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Star Trek Simulation ForumHolodeck / space-port-aegisSpace Port Aegis - Fridays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain Sylfaen, Nijil tr'KorjataBetween 3/1/2024 9:03 PM and 3/1/2024 10:02 PM
Any questions before we get going?
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::monitoring and passing updated info to those managing the evacuated/moved colonists.::
ACTION: The holographic image of the alien being stands perfectly still, but in the distance the buzz of the field can still be heard fighting against our attempts to contain it.
::sitting on a hair watching towards the other site, reading up on updates from her PADD::
::Sylfaen and Nijil:: Ok, now that they're processing the information. Now what?
We prepare if they still don't understand what they're doing or, don
::nods::
We need to move civilians out of here. We need to set up another level of containment shielding in case this one fails. And, worst case, I am ordering the Freya into position to bombard the area if needed.
I'll send a request to Jylliene to look for other locations on the planet. I'll start think of other questions for the being.
Also need to send word to the Fed colony. We still don
::nods:: Will do.
(sorry, sorry)
::receives message, replies that she's already partially evac'd their own folks, but will go to full evac and notify the fed colony::
What is this I hear of a full evacuation Dr. Sandero?"
ACTION: The image begins gesturing again, "Evaluation complete. Possibility of competing life developing rated at 5%. Now increasing to 50%. Pursue backup measures."
::sends message to the Athena about the possibility of assisting in evacuation off-surface if needed::
Yeah, just heard of it myself. I guess things aren't going well over there. Evacuating everyone... that's going to be quite the task.
"I am unsure how well the anti-wave generator will hold under additional stress Captain."
::being:: Have you evaluated us as a threat?
+all personnel+ Full evacuation. Fall back to safe zone. Coordinates of boundary zone transmitting now.
Oh well. ::checks to see how many people are still outside of the safe zone::
"Where will I go? Where can I go?"
ACTION: Gestures "Inconclusive. Impediment confirmed, threat level not deemed mission critical until further review. "
Anywhere the holomatrix will take you?
"I am unsure how to traverse the network. Time to learn."
::heads to a terminal to pinpoint the colonists that still need to be evacuated:: Some can be transported to the safe zone, but others we'd need to pick them up by shuttle and bring them back.
"I sure hope diplomacy works because I'm not sure technology will."
::being:: What do you know about the caves?
"Well, Niji and I had a lot of time to talk about many things, so he did teach me some things." :: logs into the network, then holo-systems ::
::nods:: Hope it works. ::organizes pickup efforts with the other doctors and Starfleet personnel::
ACTION: Gestures, "Caves, geological features typically underground and within frim rock strata which give support to vacant areas.
"I have found...me. Niji was right, I am big."
Is that a good thing?
::being:: Ok. Do the caves have any value or importance in your simulation for life evolution?
"I'm a big cat among smaller humanoids"
ACTION: Gestures "Archive records from the previous foundation stored in caves. Triggering keys stored in caves. Last remnant found refuges in caves.
THat much is true
ACTION: Gestures. "Life evolution in simulation. Caves of archive importance only. Storage of triggering keys only.
::being:: So, the caves have traces of beings like us. Is the being in the shield a real test subject or like you.
"What is going one, what are they saying?"
ACTION" Gestures "Evaluating, "like us".
"The fluctuations are increasing."
ACTION: Gestures, "Threat level confirmed as mission critical. Failsafe procedures authorized. Completion of mission imperative.
::being:: The one you broke out. ::pauses:: Is that one a threat?
"I think I hav-" :: disappears ::
ACTION: The field shimmers again and in a flash crystalizes into a solid form. The new terrain within hangs there like a pictures behind glass. Energy output stops. Expansion stops.
"Anti-wave is... ineffective."
:: Appears at the Rihan colony :: "Err, hello?"
ACTION: Gestures, "Genesis preserved. All processes now dedicated to evaluating negatimg mission critical threat.
"Where am I? Thi-" :: dematerializes ::
Well that was something
::turns, stepping towards the new crystal dome, scanning::
"Did we win or is this a stalemate? I am turning off the wave."
::helps prepare the med bay for incoming evacuees::
It sees us enough of a threat to stop for a moment at least.
It seems to be
::turns back to Mimi:: Good job.
Not a problem.
::Nijil:: Scan this thing every way possible.
:: appears in some quarters :: "Well this looks familiar."
It would be nice to know how they did this, in case we need to do it to them ourselves.
"Aye, perhaps we can chip off a sample."
::back again to Mimi:: Do you think exploring the caves again might turn up something?
Wouldn't hurt
Then let's make plans to do that.
::Nods::
We should look at the maps and scans. Perhaps a deeper cave might have more remains. The ones we explored were frequently flooded with rain water.
Agreed. That's a good question.
:: appears back with Doctor Sendero ::
How'd it go?
"I hopped from place to place." :: gruffs ::
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Thanks everyone.
::Freeze frame::
goodnight!
night all see ya next week
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= /\ = USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1259, STARDATE 52402.26 = /\ =
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. EJ Tried to get him to talk but he's being quite
stubborn. Now Manticore's new crew members suggest a different
approach.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 just learned that McFly
has also gone missing and is preparing to find where he is.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. However, after
one final push to end their mission, Edvenet was arrested. Faldek
killed the leading investigator who was just doing his job. But now
both of them need to get off Cardassia. 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.
She used her influence to enroll him in the program and has
learned where their first mission is located.
= /\ = END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1259, STARDATE 52402.26 = /\ = -
Star Trek Simulation ForumHolodeck / manticoreUSS Manticore - Mondays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain McFly, Kansas KenickieBetween 2/26/2024 9:04 PM and 2/26/2024 10:06 PM
However the real NCIS is nothing like that show lol
Alright, we can talk NCIS in an hour, let's get started.= = USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1259, STARDATE 52402.26 = = 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. EJ Tried to get him to talk but he's being quite stubborn. Now Manticore's new crew members suggest a different approach. 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 just learned that McFly has also gone missing and is preparing to find where he is. 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. However, after one final push to end their mission, Edvenet was arrested. Faldek killed the leading investigator who was just doing his job. But now both of them need to get off Cardassia. 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. She used her influence to enroll him in the program and has learned where their first mission is located. = = END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1259, STARDATE 52402.26 = =
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:::Heads to the Space-Plex::
:: maintaining lock on the AT at Mork's Palace ::
::at Science II on the bridge::
:: at Engineering station on bridge ::
::is looking cute in the cetacean ops tank dancing and chirping until you understand what's making him so excited::
::in cetacean ops doing medical scans on the cetaceans::
::working in the tank:: Ja ja...
:: At Ops ::
::Adjusts heading, starts packing a Go Bag::
:: Is still with Faldek ::
::scanning Mork's palace::
::Replacates and chnages closthes into something less fleet-ie::
::turns around, checking back outside the cell for anyone::
::swims over to Sven:: Hey suga--I mean Commander. Ol' Backie and I have been discussing their situation down there, and we believe we might be able to move things a little more quickly.
:::Might be the worst speller erver::
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:: Holds the phaser and pokes his head outside the cell ::
Oh ja? I'm all sonar receptors.
::raises eyebrow at the cetacean's discussion, but remains focused on his medical scans::
::watches the doctor treat one of the dolphins:: I'll do what I can to help.
::watching Mork::
Nuvian Slave> :: continues to Fan Mork ::
:: In sickbay for the moment :: These headaches. :: sighs ::
:::Heads into the Space-Plex, slightly nervous::
::doesn't see anyone, leaves the cell heading back towards his entry point on the roof::
::looking at Mork, shaking his head::
::Releases docking claps and her hair pin::
:: Follows Faldek closely ::
::looks at Sec Ops Officer:: Let's go somewhere a bit more secure...
::nods:: Aye Commander!
Hmm I figured there would be more of a fuss, but apparently jail breaks don't happen very often... ::quietly::
::looks at Mork:: Where's your safe room?
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:: Stays with Faldek :: I doubt they were expecting this... :: quietly ::
Nausicaan at Spaceport> It is a great shuttle. Transporter equipped, klingon replicator and top speed of warp 7. It is worth at least 10k.
::quickly swims over:: Sometimes, a specimen needs a persuasion other than a fist. I suggest we devise a serum unique to a Ferengi that vill force the words out of him ands he begs for ze antidote! ::squaks all cute like a dolphin::
Blast Darkday> :: looks to the Nausicaan :: You cannot seriously expect me to believe it can get to warp 7. Those Nacelles are bent!
::monitoring things from the surface. Hmm. I like the way you think! The Ferengi brain is quite complex, but I think there are other vays to get around that.
:: Taps away at Ops ::
((HI))
:::Pops the hatch and climbs out:: who;s in charge eh?
((There is our guy!)) 1
::still not seeing any resistance, heads back up to the roof::
Why? You want to play seven minutes in the grand treasury? ::Looks at EJ with "do me" eyes::
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::nods:: I agree vith Inga. The obvious spot vould be the ears no? They are quite sensative.
Nausicaan at Spaceport> That is the new style.. for cruising the spacelane. Something most people ..
((BREN!!!))
((You were doing so well with being on time...))
::giving him a stern look:: Yes! ::klingonic grin:: 1
Blast Darkday> Get that piece of scrap of my Pad!!!!....Go...shew shew.
((I'm off tomorrow, so that completely threw off my mental groove and routine))
:: Follows to the roof ::
((Party at Bren's tomorrow!!))
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Nausicaan> :: looks to Kansas :: We discussing business! Go Away!...
The ears are the way to a mans heart. Or at least, a Ferengi's heart. It's the best way to rip it out of him.
