Cdr Miranda Hawthorne

SD 1016.2016 The Second Battle of the Wormhole is underway. For the moment, the battle is an even pitch with fighting all over the battlefield. Long range sensors have detected an incoming fleet of Jem'Hadar ships, though it remains unclear if they are friend or foe. Meanwhile four groups have broken through the mainlines, headed for the wormhole on different vectors. Excalibur is leading the "Goal Keeper Squadron" along with four other Akria-class carriers. Our job will be to intercept anyone headed for the wormhole.

MISSION BRIEF: The Excalibur has arrived outside the Gamma Quadrant terminus of the wormhole, where a combined fleet of Federation, Romulan, Klingon, Bajoran, Al-Ucard and now a Scorpiad warship have taken up a defensive position in an attempt to prevent a faction of rogue Jem'Hadar from using a sub-space weapon. Long-range sensors have detected a grouping of Dominion vessels on long range sensors. They appear to be holding just outside of our range. Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM William Chocox -> ::is in engineering:: Maryse Dubois -> ::On the bridge for the moment, but that might change soon.:: Rhan K'hal -> :: at the aux tactical station opposite the 2nd chair, with all the holographic display elements set up and monitoring them :: Hunter Matheson -> ::at helm:: Rhan K'hal -> :: frowns at the dots representing the Jem'Hadar fleet :: I suppose their 1st is giving them the pre-charge pep talk. Not to mention picking apart our fleet disposition for the weak spot. William Chocox -> Damage control teams report ready Commander. Hunter Matheson -> Helm ready, Commander. Hunter Matheson -> ::glances to Gaither for verification:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::Chocox:: Thank you. ::has managed to avoid pacing for 6.3 minutes now:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::While she was on the bridge, where she *technically* belonged, Miranda found it difficult to stay put. She really wanted to be in engineering, monitoring their progress and the risky maneuver they might soon be pulling.:: Cptn Swain -> ::On the bridge, drinking tea:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::Chocox:: How about the other thing? Hunter Matheson -> :steady, even breathing as he waits::: William Chocox -> It's ready. Rhan K'hal -> :: speaking of dispositions, checks the dots belonging to the 310th to make sure they're still settled :: Rhan K'hal -> :: satisfied, leans back on the rail and watches, waits :: Hunter Matheson -> :relaxed focus::: Tandaris Admiran -> ::throws up some data on the display:: Greg and I have come up with some improvements to the intercept torpedo Cptn Swain -> What's our status? William Chocox -> Alright Tandaris Admiran -> Took forever to get him to work on wormhole calculations. He kept muttering something about "inchoate voodoo". I think the artificial wormhole gives him the willies. William Chocox -> Why? Rhan K'hal -> We're deployed in position with the overall fleet. The 310 is deployed. All departments have reported their readiness within the last 30 minutes. Jem'Hadar fleet continues to hold on the edge of long range sensors. Hunter Matheson -> ::he has a fleeting thought about "Ours not to reason why....":: Tandaris Admiran -> If you were as proud of your mastery of subspace technology as the Scorpiads are, would _you_ like to be neighbors to an artificially-created wormhole by beings that transcend time and space? William Chocox -> I guess not. Cptn Swain -> :Frowns, takes a drink of tea:: Rhan K'hal -> :: slow, metronomic tail swish :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She breathed in sharply.:: What are they waiting for? Hunter Matheson -> It's a mind game, ma'am. ::Hawthorne:: Hunter Matheson -> Typical tactic to get us unnerved. Cptn Swain -> More forces? William Chocox -> So what's the plan again? Rhan K'hal -> I imagine they're also recalculating their tactics a bit with the Al-Ucard and a powerful Scorpiad warship on hand. If they had expected to go against Alpha Quadrant forces only that would be a wrinkle. Tandaris Admiran -> ::Chocox:: The bulk of the fleet will engage their fleet. Tandaris Admiran -> We expect a smaller portion of their fleet to try to break through and reach the wormhole Maryse Dubois -> Maybe the Jem'Hadar are waiting on their orders. If it was just up to them, they would have struck by now. Tandaris Admiran -> We'll hopefully be there to stop them. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Well, it is working. ::To Hunter. She glanced at Swain.:: I certainly hope not. We have our hands full, already. Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: William Chocox -> Sounds good. Rhan K'hal -> :: swish... swoosh... swish... swoosh... swish.. swoosh... :: Maryse Dubois -> ::Notices the tail going.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::Hawthorne:: Best sit back and relax until they make a move, Commander. Anticipating makes it worse. Worst thing is to attack first. Let them attack, then you can decipher their tactics. Hunter Matheson -> Just like hand-to-hand, ma'am. Wait for your opponent's move. Hunter Matheson -> Watch his eyes. Hunter Matheson -> In this case... the eyes are probably in the second wave. Hunter Matheson -> ::mutters:: I sure wouldn't put 'em in the first wave. That's how you learn their tactics. Hunter Matheson -> Or.. the opposition's tactics. Rhan K'hal -> :: calmly amused as his tail continues to slowly go back and forth :: Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods.:: I'm sure they will want us to guess which one has the device and reveal it last second, when it's too late. Hunter Matheson -> ::Doc:: Whichever has the device should have a different signature than the others. Weapons tend to do that. Tandaris Admiran -> ::reviewing his notes from his jam session with Greg:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She drummed her fingers on the armrest.:: If we get through this, I think I'm going to have you run a hand-to-hand class, Matheson. I'm a bit rusty on fighting tactics. Hunter Matheson -> Think Commander Admiran could probably figure out which one it is. Hunter Matheson -> ::nods:: We'll get through, ma'am. No doubt about it. Rhan K'hal -> :: eyes calmly continue to sweep his holographic tactical displays, the hunter waiting for the herd to to move into position for the hunt to start :: William Chocox -> How was your conversation with Greg? Cptn Swain -> ::Finishes his tea and returns to his chair:: Maryse Dubois -> Signatures can also be faked. At least I hope in this case they aren't. Cptn Swain -> The waiting is the worst thing. Hunter Matheson -> Another point: never doubt your ability to win. Doubting lowers your chances. ::nods to Swain:: Waiting it hard, sir, but doable. Hunter Matheson -> Think of it as playing chess. Hunter Matheson -> Sit tight, look your opponent in the eye, and let him get unnerved. ::grin:: Tandaris Admiran -> Counter-productive, for the most part. He is not very happy with me. Tandaris Admiran -> But he provided some insights that may give us an edge. Rhan K'hal -> :: thinks "except in chess you don't usually have the position of losing meaning you can't go home and have a 10K+ light year trip home" :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She grumbled.:: I was always terrible at holo-chess. I was better at rigging the board so I could win. William Chocox -> That's good. I don't care what he thinks as long as it helps us win. Hunter Matheson -> ::Rigging the board works, too:: Hunter Matheson -> ::passing thought::: Cptn Swain -> ::Smirks:: Tandaris Admiran -> I basically promised that if we survive this I'll leave the quadrant and never bother him again Rhan K'hal -> :: swish... swoosh... swish... swoosh... :: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Sensors detect movement in the fleet. Hunter Matheson -> ::enjoying the rhythmic swoosh:: Hunter Matheson -> (hm... enjoying) Rhan K'hal -> :: tail stops, ears turn back :: We've got some movement Hunter Matheson -> (but it sounds the same) William Chocox -> How's that going to work? The Excalibur has been assigned to the Gamma quadrant for awhile now hasn't it? Hunter Matheson -> ::Gaither:: Stand by. Rhan K'hal -> :: leans forward at alert, watching to see exactly what's going on :: Tandaris Admiran -> ((Enjohment is the form of meditation Hunter practises when waiting for combat to start)) Cptn Swain -> ::Lifts a brow:: Bring up the tactical display. Hunter Matheson -> (works) Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Signal from fleet command to move into formation Alpha 5 Hunter Matheson -> (Pretty heavy accent, though) Rhan K'hal -> :: alters the front holo-view and expands the scope to include the tactical overview :: Tandaris Admiran -> ::just shrugs enigmatically at Chocox:: Rhan K'hal -> Incoming orders: form Alpha 5 Cptn Swain -> Bring us into position. William Chocox -> Alrighty then. Hunter Matheson -> Bringing us into Alpha 5, aye. ::swings around, slipping into place::: Rhan K'hal -> :: updates the tacdisp to show the where-the-pieces-go dots for the good guys :: William Chocox -> Or are you just hoping to never see him again? Tandaris Admiran -> Yeah, I think that feeling is mutual Tandaris Admiran -> Looks like we're moving William Chocox -> We are. Hunter Matheson -> In position, Captain. Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Rogue Fleet is moving towards the fleet, but remaining out of weapons. Hunter Matheson -> ::watching the helm sensor board for contact::: Rhan K'hal -> :: with the tactical display now up, doesn't bother to give the play-by-play :: Maryse Dubois -> Looks like it's getting ready to start... Rhan K'hal -> The start of the dance... Cptn Swain -> +Tandaris+ The fleet is moving into position. Where are you and Captain Click on a solution? Hunter Matheson -> ::NIP:: Suggest strapping in. This could get dicey. Rhan K'hal -> Sure you don't want your foam back, Gunny? Tandaris Admiran -> "Captain Click"?? Wish I'd thought of that ... +Swain+ Captain, we've made several enhancements to our plan that increase the chance of success. Maryse Dubois -> ::Gives a little giggle.:: Hunter Matheson -> No, sir. Would rather be able to see and manipulate the board. ::smirk:: Cptn Swain -> +Tandaris+ Good, because it looks like the Jem'Hadar are getting tired of waiting for us. Maryse Dubois -> Looks like I should go take my place. ::Starts towards the lift.:: Rhan K'hal -> Be safe, Doc. Hunter Matheson -> ::guessing they don't like mind games either:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Turns and smiles.:: Do the same. ::Doors close.:: Sickbay. William Chocox -> What's got their panties in a wad? Victria -> ACTION> At the first sign of movement from the Jem'Hadar, the Al-Ucardian vessels powered up shields and weaponry. Apparently tired of waiting, they shot off in formation to meet the enemy. First strike! Rhan K'hal -> (( :: is now imagining a Jem'Hadar in lacy panties, may have brain malfunction :: )) Tandaris Admiran -> They might be perturbed by your anachronistic use of gendered insults. Rhan K'hal -> The Al-Ucard never go for subtlety, do they. Maryse Dubois -> ((::facepalm::)) Tandaris Admiran -> But more likely, I suspect they have decided this is the optimum time to attack. William Chocox -> I see. Maryse Dubois -> ::Arrives in sickbay after a short TL ride.:: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> The communications light up with incoming messages as fleet command, being directed by the Constantine tries to get a handle on the situation. Cptn Swain -> ACTION> The Jem'Hadar fleet splinters as the Al-Ucard plunge into them. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Watching on the viewer, she stiffened.:: What in the... ! Rhan K'hal -> :: winces, turns the volume down on his Caitian style ear dongle :: Tandaris Admiran -> ::begins inputting several modifications to the lateral sensor array:: Cptn Swain -> Oh for the love of god. Rhan K'hal -> :: NIP :: I think the chess game just got turned into a rugby match. Cptn Swain -> @Corizon> ::Cackling on the bridge of his ship:: William Chocox -> ::looks over his console:: Hunter Matheson -> ::waiting, he nods:: Tandaris Admiran -> +K'hal+ Admiran to K'hal. Our reluctant Scorpiad ally gave me some ideas on how we can detect the subspace weapon even if its dormant aboard a Jem'Hadar ship. I'm modifying the sensors to help with this. If we get within 200,000 km of the weapon we should be able to detect which ship it's on. Cptn Swain -> Have our escorts form onto our wings, our job is to play goal keeper. Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: If you detect the signal, we'll break and make a run for it. Rhan K'hal -> +Admiran+ If it works, I'll stop mentally stop swearing at his very existence. Rhan K'hal -> :: relays the orders to the escorts :: Maryse Dubois -> ::Makes sure her staff has their orders, and then moves to an empty bed.:: Rhan K'hal -> 200K is pretty close, Cap. We'll still want an intelligence advantage if we can find one. Cptn Swain -> ACTION> A wing of Jem'Hadar fighters makes its way towards us. The Romulan and Klingon wings are engaging at near point blank with a group of battleships. William Chocox -> 200,000? Hunter Matheson -> ::consulting with Gaither on strategies for that contingency::: Rhan K'hal -> Incoming. Hunter Matheson -> ::ready for goalkeeper::: Victria -> ACTION> The black of space lit with a brilliant display of red and blue weapon's fire. The Al-Ucardian Nightstalker ships were much faster than the Jem'Hadar and favored avoidance and misdirection in their attacks. Hunter Matheson -> ::watching their spread angle::: Cptn Swain -> Tactical, fire at will Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Miranda touched her comm.:: +Medical+ Doctor, prepare yourself for wounded. We are about to engage the enemy. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> Rhan, could we use sensor probes to boost our scanning range? Cptn Swain -> Ithene> In all the mess the Dominion wouldn't even notice them. Tandaris Admiran -> ::Chocox:: I wish I could extend it further, but the problem is picking up false positives. Maryse Dubois -> +Miranda+ We are all set down here, Commander. William Chocox -> Makes sense. Hunter Matheson -> ::keeping the opposition's target in line with them, they calculate the best defense positions for goalie:: Rhan K'hal -> The specific modifications that Cdr Admiran made wouldn't be set up in the probes but it would gives a potential for detecting some stray particle emissions that we were relying on before. Cptn Swain -> ACTION> The big Galaxy and Sovereign-class starships were joining the Romulan and Klingon wings in battle, which seemed to be going fairly well. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> Could give us more of a chance. Hunter Matheson -> ::so much for Alpha 5 formation::: Cptn Swain -> << Everyone give me a number 1-20 >> Rhan K'hal -> I'll take all the data I can get, Ithene. Rhan K'hal -> (( 2 )) Hunter Matheson -> 7 William Chocox -> ((16)) Maryse Dubois -> ((Aye aye aye aye aye... Sorry had to do it.)) Maryse Dubois -> ((8)) Tandaris Admiran -> ((9)) William Chocox -> ((::feels he may have made a grave mistake going high::)) Hunter Matheson -> (Sure you want to use the word "grave"?) William Chocox -> ((I know what I said. :p Maybe I shouldn't have, but I did.)) Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Additional Jem'Hadar forces are on long range sensors, the battle is at an even pitch at the moment, four small groups have broken off the main fleet and are heading towards the area we believe to be the launching range of the weapon. Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM

SD 1009.2016 The Excalibur has arrived outside the Gamma Quadrant terminus of the wormhole, where a combined fleet of Federation, Romulan, Klingon, Bajoran, Al-Ucard and now a Scorpiad warship have taken up a defensive position in an attempt to prevent a faction of rogue Jem'Hadar from using a sub-space weapon. Long-range sensors have detected a grouping of Dominion vessels on long range sensors. They appear to be holding just outside of our range.

MISSION BRIEFING: The Scorpiad Greg has agreed to help us in our efforts to stop the rogue Jem'Hadar fleet from deploying the subspace weapon near the wormhole. With the confirmation of at least 50-60 vessels en route, and no better solutions in hand; Admiral Abronvonvich has been given the order from the Federation president to withdrawal our forces from Camelot Station and the Avalon system and join the rest of the fleet at the Gamma Quadrant Terminus of the wormhole. A small force of vessels loyal to the Hundred have arrived to protect the station and we are preparing to break orbit for perhaps the final time. Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Hunter Matheson -> ::at helm, holding position but ready to depart:: Rhan K'hal -> :: back to prowling the bridge and using his oversize PADD to interface with the computer when necessary :: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Admiral Abronvonvich has transferred his command aboard the USS Constantine and signaled the fleet to begin leaving the system. Excalibur is schedule to be among the last to leave the system. Maryse Dubois -> ::Sitting on the bridge, watching Rhan prowl about.:: Rhan K'hal -> Signal is away, we are T-48 ships to departure. Hunter Matheson -> ::listening to bridge chatter as he monitors other ships' departures:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Watching the viewscreen as the exodus begins.:: It's kind of sad... Cptn Corizon -> @::Aboard the USS Cheron, which he'd taken command of, he ordered her to make one last pass by the station, whose lights and power signatures were beginning to shut down:: Rhan K'hal -> :: stops by Maryse, puts a paw on her shoulder and gives it a reassuring squeeze :: You've been here a while. If not a home away from home, at least it's been a safe port. Don't worry, the Hundred will take good care of it. :: pauses a beat :: They want to move in, after all. Cptn Swain -> ::Takes a deep breath:: Hunter, bring us about. Hunter Matheson -> Coming about, aye. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Seated on the bridge, she checked the reports coming in from all departments with ship's readiness.:: Rhan K'hal -> :: pokes at his PADD to signal Excalibur's intentions to maneuver :: Hunter Matheson -> ::slow, measured movement as the ship turns:: Holding at three one seven mark ten, Captain. Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods with a bit of a smile.:: I know a lot of people have been wanting to return to the Alpha Quadrant, but I didn't imagine this would be the way we were going to do it. Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Cheron, Pamona, Albion, Leeds, Asuka, Nile Cavendish, Atlas and remaining forces of Carnwennan Fleet are away. Final grouping of the Courageous, Reliant, Okinawa and Vatican remaining. Greg's vessel also phases into warp along with the Al-Ucard fleet. Hunter Matheson -> ::prepares to take rear guard::: Rhan K'hal -> :: looks over the data :: We are at phase 4 of withdrawal. Cptn Swain -> ::Exhales:: Not really the way I'd wanted to leave. I am sure it's not really the way anyone wanted to leave. Cptn Swain -> ::Clears his throat:: But we have jobs to do. Hunter Matheson -> ::glances to Gaither as he verifies coordinates:: Cptn Swain -> Put us into formation. Hunter Matheson -> Moving into formation, Captain. Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Long range sensors detect an incoming group of Jem'Hadar fighters. The Hundred ships are moving to intercept. Hunter Matheson -> ::slowly slips in behind the Al-Ucard fleet:: Rhan K'hal -> :: frowns over the long range sensor data on his PADD, moves back into the swivelly aux tac and stows the PADD :: Hunter Matheson -> ::mutters a swear:: Rhan K'hal -> We've got some company, Hundred intercepting. Cptn Swain -> ::Lifts a brow:: Signal the Vatican, request orders. Hunter Matheson -> ::Gaither:: You ready? Maryse Dubois -> ::Frowns.:: Didn't take them long. Hunter Matheson -> ::he nods:: Rhan K'hal -> +Vatican+ Excalibur to Vatican, requesting orders. Hunter Matheson -> ::plugs in evasive maneuvers and brings up the friendly convoy's configuration:: Cptn Swain -> Varen> +Excalibur+ Courageous and Reliant will support you. Clean them up and then catch up. Vatican out. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She glanced to Swain briefly, then back to the main screen. She's not been in Gamma long, so hadn't an emotional attachment to the station. While she was sorry to see it go, she was looking forward to the battle ahead and a time when they would, hopefully, rejoin Starfleet in AQ.:: Rhan K'hal -> :: brings up the various tactical holo views alongside the front viewscreen :: Hunter Matheson -> ::side glance to verify those ships' positions:: Cptn Swain -> ::Sits up straighter in his chair:: You heard him. Red Alert. Bring us around, Mister Matherson. Let the Reliant and Courageous form up on our wings. Cptn Swain -> Launch fighters. Hunter Matheson -> Coming about. Aye. Hunter Matheson -> ::watching Reliant and Courageous form up::: Rhan K'hal -> :: goes to RED ALERT, contacts d'Au, and gives Reliant and Courageous the formation :: Rhan K'hal -> Fighters launching. :: momentary pause :: Reliant and Courageous moving into positions. Hunter Matheson -> ::facing the attacking fleet straight on:: Hunter Matheson -> ::has an itch to plow right through them, but calms down:: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Around a dozen vessels are in the approaching formation. The small Hundred group has broken off their intercept run and pulled into formation with our ships. Cptn Swain -> ACTION> The remaining Federation fleet jumps to warp behind us. Rhan K'hal -> :: tweaks and ear :: The Hundred are well trained, they have also moved into position. Vatican fleet is away. Hunter Matheson -> (good thing I c/p) Cptn Swain -> Open a channel. Rhan K'hal -> :: tap tappity tap :: Channel open, sir. Maryse Dubois -> ::Turns to face her console.:: Cptn Swain -> +Rogue Fleet+ This is Captain Asher Swain of the USS Excalibur to approaching vessels. This sector is off-limits to unauthorized personnel. Leave now and you will live. Stay and we will be forced to use deadly force. Cptn Swain -> ::Glances to Rhan:: Any response? Victria -> ACTION> The sleek Al-Ucardian fighters spread out among the other ships, falling into positions where they could provide support. One formed up in the grouping with Excalibur and jumped to warp shortly after the Federation ships. Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Rogue fleet moves into attack posture, weapons and shields armed. They will be entering weapons range in 5 minutes. Rhan K'hal -> :: Caitian variety earpiece in place, has nothing :: Based on the fact they just moved into attack position, I think their response is not repeatable in polite company, Captain. Maryse Dubois -> Victory is life, after all. Cptn Swain -> ::Frowns:: Very well people. We have a job to do. Hunter Matheson -> ::his face twists into the same smirk he gets whenever they enter a battle::: Cptn Swain -> Tactical, stand by forward weapons. Helm, attack pattern theta 9. Have the fighters spread out. Hunter Matheson -> Attack pattern Theta 9, Aye. Hunter Matheson -> Engaging. Rhan K'hal -> :: watches the fighters move as the 310's flight ops is cued into bridge orders :: Fighters in position. Sorehl -> @ :::acquainting himself with recent events and the tactical situation at hand::: Cptn Swain -> How long until they enter weapons range? Rhan K'hal -> :: check :: Weapons range in 56 seconds. Hunter Matheson -> ::closing the gap, slowly but surely::: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> We enter their weapons range just ahead of our own. The Rogue ships fire several salvos before breaking into smaller attack groups at high speed. Cptn Swain -> ACTION> At atrociously high speeds, they knife through our small line and head straight for a largely defenseless Camelot. Hunter Matheson -> ::mutters:: Yeah, this is gonna be sweet.... ::grin::: Rhan K'hal -> :: letting the officer at tactical deal out the pew pew pews, is doing all the coordination; bounces around a bit at the first salvo :: Rhan K'hal -> Looks like they're more interested in the station. Hunter Matheson -> ::not surprised:: Cptn Swain -> Bring us about, match their speed. Cptn Swain -> Fire at will. Hunter Matheson -> Coming about.. matching speed. Sorehl -> @ :::looking up from recent reports to KVorlag::: Semil did not reveal why he thought the wormhole and environs was targeted? Hunter Matheson -> Taking the lead's vector. Rhan K'hal -> :: increases IDF power availability momentarily for the hard about and speed increase :: Hunter Matheson -> ::holding steady at their vector, just within weapons range::: Rhan K'hal -> In firing position... now. Sorehl -> @ :::continues::: It would appear they intend to threaten Federation targets in an effort to force a response from Odo himself. Hunter Matheson -> ::closes in::: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Part of the main fleet breaks off to engage us, while the others continue on towards Camelot. Rhan K'hal -> Tac> :: fires at will :: Rhan K'hal -> We don't have all of them engaged, they're trying to keep us busy. Sorehl -> @ Logically, they suppose this might end the splendid isolation of the Link itself. Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Excalibur takes several pot shots, but one of the Hundred fighters is not so lucky and blows up, forcing Courageous to dodge wildly to miss debris, flying extremely close to Excalibur. Rhan K'hal -> :: highlights the speeders on the tactical view that are heading to Camelot :: Rhan K'hal -> Whoa whoa whoa Gunny watch to port Maryse Dubois -> ::Winces at the bright flash from the viewscreen.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::evasives:: I got it, Sir. Cptn Swain -> ::grabs his chair:: Victria -> ACTION> The faster Al-Ucardian ships break off to intercept the Rogue forces, engaging them before they can reach Camelot. While not possessing greater firepower, the Al-Ucardian ships were highly maneuverable and served to slow down the rogue Jem'Hadar to give the Federation ships time to reach them. Hunter Matheson -> ::dives to starboard, then comes up under (if there is one in space) the attackers:: Cptn Swain -> Let the Hundred and our fighters handle these guys. Helm, put us on course for the other group. Cptn Swain -> Full speed ahead. Hunter Matheson -> Flank speed, aye. Sorehl -> @ :::considers::: Extending that logic... the attack might not stop at the wormhole... Rhan K'hal -> Al'Ucard have slowed them down for us, but if we want to avoid scratches in Camelot's paint job we'd better put an end to this quickly. Hunter Matheson -> ::comes about, targeting the "other" group::: Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: Full power to the engines. Target the attackers with Quantum Torpedoes. Hunter Matheson -> Captain, suggest duck shooting. We are at flank speed, sir. Rhan K'hal -> :: does some give and take with Engineering to get a 105% to impulse :: Cptn Swain -> ::Had rather hoped to save those for the battle head, but he wasn't going to let them damage Camelot:: Hunter Matheson -> ::pushes it to the limit:: Cptn Swain -> ::Considers:: Hunter, can you give me a brief warp burst? Rhan K'hal -> Tac> Enemy ships targeted, Captain. Cptn Swain -> Put us right in front of them? Hunter Matheson -> Aye, sir. In five.. .four... three... two... ::push::: Hunter Matheson -> ::drop:: Coming about. Maryse Dubois -> ::Hangs onto something.:: Rhan K'hal -> :: barely has time to flatten his ears before Hunter does the maneuver :: Hunter Matheson -> Ship's not exactly happy, but she'll deal. Hunter Matheson -> ::swallows away that queasy feeling::: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> We have a bunch of SFX for the next couple episodes, if you hadn't noticed! Excalibur jumps to warp for a matter of seconds, just long enough to overtake the group of four or five ships, but it puts a pretty big strain on the IDF. Rhan K'hal -> :: adjusts the sensors to compensate for the warp "slur" so targeting will not be effected :: Cptn Swain -> Fire! Rhan K'hal -> Tac> :: fires! :: Rhan K'hal -> :: hugs his console, and not because he's suddenly overly fond of it :: Sorehl -> @ :::analyzing the pattern of attack::: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Excalibur unleashes a volley of torpedoes on the rogue vessels, destroying three of them and disabling a fourth. The remaining vessels break off their attacks and jump to warp. Hunter Matheson -> ::he and Gaither are strapped in, plus they pretty much know what it's going to be like:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Holds on tight, gritting her teeth as they engage. She could almost hear the whine in the engines.:: Rhan K'hal -> :: phews, lets go :: 3 of 4 destroyed, 1 of 4 heavily damaged. Remaining vessels are heading for the hills. Hunter Matheson -> ::evades the scraps as they fly by::: Maryse Dubois -> ::sighs:: Sorehl -> @ :::observing no sign of Merlin or alternate objective::: Rhan K'hal -> Courageous and Reliant are just catching up. Apparently they're not used to the Swain Maneuver. :: grins :: Hunter Matheson -> ::snort:: Cptn Swain -> ::Smirks:: Cptn Swain -> I tried that once before, on a smaller ship. Cptn Swain -> MY X-OH made me promise never to do it in his presence again. Rhan K'hal -> :: notes Engineering has already dialed back on the impulse power and is sending angry text messages about that warp jump :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She looked to Swain.:: There's a reason for that. Victria -> ACTION> With the Jem'Hadar driven off, the Al-Ucardian ships regroup showing no damage or lost ships. Hunter Matheson -> ::Swain:: Excal's sweet, Skipper. She'll hold up against another, if you need it. Don't suggest a third, though. Maryse Dubois -> Oh please no. Rhan K'hal -> :: sends regards to the Al-Ucard and Hundred for their assistance :: Cptn Swain -> I'll try not to do that again. Hunter Matheson -> ::grin:: Aye, sir. Cptn Swain -> Though, I suppose we should be getting under away. Signal to the Hundred they have our thanks, and to the Al-Ucard as well. Rhan K'hal -> Niceties already sent, sir. Cptn Swain -> As soon as the birds are back aboard, we'll leave the system to join the rest of the fleet. Sorehl -> @ :::returns to review of Admiran's engineering assessment of countermeasures::: Hunter Matheson -> ::checks with Gaither, then waits for the order:: Cptn Swain -> Hunter, give us a final fly by of the station. Hunter Matheson -> Aye, sir. Buzzing the tower.... Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She glanced to the station again, then to Swain.:: Arden? Rhan K'hal -> :: keeps an eye on the fighters as they hop back aboard :: Rhan K'hal -> Not too close, Gunny, I don't think d'Aubigné wants her pilots to be doing anything fancy after all that. Hunter Matheson -> No, Sir. ::Rhan:: We're safe. Can we get blinking lights? Hunter Matheson -> ::slow goodbye::: Rhan K'hal -> :: watches the last wing file in one-by-one :: The 310 is stowed, Captain. Cptn Swain -> ::Miranda:: Aboard the Cheron with Corizon. Cptn Swain -> I figured it was the safest place for him. Maryse Dubois -> ::Sighs as she watches the station.:: Cptn Swain -> He wanted to come with us. Cptn Swain -> ::Smirks:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She nodded.:: We both know why that wasn't a good idea. Rhan K'hal -> :: turns off the tactical view, engages the 360° holo-view to give a full view of Camelot Cptn Swain -> ::He nodded:: He's not happy about it, but Corizon helped me help him understand. Hunter Matheson -> ::banking so the bridge has full view of Camelot station:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Better for both of you that way. ::She couldn't help but throw a glance toward Ithene's station.:: Cptn Swain -> ::Straightens his uniform:: Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::Returning the glance:: Cptn Swain -> Well, I think it's about time for us to get underway then. Cptn Swain -> Signal the Al-Ucard fleet and the Courageous and Reliant to go to warp. Cptn Swain -> We'll follow them. Hunter Matheson -> ::checks helm status:: Rhan K'hal -> :: returns to the standard "screen view" :: Aye, sir. :: contacts said ships, passes along the go ahead :: Hunter Matheson -> ::Prepares for warp in rear guard:: Cptn Swain -> Engage. Hunter Matheson -> Engaging... Rhan K'hal -> :: watches the Al-U form up and warp off smartly, and then the Courageous and Reliant sip off :: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Excalibur jumps to warp, leaving Camelot all alone in the night. Hunter Matheson -> ::pats helm like it's a beautiful woman::: Rhan K'hal -> It may end up being "goodbye," but we'll hope for "so long for now." Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM

SD 1002.2016 The Scorpiad Greg has agreed to help us in our efforts to stop the rogue Jem'Hadar fleet from deploying the subspace weapon near the wormhole. With the confirmation of at least 50-60 vessels en route, and no better solutions in hand; Admiral Abronvonvich has been given the order from the Federation president to withdraw our forces from Camelot Station and the Avalon system and join the rest of the fleet at the Gamma Quadrant Terminus of the wormhole. A small force of vessels loyal to the Hundred have arrived to protect the station and we are preparing to break orbit for perhaps the final time.

