Rue Wydown

Cptn Swain -> MISSION BRIEF: Excalibur's crew had been given several days of leave and as we pick up have been recalled to ship. Ship's gossip is that orders have been cut. STSF_Scooter -> ((Have fun, kiddes. And don't let the Scorpiads get you down ;) )) Taryn Castell -> (( Don't say the S- word! )) Rue Wydown -> ((Thanks Scooter :D)) Maryse Dubois -> ((lol)) STSF_Scooter -> ((Its better than naming She Who Must Not Be named)) Cptn Swain -> ::On the bridge, pacing:: Rue Wydown -> ((::snorts::)) T'Prehl -> ::enters bridge, walking towards the Science console:: Taryn Castell -> (( ::Pokes Swain:: Make it official or something. )) Ryan Mesner -> ::strolling down the promenade, making his way to where Excalibur's airlock was located:: Cptn Swain -> (( Oh right.. )) Cptn Swain -> (( BEGIN SIM )) Rue Wydown -> Whotcha. ::as soon as the turbolift lift doors open, pushing off from the back wall where she was leaning and walks out onto the bridge:: Fae -> :: With the Klingon opera as her opening act, takes her turn with guitar, voice and Irish folk. :: Cptn Swain -> ::Looks over:: Ahh Commander. Fae -> :: Finishes her set and starts back to the ship. :: Taryn Castell -> ::It had been a long, long, very long night. Whatever purple drink the bartender had been slinging had been extremely potent. She was walking in a purple haze as she plodded back to the ship, looking a bit worse for the wear.:: Rue Wydown -> Got all our bits and bobs back in place? Cptn Swain -> I would hope. Cptn Swain -> ::Smirks:: Cptn Swain -> It was nice to have a few days off. Karl A. Schultz -> :: wanders around the ship T'Prehl -> ::Logs into her console:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Sitting quietly in her office, drinking a little something she made for her head.:: Ryan Mesner -> Castell...::he ran into her at the airlock:: You look...and smell like you had a good night.f Cptn Swain -> Any have to be plied from the Camelot Brig? Karl A. Schultz -> :: heads for the science lab.... Fae -> :: Drops by her room to stow her guitar and prep for a duty shift. :: Rue Wydown -> Not that I heard. Either they behaved themselves. Or have learned not to call me. ::wicked grin:: If they're still there, they know they'll be left lickety split. I'm not kidding when I say I'm not going to bail them out. Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: Good. Taryn Castell -> ::Rubs her eyes and squints at Ryan.:: That snarkin' bartender at the Holy Grail struck again. He seems to have the best spectrum of drinks this side of the wormhole. Tandaris Admiran -> ::slips into engineering:: Karl A. Schultz -> :: enters the science lab... Cptn Swain -> And from what I hear, we'll be leaving sooner than later. Tandaris Admiran -> Lt. Lane> ::nods at Tandaris:: Welcome back, sir. Enjoy your shore leave? Fae -> :: Slips onto the bridge, seeing things are already semi populated... :: Ryan Mesner -> ::nods:: He seems like the type that doesn't have much trouble getting what he wants. Rue Wydown -> Aye? We have our directives? Cptn Swain -> Though now we get locked into the lovely holding pattern of knowing we're going to get orders, but not having anything to do until we do. Ryan Mesner -> Apparently, my predecessor and he were good friends. He seems to think that this relationship will carry on with me... Ryan Mesner -> ::sighs:: Cptn Swain -> We should have them soon though. Fae -> :: Settles in at the helm station but logs in to Ops. Gets herself familiar with the state of the ship. :: Rue Wydown -> Can always run drills? Or let some of our crew...ehm...sleep it off? Cptn Swain -> How are we doing on getting the supplies aboard? Taryn Castell -> ::Crossing into the Excalibur, she entered the lift and leaned heavily on Ryan, resting her cheek on his shoulder.:: He's looking for someone in security to help him smuggle? Karl A. Schultz -> :: goes over the science inventory to see what needs to be requisitioned. Cptn Swain -> Aye. Cptn Swain -> Oh... I almost forgot.. Fae -> We're OK on supplies, but always a few lat minute tricksies. I don't see anything vital. I'll send some imaginary kicks to virtual rear ends. Cptn Swain -> I did find out one piece of information... ::to Wydown:: Ryan Mesner -> I'd assume so, though he hasn't come out right and asked yet. He's sizing me up, as much as I am him. I wonder...if that's how Commander Garrison got all of his bottles. Rue Wydown -> What's that? ::quirks an eyebrow:: T'Prehl -> +Karl+ I see you're working on our supply list... be sure to transmit our list to the station quartermaster as soon as possible, and organize some storage space for them. Maryse Dubois -> ::Walks out from her office into main sickbay, but the bright lights make her head throb a little more. Rubs her temples.:: ugh... Tandaris Admiran -> ::Lane:: I did, actually. Your plan didn’t work! I can enjoy shore leave when I choose to … but I usually prefer to use it for research purposes, since I seldom have the ability to do that while we are gallivanting across the quadrant, picking fights. Cptn Swain -> Major or I should say Lieutenant Colonel Makisu will not be returning to us for our next mission. He and most of his current marines are being rotated out. Their replacements got held up, though, so we won't have any marines for a while. Rue Wydown -> Oh really? Karl A. Schultz -> + T'Prehl + yes. I'm going through the science inventory and making the inventory requisition list Fae -> :: Sighs. Hopes science eventually figures out supply requisitions should be prepped before docking, not during prep for departure? :: Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: Aye. Cptn Swain -> ::Twirling a stray strand of hair:: T'Prehl -> +Karl+ Excellent work. Though as of yet, I don't know when we are departing. Taryn Castell -> Probably. ::She snorted, then winced. When the lift stopped, she used Ryan to push herself upright.:: My deck. I need to get out of these clothes. Fae -> :: Thinks this is more of a Rue thing than a Fae thing, though. :: Cptn Swain -> Security will have a little more to do, but I am sure Mister Mesner can handle it. Karl A. Schultz -> + T'Prehl + I am going to submit to the station quartermaster as soon as I have completed the requisition list Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Excalibur receives a coded transmission from Camelot, Priority One, Text Only. T'Prehl -> +Karl+ Very well then, Mr Schultz/ Fae -> Captain? Priority One Text. Rue Wydown -> You going to tell him, or do you want me to? Cptn Swain -> ::Looks at Rue:: You know what they say about wishing for tings? Ryan Mesner -> ::couldn't help but smirk as he called out her deck:: Given the time you've been spending at The Grail though, I'm sure you made off with some decent contraband this leave. Cptn Swain -> ::Wydown:: I can. I haven't spent much time with him. Might be good for us both. Cptn Swain -> ::Looks to Fae as he headed to his chair:: Put it through to my station. Karl A. Schultz -> :: hurries through the inventory to make the requisition quickly Rue Wydown -> ::nods:: No problem, Captain. Fae -> :: Routes it to the Chair after a nod do the Captain. :: Cptn Swain -> ::Puts in his security code and quickly begins reading the transmission:: Cptn Swain -> ::Frowns for a moment, but quickly hides his expression and continues reading:: Taryn Castell -> Just in my belly. ::She grinned at him and slipped out of the lift, carefully navigating the corridor as she headed for her room.:: Tandaris Admiran -> ((The seat-cover he requested is not available in his preferred color, beige. He has to settle for off-white instead. HEADS WILL ROLL.)) Cptn Swain -> ::Leans back, stroking at his chin for a long moment:: Rue Wydown -> ::lurks in the back of the bridge, wanting to see what Science is up to:: Fae -> :: Scans the outside of the ship confirming latches shut and no working parties out there :: Fae -> :: Glances back quickly, trying for a read on the Captain's face :: Fae -> :: Likely too late to jump ship, but you never know... :: Karl A. Schultz -> :: completes the requisition list.... T'Prehl -> We have requested the last of our required inventory that we need, and should be getting them shortly. Ryan Mesner -> Shame. I doubt he'll be kind to giving me house discounts when I turn him down, but you could be my bootlegger. ::he grinned:: Karl A. Schultz -> + T'Prehl + I have gone through the science lab and will be sending you the list :: sends the list to T'Prehl Cptn Swain -> ::Exhales and stands:: T'Prehl -> +Karl+ Thank you, Mr. Schultz. I'll see if I can expedite the transport of our supplies from the station.. Rue Wydown -> You haven't decided to work on any evil scientist level experiments, have you? ::glances at the Vulcan in amusement:: Fae -> ::Doesn't like it when the Captain exhales.. but supposes she ought not suggest he stop. :: Maryse Dubois -> ::Takes a seat in one of the far biobeds from what little traffic there is. She lays back and lowers the lighting.:: Taryn Castell -> No problem. I'll just sleep with him next time and get you whatever you want. ::Disappears beyond the junction and finally makes it to her quarters. Inside, she fell face first onto the bed, groaning.:: T'Prehl -> ::sends in the expedited requests to the station:: It wouldn't be logical to engage in illicit experiments on a Federation vessel. Taryn Castell -> (( Swain is a mouth-breather. )) Cptn Swain -> Mister Waters begin preliminary preparations for departure. We don't need to be ready in a flat minute, but we will be leaving soon enough. Fae -> :: Slips master mode to green :: Aye. Cptn Swain -> ::Looks over to Wydown poking the scientists and his mode lightens slightly:: Fae -> +Engineering+ Make ready to get underway. No need to set speed records, but work it. Cptn Swain -> Commander, when you have a moment, if you'd join me in the ready room? Cptn Swain -> ::Heads that way:: Rue Wydown -> Why no' ? Especially one that travel's the Gamma Quadrant? Who'd know? ::rather matter of factly, wondering if the Vulcan knows she's joking:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::mouths the words "work it" and wonders if this means he needs to spring into some kind of montage:: +Fae+ Understood. Ryan Mesner -> ::he smirked, standing in her door way:: That's sweet, I've never had someone prostitute themselves out for me. Taryn Castell -> (( Yes, please. We need a montage. )) Fae -> +Dry Dock Control+ Excalibur is making ready to get underway. Please keep the dock clear of personnel. Rue Wydown -> Aye, Captain. On my way. ::toothy grin, nods to T'Prehl and walks over to the Ready Room:: T'Prehl -> ::senses as much, classic Vulcan expression :: Cptn Swain -> ::Waits for the doors to close behind them:: Taryn Castell -> You're usually the one doing the prostituting? ::She rolled on her side and waved a hand in the general direction of the replicator.:: Why don't you make yourself useful? Selection 12 works wonders for hangovers. Cptn Swain -> We have our orders. Ryan Mesner -> Hmm...::he considered:: Maybe I should start charging eh? Rue Wydown -> Oh? ::glances at the Ready Room door, then back to the Captain:: Cptn Swain -> For once I' Ryan Mesner -> ::he walked over to the replicator, appreciating that she had hangover cures hotkeyed...but still...:: You don't have any booze around here? Hair of the dog is the best treatment y'know. Cptn Swain -> I'd like a simple science mission. Is that really so much to ask? ::He stopped and took a deep breath, trying to put his frustrations aside:: T'Prehl -> ::would also like a simple science mission too:: Rue Wydown -> Nothing is ever that simple this side of the wormhole. The sooner you accept it and embrace it, the better you'll be. ::smirky grin:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::Lane:: Did those impulse drive upgrades ever happen? Taryn Castell -> You know, that expression has always bothered me. ::She rolled to her back, pressing one hand to her forehead.:: There are several bottles in storage under the replicator, but I need to be on duty soon. Tandaris Admiran -> Lane> The impulse upgrades? Yes. Diagnostics are finishing now. But the shield generator upgrades didn’t—something about a mix-up with the proper parts. Cptn Swain -> I suppose. Doesn't mean I have to like it. ::He finally smiled:: Ryan Mesner -> ::he handed her the replicated cure, then went back to check out her stores:: I learned a long time ago to take departure day off duty. Suppose that’s a perk that comes with the pips and title though. Fae -> :: Keeping track of systems coming on line, nudging the process along as necessary. :: Fae -> (( The captain's deadly smile... )) T'Prehl -> ( :o ) Rue Wydown -> So what is our mission, Captain? ::leaving off "Grumpy Pants" as she sensed that would be taking her teasing a bit too far.....today:: Karl A. Schultz -> :: starts to inspect a few science lab equipments T'Prehl -> +Karl+ Our supplies will be coming in shortly, since it seems we might be departing sooner rather than later. Taryn Castell -> ::She sat up, pausing for a moment as the pounding returned just behind her eyes. Taking a long drink of her replicated cure, she shuddered and winced.:: Blech. So what did you do on your leave? Cptn Swain -> Four weeks ago, the Augustine was dispatched on a routine mapping mission of the Letean Cluster. They apparently found something or the other on one of the planets. The brief didn't say much. Karl A. Schultz -> + T'Prehl + acknowledge... will make the room for the supplies Rue Wydown -> Okay. Sounds relatively easy so far. What's the problem? Cptn Swain -> With the ion storm and what not, transmissions have been spotty and we apparently haven't had contact with them in about a week. We're to head out and check up on them and... ::pauses:: Ryan Mesner -> Slept all day, partied all night. Just like every other leave. Tandaris Admiran -> ((His orders actually required him to pause for dramatic effect when explaining them to his first officer.)) Karl A. Schultz -> :: clears up some space for the expected science lab requisition items Cptn Swain -> and we're to escort a mission specialist from Starfleet Command, a Doctor Edward Sjvik to assist them with their mission. Cptn Swain -> Then, assuming all is well, return to Camelot. Rue Wydown -> ((Must be in the Federation command staff handbook)) Fae -> (( Most captains are given discretion to insert their own dramatic pauses. )) Rue Wydown -> That still doesn't explain why you're so worried. Cptn Swain -> It doesn't say why he's going or who he is. Cptn Swain -> Nor why they wanted us to go, and then just come home. Like we're some kind of blasted ferry. Taryn Castell -> Just like every other leave. ::She smirked.:: You know, I think if they'd give us leave more often, we wouldn't binge so much when we do have time off. Right? Cptn Swain -> Sorry. I shouldn't let it bother me. It's just frustrating. I am not used to this kind of work. Rue Wydown -> Well, let's not make a mountain out of a mole hill just yet. Karl A. Schultz -> :: receives the science inventory delivered to the science lab Cptn Swain -> :Swain broke into a smile:: I'll try. Rue Wydown -> A little research into this Doctor's bio will tell you a bit more in what to expect of him. As to the rest, we take it as it comes. Cptn Swain -> I hope so. Karl A. Schultz -> + T'Prehl + science lab requisition items have arrived. Cptn Swain -> We'll have some time to get know the doctor as well. Ryan Mesner -> Well...you could hope for that. T'Prehl -> +Karl+ Acknowledged. Ryan Mesner -> ::he eyed a good bottle of brandy:: Cptn Swain -> It's two weeks out to the Augustine's position. Karl A. Schultz -> :: goes through the delivered science items Rue Wydown -> Besides, a simple ferrying mission, as you call it, would give our science folk a chance to gather more data about that vast vacuum out there we call space. And our tactical team can run some drills too. We won't be wasting time, so don't worry about it. Cptn Swain -> ::Grins:: There's that I suppose. Rue Wydown -> What you really should be worried about is that I'm being the voice of reason on this. ::smirks:: Cptn Swain -> At any rate, Dr. Svjik should be arriving at Camelot later today or early tomorrow. We're to leave as soon as he's aboard. Rue Wydown -> I'll alter Ops to have guest quarters prepped. Cptn Swain -> ::nods:: Taryn Castell -> What are you doing over there? ::When he got quiet, she got suspicious.:: Karl A. Schultz -> :: starts the unpack the items and put them away in the science lab Fae -> (( I've got to be altered??? )) Rue Wydown -> ((alert.)) Fae -> (( :) )) Rue Wydown -> ((ROFL....Sorry about the typo)) Rue Wydown -> ((Although we could alter you uniform if you'd like)) Cptn Swain -> ::Looks at Wydown:: I am sorry I am so ... what did she used to call me... grumpy today. Rue Wydown -> ((or bring in some spring colors to your quarters)) Cptn Swain -> I am still trying to ... get used to all of this. Rue Wydown -> Oh really? I hadn't noticed. Fae -> (( Hmm. The prettiest female on a starship crew does usually get to ignore uniform regulations. Is that a rule? )) Tandaris Admiran -> ((Gah, Rue, you gave away the plan!!)) Ryan Mesner -> ::pulls the bottle from his lips:: Nothing! Taryn Castell -> Don't drink the whole thing! I'm saving that for something special. Rue Wydown -> ((Oops. You mean I wasn't supposed to know that? Darn those weekly poker games)) Cptn Swain -> ::Puts a hand on her shoulder and squeezes gently with a smile:: Karl A. Schultz -> :: continues unpacking the delivered items to put them away Ryan Mesner -> ::he returned to her door frame, looking the bottle over:: Getting me into your quarters isn't that special of an occasion Cptn Swain -> I'll get used to it ... eventually. Taryn Castell -> Quarters? No. Pants? Yes. Cptn Swain -> Let's get the staff together this evening and we'll give them a heads up. Cptn Swain -> I'll see what I can find out about the good doctor, but maybe science should look into it as well? Rue Wydown -> Aye. ::nods:: Probably a good idea. Cptn Swain -> And also the Latene Cluster. I don't know much about it, other than its out in the middle of nowhere on the edge of Dominion held space. Cptn Swain -> ((two minute warning )) Ryan Mesner -> ::he smirked:: How long before you have to be on duty? Rue Wydown -> I never really understood that term. Can a place really exist in the middle of no where? Taryn Castell -> ::Eyebrow arch and she smirked.:: A couple of hours. Cptn Swain -> ::Walks towards his desk, smirking:: I suppose not. Cptn Swain -> Let Fae and Tandaris know we need to be ready to leave by this evening. Rue Wydown -> Aye, aye, Captain. ::nods, heading for the door:: Karl A. Schultz -> :: continues to unpack the items to place it... hates this task of organizing thing Cptn Swain -> Given how these things usually work, it won't be till tomorrow, but no sense in not being prepared. One never knows. Cptn Swain -> The guy could be early for a change. Cptn Swain -> ::and lowly:: And the mission could go off without a single hitch... Rue Wydown -> Mountains, Swain, mountains. ::exiting the Ready Room:: Ryan Mesner -> Two hours, is plenty of time to give us something to drink for. ::he smirked, closing the door:: Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM T'Prehl -> ::Paused:: Maryse Dubois -> ::paused:: Maryse Dubois -> lol Fae -> :: paused :: Cptn Swain -> Good work everyone. Cptn Swain -> Alrighty... Rue Wydown -> Taryn, we're gonna have a talk later about the alcohol in your quarters. Cptn Swain -> For next week... Taryn Castell -> Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Maryse Dubois -> It's for medical purposes. ;) Cptn Swain -> TBS will be about 16-hours. We'll pick up early the next morning as our guest arrives. Cptn Swain -> lol Cptn Swain -> Swain is prolly more of a hard-ass about that than Corizon ever was. Cptn Swain -> Given that Corizon himself kept a considerable cache of contraband. Taryn Castell -> The booze I think you could take. But don't mess with her illegal candy stores. Maryse Dubois -> lol Cptn Swain -> lol Cptn Swain -> Questions then? Rue Wydown -> ROFL Taryn Castell -> None from me. Everybody have a good night! Cptn Swain -> Rue? Rue Wydown -> Nothing from me Rue Wydown -> G'night all :) Maryse Dubois -> night night T'Prehl -> Night all Fae -> Night!

Cptn Swain -> MISSION BRIEF: The Excalibur has docked at Camelot, as has the entire convoy and several other starships. Excalibur's crew has been given shoreleave for several days, and we're in hour 6 of said leave. Tandaris Admiran -> So it hasn’t even gotten crazy yet. Cptn Swain -> GM NOTE: As I was saying, there will be a bounty of *ONE* Get Out of Peril FREE card to the crew member who manages to get their drinks on the Captain's Tab in the most original way. Cptn Swain -> This applies to actions done both this week on screen and between games in log form. Cptn Swain -> Questions? Rue Wydown -> None from me :) Cptn Swain -> I will laugh if the XO wins this competition. Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Rue Wydown -> ::rubs her hands together, working up to getting her drinks on the CO's tab, instead starting small as she talks to the bar tender::: Fish and chips luv. T'Prehl -> ::orders some Altair water at the pub:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::in the Holy Grail, having lost a bet with Lane and forced to participate in shore leave as penance:: Fae -> :: Decides fish and chips would be sufficiently sinful, and orders her own with a traditional Earth beer. :: Cptn Swain -> ::Having not made his appearance at the Holy Grail, instead he was doing some shopping at the Courtyard, and wondered if, perhaps, the people who ran Camelot could come up with any worse references to shove into this place. Not that he minded.:: Karl A. Schultz -> :: in the holodeck one on the Excalibur Rue Wydown -> Oh, and some malt vinegar too, luv. ::grins, looking around the Holy Grail:: Quiet night. Taryn Castell -> ::Shoreleave meant relaxation and relaxation meant non-medical things and non-medical things usually meant drinking even though drinking often led to poor decision making, like that time she ended up wearing a sheet (and nothing else) in the lobby of some hotel, screaming obscenities at the guy that threw all of her clothing into the pool.:: Fae -> :: Wonders why chips are chips when served with fish, but 'freedom fries' everywhere else. :: Maryse Dubois -> ::Walking through the courtyard herself, checking out a few new items. She eventually was going to make an appearance at the Grail, but shopping was first.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::clad in civvies, with her long hair in a single braid over her shoulder, enters the Grail:: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> In one corner of the bar, a group from the USS Charleston, themselves in from a long survey mission, have started doing an old earth thing called Karaoke. I'll let you imagine what 24th century Karaoke is like. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::spotting Rue, gives a slightly lopsided grin and makes her way over to the table where Rue is seated:: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Especially with Klingon Techno Opera in the Mix @the Grail. Cptn Swain -> ACTION> #Awesome Charlotte Matsumura -> (( I was just thinking "in the original Klingon" )) Fae -> :: Decides to let the Charleston bunch establish a benchmark before wandering over :: Rue Wydown -> ::drums her fingers on the bar impatiently, lots of ants in her pants::: Fae -> Do you need your fish so badly, Rue? Cptn Swain -> ::Finishes his shopping, having the merchant send the good to his quarters and heads to the Holy Grail, half-expecting the entire crew to be their, and knowing them, likely drunk:: Rue Wydown -> I love me some fish and chips. ::grins:: Actually, I'm a little anxious. Got a jump planned for a couple of hours from now. Fae -> Ah. Jumping over a broomstick, or something more mundane? T'Prehl -> ::looking at the Grail's menu for some Vulcan friendly options:: Karl A. Schultz -> :: to computer :: computer, run the program schultz 7 Charlotte Matsumura -> Oh. Fish and chips sounds lovely. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::flags down the waiter and orders some for herself:: Charlotte Matsumura -> And lots of malt vinegar. Fae -> I hope we don't run them out of fish. Rue Wydown -> Eh, more like a mid-atmosphere jump simulation on the holodeck. Fae -> Ah. Yes. Sounds like fun. Taryn Castell -> ::After six hours of leave, she'd spent enough to fund a small planet, so drinking was definitely in order. Her first inclination was to visit one of the all male revues, but after a lifetime in medical, the male anatomy had lost a lot of its mystique.:: T'Prehl -> I don't think that's likely to occur. :: still looking at her menu:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::looks to Rue:: Jumping out of another perfectly good airplane? Rue Wydown -> Why yes. ::toothy grin:: Fae -> Surely, no airplane could be perfectly good enough? Cptn Swain -> ::Makes his way into the Holy Grail. He still felt a little weird. It was, after all, a bar where both Civvies and officers Mixed. There was, apparently, flag officers only bar somewhere on the station, but he hadn't heard much about it, other than it was what you expected -- brassy.:: Cptn Swain -> ::He remembered that there was something similar at Three-Forty-Nine during the war, and that it was really boring.:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Finally enters the Grail, only for her ears to be assaulted by a wretched noise coming from one of the corners.:: Cptn Swain -> ::Coming in between a karaoke set, he was going to be really shocked to hear "Ith'Do'Gahgh" in the original Klingon in about five seconds:: Rue Wydown -> Oh it's not about the transport. It's all about the leap. Charlotte Matsumura -> And the fall. Karl A. Schultz -> :: schultz's empty holodeck room is changed. It's on Munich, Germany on Earth... Marienplatz specially Charlotte Matsumura -> ::smirks over the rim of her ale, which has magically appeared before her, with a wink from the 'tender:: Fae -> And surviving all of the above? Fae -> I'd think that would be kinda important. Rue Wydown -> Eh, what's life without a lil' risk? ::shrugs, then sits up with a gleeful expression as their fish and chips arrive:: I haven't had proper chips in aaaaaaaaages. Karl A. Schultz -> :: Schultz stand before the old Neues Rathaus ( new town hall) T'Prehl -> ::Sips her beverage and orders a generic meal:: Charlotte Matsumura -> LCDR Anna Lorraine> ::sitting in her office, forehead in her palm, eyes fixed on the PADD on her desk:: Fae -> :: Smiles :: For the moment, I've no great desire for risk. Just the fish and chips will do. Charlotte Matsumura -> Lorraine> ::feeling as though her eyes are about to cross, having read far too much in the past week:: Cptn Swain -> ::Makes his way to the bar as the Klingon Karaoke begins and nearly jumps:: Fae -> Starfleet seems to provide sufficient risks without seeking out an extra dose. Charlotte Matsumura -> Lorraine> ::mutters:: There's a reason I didn't read law... Rue Wydown -> ::would tell the Vulcan to explore a bit, but would probably be told how illogical she's being...and since she all ready knows she's illogical, why poke a stick at it?:: Charlotte Matsumura -> It's a very different *kind* of risk. Taryn Castell -> ::That took her in the direction of the usual hangout where the horrible music seemed to be coming from. She ducked into the Holy Grail and sidled to the bar to order something purple. She was in a purple mood today.:: Rue Wydown -> Agreed. Sometimes you need to blow off steam. Cptn Swain -> ::Sees the crew at the bar and wanders over:: Good evening. T'Prehl -> ::watches the Klingon contingent belt out the latest Klingon top-40 song:: Charlotte Matsumura -> You don't quite get the same adrenaline rush from your commanding officer talking down some random terrorist... T'Prehl -> ::nods:: Captain. Rue Wydown -> Whotcha, Captain. ::waves a fish stick as she salutes him:: Fae -> Good evening, Captain. I can recommend fish and chips. Charlotte Matsumura -> ...as you do from jumping to your possible death out of a perfectly good airplane. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::shaking her head as her own fish and chips arrives:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::followed by a big bottle of malt vinegar:: Cptn Swain -> ::Smiles:: No thanks. I grew up in a coastal town, and well I am a bit of a snob about it. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::winces as the singer hits a particularly sour note:: Fae -> Nothing is perfect. Therefore, no airplane could be perfectly good. Thus, one should leave airplanes as soon as possible. Perfectly logical, right? Charlotte Matsumura -> Oi. Karl A. Schultz -> :: The Marienplatz is teemed with a lot of people. Fae -> Well, be that way, captain. Cptn Swain -> ::To the bartender:: I will take a dark ale. Charlotte Matsumura -> Lorraine> ::sighing as she reaches the end of the most recent report:: Karl A. Schultz -> :: The Marienplatz is teemed with a lot of holograms... Cptn Swain -> What can I say? ::He smirked, he hadn't meant it as stand-offish as he realized it must have came off, but there was just something about replicated fish-and-chips he could never get over. Really replicated food in general.:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Sits down next to Taryn at the bar, wincing at the sounds.:: Ugh...that must be something new they added... Cptn Swain -> I see the lot of you are enjoying yourselves though? Taryn Castell -> ::Grins at Maryse, waving her purple drink.:: The more you drink, the better they sound. Rue Wydown -> Of course. It's leave. What's not to enjoy? Unlike some ships, we aren't banned from our destinations. Fae -> I suppose fish are only good when you drag bottom with your very own personal trawler? Oh, yes. Doing fine. Or would if the Klingons hadn't thought they'd discovered music. Cptn Swain -> That's true. Cptn Swain -> I heard of a ship that got banned from Risa. Cptn Swain -> ::Shakes his head:: Fae -> Was it worth it? T'Prehl -> I would hope so. Cptn Swain -> Wouldn't know. I've never had a crew get banned from a planet. Did have a crew get their shuttle towed once. Cptn Swain -> ::Head shakes:: Should have seen me trying to explain that one to the brass. Karl A. Schultz -> :: The Glockenspiel plays from the Neues Rathaus ( city hall ) T'Prehl -> ::eating her bland grey meal:: Rue Wydown -> These aren't half bad. ::munching:: For replicated food. Maryse Dubois -> ::Gets her drink, smirking.:: I highly doubt that? ::Notices Taryn's drink.:: Purple tonight? Cptn Swain -> ::Smirks:: I know how it sounds, but replicated food just was never the same to me. I guess its one of the drawbacks from growing up on a low-tech colony that looked at replicators like they were the spawn of Satan, eh? Taryn Castell -> Purple! To purple! ::Raises her drink and knocks it back, motioning for another.:: Cptn Swain -> ::Gets his ale from the bartender and takes a sip, at least that was real.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> The only thing I don't like about malt vinegar... ::crinkles her nose:: is the smell. Charlotte Matsumura -> But I still love the taste. Maryse Dubois -> ::Grins as she takes a sip.:: Ryan's missing all the fun tonight. Rue Wydown -> Eh, where I grew up, it was either replicated food, or starve ::shrugs:: Harsh environment, that. Fae -> But it must have been a revelation, one's first meal... Rue Wydown -> Love malt vinegar. It's fantastic! Charlotte Matsumura -> No fish and chip meal is complete without it. Taryn Castell -> I know. Where in the hell is he? He's usually good for a laugh. I bet we could have gotten him up to sing some of those horrible songs. Fae -> :: Stubbornly into ketchup and tartar sauce, but decides to see if we could go a whole evening without a brawl. :: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> The Holodecks on the Excalibur die. A brief message recorded by Tandaris telling the user they're down for maintenance plays. Karl A. Schultz -> :: wanders around the holographic Marienplatz and talks with some locals. Fae -> (( Shouldn't that have waited until mid freefall? )) Cptn Swain -> ::Nods to Rue:: I think some of the people my planet would have rather died, to be honest. Real nutters if you ask me. Taryn Castell -> ::She downs another purple.:: Ohh! Song's over. I think the Captain is up next. Captain! ::Yells down the bar.:: CAPTAIN SWAIN! Go sing something! Karl A. Schultz -> :: suddenly the marienplatz program dies and transformed back to empty holodeck room Fae -> :: Hopes she isn't going to be called as designated singer... Is too into the fish and chips at the moment. :: Maryse Dubois -> ::Giggles.:: Probably. Think he said he had something to do. ::Facepalms when Taryn starts yelling across the bar at the Captain.:: Rue Wydown -> ::shrugs:: My home planet was a bit of a...::pauses:: how do I say this diplomatically? Sparce? Frontier like? Most definitely volcanic. It was fantastic. ::lopsided grin:: Cptn Swain -> ::hears his name and 'sing':: Rue Wydown -> ::raises a brow, then glances at Swain:: You going to sing? ::surprised:: Cptn Swain -> I haven't had nearly enough to drink. Fae -> That could be quickly fixed. Cptn Swain -> ::Looks around, smiles:: I will in a bit. Cptn Swain -> ::Cursing Alcohol, the solution and source of all of man's problems:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Yes, there are other mixes that might be optimal... Charlotte Matsumura -> ::wry grin:: Taryn Castell -> Wuss. ::Downs another purple and licks her lips.:: Rue Wydown -> Oh we can solve that. ::waves the 'tender:: Another couple of rounds for the Cap'tn. ::planning to steal one of the two the 'tender brings:: Fae -> The way I heard it, once upon a time, some wheat fell into a pool of water in a hollow trunk, and fermented. Cptn Swain -> ::Grins:: Karl A. Schultz -> :: leaves the holodeck one because of the sudden interruption Fae -> This resulted in a need for more wheat, which led to the invention of agriculture, which led to civilization, and everything has been going down hill since. Cptn Swain -> They used to make this stuff at the Tavern in Hammerfell. ::Does one of those looks:: It was kind of green, and I am pretty sure you could use it to remove paint. Charlotte Matsumura -> You're a cheerful dinner companion. ::to Fae:: Fae -> :: Smiles :: Rue Wydown -> I wouldn't say it was going downhill. :;shrugs:: Beer has been around a long time. Without it, some civilizations would have never existed...canna' drink the water, you drink beer. Karl A. Schultz -> :: decided to head to the station Taryn Castell -> Let's go sing a song. ::Slips off her stool and tugs on Maryse's arm.:: Cptn Swain -> I am fairly certain that's how I got this... ::points to the tattoo on the back of his hand:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Mal Alexander> ::enters the Grail, wincing at the current karaoke, tugging at his ear as he weaves his way through the room:: Fae -> Yep. Beer creates lots of interesting stuff. :: Looks at the tattoo. :: Maryse Dubois -> ::Is getting pulled off the bar, quickly grabbing her drink.:: Oh gods... Rue Wydown -> ::takes the two beers that the bartender has brought over for the Captain to fulfill his Karaoke mission, Rue sets one down next to his current one...and takes the other behind his back:: Karl A. Schultz -> :: walks to an airlock and then walks to the station through the airlock Charlotte Matsumura -> Alexander> ::spotting the back of a couple of heads:: Karl A. Schultz -> :: wanders around the station.... Charlotte Matsumura -> Alexander> ::slides up to Lottie, kissing her on the temple before flopping onto the stool beside her:: 'allo, love. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::is kissed, smiles:: ::offers her basket:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Alexander> ::waves it off:: Not quite the same, is it? Cptn Swain -> ::Takes a drink from his mug:: Taryn Castell -> What songs do you know? ::Moving up to browse the song selection.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::shakes her head:: No, but when you have to do without... ::shrugs:: Karl A. Schultz -> :: finally walks into the bar after some walk Charlotte Matsumura -> Alexander> ::looks to Rue:: Two-fisted today? Cptn Swain -> ::Rue:: Now see, volcanic doesn't sound interesting to me at all. To much pollution of the skies. Now Abscean on the other hand... you could just walk outside your house lay down, and see every star you wanted. Rue Wydown -> Who? Me? Nev'a ::sips her purloined beer:: Taryn Castell -> Nix the Klingon. I always feel like I'm doing animal growls when speaking that language. T'Prehl -> ::Silently watches Taryn and Maryse take centre stage at the Karaoke machine. Feels better not having to listen to the Klingons:: Karl A. Schultz -> :: looks around the bar for the crew members of the Excalibur Rue Wydown -> But where's the adventure, Swain? Stars are beautiful, al'ight. But they're quiet too. Whot did you do for fun? Cptn Swain -> Went hunting, fishing... occasionally cave diving. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Altair: Sweet. Taryn Castell -> Ooh, there's this song I like about females with large posteriors. Cptn Swain -> Rode horses. Rue Wydown -> High caliber activities, aye? Cptn Swain -> In between doing chores, of course. Fae -> :: Snorts slightly :: Stars are only quiet because of the vacuum. They're really ongoing explosions of a mighty kind. Maryse Dubois -> ::Watching Taryn go through songs, taking a really big drink and ordering another. Something strong.:: Webmaster -> I like big butts and I cannot lie... all you other brothers can't deny.... Charlotte Matsumura -> Alexander> ::is greeted by the bartender with his usual ale, without asking:: Cptn Swain -> (( Two minute warning )) Charlotte Matsumura -> Alexander> ::hearing Fae, looks to Lottie with a "is she for real?" expression:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::nods, shrugs, sips her drink:: Rue Wydown -> No wonder you're afraid of a lil' karaoke ::smirks:: Cptn Swain -> I mean my parents owned a working farm, so most of our time, when we weren't in school was spent helping out around the farm. Taryn Castell -> Or we can do that one song about the guy that drugs his women with an aphrodisiac, but it backfires and he finds himself in bed with another man. And also his dog humps his leg. T'Prehl -> ::watches the singers with a curious look on her face:: Cptn Swain -> ::Takes another drink:: I never said I was afraid. We used to do it every weekend when I was a cadet. We'd hop over to Tokyo and get into all kinds of trouble. Karl A. Schultz -> :: finally walks to the bar and takes a seat Rue Wydown -> ((I feel like this is Name that Tune - Star Trek version)) Cptn Swain -> ::Makes an attempt at being sober:: I mean, I would never get in trouble... Charlotte Matsumura -> ::lips thin:: Hmm. Tokyo. Maryse Dubois -> ::Looking at Taryn funny.:: Rue Wydown -> Oh sod it. You should give it a whirl ::feeling a bit extra devilish today:: Cptn Swain -> Only if you come with me. Charlotte Matsumura -> Alexander> A duet? Fantastic! Charlotte Matsumura -> Alexander> ::mischievous grin as he looks to Rue:: Rue Wydown -> And whot would we sing? ::standing up, ready to take this on:: Cptn Swain -> I'll let you pick. Karl A. Schultz -> :: orders a drink from the bartender.... a whiskey drink Cptn Swain -> ...and... Taryn Castell -> Or if you want a classic, how about, we can do a song about dousing people in sucrose! That's a good one. Charlotte Matsumura -> Alexander> ::leans over to Charlotte:: ::quietly:: And, in case you haven't noticed, never dare Rue to do anything. Fae -> (( Quick. End sim before Taryn gets to suggest another song. )) Charlotte Matsumura -> ::smirks:: I've noticed. Rue Wydown -> How about I Got You Babe? ::smirks:: Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> AHAHAHAHA T'Prehl -> ::Paused:: T'Prehl -> lol. Cptn Swain -> The title of this week's sim: "I got you Babe" Fae -> Does Rue have the shoes for that one? Maryse Dubois -> omg I was seriously just listening to that on iTunes Rue Wydown -> ROFL Charlotte Matsumura -> Yeah, been listening to Cher for a couple of days, m'self. Rue Wydown -> It was one of the first duets that came to mind. ROFL Cptn Swain -> Next, Charlotte can do Dark Lady. Webmaster -> Summer lovin' had me a blast - summer lovin', happened so fast I met a girl crazy for me - I met a boy, cute as can be Summer days driftin' away, to uh-oh those summer nights Tell me more, tell me more, did you get very far? Tell me more, tell me more, like, does he have a car? Cptn Swain -> I ~Hate~ Grease. Karl A. Schultz -> was that from grease? T'Prehl -> IT was yes Rue Wydown -> ROFLMAO! Charlotte Matsumura -> ::falls out of chair laughing:: Taryn Castell -> Next up - Lionel Richie. Cptn Swain -> Having done the stage production of that show... Charlotte Matsumura -> ::headdesk:: Webmaster -> They say we're young and we don't know won't find out until we grow. Well I don't know maybe that's true 'cause you got me babe I got you. Babe I got you babe I got you babe ! T'Prehl -> Hello. Is it me you're lookin for? Cptn Swain -> I would rather have my head slammed in a door than do Grease. Cptn Swain -> Alright. Cptn Swain -> SO TBS is 2-3 days. Plenty of time for you all to get into trouble. Rue Wydown -> Muhahaha. Rue Wydown -> I stole a drink! Cptn Swain -> Remember Rue's Rule. Webmaster -> I've been alone with you inside my mind And in my dreams I've kissed your lips a thousand times I sometimes see you pass outside my door Hello, is it me you're looking for? I can see it in your eyes I can see it in your smile You're all I've ever wanted, (and) my arms are open wide Fae -> Does Rue's Rule apply to Rue? Cptn Swain -> Also as a reminder, next week is Daylight Savings thing. Cptn Swain -> Spring foreword and all that. Cptn Swain -> And also the bounty. Cptn Swain -> Rue 1 Rest of Crew 0 Cptn Swain -> Questions? Rue Wydown -> The night is still young. You never know. Taryn Castell -> I was planning on seducing the Captain for my drink. Or maybe the bartender. Or both. Rue Wydown -> ROFL Taryn Tandaris Admiran -> Or tricking the captain and bartender into seducing each other. Charlotte Matsumura -> How many purple things is that gonna take? Taryn Castell -> Good one, Tandy! Cptn Swain -> How cute is the bartender? Taryn Castell -> That can be arranged. Tandaris Admiran -> How many drinks have you had? Cptn Swain -> LOL Taryn Castell -> Nathan Fillion cute. Charlotte Matsumura -> Oooh. Cptn Swain -> Oh that's not even fair. Taryn Castell -> Or Jason Bateman, if you squint. Tandaris Admiran -> Wait, why are letting _him_ have the bartender then? Charlotte Matsumura -> I'm really getting tired of that. Webmaster -> ACTION>> Done!! Cptn Swain -> LOL Cptn Swain -> Night guys!