((kidding of course))((I'm not))
Blast Darkday> And you are wasting my time... :: draws his disruptor and promptly shoots the Nausicaan ::
Well I have a fresh federation shuttle to trade with
Nausicaan> :: shrieks as he is disintingrated from the inside out :: 1
:: Watching the Jem'Hadar load up one of their fighters ::
::Blinks::
::listening to the Cetaceans conversation while reviewing his scans::
Ve could bite them off... I vonder how it tastes. But ja, something that might cause him an... unpleasant... feeling unless he speaks the truth?
::tappity tap tap::
Sends heir Doctor Tevek to get scans of the Ferengi. Then ve cans adapt it specifically for him!
::tells the spec ops officer that he wants to transport Mork to a more secure location::
Blast Darkday> Oh apologies for the delay. :: wipes the scorch mark of the floor where the Nausicaan once stood :: You cannot imagine the amount of junk I see come my way here. Still :: looks at the Nausicaan shuttle :: The Klingon replicator intrigues me....
. Ve've got the resources here, and I am sure Annika can help us get anything ve need.
::moves to Mork and gets a tight grip on him:: Make a dumb move, you won't be moving any more....ever again.
::face looks a bit queasy hearing Inga; or as queasy as a dolphin's face can look:: I don't know, darlin. I'm not sure I care to know what a Ferengi's ears taste like.
Ja ja.. exactly.
::exfiltrates without incident:: Too easy... ::heads off to edge, the same way he got up, and begins dropping down::
Blast Darkday> :: a human wearing an odd space suit...with helmet on as if he is in space :: Federation?? How do you come upon that. :: spies Kansas ::
::moves towards a room that found via scans that seems to be easily guarded::
Does it really matter? She is fully loaded and has low miles
. Maybe not... they do look like hooman cinnamon rolls kind of. I remember a tourist on a boat in Norway dropped one in the water. I ate it, and it was delicious!
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:: Looks around as he follows Faldek :: No guards... anywhere... odd..
::walks with Security Ops as they move Mork to this other room, paying attention:: 1
Blast Darkday> :: holsters Disruptor :: Let's see it...
:::Pulls phaser:: Come and take a look
You're in my house, I think it's all secure. ::looks at the security ops team:: What do you think? Pretty secure, huh?
::heads back down the alley and retraced his original route back to his hideout::
::wants to molly womp Mork again:: 1
You're in my house, I think it's all secure. ::looks at the security ops team:: What do you think? Pretty secure, huh?((If you've let us in, you'll let any assholes in!))
:: Follows close ::
. ::gathers all the ingredients for the serum and contacts Annika to bring the rest of the stuff he needs after telling her their plans::
::Hollsets her phaser::
::with phaser rifles post up on the door as they enter with Mork::
Hmm... ya know that could work. Looks like the cetaceans are cooking something. I'll get Lt. Nye to bring them what they need.
+Manticore+ Pilot to Manticore.
::once inside he opens an encrypted channel to Gila:: +Gila+ We're leaving very soon. I'm about to procure our vessel then I'll be heading to your location straight away.
:: monitors AT signals from her station :: I wonder what they have in mind?
::looks at Ed:: Change out of that prison smock. ::points to the closet::
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+Pilot+ Manticore, how's it going Pilot?
Blast Darkday> :: follows Kansas ::
Mmm, now you're talking my language, sug. Our old tank wouldn't let us have sweets. Only mackerel. Not that I minded entirely but it's nice to have a treat once in a while. Perhaps after this mission that sweet little thing, Annika, could sneak us some.
+Bren+ Doesn't fair well Manticore. He's not being forthcoming...
((I assume you mean a beheading?)) 1
:: Nods and looks in the closet, finding some Cardassian civies to change into ::
::finishes up the scans he was doing, starts putting equipment away, somewhat distracted by hearing that the cetaceans want to involve him in their plan::
::Bren/Calli:: The cetaceans say that they can develop some sort of truth serum to use on Mork. They guarantee it'd work... of course, there's the matter of catching him to adminsiter it to him. I've sent Lt. Nye to bring Sven what he requires from the science lab
((I assume you mean a beheading?))((yes))
wow. Interesting.
((Lt Nye ))
It couldn't hurt to ask. That was a nice cinnamon roll.
+Pilot+ The Cetaceans Have Vays to make him speaaaaak...
:::Steps into the shuttle::
::grins:: +Bren+ Let's do it. We're in a secured position for the moment.
::swims over to Tevek:: Heir Doctor. Ve need bio scans of ze Ferengi on the planet. You do this now!
+Pilot+ Sounds good, hold on for an early Birthday present
Lt. Nye> ::goes thru the shopping list of stuff they need in the science lan's supply cabinet::
Blast Darkday> :: notes the Federation shuttle...the design is obvious....steps in and looks around ::
+Bren+ Aye Commander.
Annika, Please let CetOps know they are running this one, heh....
::Changes into civilian attire as well, whilst waiting for Gila to respond::
she has no marks, never been fire upon and she does warp 8 in a minute
::raises eyebrow:: For what purpose?
Will do. ::nods:: +Sven+. OK, Sven. You got this. Lt. Nye will be down shortly with what you need.
Blast Darkday> :: taps a button on his space suit that seems to activate a scanning system, oh his hemispheric helmet a bunch of details are produced for him to look at ::
:::Tightly waiting for the review::
:: Finishes changing :: So... how exactly are we procuring a vessel?
:::Still not sure on going for the PK or McFly plan::
For what purpose? For what purpose?! ::swims up out of the water on his tail splashing water on Tevek:: Have you not been listening?! The Ferengi needs to speak! The Klingon doesn't make it happen but ve vill!
Blast Darkday> Okay what do you want.....trade? Or sale?
I have one parked, no transponder, warp 6 capable, registered to a trading company. Come on now, do you think I come into these situations without plans?
Trade... I need a quick ship that cloaks
Backie, baby. You have to talk sweeter to these bipedals. Say words like please and thank you.
Blast Darkday> ::: coughs when she mentions cloak ::
I have extra funds to cover the cloak
:: Shrugs :: I didn't know you had a ship on standby...
+Faldek+ "Understood"
::Says sexy::
::unperturbed by the splashing:: I will not be a part of devising a torture serum for use on the Ferengi. I do not believe that is part of my duties as a medical officer. I am here to maintain the health of the Manticore crew, not inflict pain on our adversaries.
Blast Darkday> I need an account number for credit check......
::sets the hideout for self destruct in 5 minutes:: Ok let's make haste, it's two blocks south. ::heads out in that direction::
::makes unintelligable squeaking sounds that the UT can't make sense of::
:: Began to look over any pertinent data before she departed ::
:::Hands over her credit-chit::: you don't want cash?
::enters CetOPS with the list of stuff Sven needs:: uhh... here you go.
+Gila+ 30 minutes or less, I'll send a microburst signal to your comms when we're in range, meet out back then. Faldek out.
Just put it over there... tak.
::raises eyebrow in response to unintelligible squeaking sounds::
+Bren+ Are we still a go?
Blast Darkday> :: takes Chit and pops it into a device on his arm :: Let us head to my office....::: exits shuttle ::
::checks the AT's progress::
:: Is right behind Faldek ::
:::Closes hatch, follows him::
:: Looks over the faciliy main room before departing :: "Out of the lion's den." :: she muttered ::
+Bren+ Are we still a go?+Pilot+ Yessir, just waiting on a serum to be synhesized
Doctor, I believe what my colleague here is trying to say is, we know as a Doctor, you've taken a vow to do no harm. That's not what this is. We're merely equipping Commander Pilot with alternative forms of persuasion. All we need is a set of bio scans and the rest is up to us. And I can assure you, nothing will befall that, ugh, gross Ferengi, that can't be undone... Assuming they would want it undone.
+Bren+ Copy that.
:::Enters the office, doesn't like smell::
::enters the small hangar with Ed and the ship and begins pre-flight:: You know your way around a small cargo ship?
Blast Darkday> :: walks to his office and again tries to remove the scorch mark the Disrupted Nausicaan left on his floor before he sits in a chair behind his desk and reads the chit data...::: Your credit is excellent.
::beams the ingredients into the tank where he and Inga begin to work on the serum::
:: Nods :: Of course..
Blast Darkday> :: returns chit to Kansas ::
:: Is feeling better after some medication ::
I think the shuttle more then covers the Trade
::not sure what's going on, but he scurries out of CetOPS. Maybe he doesn't want to find out::
She is loaded with Fed weapons and a traspoter
::to Lt. Kelp:: And what, exactly, will befall the Ferengi?
Ok, take the engineering station.
Blast Darkday> I have many shuttles to choose from .....the problem is....you are asking for one with a cloaking device.
::Walks behind Annika:: +Pilot+ I may just replicate a cheese grater and beam it down, not quite sure what the hold up is. You know those science types, heh.
:: Nods and takes the engineering station, tapping on the console ::
+Bren+ I do.
That sounds more like A you problem
::still standing guard::
:: Exits the main room, largely empty now due to the J'H's departure. ::
+Bren+ Patch us through...
. Yes, I assure you no actual harm will befall him. It will however, help the interrogation process of Mork quite significantly. Provided the hoomans down there can get him in a place we can give it to him.
Of course we can perform our work without the proper scans, but we can't guarantee it would be engineered correctly for this individuals DNA. There could be unintended side effects that could become irreversible. Now you wouldn't want that on your conscience, would you, sugar? ::swims around Tevek with her tail gently grazing him around his body::
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::finishes up the pre-flight, engines are warming up. An explosion can be heard in the distance:: That's our cue... ::sits at the helm and lifts off, heading towards the part of the planet with the medical facility::
((Remind me, why is Tevek physically in the tank with them?))