MISSION BRIEF: The last evacuees have left the system and the military forces are beginning to finish final preparations. There continues to be some conversation about whether or not we will abandon Camelot completely or leave a small force behind. President Nanietta Bacco is expected to address the Federation within hours to address the issue. Long range sensor beacons near to the wormhole have detected what could be a force of ships loyal to the rogue faction, but as of the start of tonight we do not have any firm information. A group of Al-Ucard vessels has entered sensor range of Camelot as well. Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> ::On the bridge for the first time in a few days:: Maryse Dubois -> ::On the bridge, standing by the railing.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::at aux helm, filling in Gaither re: settings and testing protocols:: Rhan K'hal -> :: exiting cargo bay 3, his last stop on a tour of the facilities to make sure everything has been stored properly :: KVorlag -> @ :: arms folded, scowling at the Round Table :: Maryse Dubois -> ((Do we still have the god awful padding on the helm? lol )) Hunter Matheson -> ::runs a simulation:: Cptn Corizon -> @::On the command deck of Camelot, having been summoned at the sight of Al-Ucard cruisers:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> How did the meeting with the executives go? ::Looking to Swain from her usual chair.:: Cptn Swain -> Well I always wanted to leave the Gamma Quadrant but... I don't know if this is how. Rhan K'hal -> :: pops into the lift and orders it up to the bridge :: Cptn Swain -> ::Sighs:: We'll be getting underway as soon as the President's address is broadcast. Tandaris Admiran -> ::also heading to the bridge, gets aboard Rhan's lift a few decks later:: Rhan K'hal -> :: nods :: Commander. Hunter Matheson -> (brb) KVorlag -> @ :: pacing, uncertain of the reports being received :: Maryse Dubois -> I don't think anyone wanted to leave like this. Tandaris Admiran -> ::nods back:: Triple or quadruple? Maryse Dubois -> ::Leaning on the railing.:: Cptn Corizon -> @ Send a signal in the clear to the approaching fleet that they can enter Camelot space. Give them clearance to dock if they need to. Have their commanding office come aboard as soon as they arrive. Hunter Matheson -> (bak) Rhan K'hal -> :: ear twist :: Are we talking caffeine consumption? If so I'm on 8. Hunter Matheson -> ::checks the latest on the status of the wormhole and there's nothing new:: Tandaris Admiran -> No, but good guess. I meant checks. Tandaris Admiran -> I'm at quadruple myself. Quadruple-checked everything. Tandaris Admiran -> The Jem'Hadar better show up soon. Cptn Swain -> Command is still unsure of Tandaris' plan; so for now the plan is to put as many ships between the Rogue Jem'Hadar and the wormhole and hope we can intercept them. Rhan K'hal -> Ah, yeah at quadruple. Now I can start twiddling my thumbs. Rhan K'hal -> :: exits lift onto the bridge as the doors swish open :: KVorlag -> @ :: muttering :: Romulans, Keevan, Semil, and now Al-Ucard... Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She snorted.:: In a battle of numbers, we will lose. Most of ours have been evacuated. Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Sensors detect a small fleet of Al-Ucard vessels entering the Avalon system, though no one seems too alarmed about them. Tandaris Admiran -> ::follows K'hal out: Maryse Dubois -> The only problem is if they are successful in their attack on the wormhole, there will be a lot of ships stuck on this side of the galaxy. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She nodded in agreement with Maryse.:: Yes, permanently. Rhan K'hal -> :: slips into the swiveling aux-tactical, immediately sees the Al-Ucard :: Camelot's going to need to hand out parking permits if this keeps up. Cptn Swain -> Well we're able to give up ours. ::Leans back into his chair:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::sidles up towards Hawthorne:: Commander, everything is in place for us to execute either of the plans for dealing with the subspace weapon. Maryse Dubois -> ::Notices Rhan and Tandaris had joined them on the bridge.:: Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Heads to Round Table room:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She didn't want to think about what their life would be like if that happened. Not only would they be in the minority, but they would soon be out of resources. She glanced up as Tandaris appeared.:: What chance of success do you give them? Rhan K'hal -> :: tail windshield-wipers, for a bit as he checks through everything going on out there :: Hunter Matheson -> ::continues preflight checks while listening to bridge chatter:: Tandaris Admiran -> The safer one? Very slim. It depends on too many variables we can't predict. Tandaris Admiran -> The crazy one actually has a reasonable chance of success, but of course the consequences of failure are exponentially greater. Cptn Swain ->::Hunter:: Once we've completed pre-flight, break us loose from the station and take us to holding area 3. Maryse Dubois -> ::Tries not to think too much about it, but then a few images of a flotilla pops into her head.:: That would be a nightmare... Hunter Matheson -> ::stops, then swivels to listen in case helm needs to change strategy for contingencies::: Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Enters the round table room for what he considered could be the last time:: Hunter Matheson -> Aye, Captain. Cptn Corizon -> @ Governor. KVorlag -> @ :: looks around the room, remembering debates of old :: KVorlag -> @ :: seeing Corizon :: What news? Cptn Corizon -> @ It seems like yesterday that we'd just opened this place. ::Smiles:: Hunter Matheson -> ::swivels back:: Preflight complete, requesting departure. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> As I assumed. ::She frowned and glanced to the main viewer.:: It will likely come to the latter. Starfleet is attempting to set up a blockade with the few resources we have available to us. Thankfully, we have the support of unlikely allies behind us, otherwise it would be hopeless. Rhan K'hal -> :: makes sure the airlock is closed and Excalibur security is on the right side of the door :: Cptn Corizon -> @ The Al-Ucard fleet has arrived; once the President gives her address Admiral Abronvonvich will give the final evacuation order for the station. Tandaris Admiran -> ACTION> Pretty much every alarm goes off at once as a G'jak-class Scorpiad battlestar unphases from subspace on Camelot's doorstep. Hunter Matheson -> Going to ship power. Docking clamps released. Cptn Corizon -> @ If we win I suppose we'll have another fifty round debate on whether to return or not. Cptn Corizon -> @ Semil -- of all people -- has agreed to dispatch a small force to guard it. Rhan K'hal -> Holy cow, Scorpiad G'jak class just popped out of subspace! KVorlag -> @ :: grunts :: The Hundred... they were always more interested than the Dominion in this place? Hunter Matheson -> ::hearing the alarms, he is attentive to further orders but continues::: Moving to holding area three. Maryse Dubois -> Well that's unexpected. ::Looks over to Tandy.:: Friend of yours? Cptn Corizon -> @ Ironic, isn't it. KVorlag -> @ Is that... Vorta coming here? Hunter Matheson -> ::Nods to Gaither to prepare for diversionary tactics::: Cptn Swain -> :Lifts a brow:: Tandaris Admiran -> ACTION> For some reason the Scorpiad ship is showing signs of recent battle damage. Couldn't imagine why. Cptn Swain -> Alert stations. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Looks up as the alert sirens sound:: Cptn Corizon -> @ Now what. Tandaris Admiran -> ::Maryse:: We better hope so. Tandaris Admiran -> ::takes the engineering station:: Hunter Matheson -> Holding area 3 accomplished, Captain. Going to alert protocols. KVorlag -> @ :: hears the alert :: Cptn Swain -> Bring us about. Maryse Dubois -> ::Takes a seat by Rhan.:: Well if they are, I hope you told the Al-Ucard. Hunter Matheson -> Coming about.. Tandaris Admiran -> The who—you mean the Al-Ucard have put in an appearance as well? Tandaris Admiran -> Oh dear. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Motions for K'V to follow him to the bridge:: Rhan K'hal -> :: pulls up the holographic tactical overlay, scans the Scorpiad ship :: Yep, and they have a whole fleet. Tandaris Admiran -> This could get awkward. Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods.:: They popped in a little bit ago. Cptn Swain -> Well hopefully the treaty we helped sign will hold them at bay. KVorlag -> @ :: shrugs on his battle cloak, follows :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Isn't having them in the same space... ah... bad? ::Looking to Swain.:: Did the Scorpiad say they were sending support? Cptn Swain -> ::Glances at Tandaris, then to Miranda:: No, but I have a feeling a certain spotted Engineer knows more than he's letting on. Hunter Matheson -> ::picks off the last bit of glue from the previous layers of foam on the console::: Tandaris Admiran -> ::Swain:: I _did_ mention I was going to try to contact G'jj;k. I asked you to warn people. Hunter Matheson -> ::and it's all clean:: Holding position, Captain. Cptn Swain -> Corizon thought it best if we didn't get anyone's hopes up. Cptn Swain -> Or worries. Cptn Swain -> One of the two. Cptn Swain -> I was pretty tired by that point. Cptn Corizon -> @ Status report? Tandaris Admiran -> ACTION> The Scorpiad ship hails Excalibur. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She turned to stare at Tandaris.:: You contacted *that* Scorpiad? The one that stranded you? Rhan K'hal -> Incoming hail from the ship. Cptn Swain -> They're calling us? Rhan K'hal -> They are indeed. Cptn Swain -> ::Sighs:: Corizon is going to be hurt. Cptn Swain -> Put them on, but broadcast it to Camelot. Maryse Dubois -> ::Tries not to facepalm.:: I thought we were done dealing with him. Rhan K'hal -> :: sets up the forward, brings it on screen :: On screen, sir. KVorlag -> @ :: puts his comm face on, pretty much the same scowl he usually uses :: Cptn Corizon -> @Arden> A Scorpiad warship has joined us. Friends of yours? Tandaris Admiran -> ::Hawthorne:: I don't know any other Scorpiads. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Scowls:: I didn't think Tandaris' plan would work. One day I will learn to not let him to do things. Cptn Corizon -> @ Inform the Al-Ucard fleet that they're not to engage them. Rhan K'hal -> :: looks up at the familiar... "face" :: Tandaris Admiran -> G'jj;k> ::shows up onscreen, looking pissed (if you can read Scorpiad facial expressions, that is):: Give me Admiran. Cptn Corizon -> @Arden> They're hailing the Excalibur, who's putting it through to us. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Why in the fu... ::She cut off abruptly as the Scorpiad appeared on screen.:: Maryse Dubois -> ::frowns at the viewscreen.:: KVorlag -> @ :: preferred having the Scorpiad on the other end of a disrupter, the Al-Ucard merely with a close eye :: Cptn Swain -> Hi Greg. ::Deadpan:: Cptn Swain -> He's here, but I am the commanding officer of this vessel. I am sure you understand hierarchy. I've been led to believe your people really have a thing for it. Tandaris Admiran -> Greg> Do you know what he's done? Maryse Dubois -> ::Quietly.:: Wish he choked on a poisoned vole... Tandaris Admiran -> ::that uncomfortable feeling you get when people are talking about you in the third person while you're in the same room:: Rhan K'hal -> :: tail flicks in amusement at Maryse's comment :: Cptn Swain -> Today? Not really. Had a coffee I suppose. Maybe tea. Maryse Dubois -> ::Trying not to giggle at Swain's reply.:: KVorlag -> @ :: remembers quite a few days starting badly with Dominion, Al-Ucard, and Scorpiad ships all in one place ::: Cptn Corizon -> @ ::KVorlag:: Swain's a little more... swarthy than I'd expected. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ACTION> A brief and begrudging message came from the lead Al-Ucardian vessel stating that they would not obliterate the Scorpiad vessel at this time. For now. But no promises. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Glances down at the message from the Al-Ucard fleet, and grins:: Rhan K'hal -> :: checks the incoming message, smirks; forwards it to Hawthorne and Swain :: KVorlag -> @ :: grunting laugh toward Corizon's comment :: Cptn Swain -> So, what do we owe the pleasure Greg? In case you've been burrowed in a hole somewhere, we're actually about to head out for a bit of a walk. Semil -> Al-Ucard Fleet> :: requests permission to send a diplomatic ship to the station :: Tandaris Admiran -> Greg> Admiran has managed to insinuate that I am plotting against the Empress in such a way that some of her guard have actually taken the threat seriously. I barely escaped Scorpiad space with my life. My limbs are another story. Tandaris Admiran -> ACTION> The transmission from the Scorpiad ship zooms out slightly, revealing that Greg is now missing an arm (he still has 3). Rhan K'hal -> :: barely represses the urge to say "aww" in a sarcastic manner :: Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Lifts a brow, he'd expected Victria, not some functionary. Maybe she didn't care anymore? Grants them permission:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::low whistle:: (q) Oops. KVorlag -> @ :: listening in, always more adept at intrigue than outright battle :: Hunter Matheson -> ::keeping tabs on the ships' positions, judging their capabilities, and plotting various attack and defense maneuvers:: Cptn Swain -> ::Lifts a brow:: Well, I am sure Tandaris didn't mean you any harm, Greg. I'll be sure to discuss with him the finer points of diplomacy as a reminder, though. Maryse Dubois -> ::Gives a little smirk.:: Semil -> Al-Ucard Fleet> :: small shuttle dispatches, heading in toward station unshielded :: KVorlag -> @ :: shakes head :: Years of quiet and now all the neighbors drop in. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Nods:: I hope someone at least brought a jello mold. Tandaris Admiran -> Greg> Unacceptable. You will give me Admiran, now. ::clicks claws:: Rhan K'hal -> :: pulls out an extra PADD from the slot in the console, taps onto it "Is it bad that I'm enjoying this, a lot?" and hands it over to Maryse :: Cptn Swain -> ::Considers:: No, sadly as much as he can be a headache protocol dictates that I not turn over my officers whenever someone asks for them. Especially someone with a history of being less than reliable where their safety is involved. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::A bit pleased that Greg hadn't escaped unscathed. She made another mental point by Tandaris' name. Only nine more to go and he gets a free pizza.:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Takes PADD, reading. Can't help but smile. Quietly replies.:: In this instance, no not at all. Cptn Swain -> So, if you've come all this way for him I am afraid you're going to be disappointed. I would also suggest you take a look around, I am sure the Al-Ucard vessels that just arrived would be more than happy to return you to the Empress... in pieces. Tandaris Admiran -> Greg> I warned him I would betray him. He was resourceful to escape with his life. Semil -> Al-Ucard Shuttle> :: moves into position according to Camelot flight plan, transmit coordinates for four to beam over to VIP Transporters on Deck 2 :: Cptn Swain -> Sounds like a personal problem. Rhan K'hal -> :: nice feral grin at Maryse's reply, settles in to see how this turns out :: Maryse Dubois -> I almost wish we could have popcorn for this. Hunter Matheson -> (funny you should mention it) Tandaris Admiran -> Greg> ::genuinely not understanding that he did anything wrong, or why everyone is making this much harder than it needs to be:: I fear the slaves even less than I fear death. Admiran has upset months of plans, destroyed strategy. My allies are in shambles. ::leans forward:: I believe Admiran taught me this expression—"nothing to lose"? Maryse Dubois -> ((haha)) KVorlag -> @ :: watching the exchange, noting the relative position of ships onscreen :: Rhan K'hal -> (( ack, afk )) Tandaris Admiran -> ::clears his throat:: Captain, if I may interject? Cptn Swain -> ::Smirks:: Well, I am sorry that your little rebellion didn't work out, but as I said Commander Admiran won't be joining you today. I rather need him. Cptn Swain -> ::Pauses:: Cptn Swain -> Very well. KVorlag -> @ :: watching multi-colored dots swirl in the holographic display at center :: Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Lifts an ear:: Tandaris don't be foolish, Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Makes a motion for Ardent to bring the weapon systems online:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::steps forward, waves:: H-Hi, Greg. Nice to see you again. You look … toned. Working out? Semil -> Al-Ucard Shuttle> :: ready to transport diplomatic team :: Tandaris Admiran -> Anyway, I was just wondering if you were wondering why we're all gathered here today. ::gestures around:: We're leaving, you see. The Federation, that is. Pulling out of the quadrant. I just had to say goodbye. KVorlag -> @ :: curious :: Semil -> Al-Ucard Shuttle> :: after proper scans and permissions, transports a team of four to the secure pad on Camelot, Deck 2 :: Tandaris Admiran -> Greg> Your garrulous tongue bored me when we were captives and bores me now. Rhan K'hal -> ((bak)) Tandaris Admiran -> Unfortunately, there are some rogue Jem'Hadar who are not that happy to see us get away cleanly, and they're hoping to cut us off by destroying the wormhole. Rhan K'hal -> :: expects Greg to say "good" waits to see if he's right :: Tandaris Admiran -> Greg> You mean the fleet of 57 Jem'Hadar warships approaching this system at Warp 9? Yes, we noticed them. How is this my problem? Hunter Matheson -> ::wonders if there's a pool on that::: Semil -> @ Al-Ucard Diplomats> :: arriving onstation, being secured and cleared :: Rhan K'hal -> :: takes notes :: Cptn Corizon -> @ ::lifts a brow:: Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Looks over at K'Vorlag:: Hunter Matheson -> ::glance to Gaither, and he nods, getting the idea::: Tandaris Admiran -> Well, I was just thinking that if you take just me, you're not fixing anything, are you? I mean you can get revenge, but it's not like pointing at me is going to restore your name. KVorlag -> @ :: concerned at so precise, and large, the number of incoming ships is :: Semil -> Al-Ucard Diplomat> :: ushered into Round Table Conference Room and told to wait :: Tandaris Admiran -> On the other hand, if you helped us prevent the collapse of the wormhole and safely shepherded the Federation out of this area of the galaxy, that might score you some power points back home, hmm? Tandaris Admiran -> ::learned enough about Scorpiad society, and how Greg in particular thinks, from spending months alone with him:: Cptn Corizon -> @ ::has a note about the Al-Ucard representative arriving and slips off the Command deck:: Semil -> Al_Ucard Diplomat> :: looks to the other members who beamed over, assumes note of their arrival has been forwarded :: Does it look the same? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Nearly chokes, wondering if the Scorpiad was being truthful. She sent a message to Rhan to give her a view of long range sensors.:: Tandaris Admiran -> Greg> Is this what you call brownmail? You're brownmailing ME? I was destroying entire Dominion worlds when your Federation was still stumbling around the Alpha Quadrant. Sorehl -> @ ::: draws down his hood, hearing the Al-Ucard diplomat ::: It looks... indeed remarkably unchanged. Rhan K'hal -> :: forwards the view Miranda wants to her side-console :: Cptn Swain -> ::Looks over at the Trill coolly, before turning his attention to the screen again:: KVorlag -> @ :: follows :: Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Enters the Round Table room:: Sorehl? Tandaris Admiran -> ::frowns:: Well, I mean, if stopping a tiny subspace weapon and showing us the door out is too much for you to handle…. Hunter Matheson -> ::sends message to Hawthorne, indicating that helm is ready for anything::: Cptn Swain -> (( Five minute warning )) Sorehl -> @ :::careful pause, uncertain of the title, goes with terseness::: Corizon. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Acknowledges Kal's message and looks to long range sensors, tying them into the station's to give them a boost.:: Tandaris Admiran -> What's it going to be, Greg? Get some revenge, or claw back some status? _You_ have nothing to lose? Take a look at our situation. Things aren't looking up for me either. KVorlag -> @ :: almost boisterous :: They said you were gone! And here you are, as warm and live as ever! Hunter Matheson -> ::checking master set::: Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Lifts an ear:: Well... I am sure there's a story here, but welcome back. Sorehl -> @ :::looks at the Klingon::: And you are unchanged, as well Governor. As your predilection for irrelevancy indicates. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Little disappointed Victria wasn't with them, though perhaps she was still aboard the Al-Ucard fleet:: Tandaris Admiran -> Greg> ::hisses and clicks rapidly:: I will consider your proposal. ::cuts the comm:: Rhan K'hal -> :: impressed at Tandaris' attempt to win Greg over, even if it's borrowing a wolf to attack a panther :: Sorehl -> @ :::reads a possible note of disappointment from the Daemon::: Thank you. Rhan K'hal -> Well, at least he got the pleasure of hanging up on you, Commander. Cptn Swain -> ::Tandaris:: You started civil war? Cptn Swain -> Do you know how much paper work this is going to be? Tandaris Admiran -> I thought if we died I might get off the hook? KVorlag -> @ :: pleased, despite himself :: Victria -> @ ::Pushes back her hood to reveal herself as one of those that beamed to the station. She turned her icy blue gaze to Corizon.:: Tandaris Admiran -> And if we don't, then a little paperwork is a small price to pay. Cptn Swain -> ::Frowns:: You're going to fill it all out yourself. Sorehl -> @ :::gestures to Victria::: I believe you know my host. Tandaris Admiran -> ACTION> The Scorpiad ship phases back into subspace, though sensors suggest it hasn't actually gone anywhere. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Brightens, despite himself:: Victria. I wasn't sure you'd come, personally. Rhan K'hal -> :: Miranda :: I've got the sensors stretched as far as they'll go. I can't verify the numbers he gave so offhand but it does look like something's there. Sorehl -> @ :::glancing around, almost uncertainly::: I was told you might be... looking for me. Tandaris Admiran -> ::feels his heart-rate come down to "ohmygodohmygodohmygod" levels from "wtfwtfwtfwtfwtf" levels:: And I gladly accept that if we get out of this alive. Tandaris Admiran -> Besides, it's not like Greg wasn't going to start the war himself. I just … gave him a little nudge. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She swore at Rhan's news.:: I was afraid of that. I didn't think the Scorpiad were known for exaggerating. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Smiles:: Yes, Captain. You remember the Merlin device? Well... some things should stay burried. Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: Very well. KVorlag -> @ :: were he inclined to levity, he'd be saying something about a family reunion:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Smiles.:: I would expect anything less from this point. Victria -> @ ::Inclines her head toward Sorehl, still looking to Corizon.:: This was an important matter that impacts us all. Sorehl -> @ :::his visage as impassive as ever, yet seems somehow more grave::: Indeed. Cptn Swain -> ...and... Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She turned to frown at Tandaris.:: That wasn't in any of your proposals. Cptn Corizon -> @ Well, I am glad to have you all back just the same. Captain, I believe there are some people on the Excalibur you should speak to. Cptn Corizon -> Victria... If you wouldn't mind waiting... the others should be here soon for our last tactical planning sessions. Sorehl -> @ :::nods, out of uniform::: As always, I am here to serve. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Considers:: I wonder if we should invite the Scorpiads or if they're not staying for dinner. Rhan K'hal -> :: Maryse :: I already have the "Hawthorne needs tea" quick button, should I program one for popcorn now? Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM

SD 0925.2016 The last evacuees have left the system and the military forces are beginning to finish final preparations. There continues to be some conversation about whether or not we will abandon Camelot completely or leave a small force behind. President Nanietta Bacco is expected to address the Federation within hours to address the issue. Long range sensor beacons near to the wormhole have detected what could be a force of ships loyal to the rogue faction, but as of the start of tonight we do not have any firm information. A group of Al-Ucard vessels has entered sensor range of Camelot as well.