Cptn Swain -> MISSION BRIEF: Excalibur and the convoy are entering the Avalon system. Science and engineering continue to play with their flashing lights, while Medical is finally getting a chance to catch their breath. Cptn Swain -> Questions? Cptn Swain -> None? Cptn Swain -> Let's get started then. BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Rue Wydown -> ((Muhahah)) Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Rue Wydown -> ::on the bridge, having had fun watching Tandy, T'Prehl and Karl working:: T'Prehl -> ::Still working on the device:: Cptn Swain -> ::On the bridge, as they were finally getting back to Avalon after what had been the strangest non-war-time convoy escort mission of his career:: Cptn Swain -> Is it just me, or is it cold? ::Shivers slightly in the command seat:: Rue Wydown -> +Dubois+ Bridge to Medical. Have you all wrapped up and ready to return yet? Fae -> :: On the bridge, listening in to all, but focusing on business at hand. :: Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::making her way through the refugee ship, making sure the sec teams have been rounded up:: T'Prehl -> ::still working on deciphering the alien language on the control panel:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::scanning the device with his tricorder now that T'Prehl has activated one part of it:: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> With all the convoy traffic, Excalibur has been slated as the last ship to dock and won't be docking at one of the hard points on Camelot, but instead will be docking in one of the dry-docks. Maryse Dubois -> ::Finished washing up for the millionth time.:: +Rue+ Yes Commander, we've finally caught up. Tandaris Admiran -> I’m not detecting any emissions that would indicate a build-up of energy in preparation for detonation. Fae -> ( Mutters ) A dry dock? Haven't they heard there has been a change of command? Tandaris Admiran -> Perhaps this is a standby mode? Rue Wydown -> +Dubois+ Well, herd the cats to the transporter room and we'll beam you all back. Taryn Castell -> @ ::Still on the fugee's ship, she'd stitched and sealed and set and healed broken bones, and pretty much everything but tend to small, frightened children, which she left to their security crew because they were known to be so loving. Hearing Rue's comm, she tilted her head in Maryse's direction, wiping alien blood from her hands.:: Ryan Mesner -> ::standing near enough to Dubois to overhear:: Thank god. I feel like I need an old fashioned water shower, on top of normal decon. T'Prehl -> I am thinking the same. Maryse Dubois -> @ +Rue+ Understood. ::Looking to Ryan and Taryn.:: Time to go home. ::Smirks at Ryan's comment.:: Let's get everyone together. Cptn Swain -> ::Hears Fae muttering:: Something wrong? T'Prehl -> I'm still trying to work out the language, but the grammar structure is quite complicated, and the UT is having a hard time coping. Fae -> No... No... I'm quite used to bringing her into dry dock. Thing is, this time there isn't something wrong. Fae -> Old habits die hard, I guess. Ryan Mesner -> ::taps his badge:: +Charlotte+ We're heading back to Excalibur. Round up the teams for transport. Cptn Swain -> Well we are the least in need of the actual docking facilities. T'Prehl -> It's really unlike any language I've encountered before, but I think I'm beginning to get some progress. This large red button here appears to be the power button. Fae -> True. Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::heading down the corridor to head back to Excal, after making sure all her colleagues are already herded back to transport:: Fae -> I don't know. Just once I might have liked to come in the front door, rather than the garage? Cptn Swain -> ::Rue:: At least the flyboys got to spend a lot of time out in space doing their thing. I really don't know if I'll ever get used to having fighters attached to the ship. Fae -> Well, a girl has to have a dream, right? Charlotte Matsumura -> @ +Mesner+ Teams are all present and accounted for, Chief. Already on my way to meet you for transport. Rue Wydown -> Ms Waters, you want to alert the transporter room we'll have people returning shortly. Make sure the biofilters are activated. I don't want them bring home any hitchhiking bugs. Ryan Mesner -> @ +Charlotte+ Very good. Mesner out. Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: That's the last thing we need, the whole crew to come down with some alien flu. Rue Wydown -> Trust me, you don't. You ought to see them in their native environment. Very interesting. Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Packing up what's left of her medkit.:: Fae -> Aye. :: Gets on a line to the transporter chief, coordinating leave lists, adding a filter reminder, and shrugging at the rolled eyes. :: Cptn Swain -> I suppose that mission could have gone a lot worse. ::He said standing, still thinking the bridge was a few degrees colder than it needed to be:: T'Prehl -> ::presses another series of buttons on the console:: Okay, this appears to be the targetting screen, to choose a target destination for the weapon. Ryan Mesner -> @::rather eager to leave:: Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::pulling up her tricorder, checks the data she downloaded, then closes the tricorder and slips it back into the holster:: Rue Wydown -> Are you sure you're not coming down with something yourself? Cptn Swain -> I hope not. ::He said with a frown:: I hate sickbay. ::Pausing remembering his XO had once called that her demesne.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::entering the rally point, where the Excal crew members are awaiting transport:: Cptn Swain -> It's all just so very ... anti-septic. Karl A. Schultz -> :: runs some scans of the torpedo Taryn Castell -> @ Well, I can't say I'm not happy to get back, but there's still a lot of stuff these people need. I hope Camelot is ready to handle all of this. ::Gear packed up, she moved to the transporter with the others.:: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Excalibur's teams begin transporting back to the Excalibur. T'Prehl -> How are your scans doing along? Did you find anything of interest, Mr. Schultz? Rue Wydown -> Regardless. Maybe you should go down and get checked out. Troy Parson -> Qob: I should probably run as well. G'night all! Karl A. Schultz -> I am running current scans and I will compare to the earlier scans to see what's different Cptn Swain -> Maybe later. Once things settle down a little bit. I am sure the last thing they need right now is another patient. Maryse Dubois -> @ They were alerted before our arrival, and had plenty of time to prepare. We have done all we can, and our job is done. ::Joining the others to leave.:: T'Prehl -> Excellent. Do keep me appraised. Ryan Mesner -> @ Here here. Cptn Swain -> I am curious what the brass plan to do with this mess. ::He said motioning to the viewscreen of docking transports.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::hovering toward the back of the crew, making sure that the rest of her security colleagues beam before she does:: Tandaris Admiran -> Hmm Fae -> :: Slides into the grappling range of the dock :: Fae -> :: Wonders idly if they'll let her be elegant, or if they'll just grab her. :: Tandaris Admiran -> The device is using some kind of solid state memory storage I've never seen before. Fae -> :: These tractor operators don't always respect a girl's independence and pride. :: Rue Wydown -> I'm sure they will get it sorted. Cptn Swain -> I am just glad they get to do the sorting and not us, eh? Fae -> Nice thought, Captain. Good luck with it. Cptn Swain -> We did our bit as far as I am concerned. We got the convoy back here in one piece and ... mostly... avoided an diplomatic incident. Tandaris Admiran -> It explains why we were having trouble accessing any data until you turned it on, but I'm still puzzled … ::glances down at the console:: If this is correct, then its capacity is almost 30,000 gigaquads. Cptn Swain -> Speaking of which, how is our dear guest, Mister Goss doing? Still in the brig I assume? Taryn Castell -> @ ::Appears back on the Excalibur. SURPRISE!:: Rue Wydown -> ACTION>Transporter Chief jumps at Taryn's exclamation. Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Shimmers back on board Excal:: Fae -> :: Glancing around the bridge, hoping someone else is going to pick up that question. :: Taryn Castell -> Hi! ::Grins at the TR Chief.:: Miss me? T'Prehl -> (sorry, room froze) Ryan Mesner -> ::looks around:: No announcement at all. That's just rude. Rue Wydown -> Oh, he's still cookin' down there. Slimy git. Cptn Swain -> Chief> ::shakes his head:: Fae -> :: Lines up the last tiny bit of the approach, and attempts something like elegance, gliding gently into a nicely centered position. :: Fae -> + Dry Dock + We're baaaaack! Rue Wydown -> Rhomer>::the pied piper of the kids with his chocolate bars:: Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: Well have security transfer him to Camelot once we've gotten settled down a little bit. I'll give that mess to the Admiral as well. Taryn Castell -> Yes, quite rude. ::She shouldered her bag and stepped off the padd, heading out into the corridor.:: Now for a shower, and a bath, and three hair washings, because one isn't going to be enough to get all the sick out. Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::beams back aboard with the last team:: Cptn Swain -> ::Heads over to the replicator to get a cup of tea to see if that warmed him up at all.:: Rue Wydown -> Transporter Chief>::shakes his head:: Ryan Mesner -> Agreed. ::moves to follow Taryn:: Fae -> Done with engines, captain? Charlotte Matsumura -> ::shimmers and rematerializes aboard Excal:: Rue Wydown -> Rhomer>::transports back to the ship:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Smirks at Taryn as she walked out of the TR.:: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Camelot Control signals Excalibur to hold position as one of the transports is having trouble docking. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::smirks at Rhomer as they step down off the transport platform:: Have fun playing nanny? Fae -> Hold. Station Ops wants us to stand by. Fae -> :: Tries to get an image of the transport in question up on the main screen :: Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: You might want to tell engineering we're getting ready to dock. I imagine Tandaris is still playing with his new ... toy ... Rue Wydown -> Rhomer> S'okay. ::one shoulder shrug:: Cptn Swain -> ::to Fae*:: Fae -> Someone's having trouble snuggling in. T'Prehl -> ::examined the weapon's SSD memory drive(s):: Rue Wydown -> +Dubois+ Bridge to Medical, Do we have everyone back yet? Maryse Dubois -> +Rue+ Yes Commander, everyone has been accounted for. Most are heading to their quarters to clean up. Charlotte Matsumura -> It kept them quiet and from completely panicking. Not bad. ::pats him on the shoulder, then saunters past, out into the corridor:: Rue Wydown -> +Dubois+Thanks. I'll need a progress report from you by the end of next duty shift. Cptn Swain -> ::Returns to the perch with tea, but stays by the ledge instead of going up into his chair:: Tandaris Admiran -> This is a very advanced memory system for a weapon. However, I'm not detecting any active subroutines. Maryse Dubois -> +Rue+ Understood. ::Arrives at her own quarters, stepping inside.:: Tandaris Admiran -> It appears to be in a passive mode at the moment. Rue Wydown -> So we have the away everyone back. That's good news. Cptn Swain -> ::Leans over and hits the comms panel:: +Engineering+ We're preparing to dock, be on stand by to switch over to the dry dock's power supply. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::fighting back her own anxieties, ready to deliver the information she has:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::but can't rush it, and will deliver it in person, once they dock:: Taryn Castell -> ::Enters the turbolift, holding it for anyone else heading out, and then calls for her deck.:: Tandaris Admiran -> So far we're assuming it's a ballistic weapon, but perhaps it's a kind of smart mine? It could lie in wait, complex targeting data in storage, detonating only when the targeting parameters are fulfilled. Cptn Swain -> ::Nods to Rue:: Good. They did a fantastic job, again. Maybe we'll have a mission soon where we don't also run a mobile clinic? Fae -> :: Looks mildly sheepish at the captain. :: I was thinking of holding off that warning till that merchie snuggles up. Might have to go give them a push. Maryse Dubois -> ::Peels off her lab coat and uniform jacket before preparing her shower.:: Cptn Swain -> ::Takes a sip of his tea:: Eh, no worries. Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Excalibur is finally given permission to dock. Fae -> :: Makes herself aware of obstacles and local traffic, just in case she has to move in a hurry. :: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::working her way down the corridor to the lift:: Deck #. T'Prehl -> ::rubs chin:: That is a fair assumption, I would say. There's no real evidence to proove this device is some sort of ballistic type weapon. Fae -> + Dry Dock+ Could you give us tractors dock and a utility tether please? Rue Wydown -> Let me contact security to prepare a transport of Mr Goss? Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::steps out of the lift, headed for main security:: Fae -> :: Switches the external lights from ship in motion to indicate moored :: Rue Wydown -> +Security+ Bridge to Security. Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Dry Dock gives Fae what she asks for. Karl A. Schultz -> we started from basic assumption based on computer analysis Fae -> :: Locks into external power, then switches master mode to docked. :: Fae -> +Engineering+ We have power from the dock. Done with engines. Ryan Mesner -> ((sorry guys, gotta call it a night, see ya'll next week)) Charlotte Matsumura -> (( Night! )) Cptn Swain -> ::Feels the ship come to a rest as the dampers hesitate a moment:: Charlotte Matsumura -> +Wydown+ Matsumura here, Commander. Fae -> :: Starts monitoring the power down checklist. :: Maryse Dubois -> ::After turning on some soothing music, she removes the rest of her uniform and begins washing.:: Rue Wydown -> +Matsumura+ You want to prepare our brig guest for transport over to station security once we're settled with docking, please. Fae -> :: Pulls the main screen back from the troubled merchantman to view ahead :: Karl A. Schultz -> I am sure the Starfleet Engineering will learn more about this, once they do more thorough analysis Charlotte Matsumura -> +Wydown+ I'm entering main security now. I'll ensure our guest is ready for transport. Rue Wydown -> Rhomer>::spring his step, heads back down to the Marine barracks:: Rue Wydown -> +Matsumura+ Thank you, Bridge out. Taryn Castell -> ::In her quarters, she began to strip, naked before her uniform even hit the floor.:: So much blood on my lab coat! Those people bleed entirely too much. ::She replicated herself a bowl of jelly beans to eat while she was showering.:: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Incoming message from Camelot for Captain Swain, text only... Charlotte Matsumura -> ::enters main security, heading directly toward the brig:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::Schultz:: What, aren't you interested in leer—ah. ::forgets that, as an engineer, his desire to learn how things work is not always shared with those who want to learn what can be made to work:: Fae -> :: starts to relax a bit. Tends to tense up a bit when maneuvering in close with lots of other trafic about. :: Fae -> Captain. Incoming from Camelot for you. Fae -> Text format. Cptn Swain -> ::Looks to Rue first, then to Fae:: Put it through to my console. Cptn Swain -> ::Makes his way up to his chair:: Fae -> :: Routes it to The Chair. :: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::standing before Goss' cell:: ::looks to him, then turns her attention to the master at arms:: We're docking, so we'll need to prepare him for transport. Rue Wydown -> ::just gives a slight shrug, continuing down her check list of what needs to happen:: Cptn Swain -> Oh goodie. Orders. Charlotte Matsumura -> MAA> ::nods:: I've got a team on stand-by, and station security has been alerted. Fae -> Should the power down continue? Karl A. Schultz -> We did the best inspection and analysis in this lab, but the Starfleet will have more sophophicated tools to dissect this thing Maryse Dubois -> ::Washes her hair a few times before being satisfied with it. Once she's completely risned off, she gets out and begins to dry off.:: Rue Wydown -> Yes, Ms Waters. ::nods:: Proceed. Fae -> :: Or wonders if the orders involve a refit? Is there a reason to be in dock after all? :: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::nods:: Good. Make sure everything is entered in the log, and call myself or Chief if anything goes awry. Cptn Swain -> ::Sits his tea down:: I have been requested and ordered to report to Cameot for debrief. Apparently they also want to talk to you Commander, but not right away. Fae -> :: Decides on something new and different. Keeping her mouth shut for a bit? :: Cptn Swain -> Apparently we're getting to hand off the football after all. Once we get settled down, they're even giving us some leave. Rue Wydown -> No problem. ::nods:: Cptn Swain -> ::Surprised at that, and pleased. The crew was getting a little restless:: Fae -> :: Suspicious. Beware of admirals being nice... :: Cptn Swain -> We might as well take the opportunity to stock up on anything. I am sure medical will need a fresh supply of lolipops. Cptn Swain -> ::Smirks:: Fae -> :: Do they really have lolipops? :: Tandaris Admiran -> From the looks of it, we don't need engineers so much as translators. Taryn Castell -> ::No, because Taryn at them all.:: Rue Wydown -> I'm sure Ms Castell has eaten them all by now, so yes. Maryse Dubois -> ((lol)) Charlotte Matsumura -> ::nods, then turns on her heel:: Rue Wydown -> I'll notify the department heads to send their lists to the quartermaster and supply chiefs. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::brings a hand up to sweep a stray hair from her eyes, realizing that she must look a mess now:: Karl A. Schultz -> I am just looking forward to go back to normal science duty for change Cptn Swain -> ::Closes the screen and brings his tea back to his lips:: Mmmm. Cptn Swain -> (( Normal?? )) Tandaris Admiran -> Curious that a machine associated with the Dominion and the Hakarians uses a different language altogether. ::chuckles:: Maybe we aren't the first to be doing this. Maryse Dubois -> ::Grabs a fresh set of clothes and begins dressing. Once ready, she disposes of the old uniform and coat. Pity, that was one of her favorites.:: Cptn Swain -> (( Did we pass into an alternate universe while I wasn't looking Cptn Swain -> ?)) T'Prehl -> As am I. Dissecting potential weapons of mass destruction is not my forte Fae -> (( The change in command has him excessively optimistic. )) Tandaris Admiran -> Maybe the Dominion, and now the Hakarians, and now us … found this device, or the plans for it, and had no clue what to do with it. Rue Wydown -> +Medical+ Bridge to Medical. ::chipper tone:: Karl A. Schultz -> (( I mean regular science duty ) Cptn Swain -> (( Just giving you a hard time ;) )) Maryse Dubois -> ::Grabbing a tea from the replicator, turning down the music to answer.:: +Rue+ Yes Commander? Fae -> (( Fiddling with doomsday weapons is regular science duty on Excalibur. )) Cptn Swain -> (( I wasn't goingt o say a word. )) Charlotte Matsumura -> ::checking in with the officer of the watch before she can get her shower:: Cptn Swain -> (( Making them, of course, is engineering's job )) Rue Wydown -> +Dubois+ Doctor, sorry to bother you. I know you're busy, but we'll need you to forward your supply list to the station ops crew within the next few hours. Rue Wydown -> +Engineering+Bridge to Engineering. Maryse Dubois -> ((Pretty much anything Engineering makes can be considered Doomsday. Just look at the cloak for example.)) Cptn Swain -> ::Takes another sip of his tea and heads for the lift:: Well, I am going to get going. You have the bridge, Commander. Cptn Swain -> (( Two minute warning. )) Taryn Castell -> ::Clean in every crevice, dimple, crack, orifice, and crelbow, Taryn downed the rest of her jelly beans and dressed quickly. In the mirror, she toyed with doing her hair up in some new and ridiculous alien fashion, but her arms were too tired.:: Karl A. Schultz -> I looking for a little R & R at the station Rue Wydown -> Aye, Captain ::a little nod, goes back to her comms:: Maryse Dubois -> +Rue+ Yes Commander, fortunately I had already prepared a list before our last mission. Just needs a couple minor tweeks. Fae -> :: Shuts down the helm functions, continues monitoring the power down, but starts to focus on the stores problem. Leave? Ha. :: Tandaris Admiran -> Lt. Lane> +Rue+ Engineering here. Rue Wydown -> +Dubois+Thank you. Bridge out. ::grinning:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::satisfied with the way things are going with the watch, decides she's well past end of shift and heads for her quarters for a shower and a nap while she waits for the order to disembark:: Rue Wydown -> +Lane+ Hello, mate. We'll need a list of supplies you all will need forwarded to station ops. Maryse Dubois -> ::Takes a PADD from her little desk and sits down on her couch. As she sips her tea, she makes some adjustments and sends in her medical requisition list.:: Rue Wydown -> +Science+ Bridge to Science. Karl A. Schultz -> Since we are near the station, I should do some science inventory to see what we need at the station Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Fae -> :: paused :: T'Prehl -> ::Paused:: Cptn Swain -> Good work! Cptn Swain -> So, for next week. We will have passed off the football so to speak and everyone will be enjoying some leave. T'Prehl -> oooh Karl A. Schultz -> so few weeks at the station and then to the next mission. Rue Wydown -> Well, definitely next sim at the station. Cptn Swain -> ::nod:: Cptn Swain -> Next week will for sure be at station. Cptn Swain -> TBS will be 4-6 hours. Cptn Swain -> Enough time for leave to get started, Rue Wydown -> Any other questions? Cptn Swain -> And remember the Commander's Standing Rue... errr Rule Cptn Swain -> Don't get Arrested, cause she ain't bailing you out.

Rue Wydown -> Mission Brief: Excalibur is one day out from Camelot, having weathered the io storm and a tenuous peace between the Kalith and the Hakarians. Both Wydown and Swain have been conducting conferences with both parties to find out more information. Cape Horn and Valorous have rejoined the entourage as the group steams forward. Medical, with security support, are working with local Hakarian refugee healers to provide emergency medical care to the ill and wounded. The medical setting might be archaic to Federation standards, but Hakarians can provide adequate equipment to get the job done. Meanwhile, Engineering and Science are examining the super-weapon prototype, trying to reverse engineer it and make it work properly. Will they succeed? Or will they blow up Excalibur in the process? Rue Wydown -> (Yeah, I know that was a long one ::thwaps fingers::) Rue Wydown -> Any questions? Ryan Mesner -> Security and medical is still on the freighter? Fae ->Are there any temperary openings for an Ops officer while the super weapon is being tested? Rue Wydown -> Yeah, we still have them on the freighter at the moment. Rue Wydown -> Fae, not sure I understand the question. Fae -> Never mind. :( Rue Wydown -> Are you wanting to run away from the potential blow up. Or want to help? Fae -> Run away. Maryse Dubois -> hehe Rue Wydown -> LOL. Running away isn't an option. :D Rue Wydown -> Okay, if there are no other questions. Let's rock and roll. Ryan Mesner -> That's because you don't have your own freighter. Rue Wydown -> ~~~Begin Sim~~~ Fae -> :: pouts :: What sort of ship is this? Rue Wydown -> ~~~Begin Sim~~~ Karl A. Schultz -> So we have determined that we have a torpedo of some kind, but we don't know how it ticks Fae -> :: at Ops :: T'Prehl -> ::Still poking at the super weapon, looks to Karl:: I do not think at this time that this is a torpedo... however, this could be some sort of explosive device or bomb. However, without more extensive evidence proving as such, it would be illogical to form such a conclusion at this time. Rue Wydown -> ::slips out of her office and on to the bridge:: Oh look, we're still alive. I take it Engineering hasn't blown us up yet. Ryan Mesner -> @::assisting as well as he can with bloody medical disaster:: Rue Wydown -> I'm going down to see how they're all doing. ::toothy grin:: Maybe they'll have a bright red button I can push. Rue Wydown -> @Lost Little Girl>::hands full of chocolate, tottling along with grin on her chocolate covered face:: Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::assisting with her first aid skills, and paying attention to things going around her:: Maryse Dubois -> @ ::In the process of using a Celular microsuture on her surgical patient, after removing the stell bar from his side.:: Cptn Swain -> ::Taking a break from his meetings with the Kalith, he took a deep breath and headed for the bridge to see how everything was going:: Rue Wydown -> @Elderly woman>::shuffles into the main bay, holding her side:: Fae -> :: Notices the return of Rue and Swain. :: Rue Wydown -> I'll be down in engineering if you all need me. ::slipping into the turbolift:: Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::kneeling and scanning with her tricorder, but recognizing that the limited medical technology available isn't quite up to the same standard:: Ryan Mesner -> @::leaning against a wall near to Maryse, he frowned, looking around:: This place is horrible. Tandaris Admiran -> ((I believe we are in the science lab, Rue.)) Rue Wydown -> ((Thank you :D )) Tandaris Admiran -> ((Unless you are hankering for some facetime with Crewman Kent.)) Fae -> : Thinks that was quick. And she didn't even look for a chance to push a button... :: Rue Wydown -> ((Well, I do miss Mr Kent)) Karl A. Schultz -> The computer analysis indicate that it has a features of a torpedo... Tandaris Admiran ->::prods the replicated weapon with his finger:: You will reveal to me your secrets! Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::deciding that she should venture out to assist further, to help prep first aid cases to make it back to medical... and get a chance to look around the ship:: Rue Wydown -> Science lab, if you please. ::leans against the back wall of the lift, trying to remain cool, calm and relaxed with the idea that she's given the crew sharp objects and explosives to play with:: T'Prehl -> It did, eh? Well, then it could be. Perhaps you are right, Mr. Schultz. Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Is wrist deep in a man's side.:: I can't argue with you there at the moment... T'Prehl -> ::removes another panel from the weapon and shines her pocket flashlight inside:: Karl A. Schultz ->:: looks at the holographic recreation of this weapon.. Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Finishes with the microsutures then begins on the dermal regenerating. She then instucts her medical ssistant to begin blood transfusion.:: Ryan Mesner -> @::watches her work:: Has to be a little different doing things the old fashioned way. They have to be at least a half century behind us medically. T'Prehl -> This looks to be like an explosive detonator of some sort don't you think? Rue Wydown -> @Elderly Woman>::leans against the wall for support:: Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::moving about with her tricorder, carefully making her way through the corridors, scanning and recording as she goes:: Rue Wydown ->::steps out of the lift and heads down the coorridor and pokes her head into the room carefully:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::T'Prehl:: It’s possible, but why isn’t it working. Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Steps away from the man to go wash up.:: True, but most of what we have now was a result of this older equipment. It's not completely alien. Tandaris Admiran -> ::scratches his head:: I wonder if we got all the data. Karl A. Schultz -> Could this be a subspace torpedo? Cptn Swain -> ::Steps on the bridge, feeling he needed something stronger than tea:: Fae -> :: Nods to the captain. :: Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Sees the old woman out of the dorner of her eye as she washes.:: Ryan, could you see to her? ::Makes a slight motion with her head towards the woman.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::turning down a corridor, noting some medical personnel attending to injured as she goes:: Cptn Swain -> ::Exhales:: Status report? Maryse Dubois -> *corner T'Prehl -> :::extends her arm farther in to shine more light inside:: It may require a password or authorization to launch. ::Karl:: It could very well be, yes. I recall Voyager had an encounter with one. It is regretful, that this one appears to be unable to talk through our holographic doctor. Ryan Mesner -> Gotcha. ::moves over to the elderly lady:: Here, let me give you a hand. Fae -> No hull breeches in engineering. No firefights in progress among the ships we're with. Q hasn't been spotted. All seems right with the universe. Rue Wydown -> ::determines it's safe and enters the room, watching the others cautiously:: Whotcha. ::grins as she approaches:: Karl A. Schultz -> A torpedo that could destory suspace region to make it the warp travel usless... yikes Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::mapping the ship locations as she goes, as she is able:: T'Prehl -> :nods:: Commander. We are still trying to ascertain more information about the weapon. At this time, we believe it is some sort of subspace torpedo. It may be protected by an encrypted password or authorization recognition software. I was about to try to hack into its mainframe and see if I could get more data out of it. Rue Wydown -> @Elderly Lady>::leans heavily:: Thank you young man. ::winces:: Fae -> Rue said she was heading for the science lab. Ryan Mesner -> @::walks her over towards Maryse:: You don't look so good, are you injured? Rue Wydown -> Please continue, don't stop on my account. I just thought I'd look in on you all to see what your progress is. T'Prehl -> ::Karl:: That would indeed be, a most formidable weapon if true. T'Prehl -> Of course, Commander. Cptn Swain -> That's good. Cptn Swain -> I wish someone would have told me the Kalith expect a welcoming gift. ::Frowns:: That was fun. T'Prehl -> Progress has unfortunately not been as much as we would have liked. The technology is quite intricate and advanced. Analysis is proving to take longer than I had originally thought. Rue Wydown -> @Elderly Woman> I was working in the food distrubtion center when the attack occured. ::she's slow to move and requires quite a bit of support:: I slipped and fell. It hurts quite a bit. Karl A. Schultz -> goes to a console to access anything that could breach subspace.. Ryan Mesner -> @ Well, it just so happens I have the best doctor on the ship right here. ::waves Maryse over:: Fae -> Sorry. Do we need a social director? I think the closest we've got is Yoeman Scone. Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::finding her way through the ship, noting one area that is likely security:: Karl A. Schultz -> goes to a console to learn about anything that could breach suspace.. Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Dries off and looks over the woman.:: Can you tell me where it hurts? Rue Wydown -> ::takes a seat to watch the action, trying to grasp what they're doing and how they're doing it:: And it's alien tech, so I'm sure that's another stumbling block. Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::makes a mental note to stop back by as she comes back toward medical:: Rue Wydown -> @Elderly Woman> ::pats Mesner's hand as she's handed off to Dubois:: Thank you young man. ::to Maryse:: My hip and right leg. T'Prehl -> Indeed, Commander and I am not familiar with the alien language used by the weapon's GUI. Maryse Dubois -> @ I see. Ryan, can you please help her up on this bed here? ::Goes to fetch her tricorder.:: Ryan Mesner -> @ Sure thing. ::begins to move her over to the bed:: Cptn Swain -> ::Shakes his head:: After we got through that, it went pretty well. Karl A. Schultz -> Learns about the space-breach incident in the Lantaru sector T'Prehl -> ::connects a PADD into one of the ports, calling up the UT in an attempt to translate the alien language:: Cptn Swain -> I mean, they're arrogant SOB's who think the suns rise and set in them, but that's not to be unexpected. Karl A. Schultz -> where 127 Federation scientists, led by Professor Ketteract, were were parished in space-breaching accident Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::weaving her way through the ship, stepping over broken components and around medical and security personnel:: Fae -> Are there cultures that don't fit that description? Fae -> Heck, I'm Irish. Rue Wydown -> @Elderly Woman>::having difficulty setting up on the bed, becoming out of breath and trying to keep from groaning too much in the progress:: Karl A. Schultz -> I access any Federation records and there is an incident in the Lantaru sector Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Comes back with her tricorder and begins scanning the woman's hip and leg.:: Karl A. Schultz -> where 127 Federation scientists, led by Professor Ketteract, were were parished in space-breaching accident T'Prehl -> ::searches the language database for known languages with a similar syntax structure:: Rue Wydown -> ::glancing at Karl:: What does that have to do with our present problem? Or am I missing something? Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::finding a quieter area of the ship now, ducks into an alcove, and keys entry into a ship:: Ryan Mesner -> @::sort of lifts her up on the bed:: Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::...into a room, rather:: Cptn Swain -> The Malitarn are very humble. Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Closes the tricorder and looks at the woman.:: You are very fortunate. Your hip is only bruised, but you do have a slight microfracture in your leg. Both are easily treatable, but I'll have to insist you remain in bed for quite a while. Karl A. Schultz -> That's only incident where space breach incident happed in the Federation research Fae -> :: considers :: Cptn Swain -> ::Shrugs:: At any rate we did manage to get somewhere. Rue Wydown -> @Elderly Woman> ::embarrassed by the whole ordeal:: Fae -> If acquiring a super weapon can be considered 'somewhere.' Rue Wydown -> Space breach? ::confuzzled:: Someone want to translate for me? Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::turning and looking around, noting it to be some sort of auxilliary science lab:: Rue Wydown -> Is this something to do with the weapon? Does it cause a space breach? T'Prehl -> ::gets a few pings:: I am searching through the database for any languages with a similar syntax structure. It's somewhat similar to this language here. The translation will be rough, but it will be better than nothing. Cptn Swain -> Well they didn't admit to that exactly. Karl A. Schultz -> Where the suspace breach was recorded related to accident at Landru sector Cptn Swain -> They did give me a small history lesson about our Masovian guests. Fae -> Waddle, quack, swim... duck. Fae -> :: Nods :: Ryan Mesner -> @ Well, could have been worse. ::he shrugged:: Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::lopsided grin as she approaches the console:: ::exhales through her teeth as she realizes translation is going to be a slight issue:: Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Take a hypo and injects it into the woman's leg.:: This will help with the pain and swelling. T'Prehl -> I was unaware of the subspace breach incident at the Landru sector. Perhaps it occured during my retirement. STSF_BluRox -> ::enters with a tray of tea and a basket of scones:: Cptn Swain -> How's engineering doing? Karl A. Schultz -> I was just going through the records of Federation subspace breach phenonomen STSF_BluRox -> ::waits til he finishes his questions before offering him a cup:: Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::tapping into her tricorder, attempts to connect to the Masovian system:: Fae -> They haven't reported up recently. As I said, no hull breeches. Tandaris Admiran ->Far be it from _me_ to be the voice of reason. ::glances at the Vulcan in the room:: But I think we are getting a little carried away. Rue Wydown -> Ah, I see. A bit of trivia while you work? Tandaris Admiran -> We haven’t even turned this thing _on_ yet. Rue Wydown -> Ooooh. Haven't turned it on yet? ::fidgets in her chair, all excited now:: Can I see you all turn it on? Tandars Admiran -> ::Rue:: Certainly. As soon as we figure out how. Ryan Mesner -> @::smirks at Maryse:: I don't suppose you could hit me with one of those too eh? Rue Wydown -> @Elderly Woman> Will I still be able to perform my duties? Charlotte Matsumura ->@ ::having keyed it up, sets it aside, narrowing her eyes as she looks at the access console:: ::mentally reviewing the limited linguistic knowledge she was able to absorb prior to the mission, per her station chief's suggestion:: Charlotte Matsumura ->@ ::having noted it was based on Old Polish made it somewhat easier:: T'Prehl -> I found a potential language to work with, a relatively obscure alien language used in the L-5099 system in the quadrant. The characters and structure appear to be similar and could be used as a building block to get an adequate translation to work with and perhaps figure out how to turn it on. Karl A. Schultz ->Goes back to look at the holographic model of this weapon T'Prehl -> :while the computer was working, she bent down and shone her light inside the weapon to look at more of its internal components:: Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Smiles:: Not for a little while. You need to rest, doctor's order. T'Prehl -> I assume this device has an on-switch somewhere. Rue Wydown -> @Elderly Woman> But I have duties that must be performed. Who will do them? Tandaris Admiran -> ::T'Prehl:: Keep an eye out too for any additional encoding matrices. Feeding incomplete information to the replicator is a good way to end up with a statue instead of a super-weapon. Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::biting her lower lip as she works, accesses some of the data streams she wants, and begins uploading it to the tricorder:: Karl A. Schultz -> I wouldn't turn on the weapon now... Rue Wydown -> :leans back in her chair:: Why not, Mr Schultz? T'Prehl -> I will keep that in mind, Mr. Admiran thank you. STSF_BluRox -> ::sees's its calmed down a bit:: Tea sir:: to Swain Ryan Mesner -> @ I'm sure someone else can be found. Maryse Dubois -> @ What kind of duties do you perform? T'Prehl -> ::keeping a close eye on the afforementioned encoding matrices, and makes adjustments as necessary:: Cptn Swain -> :takes the Tea:: Thank you Sally. Tandaris Admiran -> So this is what we know so far: we have oddly-encrypted data that probably, at some point, was in the custody of the Dominion. When we fed what we decrypted into the replicator, it created that. ::points at the device:: T'Prehl -> It is logical for fear of the device detonating to potentially stop one from turning the weapon on. Tandaris Admiran -> We don’t know what it does or how to turn it on and see what it does. We don’t know if it works. It looks like a torpedo, or a bomb, or an advanced form of sunblock applicator. Rue Wydown -> @Elderly Woman> ::shaking her head:: The young have too many duties in keeping this ship running, in helping to care for their children, in caring for the sick. My duties in the food distribution center are the only way I can contribute to society. Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::decides not to push her luck, does one last check for any additional files, then disconnects from the network:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::turns to T'Prehl:: Oooh, nice idea. A device so confounding that it just confuses people until they surrender! Cptn Swain -> :Takes a drink:: I wonder if the Kalith like tea? Tandaris Admiran -> I never knew the Dominion was so nefarious. Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::locking up the files on her tricorder, returns back to the fray:: Karl A. Schultz -> Best computer analysis indicates it has a high probability of being a torpedo of some kind Maryse Dubois -> @ Surely you are not the only one who does these tasks. T'Prehl -> ::Casts a curious glance at the Engineer:: Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::the doors part and she slips into the alcove, glancing both directions to check if the coast is clear:: Rue Wydown -> @Elderly Lady> There only a small group of us, too few to spread all the work around. T'Prehl -> ::shines her light inside:: THis looks like a switch-relay of some sort. Rue Wydown -> Oooooooh. That sounds like a devious plot, Tandaris. T'Prehl -> One must never unestimate the creativity of the Dominion. Rue Wydown -> ::wondering when they'll just turn the bloody thing on to see what it will do:: Ryan Mesner -> @ Well, I'm sure we could get someone from Excalibur to help out. STSF_BluRox -> Scone? T'Prehl -> his should be switch to power up the device. ::shines her light to where it leads:: Cptn Swain -> Mmm ... ::looks them over:: I think I should pass. Tandaris Admiran -> ::glances down at the switch:: T'Prehl -> ::gets up and finds the appropriate button, hovering her hand over it:: Tandaris Admiran -> That’s a switch? I thought that was an interface port. Huh. Cptn Swain -> I am going to have to start going to the gym more if I don't. Cptn Swain -> ::Sighs and makes his way over to the command chair:: What's our ETA? Fae -> Six hours, twenty three minutes. Karl A. Schultz -> Before we turn it on, we should get ready to transport out quickly if something goes wrong T'Prehl -> ::presses the switch, watches to see what happens:: Rue Wydown -> Oh just bloody press it all ready. I want to see what it does. :grins:: T'Prehl -> ::Turns on the device:: Karl A. Schultz -> get a transport lock on it, and get ready to beam it out if something goes wrong T'Prehl -> I'm sure Operations has everything under control in such a situation. Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::stepping out into the corridor and making her way back to assist with medical and security concerns:: Fae -> ((( But... but... but.... ))) Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::as she makes her way back toward security, notes an injured Masovian crew member who is being attended by a lone medical officer:: Rue Wydown -> @Elderly Lady>Why would they assist us like that? They have enough to help us here. Rue Wydown -> ::waits for a big bang, or an explosion, or something:: Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::pauses and kneels to assist, powering up the tricorder and pulling up the medical functions:: Maryse Dubois ->@ Are there any tasks you would be able to do without moving about? Rue Wydown -> @Elderly Lady> No. ::shakes her head, feeling the affects of the medication:: Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::scans, noting there's a fracture in the arm, and some bruising along the legs; possible concussion:: Karl A. Schultz -> should we erect a force field of some kind? Rue Wydown -> @Elderly Lady>::slips off the biobed, does na seem to have a choice:: I should return to my duties. Thank you anyway. I will manage. Maryse Dubois ->@ Then I am afraid your associates will have to perform the tasks until you are able to return. T'Prehl -> ::watches as it hums to lift, and sees shiny lights flashing:: T'Prehl -> life* Rue Wydown -> Oooh, shiny. T'Prehl -> Indeed, a promising start. Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::looks to the medic:: We should get him to sickbay... possible concussion means he should really be attended. Charlotte Matsumura -> @ Medic> ::nods:: He should... and I doubt there's a great way for us to get him there. Charlotte Matsumura -> @ Looks like we're in for the heavy lifting. Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Watches as the woman gets up and leaves.:: Is that really neccessary? Karl A. Schultz -> : gets a tricorder and starts to scan the object while the thing comes to life Cptn Swain -> : ::Nods to Fae:: Well I guess we don't have much time, I'll head back down. T'Prehl -> No explosions. How fortunate. Fae -> :: Nods :: Rue Wydown -> @Elderly Lady>I don't have a choice now do I? ::shuffles away:: Ryan Mesner -> @ Let us get someone from out ship to come over STSF_BluRox -> @ Injured sec dude 1> ::wakes up from being helped:: Huh....what's going on? Ryan Mesner -> @ I'm sure we can spare someone. Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Sighs as she grabs Ryan's arm, shaking her head.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> @ Medic> So it does. ::works with Charlotte to get the injured Masovian into a carry position and heads toward medical:: STSF_BluRox -> @ Injured sec dude 1> :: feels big bandage around his head:: Uhg...no wonder my head hurts...::goes to sit up and sees one of the medics:: Maryse Dubois -> @ We can't do anything about it. All I can do is treat her wounds, I can't force her to do something she doesn't want to do. Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::entering medical with the injured Masovian, and looking for a horizontal surface to place the patient on. T'Prehl -> ::sees some text on the control panel and runs it by the computer to translate:: Rue Wydown -> ((2 minute warning)) Rue Wydown -> I'm just glad you haven't blown up the ship...yet. Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::looking about for medical personnel other than the overwhelmed medic who assisted her:: Karl A. Schultz -> i am detecting increased enery level in this chamber.... it would most certainly a power course T'Prehl -> Must be from the weapon powering on. Ryan Mesner -> @::sighs as the old lady limps off:: Ryan Mesner -> @ She should have just let us get some one from the ship. Karl A. Schultz -> power source chamber with increased energy level... Rue Wydown -> It makes a pretty light show, but it certainly doesn't do much, does it? Maryse Dubois -> @ I know. Rue Wydown -> ~~~Pause Sim~~~ Charlotte Matsumura -> @ ::is joined by one of the numerous medical staff from Excal and from the Masovian ship, as they take over:: Rue Wydown -> ~~~Pause Sim~~~ Maryse Dubois -> ::paused:: Rue Wydown -> Nice job folks :) Fae -> :: paused :: T'Prehl -> ::Paused:: Karl A. Schultz -> * pasued * STSF_BluRox -> paused STSF_BluRox -> ::passes out rest of scones:: STSF_BluRox -> and tea T'Prehl -> ::calmly takes the offered scone:: Rue Wydown -> Okay guys, next week we should be pulling into Camelot. Rue Wydown -> Any questions? T'Prehl -> WE'll still be looking at the weapon, or will it be transferred onto Camelot for analysis? Rue Wydown -> Not sure T'Prehl. We'll let you know next week. You can play with it in logs now however until then Rue Wydown -> Any other questions? T'Prehl ->OK. Ryan Mesner -> I gotta get going Webmaster -> Can I have weapons too? Ryan Mesner -> Night all Rue Wydown -> Um, you all ready have the ultimate weapon :D STSF_BluRox -> woot T'Prehl -> lol Rue Wydown -> If you all have no other questions, then that's it for tonight :D Thanks again. T'Prehl -> Night! Rue Wydown -> G'night folks :)

Diplomacy Always Goes Better With Tea and Biscuits Cdr Rue Wydown Well, another successful alien induction into the wonderful world of Jammie Dodgers. Rue leaned forward in her chair, hesitating before sending her brief (and she did mean brief) report to Swain about how her meeting went with the Hakarians. She hadn’t yet heard from the Captain on how his soiree had turned out, for all she knew he was still buggering about with them, or they’d swanned off with him. The former was probably true, the latter unlikely, since she hadn’t heard the Klaxxons blaring...yet. She felt a bit slimy about the pride she had about the meeting’s outcome. Wydown was aware that one should not feel guilty about a peaceful accord achieved. Of course she’d manipulated the hell outta the situation to build a rapport with these aliens, so that was probably the cause of her misgivings of her own behavior. She’d eventually get over it, much the same way she did when she manipulated her ex-husband into precarious situations for the resultant adrenaline rush. In the end, Wydown made it clear that her job was to provide reasonable aide and assistance to the refugees until they reached Camelot. That while she was happy to explain the intricacies and internal politics of the process, even bounce ideas off of them - she was not the decision-maker. Someone well above her pay-grade would be sorting the whole mess out. The Hakarians also now knew that Excalibur had their little Kalith buddy cooling his jets in the brig. It had taken 2 hours to get them to settle after that revelation, but she thought she finally got through to understand that attacks on their ship were not tolerated and, as a result, he wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon. Settling the hostage matter in a nasty little underhanded way that she did - by gassing the bugger like the insect the Hakarians believed him to be - seemed to please one of the leaders enough to reward Rue with a literal pat on the back. She only wished that her own security team (and in particular, Mr Mesner) would forgive her soon. As to gaining any further intelligence on the weapons -- she wasn’t entirely sure she learned anything helpful. She avoided the subject of what they found on the Kalith prisoner’s pod and focused more on why the Hakarians had ejected him from their ship, hoping that they would reveal more information if she just played dumb. She wasn’t a trained interrogator, negotiator or diplomat; whether this tactic was useful or not was debatable. It had, however helped retain the rapport she’d built, so even if she didn’t gain full disclosure during this meeting, the door was still wide open to further discussion. And plenty of humanoid behaviour observations (aka profiling) to report back to SFHQ. Thank you Psychology 302. Meeting complete, everyone safely back on their own vessels and a report sent to her Captain. The only task left incomplete was to give Mal the 411 on her guests. To wit she sent a vague note to Mal to arrange for the two of them to talk over subspace, at his earliest convenience about her ex-husband’s newest toy. Glenna? Genna? What was this girl’s name, anyway? And why was he talking to her daily? To the outsider, it appeared Rue was looking for dirt on her old flame - not an uncommon request with the Wydowns’ shared history. To those in the know, it would be clear Rue was looking for dirt on her old flame -- in exchange for some useful political subterfuge. Mal was surely going to kill her..but if she was going to die, Rue decided she was at least going to enjoy her last moments in the universe.

Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: Mission Brief: Science and Engineering are working on a special project. Trying to figure out exactly what this superweapon might be. Meanwhile Medical has been called to the refugee ship to offer support and medical help. Security has been assigned to help protect the medical department. Meanwhile both Swan and Rue are dealing with both group leaders (off screen). Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: Any questions? Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ((And questions not about hot wings?)) Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ((Swain ::ducks)) Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: I'll take the silence as stunned silence or no questions. :D STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: What's wrong with hot wings? Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ~~~Begin Sim~~~ Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ~~~Begin Sim~~~ Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::frowning as he followed Taryn about. Refugee ships always smelled bad:: T'Prehl -> Excalibur: ::working in Science, figuring out what the weapon is: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ACTION>Medical, with the Security backup, was led to a large room with a lotta beds. The "sickbay" section was at the far end, separated by a line of fabric on clothesline. T'Prehl -> Excalibur: +Karl+ See if you can look inside of it and get an ID of the parts inside. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::hovering with a medical team, senses on alert:: Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: :: enters the science lab and get busy on the project Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ((I don’t think we have an actual model of the weapon, no? Just some rather vague designs?)) Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Tima>::having brought the group this far:: I do not wish to transport any of our people to your ship. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::assisting medical with first aid/triage where her limited skills are applicable:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ((Just vague designs that I know of)) Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ ::So many wounded, so little time. Taryn's gloved hands were deep inside a man's gut wound, holding in his intenstines with one hand while she sealed him shut with the other. It was kinda like crafting with a glue gun, but only if your sequin-covered rendition of Mister T was screaming like a girl.:: Yea, we need to transport this one back to Excalibur for surgery. ::One of the nurses tagged the body.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::kneeling and taking a scanner as the medic goes into her kit for a hypo, then a regenerator:: STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: @ Injured woman 1> ::in pain from the burns from the explosion, looks down at arm and sees she's missing 3 fingers and wails::: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::saunters into the science lab:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::looks up at Tima:: I understand your concern, but we do have better facilities to treat some of the injuries. ::looking to Taryn's case:: Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::watching Taryn, not sure if he found her willing to get dirty hot or disgusting. The smell of poo, sterilizers, and death weren't helping him stay objective:: Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: :: punches button to get internal scan of the weapon. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::scowl belies his chipper ambulatory pace:: You know what I hate even more than inscrutable encryption protocols? ::waves PADD:: Inscrutable encryption protocols that conceal even more inscrutable blueprints. STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: @ Dazed man 2> ::staggers into the area where Ryan is, not sure who these people are, or....even who he is:: T'Prehl -> Excalibur: ::walks over to Karl:: How are you doing with your scans? Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ Medic> ::Presses a hypo full of pain killers in Injured woman 1's neck to shut her up and calm her down.:: STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: @ Injured woman 1> ::slumps in a medicated haze into a heap on the floor:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::standing as dazed man wanders in, assists medical staff in getting him to a recently vacated biobed:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Tima> Our peole are rather hestitant to be separated. ::frowning:: I can't allow them to go without the permission of our leader. Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ ::Glances to Tima.:: Do you have surgical facilities where we can care for these people? Because he'll die without proper treatment. His bowels have been perforated, cycling fecal material into his bloodstream. Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: ( T'Prehl ) I am scanning the internals of the weapon using holographic beams. STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: @ Injured man 2> ::grabs Ryan by the arm to steady himself:: Is it time for dessert yet? Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ACTION>Random alarm sounds on the refugee ship. Just as quickly as it came on, it turned back off. T'Prehl -> Excalibur: ::nods::Very well then.. keep me informed of your progress. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ((Hey guys, the weapon is in "model" form right now)) STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: @ Injured man 2> And....who are you? ::looking up at Ryan:: Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: ( T'Prehl) I will then examine a holographic model of this weapon Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ Medic> ::Trying to catch #1 before she cracked her head.:: Hey! Some help over here! ::Trying to juggle her equipment and the woman's limp body and about to drop both.:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Tima> ::nods:: Our general healing bay is this way. ::motions:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ((Perhaps we fed what data we had into the replicator and fabricated the weapon without actually knowing how it works.)) Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ((So we have a physical, non-functioning artifact and no idea what it does or how to make it do what it does, whatever that might be.)) Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ((Hence the next step is to scan, create a holographic model, and science it to death.)) Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::man 2:: I'm uh, here to help... T'Prehl -> Excalibur: I'll take a look at the schematics. Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @ Can some one find this man a bed?! Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::peers at T'Prehl and Schultz:: Oh, I see you’re already ahead of me on this one. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::moving to assist the medic with #1 before they both fall over:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::helping to shift her toward a bed:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: Rue>::offering Jammie Dodgers to her guests somewhere in a conference room:: STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: @Injured woman 1> Dozing, yet bleeding from her severed fingers Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ ::Motions for one of her team members to help her take the unconscious, glue-gunned man to the "healing" ward.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::passing the medic the regenerator so that she can cauterize and close the wounded fingers:: Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ Medic> Thanks. ::To Charlotte.:: She's heavier than she looks. ::Taking the woman's hand, he began to seal off the bleeders.:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Tima>::leads the way down the corridor to a small alcove like room with all sorts of fancy-dancy equipment:: T'Prehl -> Excalibur: Indeed. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::walks around the weapon as the beams scan it:: Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: :: completes the scan of the weapon, and now creates a holographic model of this weapon in the lab... Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::Schultz:: Any theories yet? Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::holding up/dragging injured man 2 around:: Should have just retired... Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::nods:: Not a problem... I can't just... stand around. Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: ( Tandaris) here is a holographic model of the weapon as you can see Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ Medic> Do you have first aid training? T'Prehl -> Excalibur: ::looking at the replicated model:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::nods:: Advanced first aid, senior year. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::wry grin:: I've found it comes in rather handy with this crew. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ACTION>The same alarm sounds on the ship. Klaaxon's a blaring...then stop again. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ((That's the refugee ship by the way)) STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: @Injured man 2> Thank you young man.....let's Ryan point him towards a place to lay down Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: :: strips the holographic skin from the holographic model. Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ ::Jumps at the alarm.:: What's that about? ::Pushing the gut wound into the healing ward.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: (( Having images of Tony Stark and his holomodels of the Iron Man suit... )) Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Tima>They're trying to complete repairs to the ship. The alarms have been going on and off for the past three cycles. ::wincing:: Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: what was that... :: stops because heard alarm sound Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ((Karl - that's on the refugee ship, not Excalibur. Sorry for the confusion)) Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::gets the man onto a bed:: Whats with all the alarms now? Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::Schultz:: Great. ::moves next to him to study the model:: So, any theories? Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Little Lost Girl>::crying in a corner:: Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: :: (( just nix my last statement... )) T'Prehl -> Excalibur: ::glances at Schultz:: Any theories may prove helpful. Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ Medic> You can say that again. ::Sighs and wipes his forehead with the back of his uniform sleeve. Finished with sealing the wound, the bleeding stopped. He ran the regenerator to stimulate new skin growth.:: A shame she didn't bring her fingers with her. We could have reattached. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::grins at T'Prehl:: Oh, Vulcans. I missed working with you guys! Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ That's rather annoying. ::She glanced around the healer's ward.:: So, can you show me what equipment you have to work with? T'Prehl -> Excalibur: ::raises a brow:: Did you go somewhere with no Vulcans recently? Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::looks to Tima:: There's a lot more damage here than I expected... Is this the first time you've crossed paths with this ship? Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: There aren’t many Vulcan engineers aboard Excalibur, and I have not had the pleasure of collaborating with them to reverse-engineer secret Dominion superweapons. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::passing tools and hypo cannisters to the medic she's been working with as they're requested:: STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: @ Injured refugee security guy> ::paranoid that these new aliens are going to try to take over the ship, decides to get ahold of one to find out thier intent:: sneaks behind Ryan as he gets the other injured guy to lay down:: Hold it right there. Stand up slowly..........and keep your hand away from your weapon.... Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: The object doesn't match anything from Federation database or nor Romulan or Kligion design T'Prehl -> Excalibur: ::Tandaris:: I see. STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: @ Injured security guy> holding weapon to Ryan's side...:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Tima>Yes, quite. ::moves and points to eqiupment as she goes:: Athestetic adminstrator, monitor, surgical arm, ::opens a drawer:: clamps, knives, regenerators, :;closes the drawer:: Bandages, etc. T'Prehl -> Excalibur: ::Karl:: Well, I see. I figured as much. STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: @ Injured security guy> Who are you, and why are you people here'? Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Little Lost Girl>::wailing as she sees the security guy and the gun, thinking things are going to go "boom" again:: Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::security guard:: Jesus we're here to help, get that damn thing out of my side! Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: Let’s run down the list, shall we? ::poises fingers to begin ticking off points:: I’ll bet a hefty bit of shore leave this is of Dominion origin. The Kailith are scary, but they don’t do superweapons—yet. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::seeing that the medic has things under control now:: STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: @ Injured Security Guy> How do we know you weren't the ones that just blasted the begeebers out of our ship? Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: This object is clearly an alien origin.... :: the weapon configuration is certainly alien design Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::glances around, trying to spot her CSEC, furrowing her brow when she doesn't see him:: Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ Medic> ::Distracted by the little girl's crying. He frowned as he dosed the woman with a full spectrum antibiotic.:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: The Dominion is scary good with particle physics—recall the polaron beam weapons from the war. T'Prehl -> Excalibur: ::nods:: I do as well. Very cutting technology they used. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::heads out, keeping an eye on the placement of her other teammates and the Marines, also providing security support:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::blinks at T'Prehl:: Did you just … make a pun? STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: @ We just found one spy, and now I have more that I didnt' clear to be here...... Out with it....who are you people? Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ ::Taryn sighed, blowing her bangs out of her face.:: Well... it isn't home, but I can make do. Come on... let's get him prepped. ::She waved to her assistant as she moved around to take stock of the equipment.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::hearing the screaming, and starts heading in that direction:: Maryse Dubois -> Excalibur: ((hiya. Sorry I'm late.)) Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Tima>::nods:: I will assist in whatever way I can. Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: Since we are near the Dominion space, it's possible that it might be their weapon Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ((Maryse, welcome. I'll send you a PM in a moment with instructons)) Maryse Dubois -> Excalibur: ((kk)) Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::security guy:: Because if I blasted your ship, I'd be blasting you now! Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ Medic> ::Finished with the woman thanks to Charlotte's help, he packed everything back into his kit and changed out steralized his gloves again.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::rounding the corner, seeing the security guy, holding a phaser on Ryan, and the screaming girl behind Ryan:: T'Prehl -> Excalibur: ::looks at Admiran:: A pun... well. It is a possibility STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: @ Perhaps....lowers weapon a bit:: Move over there where I can watch you then.... Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::sighs, mutters under her breath:: Oh, bleedin'... ::having spent too much time with MAJ Kent last leave:: Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: It's a possibility... of course... our knowledge about their weapon design is incomplete. Maryse Dubois -> Excalibur: @ ::Walking over to Taryn's section of the cargo bay.:: How are things on your side? Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: Uh-huh. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Little Lost Girl>::crying crying, crying:: STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: @ You don't look like the Kalith......so I guess you are telling the truth Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::turns back to the model abruptly, frowning:: This thing doesn’t look like a beam weapon though. Observe the oblate shape, no obvious emitter mechanism. It looks more like a field effector of some kind, albeit without a clearly-defined generation. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::looks to Ryan, trying to make eye contact so that she doesn't intervene if she's not needed:: Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ I'll probably need it. ::She glanced to Maryse as she approached, pointing to the unconscious man on the bed.:: Ah, Doctor, you are just in time. We're about to do a crazy surgery with archaic equipment in a foreign medical bay and hope for the best. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ACTION>There goes the alarms on the refugee ship again. Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ ::Jumps again at the alarm!:: Oh, this is going to be fun! ::Just imagining that happening when she's got a laser scalpel in her hand.:: STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: Injured Security Guy> ::moves his one hand and looks at the blook under it where he had a long metal sliver projecting from his side: If you are here to help....then perhaps your doctor could give me a hand with this. It doesn't seem to be the right fashion accessory for the season....::pulls shirt up to show the metal bar sticking from his side Maryse Dubois -> Excalibur: @ ::Winces at the alarms.:: Wonderful...such a perfect environment for a surgery. If you have to, try and make some space so you can keep things as sterile as you can. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ((Er, that should read "generator". Silly morphemes.)) Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::looks down at the wound:: God... Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: (( Maryse - you're in the healing ward with me, so it's kinda like their medical and away from all the dirty security people. )) Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Tima>::doesn't jump, has gotten used to the noise:: Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::waves Charlotte over:: We need a doctor, now! Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::approaching:: Ah, Chief -- there you are. ::looks to the injured security guy:: Oh dear... Maryse Dubois -> Excalibur: @ ::Hears something else just under the alarms.:: Do you hear someone crying? Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ Yes, let's get you to medical... Maryse Dubois -> Excalibur: ((gotcha)) Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::offers an arm for support to the Masovian security officer:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Little Girl Lost>::in a three year old's meltdown:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::looks to Ryan:: So long as you've got that... ::nods to the melting down three year old:: Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ I hear lots of people crying, and wailing, and screaming in pain. ::Trying to ignore the noise so she could get to biznass.:: Maryse Dubois -> Excalibur: @ ::Spots the little girl among the crowd, slowly walks over to her.:: Hello. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: If it’s a field effector, it’s not very impressive in size. Some kind of portable shield? But the translation matrix referred to a “weapon … of incalculable value.” STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: @ Injured security Guy> :: leans on Charlotte:: Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::grabs the little girl, looking to Maryse:: Maryse, you help dying patient! ::points to impaled man:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: So what type of field might it effect? EM field? Higgs field? Gravitational field? Quantum field? Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Little Girl Lost>::scooped by the strange man, escalates her screaming:: Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @ I'll help not dying patient. ::shuffles off with the girl, holding her at arms length as if she were radioactive:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::bears the weight, looking up as the CMO rounds the corner, and bites her lip as she hears Ryan:: T'Prehl -> Excalibur: "Incalculable value". ::ponders:: I would assume it to be some sort of bomb or other explosive device. STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: @Injured security guy> I'm sorry...I can't stand much lon....:: drops to his knees in weakness::: Maryse Dubois -> Excalibur: @ ::Looks to Ryan, and then the man.:: Oh good lord. Taryn! How bad is your surgical patient? We have an impaled one here. T'Prehl -> Excalibur: ::Wished she knew:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::looks to Maryse:: Do you know how to do a fireman's carry? Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::nods:: That’s another possibility. In that case we should try to identify a detonator. Assuming, of course, that the replicator fabricated the weapon properly. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::kneeling with the man, who has collapsed to his knees:: Maryse Dubois -> Excalibur: @ ::Grabs a tricorder and scan the man.:: He needs surgery right away... T'Prehl -> Excalibur: ::nods:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::sighs:: If only we knew how to arm it…. ::slightly nefarious grin:: Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::trying to find a place to dump the girl:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ Thanks for the assessment, Doctor Obvious. Could you please help me get him TO the table? Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ ::Sterilizing the area she'd just sealed up, Taryn and her assistant prepped the man, glancing to Maryse.:: Uh, pretty bad. He's oozing fecal material into his bloodsteam. There's more than one surgical bed. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::through clenched teeth:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Little Girl Lost>::wailing and kicking, scared:: STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: @ Injured security guy> ::turns to Charlotte:: I'm sorry....I just can't go any further. Just leave me, there are others that need your help. I'm a goner.... Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: maybe it's a torpedo of some sort.... Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: (( Meanwhile, Ryan has the nurturing skills of a Klingon. )) T'Prehl -> Excalibur: Another possibility, Mr. Schultz Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Tima>::has managed to return to the main bedbay and is seeing patients there:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ No, you're going to be fine. So long as I can get some assistance from our CHIEF medical officer here. Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: shapes somewhat like a torpedo.... oblate shape... Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::sets the girl down in the corner:: There, if you stay here, nothing bad will uh, eat you. Whatever. T'Prehl -> Excalibur: ::watches Karl:: Interesting. Maryse Dubois -> Excalibur: @ Alright. We'll have to set up another spot. ::Looking up at Charlotte.:: Now's not the time for this. ::Gets ready to help the man.:: We need him on that table now. Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::runs back to Charlotte and Maryse:: Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ Medic> ::Hurries over to help Maryse with the impaled guy.:: Oh, protruding metal. Awesome. ::Helps to lift the man onto a bed.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::muttering:: ...bloody...gorram... Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::helps carry the guy as well:: STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: @ Injured security Guy:: keels over onto floor:: Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: it's not photon or quantum torpedo mechanism in this thing... Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Little Girl Lost>::stomping in the corner, screaming:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::looks to Ryan:: Thank you, Chief. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: Yes, the grooves along the side indicate it could be fitted into a launcher. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::assisting the man to a biobed:: Maryse Dubois -> Excalibur: @ ::Looking to Medic.:: I need sterile equipment now. Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ Medic> ::Gestures.:: In the healing ward. They've been setting it up for surgery. ::Starts pushing the bed in that direction.:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::glances at the holographic cutaway:: Its guts are so odd for a weapon though. ::points at one component:: _That_ looks like some kind of memory storage. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::having assisted the Masovian security officer, walks toward another section of the medical bay:: I hope I didn't lie to the poor man... Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::frowns at the blood all over his good uniform:: Maryse Dubois -> Excalibur: @ ::Nods as she helps push the bed.:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Sgt Rhomer>::part of the Marine group helping, wonders over to the screaming kid because she's worse than the klaxons:: Hey kiddo. ::dropping down on one knee:: Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: computer, analyze this object... does is has torpedo configuration of some sort. STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: @Injured security guy> :: starts to flat line due to the long time he's been left bleeding Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::glances to Taryn and Maryse:: Are you two good to go? STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: @injured security guy> ::goes into bradycardia:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Little Girl Lost>::looking at him through crocodile tears,, then starts wailing again:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::shaking her head, switches to some Japanese phrases as she weaves her way through the mess to go check on the screaming child:: Maryse Dubois -> Excalibur: @ ::Looking back.:: Yes, tend to the little one. ::Grabs a hypo and injects it into the man, then places cortical stimulators.:: Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ ::With her guy open from one side to the other, retractors in place to keep his abdomen open and sterilized, Taryn glanced up at Ryan, smiling with her eyes as the rest of her face was covered with a surgical mask. She held up two handfuls of intestines.:: Oh, great! Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Sgt Rhomer>::holds out a chocolate bar:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Little Girl Lost>::looking at the chocolate, not seen it before:: Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: computer, match this object with all known torpedo configuration in the database... Federation or known alien torpedos Maryse Dubois -> Excalibur: @ ::Steps away as the medics tend to the man, so she can wash up.:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Sgt Rhomer> See :;takes a bit:: It's good. Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::guts:: Yuck... Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ Medic> ::Rips the man's clothing off his body so he could kick start his heart.:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: Computer> ::beep:: Analysis complete. Object casing consistent with commonalities among torpedo designs. ::displays similar torpedoes from other species:: Unable to determine the internal mechanisms at this time. Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ Medic> Clear! ::SHUNK!:: Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: So this is a torpedo of some sort... of unknown alien design STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: @ Injured Security Guy> ::is saved by the skill of the medic knowing it was his heart and not his head:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: Well, not necessarily. It just _looks_ like a torpedo. Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: (( Just in time for Valentine's )) Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Little Girl Lost>::takes the chocolate held out to her and tastes it, still crying a bit but with less volumn:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: It could be a fancy way of making fondue. Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: (( <3 <3 <3 )) STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: ((aW...he's going to wake up and ask you to he mine!) Maryse Dubois -> Excalibur: @ ::Once prepped and in surgical mask, she returns.:: He's lost a lot of blood. Do we have an ample supply for a transfusion? Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ((2 minute warning guys)) Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: Computer, access all Federation theoritical and hypothetical design... match this weapon with all theoritical and hypothetihetical design Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: If we could locate a power capacitor of some kind, we could turn this thing on. Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ Medic> Yes, we have supplies from Excalibur and our own dedicated replicator. I'll get a sample and replicate some synthetic. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: Computer> ::beep:: Working. No weapon designs on file correspond to the object. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Sgt Rhomer> See. Good. ::nods in encouragement:: STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: Meanwhile back on Excalibur, Yeoman Sally is baking a huge batch of scones to feed the refugees Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: Clealy alien design not conceived by Federation science T'Prehl -> Excalibur: (Sorry, computer rebooted.) Maryse Dubois -> Excalibur: @ ::Nods.:: Very well. ::Takes a deep breath:: I guess we'll get started then. Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @ ::Watches his medical women. It's easier to blow people up then it is to put them back together.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::looks over, sees Rhomer with the kid and the kid with chocolate smeared across a few features:: Oh, dear. T'Prehl -> Excalibur: Well, we've gotten that far at least Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ On the other hand, bribery works... Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: Clearly alien design not even in the minds of our Federation theorists. STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: it Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ((Last chance to say it)) STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: it Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ Wow, this guy is full of sh... Maryse Dubois -> Excalibur: ((lol)) Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ~~~Pause Sim~~~ T'Prehl -> Excalibur: ::paused:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ~~~Pause Sim~~~

Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: MISSION BRIEFING: Excalibur continues her escort of the freighter, while the Kalith cruiser follows along as well. Diplomatic inroads are being made to establish dialog with both, butofficial meetings are still being worked out. Meanwhile, science and engineering have been given encrypted Masovian/Hakarian data to work on, while medical is preparing to head over to the freighter to provide aide to the refugees. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Questions? Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: I guess not. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: BEGIN SIM Fae -> Excalibur: :: At ops, keeping an eye on the to companion ships and trying to look inconspicuous. :: T'Prehl -> Excalibur: ::working on the data with the engineers:: STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: ::making biscuits and gravy to provide hot meals for the refugees:: Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: :: heads to the ME to work on the encryption problem. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: (( afk for a second, bio )) T'Prehl -> Excalibur: ::to Karl:: Ensign, see if you can help assist the engineers with cracking the encryption codes. Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: ::Taryn double checked her medkit for probably the seventh (or was it ninth?) time as the medical team readied to transport.:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ((Turn down those telepathic signals, eh, T'Prehl?)) T'Prehl -> Excalibur: (lol) Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: + Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: ( T'Prehl) :: yes. I am heading to the ME to assist the engineers Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: +Medical+ ::trying not to twist her fingers up in knots:: You all ready to go? T'Prehl -> Excalibur: Great, I imagine they can benefit from your expertise. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::in engineering, up to something:: Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: :: enters the ME and looks for the chief engineer Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: (( Back ) Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: +Rue+ Yes, Commander. Medical is GTG - good to go. I think we're ready for just about anything over there. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: Lane> ::passing by Tandaris, trying even harder than usual not to remark on his latest actions:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ::Exits his Ready Room and heads out onto the bridge."" Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: ( CE Admiran) how can I assist with encryption Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::hanging a hammock in one corner of engineering:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: +Castell+ I want you all to keep in contact with us on a regular basis. If you need any supplies, we'll get them sent over straight away, aye? Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: +Rue+ Of course, Commander. I'm sure there are things we're going to need. I'll let you know the situation when we get over there. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::turns around:: Ah. Well you could take the other end of this thing and secure it to the hook I’ve put in the wall. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Status? Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: +Castell+ Good luck then, Wydown out. ::nods to Fae:: Let the transporter cheif know they can send the medical team when they're ready. Fae -> Excalibur: Aye, rue. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: Well, no one is firing on each other at the moment. ::toothy grin:: T'Prehl -> Excalibur: ::walks to a console and starts poring over data:: Fae -> Excalibur: +TR1+ You are good to transport the medical team. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: That's good. Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: ( Admiran ) What's the status on cracking on the encyption? Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::Schultz:: The encryption? Oh, that. Um … almost there. You know. When I get started on it. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: I am glad the Masovians accepted our offer to send medical over. Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: ::Steps up onto the transporter pad, taking a breath. She only liked transporting when she wasn't. It was difficult to see the pretty sparkles when you were the one being ripped into a billion different particles and reassembled.:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::Schultz:: Now, the other end, please. I need to get the tension just right, or it will be rubbish. T'Prehl -> Excalibur: ::just got started on it herself:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: (Taryn, are you making a commentary on sparkly people?)) T'Prehl -> Excalibur: (better than sparkly vampires) Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: ( Admiran) T'Prehl had suggested that I should help with the cracking the encryption Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::Schultz:: Excellent. The more the merrier. ::still standing there, holding one end of the hammock expectantly:: STSF_BluRox -> Excalibur: (Apologies all, have to go deal with a work issue tonight) Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: I wouldn't turn down free medical care if I was in their position. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: I've seen people do stranger things. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ((Take care Blu!)) Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ::He paused:: but at least they seem to be trusting us now. Or more so anyway. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: (( Night! )) Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: :: goes to a console and access the encryption data T'Prehl -> Excalibur: (wrong tab) Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ::just shakes her head:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ACTION>Medical team is beamed over to the refugee ship. Fae -> Excalibur: Good transport. T'Prehl -> Excalibur: ::activating her translation program, working to translate the data:: Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ ::She'd been holding her breath for a long time that she'd started to get dizzy. Exhaling once transport was complete, she glanced about to get her bearings on the alien ship.:: +Excalibur+ Medical away team transported successfully. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::calls over his shoulder to Schultz, pouting a little:: You might want to enlist Lieutenant Waters as well. Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: :: applies all known decryption algorithm known to Federaton Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Tima>::watching the Federation medical team beam aboard, steps forward and nods her head in acknowledgement:: Greetings. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: Lane> ::smirks as she watches Tandaris’ practised irreverence so artfully deflected:: T'Prehl -> Excalibur: It may prove logical to enlist extra assistance, Ensign. ::to Karl, overhearing Admiran:: Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ ::She stepped forward, nodding to the woman.:: Hello. I'm Doctor Castell with the Federation ship Excalibur. We've brought some supplies and equipment to aid your sick and injured. Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: :: gets negative response.... no Federation algorthms are successful T'Prehl -> Excalibur: I am also not getting much luck, as well. Keep trying though. We should eventually get some progress as time passes. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::haphazardly finishes assembling the hammock:: Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: ( Admiran) Federation algorithms are unsuccesful in cracking the code Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Tima> I am Tima Thelka, head healer. Thank you for coming. The journey has been long and our supplies are running low. This way, please. ::motions for them to follow her:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::reaches out and puts his hand on the hammock, tentatively testing it out, before slipping into it:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::Schultz:: Then make up a new one. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: Ms Waters, do what you can to maintain a lock on our people while they are over there. Fae -> Excalibur: Certainly. I'll have to stay active on sensor, but I'll maintain lock. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::wiggles around in the hammock, frowns:: Hmm. ::looks around:: Could use a cupholder…. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: (( Sorry guys, I need to run. )) Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: (( Night )) Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ((Muhahahaha....:;twiddles her evil fingers::)) Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ((Just kidding :) )) Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::hops out of the hammock and bounds over to where Schultz and T'Prehl seem to have congregated—which is not, actually, his favourite area of engineering:: It still needs work, but I think hammock-engineering could catch on. Comfort, form, and function. Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ ::She motioned her team forward, following their representative.:: Can you tell me what sort of injuries you've been seeing the most of? If there's something we need more of, I'll have to contact my ship. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: Thanks. I don't want to lose anyone. I'm still a bit twitchy about this whole thing. Fae -> Excalibur: No problem. I just hope they recognize the sensor pattern as transporter lock, and don't thing we are getting overly nosy. Fae -> Excalibur: (think) Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::realizes a Vulcan and her protege are probably not the most receptive audience to his … creative ideas about workplace decoration:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Tima>Up until the attack, we dealt mostly with illnesses and minor injuries. A few minor contangents that usually run their own course. However ::weaves past a repair crew scurrying by:: once the attack occured, we had far more greater injuries. Plasma burns, broken bones, internal injuries. ::plasters herself against the wall of the coorridor to let another team run past:: This was not something we were prepared for. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::claps his hands:: Sooooo. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ((2 minute warning guys )) Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ ::She and her team tried to stay well out of the way as they traveled. Taryn took note of everything, wondering just how badly the ship had been damaged.:: We can help with all of those. Do you have anyone requiring surgery? I'm not sure what your surgical needs are, but if you have any critical patients that you aren't able to treat, I might be able to have them transported to our ship. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: Regular algorithms aren’t working—we build new algorithms. T’Prehl, perhaps you could construct a heuristic algorithm for frequency analysis. T'Prehl -> Excalibur: So?... Well, if you are wondering if we had any progress with the encryption, I am afraid to say that we've so far had very little. The language is quite complex and it is taking some time to efectively decrpyt the data. T'Prehl -> Excalibur: I was thinking of something along those lines. Perhaps, it would be best if I started construction on such a project. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::peers over her shoulder:: I suspect the Hakarians tried to use Dominion-inspired practices in the design of their own protocols. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::Schultz:: You might try accessing our Dominion database and see if it can offer insights as to common Dominion encryption schemes. T'Prehl -> Excalibur: I had not thought of that, but it does seem like a logical choice. Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: ( Admiran) yes... that's a good idea.... Dominion database should be a good start Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: Tima> We have a few critical. But we're afraid to move them. Perhaps you could take a look, yes? ::leads them into a large cargo bay type of room with beds in rows for the general population, she waves them to follow her past these until they reach the far end where a sickbay of sorts has been set up, a wall of sheets separating the sick and injured from the general population. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ((Last chance to say it......)) Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: +Fae+ Admiran to Ops. Are you particularly engrossed in a challenging intellectual endeavour? Karl A. Schultz -> Excalibur: :: fetches up the Dominion database Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: +Fae+ Because if not, then boy do I have a puzzle for you. Fae -> Excalibur: +Tandaris+ You wish me to find the abdominal snowman? Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ~~~Pause Sim~~~ Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ~~~Pause Sim~~~ Fae -> Excalibur: :: paused :: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ::chuckles:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: Shhh Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: Okay guys. I don't have a TBS yet. I'l keep you posted as soon as I can get back in touch with our CO :)

Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: MISSION BRIEF: The Excalibur remains in orbit; science and engineering believe that they have located the source of the planet's problems and are developing plans to combat said problem. Below, Commander Wydown's teams are doing their best to help the locals maintain some sembalance of control. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Questions? Joker Morgan -> Excalibur: am I still on helm? Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Sure. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Alrighty... Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Let's get roling... Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: BEGIN SIM Fae -> Excalibur: :: At ops, checking to see if the helm guy is still at it. :: Joker Morgan -> Excalibur: ::at helm heeping un-typical orbit:: Joker Morgan -> Excalibur: keeping^ Laarell -> Excalibur: ::at Science:: Fae -> Excalibur: :: Trying to make sense of the new theories of programming and water :: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @::on the planet surface, deep into this mired mess of a disaster:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::in engineering, still engaged in an open commlink with Laarell. Line up to take photos of this momentous occasion, one per person:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ::In his RR:: Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::still hovering above the surface in a shuttle, scaring looters off with spotlights:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: Crewman Kent> ::glaring at Tandaris and, through the commlink (which is not video), Laarell:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @+Mesner+ How bad is it out there? Laarell -> Excalibur: Fine. ::essentially giving up:: We'll just do your method and give up trying to help the people at ground zero. We'll just try to guess-timate where the seismic activity is going to hit next and get ahead of the water drain. Laarell -> Excalibur: +Admiran+ ^ Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @+Rue+ Its not pretty...and its only going to get worse the more quakes we have. ::he sighed over the comm:: What would you do if it was the end of the work? Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: +Laarell+ I'm glad you finally saw sense—on this one issue. Joker Morgan -> Excalibur: ::looks to Fae with a quick turn of the head:: Do you have the comm channel or is through my console? Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: +Laarell+ I'm feeding the data from our probe into a new predictive algorithm. We'll see what it comes up with. What should we do once we know where the next quakes will be? Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: world* Fae -> Excalibur: I've been handling comm, but we sort of pass it around. Feel free to step in if you'd like. Laarell -> Excalibur: +Admiran+ Oh, shut up. ::muttered, inaudible except to him:: When the whole planet tears itself apart, I... ::pause, hearing him:: You mean, aside from evacuate? Fae -> Excalibur: I've also been trying to make sense of the science problem... without a lot of success. Laarell -> Excalibur: +Admiran+ They should have deep-probe mining equipment to pump in some water into the aquifers in those areas. Joker Morgan -> Excalibur: Roger, I'm just not too accustomed to such a modern ship, you know the old clunkers they use in the academy Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @+Mesner+ You're probably asking the wrong person. I tend to look at that sorta thing sideways. I'd probably be out celebating with my mates somewhere. :;pausing:: I got a report back from the ship, they're getting closer to a solution. Maryse Dubois -> Excalibur: ::Sitting in her office as she goes over the reports from sickbay and triage. There was a small lull in the arrival of patients.:: Fae -> Excalibur: Like.... normally water near active lava magma becomes steam... Builds up lots of pressure. Joker Morgan -> Excalibur: ::continues:: Some still have switches and nobs ::chuckle:: Fae -> Excalibur: I don't know if you're familiar with a volcano on Earth called krakatoa? Blows up big time once every some odd centuries. Noise is loud enough to be heard all the way around the world. Fae -> Excalibur: Lots of energy involved, but this seems different somehow. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: +Laarell+ Right. I had a fellow around here who should know about that. Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @+Rue+ Good. Tell them to hurry it up. There's no one down here thinking a "lets wait and see how it plays out" approach. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: G'Her? G'Hen? G'Hob? You still here? Fae -> Excalibur: Guess there are just more ways for things to vent or shift before too much energy builds up. Joker Morgan -> Excalibur: ::goes back to monitoring helm:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @::sitting heavily down into her chair, rubbing the back of her neck:: Fae -> Excalibur: We're seeing techtonic plates shifting rather than explosions. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'Her> ::still here, though rather glazed over:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ::Exits the RR having finally gotten to drink his tea:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @+Mesner+ Will do. Just keep me posted if anything changes, for the worse or the better. Laarell -> Excalibur: +Tandaris+ I have the algorithm loaded here. There are probably about five points on the nearby aquifers that we'll need to pump water into, from what I am seeing. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::G'Her:: You have probes for deep mining that can serve as emergency water pumps, yes? Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @+Rue+ Will do. Mesner out. Fae -> Excalibur: Yah. I'm not much of a volcano person, either. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'Her> Uhhhhh.... Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Status report... ::Teykier:: Have you and Tandaris thought up anything yet? Laarell -> Excalibur: Oh, yes. Tandaris did. ::taking no credit:: He has decided the best course of action is to mostly abandon rehab efforts at the rift valley, and back-pump water into the aquifers in the nearest systems to try to keep the chain reaction from spreading. Laarell -> Excalibur: He's talking to a mining official he has down there to see what their equipment can do to help. Joker Morgan -> Excalibur: ::makes slight helm adjustments to keep in the predetermined orbit:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::hears this all over the commlink, and crinkles his face into something resembling disappointment and anger, with a touch of resignation:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::has a very crinkly face:: Maryse Dubois -> Excalibur: ::Sighs as she looks at the number of patients treated for burns. Makes a note to check current supplies.:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ::Tips his head:: And you have a different idea? Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::G'Her:: Listen, G'Hain, I know you are way out of your depth. The scary thing is, I'm actually not, and believe me, that makes me more afraid than I would be if I were. Laarell -> Excalibur: ::shrugs:: I still think that essentially abandoning the people in the valley -- and their homes and the plants -- is a poor idea, but at the moment, his plan seems... viable. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::G'Her:: I know you are only a facility manager. But you are all I've got right now. People down there will die—well, people will die anyway. More people will die that we can save if we can pull off a madcap scheme. And that will only happen if you can be a hero. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::G'Her:: So I want you to go over there ::points to where Lane is:: and we'll contact someone in charge on the ground. You can explain to them, in terms they'll understand, what we need to do. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Well, I just fibbed to one of my people. I'm going to a very warm place for that. ::looking over the status boards:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'Her> ::Frowns:: What you're talking about though... ::he shook his head:: its not's possible. Outside of the valley... you can't have cities or towns... my people ... my people were nomads before the Dominion came... Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ::Frowns:: We should let the locals decide. Laarell -> Excalibur: ::nods:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'her> They valley... ::he made a gestures that seemed to look like a V as he talked:: is the only place with enough water to support the crops that we need to have life like we have had. You cannot expect us to to just... leave that can you? How do I.. and mere facility manager tell my people what to do? Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ::Takes his seat:: So what our options then? Fae -> Excalibur: :: listening :: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: Well, we'll build you a new valley. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: The old one must have been getting cramped anyway. Not to mention its recent penchant for fatal quakes. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'Her> ::he shook his head:: Laarell -> Excalibur: Either try to protect the valley, specifically, or focus on the problems that will arise if the issue spreads... Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Well we've shut the power plants down, right? Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::attempting to listen to Laarell's conversation and deal with G'Her at the same time:: Laarell -> Excalibur: Yes. Laarell -> Excalibur: ::forgot the comm was on:: Joker Morgan -> Excalibur: ::monitors console:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::blinks at G'Her:: Your valley is a lost cause. We could try to save it, but if we fail, your entire planet could be doomed. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Does Tandaris think he can fix the problem with the systems so that it won't suck the water out like a wet/dry vac? Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: If we save your planet, we can work out the little details like arable land afterward. It's a bagatelle. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'her> But in moving us again, you will be doing the same thing to us the Dominion did... don't you see? Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @The confort stations are doing well to keep track of the population who's checked in. We'll need to make sure that there is appropriate security around food stores, just so we don't have additional looting in those areas. Laarell -> Excalibur: I... assume so... Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: ((sorry had to go afk for a bit, back) Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::doesn't, actually:: What good is staying if you're going to end up dead? Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'her> My people were... we were barely aware that our planet wasn't the center of the universe a few hundred years ago... Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @The idiots go after general storewares, but the desparate go after necessities. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: That's the first question we have. The second is doing a .. quick and dirty .. model for if we do notrhing else. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: We need to be able to tell them what will happen, not just make doomsday predictions. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: How far will they valley continue to contract? Laarell -> Excalibur: Gods, quite a lot. We're only just started to see what the quakes can do. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Then we need to be able to give these people options. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Run a model then. We have to be able to show them. Laarell -> Excalibur: +Admiran+ Tandaris... can you fix the plants in the valleys if we can stabilize the area geologically? Joker Morgan -> Excalibur: ::monitor's ships pos for the next course change:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: +Laarell+ We can stimulate rainfall and extend the growing season artificially, if that's what you mean. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: +Laarell+ We could show them how to set up massive hothouses to grow additional breeding stock over the winter. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ::Leans over:: +Admiran+ Can you fix the problem in the update software? Laarell -> Excalibur: +Tandaris+ Power plants. ::trying not to go down there and shoot him:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ::Glances at Teykier with a smirk as if to say 'engineers':: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: +Swain+ ::sounding somewhat offended:: Of course I can. It's _just_ a Dominion program. But the problem will happen again unless we give these people the proper training to understand what they're doing. Laarell -> Excalibur: ::rolls her eyes:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: +Admiran+ Good. Get to work on that then. Long term, we can have Camelot send someone from Engineering Corps come out and give them a hand from time to time. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: +Swain+ Aye, sir. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::turns to G'Her:: Good news. Apparently we are going to save your valley after all. ::sighs, because he feels like he should be giddy that he gets to perform an even greater miracle than the one he was recommending, but all he feels is exhaustion:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ::Looks at Teykier:: I don't want to have to tell these people that their options are do ntohing and die, or leave their homes unless those are the only two options. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: (( going to run a little over since we started late )) Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'Her> ::nods, happily:: Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: ((sorry I'm getting called away from the comp alot, think I'm gonna have to call it an early night Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: So, I assume you and Tandaris considered pumping water back into the system? Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: ((night everyone)) Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: ((Night Ryan)) Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: (( night )) Laarell -> Excalibur: That's what we're planning on for now. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Run some predictive models of that too, then. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ::Fae:: Get in touch with Wydown, see if the Commander can get with their leadership and have them beam up for a conference. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @::muttering to herself as she looks over the latest search results:: Fae -> Excalibur: Aye. Joker Morgan -> Excalibur: ::long exhale:: Well at least i can sign off on some flight hours Joker Morgan -> Excalibur: ::taps course update:: Fae -> Excalibur: +Wydon+ Commander Do you have a moment? Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::G'Her:: I want you to contact your supervisor or superior or whoever is in charge. We need to begin organizing educational seminars. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'Her> ::nods:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: Lane! You're about to become a geothermal power generation instructor! Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: You too, Kent. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: Crewman Kent> ::glares:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @::pinching the bridge of her nose, standing up:: Give me a moment, folks. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @::stepping into the corridor so she can have more privacy:: +Fae+ Go ahead, Waters. I'm free. Fae -> Excalibur: +Wydown+ We're starting to have an understanding of the situation, and a few options. The captain would like you to get in touch with planetary leadership, and get them up for a briefing. Laarell -> Excalibur: +Admiran+ I... ::swallows:: ... am going to need your help in the modeling here... Laarell -> Excalibur: +Admiran+ Either scenario -- mine or ::distaste:: yours, we need to figure out something to show the planetary officials. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ::Has started to wonder about the relationship, or lack thereof, between his chief of science and his chief engineer and makes a mental note to ask the XO about it:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: (( two minute warning )) Joker Morgan -> Excalibur: ::opens up a side window on the console to better familiarize himself with the specs of the Akira Class:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: +Laarell+ I agree. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: +Fae+Understood. I'll get on those arrangements. ::pauses::So our options have been finalized? :;feeling some relief at that thought:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: +Laarell+ ::suppresses a sigh:: Perhaps it would be best if I came to the bridge. Laarell -> Excalibur: +Tandaris+ Very well, you may come up at your leisure. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::swallow:: Joker Morgan -> Excalibur: Hmmm ::continues looking at schematics:: Wow ::nods happily:: Fae -> Excalibur: +Wydown+ I am not sure 'finalized' would be the right word. Laarell and Tandaris are advocating different solutions. However, the short term solution involves correcting bad Dominion software. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @+Fae+Well, that's something. Do we have a timeline for this briefing? Fae -> Excalibur: +Wydown+ That much is good. Long term... Well. We need political leaders to make decisions. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::Lane:: I am going into the dragon's lair. Or some other appropriate metaphor. Laarell -> Excalibur: (Spider's Lair, I think is more accurate, given Laarell and her propensity for arachnids!) Fae -> Excalibur: +Wydown+ No deadline. Relatively soon, but don't ruffle political feathers unnecessarily would be my suggestion. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: (( Is she dating a Scorpiad now??? )) Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: (( on that note... )) Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: PAUSE SIM Fae -> Excalibur: :: paused :: Laarell -> Excalibur: Yes. His name is Click-Click. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Good work. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: We will pick up next week shortly before we brief the local leaders on what we know and what we think are good ideas of what to do about it. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: TBS will be about 6 hours. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Questions? Laarell -> Excalibur: Yes. Whatever tipped off Swain that Laarell and Tandaris weren't BFFs?!?! Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: LOL Laarell -> Excalibur: Because they totally are. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: I think they're secretly still in love. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Anyway... Laarell -> Excalibur: Even if he is jealous of Click-Click. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: If there's no questions... Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: Nothing here :) Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Have a good week.

