McFly

February 13, 2024

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Holodeck / manticore

USS Manticore - Mondays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain McFly, Kansas Kenickie

Between 2/12/2024 9:02 PM and 2/12/2024 10:10 PM

Alright, we have everyone here? Most everyone it seems. Let's get started.

9:02 PM

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= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1257, STARDATE 52402.12 = starfleet

= The new Manticore-B was set to receive her new PK module after a lengthy shakedown cruise but the module was intercepted on its way to Starbase -REDACTED-. Manticore has been sent in to investigate. They were able to track the thieves to a junkyard where they came across a decent sized space station that turned out to be a ship. McFly and Pilot went inside and found the module only to be discovered by the thieves. After a firefight Pilot was jettisoned off the station in his shuttle and McFly was captured. They continued their pursuit of the thieves but soon the warp trail dissipated and stopped them in their tracks. Back at the junkyard, they discovered a comm recording of their old scumbag Mork. They're no on their way to his gaudy mansion. Meanwhile, Kansas has been reassigned to Presidential security and during a diplomatic conference on the moon where she thwarted an assassination attempt. Back on Earth she was sent a weird message simply containing three pictures from her brother. She learned a Vorta surgically altered themselves and snuck in as the shooter whose body has disappeared from the morgue. She's now on a quest to gain more information from someone who is not going to be so cooperative. Faldek and Gila are now a year into an undercover assignment on Cardassia. The purpose of which the crew has not been notified of. They've met up with Edvenent to search for -REDACTED-. However, Cardassian command has seen fit for them to be sent to new assignments disrupting their undercover mission. Faldek is on a new Dominion shipyard where after some leg work, he discovered a brand new, and devastating, Dominion ship. However he was caught and sent back to Cardassia. After a meeting with Legate Damar, Faldek is more eager than ever to end this mission. Gila is at an outpost turned medical facility where she has gained the trust of a young Jem'Hadar who she is using for information about a secret training program. And Edvenent is continuing to work with with Faldek to find information about this mission. = starfleet

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::Pacing the space in front of The Chair, he walks over to the Navigation controls and peers over the duty officer's shoulder, checking time to destination:: Was the cloak on this new ship ever given a proper testing? It's ready to go, as far as we know?

:::Pops out of a hatch and slinks down the hall:: (edited)

::back on the bridge at Science II::

::finishing up minor adjustments to medical scanner in response to diagnostics he was running::

::monitoring helm control::

:::Sneaks up behind a doorsmen and knocks him out::

9:06 PM

::Opens the door and smiles:: you would think you would have more guards

It was tested while in development, sir. ::to Bren::

::heads back to his office, sending Edvenet an encoded message instructing him to stop by::

((Are we able to cloak while traveling at warp?))

You would think you'd know when the cat door was left open for you.

((Yes))

9:08 PM

((Just no weapons or shields))

:: looking over readings in his lab ::

Ops, please engage the cloak for a few minutes, and then shut it off. I want to be sure it works before we need it in the near future.

THis cat needs your help for a change

:: Siting in his small office at the Intel Complex, receiving the encoded message from Faldek ::

All systems report nominal sir. Including Cloaking device

::analysing the differing warp signatures::

"I need to get with Gila if she ever gets back about my medication." :: Erich mentions to Violet ::

:::Pokes her knife on his desk::

Interesting you come to me for help. ::pulls out a disruptor gun from under his desk and points it at her:: Are you sure you're not here to finish something?

Do you think I would use the front door if I was going to kill you?

:: Nods :: Aye, Commander

::finishes adjustments to medical scanner, runs confirmation diagnostic to make sure adjustments worked::

::Activates the cloak, ready to deactivate it in a few minutes::

no one knows I left you alive all those years ago... we would both know death if it came out (edited)

::the tired worn Androian thinks for a beat:: ...Perhaps not. ::stows the gun away:: So... how can I help? ::he says in his soft raspy voice::

::sends an encoded message to Gila, "Have what we are looking for, checking one last area, begin finishing up your investigation."::

::Looks at Harnett:: Jog my memory.... our cloaking device, it doesn't exist on paper, right? It's a violation of a major treaty right?

I am looking for something

9:13 PM

:::Leans on his desk flirty:::

:: happy with the readings she sees at the engineering console :: Listens to discussion..

::listening::

::looks her up and down; his one good eye focusing on her special assets:: Aren't we all.

:: Nods, still looking at the Ops console :: Yes, Commander...it violates the Treaty of Algeron.

:::Smiles at him:: I am looking for a module, a special one

A module? What kind of module?

I think a Vorta might be involved

( zpm? )

Those things from the Gamma Quadrant? I don't know any Vortas. (edited)

it's a weapon

:: Makes his way back to the Intel complex transporter ::

:::spins knife::: have you heard anything under ground that might hellp me out

(zero point module?)

( hehe )

::enters his office, scans for listening devices::

:::views diagnostic results, notes that the previously detected variance in the scanner is no longer present::

::Pulls up the Treaty of Algeron on a PADD to burn off the anxious minutes:: I should remember this if I'm going to actually be a Federation officer.

Commander, last time I looked you were already. :: smiles from Engineering station ::

::leans back in his chair:: I'm going to need more to go on. I don't know anything about a module and I'm not sure why a Vorta would be involved.

Annika, can you please review our data from the previous... escapade.... we had at Mork's? Living areas, holding areas, just want information ready if we need it.

how about the attempt on the Federation Prez?

:: looks to Annika :: Now we get to look at bad memories..

::eyes widen:: Now that, I do know something about. What's it to you?

:: Working with various Jem'hadar, Vorta, and fellow Cardassians ::

::Taps at Ops ::

::nods:: yeah sure. We transferred all our records from the Manticore-A. Gimme a sec. ::begins searching, and sighs:: Yeah, fun stuff.

I have some business to take care of with the person who ordered it

Ah we used the Personal Cloak suits that mission. Somewhat effective they were there.

::reviews PADD to determine what taskto pursue next::

OK, here's the schematics of Mork's Castle we visited. ::brings it up on her console:: Everything from his latinum fountain head of himself to his Xindi Aquatic holding tank. Shall I send it over to your console?

Is it me or is the temperature rising in the habitat. :: grumbles in Beluga ::

Yea... worked very well.

::Pulls out her PADD and shows him the three photos:: I have this

((At least his last name was not Simpson))

:: Demats and remats in the Bureau of competence and duty, making his way to Faldek/Khott's office::

Did you dolphins touch the thermostat again? Not that it matters much to me, we orcas are just as good in tropical waters as we are in cold.

You can, but mostly I wanted someone to have recently looked it over if we need to scan for specific lifesigns... it may not make sense, I'm just inordinately nervous right now

:: Encoding her own message :: "Lead on coord of new tech."

these photos are all I have to go on right now

Don't tense up. We're both in seats we'd never thought of ourselves in. (edited)

truer words

::sends back a message "find out what you can but be quick, need to exfil soon"::

Or those engineers on the bridge are not doing there job. :: looks at his station , speaking Beluga the translation program acts as an input device for commands to adjust his view screen ::

::satisfied with the scans and takes a seat at his desk::

:: Listening at Ops ::

::nods:: It's only natural to be nervous when Mork is involved.

::looks through them; points to the nebula and the Jem'Hadar battleship:: I don't know about these two, but this last one... ::lingers his gaze at the picture of the Vorta meeting with two obviously starfleet officers:: This one I do know something about...

::looks at Karl:: Not sure if that was a compliment or an insult.

:: Stops at the office door, pressing the chime ::

Come

Helm ETA to Mork's...

:: Steps inside, nodding :: Gul Khott.

wasn't a compliment

::says '5 minutes' immediately::

9:25 PM

Sorry.... ::smiles:: I've been watching the clock

I'd suggest we cloak entering his space.

It is not everyday we deal with an individual like Mork, let alone trying to track down a lost Planet destroying weapon.

I was going to give that order about 3 minutes from now ::warm smile::

::nods, waiting for the door to close, presses a button on his desk and it locks:: We're nearly done here.

::nods::

::looking over PADD, notes that he still needs to update the medical records for the cetacean cewmembers::

::Tosses some money on the desk:: information is what I need

Have you made a decision?

and I know you have a gambling habit you need to feed

I don't know if this was his main castle, or residence, probably not but I'd imagine you'd have at least servants there. (edited)

:: Decloaks, for the testing of the cloak :: Cloak functioning in normal parameters, sirs

Activate the cloak again, we're almost there.

I have tracked the temperature anomaly to a faulty climate control sensor, I am bypassing it switching to an auxiliary... I will notify the simpletons of the issue.

Karl, while your behavior at times is sometimes questionable. I have come to rely on you. Don't ruin it.

:: Nods :: I have, I will come with you..

Good... ok, you dolphins are off the hook.

everyone loves me

::looks up at Kansas:: I have an acquaintance who recently performed some surgical work on a Vorta. Turned him into a pink skin. ::points at the picture:: These two were with him, they were apart of what happened with the Federation President. ::leans in:: And because I'm so generous, I'll give you this one for free. It was all a distraction. ::smiles::

:: Reactivates the cloak :: Aye, cloak is reactivated

:: Goes to find that particular Jem'Hadar ::

Helm, we're about a minute out, as soon as we drop out of warp take us a somewhat indirect route toward Mork's facility. Maybe have the local star at our back

::stands from the XO chair:: (w, somewhat not really) You're confusing loathe with love...

do you have a location? or destartion from what ::Holds up some more money:: (edited)

Ok. The meeting with Damar went... Poorly. I suspect he might be onto me, so we're gonna head to Fleet Com and see if there's anything else we can glean before we signal our extraction. (edited)

I am insuled Sven you are calling me a Dolphin, I am a Beluga. Despite what my Federation supplied identification image displays.

::grabs medkit and starts heading to Cetacean Ops::

::notices the variance of tempurature in CetOPs, looks to Calli:: There's a higher than normal temp variance in Cet OPS. Can you guys sent an engineer to take a look at it? ::shows Calli::

:: Nods :: Understood

. Vasn't taking about you though. The other dolphins... technically you might also consider me a dolphin too.

Oh I don't know where they're at now. And I assume the body of that poor Vorta has already disappeared considering you didn't know who he was.

:: notes :: Oh Bart sent a repair order in I see. :: scrolls :: Running Auxillary. The problem is not all our engineers are trained for Servicing CetOps...

Perhaps so ..but you are too big to be one of them in my mind.

::nods:: Yes, those are limited in numers aren't they?

:: She knows she had to work quickly, but not raise suspicion. ::

Plus, I think I ought to do the job myself. The few times I have worked with Bart...well he tends to be salty.

what was the distraction for?

::gives Edvenet a set of BC&D credentials:: Let's go.

I can help if you need someone to dive down there. Although those diving lessons we had on Earth during shakedown went pretty well.

:: Holds his head :: "I think I need to go to sickbay."

I'd enjoy the assistance. But for now we best focus on the main mission. If the Auxillary cuts out...we will get down there right away.

Aye sir!

:: Takes the BC&D credentials and follows Faldek ::

A distraction from your module. ::smiles a big Joker grin with a glint in his eye::

:: Has someone else take over while he went. Violet followed ::

::drops us out of warp and sets a course of an indirect route to Mork's place::

:: Watching his readouts at Ops ::

::enters Cetacean Ops::

So you do know where it is

::Nods:: I can lower the tempurature , and maintain it from my console here, but that's only as a temporary stop gap.

One moment....

::heads to the transporter and punches in "Fleet Command Center"::

:lowers the temps to an acceptable level for the orcas, belugas and dolphins::

::notices the doctor approach the tank::

::picards his uniform watching us drop out of warp::

No I don't. Only the ones who stole it know where it's at right now.

I like you Shrovh.... we have had a fun time together. but that can end quickly if I don't get more information from you

+ Lt Banks + Tyrel here....could you clarify if the error has been rectified?

:: Stands with Faldek ::

Hard to give what I don't have.

::beams over with Edvenet, demat/remat::

:: demat/remat::

What's our best plan, here? Open hailing frequencies and act like we're all pals? Sneak into the facility and snoop around (without any of our best snoops...)?

Been there, done that.

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::Pulls her knife closer to his neck:: Don't play me for a fool.... you have a tell you moron

Since we don't know what his intentions are...I would suggest covert as we are cloaked already.

::approaches the cetacean tank, nods towards the cetaceans:: Greetings. I noticed that your medical records are not up to date. I was wondering if you would have time to address that now, or we could schedule an appointment.

Oh now the human responds. +Tyrel + LtCdr. Tyrel you finally discovered your communications device. Yes I have rectified the situation, and the temperature is now nominal. However, I expect better diagnostics to be done on your end upon installation of said equipment.

:: Collecting all of the data she can on the ketracel ::

You know how much I like it when you threaten me. ::smirks:: Since you've gotten me all excited, I'll let you choose. I can tell you who those other two people are in that picture or...

+Tyrel + Your poor performance is noted. That is all..

Alright... let's get a few of our best security officers to join an away team. Helm, bring us close enough for transporters. (edited)

I can tell you what happened to your boyfriend. ::smiles::

::stops and looks at Ed:: We're the BC&D, we can go damn near anywhere, but stick with me.

:: blinks ::

Spoken like a true professional.

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::Pokes knife closer:: McFly?!

Oof.

::hears Banks comms, looks at Tyrel::

What happen to McFly

Is that your choice?

:: Nods :: Yes, and look where that got you with Damar...

::raises an eyebrow at Banks' conversation with Callista::

That is my God for saking choice

:: Still follows Faldek ::

I actually find the human cute. But she does not meet my strict engineering standards yet.

Someone wants to get left behind...

Not quite...

:: looks to Annika :: Oh I think I might be doing some damage control on a dive for sure now.

I mean, I like the hooman Annika. She gives us fish and she's Swedish.

::moves to Bren:: while I appreciate our Cetacean Ops. For a lieutenant to speak to any superior like that is uncalled for.

::enters one of the main command areas, seeing banks of big screens showing deployed Cardassian and Jem'Hadar fleets::

:: Enters sickbay and sat down in what could be described as a waiting area ::

::eyes the doctor some more pressing his nose to the glass, much like his Discord pic:: +Teven+. Ja, Halla. Can ve help yoo?

:: Follows, looking around the room at the screens ::

:: raises her hand :: I apprecaiate your support EJ. But it could be the translation Matrix adjusting the the Beluga language. it's not quite on target yet. :: she hopes ::

He was taken by the thieves who stole the module. I don't know where they are. They are set to rendezvous with their buyer at some point. I don't know where. I do know your ship spooked them, though, and they ran with him still on board.

::looks at Pilot:: I agree wholeheartedly. They report to Erich in the end, right?

::looks at his PADD, walks towards an open console::

+Sven+ Greetings. I am here because you and your colleagues need your medical records updated.

::nods to Tyrel:: Aye. ::looking at Bren:: I believe so. But Tyrel will handle it, it sounds like.

:: Follows Faldek to the console ::

do you have a contact that can point me in that direction ::Drops more money on the desk::

+Tevek+. The hooman Annika already checked us oot, but okay go ahead I guess.

Commander, I think the Belugan culture is something we are all working on..We'll get this ironed out sir.

It helps that the two orcas speak Swedish and Norwegian... just sayin'

Hah, they might wish they got Erich instead.

9:45 PM

::Looks at the bridge officers:: Alright... who wants to go over with the away team? I realize none of us are likely very eager.

::eyes Tevek suspiciously::

I don't. But I do know, it has something to do with that nebula picture. Find out where that is, you might find him.

:: Gila spoke to her Jem'hadar friend Vouching for him seemed quite strange, but the others seemed to agree to her reasoning. ::

::Nods:: good catching up with you. stay alive eh?

:: swims next to Sven :: I like this Doctor. He is thorough.

Well you're out. ::taps Bren::

::laughs:: You too

Ja, that is good. I like his thoroughness. Good things aboot these Voolcans

:: Raises an eyebrow, tapping at ops ::

:::Pops open the ceiling hatch and climbs in::

Captain, I recommend we cloak in orbit and scan the site from above..to determine if the Ferengi is even there. Maybe the place has been looted during Mork's absence and now is home to someone else?

:: Violet sat with him, as if sitting with her father at an old hospital ::

ACTION> THE DOOR TO SHROVH'S OFFICE OPENS UP AND TEN SECURITY PERSONNEL WITH DISRUPTORS POINT THEM DIRECTLY AT KANSAS

::nods in agreement::

::he gains access to the console and begins very nonchalantly copying Fleet positions and planned movements to the encrypted PADD::

:::Curses herself and drops down::

Good point, let's do that before the team beams down. We're already cloaked, but lets take a look first.

Callista Tyrel

Captain, I recommend we cloak in orbit and scan the site from above..to determine if the Ferengi is even there. Maybe the place has been looted during Mork's absence and now is home to someone else?

((We're cloaked.

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:::nods:: +Sven+ Although I appreciate Annika's work, as a Medical Oficer I want to make sure all information required by Starfleet medical is on file. I will join you shortly for my scans.

:::Hands up::: Hello boys

:: Looks around the room, eyes peeled ::

Ja okay.

:: pulls up records :: I do not the complex had some sort of mineral that inhibited scans in the construction. However I believe we can get around that now

You didn't think I'd let you just walk out did you?

::Is grabbed and pullled into the Hall::: I'll get you for this Shrovh

::prepares to join the Cetaceans in the tank::

I can't wait! ::laughs::

((Lord they're gonna send her to Rura Penthe!!))

::Yells back:: The Money is FAKE

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Of course the cloak is an issue...but is anyone going to be capable of dealing with us?

((Look at Pilot giving me ideas!))

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See this is why we have the Bureau of Competence and Duty, there are corrupt individuals throughout the entire government, but sometimes you just have to do a little digging. ::his words dripping with subterfuge::

::watches Tevek::

Alright, Annika? What do the scanners tell us, anyone in the residential sectors?

::has four hands on her::: Hey boys I am not into 5 ways

:: Nods in agreement ::

I am kinda taken at the moment

the bipeds in their suits always look funny

::finishes copying some of the files and steps away from the console::

::nods:: Yes, maybe about a dozen or so. Most likely servants, and staff but there's no guarantee that's the case.

Any short humanoids with giant ears?

::nods:: Ja true... though the hooman Annika looks nice in her soot.

::doublechecks his suit and equipment::

:::Spots a few people walling down the hall, grabs a Kid and holds her knife to his throat::: Curses Me

I'm trying to isolate for Ferengi lifesigns... so far they seem mostly Nuuvian (edited)

Is there any large residences?

:: Still next to Faldek ::

:::Backs up as everyone stays still::: This is not my choice of exits boys... but you gave me little options

:: Taps at Ops, keeping an eye on the cloak ::

::starts heading for another area:: Let's go.

::satisfied that everything is operating within parameters, enters the Cetacean tank::

+Security+ Needs some covert ops qualified folks, TR asap. Pilot out.

Sven, if the hooman brings good food I might even tolerate the engineer in a suit.

::::Pushes the Kid at the guards and runs for it::

+Pilot+ Aye. ::heads to the transporter room::

:::Cuts the hand off one the the guards that grabs her by the arm::

Nuuvians....ah yes the ones that gave the massages.

::sees tevek splash in:: Annika always knows what kind of fish to dispense. +Tevek+. Velcome to the tank.

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:: Hoping her memory was good enough for this job as she had no ability to carry any memory devices with her ::\

:: Keeps up with Faldek ::

Welcome to our abode Doctor.

Yes... and the one... no, I don't want to bring that memory back. (edited)

:::Slids down the hall and into the transporter room,pushes the officer down to the floor::

Scan that residence.

:::Pokes at the console:::

::nods in greeting...to the extent he can while swimming:: +Sven+ Thank you. Who would like to be examined first?

:::Jumps onto the platform just in time to shimmer off the station and back onto the shuttle waiting for her::::

I believe there might be a Ferengi lifesign down there, but I don't know if it's Mork or not.

I'll beat my station...just give me a COMM when you need me Doctor.. :: swims off ::

:::Curses repeatedly::

Whoever's closest -- maybe me, or Inga? I'm ok with neing examined.

::arrive in the TR::

:::Changes course to get away from that stupid trader::

::watches Bartholomew swim off, swims closer to Sven::

That's where we send them. +Security Ops+ Coordinates will be set and you are to beam down. Capture the suspect, defense yourself. (edited)

::close to Sven, also ok with being examined::

+Pilot+ Aye sir.

::starts to head for the exit::

::beam down to the residence::

:: Follows close ::

I need to decided... that stupid PK or McFly

Maintaining Transporter locks Commander.

10:00 PM

( must jet have a good night folks )

::monitors the area::

::to Sven, while working to open his tricorder:: How have you been feeling? Any issues that I should be aware of?

ACTION> A GROUP OF GUARDS BARGE IN WITH RIFLES ALL POINTED AT EDVENET

:: Stops in his tracks ::

::doesn't stop::

::begin moving covertly through Mork's residence looking for him::

Dalin Edvenet! You're under arrest for suspicion of espionage!

::Brings up at secure line to Jaffee::

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Damn, I have a lot to NPC next week.

10:03 PM

KK, Komments?

nothing from meeee

NPCs to the rescue!

TBS will be immediate. Manticore's security team will beam down to Morks mansion, KK will talk with Jaffee and Edvenet is getting arrested.

Someone save me!

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Questions or comments?

They did beam down technically lol

While Faldek makes a clean escape!

Alright, well then they walk into his mansion

10:04 PM

Faldek's job is done. He comes home now.

yay

woo

Alright, if nothing then let's give a big hand for Tay Tay for winning the SuperBowl last night. A first for any music star... DISMISSED!!!

At least the 49ers didn't win.

I watch the Puppy bowl and the KItten half-time show

Honestly, I was hoping they'd both lose

10:07 PM

but it was still a fun game, for someone with no dog in the fight

I recently learned that Nickelodeon was showing the superbowl with their own commentary and I wish we had watched that instead. It looked hilarious.

Apparently the Canadian doesn't understand football... Someone has to win lol

Yeah, Spongebob was funny

10:07 PM

lol yeah

Goodnight and good week all yall

Later dudes

I must be off.. snow and work in the AM

It's not like soccer, no ties allowed. (edited)

Nite nite people

Bye everybody!

McFly

later babe

no shootout at the end of OT

I know. I wanted a Mighty Ducks style shootout. That would have been exciting.

10:09 PM

Or The Big Green if we really want to compare it to soccer.

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Space Port Aegis - Fridays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain Sylfaen, Nijil tr'Korjata

Between 2/9/2024 8:55 PM and 2/9/2024 10:04 PM

Hello

hi

Jyl got wrangled into kiddo taxi service, so I do not know if she'll be here tonight.

9:00 PM

Any questions or such before we begin?

9:01 PM

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Any progress on communicating? Those numbers adding up to anything?

::at the camp, monitoring efforts there::

Maybe. Right now it's just questions.

:: Looks up at the question ::

:: Appears at the camp :: "Oh, well someone thought to bring the holo emitters."

Isn't that nice?

Keep up the work. If we can't explain why they need to stop whatever they're doing, we'll need to explain why we stopped them.

9:10 PM

Of which, ::Nijil:: How are our options coming?

::nods, keeps trying to communicate::

Do we have options....?

"I don't want to have to depend on others for travels."

::sends a message asking who they are::

I get it. ::nods and looks at her PADD:: Looks like we have most people accounted for. We should be at the final stretch. (edited)

"The computer is getting better at prediction, but in the end there will be a delay before it can create an anti-wave. And when it does there's no telling how long it can keep it up."

We need to get their attention. Prepare the anti-wave.

"Aye, loading the program into the portal computers." :: moments pass :: "Load complete... synchronization complete. On your order." (edited)

ACTION: Signal response comes from the void, a series of binary numbers and a matching series of base-5 numbers.

Captain, I have a response from the void. It's a set of binary number, as well as matching set of base-5 numbers. Running the translation now.

"We are getting something."

ACTION: Computer comes back with two strands of repeating 4 digits in a long chain.

:: Looks at Dacia :: "Waiting is the hardest part."

Well then...

"Hmm, a repeating chain if numbers...a code?"

::nods:: Sure is. Especially since there's nothing you can do but wait.

The message is 4 digits. Two strands in a long chain.

9:24 PM

Maybe Nijil

9:26 PM

::thinks, tries running the digits with the alphabet::

ACTION: Computer outputs "B-A, B-D,A-C,C-B,B-B......."totally 63 pairs

9:29 PM

totalling 63 pairs

9:31 PM

::Nijil:: The order is given, engage.

So, 63 pairs of letters is what I got

"Wait... wait. Two strands of base pairs? DNA?"

That's would be a unique way of answering "who are you".

"We can run it in the medical database, but I am not sure how we respond."

It is, running it through the medical database

"63 pairs are not enough, so what are they saying? Is their language based on DNA sequences?"

9:35 PM

"Am I still to do the anti-wave?"

Also prepare a similarly encoded version of a baseline humanoid DNA. Terran human, they're about as common as it comes... no offense.

9:35 PM

::considers::

9:35 PM

Do it.

None taken Captain.

"Aye. Anti-wave away." :: presses a button ::

ACTION: The boarders of the field shimmer and it's expansion stops.

9:38 PM

ACTION: The field begins to shrink slightly/

::monitors the field:: It has shrunk slightly

"program is holding for now."

ACTION: Along the retreating edge. the reclaimed ground.... is black and twisted. The grass has died, rocks have cracked and crumbled, and the ground itself seems to be more akin to ash.

"Muuhi will scold me for taking so long to recognize that pattern."

::Nijil:: Got something to share with the class (edited)

That looks like anything but good.

"I worked with the real Muuhi for months, so to learn the language she taught me medical. " He stopped :: "Our fate if we can't stop this field from expanding."

9:52 PM

:: to Mimi:: " We had to teach each other in order to fix their machine."

::nods::

9:55 PM

::sends a message the beings asking if they were once humanoid like her and the others:: (edited)

ACTION: Another signal from within the field. With the latest codes the computers decipher this into a 3D image of a tall being, 3 meters in height, roughly humanoid, hairless, and skin that seemed to change in color and texture.

"I am reading they found a message written in dna code. Fascinating."

"An image... Interesting."

Ooh. I hope they can get something useful out of it.

Very interesting

"Maybe something to earn my existence."

hm, I hope so?

ACTION: Then, the image moves, looking around for a moment before raising it's arms upward, it's skin going to a deep red hue and forming a rough spikey texture.

definitely not Yith

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::Freeze frame::

Thanks everyone.

10:03 PM

Hope everyone has a good weekend, going with a quick dismiss and goodnight, as I have to go deal with the doggo trying to dig a hole in the house.

Goodnight!

night all see ya next week

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= /\ = USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1256, STARDATE 52402.05 = /\ =
The new Manticore-B was set to receive her new PK module after
a lengthy shakedown cruise but the module was intercepted on its
way to Starbase -REDACTED-. Manticore has been sent in to
investigate. They were able to track the thieves to a junkyard
where they came across a decent sized space station that turned
out to be a ship. McFly and Pilot went inside and found the
module only to be discovered by the thieves. After a firefight
Pilot was jettisoned off the station in his shuttle and McFly
was captured. They continued their pursuit of the thieves but
soon the warp trail dissipated and stopped them in their tracks.
They returned to the junkyard to find any information and discovered
a recorded communication by none other than our grotesque Ferengi,
Mork.

Meanwhile, Kansas has been reassigned to Presidential security
and during a diplomatic conference on the moon where she thwarted
an assassination attempt. Back on Earth she was sent a weird message
simply containing three pictures from her brother. She learned a
Vorta surgically altered themselves and snuck in as the shooter whose
body has disappeared from the morgue. She's now on a quest to gain
more information from someone who is not going to be so cooperative.