MISSION BRIEF: Swain has informed his crew that they believe an attempt to close the wormhole is likely; though exact timing remains uncertain. Efforts are being made to finish evacuating the Quadrant of Federation personnel, and discussions are still underway about the future of Camelot itself. A large armed force has been assembled both at the wormhole terminus and at Camelot. Excalibur's engineers are continuing to work, now with the full resources of Camelot on possible counter measures, while the rest of the crew assists in evacuation and prepping the Excalibur for combat. Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> ::Letting the war planning go on without him, for a moment, he'd returned to Excalibur to take a quick nap, shower and eat. Arden had also commanded him to shave.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::on the bridge, collaborating with engineering regarding helm/nav specifications needed to pull this off::: Hunter Matheson -> ::and several alternative settings, just in case:: NDak -> @::Headed towards the Romulan wing of the station.:: William Chocox -> ((Where're the engineers?)) Tandaris Admiran -> ((Guess)) Hunter Matheson -> ::hull stress, IDS concerns, that kind of stuff:: Cptn Corizon -> ((In the library, with the hyperspanner?)) Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::While none of the scenarios that engineering had come up with were the water-tight alternative that she'd been hoping for, Miranda had to admit that they'd at least *tried*. She sighed as she closed out the latest report, glancing up from her seat on the bridge. The view of the station was on screen and she watched the action for a moment, tracking the incoming ships.:: Rhan K'hal -> :: having practically moved in at the auxiliary tactical station to the lower left of the CO chair, is using the experience from the gravitational anomalies transit to more permanently tie together some systems for better on-the-fly access from any of the major points in the system, including tac, helm, science, operations :: Tandaris Admiran -> ::closeted in his office, which is seeing more use in the past week than it has in the past year, doing something for which he commandeered half of the bandwidth of the subspace transceiver:: Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::glances to Miranda:: How long as it been since you got more than an hour or so of sleeo? William Chocox -> ::bangs his head against a console:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Doing some last minute checks of everything in sickbay.:: NDak -> Issaha> That does not seem like a good idea, William. NDak -> Issaha> Au cranial capacity is already rather limited for a hominid. I would na want to see au damage it. Perhaps if au had a Klingon bone ridge. William Chocox -> ::glares at him:: What'd you say about my head? NDak -> @ ::Passes the guard who knew better than to ask for his credentials:: Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ :: in the Romulan wing of the station, sipping tea and making use of the fact that everyone still things he has some minor security clearance and updating himself on the goings on he's missed :: NDak -> Issaha> I was only saying that au humans have relatively limited cranial capacities... compared to other species. Like my own. NDak -> Issaha> I was only thinking of au well being. Rhan K'hal -> :: aware that Tandaris is planning to transmit a livestream to the entire gamma quadrant based on the bandwidth he'd commandeered, is doling out the remainder frugally, causing some frustrations and the occasional colorful metaphor from the crew :: William Chocox -> Well, it's not giving me any good ideas, so. William Chocox -> ::resumes:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Her head lolled back and she glanced at the science officer.:: I've taken cat naps. I'll be fine. There's too much to do to be gone for long. ::She rubbed the back of her neck with one hand.:: No one is going to be getting much sleep until this is over. NDak -> Issaha> ::Tips head:: What is au daise doing, rhae his office? Rhan K'hal -> :: flicks an ear over to Miranda :: All due respect, Commander... you don't have the tail to take a proper cat nap. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::looks at her disapprovingly:: Do I have to remind you how cranky you can be when you don't get enough sleep? William Chocox -> Probably thinking. William Chocox -> I don't know. Hunter Matheson -> ::stops working at K"hal's comment::glanceglance::blink:: NDak -> Issaha> Thinking with half the bandwidth of the subspace array? Tandaris Admiran -> ::doing the 24th century equivalent of adjusting the rabbit ears to get a better signal:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Satisfied with sickbay, she takes a TL ride up.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::okay, then::: Hunter Matheson -> ::resumes the adjustments, doublechecking, triple checking::: NDak -> @ Where is he? ::He looking to the adjutant, who thumbed towards the small conference room off the main suite of offices:: Rhan K'hal -> :: agrees with Ithene's assessment of Miranda's grouchy factor, but isn't going to poke that one with a ten meter pole :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Maybe it was the lack of sleep, but Rhan's comment struck her funny. She started giggling.:: William Chocox -> ::raises an eyebrow:: What? Cptn Swain -> Ithene> Oh dear. NDak -> Issaha> ::points to the readout:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Steps out onto the bridge as she hears giggling.:: Rhan K'hal -> :: ear swivel, tail loop-de-loop :: Tandaris Admiran -> ::finally gets through:: Hunter Matheson -> ::and in his subconscious, he wanders back to the time of sailing ships when they navigated by compass and sextants:: NDak -> @ ::makes another gesture of thanks before entering the conference room:: Hunter Matheson -> ::but then, they didn't have wormholes to worry about... so....::: Rhan K'hal -> :: looks over to Maryse, gives her a quick grin and an eye-roll :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Gives Ithene the look.:: Come on! That was funny... ::Thrusts a hand in Rhan's direction.:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Wonders what was funny, but decides not to probe into it.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::half listening to the bridge discussion, he sticks his tongue in his cheek to keep from laughing::] Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::makes a face:: I see we've sailed past grouchy and straight to incorrigible. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> It's worse than I thought. Rhan K'hal -> Stop complaining, Ithene. I for one prefer incorrigible to grouchy. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> I was just imagining what it would be like to have a Caitian tail. ::Snicker.:: Cptn Swain -> Ithene> You say that now. Maryse Dubois -> Who was grouchy? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> I that I'd like it for the swish factor alone. Tandaris Admiran -> Ensign Kaplan> ::arrives on the bridge with what looks like foam padding:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Not me! ::To Maryse.:: Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::Lifts a brow at Kaplan:: Rhan K'hal -> You say that now, Commander, but wait until you have to thread it through your uniform pants every morning. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She caught sight of Kaplan.:: Ensign, what is that for? Maryse Dubois -> ::Smiles.:: Good NDak -> @ Arrain tr'Khev, jolan tru. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> True, Mister K'hal. And getting it stuck in the lift door, or having children tug on it when you're not expecting... I can see the downfalls. Tandaris Admiran -> ::smiles as a Scorpiad appears on the screen:: Scorpiad> Who are you? What is the meaning of this transmission? You do not have authorization to use this protocol set. Hunter Matheson -> ::a snorting laugh just jumps out at K'hal's last::: Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ :: looks over :: Jolan tru, De... I suppose I should start calling you Enarrain now. :: wry twist of the lips :: NDak -> Issaha>* ::Will:: Why don't au go put au ear to the door. See if au can hear what he's talking about. Hunter Matheson -> ::bite tongue... bite tongue.. .tend to business::: Tandaris Admiran -> Kaplan> ::Miranda:: Engineering work order, sir. Request for padding around the ... ::glances at the PADD in her hand:: helm station. NDak -> @ ::Smiles, lightly:: Ie. My apologies for my brevity earlier. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::Brows up:: Hunter Matheson -> ::looks up, swivels:: Tandaris Admiran -> +Scorpiad+ My name is Commander Tandaris Admiran of the Federation starship Excalibur. I'm trying to reach-- William Chocox -> I thought you guys had better hearing. William Chocox -> ::walks over and sticks his ear to the metaphorical keyhole:: NDak -> Issaha> We do, but if I do it, it could be thought of as spying, na? Maryse Dubois -> Are we childproofing the bridge now? Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ You're a busy man, I can't imagine you have many words to spare. NDak -> @ ::Smirks:: Sadly, ie. Hunter Matheson -> ::looks from Hawthorne to Kaplan and back:: Cptn Swain -> Ithene> That is a lot of padding. Tandaris Admiran -> Scorpiad> Federation? How does a member of a backwater collection of soft-bodies even know about this protocol set? No. This conversation is over. ::terminates the link:: Rhan K'hal -> :: Maryse :: It's either that or we put up with Gunny wearing a combat helmet on every helm shift. Hunter Matheson -> ::then eyes the "padding"::: Maryse Dubois -> ::Snickers.:: That would be an interesting sight. Hunter Matheson -> Well... it's not exactly what I envisioned, but... I guess you take what you can get? NDak -> @ I noticed the report on au time with the... ::he paused:: the aliens rhae this quadrant. I am sure command and the diplomatic corps will find it ... most enlightening. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> It doesn't even match the carpet. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Or the drapes. ::She started giggling again.:: Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ :: chuckles :: You're suddenly a master of understatement. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> Story of your life, eh, Miranda? Cptn Swain -> Ithene> I mean... Commander. Rhan K'hal -> :: not touching that one either :: Hunter Matheson -> ::ticks his head toward the console:: Okay, then. Tell me how this works. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Slight smirk in Ithene's direction. She focused on the Kaplan again.:: You are padding the helm console? And what about Ops? How about the entire bridge? Hunter Matheson -> ::Hawthorne:: That was kinda my objective, ma'am. NDak -> @ ::smirks:: William Chocox -> Let's see... ::fiddles with the comm pickups:: Rhan K'hal -> Maybe we should just make a holobridge, deck it out like one of those bouncy castles the kids on Earth use. Tandaris Admiran -> Kaplan> The order is only for the helm console at the moment, Commander. NDak -> @ Anyway, now that matter is settled; I have decided, for the moment, to place au under my command. Once we have returned to ch'Rihan the matter can be more fully settled. Tandaris Admiran -> Well, that's four down. Tandaris Admiran -> ::fiddles with the transceiver protocols again:: NDak -> @ According to our records au were missing in action, presumed yy'a; but since au are not. William Chocox -> ::winces from static:: William Chocox -> Hold on. Cptn Swain -> Ithene Maryse Dubois -> ::Waiting for the other shoe to drop.:: Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ Not to question your orders, but I am rather rusty at anything other than composing. Unless you want to walk around with a soundtrack, then I can certainly help. Tandaris Admiran -> ::gets through to a different Scorpiad toady, this time disguising his transmission and visual pickup so he appears Scorpiad:: Cptn Swain -> @ Being my personal adjutant is hardly heavy technical lifting. William Chocox -> ::listens in:: Hunter Matheson -> ::waiting for the poor schmuck to install the thing to see if he can maneuver the ship safely afterwards:: Tandaris Admiran -> Scorpiad> Yes? Cptn Swain -> @ ::waves a hand:: With all of the shifting personnel to make sure our ships are staffed, I have almost no personal staff left. I have decided au can fill this role for h'nah. NDak -> ^ that was me Tandaris Admiran -> +Scorpiad+ Is this the Office of Deployment Records? Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ Not heavy technical lifting, but I'll have to work on getting in shape. I remember having enough trouble following you without having to break into a trot years ago. :: one of those nostalgic half-smiles :: Tandaris Admiran -> Scorpiad> ::equivalent of a frown:: Of course it is. Is your equipment malfunctioning? State your business. NDak -> @ I am sure au will manage. ::Pauses:: And if na, well I am still a good shot with an ie'yak. Rhan K'hal -> :: Gunny :: Do you need to test it first while the Doctor is around? Maryse Dubois -> ::Smirks.:: Hunter Matheson -> No, sir. But I sure am gonna work until he wakes up. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::Looking at the circus:: Wait, we're actually installing that godawful padding on the bridge for him? Hunter Matheson -> ::sits back down and continues where he left off:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Well, I suppose that Helm is the most important post at the moment, because if Mister Matheson cracks his head again, we're going to have to get a backup, backup helmsman. NDak -> Issaha> Well? William Chocox -> What's he doing with the Scorpiads? NDak -> Issaha> What? Tandaris Admiran -> +Scorpiad+ I need to contact one G'jj;k. Here, I am transmitting his biometric details. ::sends datafile:: It's extremely important. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> (G'jj;k is a jerk!) Maryse Dubois -> ((lol)) NDak -> (( lol )) Hunter Matheson -> ::turns again:: Due respect, Commander, Gaither is every bit a helmsman as I am. I'm reading him in on the protocols. Tandaris Admiran -> Kaplan> ::takes this as assent on the Commander's part, moves towards helm:: Mr. Matheson, I'll need you to vacate the station until I've finished. William Chocox -> ::motions for him to shut up:: He's talking to the Scorpiads. Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ :: snorts :: Good to know. What is the word I'm looking for... ah yes, "rekkhai." Rhan K'hal -> Don't fear, Gunny, I'll be sure he doesn't try taking us out for a joyride. :: pats pockets :: Where'd I put that phaser? Hunter Matheson -> In fact, he's going through the procedure as soon as I'm done. Tandaris Admiran -> Scorpiad> ::reviews datafile, makes harsh clicking sounds:: How do you know this individual? NDak -> @ ::Nods:: Vhri'mehnka. ::Hands him an ISD:: I will need au to move my things from my office and my quarters to the Iron Reaver. I do na know if we will be returning to the station or na. Hunter Matheson -> ::puzzled, he goes back to work:: Tandaris Admiran -> +Scorpiad+ Um ... we're old school buddies? NDak -> Issaha> ::wide-eyed:: Tandaris Admiran -> Scorpiad> ::equivalent of narrowing eyes:: I didn't catch that. Say again. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Gaither is a very good helmsman. ::She agreed.:: But there are some things that can only come with experience. If he was as good as you, Matheson, he'd be in that chair right now. ::Has that don't argue with me tone. Maybe she was cranky.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::brows knit, mumbling:: Where was I.... William Chocox -> He's trying to find a certain Scorpiad apparently. Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ :: glances over the PADD :: As you wish. Hmm... "Iron Reaver" Galae is really running out of good ones these days. Perhaps when this is all over I can be "Official Ship Namer." NDak -> Issaha> ::blinking:: Hunter Matheson -> ::swivels into a stand:: Yes, ma'am. Understood. Tandaris Admiran -> +Scorpiad+ Well, you see, we uh ... were broodmates and ... Hunter Matheson -> ::dead serious:: Won't happen again. NDak -> @ ::Overly serious:: It is a good name and a good ship. Tandaris Admiran -> Scorpiad> Your signal has strange trace fluctuations in it. Why are you routing it through multiple booster locations? Where are you? Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ :: raises an eyebrow :: Maryse Dubois -> ::Quietly to Rhan.:: There's our Commander. Rhan K'hal -> :: nods :: NDak -> @ ::Stands:: When au are done, find me. I am due for another meeting with the Lloann'na officials. Hunter Matheson -> ::in full Marine mode, not about to budge until she gives the word:: Tandaris Admiran -> Scorpaid> This isn't a legitimate signal. You're concealing your identity! Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::wonders what Swain will make of all this:: Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ Don't have too much fun. :: smiles :: Rekkhai. Tandaris Admiran -> ::smiles, drops the facade:: +Scorpiad+ You caught me. I make a terrible Scorpiad, don't I? Look, you tell G'jj;k that Admiran has done his part. William Chocox -> Wait, that ###### of a Scorpiad? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Matheson, slave helm to another station and let engineering do the work that you requested. ::A bit testy about people getting in the way of an engineer's work.:: NDak -> Issaha> Au know a Scorpiad? Tandaris Admiran -> Scorpiad> What do you mean, "done his part"? Why would G'jj;k be working with a soft-body?? Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::decides to go back to her work and let the chips fall as they might:: NDak -> Issaha> ::incredulously:: Hunter Matheson -> Yes, ma'am. ::sharp turn, sits, slaves helm and allows the ::coughensigncough:: do his work::: Maryse Dubois -> ((Wait are we working with Gregg again? The same one that stranded us?)) NDak -> (( lol )) Rhan K'hal -> :: pushes a button, one of the ops standby personnel runs out of the ready area, accesses the replicator, and delivers a cup of calming tea to the Commander before poofing back where she came from :: William Chocox -> ::motions for silence again:: It's a long story. Hunter Matheson -> ::snaps up and moves to the other console to resume his work::: Cptn Corizon -> @::Meanwhile, Corizon was doing make some phone calls of his own:: Tandaris Admiran -> +Scorpiad+ Hey, if you're not high-ranking enough to know that information, I'm not telling you. But just let him know that his machines are ready. And between you and me, I'm pretty excited. It's a big move he's making, moving against the Emperor like that, huh? Cptn Corizon -> @::to the Screen:: Yes, yes I know you're not thrilled with the idea, but just send the message to her. ::Frowns:: I am sure she'll love me owing her yet another favor. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Glances at the cup of tea, the retreating ops officer, and frowns. She'd rather it was a tumbler of whiskey. Regardless, she lifted it for a sip, needing the stimulant.:: Tandaris Admiran -> Kaplan> ::relieved, sets about padding the helm:: William Chocox -> ::blinks:: Huh. Hunter Matheson -> ::resets his brain, reviews every single step he's taken so far, rechecks, then continues::: NDak -> Issaha> ::on the dge of his seat:: Tandaris Admiran -> Scorpiad> Moving against the Empress?? What? You can't--I can't be a party to this conversation; it's treason to even discuss--::leans forward:: What is G'jj;k planning?? William Chocox -> Well, that's one way to get someone's attention. Tandaris Admiran -> +Scorpiad+ What's that? Sorry. Your signal is breaking up. ::cuts the transmission, making sure to leave a nice trace back to his location here:: William Chocox -> Hm... Hunter Matheson -> ::to himself:: Wait... that's an end gamer. ::runs a simulation::: Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ :: finishes his tea, walks out and asks the adjutant to send up some whatever they have left in pack mules in a half an hour before he walks off to Destorie's office to start packing :: Hunter Matheson -> ;:mutters:: No.. nonono.... not gonna work. Hunter Matheson -> ::stares at the configuration a minute::: Tandaris Admiran -> ::sits back, puts his arms behind his head:: Fifth time's the charm. Maryse Dubois -> ::Glancing over at Hunter.:: Are you ok, Gunny? You're talking to yourself. Rhan K'hal -> :: looks over to Hunter, then to Maryse :: Do you have authority to slip an anti-anxiety agent into the air system? Hunter Matheson -> ::turns: Yes, ma'am. It helps me concentrate. NDak -> Issaha> Well? Maryse Dubois -> If I don't I'll probably do it anyways. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Mister K'hal, what's the status on our stores? I was told they'd be packing our cargo to the capacity to help get rid of surplus station goods they don't want to leave behind. William Chocox -> So...we're blackmailing a Scorpiad. Hunter Matheson -> This.. this particular one won't work in a wormhole with an Akira. A smaller ship, yes. Not this one, and not the extras Excalibur has. NDak -> Issaha> ::lifts a brow:: NDak -> Issaha> Elements. Rhan K'hal -> All aboard, commander, just getting them tucked away safely at this point. Hunter Matheson -> :::snap:: Got it. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::turns off the monitor with a deep frown:: How many favors am I going to owe by the time I leave this quadrant... again. William Chocox -> Elements? Tandaris Admiran -> Kaplan> ::starts in on the second layer of padding:: Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ :: enters Destorie's office, looks around a moment to see if there's any feel of the man there :: NDak -> Issaha> ::Brow lift:: Ie, the Elements. Au know, earth, wind, fire ... Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> (Heart?) Hunter Matheson -> ::begins the modifications to suit the ship's specific configuration, working slowly and methodically:: NDak -> @ACTION> The room brims with Destorie's energy. His feng shui is strong. Rhan K'hal -> (( lol )) Maryse Dubois -> ((Dangit she beat me to it.)) Tandaris Admiran -> Kaplan> ::begins layer three:: NDak -> (( By your powers combined, I AM CAPTAIN RIHAN! )) Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Very good. ::Pleased that K'hal always seemed on top of things and mentally ticked off another box beside his name.:: Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ :: walks through the space; this feels more like the Destorie he remembers, just more tightly focused :: William Chocox -> Why is that a curse word? Tandaris Admiran -> Kaplan> ::finishes a fourth layer, then begins cutting a small rectangle to expose the surface of the console:: Rhan K'hal -> :: takes a moment to look through all of said supplies on board :: Hmm... :: looks at the helm console, then down to his display, then back to the helm console and back down again :: NDak -> Issaha> ::looks bewilderedly:: Invoking the Elements seems fairly straight forward. Do au humans believe in nothing? Hunter Matheson -> ::moves on to preset configurations ICE:: NDak -> (( Ie, Issaha, ze believe inz nozing )) Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Doctor, how are we doing on medical supplies? Did they restock everything you requested? You are likely going to need whatever you can get... Hunter Matheson -> ::and the computer it telling him it's not advisable, so he goes back to check::: William Chocox -> Hm. Hunter Matheson -> ::facepalm:: Of course.... ::resets:: Tandaris Admiran -> ACTION> Hunter's station is now swaddled in four absurdly thick layers of firm foam padding. Reaching the console is possible, but awkward, by sticking one's arms down the tunnel created by the removed cutout. The roll of padding that Kaplan brought is completely depleted. Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods.:: Everything is fully stocked. William Chocox -> Didn't know that was a thing for Romulans. Rhan K'hal -> :: shakes head at the helm console :: NDak -> ...and... Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Nodding, she lifted her cup for another sip and almost snorted it up her nose when she caught sight of engineering's handiwork. Sputtering and coughing, she turned red.:: Hunter Matheson -> ((Action> Hunter decides to stay at the aux console and get us safely through this mess.)) Tandaris Admiran -> Kaplan> ::stands, stretches:: Well, that's that. ::gathers supplies and her PADD, takes it up to Hunter:: I just need your thumbprint here, Mr. Matheson. Hunter Matheson -> ::looks up, over, and stands:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Has to look away from the poor console.:: Wow... Hunter Matheson -> Glance to Hawthorne:: Ma'am, that's just.... ::blink:: NDak -> Ithene> ::looks up, lets out a cackle:: Rhan K'hal -> Be careful what you wish for, Gunny. You just might get it. Hunter Matheson -> ::Kaplan:: You're kidding, right sir? NDak -> ACTION> Somewhere, a monkey paw tightens its fist. Tandaris Admiran -> Kaplan> No, I need the thumbprint to file the work order properly, or else operations gets rather ... upset. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> Go ahead Hunter, give her the thumbprint. Hunter Matheson -> Commander Hawthorne? ::shocked:: Rhan K'hal -> True. :: practically biting his tail to avoid busting out laughing :: Cptn Swain -> Ithene ::is trying to hold back her laughter:: Hunter Matheson -> ::dead serious::: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Was too busy choking to answer. She waved for Hunter to comply, trying to catch her breath.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::unbelief:: yes, ma'am. ::thumbprint:: Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM

SD 0918.2016 Swain has informed his crew that they believe an attempt to close the wormhole is likely; though exact timing remains uncertain. Efforts are being made to finish evacuating the Quadrant of Federation personnel, and discussions are still underway about the future of Camelot itself. A large armed force has been assembled both at the wormhole terminus and at Camelot. Excalibur's engineers are continuing to work, now with he full resources of Camelot on possible counter measures, while the rest of the crew assists in evacuation and prepping the Excalibur for combat.

SD 0911.2016 Swain has returned to Excalibur and called together select members of senior staff for an updated briefing. Outside, there has been a flurry of activity as the refugee and evacuation efforts have hit a fevered pace.