Cptn Swain -> MISSION BRIEF: The Excalibur remains in orbit, where they are launching a probe into the planet core to determine whats going, while Engineering has discovered something unsettling. On the planet, Commander Wydown's teams are struggling to help the locals. Cptn Swain -> Questions? Cptn Swain -> Hearing none... Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Rue Wydown -> ((Should I break out the velcro for the crew tonight?)) Tandaris Admiran -> ::walks into engineering, having left the analysis to run while he went to change his uniform, shower, and grab a snack:: Cptn Swain -> ::On the bridge:: Rue Wydown -> @::On the planet surface, trying to sort out the mess:: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> The probe begins sending back data almost as soon as it hits, all while playing Mozart. Fae -> :: Checks the fidelity of the Mozart. :: Maryse Dubois -> ((I'm alive! :P )) Tandaris Admiran -> ((Hopefully that Mozart isn't going to cause sympathetic vibrations that trigger another quake...) Ryan Mesner -> @::currently hovering a large section of ruined city in a shuttle, providing arial support for the search and rescue teams:: Laarell -> (lmao) Cptn Swain -> ((Don't give me ideas. )) Laarell -> (And whose fault would that be, spots) Tandaris Admiran -> ::looks around for his facility buddy:: Cptn Swain -> Status? Taryn Castell -> @ ::Busy on the planet's surface tending to the injured. The med team had their hands full with all sorts of nasty breaks and concussions and dead people.:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Is still in sickbay, as she was stuck in a lengthy surgery procedure. Finally steps back out into main sickbay for an update.:: Tandaris Admiran -> ((Hey, we repurposed these probes, remember?)) Ryan Mesner -> ((I don't like the idea of repurposing probes on a ship with Laarell.)) Laarell -> (Hey!) Laarell -> Ooh. Rue Wydown -> @So six population centers, divided in to nine quadrants each. We've got the sheltering sites now taking information of admittees. Laarell -> ::pulling in data, and chewing thoughtfully on one of her nails:: Ryan Mesner -> @::frowning as he looked down at the vast destruction. He still had a team missing somewhere, and he wasn't about to let his men die on his first mission:: Maryse Dubois -> ((lol)) Laarell -> ::continues nibbling on her talon, eyeing the data:: That's funny. Cptn Swain -> Oh? Cptn Swain -> ::Drinking tea:: Rue Wydown -> @Our medical team should also be taking vitals. We get everyone registered, one way or another. Tandaris Admiran -> ::sits down and checks in on the analysis:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Walks over to the front desk and brings up a status report on the computer terminal there.:: Rue Wydown -> @Lucen>And the rioting? Tandaris Admiran -> This is troubling. Laarell -> Well... ::waits another fifteen seconds or so, then frowns:: Huh. It almost looks like, well... I wonder if they're kind of causing the earthquakes. ::back to habit, starts simplifying:: I doubt by any means it was purposeful, but they sort of destabilized the ground structure in the rift valley area. Laarell -> ::also slightly pissy that her original "mining did it" prognosis is incorrect:: Cptn Swain -> Welll... what? Tandaris Admiran -> Correlation does not imply causation ... correlation does _not_ imply causation ... correlation--::sees a result pop up on the screen:: Damn. Joker Morgan -> ::riding up turbo lift to bridge:: Laarell -> Basically, a certain amount of groundwater is needed to keep the underlying rock and crust in any area... stable. Well when you take that away, the area can start to shift. Rue Wydown -> @Your security teams. Where are they positioned? Maryse Dubois -> +Taryn+ Sickbay to Medical team. What's your status? Cptn Swain -> But doesn't the design of the plants account for that? Joker Morgan -> ::enters bridge and quickly walks to helm for duty relief:: Laarell -> Uh. Cptn Swain -> They should be putting back enough ground water to keep it from... well I've never heard of this kind of subsidance happening so quickly... Laarell -> Well I don't know about that, I assumed Engineering knows more about that. Cptn Swain -> ::Hovering over the Orion:: Tandaris Admiran -> +Bridge+ Engineering to the bridge. Fae -> :: Looks to the guy sitting down at helm :: Fae -> Umm... Note we're not in a standard orbit. (Fae has been doing ops/helm) Laarell -> ::used to having boys hover, not used to having over-eager science captains:: Laarell -> ::sighs:: Taryn Castell -> @ ::She wiped sweat from her forehead.:: +Maryse+ We're very overwhelmed down here, Chief. We've got more wounded than we can handle and are sending the worst up to Excalibur for triage. The planetary medical down here is a bit... disorganized. We're doing what we can. Cptn Swain -> +Eng+ Swain here... Fae -> Big trouble with volcanic activity, quakes, in a rift valley. I've been holding her stationary just upside the atmosphere over the valley using impulse at very low power level. Fae -> See it? Joker Morgan -> Sorry, I was told to report to the helm. Tandaris Admiran -> +Bridge+ Captain, I believe I have a lead on the ultimate cause of the quakes, or at least a contributing factor to the planet's seismic instability. Fae -> Sure. I'm transfering you helm control, but want to make sure you get the situation first. Joker Morgan -> Aye sir, my mistake, sorry for interrupting. Maryse Dubois -> +Taryn+ I see. I just got out of a surgery, but I am now free. If you need it, I can be down there with another team. Rue Wydown -> @Lucen>Those who've remained on duty? ::exhales, pulling up the map:: Most have been helping with search and rescue. Fae -> No problem. You have helm. :: Transfers control to the helm station :: Joker Morgan -> ::taps away:: I've got helm sir, continuing non-standard orbit. Cptn Swain -> :Looks at the Orion:: +Tandy+ Why don't you come up here. I think you and Laarell should cchat... Tandaris Admiran -> ((Dun dun dun)) Maryse Dubois -> ((haha)) Laarell -> Oh no it's okay Sir he can send me up all of his data he doesn't need to come up here. ::very quickly:: Fae -> I don't suppose you have a degree in vulcanology on the side? Tandaris Admiran -> +Bridge+ I'm fine here with the conference calling, sir. Not really sure why we need to waste time like that. Cptn Swain -> ::Blinks:: Taryn Castell -> @ +Maryse+ As you like, but the worst of the patients are coming up to you and there are a lot of them. We could use all the help we can get. ::She moved to the next patient, stitching up a nasty gash on her shoulder.:: Cptn Swain -> +Tandy+ Very well... Cptn Swain -> ::Motions to the Orion to talk:: Joker Morgan -> Me? Vulcanology unfortunately not... Cptn Swain -> ::Turns:: Very good helm.. Rue Wydown -> @We need to redirect them. We can use our teams to do the search and rescue. we've got a shuttles in the air that can pinpoint the trouble spots. Let's use them. Laarell -> Uh. ::blink:: Hi. What did you need to talk about. Laarell -> +T.A.+ Fae -> How about miracles? Don't suppose you are an energy being? No? Ah, well. :: Smiles :: Rue Wydown -> @+Mesner+ Command Center to Security. Ryan Mesner -> @+Rue+ Mesner here. Maryse Dubois -> +Taryn+ Understood. I'll remain here, and see to it then. I'll be sending additional medical support down to you. Rotate out the tired as you see fit. And Lt, don't exhert yourself. Rue Wydown -> @+Mesner+ You got an eye on our trouble spots yet? Fae -> :: Focuses her attention on communications traffic, keeping track of the emergencies :: Tandaris Admiran -> +Bridge+ I looked at the code base for the geothermal extraction facilities. It's standard Dominion tech, which means a distributed auto-update mechanism. Tandaris Admiran -> +Bridge+ Somehow, a glitch entered the auto-update mechanism and was propagated across the entire network of facilities. Laarell -> +Tandy+ And exactly how is it auto-updating right now? Maryse Dubois -> ::Sends a message to OPS, stating that she will be sending some medical support down to the planet to rotate out the weary.:: Laarell -> +Tandy+ So let me guess, it's not putting water back where it's supposed to be. Tandaris Admiran -> +Bridge+ Well it's not, because the facilities are all shut down. But once the code is there, it's there to stay until someone rolls it back. Joker Morgan -> ::continues to monitor orbit:: Tandaris Admiran -> +Bridge+ That's part of it. It gets worse. Ryan Mesner -> @ No...I've been more focused on providing an eye in the sky for our rescue teams, we still haven't found our missing team... Ryan Mesner -> +rue+ Laarell -> +Tandy+ Oh, do tell. Ryan Mesner -> @+Rue+ Are the looters providing the planetary security problems? Laarell -> ::stealing her thunder, was the Trill:: Tandaris Admiran -> +Bridge+ The glitch means the facilities will ignore all sorts of error messages, such as the ones that would normally cause them to avoid areas of high radioactivity. Cptn Swain -> ::listening to the Orion and the Trill intentlu:: Tandaris Admiran -> +Bridge+ Basically, with no one down there paying attention to the automation, the facilities have begun to spin out of control. We're lucky we got to them when we did. Maryse Dubois -> ::Sends a notification to her reserve medical teams to report to the TR.:: Taryn Castell -> @ ::Sends another batch of critically injured up to the ship to be treated.:: Rue Wydown -> @+Mesner+They're having a difficult time getting ahead of it. Lots of confusion on who's where or what areas are causing hot spots, Tandaris Admiran -> +Bridge+ I'm sending you a backtrace of the update propagation. It'll tell you the order in which the facilities began to go wild. Perhaps this will help you figure out how to stabilize the planet. Tandaris Admiran -> ::sends Laarell the data:: Laarell -> +Tandaris+ Can you fix the update problem for them so we don't fix it and it just breaks again? Tandaris Admiran -> +Bridge+ ::snorts:: Yes. That's not difficult, Laarell. Ryan Mesner -> @::he sighed in frustration, not wanting to abandon the search:: +Rue+ Understood, I'll provide some support. Laarell -> +Tandaris+ Oh. ::absolutely dripping in sarcasm:: I'm sorry to have even suggested something so basic, Tandaris. Tandaris Admiran -> +Bridge+ But if they continue in their present strain of ignorance, it will eventually happen again. We need to educate them. Tandaris Admiran -> +Bridge+ This fellow I'm liaising with doesn't even read Dominion very well! Cptn Swain -> ::Lowly:: Who does... Maryse Dubois -> ::Reserve medical team arrives in the TR, and awaits beamdown to Taryn's location.:: Joker Morgan -> ::snickers, then quickly minds his controls:: Cptn Swain -> +Tandaris+ ::and to Teykier:: So what we need to do is find a way to stablize the water pressure. Laarell -> +Tandaris+ Can you teach him that, too? ::not going to egg on the Trill, not going to...:: Laarell -> ::Swain:: Well we can't just pump back in the water all at once or it'll just cause more instability. Tandaris Admiran -> +Bridge+ Also, the instability has gone way beyond that part of the system. Tandaris Admiran -> +Bridge+ What we need to do is get ahead of this thing. Maryse Dubois -> ::Reserve Medical Teams beam down and arrive at Taryn's location.:: Cptn Swain -> +TandY+ Work with the locals, you and science come up with a plan and do it quick. Tandaris Admiran -> ::blinks:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::still not used to a captain whose first plan does not involve shooting and several Corizons' worth of damage to the engines:: Taryn Castell -> @ Oh thank goodness! ::Spots the reserve team and waves them over, immediately putting them to work helping with the locals.:: Treat or Transfer. Either way, they need to be tagged. We're trying to keep a count of who we are treating so we can see how many are missing or dead. Laarell -> ::barely refrains from rolling her eyes, really wishes that she could work with someone else in Engineering:: Tandaris Admiran -> +Laarell+ I suggest that instead of focusing on areas of current instability and quakes, we anticipate the areas that are about to become problematic and attempt to shore up their stability. Rue Wydown -> @+Mesner+ ::pulling a way a bit:: I want...or rather we *need* them to retain some control of the law and order aspsect, or we'll be looking like we're taking control and it will cause more headaches on both sides of the table. :;deep breath:: But I'm dealing with inexperience here and...well....you have any good news for me? Laarell -> ::Like Crewman... actually no, maybe Tandaris was preferable at that:: Tandaris Admiran -> +Laarell+ Even if we don't halt the chain reaction, we can at least slow it down to give the planet time to adjust on its own. Laarell -> +Tandaris+ How do you propose we actually "jump ahead" of the areas where the aquifers are being drained? Maryse Dubois -> ::Gets to work on diagnosing those that arrive in sickbay. The cargobay triage is still getting the brunt of the load.:: Cptn Swain -> ::Walks over to OPS:: Get me a line to Commander Wydown... she'll want to know about this. Ryan Mesner -> @+Rue+ Not really no. I'm over Sector...uh...sorry, stupid map. Sector 8. Looting here is pretty heavy, I'll start coordinating with local teams. Tandaris Admiran -> +Laarell+ Well ideally we'd use some kind of slingshot around the sun, but we don't have time for time travel. Tandaris Admiran -> +Laarell+ Those probes should be able to give us an estimate of areas that will be affected next, giving the rate of change to the rate of water flow. Laarell -> +T.A.+ ::thoughtfully:: That could work... Laarell -> +T.A.+ But if we start playing with this kind of thing... I mean on the level of trying to cause large-scale changes plate-wide, isn't that a little...dangerous? Fae -> +Rue+ Commander. Captain would like to talk to you. Rue Wydown -> @+Mesner+ Thanks, Mr Mesner. ::deep breath:: Keep me posted. Fae -> :: Forwards the voice to her console. :: Rue Wydown -> +Fae+ Go ahead. Laarell -> +T.A+ I'd rather see us try and fix the smaller problem. There are a lot of people down there in the rift valley, and I think we should focus on them instead. Ryan Mesner -> @+Rue+ Will do. Mesner out Cptn Swain -> +Wydown+ We believe we may have found the cause of the quakes. Ryan Mesner -> @::immediatly taps his badge again, getting on the horn about looter locations and such:: Rue Wydown -> @+Swain+ Some good news for a change. So, what about the resolution to the quakes? Laarell -> (Ryan, how did I misread your "looter" as "Hooters") Laarell -> (Only for you) Tandaris Admiran -> +Laarell+ Why? The number of people in the valley don't compare to the population as a whole. Evacuate them and fix the planet. Maryse Dubois -> ((lol)) Laarell -> +Tandaris+ ::this time doesn't bother to hide her eye-rolling:: Tandaris, dear, even if you don't care about the livelihood of the miners and plant workers who work in that rift valley, if we start making system-wide changes, we're bound to mess up something on the rest of the rift valley geology. You know, like the little lava-making mountains that line it. On both sides. Taryn Castell -> @ ::Attempting to get the medical units organized so that they weren't doing double the work or tending patients that didn't need tending. She soon had a system in place that tagged each patient, logged them into the system, and kept their identity in the database to filter against the planetary census lists.:: Cptn Swain -> +Wydown+ Science and Engineering are working on it now, we'll keep you apprised. Tandaris Admiran -> +Laarell+ Obviously, Laarell. We're talking about manipulating entire tectonic plates. Of course the solution is going to be almost as damaging as the problem. The only difference is that one fixes the planet; the other renders it totally uninhabitable. Cptn Swain -> +Wydown+ Also, Camelot has dispatched a medical ship, but they won't be here for several days. Tandaris Admiran -> +Laarell+ If we delay trying to find a solution that minimizes the damage, it will just end up costing them more. Joker Morgan -> ::taps making slight corrections to continue on course:: Laarell -> +Tandaris+ In your opinion. Cptn Swain -> +Wydown+ What's the status down there? Tandaris Admiran -> +Laarell+ ::starting to raise his voice slightly:: Do you see this situation getting better on its own? It's only going to get worse. The quakes will get stronger. Tandaris Admiran -> +Laarell+ People are going to die whether we act or not. We might as well stop the deaths sooner, even if it causes more along the way. Fae -> :: Softly, to joker :: Counciling skills to get Tandaris and Laarell working together might almost be more useful than an energy being... Rue Wydown -> @+Swain+ Still trying to get some organization with the locals. Medical is working their collective tails off trying to deal with the severly wounded. Security's trying to coordinate with the local authoritizes to deal with looting in some quadrants. Joker Morgan -> ::nods at Fae:: Can't we all just get along? Rue Wydown -> @+Swain+Nothing liking trying to give someone on the job training. :;glancing at Lucen across the room:: Cptn Swain -> +Wydown+ Understood. You're doing a hell of a job Rue. Cptn Swain -> (( Two minute warning )) Laarell -> +Tandaris+ Excuse me? I'm not about to sign off on something with potentially horrific consequences if we can stop it with a little more time and some more resources. ::also starting to raise voice, but still aware of the rest of the people on the Bridge, and keeping it fairly quiet:: I'm not going to rush into something and start seeing even more disasters. Fae -> Umm... Those two? Well... The short answer is no. Cptn Swain -> ::Becoming aware of a squable behind him:: Tandaris Admiran -> +Laarell+ I'm not suggesting we _rush_ into anything prematurely. But small-scale, band-aid solutions aren't going to work. If we run around trying to patch minor instabilities, we might end up triggering larger ones. Joker Morgan -> ::snickers:: Maybe they're putting up a front to hide a secret romance... Cptn Swain -> (( LOL )) Ryan Mesner -> ((Ah ha you made a funny)) Cptn Swain -> (( and on that note ... )) Laarell -> (Maybe in his dreams) Tandaris Admiran -> ((I wish.)) Laarell -> (see?) Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Rue Wydown -> @+Swain+ Might want to save your praise until after we get this mess sorted. ::wry sounding voice:: Just keep us posted down here. Wydown out. Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Fae -> :: paused :: Cptn Swain -> Great work tonight folks. Cptn Swain -> Going to move ahead with the TBS a little bit... Cptn Swain -> 12 hrs okay with everyone? Ryan Mesner -> sure Joker Morgan -> you got my vote! Cptn Swain -> Rue, anything form you? Rue Wydown -> Nothing from me :) Thanks for coming guys Taryn Castell -> No one told me we had a Joker at helm. Cptn Swain -> lol Maryse Dubois -> haha Rue Wydown -> And on that note........ Joker Morgan -> Jokers at the helm with an Ace up his sleeve Cptn Swain -> Night a;;!

Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: MISSION BRIEFING: On the planet, Commander Wydown's team continues to work with planetary relief efforts; Commander Admiran is trying to keep the planet's power supply stable; and on the ship Science continues to investigate the Earthquakes. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Questions? Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: BEGIN SIM Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @::on the planet, trying to sort through the chaos in front of them:: Fae -> Excalibur: :: At ops, trying to percieve of that mess as a 'rift valley'. :: Laarell -> Excalibur: ::just did the "we need to figure out what's actually going on" speech to Science:: Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::Down on the planet now, personally managing the security teams down there:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ::Retreating to his ready room for some tea:: Laarell -> Excalibur: ::told the Horta that he couldn't go taste-test rocks, and that doing so wouldn't tell them why earthquakes were occurring:: Laarell -> Excalibur: ::has headache, reappears on Bridge:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @::trying not to step on toes and yet....:: Lucen, we need a central regsitry of those who've taken shelter to compare them against the census material. Do you have a enough man power to send that material here so we can help you sort it? Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: $ G'her> ::looking to Tandaris:: We've evacuated all required personnell; it appears that there's still a build up in steam pressure from the central piping. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: @::at another facility, analyzing a code base, eating a sandwich, having what passes for tea here, and also looking over a scan of the facility's extraction pumps:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: @ ::wearing the wrong coat earlier:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: $::G'her:: Cool. Connect that up to a turbine and spin up some e-lec-tricity. ::makes a little spinny motion with his finger:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::in the emergency command center, basically having taken over site security because these people haven't the slighest clue what incident command is...:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: $G'her> ::frowns:: That's a problem. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::is working with the section chief to get things better organized and beginning to catalogue resources needed:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: $::glances at G'her:: Go on. Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ ::With so many injured, there was plenty to keep the medical team busy. They were patching up bruises and sprains and minor cuts and even broken bones, but many more had worse injuries that they just couldn't handle on the planet. She walked to where Rue was speaking with the administrator.:: Commander? Laarell -> Excalibur: ::pulls up some of the seismic scans, still convinced that they were on the right track with the "mining gone wrong" idea:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ACTION> Tectonic sensors at the plants, assuming any one can read Dominion, begin sounding an alarm. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Lucen>::nods briefly:: We can do that. And the search patterns you suggest, do they truly work? Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ACTION> Within a few moments, any on the planet surface would begin feeling the rumbling of a large Earthquake. Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::taking a moment to observe Matsumura work. He had little doubt of her skill, but she really was living up the praise Garrison gave her in her file:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: $G'her> ::Looks panicked:: Laarell -> Excalibur: ::glances over to the scans, then grabs her coffee:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::pinches the bridge of her nose, looking at Keras, with planetary security:: Keras, we really need to get this secondary area secure, and we can't do that until we pull these people back... ::gesturing to the map:: Laarell -> Excalibur: ::then double-takes:: Laarell -> Excalibur: What the... Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Aye, you need an organized grid pattern and the coding will help the ground teams know that those facilities have all ready been searched without having to waste efforts searching places all ready cleared. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: $+Luthor+ Report. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ Keras> These are their homes, Lieutenant. They will want to be with family. Laarell -> Excalibur: +Tandaris+ I'm reading strong seismic waves down there. ::ignoring the fact she was talking to the Trill:: You had better get your team somewhere safe ASAP, Commander. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ Keras> We all want to be with family in the midst of crisis. But we also want things to get back to normal. And the sooner they are on station, the sooner we can get control of the situation, and the sooner we *can* get back to normal. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: $Crewman Luthor> ::in the facility's control room:: +Admiran+ Commander, we've got multiple massive seismic disturbances, across the entire _planet_. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Lucen>::hearing the alarm, barking out:: Incoming! Everyone take cover! Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: ((That should have been Lottie)) Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: $+Laarell+ Acknowledged … thank you. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ Just like you and I, they have a duty to perform. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ACTION> Enjoy the 9.3 quake if you're on the planet! Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::levels a gaze at Keras:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: $+Luthor+ Upload the facility's data to Excalibur and beam back up to the ship. Laarell -> Excalibur: +Swain+ Captain, you'd better get out here. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: $::as the floor begins to shake, he looks up at G'her:: How would you like to see our ship? Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::as the intense earthquake beings:: Take cover! Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: +Teykier+ ::Just having made his tea:: Report. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ Keras> ::studies the LT with narrowed eyes for a long moment, then nods slowly:: Your plans do make sense. Laarell -> Excalibur: ::follows tradition of "never report what's going on right away because that's not suspenseful:: Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ ::She waited, glancing back briefly at the team still working.:: Commander Wydown, we need to start getting some of these people to our triage unit on the ship. We can't properly care for them her... ::She trailed off, eyes wide as the alarm went off and the place started to shake. She lost her feet and staggered to the floor, sprawled.:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: $G'her> Love to! Laarell -> Excalibur: +S+ Planet's having another massive quake, Sir. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: $+Excalibur+ Admiran to Excalibur. Two to beam up. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::takes cover:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: +Teykier+ On my way... Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Lucen>::takes cover under the table in case the ceiling breaks apart:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ::Sighs and puts his tea down on the desk and heads out onto the bridge:: Fae -> Excalibur: :: Sends the transport order to TR1 :: Fae -> Excalibur: +TR1+ Energize, ASAP. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Castell, as soon as the ground stops shimming, we'll get right on that. ::getting on the floor:: Laarell -> Excalibur: ::taking the moment to use the earthquake activity as a nice "look inside the crust" mapping tool:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: $::shimmers:: Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::trying to make his way over to Matsumura, which was obviously difficult:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: $::materializes in the transporter room with G'her:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ Keras> ::takes cover as well:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ACTION> After what would seem like forever, the ground beneath them on the planet begins to stablize. Laarell -> Excalibur: ::looks over to Swain:: We're going to have major damage and casualties. ::glances at scans again:: No idea on the epicenter yet. Fae -> Excalibur: It's still the rift valley that's the problem, though. Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::feels the shaking subside:: Fae -> Excalibur: :: Doing what she can to isolate :: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Sound off. Mesner, everything okay at your end? Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: $::leads G'her to engineering:: +Fae+ Please inform Captain Swain that my team and I have returned to the ship to continue our work in peace. I have one of the facility managers with me. Fae -> Excalibur: :: wonders if she can treat the planet like a giant reverb signal processor :: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::as the world stops shaking, comes out from her makeshift shelter:: Fae -> Excalibur: Captain? Tandaris and company are back aboard, 'to continue our work in peace.' They have a ground side manager with them. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Castell, you okay over there? Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ ::Feeling very off after that quake, waiting for her inner ear to stop shaking. She sat up and took stock.:: Yes, Commander. Fine. I'm going to start transporting the worst injuries, if that's okay. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ::Nods:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: $::drops his dollar sign in the bucket near the door:: Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @ Here...::he stood, all dusty now:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::enters engineering with G'her:: Welcome to main engineering, where we work right next to the device that powers our ship by smashing together matter and antimatter. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Yeah, do what you need to do to get them outta here for treatment. ::looks around:: Matsumura? Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'her> ::following along:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::frowns:: Come to think of it, when I say it like that it sounds a little insane. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'her> That sounds very safe. ::He said with a smile. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ Shaken, but not stirred, Commander. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::dusting off her sleeves:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: Lane> ::nods to Admiran:: Crewman Luthor and his team returned a few minutes ago. They're looking over the data you requested. I have the Dominion diagnostic suites online and waiting. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'her> ::Nods:: This is only going to worsen the situations at the plants though. ::Frowning:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'her> Luckily the last of the plants had just reporting going off-line before the quake. Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ ::She picked herself up off the floor and made her way over to the planet-side triage to confer with the other medical officers.:: +Excalibur+ Castell to OPS. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::rubs his hands together:: Excellent. Excellent. ::G'her:: At this point, there's not much we can do until the quakes subside. That's science's job. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ::Frowns:: This isn't natural. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::smoothes down her hair, then moves back to the console, checking for emergency power and trying to find some sort of reporting function:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::G'her:: But the quakes are not the only reason your plants are malfunctioning. I want to go over your facility's computer systems with a molecularly-toothed comb. ::gestures to a workstation:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Well, that was fun. However, let's not do that again, shall we? ::smirks, trying to resume her conversation but forgetting where they left off:: Ummmmmm... Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::muttering something in broken Cardassian:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: We happen to have a diagonistic suite for Dominion programs on board. Don't ask. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'her> ::Nods:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'her> ::Wasn't planning on it:: Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::begins checking in the various teams around the planet:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Get me Commander Wydown Fae... Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::is almost afraid to ask, but …:: How much familiarity do you have with Dominion systems? Laarell -> Excalibur: Epicenter is the rift valley again. Not very specific yet. Fae -> Excalibur: Captain? Either more energy is being put into spreading the rift, or something held the rift close for a while, but couldn't hold it closed forever. Just a guess. Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ +Excalibur+ We've got patients down here that need to be transported to cargo bay triage. I am going to start tagging them for you. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'her> ::Frowns:: The Dominion didn't exactly train us on these machines. When we were a Dominion colony, the Vorta ran the plants. Most of us, like myself, worked in them, but as simple laborers, occasionally technicians but that was more "if this button blinks, don't push it." Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::sits down at the console and brings up the diagnostic suite on one screen, the geothermal facility program on another:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'Her> We've tried to do our best to learn the systems. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: But you've essentially let it work by itself. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ::Sighs:: Well we need to know which way these quakes are causing the ground to move. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'her> They do have a fairly high degree of automation, yes. Laarell -> Excalibur: Once the computers process, we should be able to pull some data from the seismic waves themselves. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Make it a priority. Laarell -> Excalibur: That'll give us a better picture of the interior. ::shrugs:: Or we could send in a probe. Joe Manning -> Qob Chat: In other words, in an impending emergency, when Pher wasn't on hand to discuss it (you were hunting down Sal in the mandala room the first time). Reasonable enough, right? Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Something's clearly causing this planet to become seismically unstable and I'd like to know what it is. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ((After we went to so much trouble building those special probes...) Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ::Tips head:: Now there's a thought... it's not like we're going to be able to use them for that cataloging mission anytime soon. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Lucen>::looking at the alarms lighting up his map:: We've got six more structures that have collapsed. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::instructs the suite to go to town on the facility program:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @In this city, or region wide? Laarell -> Excalibur: Someone could ask Engineering if they could spare one. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: I don't think I have too... ::smirks, pointing to his pips:: Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ Transporter> ::Shimmers injured off the planet and sends them directly to the cargo bay where the hordes of medics descended upon them like a swarm of medics descending upon wounded.:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Prep one for launch. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::finding the reporting functions coming back up fairly quickly, thanks to the redundant systems:: Laarell -> Excalibur: ::smirks a little to herself:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Lucen>This sector here. ::motions:: It's the first group to report back in. ::frowning:: And looting in the same sector. Laarell -> Excalibur: ::sends down a text informing Tandaris that he needed to get one ready in the launch tube, ten minutes ago:: Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::makes his way over to Rue and Lucen:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ACTION> On the planet, the already stressed power grids, which no longer have the backing of the six planets begins failing in places without redunant generators. Laarell -> Excalibur: ::starts setting up a program to pull in the data:: Fae -> Excalibur: :: Starts picking up landmarks, major hill and mountain peaks all over planet but especially in the rift valley area :: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::directing teams to secure locations in the newly destroyed sector:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::muttering under her breath:: We don't need security teams... we need the bloody Marines. Fae -> Excalibur: :: Starts mapping how far landmarks have moved after each quake :: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: Lane> Tandaris, science has just requested that we prep one of the special geological probes. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Lucen>It's one of our more stressed areas. Older structures that haven't been able to handle the shocks. Older neighborhoods with not a lot of resources. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::shaking her head as she looks to Keras, who is nursing a laceration across his forehead:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::looks over at her, scowling:: What? Why—oh. That's very clever. I should have thought of that. I'm getting old. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @::waves Ryan over as she sees him approaching:: Looks like we've got trouble brewing on the south side. Laarell -> Excalibur: ::is just that smart, unlike the ancient Trill:: Laarell -> Excalibur: ::who thought he was a starship:: Major Cloud -> Excalibur: @ ::On the planet as well, trying to do his best to coordinate the evacuation of one of the hospitals that had been hit by a quake:: Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: @ ::With some of the burden off their shoulders, she helped the others continue to sort through the patients, tagging the worst of them to be transported. Now and again, the crowd was filled with very cheap sparkling transporter effects.:: Laarell -> Excalibur: ::sends down an addendum to that message with some quick alterations they needed to do for the high-temp/high-pressures:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: This is a mess... Laarell -> Excalibur: ::Not that it was that much different from sending a probe into a star.:: Laarell -> Excalibur: ::Captain Obvious struck.:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ::Frowns and takes his seat in the perch:: Laarell -> Excalibur: Yes it is, Sir. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Get me Commander Wydown when you have a chance... Fae -> Excalibur: Charly Foxtrot, Captain. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: Lane> She Who Must Be Obeyed also wants some modifications … there's a list. Pressure improvements, etc. Fae -> Excalibur: +Rue+ Commander. Captain would like a word with you when possible. Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::Rue:: I heard. I also have a team over there that has dropped out of contact. Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @ A shuttle or two for over head flybys would help. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: I built them with metaphasic shielding. They should be able to fly into the core of a cooling planet. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: Also, they play Mozart. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'Her> Who? Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ A search and rescue for the search and rescue... Brilliant. ::mutters as she pulls up the armory inventories:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @Good idea. Let me let the ship know to send down a couple. You want to develop the flight plans? Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::G'Her:: A human composer who lived 600 years ago. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @+Excalibur+ This is Wydown, go ahead. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'Her> Ah.. Fae -> Excalibur: @ Captain? :: patches Rue's comment to his chair :: Laarell -> Excalibur: ::sighs, looking over at the launch sequences and not seeing a "probe is loaded" pop up in green:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: +Wydown+ What's your status Commander? Holding up okay? Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::Lane:: Anyway, tell the bridge the probes are good to go and take care of their prep. Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::nods to Rue:: I'll get back to you in a minute. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: Lane> Aye, sir. ::shakes her head:: Mozart. Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::moves over to a map, brushing off the dust, looking it over:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @+Excalibur+ We're a bit swamped and getting water logged. The last shake rattle and roll has caused more damage here. We've got some looting in the southern sector and a hospital that's non-functioning. Could use a couple shuttles to help assess and control the situation. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: Lane> ::oversees the probe prep and then sends a message to the bridge that they are ready:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: +Wydown+ Understood. We'll have birds in the air shortly. Can we start taking patients aboard Excalibur in liue of their hospitals? I imagine their suppplies are starting to run a little thin down there. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @+Excalibur+ As long as we can help the locals help themselves, we should be able to maintain control. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: +Wydown+ Understood. We're trying to get some awnsers up her about what's causing the planet. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: *quakes. Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @+Excalibur+ We've all ready got that in the works. Dr Castell has been transfering the more immediate needs to the ship for the past half hour. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::G'her:: OK, it looks like we've got some glitches in the geothermal extraction base code. ::indicates several code blocks:: These sections appear corrupted. I'm not sure how. Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::frowns:: Huh. The same corrupted sections appear in the base code for every facility we've examined. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'Her> Hmm... Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::conversing with the various teams in the south over the comms:: Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: +Wydown+ Good work Commander. I am going to send a request to Camelot and see if we can get one of the hospital ships dispatched. TAndaris Admiran -> Excalibur: That means that either the code was corrupted when it was installed in each facility … or some sort of automatic update system has distributed the corrupted code to every facility on your planet. Ryan Mesner -> Excalibur: @::makes his way back to Rue:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @+Excalibur+ If they could get here...like....yesterday, that would be great. You know, use one of those timey whimey anomolies out there? Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::looks to Rue:: Omega 13, love. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::grins:: Taryn Castell -> Excalibur: Cargo Bay Meds> ::Taking care of those transported up and sending the worst of that lot to sickbay.:: Major Cloud -> Excalibur: G'Her> Well all of the systems are linked through a central network. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ ::intentionally sounding like Mal:: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::twitch twitch:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @That's only 13 seconds. We need like a full 26 hours. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: +Wydown+ I'll see what I can do. Charlotte Matsumura -> Excalibur: @ I'm sure Tandy could fix it. He can fix everything... right? Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: That _can't_ be a coincidence. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: ::Looks over:: Have we launched the probe? Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: G'Her> It was designed to keep the systems working together and to reduce the number of people who needed to be stationed at each plant. Laarell -> Excalibur: Not yet, Engineering is still... ah, launching now, Sir. Laarell -> Excalibur: ::pushes the big blue button that says "launch":: Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::repeats:: That can't be a coincidence. ::attempts to access an update log and determine when the bad code was distributed:: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: @They're sending down a couple of shuttles to help give you a birds eye view :;glancing over at Ryan:: Just be careful with that you do with that power. We don't want to give these folks the idea we're taking over, more that we're trying to help them get organized. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: PAUSE SIM Laarell -> Excalibur: ::paused:: Fae -> Excalibur: :: paused :: Rue Wydown -> Excalibur: :;paused :) :: Major Cloud -> Excalibur: Nice work. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Silly two names. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: Anyway, nice work. Cptn Swain -> Excalibur: We'll pick up around there next week.