Faldek and Gila are now a year into an undercover assignment on
Cardassia. The purpose of which the crew has not been notified of.
They've met up with Edvenent to search for -REDACTED-. However,
Cardassian command has seen fit for them to be sent to new
assignments disrupting their undercover mission. Faldek is on a
new Dominion shipyard where after some leg work, he discovered a
brand new, and devastating, Dominion ship. However he was caught
and sent back to Cardassia where he's set to have a meeting with
Legate Damar. Gila is at an outpost turned medical facility where
she has gained the trust of a young Jem'Hadar who she is using for
information about a secret training program. And Edvenent is in
Cardassia's main military intelligence complex where he just
learned about a "project nebula".
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Star Trek Simulation Forum

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USS Manticore - Mondays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain McFly, Kansas Kenickie

Between 2/5/2024 9:03 PM and 2/5/2024 10:17 PM

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= The new Manticore-B was set to receive her new PK module after a lengthy shakedown cruise but the module was intercepted on its way to Starbase -REDACTED-. Manticore has been sent in to investigate. They were able to track the thieves to a junkyard where they came across a decent sized space station that turned out to be a ship. McFly and Pilot went inside and found the module only to be discovered by the thieves. After a firefight Pilot was jettisoned off the station in his shuttle and McFly was captured. They continued their pursuit of the thieves but soon the warp trail dissipated and stopped them in their tracks. They returned to the junkyard to find any information and discovered a recorded communication by none other than our grotesque Ferengi, Mork. Meanwhile, Kansas has been reassigned to Presidential security and during a diplomatic conference on the moon where she thwarted an assassination attempt. Back on Earth she was sent a weird message simply containing three pictures from her brother. She learned a Vorta surgically altered themselves and snuck in as the shooter whose body has disappeared from the morgue. She's now on a quest to gain more information from someone who is not going to be so cooperative. Faldek and Gila are now a year into an undercover assignment on Cardassia. The purpose of which the crew has not been notified of. They've met up with Edvenent to search for -REDACTED-. However, Cardassian command has seen fit for them to be sent to new assignments disrupting their undercover mission. Faldek is on a new Dominion shipyard where after some leg work, he discovered a brand new, and devastating, Dominion ship. However he was caught and sent back to Cardassia where he's set to have a meeting with Legate Damar. Gila is at an outpost turned medical facility where she has gained the trust of a young Jem'Hadar who she is using for information about a secret training program. And Edvenent is in Cardassia's main military intelligence complex where he just learned about a "project nebula". = starfleet

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(( Woah! ))

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:: Holding his head as a headache rolls over him ::

::exploring the junkyard, sticking close to Calli as she scans with her tricorder::

:: Working with the officials at the medical complex ::

:::Grabs a phase adjusting Phaser and looks at Chip:: I guess this is where we part again

::kicks a small piece of metal::

Ok Edvenet, I have a meeting with the big guy. Be safe ok?

::running diagnostics on biobeds and other major sickbay equipment::

::Pacing the bridge::

:: Nods:: I shall, you take care as well.

Chip> :: ponders the situation...:: Right, I need to disappear for a while. They are on to me..I'm going to have to shake them....I have places I can go...

::not sure what he needs so he just brings himself, heads out to the main government complex across the way::

:: Is sitting at Ops, keeping an eye on the away teams signals ::

:: Leaves Khott's office and heads back to the transporter ::

:::Hugs Him:: Keep yourself in one piece. I will do the same... if you hear of my Module... well you know how to get me the word.. Love you much

:: unaware of the Mork revelation..having not been told she continues looking at things...scraps...parts..::

I don't think I'd know what the PK module would be, if I was staring directly at it.

9:11 PM

::similarly unaware of the Mork revelation::

:: Can hear every step Bren takes as he paces, still watching the readout at Ops ::

9:11 PM

((Like that))

::looking around the junkyard with his security teams::

9:11 PM

+Away Team+ Anything to report?

Chip> :: hugs :: Take care sis....I'll contact you when I have something more to go on... :: starts going through A Clean up protocol...in his actions...clearing traces of his presence :: Now get a move on...

+Pilot+ Nothing but assorted space junk.

((The PK Module is housed inside that giant fin you see at the top of a nebula class starship. Typically that fin has sensor equipment or maybe labs or something like that. We have a giant weapon because we're cool.)) (edited)

(Ah, thanks... doubt Annika would know that though.)

+Annilka+ Copy that. Continue to search for now.

:: smiles to Annika :: I'll let you know if I got a glimpse of it. Honestly though I don't think it is something one would just leave somewhere unattended.

::enters the government complex, showing his credentials to gain access and telling them he has an appointment with Damar, the security personnel check and see it on the books allowing "Khott" access::

:::Packs up her Go bag with more gear. Heads to the door::

One could only hope.

::ends his comm with Annika, clicks to the other channel:: +Manticore+ Pilot to Manticore.

"Are you alright?"

Chip> :: last seen setting some small charges...as if to destroy evidence that he was here.....::

"I will be fine, just my medication."

+Pilot+ Go ahead, Pilot

:: Looks up from Ops at the sound of E.J.'s voice ::

KARL> If you keep pacing like that you are going to hit the deck plating soon :: To Bren::

Gul Khott, you're expected in Legate Damar's office.

::acknowledges Pilot and continues searching:: ooh, is that...::picks it up:: oh, it's only a gold ingot. ::frowns and tosses it back on the floor::

I suppose they could strip it for what is inside...but...I find that...very dangerious. :: tricorder sweeps ::

::A little too sweetly:: Better the deck plating than youuuu

That's where I'm headed. ::gets in a lift and heads up the floor that Damar's office is on::

+Bren+ Sir, I have found information regarding a ferengi named Mork.

9:16 PM

+Bren+ It appears to be a communication record. I have recorded on my tricorder.

Hmm, you'd think they'd just want it for its core components?

::mouths out something profane:: +Pilot+ What did you find.... ugh this can't be good.

:: Listens as I keep an eye on the Ops console ::

:: walks a few feet from Annika spotting containers of Self Sealing Stem Bolts ::

::reviews diagnostic results for biobed 1::

+Bren+ It was just a communications record so far. I will have the team continue to search.

:: Inquiring on behalf of that eager Jem'Hadar for more access ::

::looks at the pile of debris on the other side of Callista::

((Take those bolts! I am kidding!))

:: sweeps some dust of the crates reaveling labeling of stem bolts..her scans confirm they are indeed self sealing bolts ::

:: Still listening as he taps at his console ::

::sends Annika a text via tricorder about the ferengi named Mork and to see if she can find anything else on him::

:: activates a palm light to inspect more crates...haphazardly left at the junkyard ::

::Smirks::

::sees the text, raises a brow, replies back 'ok':: Mork, huh? ::uses her PADD to research Mork::

((::pokes Bren::))

Got something? :: walks over to Annika curiously ::

((I'm pretty certain Annika was on the team when we had dinner.

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::Jumps into her shuttle and hurries through the departure:::

((What?))

((We didn't end our comm lol))

((Oh, ok))

((I said what it was that I found and that was it lol))

+Pilot+ Well, what's the communication log about, then?

9:21 PM

((I figured if there was something more, you'd say it lol))

::approaches Damar's office door, presses the chime::

Chip> :: hunderds of meters away....sets of small charges...eliminating his former hideout ::

((lol))

I got a message from Pilot to look up our friend Mork. I figured it wouldn't have been long for him to buy his way out of jail. Junkwise? No... still just that -- junk.

+Bren+ I haven't gone through it just yet. I do have it saved so I can when we return to the ship.

:::Notes the sparks in the forest:: I loved that stupid tree house

+Bren+ That's all I have for now...Captain. ::grins::

::Increases speed:::

::sitting behind a desk inside a moderate sized office fit for a Legate:: Enter.

::sends Pilot some information she found on Mork posting bail some time ago, unsurprising given he's a rich dude::

:::grumbles::

+Pilot+ Thanks, XO...

:: stops in her tracks :: What? Mork? We went out of our way to bust that creep! :: looking disappointed :: Geez I hope he is not out for revenge or something.

+Bren+ I guess I had that coming.

:: Raises an eyebrow as he listens to Bren and E.J. ::

+Bren+ Pilot out.

::enters:: Gul Khott, reporting as requested Legate.

::moves to Annika, while reading the message she sent::

:: Still busy staying out of trouble in the intel complex ::

I wonder if he realized that was us all along? Sure didn't seem that way when he was oggling our... assets.

:: kicks a crate in frustration ::

::gestures to the seat in front of the desk::

Wait, he's the XO now?!

::takes a seat::

::nods as biobed 1 is functioning within normal parameters, moves on to the results for bed 2::

That doesn't surprise me, to be honest. Enough latinum will still get you a lot of places.

9:25 PM

Watch your foot.

If I'm the captain? Sure, then he's the XO. Look, we're missing ::counts on his fingers:: three more senior officers than myself at this time.

:: chuckles breifly :: I can't believe we did that whole sting....My only success in the Intelligence business in my career.

"I will need you to help me Violet."

"Me? But I-"

Hey, we managed to get a semi-nice modelling career out of it and some free swag.

"You know as much as you need."

:::Checks the news feed for any reports, then checks the dark news:: (edited)

Well I be damned. I need to be commissioned.

::to himself:: I think you mean 'decommissioned'

((LOL!!!))

:: Taps away at Ops, keeping tabs on the away teams locations on the station :: Commander Faliver, who is this...Mork?

Hey!

Oh yes....that was ....a plus. :: fires up her tricorder again and begins sweeping :: But I must confess, I really got interested in the intelligence business after that.

no one would sponcer your application

Oh shut up, Karl!

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::nods:: Yeah, it was fun all things considered.

:: kneels to inspect another pile of junk....more plasma conduits ::

::To Sanchez:: truth hurts huh.... someone sponcered mine

::gets to Annika:: So this Mork character, he sounds somewhat dangerous..?

::runs through a padd:: Gul Khott. Chief Investigator for the Bureau of Competence and Duty. And how is our competence these days?

What is this? A warp coil? ::shines her light on a large piece of cylindrical metal::

well that can change ya know..

:::Brings her shuttle into orbit of Station K-7::

During our shakedown...I actually sent an inquiry into Starfleet Intelligence if they needed an Engineer for certain things. Suffice to say I never got a reply.

::replies:: Yes, I recall my first mission was infiltrating his base. He seemed like a dangerous guy... he even had some Nuuvian girl as his dinner... no joke.

::Checks the chronothingie in the chair's arm:: +Pilot+ How much longer do you anticipate the search taking?

Aww, that's too bad ::smiles kindly at Calli::

He eats people?!

:: turns her palm light to Annika's direction :: Oh yes...a segment of one at least. Not an entire coil...

Yeah.. he sure does\

:::Changes into something more reasonable:: oldest station in the fleet ::Grumbles::

Well I just found a glinn at the new shipyard was leaking information. Also I don't necessarily trust the shipyard commanders competence either. Other than that it's routine.

Looks like I am going to have to get my mek'leth sharpened. +Manticore+ Pilot to Manticore, get ready to beam us back.

EJ! Hello..Sorry I was lost in thought.

::nods to Callista:: Hello Callista!

Yeah... he even gave me a bit of brain in a leftover tupperware container.

+Away Team+ Prepare for beam out.

:: Taps away at Ops :: + Pilot + I have a lock, Commander, awaiting your command.

Ops, do the thing when Pilot signals, please.

::hears the comm and prepares for transport::

+Manticore+ Energize.

And yes he is dangerous...:: recalls the original mission involved with the dubious Mork ::

:: Nods :: Aye, Commander Faliver

9:32 PM

+ Pilot + Energizing now.

9:33 PM

::Taps on his console and energizes the transporter ::

::Pulls her skirt down and touches up her hair::

::demat/remat on the Padd::

::Shimmers over to the station::

::beams back to the pad as well::

::sighs, leaning forward in The Chair, putting his head in his hands:: We're going to have to go visit that sick freak again, aren't we...

Let me get to the bridge with this communications record. It should be available if you need to take a look. ::exits to the TL::

:: arrives next to Annika ::

:: Raises an eyebrow :: Who is this...sick freak, Commander? :: Turns to look at Bren, eyebrow raised ::

::lays the padd down on the table:: Of course, our new Dominion ship yard. You were sent there to ensure our people were doing their jobs and as you said you found discrepancies. Good job. They have already been dealt with.

am i the only one looking forward to this

:: stows her gear ::

Mork... rhymes with Pork. I won't tell you why I remember it that way

::stows her gear as well::

::exits the the TL and goes to the XO chair and sits briefly:: So...this Mork person eats people?

::Eyebrow still raised, turns back to the Ops console::

:::Enters the bar, scans the room with her eyes... smells the Klingons in the room:::

::Pauses as he hears E.J. :: Eats people?

::nods:: We have a very swift justice system. Although I have found numerous people over my career but have never been invited to the office of the leader of the Union before... (edited)

::reviews diagnostic results for biobed 2; all within normal parameters::

I wonder what Commander Bren will do now. How do we find Mork again.?? :: walks with Annika ::

I wonder if he's connected with the missing PK module?

:::walks up to the bar, puts a few slips of latium on the bar::

:: Sees her Jem'Hadar friend has a place in the training program ::

::looking at Bren:: I think you more experienced with this person than I am.

::looks at Khott trying to determine his motives for flattery:: ...According to Dal Madred's report, you went rogue yourself and entered a ship hanger designated off limits to everyone.

Bar Tender> ::takes the money:: He isn't here

He's a very sick Ferengi.

Well I think we need to talk with this very sick Ferengi.

::thinks:: Not sure, how we'd find Mork again. Not sure if I want to find him again, to be fair.

He prefers... to eat sentient species. I'd call him a cannibal, but Ferengi are about the only species we didn't see him eating.

I don't see how. Maybe he is building a restaurant out of it :: taps lift door and enters :: Bridge.

Well, at least he doesn't eat his own.

Alright. I have a few ideas how we find him, but first how do you suggest we go about it?

:: Shakes his head a bit :: Disgusting..

We could use the communications record to see if we can pinpoint a location, possibly.

:::puts more money on the bar::: we both know he is here... whiskey neat this time

But I am all ears to your way.

:: Taps at Ops ::

Ridges too.

Well, he'll need employees if he is setting up another restaurant...I guess he'd need waitresses. And cooks with strong stomachs.

I only did so because during my investigation I had a feeling that Dal Madred had been acting suspiciously to me, upon searching his office I found his personal access codes on an unsecured PADD, which allowed me to gain access into the secure area, so I figured since I was there I might as well see what was going on. With my office I am supposed to have unrestricted access to all areas of any Cardassian military facility.

::enters in after Calli:: Wouldn't put it past him.

Bar Tender> :::Puts a glass on the bar & fills it::: we both know he wouldn't see you even if he was here (edited)

My second idea is to call Admiral Jaffee and, I believe the expression is 'phone a friend'? My third idea... Kansas taught me how to access some kind of forum system for bounty hunters and the like. Well, she didn't mean to tell me, but she didn't lock her console, either. Anyway, I could post smething there, either looking for info, or selling some prisoners we make up. But, first, lets just go back to his house and knock on the front door. That's my first plan.

Aye sir.

::reviews diagnostic results for some of the medical lab equipment::

The PK theft ....just doesn't match his MO...however. :: lift opens to bridge ...Callista exits and heads to Engineering station ::

::spins the chair to look at Karl::

9:44 PM

Are you okay?

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Yes, Cardassian facilities. That was a Dominion facility. You illegally searched through the office of a station commander, stole his access code and trespassed into a highly classified Dominion lab.

::heads to Science II::

:: looks to Karl :: The guy would need supplies...Although It might help to find out exactly when the guy got out of prison.

i looked that up.. 4 month ago

(lol)

Guarded and manned by Cardassian military personnel. I felt it was in my purview.

Mhm. ::spins the chair and looks at Sanchez:: Plot a course to Mork's last known location. Engage on Commander Faliver's command.

Bar Tender> :::taps the bar where money should be:::

Couldn't find much on exactly when he was released, sadly. Though I'd imagine he would not have stayed very long in prison.

Engage, post haste please

::stifles a low burp:: Aye...sir!

:::Takes the shot and taps the glass::

So, this log you saved...?

Maximum warp. ::to Sanchez::

::engages at maximum warp::

Commander Bren, Morks last location. Was this the facility where we conducted our prior operation against him?

::becoming more stern in his speech:: The Cardassian personnel are your purview. If you are denied access by the Dominion then you stay out.

DS9?

::pulls out his tricorder and taps transferring the data to the Chair and Computer::

:: looks to Bren ::

:::Puts more money on the bar:: I need to see him

9:49 PM

Bar Tender> ::refills the glass, take the money::: Good luck with that

I was denied access by Cardassian personnel. I do not recall being approached by anyone from the Dominion. Even if I had been denied by Jem'Hadar I probably wouldn't have paid them any mind because they are an inferior species. They should be under our command.

Maybe that Palace we raided ...:: shrugs as if she does not have the answer ::

Callista Tyrel

Commander Bren, Morks last location. Was this the facility where we conducted our prior operation against him?

Yes, it is. Was.

Probably wasn't his only palace though.

:::Downs shot quickly:: your Mother is a Targ loving cow

That place...was disturbing...:: recalls a mission with Commander Bren in the bowels of that place liberating poor people who were on the menu....::

Kansas Kenickie (K-7)

:::Downs shot quickly:: your Mother is a Targ loving cow

((Well, that escalated quickly))

Yeah, it sure was creepy

:::Puts more money on the bar::: See you when I see you... jerk

::shakes his head:: I hope it is. I don't want to be searching for him all day.

Bar Tender> ::nods:: Good to see you alive.... for now

::looks over the medical lab equipment diagnostic results; notices a minor variance in one of the scanners::

::::Exits the bar and heads to the lift::

9:54 PM

:::Enters the lift, looks at the handles... then up at the hatch::

We are being presumptious of course that Mork is the individual behind the theft...someone could be trying to throw us off.

::Hikes up her skirt some and Pops the top hatch open::

::takes a deep breath:: We have allied with the greatest threat to the Federation since their inception. We have invited them as guests to our homeworld and work together to claim our role as the elite superpower in the Alpha Quadrant. When our guests see that the Chief Investigator of our Competence and Duty department is ignoring protocol because he THINKS the rules didn't apply to him then that makes the competence of the ENTIRE Cardassian Union appear very poor in the eyes of our guests!

::nods::

But my hunch was right and I did find incompetence on the part of Dal Madred.

Commander, even if Mork wanted to convert a PK into some sort of energy source for a new lair..It is my opinion he would be in over his head. He would need Federation personnel....to even attempt something so risky.

::heads over to medical scanner that is displaying variance and begins making adjustments to it::

::Puts her foot on the handle and jumps up grabbing the the hatch opening. Pulls herself up and on top of the lift::

::Blinks a bit, confused::

::closes his eyes and takes another deep breath; he gets up from his chair and walks a couple of steps behind him to a table; he grabs a tall glass and pours out a thick liquid; he takes it and turns back to Khott:: What did you find in that room?

Convert... the PK... new... lair.... you kinda lost me

I should think you would know, however I found a very large Dominion battleship, like nothing I had ever seen before.

I think he would use it for money to buy more... cattle

A crazy theory he might actually want to use the PK as an energy source .. :: hears Karl :: Selling it yes...I suppose that makes more sense.

Or, maybe he wants revenge by eating our Captain, and the PK was just a ruse? ::look on his face suggests he is not serious::

:::Climbs up the shaft, then pushes open a jeffries tube and climbs in before the lift is called and kills her:::

::making further adjustments to medical scanner::

::sits back down and sets his drink on the table; eyes Khott noting his disrespect:: Did you retrieve any data on it that you've retained?

If he eats our Captain, there will be hell to pay.

Sure would be

from whom... Starfleet for Kansas?

*or

If he even attempts to sear him. He will feel the wraith of the Starfleet and ME!

But he would want to let us know before he ate the Captain right? As to make us suffer the thought.

:: Taking another look at the White ::

::to Karl:: Me. The man is a friend and colleague. He's stubborn old goat sometimes.

Not if his revenge is just personal and directed at the Captain, and not us. But, I doubt that's the case.

((LOL! MysteryGoat))

::looks at Damar, seeing that he's fishing:: If I had they would not be in my possession currently, or anywhere easily obtained by others.

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:: Taps away at Ops, listening to all the theories on the bridge ::

I don't think a being who eats people care about making others suffer

True enough.

::stares him down:: Have you told anyone else about this incident or what you saw?

So we should be awaiting a signal.. from Mork...threatening to consume the Captain....and make us do something...or would he just contact us to let us know how he did the deed. :: thinks :: Sorry that was disgusting.

::opens her Tric so she doesn't get lost... Hurries down the tube:::

Uh, don't want that thought in my head

I have not reported it to anyone above or below my current station, other than yourself.

( Must go sorry folks )

No, we'll scope out the area quietly, if need be reach out to Mork again I guess. I don't expect him to hail us, I don't believe he has or wants to eat the Captain.

Keep it that way.

10:04 PM

You're dismissed.

::to Callista:: He had better think before he eats.

::nods, stands up and leaves, post haste::

::believes he has managed to correct the variance in the medical scanner, runs diagnostic on it again::

::watches Khott exit the room; drinks up his kanar before the doors even close::

:::Wishes she had-had one more drink::

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Well that was fun playing Damar.

10:06 PM

KK, Komments?

nice work everyone and Yay my Bot worked!

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lol

Oh yeah and Kansas is on K-7 which is fun.

10:07 PM

TBS will be immediate.

10:07 PM

Questions or comments?

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Bren!

none here

Wouldn't the head of the Cardassian Union know the Head Inspector of the B..C&D.... whatever.

10:08 PM

I was surprised (pleasantly?) that the disguise kept up lol

Probably in the best interest of the department and morals to keep the two separated.

10:09 PM

And I don't know if he's the head of the entire department, just the lead investigator.

I'm just clever.

lol

Like I think there's supposed to be a healthy separation of the DOJ from the presidency. Or maybe it's the FBI? Or maybe both. You get the idea. (edited)

Sure, but I suspect the President would know the Deputy Attorney General for Investigations, you know?

The FBI is under the DOJ

Not that I'm arguing it shouldn't have worked...

10:10 PM

its not like that, just me understanding Cardassians I guess

Maybe Damar was made aware of the change but they haven't met yet.

Fair enough

Or Damar was drunk that day they met.

Cardassia is like... Nazi Germany (edited)

Damar was drunk a lot

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very

Cdr. Faldek/Khott (Cardassia)

Cardassia is like... Nazi Germany (edited)

Then what are the Dominion?

That man was hitting the sauce a lot.

10:11 PM

The Chinese?

Korea (edited)

I think the Dominion would be more like North Korea except they have real power.

Cool cool, thanks

Don't quote me on any of that.

10:13 PM

Alright, anything else?

Not from me.

So quote you on that

Night folks

Hmm, all the tongue sticking out emojis are smiling

10:14 PM

If that is all then guess who's coming to dinner?! ...DISMISSED!!!

Mork with no Mindy.

and what is for dinner.... little McFly and Klingon for dessert

Goodnight

He can try and test the Klingon. That test is rigged and liable to bite back!

Later dudes

Bye everybody!

Careful, he might like it

Nite everyone

LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

10:16 PM

Night night all!

McFly

later babe

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= /\ = USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1255, STARDATE 52401.29 = /\ =
The new Manticore-B was set to receive her new PK module after
a lengthy shakedown cruise but module was intercepted on its
way to Starbase -REDACTED-. Manticore has been sent in to
investigate. They were able to track the thieves to junkyard
where they came across a decent sized space station that turned
out to be a ship. McFly and Pilot went inside and found the
module only to be discovered by the thieves. After a firefight
Pilot was jettisoned off the station in his shuttle and McFly
was captured. They continued their pursuit of the thieves but
soon the warp trail dissipated and stopped them in their tracks.
They returned to the junkyard to find any information.

Meanwhile, Kansas has been reassigned to Presidential security
and during a diplomatic conference on the moon where she thwarted
an assassination attempt. Back on Earth she was sent a weird message
simply containing three pictures from someone she trusts. She has
tracked them down in hopes of gaining more information.

Faldek and Gila are now a year into an undercover assignment on
Cardassia. The purpose of which the crew has not been notified of.
They've met up with Edvenent to search for -REDACTED-. However,
Cardassian command has seen fit for them to be sent to new
assignments disrupting their undercover mission. Faldek is on a
new Dominion shipyard where after some leg work, he's discovered a
brand new, and devastating, Dominion ship. However he was caught
and sent back to Cardassia. Gila is at an outpost turned medical
facility. And Edvenent is in Cardassia's main military intelligence
complex where he just learned about a "project nebula". And after
spending too much time trying to find more information, he's now
in danger of being discovered.
= /\ = END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1255, STARDATE 52401.29 = /\ =

January 30, 2024

Star Trek Simulation Forum

Holodeck / manticore

USS Manticore - Mondays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain McFly, Kansas Kenickie

Between 1/29/2024 9:05 PM and 1/29/2024 10:18 PM

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= The new Manticore-B was set to receive her new PK module after a lengthy shakedown cruise but module was intercepted on its way to Starbase -REDACTED-. Manticore has been sent in to investigate. They were able to track the thieves to junkyard where they came across a decent sized space station that turned out to be a ship. McFly and Pilot went inside and found the module only to be discovered by the thieves. After a firefight Pilot was jettisoned off the station in his shuttle and McFly was captured. They continued their pursuit of the thieves but soon the warp trail dissipated and stopped them in their tracks. They returned to the junkyard to find any information. Meanwhile, Kansas has been reassigned to Presidential security and during a diplomatic conference on the moon where she thwarted an assassination attempt. Back on Earth she was sent a weird message simply containing three pictures from someone she trusts. She has tracked them down in hopes of gaining more information. Faldek and Gila are now a year into an undercover assignment on Cardassia. The purpose of which the crew has not been notified of. They've met up with Edvenent to search for -REDACTED-. However, Cardassian command has seen fit for them to be sent to new assignments disrupting their undercover mission. Faldek is on a new Dominion shipyard where after some leg work, he's discovered a brand new, and devastating, Dominion ship. However he was caught and sent back to Cardassia. Gila is at an outpost turned medical facility. And Edvenent is in Cardassia's main military intelligence complex where he just learned about a "project nebula". And after spending too much time trying to find more information, he's now in danger of being discovered. = starfleet

= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1255, STARDATE 52401.29 = starfleet

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9:05 PM

TBS was four hours

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::at Science II on the bridge:::

::At Ops, doing Ops things ::

::Has one of the science displays up on the big screen while sits in the scarychair, holding two PADDs::

::arrived back on Cardassia Prime, having slept on the transport back, heads back to his office as his meeting with Legate Damar isn't until later::

::looking at the main screen::

:: Is working in the Intel Complex, moving files around ::

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::in sickbay, updating medical records of recently injured crewmembers::

::Change shuttle direction and heads along the coast::

::decides to call up Calli, dispensing with formalities:: +Calli+ Hey Calli, it's me Annika. Do you know if anyone in engineering is at least somewhat familiar with alien warp technology? Sadly, the trail ran cold finding the captain. Could use some extra expertise in trying to pick up the trail again.

My eyes are going numb from the staring and the watching and the looking....

Rub them ::to Bren::

I hear you there.

+Annika+ Annika.. Letme take a look with you up there.....cya what you have. be there shortly

+Calli+ Super, thanks.

::looks down for a moment, at the PADDs in his hands.::

::Dips shuttle and lands in the forest::

:: Finishes up and heads to the Complexes transporter area, beaming to the Bureau of Competence and Duty ::

::Head snaps back upward:: No, wait, right there

Oh?

::tapps on the PADD in his right hand to explain where he means::

::arrives at his office and sweeps it for listening devices::

That has all the markings of a central building, it's fairly intact.... it's a good spot for an away team to exam

:::Pops the hatch and exits the shuttle::

oh.

:: enters the bridge and looks around spots Annika and walks to her and Commander Bren. :: Commander, Annika....may I be of assistance?

:: Taps away at Ops ::

::Creeps in the wooods::

::looking over the building:: Sounds like a good plan.

:: Arrives at Faldek's office only moments after Faldek did, pressing the chime ::

Please put together a double-size away team with a half-dozen engineers and... well we don't have an equal number of science people to say, so about 3, and 3 security.

::finishes the sweep, finding nothing:: Come in. (edited)

:: Comparing soldier's ability to cope with the different ketracel white mixtures ""

:: listens ::

:::Climbs up a ladder and on the pourch of a house::

Hey Calli-- well, in regards to the warp trail, we've gone cold in our trail. Hopefully, after the away mission we can try to restore our trail. It just suddenly went cold right at this point...

::finishes updates to one record, moves on to next::

::Reads the other PADD for a moment:: Hah! EJ, great news for you...

:::Knocks 2 times, pauses then 3 more::

:: looks to Annika :: Need me to tag along on the away team?

:: Listens to everything of the bridge, still tapping away ::

That'd be up to Bren, I'd imagine. But, I would imagine so. Not sure if I'll tag along as well.

What's the news Commander sir?

::Enters the house:: Bud.... ya here

:: Steps into the office and nods :: Gul Khott, a good to see you again.

Mysterious Man ( Earth)> :: spins his dagger with effortless speed sheathing it and responds to the query :: Enter...if you dare...

::Turns 270° around:: You are both welcome to go, stretch your legs

::Smirks:: I dare

Aye Commander....

::nods::

Aye aye. OK with me.

So, EJ, I think you'll have your turn in the chair soon heh

:: Still at Ops, listening ::

::hoping that isn't her famous last words::

::looks at Bren:: You're not going on an away mission.