MISSION BRIEF: Swain has returned to Excalibur and called together select members of senior staff for an updated briefing. Outside, there has been a flurry of activity as the refugee and evacuation effort have hit a fevered pace. Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Rhan K'hal -> :: in the conference room, waiting to hear what's up :: Cptn Swain -> ::In the conference room, waiting for everyone to arrive:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Takes her seat at the table.:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::enters the conference room, presumably with young N'Dak in tow, munching on another one of those cookie things:: Cptn Swain -> Oh good, we're all here. I've already updated the Commander on the situation. She'll be briefing Commander d'Aubugine separately. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::lifts a brow at Tandaris eating a cookie:: Rhan K'hal -> :: nods :: Tandaris Admiran -> ::sits down next to Ithene:: I'd forgotten how good these things are. Probably going to have to let my uniform out. Again. Cptn Swain -> I'll keep this brief, but I thought everyone should know before the scuttle gets too out of controll. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::looks at the cookie suspiciously:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Doesn't like the sound of this. A frown already begins to form.:: Rhan K'hal -> :: cocks an ear; would've called the scuttle out of control already :: Cptn Swain -> We have received... credible intelligence on where the rogue Jem'hadar are going to attempt to use their weapon. Rhan K'hal -> If I were a Ferengi, I'd bet 10 bars of latinum on the wormhole. Cptn Swain -> I wouldn't take the suckers bet. Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods in agreement with Rhan.:: Cptn Swain -> It was our highest priority location, but we could not rule anything out. Rhan K'hal -> So, we hurry the civilians along through the wormhole and then attempt to keep it from getting blown to smithereens? Or whatever the proper scientific word for that would be. :: glance at Ithene :: Cptn Swain -> That is the general plan, yes. Maryse Dubois -> I can see why you would want to keep this quiet. If the refugees found out their only means of escape could be threatened... Rhan K'hal -> :: ironically is calmer about this scenario than the last few he'd been thrust into :: Cptn Swain -> But at this time we're not sure of the enemy strength. Neither of the Dominion Vorta or what we received from another source were able to accurately assess the strength of the enemy. Fleet is moving a number of vessels into position at both ends of the Wormhole. The Romulan and Klingon governments have also deployed additional resources and the even the Bajoran military has dispatched vessels. Cptn Swain -> ::Frowns:: But we still don't know if we'd be able to stop the weapon. ::Looks at Tandaris:: I understand we've been working on that, Commander? Tandaris Admiran -> Welllllll Tandaris Admiran -> Yes. Tandaris Admiran -> ::sighs, pushes back his chair and activates the display:: We've tried, simulated, discarded dozens of scenarios. Rhan K'hal -> :: swivels to the screen, looks :: Tandaris Admiran -> Ideally, of course, we would like to stop the Jem'Hadar from deploying the weapon at all. If we can do that, we won't need to gamble on any of these plans. Maryse Dubois -> ::Watching the display.:: Tandaris Admiran -> If the Jem'Hadar deploy the weapon, we'll be forced to attempt one of a series of countermeasures that have, frankly, a poor probability of success. At best, we'll see premature detonation of the weapon before it reaches the wormhole. Tandaris Admiran -> This would still devastate the nearby volume of space, which will have far-reaching consequences for any future travel to and from the Gamma Quadrant via the wormhole. Rhan K'hal -> So for them, close is good enough. Tandaris Admiran -> Sadly, when your intention is to sow chaos … Cptn Swain -> ::Frowns:: Tandaris Admiran -> We do have _one_ plan with a better probability of success, but it will be much more difficult to carry out, not to mention legally questionable. Rhan K'hal -> :: cocks his ears :: Cptn Swain -> I've advised command of your work, and the Admiral has given you the go ahead to use whatever station bound resources you need. ::Pauses:: Cptn Swain -> Go on. Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ :: not knowing the depth of the problem, is working to get the rest of the Oullalians off with this round of refugees; using t'Jaelik like a whipping boy when necessary to get it done :: Tandaris Admiran -> We can construct a smaller, less powerful subspace weapon using a torpedo casing, and then detonate it in the path of the Jem'Hadar weapon. It would create a tear in subspace large enough to disrupt the Jem'Hadar weapon, neutralizing its potential to destroy subspace or the wormhole, but not so large that it would jeopardize warp travel in this region or the wormhole's stability. Rhan K'hal -> :: chuffs out a single, jaded laugh :: Rhan K'hal -> How big and fast is the Jem'Hadar weapon likely to be? Not to disparage our own abilities, but our torpedo tracking isn't really designed to hit small, fast-moving targets. Tandaris Admiran -> That's a reasonable concern, but in this case we don't have to hit the weapon. We just have to match its trajectory. Rhan K'hal -> :: nods :: So, plan #1, try to blow them all to hell before they can shoot it off. Plan #2, fight fire with fire. Gods I hate this quadrant. Tandaris Admiran -> It's actually a good thing the wormhole is the target in this case. Tandaris Admiran -> For the device to have maximum effect, it should be detonated within the wormhole. That constrains the Jem'Hadar's delivery methods and gives us a smaller playing field. Tandaris Admiran -> There are also side-effects of the verteron nodes within the wormhole that we can exploit, if it comes to neutralizing the weapon within the wormhole. Rhan K'hal -> :: nods :: Let's hope it won't come to that. Maryse Dubois -> We could always pray to the Prophets to save us... ::Sarcastic tone.:: Rhan K'hal -> (( it'll come to that, this is Excalibur )) Tandaris Admiran -> I considered attempting to contact the wormhole aliens and enlist their help in neutralizing the weapon, if it comes to that. Rhan K'hal -> They might have enough of a vested interest to interfere. Most beings don't like it when you try to blow up their house. Cptn Swain -> ::Considers:: Well, I'd like you to put together a full briefing of your plan Tandaris and then present it to command. Cptn Swain -> Until then, I want everyone to be prepping for battle. KVorlag -> # :::enroute from the wormhole::: Rhan K'hal -> Not much left for Operations to do on that score, I've been proceeding on the idea that was coming. At this point all departments should have the supplies they're gonna get. Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods.:: Rhan K'hal -> :: looks at Tandaris :: Though I imagine you'll have a few extra coming over after they rubber stamp your plan. Let me know what you need when you know. Tandaris Admiran -> Right. Rhan K'hal -> :: swivels back to look at Swain, waits :: Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: Cptn Swain -> Well, I have nothing else. Keep a cool head and keep doing what you have been doing. Cptn Swain -> I can't say, enough, how proud I am of you all. Rhan K'hal -> :: grins :: You're not so bad yourself, Cap. Cptn Swain -> ::Smiles:: Thanks. Maryse Dubois -> ::Smiles.:: KVorlag -> # :::on the bridge of the bird of prey, on approach to Camelot::: Rhan K'hal -> Though I wouldn't complain if Corizon came along to do the shooting. I swear I had to fill an order for diapers, our security department is so young. Cptn Swain -> ::Snorts:: Captain Corizon will be commanding a vessel. Rhan K'hal -> Ah, well. Cptn Corizon -> @::IN the Round table working on fleet deployments:: Rhan K'hal -> :: turns to Maryse :: Need to head straight back to sickbay or do you have time for :: checks the chrono :: whatever meal we're due for, first? Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods.:: I have time. Rhan K'hal -> :: grins :: Great. KVorlag -> # :::lets the bridge crew do all the protocols for arrival::: Rhan K'hal -> :: rises, stretches :: Not going to get many more chances for a relaxing dinner before we're oppressed by alert status. I think the Holy Grail is still open, do you want to head over there? Cptn Swain -> ::Glances over:: Something you wanted to talk about Commander? Maryse Dubois -> ::Gets up, walking towards the door.:: Sure, sounds like a plan. Tandaris Admiran -> Yes, Captain. Tandaris Admiran -> There is another power in the Gamma Quadrant with an extensive knowledge of subspace technology. Rhan K'hal -> :: exits the conference room, heads to the lift with Maryse :: Maryse Dubois -> ::Hops on the lift.:: Rhan K'hal -> Is it scary that the possibility of a huge battle and the wormhole blowing up seems more preferrable than the crazy things we've been doing lately? Rhan K'hal -> :: orders the lift to the proper airlock deck :: Cptn Swain -> ::Frowns:: Yes. The Scorpiad. KVorlag -> # :::hearing that docking procedures are complete, gives his regards to the HoD and departs::: Maryse Dubois -> Seems all we do is crazy. Though if we had been able to stop them in time, we wouldn't have to worry about the wormhole blowing up. Rhan K'hal -> We're not miracle workers. :: smiles :: Extremely improbably event workers, but not miracles. Maryse Dubois -> ((Yay he made it. Missed our fun staff meeting, Kal.)) Tandaris Admiran -> I know they've largely remained quiescent lately. But it might be worth a try sending a message toward Scorpiad space. Hunter Matheson -> (Sweet. Just got in.) Cptn Swain -> ::Frowns more deeply:: I think that might be above our paygrade... Cptn Swain -> ::thoughtfully:: I am not saying not to do it, mind you. KVorlag -> # :::steps onto the Klingon transporter pad::: Rhan K'hal -> (( I need to scoot, I've got an early morning )) Cptn Swain -> (( no probs... wrapping up now )) KVorlag -> :::materializes in the Command Center Transporter::: Cptn Swain -> ::Stands:: I was going to get some coffee. Why don't you join Captain Corizon and I in an hour or so and we'll work on your presentation to the Admiral? Tandaris Admiran -> Sounds good KVorlag -> @ :::going through protocols and credentials on the station::: Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: KVorlag -> @ :::ushered toward the entrance to the Round Table::: Cptn Swain -> ...and... Cptn Corizon -> @ Governor. Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM

Cptn Swain -> MISSION BRIEF: Excalibur has continued to assist in evacuation efforts of the Avalon system, while additional forces previously scattered across the GQ have continued to return to the system, including two Galaxy-class ships assigned to the sector, USS Fuso and Midway. Engineering continues to work with Issaha NDak on counter measures. Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Hunter Matheson -> ::back in cargo, loading rats and med supplies to be used with the refugees:: Cptn Swain -> @ ::In the Round Table room, where another round of discussions where happening, though at this point they were talking in circles. He noticed N'Dak had yet to join them, which was unusual.:: Rhan K'hal -> @ :: still in Camelot Ops, directing the hordes now that he'd finished his time-filled assignment :: Hunter Matheson -> ::since he's the closest one, the loadmaster hands him the manifest for a load of crates::: Hunter Matheson -> ::looking around for the quartermaster:: NDak -> Issaha> ::In Engineering, looking over the third iteration of plan they'd cooked up as a sane alternative, though he thought it rather daft:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Sitting at a console on the bridge, since it seems to be pretty quiet up there for the moment.:: NDak -> @::Exiting the Romulan wing of the diplomatic hub, pausing to look at his chrono:: Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ :: turns a corridor of Camelot station, accompanied by a random Starfleet officer; stops in his tracks when he sees a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye :: Destorie? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Assuming command on the Excalibur, Miranda pulled up the latest reports. She skimmed the evacuation lists, the cargo manifest for outgoing materials, and the like. Everything seemed to be running smoothly. Glancing about, she spotted Maryse.:: Doctor, I'm showing you have staff assigned to the station to help with medical efforts there. Anything to report? Cptn Corizon -> ACTION> K'Hal notices an unusual signal coming from the Hundred diplomatic wing, which had been sealed off for some time. Hunter Matheson -> ::after pushing his way through, dodging loadmasters, and asking personnel, he still can't find the quartermaster, whom he was sure was there a minute ago:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::enters engineering:: Rhan K'hal -> @ :: frowns, pokes at his console for a few seconds :: Commander Sprint? You might want to look at this. William Chocox -> Hello sir. Hunter Matheson -> ::shrug:: +Dubois+ Matheson to Dr. Dubois. Rhan K'hal -> QM> :: swoops by the minute Hunter stops looking, snags the list :: Maryse Dubois -> ::Turns, looking up from her PADD.:: Everything seems to be running smoothly at the moment. Supplies are coming in as expected. Rhan never ceases to amaze me. ::Smiles.:: Maryse Dubois -> +Hunter+ Go ahead. NDak -> @::Pausing, he tucked the file under his arm and headed towards the lift. The whole area was something short of chaos as people hustled around prepping for the evacuation. His own staff was moving their command to the RES Iron Wind, which would soon become his command ship.:: Hunter Matheson -> +Dubois+ Ma'am, I have a load of medical supplies coming into cargo bay 2. Manifest says to go to sick bay. Bring 'em up, or leave 'em here? Cptn Corizon -> @ Sprint> ::Lifts a brow and makes his way over:: Hmm? Hunter Matheson -> +Dubois+ ::turns to eye the crates:: It's a lot, ma'am. Maryse Dubois -> +Hunter+ They can stay there. I'll have a team of orderlies come for them. Thank you. Rhan K'hal -> @ Signal coming from the Hundred diplo-wing. While I'm not familiar with your daily goings on this doesn't seem like your standard comm. Hunter Matheson -> +Dubois+ Copy that. Cptn Corizon -> @ Sprint> It's been sealed for some time. Curious. Cptn Corizon ->@ Sprint> Is it coded or? Rhan K'hal -> @ Definitely coded, and a tight one at that. Maryse Dubois -> ::Makes a couple taps on her PADD. Glances back to Miranda.:: How are things on your end? NDak -> Issaha> ::NOIP:: I am not sure any of these are good ideas. Tandaris Admiran -> ::perambulates around engineering, getting his thoughts in order:: Cptn Corizon -> @ Sprint> ::Frowns:: Let's see it. Rhan K'hal -> @ :: pulls it up :: Hunter Matheson -> ::someone taps him and he turns, exchanges words with the quartermaster, and finds out just exactly what little corner they'll go in::: William Chocox -> Well, they're the best bad ideas we've got. Hunter Matheson -> ::glance to the lifts, then to the far corner, thinking that's not exactly where he'd put 'em, but who is he to say?:::: Tandaris Admiran -> They can't ask us for more than that. NDak -> Issaha> I suppose. NDak -> Issaha> ::frowns:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> As busy as usual. ::She waved a hand at the data padd in her hand and the rapidly scrolling screen as she received message after message after report after report.:: Cptn Corizon ->@ Sprint> ::Nods:: Run it through this decryption. ::enters a code of less than standard origin:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Though... the one report I'm needing most isn't here. ::Searching for something from engineering.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::commandeers a few hoverlifts and discreetly sets 'em by the med crates, then goes back to work::: Rhan K'hal -> @ Okiedokie, let's see what we've got. :: attempts decryption using Sprint's code :: NDak -> @ ::Pausing as some Starfleet officers carried several large crates towards the lift:: William Chocox -> Because let's be honest, how much are any of us supposed to know about this? Maryse Dubois -> Had a chance to relax yet? ::Still tapping on her PADD, moving resources around.:: Oh? Who stiffed you on a report? Cptn Corizon -> @ ACTION> The decryption works, and Rhan is treated to the dulcet tones of Semil. "Camelot, this is Semil, servant of the Hundred. I have information regarding a threat to your territory, which the Dominion has not shared with you. I have actionable intelligence and confirmation of a location and motivation." Cptn Corizon -> @ ACTION> There also appears to be additional data attached. William Chocox -> ((Because who doesn't like hearing Semil's voice? :P )) NDak -> Issaha> ::Glances to Tandaris:: What about the Captain Sorehl fellow. Rhan K'hal -> @ :: whistles, which is a feat for a Cait :: I think this one has to go up the CoC in a hurry. Tandaris Admiran -> I was able to talk to his wife, an ambassador here, and she said she would have him contact us but couldn't promise when. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Relax? ::She laughed aloud and shook her head.:: A few hours of sleep is the best I can get right now. Hunter Matheson -> ::goes back to work::: Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods.:: I know the feeling, but we have to at least try. Cptn Corizon -> @ Sprint> ::Gives a nod, before pressing a button on the console to notify the proper people.:: William Chocox -> Wonderful. Cptn Corizon -> @::In the meeting, gets a notification on his PADD and quietly excuses himself to the anteroom:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> After this... all of this is done... we'll get some time to rest. A real, relaxing vacation. I swear I'll make that happen. Hunter Matheson -> ::then he gets a call to move to CB1 for refugee setups::: Rhan K'hal -> Ops Ensign Daniels> :: dumps a collection of 46 reports off to Miranda :: William Chocox -> Any random spurts of inspiration Chief? Maryse Dubois -> I'll hold you to that. ::Grins.:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::shrugs:: I don't see where else we can go with what we have here. NDak -> @ ::Frowns as the starfleeters drop the case and crap goes everywhere. He was already late for the meeting. He turned to find the other lift.:: Rhan K'hal -> @ :: receives word from Ens Daniels that stage 2, as he'd coined it, is complete; everything else for the dept would come as it came; sends word that they could start the staggered extra break schedule :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She sighed at the influx of reports, but nodded to the Ops officer.:: A real vacation... ::She muttered.:: Cptn Swain -> @::Notices Corizon leave and heads off to find him, as at the moment, Keevan and Weyoun were once again having a debate about whose fault the rogue Jem'Hadar were:: Hunter Matheson -> ::exits the lift at CB 1 and is immediately pointed in the direction of cot setup::: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Doctor, what are your favorite vacation activities? Water sports? Hiking? Adventure rides? Cptn Corizon -> @ ::looks over as Swain entered the anteroom:: William Chocox -> ((I hate to cut out on you early guys, but I gotta get working. See you next week!)) Cptn Swain -> @ Needed a break from those two? Maryse Dubois -> Hmm...A little bit of everything I guess. You have to keep things interesting. Maryse Dubois -> ((night)) Hunter Matheson -> (Later, Cho) Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Lifts an ear:: Yes, but... well Sprint just sent me this. Rhan K'hal -> ((Cya Will)) Cptn Swain -> @ What is it? ::Makes his way over:: Rhan K'hal -> @ :: nothing said he couldn't review the additional data that came with the message, goes through it :: Cptn Corizon -> @ A message from our old friend Semil. He claims to have actionable intel on the rogue Jem'Hadar plans that he says those two have. ::Thumbs:: but won't share with us. Hunter Matheson -> ::then he's pulled off that duty and sent to setup rats for families::: Cptn Swain -> @ ::Frowns:: Why share it with us. Cptn Corizon -> @ Semil is always a little too eager to please. Maryse Dubois -> Anything in particular you like, Commander? Cptn Swain -> @ Isn't he the one that go you in trouble with the cloaking device? Cptn Corizon -> @::Momentarily pins his ears back, before relaxing:: Yes. Maryse Dubois -> ((Stop giving people rats, Kal. That's not nice.)) Hunter Matheson -> (Better than MREs) NDak -> @ ::Making his way to the other side of the diplomatic wing, Destorie stopped seeing an out of place Romulan civilian who he thought he vaguely recognized.:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Sorting through data padds, she began to drop them into the file beside her chair.:: Me? Hmm... I suppose I'm a sucker for amusement parks and thrill rides. Hunter Matheson -> ::breaks the crate and begins sorting::: Tandaris Admiran -> Well then … Cptn Swain -> @ Lovely. So what does he want in return for this information? ::Considering if maybe they should waive the senior staff in on this.:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Smiles.:: What is your favorite ride? Tandaris Admiran -> ::notices he has one pending message from Matheson:: Huh. +Matheson+ Admiran to Matheson. NDak -> Issaha> ::Leans back in his chair:: Hunter Matheson -> ::comes to lactating women, babies, children::: Cptn Corizon -> @ Nothing. ::He said, finishing reading over the data, frowning:: And everything. Hunter Matheson -> ::looks up:: +Admiran+ Matheson here. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Abruptly heads back into the Round Table room:: Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ :: also stops at sighting the elder N'Dak, lips curl with a vague smile :: Rhan K'hal -> @ :: pulls up what sensor data they have and compares it to what was included in the additional data :: Tandaris Admiran -> +Matheson+ You were trying to reach me? NDak -> @ ::Sighs, he was already late.:: Excuse me, is there something I can help au find? I wasn't aware there were anyio of our civilians still left aboard the station. Cptn Swain -> @ ::Lifts a brow and follows Corizon:: Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ It's been a long time since I've been io of au civilians, Destorie. Or io of au dheno, for that matter. Hunter Matheson -> +Admiran+ Yes, sir. A 759ER requisition should be in your inbox, for padding around the bridge consoles. NDak -> @ ::Lifts a brow, Vulcan-esque:: Do I know au? Tandaris Admiran -> +Matheson+ Ah, yes. My inbox, that I totally knew I had and look at regularly. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> You know those open skimmer rides that go up and down on tracks? Coasters, some call them, I think? I like those. I suppose I never had that type of thrill working in engineering. Also, the anti-grav rides that make you hover in the air while freefalling. Those I really like. Tandaris Admiran -> +Matheson+ Padding, you say? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> You ever been to one of the classic parks? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Old World Terran? Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ :: softly sings the song he sang at t'Rexan's request a long time ago :: Hunter Matheson -> +Admiran+ Aye, sir. To guard against injury, sir. Like concussions. Hunter Matheson -> ::still has the knot on his head::: Hunter Matheson -> ::checks the next group of rats:: Tandaris Admiran -> +Matheson+ Why is your head coming into contact with the console at such a ferocious velocity? Rhan K'hal -> (( the console would probably like to know the same thing )) NDak -> @ ::arches brow, somehow higher:: That song is... vaguely familiar. Were au io of the artisans supported by my family? Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods.:: I have been to a couple in North America. I enjoy the coasters. There was one in particular that was made of wood. But the romantic in me has always loved the Ferris wheels. ::Smiles, playing with her PADD again.:: Hunter Matheson -> +Admiran+ ::bites his tongue::: Sir, it's called evasive maneuvers during IDS failures. NDak -> Issaha> ::looks at Tandaris, watching with mild amusement:: Hunter Matheson -> +Admiran+ Doesn't happen too often, but... it's a hell of a thing when it does happen. Sir. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Clears his throat:: Gentlemen if I could interrupt you from your continued recriminations. Tandaris Admiran -> +Matheson+ Uh-huh. All right. I'll get someone on that, assuming we aren't all killed by Jem'Hadar in the next few days. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> That tall one that goes up and around? Yes, those are pleasant, but very tame. I suppose they do give you a good view, though. I think I prefer speed. ::Ponders that for a moment, glancing back down to her reports.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::continues to sort as they plunk more in front of him::: Tandaris Admiran -> +Matheson+ I'm assuming that if we ARE all killed by Jem'Hadar, you aren't interested in still getting the padding? Hunter Matheson -> +Admiran+ :::absently:: Aye, sir. Thank you, sir. NDak -> Issaha> ::Snickers:: Hunter Matheson -> +Admiran+ : :blink:: Sir? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> There are some very good holo recreations of those parks, by the way. Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ No. :: decides to stop beating around the bush :: I was... :: puts a little extra emphasis on the word :: a rather pathetic dheno on the Talon, once upon a time. Tandaris Admiran -> +Matheson+ Is there a next of kin that the padding should be sent to in the event you do not survive? Hunter Matheson -> ::mental rewind:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Smirks.:: Speed isn't the point with those. The slower the better. I've never checked the holoprograms on those. NDak -> @ ::Nods:: Ah. I did na know we had any fellow crew, rhae the Talon here in the Gamma Quadrant. ::Smiles, warmly for Destorie:: What did au say au name was? Cptn Corizon -> @ We have been contacted by Semil, of the Hundred... Hunter Matheson -> +Admiran+ No sir. Don't believe they'll be able to use it, seeing as it needs a console to attach to. Course, my dad could use it in the feed yard, in case of hoof hits. We have this rogue stallion that's a killer when he misses his nap. Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ I hadn't, yet. :: smiles ruefully :: Arrenhe tr'Khev, and as I'm most likely listed as missing or presumed dead, you wouldn't have known. Cptn Corizon -> @Keevan> Semil? ::metaphorically spits the name out:: Hunter Matheson -> +Admiran+ And we have a pretty nasty chicken coop that could use a renovation. Tandaris Admiran -> +Matheson+ ::to himself:: "in event of fatality, forward to father …" Got it. Anything else? NDak -> @ ::Tilts his head:: tr'Khev? Hmm. Ie, I do remember a report of au going missing during our mission, rhae the Gamma Quadrant. Though that was... that has been a while. Hunter Matheson -> +Admiran+ Yes, sir. You can add Uncle Frank's hogs to that. They're huggers, they are, sir. Hunter Matheson -> +Admiran+ Lemme think on the rest. But you know, my sister always did want a pillow like that. Tandaris Admiran -> +Matheson+ You do that. Admiran out. NDak -> Issaha> ::Trying to hide his amusement. He wasn't very good at it.:: Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ Yes, it has. :: unabashedly gives N'Dak the once (or twice, maybe three times) over :: Tandaris Admiran -> ::turns to Issaha:: Do Romulan ships have padding? NDak -> Issaha> ::Shakes his head:: Na, we tend to skip such... amenities. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> (( Romulan ships don't even have seats! )) Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> (( Maybe we should take Hunter's chair away, so he'd have further to fall. )) NDak -> Issaha> Though on my previous posting the Daise'Maenek was rumored to have a stasis pod for each of the senior officers, their names engraved upon it. Hunter Matheson -> ::a few crowd around, their questioning expressions:: Live rations. You know, in case we should run out of freeze dried. ::waggles a finger:: You guys get to slaughter 'em. I'll teach ya. NDak -> Issaha> ::considers:: I was never sure if that was a joke or not, to be honest. Tandaris Admiran -> ::flags someone down:: Kaplan, new assignment. ::leans forward, whispers conspiratorially:: NDak -> Issaha> She was... scary. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Filing away the last of her reports, she stood and motioned for the duty officer to take over.:: I'm going down to cargo to have a look at the incoming emergency supplies. Care to join me, Doctor? Seems you have some sorting to do, as well. Rhan K'hal -> @ :: sends an update to Corizon on the available information he was able to dig up to go with the additional data that came with the message :: Maryse Dubois -> ::Stands.:: I could stretch my legs for a little while. ::Joins Miranda.:: NDak -> @ ::If he noticed the look over, he didn't make it obvious:: Well, I am ... pleased to hear au are safe and sound Arrain. I am sure it's quite the story. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She nodded and headed to the lift.:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Enters the lift.:: Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ Oh, that it is. :: amused, considering he's talking to a high ranking Galae officer and referring to his own desertion :: NDak -> @ As au can see things are a bit... hectic. Why don't au head to our... consulate such as it is. Ask for Ne’Arrain Efala t’Jaelik. Tell her to give some comfortable quarters and anything else au need. I have a meeting that I am late for. NDak -> @ But we can talk when I am done, ie? Tandaris Admiran -> Kaplan> ::rushes off to fulfill important assignment:: Hunter Matheson -> ::goes back to sorting and stacking rats, his mood a little lighter::: Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ :: chuckles, nods :: I would like that, even if it might not be good for me. NDak -> @ ::Mild brow lift:: Hunter Matheson -> (afk) Cptn Corizon -> @ Yeah yeah, I know you don't like him. ::Glances to the PADD:: but I've confirmed the authenticity of this transmission, and he's shared with us some most interesting information that you haven't. Cptn Corizon -> @Misha> Corizon... Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ I do have my own duties. I'm acting as ambassador to the Oullalian people whose planet was recently obliterated. Cptn Corizon -> @ Admiral... NDak -> @ ::Gives him a look:: Arrain, I do na believe that was phrased as an optional assignment. NDak -> @ ::softens:: t'Jaelik will also assist au with anything au need to take care of along those lines. Cptn Corizon -> @Misha> ::frowns:: Go ahead. Cptn Corizon -> @ They rogue Jem'Hadar are planning on attacking the wormhole. Cptn Corizon -> (( 3 minute warning )) Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ :: sighs :: I hardly want to start quarreling with you again so soon after this surprise reunion after so long. I will see this t'Jaelik. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Sends them zooming down to the cargo bay:: NDak -> @::Puts a firm hand on his shoulder:: Jolan tru Arrain. I will see au soon. Hunter Matheson -> (bak) Rhan K'hal -> @ :: can't do much more on the issue without a direction to turn it in, so returns to assisting with the horde :: Cptn Swain -> @ ::does the surprise face you always see before credits show up in cliff hangers:: Hunter Matheson -> ::finishes that group and is unceremoniously sent away for a break, and only then does he realize that he really needs a shower::: Cptn Swain -> ..and.. Hunter Matheson -> ::but then, they all stink::: Arrenhe tr'Khev -> @ :: softly :: Jolan tru. :: thinks "Damn it all to Arrienye, he's still gorgeous." :: Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM

SD 0904.2016 Excalibur has continued to assist in evacuation efforts of the Avalon system, while additional forces previously scattered across the GQ have continued to return to the system, including two Galaxy-class ships assigned to the sector, USS Fuso and Midway. Engineering continues to work with Issaha NDak on counter measures.

SD 0828.2016 Excalibur has returned to Camelot, where a full-scale evacuation of civilian and non-essential personnel is occurring. Swain and other senior command officers have been meeting on Camelot in strategy sessions. Additional Klingon, Romulan and Federation forces have arrived as they've been recalled from current missions. In addition, another group of Dominon forces have arrived in the system. Engineering is working with Issaha N'Dak on possible counter measures to the weapon, while the rest of the crew has been assigned to assist with the evacuation.