Cptn Swain: MISSION BRIEF: Excalibur is currently in orbit of the planet Caldor, where we have been sent to offer aide. Medical, security, and the marines are getting into position to offer aide, an event further complicated by a large earthquake monitored a few hours after Excalibur entered orbit. Engineering and science, meanwhile, are assisting with a development at one of the six geothermal plants that is having difficulty maintaining stable pressures. Cptn Swain: Questions? Cptn Swain: No? Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM Laarell: ::working with Engineering, ignoring Tandy as much as Orionly possible:: Fae: :: At ops, having transferred what data she had to Laarell :: Cptn Swain: ::At mission operations, looking over data from the earthquake:: Rue Wydown: ((apparently the room doesn't like me either tonight)) Cptn Swain: ::While also monitoring the 'big picture':: Charlotte Matsumura: ::in main security, organizing the teams and shifts to provide security and guard duty for personnel providing aid:: Rue Wydown: Need to get a command post set up on the planet surface. When was the last tremor? Laarell: ::also looking at some of the recent seismographic data:: Fae: The big one was just over two hours ago, Rue. Fae: There have been any number of aftershocks, as you would expect. Taryn Castell: ::Sickbay was relatively calm. All preparations had been made and now they were playing the waiting game. The anticipation was a killer.:: Cptn Swain: ::Teykier:: I'd like a full profile of the quake done, and see if we can get a history of the planet's geolgical activity. How many planets can it be normal for you to have five quakes over 8.0 in a period of three weeks? Charlotte Matsumura: ::pulling up the necessary forms to document steps she's taken, in accordance to Federation plans and procedures:: Rue Wydown: We need an area that's close to the damage but not siting directly one one of the fault lines. Tandaris Admiran: @::in ur geologikly unstable plannit, scannin' ur geothermul faciliteez:: Laarell: ::Swain:: I don't think it's very normal at all. ::scrolling on her screen through some of the deep-crust imagery they pieced together, flipping through the results with one, long nail:: And some of the "aftershocks" were in the sixes. That's big. Tandaris Admiran: @::Translation: he and a team of shock-commando-engineers have beamed down to one of the geothermal facilities to render assistance:: Cptn Swain: The Dominion might have better records of their history as well, Camelot should be able to get them for you. Laarell: ::The Orion was still used to over-explaining science things, after years of Double Oh-Dog instead of Science Swain:: Aftershocks are usually quite a lot smaller, just echoes of the major event. These are full quakes in their own right... Laarell: Oh goodie. I like playing in the Dominion database. ::vq:: Cptn Swain: ::Smiles:: Tandaris Admiran: @ No, no, no. The induction coils don't work that way. You can't just dump the excess energy from the core turbines like that. No wonder you're having problems. Tandaris Admiran: @ You need more vents here, and here. ::stabs at the schematic on the table in front of him:: And some kind of emergency bypass mechanism here. Cptn Swain: ::Decides not to point out that he had, in fact, aced Plate Tectonics 101:: Tandaris Admiran: @::wishing he had Howard along, as it had been a while since he did geothermal power generation, and he was rather winging it at the moment:: Cptn Swain: ::On the other hand:: The six major population zones are centered around a rift valley, it might do us some good to take a look at the triple fault lines are, see what kind of formations we have. We also should try and find out sort of quakes these are. Five mega-thrust quakes in such a short period of time is rather surprising. Rue Wydown: +Medical, Security+ Wydown to disaster relief crew. You all set? Laarell: ::small blink:: Oh, uh, yes. Taryn Castell: +Rue+ Yes, Commander. Medical is prepared in sickbay and triage cargo bay. Do you need a team to beam down to the planet? Tandaris Admiran: ((Anyone want to play my opposite number among the Caldorians?)) Charlotte Matsumura: +Wydown+ Security teams are assigned and on standby. Cptn Swain: @Galon> ::Very happy to see Tandaris:: Cptn Swain: @Galon> Oh, Commander Tandaris, thank the gods! ::Dressed in primative safety equipment that had been left over by the Dominion:: The command center is this way... we've had to close off the primary route due to a liquid nitrogen leak... Laarell: ::thrown off by someone knowing what a rift valley was, moves on "smoothly":: Uh, I'm guessing the rifting is just accelerating, and since it had a large earthquake, it sort of sent off, like, a chain reaction. Cptn Swain: That's possible, but if the area has been more or less stable for a long period of time, something had to have triggered it. Cptn Swain: That's why we need a complete history of the geologic activity... Laarell: ::looks over to Fae:: Could you get me a patch through to Camelot? Tandaris Admiran: @::glances from the schematics to Galon to the terrified technician who had been escorting him and then back to Galon:: Nitrogen. Oh, for cooling. Right. Rue Wydown: +Castell+ Yep ::popping the "p" in her answer:: Let's have a team on the ground set up at the command center. We'll need to help moblize the civilian relief effort in a more organized fashion. Send any supplies needed to the transporter for beam down. I'll meet the away team in the transporter room in twenty minutes. Fae: :: Tries to get Laarell her patch :: Tandaris Admiran: @::follows Galon, wondering why a geothermal plant has a "command center":: Rue Wydown: +Matsumura+ Great, have the team heading to the planet meet me in the transporter room in 20 minutes. Cptn Swain: @Galon> ::Leads the way to the 'command center' of the plant, which looks something like main engineering on a starship, only with Dominion labeled panels, with notes written all over them in the native language:: Charlotte Matsumura: +Wydown+ Understood, Commander. Matsumura out. Laarell: We'll see if the Dominion bothered being a good record-keeper on the geological side. Laarell: ::tempted to bring the Horta in on this:: Taryn Castell: +Rue+ Aye, aye, Commander. Medical out. Laarell: ::The Horta did like a good igneous rock.:: Cptn Swain: @Galon> We've tried to centralize the primary control systems for the turbines and such as much as possible. Cptn Swain: @Galon> Few of our people can even read Dominion, let alone operate their machinery. Cptn Swain: @Galon> ::Motions him towards a panel with a number of what appear to be sticky notes:: Tandaris Admiran: @ What about automation? Fae: :: patches camelot Ops into Laarell's station. :: Charlotte Matsumura: ::finalizing rotations, tees up the first team, sending out the activation message:: Fae: You have Camelot, Laarell. Laarell: ::wondering exactly what the Dominion managed to figure out, sends in her request to the database:: Thank you, Lieutenant. Cptn Swain: @Galon> The Vorta included a number of automation protocals, but as things break or simply need repairs it has been difficult for us to keep the automation active. Taryn Castell: ::She checked her list of extra supplies needed and sent a message to have them delivered to the transporter room. Away Team kits were already waiting to be picked up on the way out.:: Tandaris Admiran: @::turns to one of his team:: Get me some universal translators for these people. Tandaris Admiran: @::begins wandering through the room, inspecting different panels, seemingly at random, and investigating various read-outs:: Tandaris Admiran: @::also randomly touches stuff:: Cptn Swain: @Galon> NO! Don't touch that! Tandaris Admiran: @::pauses:: Oh, what does that do? Rue Wydown: ::making a quick check list, then moving to her office so she can contact the disaster relief control one more time before departure:: Cptn Swain: @Galon> That releases the magnetic constrictors to the primary turbines. Tandaris Admiran: @ Of course it does. And that's why there's no warning sign or requirement to enter a command authorization … ::shakes his head:: Dominion engineering. It's like the people running this place were brainwashed into believing their superiors were gods or something. Tandaris Admiran: @::smiles weakly at Galon:: That was a joke. Cptn Swain: @Galon> ::Unsure of what to make of this spotted engineer:: Laarell: ::enables the uplink:: Rue Wydown: <q>Let's hope we're not sending our people down into chaos. ::confirms with the marine squad that they're also ready to go and then opens a channel to the disaster relief command center, what little there is of it, and starts preparations on that end:: Cptn Swain: @Galon> The last quake was fairly strong. We believe it might have damaged one of the primary exhaust lines in the southerns quadrant... ::points to a status board:: Cptn Swain: @Galon> We preformed an emergency venting of the secondary steam lines directly into the atmosphere. Cptn Swain: Have we been able to determine the epicenter of the quake? Taryn Castell: ::Opens a comm to the cargo bay to see to things there, making sure everything was prepped.:: Tandaris Admiran: @::squints at the display:: Well we can immediately mitigate future damage by using the ship's phasers to relieve pressure points before they become a problem near the facility. Tandaris Admiran: @ And we can get some portable shield generators down here to strengthen the integrity of the facility itself. Charlotte Matsumura: ::uploading the schedules to the XO, so that she can coordinate with the incident command:: Laarell: Aye, Sir. Would you like us to send the coordinates down? I imagine they've triangulated on their own as well... Cptn Swain: @Galon> ::frowns:: Is that a good idea to begin shooting the ground with lasers, I mean you could destablize the planets geology even further... Tandaris Admiran: @ If I'm reading the display correctly, I believe those are standard T-5220 conduits in use throughout Dominion installations. We should have the fabrication plans on file. Cptn Swain: ACTION> An engineering lackey's tricorder detects an unusually large amount of radiation for a geothermal plant. Charlotte Matsumura: ::checking the security frequencies their own responders are using, to try and make sure that Excal officers have access:: Tandaris Admiran: @::Galon:: And shut off that beeping. Cptn Swain: @Galon> What beeping? Tandaris Admiran: @::realizes the beeping is coming from nearby:: Oh, sorry. That's us. ::White:: Exactly what is the nature of your beeping? Tandaris Admiran: White> Radiation exposure alert, sir. Cptn Swain: They might not have, I don't think they have kind of technology we have. Cptn Swain: Where was it anyway? Cptn Swain: (( two minute warning )) Rue Wydown: Search and rescue is going to have their work cut out for them. ::frowning, looking over the gear list:: Tandaris Admiran: @ Ah, radiation exposure. Oh. Radiation exposure. ::moves around to another display, tapping it to bring up a cross-section of the plant, then interfaces his tricorder and uses it to display the radiation distribution:: Cptn Swain: @Galon> ::lifts brows:: Tandaris Admiran: @::Galon:: You should probably evacuate this facility of all non-essential personnel. Cptn Swain: @Galon> What's wrong? Rue Wydown: :;packing up her own supply kit and heads out of her office to head down to the transporter room:: Tandaris Admiran: @::Galon:: Those exhaust lines you mentioned appear to be leaking radioactive fluid. Laarell: It was near a small town. Halvor, I believe it's called. It's in one of the mountain valleys in the rift zone. Laarell: I suspect that the valley might be a branch off the major fault line running nearby. It's a mining area, mostly. Cptn Swain: @Galon> But how, there isn't anything radioactive in the plant itself, it's geothermal energy nothing reactive even down here... Cptn Swain: Mining? Now that's interesting. Cptn Swain: Are they active mines? Laarell: ::small shrug:: Yes, I suppose so... They're not large-scale, but they have been in place for awhile. Tandaris Admiran: @::blinks at Galon:: Tandaris Admiran: @::opens mouth, closes it:: Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain: And the plot thickens! Cptn Swain: So medical, marines and security are heading down to help with relief efforts; engineering is finding the situation to be more complicated than they thought; science is looking into the volcanic activity. Cptn Swain: We'll pick up there next week, any questions? Taryn Castell: Nope. Laarell: TBS? Cptn Swain: A few minutes. Rue Wydown: Any other questions? Cptn Swain: If not, have a good week~! Excalibur July 17 2011.txt

Rue Wydown -> Hey there Cptn Swain -> Evening Fae -> Evening. Rue Wydown -> Whotcha :) Cptn Swain -> We'll hang out and wait for the crew to show. Rue Wydown -> Here they come :D Cptn Swain -> I hope everyone's had a good last couple of weeks. Cptn Swain -> I know it's been a while since we simmed, I hope everyone's not too rusty! Tandaris Admiran -> Never leave me without this sim for that long. Ever. Again. Tandaris Admiran -> ::twitches:: Maryse Dubois -> lol Cptn Swain -> Alright, looks like most of are here tonight. Cptn Swain -> So let's get rolling... Cptn Swain -> MISSION RECAP: When we last left off, we'd been given orders to divert from the science mission to a nearby system called Caldor, an isolated system formerly under Dominion rule, that has been experiencing geological events, overwhelming their emergency response systems. Cptn Swain -> After two days at high warp, we're about to enter the Caldor system, where we will render aide. Cptn Swain -> Questions? Cptn Swain -> Hearing none, we shall proceed! Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Fae -> :: At ops :: Maryse Dubois -> ::Making sure everything is prepped in Sickbay:: Fae -> Breaking warp shortly Cptn Swain -> ::On the bridge, glancing to his tea, before looking back at the screen:: Cptn Swain -> ETA? Fae -> Seven minutes. Rue Wydown -> ::popping into medical to check on their progress:: Taryn Castell -> ::In sickbay, Taryn was reviewing their triage arrangements to make sure that nothing had been overlooked. She leaned on the counter with both arms, staring at the display terminal, turning the page now and again with a flick of her finger. Cargo Bay One had been totally transformed to hold the sick and injured.:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Walking by with a PADD in hand. She stops when she catches Rue in the corner of her eye. Looks up and smirks.:: Come to check on us? Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: Rue Wydown -> Aye, wanted to see how things were going down here. Whether or no' you are ready. Cptn Swain -> ::Stands, tea in hand, and walks towards the viewer:: Once we arrive, put us in low orbit and inform the locals we've arrived. Fae -> Aye. Cptn Swain -> What's our status? Maryse Dubois -> Oh we're ready. Our new Lt. has Cargo Bay 1 ready to go for triage. ::Pointing to Taryn.:: The serious patients and those needing surgery will be put here in Sickbay. Fae -> Medical and security have had time to prep, but haven't called status up recently. Taryn Castell -> ::She glanced up briefly as she heard Maryse speaking with someone and grinned as she saw Rue.:: We have plenty of treatments ready for bruises, if that's what you're worried about, Commander. Fae -> The engines are tired. XO say get here fast, so I pushed em. No big problem if you don't want to push more. Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: Anything from the planet, recently? Fae -> Negative. They are still shopping for help, but nothing real specific. Fae -> @ I could hail em. Fae -> @ Dropping warp in 30 seconds, anyway. Fae -> :: Slaps the @ sign :: Cptn Swain -> Put it on screen. Rue Wydown -> You have enough supplies or do we need to re-direct some energy towards the replicators? ::trying to stay out of the way of the bustling group, starting to regret listening to her ex- about management ideas at the moment, feeling a bit ackward about it:: Fae -> :: Drops from warp :: Fae -> :: Puts Caldor Central on screen :: Fae -> :: Continues moving in under impulse heading for a low orbit :: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> On screen, an arid, ruddy world appears with sparse clouds. Looking a little like Mars, it does, however, have a few large bodies of water and polar ice caps. Ryan Mesner -> Not exactly Risa. ::he muttered from Tactical:: Maryse Dubois -> It would be nice if we had some reserves just in case. I'd also like for security to be placed in the Cargo Bay, and here if at all possible. I know we are here to help them, but they were former members of the Dominion. Cptn Swain -> ::Smirks:: Put us into orbit and open a channel. Cptn Swain -> ::Drops his tea off at the fresher, before settling back into his chair:: Fae -> :: opens a hail :: Rue Wydown -> Have you put in the request all ready or is that something you need my help for? Fae -> :: Slows approaching orbit :: Maryse Dubois -> I have not put a request in yet, but since you're here, it wouldn't hurt. ::Grins.:: Fae -> :: Puts graphics on the image of the planet indicating volcanic hot spots :: Cptn Swain -> Gal'a> +Excalibur+ This is Gal'a Entari, first aide to the Council. We are pleased to see you. Maryse Dubois -> ::Looks to Taryn, smirking.:: How many credits do you want to bet Mr. Mesner would want to come secure sickbay in person. Fae -> :: Splits screen to give Gal'a a place on the main screen, still showing an overview of the planet on the other part :: Taryn Castell -> ::Her eyes dance and she chuckled.:: I don't take sucker bets! Charlotte Matsumura -> ::settling in at her usual terminal in main security:: Cptn Swain -> Gal'a> ::comm is audio only:: +Excalibur+ We will prepare to recieve you, and will send coordinates for medical personnel. The Council likewise looks forward to meeting your Captain at his .... ::static:: Rue Wydown -> ::just shakes her head, taking a step out of the way so she can carry on the conversation via comm out of ear shot just to be on the safe side:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Trying hard not to outright laugh, looking back at Rue.:: Fae -> :: Scans for source of comm interferance :: Rue Wydown -> +Security+ Wydown to Security. Cptn Swain -> ACTION> The communique goes dead, and sensors detect massive geologic and seismic activity along the rift zones near the large population centers. Cptn Swain -> ::Blinks:: Cptn Swain -> Where'd he go? Charlotte Matsumura -> +Wydown+ Matsumura here, Commander. What can I do for you? Fae -> Sismic surge causing comm trouble??? Taryn Castell -> ::Peering back at her screen, she made a few more notations, allocating resources where she thought they'd be needed.:: Cptn Swain -> Come again? Maryse Dubois -> ::Likewise, tapping on her PADD.:: Fae -> Big population centers are getting hit by a big quake. He might have lost his equipment or power. Fae -> :: Tries to make sense of where the new quakes are occurring. Adds more graphics to the image of the planet. :: Cptn Swain -> ::Stands and moves to the mission operations console:: Inform medical, begin tracking the seismic activity. Alert status 1. Fae -> :: Shifts alert status :: Rue Wydown -> +Matsumura+Just checking on the arrangements. Medical would like some additional assistance in both their triage areas just to make sure their team is secure. Ryan Mesner -> ::sending down commands to security to prepare for disater relief work:: Cptn Swain -> See if we can reestablish communications with the planet. Fae -> +Medical+ We are settling into low orbit. Additional quakes are occurring right now. Fae -> :: reopens hail :: Charlotte Matsumura -> +Wydown+ I'll pull a few more reserves to accomodate them. Anything else? Fae -> :: Starts scanning to see if she can pick up local emergency comm traffic, as well as the official planetary site :: Maryse Dubois -> +Fae+ Understood. Our triage center is ready. Rue Wydown -> +Matsumura+ They'd appreciate that. I'll relay that. Anything else you think I need to be aware of? Cptn Swain -> ACTION> The seismic activity begins to disapate. Sensors show widespread damage to five of the six major population centers. Taryn Castell -> ::Raises her head, hearing the comm.:: Incoming? Rue Wydown -> Doctor ::jerks her head to Dubois:: Security will set up some reserves to provide security. Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods:: Thank you, Commander Fae -> :: plots the major moving fault lines with magnitudes of quake effects, adds graphics to the image of the planet :: Charlotte Matsumura -> +Wydown+ At the moment, no, but I'll keep you updated. Security out -- for now. Cptn Swain -> ::Looks over to Messner:: This is going to be even more difficult than we thought... Maryse Dubois -> ::Looks to Taryn.:: Looks like it. Better get to your station. Fae -> :: shifts 'orbit' to start the ship lurking over the recent quake :: Ryan Mesner -> That was a hell of a quake. ::he adujusted the mainviewer to zoom in closer to the large cities, the damage apparent from even this height:: Cptn Swain -> ::nods:: Nearly 8.3 in magnitude. Fae -> :: Is willing to use impulse under very low power to hover over the quake zone rather than orbiting the whole planet :: Cptn Swain -> Any luck reestablishing contact with the surface? Rue Wydown -> Okay, keep me posted on what's going on. And if you need extra hands on deck, lemme know. I'm not that out of pratice. Taryn Castell -> ::Nods and straightens, sweeping her padd into her pocket and striding to her duty station. Sickbay was as prepped as it could be, but she couldn't help but check the supplies to make sure everything was at hand.:: Fae -> Orbitals Control seems to be off air. I'm finding other stations but right now the gist of the conversation is 'oh no not again.' Cptn Swain -> ::Taps the communications array on his console:: +Wydown+ Swain to Wydown... Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods to Wydown, smiling.:: I will. But you better get to the bridge. Rue Wydown -> ::nods:: +Swain+ This is Wydown, go ahead. ::doing the Slowest. Exit. Ever:: Cptn Swain -> +Wydown+ We just recorded a major earthquake on the planet. Fae -> :: Starts sensors mapping techtonic plates and deep planet magma movement. :: Cptn Swain -> +Wydown+ We're trying to reestablish contact with the planet now. Fae -> :: Tries to upload from the planetary computer network techtonic maps of the planet and any scientific information on the quake situation available :: Ryan Mesner -> ::frowning as he read over the tactical sensors:: Maryse Dubois -> ((afk a moment)) Fae -> Ryan? I'm going to play science geek for a bit. Would you take over comm functions? Rue Wydown -> +Swain+ Luverly. Medical's prepped and ready here. But if they're in the middle of another shaker, than I'd expect a search and rescue team might be the next order of business. Can sensors pinpoint lifesigns? ::walking down the corridor:: Ryan Mesner -> Go for it. Cptn Swain -> Gal'a>+Excalibur+ This ::static:: is ::static:: Gal'a Entari to Excalibur.... Ryan Mesner -> ::tapping away:: Ryan Mesner -> We're receiving Orbital Control. Ryan Mesner -> ::puts it up:: Cptn Swain -> +Wydown+ They should be, if we can reestablish communications, I am going to appoint you as my point person for relief efforts. Report to the bridge when you can. Cptn Swain -> Gal'a> ::with the ruins of an office behind him:: +Excalibur+ Forgive the... intruption. That was one of the stronger ones yet. Rue Wydown -> +Swain+ All ready on my way. Be there in two ticks. :;entering the lift:: Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: We monitered the quake from here. What's your status? Fae -> :: translates the siesmic data into sound, and just listens to the rumbling and echoing of the recent quake to get a first impression of the system :: Cptn Swain -> Gal'a> ::Doing his best to stay calm:: Power is out all over the city. Our communications network was pretty patched together as it was, we haven't been able to raise any of the other cities yet, other than Dalargon. They report minimal damage. Charlotte Matsumura -> ((AFK a sec. )) Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: Stay on the line, my first officer will be working with you too cordinate the relief effort. Fae -> :: puts names on the six major population centers on the main screen :: Rue Wydown -> ::does a wee bit of knuckle cracking as she waits the lift's arrival on to the bridge Cptn Swain -> Gal'a> ::nods:: Thank the makers you all are here now. Rue Wydown -> ::steps out onto the bridge, dusting off invisible lint as she does so:: Taryn Castell -> ::Sickbay supplies ready, she also checked the emergency kits that the away teams would be taking with them. They were all in order, so she had them taken to the transporter rooms to be picked up there when needed.:: Rue Wydown -> ::ducks, thinking she saw a red blip on her chin before heading down to her seat, watching the view screen as she does:: Fae -> :: attempts to get in contact with any world seismic data location to get information on prior quakes :: Cptn Swain -> Ah here she is... Cptn Swain -> Commander, this is Gal'a Entari, our liason. Charlotte Matsumura -> ((Back. Mostly. )) Maryse Dubois -> ((back)) Cptn Swain -> Gal'a> ::smiles, letting himself have a moment of relief.:: Fae -> :: Confirms Excalibur's position is stable. :: Rue Wydown -> ::gives a nod:: Mr Entari? ::hoping that's the best way to address the liason:: What local relief efforts are underway? Cptn Swain -> Gal'a> I am transmiting coordinates for the major hospital centers in all six cities now. Our relief efforts are overwhelemed... and now this latest quake... ::shakes his head:: Cptn Swain -> Community search parties are being formed after each quake. We don't have the man power to use our small military force without looking like we're picking favorites between the cities. Cptn Swain -> ^ Gal'a Charlotte Matsumura -> ::pulling up what information she can, regarding the sites, and reassigning reserve members:: Cptn Swain -> Gal'a> Our medical supplies are limited, and we are starting to run low on fresh water and able bodies to provide care for the sick and wounded. Cptn Swain -> Gal'a> We have started to set up shelters, but we have precious few resources to spare for them. The situation is... tenuous. I will also put you in touch with our senior medical leaders and the emergency response teams. Cptn Swain -> Gal'a> ::Looks off screen for a moment:: Rue Wydown -> Community search and rescue can be a benifit if they're organized and trained to do the work. If not we may end up with additional wounded. ::pauses: Our medical staff can assist with that. We can also work on getting water and food set up. Do you have a hiarachy of disaster support in place or is that something you need assistance with as well? Fae -> :: Starts looking for medical facilities on the planet that aren't overwhelemed. Perhaps transporting people there might be an option? :: Cptn Swain -> Gal'a> To be honest, we were not prepared for this a crisis of thi scope. Fae -> :: But focuses primarily on understanding the quake physics for a bit :: Cptn Swain -> Gal'a> Our senior leader of Emergency Services was killed three days ago in a quake, his junior has taken over... but he is very young. Cptn Swain -> Gal'a> ::Looks off screen again::. ... Great Maker... Rue Wydown -> I'll need to talk with him. See what infrastructure is set up. Ryan Mesner -> ::frowns. They went from orbit to FUBAR in about fifteen minutes:: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> The view screen goes static for a moment, before returning. Taryn Castell -> ::Feeling a bit nervous, as she usually did when presented with a rush of incoming wounded.:: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Sensors detect a massive heat build up at one of the largest of the six geothermal power plants on the planet, the one closest to the city Gal'a is transmiting from. Fae -> Captain. Looks like the capitol's geothermal planet is gonna blow. Cptn Swain -> Gal'a> I think we might have another problem, Excalibur... please... I will contact you again shortly. I have sent the coordinates for the hospitals and the comminque addresses for the people you need to work with. ::cuts comm:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Looking at a status update.:: We should be receiving them soon. Cptn Swain -> ::Looks at Wydown, looks at Fae, looks at the screen:: He *thinks* they might have a problem? Fae -> :: Thinks briefly of using the deflector system to protect the city from what's about to happen, but she's not good enough for such an instant improvisation. :: Cptn Swain -> (( two-minute warning )) Cptn Swain -> Get engineering up here. Rue Wydown -> It only becomes a problem when it becomes a problem. ::smirks, moving to the bridge console to gather more info:: Fae -> +Tandaris+ Engineering to the bridge. Stat. Cptn Swain -> Let them know they need a disaster response team ready. Cptn Swain -> Contact the planet, ask them if they require our assistance at the power plant. Tandaris Admiran -> ::looks up, then over at Lane:: I have been summoned. Fae -> +Tandaris+ We have a planet being shaken apart by the roots. You may have to fix it... or start to. Tandaris Admiran -> ::hates going to the bridge:: +Fae+ Acknowledged. ::hoping Laarell won't be there:: Ryan Mesner -> ::looking over his console, before turning to Swain:: Captain, if that plant blows, the destruction will be unimaginable. The energy released...::he trailed off, frowning, sending the numbers to the chair:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::as he leaves, Lane:: Make sure you replace those faulty scrubbers! If we're taking on refugees or wounded, I don't want the deck's life support to fail. Fae -> :: Glances to Ryan, hoping he'll handle the comm request :: Cptn Swain -> I know. Cptn Swain -> Let's just take a deep breath. Tell the local authorities we stand ready to assist with this newest problem. Taryn Castell -> ::Drumming her fingers on the counter as they waited. Waiting was always the hardest part.:: Rue Wydown -> They're going to need some organization of the civilian search corps. I'd like to send in the Marines, but I don't want to send them down in the midst of another potential destructive wave. Cptn Swain -> ::nods to Wydown:: One crisis at a time then. Cptn Swain -> You have my authority to use whatever personnel you need to for the relief efforts, we'll focus on making sure that plant doesn't blow up. Ryan Mesner -> ::glances to Fae, nearly forgetting he'd said he'd handle the comms. Tapping, he tried to raise the geothermal plant:: Tandaris Admiran -> +Fae+ I _do_ read mission briefings. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::having made assignments, makes sure that the teams are on alert, and then heads to the armory to make a last pass to ensure gear is prepped:: Fae -> +tandaris+ The reality is overwhelming the briefing. Priority is preventing magma blowout at a geothermal planet. Cptn Swain -> PlantManager> +Excalibur+ We are opening the emergency vents. ::static:: Situation should stabalize ::static:: for the moment... ::static:: but long term safety a concern ::static:: assistance appreciated ::static:: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Sensors detect a large release of energy directly into the atmosphere, core presures begin to lower, but are still extremely high, if not critical. Tandaris Admiran -> ::riding a turbolift:: +Fae+ I _do_ read the mission briefings. Ryan Mesner -> ::looking at the light show, then his console:: That seems to have leveled off the energy some, but power levels at the plant are still dangerously high. Cptn Swain -> Well now we know what we're facing. Fae -> +tandaris+ The reality is overwhelming the briefing. Priority is preventing magma blowout at a geothermal plant. Cptn Swain -> ::Glances to Wydown:: Welcome to the Gamma Quadrant, eh? Fae -> :: Focuses on the venting of energy and how it is effecting the overall stresses. :: Cptn Swain -> (( a really long two minutes heh )) Rue Wydown -> Aye. ::glancing up from her furious typing:: Welcome to Gamma. Fae -> :: Starts to have a scary idea. Not sure if she wants to voice it :: Tandaris Admiran -> +Fae+ Use a phaser to relieve pressure. Fae -> :: Notes that Tandaris has had the same basic idea :: Tandaris Admiran -> ::exits the TL and spills out onto the bridge:: Fae -> :: Is pleased. Doesn't want to be the person to suggest it. "We had to blast the planet in order to save it." :: Ryan Mesner -> ::glances over at Fae:: Did he just say, "Use a phaser"? Fae -> :: Starts looking for places where she might be able to blast a hole through the crust :: Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Fae -> :: paused :: Maryse Dubois -> ::paused:: Cptn Swain -> So we have two crisis' now. Cptn Swain -> I was always a man for a baragin. Cptn Swain -> crisises even Ryan Mesner -> Buy one get one free disaster is not a bargin. Fae -> Two crises, plus Laarell might return and be in the same room as Tandaris. Taryn Castell -> Dun dun daaaaaaaaa! Ryan Mesner -> Oh the horror! Rue Wydown -> Ruh roh Maryse Dubois -> eep Taryn Castell -> ::psycho knife stabbing sound effects:: Cptn Swain -> Anyway. For next week, we will move ahead alittle bit. The geothermal plant vented steam to relieve pressure, and is now stable, if not still in danger. Engineering will be working with the plant operations to see if they can prevent the plant from blowing up. Cptn Swain -> Medical, Security and the Marines will be under the Command of Wydown and will be working with the folks on the planet to begin relief activities. Tandaris Admiran -> Can I wear a funny hard hat? Ryan Mesner -> If there's nothing else, I gotta bounce Cptn Swain -> Yes Tandaris. Cptn Swain -> You can wear a funny hard hat. Tandaris Admiran -> ::claps his hands excitedly:: Rue Wydown -> Oooooooh.... Cptn Swain -> Any questions then? Ryan Mesner -> Night all Rue Wydown -> G'night all :D Taryn Castell -> Night all. See you next week. Charlotte Matsumura -> Night, folks. Cptn Swain -> You're dismissed then :) Maryse Dubois -> It should be a yellow hard hat with a black cross on it Maryse Dubois -> those are the best :P Rue Wydown -> ::chuckles:: Rue Wydown -> Night guys Maryse Dubois -> night night Excalibur July 10 2011.txt

Cptn Swain -> afk for a few seconds Rue Wydown -> Hey Tandy Tandaris Admiran -> I feel weird. Tandaris Admiran -> I'm not the first one here! Tandaris Admiran -> I'm never the first one here! Tandaris Admiran -> Oh good. Rue Wydown -> You're the first green peg. Tandaris Admiran -> Fae's here. ^_^ That could have been awkward. Fae -> :: Smiles :: Rue Wydown -> How goes it all? Cptn Swain -> Back Fae -> Someone claiming to be Tandaris showed up early. :: Looks a little dubious. :: ;) Tandaris Admiran -> I'm the real deal. Fae -> Likely right. Who would pretend to be Tandaris? Tandaris Admiran -> If you need proof, just give me access to your bank account. I have funds from a deposed dictator that I can deposit. Cptn Swain -> When did I get deposed? Cptn Swain -> Hmmm? Tandaris Admiran -> Not you, dear. Tandaris Admiran -> Another dictator. Cptn Swain -> You were cheating on me with with another dictator?? Tandaris Admiran -> Yay, new Mythbusters! Cptn Swain -> You strumpet. Tandaris Admiran -> ... you were gone for so long. Tandaris Admiran -> I have NEEDS Rue Wydown -> Now we know where Tandy gets his ideas. Cptn Swain -> Now, all we need is our medical staff to show up. Rue Wydown -> I knew there was a reason engineering was such an interesting place to visit.... Cptn Swain -> :/ Maryse Dubois -> hiya Cptn Swain -> Ask and I shall get, eh? Taryn Castell -> BLAM! Taryn Castell -> In your face! Maryse Dubois -> hehe Taryn Castell -> I mean... hi, everyone. Fae -> Is that one a friendly? Just curious. Cptn Swain -> LOL Cptn Swain -> Yay! Almost a full house tonight. Cptn Swain -> MISSION BRIEF: Excalibur continues onto the Enodorin system where they are expecting to conduct a number of geothermal surveys on they still forming star-system. Questions? Tandaris Admiran -> How close are we? Cptn Swain -> From Endorin, we're about another day out. Cptn Swain -> Anyone else? Taryn Castell -> Did I die last week? Tandaris Admiran -> Yes, but we resurrected you as a potato. Taryn Castell -> A sweet potato? Taryn Castell -> :D Tandaris Admiran -> No, just a potato. Taryn Castell -> Half-baked? Rue Wydown -> That you're gonna launch from a potato cannon? Taryn Castell -> Woot! No further questions, your honor. Cptn Swain -> Alright, let's get rolling. Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> ::In the RR, looking over duty reports, rather pleased that the crew seemed to be adapting the change in command. Of course it was easy to do that when there wasn't an emergency. The first real test, he decided, would come when they faced adversity under him for the first time.:: Fae -> :: At OPS, starting to point sensors at the area of our destination :: Rue Wydown -> ::exiting the lift out on to the bridge, rolling her sore shoulder trying to get the kinks out of her muscles:: Taryn Castell -> ::In the medical lab, Taryn already had a couple of experiments to monitor, though really the computer monitored them. She just looked at the results now and again and tweaked the environmental settings as needed.:: Fae -> :: Glances back at Rue and nods :: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Incoming transmission from Camelot on priority channel. Tandaris Admiran -> ::in engineering, now testing the probes' sensor packages to make sure he didn't break anything important:: Ryan Mesner -> In coming transmission from Camelot, priority channel. ::turns to Rue from tactical:: Maryse Dubois -> ::In main sickbay for the moment, catching up on a couple patient reports. Once she finishes, she heads for the lab.:: Rue Wydown -> ::is thinking at least one of her instructors is a sadist, nods a little at Fae as she goes over and takes her seat:: Cptn Swain -> ::Leaning back in his chair, reading the PADD, he let his thoughts drift.:: Rue Wydown -> Audio or visual, Mr Mesner? Major Cloud -> ::In the main lounge, drinking coffee after a long shift.:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::Lane:: OK, begin sending the modulated pulses. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::in the weapons locker, checking in with the master at arms, verifying inventory numbers:: Ryan Mesner -> ::glances back:: Visual. Rue Wydown -> Put 'er up on screen then, let's see what they have to say. Tandaris Admiran -> ::watches as Lane uses a tricorder to simulate sensor input:: Taryn Castell -> Hello little deatomized sugar particles. ::Bending down to peer inside the container, she rapped at it with one fingernail.:: Ryan Mesner -> ::does so, tapping away:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::taking into account the weapons "on loan" from the Marine unit:: Cptn Swain -> Abronvonvich> ::The white-haired Admiral's face filled the screen. There was a look of concern on his face, but it wasn't dire.:: Good morning, Commander. Maryse Dubois -> ::Pokes her head into the lab, seeing Taryn talk to a container.:: Hey, should I leave you two alone? ::Grins as she stands by the doorway.:: Rue Wydown -> Is it morning all ready? My how the time flies. ::pauses:: Whotcha, Admiral? Cptn Swain -> Abronvonvich> I do hope Captain Swain wasn't too set on the geothermal survey. ::He frowned:: I am altering your orders. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::satisfied with the report from the MAA, heads on to main security to add a note to the log:: Fae -> :: (Carefully avoids saying 'son of von bitch' aloud. ) :: Taryn Castell -> ::Straightens, but doesn't look abashed.:: Not at all. Everyone is welcome. ::Smirks.:: You will find me talking to myself quite a lot, I'm afraid. I like to work things out aloud. Did you need anything, Doctor? I was just doing a bit of monitoring while we were short on patients. Taryn Castell -> (( LOL! )) Cptn Swain -> Abronvonvich> We have recieved a transmission from the Caldor system requesting Starfleet assistance. Rue Wydown -> Whot sort of assistancce? Fae -> :: Starts looking up and plotting a course for Caldor :: Maryse Dubois -> ::Shakes her head lightly.:: No, I was just seeing how you and your projects were doing. Cptn Swain -> Abronvonvich> Formal orders regarding the situation will be forthcoming. ::he sighed:: Apparently they've experienced a large number of "geologic events" ::airquotes audible:: and their hospitals are becoming overwhelmed. Cptn Swain -> Abronvonvich> You are to provide whatever assistance they require for as long as is required. We will continue monitor the situation via your reports and will go from there. Ryan Mesner -> ::lovely. Sighs:: Taryn Castell -> Ah, very well, thank you. Come see for yourself, if you like. I've got one running on isolating sugar molecules in a deatomized solution, which the latest research states might be the key to reducing the side-effects of certain medicines. Rue Wydown -> Aye sir. ::nods:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::Lane:: I'm reading the gamma spikes properly, but it looks like the neutrino emissions aren't registering. Rue Wydown -> ((A spoonfull of sugar helps the medicine go down?)) Cptn Swain -> Abronvonvich> I am sure Captain Swain will be disappointed that he won't get to conduct his experiments, but he'll understand. Have a good day, Commander. Camelot, out. Taryn Castell -> (( Rue, you are too smart. ;) )) Maryse Dubois -> ((lol)) Rue Wydown -> ((Now I got that song stuck in my head!)) Fae -> I've a course ready for you... Rue Wydown -> Well, Ms Waters, you heard the man. Let's plot a course to the Caldor system. Fae -> Ready to go... Rue Wydown -> Thank Ms Waters, best possible speed then. Fae -> :: Enables the course change at current crusing speed of 7 :: Rue Wydown -> Mr Mesner, can you see what packet of info we've got on the database for the Caldor system and if there are any threats, security or otherwise, that we need to be aware of. Fae -> @ :: Shifts to warp 9 with intent to review how hard she can push and make the distance :: Ryan Mesner -> ::Nods to Rue, before begining to tap away:: Rue Wydown -> Ms Waters, also please alert medical that we may be providing aid soon. Maryse Dubois -> Sure. ::Walks over and starts looking over the data.:: Very nice. How long is your incubation period? Fae -> +Tandaris+ Engineering? We've got a medical emergency and an order for 'best possible speed'. If there is anything you want to tell me about pushing the limits of the warp drive, now would be the time. Rue Wydown -> I guess I get to deliever the bad news to the Captain that he's survey is on hold. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::in main security, flops down into her usual seat, pulling up the log and providing the appropriate entry:: Fae -> @ :: Looks at the distance to Caldor and the textbook limits on how far one can go how fast :: Rue Wydown -> Why do I get to be the barer of black news? ::does the airquote thing:: Fae -> Because with great power comes great responsibility? Major Cloud -> ACTION> Caldor is about 10 LY away. Fae -> @ :: Notes how close Clador is, and figures the engines can take it :: Cptn Swain -> (( That's about a 2-day trip at warp 9 )) Fae -> @ :: Goes to 9.6 :: Taryn Castell -> That depends on the results. I'm hoping for no more than two weeks, but it could easily be as long as a month. ::She squinted at the solution and glanced to her other experiment.:: The other is a full spectrum analysis of certain phenolic compounds in the malus domestica species that may help reduce the number of sickbay visits crewmembers need, especially as they grow older. Charlotte Matsumura -> ((Engineering reports 105% on the reactor possible, but not recommended... )) Rue Wydown -> ::stands and heads to the ready room door:: Or because someone else has to be the fall guy. Ryan Mesner -> ::sends a message down security informing of the change in plans, and what intel they have on the Caldor system:: Rue Wydown -> ::rings the ready room chime, leaning against the bulkhead and waiting for permission to enter:: Cptn Swain -> ::Looks up:: Come. Fae -> :: Looks at the drive status a bit longer.... drops to 9.5 :: Rue Wydown -> ::pokes her head in first, then enters:: Wotcha Captain. Ryan Mesner -> ::watching Fae play with the throttle:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Smirks.:: Hey now, we still need our jobs. Major Cloud -> Good morning Rue. Cptn Swain -> ^ Cptn Swain -> What can I do for you? Cptn Swain -> ::motions for her to sit, straighing somewhat in his seat and putting the PADD he was reading down:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::sees the alert message, pulls it up, and reviews the information regarding the change in plans:: Fae -> OK. I think she'll hold together. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::purses her lips, pulling up what information is available in the databases:: Taryn Castell -> Ah, forgive me. I should be working on something to make people ill. Perhaps an stomach virus? We could randomly program those into the replicator patterns. I know a guy that knows a guy that worked a replicator once. Fae -> :: Sends heads up to all departments giving a brief summary of the change in mission. :: Rue Wydown -> We just recieved word from Camelot. They've changed our orders. There's a situation on Caldor that needs our attention. Something about "geological issues". ::does the air quote thing the admiral did because she finds it funny:: Cptn Swain -> ::He sighed:: Cptn Swain -> ::There had been certain bonuses to being a dedicated Science ship that he was going to miss.:: Cptn Swain -> Very well. I assume we're already enroute? Fae -> :: Settles back. Wonders if 'geological' should be interpreted as 'geopolitical'. :: Ryan Mesner -> ::relaxes slightly, reading over the database from his console:: Rue Wydown -> Aye, ETA approximately 2 days, if Tandy let's Waters push the warp drive. I expect a war to break out if'n either pushes too far. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::retrieving the information on the planet... class M, with high tectonic activity; sounds a bit like a cross between California and Hawaii:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::looks at the regions of activity, and wonders where the trouble location is:: Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::passes the information up to the bridge, to Mesner:: Cptn Swain -> Alright, let's get everyone prepped and ready then. Have medical get setup to handle anything thats thrown at them. We may even up running a mobile hospital. Have the fighter wing ready the Gwens and the shuttles to help provide aid around the planet. Then we'll need to get all the information we can about Caldor. Maryse Dubois -> ::Laughs as she looks over the current data.:: Great job so far. Normally, new transfers don't start right away on a project, let alone two. Rue Wydown -> Medical has been notified. Security is reviewing the packet of information about the planet to make sure we're not walking into some sort of disturbance of the civil nature. Ryan Mesner -> ::glances over the data, mulling:: Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: That would be about par for the course, I suspect. Taryn Castell -> Mmm, we'll I guess I'm not like most new transfers. I have an entire file of experimental ideas and try to keep up on the latest developments from Starfleet Medical. You never know what we're going to happen upon out here and how something unconventional or untested might actually save lives. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::attempting to pull up political assessments:: Taryn Castell -> ::She tilted her head at the alerts coming through on her panel and lifted her data padd. Both of her eyebrows lifted.:: Well, so much for quiet, Doctor. You need to read this. ::Passes her the info on their mission to Caldor.:: Cptn Swain -> ::He sighed:: So much for the quiet little survey mission, eh? Fae -> :: Keeps looking at the engines to make sure nothing is unduly stressed :: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::frowning over the political situation, noting the withdrawal of Dominion powers to a "self-determined" government... with the citizens still trying to decide what that means -- tribal or civilized:: Rue Wydown -> Who's to say the survey mission would have been quiet? ::smirks, standing:: If you'll excuse me, I've got a wee bit to get organized. Is there anything else, Captain? Maryse Dubois -> ::Sighs as she begins reading the change of mission.:: Quiet never seems to fit in our time table... Charlotte Matsumura -> ::passing along that information in a quick secondary report, uploading to Mesner at Tac:: Cptn Swain -> ::Shakes his head, standing:: Not that I know of... Cptn Swain -> Keep me apprised of the situation, and let's have a senior staff meeting this afternoon to go over what we can get from Camelot on this planet. Rue Wydown -> Aye, no problem, sir. ::nods:: Ryan Mesner -> ::raises a brow, looking over the second report:: Taryn Castell -> So... ::She leaned on the counter and clasped her hands together.:: Triage! Do you know how much I love converting cargo bays to triage units? Maryse Dubois -> That's always the fun part. ::Smirks.:: Looks like we may get to use a couple of the support craft as well... Cptn Swain -> ::Motions for her to follow him to the bridge:: Taryn Castell -> L-o-v-e it! It's like we can take over the ship and just rearrange whatever we want because we're saving lives. Oh, are they using the shuttles? That means planet-side medical treatment. Charlotte Matsumura -> ((Taryn? Switch to decaf, hon... ;) )) Maryse Dubois -> ((lol)) Rue Wydown -> ::following Swain, wondering what sort of chaos they're stepping into and hoping it will be a challenging sort:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods.:: Seems that way. Know anyone I could put in charge of setting up a triage unit? ::Devilish grin.:: Fae -> :: Glanses back briefly to see the brass reenter :: Fae -> *glances Cptn Swain -> This is a fairly isolated cluster of star systems, I am assuming we were the only starship in range, but why don't we also find out if anyone else is around just in case we need them. Perhaps one of the alien governments' ships? Taryn Castell -> Mmmm... I shall have to think about that and consider carefully. ::She tapped one hand against her lips as if in thought and then that hand shot into the air.:: Oh! I know. Me! Yes, that will be an excellent way to jump in to the medical operations on this ship and get to know others. Ryan Mesner -> Ooo, multilateral mission, alien babes. Cptn Swain -> ::Pretends not to hear Mesner:: Cptn Swain -> ::Takes his seat:: Cptn Swain -> ::Wydown:: I am sure Tandaris will be heartbroken that he's done all that work on those probes for nothing. Cptn Swain -> << Two minute warning >> Fae -> :: Considers sending a warning message ahead to the alien babes. :: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::having done her good deed for the day -- uploading the info to her chief -- checks the time, and notes that she'd better get some food now, before they arrive, as time to do so later will likely be scarce:: Rue Wydown -> ::raises both brows at Mesner, trying to hide the grin that's threatening to cover her face before she sits down:: Rue Wydown -> Oh. Well. Um. I haven't told him there's been a change of plans yet. ::winces:: Cptn Swain -> I can do it, if you want. Rue Wydown -> Maybe you should tell him? ::playing pass the buck: Cptn Swain -> ::Smirks:: Cptn Swain -> I'll let him know in a little bit. Fae -> I sent him a heads up already. No response. Cptn Swain -> Likely hasn't read it yet. Rue Wydown -> ::learned a long time ago not to get into trouble with Tandy, especially if she wanted hot water occassionally, or a working sonic shower:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Smirks.:: Good. Don't let the cargo ops crews give you any trouble. If you have any problems, see me. Fae -> I would have thought he would have noticed Warp 9.5 Cptn Swain -> Maybe he thinks I have a lead foot? ::Smiles, twirling his ponytail:: Cptn Swain -> ...PAUSE SIM.... Fae -> :: Smiles :: Cptn Swain -> ...PAUSE SIM.... Cptn Swain -> ...PAUSE SIM.... Fae -> :: paused :: Cptn Swain -> Good stuff. Cptn Swain -> So, you have ~choices~ to make. Taryn Castell -> Like whether we can follow a captain that has a ponytail? Cptn Swain -> We can either 1) spend another week in transit or 2) move right along and arrive at Caldor at the start of next week. Cptn Swain -> Hey, Corizon had a ponytail for most of the time he was Captain. Cptn Swain -> Though he also had the Janeway-ever-changing-hairstyle Syndrom. Fae -> I'm ready to arrive. And Fae often has a ponytail too. Taryn Castell -> I choose door number 2. Taryn Castell -> Did I win a bunch of sick people? Maryse Dubois -> lol Cptn Swain -> LOL Taryn Castell -> Because that's what I was hoping to win. Rue Wydown -> Does everyone understand what we'll be doing? Cptn Swain -> Alright, we'll move along to option 2. TBS will be two days. Cptn Swain -> I' Cptn Swain -> I've posted some information about Caldor on the boards. Cptn Swain -> If you have questions, feel free to get in touch with me or Rue through email, IM or grab us in PM on the boards or in chat if you see us. Tandaris Admiran -> Why not? Cptn Swain -> Rue, you have anything else? Tandaris Admiran -> Why not? Rue Wydown -> Nothing else Cptn Swain -> Alrighty then. Cptn Swain -> If you'd be so kind as to dismiss them ;) Rue Wydown -> G'night all! Fae -> So formal.... :D Charlotte Matsumura -> Night, folks! Fae -> Night! Excalibur May 26 2011.txt