Ah just the man I wanted to see. ::shows him all the information he found on the huge battleship being built in secret::

No, worse. I'm being fired.

Mysterious Man ( Earth ) > Good....C'mon in ....Sis.

you missed the Fun at the Hot house

But! Don't worry, it's not effective for six months.

::shakes his head::

I still have CetOPS crunching the numbers in trying to find any crumbs on a potential trail, but we're not very optimistic on that front . ::shrugs:: Worth a try though.

:: Looks over the information Faldek discovered :: Hmmm....this is not good...

:::Gives him a hug:: Good to see you alive brother

::stands inside the doorway to the lab Gila is working at:: Doctor, may I speak?

You're telling me, and I have a meeting later with Legate Damar, who knows what prompted it...

You drink coffee now. That's not an order. But a suggestion. ::to Bren::

Chip K ( Earth)> I figured you could handle it...Good to see you Little Sis...:: returns the embrace with a pat on her shoulder looking her over ::

My homeworld has stopped being a candidate and signed the paperwork to join the Federation. The expeditionary force I "foreign exchange student programmed" from is being disbanded. I'm going to have to get an Admiral to sponsor me to stick around.... so I'd better not disappoint Jaffee

:: Pulls a padd from his jacket with all the information he could find on project nebula, handing it to Faldek:: Probably from all your snooping...

Finding crumbs. I'm an orca, not a dust buster.

I had to drop your tail there

I figure CetOPS is our best chance at figuring out the trail.

Well if that were the case I'm sure I'd be in a prison.

::shocked:: You should be able to stay.

They're very good at crunching numbers, I think so too. I even bribed them with tuna.

Good point..

Well, not if we don't retrieve the weapon and the captain :: smiles ::

:: walks over to Enginering Station on bridge and begins looking things over :: Which reminds me...we need to visit them regarding some..housekeeping when we seltte down a bit. :: Smiles

The captain is secondary unfortunately but luckily they're in the same place.

Chip K ( Earth ) > Appreciated. :: walks over to a small terminal :: Regrettfully not much time for chatting...got some items for you.

Yes, we should. I oversaw their transfer when they first came in, they seemed happy but a check up would be beneficial.

Don't worry sug (as in sugar), we're in water. It'll be sucked into the filter in no time.

::looks at Bren:: Who are the science officers you want to go?

Let the Lt j.g. on Duty in Science pick two and then go themself (edited)

thats why I tracked you down here.. I figured you would have more details... I am also tracking a Module... have you heard any word on it?

::looks over the PADD, not seeing any relatively new information from what he saw earlier::

Still, sometimes it's nice to find a delicious morsel of mackerel after feeding. It's almost like a bonus snack.

Copy. What about the engineering team? ::to Bren::

:: Is absorbed in her thoughts :: "That's why I am here."

One of the orcas has the same name as my mother incidentally. But, I think we're at least on good professional terms. I hope.

Same deal, Chief Erich or whoever is on Duty can assign six of the engineers currently on shift. I won't mandate they go themself, because I'm not their Chief during my day job.

::finishes the record he was updating::

Still nothing new on my end, but I put all the information on that padd, just in case they try and wipe any evidence of it

::mumbles:: Now let's see if you eat my lunch again....

Technically, you can. Captain Faliver.

Well everything has been transmitted to my contact.

Chip K ( earth)> ::Takes a seat at his desk with the monitor and fires up larger images of what he sent Kansas :: Sorry I can't help you with that. I can help you with this...:: points to the images Kansas is familiar with....just enhanced for a larger screen ::

That's because you eat like a sea pig. There's always extra morsels floating about, clogging the filtres.

Oooh, no, still just Commander. I know I can, but I have no reason to.

You're in command technically, sir. ::grins::

:: Nods :: Good, hopefully it is helpful..

::steps closer to her and lowers his voice:: Doctor, I have learned something. The ones who are in training, they are to be operating a new kind of weapon.

Ugh, does that work like a courtesy title or something? It just sounds so weird

:::Leans in::: why is it just their backs ::Grumbles::

Pretty much.

::Silently mouths cap-tain Bren Fal-iv-errrr::

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Bren Faliver

::Silently mouths cap-tain Bren Fal-iv-errrr::

((Does it have a nice ring to you?))

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+Science, Engineering+ Away Team duty need 3, report to the transporter room.

Chip K ( Earth) > We work with what we get. And...it isn't much....a bit here and a bit there...but together they form something....

Alright, well.. hope we find something interesting. ::clears Pilot's call::

+Pilot+ "What is the nature of they away mission?"

Sanchez, we need you at the helm in case. Harnett, keep us under a transporter lock. No repeats.

:: Nods :: Aye, Commander.

:: to Fifth :: "That is true, so I have been told. They are compartmentalizing the information, as they should. What is your concern. Are you not a part of this training?"

I'll go pack for the field trip. :: nods to Annika and heads for the lift ::

+Jaenke+ We're headed over to investigate a building that may potentially get us a lead.

::Zooms in the photo::

+Jaenke+ Captain, wants it investigated.

+Pilot+ "Callista is going on this one. Keep me in the loop."

::nods and heads to the science labs to pack as well::

::confirms that all medical records of recently injured crewmembers were updated::

+Jaenke+ Aye aye.

Chip K ( Earth ) The individual.....here...:: points :: Is a Vorta... but not an ordinary one. I believe this individual is the " unidentified Alien " you splattered on the Moon recently.

If Cardassia wasn't a puppet for the Dominion I would assassinate Damar when I meet him later, but I don't think that would solve anything, they'd just install a new puppet to lead Cardassia. After reading Damar's psych profile I think he might be swayed to the cause against the Dominion with a little persuasion.

The shooter?

::looks at Bren:: I will be back.

::Looks at Pilot:: Agreed!

::to Karl:: Behave yourself. ::heads to TL::

::Curses::

:: Listens to Faldek :: I never quite liked him, but you might be right...

KARL> I am always well behaved....... ...

As well as a non potty trained Targ....

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I am not. But that's as it should be. I have not earned that privilege.

did I say that out loud? Oof!

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::grabs what she needs for the away mission, grabs a bunch of Science stuff and other things she might need, including a phaser and a tricorder::

KARL> :::Sniffs Sanchez::

Chip K ( Earth)> Yes I believe he was the shooter...., but made to look not like a Vorta. I'd bet the Federation personnel got him in the conference...who they are exactly remains a mystery.

::burps on Karl:: Get back to Tactical!

::Raises an eyebrow, turning to look at Karl, who is now down by the helm, siffing Sanchez ::

that must be why his head cracked like an egg

Chip K ( Earth)> I have to wonder..if the remains of the shooter have been conviently disposed of yet.

::walks out of the TL and heads into the TR with his security gear:: +Security+ 2 Officers report to the TR for assignment.

let me use the secure line and contact someone to find out

I have a feeling however that this project we've uncovered is the reason I was sent here in the first place. So when this mission is over will you be claiming amnesty with the Federation or staying here?

+Comm+ On our way!

Chip K ( Earth) > :: trusts his sister's judgement...but has more to pass on....to her ::

::pokes at the Comm, sends a Message to Ryan asking about the results on the shooters autopsy::

:: Pauses, looking at Faldek :: The way things are with the Dominion here, I would think claiming amnesty with the Federation would be safer...

Chip K ( Earth)> Can you man acquire a tissue sample?

I am willing to sponsor you.

lets seee if there is a body first

::goes to conduct medical supplies inventory::

I appreciate the information, Fifth. I am unaware of who gets to receive training and who does not." :: she thinks for a moment :: "Do you have concerns about this weapon?"

I'm sure Captain McFly would second that given your help on Manticore earlier.

: Nods :: Thank you, Faldek, I will keep that in mind.

Ryan ( Earth) > :: send a reply informing Kansas he will look into it ::

::nods back:: We take care of our agents, unlike the Order did.

:: Nods :: I know...

My guy is looking into the body

Cdr. Faldek/Khott (Cardassia)

::nods back:: We take care of our agents, unlike the Order did.

((by which he means 'we' leave no survivors))

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Chip K ( Earth)> Sis, here me out on this...I think.....these two Starfleet individual were sent to Cardassian space to see the Vorta.....who in turn showed them this ..for lack of a better word Battleship.

::arrive at the TR::

I don't know if concerns are the appropriate word. Perhaps I am jealous that I have yet to reach the honor of serving the founders in such a way. I believe this weapon is a ship, the first of its kind. To unleash the power of the Dominion in such a way... I do wish to share in it.

"Why did you not go?"

::Sighs:: and she is a big one

:: to Violet :: "I have duties here, and do you."

"I can fend for myself."

Chip K (Earth)> The Vorta says this is just one...of these and we have....hundreds more ready for you .. basically intimidates the hell out of these guys.....

::pulls out a bottle of vintage Kanar, the good blue stuff:: Care for some?

My module would be a nice tool to have if that is true

:: Looks at the bottle :: Sure, why not?

Chip K (Earth)> The Vorta basically plants some sort of a......." Cessation of hostilities" Plan .....to end the war before the Federation is obliterated....and these two...here .....actually act on it....along with the vorta's help.

9:46 PM

Chip K (Earth)> I think this a plot to get the Federation out of the war...via some faction in the Federation Government.....:: gestures with hands to drive his point ::

::pulls the top off and pours the thickish drink into two glasses, handing Edvenet one and taking the other for himself:: Cheers.

::going through medical supplies, making notes on his PADD::

So that is why they tried to kill the Prez

:: Picks up his glass, looking at Faldek, a slight look of confusion on his face:: Cheers?

Chip K ( earth)> Yes...the President is prosecuting the war.....and having another President with a different view might be ...better for these guys...

9:48 PM

Chip K( Earth ) I just have no proof....just some things that add up.

It's a thing they say on Earth when drinking, whereas here we might say something like... Talsvar Kardassu. Just a standard toast. ::drinks::

::Curses:: now I feel like I should be back guarding but know I neeed to follow this

:: Nods and lifts the glass :: Cheers then... :: Drinks::

"It sounds like we each have our place in this war. Our path to victory is often unclear, destiny is the endgame of a culmination of choices. I could ask on your behalf. We'd do well to place the willing into places where they feel they can excel"

ACTION> THE ENTIRE AWAY TEAM MEETS IN TRANSPORTER ROOM THEN TRANSPORTS OVER TO THE JUNKYARD STATION

::flicks open her tricorder and performs some scans::

:: Watches his readings of the away team on his console ::

::materializes onto the junkyard station with the security team::

Chip K ( Earth)> If I was not forced out of my safehouse...I'd have some leads to who altered the assassin..

Yes, I would appreciate the endorsement. I don't want to overstep my bounds. Please, only offer me what I have earned.

::To Sec Officers:: Close eye on all. Phasers on stun, only go higher if needed due to the previous not affecting the target.

"Now just who I would talk to about this is another question. The command structure of the Cardassian and Dominion forces does pose new challenges."

Any thoughts on where I should look next>?

::nods and begins to be a watchful eye::

So I think we have what we need, but keep your eyes peeled and your ear to the ground just in case you find anything that seems like good intel.

+Manticore+ Pilot to Manticore, do you read?

+Pilot+ Hear you, Pilot

::drains the rest of the glass::

+Faliver+ I wanted to be sure it wasn't a repeat..we are here and scanning.

::sticks close to the team, looking around at the junk:: Hope we find something interesting here other than random space junk.

Surely that wouldn't be an obstacle for you. ::lowers his head::

:: Nods :: Of course

Chip K (Earth)> I'd guess securing the sample from the Assassin would be the first thing to do....I'd bet my retirement...someone is going to make that corpse disappear..maybe they will get sloppy.

::nods:: I hope we do as well.

"Well, I am a respected doctor in my field, but everyone has limits."

I guess I will head back to San Fran and check out the body for myself

"I will, as they say, ask around. Has training begun already?"

Chip K (Earth)> I wish I could help you with Manticore.. The CG runs a tight ship with her....

9:55 PM

Ryan ( Earth)> :: sends a message to Kansas with two words :: COPRSE LOST

Doctor... of course.

::Frowns:: I know, and I know you don't approve of me being there... its a waste of my time and skills

I wonder what Orrak has discovered...

Yes, training has started.

::watching over the team as they work::

:: Finishes his glass and sets it down :: I have been wondering as well..

::Looks at the Comm, CURSES::: THE DAMN BODY IS GONE

::providing security coverage::

I'll be sure to check in with her before my meeting with Damar.

::continuing medical supplies inventory::

"Have you heard anything from Gila?"

Chip K (Earth)> :: looks to Kansas :: Damn...

"No, and that's just how these missions go."

:: Nods::

::looking over some databases himself as well::

:::Curses again::

:: sweeps with her engineering tricorder left and right while looking around ::

::walks with Calli as she scans the area::

Chris K ( Earth)> We have to be very careful with these people Kansas, they aren't pushovers...and easy kills.

::looking at a file:: What's this?

Chris K (Earth)> And given that fact....I think I'll have to relocate...

I'd go for an easy kill right now

:: She goes to someone she believes is in more control here and explains the situation to them...::

Chris K (Earth) > Amen to that.

10:01 PM

( Must jet ) gnight!

ACTION> PILOT PULLS UP A COMMUNICATIONS RECORDING FROM THE COMPUTER DATABASE ON BOARD THE JUNKYARD STATION; HE PLAYS IT AND SEES THE FACE OF A FERENGI... MORK (edited)

::looks at the Ferengi:: This just gets better and better doesn't it....

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I couldn't remember if Pilot was with us during the Mork plot or not.

((I don't recall it))

::paused::

I think that was before him or me

Ok, I thought it might have been. Bren should know him.

I thought he got arrested on DS9 by Odo.

You know that doesn't last for long.

Probably bought his way out lol

Plus it's been two years now.

Mork, as in Mindy? No no, Mork is the silent guy with the belly full of liquid money?

Nanu Nanu!

Morn is the silent guy and he's not Ferengi lol

lol

Help a Jem'Hadar today. With your donation of one vial of Ketracel White you can ensure victory for the Dominion. And "Victory is Life!" (edited)

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For those that don't know, Mork was from a plot we did a few years ago. He's a Ferengi with a lavish lifestyle that loves to indulge in exotics of all sorts. And he enjoys eating people. He gained his fortune through weapons sales and alien trafficking.

10:06 PM

Alright, KK, Komments?

hold up.... eating people?!

But, does he say Nanu Nanu?! lol

Surely you remember that plot right?

Oh for sure

10:06 PM

Just didnt remember his name lol

That was one of the first ones I did after taking over.

Lord.

Yeah, his name was Mork

Freaky, lol

Don't call her Shirley...

So he put out a special order for a changeling corpse to eat

Geez on brain is fried

Vorta Corpse?

10:08 PM

Mmmm Changeling juice

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He would kidnap aliens of all sorts and eat them at lavish parties. If I remember correctly he got away with it because he owns a sector of space right next to the romulan neutral zone and he allows Starfleet to roam around in it and they can spy on the Romulans that way. So the Feds appease him.

J-E-L-L---Eeeeeewwwww

Ick

I remember now

We were sent because his regular Fed rep couldn't be there. His fed rep, as it turns out, indulged at these partied with him.

10:10 PM

He was quite the gortesque little guy. It was a ton of fun to see everyone squirm.

lol

freaky

That may have also been why Keb decided to leave us. That was the plot she left us in.

nice going

Ok kids, I'm out, time for some True Detective. See y'all next week.

I mean...

10:11 PM

DVR it!

10:12 PM

Alright, TBS is about, I don't know 10 minutes. ::shrugs::

Lol I don't have a DVR, using a streaming service.

Or should we do immediate?

10:12 PM

Well then you have plenty of time to watch it

either works for me!

Flip a coin.

You're GM, you decide lol

I don't have coins

Heads up 10min / Tails - Immediate

10:12 PM

Google does.

Rock Paper scissors

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google says tails

Boom!

So TBS is immediate

Ok, Immediate, lol

Questions or comments?

Ok byeeeeeeeeee

If nothing then everyone hurry up to Faldek's couch, it's time to watch True Detective!... AND DON'T SPIL-Damnit, you spilt the popcorn all over the place...DISMISSED!!!

Goodnight!

Nite nite everyone

LOL!

later dudes

night

McFly

Bye everybody!

later babe

I'm in a secure government facility, no visitors.

Night

Are you sure? Look behind you...

lol

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You looked

lmao

He's probably the guy responsible for securing the facility, don't get him fired

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Star Trek Simulation Forum

Holodeck / space-port-aegis

Space Port Aegis - Fridays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain Sylfaen, Nijil tr'Korjata

Between 1/26/2024 9:04 PM and 1/26/2024 10:03 PM

Okay. we left of trying to communicate with the other side and/or whoever is redecorating our reality. All we've gotten is long strings of numbers. Countermeasures are in preperation.

9:05 PM

Questions?

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Then.....

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::can see some flickering lights within the field::

::mentally weighing the option of grabbing the kids and going back to, dunno, maybe the shipyard if things look like they're gonna go all the way bad::

::deciphering the numerical message as quickly as possible::

::helping clean things up in the med bay::

:: Working on the anti-field shield. Name is a work in progress ::

Are the numbers maybe a baseline of communications, something we're supposed to build upon? Or are they just sending us their favorite cake recipe?

9:13 PM

::looking back at the field:: I could really go for cake, to be honest.

::keeping the scans/sci info going to the AT::

9:14 PM

::while also worrying, of course. And pacing::

Maybe... ::tries binary::

I'll assume they're having as much trouble translating us as we are them.

::helps treat a patient in the med bay:: (edited)

I wouldn't be surprised.

:: Looks up at the cake comment, then back down to his work ::

"So Dr. Sandero, are we evacuating the...camp?"

::sends a binary message to the lifeform::

((Jyl had given security the order a couple of sims ago to have the camp - not quite evacuate, but definitely move to the far side of the camp, as far as possible from the direction in which all of this was happening))

9:21 PM

((I assume that kind of order would be in the system for anyone else to see that's at the camp/base))

ACTION> Another series of numbers is broadcast back at us.

Hmm, we haven't heard anything official about that as far as I know. But, it is a definite posibility. Maybe we should prep for the possibility of an evac.

(I'm a simply country feline hologram)

::receives another set of numbers:: I have another set of numbers, definitely more binary based Captain.

((Meant that Dacia would no doubt have access to be able to see that such a thing was ordered. Not a full evacuation, though))

That's progress.

(ok)

9:23 PM

Or, I think the other side of the camp?

((No worries! ))

Would a series of zeros maybe get the point across the stop what they're doing?

:: Looking up from his work :: "Are we able to communicate?"

Hopefully it'll be safer over there.

Maybe sir, sending message

Perhaps we should head over there to check out the progress? Are you able to move over there?

Hmm. no reply?

"I guess I'll go offline or to some other location if I can be transfered."

I think we can transfer your program over there.

They could be mulling over if they even want to stop or just trying to figure out what we're meaning.

::looks at the lake over the horizon::

::thinks, uses text to binary translation::

"What do you see? Don't think your eyes are any better than mine."

I see water.

::leaves the med bay in care of one of the med tech and starts to make her way to the camp to oversee progress::

::Nijil:: Our countermeasure, are we capable of sending a pulse out, as both a test to see if it might work and maybe give them an idea we're not found of what's happening here?

9:31 PM

found=fond

::Takes a small shuttle over to the camp where efforts are underway to move people to the other far side... activates Muuhi's program at the site::

"Are we modulating the amplitude or frequency?"

I don't want to collapse the whole field, just in case there's a reason behind what's going on. But, showing we can and would could be helpful here.

Going along nicely, eh? Everyone seems to be in good spirits all things considered, it looks like.

I don't think I've seen this part of the colony yet. It's kinda nice. ::stands by the edge of a hill::

:: Kind of just stands there as she can't move past the emitters ::

"Wonder if the adults are going to get that field-thingy figured out."

How's your range? ::to Muuhi:: Can you move much?

I hope so...

Maybe we can speak with engineering to extend the emitter range

"I don't know if I get to choose where I go within the network. I have to ask Niji about that."

::nods:: That would be nice.

9:38 PM

::checks the general well-being of the affected::

::Mimi:: Send a message you think might translate to "stand back".

9:39 PM

::Nijil:: Prepare a pulse.

"Understood. At your command."

::nods, sends message:: Message sent

::watching if she sees any change in the random lights dancing within the field.::

9:42 PM

::Nijil:: Activate.

:: Taps the pulse activation button ::

::hopes they could get everything to work in the end::

ACTION> The field shimmers and dims for a brief moment. The perimeter shrinks back slightly.

::sends new readings on field and perimeter to team::

::looks off at the distance towards the perimeter::

"Progress."

ACTION> Another series of numbers is broadcasted.

Received another set of numbers, translating now.

::Nijil:: How effective was that? Do we have the power to push the field all the way back, if we wanted and needed to?

"Well, if we push too hard it could cause a burst and extended the field...a long way."

That. that would be bad.

"It could enact a repelling force."

Then for now let's consider containment. See if we can stop the spread here.

"Hey, have you seen that hologram? The cat?"

not since she popped up at school that one time.

::Mimi:: Any luck?

::has a questioning look:: Maybe.... I think they want to know who we are and why we are here

Hmm.

::looks at the current count of moved individuals:: Looks like that's almost everyone. We should have moved the rest of the stragglers by end of day.

Cake recipe would be easier to explain.

"Doctor, could I help in this endeavor

Yes, of course. That would be appreciated.

"Maybe my matrix can work within the field."

::grins:: I've been through so many first contacts in my career that this is the most difficult one yet.

I hope that's the case.

I'd assume extra-dimensional encounters were a little more few and far between.

Yep

Well, hopefully we can add that to you success bingo card.

+Nijil+ "If you think my matrix can survive that field let me know."

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::freeze frame::

Thanks everyone.

10:01 PM

Any questions?

10:01 PM

Then, dismissed and goodnight all.

night all see ya next week

Goodnight!

Nighters!

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The new Manticore-B was set to receive her new PK module after
a lengthy shakedown cruise but module was intercepted on its
way to Starbase -REDACTED-. Manticore has been sent in to
investigate. They were able to track the thieves to junkyard
where they came across a decent sized space station that turned
out to be a ship. McFly and Pilot went inside and found the
module only to be discovered by the thieves. After a firefight
Pilot was jettisoned off the station in his shuttle and McFly
was captured.

Meanwhile, Kansas has been reassigned to Presidential security
and during a diplomatic conference on the moon where she thwarted
an assassination attempt. Back on Earth she was sent a weird message
simply containing three pictures from someone she trusts.

Faldek and Gila are now a year into an undercover assignment on
Cardassia. The purpose of which the crew has not been notified of.
They've met up with Edvenent to search for -REDACTED-. However,
Cardassian command has seen fit for them to be sent to new
assignments disrupting their undercover mission. Faldek is on a
new Dominion shipyard where after some leg work, he's discovered a
brand new, and devastating, Dominion ship. Gila is at an outpost
turned medical facility. And Edvenent is in Cardassia's main
military intelligence complex where he just learned about a
"project nebula". And after spending too much time trying to find
more information, he's now in danger of being discovered.
= /\ = END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1254, STARDATE 52401.22 = /\ =

January 23, 2024

Star Trek Simulation Forum

Holodeck / manticore

USS Manticore - Mondays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain McFly, Kansas Kenickie

Between 1/22/2024 9:05 PM and 1/22/2024 10:16 PM

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= The new Manticore-B was set to receive her new PK module after a lengthy shakedown cruise but module was intercepted on its way to Starbase -REDACTED-. Manticore has been sent in to investigate. They were able to track the thiefs to junkyard where they came across a decent sized space station that turned out to be a ship. McFly and Pilot went inside and found the module only to be discovered by the theifs. After a firefight Pilot was jettisoned off the station in his shuttle and McFly was captured. Meanwhile, Kansas has been reassigned to Presidential security and during a diplomatic conference on the moon where she thwarted an assassination attempt. Back on Earth she was sent a weird message simply containing three pictures from someone she trusts. Faldek and Gila are now a year into an undercover assignment on Cardassia. The purpose of which the crew has not been notified of. They've met up with Edvenent to search for -REDACTED-. However, Cardassian command has seen fit for them to be sent to new assignments disrupting their undercover mission. Faldek is on a new Dominion shipyard where after some leg work, he's discovered a brand new, and devastating, Dominion ship. Gila is at an outpost turned medical facility. And Edvenent is in Cardassia's main military intelligence complex where he just learned about a "project nebula". And after spending too much time trying to find more information, he's now in danger of being discovered. = starfleet

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ACTION> KANSAS GETS A PRIORITY MESSAGE FROM ADMIRAL JAFFEE TO MEET HER ON EARTH SPACEDOCK IMMEDIATELY

::in sickbay, tending to some injured crewmembers::

::continues heading back the way he came in::

::steps behind Annika:: How's it going? As the Admiral said, reclaiming the weapon has to be our first priority, but with any luck we can rescue two birds with one net.

::Checks her messages:: Crackers

:: Taps away at Ops ::

James Ryan (Earth) > ::Near the President's door on guard::

As well as can be. We're trying to isolate those warp signatures to see if we can get more of a trail.

Hey! ::spots Faldek:: Hey you!!! Stop! (edited)

Frickin... ::stops:: Can I help you?

::Looks at Ryan:: you are incharge while I am away

::hears Bren:: They are both on the station, ship..sir.

James Ryan ( Earth) > :: looks at Kenickie :: Says who?

For now, and hopefully for awhile. Thank you, Annika, keep at it, we need a route as soon as possible (as you know). ::Heads back down toward The Chair::

While I am away keep a close eye on the guy will ya

:: Hears noises from outside the door, looks around the office quickly and slips inside the small closet ::

::nods and continues to work with the cetacean crew to crunch the numbers::

Who are you. You're not supposed to be in here.

::Reviews recent status reports as quickly as possible, trying to focus on problems/deficiencies/broken parts he might need to consider for the trip ahead::

James Ryan ( Earth) > I will that is my job. The question is, what is your job. Maybe wherever you are going...you will come to a decision.

If I'm not supposed to be in here, why am I in here? The access points are all secured.

:: Working in Manticore's engineering ::

::looks to Bren as he went back to the chair:: Did you have questions about what happened over there?

::Grabs a phaser and a tric::: maybe I will

:: Is looking around outside the office, for any signs of tampering with the door ::

:: Checking various Jem'Hadar soldiers and their acclaimation to alpha quadrant white ::

::looks Faldek up and down; trying to figure out logic:: Let me see some ID.

Many, but I'm not sure anyone has the answers ::thin smile::. Do you recall anything about the people or their ships which might help Annika chart their path, help us recover the PK module and Captain, or help us win at Jeopardy?

James Ryan ( Earth ) > :: grins briefly :: Good luck...oh and do say farewell to your charge..He's going to miss you.

:::halsters phaser and tric, enters transporter room::

::runs dermal regenerator over patient's burns::

::shows a digital ID with Khott's name and his photo, listed as Bureau of Competance and Duty:: I'm conducting an investigation.

::Sighs Shimmers over to the spacedock::

::using his big orca brain to analyse and isolate the signature:: Hmm.. carry the vun... ja. Let's see if we can triangulate a pathvay.

James Ryan ( Earth) > Hmmm...another Day Commander. Another day.

::to Bren:: So we were not aware of any ships out here while onboard the station. All we knew was our comms were blocked as we searched looking for a console after finding the PK module. Then there was a security contingent that appeared. We were together then I got attacked and the Captain decided to be his heroic self and got caught in the process.

::helps triangulate, plotting the pathway on a large aqua holo screen::

::Spots Jaffee's hair right away. Heads towrds her location::

:: hmms a peaceful tune as she runs a diagnostic on some power relays ::

::sniffs as he reads the ID; grunts a little:: What kind of investigation? I wasn't told about anyone else being in here tonight.

When he gets back, he's not leaving again except for shore leave and when his present is needed in front of the brass. ::shakes his head::

Were the security crew all the same species?

:: Walks along the hallway, checking the doors to other offices ::

My investigation is above your paygrade. Escort me to the shipyard's commander. We'll get this settled.

::isolating the mismash of alien tech the ships seemed to have::

Admiral Jaffee... Sir

:: thinking:: There was a big guy, not sure of his species.

::sees Gila walking and goes to catch up:: F!... Doctor Orrak. It is good to see you again.

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::sees Gila walking and goes to catch up:: F!... Doctor Orrak. It is good to see you again.

((Your Mama?

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::shuts off dermal regenerator, checks patient's vitals again with medical tricorder::

How big? Klingon big, or bigger?

Gorn big.

::grunts again; points his rifle at Faldek:: Let's go, hands where I can see them. I'm taking you to the station commander.

You point that weapon at me again and you're gonna be wishing you didn't... ::heads off to the commander::

::stands as Kansas shows up:: Commander, please, have a seat.