Blast Darkday> Do you comprehend the amount of power a Cloaking device uses ? The only individuals that DO have Shuttles equipped with Cloaking Devices are Romulans. You do know this right?
((he was doing some check ups on them))
:: Keeps an eye on all systems :: All systems in the green..
Klingons do as well
((I want to say dodging medical physicals, but I think I'm crossing it with an episode of LD I watched recently lol))
I don't mind a hog-pog shuttle.. you know One co-mingled
((Pakled!))
Blast Darkday> Do I look like a Klingon? :: stands and begins laughing ::
::to Sven:: May I see the materials that Lt. Nye brought for this serum you are proposing to make?
no you look like someone who knows a goood deal when you see one
+CetOps+ Pilot here. What's the ETA on that serum?
Blast Darkday> Fortunately for you there was a recent engagement Near the Romulan Neutral Zone....well a couple of years ago......some Starfleet Mission gone wrong....that involved the Romulans...
Ja ja... they are here. Nothing fatal, or vould cause permanent damage. It only targets the nerve receptors in his ears to get him to respond more truthfully.
:::takes a seat::: that does sound promising
. We're almost finished here, but feel free to take a scan.
:: Smiles to Violet as his medication takes hold :: "Always a challenge for me."
De ears! De ears! That is the vay!
Ja, ja fer shoor
::sends the microburst signal as he approaches the loading area for the medical outpost::
::nods:: Very well, I will proceed with the scan.
Blast Darkday> The engagement resulted in the destruction of some Romulan Ships along with a Federation Tug . Some of the drift...from Romulans ships provided opportunity.....:: activates a monitor ::
::swims aside to let the doctor do his scans::
::her nose over Tevek's should:: See, sug, it's all on the up and up. There's much worse things that could befall a lil' ol Ferengi.
:::Leans forward, to see the screen::
Blast Darkday> ::Turns Monitor towards Kansas ::
Speed?
. Exactly. We can beam him in the tank and we could all take turns bouncing him around like a beachball.
Blast Darkyear> My analysis shows warp 8+...
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::exits the tank to proceed with the scan::
::comes in for a soft landing::
:: Away from most anyone now, feeling relieved she is by herself. Thais said, it felt like she was watched by many eyes ::
::Perks slightly::: Look promising... weapons yield
Blast Darkyear> Only what it has aboard...
:: Still keeping an eye on the systems ::
You and your balls! Always vith the balls! Stop playing vith your balls! Ve haves too much vork to do!
can I purchase back ups?
All vork and no play makes Sven a dull orca.
Yoo are already a dull orca!
::Picks at lint on her slevee::
Blast Darkday> I deal in vehicles....not weapons..
+Gila+ We're here... At the loading dock...
I have cash for weapons
::conducting the bioscans of Mork::
+Faldek+ "I am on my way."
::opens the rear loading ramp::
Blast Darkday> But it does have the most important item...The Cloak. :: grins ::
I'll trade shuttles
Blast Darkday> Your shuttle is smaller.. And it does not have a cloak. I will take the trade and 10 Thousand.
::sending bioscan results to the cetaceans::
Ed, get the documents ready for when we leave. The good stuff for our "trade route".
you are getting a fully loaded shuttle, I will say deal with 5thousand
:: Runs and runs ::
MAGIC EDIT> THE CETACEANS HAVE ENGINEERED THE SERUM TO WORK UNIQUELY WITH MORK; TEVEK NOW HAS THE SERUM AND IS READY TO ADMINISTER
:: Nods, working on the documents :: On it.
Tak, doktor. That's just vat ve needed. Now I can just adjust it to his DNA, and... okay. I think ve are good!
Blast Darkday> But no Cloak in return... :: another smile :: 8 thousand...
(heh gmta)
Fine... deal
:: ascends the ramp ::
There you do, doktor. It's done...now all you hoomans need to do is administer it to him.
Blast Darkday> :: produces a PADD :: Your thumbprint please.
::nods to Sven:: Understood.
Ooh! Is that a truth serum? Are you going to drug me?
::Presses her thumbprint::
::laughs::
((Imagine, it's just capsaicin or pepper spray))
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::looks back to see Gila:: Thank goodness. ::closes the ramp:: Take a seat :: points to the one near him::
:::Holds out her hand for the keys, holds the Shuttles keys in her other hand::
Blast Dark Day> ::: a graphic appears on his helmet showing a transfer in credits then he produces what appears to be an LCARS chip ::
:: sits :: "Finally, get me away from this place."
::brings the ship up and starts their ascent away from the planet, out into space::
::moans from the pain:: A little lower next time. And feel free to open my shirt.
::Pulls her go-Bag on and get to her feet::
Blast Darkday>:: gives Kansas the chip :: Docking bay....8
+Bridge+ Tevek to bridge. The cetaceans have completed their serum and it is ready to be administered.
::connects to the feed from science of Mork's palace::
Blast Darkday> Nice doing business with you.
::nods:: That Sven. He works fast.
Happy trails ::Takes the chip and heads to bay 8:::
+Tevek+ Acknowledged, I thought it had been by now. Please feel free to administer right away.
::looks at Mork::
"I need to write everything I remembered down."
::plots a course to make it subtle that they aren't heading straight for Federation space:: Get on it and brief me at the same time.
:::Pops the hatch to her Romulan shuttle... can smell their smell::
Blast Darkday> :: exhales....:: Now where is my floor scrubber ::
+Bren+ Yes, sir. ::heads out to administer the serum::
::engages warp:: Sweet liberty! 2
(Liberty, Liberty, Liberty... liberty!)
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Sorry I rushed the end there. We played too much with the whales tonight.
The Whales confuse me all to heck 2
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Back on solid ground
lol
You need to watch Lower Decks
I will this week
TBS will be immediate
This is another win for managed democracy.
If nothing else then I return you to your NCIS commentary (I tried to find a quote but nothing that seems to be a simple catch phrase) DISMISSED!!!
Also last week when I said I was sick, turns out I had the COVID
Goodnight and good week all yall
Also last week when I said I was sick, turns out I had the COVIDIt worked!
I can't get COVID, ive tried!
This was my second time.
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Star Trek Simulation ForumHolodeck / excaliburUSS Excalibur - Sundays 10 ET - Command Staff: Cptn Swain, CdrMirandaHawthorneBetween 2/25/2024 9:03 PM and 2/25/2024 10:07 PM
Hello
MISSION BRIEF: Many moons prior, when we last gamed, we diverted to investigate a distress call from a small agricultural colony on Trakis III. As we picked up, we were arriving in orbit.
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William is in Engineering, getting the last things ready for their arrival at Trakis III>
Val> "Entering standard orbit."
On the bridge, frowning
Irene is down packing in the science lab.
Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::In his chair, reading over the sensor logs. Shakes his head.:: Have we gotten anything else from the message? Still garbled?
Rex> Nods Degraded at the source.
:: Getting all manners of preparations ready in sickbay ::
Val> "I can tell ya where the transmission came from, that's about it."
"Reynolds! Are all the teams ready?"
Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::looks to Swain:: I'll take a team down.
:Nods:
Ens Reynolds> Sir! We're as ready as we're going to be. ::Grabs his kit::
"Glad to hear it. Let's get everyone to the transporter rooms." William walks into the Turbolift
+Bridge+ "Sickbay is ready."
Irene shows up at the scheduled turbolift, backpack full of equipment. "Science's ready."
Cdr Jalen Stanton> +Indaura+ Doctor, meet us in the transporter room.
Rex> Tags in a junior and heads to the lift.
Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Sends out the call for the team to assemble and heads for the lift.::
William looks around at the assorted people going down. "What, no Captain?"
Irene> "What, you think we need his supervision?"
"No, just a whole lot of people."
Irene> "Better to have everything covered if we don't know what's going on down there." Shrug, which is somewhat impressive with her giant backpack.
ACTION> By the magic of television they all screen wipe into the transporter room in question
"Not complaining about how many people are going down."
:: Enters the transporter room ::
"Hello Doctor."
Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::steps onto the pad:: Everyone ready?
Rex> Frowns "How much trouble can they get into" steps onto the pad
Irene> Steps onto the pad. "Let's get down there and find out."
"I'm not called Lieutenant Boom Boom for no reason Rex."
(Test)
Irene> "Who calls you that...?"
Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Snickers.:: You don't know his reputation?
Rex> It was one of the first things I learned about him.
"Apparently only those Lieutenant Commander and above."
ACTION> Shimmer shimmer. All transport in lovely sparkles.
"I don't get down to Engineering much." She says before they disappear to commercial.
ACTION> The AT materializes on an idyllic scene in the center of the Federation colony. There's no one in sight. There is however, a lovely water feature at the center of the "square." It looks like everyone simply, vanished.
"Well, this isn't creepy."
Rex> Makes dueling banjo noises
Irene> Taking in the surroundings, she looks pretty creeped out, too. "I've read enough case reports to know..." Pointing at the water feature. "...that is the source of our problems." Pointing a tricorder at it.
"We'd need people for dueling banjos Rex." William pulls out his own tricorder and starts scanning.
Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Grunts:: If anyone finds any strange crystals here, do NOT touch or activate them in any way.
Rex> Smirks The water fountain.
William appears to go through a massive flashback. "No touching. And do you hear a hoe down coming from anywhere Rex?"
Irene> "We better not be stuck in a crystal prison again..."
Ens Reynolds> ::scanning:: I don't like abandoned villages much.
Rex> Nothing tactical. Looking at his tricorder It's as if they've simply disappeared.
:: Gets out her scanner :: "This is disconcerting."
Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Begins to walk through the market, searching for signs of people.::
Rex> No signs of weapons fire or.... anything. Frowns The colony's central command complex is that way. points
Cdr Jalen Stanton> Best place to start. Let's go.
William follows the direction Rex pointed, still scanning as he goes.
Rex> Nods and starts walking in that direction.
Irene takes a water sample from the water feature before taking off for the command complex.
ACTION> As the team moves through the town they seem more signs of sudden abandonment evey where. Doors left open, bikes hanging out, stuff left out. Clothes drying on lines.
"New question, is this a space Amish colony like Captain Swain's home planet or do they use actual technology?"
Rex> Smirks No there's technology. Just... its all offline?
"Hm. Interesting."
Cdr Jalen Stanton> And they do have the beacon and some ability to transmit.
"Fair enough. I think we're here." William says as they approach the command center. "Shall we go inside?"
Ens Reynolds> ::Eyeing the left out food they passed, wondering if any of it was still good.::
"Reynolds, I swear on any deities that exist if you get food poisoning..."
Ens Reynolds> What?! I was just examining.
Irene> "Well, I can use the decay to figure out how long it's all been like this, can't I?" Now she points a tricorder at someone's dinner.
"Yes, yes you can."
ACTION> The central command complex is a fairly standard colonial complex. It too looks like no one is around.
"Well, I'm going to open the door and go inside if no one has any objections." William walks up and presses the open button. ((Assuming it's a building, and not an open-air market.))
(( Yeah think like, a one or two story office building))
Cdr Jalen Stanton> Let's go. Eyes open. ::gives Rex a nod::
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I don't know why none of you trust me to not have this not be some sort of, you know, horror story
Damnit, I had my action ready.
Need to pay attention better.
You can get it next time
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Star Trek Simulation ForumHolodeck / space-port-aegisSpace Port Aegis - Fridays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain Sylfaen, Nijil tr'KorjataBetween 2/23/2024 9:02 PM and 2/23/2024 10:06 PM
Almost lost track of time, need to rewind my wall clock.
No questions.
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ACTION: Power readings within the field increasing against the anti-field.
::being:: Will this affect us here in this reality?
::looking out at the horizon towards where the other team is::
"The more I increase the field strength the greater the variance to accommodate."
ACTION: Gestures "Rewritten. Base material prepared for eons, reformed to complete the task.
"Understood. Increasing power to the field."
::thinks::to being:: Were the beings like us part of the reformation
"What is going on doctor?"
::glances at Muuhi:: With the aliens? I don't know. Hope all's well though.
ACTION: Gestures "They began the task. Will be the completion of the task. Rebirth.
::looks at Sylfaen:: Oh boy...
"Collapsing the field will take a lot of power Captain."
I'm not sure we have a choice.
"I will have to gradually increase the power so our end does not blow out relays."
Do it.
:: Creates a linear power output increase while maintaining the anti-wave ::
::mimi:: Do you think we can negotiate with these beings? Can they even understand what they're doing?
"Oh, it will likely hum as the power goes up."
::Sylfaen:: I'm not sure. I doubt it.
They seem almost robotic. Can we reprogram them?
I don't know, but I'll see what I can do as well as get some information
ACTION: "Unclear. Rewritten for the task.
"This waiting is either exciting or terrifying."
::being:: Are you technical or organic?
:: turns :: "You think these beings could be artificial?"
ACTION: Field growth still being contained, but surges lash against the boarder randomly
"There's a strain on the field in multiple areas."
yes, yes I agree.
ACTION: Gestures "We are the process. We are the actions of the task. Failsafe.
"Now at 50% of maximum."
::being:: Explain your status
"As a being of energy and projections, this situation has me particulary worried."
Has me paricularly worried to though, as a being of flesh and blood.
ACTION: Gestures "Simulation completed 1,221,572 cycles ago. Confirmation of readiness received 0.002 cycles ago. Beginning re-genesis.
::being:: How will re-genesis affect us? ::motioning to her, Nijil, and Sylfaen::
:: Watching the field increase ::
ACTION: Gestures "Rewritten. Within 0.2 variation of simulation. Diviation within acceptable range.
::being:: How will we be rewritten? Why eliminate us?
ACTION: Gestures "That is the task. Remake for the task.
"We have our own task."
::being:: Your task is in error. We like our existance.
ACTION: "Conflicting task not within simulation. Considering deviation. Task is paramount. Optional measures investigating.
"Sure does sound...mechanical."
::Nijil:: Is there a lower cost approach we can take to "deviate" their actions to some unacceptable rate. Make them rethink what they're doing?
::being:: Is your task to blend technical and organic?
"That I am not sure. How much space do they need? Or better yet, do they need a class M planet?"
ACTION: Gestures "Task is to make the simulation real.
::being:: Is this the only planet to make the simulation real? Have you considered other planets, so you don't cause a rippel affect?
ACTION: Gestures " Term planet unknown.
::being:: This floating rock with an atmosphere we're on
ACTION: Gestures "Updating. Foundation equals planet."
::being:: Yes foundation equals planet. Can you scan or look for other similar foundations?
ACTION: Gestures "Database contains one foundation.
::being:: Why this foundation? ::hears Nijil:: Why eliminate us?
ACTION: Gestures "Researching. Investigation mode processes begun. Standbye."
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Alright, thanks everyone.
::Freeze frame::
We seem to have given this thing something to think about, or just confused it. Either way, go team.
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Star Trek Simulation ForumHolodeck / arcadiaUSS Arcadia - Wednesdays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain Lo'AmiBetween 2/21/2024 9:02 PM and 2/21/2024 10:02 PM
Last time on USS Arcadia -- the away team was still tied up with the (relatively quiet) Ferengi in the cavern. The "hobbit" leader (big hat hobbit) started questioning them, thinking that they were returned convicts. After some back and forth, the Ferengi try to take advantage of the situation.
none here
same
?
During the TBS, the Hobbits move off and confer with each other.
Alright, the sequence of events was confusing
So, what you don't know is what's happening in space. Arc now has a Ferengi cruiser also in orbit.
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((Wait, so the hobbits are gone and we're still tied up?))
((yup))
::still tied up::
BHH> :: returning with more LHHs and some no-hat hobbits ::
:: Also tied up at the moment ::
::wishes she were in the big club club::
LHHs> :: releasing the Ferengi ::
I guess their groveling worked.
Drax> There, that is much better... Now, let me tell you about these criminals... :: keeps talking ::
they're just going to lose all their dilithium
Other LHHs> :: releasing the AT, but they're still surrounded by NHHs ::
Thank you
LHH1> Come this way...
::dutifully follows::
::follows LHH1::
LHH1> :: leading them to a hut ::
::ducks down to fit through the entrance::
LHH1> stay inside!
::dutifully enters the hut::
Drax> :: still babbling something in the distance to the BHH ::
:: Keeping close to the group ::
I wonder if they trusted the ferengi more because they're shorter
(( bingo! ))
nothing we can really do about that
They did untie us, too...it's pretty likely they'll get sick of the ferengi before too long.
hopefully before they steal too much
Not much we can do now besides wait...I think we'd just get people hurt if we tried to stage a jailbreak.
Hut> :: is obviously too short for the crew to stand in. It does have windows and outside there are some NHHs holding torches ::
Oh, that doesn't look good.
::watches the NHHs to see if they're planning on torching the hut::
hut> :: has a wooden door that has been tied shut with some kind of plant filament rope; windows are small and have wood bars, but no glass ::
((What kind of material are the walls?))
LHHs> :: looking around and shrugging at this idea of a "trial" - it is a foreign concept ::
::kicks at the door::
:: Knocks on wood :: "I've not seen wood in a long while."
I think we may need to break down the door.
::kicks at the door again::
"Look to where pieces are attached to each other."
NHHs> :: torching the sticks next to the hut while the Ferengi look on, smirking. ::
::tries to aim a punchcarefully in the wall where some fo the pieces are attached to each other::
::to ferengi:: You realize us going missing after you beamed down could easily lead to a Federation trade embargo, right?
::and another::
War is profitable. Embargo they'll listen to.
only if they survive the war
Drax> We didn't have anythinig to do with it.
yes you did
I'm sure the Federation will believe that.
Drax> We didn't even see you when we came down.
you can get us out of here
Again, take it up with Starfleet.
::tries another punch at another weak-looking spot::
Wood> :: catching fire ::
((they took our phasers right?))
hut> :: was not made to contain Klingons ::
::another punch::
::also slams shoulder into hut::
::and another::
hut> :: starting to give way ::
::aims another kick::
::puts more effort into breaking hut::
Ferengi> You need more wood!
::climbs out of less flaming part of roof::
::picks up nastell to boost her out of the hut::
::jumps over fire, gets up, grabs large, flaming stick::
::also picks up a flaming stick::
NHHs with clubs> :: standing there ::
we have endured your flame and have survived, which means we are innocent
hut> :: burning to the ground ::
::brandishes flaming club at NHHs::
we will not harm you if you let us go
NHHs with clubs> :: look over to the BHH and the LHHs for guidance::
and give us back our metal boxes
BHH> they have endured the test of flame!
That seems like a good sign.
BHH> The Received Wisdom says that they cannot be Returned.
Not all of this has to go in the report, and I'm starting to wonder how those famously sensitive earlobes would react to flame...
If we can just have the small ones that we use to talk to our friends, you can have the rest
Drax> No... they cheated! That's it... they cheated on the test...
if you're too cowardly for the test, we understand
You...uh...y'all might want to put this out before you start a wildfire, incidentally.
BHH> There is no wild fire. All of these people still speak with odd words
before your other huts become on fire
Cavern roof> :: lighting up above the hut ::
Oh, by wildfire I just meant if other things started catching on fire.