Cptn Swain -> Evening Rue Wydown -> Hmmm...wonder where our medical department is tonight Cptn Swain -> Got a text from Tyr... Cptn Swain -> Let me know she'd likely be late. Cptn Swain -> Our Orion has intermittent internet at the moment as well. Cptn Swain -> We can wait a little bit longer for some more peeps if you all want. Rue Wydown -> ::sneaking behind the scenes:: Rue Wydown -> Happy Father's Day to those who it's applicable to. :) Cptn Swain -> Well Cptn Swain -> Let's get started then. Cptn Swain -> MISSION BRIEF: Excalibur continues towards the Endorin system at crusing speed. We're still several days out and everything is going quietly. Cptn Swain -> Questions? Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Fae -> :: At OPS, keeping a general eye on things :: Tandaris Admiran -> ::in engineering, running a test suite on one of the probes he has built:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::there is a sign on the door outside saying, "Warning: Experimental testing in progress. Contents may be warm and/or radioactive." Ryan Mesner -> ::in his office doing paperwork, as there was nothing else to do on this pleasure cruise:: Rue Wydown -> ((What just warm?)) Rue Wydown -> ((There's supposed to be a comma in that sentence)) Cptn Swain -> ::Drinking tea, on the bridge:: Rue Wydown -> ::in the lift, flipping a coin:: Heads or tails, Ms Wydown. Rue Wydown -> ::slaps the coin......well, really it's an old medalian thing her ex-husband gave her supposedly for "luck", once side has engraving, the other side blank....slaps it down on the top of her hand:: Heads. Well, shucks. Going south then. Computer, deck ## Cptn Swain -> Status report, Fae? Fae -> Nothing unusual. Rue Wydown -> ::rolls her right shoulder, still smarting even with medical's lovely care, chuckles to herself as she exits the lift and heads down the corridor:: Fae -> Crusing at seven. Drives look good. Nothing but a few echoes of warp trace on the edge of long range. Fae -> ETA is just under two days. Rue Wydown -> ::pokes her head into main security, hoping not to face her torturers so soon after her last disasterous run, and yet wanted to see how things were running:: Fae -> :: Half turns in her chair to look at the captain. :: Ryan Mesner -> ::Ryan could been seen behind the office glass studiously looking over a padd:: Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: Very good. Rue Wydown -> ::glances at the ceiling and mouths "thank you" before she weaves through security and knocks gentle on the glass to get Mesner's attention:: Fae -> In poorly written holo drama's some minor character would say, 'quiet', pause a bit, then say 'too quiet.' Fae -> :: smiles a bit, then turns her chair back forward :: Cptn Swain -> ::Smirks:: I've learned to expect the unexpected in space. Ryan Mesner -> ::if he was startled by the tapping he didn't show it as he casually glanced up to notice his XO standing outside. After a moment of confusion over why she was here, or what she could want, he waved her in:: Cptn Swain -> Especially when you don't expect it. Fae -> Yah. That happens. Good thing we're expecting it, isn't it? Cptn Swain -> ::Wonders when he turned into talking nonsense despense:: Rue Wydown -> ::pokes her head in cautiously Ryan Mesner at first:: Whotcha. ::she grinned, then stepped just inside the door:: Never seen someone concentrate so hard on something. Cptn Swain -> I am not really expecting anything to be honest. Cptn Swain -> I mean, anything beyond the normals of a deep space survey mission. Cptn Swain -> Why, are you? Fae -> ::Half turns back :: I don't expect any specific thing right now. Have no real reason to. Ryan Mesner -> I'm a work hard, play hard sort of guy. ::he grinned, leaning back into his chair:: What brings you down today Commander? Fae -> But the last several times Excalibur set out on something routine, we seemed to walk into political troubles. Tandaris Admiran -> That's good so far. Bring the input levels up to 75 vbd. Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: Well, you have my asurances, that so long as I am Captain, I will try to keep us out of political trouble. Cptn Swain -> I don't even like to vote, let alone get into politics. Fae -> That would be a pleasent change. Rue Wydown -> ::leans against the doorway:: Just checking to make sure you got settled well enough. How's it been going? Tandaris Admiran -> ::keeps an eye on his tricorder as the probe begins to smoke:: Ooookay. Bring it down. Cptn Swain -> ::Takes a sip of tea:: So, Lieutenant... you're Deltan, yes? Tandaris Admiran -> We'll need to recalibrate the capaciator. ::sniffs:: Wait, no, we'll need to replace the capacitor. Then calibrate it. Properly. Fae -> Irish. Or Boston Irish. Or Mutt. Fae -> No one in North America seems pure bred anything these days, but in Boston it's fashionable to be Irish. Ryan Mesner -> Suprisingly mundane actually. I expected more of the crew to be...wanna-be cowboys. Security has been rather easy to whip into shape. Cptn Swain -> ::Smirks:: Only been a few times. Fae -> Then ye can ardly av eno blarny in ya, no? Cptn Swain -> Earth was never really the playground for me that I think it is for a lot of Cadets. Rue Wydown -> And the rumor about the Marine and Security dust up? Tandaris Admiran -> ::helps a crewman replace the capacitor and then calibrates it:: These units weren't designed for this, of course, but we don't have any of the proper units on hand, and building them would have taken weeks.... Fae -> :: Nods :: For me Boston was home well before Academy. In fact, to most of my tech trak courses in Boston rather than San Francisco. Fae -> (took most) Cptn Swain -> ::noods:: Cptn Swain -> Just something about it seemed... strange. Ryan Mesner -> I wouldn't call it that, simply a mix up in a weapons shipment when we left Mars. ::he smirked:: I didn't know the Major wanted those weapons back so badly. Cptn Swain -> I mean, I grew up on a kind of backwards planet. Cptn Swain -> Low-tech, only what we had to have. Cptn Swain -> I mean, we had an Orrery for heaven's sake. Fae -> :: Small laugh :: Fae -> Don't know that the best of Earth is it's tech. Rue Wydown -> You know Marines and their toys. They don't share well with others. I think they flunked that skill in kindergarten. Fae -> I mean is started as a musician. One can go with a guitar, or you can have a computer make most any noise you want it to make. Fae -> Sometimes I think I should have stayed with the guitar. Cptn Swain -> ::Smiles:: Ryan Mesner -> Well, he should polish those diplomacy skills too. ::he smirked:: I heard most Marines lack that quality as well. Fae -> But learning how about harmonics and signals and whatnot.... Well... Starfleet let's me play with some pretty fancy toys. Fae -> But you still wonder if the guitar isn't close to the core. Rue Wydown -> Did you all get it sorted or am I to expect a ransom notice to be coming across my desk soon? Fae -> What brought you off your homeworld, if I might ask? Cptn Swain -> ::Smiles:: The stars. Fae -> Ah... Cptn Swain -> I used to lay outside in the field on hot summer nights and gaze up into the stars. Cptn Swain -> Counting them for hours. Cptn Swain -> ::Smirks:: Kind of silly, I know. Fae -> Yes. No. Maybe. You can go to a star catalog, but some numbers coming out of computers aren't just the same. Ryan Mesner -> I told him I'd get the weapons back to him, after we had a chance to play with them. Cross training you know. Fae -> The stars sing, you know. Rue Wydown -> Sounds fair. Just don't use the Marines for target pratice Cptn Swain -> Yep. Cptn Swain -> By training, I am astronomer. Ryan Mesner -> Darn, I was working you up to that. Cptn Swain -> My senior thesis at the academy focused on using quasar harmonics for subspace navigation. Rue Wydown -> ::laughs:: Oh that's a way to build shipwide harmony. ::smirks:: Fae -> :: Mild surprise, then a harumph :: It wasn't published widely enough. There are enough loud and unique things out there that there is no excuse for getting lost. Fae -> :: Sighs :: Or does that really only happen in holo dramas? Fae -> Have you ever really listened to the harmonics? Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: Ryan Mesner -> ::shrugs:: They all hang out in their barracks wearing "members only" jackets anyway, I don't think we'd be losing much. Fae -> That's part of how I ended up out here. Music in the sky. Long time, tried to feed the songs of the stars into a synthisizer and make music that one can listen to. Fae -> I guess it's an aquired taste. People have gotten further with whale song. Cptn Swain -> ::Smirks:: Cptn Swain -> << two minute warning >> Rue Wydown -> I bet they feel the same way about us sometimes. ::pushes away from the door:: At any rate, is there anything else you need or, ehm, negotate personnel wise? ::has a mental note of Marines in Member's Only jackets running willy nilly on the holodeck while the security team uses them as target pratice and it's hard for her to keep a straight face:: Fae -> Anyway, got into the habit of turning any sort of signal I run into to a sound file, and just listening to it. Sometimes it's helpful. Other times, not so much. Ryan Mesner -> Oh no, I think I can handle myself. ::he smiled:: Besides, I wouldn't want you to think badly of me...this early. Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Fae -> :: paused :: Cptn Swain -> Thank you all for coming tonight :/ Rue Wydown -> :D Cptn Swain -> Hopefully next week we'll have the whole crew here. Cptn Swain -> And we can ... you know... Cptn Swain -> Move things along. Cptn Swain -> Have a good night! Fae -> Night! Rue Wydown -> G'night folks :) Excalibur June 19 2011.txt

MISSION BRIEF: Excalibur has spent the last six days quietly voyaging to Avalon and has docked at Camelot Station, finding it albeit busy, much is it was left. One the local systems who have an independent government, the Tetchi, are currently celebrating a spring festival with the blessing of the station command team. The commercial decks looks something like a Cherry Blossom Festival on Earth. We pick with us having completed docking maneuvers. Excalibur June 5 2011.txt

Hello all! Here's a copy of our chat log. Enjoy! Cptn Swain -> MISSION BRIEF: The Excalibur has taken aboard a number of new crew, including a new Captain. Orders have been cut to dispatch Excalibur and crew back to the Gamma Quadrant, and the word has came down that we'll be leaving Earth soon, though not all the new crew are aboard yet, as we need to stop by both Mars and DS9 before leave. At Mars we will be picking up replacement fighters for our older models (same classes, new ships though.) Cptn Swain -> As an OOC note, Taryn and Ryan are our "newest" additions. Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Maryse Dubois -> ::Finally entering sickbay for the first time since she had returned. She was pleased that it had been maintained.:: Rue Wydown -> ::chewing on her writing stylus:: And whot exactly was that move called again? Ryan Mesner -> ::in a shuttle flying about Excalibur above the Earth. Sure, he could have used the transporters which were faster and more efficient, but if Starfleet was really going to drag him from the academy and force him on this ship well, he damn sure was going to waste someones time, at the very least:: Rue Wydown -> ::wondering if she's too old to be taught new tricks at this point, was always better at throwing a punch without thinking about where it was to land rather than planning things out in advance:: Ryan Mesner -> ::not to mention he'd had extensive experience on an Akira class, and had no real need for the visual. He supposed it'd give his department time to prepare for his arrival...if they wre preparing at all:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Tsuki -- middle punch. Maryse Dubois -> ::Walks around the bright room, noticing that for the most part, her medical staff was intact.:: Rue Wydown -> ::in the gym, watching her instructor tenatively. This was Rue's idea afterall. Trying to learn more self-defense in addition to her command classes:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::nods to Rue:: Come and try it again. Cptn Swain -> ::Steps onto the bridge, tucking his arms behind his back:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::hanging out on the bridge, slightly uncomfortably and rather inconspicuous, waiting to get a glimpse of this hypothetical Captain Swain:: Rue Wydown -> ::scribbles it down, then sets the PADD down, deep breath:: It's good that I don't mind making a fool out of myself, aye? ::sheepish grin, stepping forward:: Charlotte Matsumura -> We all do, in the beginning. ::wry smile:: Taryn Castell -> ::Taryn stepped out of her quarters in high spirits, feeling quite pleased with her latest transfer. Her belongings had already been brought aboard and she'd settled in to her quarters as best she could at the moment. There was still some decorating to be done, but she was anxious to get to medical and see the layout for herself.:: Rue Wydown -> ::exhales, then does a slow version of the punch, trying to see if she's got the form right:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::nods:: Better. ::looks down at Rue's feet, moving and kneeling beside her:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Kneel on your back leg. Ryan Mesner -> ::the shuttle makes a call to Excalibur for landing clearance:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::has not actually taken a seat at the engineering station, which is being tended to by another crewperson, but is rather hovering near the dedication plaque, out of the way:: Rue Wydown -> ::shifts, taking a knee:: How the heck do you remember all of this? Charlotte Matsumura -> ::makes a fist and drops it behind the front heel at almost a 45 degree angle, measuring the distance between the back knee and the heel:: Charlotte Matsumura -> I grew up in the dojo. Papa started my training at a very young age. Taryn Castell -> ::She'd memorized the layout of the ship when she first learned that her transfer had come through, so she had little trouble remembering what deck to select in the turbolift. She stepped out a few moments later and walked to medical, making an effort to take in the details of the ship instead of simply rushing to her destination.:: Laarell -> ::heads out to Science:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::taps on her foot:: Bring your foot back about an inch. Tandaris Admiran -> ::is pleased the Bridge now lacks that "new dog smell":: Rue Wydown -> So this is second nature to you. ::inches that foot back a little:: Ryan Mesner -> ::clearance given, the shuttle made its approach to Excal's shuttle bay, touching down soon after:: Cptn Swain -> ::He found the bridge to be surpisingly devoid of life as people continued to settle in and the junior officers prepped the Excalibur to leave orbit. The juniors were still at attention when he remembered to tell them as they were, everyone, it seemed, wanted to impress the new Captain.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::nods, smiling slightly:: It was one way to be close to my father. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::satisfied with the distance now in Rue's stance, rises to her own feet:: When you go into front stance, until you are accustomed to it, you should check your distance. Ryan Mesner -> ::stepping out of the shuttle, he glanced around the bay...to no one:: You've got to be kidding me. Rue Wydown -> And how long does it take for the rest of us to make this second nature ::pauses:: That feels weird. Charlotte Matsumura -> T'is a bit. Charlotte Matsumura -> You can stand now. Maryse Dubois -> ::Pokes her head in a few of the rooms branched off from main sickbay. She just wanted to make sure everything was in order.:: Rue Wydown -> ::standing up:: Thanks. Cptn Swain -> Jensen> ::nods, nervous about the new Captain and what kind of protocals he might want:: We're just finishing tying up the loose ends. Taryn Castell -> ::Upon entering sickbay, she paused for a moment just inside the door, blue eyes taking in the pristine and well-equipped department that she'd be serving in for the next stage of her career.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> As for second nature... it takes a few years, I'd say. Charlotte Matsumura -> Unless you're accustomed to martial arts from the beginning. Rue Wydown -> Been more of a brawler me self, so this might take decades. Ryan Mesner -> ::frowning as he stood in the empty bay. He had intended to go to security next, but now he didn't want to see any of them. Might as well go introduce yourself to the Captain, he supposed:: Laarell -> ::not finding much too different in Science, heads for the lift:: Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: Send out the all call. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::chuckles:: You'd be surprised. The mechanics are similar, just applied in a more refined, more efficient manner. Charlotte Matsumura -> Now... show me a reverse punch -- gyaku tsuki. Tandaris Admiran -> ::discreetly watches Swain in his peripheral vision as he studies the dedication plaque:: Cptn Swain -> Jensen> ::nods:: Aye, Captain. Maryse Dubois -> ::Stops just short of her office, when she hears the door to sickbay open. She sighed when she thought someone had already gone and hurt themselves, but when she walked into main sickbay, she was a little surprised to see a young blonde woman in the door. From the look of her blue uniform, she must have been one of the new officers.:: Cptn Swain -> ::Catches Tandaris out of the corner of his eye:: Ah, Commander Admiran. Rue Wydown -> ::resisting the urge to write that down:: Here we go. ::shows the punch, a little bit off kilter in the process:: Maryse Dubois -> ::She smiles as she walks closer to the newcomer, seeing she was a Lt.:: Hello, I'm Dr. Dubois Tandaris Admiran -> ::is apparently not discreet enough:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Easy... Watch the width of your stance. Ryan Mesner -> ::enters a TL after a brief walk:: Bridge. Tandaris Admiran -> ::turns around, looking Swain up and down:: You would be Captain Swain. Cptn Swain -> ::Walks over, extending a hand:: Glad to finally meet you. Rue Wydown -> ((Those spots aren't true cammo are they?)) Charlotte Matsumura -> ::gives a slight smile:: And make sure the punch comes off the hip. ::drops into front stance and demonstrates herself:: Cptn Swain -> I read you file... ::he smiled, slightly:: ... rather interesting. Maryse Dubois -> ((lol)) Charlotte Matsumura -> ::with the fist facing up, then rotating as she extends past half way:: Charlotte Matsumura -> The extra torque will help with the impact... and pushing from the hip provides more power. Cptn Swain -> Jensen> ::Meanwhile, sends out an all call to all crew that they should report back to Excalibur ASAP for duty stations.:: Rue Wydown -> ::chews on her lip in concentration, tries to mirror the motions of Matsumura:: Taryn Castell -> ::Taryn immediately broke into a smile and offered her hand in greeting.:: Doctor Dubois, such a pleasure to meet you. I'm Lieutenant Taryn Castell, your newest addition. Ryan Mesner -> ::exiting onto the bridge, he noted Swain talking to the rumored crazy Trill engineer:: Cptn Swain -> ::Gives him a disarming grin.:: Though from the sound of it, I couldn't ask for a better CENG. Cptn Swain -> I am pretty sure you're all crazy. Charlotte Matsumura -> Much better. ::goes back to her normal stance:: Cptn Swain -> I mean who wants to work 5 meters from a mater/anti-mater annihilation and isn't, right? Tandaris Admiran -> ::shakes the hand:: Yes, we are. We have to be, what with all the demands our captains place on us. Charlotte Matsumura -> Saved by the bell. ::grins:: Ryan Mesner -> ::taking a chance to glance around the bridge. The carpet was nice at least:: Tandaris Admiran -> Though I have read _your_ file, and it will be interesting to have a scientist instead of a warrior in charge. Rue Wydown -> Yes, I'm sure you're relieved. ::smirks, grabbing a towel and her PADD:: Thank you again, Ms Matsumura. ::bows to her as she was taught:: Cptn Swain -> ::Grins:: I try to let you all do the technical work and stay out of your hair. I only ask that you keep us running. Maryse Dubois -> ::Shook Taryn's hand.:: Yes, I knew I was expecting new staff, but forgive me. I had yet to recieve any details. ::Releases the hand and puts her own in her coat pockets.:: Tell me Doctor, is it? What is your training and specialty? Cptn Swain -> ::Sees the other new face and the pips:: Ah! You must be Lieutenant Commander Messner. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::returns the bow:: Dou itashi ma######e. Cptn Swain -> ::Waves him over:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::watches as Swain greets the newcomer:: Cptn Swain -> Jensen> ::glancing from one junior to the other, deciding that Swain was decidely not Corizon.:: Ryan Mesner -> ::walks over:: Well, aren't you the chipper one. Rue Wydown -> Whotcha. ::grins, does a half skip and heads out of the gym to go change:: Ryan Mesner -> ::slightly suprised, then again Science Captains always were more chatty:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::chuckles, shaking her head as the XO skips out -- literally:: Cptn Swain -> ::Smirks:: My Ex-oh on the Cassini hated me in the mornings... Charlotte Matsumura -> ::reaches over, grabbing her towel and tossing it over her shoulder:: Cptn Swain -> Commander Admiran, this is Commander ... Ryan, right? Ryan Messner. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::steps off the mats, into her shoes, and shuffles out of the gym, heading to her quarters to change:: Cptn Swain -> He's our new chief of security. Ryan Mesner -> You must be the crazy Trill. ::extends his hand:: Rue Wydown -> ::dabbing at the back of her neck as she enters the lift:: Deck ## ::tucking the PADD under her arm:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::stepping into the lift and stepping out again a few seconds later, on the appropriate deck:: Taryn Castell -> I'm sure my file is on the way. If not, I have a copy in my quarters that I could send you. I studied at the Academy, of course, and Starfleet Medical school. I completed my internship on the USS Hawthorne under Doctor Rosson. I just transferred from the USS Northern, having served two years there in medical. In the academy, I specialized in genetics as well as biology of non-Terran species. Laarell -> ::heads out onto the Bridge:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::again with the hand shaking:: Word gets around, I see. Ryan Mesner -> I like to be prepared...::he trailed off, observing Laarell as she entered. This might not be such a bad posting after all:: Cptn Swain -> ::Smirks:: Apparently this ship has got something of a reputation for crazy. Tandaris Admiran -> ::glances at Messner's uniform:: You'd be ... the new chief of security? Cptn Swain -> Ah... ::he said, noticing the green one:: Cptn Swain -> ::Waves her over:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::very visibly NOT noticing Laarell:: Laarell -> ::Like always, the scientist was mostly in her own little world, and had missed the facts that A) the new captain was already aboard, and B) the rest of the senior staff was doing a welcome party:: Rue Wydown -> ::changes back into her uniform, tucking her hair back into a more appriopriate duty 'do and then ducks out her quarters and heads to the lift:: Cptn Swain -> You must be Commander Teykier. Laarell -> ::blinks:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Perks up a little at the mention of genetics.:: Really? I suppose if you weren't already aware, pretty much my entire family are geneticists. Ryan Mesner -> Yes...yes...Chief of Security. Ryan Mesner -> ::still watching the green one:: Cptn Swain -> Jensen> ::Sitting at the OPS console, doing one of those... 'Oh God' faces behind the senior officers backs, wondering when Fae would relieve him.:: Laarell -> ::heads towards the group, not bothering to not notice Tandaris, and just doesn't address him, and gives Swain a dazzling smile:: The one and only. You must be the new see-oh. Taryn Castell -> ::She grinned.:: Why do you think I requested to be transferred? My last CMO was crazy about infectious diseases. While I found the study of them fascinating, I much prefer genetics and their quirks. Laarell -> I hope these boys didn't beat me to welcoming you aboard. ::offers a hand:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::slight downward quirk of the mouth at the "I pronounce letters out loud" thing:: Cptn Swain -> ::Swain grinned mischievously:: No, I just like to play Captain. I escaped from a mental ward. Rue Wydown -> No, no, no, and did I mention no. ::to the ensign who's stopped her in the corridor about a shift change:: Talk to your chief first. Then if you can't work it out....well....live with it. :;smirks, watching the lift doors close:: Bridge. Ryan Mesner -> They're usually the best actors. Tandaris Admiran -> Ensign White> ::calling as the doors close:: But mine's the crazy one!! Laarell -> You wear the pips well for someone who's usually in a straitjacket. ::glances at Mesner:: And you are... ::questioning eyebrow raise:: Cptn Swain -> Jensen> ::Oh boy, he's a comedian.:: Cptn Swain -> ::Smirks:: Rue Wydown -> ::popping out on the bridge, sliding off the matrial arts lesson off her screen and moves the duty roster bit on:: Ryan Mesner -> Ryan Mesner, Chief of Security. ::he extended his hand:: A pleasure. Maryse Dubois -> ::Smiles.:: Well I may let you look at a few of my families case studies. My father and sister have been working on a couple interesting projects. But for the time being, feel free to get aquainted with your surroundings. From what I understand we won't actually be hard at work till we leave DS9 Charlotte Matsumura -> ::in her quarters, having taken a quick shower, steps into a clean uniform for the first time since wrapping up her depositions and formal functions:: Cptn Swain -> ::Glances:: Ah, Commander Wydown. Rue Wydown -> Sorry Charlotte Matsumura -> ::finishes dressing, pulling on her boots, and stands before the full length:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::frowning a bit at her reflection, still not quite sure how to feel about being back in uniform after this latest fiasco:: Rue Wydown -> Sorry, Capt'n. I haven't mastered the superhero clothing change. ::toothy grin:: Security lesson. ::jerks a thumb at the lift to explain her tardiness:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::or at least in uniform aboard Excalibur after the latest fiasco:: Maryse Dubois -> But at the moment, I need to take my leave. I understand the new captain is on board. I need to make my introductions. Laarell -> ::Mesner:: Welcome aboard to you too. ::smiles back at Swain again:: We're just getting all the new faces today. Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: No problem. Mister Jensen seems to have everything well in hand. Cptn Swain -> Jensen> ::Oh god, he knew his name.:: Taryn Castell -> I would be delighted. I've already read all the published works that your parents have put out there. ::She nodded, glancing about sickbay.:: Oh, I completely understand. I hope to get up to the bridge sometime to see it. Cptn Swain -> ::Makes his way over to the CO chair.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::straightens, putting on her "duty" personna, and heads out of her quarters to make the all-hands meeting:: Taryn Castell -> I hear that Captain Swain is very friendly. Rue Wydown -> ::quick glance around, notes Tandy, Laarell, Jensen, Swain and New Guy, raises a brow:: Cptn Swain -> Ah, yes. This is Commander Messner, Rue. Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods, stepping out of the doors.:: Yes, so I've heard. I will catch back up with you later, if you have any questions. ::Exits and goes to the TL.:: Ryan Mesner -> Hi. Charlotte Matsumura -> (( magic-edit... ::heads out of quarters toward main security:: )) Rue Wydown -> Whotcha, Mr Mesner ::grins, nods:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::steps into the lift, and waits as the doors close... then part a few seconds later:: Tandaris Admiran -> CO Chair> ::has been vacuumed since last used by Corizon:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Takes the TL up and steps out onto the bridge, noticing most everyone is here.:: Laarell -> CO Chair> ::and lint-rolled:: Taryn Castell -> ::Alone in sickbay, Taryn smiled.:: Laarell -> ::Nobody likes dog-fur on their fresh-pressed uniforms.:: Cptn Swain -> Jensen> ::Hopes that the senior staff don't make a habit of being on the bridge once the newness of Swain wore off:: Charlotte Matsumura -> (( did they find the squeaky toys, too? )) Tandaris Admiran -> ((They're still looking for the ones he buried in the aboretum.)) Charlotte Matsumura -> ((LOL... And those cornstarch bones -- murder to get out of the carpet. )) Ryan Mesner -> ::looks around:: Well, if there's no objections I need to stop by my department, and sickbay so they know I'm not contagious. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::steps into main security and pauses:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::eyes drift toward the CSEC's office, and she swallows:: Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::shakes her head, and makes her way to the watch desk:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Hears mention of sickbay and looks at Ryan as she steps away from the TL doors.:: I would certainly hope not. Cptn Swain -> Of course Mister Mesner. Cptn Swain -> ::Wydown:: I want to get going to Mars as soon as we can. Cptn Swain -> ::Admiran:: I assume everything is good to go in Engineering? Rue Wydown -> Aye sir. ::glances at Jensen:: Can we confirm all hands are on board? Taryn Castell -> So many shiny new things. ::She had her hands together beneath her chin, fingers drumming against each other.:: Where to begin? Charlotte Matsumura -> ::smiling to the watch officer, moves to an unused terminal and logs in to check status:: Cptn Swain -> Jensen> ::Really want to know when Fae was going to relieve him, checks quickly:: Yes, Commander. Everyone reports aboard. Rue Wydown -> ((Shiiiiiiiiiiiney)) Charlotte Matsumura -> ::notes that the new CSEC has reported for duty, and checked in his records:: Ryan Mesner -> ::steps into the TL, sending it to the customary deck 14:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::Swain:: At this point, we can only go downhill. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::pulls up his short dossier, scanning it:: Cptn Swain -> ::Except for one of the juniors who owed him a drink or three and could find his own way to Mars: Cptn Swain -> Jensen>* Rue Wydown -> Then notify SFHQ, request permission to disembark the station and prepare to get underway. Laarell -> ::Laarell took her seat at Science, relieving the Horta, and activated the console:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::muttering to herself:: Tactician... not a strategist... Cptn Swain -> Jensen> ::nods:: Laarell -> ::And kept an eye on Swain, evaluating him:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Watches as the new guy blows by her and disappears into the TL.:: Nice guy... ::Sees Tandy and Rue with who she can only guess in the new captain.:: Cptn Swain -> ::Glances to Admiran:: Are all engineers so pessimistic once they get older? Charlotte Matsumura -> ::still muttering to herself as she reads:: Taught at the Academy... Laarell -> ::Swain was no Corizon, that was for certain.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::finishes the bio, glancing at the education and service history, then closes it down:: Tandaris Admiran -> I've never met one as old as I am.... Charlotte Matsumura -> ::pursing her lips:: Cptn Swain -> ::Settles into the CO chair:: Laarell -> ::And that fact suited Laarell just fine.:: Taryn Castell -> ::She began to explore sickbay in earnest, discovering for herself where the supplies were kept and all the best drugs as well as the emergency medical equipment for those times when emergency medical equipment were needed. She also stuck her head into the surgical suite to have a look.:: Spotless. Check. Ryan Mesner -> ::strolls into security, quietly observing the sad sack of officers he was going to be in charge of:: Rue Wydown -> :::sly glance at Tandy, then goes back to her own duties here:: <q>And off into the dark night we go. ::grins:: Cptn Swain -> My first chief on the Cassini was a Go Cptn Swain -> Go'Lan.. Charlotte Matsumura -> (( Oi! )) Charlotte Matsumura -> (( Yer no prize yerself! )) Cptn Swain -> ::Snorts:: I think he was a teenager with they founded the Federation. Charlotte Matsumura -> (( ::chuckles:: )) Cptn Swain -> ::He was only partially joking:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Casually walks over to Swain, Rue, and Tandy.:: Taryn Castell -> ::Back in sickbay proper, she hopped up on one of the biobeds to test it out the feel. Laying down on it, she looked upside down at the control panel at her head and pressed the diagnostic sequence to run a scan on herself. When it was completed, she sat up and turned to study the results.:: Your heart rate is slightly accelerated, Taryn. Perhaps you are a bit too excited. Tandaris Admiran -> ::laughs:: Well, with Corizon, I learned to plan for the worst and expect even more than that.... Charlotte Matsumura -> ::having reviewed the info on their incoming CSEC, pulls up the logs, seeing what the security details have been up to in her absence:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::her back to the entrance to main security:: Laarell -> ::carefully regarding her scans so it looked less like she was studying the new CO like a lab specimen:: Cptn Swain -> ::Deadpan:: I think the only thing your former and commander I share in common is a hairstyle. Laarell -> ::Oh look, Earth was nice and safe and had no interesting stellar phenomena nearby!:: Cptn Swain -> ::turns:: You must be Dr. DuBois. Ryan Mesner -> So, you're supposed to be my number 2 then. ::he said, suddenly behind Charlotte:: Laarell -> ::And Jupiter was still a gas giant.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::gives a slight start, turning:: Ryan Mesner -> ((But, was pluto still a planet?)) Charlotte Matsumura -> ::stands:: Laarell -> ::discretely, reading through his biography on the other monitor, had been a little too busy to do that:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Smiles, looking down at her lab coat.:: Am I that obvious? ::Nods.:: Captain, nice to meet you. Rue Wydown -> ::half-listening to Swain and Admiran sharing comments while she's giving orders to Jensen to get underway and what not:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Perhaps assisstant might be a better term. Number two has such...horrid...connotations. Ryan Mesner -> Lieutenant Commander Ryan Mesner. ::he stated:: Though you already know that. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::has apparently been around The Boys a little too much...:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::nods, extending her hand:: Charlotte Matsumura. Charlotte Matsumura -> And I do... but introductions are part of the process, aren't they? ::slightly lopsided smile:: Ryan Mesner -> ::shakes it:: Assisstant is such a marginalizing word though. Laarell -> ::Soo, the new captain was human. That was a switch. A colonial, sure, so might have the "'must prove that I'm just as good as a terran-bred human" syndrome, but human nonetheless.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Then we'll just have to find an amicable solution. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::eyes flicker slightly as she tries to measure up the new CSEC:: Cptn Swain -> ::Nods:: Nice to meet you. I was going to come down once we'd gotten underway. Laarell -> ::And a nice, science background. That was rather nice.:: Ryan Mesner -> Make that your priority of the day. I can't have us all awkwardly trying to figure out what to consider each other. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::chuckles:: How about Commander Mesner and Lieutenant Matsumura? Cptn Swain -> I am sure my old CMO has already told you lies about me. Ryan Mesner -> Wordy...but it will work for now. Maryse Dubois -> Yes please do. That a way I don't have to hunt anyone down. ::Grins.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Unless you have a horribly inappropriate nick name you care to share? But I thought that might wait till we knew each other better. Laarell -> ::Reading through his list of science internships, she was rather impressed.:: Taryn Castell -> I should have brought my lab coat. ::She missed her pockets. She cleared her scans from the biomonitor and continued her circuit of sickbay, sticking her head into Maryse's office.:: One day, Taryn. You too shall have an office with a real desk. Maryse Dubois -> Actually, no... I unfortunately wasn't able to get in contact with your old doctor. But I'm sure it'd be interesting to find out. Cptn Swain -> ::Smirking:: Whatever he says. its all lies/ Laarell -> ::Curiously, she tabbed back through the bio. Not married, either, and no noted children. Hmm.:: Ryan Mesner -> Uh, no thank you. You learn from your teachers first day of high school not allow yourself a nickname. Laarell -> ::'X'ing out of his biography, before gods forbid he came over to look at the console or something, she made herself actually do something productive and pulled up the sci-supply manifests:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Which means you have at least one. ::wry grin:: Ryan Mesner -> ::leans in, whispering:: I had a teacher with one testicle we called Sterile Daryl. Cptn Swain -> ::Wydown:: If we have clearence, let's get underway. ::Grins:: I assume you've piloted a ship out of space dock? Charlotte Matsumura -> ::laughs, catching herself:: Brilliant... just brilliant. Ryan Mesner -> So, we'll see if your worthy that knowledge. ::he smirked:: Rue Wydown -> I've given the instructions, but I leave the flying to the professionals. Unless you'd like to have to request a new paint job this earlier in the tour? ::smirks:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Smiles.:: I'm sure they are. But if you'll excuse me, Captain. I'm sure new officers might be flocking to sickbay for their exams. I have a new myself, who might allready be hatching plans to get my office. Charlotte Matsumura -> Plenty of time... its a long trip back to Camelot. Charlotte Matsumura -> Have to see how you are at "I Spy..." ::smirks:: Cptn Swain -> ::Smirks:: How about you give the instructions to to take us out then? Ryan Mesner -> ::Chuckles:: I might just be liking you Matsumura. Cptn Swain -> ::Nods to DuBois:: Charlotte Matsumura -> And you might be okay yerself, Mr. Mesner. ::grins, dropping a bit Cockney:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Takes her leave and grabs a TL back down to sickbay level:: Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Maryse Dubois -> ::paused:: LeftEar JoNs -> (::applauds!::) Rue Wydown -> Nicely done tonight Cptn Swain -> Yup. Cptn Swain -> Good work. Cptn Swain -> Next week we'll move abit ahead. Cptn Swain -> Finshed at Mars or already at DS9, your choice gang? Laarell -> DS9 Ryan Mesner -> DS9 Maryse Dubois -> ditto Cptn Swain -> Anyone else? Rue Wydown -> I have no preference :) Tandaris Admiran -> DS9 Cptn Swain -> Alrighty, DS9 it is. Tandaris Admiran -> Is Quark still around on DS9 these days? Cptn Swain -> We'll be pulling into DS9 when start next week, so, with the layover at Mars for shuttle loading... Cptn Swain -> Prolly. Cptn Swain -> And then travel time to DS9... Cptn Swain -> TBS 9 days. Cptn Swain -> I think it's like a 5 day trip to DS9 itself. Cptn Swain -> I'd have to look that up. Cptn Swain -> Not that it was ever consistent. Tandaris Admiran -> Poor sod who replaced Odo ... Tandaris Admiran -> Quark must be running rings around him. Rue Wydown -> As long as we don't break the speed limit. Cptn Swain -> Heh. Tandaris Admiran -> Then we'd all turn into super-evolved lizards, Rue. Cptn Swain -> Alright, everyone have a good week. Tandaris Admiran -> And no one wants that. No one. :P Taryn Castell -> Or Wesley Crusher. Ryan Mesner -> Gotta jet guys, night. Cptn Swain -> If you have questions, pop me an email. Charlotte Matsumura -> Wait... isn't that in Blackrock? The evolved... Nevermind. Charlotte Matsumura -> ;) Rue Wydown -> Ooooooooh super-evolved lizards. Can I breath fire? Cptn Swain -> No. Rue Wydown -> Durn Charlotte Matsumura -> No... these shoot black, evil, shadowy stuff instead. Taryn Castell -> Only if promise to toast my marshmallows. Tandaris Admiran -> No. You just get to make things Incredibly Awkward. Cptn Swain -> By making super evolved lizard children with the Captain Taryn Castell -> Mmmmm.... smores. Cptn Swain -> that you leave on the planet Rue Wydown -> I think breathing fire would be great. Espeically when one wants to make s'mores Taryn Castell -> Oooey gooey. Maryse Dubois -> night night Taryn Castell -> You're killing me, Smalls. Charlotte Matsumura -> You're killing me, Alice. Taryn Castell -> You're killing me, Dave. LeftEar JoNs -> Night Captain, Commander, thanks for letting me visit. Night crew, all! Rue Wydown -> We're not crazy. We're just a little south of normal. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::laughs:: Taryn Castell -> Night all. See you next week. Taryn Castell -> :D Charlotte Matsumura -> Night, folks Taryn Castell -> *smooches* Rue Wydown -> See ya'll next week :D Excalibur May 15 2011.txt