:: Turns :: "Oh yes, it has been too long. How are your men?"

:::Takes a seat, uncomfortable::

Gorn big. That's... well, big. Do you think they were Gorn, or have reason to think they were not-Gorn?

::growls; then slowly lowers his weapon as Faldek's head is turned away::

::overhears. oooh, gorn::

:: Remains quiet in the closet ::

::to Bren:: I am not sure. There is a lot of moving parts here. Based on what happened out here I am guessing we set off some kind of silent alarm...maybe?

OK. Let's hope they are not-Gorn, unless the Captain desires to host a clutch of their eggs or whatnot. I hear it's not a pleasant death.

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:: Taps the door control and pokes his head inside the office, glancing around as the second guard pokes around the other offices ::

::nods:: When we find him, I will have an assault security ready. (edited)

::takes a deep breath:: Commander, we have a problem. 16 hours ago ((very rough estimate, I don't want to calculate it all)) the USS Manticore-B was preparing to receive the new PK module after a lengthy shakedown cruise. The module was stolen on its way to station -REDACTED-.

Yes, that does sound unpleasant (edited)

::Double blinks:: Station _ is classified

::still holding his PADD, as he's walking::

Do we know who Stole it

::nods that patient's vitals are satisfactory and clears them to return to duty; heads to next patient::

:: Sees padd's on the floor in one of the offices that Edvenet had been in eariler :: Over here!

::looks to Bren:: I am sorry I put you in this situation. I should have kept a better eye on him. But I am confident in your leadership and my resilience to get the Captain. I have a mek'leth slice with that big guy's name on it. He literally power kicked me into the shuttle. Dishonorable P'TaQ!

No we don't. An investigation is currently underway but they've hit a snag. That's where you come in.

::Glances around to see who is around them and who isn't::

I'm sure you did the best you could, the Captain isn't an easy charge to guard. Perhaps you should be thankful he kicked you into the shuttle, all things considered... ::sighs deeply::

::calls guard post chief on his way who in turn calls up the station commander::

::Checks with Annika:: I don't mean to hound, I'm just very anxious and have no outlet. Anything, yet? Even a generic direction we could start heading toward?

((You and Jaffee are inside an office))

::nods:: I'll be at Tactical..

Where do you need me?

::moves to Tactical, to start coordinating the assault teams for when we find the Captain:: (edited)

One thought, Pilot? How many heavy assault squads can we form at one time?

::escorts Faldek into the station commander's office::

I think we have a general idea of a warp signature. We'll probably need to work with engineering, or someone with more experience in alien warp tech but yes, we have a faint trail heading at a bearing of 130 x 58.

::Taps away at ops::

::steps up to the desk, prepping his PADD::

::walks with Gila:: They are doing well. We don't usually receive medical treatment. Their wounds are... healing.

I can send it over to helm, it doesn't go too, too far but it's a start.

As many as we need.

Absolutely, Helm set course to Annika's heading, Warp 3, We'll speed up when we get more specific.

:: walks over to the small engineering replicator to get some caf ::

::Hands her PADD over to Jaffee with the Photos on it::: I recieved this message from a secure source

This upsets me to say this, we don't have many leads or options. I need you to find this module. I know you have contacts who might be able to offer some kind of lead on this. I can't emphasize how important it is this module not fall into enemy hands.

::fowards the coordinates over to helm::

::starts treating a crewmember with a fractured wrist::

::looks over the photos closely:: I don't undertand, what does all of this mean?

I believe I know better then other how important this Module is

Alright, I think I want one squad to prepare with a technical team for retrieving the PK Module. +Erich+ Other-Chief, we're making preparations for 'the next away mission', could you ask for a few volunteers from Engineering who might enjoy the idea of a little danger, going in behind the Heavy Assault team?

::nods:: I will make it so.

I think someone in house is behind this module being taken

((It's probably Commodore Oh))

:: returns with her Caf to the Main Engineering Table and begins surveying diagnostic analysis from new filtration devices in the Cetaceans habitat ::

::Clears her PADD:: I have an idea on where to start off

::sighs; looks at Kansas:: I have feared this to be an inside job as well. Something like this can't be taken so easily.

::eating a large salmom as he continues his work::

Thank you, Pilot. Please equip the engineers with whatever defensive 'or other' equipment you deem appropriate for their training and responsibilities. They probably don't have great aim, so I imagine more defensive... but I ramble. You know what to do. ::hopes his words of confidence reassure Pilot he didn't screw up::

:: Puts his ear to the closet door ::

I am giving you full authority to get the job done. If you need help with clearances let me know.

Where is McFly heading to track them down on his end

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Cardassian Officer> :: arrives in room where Edvenent is hiding ::

::patiently waiting for the commander to show up::

(test)

Dr. Gila Orrak

(test)

((Ack))

:: hears footsteps in the office ::

::Stands up:: I don't want double the effort in the same location

Glinn Jenim Tenek> :: the Female Glinn looks around the room surveying the guards looking around:: Report!!!

Captain McFly is... ::stops herself:: McFly and Manticore are heading up a lead. It's small but it's the only one we have.

"You say that with hesitation. Has there been some kind of change in Federation weapons?"

::nods::

:::nods:: I will need a shuttle and a rifle... that was full clearance correct?

You have access to anything you need.

::applies hypospray for pain then works on repairing wrist::

aye aye admiral, wish me luck

:: Hears Glinn Tenek, stays quiet ::

::walks in to his office with Faldek and the guard in there:: Mister Khott. I believe I already told you that section of the station was off limits to you!

::scoffs:: Tolda ya.

:::Hurries out of the office and runs down the docking bay::

Do you want the guards to be here for this?

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I hope you have more than luck, commander.

::Yells at the docking guard until they give her someone else's shuttle::

Mister Khott, I would calm your bravado if I were you. Your unauthorized access into that hanger is a serious offense.

:: Looks up from searching the desk :: Glinn Tenek, we found some Padds on the floor by the desk.... it appears someone has been going through the files in here.

+Security+ Heavy Assault & Assault Teams .. assemble.

Glinn Tenek> :: observes the desk...then the PADDs on the floor she extends he hand and drags her gloved index finger on the desk as if looking for dust ::

+Pilot+ Acknowledged.

::Adjusts course and heads to New Zealand::

:: Steps back from the desk ::

:: Stands by the door ::

Ok. ::sets a PADD on the table:: I found the access codes for the restricted area on an unsecured PADD belonging to you. I guess I'll just have to report this oversight and lack of security mindedness. I wonder how high command would react. (edited)

((Edvenent and Glinn Tenek are not in the same place as Faldek, right?)) (edited)

:: Holds his breath ::

Not that I have noticed. We just don't usually receive medical treatment. We usually don't need it. But we're also usually left for dead. As much of an honor as it is to die for the Dominion, it's still... pleasant, is the word? To continue to fight as well.

Bren Faliver

((Edvenent and Glinn Tenek are not in the same place as Faldek, right?)) (edited)

(( Correct, Edvenet is in the Intel Complex ))

Bren Faliver

((Edvenent and Glinn Tenek are not in the same place as Faldek, right?)) (edited)

((Correct))

"The White is not a miracle compound. Healing is part of their genetic makeup, but no white or poor quality can change them from an asset to a dire liability."

:::Scans the area and adjust course::

::Thinking outloud to Annika and Pilot:: OK... we have an assault team to retrieve the Captain, we have an assault team with engineers to retrieve the PK Module. Annika is refining our course forward. What haven't I thought of?

:::Lands shuttle close to the house:::

Glin Tenek> :: ponders the situation :: Guards....It appears we have a Vole problem again.

::sighs and grabs the padd; gets angry:: Where did you get this?!

:: listens::

Make sure Sanchez took his anti burping meds.

:: Looks at Tenek :: Voles, again?

::small chuckle::

::turns and looks at Pilot:: I did! I promise!!

::Pop the hatch, notes the door is open, grabs her weapon::

Kansas Kenickie (Earth)

::Pop the hatch, notes the door is open, grabs her weapon::

((I imagine Kansas digging up a floor board in a backroom and pulling up a case with a very fancy rifle and a bunch of unusual gold coins...))

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The white is all they give us. We're soldiers, expendable. Surely you know ths.

:: Looks down at the floor :: How, we had those pests taken care of!

KARL> Make sure Sanchez take his farting med too (edited)

Glin Tenek>:: to the guards :: I want this room sealed. No one else is to enter once we leave. Then I shall inform Base Command to begin Aeresol treatment in the vents again...It will kill anything in there.....

::thinks about popping Karl upside the head::

Does it matter, it was on an unsecured device. Now what if I wasn't in the position I am in, snooping around, and found these codes. Oh just imagine what could have happened. So now your security personnel know of your incompetence, should my bosses be made aware too?

Glinn Tenek> :: gestures for the guards to exit the room ::

::Kicks the door open the rest of the way::

:: Eyes widen for a second as he listens ::

:: Leaves the room::

::growls a bit; eyes Faldek/Khott; walks off back into the other room::

:: Leaves as well ::

"We are trying to improve the white and boost healing. Nothing revolutionary mind you."

::Pokes her head in, scans the room::

Glinn Tenek> :: withdraws her service weapon.....and in a quick motion....peaks under the table., as if looking for a vole ::

::has an impeccable poker face:: (edited)

::Enters the living room, checks Tric for people.. keeps phaser at the ready::

:: peaks through the crack in the closet door ::

Glinn Tenek> I swear I will kill you all...then I will get my promotion..!!! ::: stands and exits the room with haste....securing the door ::

::runs medical tricorder over patient's wrist::

That would be most appreciated to everyone. We value our ability to fight for the Dominion as long as we can. As it is, we are being taught how to operate new technology in our quest to destroy the Federation. It's been difficult but rewarding.

:: Pushes the closet door open :: Damn...

:::Starts going through the room looking for it's owner::

:: quickly moves to the back of the office, looking for a vent or service hatch ::

::comes back:: Someone is looking out for you Khott, you're not being sent to the detention facility. But maybe almost worse, you're being sent back to Cardassia, to meet with Legate Damar. ::smiles fiendishly::

Glinn Tenek> :: taps a Com Panel Nearby :: Environmental...Execute Vole Extermination protocol...on this office.. Authorization Tenek.

Maybe you're luck will continue and you do get sent to the detention facility instead of whatever he plans for you.

::Checks the panic room, then moves about looking for clues or direction::

::nods that patient is cleared to return to duty, looks around sickbay and notices no remaining patients::

Glinn Tenek> Remain here :: to guards :: I must file a report. :: the attractive Cardassian officer departs for other duties ::

Ah, Damar and I go way back. We came up together under Dukat. Keep your passcodes secure in the future. This is the only time I'll be this forgiving. Good day, Dal.

:: Kneels down by a service hatch, its a bit stuck, but he manages to force it open, just in time to crawl into the service crawl space, shutting it behind himself ::

That would be most appreciated to everyone. We value our ability to fight for the Dominion as long as we can. As it is, we are b...

@Fifth Yyor'mahmuh (Medical Outpost) (@Captain McFly) - jump "Technology is only a small part of their defeat. They are very adept at changing tactics and rise to the occasion when cornered."

::raging; looks at the guard:: Make sure he gets off my shipyard!

Yes ma'am.

::nods then hurries out::

::to Bren:: The Teams are assembled. Now to find the target(s).

:: Taps away at Ops, listening to E.J and Bren ::

::heads to his office to update records of personnel whose injuries he treated::

:: notes everything is in the green with the Aquatics she turns her attention to the next line of business....environmental controls for the land lubbers ::

::sneaks up behind Kansas and aims a phaser to her head::

::heads out:: I need to stop off at my quarters and grab my things, don't worry, I'll be on the next transport, post haste.

You better be.

::Backs up and uppercuts whom ever is behind her::

Is that how you speak to Gul's here? ::notes the guards name::

::Steals his phaser and shoots him a close point::

ACTION> THE WARP TRAIL MANTICORE WAS FOLLOWING DISSIPATES AND IT CAN NO LONGER BE FOUND ON SENSORS

( must jet folks gnight! )

:: crawls through the cramped service corridor, making his way out a hatch in an office further down the hallway ::

:::Make sure there is no pulse::: Sorry for the mess Chip

Oh...no!

Well... that's the end of the trail, I'm afraid.

::dies a very quick death::

( Night! )

((Later Cali))

:::Grabs a photo off the desk and runs back to the shuttle:::

Alright, bring us out of warp for a bit while we consider our next plans.

::drops us out of warp:: Aye.

:: Watches the readouts at Ops ::

:::Fires up the shuttle and heads off::

:: Brushes off dust from his jacket :: Whomever maintains those service corridors should be fired...

:::Lands on the beach and climbs up into the Bluffs:: Chip

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My god that was a lot to keep track of.

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KK, Komments?

Yeah, I have several questions later lol

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nothing from me

TBS will be 4 hours. Kansas is off checking her lead, Faldek is back on Cardassia, Ed is lying low for the moment, manticore figuring out their next move.

10:05 PM

Questions or comments?

10:05 PM

Bren?

I've forgotten something. Was Glinn Tenek introduced before? If Khott is a Gul, doesn't he outrank the shipyard commander? Completely lost why Gila is healing Dominion soldiers who are fighting the Federation Is Kansas saying a name (Chip), referring to an item, or declaring a verb...?

a name

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I thought KK was swinging by her home for stuff, so when she killed a guy I was verrrrrrry confused lol

Tenek was first made tonight as a guard hunting Ed. Khott would outrank him except as a efficiency inspector he doesn't have much reign when it comes to super secret places.

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Captain McFly

Tenek was first made tonight as a guard hunting Ed. Khott would outrank him except as a efficiency inspector he doesn't have much reign when it comes to super secret places.

wait that Department of Duty is efficiency?! Hah, I thought it was more like Internal Affairs or something spooky

I made it up.

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Spies have to play the part

For some reason, and this happens in a lot of contexts not just the sim, when something new is introduced I think I've missed past information heh

Think of it like the Office of Professional Responsibility for the US Government or like an Internal Affairs department.

Gila is on a Cardi outpost turned medical outpost for Jem'Hadar because, as seen on DS9, the dominion back up coming through the wormhole got deleted by the prophets so they have no reinforcements and breed facilities have just gotten online.

10:09 PM

And yeah, chip is a name

I also didn

10:10 PM

't go home

Ok, so Gila isn't going traitor on us... but Fifth YourMama isn't hiding his purpose either?

Some stuff I don't think I gave context too except for those playing the parts.

I went to Chip;s home. Jaffee sent me on a mission

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This particular posting would give someone access to all levels of government offices and facilities

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OK, thanks everyone, I'm piecing it all together now

Gila has gained his confidence. After all, "they're on the same side".

Ahhhhh, I see I see

and why can't I kill someone in my own home?!

You'd be the one to have to clean up?

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You CAN, I'd just expect the context to be different lol. Was Chip the guy you killed?

nope

No, the bad guy was just a bad guy. I had planned for a more dramatic fight scene but lost time.

Well if your home is in West Virginia or Florida I don't see why not but if it was Maryland you'd have some 'splaining to do lol

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Captain McFly

You'd be the one to have to clean up?

I think you would be the one cleaning up after me

Hey, I'm captured, I can't clean jack

10:13 PM

Alright, any more questions?

TBS?

4 hrs

4 hours

There's refreshments in the green room.

If nothing else, I declare this sim... exhausting... DISMISSED!!!

Fruit bar?

lol goodnight

Indeed.

10:14 PM

Night all.

Coincidentally, "fruit bar" was my nickname in college.

2

::head off to the green room::

Goodnight and good week all yall

Night folks!

Night all!

NIte everyone

later dudes

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Holodeck / excalibur

USS Excalibur - Sundays 10 ET - Command Staff: Cptn Swain, CdrMirandaHawthorne

Between 1/21/2024 9:04 PM and 1/21/2024 10:15 PM

MISSION BRIEF: Excalibur has arrived at SB 218 where they are set to make repairs and, if the crew so chooses, get in some shoreleave in at a checks notes decidely M-Class planet the starbase orbits, before departing for SB 37-Tango. Fleet has effectively barred us from further investigating the Affair d'Mines

9:06 PM

Questions?

hi

How much trouble can we get in on the planet? And how likely am I going to be targeted by the serial killer operating in the main tourist area if I go down?

You'll just have to find out

9:07 PM

Won't you

9:07 PM

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In his ready room, looking out the window at the starbase and the blue marble of a planet in the distance

William is down on the planet, enjoying some sun at the beach he conveniently found.

Rex> On the planet, drinking a beer at a bar overlooking the beach.

William looks over and sees Rex and decides to walk over.

Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Rings the chimes at Swain's ready room.::

:: Getting ready to go down to the planet, another planet. ::

Come.

9:12 PM

Drinking a cup of tea, continues to looking out the window

Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Steps inside.:: Captain.

"Enjoying the beach, commander?"

Cdr Jalen Stanton> I have the report on our repairs. Most of the extensive list will be handled by the time we depart.

Rex> Its fine. Sand you know... it just gets.. everywhere. But the view is nice.

"Is the sand also coarse and rough?"

Nods, though he continued to drink his tea. Good.

9:15 PM

Rex> Nods, drinks his beer Yeah.

"It's also nice and warm."

Rex> It is nice to relax a bit. Hopefully none of the juniors get into trounle.

Cdr Jalen Stanton> They aren't happy about it, but when are starbase engineers ever happy about us using their precious supplies. ::He paused.:: I trust Captain Corizon and his... ah... made their rendevous?

"Oh, you know someone will get in trouble. Possibly Mincine."

He took another drink. Yes, he left me a present. Points to the bottle of Alderan Whiskey.

9:17 PM

Rex> They let her off the ship?

Ens Reynolds> ::Already several drinks in at the beach bar and flirting (unsuccessfully) with a couple of cuties.::

"That may be part of how she gets in trouble."

Cdr Jalen Stanton> I suppose to make up for what he consumed while he was here? I had no idea he was a whisky hound... no pun intended.

I think the term is functional alcoholic.

9:19 PM

Finally turns around and puts his cup on the table. How the man commanded a starship I don't know.

Cdr Jalen Stanton> From what I've read... it was an interesting run.

(( I think mostly through Shenanigans. ))

Rex> How are repairs coming? Surprised you let someone else touch your engines.

"Repairs have been going well, and at this point there was too much work to be done to avoid letting other people poke around. I made sure to make offsite backups of my console settings though. And Reynolds'." William jerked a thumb at the Ensign's lackluster attempts at flirting.

Smirks Well, hopefully this is the last chaos we'll have to deal with for a while. I am hoping once we get back to Thirty-Seven we can catch a nice quiet patrol or a survey mission.

Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Checks his data padd.:: Well, we can always hope... ::Though he obviously had his doubts.::

Rex> Gets another beer. So where do you think they'll send us next. Hell's heart? The Moons of Nibia? The Antares Maelstrom?

9:24 PM

Do you regret taking this job?

Ens Reynolds> ::Gets a drink to the face before finally giving up. Comes back to the bar mopey and sinks onto a stool.::

"The Black Hole at the Center of the Galaxy?"

9:25 PM

William looks at the Ensign. "What on god's green earth did you say to her?"

Rex> Tries to hide a smirk inside his mug

Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Raises a brow and then grins.:: Not in the least. I enjoy the variety of challenges we're faced with, but then my background is security and not science.

9:26 PM

Ens Reynolds> What? I just told her that her bikini looks nice on her, but it'd look even nicer on the floor of my quarters.

9:27 PM

Ens Reynolds> Some girls don't have a sense of humor.

That's good to hear. I know I am not always the easiest Captain to work with, especially when I am being moody over my desire to be behind a telescope and not in the center seat.

William facepalms. "Good lord Reynolds."

Rex> Spits out his beer Man, they got holodeck programs you can use to work on those lines.

Cdr Jalen Stanton> I've worked with moodier, tell the truth. And more demanding. At least you're not a micromanager.

9:28 PM

Ens Reynolds> What lines? I was just stating facts. ::Hiccups::

"Reynolds...I...I don't even know what to say. Was she flirting back at you at all in this scenario?"

Ens Reynolds> Was she? I don't know. How can you tell? She and her friend were giggling and whispering to each other a lot.

Asher smiled genuinely. I appreciate that. I suppose I should consider myself fortunate. I have an excellent ship, a great crew, and a husband who somehow tolerates me.

"How was she responding to any of your 'lines'?"

Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Made a noise in his throat.:: That last one is certainly fortunate, especially when the two of you are apart so often.

Rex> Having cleaned up the beer.

Ens Reynolds> I mean... they were both laughing. I thought we were having a good time. ::Wipes water from his face.::

He nodded. He's certainly happy we're headed back to 37.

Bartender> ::Slides Rex another beer with a wink and smiles at Will.:: Get you somethin'?

William looks over. "Yeah, Andorian Ale please. And water for the Ensign here. I think he needs to surprise his liver."

Rex> Maybe we'll get a nice quiet mission next time. Something simple. Takes a drink

Cdr Jalen Stanton> Would the two of you like to join me for dinner when we return? I've got a new recipe I've been wanting to try out, and need some guinea pigs.

Smirks Of course. We'll bring the wine.

Bartender> ::Laughs and serves up the drinks before sliding off to tend to other patrons.::

9:40 PM

Ens Reynolds> ::Takes a sip.:: Oooooh, this is smooth. You can't even taste the alcohol.

Rex> Snorts into his mug again, but manages not to spit it out everywhere.

William pats Reynolds on the shoulder. "Good, good, make sure to drink that all up."

(He's blended alright, )

Cdr Jalen Stanton> Always a good idea. ::Smirks.:: So, will you be enjoying any down time while we're waiting for the repairs to conclude? I can hold down the fort if you wanted to visit the planet.

I appreciate the offer, but no. I am going to spend some time reading and catching up on a paper a friend asked me to review for him on Pulsar-Based Navigation in High Gamma Radiation Environments.

9:43 PM

You should check out the planet though if you have time. I hear the beach is lovely.

Cdr Jalen Stanton> I just might do that. My legs haven't seen the sun in ages. I may frighten some people if I don't pre-tan.

9:44 PM

Ens Reynolds> ::Downs a good portion of his drink and hiccups.::

Let's just hope none of the juniors ... or Mincine ... get into too much trouble.

Mutters to Rex. "Should've ordered him a double water."

Rex> Nods When we get back to starbase, we should take the man out for a night. It might do him a world of good.

9:46 PM

(( Ithene, is somewhere, very proud of Will ))

Cdr Jalen Stanton> I've got my ear out for issues. The watch commander on duty is a friend and promised to let me know if any of our roster pops up on his lists.

"Yeah, and teach him how to handle his liquor."

Ens Reynolds> ::Looks around, searching for any other girls to hit on.:: (edited)

9:47 PM

(( LOL ))

Rex> I know just the spot on 37. They don't usually let junior officers in, but the door guy owes me a favor or three.

(( William blinks at his doppelgänger. ))

Good.

9:47 PM

(( didn't know we were doing a shapeshifter plot))

(( Shhhhh ))

William grabs Reynolds by the shoulder. "Down boy." He turns back to Rex. "Sounds like a plan.*

Ens Reynolds> Wha... ? Third time's a charm, right?

"You've already had two drinks tossed in your face? Quit before you get slapped."

Rex> We can even bring Mincine along. Maybe that Clark from the bridge too. He's kind of cute... in a standoffish sort of way.

(( I still have no clue Reynolds's gender. ))

Rex> Takes a drink Though men in gold have never been my weakness. Teal and read though.

Ens Reynolds> No, the first girl slapped me. The second threw a drink. ::Smiles blearily.::

9:49 PM

(( At this point, I think that's hilarious and refuse to pick one. ))

William does his best to not facepalm again. "Try the next planet." He turns back to Rex. "Clark?"

Nods Operations officer.

William racks his brain. "Really?"

Nods

Ens Reynolds> ::Eyes Rex.:: You got the hots for our Commander, too? Or the Captain?

Rex> Snorts I am not an idiot, no.

9:53 PM

Rex> I did date the Captain's husband once.

Ens Reynolds> Does the Captain know that? I'd think he would have spaced you if he did.

Rex> He does, yes.

9:55 PM

Rex> It was years ago. Him and Arden were on one of their many on and off again periods. Takes a drink. Not very serious, really.

9:57 PM

Rex> So unserious that Arden left his job at the embassy on Cardassia to chase after Swain in the Gamma Quadrant. Takes another drink but that's another story really, Anyway Reynolds, why don't we get you another one of those smooth drinks.

"Reynolds, people date people. And yes," William waves to the bartender. "Can we get a double of what our compatriot just had?"

Ens Reynolds> Yea, I need another. ::Slams his drink down and plunks the glass on the bar.:: You know who I think is kinda cute? Mincine. I like her forehead.

9:58 PM

Ens Reynolds> Don't tell her, though. She also scares me.

"And she's already told you what needs to happen if you want to date her."

Rex> Trying to keep from cackling

9:59 PM

Rex> What about you WIll? Or are you married to the ship like every other starfleet chief engineer.

Ens Reynolds> ::Pouts.::

(I'm so sorry, coughing fit)

Bartender> ::Slides over with more ice waters, half listening to the conversation.::

"Married to the ship mostly." He sips his drink. "I have been attempting to be more open since interacting with a former science officer (I think, I can't remember Ithene's position.) on the Excalibur."

Rex> I'll have to tell Ithene you're doing better. Takes a drink. We went to the academy together. She asked me to keep an eye on you.

10:02 PM

(( and on that terrible for will revelation ))

:: she wakes up, having fallen asleep while packing ::

"Oh, you're still in touch with her?"

Rex> Every now and then she drops me a line.

10:03 PM

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Stopped

fun stuff

10:06 PM

as a programming note, it is possible I might be moving in the next month or so to the eastern coast of these, united states

10:07 PM

shouldn't be a long term disruption but there maybe some time where i am out

You're willingly going to a place that follows DST?

You're leaving me?!

lol to both

10:10 PM

Had the interview on Friday it pays considerably more and is in a cheaper city so

Ah

I mean, I can't fault you for it, but I can still be mad. ;D

10:13 PM

Night all. See you next week.

Night!

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Holodeck / space-port-aegis

Space Port Aegis - Fridays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain Sylfaen, Nijil tr'Korjata

Between 1/19/2024 9:02 PM and 1/19/2024 10:04 PM

We pick up with the field expanding, enveloping more area into an alternate version of the planet. Teams are falling back.

9:02 PM

Any questions before we start?

Don't think so.

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::moving back to their "next line of defense"::

::in the med bay::

::moving to the next spot::

I think we may soon be switching from prevention to clean up, at this rate.

::Sylfaen:: Captain, I believe this is some type of crystalline-based lifeform.

::continuing to monitor and to relay info from scans/sci station to the team::

If so, suggestions on how to communicate or at the least, pursued to go away?

"Are they sentient?"

9:13 PM

"We need to measure the rate of expansion."

The vibrations maybe our best lead. That's based on the scans that the sensors are picking up in the cave and what we are hearing from the lights.

Do we have enough data to start sometype of translation matrix?

Possibly

Then start working up something.

:: to Dacia :: "I heard of an evacuation order, but how do I evacuate?"

We probably just save your program on a storage device and take it with us. Or, maybe the Voyager's EMH could lend you his mobile emitter.

::Nijil:: We still need to develope someway to stop and reverse this effect. Even if we find a way to communicate, they may not be willing to give us back out...reality.

::Looks out of the window towards where the portal is::

::nods, gets to work on a translation matrix with the data she has::

"Yes and not create a massive explosion in the process."

9:23 PM

:: Gets out his padd to look at the data so far ::

Preferably, yes.

"His what now?"

I read about it. Lets him go anywhere he wants apparently.

9:25 PM

::drinking a glass of ratkajino::

::scanning the field again::

"Really? Why would Niji not tell..." :: The tall feline stood there for a moment ::

"Captain."

Yes?

"We may be able to create an anti-field against this expanding field."

Captain, I think we can try to communicate with them.

::shrugs:: Sadly, I wouldn't know... though I did read about it in the Starfleet Medical Journal.

::Nijil:: Then get that ready as quickly as possible.

9:38 PM

::Mimi:: How complex of a message can we send?

::checks up on a patient recovering from an ailment::

Simple to mid-range complexity.

Then stay simple. something like "please stop".

::nods::

"Me and the computer will do some chats."

::sends a message: "Please stop attack. We mean no harm."::

+Kital+ "Nijil here. I need the local processor to calculate an anti-wave to that expanding field. I need to have it predict and adjust to the changes."

+Nijil+ Giving it the commands now. I'll have it transmit straight to you.

