the weapon also has a time-travel factor. After picking up the crew previously left on earth, Manticore traveled back in time, but the trip was lack-luster, leaving the crew wondering whether we did, in fact, actually travel back in time. Finding the earth intact, we turned and met the enemy, a large conical ship filled with asteroids poised to bombard the planet. The super-weapon was engaged, the alien ship was destroyed, but the asteroids are still on their destructive course. It seems that the weapon compacts artificially created objects, but not naturally occurring objects. Now, with the assistance of deployed fighters, Manticore is destroying or deflecting as many asteroids as it can before they reach earth's atmosphere.
  24. Game Master CO (GM) - TMir Game Master XO (GM) - Cmdr JFarrington Mission Commanding Officer (MCO) - TMir Chief Engineering Officer (CENG) - Dana Los Assistant Engineering Officer (AENG) - Karl A Schultz Assistant Engineering Office (AENG2) - Cmdr JFarrington Chief Medical Officer (CMO) - TKAR USS Avenger (post-Voy Miranda-class frigate) currently drifting helplessly in space, the victim of a Breen hit and run attack during a cadet cruise. Main power is down, the hull has large chunks missing but emergency bulkheads are in place and holding. Several of the instructors are dead or missing, requiring the cadets to step up to the plate. 120214.txt
  25. =/= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #698, STARDATE 51202.13 =/= Thanks to a secret component of our already secretive new weapon, the Manticore will be able to go back in time to face Earth's enemy and stop them before they can damage our homeworld. We have just arrived back at Earth, in the present, to collect the crew members who stayed on the surface to help with rescue operations. Once they are onboard and Security can assess the original attack for a weakness we can exploit, it is Back To The Past! 120213.txt