Hey all, Attached and below is our chat log. Enjoy! Cptn Swain -> Mission Brief: Corizon has retired, sparing the crew from having to go through further investigations; however most of the crew who participated in the mission into the Neutral Zone have recieved demerits in their files. With the matter mostly settled, new orders have came in for everyone. Some will be leaving Excalibur, while others will be returning. No official word has come down, however, regarding who will be commanding the Excalibur. Cptn Swain -> Questions? Tandaris Admiran -> Are we supposed to be any where in particular? Cptn Swain -> Not in particular, no. If you are returning to Excalibur, your characters would know and would have been given 24-48 hours to report back to Excalibur. Cptn Swain -> This also means that if you're bringing a new character aboard, they would have likely also recieved that notification by now as well. Cptn Swain -> Though whether or not we pick them up at Earth not is your decision. Cptn Swain -> Anyone else? Cptn Swain -> Alright if there's nothing else. Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM Mark Garrison -> ::Mark sat in his office on Excalibur, which was stripped bare of any personal touches of its occupant, preparing and filing several padds:: Rue Wydown -> :sitting in the pub for a bit relieved that the inquiry is over with, not sure if she's happy or unhappy that the Captain gets to retire and she ends up with a slap on the wrist:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::keys the entry into her quarters, pausing as the doors part and stepping in:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::making his way back aboard Excalibur, with Kersia, having gone on the 10-slip tour of Earth:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::stands there as the doors close behind her, sighing as she looks over the familiar surroundings:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::is not at all sure she's glad to be back:: Major Cloud -> ::Disembarking from his transport back onto the Excalibur, happy to have recieved his reassignment orders and even happier that they returned him to the Excalibur. He was going to miss Corizon, he felt, but everything changed and there was little he could do about it:: Fae -> :: Reentering her own quarters, bearing guitar. Slightly unstable on her feet after a long night in Boston area. :: Rue Wydown -> ::glancing at her chrono, is supposed to catch her ride back to the ship shortly:: Rue Wydown -> ::slids the credits over to the bartender then heads out, bumping into, of all people, her ex......again::: Whotcha. Fae -> :: carefully get guitar secured. :: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::grimacing, tossing her duffel onto the sofa:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Walking down the corridrs of the ship, feeling a little bittersweet that she's back.:: Mark Garrison -> ::leaving the padds neatly stacked on a corner of the desk, he stood, studiously placing the chair back proper. Looking around the room produced a small frown. He never liked this office, but still, it was his office:: Rue Wydown -> Clay>Sorry I'm late, was in a meeting. ::exhales heavily enough that his bangs blow up out of his face:: Please don't threaten my privates. ::smirks, offering her his arm:: Victria -> ::Victria stood in the doorway of Mark's office, leaning on the frame.:: It looks a bit barren in here. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::glances at the chrono, can't bear putting on her uniform yet... decides she's going to wander:: Laarell -> ::heading for her quarters, having just returned to the ship:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::enters Excalibur through an airlock:: Surreal. Rue Wydown -> ::hesitates, then slips her hand into the crook of his arm, motions down the road:: To the transporter station, lad. ::looking for a point of conversation, feeling a bit ackward:: So how bad is the fall out on your end? Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> Hmm? What was that? Mark Garrison -> ::he glanced back to make eye contact:: I hadn't realized I had put so much stuff in here. When I took Segami's position...I left this office entirely bare. I didn't intend to imediatly wash away his presence, but somehow I managed to collect a lot of junk in two years. Tandaris Admiran -> What? Oh, nothing. Just feels a little weird, always coming back here every time I prepare to leave it for good. It's like this ship has some kind of hold over me. I thought maybe, with Corizon gone, I'd feel easier about leaving ... but no. Mark Garrison -> ::he smirked slightly, walking out with Victria, locking the door behind him:: Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> Any word on who will be replacing him? Fae -> @ :: Considers a pill to make her fully awake and aware. Finds a mirror. Makes an ugly face in the mirror. :: Rue Wydown -> Clay>Def Con 2. Could have been 3, but Neil decided to tell Charles he was being a snot. ::strolling along, feeling a bit odd himself:: Victria -> So... you decided your next course of action, then? ::She pushed off the wall, watching him.:: Tandaris Admiran -> Not that I've heard. If they're smart, they'll stick us with someone _they_ trust to keep an eye on those of us who went along with Corizon's plan and haven't been reassigned. Major Cloud -> ::Find the Marine Barracks buzzing with life as new crew had started to shuffle in and they were doing their best to impress. He smirked with no small sense of amusement as they went to hard attention as he walked in. Deciding to let them stay that way for a while he continued walking:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::wanders down the corridor, hands behind her back, trying to figure how things have shifted:: Tandaris Admiran -> I'm surprised they didn't break up the crew entirely. _Someone_ in Starfleet must be worried.... Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> ::as they enter a TL:: What do you mean? Mark Garrison -> Not entirely yet. I have to be at Fleet HQ tomorrow morning to finallize my resignation papers. They're not entirely happy at the last second-ness of this, but after what they put this ship through they can take it. Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Wydown gets a message from Starfleet HW, High Priority. Mark Garrison -> As for after that...I don't really have much of a plan formed yet. ::he grinned this time, a rather satisfied grin infact:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Continues her walk, noticing many new faces, and not so many old. Makes her frown a little, even as she tries to be friendly.:: Laarell -> ::heads into her quarters:: Victria -> ::She lifted a brow, but said nothing, only nodding.:: Where are you going now? Your quarters? Victria -> Or have you already removed your belongings? Tandaris Admiran -> ::TL:: Main engineering. ::Kersia:: It's simple, really: it doesn't make sense to keep us together. We're liable to go and do something like this again, even under a new captain's thumb. Fae -> :: sits down at her console, logs in read only access to OPS functions, and reviews the state of the ship and stores. :: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::lips drawn to a line as she continues down the corridors, not really sure where she's going to end up:: Rue Wydown -> ::looking at the door of the building:: Well, Mr Wydown. Looks like this is my stop? Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> Which means Starfleet is more worried about something out there than about what's going on in here. Rue Wydown -> Clay>::blinks:: Well, that was fast. Mark Garrison -> Everything but the few items I didn't trust to the movers. ::they turned into a turbolift:: Deck 7. Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Corizon's RR and Quarters have been completed cleaned out. However, in the quarters of each of the senior staff, there was a bottle of expensive Taur'la Whiskey with a hand calligraphied note attached from Corizon wishing them well and good luck. Tandaris Admiran -> Exactly. We may be an annoyance to Command, but we know the Gamma Quadrant, and we know each other. Starfleet isn't about to discard that type of experience. Mark Garrison -> Oh, ::he remembered, looking to her:: I did have one favor to ask you. Victria -> ::She leaned against the wall in the lift, gazing at him. When the doors closed, she raised a brow.:: Yes? Rue Wydown -> Time flies when you're in trouble. ::gives him a peck on the cheek:: I'll check in with you a bit later, yes? Mark Garrison -> Be nice to my replacement while your here, he doesn't know what he's getting into. ::he gave her a knowing smile as the TL door opened, puting them in generic hallways again:: Rue Wydown -> Clay>Yeah, take care of yourself. ::gives her nose a little tap with his finger:: Don't forget to write home once in a while. ::smirks:: Victria -> Do you know who your replacement is going to be? ::Glancing sidelong at him as they walked the corridor.:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::exits the TL:: It will be interesting to see who stays and who goes. Rue Wydown -> ::gives him another peck then enters:: Whotcha chief. Going up, please. ::stepping up on the pad:: Excalibur, please. Tandaris Admiran -> ::neither of them mentions what they both know Tandaris is pondering--whether Laarell was staying:: Mark Garrison -> No clue. Not entirely sure who they'd pull at such a short notice. ::reaching the doors to his quarters, he punched in the entry code, ushering them in:: Mark Garrison -> ::as entirely spartan as his office, save for a bottle placed on a counter:: Someone broke into my quarters. Mark Garrison -> And left me alcohol. Mark Garrison -> Nice. Rue Wydown -> ::beams up to the ship, nodding to chief:: Glad to be back. ::steps off the pad, feeling a bit off at the moment, her life is still in disarray, but she's is actually very happy to be 'home' here:: Cptn Swain -> ACTION> The calligraphy on the note is exceptionally detailed and features of scene of the person recieving the bottle preforming a heroic act from Dameon mythology. Tandaris Admiran -> ::enters engineering:: Tandaris Admiran -> ((Corizon had a LOT of free time during that ride back to Earth in the Republic's brig.)) Victria -> ::When the doors opened, she lingered in the doorway, eyes sweeping the room. Her upper lip curled.:: Just like him. ::She gazed at Mark, unwilling to move further into the room for some reason.:: I have difficulty with farewells. Cptn Swain -> (( Some people do cross-stitch, he does calligraphy/water color) Maryse Dubois -> ::Stops at the doors of sickbay, not entirely sure she feels like going in at the moment. Shrugs.:: I'll come back later. ::Decides to keep walking for now.:: Victria -> (( They are all fingerpaintings. They would have given him brushes, but they were afraid he'd make shanks. )) Mark Garrison -> (( ^ Truth)) Tandaris Admiran -> ((Or paint a door on the opposite wall and just waltz out?)) Maryse Dubois -> ((lol)) Victria -> (( Acme )) Rue Wydown -> ((ROFL)) Tandaris Admiran -> ((Windu E. Corizon: Suuuuuuper-genius!)) Rue Wydown -> ::scratches the back of her head as she walks back to her quarters:: Rue Wydown -> ((Meep Meep)) Tandaris Admiran -> Lane> ::on duty--when is she not on duty?:: Welcome back, Commander. Mark Garrison -> ::he was silent for a moment, considering the bottle, and the flattering drawing of a bare chested Mark wielding some epic sword. Corizon, whatever you could say...he got good whiskey:: STSF_BluRox -> (Meep Meep) Tandaris Admiran -> ::Lane:: Thanks. Status report? Mark Garrison -> I know, ::he finally stated, turning to face her again:: It's not a farewell though. We'll see each other out there sooner or later. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::finds her way into main security, frowning when she sees the lights out in Garrison's office:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::and the door closed:: Rue Wydown -> ::enters her quarters, her attention drawn the lil flashing light, wondering which one of the muskeeters are bugging her now as she sits down and flicks the console to life:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Comes around a corner, seeing Victria lingering in a doorway.:: Rue Wydown -> ::surprised at the message from STHQ:: Tandaris Admiran -> Lane> Repairs have been completed--and quite nicely too, if you don't mind me saying. Camelot's great, but it's no McKinley. We've got all-new warp coils, plasma injectors, shield generators, phaser emitters-- Tandaris Admiran -> ::holds up his hand:: We're stacked. I'll look over the list later. Or maybe not. ::looks around, then sniffs and scowls:: Did they repaint in here? Cptn Swain -> ACTION> They did repaint most of the ship. ;) Fae -> ( No shocking pink I hope? ) Victria -> ::She inclined her head a fraction.:: Hunt well, Garrison. ::It was as close to a goodbye as he was going to get. She stepped back out of the doorway and let the doors close behind her. Turning her gaze to the hallway, she caught sight of Maryse. She stared for a moment, then turned and headed for the turbolift.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> (( Somehow I doubt our CO will be Cary Grant, though... ;) )) Rue Wydown -> <q>They've assigned Captain Swain. ::pulls a face, not familiar with him, and promptly starts research to find out who he is, curiousity getting to her:: Tandaris Admiran -> Lane> ::smirks, knowing he wouldn't like it:: Yes. One of the work crew mentioned something about "wanting to match the old decor" and bringing in some hot pink, but I managed to talk him down to standard metallic grey. Laarell -> ::admires the new paint job in her quarters:: Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> I think it looks nice.... Charlotte Matsumura -> ::moves to a console, logging in and querying the location of Garrison:: Major Cloud -> ::Finally settling behind his desk, he frowned as the chair he'd rather come to enjoy had beenr eplaced:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::Kersia:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::Kersia:: Nice?! Do you know how long it took me to knotch systematically all the consoles and walls so that I could still navigate in the event I'm struck catastrophically blind?! Tandaris Admiran -> I'm going to have to start all over! Mark Garrison -> I intend to. ::he stated to no one in particular, before allowing himself a smile. Looking around his quarters once again, he moved to collect the last of his personal items:: Rue Wydown -> ((Wow...Tandy...you take being prepared seriously)) Tandaris Admiran -> Lane> ::decides she won't mention that they re-upholstered his office:: Tandaris Admiran -> Lane> ::decides she won't mention that they CLEANED his office....:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Half smiled as she saw Victria leave. At least she was still around. She then walked up to the door Vic had been occupying, ringing the chime.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::learns that he's in his quarters, and then heads in that direction:: Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> Seriously weird. Victria -> ::In the lift, she called for a quick query and then set it in motion. She stepped out into Engineering a few moments later. Her blue gaze searched the department as she moved further inside.:: Cptn Swain -> @::Standing on the docking pad of McKinley station, having just left the officers lounge of the Cassini. He was going to be sick.:: Mark Garrison -> Enter! ::he yelled from his bedroom:: Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> ::breath quickens slightly as she sees Victria, still not used to her unsettling poise:: Cptn Swain -> @::True his orders didn't technically take effect for another 24-hours, but for all intents and purposes he'd just been assigned to a headache-waiting-to-happen. And in the Gamma Quadrant no less.:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Doors swish open to a pretty barren room. Frowns a little at the sight as she steps in.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::heads to the lift, drawing in a deep breath:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::Kersia:: Sorry. I'm just ... comfortable here. Cptn Swain -> @ ::As he stood looking out the large floor to cieling windows at the sight of the Akira-class starship he was about to take command of, he wasn't sure what to think really. It was either this or the brig, he supposed and commanding a starship was better than the bring any day."" Mark Garrison -> ::Mark exited his bedroom with a small box filled with various items, a large revolver sitting on the top:: Oh, Maryse. What can I do for you? Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> ::starting to reconsider agreeing to stay on Excalibur:: Victria -> ::Catching Kersia in her gaze, her nostrils flared and she half smirked. Her attention flitted to Tandaris as she approached the couple.:: I need to speak with you. ::Focusing on Tandaris.:: Rue Wydown -> ::does a double take, just now notices the bottle of alcohol in her quarters, leans over and picks it up:: Maryse Dubois -> I didn't actually think the rumors were true. Didn't really want to believe them till I saw all the new people walking around. ::Looks around.:: Now I find another empty room. Tandaris Admiran -> ::smiles at Victria:: I kind of thought you would still be around. Sure, let's talk. Maryse Dubois -> We never really talked since...well...you know... Cptn Swain -> @Neyrn> ::Puts her hand on Swain's shoulders:: It's okay Asher. We all know what we're getting ourselves into when we signed up. It's been... a lot of ... I am going to miss you Asher. But this isn't goodbye forever. Laarell -> ::heads out of her quarters, planning on grabbing something to eat:: Cptn Swain -> @ ::He turned to face the closest thing he had to a best friend and hugged her.:: I know I shouldn't be so emotional about this, it's just a lot so quickly. I hope I didn't seem so soft infront of the crew... Charlotte Matsumura -> ::making her way down to Garrison's door, pauses, rings the chime:: Cptn Swain -> @Neryn> ::hugging him back she smiled:: They've always known you were a softy, Asher. Now, you straighten up. Go have a look at the Excalibur why don't you. I'll get us something for dinner later and then we can start packing you up. Rue Wydown -> ::reading the note, leaning back, sighing heavily:: Victria -> Alone. ::She stipulated, glancing to his office.:: Cptn Swain -> @ ::He straightened, a smile on his face.:: And what am I going to do without you? Mark Garrison -> Yes...I am sorry about that, you know. I wouldn't have done it if...::he paused for the chime:: Come in? Tandaris Admiran -> Ah. ::small frown, wondering what's serious enough that it's made her more dire than usual:: All right. ::turns to Kersia:: I'll be a moment. Have Lane show you around. ::leads the way to his office:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::enters, seeing Maryse there already, pauses just inside the door:: Cptn Swain -> @Neryn> You'll learn to do things on your own. Honestly, I feel sorry for your XO. Anyway, run along now. I'll get everything straightned away with the crew. Let's meet at say... 1800 for diner and packing? Charlotte Matsumura -> ::nods to Garrison, then Maryse:: Sorry... I didn't realize you had company already. Tandaris Admiran -> ::as he enters, stops short, blocking the entrance momentarily:: What the ... Tandaris Admiran -> What the hell is this?! Cptn Swain -> @ ::He nodded again.:: Thanks, Allyssa. You're a wonderful person and I am going to miss you. Tandaris Admiran -> ::slowly moves into his office:: My stuff ... it's ... neat. Rue Wydown -> (m)Well, I'll have something to share with the boys the next time I see them. ::wistful smile:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Glances back at the door.:: Well...I wouldn't have let anyone else do it...I trusted you, still do. ::Goes up to Mark, kissing him on the cheek.:: Be well. ::Turns heading for the door, smiling at Charlotte.:: Glad to see you back. Victria -> ::She followed, waiting for the door to close behind her before speaking. She glanced to the chrono on her wrist.:: I do not have a lot of time. I came to ask you a single question. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::nods to Maryse, somewhat uncomfortable with intruding:: Cptn Swain -> @ ::Feeling a bit silly now for having been emotional, he straightened his uniform and headed off for the Excalibur. He knew it would be an announced visit, but he always liked to keep his crew on his toes. Besides, most of them likely were settling in anyway and he could slip aboard elatively unnoticed:: Mark Garrison -> Bye Maryse. ::he watched her leave, somewhat speechless:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::walks around to his desk:: And my chair! They replaced my chair! Mark Garrison -> Uh...Charlotte, come in, come in. ::he gestured her in, setting his box down:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Tries not to get choked up as she leaves the room, heading down the hall once more.:: Rue Wydown -> ::drops her feet back to the floor and decides to head to the bridge:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Thanks... I -- I don't want to keep you, but I'd heard you were leaving, and I wanted to stop by... Charlotte Matsumura -> ::looks around the empty room, remembering what it looked like before:: Mark Garrison -> It's okay, I was hoping to see you before I left anyway. Mark Garrison -> How was Earth? Victria -> ::She hissed at the distraction and almost growled his name.:: Admiran. Charlotte Matsumura -> It was... good. Tandaris Admiran -> ::his head snaps up, and he glares at her:: Yes, what?! I'm distraught, not deaf. Ask your question, Lieutenant. ::one hand still strokes the new chair:: Rue Wydown -> ((::staples self to room::)) Rue Wydown -> ::enters the lift, leans against the wall, ankles crossed:: Bridge. Cptn Swain -> @::approaching the airlock, he paused for a moment, but produced his credentials and was quickly passed through the airlock, not entirely sure if he'd been id'd as the new CO or not.:: Laarell -> ::heads into the officers' mess, looking at the food choices dumbly, not really sure if she was actually hungry or just bored:: Mark Garrison -> That's...good. ::he decided not to pursue it:: Cptn Swain -> << Three minute warning...>> Charlotte Matsumura -> ::chuckles, shaking her head:: I got to see Mum and Da for a bit; spent some time on the town. It was good to have my feet on solid ground for a while. Rue Wydown -> ::exits out onto the bridge:: Yep. It's still here. Right were we left it. Victria -> ::She snapped her fangs at him, extremely irritatated, glaring a challenge back at him.:: Forget it. ::She turned sharply on her heel and exited his office, stalking through engineering back to the lift.:: Victria -> (( I must have tatas on the brain. )) Fae -> :: logs out, more or less satisfied that she can be made ready to fly. :: Charlotte Matsumura -> You? I mean, other than the obvious navel gazing... ::gives a wry grin:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::wrinkles nose:: Hmm. Odd. Fae -> :: Seeks some sleep. :: Tandaris Admiran -> ::looks around the now-empty office, then pulls out the chair and sits in it, reclining slightly:: Ohh. That's rather nice. Victria -> ::She took a deep breath as she waited for the lift.:: It was a bad idea. ::She muttered.:: Mark Garrison -> I was here mostly, arranging my affairs actually. I've been a spacer my whole life, Earth never quite held that almost mythical meaning to me. Tandaris Admiran -> ::pulls the chair up against the desk and leans on it, wiggling his fingers slightly:: I think I'm going to like being here.... Laarell -> ::pulls out something green and white, with noodles:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Yes, I notice you've been busy... ::gesturing to the mostly empty room:: Where will you go from here? Tandaris Admiran -> New chair, new rules! Rue Wydown -> ::takes her seat on the bridge, pulling up the display there, trying to verify that yes, indeed, she still has access....it would be highly inconvient for her to discover she has not access when they're left space dock and are somewhere between here and the Gamma Quadrant:: Tandaris Admiran -> Things are going to be different around here ... very different. Tandaris Admiran -> ::picks up a PADD on the desk, a report of the new changes that requires his acknowledgement:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::about to thumb it, then pauses:: Nah. Lane can take care of that. Mark Garrison -> Haven't decided yet. I've never really been afforded the luxury of being able to do anything I want...and it's a big galaxy. Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM Fae -> :: paused :: Maryse Dubois -> ::paused:: Cptn Swain -> Alrighty. Please hang out for a few moments for some Administrivia/Awards! Laarell -> ::paused:: Cptn Swain -> Very belated, but they're awards none the less. Better late than never, right? Rue Wydown -> Muhaahaaa Cptn Swain -> So, first, nice sim all. Cptn Swain -> We'll pick up next week a day or so later. By then everyone who we're picking up at Earth should have reported or should be reporting. Cptn Swain -> Questions about that before we get to the awards? Rue Wydown -> ::listens to the crickets:: Mark Garrison -> ((brb, cart me up for any awards)) Cptn Swain -> Alrighty... Cptn Swain -> First up... Rue Wydown -> ((::draws a mustache on Mark's cardboard cutout::)) Cptn Swain -> Meritorious Award Winners, this award is given to simmers who've shown excellence in log writing in the 2010 year: Laarell Teykier, Tandaris Admiran, Fae and Rue Wydown Cptn Swain -> ::hands them out:: Contragulations! Rue Wydown -> Thank you. :) Fae -> :: Accecpts with a curtsy :: Laarell -> Thank you :) Cptn Swain -> Next up, Captain's Quill and PADD Award. This award is given yearly for the best single log or best series of logs by a person or group of persons. Fae -> :: Seemingly, like Cher, Madonna and Pink, needs only a first name now. :D :: Cptn Swain -> And the winner is..... Cptn Swain -> Mark Garrison and Victria! Rue Wydown -> Ta da! Cptn Swain -> ::hands them their cute little Quill and PADD pin for their lapels:: Victria -> ::Steals the award from Mark's cardboard cutout.:: Maryse Dubois -> hehe Charlotte Matsumura -> ::shoots suction cup Nerf dart at Mark's cutout:: Cptn Swain -> Our next award is the Crispin Xavier Stamina Medal, awarded yearly to the player with the best attendence and given in honor of former player Crispin Xavier. Cptn Swain -> The winner is.... Rue Wydown -> ::watching the abuse Mark's cutout is getting:: Maryse Dubois -> You know we really don't need that cutout anymore :P Cptn Swain -> Mark Garrison. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::watches it land right between the eyes, with a flag hanging down going BANG!:: Mark Garrison -> ((back)) Cptn Swain -> ::puts the award on the cutout right in the eye:: Fae -> :: interesting timing... :: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::hides Nerf gun:: Cptn Swain -> And finally... Rue Wydown -> ::hides marker:: Mark Garrison -> ::takes his cutouts awards:: Cptn Swain -> Our final award of the night... Cptn Swain -> The Excalibur Starburst of Excellence Award. Cptn Swain -> This award, given yearly to the player who most the Excalibur mission, contributing logs, attendence and overall excellence in play and given jointly by the command team. Cptn Swain -> I am very pleased to award this year's Starburst of Excellence to Charlotte Matsumura. Charlotte Matsumura -> Wow. Okay. Charlotte Matsumura -> Thank you. Victria -> Oooh, congrats! Rue Wydown -> Congrats to all of you :D Cptn Swain -> ::Hands it to her:: Cptn Swain -> Hmmm... Cptn Swain -> What's this... Cptn Swain -> ::shakes bag:: Cptn Swain -> Looks like there's something still in it... Cptn Swain -> ::digs:: Tandaris Admiran -> Is it more alcohol? Tandaris Admiran -> Or maybe some calligraphy? Maryse Dubois -> lol Victria -> Fingerpainting Cptn Swain -> ::Digs:: No... Cptn Swain -> ooooo Victria -> Doggie treats Cptn Swain -> Its a black velvet box... Rue Wydown -> Oooh. Jewelry Cptn Swain -> With a calligraphied name on it... Laarell -> I love diamonds. Victria -> ::Gets ready for the blood.:: Cptn Swain -> Looks like the Captain did have one final gift! Cptn Swain -> Charlotte Matsumura, will you step on up! Victria -> ::Inches closer.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::steps back up:: Maryse Dubois -> Oh lord...haven't had one of these in a while. ::Gets out the gauze.:: Rue Wydown -> ::rocks back and forth on her heels:: Cptn Swain -> It is also my honor tonight to promote you to the rank of full Lieutenant with all responsabilities and hassles that rank brings with it. Maryse Dubois -> Someone might want to hold the vampire back :P Cptn Swain -> Commander Wydown, will you do the honors? Rue Wydown -> ((And here you thought it would be another 20 years before you made full Lt after this?)) Charlotte Matsumura -> (( LOL... Yeah... going to have to come up with something creative. =) )) Rue Wydown -> ::sticks her tongue out, one eye shut, aims for Matsumura's neck:: Here we go. Rue Wydown -> Brace yourself, Lottie. Mark Garrison -> ::grabs the rain poncho:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Mm. Pin the tail on the LT? Rue Wydown -> Yep. ::pins her:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::gets a little poke, but the pin mises the artery:: Cptn Swain -> Congratulations. Cptn Swain -> Alrighty! Cptn Swain -> Great stuff tonight. Rue Wydown -> Congrats Lt Rue Wydown -> And thanks everyone! Victria -> ::Frowns:: Mark Garrison -> Well that was, disapointing. Cptn Swain -> Congratulations to all of you and thanks for another wonderful season. We will pick up as I said, about 24-48 hours later next week. Mark Garrison -> Quick, promote Laarell. Cptn Swain -> If you have questions, let me know. Cptn Swain -> Have a good week! Victria -> Night all. Fae -> Night! Charlotte Matsumura -> thanks, all. Charlotte Matsumura -> =) Rue Wydown -> Night all! Maryse Dubois -> night night Charlotte Matsumura -> Night! Excalibur May 8 2011.txt

Counselor Emmane Lui shook her head as she tapped the commands in her PADD to transfer her report from her device to Ramin Tong’s PADD. “You ordered a psych exam on your own client?” “I didn’t have much of a choice. She keeps making the Andorian turn strange colors.” Ramin chuckled as he started to skim through the Counselor’s report on Commander Ruth Wyodwn. “It was a preemptive strike. Besides, I need to know what I’m working with here.” He glanced up at the senior mental health specialist. “So, want to give me the Cliff’s Notes version. Is she sane or insane?” “Intelligent. Eccentric. Playful. Socially awkward. Issues with impulse control. Overly curious at times. But quite clearly...quite definitely sane.” Lui leaned against Tong’s desk, watching his eyes drifting across the written work in his hand. “She’s actually quite pleasant to talk to, too. But that bit about the balloon animals in her bio – I think she was playing with the junior officer who was doing the initial evaluation.” Lui paused. “Err…at least I think she was.” She shrugged. "Very odd sense of humor, that human." “Among other odd traits. You know, she has a tendency to jump topics with no rhyme or reason during the questioning phase. One minute we’re talking about the Excalibur mission, the next minute somehow we’re talking about command management policies regarding enlisted military crew.” Ramin folded his arms across his chest. “Or the recipe to the banana smoothie in the mess hall. And I have no frelling idea how that happens.” “Distracting?” “You think?” “No wonder the Andorian is turning funny colors.” Lui laughed softly, the look on her face clearly demonstrated her opinion about Andorian JAG officer's character. Ramin scratched his nose ridges. “Find anything in her head that I can use as a defense?” “Not really.” “Damn.” Lui pushed up off the desk. “But there’s enough in there to help you keep her on task. And understand what you’re dealing with. It’s more than the Andorian has.” “I just hope it’s enough.” Tong shook his head. “Or next time it’ll be Andorian who’ll need the next psych exam….for himself.” "Oh I look forward to cracking *that* nut." Counselor Lui grinned from ear to ear. "Good luck with cracking yours." Ramin looked a bit confused. "I thought you said she was sane?" "I did. Perfectly sane. But nutty too. A perfectly sane nut." Lui waved as she exited Tong's office. "Oh nuts." the JAG officer sighed, sinking into his chair.

Oh Bugger 3: Paper Airplane Addition Cdr Ruth Wydown's Experience “Don Giovanni?” I heard Clayton’s voice behind me as I sketch on my pad of paper. I am, by no stretch of the imagination, an accomplished artist. But I can draw a mean stick figure character. Cute ones too. At the time he’s interrupted my train of thought, I’d been drawing dark stormy clouds over a jagged mountain peak that fill the page with angry slashes. “It seemed to appropriate.” I offer without turning around. “Something you want to tell me? Have the garden statues been coming to life again? Dragging you down to Hell?” He teased, commenting on the operatic arias playing from the sound system. While the music isn’t exactly loud, it isn’t in the background either. Clayton leaned a hip against the desk I’m working at, tapped commands into the control panel to bring lead soprano’s voice down to less glass shattering level. “I’m all ready there, luv. Got the t-shirt. Wanna see?” I throw my pencil down and lean back in my chair so I can look at him without craning my neck. I flash one of my self-depreciating smiles and try to relax as he examines my work. “The Marriage of Figaro would have been more cheering.” He picks up a few of the pages I’ve left scattered across the desk. He scrutinizes each work, his eyes sweeping across the page as he comments again. “Bad day?” I glance down to his hands, then back up to his face. There’s an implied “Duh” in my facial expression. He soldiers on. “Where did you find the paper?” “In the desk. I forgot I left it.” I sighed. I was feeling deeply restless and been trying some of my old tried and true methods of stress relief without much in the way of results. So I was looking for alternative methods when I came across the pad of artist paper. I was badly abusing my resources with my poor excuse for artwork, but I felt calmer for it. Clayton tested the weight of the paper in his hands, mulling over some sort of plan. I wasn’t sure if I should worry it meant blackmailing me about my current mental state or getting me to do something totally inappropriate. I didn’t have to wait long to find out. “Oh I think I can find a better use for these.” “What do you have in mind?” I asked, steepling my fingers together evil doctor style. “Meet me upstairs in my bedroom--” he quickly amended his thought before I could interrupt. “On the balcony, love. Fifteen minutes. Bring scissors.” I grinned, wondering exactly what the imp had in mind. ~~~~~~~~~ Windward direction was from the west, could be described as ‘gentle’ by the romantic sort. The arc - perfect curving slope from a height of twenty two feet. Distance to target fifty feet. Speed and trajectory are right on target. For a few blessed peaceful seconds, we watch as my glider gracefully floats through the air into the center of the fire pit before promptly bursting into flames. “Booya!” I shout, clap my hands together then point to my ex-husband. “And that’s how it’s done!” For the past half hour we’ve be launching paper airplanes off the back balcony into the fire pit in the middle of the backyard. While the time spent doodling until Clay returned this evening resulted in some ugly yet oddly therapeutic drawings, sending them to their doom in a flaming fire pit had bolstered my mood. I think Clay was right - keeping the drawings around seemed like bad ju-ju, so why not literally torch my frustrations. Clayton laughs, getting ready to launch his glider. “Nice. Now watch the Master in action.” “You haven’t hit the target once.” I laugh, leaning against the railing, watching him attempt to tweak his airplane with a pinch here, a fold there and a touch of spit. “Just trying to lull you into a false sense of security.” He rolled his shoulders and positioned himself in launching stance. “Now get ready to be dazzled.” He closed one eye, stuck out his tongue and flicked his wrist to launch his masterpiece. We then watched Clayton’s airplane, apparently piloted by a minuscule drunken kamikaze pilot, dive and weave through the air until it haphazardly nicked the edge of the fire pit causing one wing to catch fire. It crashed landed into the wet lawn, the wing burning itself out within seconds, leaving a sorry smoldering ashy pastey mess next to the fire pit. I winced, staring at the soggy mess from above, “Oh, I am so glad you watered the lawn. We might have caught the garden on fire with that one.” “Lass, I might act like a big kid. But I am a responsible big kid.” Clay flashed one of those charming grins of his. “By the way, that counts.” “That in no way counts.” “It caught fire, it counts.” “Okay, score is still four against.........1/2.” “It counts as a full point.” “It counts as ½ as only ½ of it caught fire.” I stuck my tongue out at him and turned to leave the balcony so to clean up the mess below. “Yes, well it was the best half that caught fire anyway.” Clay pouted as he followed me down the steps. The lawn is littered with failed flight attempts, both his and mine. We silently pick each one of them up, circling around the fire pit. Once the wreckage is gathered (even the half burnt one), we stand in front of the pit poised to dump the lot in. “On three?” “On three.” I nodded. Clay counted down slowly, then we both dump the paper and watch the ensuing fireball and ash cloud rise up. Gray black smoke curls up through the air and drifts off with the breeze, probably giving the neighbors the impression we are BBQing. “Not exactly Dante’s Inferno, is it?” “No,” I answer in a whisper, feeling morose again as I back up and sit on the outdoor settee. I feel the seat cushions next to me compress, know that Clayton has joined me, but my eyes are on the fire. The flames lick the air and the gray ashy smoke fades into soft white tendrils swirling upwards. At that moment, I feel like it’s not just my frustrations I’m watching go up in flames, but just maybe my career as well. And oh how deeply this hurts.I’m not sure I have the vocabulary to describe it if asked. All I know is that I haven’t felt this sort of pain since...well...since my husband became my ex-husband. “You know, you could quit.” While his voice isn’t much above a whisper, Clay’s voice cuts through the fog in my brain. I shook my head slowly. “Is this really worth what you’re putting yourself through?” “Aye. Aye, I think it is. I think some things are worth fighting for. If you love them.” I turned to glance at him. Clay rears back, just a little bit, as if I’ve slapped him. Just a little, not enough for him to notice that I’ve noticed the hurt. And the sense of lose feels deeper now. I know what I want to fight for. I fought hard for long eight years for something I believed in. For someone I believed in. And would still be fighting if my partner had seen the value in it. But just as I feel that some things are worth fighting for, I also know when it’s time to cut my losses so I can survive to fight another day. While I had to give up my marriage, I’m just not ready to give up on my career just yet. Again, there’s an awkward silence between the two of us. Clay looks as if he’s trying to find the right words to say, coming up empty every time he dips into that well. And I’m too afraid to open my mouth in case I wreck this new friendship I’ve developed with him over the past few days. I mean we’ve always been best friends as well as partners. But this feels like something new. Comfortable, like a well worn t-shirt after sitting in the warm sun. And it feels good to me. I don’t...I can’t....lose it now. Not when I’m in the deepest trouble I’ve ever been. I don’t need him to fix this for me...I just need his friendship. I’ve come to depend on him. His ability to make me laugh almost instantly, to pick me up when I’m down or be a shoulder to cry on when I need it. But at the same time, I feel terrible about this. I feel like I’m using him. I shouldn’t be using him like this, but I can’t help it. I know I need all the friends I can get, but I don’t just want anyone...I want him. I feel selfish here. This isn’t fair to him at all. In the end, after too long of a silence, I slip my hand out from under his (again, when did we start holding hands again? I mean I felt him holding my hand, but don’t remember when that started.) and I sighed. The ache is too great and I need a break. I stood, kissing him on the top of his head as I pass by. “I’m sorry.” And I mean this for the hurt I’ve caused him tonight as much as I mean it for the mood that has dampened our fun tonight. “I’m going to go to bed. Got a long day ahead of me. G’night.” I pad off towards the patio door, leaving Clayton sitting like a statue staring into the fire. As the door opens, I heard him call after me. “Hey Rue?” “Aye?” “I’m sorry too.” Oh bugger, what more can I say?

Oh Bugger Cdr Rue Wydown's Experiences on Earth Two days. That's how long I lasted before I started covertly looking for new quarters. I've never been so homesick in my entire life. I started with making a few discrete inquires about where my former officers from StarFleet Medical were currently stationed, and if, by chance, they were off world, could I squat at their place - you know, to keep an eye on things. Unfortunately, the command classes I've been auditing have gotten in the way of any serious networking to find somewhere else to crash. I ran into some serious dead ends (not dead people, mind you, dead ends) and didn't have much energy to dog another lead. Face to face social contact is needed for this sort of mission, and I am not able to do it with my nose buried in a book. Problem was, I saw both issues being a priority and I wasn't willing to give one up (even temporarily) so that the other could be dealt with. I'm sorry, I sort of need those command audits. Not only because my career might just depend on my willingness to change my course in life, but also because...well...I find them fascinating. I know, I'm weird, eh? Usually the oldest student in the room too. Who thought classroom lecture lessons, required reading and simulation time was 'fun' for such a dry topic. Oh, and did I mention this was on top of my duties in the inquiry? Who has time to find alternative housing with all this going on? By day three, I'd resigned myself to living in Casa Puke when what should my wandering eye spy leaning against the wall of the BOQ chatting up a pretty young lieutenant. Tall, dark haired and quirky, with lots of boyish charm. My ex-husband. Oh bugger. I'd been walking back, nose buried in a PADD of course, from an early evening lecture when I spotted him across the street. Apparently telling him I'll see him "later" (which in my mind meant next week or next month) had been an invitation for the slimy git to stop by this evening. "Ah, the prodigal wife returneth," Slimy Git flashes a grin that is all teeth and charm when he spots me. Having been forewarned to his appearance by seeing him first, I try to make sure that he knows that smile does not affect me...at least on the outside. Okay, so he's not hard on the eyes to look at. In fact the way he looks at me, even after all these years, makes my heart flutter. I'm not about to tell him that though. He is slimy...at times. And can be a downright git...at times. Ex-wife, I mentally correct him as I walk upon the scene. I waited until the young lieutenant he was chatting up has vacated the scene before I scold him. "I thought the divorce decree was pretty clear. I got this sector, you got the rock from which you crawled out from under." "Is that any way to treat someone who's offering to buy you dinner?" "You're offering to buy me dinner?" Thinking I missed a hidden or telepathic dinner invite in the earlier greeting." "I was going to." Slimy Git grinned again, sliding nose to nose with me. Any closer and I'll be inhaling his nose hairs. "How do you know I don't have a date tonight?" I ask, folding my arms over my chest to force him to back off and give me some personal space. "You don't have a date," He smirked. "I might." "Yeah? Where is he?" "You know, it might be 'she', Clay. Did you ever think of that?" I smirked. That comment threw him for a loop and he gives me combination a fascinated and horrified look. I can tell he's mentally trying to figure this one out, considering our repeated history together. (Some of us are destined to repeat history. When it comes to my ex-husband, I'm destined to bludgeon myself with it. Repeatedly). The wheels keep grinding to a halt in his brain with this possible development. I decide let him off the hook. "No date, boy or girl. Just a what if. Get your mind out of the gutter." I pause, deciding to poke a stick into the inflating ego before me at the realization that I'm still single and date-less. "So, where's your latest Barbie, hmmm?" "We can find more interesting things to talk about than Evelyn," Slimy Git shrugs. "Okay I leave your Barbies alone tonight if you leave my G.I. Joes out of it too." "What's wrong with Ken, is he too--" "Clayton Wydown, zip it." "Bu--" "Zip. It." I followed up by pantomiming zipping my lips and level a look at him. Changing the subject then, "How about pizza then?" He motions to the sidewalk. My favorite pizza joint is within walking distance of the BOQ, another fact that Clay knows about me. I can't turn down anything with cheese...or bananas. "With pepperoni and pineapple?" "Why do you have to ruin a perfectly good pizza by adding fruit?" He asks, linking arms with me as we stroll on down. I can't help but laugh. And, dear goddess, it feels good. *I* genuinely feel good for for the first time in weeks. Oh bugger. ~~~~~~ "So how bad is it?" Clay's leaning forward so we can talk in semi-privacy. He's dabbing the grease off his fingers with a flimsy paper napkin. I become so distracted that I have to focus down at the half eaten remains of our pizza pie before I become too tongue tied. "You know the girl in the horror movies that you yell at for being so stupid as to open the front door to the masked killer standing in plain view front window? Yep, that's me." "Are you also wearing high heals and tripping at inappropriate times?" Clay asked, attempting to inject some form of levity into our conversation. "No doubt." My answer is lacking enthusiasm. "Oh bugger," He exhales heavily, frowning as he looks up at me. He's gone from Slimy Git to Shining Knight mode in the span of two slices of pizza. He's always been a decent man under the bravado and family tarnish. I love that he wants to fix this for me. And, although I'll pretend to be annoyed, I love that he'll be clucking at me for the next twenty minutes. "I'll contact legal and see if they can help--" "Clay, you don't need to do that. I all ready have legal counsel." "But--" I run over him with my own explanation. "I have a JAG rep that I'm confident can handle my case. You know me. I'd be the first one squawking if I didn't think he could handle it. Besides, it would take too long to read a civilian representative in on the whole darn process. This...this...this..." I'm at a loss as to how to describe what's going on. I feel Clayton give my hand a squeeze and look down, realizing for the first time that he's holding it, his thumb stroking the back of my hand. How long this has been going on I have no clue and it gives me shivers as well as the confidence to continue. "...whole debacle is on a collision course with a black hole, at maximum warp. I don't have time to orient more passengers; I'm all ready on red alert." "I love the weird things you 'Fleet types come up with." Clay continues to gently stroke my hand. "What can I do to help then?" The question has thrown me. Usually Clayton would be off on another tangent, attacking the problem from another angle and rubbing my patience raw. He's never given up on a problem or fighting with me to help solve my problems like this before. Has he finally figured me out after all these years? Or is he as tired of fighting about these things as I am? I hesitated. "I don't know." There's an awkward silence between the two of us. I'm not used to Clayton refraining from 'superhero' mode. (Of course now I have a mental image of him in tights and a cape...Squirrel!) And I'm guessing he's not used to my silence. "I'll guess I'll just listen then." He spoke quite intimately. He could have told me he was in love with me, he was dying, he was propositioned me, he was getting married, he was really a sultan or serial killer, he was a hundred of other things and I don't think those words would have affected me as much as that simple sentence there. My heart constricts at that moment. Now I really don't know what to say. And I feel the blood rush to my face. Of course he had to ruin it by adding a few heart beats later. "And get you of that bloody slum. You own a house a few blocks away, remember." He scowled. "No." I answered carefully. "I do not. I sold that back to you when I got the commission to the Yukon." Clay's guilty reaction, sort of like a kid with his hand stuck in the cookie jar, told me just about everything I needed to know. "You just put money in my account, didn't you. You tosser!" "In my defense, you won't take any of my money otherwise." Clayton shrugged. "How else was I going to help you out?" This leads me to wonder how many more of my past life mementos has he said he's sold, giving me the proceeds but is secretly stashing somewhere. "First off, that's not a defense. That's lunacy. Secondly, I don't need your money. I live on a bloody starship where all my basic wants and needs are taken care of." It's once these words leave my lips that the gravity of my situation comes crashing down around my ears. I might not be living on a starship where all my wants and needs are taken care of after all this. At best I can expect a reprimand, a black mark in my jacket that will affect any future promotions. At worse, the loss of my commission all together. My medical licenses wouldn't be affected, so I could still support myself. But that's little comfort for someone who loves adventure. What's worse, my facial expression has, in minute ways, reflected my train of thought. While most acquaintances barely notice would barely notice, Clayton usually picks up on when my emotions has gone south. (I say usually because there are the rare times when he confuses disgust with desire - which usually results in a swift thwap to the head). I feel his hand tighten again in mine with another squeeze, then a tug as he shifts out of the booth and encourages me to follow. "No ship tonight though. Let me take care of your needs and wants tonight." "You can't take care of all of them," I tease. It's my turn to try to inject some comedy in this tragic night. "We're going to be friends this time. Just friends." And I stop him before starts. "And not friends with benefits either. Just. Friends." "What if I want to sleep over tonight?" He's teasing me now as he escorts me through the crowd and to the door. "We can sleep together." I smirk at him. "You sleep in your bed. I sleep in my bed. Never the twain shall meet. And in the morning, you go back home to London. No cohabitating." "I wouldn't dreeeeeaaaam of it." Clay grinned, linking arms with me once we were outdoors again. Ha! Famous last words.