9:43 PM

::enters command to analyze the field and calculate a cancelling field::

9:44 PM

::And then to transmit to the AT::

ACTION: Response comes from Mimi

9:44 PM

...from Mimi's message. a long series of numbers.

We have a message... but it's in numbers

"Caption, we can get the portal to create this wave...I hope."

That seems to indicate some time of intelligence.

Agreed...

::Nijil:: Standbye/

9:49 PM

::Mimi:: Can we resend the message using some numerical codes. It might be easier for them to translate.

Yes, calibrating the message to numerical codes

::Nijil:: Any sign that the expansion has stopped on it's own?

:: shakes head :: "It's expanding, but rather slowly."

::Nijil:: Okay. we'll give a little more time but be ready to engage,

I"m ready to send the message

::Mini:: Do it.

::nods and sends the message::

"The computer processor is creating a model to attempt an anti-wave

Message sent

ACTION: Another series of numbers is broadcasted from the field

:: She checks on another patient that does not mind being checked out by a photonic feline ::

I have received another set of numbers from the field. Translating now.

ACTION: There's a buz and flickering lights coming somewhere within the field.

Somethings happening

"I saw that."

"Could that be what he was talking about?" :: asking her patient, likely not knowing what she was talking about ::

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Thanks everyone.

10:02 PM

Any questions?

None here.

Then, dismissed and Goodnight all.

Goodnight!

night all see ya next week

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Holodeck / arcadia

USS Arcadia - Wednesdays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain Lo'Ami

Between 1/17/2024 9:12 PM and 1/17/2024 10:05 PM

So now, it's broad daylight (or the rough equivalent thereof in the cavern) and you've all been chained to posts without any of your equipment

9:13 PM

The chains are ropes, not metals, the posts, something resembling wood.

9:13 PM

Any questions before we start?

none here

ok then...

9:14 PM

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"Ugh..."

::waking up in an unfamiliar area::

Drax> ow, my head... :: moves a bit and finds movements constrained ::

::coming to:: Aughhh...my head...

::testing the ropes to see if she can get out::

9:18 PM

Is everyone okay?

Drax> :: looks around for the other Ferengi and finds them and the Starfleet officers :: Khor! Trook!

9:19 PM

Other Ferengi> :: coming to ::

"I have been beaten up on this mission, shocked into losing memories in another..."

I'm...alive, at least. Splitting headache.

(( next time, join a space tug ... ))

((did the helmets insulate us at all?))

9:20 PM

((are we still in our suits?))

((I thought you took them off ))

((oh we probably did))

9:20 PM

next time I'll leave the helmet on.

9:21 PM

::fumbling to see if she can get at her phaser::

all the stuff> :: on the ground, a few tens of meters away where there are a bunch of hobbits fumbling with them ::

9:22 PM

hobbits> :: animatedly conversing ::

((is there any space in the ropes that one might slide an arm through? how good are their knots?))

one of the hobbits> :: banging the communicator on things ::

9:24 PM

((they're pretty good at knots ))

Hey, that's fragile!

"You think they could be activated with our voice or a code."

hobbit> :: bang, bang, bang ::

9:26 PM

hobbit> :: throws the communicator on the ground and moves on to the next thing ::

Hello?

9:26 PM

excuse me

9:27 PM

could you please untie us? we mean you no harm

Drax> :: struggles with the ropes :: it's no use. They're primitives.

Maybe...generally, field equipment isn't voice-operated, since you don't want enemies shouting orders at it in a firefight.

9:27 PM

They should be able to understand us as much as you do...unless the UT just doesn't work on their language.

9:30 PM

And we don't want to be shouting out classified override codes in front of a Ferengi away team...no offense, of course.

Maybe if we keep them talking the UT will catch up. It usually does eventually.

Hey, humanoids, we really mean you no harm! We're very sorry for barging in and were just getting ready to leave!

Drax> :: mimics:: we come in peace...

9:35 PM

Drax> :: yells :: Free us! We have gold to give you!

"No voiceprint? Hmm."

Do you even know if they use money down here?

9:35 PM

You're probably better off bartering food or something.

9:36 PM

You'd think the profiteers of the galaxy would realize that...

Hobbits> :: look toward the noisemaking giants and go back to fumbling with their stuff ::

::tries seeing if there's anything pointy on her she can use to work at the ropes::

9:37 PM

::also tries pulling to see if she's strong enough to pull the pole out::

Drax> Everyone likes gold. It's shiny.

Look, you have problems with predators down here, right? We saw the bodies on the way in. We could help you with those if you free us.

9:38 PM

Do you see any of them wearing jewelry?

Hobbits> :: shudder at the bodies ::

9:39 PM

Drax> if they see gold, they'll like it

Sounds great! Have any samples to show them? Since I don't think you're going to be showing them anything in this state.

9:42 PM

Look, we can help set up defensive fortifications and show you how to defend yourselves if you let us help you...we just need to understand what's going on here, and we'll be happy to help.

we can also help you with food, getting rid of waste, clean water, you name it

One hobbit> :: walks over ::

hello

Hobbit> :: pokes Arizhel's bumpy head ::

She's a Klingon, that's why she has head ridges. I'm a Bajoran, she's a Cardassian, and these fine folks who keep yelling about gold are Ferengi.

(( I forgot,, does Dana wear earrings? ))

ow

9:47 PM

((slow reaction because the clubbing))

9:47 PM

hello. we just want to help

9:47 PM

it's no use

((I figure he would wear one? Like, he's not terribly religious, but he's culturally Bajoran...))

"We are not a traveling band."

Hobbit> :: moves over and examines Dana's earrings ::

9:50 PM

Drax> see they like shiny things...

That? Oh, it's just a religious thing. Cultural significance only, no real value.

Drax> we have shinier things than they do! Our have value, lots of value!

Well, sure, but shiny things don't work as well in the abstract.

9:52 PM

I hate to break it to you, but I think we're either all getting out or none of us are. I don't think it's us or y'all.

also i bet the ferengis are tastier

9:53 PM

if that's why we're here

9:53 PM

i bet that's why we are here

9:54 PM

please don't eat us though, we can get you a much bigger source of food if you let us live

Hobbit> :: turns around at the yelling Ferengi ::

9:55 PM

Hobbit> :: turns back to Natell and pokes at the ridges ::

::wishes she could poke the hobbit::

Hobbit> :: moves around to the Ferengi, but backs away from the yelling ::

I would also like to point out that the Ferengi were probably going to destroy your home for the dilithium it contains, while we were going to leave you alone.

Ferengi> We'll give you gold! GOLD if you let us go... They don't have gold!

9:59 PM

(( and ... ))

9:59 PM

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paised

gnight

*paused

10:00 PM

i cannot type tonight

10:00 PM

sorry

10:00 PM

have a good night!

'night!

gnight

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= /\ = USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1253, STARDATE 52401.15 = /\ =
The new Manticore-B was set to receive her new PK module after
a lengthy shakedown cruise but module was intercepted on its
way to Starbase -REDACTED-. Manticore has been sent in to
investigate. They were able to track the thiefs to junkyard
where they came across a decent sized space station or outpost.
McFly and Pilot go to investigate and inside they find the module.

Meanwhile, Kansas has been reassigned to Presidential security
and during a diplomatic conference on the moon she thwarted an
assassination attempt. However, no one knows who he was or how
he snuck inside.

Faldek and Gila are now a year into an undercover assignment on
Cardassia. The purpose of which the crew has not been notified of.
They've met up with Edvenent to search for -REDACTED-. However,
Cardassian command has seen fit for them to be sent to new
assignments disrupting their undercover mission. Faldek is on a
new Dominion shipyard. Gila is at an outpost turned medical
facility. And Edvenent is in Cardassia's main military intelligence
complex where he just learned about a "project nebula".
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Star Trek Simulation Forum

Holodeck / manticore

USS Manticore - Mondays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain McFly, Kansas Kenickie

Between 1/15/2024 9:04 PM and 1/15/2024 10:14 PM

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= The new Manticore-B was set to receive her new PK module after a lengthy shakedown cruise but module was intercepted on its way to Starbase -REDACTED-. Manticore has been sent in to investigate. They were able to track the thiefs to junkyard where they came across a decent sized space station or outpost. McFly and Pilot go to investigate and inside they find the module. Meanwhile, Kansas has been reassigned to Presidential security and during a diplomatic conference on the moon she thwarted an assassination attempt. However, no one knows who he was or how he snuck inside. Faldek and Gila are now a year into an undercover assignment on Cardassia. The purpose of which the crew has not been notified of. They've met up with Edvenent to search for -REDACTED-. However, Cardassian command has seen fit for them to be sent to new assignments disrupting their undercover mission. Faldek is on a new Dominion shipyard. Gila is at an outpost turned medical facility. And Edvenent is in Cardassia's main military intelligence complex where he just learned about a "project nebula". = starfleet

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((TBS was immediate))

::in sickbay, reviewing medical records::

::rubs her chin, looking at alien warp signature::

:: Is still sorting through intel and looking for any kind of leads ::

::steps into the massive room with Pilot by his side; he stares at the bare module just sitting in the large room:: I've never actually seen it up close like this before.

:: Taps away at Ops ::

::looking at the PK nodule:: It is huge!

::Straightens up from leaning over the Science-1 chair to peer around the bridge for a moment::

::Steps outside for fresh air::

9:07 PM

::Hates the Sun ::

Varp signatoor... you seen wun you've seen them all.

::tabs his comm badge:: McFly to +manticore+ We found the module. It's in this massive room. I have no idea how to get it out.

James Ryan ( Earth) > :: standing like a statue near the enterance surveying the scene as always ::

:: Raises an eyebrow ::

::looks at him:: How did they get it in?

::looks around:: I don't know. There's got to be some kind of cargo hatch or something.

::after sending the report, seeing it getting late decides to go snooping::

:: hums as she keeps an eye on propulsion systems....and ships systems ...including aquatic ones ::

::Huffs, turns around and enters the building::

::starts wandering around to see if he can find something:: (edited)

::begins moving around checking for something, anything even that can help us out::

:: Glances around, moving to another room ::

::checking other systems::

::goes into sneaky sneak mode and find some rear access hatches heading up to the command area::

::Meets up with the patrol team, sends them on an alternate route::

James Ryan ( Earth) > :: nods briefly and remains stationary ::

::Pats Ryan on the back:: Good job bud

Ryan ( Earth)> Keep running like that in this heat...the President might draft a resolution for you to shower. :: grins briefly ::

::Taps away::

in my dreams

ACTION> TWO SHIPS WARP IN ON THE OTHERSIDE OF THE STATION; IMMEDIATELY COMMS ARE JAMMED

::reviewing the records of the cetacean crewmembers, making notes about what needs to be updated::

::keeps walking; yells out:: Good lord! How far do I have to go to find a work station in here?! (edited)

Ops? How are things looking?

:: visits the Pool Table checking Manticore's power levels ::

ACTION> THE SHIPS FLY AROUND THE STATION AND MEET MANTICORE

::scans the two ships:: Uh oh

:: Looks up at the view screen :: Communications are jammed, Commander Faliver (edited)

Uh oh, Anni---? (edited)

9:18 PM

Oh.

::looking around for a console of some sort::

Shields up!

ACTION> HUMANOIDS IN ARMOR BEAM INTO THE STATION; McFLY AND PILOT HAVEN'T NOTICED THEM YET

((Bren don't blow up the new ship! ))

::finds a back door into the office, but scans with his tricorder to make sure the office is empty, which it is, and enters::

Lt. Cmdr EJ Pilot

((Bren don't blow up the new ship! ))

((Pilot respect my creative process))

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(lol)

( maybe they are friendly ? )

Why would you have all this space and no console?!

((We can greet them with a hug and see what happens))

((Jamming comms isn't how I greet my friends))

:: Sneaks into an empty office and snoops around ::

((LOL))

I wonder what they want?

::Stops a Yeoman from entering the Prez room, pats her down and scans her for lifesigns::

I'd love to hail them, but...

:: Looks at Sanchez :: Most likely, they want us dead.. (edited)

I don't think I've ever come across this kind of ship before.

Bren Faliver

((Jamming comms isn't how I greet my friends))

((yeah like you ever actually respond to your friends comms))

::looks at Harnett:: I will protect you my friend! If they board you stay behind ole Sanchez! I'll give them what for!!

ACTION> A SMALL NOTIFICATION LIGHT BEGINS TO BLINK ON KANSAS PADD/TABLET/LAPTOP/WHATEVER SHE HAS INDICATING SHE HAS A NEW MESSAGE

Cdr. Faldek/Khott (Cardassia)

((yeah like you ever actually respond to your friends comms))

((....friends?

)

"Hello Tyrel."

:: Shakes his head at Snachez :: Right...

::Looks at Ryan:: keep an eye on the door I need a moment

:: Walking around the facility, examining reluctant Jem'Hadar ::

Though I am by no means a ship expert.

Hello Chief, all systems are normal....I'm not certain what is going on the bridge at the moment. Some of the COMMs are begining to act up Ive noticed.

::starts snooping around the shipyard commanders office, looking through drawers, etc::

I am still a Security Officer even though I am at the Helm.

::Steps into the head, Turns message on::

Are they just sitting there?

:: Shrugs ::

So far, yes?

Could it be cloaked?

Ryan ( earth) > :: wonders if the attractive Yeoman gave Kansas a message ::

No weapons lock, no unfriendly fire? Just jamming our comms?

:: Looks at his console, reading his scans ::

::Turns PADD on and scans the message::

ACTION> KANSAS MESSAGE IS A SET OF THREE PICTURES; TWO MEN IN STARFLEET UNIFORMS MEETING WITH SOMETHING THAT LOOKS LIKE A VORTA; THE SAME NEBULA EDVENET FOUND IN PROJECT NEBULA; AND A LARGE SHIP OF UNKNOWN ORIGIN THAT LOOKS LIKE THIS...

9:24 PM

::comes across a PADD, turns it on and begins reading::

Computer, show computer station...?

Annika, any idea who these ships are? What species they are? Maybe we can blink a light at them in their version of morse code

:::Curses::

"Yes, the comm array probably needs reset."

::raises eyebrow noticing some comm interference on his monitor, decides to prepare sickbay for incoming...just in case::

+McFly+ Did you find anything yet?

::finds a "Project Nebula" folder in the PADD:: Pay dirt... ::turns it off and sneaks back out the way he came in, heading back to his quarters::

::comms are jammed and McFly doesn't get his message::

:: Continues his own scans, to see what he can see ::

::clears her PADD. Steps out of the head::

Sh...::sniffs air::

9:27 PM

::rushes back towards the entrance::

:: Pulls up the terminal in the office and sifts through files ::

::Realizes who sent the message, curses again::

::starts running diagnostics on biobeds to make sure they are ready::

ACTION> THE TWO SHIPS OUT FROM MANTICORE ARE THE SAME DEISGN THAT ATTACKED THE TOW SHIP EARLIER; AN AMALGAMATION OF ALIEN SHIP DESIGNS THAT THEY'VE COBBLED TOGETHER

9:29 PM

((Sorry, should have clarified that. The Dominion looking ship was strictly for Kansas' message))

(Cool cool)

::Nods to Ryan::

::squints:: Those ships look like a hodgepodge of everything.

+Pilot+ I haven't found anything yet. You?

::stops and when he sees the guys at the entrance:: , , .

:: Raises an eyebrow :: Sir, Cmdr. Sorenson is correct, those ships are a mix of different ship designs melded together...

Ryan (earth) > Everything okay?

::comms didn't go through::

::gets back to his quarters and begins going over the PADD and Project Nebula and stumbles across a station access code:: Oh my, I'm gonna get him fired for this...

::pulls his phaser rifle and begins firing at the group::

::taps his badge again:: +Pilot+?

:: Does not find much and clears the terminal, shutting it down, and sneaking to another office ::

::hears phaser fire:: +Pilot+ is that you?

9:32 PM

::runs back the way he came::

:::Knows she can trust Ryan.. has done crazy amounts of background and underground checks:: (edited)

::pulls up his reticle and starts firing::

ACTION> THE GUYS IN ARMOR DIDN'T EXPECT PILOT TO RUSH BACK AND ARE TAKEN BY SURPRISE; THEY START FIRING BACK AT HIM

::Hands Ryan her PADD:: Between us

ACTION> OUTSIDE THE SHIPS MOVE IN AND START TARGETTING MANTICORE AND FIRING (edited)

::runs to the side firing back, with pop shots:: (edited)

Ryan (Earth)> :: looks at PADD :: Dang...look at the size of that thing...

::checks biobed diagnostic results::

::nears the entrance and pulls his phaser; he can see some armored men firing in Pilot's direction; he fires back at them taking them by surprise::

::looks at the second phaser fire:: Great!

::braces herself::

ACTION> THE AMORED MEN BACK AWAY INTO THE HALLWAY AND FIND COVER

::watches them back into the hallway::

::McFly runs up and see Pilot:: You didn't answer my call!

it's from this guy Chip ::Sighs:: I trust him as a source. look at who is in that photo

Comms are down.

9:35 PM

We need to catch them...

Evasive maneuvers, and fire back, target their weapons

:: Grabs the Ops console ::

::scrambles to get to The Chair::

Maybe I can use this access code... Oh yes... ::memorizes the code and heads back out, taking the sneaky route he planned out earlier::

Aye! ::evasive maneuvers engaged::

Ryan ( Earth) > :: looks at the image again.....:: Federation personnel with a member of the Dominion....hmm...

I don't know, I think we need to get back to the ship, there's only two of us here.

::scans the enemy ships::

And I guess we have no comms.

9:37 PM

ACTION> THE TWO SHIPS CONTINUE TO TAKE SHOTS ON MANTICORE

And so the shuttle can't hear us. So we will have to fight there.

"I don't want more repairs."

Ryan ( Earth) > :: hands PADD to Kansas :: Assessment?

::continues to execute evasive maneuvers::

::Hits a button on the chair's arm to formally go to red alert::

:: braces herself on Pool Table :: Dang.. Shields holding... Chief.

:: Scans the ships as they fire on the Manticore ::

Keep shooting!

::starts his sneaky sneaking, making his way to a previously unapproached access door::

::goes into his bag and grabs a stun grenade:: Let's go then.

it's a solid tip, we need to know if those are people or changlings... and who they are

:: looks through the desk, then looks through files on the terminal ::

::braces on biobed, nods as the red alert sounds::

::runs down the hall towards the airlock with Pilot::

::Looks at the PADD:: those ships are big

::fires behind him and drops the stun grenade behind them::

I know it's a tall order, but try to keep one of the two ships between us and the other...

Ryan ( Earth)> Ma'am, that is outside our job description.. I think it is best you pass that information on to someone who can do something about it...so we can continue to do our job here.

::runs into airlock::

ACTION> A BIG ONE COMES UP FROM THE OTHER SIDE AND GRABS PILOT JUST AS HE ENTERS THE AIRLOCK

::pops out of the access tunnel into an empty corridor::

Kahless!

::McFly jumps onto the big guy's back trying to choke him::

::punches and elbows into the guy who grabbed him::

some on Earth... who I trust

::stops and listens, hearing footsteps, moves slowly and silently into a shadowy area and waits::

((I need an adult!

))

These disruptor signatures... they seem familiar...

Lt. Cmdr EJ Pilot

((I need an adult!

))

who doesn't!?

Ryan ( Earth) > Maybe your old Fleet buddies.

::spots a crewmember entering sickbay carrying one of their injured colleagues; goes to assist the injured crewmember onto the biobed::

ACTION> THE BIG GUY LETS GO OF PILOT; HE THEN DONKEY KICKS PILOT THRUSTING PILOT INTO THE SHUTTLE; THE BIG GUY USES THAT MOMENTUM TO FLIP OVER McFLY WITH McFLY STILL HOLDING ON TO THE GUYS NECK; WITH HIS NEW LEVERAGE THE BIG GUY IS ABLE TO GRAB A HOLD OF McFLY NOW AND SLAM HIM ONTO THE FLOOR

::flys into the shuttle:: Damnit! That hurt!

9:44 PM

::pulls out his mek'leth and runs towards him::

ACTION> THE BIG GUY STEPS UP TO THE AIRLOCK CONTROLS; HE PUNCHES A RED BUTTON THAT IMMEDIATELY SHUTS THE AIRLOCK AND THEN EJECTS THE SHUTTLE CAPTAPULTING IT INTO OPEN SPACE

:: feels the shields take more hits :: She's so new...I hate to see this.

::stops at the door::

::the footsteps disappear down the opposite hallway, he emerges and silently starts walking to the unguarded access door::

::slams his hand against the door:: Computer! Engage engines and plot a course back to Manticore maximum thrust!

::looks over biobed readouts for injured crewmember::

ACTION> THE TWO SHIPS ATTACKING MANTICORE DISENGAGE AND TURN AROUND; THEIR WARP ENGINES ENGAGE AND THEY DISAPPEAR INTO SPACE; THE "SPACE STATION" THEN POWERS UP ITS ENGINES AND WARPS OUT RIGHT BEHIND THEM

:::Leans against the wall next to Ryan, mind racing::

What the {convenient engine noise}

:: Looks up from Ops :: This does not bode well...

Hmm, what was that all about?

Do we have comms back? Ring the Captain

ACTION> COMMS ARE BACK ONLINE

+McFly+ Captain, do you read?

Ryan ( Earth) > :: looks to Kansas :: At least pass that on to SFI... It would make me feel better.

:: Goes to another office :

I don't know them... I haven't cleared them (edited)

ACTION> PILOT'S SHUTTLE ARRIVES BACK AT MANTICORE

::applies hypospray for patient's pain and then begins running dermal regenerator over wounds::

Ryan (Earth) > Or pass it though that special ops group you worked with on that ship. They will know what to do with it. Just promise me you won't sit on it.

+Bridge+ Priority emergency!

:: Looks up from Ops :: Commander, the shuttle has returned to the ship

::runs out of the shuttle and heads to the TL:: Bridge.

:: None of them were talkative at all, unless you speak of victory, loyalty, or the Founders ::

Lower shields, drop the red alert, and get the shuttle onboard. Please.

:: Digs through the desk, finding some Padds and going through them ::

I will pass it to the right people. I just need to know that they can be trusted

::enters the access code and the door whooshes open, enters the area and begins making his way through a series of corridors and small storage bays, looking around for manifests or anything, coming up empty handed::

+Pilot+ Pilot, what's going on?

::walks onto bridge:: Commander Faliver, the Captain was captured.

::notes the end of the red alert, continues tending to his patient::

Chief, I am going to start delegating repair teams throughout the ship...so far it tdoes not look to bad.

By who? Why?

We were engaged by unknown security personnel on the station. We didn't see anything upon arriving.

Oh no..

Frak. Annika, try and trace those warp signatures.

What warp signatures?

:: Raised an eyebrow ::

::to himself:: It's odd, there's literally nobody around... ::still looking::

::nods and scans the warp trails:: The trails are distinct, so hopefully we'll be able to trail them.

The station and the ships that just left, taking the Captain? Do we need to get you to sickbay?

::Checks the time:: only this nice about this detail is that you can sent your clock by this guy to do the same thing everyday (edited)

The station had warp capability?!

::nods::

::Thrusts his hand at the main viewscreen:: That or a hell of a good cloak, Commander!

It was literally no consoles there! What in the hell!

Ryan (earth)> It is a routine based job, unless the President eats too many greens...

he does get whiffy

Ryan (Earth)> :: gestures as if something smells very briefly ::

:: Looks at his readings :: It did warp out, Commanders... :: Talking to Bren and E.J. ::

::looks at Bren, annoyed::

::Deadpan:: Maybe the consoles were cloaked.

9:55 PM

Did they say anything?

::finds a PADD, picks it up and starts looking through it, just seeing supply listings and innocuous things::

Do they realize they have the Captain?

They said nothing. We found the PK Module on that "station" and then we went looking for a console.

::finishes running dermal regenerator of burns on injured crewmember, checks biobed readout again::

::Nods to the Yeomen as she leave the Prez office::

I didn't want him to go in the first place.

:: Finds something of interest, muttering to himself as he tucks the padd into his jacket :: ( m ) Training program....Jem'Hadar... :: He leaves the office and heads back to sort more intel files ::

::puts the PADD back and continues exploring, finally seeing what may be the light at the end of the proverbial tunnel, begins heading to a large bay door, the biggest one he's seen yet::

Ryan ( Earth) > :: sizes up the Yeoman as part of his job....though she is very attractive...::

Any leads yet, Annika?

::enters through the big ass door and what he sees makes his eyes go large and wide:: Oh my...

Ops... I hate to say this but... try to get Admiral Jaffee on the line

ACTION> INSIDE THE HANGER FALDEK TRESPASSED ON HE SEES...

9:59 PM

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Partial lead. I have their depature trajectory, but it gets cold after that.

::nods as he notices crewmember's condition is stabilized as they are recovering from their burns::

( that is one enormous hangar)

((I mean you gotta build a secret ship somewhere))

Any systems along that vector that are inhabited?

::stands there slightly dumbfounded:: It's yuge...

being land lock does stink some days ::Looks up::

::moves to the observation lounge, enters::

::works with the cetaceans to plot their course:: The course does go through some inhabited systems, yes.

ACTION> ON THE MAIN VIEWSCREEN ADMIRAL ELAINE JAFFEE APPEARS

::updates the medical file of injured crewmember::

Commander Faliver?

( must jet folks gnight )

((Night))

Admiral Jaffee, I appreciate your taking our hail. We have a bit of a situation, some unknown faction has taken Captain McFly and left for destinations unknown. We're working on trying to identify options for their destination, but your guidance would be much appreicated.

::Pieces together the partial warp trail::

::sees a console and approaches, punches in the access code::

ACTION> IN THE INTEL COMPLEX EDVENENT IS IN, SOME NIGHT SECURITY GUARDS BEGIN TO SENSE SOMETHING MIGHT BE WRONG; THEY START INVESTIGATING THE AREA AND ARE SEARCHING JUST OUTSIDE THE OFFICE EDVENENT IS IN

::deep breaths:: (edited)

10:04 PM

::moves out of the obs lounge and back onto the bridge, standing next to Bren::

::uses his PADD to download all the information available on this Jem'Hadar Dreadnought::

:::Looks at her PADD again:::

::composes herself:: I see... Commander, your first priority to retrieve the stolen module by any means. I can't emphasize how devastating it would be for it to fall into enemy hands. The Captain... is secondary. Continue after your leads. Keep me informed of your progress and call me if you need anything. Good luck, Commander.

::finishes up and heads back the way he came:: (edited)

::wasn't shocked::

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Oop, sorry Bren. You started typing right as I pressed enter.

(edited)

10:07 PM

KK, Komments?

::Paused::

All good, was just acknowleding the orders politely

nothing from me. Nice work everyone

Sorry all

By the way, if anyone is a fan of the show 24, that's where I'm getting the inspiration for the structure of this plot. Just thought I'd let you know that.

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I need to rewatch 24

I'm on season 2 now.

10:09 PM

TBS will be immediate.

10:09 PM

Questions or comments?

No more away missions for you

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10:09 PM

Like ever...

lol

10:09 PM

You know, Kansas wouldn't have let me get caught.

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Depends on how she was feeling about you that day.

Yeah that's kind of true

Next time I'll nerve pinch the captain and go in his place

Well... both are true

10:10 PM

but to be spitful I wouldn't let him get caught

Alright, if nothing else, pies are available at the door to throw at Pilot on your way out... DISMISSED!!!

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Later folks.

Goodnight!

Night

Goodnight and good week all yall

NIte nite Peeps

Night folks!

Nite McFly

later babe

10:12 PM

later dudes

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USS Excalibur - Sundays 10 ET - Command Staff: Cptn Swain, CdrMirandaHawthorne

Between 1/14/2024 9:06 PM and 1/14/2024 10:08 PM

MISSION BRIEF: Investigating missing mining shipments, Excalibur discovered the massacre of wild catting miners. Unsure of their next move, they were surprised when an advanced Romulan interceptor craft decloaked with the former commander of the Excalibur -- who more or less invited himself over -- aboard.

9:07 PM

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Corizon> So takes another drink of whiskey what's next then?

9:09 PM

Rex> Glances up from his tactical console Well there hasn't been any phaser or disruptor fire in the ready room, yet.

"I'm not sure who I'd put hypothetical money on."

Irene> "Is there... security in there, or anything?"

Rex> Shrugs

Cdr Jalen Stanton> You're here for a reason. I assume that you already have an idea of what needs to happen. ::Eyeing Corizon:: You've infiltrated the operation, but don't wish to take it to your government?

"Isn't Commander Stanton's background Security?"

(( ::karate chops all the Romulans:: ))

Irene> "I mean actual security, the ones who wore the red shirts 50 years ago."

"What, just so they can die suddenly?"