LHHs> :: singing a high note ::
((do starfleet suits have communicators on them?))
(( probably ))
(no sub-dermal?)
light> :: extending down from the cavern roof to the hut and snuffing out the fire ::
where did they get this technology?
Oh, didn't realize the roof would do that.
(( actually, it does... on a starship ))
what is this way of the received wisdom of which you speak?
LHHs> :: repeat :: The Way of the Received Wisdom is True
We...uh...don't know much about the Received Wisdom, but we'd be very interested to learn, if you'd teach us.
BHH> You asked if we have stories. We do not have stories. We only have the Received Wisdom. I am Shaman Tal, Keeper of the Received Wisdom.
Nice to meet you Shaman Tal.
It is an honor, Shaman Tal.
BHH> It contains all the Laws of Community and the Laws of Judgement
:: nods ::
Drax> :: wondering if this is the time to promise them gold again... or to run away... if he could find a way out...::
can we learn more about the laws of community and judgement?
((and...))
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paus'd
You could... if we had another 36 hours of sim.
lol
gnight!
'night!
until next time...
goodnight!
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= /\ = USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1258, STARDATE 52402.19 = /\ =
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 need to find out how he's involved in all
of this.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 just learned that McFly
has also gone missing and is preparing to chew out Jaffee.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. However, after
one final push to end their mission, Edvenet was arrested. 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. She used her influence to enroll him in
the program and is hoping to gain some information along the way.
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Star Trek Simulation ForumHolodeck / manticoreUSS Manticore - Mondays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain McFly, Kansas KenickieBetween 2/19/2024 9:02 PM and 2/19/2024 10:19 PM
= = USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1258, STARDATE 52402.19 = = 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 need to find out how he's involved in all of this. 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 just learned that McFly has also gone missing and is preparing to chew out Jaffee. 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. However, after one final push to end their mission, Edvenet was arrested. 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. She used her influence to enroll him in the program and is hoping to gain some information along the way. = = END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1258, STARDATE 52402.19 = =
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::checking their perimeter::
:: Is still at Ops, as always ::
::scanning the compound from her terminal on the bridge::
:::Throwing a tantrum in the shuttle:::
+EJ+ Status report? When safe to speak.
::Curses and throws everything not bolted down::
+Bren+ we’re about to breach here momentarily. Stand by.
:: Is arrested, sees Faldek continue on out of the room::
::TNIP on the bridge:: Huh, I thought that was part of CetOps' job... 2
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::Stops short and hit the secure channel and tries to conntect to Jeffee:::
::continues walking back to the building he works in and quickly heads up to his office::
:: on the bridge making certain the AT is under transporter lock ::
:: Raises an eyebrow, overhearing Bren, thanks to his pointy ears ::
::in the Cetacean Ops tank, conducting medical scans of Sven to update his records::
Away Team under transporter Lock Cap...err.. Commander.
::walks with his platoon and escorts Edvenet into the detention center::
::monitors to the SecOps to get us through the door quietly::
:: Walks with the platoon ::
::nods and reaches into his bag of tricks::
::enters his office and grabs his bottle of Kanar, taking a rather large drink. He sits down at his desk and brings up the information he just obtained, going over it::
::opens comm to see KK:: Commander! I hope you've been able to find something.
+Jaffee+ YOU B*Tch
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+Jafee+ How dare you NOT tell me about Matt
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::continues checking the alien warp signtures, as Tevek continues scanning him::
So far so good...no problems Commander Bren
::spies on the away team in Mork's Residence::
::runs Ed through a full body scanner then escorts him to a special cell block, one that's not near any of the general population::
::her eyes soften:: I'm sorry, Commander. I felt it best not to tell you.
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::watching the officer hack into the residence door so we can gain entry::
:: is lead into the cell block ::
::going over the information, noting a couple discrepancies between it and the other stuff Ed and himself had found:: ::opens a secure comm to @Dr. Gila Orrak (Medical Outpost) :: Can you talk?
:: thinks of EJ...::
:: is lead into the cell block ::((::starts making up a Trek version/filk of 'Cell Block Tango'::))
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+Jaffee+ Does it say "Dumbass" on my forhead?!
::enters the compound with the team:: (w) well well.
:: Checking in on various soldiers to maintain her cover. ::
<Cardassian Special Investigator>::reviewing a PADD with the information about Edvenent on it::
+SecComm+ "Only for a short duration."
Annika...when we are in a more stable situation can we arrange a meeting in Ceta-Ops.. between myself and their engineer.
::upon entering, a guard is taken down with a choke hold before we can catch a glimpse of Commander Pilot::
::nods:: Of course, I can't see why not.
Careful, Commander. I didn't want you going on this mission with your judgement compromised. I already knew that was going to happen to Manticore... I needed someone ruthless to get the job done without emotional attachment.
I might need your diplomatic skills with Lt Banks.
Lt. Banks?
::reviews Sven's scan results::
::drug the body of the Andorian for hire into another room to rule out the suspicious of a security breach by Mork’s remaining security::
:: Sits in the cell, hands still cuffed ::
Ooh, the beluga. I'll see what I can do.
+jaeffee+ That is right I am ruthless! you are on my list now.... I am going to get your weapon and you better hope I don't turn it on you!!
::nods to the Sec Ops::
+Gila+ I need you to find out the coordinates of the cargo transfer that's going down in a nebula soon. Then I need you to get ready to ex-fil after I attempt to rescue Edvenet.
:: Taps away at Ops, keeping his own eyes on the facility ::
:: notes AT progress on her screen :: So far so good.
+Faldek+ "I should have it soon. I have made a...friend."
+Gila+ Make it fast, but not obvious. We are running out of time.
<Cardassian Special Investigator>::finishes reviewing the PADD, heads to Edvenent's cell::
That's enough Commander! Now I made a judgement call, right or wrong. The priority here is retrieving that weapon. All other concerns are secondary.
+Jeffee+ But I have hit a dead end... and it wasn't a happy exit on my last departure
:: Sits there, quietly, hearing the sound of boots headed his way ::
Nausicaan Mork Guard> :: Guarding door Near EJ ::
::uses the butt of his mek'leth and strikes the Nausican:: 1
+Jaffee+ :::Takes a deep breath:: my regards Admiral....I just need direction... my last contact was a dead end.
::finishes reviewing Sven's scans:: You appear to be in excellent health. I may see one of your colleagues whenever they are ready.
Nausicaan Mork Guard> :: takes the hit on the head.....falls to the floor with a loud :: THUMP ::
::hides the nausicaan too::
<Cardassian Special Investigator> ::arrives at Edvenent's cell, stops and just looks at him::
::heading to what we he believes to be the dining room with the Sec Ops Team in tow::
Thank you doctor, my colleague Inga is over there. I don't think she'd mind being treated as well. The dolphins and Lt. Banks are swimming around somevere.
Just a colleague. I see how it is...
Understood. Unfortunately Manticore hasn't had much success either. However, last I was told they were on their way to an old... "contact", who might be able to shed some light. I'll report back if they find anything. Until then, I suggest you take this time to collect your emotions.
Mork Nuvian Guard 1> I heard bolian rinds are quite healthy.
...I'm sorry I didn't tell you. Regardless of my orders, I'm sure Manticore has been doing everything they can to find him.
:: Looks up at the Special Investigator ::
::swims over towards Inga, raises an eyebrow at the "just a colleague comment"::
::stops when he hears talking::
Mork Nuvian Guard 2> High fiber content...good carb content...but I haven't tried them.
::stops as well, readies phasers on heavy stun::
Yes, ok doctor. You may proceed vith your scans.
+Jaffee+ understood sir... I WILL get that weapon. I have already broken my own code on this one
::signals the team, take down on my command::
Thank you, Inga. :::begins with scans::
Mork Nuvian Guard 1> :: holsters his weapon to describe things :: A boat load of fiber..haha!!! I heard Klingons taste terrible though.
I have faith in you, Commander. I wouldn't have put you on this mission if I didn't. Jaffee out.
:::Closes the channel:: Sh!t
::raises his eye brow at the klingon comment he heard, signaling take them::
Mork Nuvian Guard 2> How the heck are you going to get a Klingon to eat.....I mean the boss has his means...but that seems tough to do.
::move in and fire on the nuvian guards::
Mork Nuvian Guard 1> they are...What!!! : gets holstered piston but is promplty shot ::
::heads down to the entrance and then towards an area that looks slightly seedy::
::follows in phaser rifle drawn to clean up any stragglers::
Mork Nuvian Guard 2> :: puts hands up...one holding a bag of rinds...but it is too late..he is shot and falls to the floor ::
::works with the dolphins and Banks to isolate the warp signatures and regain a trail:: We don't have much time left though... ::quietly::
Nuvian Guards > :: dead....but food spilled ::
<Cardassian Special Investigator> Mr. Edvenent. I am from the Special Investigations Unit. You are charged with suspicion of espionage.
::Sniffles:: (w) stop being a girl about this
Commander, I believe I have weapons fire on the surface..
::sitting in his dining room enjoying his favorite blue steak with a side of Bolian ghava beans and a bottle of Romulan Ale::
Ours?
Phasers sir...Yes.
:: Looks up at the Special Investigator :: " I know how this works, I've already been found guilty, or I would not be here."
Understood, thank you.
:: The Jem'hadar slipped her something. it read "48 by 1516 by 2342"::
::opens the dining room door, lettings teh SecOps move in::
::move into the dining room and aim at Mork::
Nuvian> ::: holding one of those large feather fans.....giving Mork a cooling breeze ::
:: Remained at sickbay to do something about his headache ::
A larger amount of lifesigns seem to be congregating towards the away team
Nuvian Waitress> :: shrieks and drops her food tray ::
"I'm sure this is nothing, or something that can be fixed."