MISSION BRIEF: Excalibur has returned to Camelot, where a full-scale evacuation of civilian and non-essential personnel is occurring. Swain and other senior command officers have been meeting on Camelot in strategy sessions. Additional Klingon, Romulan and Federation forces have arrived as they've been recalled from current missions. In addition, another group of Dominon forces have arrived in the system. Engineering is working with Issaha N'Dak on possible counter measures to the weapon, while the rest of the crew has been assigned to assist with the evacuation. Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> #::On Camelot, in the Round table room, during a break:: Hunter Matheson -> ::somewhere working with the evacuees:: Rhan K'hal -> # :: taking a break from the Excalibur and assisting Sprint's team over on Camelot :: Cptn Swain -> #::Mostly alone as all but a few others had left the room to grab coffee or use the facilities:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::enters engineering after a brief respite:: NDak -> ::Brings cups of a hot beverage of Romulan origin that most closely resembled hot chocolate, and some kind of Romulan confection into engineering:: NDak -> #Cormoran> ::Takes a padd from Sprint, glancing over to Khal:: Mister Khal. Hunter Matheson -> ::cargo bay, setting up for sleeping and rations::: William Chocox -> So, we shrink ourselves Ant-Man style and sabotage it from within. Tandaris Admiran -> ::walks in and overhears this, stops:: What is an "ant man"? NDak -> Issaha> ::Sits the tray down net to Will:: NDak -> Issaha> Ie, I was about to ask the same question. What is an ant-man? Rhan K'hal -> # :: glances over :: Yes, Commander? William Chocox -> He's an old superhero from Earth. Maryse Dubois -> ::In sickbay, checking inventory before heading to her office.:: Cptn Swain -> #Cormoran> Thanks for coming over to help. ::Smiles again:: Asher... Captain Swain speaks highly of your abilities. Tandaris Admiran -> What is a "superhero"? NDak -> Issaha> ::Lifts abrow:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::gives Issaha a look as if to say, "Humans are weird":: NDak -> Issaha> ::returns the glance, knowingly:: Anyway.. I brought Hot Jahlen and I think au call them cookies. Semil -> @ :: elsewhere, at a facility under control of The Hundred, reading intel reports of Dominion fleet activities :: NDak -> Issaha> I was able to get the replicators to make a decent attempt at Jahlen. I doubt it will be a good as the real thing, but... there is little we can do. William Chocox -> ::facepalms:: A hero that typically has super powers or super gadgets. Rhan K'hal -> # Happy to help, and glad he didn't mention I can also be a pain in the tail. Or that you were too diplomatic to add it if he did. :: grin :: William Chocox -> And I apologize for the state of our replicators. Tandaris Admiran -> Oooh, I haven't had Jahlen in ages. NDak -> Issaha> ::Nods:: Still, I thought au would enjoy it. William Chocox -> Never had it. Cptn Swain -> # ::Frowns looking at the status display. They still had little idea of what the rogue Jem'Hadar -- whatever they called themselves -- were planning on doing. The last hour of their meetings has been almost completely derailed by Weyoun and Keevan posturing and he had the feeling both knew more than they were willing to let on in front of the other.:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::takes a sip of the Jahlen, frowns slightly, but knocks more back:: So have you two figured out a more sane plan than mine? Hunter Matheson -> ::workworkwork:: Semil -> @ :::deep frown::: So they've done it. Cptn Swain -> #Cormoran> Ash... ::he forced a smile:: Captain Swain rarely talks about work. Cptn Swain -> #Cormoran> Or at least personnel matters. So, it's a very high praise when he mentions it at all. Semil -> @ :::confirming the convergence of capital ships belonging to both Keevan and Weyoun in the Avalon system::: Cptn Swain -> #Cormoran> But well earned, I think. NDak -> Issaha> ::sinks into the chair with his drink:: Not yet. NDak -> Issaha> Every sane plan seems to fall flat. William Chocox -> ::drinks:: Actually pretty good. Tandaris Admiran -> That tends to be the story of my life. NDak -> Issaha> ::Nods:: Ie. NDak -> Issaha> Brother and I have been in some tight spots before. Semil -> @ :::amazed at the lengths the Vorta Council will go to avoid turning control of the Dominion to its rightful heirs::: NDak -> Issaha> We've always seemed to figure something out. But I don't think he has any better ideas about this. He's not much into science. Great tactical mind, mind you -- but doesn't really care about... you know... what us au human word... nord? Nord things? Maryse Dubois -> ::Takes a seat in her office, with a hot cup of tea placed near her. She begins going over evacuation plans and distribution of medical supplies.:: Rhan K'hal -> # :: nods, pleased; not deaf to the twice corrected familiarity regarding Swain, but in no need to challenge it :: I'll happily take the roundabout compliment then. Can't blame him for not talking about work lately though, since officially we've been off "watering flowers." :: eyeroll :: Cptn Swain -> #Cormoran> ::Smiles warmly:: Such is life in the Quadrant. Ambassador TSalik -> # :: gathering her belongings for the civilian transport to the wormhole :: Cptn Swain -> #Cormoran> Hmm... the next batch of ships are lining up for departure. Care to direct them off? Semil -> @ :::reviewing what assets are in place::: Do we have any evidence that our diplomatic wing has been violated in our absence? Rhan K'hal -> # Will do, sir. Cptn Swain -> #::Frowns again, heading over to the replicator to make tea:: Why don't we just abandon the whole station and be done with it. William Chocox -> Nord? NDak -> Issaha> You know a ::says something in Romulan, before huffing:: someio who's into like science and technology and speculative fiction. Tandaris Admiran -> ::looking over some of their half-drawn up schemes, shaking his head:: NDak -> Issaha> ::Tandaris:: I did notice something going over the old logs Captain Corizon gave you... err us. Semil -> @ :::recalls promises made by the former Camelot commander about sealing the wing where the Hundred previously took residence::: William Chocox -> Nerd? NDak -> Issaha> Ie ie, that's it! Nerd! Brother isn't much of a nerd. Too dour. Cptn Corizon -> # ::from the Corrner:: I made that suggestion several years ago. Rhan K'hal -> # :: uses his rather blunt style to get the ships moving in the right direction, in the right order, and in the right timeframe; also not above a little intimidation to civilian pilots where necessary :: William Chocox -> Alright. Ambassador TSalik -> # :: using her credentials, disengages active protocols involving her diplomatic missions to the Scorpiad, effectively ending that mission :: NDak -> Issaha> ::looks at Will:: You're decidedly a nerd though. ::nods:: William Chocox -> So...do we start going with insane ideas? NDak -> Issaha> ::turns back to Tandaris:: There was a name on a number of the files that I think could be of some use. A Captain Sorehl I think. NDak -> Issaha> Do au know him? I mean I know au were just a junior officer when it was built but still... NDak -> Issaha> ::eats a cookie:: William Chocox -> ::eats one as well:: Semil -> @ :::reviews the intelligence briefings on Jem'Hadar defections and other fleet movements::: Tandaris Admiran -> Yes, I worked with Captain Sorehl a few times. But I haven't seen him in years. Tandaris Admiran -> I don't know if is even still active. I suppose I can make inquiries. Semil -> @ :::looks to his First::: How well known is this broadcast? NDak -> Issaha> ::Nods:: He might be of some use in coming up with a saner plan. Rhan K'hal -> Crewman Maiandra> :: enters sickbay and expertly winds her way through the chaos to arrive at the CMO's office, chimes :: Cptn Swain -> # ::glances over to Corizon, over his tea:: Hmm I see. Cptn Corizon -> # But we're still here. William Chocox -> You're just prejudiced against my ideas. Ambassador TSalik -> # :: notes protocols now showing inactive :: Cptn Corizon -> # I am sure that, the President and all of the brass are talking about that right now. Maryse Dubois -> ::Had been engrossed in a Padd. Looks up.:: Enter. Cptn Swain -> #Since when were you one to counsel patience? Tandaris Admiran -> All right, I will get on that. You two start preparing my insane plan, and the two least worst of the sane plans, for presentation to Swain. Hunter Matheson -> ::workworkwork:: William Chocox -> Aye sir. Semil -> @ :::considers whether this is information to withhold, since it could work to undermine the Vorta Council's control of Dominion assets::: NDak -> Issaha> Ie. Rhan K'hal -> Crewman Maiandra> :: enters :: Hi Doc. Crewman Elise Maiandra. Lt. K'hal scheduled me to come down here, saying you'd probably be in need of some help with supplies by this time. Ambassador TSalik -> # :: pulls up the hood of her cloak, moves to exit the Diplomatic Hub into Embassy Row, Deck 27 :: William Chocox -> ::starts working:: NDak -> Issaha> ::Will:: So, is there any one in au life? Girl... ::considers:: boy ::considered:: transgendered person in au life? Maryse Dubois -> ::Smiles.:: Did he now? ::Pushes a PADD towards the edge of the desk.:: There's my inventory. William Chocox -> ::blinks:: No. Semil -> @ :::considers, wishes his new gods valued free will a little less::: Eloi would tell me decisions are the forge of character. :::feeling that familiar crisis of faith::: Rhan K'hal -> # :: gets that lot of ships off without having to break into the special swear words :: One down... :: looks at console :: wow, we don't even have an official estimate for the total workload. Yay, chaos. Cptn Swain -> @Cormoran> ::brightens:: That sounds like an excellent project for you, Mister Khal Tandaris Admiran -> ::enters his office, looks around:: I really do need to use this thing more often. NDak -> Issaha> ::frowns:: We should work on that then. William Chocox -> (M) What is with this crew and my love life? NDak -> Issaha> Life is far too short to spend your time married to aur job. Don't want to be like my brother. Semil -> @ :::weighs the probable erosion of power versus the impact of forcing a response from the Alpha powers::: The risk... William Chocox -> Hm Tandaris Admiran -> Computer, I want to contact Captain Sorehl. Access Starfleet service records. Where is current posting? Ambassador TSalik -> # :: heads to the Command Center to pay her respects :: NDak -> Issaha> ::shakes his head:: Destorie is too married to his job. Always work work work. Never time for his personal life. NDak -> Issaha> You shouldn't do that. He's very dull at parties. You wouldn't want to be dull at parties Will. Rhan K'hal -> Crewman Maiandra> :: grabs the PADD, glances over it quickly; is obviously a competent sort :: I should be able to fill in these gaps for you pretty easily, the Lt. had already put in some requests before he went up to Camelot Ops. The rest we'll figure out one way or another. :: copies the data to her own device and pushes the PADD back to Maryse :: William Chocox -> I'm explosive at parties. NDak -> Issaha> This one time, we were at the Klingon wedding... ::takes a drink:: Ambassador TSalik -> Computer> Captain Sorehl is in inactive status, retired. NDak -> Issaha> ::nearly spits t out:: I have a hard time believing that. Hunter Matheson -> ::hefts the last carton of rations to the designated distribution center and is cleared for a break::: Rhan K'hal -> # I've done more impossible things in the last month. Orchids, really hard to water evenly you know. William Chocox -> And why is that? Tandaris Admiran -> That's what I thought. Do you have a forwarding address? Semil -> @ :::wallowing in indecision::: Cptn Swain -> #Cormoran> I get the feeling you secretly like bringing order to chaos. A little Caitian Borg Queen. Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods.:: Excellent. I know things might get a little crazy with the evacuation and all. Rhan K'hal -> # Resistance if futile. Especially if you don't like claws in your butt. :: grins, rolls his chair over to a console and settles in :: Cptn Swain -> Issaha> Because I can always tell, you know. Ambassador TSalik -> Computer> Communications for Captain Sorehl are directed to the Avalon Colony, personal residence on the surface. Cptn Swain -> Issaha> ::sighs:: You're far too buttoned up to ever be fun at a party. Hunter Matheson -> ::drags himself out of the lift on the Marine deck and beelines it to the lounge:: Cptn Swain -> Issaha> :tilts head: Unless au had some ale perhaps. Tandaris Admiran -> Oh, well, that's more convenient. William Chocox -> What did that superpower say about working on a subs pace weapon? William Chocox -> ::smirks:: Tandaris Admiran -> Computer, open a channel to the--wait, belay that. ::rushes behind desk, clears a bunch of junk off the shelf behind it and the chair:: Semil -> @ :::deep breath::: What methods to we have for secure communication? Can we route a signal through the equipment left in our diplomatic wing? Cptn Swain -> Issaha> ::Gives him a suddenly sharp, piercing look:: It was an assignment, not a choice. Mister Chocox. Hunter Matheson -> ::dirty and sweaty like most of the rest, he grabs a cup and slumps onto the couch:: Cptn Swain -> (( lmao Tandaris )) William Chocox -> Gotcha. ::raises hands reassuringly:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::satisfied, sits in the chair:: Computer, open a channel to Avalon Colony and request Captain Sorehl, please. Maryse Dubois -> ((Wow. I didn't think Tandy tidied up for anyone.)) Cptn Swain -> #Cormoran> ::smirks:: I am going to get some tea and check in on Asher...Captain Swain. Want anything? Ambassador TSalik -> Computer> The communications hub indicates that this location has been closed, due to evacuation of the Avalon colony. Hunter Matheson -> (Always a first time) NDak -> Issaha> ::Eases quickly back to the much more jovial self:: No worries. Rhan K'hal -> Crewman Maiandra> No more than we were expecting, Doctor. I'll get to work on making sure you have what you need. Any changes, just contact me. Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods.:: Thank you Crewman. Tandaris Admiran -> ::gets that look every Starfleet officer gets when the computer has withheld information because you didn't phrase your query in the exact way it wanted:: FINE. Is Sorehl on any of the evacuation manifests? Ambassador TSalik -> Computer> All personal communication is being currently routed to Starbase Camelot, diplomatic wing. Rhan K'hal -> # No thanks Commander. Ambassador TSalik -> Computer> Captain Sorehl does not appear to be on any evacuation manifests or on the station lists. Semil -> @ :::nods::: Yes, I don't like revealing it, either. But what choice do we have? Rhan K'hal -> Crewman Maiandra> :: exits Maryse's office, already pushing buttons on her PADD :: NDak -> Issaha> ::Brings up the notes from their last planning session:: So, hmm..... which of these is the least insane? Tandaris Admiran -> Computer, do you have any idea where Captain Sorehl might be? Ambassador TSalik -> Computer> Unknown. All communications are currently routed to next of kin. Cptn Swain -> #Cormoran> ::nods and heads off the command deck:: Rhan K'hal -> Crewman Maiandra> :: no more than exits the outer sickbay doors when some more gold-shirted operations crewmen enter sickbay with an anti-grav unit filled with supplies :: Maryse Dubois -> ((Don't let that computer get the best of you Tandy.)) Tandaris Admiran -> Would you feel like telling me WHO this next of kin is, and where THEY might be located? Tandaris Admiran -> ::about to flip a table:: Ambassador TSalik -> # :: arriving in the Command Center :: Ambassador TSalik -> Computer> Ambassador T'Salik, his wife, is currently aboard Starbase Camelot. Command Center, Deck One. NDak -> Issaha> ::looks at Will:: What about this io? Semil -> @ :::commits::: Open a transmission to Camelot. We'll let the Federation know directly, via our onboard encryption. Our friends on the Council shouldn't be able to intercept. Tandaris Admiran -> ::taps console, opens a channel to Camelot operations:: Commander Admiran to Camelot. Cptn Swain -> # Arden... ::drinks tea:: How's everything upto? Cptn Corizon -> # ::glances over, decides to give them some room:: Rhan K'hal -> # :: eyes slip over to the Vulcan as she enters, after a quick flip through his mental database knows from his homework that she's the Fed diplo; gives her a nice, restrained nod that shouldn't offend a Vulcan of her sophistication and stature :: William Chocox -> Seems insane enough. Ambassador TSalik -> # :: looks toward Ops, hopes to inquire on whether the CO is available for her final regards :: Rhan K'hal -> # :: is only the proverbial bull in a china shop when he has to (or really wants to) be :: NDak -> Issaha> ::frowns:: We're supposed to pick the least insane ones. Cptn Swain -> #Calypsos> ::Exits from his office:: Ambassador. Ambassador TSalik -> # :: seeing acknowledgement, steps closer to Sprint's usual posting, then sees Swain :: Ambassador TSalik -> # :: nodding :: Captain. William Chocox -> Only one of them. The other can be insane. Semil -> @ :::waits patiently, hoping the equipment they left behind on Camelot is still functioning::: Hunter Matheson -> ::and after a quick shower and clean uniform, he returns to the bridge to pat his favorite console:: Hey, Baby. Long time no see. Tandaris Admiran -> ::repeats hail:: +Camelot+ Commander Admiran to Camelot. Cptn Swain -> #Calypsos> So you'll be leaving us on the next batch of transports headed for the AQ? Maryse Dubois -> ((I think Kal needs another appointment with the counselor.)) Rhan K'hal -> # :: is saved from having to interact by the impeccable timing of Captain Calypsos, who uses his windows to full advantage apparently; is about to return to work when he sees the comm from Tandy :: Hunter Matheson -> (Shrink's busy) Rhan K'hal -> # +Tandy+ Yes, Commander? Cptn Swain -> (( 5 to 7 minute warning )) Ambassador TSalik -> # Confirmed. I have concluded my official duties and resuming civilian status. My youngest children are already aboard our berth. Ambassador TSalik -> # I believe tradition is to "say goodbye" before departure. Hunter Matheson -> ::running his hand around the console, he calculates how long it would take for the 764 ER request form to go through, then idly plots to make his own console cushion:: Cptn Swain -> #Calypsos> ::nods, extends Vulcan salute:: Or in your culture, Live Long, and Prosper. Hunter Matheson -> ::then has a thought:: +COM+ Matheson to Commander Admiran. Tandaris Admiran -> +K'hal+ Ah, Rhan. I need to talk to Ambassador T'Salik. The computer seems to think she is on Camelot, and in fact in the command centre. Ambassador TSalik -> # :: returns the salute :: Yes, wherever that life may yet take us. Hunter Matheson -> :::and the line is busy::: Semil -> @ :::composes coded message for Camelot::: Rhan K'hal -> # +Tandy+ The computer is right, she just walked right past me. Though she's in Captain Calypsos' office, so you're gonna have to take a number. Tandaris Admiran -> +Khal+ Could you intercept her on her way out and have her contact me, please? Cptn Swain -> #Calypsos> ::tips his head respectfully:: Well then, safe journeys. Hunter Matheson -> ::and since the console is shut down for docking, he sighs, running his hand along the console again:: Sorry, Babe. It'll happen sometime, I promise. Semil -> @ :::recording::: Camelot, this is Semil, servant of the Hundred. I have information regarding a threat to your territory, which the Dominion has not shared with you. I have actionable intelligence and confirmation of a location and motivation. Rhan K'hal -> # +Tandy+ You have your urgent face on so I'm guessing you're not just calling to say "howdy," so I'll give it a go. But if she keeps walking I'm not tackling her. Ambassador TSalik -> # :: glances at the colony in the viewer :: Peace and long life. :: turns away :: Hunter Matheson -> ::and while he's at it, he decides to get a tether for Cho::: Tandaris Admiran -> +K'hal+ You always find a way to get the job done. Semil -> @ Succinct. Rhan K'hal -> # +Tandy+ I do, don't I? Rhan K'hal -> # :: hangs up on Tandy and goes to put himself in a position that TSalik would have to walk over him to get by :: Hunter Matheson -> ::slips over to OPS and composes a text, asking engineering about installing a cushion around the helm console, and sends it::: Maryse Dubois -> ((Kal scares me.)) Ambassador TSalik -> # :: passing through, seeing K'hal and stops :: NDak -> #Calypsos> ::sighs as she leaves:: Hunter Matheson -> ::then returns to his station, sits down, and stares at the stars, thinking about space... the final frontier::: Rhan K'hal -> # Excuse me, Ambassador. Commander Admiran on board the Excalibur has asked me to have you contact him. Cptn Corizon -> ...and... Ambassador TSalik -> # :: gentle tilt of head :: Surprising. Hunter Matheson -> ::these are the missions of the USS Excalibur, their five year mission, to transport refugees through the GQ::: Rhan K'hal -> # Everything he does is surprising, but considering our current... situation, he wouldn't ask if there was not great need. Cptn Swain -> (( now now hunter... we also occasionally go on secret missions where the crew is in a great deal of danger! )) Ambassador TSalik -> # :: nods :: By all means. How may I reach him? Hunter Matheson -> ::and he thinks of them, their situation, and considers himself fortunate::: Ambassador TSalik -> # :: wonders if he wants a face to face or if comm is sufficient :: Hunter Matheson -> (Right, sir. Forgot about that one. Not sure how, but you know... stuff just gets conveniently forgotten.) Cptn Swain -> (( All the head trauma. )) Hunter Matheson -> (Definitely) Rhan K'hal -> # +Tandy+ K'hal to Admiran. I have the Ambassador with me. How exactly would you like to proceed? Cptn Swain -> AND Semil -> @ :::to his First::: Send that to Camelot. Maryse Dubois -> ((hehe and the drugs. Those are good drugs.)) Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM

MISSION BRIEF: Excalibur has been ordered to return to Camelot, where long-range sensors indicate a large gathering of Starfleet, Klingon and Romulan vessels. Engineering has been working with Arrain Issaha N'Dak on possible counter measures; science and operations are gaming out possible targets for the weapon; while medical is being asked to assist with the ongoing evacuation of civilian and non-critical military personnel, including refugees from the system. We are just outside of the Avalon system when we pick up. Hunter Matheson -> So what system are we evacuating? Cptn Swain -> Avalon -- the system Camelot is in. Cptn Swain -> It has also become a major center for refugees fleeing the ongoing violence in the Dominion. Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Rhan K'hal -> :: is back on the bridge at his usual location of wherever he feels like for the day; after spending nearly 4 days knocking heads together with Ithene, is glad of the return to routine - at least as routine as Excal can get :: Hunter Matheson -> ::cleared for duty, he's back at helm, happy as a clam, buried in the sand, until someone digs it up::: Cptn Swain -> ::On the bridge:: Ambassador TSalik -> @ :::on the Avalon colony, observing and assisting coordination::: Cptn Corizon -> Issaha> ::In engineering, finding the Lloann'na engineering team to be incredibly... interesting.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::figures he owes Gaither a few rounds for stepping in::: William Chocox -> ::paces in Engineering:: Rhan K'hal -> Phew, busier than a beehive after a botanical contention out there. Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: Yeah. Hunter Matheson -> ::absently as he works, to K'hal:: Looks like. Tandaris Admiran -> So we can't blow it up. We've tried simulating implosions, explosions, obtrusions, extrusions, and a few other things I don't think we invented words for yet. Tandaris Admiran -> Everything either detonates the device prematurely or works too slowly and can be disarmed. Cptn Corizon -> Issaha> ::Nods:: Ie. Maryse Dubois -> ::Steps out onto the bridge, a couple PADDs in hand. She walks over to the railing before stepping down towards center chair. Hands one of the PADDs to Swain.:: Medical reports on our two rescuees. Cptn Corizon -> ::Takes the PADD, looks it over:: Well good to know they're not changelings or replicants. Hunter Matheson -> ::taps away::: ETA is five minutes, Captain. Request orbital docking? Ambassador TSalik -> @ :::finding it far simpler to assist the recent refugees than the colonists, some of whom (like herself) have built homes here over the last ten years::: Maryse Dubois -> ::Smirks.:: That would have been interesting, but no. Nothing out of the ordinary. Cptn Swain -> Well, I for one am happy with ordinary after the last few months. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Miranda couldn't help but take a jaunt to engineering to find out if they've come up with a solution. She stepped off the lift and headed for Tandaris.:: Rhan K'hal -> :: dryly :: Something something something small favors. Tandaris Admiran -> I'm beginning to think we aren't going to be able to stop this thing. Cptn Corizon -> Issaha> ::considers:: There is always a solution to any problem. Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods.:: Though I doubt that will last long, especially with our record. William Chocox -> What if we board and take over their ship? Cptn Corizon -> Issaha> I do na know why au Lloann'na have what is it they call it... Kobe Maru test? Cptn Swain -> ::Snorts:: Tandaris Admiran -> Sometimes the solution is best found by reframing the problem, though. Hunter Matheson -> ::taking a look at the crowded orbits, he requests orbital docking from Camelot::: Maryse Dubois -> ::Walks back to the upper level, taking a seat by Rhan, setting her other PADD down on the console.:: Back at it with refugees again... William Chocox -> And it's Kobayashi Maru. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Still no solutions to our issue? ::Looking at William, Tandaris, and Issaha.:: Ambassador TSalik -> @ :::knowing this colony was among the most permanent places her family had lived -- longer than Aegis, longer than Cardassian Rhan K'hal -> :: nods :: When you have to move I don't know how many millions of people through 1 relatively tiny hole in space, it's going to take a while. Hunter Matheson -> ::Swain:: We have a choice for orbits, sir. First class or cargo. Which would you like? Cptn Corizon -> Issaha> ::Lifts a brow at William:: Cptn Swain -> First class. Cptn Swain -> I believe the Admiral will be coming aboard to meet his son. Cptn Swain -> ::Considers:: I suppose I should meet him at the airlock with an honor guard. Hunter Matheson -> First class, aye. ::replies to station OPS and receives the orbit:: Aye, sir. Rhan K'hal -> I bet if we zoomed in we could see his face plastered to the airlock already. Maryse Dubois -> Be nice if he came on board with a big box of medals too. Cptn Swain -> ::Khal:: No crime in loving your son. Tandaris Admiran -> ::Hawthorne:: Not yet. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Do we know how the device works? ::Looking specifically to the Romulan.:: Hunter Matheson -> We actually have a docking slip, Captain. Going in now. Cptn Swain -> ::Stands, straightening his uniform:: Khal, have security round up an honor guard and meet me at the airlock. Cptn Swain -> And Corizon too. Rhan K'hal -> :: has a face that clearly shows he thinks that's about the only law abiding Abronvonvich has done recently :: Cptn Corizon -> Issaha> ::nods:: Ie. Maryse Dubois -> Or at least pay for dinner and some long time blocks in a holosuite. Rhan K'hal -> Aye, Captain. Cptn Corizon -> Issaha> Though we did make some modifications from au original design. Maryse Dubois -> ::Smiles at Rhan.:: Have fun. William Chocox -> Stopping it is a whole other matter. Hunter Matheson -> ::slow, even entrance to the melee, cuts to 1/4 impulse, then to thrusters::: Cptn Corizon -> Issaha> As there were certain parts we could na fabricate, as well as some... additional ideas the Vorta had about functionality. Rhan K'hal -> :: contacts security, gives them the who what where when :: Ambassador TSalik -> @ :::wondering if ten years can be considered impermanence, and yet wondering if this evacuation will prove to be the end of the Federation presence in the Gamma Quadrant::: Cptn Swain -> ::heads off the bridge:: Rhan K'hal -> +Corizon+ K'hal to Corizon. Captain Swain would like you to meet him at airlock # to meet the Admiral. Hunter Matheson -> ::eases Excalibur into her slip with hardly a bump, then engages docking clamps::: Cptn Corizon -> +Khal+ Understood. Tandaris Admiran -> What if we didn't try to stop it? NDak -> Issaha> ::Lifts a brow, Vulcan-esque:: NDak -> Issaha> Ie? Ambassador TSalik -> @ :::conferring with the colony governor, assessing how many ships are involved in the movement off world::: Hunter Matheson -> ::standard report to OIC:: Docking achieved, Powering down. Umbilicals engaged. Shifting to station command. Rhan K'hal -> :: Maryse :: The way he phrased that I can get away with just having security and Corizon meet him there. Best if I'm as far away from that pomp... elderly gentleman as possible. Plus someone has to make sure Hunter doesn't crash into the station. Tandaris Admiran -> Subspace weapons are terrifying because they tear holes in subspace. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> Now, now, R'han. Hunter Matheson -> ::then begins his post-flight procedures::: Tandaris Admiran -> What if we beat them to it? Maryse Dubois -> ::Smirks.:: Well at least he didn't ask any of us to join him. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::slipping into the Command chair:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She blinked at Tandaris.:: Meaning? Cptn Swain -> Ithene> I think he felt guilty about the whole mission. Hunter Matheson -> ::feels a disturbance in the force as she slips into the command chair::: Maryse Dubois -> Yeah, I know he did. You could see it in his expressions. Tandaris Admiran -> After they fire the weapon, we create a tear in subspace in the weapon's course. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::Sighs:: Nothing for it though. Tandaris Admiran -> It detonates … but there is no subspace for it to tear up. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> What's the status outside. ::makes a motion:: Tandaris Admiran -> Our rip, in comparison, will be much smaller and heal faster. Rhan K'hal -> Chaos minus 0.001. Maryse Dubois -> Can't really say no when an admiral tells you to do something. Well, I guess you could say no, but it isn't recommended. Ambassador TSalik -> @ :::gathering together her two youngest children, hefting a weighty satchel of personal effects, leaving most of her possessions behind at their home::: NDak -> Issaha> Intriguing. Rhan K'hal -> Over 100 Starfleet and/or Federation ships, 26 Klingon vessels, 8 Romulan ships, and ... 342 civilian ships. NDak -> Issaha> Though you'd have to be... very sure of aur calculations. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> Poor Sprint. Rhan K'hal -> Space is big, but it's not big enough the way some of those civvies are flying. Tandaris Admiran -> Hey, I'll have a Romulan double-checking them for me, right? Cptn Swain -> Ithene> I wouldn't want to be riding herd on that mess. NDak -> Issaha> ::Smirks:: Ambassador TSalik -> @ :::reports to the colony transporter complex, with its direct line to the starbase itself::: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Miranda drew in a deep breath and pressed her fingers to her temple.:: Rhan K'hal -> He's probably offloaded some of it to the Starfleet ships in orbit like he did when we were here before. NDak -> Ithene> ::Rhan:: Should I volunteer you again? Tandaris Admiran -> We could modify a torpedo to do the deed. Maryse Dubois -> ::Snickers.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::running down his checklist::: Rhan K'hal -> :: makes a rude tail gesture at Ithene; whether she's fluent in Caitian tail language or not he really doesn't care :: Ambassador TSalik -> @ :::recognized for her diplomatic credentials, defers moving past the queue of other evacuees::: Cptn Swain -> ::Arrives at the airlock with Corizon, Lt Abronvonvich, and the security detail:: Hunter Matheson -> ::standard diagnostic to report to engineering shows the standard stuff... overworked, underpaid::: Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::snickers:: William Chocox -> That'd be interesting. Maryse Dubois -> As long as our cargo holds don't get filled with refugees again... Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> It is a... ambitious plan. Is it our only option at this point? ::Trying to figure out how she was going to sell it to the higher ups.:: Cptn Swain -> Ithene> My guess is that won't happen. Tandaris Admiran -> ((We're talking about opening our own, smaller tear in subspace ahead of the weapon and essentially cancelling it out, Chocox.)) Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> I would like to think this would be a last resort... Tandaris Admiran -> ::Miranda:: It's the only one that has a chance of succeeding. Trust me, we will try to come up with something better. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> Not going to load us up with refugees and have us fight. Rhan K'hal -> If it means we get out of this mess and back into the Alpha quadrant I'd be happy enough. But I'm sure we'll have to play bomb squad. Because we haven't done enough already. Tandaris Admiran -> It's also _technically_ in violation of the Khitomer Convention, obviously. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::Rhan:: Such is the curse of competency. Tandaris Admiran -> ::war crime—because why not?:: NDak -> Issaha> I somehow doubt anyone will mind... too much. Maryse Dubois -> ::Smirks.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::slips that report to engineering, like they don't have enough to do::: William Chocox -> As long as they knew why we did it. Tandaris Admiran -> We still need to know where they plan to attack. William Chocox -> But I'm assuming that's classified. Tandaris Admiran -> If the wormhole does turn out to be a target, that will make this plan much trickier. Rhan K'hal -> :: harrumphs :: Mreh was right, I should've gone to Ferenginar and been an accountant. William Chocox -> Ah, yes. Tandaris Admiran -> ::Chocox:: Yeah, remind me to get around to putting up a big sign outside engineering that just says, "Assume it's classified". Cptn Swain -> Ithene> It rains there, constantly. Ambassador TSalik -> @ :::moving up in the queue::: Cptn Swain -> Ithene> I don't think you'd like to be a wet cat, constantly. William Chocox -> Will do. Rhan K'hal -> Better than the *bleep*storms we deal with. Maryse Dubois -> Your fur would be so smelly. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::nods:: It would ruin it. Hunter Matheson -> ::then does the standard check of the station's connections, their functionability, making sure they don't tamper with the goods::: Rhan K'hal -> :: looks over to Hunter :: Having fun over there, Gunny? Tandaris Admiran -> I will start working on the calculations. ::Chocox, N'Dak:: Get another team working on the torpedo modifications, then I want the two of you to take another look at the weapon schematics and see if you can't come up with a better plan. Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Bridge receives a notification from the airlock that the VIP has left. Hunter Matheson -> ::grin, half turn:: Always, sir. William Chocox -> Aye sir. Tandaris Admiran -> If you can come up with something better I will buy you an inordinately expensive bottle of alcohol, assuming it works and we survive. NDak -> Issaha> ::Nods:: Rhan K'hal -> At least one of us is. :: looks over at the beep :: VIP away. Hooray. William Chocox -> Oh, it has to work? NDak -> Issaha> ::considers pointing out that his family owned a prominent brewery of romulan ale, but thinks better of it.:: Ambassador TSalik -> @ :::her credentials and transport orders reviewed, she steps onto the pad::: Cptn Swain -> Ithene> One of them anyway. Hunter Matheson -> ::logs on to the aux helm console and begins a thorough check of that, to K'hal:: You should become a pilot, sir. Fly one of these babies. It's sweet. Always makes me happy. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> Where's the older N'Dak? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> I want at least two other solutions to present, Admiran, with statistics on chance of success. I can't take your last resort and jump it to the front of the line. Command will never agree to it unless they see that nothing else will work. Rhan K'hal -> :: scans for Destorie :: Cptn Swain -> Ithene> Swain had me give him access to the long range communications array earlier. Maryse Dubois -> I've not seen him recently. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> I assume he was reporting to the motherplanet. Rhan K'hal -> :: Hunter :: I think I'll just live with my small craft license, thank you. William Chocox -> ::starts working at his console:: Ambassador TSalik -> @ :::feels the familiar wash of the transporter, once a staple of her own career in Starfleet::: Hunter Matheson -> ::swivels:: Sounds like a plan, sir. Fewer duties. More fun. Tandaris Admiran -> Understood, Commander. Please let us know if you learn anything else about the target. That would help immensely. Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Long range sensors detect incoming vessels, Dominion in origin. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She nodded and turned to leave, heading for the lift.:: Rhan K'hal -> Eep. :: hops over to the aux tactical :: Dominion ships inbound. Hunter Matheson -> ::pulls up a 742_ER form for a padded helm console::: Hunter Matheson -> ::head jerks around:: Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::straightens in the command chair:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Straightens up.:: That can't be good. Rhan K'hal -> :: Ithene :: D. N'Dak left with Corizon and company. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> What is Camelot's status. Surely they saw them before we did. Hunter Matheson -> ::grabs helm and powers up::: Tandaris Admiran -> ::moves off to another workstation to start running numbers:: I wish I still had my Scorpiad ship memories. Tandaris Admiran -> The Scorpiads were good with subspace. Ambassador TSalik -> :::materializes in one of the many transporter rooms on Camelot::: NDak -> Issaha> So I have heard. NDak -> Issaha> ::frowns:: I would have liked to have met them. Hunter Matheson -> ::Ithene:: Move away from the station, ma'am? Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::shakes her head:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::snorts:: Probably not. Tandaris Admiran -> They're even more arrogant than Romulans. Tandaris Admiran -> _Almost_ as arrogant as Cardassians. NDak -> Issaha> ::Lifts a brow:: Rhan K'hal -> Looks like the station is at yellow alert, though communications frequencies are even more jumbled than before. Hunter Matheson -> ::deep breath, prepares anyway, just in case::: Cptn Swain -> Ithene> Update Swain. Rhan K'hal -> :: nods :: Cptn Swain -> Ithene> If they're not worried yet, we won't be. Rhan K'hal -> +Swain+ K'hal to Captain Swain. We have Dominion vessels inbound. Camelot is on yellow alert only, no direct communications from the station yet received. Hunter Matheson -> ::checks orbiting ship status:: Ambassador TSalik -> :::steps off the pad on Deck 27::: William Chocox -> That's pretty arrogant. Cptn Swain -> +K'hal+ Understood. I am on my way to a briefing on the station. Keep me apprised. Swain out. Hunter Matheson -> ::Ithene:: Ships still in orbit, standard spacing. William Chocox -> ::doesn't look up:: Cptn Swain -> Ithene> Can we get a better look at the incoming ships? Ambassador TSalik -> :::nods to one of several known transporter techs, steps down and out into the lower level of the Commercial Concourse::: NDak -> Issaha> Well, not all Rihannsu are so... arrogant. But it is a reputation we have earned over the years. Tandaris Admiran -> You heard Hawthorne. She wants at least two other solutions, and none of our approaches have worked yet. I want a better solution too. There must be something we can do. Rhan K'hal -> Assuming one of those freighters doesn't drop it's big aft in our view. :: zooms in on the incoming ships :: Maryse Dubois -> The way people not reacting, you would think they were expected. William Chocox -> I'm working on it sir. Hunter Matheson -> ::plotting several emergency exits, none of which looks that good::: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> There are three separate incoming groups of Dominion ships from different vectors. One a grouping of attack ships, another a battlecruisers, and finally one of their super-battle cruisers and some attendant attack fighters. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She stepped out onto the bridge a few moments later and headed for her usual chair. Lifts an eyebrow, finding Ithene in the command seat.:: Swain? Cptn Swain -> Ithene> Apparently on his way to a briefing on the station. Rhan K'hal -> :: updates Ithene, and the incoming Miranda, on all that stuff from the action :: Cptn Swain -> Ithene> He met the Admiral and Corizon with the Admiral's son at the airlock. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::surrenders the big chair to Miranda:: Hunter Matheson -> ::Hawthorne:: Docking area is clear, ma'am. Ready for emergency departure at your command if necessary. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Takes a seat.:: If the Captain is clear, take us away from the station and hail the incoming ships. Hunter Matheson -> Aye, ma'am. Informing the station. Closing docking ports... Ambassador TSalik -> :::moving through the Concourse, heading to the Federation diplomatic wing::: Hunter Matheson -> Umbilicles dropped. We have control. Docking clamps released. Engaging thrusters at 1/4 Rhan K'hal -> :: waits for Hunter to get us maneuvered out before sending the hail :: Hunter Matheson -> Moving out... Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::takes her seat:: Rhan K'hal -> Opening hailing frequencies... hailing frequencies open. Tandaris Admiran -> ::works on calculations, prepares some simulations:: Hunter Matheson -> ::turns carefully, an exit vector already set in:: Going to one half impulse. Tandaris Admiran -> ::notices they're moving:: Huh. Hunter Matheson -> Destination, Commander? NDak -> Issaha> ::lifts a brow:: William Chocox -> I'm going to assume that's not good. Tandaris Admiran -> +Ops+ Engineering to Bridge. What's our status? Semil -> Keevan> Federation vessel, this is Keevan of the Vorta Council. William Chocox -> Since we just got here. Rhan K'hal -> +Tandy+ We're having a bit of a pow-wow, Commander. NDak -> Issaha> ::looks over:: Those look like Dominion signals... if I read your sensors correctly? Hunter Matheson -> ::maneuvering through the orbital docked ships::: Semil -> Keevan> :: providing a visual, complete with militaristic-looking eyepiece, from the bridge of the lead battleship :: Hunter Matheson -> ::Hawthorne:: I need a destination, ma'am. Hunter Matheson -> Approaching the outskirts of orbital docking. William Chocox -> ::looks over:: Impressive. For a Romulan. Hunter Matheson -> +Gaither+ Get up here pronto. Semil -> << ie, the Dominion superbattle cruiser >> Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::sprints from his quarters where he was just about to go to shore::: NDak -> Issaha> ::Smiles, mirthlessly:: It was difficult to read because the resolution of au sensors is lower than the ios I am used to aboard Galae vessels. Hunter Matheson -> ::not having received a destination, he takes up a defensive position around Camelot::: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Put us between the station and the largest grouping. ::Tilts head at the hail.:: +Keevan+ This is Commander Miranda Hawthorne of the Federation Starship Excalibur. How may we assist? Tandaris Admiran -> ::suppresses a smile as he watches Chocox get his first experience of Romulan banter:: Hunter Matheson -> Taking defensive position between the station and the largest incoming, aye. William Chocox -> Well, we figure we'd rather use the power for actual computing rather than resolution. Semil -> Keevan> :: looking pleasant and obsequious :: +HAWTHORNE+ Assist? I believe we are... expected. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::bursts into the bridge and takes his position at aux helm::: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> What's going on. Hunter Matheson -> ::Gaither:: Take a look and follow my lead. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> You got it. ::logs on::: Rhan K'hal -> :: gives Gaither a glare, head-nods at the open channel and the Vorta on the viewscreen :: Ambassador TSalik -> :::enters the diplomatic wing and the associated apartment, setting things down and settling her youngest two in::: NDak -> Issaha> Au do know how much computing power is required to maintain the stability of our engine cores, ie? Au know, a quantum singularity? ::Shakes his head:: Ie, of course au do. Perhaps when this is over, I can assist au in this resolution issue. Tandaris Admiran -> ::clears throat:: Uh, sorry to interrupt, but we do have a subspace weapon to counteract. NDak -> Issaha> For now we should focus on ... Ie... that Rhan K'hal -> :: tries to get through to Sprint at Camelot, doesn't want to screw this up because we were out of the loop and jumped in where we weren't needed :: William Chocox -> ::rolls his eyes:: Aye sir. Semil -> Keevan> :: barely suppressing a smile at the thought of "assisting" the Federation colony right out of the Gamma Quadrant :: Hunter Matheson -> ::totally focused on what he is doing at helm:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Slight eyebrow lift at the Vorta.:: +Keevan+ We were not informed, but if you have come to aid us in repelling the rogue faction, you are most welcome. Hunter Matheson -> :;goes to hand signals and puts the ship in position for defense::: Cptn Swain -> (( Two Minute Warning )) Semil -> Keevan> +HAWTHORNE+ Yes, aid. I expect you'll have some approach vectors for us. And, as a measure of good faith, we understand if there's a desire to keep the bulk of our forces outside your system's perimeter. Cptn Corizon -> Issaha> ::Chocox:: We should consider whether io of au photon or quantum torpedoes is best suited. Ambassador TSalik -> :::not entirely satisfied, but settled, she moves out of the diplomatic wing::: Semil -> Keevan> :: waves officiously to a nearby Jem'Hadar offscreen :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> +Keevan+ Of course. What do you know of the situation thus far? Semil -> Semil> :: glancing to the Jem'Hadar offscreen, warily :: +HAWTHORNE+ It would be best to discuss the particulars in person. NDak -> #::Enters the Romulan wing with a flourish, moving past the guards and into the inner workings of the diplomatic wing, his attaché hurrying to keep up:: NDak -> # ::cape fluttering behind:: Rhan K'hal -> :: isn't happy that we charged out here without consulting the station first; since his polite efforts to get Sprint's attention at Camelot have thus far failed due to the civilian comm traffic, sends a more powerful pulse with a priority tag on it :: Ambassador TSalik -> ::: observes the Romulan entourage passing through the central hub of the Diplomatic Complex::: NDak -> Sprint> ::sends a message, noting that while they hadn't planned a welcome wagon, Excalibur was in the clear, and that command wouldn't mind if they kept them busy for a few. That they had arrived ... early.:: Rhan K'hal -> :: nods, forwards the message to Miranda :: Semil -> Keevan> :: not entirely eager to work face to face with humans again :: Rhan K'hal -> :: sends an ack back to Sprint :: Semil -> Keevan> :: having been a prisoner of theirs during the war :: NDak -> (( But at least there aren't any Ferengi around this time, irght?)) Semil -> Keevan> :: an unconscious shudder at the unbidden memory of the Ferengi :: Cptn Swain -> ...and... Ambassador TSalik -> :::noting that military authors appears to be prevailing in the evacuation activities, station appears to be on yellow alert::: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> +Keevan+ Yes, and I'm certain those discussions will happen on the station. ::She glanced to her screen to catch the incoming message and bit back a sigh.:: We will send word to them and they'll contact you as soon as a meeting can be convened. Semil -> Keevan> :: glad to have been the first contacted, not eager to try and compete in the wake of communications from Weyoun or Taenix :: Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM

SD 0821.2016 Excalibur has been ordered to return to Camelot, where long-range sensors indicate a large gathering of Starfleet, Klingon and Romulan vessels. Engineering has been working with Arrain Issaha N'Dak on possible counter measures; science and operations are gaming out possible targets for the weapon; while medical is being asked to assist with the ongoing evacuation of civilian and non-critical military personnel, including refugees from the system. We are just outside of the Avalon system when we pick up.

MISSION BRIEF: Having successfully rescued the captured crewmen, the Excalibur has exited the spatial disturbance. Swain has called senior staff to the bridge for a brief update after speaking with Camelot via secure comm. Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::steady on course:: NDak -> ::On the bridge, waiting:: NDak -> Issaha> ::Likewise:: Cptn Swain -> ))we're just pow-wowing on the bridge )) Rhan K'hal -> :: already on the bridge, and glad to see the end of that area of space (hopefully once and for all); rather splayed out in one of the auxiliary console chairs while his relief does the button pushing :: Cptn Corizon -> ::In the corner of the bridge, trying to be out of the way as much as possible:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Sitting at a console on the bridge.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::stirs in his bed, blinks and looks around::: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Cushy in her chair, glad they'd had a pleasant outcome and the two captured crewmen, one Starfleet, one Romulan, were back, mostly unharmed.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::takes a deep breath and throws his legs over the side, bringing him to a sit:: Hunter Matheson -> :and damn, he's got one hellova headache::: Tandaris Admiran -> ::on the bridge, having been checked out in sickbay and had his arm treated:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::preparing to not hear what is said:: Cptn Swain -> ::Enters the bridge from the ready room, noting that most of the senior staff were now gathered, along with their guests, including Abronvonvich.:: William Chocox -> ::looks over at Swain:: Rhan K'hal -> :: tail swoop :: Hunter Matheson -> ::blinks a few times, neck crack, and he feels better:: Cptn Swain -> Good, looks like we're all here. I'll keep this relatively brief. I've spoken with Command at Camelot and the Admiral has asked me to convey his personal thanks for our efforts to rescue his son and Arrain N'Dak. Rhan K'hal -> :: sour face :: William Chocox -> Good to hear. Hunter Matheson -> ::wanders to the mirror, checking out the knot on his head:: Cptn Swain -> I know that this mission has not been an easy one, but you have continued to prove why were chosen for such dangerous mission, and I, for one, could not be more proud of you than I am now. Rhan K'hal -> :: relaxes the sour face, throws in a tail loop-de-loop :: Cptn Swain -> ::Straightens his uniform:: As I am sure you've figured out by now, we have, however lost the trail of the Jem'Hadar ship. We will be breaking off our pursuit and heading home to Camelot at best possible speed. Cptn Swain -> Tandaris, I want your team to work with Arrain N'Dak on your efforts to develop a counter-measure if at possible. William Chocox -> ::eyes widen a bit:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::nods:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Slight frown at the thought of letting the Jem'Hadar get away, though she knew the reasons why they wouldn't be pursuing.:: Rhan K'hal -> :: slow tail metronome :: Cptn Swain -> Maryse, once we arrive at Camelot, they are beginning a full-scale evacuation of any remaining civilian personnel, as well as any remaining refugees. I suspect you will be asked to help coordinate those efforts. William Chocox -> ::starts trying to think of counter measures:: Cptn Swain -> R'han and Ithene, I want you to work on some what-if scenarios of likely targets for the weapon. Cptn Swain -> Captain Corizon has offered to assist either or both of your teams. Rhan K'hal -> :: severe nod :: Cptn Swain -> Questions? Tandaris Admiran -> No, sir. Rhan K'hal -> :: head shake and a tail swoop :: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::plotting course, including alternates if needed, to Camelot Station::: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::also checking for possible ambush areas on the way:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Likes the idea of returning to familiar territory, but doesn't like that they are leaving some things open.:: Cptn Swain -> ::Tandaris:: Is the cloak operational again? Tandaris Admiran -> Yes. William Chocox -> Which is good. Cptn Swain -> Good. Bring the cloak back online. Helm, take us back to Camelot at best speed. Cptn Swain -> ::Makes hand gesture:: Dismissed. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> Flank speed to Camelot Station, aye. Engaging now. William Chocox -> ::goes to the turbolift:: Rhan K'hal -> :: swings his legs back under him, heads straight for the lift, leaving Ithene to follow at her leisure :: Tandaris Admiran -> ::accompanies Chocox:: Coming, N'Dak? NDak -> Issaha> ::Glances briefly to his elder brother, before nodding and following along:: Cptn Swain -> ::Makes his way over to Miranda:: Rhan K'hal -> :: holds the lift for the mass exodus :: Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::follows along:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Doctor, a moment. ::Waiting for the masses to leave.:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Watching the bridge empty out.:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Turns to Miranda and stands.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::turns to sit on the side of the bed, trying to remember the requisition form number for extra padding on ship's equipment::: Rhan K'hal -> :: looks over the motley collection of individuals in the lift :: Nothing like a big badaboom to promote peace and harmony, eh? William Chocox -> Yeah Cptn Swain -> Abronvonvich> ::quietly exits with Corizon on a side lift:: NDak -> Issaha> ::Smiles:: I wanted to thank all of you too. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Once the lifts had departed, she spoke Quietly, to Maryse.:: I'd like a report on the health of the two captured officers. Be sure to scan them for foreign bodies -- trackers, biologicals or otherwise -- that sort of thing. Tandaris Admiran -> YOu can thank us by helping us stop this. We have our work cut out for us. NDak -> Issaha> If any of you ever happen to be on Romulus... ::he smirked:: ...look me up. I'll be sure to show you all the things that my brother never would. Hunter Matheson -> ::muttering:: That'd be a... 748... Echo Romeo... William Chocox -> Only counter measure I've come up with is to destroy it before it works. Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods.:: Of course. Are they expecting a sickbay visit? Hunter Matheson -> ::snorts:: Echo Romeo. Figures. NDak -> Issaha> Not a bad idea... ::squints:: Lieutenant? William Chocox -> That's me. Lieutenant Chocox at your service. Rhan K'hal -> :: jaunty salute as the lift stops at deck four :: This is our stop. Good luck gentlemen. :: exits the lift and heads for Ithene's office :: NDak -> Issaha> ::Nods:: Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::Exits with the Cait:: Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::waits till the TL door closes:: Normally I'd be worried for the Romulan... but something tells me he can hold his own with those two. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> It is standard procedure. We technically have no jurisdiction over the Romulan crew, but as they are currently guests, I'm hoping they will cooperate. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She glanced to Swain.:: Perhaps you might assist with that. Tandaris Admiran -> ::exits the TL into engineering:: Let's start by looking at the plans for the device and seeing if we can identify weak points. Rhan K'hal -> His brother is the one with the long and large radiused stick up his bum. Competent though. Maryse Dubois -> I hope so too. ::Smiles.:: I'll make the arrangements. Anything else? NDak -> ::Glances to them:: Issaha will do as you ask him. NDak -> He's a handful, but if you tell him I said to do it -- he'll do it. Cptn Swain -> Romulans being helpful. I promise not to tell anyone, Errain. Rhan K'hal -> :: enters Ithene's office, makes himself at home by stopping at the replicator first for a nice warm latte :: Cptn Swain -> Ithene> He'd have to be. He's relatively young to be an Enarrain. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She nodded her thanks to Destorie.:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods.:: Very well. ::Goes to the lift.:: Cptn Swain -> And I will let the Lieutenant know it's just a precaution. Cptn Swain -> I am sure, being Misha's son he'll understand. Rhan K'hal -> :: settles onto the couch :: All the same, I'll be happy to have our guests back in their own places. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> I'd imagine they'll feel the same. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::steady as she goes, all well so far:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::goes over to a worktable and throws up the schematics for the device:: Rhan K'hal -> So, if I was a Jem'Hadar in the middle of a civil war, where would I want to drop a subspace bomb? NDak -> Issaha> ::Nods:: The Jem'Hadar don't have a lot of technical expertise, but the weapon was nearly finished when they started the raid anyway. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::Settles in her chair:: Good question. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Turns back to Swain after Maryse had gone.:: William Chocox -> ::looks at the schematics:: What exactly are we looking at? Rhan K'hal -> The wormhole always has to be on that list, even if they've got their own battles I think they'd be happy to see the last of us for a good long while. Tandaris Admiran -> These are the schematics for the weapon. Tandaris Admiran -> If we want to destroy it before it detonates, we should identify critical points we could sabotage or destroy, such as the power source, targeting system, field actuators, etc. William Chocox -> Right. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::Nods:: Along with Camelot. NDak -> Issaha> ::Nods:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Enters sickbay after a short TL ride. She then enters her office and sends out a couple memos. The first is a formal request for Jr. and Issaha to report for exams. And the second is a less than formal request for all away team members to report for exams.:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::monitoring a constant navigational sweep::: Rhan K'hal -> Close the wormhole, they could peck at Camelot in their own sweet time, so I'd rank Camelot lower on the list. Tandaris Admiran -> Remember that this weapon was designed to destroy the wormhole. Not merely to collapse its entrance, as we can do with a few photo torpedoes, but to destroy its structure entirely. NDak -> Issaha> At least this iteration anyway. Tandaris Admiran -> ::skips over the possibly genocidal implications of this:: As such, it was designed with more protective measures than your typical weapon, since it had to withstand entry into the wormhole. NDak -> Issaha> Well this iterations original version. Rhan K'hal -> :: gets a beep and checks his PADD :: I swear, can't go on an away team mission anymore without needing a doctor's appointment afterward. Maryse Dubois -> ((You know you like it.)) Hunter Matheson -> :::sitting on the edge of the bed, contemplating life, the universe, and everything::: NDak -> Issaha> The Hundred... we made some additional modifications during development. William Chocox -> Alright. What about just blowing up the ship it's on? Rhan K'hal -> :: sends a confirmation back to Maryse in the way of "Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'll be there. Eventually." :: NDak -> Issaha> Since not all of the Lloann... Federation parts were available. William Chocox -> And what kind of modifications? Tandaris Admiran -> "Blowing up" the weapon now that it has been assembled could lead to premature detonation. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::smirks:: William Chocox -> Damn. Hunter Matheson -> ::glances over to jiggle with the controls and raises the bed up a bit so he can swing his legs::: Cptn Swain -> ::Miranda, now that they were mostly alone on the bridge:: They took that well. Tandaris Admiran -> ::Issaha:: Could you update these schematics to account for your jury-rigging? Rhan K'hal -> Anyway. Targets. What Hundred assets and locations would be nice and juicy to obliterate? NDak -> Issaha> ::nods:: Ie. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> You expected them to put up a fight? We are thrown into the fray far too often. It's more a relief that we're headed back to the relative safety of the station. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::does a sort of shrug:: Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: Hopefully when this is all over, I can convince someone to send us on sane mission. Cptn Swain -> I wouldn't hold my breath. Rhan K'hal -> +Corizon+ K'hal to Captain Corizon. Cptn Swain -> Fleet is pulling all of resources back to Camelot and asked N'Dak to do the same... Cptn Corizon -> +Rhan+ Corizon here. Rhan K'hal -> +Corizon+ Ithene and I need to pluck at all that juicy Gamma Quadrant information you have in your head. Cptn Corizon -> +Rhan+ I'll make my way down. Where are you at? NDak -> Issaha> ::makes a number of changes:: Rhan K'hal -> +Corizon+ Ithene's office, deck 4, section 3. Tandaris Admiran -> Interesting. William Chocox -> ::watches the changes:: NDak -> Issaha> We had to completely reconfigure the guidance systems. Cptn Swain -> TWO MINUTE WARNING Tandaris Admiran -> These induction circuits ::points:: you added those to compensate for the increased power output of a Dominion generator? Rhan K'hal -> :: grins at Ithene :: Think he ever visited the C-Sci office when he was CO? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She nodded.:: I assumed they would. It doesn't make much sense to order an evacuation and still have your remaining forces spread out. Did they give any indication of their next move after the last of the civilians are through the worm hole? Cptn Swain -> ::He shook his head:: Nothing he was willing to tell me on the line. Cptn Corizon -> Ithene> I've heard rumors. Hunter Matheson -> ::checking out the equipment in the room::: Rhan K'hal -> :: cocks an ear :: You'll have to fill me in at some point. Cptn Corizon -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Corizon -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Corizon -> PAUSE SIM

SD 0814.2016 Having successfully rescued the captured crewmen, the Excalibur has exited the spatial disturbance. Swain has called senior staff to the bridge for a brief update after speaking with Camelot via secure comm.