Vaener> Frowns, even more deeply than he had been the whole time. It is... complicated

9:14 PM

Corizon> What Civet means is they asked for our help because about half the Galae are no longer trusted by the other half, because the Procounsul has spent the last year putting his people in key positions, and given that he's a Tal'Shiar slimeball. Drinks more whiskey

Cdr Jalen Stanton> More complicated than Starfleet getting involved in an off-the-books operation that could get our crew killed?

Irene> "It's better than the captain or Commander Stanton dying suddenly."

"Fair." (edited)

Rex> I thought Klingons liked free promotions.

9:17 PM

Matching Vaener's frown, Asher sighed deeply. I am nto particularly interested in getting involved in some sort of clandestine not-entirely-sanctioned mission. We were looking into missing mining equipment, not a intergalactic smuggling ring.

"We'd all be promoted just so long until they could get a new command team in here."

Irene> shrug "Commander Stanton being disintegrated is probably a good thing for career advancement on a Bird of Prey, it's a bad thing on something beginning with USS."

:: Watching from the back of the bridge ::

Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Glances at the Captain.::

Corizon> His ears went flat in annoyance and he went to make another drink. So you don't care what things the Tal'Shiar might be getting into with a grip full of Merkocite.

9:18 PM

(( snickers I would like each of you to give me a number 1-20 ))

(( 8 ))

(( 16 ))

Cdr Jalen Stanton> I wouldn't say that. ::Inclines his head.::

(( 19 for asher ))

(( 18 ))

We don't even know it was the Tal'Shiar.

Cdr Jalen Stanton> But if it is tied to the missing mining equipment... ::Trails off, still looking at Swain.::

Corizon> Turns on heel, his ears pinned back Oh, you have other theories?

9:20 PM

(( cackles ))

(( fear ))

(2)

ACTION> Alarms all over the bridge sound as two Romulan warbirds decloak firing shots at both the Excalibur which strike the unshielded ship in various important places and destroy the intercetpro.

Star Trek shake "Raise shields!" starts getting damage control teams around the ship, assuming he can

Rex> Is thrown from the tactical console

9:25 PM

Corizon> Practices hand at this and manages somehow not to spill his drink, but just barely. What the hell.

Val> "Two warbirds just decloaked, they're targeting, and firing!" She's secure, while Irene grabs her own console with a death grip.

Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Staggers and catches himself on the wall, gritting his teeth. Rushes out onto the bridge.:: Report!

Follows onto the bridge, with Vaener and Corizon in tow

"Two warbirds decloaked, fired, and destroyed the other ship! Trying to raise shields!" William's fingers are flying over his console.

Rex> Pulling himself back up to the tactical console, bleeding a little from the forheads

Irene> "They appeared and opened fire before we had a chance to do anything, sir!" She looks hopping mad at their new Romulan friends, both on-board and on the viewer.

Rex> Two Norexan class warbirds.

9:28 PM

Vaenaer> Walks over to sceen Those aren't Galae vessels.

"Oh, licensed out your designs to the Klingons again have you?"

Vaener> They're Tal'Shiar.

Cdr Jalen Stanton> What's our damage? :: To Will::

Rex> Frowns They're swining around for another pass.

9:29 PM

Takes the center seat Bring us about. Hail them.

9:30 PM

Clark> No response to our hails.

Val> Calm as can be. She has a lot of combat experience, after all. "Aye, sir. Evasive maneuvers...?"

"A whole lot in places we don't want it Commander. I have teams working, but we're hurting."

ACTION> The two wabirds fire salvos at the Excalibur and the array. The array takes direct hits, while the shots graze the Excalibur.

Irene> Going over the sensor readings. "Sir, they're focusing fire on the station, not on us. That thing's not gonna last much longer."

Rex> Permision to return fire?

9:33 PM

Frowns Get us the hell out of here. We're no match for both of those ships.

"Injuries all over the ship."

ACTION> The station explodes in a brilliant fireball as the two warbirds come about for another pass on us. Focusing their fire on engines and shields.

9:34 PM

( dice role please, 1-20 will )

(( 13 ))

9:35 PM

(( Don't screw me Purdy. ))

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ACTION> The warbirds volleys pummel out our ventral sheilds, but main systems remain on line.

"Shields down!"

Corizon> Grips the railings and looks at Swain

Val> "Executing escape course!" Over the incoming blasts. "Gonna keep the dorsal side facing them if I can, might get a little hairy..."

ACTION> There is just enough of an opening for Val to get the Excalibur in a postion to jump to warp and, at least for the moment safety.

Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Gripping the armrest of his chair tightly as he scrolls through report after report of damage and casualties.::

Will rounds on the quad of people that came from the Ready Room. "What, and I cannot emphasize this enough, the hell was that?!"

That's an awfully bold move by the Tal'Shiar to attack a Federation starship in Federation space. Asher's voice was just on the verge of a shout

9:39 PM

Vaenaer> I am as surprised as you are, Captain. He looked genuinely distressed

Val> Slides the ship through the station debris and gets them in a safe position to escape. "Going to warp! OK, we've got some distance between us and them."

Rex> They're not pursuing us, as far as I can tell but they could be cloaked.

Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Glances at the Romulan, frowning.:: Apparently, they know what you've been up to and don't like it.

Set a course for the nearest Starbase.

"I'm going to have to get dirty on this Captain. I'll be down in Engineering."

"Does anyone here need medical attention?"

Corizon> Knocks back his drink. They certainly don't want us working together.

Val> "Aye." And the ship is headed for a starbase.

"What keen deductive skills you have." William says as he heads for the turbolift.

Irene> "I'm sorry, Captain. There was no warning."

Corizon> Are you sure they aren't pursuing us. He walked over to the tactical console. Those are high speed interceptors. They can out run you.

9:43 PM

I'll take my chances. If they want to pursue a Federation ship into Federation space, they

"Try to keep them from destroying more of my ship then." turbolift doors close and William heads down to Engineering. "Reynolds! Tell me you're still alive!"

re biting off more than they can chew.

Irene> "They'd be lit up like a supernova cloaked and going as fast as we are, wouldn't they?"

Vaenaer> The Tal'Shiar has access to the most... advanced of our cloaking technologies, I am afraid. But I agree with Captain Swain, it would be unwise even for the Tal'Shiar to risk a war with the Federation.

Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Motions to Indaura and then to Rex.:: Our Security Chief is bleeding, Doctor.

Irene> "Doesn't take a tactician to tell we weren't their target."

Ens Reynolds> ::Heads pops up out of one of the sparking consoles, covered in soot and hair singed.:: Sir! Who attacked us?

:: Nods, goes to the chief ::

Rex> Frowns I am fine, but thanks.

"Romulans. Tal'Shiar apparently."

Corizon> Looking at the tactical console No sign of pursuit yet.

"Security can be the worst patients, second only to doctors."

9:47 PM

:: Gets out her medicorder ::

William grabs his own engineering gear. "It looked bad up on the bridge. How bad is it down here? You're nearly on fire."

Ens Reynolds> Well, that explains the lack of warning. ::Wipes his forehead, smudging his face even more.:: We're in bad shape. I've overloads on nearly all decks. Our deflector array is badly damaged and offline. Shields are drained.

William swears loudly and forcefully. "Alright, let's get to it." William picks a project and gets to work.

Commander see if we can find the Sub-Commander and the Captain some quarters. Mister Clark, get me a secure channel to Command in my RR. Straightens his uniform Good work everyone, that could have been a lot worse.

Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Glances to Swain and nods.::

Corizon> Lifts an ear at being not so ceremoniously told to leave the bridge With respect Captain, I think you'll want me on the call Commands. But your choice.

9:53 PM

Sighs Fine, but find him some quarters anyway.

9:53 PM

Clark> Long-range communications are down, Captain. The sub-space array took a direct hit in the original salvo. Engineering is working on it.

9:54 PM

Mutters lowly and heads to his RR anyway Get me through as soon as you can.

9:54 PM

Rex> Forces a smile as Indaura patches up his cut

Irene> "They were hitting our comms and engines, they were going for the kill with the station and the interceptor."

"I implore you to not injure yourself in this location as I don't wish to revisit."

"How can so many things be broken at once?"

Rex> Well, I'll try not to make it a habit.

9:58 PM

Vaenaer> Walks over to Irene and the science console Were you able to get any detailed scans of the vessels.

Irene> "...sir?" Looking at the big chair to see if she should answer that.

Ens Reynolds> I know! But it's been this bad before. Just one thing at a time. ::Grunts as he tightens another node with his spanner. The console lights up and he stands to check it.::

Corizon> Joins Swain in the RR

"Good job Reynolds."

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Fun stuff. See I told you I would make up for it!

OH?! FUN STUFF YEAH?!

10:03 PM

10:05 PM

We will pick up next week arriving at the nearest starbase. A small outpost in orbit of a balmy M-class planet.

10:06 PM

TBS a day or so, with no pursuit (that we know of)

Irene didn't even shoot any Romulans!

Somehow there's a serial killer either on the planet or the station.

10:06 PM

I'm not sure where just yet.

Mmmm cereal...

wow discounting the idea that we could be at war with the romulan empire by the time we arrive

10:07 PM

i am losing my touch

That's just Tuesday here.

Mmm war

anyway see you next week!

Night, everyone. Make sure to tip your servers.

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Holodeck / space-port-aegis

Space Port Aegis - Fridays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain Sylfaen, Nijil tr'Korjata

Between 1/12/2024 9:04 PM and 1/12/2024 10:06 PM

So, we left off with the forcefield close to failing and releasing otherworldly'ness upon us.

Who ya gonna call?

Mimi has suggested we may have missed something in the cave systems below the colony. This is where the rock samples came from that the lights used to trigger this "event".

hm

9:06 PM

sounds like an idea

ooh

I'm giving it about 15 minutes of shield strength left. So, a solution to that is imperative.

9:07 PM

Questions?

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Sensors from the cave are begining to relay more data.

::nervous, routing data to AT::

::quickly looking over the info, while also glancing over her shoulder towards the field boarder.

::looks over the data::

::still working in med bay::

(Where would I have been?)

(Probably working on reinforcing the shield)

9:14 PM

There is a higher level of crystalline formations in this one section of the cave. Unsure if that's significant.

I'm going to cross reference that against any other similar formations. ::starts scan::

:: Working with others of his team to reenforce the shield emitters ::

9:16 PM

"It is just a matter of time...grr."

9:19 PM

+Captain+ "I estimate only maybe 15 minutes before the integrity of the shields makes it fail entirely." (edited)

+Nijil+ Were you able to link up with the portal device and use it in any way? It's just about at the heart of the effect.

::does a detail scan of the crystalline formations::

::has the computer running simulations/predictions of what will happen if the shield fails as things are at the moment::

+Captain+ "Yes, but if there's a surge, and it's likely, the shield would go down."

ACTION: Scans show a faint resonating signal within the crystals in the cave, which matches the energy signal coming from the event.

9:25 PM

+Nijil+ That's even more likely if we don't do anything.

::has sent word for all colonists to be inside for the next hour unless given the all clear earlier::

Well, that's not good...

9:26 PM

Captain, there's a faint resonating signal from the crystals in the cave, it matches the energy signal from that. ::points to the light::

::looks the data over:: That was not detected before. Probably reacting to this.

Probably

We could be looking at a chain reaction possibility. Which, just made this even worse of a situation.

+Captain+ "I could add it only if our current level drops below a threshold."

:: Materializes ::

9:30 PM

"Dr. Sandero."

Hello?

+Nijil+ We're about to run out of time and this may have more of an effect that a couple acres of real estate. I'd rather avoid a global "re-zoning".

Hey, what brings you here?

::tries to analyze the resonating signal to see if we can communicate with it::

+Captain+ "Adding the power of the portal to the shield matrix...now."

"The holo emitters."

Ah... true. How'd things go with the portal?

"I think if the base has an emergency I'm supposed to be on the ready."

Oh dear, hope everything's ok

"The failsafes would not let me, at least until they are reprogrammed."

::updated scans to AT::

+Captain+ "The levels are holding, but I only think I bought you more time."

9:36 PM

:: Sees the updated scan ::

Hope they would be soon, I suppose.

+Nijil+ I'll take what I can get.

Well, the med bay is fully prepped for anything that comes our way.

"May I ask you something, after this question?"

Sure

+Captain+ colonists are staying inside for the next hour. Just in case.

::Mimi:: Finding any patterns?

"Niji, err, Nijil said he is having something brought here from far away. A kind of gift, but he won't tell me what it is. I suppose you don't know."

It's hard to tell, although I am running it against known resonating signals and the such.

No, sorry. I wouldn't know. Or, maybe he told me and I forgot. Haven't seen ol' Nijil in awhile,

"Old, he does not seem that old, but then I know him as a Yith for longer." :: She went to check in on a kit ::

:: Meanwhile, Nijil started feeling a static field around him and the team :: "Oh I don't like this."

ACTION: There's a crackle and then a flash of lighting from the effected area outward. A blue glow is slowly forming.

::sees scans:: not good...

9:48 PM

::continuing to route info to the AT::

Well, I don't know how old he is for a Romulan... but, yeah... it must be something interesting.

::is not liking this, analyzes if the resonating signals are part of the blue glow::

"He and I had to spend a lot of time together. Helped him feel as comfortable as he could in Prani's body." :: Looks at Dacia :: "I was proud of how he did, as was Prani's mother." :: sits, stiil working with the kit :: "Though as a hologram I am beginning to understand how he felt."

"No one rub their clothing together, or touch each ot-" :: Another engineer placed his hand on Nijil's shoulder, sending an electrical through them both :: "Ahh!, da--"

::nods:: Understandable. It must've been hard on him, though he seemed to doing a good job managing both his own and Prani. I remember that.

"Our material fabrication technology is slower than yours, so the repair components took months."

Ugh, can't imagine how difficult that was. It's hard enough connecting with others telepathically and empathically.

::to self:: Think Mimi think.

"Oh, I must be a blank slate to you, a bit dark feline who's mind is not really here."

ACTION: The crackling increases and the edge of the field begins to slowly creep outward, growing in size.

I mean.. yeah but you get used to it. I also get that from other species like Ferengi.

:: Is startled as the sudden increase in size, steps up and back ::

9:58 PM

+Captain+ "My team is having to move back."

+AT+ That field is growing. Can it be dissipated at all?

::sees and hears what's going on::softly:: Crystalline-based lifeforms?

All teams fall back!

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::freeze frame::

Crystalline entity

10:00 PM

Just very tiny

Thanks everyone. We'll pick up there next week.

10:01 PM

Any questions?

10:02 PM

Then, Dismissed and Goodnight everyone.

Night all!

Goodnight

night all see ya next week

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Holodeck / arcadia

USS Arcadia - Wednesdays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain Lo'Ami

Between 1/10/2024 9:00 PM and 1/10/2024 10:03 PM

hi

evening

Yay, we're all here....

9:02 PM

Last time on USS Arcadia -- the away team on the rogue planet found their way to the end of the long crystal tunnel and entered a very large dark cavern with lots of structure

9:02 PM

Any sim-related qs before we start?

also there were bodies

9:03 PM

can't forget the bodies

Oh yeah, and the tunnel had bodies of various ages in various states of decay

no questions here

same

ok then...

9:04 PM

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+arc+ arizhel to arc

"Why exactly are we going further down?"

::looking around with flashlight::

I think we should head back and let the captain know what we found so far

9:06 PM

no reason for us to face a space monster with just the four of us

light> :: there are obviously artificial structures. they're all dark ::

9:06 PM

ACTION> comm badge clicky clickies

Seems like we're out of communication?

indeed.

Well, we could either turn back and see if we could get in contact with the Arc on the surface or we could keep going.

the safest thing would be to turn around get in contatc

9:09 PM

let's head out and i'll stay in the rear in case it turns out we have company

Sounds like a plan.

ACTION> the cavern roof is starting to glow faintly red

was the roof red before now?

I don't believe so.

"Some kind of electro-magnetic energy is in the area, maybe even thermal...wait, static?"

this is not good

ACTION> that EM energy is emanating from the roof....

9:13 PM

ACTION> and (as Natell said), the temperature is starting to get a bit warmer, but slowly

get back

::steps back::

::backs away from the glowing roof::

9:13 PM

::has phaser out and ready to shoot::

"I know my people like tropical climates..."

::scanning like crazy::

(( how do you back away from a roof?))

((i assumed it was like part of the roof like the center? going towards the edge))

9:15 PM

((or the previous area if it's the new room that was red))

(( it's a giant cavern))

9:15 PM

(( the entrance to the tunnel is in one place ))

((and all red on top?))

(( roof is lighting almost uniformly ))

((weird))

9:16 PM

((duck and cover i guess?))

roof> :: moving into the yellow from the red, slowly ::

this is weird

9:16 PM

maybe this is how they heat things?

around them> :: there are some buzzing sounds, some chirping sounds starting. They're coming from many different sources ::

Huh, sounds like some sort of life signs?

9:18 PM

I guess the roof is mimicing a sun?

roof> :: slowly getting more yellow than red ::

9:20 PM

around them> :: more chirping, something small flies overhead ::

"Anyone else hearing that?"

yes

9:20 PM

hello? anyone here?

ACTION> there's motion inside some of the structures

::scans for life and technology in the direction of teh motion::

lifesigns> :: lots of them, some of them humanoid ::

::puts away phaser for now::

tech> :: no power signatures in the structures, but there are (as Natell said) on the roof and of course the low power at the door lock ::

There seem to be humanoid and non-humanoid lifesigns in the area.

9:23 PM

No tech, though, aside from the lock and the roof.

ACTION> :: more small animals fly above, chirping ::

they have a pretty advanced setup down here, though, in terms of climate control

ACTION> the yellowish roof is starting to become bluer... the air is being heated radiantly from above

Interesting that a rogue planet would have underground habitations full of life.

we're probably not going to be mining it for dilithium if there are inhabitants

9:26 PM

let's keep going. if there are people, a full security team may alarm them

True

::continues walking into the cave::

::following::

9:27 PM

Jasad, anything unusual about the life down here?

::looking around at the birds and whatever else is there::

"I think they enjoy the energy in this area."

ACTION> there are some small rat-sized forms running around on the ground

feel free to take samples; life on a rogue planet is pretty unusual

ACTION> it's getting lighter out

:: Stoops down and scans the rats ::

We might be encountering humanoids soon.

rats> :: are not actually rats, theyre some kind of carniverous animals ::

9:32 PM

rats> :: they scurry when the AT gets nearby ::

Do they have claws consistent with the scratch marks on the bones outside?

are they venomous?

rats> :: have much smaller two-part claws ::

((too bad, that would have been a convenient and not scary explanation))

Odd they'd have large carnivores in a controlled environment...

(( you need the scary one ))

9:35 PM

More small animals> :: coming out to run around, eat and be eaten ::

maybe it is less controlled than it looks from here

"We should leave."

That might not be a terrible idea.

::looks to see how far it would be back to the cave entrance from where they are now::

cave entrance> :: hasn't moved. it's a door ::

let's head out then. after you.

::heads towards the door::

:: Starts a fast walk to the cavern exit ::

humanoids> :: starting to stir out of their small structures, but laying low and relatively unseen ::

hello?

9:41 PM

::following behind them a little slower in case the people want to talk::

humanoids> :: they are all slightly bent and none is taller than 1.3m ::

9:42 PM

humanoids> :: not answering ::

They seem scared of us...maybe we should leave them alone.

they may not be the top of the food chain here.

9:43 PM

::heads back with the others:: (edited)

True

((hobbits?!?!?!))

(( not exactly ))

::heading back to the entrance::

9:46 PM

((they are hobbits until proven otherwise))

((Wait, were the corpses outside as short as these hunanoids?))

(( yup ))

9:48 PM

(( same species, but deader ))

((Makes sense))

(( some of the older ones mightve been slightly taller ))

::closes the door after the others when the get to the tunnel so as not to wreck the climate controls::

ACTION> just as the door reopens, there's someone at the other side

9:50 PM

ACTION> actually 3 someones

Uh...hello? (edited)

ACTION> also kind of short, orange skinned and with big ears

9:50 PM

ACTION> and holding weaponds

9:50 PM

Central one> Well, hello there....

Didn't think a rogue planet would be this lively, tell you the truth.

greetings

9:51 PM

I am commander Arizhel from the USS Arcadia. We come in peace

Central one> Daemon Drax of the Ferengi Alliance, you must be the "away team" from the Federation

9:51 PM

Ferengi> :: laugh ::

9:52 PM

Drax> I remind you of the 76th rule of acquisition: Every once in a while, declare peace. It confuses the hell out of your enemies.

We are. These people don't seem to have any sort of profit for you, so I imagine you'll be leaving.

Drax> You don't fool me into thinking you were just going to leave all the profit here.

just a bunch of rats

9:53 PM

is there a profit in rats?

Drax> :: looks at one of the others and laughs again ::

9:54 PM

Drax> and the largest dilithium deposit this of the universe

it's unmineable

We were having trouble mining that.

Drax> Are you saying you won't challenge the Ferengi claim on this planet?

9:55 PM

Planet humanoids> :: slipping behind the AT ::

we need to talk to our superiors before we make any sort of claims

9:55 PM

we do not have the authority

Drax> :: noticing someone and face noticably changes ::

9:56 PM

ACTION> :: the AT gets clubbed, which knocks out everyone except Arizhel (big Klingon head ) ::

9:56 PM

ACTION> the Ferengi shoot wildly, and miss

::pulls out phaser and fires at ferengi::

ACTION> A bunch of humanoids club Arizhel as she aims at the Ferengi

((it is on stun))

F2> :: gets stunned ::

9:57 PM

F1> :: gets clubbed ::

9:57 PM

F3> :: gets clubbed ::

::aims at humanoid:: (edited)

humanoids> :: surrounding Arizhel closely and clubbing ::

why are you attacking us?

humanoids> :: club, club, club ::

::brings up batleth in defense::

humanoids> :: there are a lot of them ::

::doesn't want to hurt the people::

humanoids> :: and they're all clubbing ::

::is probably going to fail::

9:59 PM

::back to stunning with phaser while she can::

humanoids> :: some of them get stunned, more come in, trample on the stunned ones and club ::

+arc+ arizhel to arc. if you can hear me the locals have overtaken us

ACTION> 20 people clubbing you can overcome even a Klingon

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10:01 PM

they are so short! can they even reach above my legs??

I just needed you to get to the door to advance the plot....

was not sure what was occuring with the humanoids

They have big clubs

we didn't want to get eaten by space monsters

10:01 PM

so we get clubbed instead

indeed

have a good night!

gnight

'night!

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Holodeck / manticore

USS Manticore - Mondays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain McFly, Kansas Kenickie

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::on his 3rd cup since it has been a half an hour::

::analysing the alien warp signatures in tandem with the orcas and dolphins in CetOPS::

((TBS was half an hour))

::trying to relax after a rough day::

::in sickbay::

:::Checking the windows:::

:: maintains normal operations in engineering ::

::eating some yummy mackerels that are swimming around him as he continues with his work::

::those that can hear me on the briddge:: Refills...anyone?

I'll take one!

::Stands behind his usual chair at Science-1, finishing off the Coffee:: Oooh, I won't say no

Anything awkward on scans?

::Heads towards the door:: I will be outside the door if you need me Mister President

::pours the last two cups for Bren & Annika::

::finishes up his report on the actions of a certain Glinn that he was sent here to investigate::

Thanks!

::puts the coffee carafe and tray back into the replicator with his own stuff:: Absolutely!

Commander Kenickie! Thank you so much for your quick action today. I would be dead if not for you.

James Ryan ( Earth) :: keeping an eye on the President's Front Door Residence ::

:: Has copies of what he found on a cardassian padd as he reads through it in his office at the Intel Compex ::

::Smiles:: Happy I was there to keep you in one piece

:: Taps away at Ops ::

I've still not yet been able to fully identify the alien warp signature. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to be in our dataabase of warp signatures.

::reviewing crew medical records, looking for any that need updating::

Thank you kindly, Pilot

:::Steps outside, glances at Ryan:: anything going on

::sips her coffee ::

::checking in with Security Teams while keeping them at heightened status::

:::Looks up at the News on the monitor:: They reporting anything new?

James Ryan ( Earth ) > :: looks to Kansas :: Just background stuff regarding the incident...but they hop right back in to war coverage..and are trying to link the both.

::to Sanchez:: It looks like our trail is starting to dry up. I think we're reaching the end.

:: Is still looking through the information ::

why am I not surprised ::Shakes her head::

Annika, it is our job to always have a better idea.

Sanchez, get ready to drop us out of warp.

::nods:: Yeah I hear you there.

:: She hated being around the Jem'Hadar, but the intel regarding the white could prove useful ::

James Ryan ( Earth) > Given what little they and we know...:: allows a brief shrug :: I can't blame them.

::nods:: Aye sir!

yeah but the guy who I tackled wasn't a changlling

Let's hope we'll able to find something more..

:: Still tapping at Ops ::

ACTION> MANTICORE DROPS OUT OF WARP JUST OUTSIDE OF WHAT APPEARS TO BE A JUNKYARD

:: Looks up from his console at the view on the view screen ::

:: Doing the drop out of warp checks ::

::Looks at at the space junk on the viewscreen::

::begins tactical scan of the area::

James Ryan ( Earth)> Other worlds might actually welcome the Dominion Ma'am. And be eager to prove their loyalty to their new overlords by trying something like what happened....I have no evidence but we should remain open to the idea.

::raises eyebrow as he reviews records for cetacean ops crewmembers, makes note that they are in need of updating::

:: Looks back down at Ops :: Sir, there is a dampening field is preventing scans.

::Reads some of the farther-reaching scanner feeds::

::looking at his console::

:: Reaches over to his terminal and brings up a secure channel to Faldek and Orrak ::

That's not good.

::walks up the ramp to the science stations:: If you can't scan, I assume that means you can't scan for what's causing the dampening?

::sees the secure communication from Edvenet, opens it, double checking to make sure it is secure::

If its close enough, we can still get a read on it as the source of strong emanations

Alright, Sanchez, bring us in slowly. And try to avoid hitting any of that trash out there.

:: Taps the side of her head to hear the comm :: (edited)

::taps on his console:: I'll try my best Captain.

::Takes a PADD from an ensign, scrolls through the report::

:: Sitting behind his desk, gives Faldek a nod ::+Faldek+ I have some information for you..

::to Sanchez:: Please don't scratch our new ship Petty Officer.

Ryan ( Earth) > :: quitely keeps his eyes open ::

+Orrak, Edvenet+ Oh, what do you have?

::continues reviewing medical records::

:: Goes somewhere less crowded, bumps into a soilder :: "Excuse me, my fault."

Cdr. Faldek/Khott (Cardassia)

+Orrak, Edvenet+ Oh, what do you have?

((If he initiates the comms, it's the EdvenNET))

I am not making any promises... ::grins, as he dodges the junk::

Bren Faliver

((If he initiates the comms, it's the EdvenNET))

((I can't find a forehead slap emoji))

Mr. Sanchez, don't be that guy.

::in the armory doing armory things::

ACTION> SLOWLY, MANTICORE FLIES THROUGH THE DEBRIS FIELD; ON THE VIEWSCREEN THEY CAN SEE WHAT LOOK LIKE REALLY SMALL OUTPOSTS SCATTERED THROUGHOUT THE FIELD

+ Faldek, Orrak + That mission we've been trying to find information on.... it has just started, they're calling it Project Nebula.. :: He sends a map to Faldek's terminal of a small Nebula that crosses over space the Federation and Cardassian boarder ::

:: Listens ::

:: Taps at Ops, seeing if he can get any scans through the dampening field, looking up at the debris field from time to time ::

+Edvenet, Orrak+ Aha and how can you be sure that this is what we're looking for? What is unique about this Nebula? (edited)

::watches the screen:: I mean it looks like someone has to be out here right? How do we knock on their door?

Broad-band hails?

Pilot, open a hail on all frequencies. See if anyone answers.

9:31 PM

Good thinking, Commander!

:: in engineering monitoring ship systems...::

:: Raises an eyebrow ::

::opens hailing frequencies::

"Tyrel?"

Erich Jaenke

"Tyrel?"

((Don't forget to change your name, Changeling))

Sir? :: looks over her shoulder and turns ::

9:34 PM

( yeah expected shape shifter...eek ! )

::Idly notates a constellation for Annika:: "This one looks like a seahorse"

(sorry)

:::Sends officers on patrol::

((I could change your name but I didn't want to be that guy.

))

Oooh, nice.

(Don't think we need three doctors)

:: Looks down for a moment :: Well, I do not now for sure.... but in the memo with the map is states " Project Nebula has started" and they are refuring to the nebula as the " Collector location "

Bren, are we getting any closer to the source?