::heads down an alley and turns to a door, enters a code and the door opens, he walks in::
Mister Mork... ::aiming his phaser rifle at him too::
Callista, please let me know if they go... about 20 seconds without firing any shots
:::Goes back to the Comm system and starts searching for "the word":::
Understood....Sir...Maintaining transporter lock ....
<Cardassian Special Investigator> I am glad that you understand how our system works. Now, what I am most curious about is who your accomplices are, so that they may be sentenced as well.
:::Still cursing herself for being emtional and showing her hand to Jaffee::
::continuing with Inga's scans::
:: eating grin:: That's lovely my dear. Maybe you can bring that a little closer, you know how I love the feathers to tickly my-- ::is suddenly spooked by the Klingon standing next to him holding a phaser to his head:: WORF?! We had an understanding!!! This is an outrage!!!
::heads to a console and begins looking up the detention facility, it's specs, entrances, exits, personnel compliment::
::head butts Mork with Ridges:: Wrong klingon, p'taq!
Nuvian with Fan> :: mindlessly obeys despite all the visitors ::
:: Looks at the special investigator :: Accomplices? Just what makes you think I had any accomplices?
::formulating a entry and exit strategy based on the available information::
::secure the room::
Commander it has been 20 seconds with no weapons fire...
::slumps down into his seat like a cartoon character making loud Ferengi moans; makes a big show out of it::
::glances over at Calli's direction::
+Manticore+ Currently in. Stand by.
:: Watches the Ops console ::
+EJ+ Call me a helicopter commander, but it seems like you've got things stabilized over there?
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Nuvian waiters > :: not certain what to do with the new visitors ::
:::Taps away... thinks she just got her name cut from Jaffee's christmas card list::: 1
Mork, pull yourself together! I have questions for you....
<Cardassian Special Investigator>:: smiles:: Well, Mr. Edvenent, you committed espionage. That's not like murder. It's not something one does for their own personal reasons. You must be working with other enemies of the state, either domestic or from outside. Either way, I want to know who you were working with.
Nuvian waiters > :: not certain what to do with the new visitors ::((bring them food!))
+Manticore+ Currently in. Stand by.((Oops, sorry, I hadn't seen this comment before I made mine))
((Oops, sorry, I hadn't seen this comment before I made mine))((we did it at the same time, you're good. ))
::pulls himself up in his seat:: Ugh, why so rough? You hit my head so hard I forgot my safe word.
::to Mork:: well you had better start to remember, or your headache will be the least of your worries!
Commander...why not just beam the guy into a cell aboard? The being is an interstellar menace.
((To be fair I do play him like a villain from the old batman tv show. ))
((LOL))
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::she also continues working as she's being scanned::
::glaring at Mork:: have you recently done any shopping for things you probably shouldn't have?
He's got friends in high places. And low ones. Lots of side-to-side, as well. I'm not sure it would be in our best interests, at least in the long term, to take him prisoner
Of course. That's the only thing I shop for, mister Klingon.
::listening::
I thought he was serving time for Consuming a Bajoran Monk if I recalled...my mistake
::looking at Mork:: What was that shopping list looking like?
:: Chuckles slightly :: Fine, Gul Madred.... Gul Lemec ... Legate Damar....
::Looks at the ceiling, thinking:: Was he...?
Please, sit, I'll have the cook make up some gagh. I always like to have some on hand. It mixes well with tube grubs.
:::Taps helm and directs the shuttle away from K-7 before someone gets pissed off:::
::looks around going to a cabinet, finding his stash of gear, grabs out a personal dampening field, phaser rifle, stun grenades, a blade and a back up phaser, all Cardassian issue. He also gets on a black suit of what light phaser resistant armor. Starts talking to himself:: If this was back in the OO days Ed, you'd be left for dead...
:: Now how to make a graceful exit... ::
A Bajoran Monk? That's news to me.
:::Checks her messages but comes up bust::
::looking at Mork:: I'll stand.
Well I remember on that ...special mission we partaked in...that was what the arrest warrant was for...And the Bajorans were the ones that wanted him.
Now I don't go around asking about your naughty wishlist do I? ::big toothy grin::
The one where we kept the costumes :: smiles ::
Hm, I wonder what the penalty would be for eating a monk. ::smiles:: Yes, yes. I remember!
Nuvian > :: resumes fanning Mork with those that giant feather fan again ::
Three 'Our Pahwraiths' and a couple of 'Hail Prophets'?
<Cardassian Special Investigator> ::chuckles back at Edvenent:: Oh, this sounds fascinating! Please tell me more about how Legate Damar and those upstanding Guls were involved with a spy like you!
::swings his mek'leth near Mork's ear but clearly missing on purpose:: Do you need new ears?
::puts on his selection, seeing the sun start to go down over the Capital city::
::takes his food utensils and slices off another piece of his blue steak and eats it; with his mouth full he says:: I like it chewy
Nuvain> :: a Feather is cut from her fan and gently falls upon Mork's table ::
I guess.
::reviews Inga's scan results::
:: Looking at the Investigator :: Oh, I am sorry, that is just the top of my most hated list...
Next time, I may not miss. So if you would be so kind to provide me with the info I am asking for.
::small gasp as the blade whips past his ear:: ...Well that's rude. I just bought these two seasons ago.
::::Replicas some Coffee::: come on
Well what are you want to know, mister klingon?
:: worries about EJ....not that the Klingon is in that much danger...but still...she does not want to hear of him being served...::
::cuts to the chase:: Did you steal our PK Module?!
::puts his utensils down and folds his hands on the table like a child trying to act all serious::
::Whispers:: Matt how could you be so stupid... no I blame Faldek for this he is the Xo.... he wqas supposed to watch you
And WHAT is a PK module?
:: Holds his head as the pain increases ::
::reaches across to grab Mork up with one hand and lift his above his chair and table:: You know damn right!
<Cardassian Special Investigator> :;sighs:: Ah, a pity. I thought I had stumbled upon quite the scandal here. But why don't you try answering my questions then: who were you working with?
Nuvian > :: wonders.::...a Salt and Pepper shaker? .....:: Continues Fanning Mork ::
::grabs the finishing touch for his ensemble, which is the personal dampening field to hide his biosign and activates it. Heading for the detention facility, conveniently locate a block and a half away::
::gets pissed, voices get higher:: NO, this is your fault.... you got yourself yanked off the ship
:: chuckles at the question :: It's okay... my mission is almost over.... the person I was sent to assassinate is standing right here..
::flails and suddenly becoming really frightened; lets out a high pitched shriek:: I swear I don't know what a PK module is!
::growls:: Do not lie to me!
::finishes review of Inga's scan results:: Thank you, Inga. You look to be in excellent condition.
What about any federation thefts?? ::eyeing the Ferengi, still holding him up::
::looking like he's swimming in the air:: I swear! I steal all kinds of things. I never heard of a PK module!
::goes all parkour and stuff, making his way to the roof ingress point::
Ah, vell that is nice, thanks doktor.
Nuvian Slave> :: fans Mork at a Higher speed since he is in distress :: 1
:::Hands on her head - mumbles:: you just threatned to blow up Earth you dumbass 1
I've stolen a bunch of things from the Federation! Just recently I brokered something very large to be stolen from them. Something... ::stops moving; relaxes his body and looks EJ directly in the eye and offers a very big eating grin:: something very powerful.
<Cardassian Special Investigator>::looks around:: You were sent to assassinate me, a humble Special Investigator? ::grins:: I cannot possibly believe I am that important!
Where is it?
:::Makes contact with a dealer to get a better shuttle:::
:: smiles :: Oh.... Enabren Tain must have really hated you..
::clears his throat:: I can honestly say I don't know where it is, mister klingon.
Jaffee wont mind me giving away her shuttle for something better
::lowers Mork down::
"I believe I am done for the day. I need to rest before I kick the bucket." :: she says to anyone that will listen ::
::pops in through the door, having hacked the door panel, looking around he finds the section that Ed is being held in, starts heading there, quite as a church mouse::
::smooths out his clothes:: There, that's better.
::backhands Mork with the hand of Kahless himself damn near:: Lie to me again. And you will have to get clip on lobes.
a fedration shuttle will make a nice trade
Nuvian Slave> :: instincltively backs off when Pilot strikes the Ferengi...but resumes her duty fanning Mork ::
::lets out another loud Ferengi shriek; the force of the slap throws him to the floor like a poor damsel from an old 1940's flick:: 1
Comm's kinda sic-lent
Vole> :: squeak Squeak::
Let's try the truth this time.
::lets out a laugh:: Is that all you have mister klingon? I've paid for worse. ::chuckles again::
<Cardassian Special Investigator> ::smiles back:: Please, tell me more about your mission to assassinate me!
::moves close to Mork:: I will blow up this entire planet with you on it.
::sees a guard outside the cell that Ed is in. He approaches like he's supposed to be there:: Is the special investigator in there still?
<Cardassian Special Investigator> ::smiles back:: Please, tell me more about your mission to assassinate me!((Edvenent: "Aww, now, no spoilers" ::Winky face::))
Now, tell the truth Ferengi!
Along with all my information.
:: Exits the main facility room ::
:: Smiles :: No... I think I have said enough for now.
Prison Guard> What.. who...
I've been downloading information from your computers since we got here.