MISSION BRIEF: After surviving several security measures, which have left a number of the away teams' devices non-functional, they are headed deeper into the complex to the source of the signal. So far, they complex does appear to be empty. Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM NDak -> ::Annoyed that his disruptor is no longer working, takes an extra phaser from one of the security team:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::directing the security teams:: Rhan K'hal -> :: annoyed that his gadgetry was fried, looks at the lent tricorder with a curled lip :: Hunter Matheson -> @ ::feeling better, probably because of the cocktail the doc gave him:: William Chocox -> Well, anyone have an extra tricorder? Tandaris Admiran -> My tricorder is still functioning. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Miranda had given away her functional phaser to the security team, thinking they could make better use of it if it came to a crisis. She continued on with the others, following the signal.:: Tandaris Admiran -> At the next junction we should turn left. We're getting very close. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::one fire team takes point, clearing the area before signaling to move in:: Rhan K'hal -> :: gets the tricorder scanning as much to his satisfaction as possible under the circumstances, concentrates on looking for pitfalls and other unfortunate disasters in the making while Tandy plays guide :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> What are the power readings in this portion of the station? ::Throwing the engineers a glance.:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::vigilant:: Hunter Matheson -> @ ::resting easy:: Tandaris Admiran -> The station's power appears stable. If you're asking if I can detect evidence of another security countermeasure, no. William Chocox -> Same here. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::won't discount it, though:: Hunter Matheson -> Fire Team 1> ::on point:: Rhan K'hal -> Not picking anything up in that way either. But then even with the better scanner I didn't see that wave emitter until it was active. Hunter Matheson -> Fire Team 2> ::right flank:: Hunter Matheson -> Fire Team 2> ::left flank:: Hunter Matheson -> (3) Hunter Matheson -> Fire Team 4> ::rear guard, watching six::: NDak -> ::Listening to the Starfleet chatter:: It seems likely there are no more Jem'Hadar aboard. They've had two opportunities to dispatch us. William Chocox -> That seems to a good working assumption to have, though I'd rather not give it too rigorous a testing. Maryse Dubois -> ((back)) Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Enters the bridge.:: Cptn Swain -> @ ::Looks over:: Tandaris Admiran -> Readings are much stronger now. We're almost there. Hunter Matheson -> @ Kanklefritz> ::at helm::: Maryse Dubois -> @ Were we able to reestablish contact with the team? William Chocox -> Hopefully it's the people we came for. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Nods, from the mission ops console:: They encountered some sort of energy wave that disabled most of their devices. Maryse Dubois -> @ That's why my PADD went off...I had it set to alert me if there was a change. Rhan K'hal -> :: follows, follows, follows :: William Chocox -> ::follows as well:: NDak -> ACTION> The away team enters a lab section. There appears to be several labs, the area is cordoned off my by some sort of energy field. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::leads, leads, leads::: Rhan K'hal -> :: harrumphs :: Fond of their forcefields, aren't they? Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> Hold up. Energy field. ::nods to FT1::: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::makes way for K'hal::: William Chocox -> I'm sure a sufficiently sized kinetic burst would take care of it. Rhan K'hal -> :: checks his scan data :: Looks much the same as the last one. :: looks around for another accessible console or wall panel :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Halted by the field, she examined it for a moment, then turned to stare at Will.:: You mean an explosive charge. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Flatly.:: NDak -> ::Lifts a brow:: Tandaris Admiran -> I think a more subtle approach would be preferable. NDak -> This one seems to like explosives. Is he a demolitions expert? Hunter Matheson -> FT!> ::looks to Gaither, wondering if they should take cover after Cho's comment::: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> No, but he's trying to be. William Chocox -> Well, when you put it that way. Rhan K'hal -> :: glance in William's direction :: I'm going to have a serious talk with Ithene to see if this sudden desire for booms is her fault. William Chocox -> It sounds a lot less elegant. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::headshake at FT1:: Rhan K'hal -> :: turns attention back to the field and nearby area :: William Chocox -> I blew up an EPS conduit before we switched bodies. Tandaris Admiran -> ::Chocox:: We'll let Khal try to bypass the security protocols. Let's use the time to inventory our kit William Chocox -> Alright. Rhan K'hal -> :: inspects the only wall panel on this side of the field carefully :: Tandaris Admiran -> If we have enough functional components we can prepare a charged overload emitter as a backup. Rhan K'hal -> :: muttering to self :: Not going to be as easy as the last one, even if my poor tabcorder was working. Guess we'll see how good my memory is. :: stands there thinking :: William Chocox -> ::Starts going through his gear:: NDak -> ::Walks up to the field, examining it:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> I don't think we have enough functional components. ::She turned to square off with the others.:: K'hal, you have anything? If not, it might be time for a controlled detonation. Rhan K'hal -> :: looks over the symbols on the panel, doesn't see anything to show that anything more advanced was activated compared to the last time he tried :: Rhan K'hal -> Well, let's try this... :: tries the simple but obvious solution and just presses the icon that means "off" in the shared Dominion language :: NDak -> ACTION> The field remains on. William Chocox -> All my detonations are controlled thank you. Tandaris Admiran -> My tricorder and phaser survived but the rest of my kit wasn't so lucky. NDak -> ::Considers:: Rhan K'hal -> So much for that one. Without the data on my tabcorder I'm really not able to do much safely here. NDak -> ::Removes his t'Liss (communicator, shaped like the Bird of Prey logo):: NDak -> ::tosses it at the field:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::glad they don't depend on anything powered for defense::: NDak -> ((Rhan, give me a number 1-10 )) Rhan K'hal -> :: looks over at NDak, and then the flying thingie :: Rhan K'hal -> (( 4 )) Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::steps clear::: NDak -> (( excellent)) Rhan K'hal -> (( oh dear )) NDak -> ACTION> The t'Liss flies through the field unharmed. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::stare::: William Chocox -> Huh Rhan K'hal -> (( Hmm, usually when he's OOC happy it means something or someone is going to end up in pieces )) Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Takes a seat at a console. She brings up the life signs monitor for the away team.:: Rhan K'hal -> Well, maybe it's just a sterilization field. Though I'm not exactly eager to be the guinea pig. NDak -> ::Puts his hand to the field, watching as it passes through:: NDak -> ::Steps through:: Rhan K'hal -> But obviously you are. Hunter Matheson -> @ Kanklefritz> ::stationkeeping at helm, which means he really doesn't need to be there, but it's better than swabbing the decks::: Rhan K'hal -> :: mentally adds 100 cajones points to NDak's bio :: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::signals FT1 to follow::: William Chocox -> Well then. NDak -> You appear to be correct. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She smirked at Will.:: Next time, maybe. Rhan K'hal -> I'd suggest we don't try going through en masse though, it may have a surface area threshold and may turn into something stronger if we overload its capabilities NDak -> (( I really thought about having him fake dying there... but it's a bit out of character for him, as our commander can attest. )) Tandaris Admiran -> ::discerns that N'Dak wants his people back badly:: Maryse Dubois -> ((lol)) Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Following the security team, she stepped through the field, continuing on through the lab.:: Rhan K'hal -> :: joins the line going through :: Tandaris Admiran -> ::single file it is then:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::moves the rest through, single file::: NDak -> ACTION> There is a bit of a tingle as the team steps through, but otherwise appear fine. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::shiver::: William Chocox -> ::shakes a bit:: Rhan K'hal -> :: gets a bit of static effect on his fur, runs his paw over the affected areas so he doesn't look like he stuck his finger in a power socket :: Tandaris Admiran -> ::got a little too sterilized:: NDak -> Abronvich> Hello? Tandaris Admiran -> ::sniffs:: Oooh, minty. NDak -> Issha> Hello? NDak -> ACTION> The voices are coming from one of the labs. Hunter Matheson -> FT1> ::advances slowly::: William Chocox -> Minty? NDak -> ::Lifts a brow:: Did anyone else here that? Tandaris Admiran -> I like it when sterilization fields get set to "mint" Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::turns to the AT:: Recognize that voice, ma'am? ::Hawthorne:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::looks around:: Rhan K'hal -> Of course I did. :: looks insulted :: Rhan K'hal -> 3 doorways down. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::nods, directs FT1 to proceed::: NDak -> (( everyone give me a number 1-10 )) Rhan K'hal -> (( 2 )) Hunter Matheson -> 7 Tandaris Admiran -> ((3)) William Chocox -> ((8)) NDak -> (( 6 )) Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::Hawthorne:: It could be a recording, Commander. Best be cautious. Tandaris Admiran -> ::shakes his head:: No, if they had wanted to kill us they could have used any number of security protocols Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> I request the team stay back until security verifies. Tandaris Admiran -> Everything points to them abandoning this facility hastily in advance of our arrival. NDak -> ::Nods in agreement:: The Jem'hadar are, thankfully, not malicious. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::Admiran:: Due respect, sir. They might not want to kill us. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Kill, yes. But capture? That's always a possibility. ::Always suspicious of the Jem'Hadar.:: Tandaris Admiran -> They didn't have any time to lay traps. NDak -> Brutal, savage killers. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::nods to Hawthorne:: Aye, ma'am. Tandaris Admiran -> Why would they want to capture us? They presumably have what they want. NDak -> But not particularly crafty. That was a task left to the Vorta. NDak -> ::Pushing ahead:: Tandaris Admiran -> Every second we delay right now is another second they have that device in their possession, and who knows what they'll do with it? ::follows N'Dak:: William Chocox -> ::follows Tandy:: NDak -> Abronvonvich> Hello? Are you here? Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::with FT1, beside the forceful Romulan:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::knowing that the Romulan can hold his own, but still::: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Hello? Who is in there? ::Calls out to the team.:: Rhan K'hal -> :: follows with more caution, but more because he's still trying to avoid going in and telling Lt A. just what exactly he thinks of his father :: NDak -> Issaha> ::Says something in Romulan that that the UT's don't translate for plot points:: William Chocox -> Huh? NDak -> Abronvonvich> Lieutenant Aleksandr Abronvonvich and Arrain N'Dak... are you Starfleet? Hunter Matheson -> FT1> ::cautiously checks the lab and signals clear::: Rhan K'hal -> Don't know Rihannsu when you hear it, Will? NDak -> ::Pauses near the third door:: Rhan K'hal -> But then I wouldn't know one type of spanner from another, so to each his own expertise I suppose. William Chocox -> Don't hear it all that often. Hunter Matheson -> FT1>::has not gone in, however:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She gave N'Dak a pointed look.:: Does it sound like your brother? Hunter Matheson -> (brb) NDak -> ::Nods:: He used my fourth name. I doubt the Jem'Hadar would know that. Tandaris Admiran -> Is it Kelsey? Rhan K'hal -> :: blinks at Tandy :: William Chocox -> Harold. NDak -> ::Lifts a brow:: Our fourth name is a personal name that we rarely share with those outside our family and close friends, Commander. Rhan K'hal -> Good enough for me. :: sticks head in door :: Did someone call for pizza? NDak -> ACTION> The two are tied up on a lab table. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> (( Together? Back to back? Or front to front? Is there a giant saw above them? )) Tandaris Admiran -> I understand. Kelsey. ::motions to Chocox:: While they deal with that, let's look around for any other clues that can help us ascertain the status of the weapon. I fear the worst, though. Hunter Matheson -> (bak) Maryse Dubois -> ((Or a laser beam pointed at their crotch?)) NDak -> (( lol )) Tandaris Admiran -> ((The table is actually on a train track running through the middle of the lab.)) Tandaris Admiran -> ((There is a whistle in the distance.)) Rhan K'hal -> Well, I'm all for Starfleet and Romulans getting to know each other better but you two are taking it to a whole 'nother level. William Chocox -> Yes sir. ::starts looking around:: NDak -> ACTION> They are tied up, back to back, looking worse for the wear, but otherwise okay. Luckily you all rolled well and there are no booby traps. Rhan K'hal -> :: steps in carefully and up to the table :: Tandaris Admiran -> ::begins inspecting the lab area, tricorder scanning, looking at the equipment that the Jem'Hadar left behind:: NDak -> ::Lifts a brow:: This is na the first time I've found Issaha this way. NDak -> Though usually he prefers brunettes. Rhan K'hal -> Let's see how Dominion rope holds up. :: gets a claw under the rope, saws for a few seconds :: Hunter Matheson -> (figures) Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She stepped up to the table.:: Lieutenant Abronvonvich, you're father will be very glad to see you. NDak -> Abronvonvich> ::Nods:: I'll be happy to see him Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> +Excalibur+ Away Team to Excalibur. We've found them. Alive. NDak -> Issaha> Brother! I knew you'd come for me. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::hands K'hal his knife::: Cptn Swain -> +Miranda+ Thank the stars. Cptn Swain -> @* Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Relieved.:: Cptn Swain -> @::Miranda:: What about the weapon? Rhan K'hal -> :: gets the pair free quickly enough without Gaither's offered knife; always keeps one claw on each paw long and sharp :: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::cool level rises for K'hal::: Rhan K'hal -> Thanks Marine, but I come with them pre-installed. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> Aye, sir. Very handy. ::slips his back into its belt:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::Chocox:: Look here. ::points at an abandoned device:: They must have gotten pretty far into assembling the weapon before they had to leave. That's a small-scale subspace emitter, which they could use to calibrate the weapon's targeting array. Tandaris Admiran -> ::frowns, kneels:: Looks like this emitter isn't in working order though. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> +Excalibur+ There is some equipment here, but I think they took most of what they needed with them. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::wonders why they're left behind and tied up;:: NDak -> Abronvonvich> ::Miranda:: They left in a hurry, but they took the nearly finished prototype with them. NDak -> Issaha> Their leader something First or whatever said he was leaving us as a show of "mercy" -- "for what it was worth." William Chocox -> Damn. Maybe they miscalibrated it and it's explode. Or they just didn't use this one. NDak -> ::Lifts a brow:: Mercy? I did na know the Jem'hadar knew the word. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She nodded, hearing Abronvonvich.:: +Excalibur+ Confirmed, they took the prototype. Tandaris Admiran -> Best case scenario they could detonate the weapon but not aim it properly. Worst case, you're right and they found another way to calibrate it. ::stands:: I'm afraid there's not much else here to help us. Cptn Swain -> @ Damn. Cptn Corizon -> @ At least we got our people back. Rhan K'hal -> It does sound a bit out of character, but keeping them alive was a good way to slow us down. William Chocox -> Damn Maryse Dubois -> @ We aren't that lucky. NDak -> ::Nods:: Good point. We might have been able to catch them, otherwise. NDak -> ::Looks to Issaha:: But it is certainly a price that was worth paying. NDak -> ACTION> Khal cuts through the last bit of rope, but breaks a claw. Tandaris Admiran -> ::Chocox:: Looks like we'll have to develop a countermeasure after all. William Chocox -> Should at least be intellectually stimulating. Maryse Dubois -> ((ouch)) Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::waits for the yowl::: Tandaris Admiran -> ::mutters something about having done enough impossible things for this lifetime and hey doesn't he deserve vacation once in a while but no, let's just clean up someone else's mess because it's not like he had anything better to do anyway:: Rhan K'hal -> While I hate to put a hamper on the joy here, we should work to overcome that delay now before we lose any hope of tracking them. We can haul these two :: looks down :: damn, going to take months to grow that back out... :: makes sure it isn't bleeding :: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::slips his knife out:: Sir? ::Hands it to K'hal::: Rhan K'hal -> :: shakes head, holds up the cut-through rope with his opposite hand :: NDak -> Issaha> ::Freed, slips off the table and gives Destorie a bear hug, much to the latter's chagrin:: William Chocox -> Deep breaths sir. NDak -> Abronvonvich> ::Takes a deep breath and exhales:: Thank you... all of you. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::sheathes it::: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She clapped Abronvonvich on the shoulder.:: Let's go. Everyone, back to the shuttle. NDak -> Abronvonvich> ::Miranda:: What ship are you with? You weren't with Captain Corizon and the Ardent. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::leads the way with FT1::: Rhan K'hal -> Clock is ticking. Though hopefully not literally, if they used clockwork parts in a subspace bomb I'd be really concerned. William Chocox -> ::follows:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> No, but he's with us. We're from the Excalibur. NDak -> Abronvonvich> Dad sent the Excalibur after me? ::Smirks:: He must have been worried. Tandaris Admiran -> ::does one last circuit of the lab, then heads out with the rest of the AT:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> You could say that. Tandaris Admiran -> ((Is there a line forming?)) Rhan K'hal -> :: muttergrumbles :: NDak -> (( two minute warning )) William Chocox -> ::specifically walks next to K'hal:: Cptn Swain -> @ Helm, prepared to leave orbit as soon as the shuttle is back. Lay in a course for open space. Rhan K'hal -> :: glances over at Will as he joins the queue through the sterilization field :: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::pulls his IFAK, in case K'hal needs it::: Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Turns:: Thoughts? William Chocox -> Lines are weird. Tandaris Admiran -> ((I meant is there a line forming to punch Abronvonvich in his entitled snot face?)) Rhan K'hal -> What. They connect two points, what's so weird about that? Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::K'hal:: Sir? Medical kit, if needed. Cptn Swain -> @ We'll contact Camelot as soon as we're clear of the spatial disturbances. Let the Admiral know his son is alright and go from there. Rhan K'hal -> Thanks, Gaither, but it broke above the quick thankfully. William Chocox -> When it's a group of people? Seems elementary. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::nods:: The ion trails will be cold by the time we're free of this soup anyway. Tandaris Admiran -> ::as they exit the field, he slips K'hal his engineering kit:: Here. Rhan K'hal -> Did I turn from a Cait into a pack mule, everyone keeps handing me things! NDak -> ::Talking in Romulan with Issaha as they leave:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> Aye, sir. ::slips it back in place:: Good that it's above the quick. I was listening for the... ::not going to say it:: Well, sir, it's just good. Tandaris Admiran -> ::smiles:: I saw how distraught you were over the loss of your toy. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::falls back to check the other fire teams;:: Tandaris Admiran -> So I took a moment to select a few choice components from that lab and put them in there for you. Tandaris Admiran -> Hopefully you'll find them useful. Rhan K'hal -> Ah. Thanks, Commander! William Chocox -> Fun Rhan K'hal -> :: gladly accepts the proffered item now :: NDak -> Abronvonvich> ::Walking with Miranda:: They threatened to kill us if we didn't help them with the weapon. Issaha... Arrain N'Dak saved my ass back there. ::Lowly:: He told them I knew more about it than he did, which I didn't know the first thing about it. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She threw him a surprised look, then another at the Romulans.:: Rhan K'hal -> :: starts contemplating how he can re-work the innards of his tabcorder to get it back into working order; thankfully the data was solid state and would be fine through the effects of the EMP :: NDak -> Abronvonvich> ::Nods to Miranda as if to say "no, I am not kidding.":: Rhan K'hal -> :: though Admiran had probably shot himself in the foot, because he'll probably be calling the man once every 2 hours looking for pointers :: NDak -> ...and... NDak -> PAUSE SIM NDak -> PAUSE SIM NDak -> PAUSE SIM

SD 0807.2016 After surviving several security measures, which have left a number of the away teams' devices non-functional, they are headed deeper into the complex to the source of the signal. So far, they complex does appear to be empty.