::pauses a few seconds:: Yessss.... I'd estimate our course isn't very direct, but the energy levels are slightly increasing over time

CSI Trax> :: A Bolian Commander approaches James Ryan ::

::nods::

:: Doing Ops things ::

::Notes the Bolian approching::

CSI Trax> Mr. Ryan, I am Commander Trax Starfleet CSI. I need to speak with your superior.

::Nods to Trax:: That would be me Commander

+Edvenet, Orrak+ Odd. So it's basically like a staging area...

ACTION> AS MANTICORE PUSHES THROUGH THE DEBRIS FIELD THEY COME ACROSS A MUCH LARGER FACILITY; ESSENTIALLY A SPACE STATION IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FIELD

CSI Trax> Commander Trax, Starfleet CSI. :: shows credentials :: We need to speak in private.

:: Nods :: Exactly..

Would you look at that!

Can we get scans of anything in there?

Of course ::Nods to Ryan:: Keep the door

+Edvenet,Orrak+ But a staging area for what..?

::NOIP:: Are our scanners still not working?

Still pretty much garbage. Visual readings work...

::Points Trax to the side office::: This way

:: Looks up from ops :: Fascinating, such a facility hiding in a debris field...

Ryan (earth) > :: nods ::

9:43 PM

CSI Trax > :: follows Kansas ::

:: Looks at at Faldek :: + Faldek. Orrak + Like for a fleet, or a weapon..

I hope you have good news for me

::notes a few other crewmembers, in addition to the cetaceans, that need updated medical records::

::to anyone on the bridge:: Can we transport over there without scanners?

+Edvenet, Orrak+ Possible, and that's all the information you could find eh?

CSI Trax> Is this office secure?

I don't believe so, but I'll defer to the transporter room

I would suggest shuttling instead.

::scanning the station::

:: Can only listen as there are still other technicians around ::

:: eyebrow raised :: It is possible, sir...but highly dangerous

yes it is... this is my Office.

I wouldn't like to end up in a bulkhead.

+ Faldek, Orrak + So far, yes that is all I can find

That what I was thinking. Pilot, prep a shuttle. We're going over there. Bren, you have the bridge.

+Edvenet, Orrak+ Gila, do you have anything to report? ::saves the chart and everything that Edvenet sent::

::looks at the Captain:: You're coming sir?

::continues her scan of the surrounding vicinity::

+shuttle bay+ Prep Shuttle 2 forthwith.

CSI Trax> Our teams were able to identify the individual who tried to assassinate the President. :: walks over to a monitor and inserts an small PADD ::

Yeah. I need to know what's over there. And you know I'm more than capable with a phaser.

KARL> Captain leaving the ship.... sounds like a great idea to me

See, Karl agrees.

::shakes his head:: I know but I am responsible for you.

+Edvenent+ "I can't really talk now, but the work at this medical center is progression. The white the J'H use has issues, and they are trying to resolve them."

Let's go before I change my mind.

KARL> Does that leave me in command

:: Looks up :: I would tend to agree with Cmdr Pilot, Captain...

::gets into the TL with Pilot:: I'm responsible for me. It's fine.

Is your name Bren, Karl?

+Edvenet, Orrak+ Ok good to know, I will pass this new information to my contact. Anything else?

::Karl:: Of Security, yes. Bridge no.

::Looks at the screen::

CSI Trax> Or I should say the apparent Identity of the Assassin . A weapon, Comlink and credintials of this man were found at the scene of his body. :: shows Mugshot of a human on monitor ::

+ Orrak, Faldek + Nothing else from me.

::in the TL with the Captain:: You knew what I meant. ::shaking his head::

:: Turns back to Ops, checking his readouts :: I have a bad feeling about this..

CSI Trax> This is Lieutenant Junior Grade Ivan Petrovich. Starfleet Security.

Human? do we know his real ID now?

I know the feeling.

If I die, I'll put an astrix next to your condemnation.

+Edvenet, Orrak+ Ok then continue to be safe and vigilant, let me know of anything else you might find out that is of pressing concern.

:: Looks to Sanchez, giving him a shrug ::

::looks at him:: Are you going to do that as a ghost sir?

:: Thinks of a way to sour the milk ::

::shakes his head with a grin::

ACTION> USING PATENTED SUPER FAST SPEED AND A COMMERCIAL BREAK PILOT AND McFLY ARRIVE IN THE SHUTTLE AND ENGAGE IT FOR LIFT OFF

KARL> isn't that what I said?

+ Faldek, Orrak + You be safe and vigilant as well, I'll let you know if anything comes up. :: Ends the communication ::

::sips the dregs of her coffee::

::during said commercial break his AT loadout bag was beamed to the shuttle::

CSI> :: holds his hand in a pausing gesture :: We recovered genetic material of Lt Petrovich on a nearby transporter at Lunar Security. He was murdered.

9:52 PM

CSI Trax> The Assassin Stole his identity after murdering him via transporter tampering.....

transporter scattter.. not a fun way to go

::on the shuttle with Pilot & McFly::

::closes the channel, then begins to prep his report on what he was just told, sending it to his contact in Starfleet, bouncing it around the Alpha Quadrant so as not to be traced back to him::

ACTION> THE SHUTTLE DISEMBARKS AND FLIES OUT TOWARDS THE STATION; THEY LOOK FOR A PORT TO LATCH ONTO WHICH THEY FINALLY DO; THEY CONNECT WITH THE STATION AND FORCE THEIR WAY INSIDE

9:53 PM

((sorry I'm pushing it along; I got myself behind tonight))

:::Takes a closer look at the Mug shot:: So I am guessing he wasn't Human.. had a good tailer

((no worries))

CSI Trax> The individual who assumed Petrovich's identity, and attempted to kill the President...whom you killed... Is an unknown species to the Federation laboratories.

:: Goes to a terminal to look at the molecular makeup of the white ::

::walks with Pilot and the security grunt inside::

Well this is looking okay... ::looking around::

ACTION> INSIDE THE STATION, THE LIGHTS ARE ON AND THE ENTIRE THING LOOKS TO BE FUNCTIONAL BUT NO ONE AROUND

::Stands up right...:: Unknown?

::looking around phaser rifle out::

:: Needed to get back to Faldek, but not sure how ::

::takes out tricorder:: ...That dampening field is affecting the tricorder too.

CSI Trax> I also passed this information to Starfleet Intelligence.

::scanning with his tricorder::

:: Goes back to looking for information while looking like he is sorting Intel ::

Yup..well let's hope who ever we run into is okay with phasers first and words last.

CSI Trax> I'm sorry Commander Kenickie, but this being is something new to us. I wish We could give you more answers.

Let's see if we can find the command center.

::looks at the Sec Officer:: Six, stun only for now...

::takes our six o'clock::

how am I suppose to protect the President if I don't know what I am looking for?!

::begins searching for this command center::

9:57 PM

((Maybe we'll run into Alpha 5))

::sits back in his chair, pondering this Nebula and what's hidden behind the restricted areas of this shipyard::

:: Scans keep getting jumbled, unable to penetrate the dampening field ::

Lt. Cmdr EJ Pilot

((Maybe we'll run into Alpha 5))

((Ay yi yi!))

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9:58 PM

ACTION> THE AWAY TEAM COME ACROSS A LARGE DOOR; IT RESEMBLES THAT OF THE DOORS THAT LEAD TO THE CARGO BAY

CSI Trax> There is a chance...we can learn more from the would be assassin by it's ability to sabotage a Starfleet transporter. Perhaps more assets can be put to use analyzing the murder of Petrovich.

That's a rather large door...may be our command center entrance.

Maybe ::taps some buttons on a nearby padd:: It's funny how even with an alien language, all this technology tends to work the same.

::chuckles::

CSI Trax> Do you know anyone you can bring in to your team that can assist you with that matter?

ACTION> THE DOORS OPEN AND INSIDE IS...

:: She was given access to address the issues with Alpha Quadrant White, and address she would... :::

( sorry folks I have to leave )

ACTION> THE PK MODULE

Ryan is a good man

((Later cali))

::eyes widen::

The Omega 13! ))

((i was gonna say could it be the Omega-13?))

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10:01 PM

hmm

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((There you go)) (edited)

Chat-GPT says 'Pause yourself!'

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Lmao

The ECH must be needing a ram upgarde

10:02 PM

Alright, KK, Komments?

nothing from me, well.... EJ tisk tisk Captain on the away mission

I couldn't stop him.

10:03 PM

LOL

TBS will be immediate.

10:04 PM

Questions or comments?

I'm assuming my contact in Starfleet got the information?

Uh... yeah, I suppose so.

Oh boy

I hadn't thought about tinkering with your communique with your contact but that could be fun.

Well it had to happen lol

Oh my

Anyway, if nothing else you are... DISMISSED!!!

NIte nite Peeps'

10:07 PM

McFly

later babe

NIght folks!

Night all

Goodnight people.

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Holodeck / space-port-aegis

Space Port Aegis - Fridays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain Sylfaen, Nijil tr'Korjata

Between 1/5/2024 9:04 PM and 1/5/2024 9:54 PM

The spreading whatever is contained but the shielding may not hold before the energy disipates.

9:06 PM

Questions before we get started?

9:07 PM

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::going through the data that she collected still::

::working in the med bay::

::back at the command center, having the computer go through the readings from sensors and such::

Have we been able to access the other portal yet?

::sending analysis to away team::

::receives the analysis from Jylliene and looks it over::

::Scanning agian::

9:18 PM

again

::compares Jyl's analysis and her data::

I believe we have about 30 minutes before the shielding will degrade to a failure point.

9:23 PM

The area of effect should not reach the populated area of the colony but I'm not sure of any secondary reactions.

9:26 PM

We need some options.

::to the Captain:: As far as I can tell on the readings of the light-sphere, I am picking up bio-energy.

How complex of a pattern?

9:29 PM

Are we talking about self aware intelligence or something simpler?

I want to say very complex, but on an evolutionary chain it's hard to tell where they are at. They could be at the same state we are.

9:31 PM

MInd you I've had many first contact meetings, but this maybe a bit out my wheel house.

If so then they either are unable to communicate with us or did not wish to before triggering this.

::nods::

Knowing there might be a purpose behind this could be useful.

9:33 PM

But, we need to quickly figure how benign that purpose might be.

I've gone through all the data I have as well as what Lt. Cmdr. Jylliene just sent, I feel that the cavern may hold something that we haven't seen yet especially on a cross dimensional level.

9:37 PM

::mumbles something about Aegis being a chaos magnet::

We still have the probes down there to monitor water drainage. Might be a stretch to push them into dimensional scans.

Wouldn't hurt

::sends world to Jyl to send to parameters to those probes::

9:40 PM

::scans again::

9:41 PM

Slight dissipation in the energy. Shield failure could be 15 to 30 minutes away.

::updates the info and tries her best to see if there's a way to communicate and quickly::

Getting some of the data now. I'm not seeing anything yet.

9:46 PM

We should try standard liguacode greetings.

::nods::

I have a fallback plan however, but it is anything but subtle and may leave just a big of a hole in the landscape as whatever's going on now.

9:48 PM

::glances up towards the sky::

of course Captain

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Early pause, Jyl had to take kiddo's friend home.

9:51 PM

While I was very much enjoying that, want to get more folks involved.

9:51 PM

Any questions?

nope

Than thanks as always, dismissed, and goodnight all.

night all see ya next week

night

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Holodeck / arcadia

USS Arcadia - Wednesdays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain Lo'Ami

Between 1/3/2024 9:03 PM and 1/3/2024 10:06 PM

Last time... the AT started going down the rabbit hole... I mean, crystal tunnel

9:04 PM

We'll assume you keep going down and TBS you until somewhere near where something might happen

9:04 PM

?

sounds good to me

9:04 PM

(dana is on his way)

ok, while we are waiting... any sim-related qs?

Here

9:05 PM

None here

is it as cold in the tunnel as outside or is it finally warmer?

it's getting warmer as you go down and the air is of course thicker inside

9:08 PM

Anything else?

none here

nothing here

ok then...

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::scanning while walking in the tunnel::

:: Trying to concentrate on her scans rather than the air ::

ACTION> there's something on the ground in the tunnel ahead. it registers as organic

Take a look at this ::points to the object ahead::

9:12 PM

can either of you tell me anything about it?

"Let me give it a scan."

ACTION> it's a humanoid skeleton, plus some preserved tissue (from the cold)

That...seems ominous.

any idea how old it is?

(( it's a decomposed skeleton in the cold... someone come up w/something reasonable))

((fifty and five hundred years could have very different implications))

((50; 500; 20,000 -- let me know ))

Natell can you get a carbon date?

"It's humanoid. Carbon-based lifeform. Let me get more readings."

9:18 PM

"The tricorder thinks it's between 2,500 and 3,000 sol years old."

wow, so ancient!

"I need finer equipment for more detailed scans."

maybe we can bring the remains aboard assuming we don't meet anyone living among their people, and we can learn more then. for now let's leave it

We may encounter more like it further down, for all we know.

true

9:22 PM

if they were escaping some calamnity

9:22 PM

we should be careful

9:22 PM

i'll stay in the lead just in case

9:24 PM

::starts walking again::

::follows, still scanning::

ACTION> more organic material up ahead (good prediction, Dana), this time, 2 skeletons, somewhat disturbed, some torn clothing fibers remaining; there are some scratches on the bones

that doesn't look good

"This is looking more disturbing the further in we go."

::pulls out phaser in case whatever caused the scratches is still out::

9:28 PM

are the scratches on the bone as old as the bones?

Those scratches are a bit ominous.

ACTION> scratches are quite a bit newer than the bones

:: Bends down to get a closer look :: "Hmm."

9:32 PM

"Uhh, these marks are not old."

we might have company, then

"Some creature from the looks of it."

Odd that some creature would just be wandering in here.

it could be native

9:34 PM

or maybe someone else with a claim to the planet ig they got here before us

If it's native, that would imply a whole ecosystem down here.

9:35 PM

Certainly nothing's survived out there.

there could be one. maybe there's geothermal activity farther down

9:37 PM

::scanning for anything that could make those scratches::

ACTION> there are more organic signatures as you go down the tunnel

there's definitely something down there. i don't know if it's dead or alive

"There are more."

Well, either way, this is going to get interesting...

(( keep going?))

indeed

9:42 PM

::going forward, more slowly::

ACTION> one newer body, this one is partially intact and is still wearing organic clothing.

this is not good.

::continuing to scan:: Best we can do is stay on the lookout.

"Preservation as it gets warmer is questionable."

Unless you want to come back with a full security team.

(( think about what Jasad's statement implies about the more preserved one )) (edited)

yet this one is more intact

9:46 PM

something must be causing this.

9:47 PM

i think a full security team would be wise, assuming the captain lets us go back down

:: Charges her phaser ::

is anyone down there?

ACTION> :: still more organic signatures, of differing ages ::

9:48 PM

ACTION> :: all of them dead ::

9:49 PM

ACTION> the crystal tunnel ends after one more turn about 100m ahead

"I do not have a species yet, or the tricoder does not have enough information."

dead end

It might be worth scouting out, in case there's something we can't see from out here.

ACTION> the tunnel ends at another wall just like the entrance

::heads up to the wall to see if there's a door::

ACTION> it looks the same but lacks a handle

no opening mechanism i can see. what would the point of this tunnel even be?

9:52 PM

maybe it only opens from the other side?

Maybe. Or maybe there's some trick to opening it?

::scans for mroe clues::

::knocks on door, just in case::

ACTION> weak energy signature on the right side

there's an energy signature on the other side

::scanning energy signature more closely::

ACTION> the locking mechanism can be scanned. it is connected to the part with the energy signature

"I am getting something in the electro-magnetic spectrum up ahead."

9:55 PM

"It's weak, at about 24 cycles per second."

Looks like the lock connects to the energy signature. Might be hackable.

9:56 PM

::pulls out glowy tool and starts manipulating magnetic fields in the general area of energy signature::

do it

Lock> :: mechanism responds... the door is heavy and the lock is sturdy but the locking mechanism is not at all sophisticated ::

((Do I roll for lockpicking?))

Seems like it's working...just not that secure or sophisticated a system, ::keeps opening door::

((1 min ))

9:59 PM

Door> :: slowly slides open ::

9:59 PM

(( you have 24th century tech against an early 20th century mechanism ))

good job!

10:00 PM

::looks around for space scavengers::

ACTION> on the other side of the door is a dark cavern, very large. tricorders can detect what might be structures, rocky hilly areas, organics...

10:01 PM

((and...))

10:01 PM

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Congrats, you got to the end of the tunnel

paws'd

and there was no light there

I was expecting those bodies to be us.

it's not too late for that :/

too many of them

10:02 PM

unless you die lots of times and keep coming back to die again

10:03 PM

that could be fun

10:03 PM

You would have recognized the Cardassian, Klingon and Bajoran anatomy though

never give the GM ideas

so, that's not happening if I'm gonna keep it consistent

"Dormammu, I've come to bargain."

see you next week!

gnight

10:05 PM

until next week...

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Holodeck / manticore

USS Manticore - Mondays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain McFly, Kansas Kenickie

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= The new Manticore-B was set to receive her new PK module after a lengthy shakedown cruise but module was intercepted on its way to Starbase -REDACTED-. Manticore has been sent in to investigate. Meanwhile, Kansas has been reassigned to Presidential security and during a diplomatic conference on the moon she thwarted an assassination attempt. However, no one knows who he was or how he snuck inside. Faldek and Gila are now a year into an undercover assignment on Cardassia. The purpose of which the crew has not been notified of. They've met up with Edvenent to search for -REDACTED-. However, Cardassian command has seen fit for them to be sent to new assignments and disrupting their undercover mission. Faldek is on a new Dominion shipyard. Gila is at an outpost turned medical facility. And Edvenent is in Cardassia's main military intelligence complex. = starfleet

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((TBS was two hours))

:::Just finishing up talking to the CSI Peeps::

::back at Science II up on the bridge, after checking the cetacean crew at CetOPS::

:: Still at Ops, where he has been the whole two hours ::

ACTION> MANTICORE DROPS OUT OF WARP WHERE THE CONVOY HAULING THEIR MODULE WAS LAST LOCATED

::Leaning over the chair for Science-1, looking at something on the screen::

SFI Borsh> :: scrambling in response to what Security Officer Ryan disclosed in an interview ::

We're at our location..

Full scans.

:::Nods to Ryan:: Lets get the Big Boss off this rock

::begins scanning::

:: Walking through an area in the Intel Complex, checking through paperwork ::

:: Begins scanning as well ::

::Scanning the area of space::

:: Looks up from Ops :: Captain, there is nothing there..

Ryan ( moon) > Kenickie, I mentioned in my interview with SFI the beam in I witnessed...SFI literally dropped what he was doing when I told him about it...asked if I was sure..and then went off in a hurry.

::looks at Harnett:: Well that's not good.

Good Job

::in his guest quarters, really wanting to know what was behind that door. Decides to see if he can find a different way in, brings up the schematics for the shipyard::

::moves to another console and begins tapping:: Maybe a warp signal or subspace wake..? (edited)

:: Looks down at his console ::

James Ryan (Moon)> My guess is he is off to Moonbase control..to gather records. That is going to keep him busy a while Imagin.

That's weird. Hit max power to long range sensors. Let's go for a wide radius.

:: oversees engineering ::

::monitoring things in Cetacean OPS::

:: Nods and taps away :: Full power to long range sensors... radius set to the widest the sensor arrays can handle, scanning.

::shakes his head:: They couldn't have just vanished!

Lets get to the Prez and get him to his yacht

James Ryan (Moon)> Understood. :: walks with Kansas ::

:: Continues his work, organizing paperwork, snooping as he goes ::

::Turns his head over his shoulder:: A very long time ago, someone on Earth from "French" commented that every contact leaves a trace. There must be something....

I'm picking up a faint warp signal originating from 60 degrees north west of us and extending to space beyond. There's some Federation signatures, mixed with unknown non-federation signatures.

::looks at Bren:: That's the hope Commander.

::Glances at Ryan:: I don't get how that guy's head just smooshed so easy

::taps on his console, to the area Annika stated::

:: Raised an eyebrow at Bren's comment :: I think you mean, France... Commander.

James Ryan ( Moon) > Smooshed Ma'am?

France, is it? Thank you, Pilot.

it just cracked so easy

Cheers to Bren! His optimism found us a lead... That and modern technology.

:: Looks to the same area on his sensor readings ::

::looks at Bren:: That was Lt Harnett sir.

SANCHEZ! Set a course for the direction of those sensor readings. (edited)

I didn't put my full force into it and crack- egg all over

::plots course:: Plotted. On your mark Captain.

Engage

::engages::

Maybe I need some caffeine.... sorry, Pilot, Harnett ((Maybe I really do, I misread the lines lol))

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James Ryan (Moon)> Perhaps you underestimate your own strength maybe? I mean you chased him down a long way...Adrenaline?

:: working ::

::continues to run scans as we approach::

maybe

:: Keeps an eye on the readings :: It is fine, Commander.

::Enters the docking port::

James Ryan (Moon)> CSI would of let you know if they guy was something not what he appeared right?

ACTION> JUST A SHORT HOP OVER AND MANTICORE ARRIVES TO A MESS OF DEBRIS AND A SMALL TOWING VESSEL FLOATING IN SPACE

::all stop:: All stop.

:: Scans the debris and the towing vessel ::

:: taps console ::

I am going to bother the crap out of them until they do

::is escorted to his private shuttle and takes a seat::

:::Enters the Shuttle:: Sir

James Ryan (Moon)> May I express a concern I have ? :: pauses ::

::analyzes the debris field::

::leans forward in his chair towards the screen:: Something nasty happened here, folks.

::finds another access point into the secure area and transfers it to his PADD:: Let's go see what they're hiding...

::looking at McFly:: Don't fall.

:: Looks up at the view on the screen :: Indeed..

Looks Federation...

::scanning for weapons signatures::

James Ryan ( Moon )> :: enters shuttle :: Ma'am you have a moment?

:::Steps over::Sure thing

::tap, tap, tappity tap::

:: Still snooping as he moves to another area to sort paperwork ::

Mr Harnett, check if anyone's alive over there.

::shakes his head::

Pilot, what are you reading?

:: Taps away :: Scanning for lifeforms, Captain.

:: does a lot of looking at the facility, but does not want to ask the wrong questions::

Looks like a bunch of spaacce yunk

James Ryan (Moon)> ::exhales :: The assasin beamed in. What if there is a ship involved?

::looking over his scans:: Weapons signature unknown.

jammers were up... maybe it was in internal transport?

:: Looks up after scanning :: No one is alive over there...

I would hope not, that ship has been shot to hell and back.

James Ryan (Moon) > :: knows Kansas has served on a Starship...while he is more of a ground pounder. He defers to her judgement. I suppose so. Those Jammers are supposed to prevent Ship to planet transports right?

::heads off to another entry point::

::checking:: There's also the saber and Akira class ships out there.

they are

James Ryan (Moon)> Pardon this Marine sir...:: smiles :: Let's get the President home.

::looks at the view screen::

I will have the security team check the doom for transports

::looks at McFly:: If I may sir...

::Takes a seat:: Good thinking Ryan

And you're not getting any good weapon sigs? Sure would take a lot to shred three ships like that.

"I should have left you with my parents Violet.. space is dangerous. This ship... Is dangerous."

::waits for Pilot's question::

::scans the ships:: No power on the ship, initial scans looks like it was hit by some sort of EMP.

Operations, can you magnify section J6 please?

:: inspects a tray of ketracel white ::

::Taps away at Ops as he looks at the view screen :: (w) What a waste...

I can't detect any lifesigns at the moment, but it could there could be potential interference from the remnants of the EM pulse

:: Zooms in on section J6 ::

::Pokes console:: you ready to go Sir, looks at the Presentent::

James Ryan (Moon) > :: sits on crew bench next to the President's cabin door ::

::works with the cetaceans to boost power to sensors::

::gets up and walks up the ramp:: Or more than likely, they're just dead.

Is that a registry number on that wreckage?

::walks over to Bren:: What are you thinking, Commander?

I can see a partial reg on one piece.

::moves around from the Tactical Station and towards Helm/ops area::

::Sifting through energy readings:: Honestly, my brain is locked on the less technical elements of this. How did they know this ship was going to carry this cargo, this time/place....

:: Looks at the zoom in ::

:: Has not found anything, still working away ::

::looks intently at the screen::

Those are all very good questions ::he says while keeping his eyes locked on the screen looking at what Pilot is pointing out::

::approaches the door, then spots the security personnel::

:: looks at the new upgraded cores...quite happy about the power boost they provide compared to the A ::

:::Taps console and departs from the Moon::

James Ryan ( Moon) > :: not a pilot ::

:: looks at the quality assertion of the white ::

::highlights a few odd energy 'echoes' on his screen::

:: Looks up at Pilot, watching as he looks at the screen ::

They used something... odd. ::unintentionally pauses while thinking::

James Ryan ( Moon) > :: takes a seat in the Co-pilot's chair :: President is secure Ma'am ::

Security> Halt! This is a restricted area, who are you?

Reduce magnification. Maybe I am just thinking too hard about this.

perfect

::turns and heads back to Tactical::

I am Gul Khott, Bureau of Competence and Duty, I am on an active investigation.

:: Reduces magnification, then he gets a beep from his sensor scans :: Captain, I am picking up three bodies on the tow vessel...

There are traces of some kind of... energy weapon? used nearby... I can't quite make sense of this. Something they build in their grandpa's docking bay?

::turns:: Deceased?

:: Nods :: Yes, sir.

Security> You tried to gain access to this area earlier, according to our reports. Why are you trying to gain access again?

James Ryan ( Moon )> You Miss Fleet Ma`am?

+Sven+ Let's see if we can try more of this puzzle together.

Estimating the original energy levels, they are all distinctly harmonics of high energy frequencies used... in phaser banks. That's some very high frequency indeed... and phaser fire doesn't linger like this....

::Adjusts pitch and heads back to Earth::

Oh this is the same area?

2

yes, I miss the action

Security> We have orders to escort you to the station commander for repeated attempts to gain access. Please follow me.

I guess we need those bodies?

::to Inga:: Come on stinky, let's shake a fin. ::gets to work analyzing the wreckages::

Ah, ok. ::follows the security officer::

:: Seems there are quality issues on this side of the wormhole::

I miss the chase

Beam the bodies to sickbay. Have Tevek give them a once over.

9:37 PM

::looks over at Bren:: So you're thinking these ships were chopped together? That's an interesting idea.

James Ryan (Moon)> Enlisting in Presidential Security probably saved my life...:: pauses ::

Hmm.

:: Nods, locking onto the bodies and beaming them to sickbay, informing Tevek as well ::

The weapon, at least. Or its something specially built by a government, blackops, ambitious Ferengi, etc etc.

That would explain the unknown weapons signature... ::to Bren & McFly::

I was told this was a golden pass... a job everyone security officer wants'

Kansas Kenickie (Moon)

I was told this was a golden pass... a job everyone security officer wants'

((I'd rather be in command of SF Security.)) (edited)

James Ryan ( Moon)> The Jem' Hadar have taken a lot of Marines lives...I had no Idea when I enlisted before the war, it was going to be this bad.

9:39 PM

James Ryan ( Moon)> I don't view it as a golden pass. Just another means to fullfill duty.

fighting the Jem'Hadar sounds like a good fight

:: Looks up :: Transport complete, Dr. Tevek has been informed, sir.

::Walks over to the replicator but pauses halfway:: Pardon, what is that drink you are often replicating while on duty?

::looks at Bren:: Raktajino.

::is led up to the CO's office, enters::

What is it like? I need a pick-me-up...

It has plenty of pick me up..

James Ryan (Moon)> :: looks to Kansas :: I suppose, if you were looking for a fight. But I've visited a few buddies on the mend in the hospital they are ...suicidal in their fighting ....from what my old friends have told me. I

Shipyard CO> Why do you try to keep gaining access into restricted areas?

I trained to hard to be an escourt

James Ryan (Moon)> Sometimes I wonder if I should go back... But that would throw away...years of training I have had....as you just mentioned.

Its a blend of Qonos grown beans.. I've heard they remind humans of chocolate.

9:43 PM

Klingon coffee pretty much.

Thank you ::walks to the replicator:: One raktajino, please. ::Hears a little beep:: Oh, uh... iced I suppose

It's not like I'm trying to gain access specifically, I am on an active investigation involving one of your junior officers.

James Ryan (Moon)> I will give you one thing. The food is definitely better. :: grins briefly ::

field rations aren't so bad (edited)

Coffee might not be a bad idea. I take it we'll be at this for a while.

::looks at McFly:: I'll get a carafe. We can share.