::Vole's Tail is crushed by some invisible force outside Edvenet's cell ...the Vole Shrieks::
::smacks the taste out of his mouth::
::before he can finish the sentence he takes a dagger through the roof of his mouth, into his brain pan, turns to look for the sound of the shriek::
:: Looks over as the vole shrieks ::
::Still talking to herself::: something with a cloaking device will be nice
Vole> :: struggling to free it it's crushed tail under Faldek's foot :: SQEEAKKK!!!!
::blood starts coming out of his mouth; he laughs and responds to Security Ops:: All you'll find are my archives of recipes. You might try the Aenar surprise. The Surprise is live Gagh inside the belly. 1
::looks down, lifting up his foot, opens the cell door::
<Cardassian Special Investigator> ::about to respond to Edvenent, but then is distracted by a vole shriek, turns around::
Vole> :: scurries inside the cell.....::
::gives Mork one more smack for his insolence:: +Bren+ I am not getting anywhere with this buffoon.
:::nods:: Ok.... we got this...
::is intensely monitoring the comm with Mork:: Bah! Never send a Klingon to do a dolphins job!
What do we got? Matt or the PK...
Sir...I still think we should arrest him while we have the chance. ...:: playing devil's advocate..but believes it is the best course of action.
+EJ+ Boil him alive in his own kitchen. THe irony will be.... ::mimes putting down sunglasses:: ... delicious."
( gnight folks must depart )
:::Messages Jaffee requesting Money:::
I'm his boss, and you're dead. ::fires his phaser on kill, point blank at the special investigator:: 1
::looks at Mork:: A Mork Boil.
:: Raises an eyebrow at what Bren said ::
Jesus Joseph Kahless...
Lieutenant Harnett, your eyebrow is geting quite the workout today.
oh yeah.... hold your breath on that one 1
:: Hears Faldek's voice and hears the phaser, watching the special investigator ::
<Cardassian Special Investigator> ::is dead (much to the audience's disappointment, let's say)::
:: Raises my eyebrow again :: Indeed, sir
+Annika+ Oh sugar, we've been down here listening in on ol' Mister Pilot's persuasion techniques. This might be where we may offer our special services. Please relay that information to that cutie Faliver.
::hears:: +kelp+ Okay, I'll pass that along.
::unlocks Ed's hand bindings and hands him a phaser and personal dampening field emitter:: We have to go...
If it's any consideration, the cetaceans at CetOPS offer up their services in interrogarting Mr. Mork.
.... how so? What do they propose?
Ja, we'd love a chance to show our persuasion skills.
They didn't say, but I trust their persuasion skills.
::heads off to his station swimming excitedly:: Everyone always wants to go through the butt first. But Ferengi, it's the ears. You must go for the ears! ::lets out excited dolphin sounds:: 1
:::Cleans up her shuttle::: we got this.... I can do both jobs
I mean... would they like to be patched through to Pilot?
:: Takes the phaser and gets to his feet :: Yeah, I can't wait to get out of here.... I didn't expect a rescue.
::raises eyebrow hearing cetaceans discussions of their persuasion skills::
Do they want us to beam him into their tank in street clothes?
. Ja, how can you miss?
I wasn't gonna, but then the Starfleet side of me decided otherwise.
He might be able to float given how uhh.. natrually bouyant he looks
Thank you, now... I think we had better get moving
Mork....
Hm. Maybe they will push him around like a beach ball. 2
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((Dang I was just gonna tell EJ we're borrowing Mork))
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There will be some fun next week.
I promise not to blow up Earth
Don't make promises you can't keep.
Other than that, nice work everyone
Questions or comments?
Woah!
Eeepp!!
Goodnight and good week all yall
Night
nite nite Peeps
later babe
Goodnight!
Night folks!
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Star Trek Simulation ForumHolodeck / space-port-aegisSpace Port Aegis - Fridays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain Sylfaen, Nijil tr'KorjataBetween 2/16/2024 9:05 PM and 2/16/2024 10:08 PM
We left off with the beings behind the radical dimensional redecorating showing themselves, in a way. The computer has translated their signal into a holographic image which seems to be trying to communicate visual.
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::trying to make heads or tails of the hologram::
::overseeing the info going back and forth as well as the status of the colonists, who are holding steady at a safer distance, but with cautious optimism.::
::sends a message asking what they're called::
::Helping with the evac efforts at the campsite::
ACTION: The image gestures and skin takes on a smooth gray appearance.
::sees the image change:: Ok...
"I will attempt to clean up the imaging."
How deep is the translation database on visual only languages?
"There are several thousand languages with no auditory component."
Also keep maintaining the anti-field.
"Power levels are constant for now."
::rubs temple::
"Can we determine their intentions?"
"So what is happening now Doctor Sandero?"
I think we need to keep our questions and expectations for answers simple.
Hmm? Evac's done in this area, we're just checking up on some of the colonists.
::nods and asks if they can verbally communicate::
"Well yes, as the captain I believe those questions belong to you."
ACTION: Images skin ripples dark. Computer verbalizes this as "What?"
::shocked by the reply:: Amazing,
::Nijil:: For the moment, the Dr is doing just fine.
:: Nijil waves at the being ::
::to the being, verbally:: What species are you?
:: softly :: "What I would do for an OmniDot now."
::takes a seat in the lounge after finishing treating a patient, serves herself a glass of ratkajino::
ACTION: Gestures similarly as before. Computer attempts a translation. "We are we."
:: Joins Sandero :: "What is that?" :: sits ::
::to being:: What is your name?
It's ratkajino, a beverage that gives you energy. It's also an acquired taste.
ACTION: Somewhat more lively movements: "Must plant mirror. Return shadow. Finish the beginning. New Genesis."
I'd give you some, if you were able to consume liquids.
That's quite a name, unless name means something else to them.
::a bit confused::
"I...don't think I can consume. Hmm. I'll have to ask."
::to being:: What do you mean?
"Return shadow?"
It'd be interesting if you could. :;takes a sip:: Evac is finished, and those who required medical treatment are recovering nicely. Nice to have a break.
"I don't get tired, seemingly."
Must be nice.
ACTION: Moving slower, seemingly more intently. "Must plant/start/create the mirror/image/portait. Return from the shadow/thought/simulation. Finish what was our beginning. New Beginning.
(hmm)
"It's good to be on a planet now is it not?"
::Being:: Do you want us to use the mirror to return your friend? ::thinks for a moment:: Have we met before?
Yeah, its a nice change compared to being on a space station.
::receives report, passes a quick summary along to the captain::
ACTION: Gestures, " We Return progenitors. New genesis for life. Remake in their image.
"Do they mean to convert this entire planet?"
ACTION: Gestures, "Yes."
::being:: will this affect us
ACTION: sensors pick up an increase of energy within the field, pushing back against the anti-field.
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Thanks everyone as always.
You just aabout couldn't have planned a better cliffhanger-ish pause point
The hour actually went faster than I was expecting. Maybe it was the coffee.
If you've found coffee that speeds time, I wanna sign on as your co-author for the publication.
FYI, I'm working on a thing designing our eventual base, assuming we don't get reformated before then.
nice
Nice. I should design somethings.. or even write some.
Doing this in Space Engineers. So it's fun to actually make it a functioning base.
None here
If nothing, dismissed and goodnight everyone.
Night y'all
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Star Trek Simulation ForumHolodeck / arcadiaUSS Arcadia - Wednesdays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain Lo'AmiBetween 2/14/2024 9:07 PM and 2/14/2024 10:03 PM
Last time on USS Arcadia, our away team was in the large cavern with fake sunrises and sunsets. It is inhabited by a primitive people who clubbed and imprisoned them. ... and there are also Ferengi there trying to buy the place.
sounds about right
i think that's mostly it, we didn't make much progress
Any sim-related qs before we start?
we still can't understand the hobbits right?
They haven't said much.
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::still tied::
ACTION> there's a drum and cymbals sound in the distance. The Hobbits stop poking at the AT and scatter
That sounds...ominous.
indeed
:: Looking confused :: "I am more confused about what is going on hear than when we first landed."
ACTION> one well dressed (well, over the top dressed - colorful cloak and colorful big hat) approaches with 2 other not-quite-as-over-the-top-dressed Hobbits with smaller hats
We should probably try to treat them with respect.
Hat Hobbit> :: approaches with a big staff in hand and slowly examines the visitors ::
Excuse me, can I ask why you are keeping us captive?
Big Hat Hobbit> :: passes by the babbling Ferengi ::
"Gold?"
::bows head:: Greetings. We are from the Starship Arcadia, representing the United Federation of Planets. We mean you no harm...we wouldn't have even come here if we'd known you were living here.
BHH> :: looks around, as if not understanding anything anyone is saying ::
::shuts up::
BHH> :: bangs the staff on the ground for effect ::
::looks up at BHH::
Ferengi> :: that hurt his ears ::
::contemplates talking to BHH, decides against it::
BHH> :: walks over to Dana :: Who are you?
I am Lt Cmdr Dana Los of the Starship Arcadia.
And I am Lt. Cmdr Arizhel
BHH> LootentantCommendorDaynalAwssOffTheStarsh-ipArkadeeeah
You can call me Dana.
we come in peace
"Ensign Jasad"
::gives what he hopes is a meek but friendly smile::
BHH> The orange ear people say they bring gold. You say you bring peace. But no peace and no gold have ever come from the door.
What normally comes from the door?
BHH> Nothing ever comes from the door.
Honestly, we were intending to dig up your walls to drive our starship, but that was before we knew you lived here. It is very important to us not to disturb other peoples or steal from them.
What crimes are they exiled for?
BHH> Only the worst offenders against society in every generation have been exiled out.
We travel to different planets
Littler hat hobbit> They say words, but they do not make sense.
:: softly :: "What use do these people have for gold exactly?"