Cptn Swain -> MISSION BRIEF: An away team has been assembled and has landed on the Dominion base where we tracked the signal of the captured officers. Sensor readings are murky and unreliable. Cptn Swain -> @ will be for on the ship. Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Sitting on the bridge, watching life sign readings.:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::leading security on planet:: Hunter Matheson -> @ ::sleeping in med bay:: NDak -> ::Unholstering his multicorder and ie'yakk (disruptor), N'Dak followed Miranda's lead off the shuttle:: NDak -> (( The base is on an asteroid )) William Chocox -> ::follows Miranda:: NDak -> ((Not sure if I had clarified that before )) Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::secures the perimeter and takes a position close to the commander::: Rhan K'hal -> :: using his handy-dandy Gamma Q acquired and upgraded equipment, lets it soak up some of the base's wireless communications to see if he can find a way into the system :: Rhan K'hal -> :: is all ears as he sticks with the others, as they turn one way and another, often in different directions independent of each other :: Tandaris Admiran -> ::contemplating whether he would prefer to find an assembled subspace weapon here or not:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Phaser in one hand, she followed their security forces as they cleared the way.:: Any signals other than the two we saw earlier? Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::continuous sweeping, standard spacing:: NDak -> ::Glances to the Caitian officer, though he did na see anything else on his own multicorder:: Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Doing her best to keep track of the team.:: Rhan K'hal -> The expected handshake signals from one wireless device to another. There is a very narrow frequency band that issues the occasional updated timestamp, which I believe is the base's emergency system ping. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Monitoring their communications and sensor readings from their tricorders, glances briefly over to Swain before returning to his readouts:: NDak -> ACTION> The shuttle put down in what appears to be a relatively empty landing bay. There are a few support craft still around, but other than some stray containers, it appears to be empty. The entrance to the main facility is ahead. William Chocox -> Interesting. Any life signs anywhere nearby? Rhan K'hal -> Yes. [whatever the total team count is] life signs. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Nothing to do, but press forward. ::She glanced to the engineers.:: Power seems to be up and running. See what you can do about accessing the station systems once we're inside. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::noting the "clear" signal as they progress:: William Chocox -> Will do ma'am. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Leading the way to the facility. She paused as the doors cycled and then opened for them, standing to one side in case they had surprises waiting for them past the door. Mindful of security procedures, more than willing to let the trained officers to their job.:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::glad they brought more than the standard 3:: Rhan K'hal -> :: is figuratively glued to Miranda's rear when it comes to letting the shooty-type people do their thing :: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::steps inside, looks right while the one behind him looks left, then the others come in to sweep:: Clear. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::moves farther in, stacking up on what doors are in the area::: NDak -> ::Though he himself was a trained solider, he let the Federation security officers take the lead, not wanting to put himself in a position to compromise their chain of command:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::waiting to see what direction the commander will be leading them, but scanning for hostiles or potential threats on the other side of the doors::: Tandaris Admiran -> ::mostly just along for the ride:: Rhan K'hal -> :: continues to poke at his device, which is running shielded and only passively scanning at the current time, trying to narrow down where Abronvonvich's signal is actually emanating from :: NDak -> ACTION> The landing bay opens into foyer and three corridors each leading in a different direction. There are several control panels in the foyer. William Chocox -> Ooh, fun. Panels. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::clearing sweep and the echo of "clear" comes as they progress::: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::Nods to the brass::: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She crossed into the main facility once security cleared the way, pausing in the foyer, glancing in each direction.:: We need a facility map. Rhan K'hal -> Hmm, let's see if we can do something more effective than "eenie, meenie, miney, mo." Makkil tr'Malik -> ((I'm only an observer writing everything down and uploading to a secure server)) Rhan K'hal -> :: pulls a very thin device out of his tabletcorder, waves it over each one of the panels in turn :: NDak -> (( Miranda, give me a number 1-10 )) Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> (( 4 )) NDak -> ACTION> Force fields activate on each of the exits. Rhan K'hal -> :: sighs at the force fields :: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> Force fields! Rhan K'hal -> There's considerably more DNA on the center-left panel, so I would venture to say it's the primary access for people coming from the bay. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::turns to see what's going on at the panels::: Tandaris Admiran -> Can you override the force-fields? NDak -> ::Lifts a brow:: William Chocox -> Force fields? Why is it always force fields? Why not welcome mats? Hunter Matheson -> @ ::jerks awake:: Cptn Corizon -> @ Force fields. But no weapons fire. Hunter Matheson -> @ ::sits up a little too quickly and winces::: Cptn Swain -> @ Automated security defenses, then? Rhan K'hal -> Okay, let's see here. :: frantically pokes at his device for a moment, occasionally giving the panel a glance :: Cptn Corizon -> @ Likely. Hunter Matheson -> @ ::lies back down, hugging the pillow:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She considered the fields.:: Latent security measures? Tandaris Admiran -> ::Chocox:: Prepare some shaped charges as a contingency. Rhan K'hal -> Likely. This seems to be a mostly automated facility from what little data I have been able to gather. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> I would guess there are others. Far more deadly. Tandaris Admiran -> ((See how much Tandaris has mellowed?? Old Tandaris wouldn't even have given Rhan the option before jumping straight to "blow it up" :D)) NDak -> ::Nods:: I would assume. If they wanted a time to kill us, now would have been the chance. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::would agree with the Romulan:: Maryse Dubois -> ((lol)) Rhan K'hal -> :: a few more pokes, looks up :: Okay, it's time to see if all that info that came with this mission is any good. With your permission, Commander? William Chocox -> Yes sir! William Chocox -> ::seems a bit excited about the prospect of blowing things up:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::returns to his position:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::glad he's not a telepath:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She nodded to Rhan.:: Do it. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::signals the team to step away from the force fields::: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Snapping her fingers, she pointed at Tandaris.:: I brought the two of you over for your engineering expertise, not demolitions. Rhan K'hal -> :: nods, takes one last look over his device before confidently striding up to his console of choice and keying in a series of Dominion characters :: Maryse Dubois -> ((Stop giving Will explosive.)) NDak -> ::Smirks:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::which is good cause we didn't bring an EOD team with us::: William Chocox -> Awwwwww maaan! Tandaris Admiran -> ::looks askance at Chocox:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::small sigh as he turns back to his point team:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> @ Lt. Taryn Castell> ::Approaches Hunter's bed, checking his vitals.:: Hey there. How are you feeling? +Dubois+ Doctor, your special patient is awake. Hunter Matheson -> @ ::turns slightly, wincing at the light:: Been better. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She gave Will a hard look.:: How about you find a way to clear up the sensors and find those lifesigns. Hunter Matheson -> @ Remind me to pad the helm console, will ya, doc? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> We need a specific location, yesterday. NDak -> ACTION> The force fields drop. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::checks:: Fields down. Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Looks away from the console.:: +Taryn+ Thank you. I shall be down shortly. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::glance around for verification from the teams:: Rhan K'hal -> :: nods in satisfaction :: That should get us through the lowest security levels. William Chocox -> Yes ma'am. ::tries to hide his disappointment as he works on the sensors:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> @ Lt. Taryn Castell> ::She dimmed the lighting near his bed and pressed a hypo to his neck.:: Yes, that might be a good idea. You cracked your head a good one up there. Dizzy? Hunter Matheson -> @ ::buries his head in the pillow:: Might call it that. Tandaris Admiran -> ::scanning for any signs of the emissions associated with subspace weapons:: Rhan K'hal -> :: goes back to his device to resume his search for the Abronvonvich signal, or anything else of note :: NDak -> ACTION> Tandaris detects the very trace residuals of the trilithium we had tracked earlier, but they seem to be decaying relatively quickly. Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Gets up from the console she was working at, letting a crewman take her place. She then sets a PADD to update her if something should warrant her attention. Getting into a lift, she heads down to sickbay.:: Hunter Matheson -> @ ::then turns the wrong way, pressing the left side of his head against the pillow:: Ow. Hunter Matheson -> @ ::turns back, lesson learned::: Hunter Matheson -> @ ::muttering:: Yeah.. padded console.... Tandaris Admiran -> Commander Hawthorne, bad news. Rhan K'hal -> :: starts to open his mouth, but shuts it as soon as Tandy speaks :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> We need a direction, people. ::Looking at her team.:: What now? Tandaris Admiran -> I'm picking up trace amounts of trilithium, but judging from the decay rate it has already been processed and used to construct a weapon. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::hearing that ups the security level::: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She swore loudly.:: NDak -> ::Lifts a brow:: That would explain the lack of... what is the human word... welcoming committee, ie? Rhan K'hal -> We've run into the stables, but someone's already saddled up the horses and rode off somewhere. Cptn Corizon -> @ It appears the weapon is no longer on the base. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> So it is likely that no one is home, but that doesn't discount security measures that might be in place. ::She looked to Will.:: Lifesigns? Where are they coming from? Cptn Swain -> @ ::Swears, loudly:: NDak -> But what about the captives? William Chocox -> Hold on ma'am. ::is looking over his scanners frantically:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> @ Lt. Taryn Castell> ::Touching his head lightly, she checked his head wound and then looked at his eyes, checking their reaction with a pen light.:: Your headache should be easing soon. I gave you a little something for that. William Chocox -> That way. Hunter Matheson -> @ ::mutters:: Thanks. William Chocox -> ::points for the security guys:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::nods, moves out::: NDak -> ::Follows, ie'yakk still drawn:: Rhan K'hal -> :: frowns down at his device, really needs to try to incorporate some of that Scorpiad biotech into it if he could figure out how; it's still very weak in the biological detection :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> @ Lt. Taryn Castell> I brought you this, too. Careful, though. Lift your head a fraction. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::instead of the standard "clear" call, the sign comes from fore to aft as they proceed::: Hunter Matheson -> @ ::looks up:: Huh? Tandaris Admiran -> Presumably if the captives are still alive but were left behind, it means the Jem'Hadar left in a hurry, and left recently. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Miranda nodded to Will and then followed security.:: Left alive, but for what purpose? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Smells like a trap to me. William Chocox -> Probably. NDak -> ::Nods:: Ie. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::rear guard lags behind, SOP::: Rhan K'hal -> We did make some noise on the way here. I'm sure the lack of return communications from those fighters had initiated an acceleration of their schedule. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> @ Lt. Taryn Castell> ::She slid a soft cooling pillow beneath his neck.:: It'll help. Trust me. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> @ Lt. Taryn Castell> Stays cold for hours. Hunter Matheson -> @ ::sighs:: Oh, yeah... ::relaxes into it::: NDak -> << Everyone on the AT give me a number 1-10 >> Rhan K'hal -> (( 2 )) Hunter Matheson -> @ ::his eyes close as the headache eases::: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> 7 Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> (( 2 )) Tandaris Admiran -> ((9)) Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Enters sickbay, heading to the back room where Hunter was resting.:: Hunter Matheson -> (Omaha.. Omaha... hut hut...) William Chocox -> ((8)) NDak -> (( *looks at his dice, wondering they're defective* )) NDak -> ACTION> The corridor opens into a second foyer with two exits. No force fields this time. The life readings, as well as the decaying trilithium appear to becoming from the "left" branch. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> @ Lt. Taryn Castell> ::Glancing up as Maryse entered, she gave the doctor a little wave.:: He's awake, but still suffering from that head wound. I gave him something for his headache. His brain got rattled good. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::clears the foyer and stacks up on the exits:: (doors?) Rhan K'hal -> Well, 3 for 3. Life-signs, trilithium and the SOS all coming from the left corridor. William Chocox -> Should we check for boobytraps? Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::suspicious, to Chocox:: On it, sir. Rhan K'hal -> I would certainly hope so. Unless you would like to prance merrily down the hallway for us. Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Smiles at Taryn.:: Thanks. ::Looks to Hunter.:: So have you been resting well? Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Yes, traps and power surges to indicate traps. Hunter Matheson -> @ ::eyes open at half mast:: Mostly, Doc. NDak -> (( Tandaris, 1-50 ) Hunter Matheson -> @ But we seriously need some padding on those bridge consoles. William Chocox -> ((Damn keyboard.)) William Chocox -> We ok Gaither? Tandaris Admiran -> ((37)) Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Nods with a smile.:: Good. Well you can continue to rest here, or we can clear you to return to your quarters. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> Clear, sir. NDak -> (( Eggggserent )) Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Grins.:: I'll see what engineering can do about that. Rhan K'hal -> (( checks his card balance )) Hunter Matheson -> @ Well, ma'am. Doc Castell gave me this under my neck. If you don't mind, I'll stay a while. Hunter Matheson -> @ Feels best to just lie still. Maryse Dubois -> @ That's fine. Hunter Matheson -> @ ::sighs:: Thanks. :eyes close:: NDak -> ACTION> Tandaris takes a step. The floor beneath him moves only a bit, but emits a hiss. Tricorders detect an energy wave building from all three exits of the foyer they're in. William Chocox -> Oh sweet jesus. NDak -> ACTION> A pretty purple hued, energy wave comes towards the AT/// Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::shouts:: EVERYONE DOWN! NDak -> (( 1-10 all )) Rhan K'hal -> Oh hell. :: frantically pokes at his console, throwing caution for the wind at trying to hack the system and cancel that :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> (( 3 )) Rhan K'hal -> (( 10 )) Hunter Matheson -> 7 Maryse Dubois -> ((Everyone or AT?)) NDak -> (( everyone on the AT )) Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She tried to fling herself against the wall, hoping to be in a protected area.:: William Chocox -> ((4)) Tandaris Admiran -> ((3)) Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> :::covers Hawthorne with his body::: Maryse Dubois -> @ Sure. ::Smiles and steps out of the room.:: NDak -> ACTION> The waive envelopes them knocking them all flat on their rear-ends with considerable force. R'han, Will, Gaither and Destorie find their electronics no longer functioning. NDak -> wave even William Chocox -> Well crap. NDak -> ::Oof:: Rhan K'hal -> Son of a [redacted]! :: is more upset about his tabletcorder than his bum :: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::all security is already on the floor, and he's protecting Hawthorne::: Tandaris Admiran -> ::exclaims as his elbow hits the floor:: owwww. Hunter Matheson -> (It's great that the AT listens to their security detail :D ) Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Takes a breath, mentally checking herself for injuries.:: Report! William Chocox -> Anyone else sore? Rhan K'hal -> (( this group of officers is the most stubborn collection you could put together... well, 2nd most, if Corizon was along then it would be the most stubborn )) William Chocox -> Oh, also, my tricorder's busted. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She gave Gaither a thump on the side.:: Thanks. You alright? Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::removes himself from the commander then checks the team::: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> Security is good. Rhan K'hal -> Pancaked, and that wave fried Fred. :: sad ears :: NDak -> ACTION> Tricorders, phasers, communicators and disruptors. And any other electronic devices you might have ;) Hunter Matheson -> (hearing aids?) NDak -> (( I said any! :P )) Hunter Matheson -> (Aye, sir. That you did.) Tandaris Admiran -> ::rubs his head, then cradles his arm:: NDak -> ::Picks himself up off the floor:: That was fun. NDak -> (( Two minute warning )) William Chocox -> Was it? Was it really fun? Maryse Dubois -> @ :;Her PADD goes off. Checking it, she mutters a few choice words to herself.:: +Swain+ Captain, have we lost complete contact with the team? Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::checks around and spies Admiran:: Johnson, get over to the commander. NDak -> I see au do not understand 'sarcasm.' NDak -> Admittedly, it is a bit advanced for a lloann'na. Rhan K'hal -> :: mutters in not so warm terminology about EMP enriched nadeon waves, hauls himself back up :: Tandaris Admiran -> ::stands:: I'm OK, just a bit banged up. ::rubs elbow:: Might have fractured something. William Chocox -> Oh, I understood it, I refused to accept it as such. Hunter Matheson -> Johnson> ::a corpsman, sprints to Admiran:: Sir? Let me take a look. Cptn Corizon -> @ I have readings from some of them. There was some kind of energy wave... Cptn Swain -> @ +Maryse+ Confirming now... Cptn Swain -> @ +Miranda+ Excalibur to away team. Rhan K'hal -> :: can only hope that his 3 seconds of hacking might have done some good for later :: Rhan K'hal -> :: isn't optimistic enough for that to really happen, mopes :: Hunter Matheson -> Johnson> Well, sir... looks like a minor fracture - hairline from the fall. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> +Swain+ We're here. The station security is active and we just encountered one of the measures, which knocked out some of our devices. Hunter Matheson -> Johnson> Can't tell for sure until we get you back to base, but I can splint it. Cptn Swain -> +Miranda+ Understood. Proceed with caution. We'll continue to monitor as best we can. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She pulled the tricorder from her belt and tossed it to Rhan.:: Make some use of that. Rhan K'hal -> (( :: facepaws :: I thought you said communicators got broke too )) Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Puts that info down to Maryse:: Cptn Swain -> (( Only on *some* of the team. )) Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> (( Miranda's & Tandy's stuff are still working. )) Rhan K'hal -> (( ah, okay, wasn't sure if the second action was broader in scope or not )) Cptn Swain -> (( Ah, yeah sorry. Miranda and Tandaris didn't fail their rolls :P )) Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> (( And maybe we'll take pity on you and say one or two of the security guys came away with their electronics unscathed. )) Rhan K'hal -> :: catches the tricorder, sighs :: Back to one of these. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::walking around, checking the team::: Cptn Swain -> ...and... Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM

SD 0731.2016 An away team has been assembled and has landed on the Dominion base where we tracked the signal of the captured officers. Sensor readings are murky and unreliable.

MISSION BRIEF: The Excalibur has successfully reached sensor range of a Dominion base where they have been tracking a bread-crumb like distress signal from what they believe to be the captured Starfleet officer, Lt. Abronvonvich. After the initial attack, we have not encountered any additional Dominion vessels. Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Maryse Dubois -> ((I'm sure we have an entire novel filled with peril cards between the 2 of us, Tandy.)) Hunter Matheson -> :;at aux helm, blinking::: Rhan K'hal -> :: on the bridge, having pretty much moved in at aux tactical to better do the many things he can and needs to do more centrally than on the side; ears perked and at high alert, because of their proximity to the base :: Hunter Matheson -> ::glance to Gaither:: You good with taking it from here? Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::looks over, questioning:: Yeah. You okay? Maryse Dubois -> ::On the bridge, observing for the moment, but someone in particular has caught her eye.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::lips tight:: Not sure. Tandaris Admiran -> ((Do you think we could start an underground market in them, Maryse?)) Maryse Dubois -> ((Maybe. Will might need them the most. ;) )) Cptn Swain -> ((No )) Cptn Swain -> ((They are coded with your biometric signature)) Maryse Dubois -> ((lol)) Cptn Swain -> (( Also say "non-transferable in tiny, tiny print" on the back.)) Rhan K'hal -> :: glances back at the tactical officer, half wondering how long he'll make it back there considering the recent string of bad luck for the goldshirts assigned to it :: William Chocox -> ((Body switching is clearly the answer.)) Cptn Swain -> ((You want back in Ithene's body? )) Hunter Matheson -> Okay. Lemme sync with main and I'm handing it over. Let me know if you need me to take something... minor. Cptn Swain -> ((I can arrange it, I am sure.. )) Cptn Swain -> Ithene> Entering sensor range. Rhan K'hal -> No sign yet that the station is aware of us. No sign that they're not, though. NDak -> ::Brooding/hovering:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Gets up and walks down to helm.:: Cptn Corizon -> ::Same:: Hunter Matheson -> ::eyes closed, deep breathing::: Hunter Matheson -> ::slow.. .deep breathing::: William Chocox -> ::is in engineering still repairing everything:: Rhan K'hal -> :: mentally frowns over at Ithene, who had a really good excuse to be in the lab :: Maryse Dubois -> Gunny, look up at me... Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::notes the Doc, but keeps his eye on helm:: Hunter Matheson -> ::looks up, squints:: Ma'am? Cptn Corizon -> Ithene> ::Was feeling a bit better since they weren't stressing the IDF anymore:: Hunter Matheson -> ::loves stressing the IDF::: Cptn Corizon -> ::Glances over to the pacing Romulan and Dameon:: Rhan K'hal -> (( see if I write a log again, setting it up so you only have to control 3 characters instead of 4 :P )) Maryse Dubois -> ::Studies him a moment.:: Hmm... ::Looks to Swain.:: Captain, I'm afraid I'll be relieving your helmsman of his duties for the time being. Mr. Gaither can take his place. Hunter Matheson -> ::closes his eyes again, sure she's got the right idea::: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Miranda had removed herself from her chair and was at the back of the bridge on pretense of checking on the ship's systems, but really she just wanted a chance to pace off some of her nervous energy.:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::has everything in control:: Rhan K'hal -> Still no sign that they're aware of us. The signal from Lt. Abronvonvich is still transmitting, but can't narrow it down to a specific portion of the base yet without going active on sensors. Cptn Swain -> Ithene> ::Seeing that Rhan had the situation under control, she headed off the bridge and back to the lab:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::returns to engineering to check up on things:: William Chocox -> ::is shoulders deep in some system:: Cptn Swain -> Anything on sensors? Maryse Dubois -> ::To Hunter.:: Come with me. A quick stop at sickbay, and then it's straight to your quarters. Hunter Matheson -> ::stands, a little unsteady now that the adrenaline rush of the emergency is gone:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::enters engineering humming "Modern Major General":: Rhan K'hal -> Their shields are up, even if I pounded them with a direct scan it'd skid off. We still haven't solved that one. No ships in the area, but let me see if I can sniff out anything more on that. Hunter Matheson -> ::gets his bearings and manages to step up and follow her::: Maryse Dubois -> ::Escorts Kal to the TL.:: Hunter Matheson -> (heh - love that) Rhan K'hal -> :: begins checking the sensor data for any signs of previous ship activity :: Hunter Matheson -> ::into the lift, waiting for the doors to close:: Got anything for a hell of a headache, ma'am? Hunter Matheson -> If so I sure can use it. Maryse Dubois -> Of course. Do you have trouble sleeping? William Chocox -> Gilbert and Sullivan? Rhan K'hal -> :: hmms a bit as he checks up on a faint reading of something or other that he can't identify yet :: Hunter Matheson -> ::snort:: Not quite, ma'am. I'm half asleep already. Hunter Matheson -> But... maybe that's not a good sign. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Glancing from her station, she watched Maryse with Kal, glad someone had bullied him into taking care of himself.:: K'hal, are there any signs from the station itself that might indicate security measures? Power flares? Targeting? Cptn Corizon -> ::Corizon opened his mouth to speak, but thinking better of it, hung back.:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::Chocox:: We escaped certain death, so I'm feeling jaunty. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::keeping them on course and positioned for best scans:: Tandaris Admiran -> How are the repairs progressing? Rhan K'hal -> Other than the shields being raised, which as far as I know is standard Jem'Hadar procedure, nothing along those lines. Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods as the lift stops and opens. She began walking to sickbay.:: I'll give you something to help. William Chocox -> Better than they have, worse than they could be. Hunter Matheson -> ::would nod, but it hurts too much::: Rhan K'hal -> I'm trying to see if I can sniff out that tritium we detected earlier, but it's hard to get anything from the base. I'm also checking some decayed ion signatures to see if there are any tritium remnants associated with them in case they've scampered off. Tandaris Admiran -> Prioritize tactical systems. I'd like to think we'll get out of here without a fight, but I don't want to bet on it. William Chocox -> Ok sir. Planning on hurting my ship again? Cptn Swain ->::Miranda:: Prepare a boarding party. Hunter Matheson -> Adrenaline's a hell of a thing, Doc. Makes you do things you couldn't ordinarily do in combat, but after it wears off, you wish it hadn't. It's addicting. Hunter Matheson -> ::sighs:: Worse than any drug I've ever had. Rhan K'hal -> We may be out of the woods as far as the gravitational anomalies but this is still a good area of space to operate covertly in, lots of EM and subspace disturbance. Like trying to find a Q in a bowl of alphabet soup in the dark. Maryse Dubois -> :;Enters sickbay, she walks over to a biobed.:: I see. ::She grabs a tricorder and does a quick scan.:: Hmm... Tandaris Admiran -> _Your_ ship? Tandaris Admiran -> We're going to have to have a conversation one of these days. Hunter Matheson -> ::gingerly pulls himself onto the biobed::: Cptn Swain -> ::smirks:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::steady as she goes::: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> (( Didn't Miranda just say that to Will *last week*? LOL.)) William Chocox -> Well, if you want to get down and dirty with me repairing it it can be ours. Maryse Dubois -> ::Grabs a hypo and a vial. She then adjusts the settings.:: This will help with the pain. If you like, you can rest here or in your quarters. Either way, sleep is what you need most. Rhan K'hal -> (( I really think exposure to Ithene, me and Tandy has completely ruined Will )) Hunter Matheson -> If you don't mind, ma'am, I'd rather not move. Besides my bunkmate's there and he snores. Hunter Matheson -> (::taking notes on the OOC chatter: :) William Chocox -> ((Maybe)) Maryse Dubois -> I understand. Once I give you this, you can go to one of the private rooms in the back. ::Injects the hypo.:: NDak -> (( Especially being in Ithene's body )) Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Miranda nodded.:: Aye, Captain. ::She sent a message to engineering and security, ordering officers from each department to report for the away team.:: NDak -> I would like to accompany any away team. Hunter Matheson -> Yes, ma'am. ::doesn't even feel the hypo::: Cptn Swain -> ::Glances to Miranda:: Your decision. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She turned to look at Destorie, considering for a moment before nodding.:: Alright. And your officers? NDak -> ::Shakes his head:: Just me. I want to be there when we find my brother... whether that is yy'a or alive. Cptn Corizon -> ::grimaces:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::wears a red shirt::: Tandaris Admiran -> ::receives a message:: Well if that's your criteria you might have to fight Ensign Vodrie later, because we're needed elsewhere. Hunter Matheson -> ::rolls off the biobed and makes his way slowly to one of the private rooms::: Hunter Matheson -> (sorry.. afk) Rhan K'hal -> :: not hearing his named called, continues to hover over his console, monitoring the ongoing sensor analysis of the immediate area :: Maryse Dubois -> ::Once she deems Hunter secure, she exits sickbay once again, returning to the bridge. She assigns an assistant to keep an eye on Kal from time to time.:: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> If the station shielding is up, we will not be able to transport. K'hal, I need you on the AT. We're going to have to take a shuttle. Report to the shuttle bay. Gaither, you too. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> +Tandaris+ Hawthorne to Engineering. Rhan K'hal -> :: sighs :: Aye Commander. Rhan K'hal -> :: drags his standby over to continue the work :: NDak -> ::Nods:: Hann'yyo Captain, Commander. Hunter Matheson -> (bak) William Chocox -> Fight who sir? Cptn Corizon -> ::Slips over to the Mission OPS panel, taking over for the goldshirt there:: Tandaris Admiran -> +Hawthorne+ Admiran here. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> +Tandaris+ I need your team to report to the shuttlebay. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::hands helm off and stands:: Aye, Commander. Rhan K'hal -> :: smiles as he sees Corizon jump in, can be sure the job gets down properly and likely in as unorthodox a manner as he'd handle it :: Rhan K'hal -> :: smiles ruefully at Maryse on his way to the TL :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::She headed for the lift.:: Cptn Corizon -> ::Miranda: Good luck. Tandaris Admiran -> +Hwthorne+ Understood. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::moves out to the shuttle bay, gearing up for security as well as helm:: NDak -> ::Holds the TL for everyone:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::Chocox:: Looks like we're shuttling over. Gear up. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Gives the Romulan a look, then the others as they pile in. The lift zooms off to the shuttle bay.:: Rhan K'hal -> :: enters the TL, nods to NDak :: Glad to have you with us, Enarrain. NDak -> ::Nods:: Ie, though I wish it were under better circumstances. William Chocox -> Aye sir. ::starts to gather his things:: Rhan K'hal -> As none of us are assigned to the Alpha Quadrant, better circumstances are hard to find right now. NDak -> D'Aubigine> ::Waiting in the shuttle bay with a warmed up shuttle, having done the preflights for them during the cut scene, and has the chair ready for whoever is flying the mission:: NDak -> ::Smirls, ruefully:: Rhan K'hal -> :: steps out of the lift and smiles at d'A as he marches over to the shuttle :: NDak -> Ie, though in my experience trouble can happen in any quadrant. NDak -> Through perhaps trouble simply follows me? Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::enters the shuttle, nod of thanks to D'Aubigine:: Rhan K'hal -> :: chuckles :: I know that feeling. NDak -> D'A> All yours, Commander. Preflights completed and you're clear when ready. Tandaris Admiran -> ::grabs his equipment and then heads for the shuttlebay with Chocox:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::rechecks the preflight anyway, SOP::: Rhan K'hal -> :: grabs his toolkit from the person he'd selected to run it down for him and slips into the shuttle :: William Chocox -> Yet another dangerous away mission? Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::powers up, waiting for the order to deploy::: Maryse Dubois -> ::Sighs as the bridge now seems empty.:: Cptn Swain -> ::Looks over to Maryse:: Cptn Swain -> We always have to stay back. Tandaris Admiran -> Probably. Cptn Corizon -> It's the hardest part about being Captain. Rhan K'hal -> :: joins Gaither up front, runs a number of his enhanced subroutines through that he's fiddled with in dealing with the Dominion :: Hunter Matheson -> ::out cold in sick bay for the first time in weeks::: Tandaris Admiran -> ::enters the shuttlebay:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Smirks.:: Remind me never to be in your position. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::notes the enhanced subroutines, and nods thanks::: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> ::Grabbing her gear, she took her place on the shuttle and got situated.:: Cptn Swain -> I don't recommend it. Cptn Corizon -> How did they talk you into it? Cptn Swain -> I was tricked. Cptn Corizon -> ::Nods, sagely:: Rhan K'hal -> :: Gaither :: I'll try to get us a hole through those shields. Just remember to stop if I can't. :: grins :: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::nod, semi-grin:: Aye, aye, sir. Tandaris Admiran -> ::boards the shuttle:: So what's the plan? William Chocox -> ::steps into the shuttle and sits down:: NDak -> ::Takes his place on the shuttle, securing his disruptor:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::waiting for the word::: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::checking, double-checking, tripple checking::: Rhan K'hal -> (( @'s for those left behind this time, since we have you outnumbered? )) Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> Ready to go on your command, Commander. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Let's go. ::To their pilot. She looked at Tandaris.:: The plan is go over to the station and get our people back. Cptn Swain -> (( yeah )) Cptn Swain -> @::clips on his @:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> +FLOPS+ Flight OPS, Shuttle (name) departing. NDak -> Simple, straight forward. I like it. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::easy rise, turn, and smooth exit::: Cptn Corizon -> @+Jellico+ You are clear. Rhan K'hal -> :: grabs onto the station's carrier wave signal and begins using those skills for which he was dragged along to try to get the facing section of shields to drop without causing a stir :: Tandaris Admiran -> All right. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> +FOPS+ Copy that. Cptn Corizon -> @::brings up the reading for the shuttle and the lifesigns for each, tosses the life signs readings over to Maryse:: Rhan K'hal -> :: mutters, and not always with civilized language, in the process :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Blast our way through, if needed, but sensors don't show much in the way of Jem'Hadar in the area. They could be using a dampening field to shield their numbers, but I doubt it. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::K'hal:: Give me the best vector, sir, and you got it. William Chocox -> ::leans back and waits:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::shrug:: Hell, even one that might work. Could get interesting. Rhan K'hal -> No need, facing shields coming down... :: sends over the path to helm :: now. Punch it, Gaither. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> Punching it... :::phewwww::: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::wondering how many took the time to strap in::: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::keeping in mind the IDS for this bucket::: NDak -> ACTION> The shuttle sails past the facing shields and Gaither can see a landing bay waiting for them. Rhan K'hal -> Well. Something worked for a change. But why do I still feel like they're laying out a red carpet, the better to shoot at us on? Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::force of habit to have a tether::: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> Sounds about right, sir. Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> Anything on sensors yet? Signs of the station being armed? ::Leaning forward to look up front.:: Rhan K'hal -> :: checks to see what the shuttle's limited sensors can tell him :: Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Sits down at a console, so she can monitor the AT.:: Cptn Corizon -> @ ::lifts a brow:: No signs of any hostile security action. Cptn Corizon -> ACTION> Shuttle sensors pick up two life signs, one Romulan the other Human. Though Jem'hadar are won't to show up on sensor scans. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::his focus becomes intense as they approach their target::: Rhan K'hal -> I believe there are Abronvonvich and your brother, Enarrain. No sign of Jem'Hadar, but that's par for the course. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::hearing a ping::: Maryse Dubois -> @ Don't forget, Jem'Hadar are able to shroud themselves. NDak -> ::Exhales, cautiously:: Alive. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Nods:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::K'hal:: Take the back road, sir? Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> Do a little exploring before we commit? Rhan K'hal -> I'll leave that decision to the more tactically minded. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> Aye, aye, sir. Rhan K'hal -> After jimmying the door handle, I'm just a walking tricorder now. :: said with an obvious humor :: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::grins:: So who's the tactically minded, sir? Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> I mean.. no disrespect. Just wonderin'. Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::knowing they all are:: Rhan K'hal -> :: glances at NDak for his opinion, but knowing Miranda will have the final say :: Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> There's nothing on sensors to indicate an ambush. But then, that's usually the case. Just dock us. We'll take our chances. NDak -> ::Defers to Miranda:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> Yes, ma'am. Taking a direct course to dock. ::swings around:: Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::slips easily through the atmosphere::: NDak -> << two minute warning >> Hunter Matheson -> Gaither> ::settles her down, nice and smooth:: +Flight OPS+ Flight OPS, Jellico wheels down. William Chocox -> Let the fun begin. NDak -> ::Unholsters his disruptor as the door opens:: Rhan K'hal -> And now, we'll see if some of those things I learned about the Dominion while we were ahh... :: remembering NDak's presence and those of the generic goldshirts :: nowhere in particular, doing nothing interesting, will come in handy. Cptn Swain ->PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain ->PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain ->PAUSE SIM

SD 0724.2016 The Excalibur has successfully reached sensor range of a Dominion base where they have been tracking a bread-crumb like distress signal from what they believe to be the captured Starfleet officer, Lt. Abronvonvich. After the initial attack, we have not encountered any additional Dominion vessels.