::Takes a tiny sip in case it's potent, so he doesn't cough and spit everywhere. A small sip. A medium sip. Then Bren starts drinking it in gulps:: Huh, this... I thought it would be a lot more bitter

James Ryan (Moon)> :: looks at Earth Closing in ::

It's Klingon, isn't it? Are they actually allowed to enjoy their coffee??

::looks at McFly:: You want coffee or Klingon Coffee?

:::Lands the shuttle:::

Not like, sharing with two straws or anything right?

::performing a detailed scan of the wreckage, and the trailing warp signature she detected earlier, isolating the Federation signatures from the non-Federation ones::

Shipyard CO> Ah yes, I reported the problem with Glinn Gork yesterday. You guys work quick. However he does not work in that area. You have access to all the areas you need to see, the next time I'll be reporting you.

::hears Bren and looks:: Can't kill, if you can't keep your eyes open.

Let's see if we can't find a correlation with the non-Fed warp signatures, ::cross checks with known species' ship signatures::

Understood. May I return to my investigation?

::shakes his head at McFly's question, stifling a laugh:: You get your own mug. We will have a pitcher.

:::Pops the hatch::

:: Finishes up and moves down the corridor, moving through more files ::

Shipyard CO> Of course, you can leave.

Oh ok. Whichever is fine. As long as it keeps my eyes open.

James Ryan ( Moon) > :: steps outside the shuttle instantly surveying the scene...his bulk...ready to block any attack at the door ::

::not noticing Annika is the only one working on the bridge::

::working with Inga and the dolphins to isolate the warp signatures::

::walks over to the replicator:: Carafe, Raktajino with bridge safe mugs.

:::waits for the Prez, not knowing if he is on the Comm or Potty::

:: Is still working at Ops ::

::nods and turns, leaving the office, disappointed, but not visibly:: (m) I guess I'll have to find another less abvious way in...

This work is maddening! I should be testing a new acidic serum on live test subject not doing an engineers job!

::moves with a tray with the pitcher and mugs to McFly, offering:: See no straws.

::heads back to his guest quarters, looking up the schematics again::

Where's an engineering beluga when you need one?

::grabs his mug:: Appreciated. ::takes his sip:: This is pretty good.

( do I need scuba gear ...lol )

:: Taps away ::

::Notes the other security people outside the shuttle;:

Aw, cheer up darlin. We do what's needed. Sometimes a lil' this, sometimes a lil' that.

James Ryan > :: looks around surveying those around the shuttle ::

::Gets a second raktajino, iced, this time with a little bit of chocolate syrup added, and seems a bit happy as he walks back to Science-1::

::sats it down on a nearby table:: grabbing a mug for himself::

:: notes on the Master Ship Systems Display all the new friendly space given to the Cetaceans team. ::

::moving back to Tactical, strategizing in case we have to use a little more than ship to ship force to retrieve the module::

what would the hoomans do without us?

::stores the route he wants to take in his PADD, encrypted. Continues his investigation into the Glinn::

One day I hope to find out.

::gets something back from CetoPS:: Looks like we got something, the Cetaceans and I have isolated the warp signatures. It's not like anything we encountered before, but we noticed a distinct warp trail, it's faint but I think we can track it.

:: recalls she had to receive underwater repair training to when it was revealed Manticore would be hosting Cetaceans ::

Ja, that would be fun to see those flesh bags squirm.

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::walks over to Annika's console:: And you're sure this is from the other ship?

:::Escourts the Prez out of the Shuttle, lkeeps close::

James Ryan > :: walks with Kansas and the President ::

::hears Annika:: Thank goodness for C-OPs.

Yes, it is... I still can't quite put my finger on it, but it's a distinct warp pattern when you scan it against anything else we've encountered.... you can see the divergent wave form here. ::shows it on her screen::

:: Moves to the empty office of the Complexes CO, and starts digging, finding something important :: Oh.... this...

::climbs out of the shuttle; walks and talks with a couple of aides before reaching his residence::

Ha! Pay dirt... you were clever, but not more clever than I... ::finding the information the Glinn was stealing, and planned on giving to the Ferengi for a nice payday and a defection:: You're being a bad boy... had you been wanting to give it to Starfleet, I might have found nothing...

:: Taps away at Ops ::

::sips his drink::

( I have to jet folks...have a great night Happy New Year! )

((Night Callista))

Damn, I really need to find out what's behind those doors... ::starts up writing his report and filing the paperwork to arrest Glinn Gork::

::looks in close; has to squint to really understand what it is:: Alright, that's as good of a lead as we have. Send the sensor configuration over to Sanchez.

10:01 PM

Ensign, follow the trail when you get it.

::nods:: Will do. I'll forward them over ::does so, sending them to Sanchez::

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KK, komments

Nice work everyone, happy 2024

By the way, I totally forgot to have people check if they can get the computer back up and running from the tow ship.

Oh well, couldn't have possibly been anything worth recovering right?

lol

::Paused::

TBS will be about half an hour. Manticore will still be at warp, KK will be obsessing over recent events and Edvenent is gonna wanna tell someone what he just found.

10:05 PM

Questions or comments?

Lotto numbers?

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let's see, I think I have a fortune cookie around here somewhere.

10:06 PM

If nothing then let's give three "we'll wait and see's" for 2024!... Hip hip, We'll wait and see!... DISMISSED!!!

Goodnight and good week all yall

07,18,23,28,31,48 bonus: 44

Happy New Year yall!

See ya next week!

NIte nite Peeps

10:07 PM

McFly

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USS Manticore - Mondays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain McFly, Kansas Kenickie

Between 12/25/2023 9:03 PM and 12/25/2023 10:14 PM

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= The Manticore-B has just finished her shakedown cruise and is sitting at Starbase -REDACTED- preparing to receive its new PK module when word came around that an assassination attempt on the Federation President happened on the moon. Everyone was dispatched to the scene except Manticore as she continues to wait for her module. Meanwhile, Kansas, on her new assignment as head of Presidential security, escorted the Federation President to a diplomatic summit on the lunar colony. While giving his speech she noticed a sniper in the rafters and saved the President from an untimely demise. She then chased after the attacker but ended up killing him instead of retrieving any information. Faldek and Gila are now a year into an undercover assignment on Cardassia. The purpose of which the crew has not been notified of. They've met up with Edvenent to search for -REDACTED-. However, Cardassian command has seen fit for them to be sent to new assignments and disrupting their undercover mission. = starfleet

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((brb gotta restart my pc))

:::Moving people along::: Shows over people

((Wow, you couldn't have done that before the sim?

)) (edited)

::hears the pilot announce the five minute warning for approach to the Monac shipyards::

((Reminder, TBS has been 4 hours))

Captain McFly

((Wow, you couldn't have done that before the sim?

)) (edited)

((it takes like seconds for my pc to restart. lol)) (edited)

:: Is walking down the halls of the Intelligence complex ::

::sitting at Science II on the bridge::

Fleet Security( moon ):: Maintaining Perimeter en masse....::

ACTION> ON MANTICORE A PRIORITY ONE COMM IS COMING IN OVER SUPER SECRET FREQUENCY (edited)

::looking at the comm::

9:09 PM

::to McFly:: Captain, Priority one communique coming in on a unfamiliar channel...

::stands up grabbing his stuff, heads to the airlock, waiting for the transport to finish docking::

At least unfamiliar to me.

::taps on her panel:: (edited)

::gets up and walks over to Pilot's console to see what it is; his eyes widen:: Ooh, that's the, they don't want anyone to know there's a comm going out, comm. Damn, I wonder if this is about the President. Route to the ready room.

:::Double checks the Prez one more time::

Aye. ::routes to ready room::

:: Raised an eyebrow as he can't help but overhear thanks to his ears, tapping away at Ops ::

::enters and sits at his desk; types in his command codes and Jaffee pops up:: Admiral, must be something big for you to call me on here.

9:13 PM

((by the way, I hope you guys were able to read my log even though I sent it out stupid late.

))

SF-CSI> ::Pull up in the black hoover cars::

::checks her PADD and checks FNN for any updates::

9:13 PM

(yes, I read it)

((I was looking through it))

Kansas Kenickie (Moon)

SF-CSI> ::Pull up in the black hoover cars::

(i bet they suck)

(gah....I need to read that )

::exits the transport and heads into the shipyard's command center:: (edited)

SFI Vehicle ( Moon ) > :: arrives behind CSC Vehicle ::

Captain, we have a problem. A couple of hours ago, the convoy transporting Manticore's PK module went dark.

SF-CSI> ::all in black and have sunglasses on::

We saw that. We sent tried to inquire about it but seems everyone was occupied.

::moves to get a raktajino refill::

:::Curses::

9:17 PM

::Fakes smiles to the CSI Peeps:: (edited)

9:17 PM

We have everything under control here

Yes. The assassination attempt on the President has everyone running overtime here. Unfortunately we didn't notice it. All comms to their last known location have been met with silence. And unfortunately, all ships in the area have been diverted to Earth, except yours.

Understood. Do you think this is realated?

::moves back to Tactical and sits down, sipping his drink savoring the taste::

Unknown right now. SFI is at the scene right now but little in the way of motive has turned up. That attacker is dead. (edited)

KARL> ::Sniffs EJ:::

:: Enters the medical center. This was all home, but it sure did not feel like it. ::

SFI Agent Borsh> :: exits his car and walks behind CSI ::

::pops Karl:: Don't sniff Commanders.

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Not terribly surprised by that one. Alright, we'll head out as soon as we get our new C-Ops crew aboard.

Hello Agent.... Commander Kenickie I am lead on the Presendents detail (edited)

Captain. I can't emphasize enough how dangerous it would be for that weapon to fall into the wrong hands. You must get it back.

We will.

9:22 PM

::McFly watches the screen turn to the Federation seal::

:: Finds whoever is in charge, and reports in ::

SFI Agent Borsh> :: stops briefly informs CSI to proceed with their work and give him with a report. Next he turns his attention to Kansas :::

:: Taps away at Ops ::

Borsh ( Moon) > Tell me what you know Commander.

:::Still fake smiling::

9:24 PM

There was a sniper up in the rafters, ::Points:: I noticed him and removed the Preseident out of the line of fire

Borsh> :: tall human in his 40s...with an unsavory mustache ::

::wonders why the ship is no longer pinging::

I then processed to give chase after the shooter

::reclines in her seat, after reading the news acticle of the assassination attempt::

Borsh> :: immediately looks over to the deceased ...under a tarp and now just being looked at by CSI ::

We went through the promenade then to the transport port

9:26 PM

I grabbed a gentmens cane and tripped up the shooter and tacked him down (edited)

((Is Bren here?))

::looks at Karl:: Karl what is your last name anyway?

:: Turns to Violet :: "You don't have to keep so close to me."

he gave up a good fight but I took him down in the end

((i messaged him twice))

KARL> Klink

Captain McFly

((Is Bren here?))

((I was wondering the same thing))

"It's alright. My studies have included all of your space technologies."

::diverts from the command center and drops his things off in his guest quarters::

:: Talking with the Commander of the Intell Complex ::

::looks at Karl:: Interesting, and you're a security officer. Fitting.

Borsh> Did the assassin take take his own life?

:: Doing Ops things at Ops ::

::steps out of the RR and walks over to Pilot:: Get security prepared. Someone stole our module and we'll be on our way to get it back.

No it was strange, I tacked him down and hit him once and his head cracked open like an egg (edited)

::shakes his head:: We can't have nice things can we.

::overhears, that's not good::

Doesn't seem so.

:: Eyebrow raised again at the mention of the module being stolen ::

::heads out to begin his official investigation, but also his real mission, begins looking around the shipyard::

((::pokes Bren::))

Mr Harnett, we have some new crew coming aboard. Stationed in our new Cetacean Ops deck. Are they ready to beam over?

Borsh> :: upon listening to Kansas' answer he looks down to the ground for a few seconds then back up to Kansas :: How the the Assassin get into the event Commander?

::alerts security to be at yellow alert status until further notice::

::perks up:: I hope they're okay after their transport.

:: Getting the lay of the facility> She knew no one and no one knew her ::

::Taps at his console :: They are ready for transport, Captain.

Unknown, we had tripled forces and everyone one was thumbed scanned before entering the area

+All Depts+ Check in.

Science is all green.

+Pilot+ "Engineering here."

SF-CSI> :::Taking stills and covering the body with a silver tarp:::

::excited about the new Cetacean OPS crew. Finally being able to put her background in Marine Biology and cetacean life to good use::

::finds the work area for the individual he's investigating and heads to his work area::

Borsh> :: gestures to his Aide who approaches his side :: I want everyone at that press conference interviewed....everyone. I don't care who the hell they were either....or where they think they are going....no one leaves the moon.... noone. I want this place locked up tight.

::looks at McFly:: All decks checked in. We're ready to party at your command sir.

Borsh> :: dismisses his aide ::

Very good. Transport them directly to C-Ops.

Aye, sir.

Borsh> I presume you have a list of the attendees. Commander?

::does his sneaky sneaking and watches the individual, but looking like he's supposed to be where he is::

::Turns to Annika:: Commander, shall we meet our new crew?

:: Taps away at Ops, energizing the transporter :: Transport complete, Captain.

::transports into the shiny new CetOPS:: Sure am glad to get out of that box....

Yes, let's go sir.

of course ::Hands him a PADD:: It includes all personnel working

Ja, that trip was too long

Pilot, you have the bridge. We'll head out as soon as the new crew is situated.

::gets up from her seat::

::nods::

::Gets into the TL with Annika:: Cetacean Ops. ::the doors close and they're wisked away::

::moves to the CC and sits down:: it's going to be a long day...

Borsh> :: gestures to his second aide ...who promptly secures a copy of the list with her tricorder...after that he returns the PADD to Kansas ::

:::Peeks under the tarp:: Cracked just like an egg...... I didn't even put my full force into it

:: Looks back at E.J. :: Indeed, Commander.

::exploring CetOPS with Inga, and stretches their fins::

:: gestures to his third aide :: I want transporter inhibiters here ASAP....I don't want the body to just beam out.....

::still in the TL:: Obviously we have a bit of a crisis at the moment. But once we move out, feel free to work with Tevek on getting the cetacean crew into the medical system.

Borsh> :: gestures to Kansas in the direction of the body of the assailant :: walk with me Commander...

::has entered into the person who is being investigateds, logs, checking for anomalies and secret codes in correspondence while surveiling him::

:: Leaves the commanders office and heads out into the Intel Complex ::

I will sir. Hopefully it won't take long for them to settle in.

::Hands behind her back, walks with him::Sir

::looks at Sanchez:: Be prepared to head out when the Captain says so..

::nods:: Aye Commander.

:: to Harnett:: Indeed is right.

Ja, finally nice to have some space and not endure your smelly fish breath.

Well if this guy is dirty, i might not find it in here... ::to himself::

:: Raised his eyebrow as he turned back to Ops ::

You are the one with smelly fish breath, stinky.

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Borsh> While I am sure the President and many others appreciate the fact you saved the President's life....this was a major breach of Presidential Security. I believe you would agree with me on this.

You're stinky.

::swimming around her new work area:: Oh I just can't wait to learn what kind features this spec ops ship has to forcing our enemies to their knees. ::squeaks with excitement::

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I the Breach would be in the Lunar security system

((Stinky lol))

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::and Inga, both with strong Swedish Pewdiepie accents::

::crosses his legs and sips his beverage, monitoring from the CC arm computer::

::heads off to another part of the shipyard::

::grabs a sonar tricorder from a supply locker once they exit the lift::

::McFly and Annik arrive on deck; they head into C-Ops:: Sure smells seawatery in here.

Yeah, that fresh, new seawater smell.

"Everyone on the ship is on edge."

The Moon was supposed to secure all humanouds that transported onto the moomn

"Yeah, I can really sense it too."

::walks up to the window of CetOPS at the new cetacean crew::

:: Hears E.J. sipping his drink ::

And your air smells of human sweat and flatulence!

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Borsh> :: arrives with Kansas a few feet from CSI doing their work with the dead assailant. :: This body hopefully will provide us answers.

I would like to know why he broke like glass

That's Captain sweat to you.

((drugs are bad mmkay))

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Borsh> Witness statements will verify that Commander...

Cdr. Faldek/Khott (Cardassia)

((drugs are bad mmkay))

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:: Checks on a few things at the Intel Complex ::

Let's see how you fared after your trip. ::begins to scan them with her sonar tricorder, which is able to scan through the transparent aluminum window as she checks their bio signs::

How long until we can take the Preseidnet off the moon and back to Earth.. or atleast him ship

Borsh>:: turns to Kansas :: I suggest your return to your charge Commander.

::sees a door marked sensitive area, "authorized personnel only":: I wonder... ::approaches the door and attempts entry::

Ja, that took way longer than it should have. Now I know vat a sardine feels like.

:;replies in Swedish:: I feel ya there, spending a year on a friggin' Oberth.

::lets out a very light burp::

Nein! Humans think they're so smart. If dat is the case, zen why do cetaceans make up forty percent of ze scientists from Earth?!

:: Raised an eyebrow and turned his head to look at Sanchez ::

::to McFly:: Their bio signs are all stable. A bit tired and stiff from the transport, but after some fish and rest they should be fine.

::looks at Sanchez:: Oh, no.

Cardassian Security> ::approaches Khott and asks for identification and states that this area is off limits::

and with no credit. It's all about the hoomans, ja?

::::Taps PADD:::

::looks at Harnett, smiles:: It was only a little one.

Borsh> Who am I to interfere with the Office of the President? SFI is going to have to write a report about this incident and write a recommendation to the Office of the President.

:: Eyebrow was still up :: Right....

Mmm, I am famished. I could go for an early supper myself.

::on the CC arm computer, increases recirculation fans::

::nods to Annika:: Alright, I'll have Pilot send us out

Understood :::Head back to the Presenident:::

I apologize, I'm Gul Khott. It's my first time on this shipyard, just trying to find my way around. I'm conducting an investigation with the Bureau of Competence and Duty.

McFly +Pilot+ We're all good down here. Harnett should have a set of coordinates. Take us out.

:: Turns back to his console, hearing the fans speed up :: Thank you, E.J.

+McFly+ Aye Captain.

:::Grumbles about black suit wareing trolls::: (edited)

Borsh> But I think your days of providing security to the Federation President are numbered. There will be repercussions from my final report.

From this console here, we can release some fish and seals for our cetacean crew. Plankton readings already look good. ::releases a school of fish and two small seals for the orcas:: There you go,,,

Mr. Harnett, you have the coordinates at the ready.

But I saved him!

Cardassian Security> Well this area is still off limits, however I will show you how to get back to the common area, follow me. ::he heads off with Faldek following him, feeling quite defeated::

:: Taps away at Ops :: I do, sir, sending to Mr. Sanchez..

Very good.

::Hands her PADD off to someone else::

hej, tak. (thanks). ::he and Inga go after the seals::

+Comm+ Manticore to Starbase <redacted> Permission to disembark?

::to himself, whilst following the security person:: I guess I'll just have to do a deep dive into my subjects logs and such in my quarters...

If it's okay with you sir, I'd like to stay behind for awhile and do a full check up on them.

Borsh> :: steps closer to Kansas :: Did you not here me correctly? I'm just conducting an investigation, I don't make the decision to remove personnel...but based on my experience....security breaches are not looked favoroably upon by the office of the President. And there was on here. The President is YOUR charge Commander...not Lunar Security or any other apparatus.

I do not work for fish! I will not be treated like ze seal who you reward with food! ::does flips in the water:: See dat! See dat! I do trick now you gives ze fish! Nein! I am a brilliant scientist! I will not be treated like a common amusement park side show!

:::Turns and walks away from the suits::

SB Redacted> +Comm+ Manticore you're granted permission to disembark..

:::Enters the building and over to the Prez:: Sir... we can leave when ever you are ready

Borsh> :: shakes his head and returns to the CSI crew looking at the Corpse ::

::raises an eyebrow as he looks on at Backpfeifengesicht:: Do you want a fish or not?

Of course I want ze fish!

::eats a seal:: Eh.. I'm not von to turn down free food.

James Ryan> :: nods to Kansas as she arrives ::

:: Taps at Ops :: Umbilicals retracted, sir.

::to Sanchez:: get us underway and engage at warp 5 once we're clear of the station.

:::Looks at Ryan:: I think I am taking the blame for this mess... it's been nice working with you

::enters his quarters and sits down at the computer terminal, bringing up all the information on his subject::

::turns and looks at Annika:: I mean if you really want to stay down here with them that's on you. ::smirks::

:;releases another large salman::

::taps on the console, moving us away from the station::

::smiles:: yeah, i'll be fine.

James Ryan> The guy beamed in Ma`am. The Perp had help we did not see.

::engages at warp 5 to the coordinates specified::

Alright, I'm back at the bridge. ::turns to walk out::

:: Walks to an office he was assigned ::

::nods::

:: Making no noise as she wanders about the medical facility. Operations are nothing like Starfleet. Ethics take on a different tone here. ::

:: Taps away at Ops ::

Wait a minute! You promised ze fish!

Give your statement to the Suits... I didn't see the beam in.. but it must just have causght my eye

::looks through the tank and scans the cetaceans:: Yeah, here go you... ::releases more fish into the tank::

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I'll have to go back to read the log. I was too busy playing with dolphins.

10:01 PM

KK, Komments?

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Nothing from me, nice work with the NPC's and keeping track

A face in need of a fist...

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So I don't really want to make TBS 12 hours. So let's fudge it and say two? Anyone besides Faldek have a problem with that?

::twiddles thumbs::

sounds good to me

Sounds okay to me.

enough time for consumption of Kanar

I mean I can make it 12 if we really want to.

Hopefully we get the drop on those folks who stole our

Just keep Sanchez from burping any more, and I'll be happy!

Sounds ok to me

::burps on Harnett profusely and then runs away::

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Captain McFly

So I don't really want to make TBS 12 hours. So let's fudge it and say two? Anyone besides Faldek have a problem with that?

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Alright then, two hours. We'll just assume we hit a subspace etty or something along the way.

Oh joy

nice

gnight folks must jet..merry christmas

yes, merry christmas!

Merry Christmas

Or I can just magic edit and say they were 5 hours away but we have better warp engines so it only takes up two hours to get there.

lol

Alright, anyway, questions or comments? Aside from our festivus greetings?

NIte Peeps, Merry Christma

Night

Nope, time to watch Billions.

Oh, and if anyone is interested in playing a cetacean NPC just let me know.

10:07 PM

Alright, if nothing else then it will be next year before we all come together again. Try not to get hit in the face with a firework!... DISMISSED!!!

Nite everyone!

10:08 PM

McFly

Goodnight!!

later dudes

Night.

So I had the log posted on the website and I edited it to say their ETA is 5 hours instead of 12.

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December 28, 2023

= /\ = USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1250, STARDATE 52312.25 = /\ =
The Manticore-B has just finished her shakedown cruise and is
sitting at Starbase -REDACTED- preparing to receive its new PK
module when word came around that an assassination attempt on
the Federation President happened on the moon. Everyone was
dispatched to the scene except Manticore as she continues to
wait for her module.

Meanwhile, Kansas, on her new assignment as head of Presidential
security, escorted the Federation President to a diplomatic
summit on the lunar colony. While giving his speech she noticed
a sniper in the rafters and saved the President from an untimely
demise. She then chased after the attacker but ended up killing
him instead of retrieving any information.

Faldek and Gila are now a year into an undercover assignment on
Cardassia. The purpose of which the crew has not been notified of.
They've met up with Edvenent to search for -REDACTED-. However,
Cardassian command has seen fit for them to be sent to new
assignments and disrupting their undercover mission.
= /\ = END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1250, STARDATE 52312.25 = /\ =

December 25, 2023

Honestly, you should give the musical episode a chance. I'm not really a musical fan either but damn if they didn't do a great job with it. :D

And I agree, they made Picard way too dark in more ways than one.

December 25, 2023

Four ships flew at high warp. Three of them maintained a triangle formation. The two on the bottom were Saber class escort ships, the one at the top, an Akira class tactical ship. In the middle was a small towing vessel. Its shape was little more than a cockpit and two warp nacelles. Behind it was the dorsal fin module of a Nebula class starship encased in skeletal cage structure attached to the rear of the towing vessel.

The ship’s Commander sat in her chair at the center of the small bridge, a room barely larger than that of a runabout. In front of her was the pilot, to her left along the wall of the bridge was her ops officer and to the Commander’s right along the opposite wall sat an engineer keeping a watch on the precious cargo.

“Eta five hours, Commander,” said the pilot broadcasting to the small crew.

“Aye, Lt.,” the Commander replied, “I know we have a while yet to go but let’s try not to get too comfortable.” She said with a smirk as she began to sip her coffee.

The engineer leaned back in her chair. “I don’t understand why everyone was so uptight about this thing. It’s not like we haven’t transported a tail fin before. They made it sound like this was some kind of top secret weapon.”

“No idea,” chimed in the ops officer, “all I know is I’m tired of people acting like I don’t know how to do my job. I’ve been doing this eight years, I think I got it figured out by now.”

As he spoke, an alert went off on his console.

“Commander, there’s a ship pulling up along our aft in the warp stream. It’s unidentifiable, no transponder signals and scans aren’t showing anything familiar about it.”

“Check in with our escorts,” said the Commander. She immediately turned her attention to the pilot. “Lt., maintain heading and speed.”

“Aye.”

“Escorts are aware and are establishing contact.” The ops officer taps a button that pipes in the comm audio to the loud speaker.

“Unknown vessel, please identify yourself,” said the lead escort Captain over the comm.

Everyone on the bridge looked at each other, waiting for something to happen.

After no response, the escort Captain tried again. “Unknown vessel, this is a Federation convoy. Please move along or you will be in violation of harassing a cargo container.”

Again, no response. The cargo crew can hear the Captain becoming frustrated over the open comm. “Unknown vessel, if you do not break off immediately, we will be forced to open fire.”

The cargo Commander looked over to her engineer. “Divert excess power to aft shields.”

“Unknown vessel, this is your final warning. Break off your pursuit immediately or we will open fire.” Over the open comm, the Captain can be heard speaking with his bridge officers. “Load torpedoes and target their engines.”

Just then, the strange ship opened up a set of bay doors near the front of the ship and lowered out what looked like a deflector dish off a Federation ship. It begins to glow.

The cargo ship began to shake and the Pilot spoke up frantically, “Commander! Our warp field is collapsing!”

“Compensate, Lt.!”

“Nothing’s working! We’re dropping out of warp!”

The cargo vessel and the three escort ships all dropped out of warp with the strange ship still behind them. But in front of them were three more ships of similar design.

“They’re blocking comms,” said the ops officer. “We can’t even send out a distress signal.”

“Divert all power to shields. Let the escorts do their job.”

The three escort ships broke formation to begin an attack run. But one at a time, the escort ships were overwhelmed by a combined attack of all three of the strange vessels until all three escorts were destroyed.

Their attention then turned to the cargo vessel. With no weapons, they had no way to defend themselves. But amazingly, the ships weren’t attacking. The fourth ship, the one that had found them in the beginning, continued to sit menacingly behind the cargo ship. Then another door opened up and a small shuttle flew out. It rammed into the cargo ship’s shields but couldn’t break through. It just pushed forward causing a disruption.

The ops officer tried to get a handle on what they were doing. “I don’t understand what they’re doing. They don’t have enough power to break through with a shuttle. Why don’t they just fire at us?”

“Please don’t give them any ideas,” said the pilot feeling helpless at the moment.

“Wait a minute,” said the ops officer. “They’re scanning someth—They’re scanning our shield frequency!”

“Lt.! Rotate shield frequency!” the Commander yelled out to the engineer.

The engineer found herself in a battle of speed between rotating the frequency and the shuttle scanning the right one at the right time. For a moment it looked as if the engineer was out witting them but suddenly the two sides stumbled on the same frequency at the same time and the shuttle slipped through the cargo ships shields.

The Commander grabbed her nearby side arm. “Everyone, ready phasers!”

Inside, they could see the shuttle fly around the front of the bridge. Suddenly something hit the roof of the ship with a loud thud. They looked around at each other as nothing happened.

Then suddenly! An electrical charge enveloped the entire ship. Inside they could see electricity arcing over every console and then… darkness. The entire ship shut down. They looked around waiting for someone or something to push its way through, but nothing.

Through the windows they could see the three ships moving in. Then they could hear the sound of metal clanking. Inside, the ship began to shutter and they could hear the bulkheads staining. Then, the ship violently shakes with the sound of something breaking apart.

The ship began to drift out with the crew still inside and no ability to stop whatever was happening from happening.

The ship twists and turns as it continued to drift in open space. It turned just enough for them to see out the side window, first debris and then, as the edges of the dorsal module came into view, multiple bright flashes with nothing left but floating bits of metal.

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