::softly back to Jasad:: Probably jewelry and decoration.
"Guess latinum is out of the question."
BHH> The door goes far. We had known that.
Is there some kind of animal that lives outside your door? The bodies of the exiles looked...very torn up.
BHH> It is cold on the other side of the door. We do not go there.
::wonders how to explain the diversification of humanoids in the galaxy to someone who didn't know other humanoids existed a few hours ago::
LHH2> They may be exiles from the other "planets"
people from other places travel willingly
We are not exiles, but explorers. We try to find new people and tell people on our planet about them.
BHH> :: examining the EVA suits ::
Those are what let us go outside the door, where it's cold and there's no air.
BHH> They are skins unlike any I have seen.
They're made just for cold airless places like outside the door. You wouldn't need them in here.
you would need something like that to survive exile on this planet
BHH> How far up the shaft are these other planets?
far past the end of the shaft
It would be many lifetimes' journey, but we can travel faster even than light.
LHH> They still say much that does not mean anything
sorry we have a very different frame of reference than you do
::is very glad that Ferengi seem to have given up groveling::
Ferengi> :: thinking through what's next ::
:: softly again :: "This situation seems a mess."
could we see more of here?
Has there ever been a time before this place existed?
BHH> This place has always existed.
You have no creation story? Most peoples we've found have stories of their world's creation.
::is also frustrated but at least they're understandable so that's something::
BHH> There is no creation because this place has always been. There is no other. This makes no sense.
::side-eyes Ferengi::
BHH> Will you? And how did you get to the other side of the door?
you came from the same place we did
And we can certainly help you with your door security.
and make sure people leave your planet alone
They want to rip up your world and make all of you slaves.
Ferengi> We are messengers of a Superior Being with Superior Earlobes.
and what happens to inferior beings with inferior earlobes?
Ferengi> We have come to bring you riches beyond your wildest imagination.
Look, can't we all try to get out of here together instead of confusing them?
of course not, that would be too easy
Ferengi> And to save you from these... murderers and rapists and the like who come back through the door.
You don't even know what they exile people for.
BHH> :: looks them over ::
((He said it was only the worst criminals.))
((oh he didn't))
((the crime is not shutting up))
((and...))
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Obviously.
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= /\ = USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1257, STARDATE 52402.12 = /\ =
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.
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Star Trek Simulation ForumHolodeck / manticoreUSS Manticore - Mondays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain McFly, Kansas KenickieBetween 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.= = USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1257, STARDATE 52402.12 = = 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. = = END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1257, STARDATE 52402.12 = =
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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::
::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::
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))
:: 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
::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
:: 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.
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.
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::
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.
:: 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::
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.
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...)?
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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.
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.
::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.
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. ))
:::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!)) 2
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
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. 1
:: 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.
:::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.
::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.
::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.
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.
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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
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
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
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.
Nite nite people
Bye everybody!
McFly
later babe
no shootout at the end of OT
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Star Trek Simulation ForumHolodeck / space-port-aegisSpace Port Aegis - Fridays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain Sylfaen, Nijil tr'KorjataBetween 2/9/2024 8:55 PM and 2/9/2024 10:04 PM
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Hello
hi
Jyl got wrangled into kiddo taxi service, so I do not know if she'll be here tonight.
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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.
::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.
"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."
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.
ACTION: Computer outputs "B-A, B-D,A-C,C-B,B-B......."totally 63 pairs
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?"
Also prepare a similarly encoded version of a baseline humanoid DNA. Terran human, they're about as common as it comes... no offense.
None taken Captain.
"Aye. Anti-wave away." :: presses a button ::
ACTION: The boarders of the field shimmer and it's expansion stops.
::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
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."
::nods::
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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Thanks everyone.
Goodnight!
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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".
= /\ = END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1256, STARDATE 52402.05 = /\ = -
Star Trek Simulation ForumHolodeck / manticoreUSS Manticore - Mondays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain McFly, Kansas KenickieBetween 2/5/2024 9:03 PM and 2/5/2024 10:17 PM
= = 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". = = END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1256, STARDATE 52402.05 = =
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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.
:: Can hear every step Bren takes as he paces, still watching the readout at Ops ::
::looking around the junkyard with his security teams::
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.))
(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.
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. ))
::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?
::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.
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::
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! 1
::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
::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...
::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
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 ::
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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
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 ::
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....::
:::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::
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. 1
:: 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.
::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.
nice work everyone and Yay my Bot worked! 1
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lol
Oh yeah and Kansas is on K-7 which is fun.
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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.
Probably in the best interest of the department and morals to keep the two separated.
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.
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...
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
Damar was drunk a lot 1
very
Cardassia is like... Nazi GermanyThen what are the Dominion?
That man was hitting the sauce a lot.
Korea
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.
Not from me.
So quote you on that
Night folks
Hmm, all the tongue sticking out emojis are smiling
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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
McFly
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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 = /\ = -
Star Trek Simulation ForumHolodeck / manticoreUSS Manticore - Mondays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain McFly, Kansas KenickieBetween 1/29/2024 9:05 PM and 1/29/2024 10:18 PM
= = 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 = =
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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 :: 1
::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.
:: 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
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:: 2
::Silently mouths cap-tain Bren Fal-iv-errrr::((Does it have a nice ring to you?)) 1
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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.... 1
I am not. But that's as it should be. I have not earned that privilege.
did I say that out loud? Oof! 1
::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
::nods back:: We take care of our agents, unlike the Order did.((by which he means 'we' leave no survivors)) 1
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.
::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...
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....
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.
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
::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))
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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!" 1
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.
hold up.... eating people?!
But, does he say Nanu Nanu?! lol
Surely you remember that plot right?
Oh for sure
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?
Mmmm Changeling juice 1
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.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...
Lol I don't have a DVR, using a streaming service.
Or should we do immediate?
either works for me!
Flip a coin.
You're GM, you decide lol
I don't have coins
Heads up 10min / Tails - Immediate
Rock Paper scissors 1
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
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Star Trek Simulation ForumHolodeck / space-port-aegisSpace Port Aegis - Fridays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain Sylfaen, Nijil tr'KorjataBetween 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.
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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?
::keeping the scans/sci info going to the AT::
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::
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))
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)
((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?
::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.
::Mimi:: Send a message you think might translate to "stand back".
"Understood. At your command."
::nods, sends message:: Message sent
::watching if she sees any change in the random lights dancing within the field.::
:: 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.
night all see ya next week
Goodnight!
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= /\ = USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1254, STARDATE 52401.22 = /\ =
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.
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Star Trek Simulation ForumHolodeck / manticoreUSS Manticore - Mondays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain McFly, Kansas KenickieBetween 1/22/2024 9:05 PM and 1/22/2024 10:16 PM
= = USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1254, STARDATE 52401.22 = = 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. = = END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1254, STARDATE 52401.22 = =
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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!
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. 1
::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. 1
:: 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.
::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
::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::
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)
(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::
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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.
+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.
((Edvenent and Glinn Tenek are not in the same place as Faldek, right?))
:: 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.
((Edvenent and Glinn Tenek are not in the same place as Faldek, right?))(( Correct, Edvenet is in the Intel Complex ))
((Edvenent and Glinn Tenek are not in the same place as Faldek, right?))((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::
::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
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::
::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 ::
@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."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...
::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.
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 1
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. 1
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. 1
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.
I also didn
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 1
This particular posting would give someone access to all levels of government offices and facilities 1
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? 1
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 1
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
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.
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
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Star Trek Simulation ForumHolodeck / excaliburUSS Excalibur - Sundays 10 ET - Command Staff: Cptn Swain, CdrMirandaHawthorneBetween 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
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
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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.
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.
"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.
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.
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?
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?"
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.
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.
"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.::
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.
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.
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.
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.::
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.
(( 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.::
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.
Ens Reynolds> Does the Captain know that? I'd think he would have spaced you if he did.
Rex> He does, yes.
"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.
"And she's already told you what needs to happen if you want to date her."
Rex> Trying to keep from cackling
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.
:: 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.
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fun stuff
You're willingly going to a place that follows DST?
You're leaving me?!
lol to both
Ah
I mean, I can't fault you for it, but I can still be mad. ;D
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Star Trek Simulation ForumHolodeck / space-port-aegisSpace Port Aegis - Fridays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain Sylfaen, Nijil tr'KorjataBetween 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.
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?"
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."
Preferably, yes.
"His what now?"
I read about it. Lets him go anywhere he wants apparently.
::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.
::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.
ACTION: Response comes from Mimi
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/
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.
None here.
Then, dismissed and Goodnight all.
Goodnight!
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Star Trek Simulation ForumHolodeck / arcadiaUSS Arcadia - Wednesdays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain Lo'AmiBetween 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
none here
ok then...
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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::
Drax> :: looks around for the other Ferengi and finds them and the Starfleet officers :: Khor! Trook!
"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?))
((I thought you took them off ))
((oh we probably did))
all the stuff> :: on the ground, a few tens of meters away where there are a bunch of hobbits fumbling with them ::
((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 ::
Hey, that's fragile!
"You think they could be activated with our voice or a code."
hobbit> :: bang, bang, bang ::
Hello?
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.
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...
"No voiceprint? Hmm."
Do you even know if they use money down here?
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::
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.
Hobbits> :: shudder at the bodies ::
Sounds great! Have any samples to show them? Since I don't think you're going to be showing them anything in this state.
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
((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 ::
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.
also i bet the ferengis are tastier
Hobbit> :: turns around at the yelling Ferengi ::
::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!
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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".
= /\ = END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1253, STARDATE 52401.15 = /\ =
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