Oh Bugger Cdr Ruth Wydown’s Experiences on Earth It was not my intention to annoy both my JAG representative and the investigator assigned to question my involvement in the Excalibur incident. They both assumed I would be fatigued, stressed and agitated by the length and depth of the questioning process. Nor was I expected to be as candid with my responses. Or truthful for that matter. Apparently I didn’t measure up to their preconceived notion of how a disgraced First Officer should react. But the straw that broke the camel’s back for both of them was my lack of perturbedness about the whole process. (Is that a word? Perturbedness? Probably not, but who cares - which I guess was part of my problem, wasn’t it?) It didn’t, and still doesn’t, phase me. I have what they call an ‘it is what it is’ attitude. It’s not that I don’t care. Because I do care. Just take a look at my jacket, you’ll see a smattering of minor offenses (mostly practical jokes or disagreements with patients). This is the first major black mark on my career in twenty plus years. So yes, I care and yes I am upset. I worked hard to get where I am and to have thrown it all away like this.....sucks. But I can’t go back and change history. Nor can I claim stupidity as a defense. I knew very well what I was doing when I agreed to this debacle. I have my reasons and I knew what the consequences would be. Nor am I afraid to face such consequences, such as they may be. So the investigator is annoyed because I don’t be appear intimated by the process. In fact, I find it so fascinating that I keep peppering him with questions, derailing his train of thought and making his face turn this rare shade of chartreuse when he realizes that, yet again, we’ve been off topic for the past twenty minutes. I suppose I should stop, but I can’t help it, I’m learning something here. And my JAG representative is annoyed that I haven’t shown any sort of motivation that he can leverage into a deal to save my career. Although I catch a glimpse of him now and then, trying not to laugh at the purpling-investigator. Even his patience is wearing thin by my inquires, response and reactions. I believe he’s now wondering how he managed to pull this assignment and how he can get out of it. Am I screwed. Probably. Do I care. Yes. Can I do anything about it. Certainly, I can fight. But I can tell you what I’m not going to do. Panic. ~~~~ I have to find housing for myself. Staying on the ship is out. Who knows when or if I’ll ever be able to return. So it looks like I’m stuck with base housing. The BOQ - Bachelor’s Officer Quarters - It’s not Ritz Carlton, and it wasn’t designed to be. It’s the temporary officer housing when ships are docked and the officers are stuck at HQ on StarFleet business. Usually populated with Vulcans, Trills, Andorians, Betazed, Bajorian, and the odd Klingon or Ferengi.Oh, and us off-worlders who can’t find suitable housing. It serves your basic needs and meant to be transitory housing until you find something better, return to your ship or have a nervous breakdown because of the various shades of gray on the walls resemble the odd soupy concoction they tried to serve you in the mess. Did I mention I hate the BOQ? Do I have a choice though? Yes, I do. But alternative is unthinkable. It would bring a whole new level of chaos into my life that I don’t need right now, nor have the capacity (let alone the will power) to deal with right now. I *will* not ask my ex-husband for help no matter how much I hate the gray-green walls of my bedroom here. Or crave a good home cook meal. Or a softer bed. Or someone to bend an ear to. Or rub my feet. Or...oh bugger. Help!

Here's our sim log...enjoy. Cptn Corizon -> MISSION BRIEF: Excalibur and Republic have entered the Sol system and are on approach to Earth. Questions? Cptn Corizon -> Hearing no questions, let's get started. Those on Rep, please use an @ or the Rep Away Symbol Cptn Corizon -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Corizon -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Corizon -> BEGIN SIM Capt Rian Kwai -> ((Better off with the @...the Rep AT symbol is a bit long )) STSF_BluRox -> What!!??> Cptn Corizon -> @::In the Rep brig, silently meditating:: LtCmdrRobinson -> <<She left in shame of her statement>> Capt Rian Kwai -> ((Did someone kick me, hmmm??)) Maryse Dubois ->::Sitting quietly in her office for the time being.:: LtCmdrRobinson ->::still on the excal, found himself a comfortable chair to sit on while on guard duty in engineering:: STSF_BluRox -> (( chat no longer likes comments in < > and will blank or kick you Apollo -> @ ::On the Rep bridge, in the XO chair, watching as the ships has finally slowed to impulse and Earth was insight:: Fae -> ( Some turbulance tonight, Rian ) STSF_BluRox ->!@#$%^&*()_+> (sacrilege Kwai, that's why you were kicked) Fae ->:: Keeping an eye on the computer, but still letting it handle the formation :: Cptn Corizon -> Makisu> ::On the bridge, watching the starfield, considering exactly what sorts of hell awaited them on Earth:: Fiona Weber ->::in Sickbay, typing up her final "report":: Capt Rian Kwai ->::on the Excalibur bridge:: Ms Waters, please comm HQ and let's get clearance for docking and what not. STSF_BluRox ->!@#$%^&*()_+> Drop to impulse power. Fae -> McKinley? Cmdr Holly ->::looks at Apollo:: Excuse me, you're in my seat Cptn Corizon -> Makisu> ::Glances over to the 'Captain':: Capt Rian Kwai -> Yes, Ms Waters, McKinley. Fae -> +Earth Control+ Excalibur, entering system. Request docking instructions. Maryse Dubois ->::Leaves her office, making one last walkthrough of sickbay, before heading for the door.:: Laarell ->::in Science, refuses to be on the Bridge with the new regime:: STSF_BluRox ->!@#$%^&*()_+> ::looks over at Apollo, also wondering why he's in Holly's seat:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::having completed a shift with Republic security in Engineering, heads for the caf for food:: Ayumu Kasuga ->!@#$%^&*() ::contnuing on course:: Apollo -> @ ::Looks over to Holly, considers making a remark about a hologram needing a seat, especialy one that is tied into the mainframe computer, but nods and vacates:: Victria ->::Victria sat in Main Security, waiting for the announcement that they had arrived, not really sure what to expect at this point. She was expecting some sort of word from her contact, however, and was already formulating exactly how much she was going to divulge.:: Fae ->:: Breaks out of formation slave to Republic, awaiting instructions :: Charlotte Matsumura ->::taking her tray in the caf, heading to a table by the viewports:: Rue Wydown ->::heading to the lift to head back up to the bridge:: STSF_BluRox -> ((good timeing Ayumu, just asked you to drop to impulse as we're approaching sol system) Mark Garrison -> ::stalking the halls, intending to get one last walk around the ship before he was shackled away:: Ayumu Kasuga -> <heh.. lost track of time? Charlotte Matsumura ->::glances over the mostly empty room, noting that many just chose to eat in their quarters, given the circumstances:: Ayumu Kasuga -> (Lost track of time, but yes good timing lol) Cmdr Holly -> @ ::Makes note to self to check environmental controls later:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::entering the caf, his eyes falling scanning the room out of habit:: Fae ->:: Seeks out a standard lane, and starts in towards Earth while awaiting details :: Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::attention falls on Charlotte, to whom he nods, then heads toward the line:: Ayumu Kasuga -> Aye sir.. dropping to impulse. ::reduces speed, dropping out of warp:: Maryse Dubois ->::Gets onto the TL, taking it up.:: Ayumu Kasuga ->::checks to see that Excalibur is following along:: Cmdr Holly -> @ Admiral, shall I contact Star Fleet and inquire about transferring the Romulan Prisoners over to the Romulan Consulate Fae -> ( Excal dropped to impulse a bit ahead of you, and is entering a traditional lane for passage to Earth ) Ayumu Kasuga -> (ok) Maryse Dubois ->::Enters the bridge, staying near the back.:: Rue Wydown ->::leaning against the corridor wall, waiting for the lift to arrive, whistling the Incredible theme:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::having nodded to "Pierson," begins mixing her baked potato and condiments:: Cptn Corizon -> Makisu> ::Sighs:: Marine compliment is secured, Captain. STSF_BluRox -> @ Let's hold off until I make my report. No need to surprise them with Romulans without a reason Mark Garrison -> ::Somehow finds himself in Sciences (an area he oft avoided), noting the hard to miss green one:: Commander Teykier. Capt Rian Kwai -> Thank, Major. ::nods, turning her attention to the viewscreen:: We'll need to secure the ship and await further orders from Starfleet before we can disembark. Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::having grabbed himself some soup and a sandwich with a drink, heads over to hover by Charlotte's table:: Charlotte Matsumura ->::glances up:: Lieutenant Pierson. A pleasure to see you again. STSF_BluRox -> @ Something I feel that needs to be done in person. Please inform the crew that they're to keep all information pertaining to this mission confidential, and they are only to speak to headquarters and anyone from JAG about it once we arrive. Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> Sorry to bother you, Lieutenant, but... would you mind? Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::gestures toward the empty chair with his tray:: Laarell ->::Garrison:: Can I help you with something, Mister Garrison? Rue Wydown ->::pushes off from the wall and enters the lift:: Bridge, please. ::still humming a bit:: Charlotte Matsumura ->::looks around, seeing how deserted the chow hall is, shrugs:: Why not? ::looks back down, giving a slight smile:: STSF_BluRox -> @ Apollo, have you any data packets put together from the mission ready to transfer to headquarters? Ayumu Kasuga ->!@#$%^&*() ::rubs chin, but continues on course for Earth, keeping a constant eye on Excalibur's position in relation to the Republic's:: Mark Garrison -> Nothing in particular. He walked over to her, taking a quick glance at what she was working on. I'm finding that I have a lot of freetime on my hands, what with generally neglecting my duties and all. Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::grinning, swings a leg over the back of the chair to sit down:: Apollo -> @ I finished my report on the data we gathered leading upto crossing into the neutral zone, as well as our astrometric data from inside. Mark Garrison -> (oops, forgot my :: :P ) Laarell -> Mmm. And why are you doing that. Capt Rian Kwai -> +Robinson+ Mr Robinson, we're on approach to Earth. Make sure that cloak is on lock down. Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::settles in with napkin, and dives in to his dinner... lunch:: ::furrows his brow:: What time is it, anyway? Cptn Corizon -> ACTION> Republic recieves a message from Starfleet command informing them to stand by to dock at Space dock. Admiral Blurox also has a coded transmission from Admiral Keri Staunton. Fiona Weber ->::Fiona had prepared her report on the current state of the Excalibur captain's mental health after a great deal of debate and deliberation. She had been sorely tempted to exaggerate and cast the Dameon in a worse light than he'd really seemed... Mark Garrison -> Well, much like you did for Captain Corizon, I see no reason in performing my duties for occupying officers from another ship. Also, if a general courtmartial is going to belittle all my work as an officer...well, lets just say duty reports are a bore when you're at your best. Charlotte Matsumura ->::shakes her head:: After three shifts and some weapons "training," I'm not sure I know any more. Fae ->:: Acknowledges the space dock direction :: STSF_BluRox -> @ If you could gather those for me, I'd like to have those available when I go to headquarters Fae ->:: Plots her course accordingly :: Apollo -> @ ::Nods:: Laarell ->::snorts:: The two aren't at all similar. Ayumu Kasuga -> Message received. Admiral, you have a coded message from Admiral Staunton. STSF_BluRox -> @ Hmm, not the person she was planning to talk to about this first. :: I'll take this in my ready Room Fiona Weber ->... during the psych profile, but that didn't really seem fair.:: LtCmdrRobinson -> +Kwai+ It hasnt moved anywhere since I got on board, I assure you. Ayumu Kasuga -> We are also to dock at Spacedock. Apollo -> @ I'll have them aggreagated into a single report. Ayumu Kasuga -> Yes sir.. Ayumu Kasuga -> ^@ Tandaris Admiran -> ACTION> In Engineering, there is a sudden shift to widescreen as the camera quickly cuts between Robinson and the cloaking device while the "The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly" plays:: Rue Wydown ->::exits on to the bridge, heading down to her own station, casting glances at the view screen as she does:: Capt Rian Kwai -> +Robinson+ Thank you, Mr Robinson. Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::glances to see the closest person is across the room, at a table along the bulkhead, and the kitchen staff is busy:: When was the last time you slept? STSF_BluRox -> @ Holly, you have the bridge. Aymum, get us over to space dock and parked in turn. Nobody departs this boat until I say so Cmdr Holly -> @ Aye Admrial Ayumu Kasuga ->!@#$%^&*() Yes sir Cptn Corizon -> Makisu> ::glances over Kwai:: Any thing further, Captain? STSF_BluRox -> @ ::heads to ready room: Fiona Weber ->::Instead, she had assembled an analysis that basically labeled him as stable -- and not at all "rogue" -- but suggested that he had good motives at heart, and instead it was the stresses of command that had caused Corizon to dismiss some sources of aid -- notably Republic -- that might have prevented the situation from getting quite so out of hand.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::said quietly, noting the weariness in her drooping shoulders and drawn features:: Charlotte Matsumura ->::shakes her head:: I'm not sure. I caught a few minutes before coming to dinner, but... It's not easy, resting right now. Ayumu Kasuga ->!@#$%^&*() ::sets course for Space Dock:: Maryse Dubois ->::Watching Rue as she enters, but her attention shifts to the Earth on the viewscreen.:: Been a while... Victria ->::Leaving the last of her reports with the watch desk, she exited security and stalked to the lift.:: Fae ->:: breaking, on a final approach, bring ship to near rest relative to spacedock. Looks for final clearances :: Mark Garrison ->::sighs:: Are you always this frustrating? Capt Rian Kwai -> No, thank you, Major. As soon as we have direction from Starfleet I'll let you know. STSF_BluRox -> @ ::activates viewer in Ready Room:: This is BluRox..go ahead Laarell -> I don't know. ::smirks:: Am I? STSF_BluRox -> ((too bad former acquaintance will disqualify report as biased!!) Laarell -> I didn't follow orders that put me in direct violation of interstellar law. You're throwing a temper tantrum. Rue Wydown -> Haven't been here in a while. I see nothing much has changed. ::chuckles softly:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::grimaces:: You know what's waiting for you. You really should try and get what rest you can. Cptn Corizon -> Staunton> ::A mild-mannered, blonde haired woman in her mid-50's appeared on the screen:: Rear Admiral Blurox, I am pleased to see you've returned with the Captain and that we're not at war. Fiona Weber ->::finishes her report, sending it to Blu:: Fae ->:: Slides slowly into the inner bay :: Capt Rian Kwai -> I wouldn't know. I'm not from this planet. Charlotte Matsumura ->::frowns, picking at her potato:: ::places her fork down and pushes it away:: The anticipation is almost worse... Anything my imagination conjures up has to be ten times worse than the reality of the situation. Rue Wydown -> Neither am I. ::chuckles:: Maryse Dubois ->::Smiles.:: No other place like it. Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> Which is why you shouldn't let it get to you. Fae ->:: Always wanted to fly around in here. Odd how she eventually managed... :: Capt Rian Kwai -> Easy does it, Ms Waters. Fae -> Easy it is. Fae ->:: Lines up with the specified dock :: Mark Garrison -> No I'm not...::he considered:: No, no I'm not. You, you just always have to have the upper hand in a conversation. Charlotte Matsumura ->::rueful smile:: My father always tells me that. Fae ->:: brings her in a bit on the slow and careful side :: Capt Rian Kwai -> Certainly don't want to scratch the paint. ::although that gives her a lightbulb moment, mutters something about a punch list:: Ayumu Kasuga ->::lines up the Republic with their specified dock, requesting final docking clearance to Spacedock command:: Fae -> I fear our paint is already scratched, but won't add anything more. Victria ->::Victria arrived on the bridge a moment later and paused near the lift to gaze at the view of Earth on screen.:: STSF_BluRox -> @ ::scoffs:: Came close enough, trust me. Fae ->:: Back thrusting :: Fae -> Five seconds.... Fae ->:: Engages clamps and umbilicals :: Cptn Corizon -> @Staunton> ::Nods:: This has been a very tense week for everyone, ever since we got your intial report. Charlotte Matsumura -> On the other hand, my father has the mental resolve and training I haven't quite managed. STSF_BluRox -> @ I'll be escorting the Captain myself when I return to headquarters in a bit. We have a few other matters and items to discuss, that should not be discussed over an open channel Maryse Dubois ->::Turns, seeing Victria standing in the doorway.:: Fae -> We have contact and clampdown. Laarell -> Yes, I do. It comes naturally. ::smiles widely:: Though you'll note I'm down here and not up there, myself. I disagreed with Corizon, but I certainly don't like some new woman on the bridge trying to prove herself and edging in on my turf in the process. Ayumu Kasuga -> @::takes a quick glance at Earth before she begins maneuvering the Republic into the spacedock entrance:: Maryse Dubois -> Well...here we are... Laarell -> And if I can't make that fact well-known and protest it without being sent off the bridge, I don't plan on going back. Fae ->:: Turns for the shutdown order :: Mark Garrison ->::considering how valuable of turf a science station was:: Yes, well I suppose I can agree with you on that. I have no intention of assisting in the operation of this starship while Captain Corizon isn't in command. Cptn Corizon -> @Staunton> ::Nods:: Good, please do so as soon as your duties allow. We will take him into our custody once you arrive. He will be transferred to the Dunedin facility in New Zealand. Laarell -> And I'll be damned if I'll be treated like a criminal when I spent the last... however many days... holed up in my quarters, not taking part in Corizon's proceedings. Cmdr Holly -> @ Well, I presume he'll have a hearing before he's send down there though? Ayumu Kasuga -> @::now that Excalibur has docked, she lines up for final entrance process now that they're next up in the queue:: Capt Rian Kwai -> Excellent. Thank you Ms Waters. ::she stood, nodded:: I'll be in the Ready Room talking with HQ for their direction:: Commander Wydown, you have the bridge. Cmdr Holly -> (Blu) Rue Wydown -> Aye, ma'am. ::nods:: Cmdr Holly -> @ Easy goes it Ayumyu....don't hit the warp button Laarell -> If I want to go for a walk on Deck 15 on my mid-day break, I should be able to. If I want to go out and run my "Risan Holiday Gone Wild" program on the holodeck when I get off my shift, I damned well better be able to. Martial-fracking-law? I don't think so. Not after what I've just had to go through. ::a little bit unhappy, just a little:: Fae -> :: Looks, then, to Rue :: DOcking mode? Shut her down? Rue Wydown -> Docking mode. Don't release the airlocks until we have instructions. :;leaning back in her seat:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Smirks.:: Not like you can do anything since we're locked down. Fae -> Aye. Locks secured. Ayumu Kasuga -> @ Heh, even Captain Kirk wouldn't go to warp in Spacedock. Fae -> :: Sets master mode to 'docking' :: Fae -> +Engineering+ Done with engines. Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::eyes her food, pushed away:: Mark Garrison -> Risan Holiday Gone...::he stopped himself:: Well, uh, I can't agree more. Whatever you were doing in your quarters while we were out breaking up smuggling rings...well, you shouldn't face any legal consequences. Ayumu Kasuga -> @::alligns the ship with its designated docking berth, presumably beside or close to the : STSF_BluRox -> @+Stauntom+ I've already contacted Admiral Chadwick to let him know we'd be coming down shortly Fae -> :: Monitors the checklist as power is switched to external :: Apollo -> @Staunton> ::Nods:: There will be an a hearing, but for now will be transfered to Dunedin until such time as that hearing begins. ::Smiles:: I look foreward to your report. Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::purses his lips, looking at her, waiting for her to make eye contact:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::sighs, finally looking up, meeting his gaze:: Laarell -> ::doesn't take the bait, and certainly not about to mention that she was covertly translating a Romulan database for Makisu:: I know that. Laarell -> ::smiles:: Ayumu Kasuga -> @::backing into their berth, before making contact:: Docking procedure completed. Docking clamps engaged. Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::holds her attention for a long moment:: Fae -> :: decides it isn't her place to decide which security team ought to be at the airlock. :: Victria -> ::Victria turned her gaze from the main viewer to Maryse, watching the doctor for a few moments before finally turning and taking up the Tactical station to run through the standard security docking procedures.:: Mark Garrison -> ::pulls on his collar uncomfortably:: Well...umm....what are you doing here? Charlotte Matsumura -> ::silent communication between them, she pulls her tray back over to her and takes a few small bites:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Leaning forward on the railing, looking down at Rue. Quietly:: How's the head? Rue Wydown -> +Robinson+ Mr Robinson. ::trying to remember if that was the guys name or not:: Yeah, Mr Robinson. We've docked now. Just thought you should know. Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::returns his attention to his own food and a somewhat comfortable silence falls between them:: Ayumu Kasuga -> @::hearing and feeling the soft clunks as the Spacedock's umbilical and airlocks secure into place with the Republic:: Rue Wydown -> Still attached, Doctor. ::a bit more reserved with Dubois:: Cmdr Holly -> @ +Staunton+ Blu out Fiona Weber -> I'm managing my lab and keeping out of Ka-wai's way. Catching up. That sort of thing. Cptn Corizon -> @Staunton> We will also have instructions for what to do with the Excalibur and her crew. ::Smiles again:: Again, thank you for all your work and I commend you and your crew for operating with such distinction during this mission. Staunton, out. Cmdr Holly -> ((move that down) LtCmdrRobinson -> +Rue+ Thank you kindly for the notification. STSF_BluRox -> @ +Staunton+ Understood, we'll be arriving at Chadwicks office in a bit. I presume Lyle, Mackie and Capt Rian Kwai -> +Republic+ Kwai to Republic. LtCmdrRobinson -> ::will be glad when he can stop babysitting the pink glittering device:: Ayumu Kasuga -> @ ::powers down thrusters:: +Kwai+ This is REpublic, Captain. We read you? STSF_BluRox -> the Security council will be called together shortly. Blu out Cmdr Holly -> +Kwai+ Go ahead Ayumu Kasuga -> @Oh. ::Shrugs:: STSF_BluRox -> ::stands and head out onto the bridge:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods.:: Well I would hope so, especially now that we're probably going to be stuck here for a while. ::Smiles.:: They'll be looking to you, ya know. Cmdr Holly -> @ ::winks at Ayumu: whispers Thanks! Ayumu Kasuga -> @::continuing powering down engines:: Docking process is complete. ::As the ADmiral enters the Bridge:: Capt Rian Kwai -> +Kasuga+ When the the Admiral has a moment, let her know I'll need to talk to her. Ayumu Kasuga -> @(w) No prob Cmdr Holly -> @ +Kwai+ She just came on the bridge, Admiral, Kwai for you Rue Wydown -> Who will be looking for whom? ::raises a brow:: Maryse Dubois -> All of us. ::Smirks.:: We need someone to keep us together. STSF_BluRox -> @ Kwai, what is it? Capt Rian Kwai -> +Republic+ Admiral, do we have instructions yet on the release of the ship? Charlotte Matsumura -> I...should probably head back to my quarters. STSF_BluRox -> @+Kwai+ I'm about to take the Captain in to headquarters and discuss the situation. Please hold there and keep things in order until we send you more instructions. Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> Care for an escort? STSF_BluRox -> make sure Security keep that cloak and files secured for now, Rue Wydown -> ((The pinnnnnnk box)) STSF_BluRox -> We're still not sure how JAG is going to handle the rest of the crew yet, if they are under arrest, or if it will be a case by case situation Charlotte Matsumura -> ::smirks:: Only if you think I'll go somewhere other than my quarters. Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> Depends entirely on how much your cowboy captain has rubbed off on you. ::mirroring her expression:: Capt Rian Kwai -> +Blu+ Acknowledged. ::nods:: Victria -> ::She spared another glance for the screen, leaning slightly on her display. All security measures were now offline save for those still assigned to patrol and keep order while they were docked.:: STSF_BluRox -> @ +com+ It may be a general courtmartial for them all, or Corizon may take the brunt of it, we'll update you as soon as possible STSF_BluRox -> Blu out Charlotte Matsumura -> Not very possible. I'm not sure I've ever really been in the same room with him. Rue Wydown -> Highly doubtful with this group. STSF_BluRox -> @ Holly, I'm going to see to the Captain. Apollo, please join me Mark Garrison -> ::eyes Laarell over, waiting for her answer:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> Still, guess I should pull my due diligence, right? Apollo -> @ ::Finishes aggregating the data and stands:: Aye. Maryse Dubois -> ::Tries not to laugh.:: True. I guess we're all a littler hard headed, some more than others. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::shaking her head:: Right. STSF_BluRox -> @ Bring that data with you please, as well as the pad from Holly from Science Cmdr Holly -> @ ::hands Apollo the science padd:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::glances at her half-finished potato, takes a sip of her tea, then rises:: If you're finished, then? Laarell -> (Answered up there, hold on, it just blanked it) Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::nods, rising, tossing his napkin in his plate:: Apollo -> @Apollo> ::nods and transfers his own data before following along:: Laarell -> Keeping out of Kwai's way. Managing. You know, things that we do when we've been off-duty for awhile. STSF_BluRox -> @::steps into the lift:: Brig Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::gestures toward the door:: After you, Lieutenant. Apollo -> @::Glances over as the lift door closes:: As first missions go, that went pretty smoothly. We didn't even scratch the paint. STSF_BluRox -> @::holding door for Apollo:: Ayumu Kasuga -> @::finishes up her power down routines, waiting for release orders as well. Does not extend air-locks for the time being:: Rue Wydown -> ::mutters to herself:: Some of them are. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::shaking her head at the boyish grin breaking across his features, heads for the door:: STSF_BluRox -> @ More importantly, we didn’t' have to fire upon the Excalibur Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::is just about along side her as they exit into the corridor, headed for the lift:: Capt Rian Kwai -> ::exhales heavily then exits out onto the bridge:: We're to remain on the ship until further instructions are given. The Admiralty are still sorting things out. As well as the JAG officers. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::stepping into the lift, and giving the order for the deck:: Ayumu Kasuga -> (brb) Apollo -> @ ::nods:: The Captain seemed fairly genuine in his surrender speech, as it turns out. STSF_BluRox -> @::door opens and exits towards the brig:: Since most of my security officers are over on Excalibur, you'll escort the Captain to headquarters with me to deliver the information, then I'll have you head back to the ship Fae -> :: tries not to react. This will take considerable sorting. :: Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::standing behind her, silent, as the lift does its thing:: Apollo -> @ ::NodS:: STSF_BluRox -> @ Anyone, can make a pretty speech Rue Wydown -> Can we do something to keep the natives from getting too restless? Mark Garrison -> mmm...::he considered:: I've just always had an image of you delegating that stuff off to your subordinates. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Stands hearing footsteps:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::the doors part and she makes her way down the corridor, feeling Adam only a few paces behind:: STSF_BluRox -> @ Wait here please....::turns and enters the brig:: Fae -> :: Puts a view of the forward airlock on a corner of the main screen :: Capt Rian Kwai -> What do you have in mind? Cptn Corizon -> Makisu> I wonder how long they're going to keep us bottled up on the ship... ::frowns:: Cmdr Holly -> @ Ayumu, go ahead and power down systems once we've confirmed dock Maryse Dubois -> Releasing Martial law might help... ::Mutters:: STSF_BluRox -> @ ::nods to the guards:: I'll be taking the Captain to headquarters. Please have one of your men accompany us as well Rue Wydown -> ::casts a dark glare at Dubois, thinking that's not helping:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::pausing before her quarters:: Thank you for the escort. I feel so much safer now. Maryse Dubois -> ::Shrugs innocently.:: Rue Wydown -> Perhaps you and I should have a conversation. Off bridge? ::she motions to the ready room:: Cptn Corizon -> @ ::He stood, straightening his uniform jacket and ran a hand through his hair. He took a deep breath, he was prepared.:: Ayumu Kasuga -> @::Continues station-keeping for the moment:: STSF_BluRox -> @::turns and punches in the codes to release the door:: Captain, we've arrived at Earth, and its time we head over Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> Well, I'm sure you were just waiting for the right moment to take the ship back over and rescue your fearless leader. Laarell -> I usually do, but I needed something to do to keep me busy on duty. Otherwise I'd be forced to go back to my quarters. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Nods:: Of course, Admiral. Cmdr Holly -> @ Ayumu(think you missed it when bounced...Holly asked if you were finished with docking to power down the appropriate systems_) Charlotte Matsumura ->::purses lips:: Hmm. That was it, exactly. I'm lulling you into a false sense of security, and then, single handedly, I'll take back the ship. Ayumu Kasuga -> (Oh... I did miss it thanks) Capt Rian Kwai -> No, that's quite all right. We can open up the more public areas of the ship. The exits are currently restricted until we hear from HQ. No use of the transporters or whatnot without authorization, but the ships lounges and what not can be used. Charlotte Matsumura -> Because I'm just *that* bloody good. LtCmdrRobinson ->::having a small Texas Hold'em tournament with his security team in front of the cloaking device to pass the time:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::smirking:: STSF_BluRox -> @ Seems quite a few people would like to talk with you. I had presumed they'd have a hearing first, but seems someone else wants you transferred to NZ while that is in progress Mark Garrison -> I know what you mean...::looks around:: I'm bored. Ayumu Kasuga -> @ Yes, Commander.. have finished docking and am now working on shutting down the appropriate systems. It shouldn't take much longer Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> I knew there had to be some reason you were giving me the time of day. Fae ->:: Pokes a few extra buttons to restrict transporter use :: Cmdr Holly -> ( whoo...go Will_ Charlotte Matsumura -> And now that you know, whatever will you do with me? Capt Rian Kwai -> We might be here for a bit. STSF_BluRox -> @ If you would accompany me please Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::reaches behind her, keying her quarters access code with one hand, the other hand, against her arm, maneuvers her into the quarters:: Victria ->::Listening to Rian and Rue's conversation while working, though her attention was on the panel beneath her hands.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> Make sure you're secure. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::nods:: Not surprising. Given the nature of this whole affair, I am sure they want to make sure they have everything lined up before they summarily end my career and send me off to a penal colony. ::Smiles:: Of course, Admiral. STSF_BluRox -> @ ::heads to transporter room:: Charlotte Matsumura ->::stands just inside her quarters, wondering at how he's now done that maneuver twice:: Fae ->:: sets up internal sensors to report if an outside transporter reaches into Excal :: Rue Wydown -> That's at least something. ::looking at the viewport:: Charlotte Matsumura ->::looking out at him:: You're going to have to teach me that trick. Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> All in good time. Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::glances up the corridor, then down, seeing no one:: Capt Rian Kwai -> I'm assuming that the crew will want to contact their JAG reps when we have the chance. We'll have information on how to do that shortly, I'm sure. Apollo -> @ :Following the Captain and Admiral along:: STSF_BluRox -> @ ::motions to the padd: If you would please.... ::steps up herself, and waits for Apollo and the security guards:: Please beam us to SF Headquarters, Location 344 B, security code Blu483 Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> I'll see you in a few days, love. ::quietly:: Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Steps onto the PADD:: STSF_BluRox -> @ Energize.... ::beams into secured location, StarFleet Headquarters, Security Division Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::gives her a "significant glance":: ::then steps back, bowing slightly:: Until next time, Lieutenant. Charlotte Matsumura ->::swallows back a knot:: Mister Pierson. Cptn Corizon -> << two minute warning >> Ayumu Kasuga -> @The Admiral and Captain...and Apollo have beamed off the ship. Ayumu Kasuga -> Captain Corizon* Capt Rian Kwai -> ((Elvis has left the building)) Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::the doors close and he remains standing there for a long moment:: Charlotte Matsumura ->::remains on the other side of the door, hovering, suddenly feeling very alone:: Capt Rian Kwai ->::muttering to herself:: Holly better not be stealing my seat. I'm so looking forward to being just an XO again. Charlotte Matsumura -> Pierson> ::hand twitches toward the keypad once again, before he admonishes himself, turning and heading down the corridor:: Cmdr Holly -> @ Understood, thank you. Once this mess is resolved, I"m sure you'll be wanting to tale some leave time? Charlotte Matsumura ->::shifts over in the room, leaning her hips against her desk:: Charlotte Matsumura ->::exhaling:: Cmdr Holly -> @ Just this time Ms Ayumu...try not crashing any ships near a populated beach! Rue Wydown ->::shakes her head a bit:: Ayumu Kasuga -> @Shut down process complete. Yes, Commander.. I'd certainly appreciate it. Cmdr Holly -> @ :enjoying her seat:: Cptn Corizon -> #ACTION> As Blu, Apollo and Corizon materialize a group of Starfleet Security officers arrive to take custody of the Captain. Ayumu Kasuga -> @::chuckles:: Yes, I'll do well to keep that in mind! Fae -> (( Wonders if Republic crew can manage to get itself banned from Earth? )) STSF_BluRox -> @ I'll take those now Apollo. Thank you. You are free to return to the ship and await further orders Cptn Corizon -> #::Glances over to his 'ride' and then to Blu:: Admiral, I know we haven't had the best relationship, but I do want to thank you and commend you for your dedication. I wish you and your crew the best. Capt Rian Kwai -> ((Hope. Earth is a happy place)) Ayumu Kasuga -> @::has no plans on joining Corizon in the klink on her shoreleave:: STSF_BluRox -> # Good luck to you as well Captain Apollo -> #Apollo> ::nods and hand it over:: Capt Rian Kwai -> ((Nope, I mean)) LtCmdrRobinson -> (( Statistically we have a 40% chance of being banned from any planet we visit, I ran the numbers )) STSF_BluRox -> (corizon, pm) STSF_BluRox -> (wow, it's down to that now?!nice) Cptn Corizon -> #And assuming they don't throw me in the clink forever, if you're ever in need of help, give me a ring. I promise not to leave you hanging this time. ::Smiles:: LtCmdrRobinson -> (( well I'm not counting planets we destroy and are unable to revisit ever again )) Cptn Corizon -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Corizon -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Corizon -> PAUSE SIM Fae ->:: paused :: Maryse Dubois ->::paused:: Cmdr Holly -> @(shhh Will, that Database is pretty large!) Rue Wydown -> ((Wh-wha-what? Destroyed planets?)) Ayumu Kasuga ->::Paused:: LtCmdrRobinson ->::paused:: Charlotte Matsumura -> (( Stolen Earth, whot? )) Cptn Corizon -> I would say i never destroyed a planet... Cptn Corizon -> But that's not entirely true. STSF_BluRox -> (that was a long time ago, hush, and ..it was a moon) Ayumu Kasuga -> That's no moon! Cptn Corizon -> Alright, so nice work everyone. Cptn Corizon -> For TBS, how long do you guys want. I don't particularly care. We will be joining Republic tomorrow at 11 for our last joint sim, so do try to attend. STSF_BluRox -> was just discussing with Rue that very thing STSF_BluRox -> Figure at least a day? Ayumu Kasuga -> Sounds all right. LtCmdrRobinson -> 47 years between sims STSF_BluRox -> Blu will have been in lots of meetings I'm sure, Excal is going to be locked down til all are questioned Id assume from talking to Rue, Rep, prob will get to release some of you for leave after we get the cloak moved and the romulans Rue Wydown -> I don't wanna age 47 years Cptn Corizon -> Alright. Hope to see many of you tomorrow.

Na My cookies! ::hoards them, either being the Rihannsu version of the Cookie Monster or did na learn to share well in Kindergarten::

Here's our chatlog guys. Enjoy! Cptn Corizon -> MISSION BRIEF: The Excalibur and the Republic are en route to Earth. Corizon has been confined to the Republic's brig, while Captain Rian Kwai has been put in command of the Excalibur. She has been conducting an investigation into the activities of the Excalibur during her AWOL period. Cptn Corizon -> Questions> Capt Rian Kwai -> Ruh roh. There's Holly Heather Jamieson -> You can say that again. Cptn Corizon -> Alrightly, let's get this show on the road. Cptn Corizon -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Corizon -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Corizon -> BEGIN SIM Capt Rian Kwai -> ::in the ready room:: August Jax Robinson -> ::In Excal's engine room:: Fae -> :: At Excal Ops :: Cptn Corizon -> @::In the Brig of Republic, meditating:: STSF_BluRox -> Republic use @ tonight please Capt Rian Kwai -> +Robinson+ Mr Robinson, Can I see you in the Ready Room, please. Tandaris Admiran -> ::still hiding in his quarters:: Heather Jamieson -> @ :: On the Republic bridge, manning the science station there :: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::in main security:: August Jax Robinson -> ::smiles at Will::: you have to go Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ::in main security, looking over Charlotte's shoulder as they review information:: STSF_BluRox -> @ Holly could you do me a favor please? Rue Wydown -> ::meandering to the main part of sickbay, rubbing the back of her head:: Cmdr Holly -> @ Depends on the favor... Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> Scrub that last bit there, and I think we're good. Apollo -> @ ::On the Republic's bridge, sitting to the side of the command seat, looking at a status monitor:: LtCmdrRobinson -> +Kwai+ On my way. STSF_BluRox -> @ Security is busy over on the other ship. I wish to speak with our 'guest'..... Charlotte Matsumura -> ::glances up at him, then makes the appropriate edit:: August Jax Robinson -> ::Smirkie, waves:: Mark Garrison -> ::sitting in his office, if only so some Republican doesn't steal it:: LtCmdrRobinson -> Someone is in trouble, hopefully not me. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::removes the data chip, passing it back to him:: Victria -> ::Striding into Main Security, Victria threw a glare at one of the intruding Republic crew members before snatching up her orders from the duty officer.:: Capt Rian Kwai -> ::looking around the Captain's ready room, feeling a bit out of sorts here:: Charlotte Matsumura -> If that's all? Cmdr Holly -> @ Which guest? The very unhappy female, or the equally unhappy one in the brig? Rue Wydown -> ((ROFL Garrison!)) Maryse Dubois -> ::Walks into sickbay after her little excursion to the morgue. Spots Rue rubbing her head.:: Is it bugging you? August Jax Robinson -> ::can't wait for Will to Leave so she cn get another look at the Claok:: Cmdr Holly -> (( it's the fleas Spots)) Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> Yup. ::tosses the chip up and snaps it out of midair:: Thanks a ton. LtCmdrRobinson -> ::assigns someone else to babysitting duty for the cloak and heads that direction:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Mi casa is su casa... Or something like that. August Jax Robinson -> you Stink WILL!! Rue Wydown -> ::turns, spotting Maryse:: Aye, Doctor. Feeling a bit out of sorts. ::tight smile:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ::grins:: That's what I hear. ::gives a shaka salute as he heads out of main sec:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ::exits into the corridor, heading down to the lift with a bit of a jaunty step:: Maryse Dubois -> Alright. Up you go. ::Points to a bed.:: August Jax Robinson -> ::Follows him:: STSF_BluRox -> @ I would like to speak with the guest that is currently residing in our brig. While I should leave him there for now, I have too much going on up here to keep traipsing off down there. August Jax Robinson -> why do you have to be a pain all the tionme? Ayumu Kasuga -> !@#$%^&*()_::checks course and Excalibur's status as they head back to Earth:: August Jax Robinson -> *time STSF_BluRox -> @ Please escort him up here to my ready room Charlotte Matsumura -> ::pops into the lift, ordering it to the bridge:: LtCmdrRobinson -> Someone has to do it. ::enters lift:: Victria -> ::Victria glared at the Republic officer as he passed and stared after him, gaze narrowed slightly. Turning on her heel, she threw a glance at Charlotte and moved past her into Mark's office.:: Rue Wydown -> ::slips up on the biobed:: Thanks Dubois. ::a bit uncharacteristically quiet:: Heather Jamieson -> @ +Link+ "Lt. Jamieson to Link." August Jax Robinson -> ::Steps onto the lift, glances at Charlotte:: August Jax Robinson -> but always you?! LtCmdrRobinson -> ::nods at Jax:: Apollo -> Yes, Heather? Charlotte Matsumura -> ((Not Charlotte)) Mark Garrison -> ::acknowledges Victria's arrival with a glance, quickly returning to his padd and what was hopefully coffee in the mug:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ((Should have been Adam> )) August Jax Robinson -> *Adam Apollo -> @::Is literally five feet away:: Cmdr Holly -> !@#$%^&*()_+> Sure thing Admiral Capt Rian Kwai -> ::sits up and moves a PADD away from herself:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods quietly, as she tilts Rue's head to examine the back.:: Any disorientation, nausea, or headaches? August Jax Robinson -> you always spoil my fun Heather Jamieson -> :: Heather brused back a lock of her auburn hair. She's needed to do something about it for weeks, but something always came up. :: Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ::stepping to the back of the lift, staying out of the way:: Cmdr Holly -> ::nods and fades out of the room, appearing in main security Rue Wydown -> Headache, actually, but that might be due to as much as dealing with Captain Kwai as my little bop to the head. That and the back itches a bit. August Jax Robinson -> I get a chance to get my hands dirty and you pull me away! Charlotte Matsumura -> ::unsecuring the terminal to regular operation:: LtCmdrRobinson -> You had a chance to get electrocuted again. ::steps off the lift and heads for the ready room door, ringing the chime:: STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> Ayumu, can you contact Captain Kwai for me please? Heather Jamieson -> :: sighs :: "I'm sorry Chief. I've put in some long hours.. and less coffee than usual/ Victria -> I am off shift in a few minutes. ::She tossed her data padd onto his desk after signing off on her duty points.:: Capt Rian Kwai -> ::glancing up:: Enter. Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ::following to the ready room, smirking at the odd conversation with the Robinsons:: August Jax Robinson -> it didn't hurt m uch! Cptn Corizon -> @::sitting placidly in his cell:: Ayumu Kasuga -> !@#$%^&*() OH yes, sir. Of course.. +Kwai+ Republic to Captain Kwai... Apollo -> ::Smiles:: I think we all have. Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ...I can just take a number, if you're busy? ::peering around the bulkhead at Kwai, charming smile at the ready:: Apollo -> @* Capt Rian Kwai -> +Kasuga+ This is Kwai, go ahead. ::motions to Robinson and Pierson, waving them both in:: Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> ::walks into the living area, where Tandaris is reclining, reading on a PADD:: Are you still moping? Mark Garrison -> Excellent. ::he put the padd down, which wasn't even turned on:: I'm not even on shift, I've just been holding the fort from the Republicans. Tandaris Admiran -> ::without looking up:: No. ::Yes:: Ayumu Kasuga -> !@#$%^&*() +Kwai+ Please stay on the line for a communciation from Admiral BluRox. LtCmdrRobinson -> ::steps in:: August Jax Robinson -> ::Looks at Kwai:: am I inviteed or should I go? Maryse Dubois -> Don't we all have a headache right now...::Looks over the wound.:: Hmm...you have some bruising, but that's to be expected. ::Picks up a tricorder and begins scanning.:: A little swelling, from the bruising. Nothing severe. Heather Jamieson -> @ :: Smiles and locks her eyes to his :: "More to explain later. I am watching sensors now. Is there anything else you need of me?" Ayumu Kasuga -> All set sir. Comunication channel is open Capt Rian Kwai -> Um, Sorry Jax. I'm going to ask that you stay outside for this little meeting. I'm sorry. Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> Well, stop it. You're dampening the mood of the entire room. Look, even the plants don't like it. Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ::enters, flopping his wiry frame into a chair with ease:: STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> +Rian+ How have you progressed on that situation you briefed me on earlier? Apollo -> @ Not that I know of. August Jax Robinson -> no problem, I have an engsin down stairs to dismiss August Jax Robinson -> ::turns around and heads back to the lift:: Capt Rian Kwai -> +Blu+ Admiral, I applogize, but I'm just about to brief Robinson on the situation. Can I comm you back, please? Cmdr Holly -> !@#$%^&*()_+> ::walks over to talk to the security officer and to ask him to open the cell for her Victria -> Afraid someone is going to appropriate your office, do you? ::Raises a brow.:: STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> +Kwai+ That's fine, BluRox out Maryse Dubois -> ::Puts down the tric and picks up a hypo and a regenerator.:: The good stuff. ::Gives Rue an injection, then slowly runs the regenerator around the back of her head.:: Rue Wydown -> ::winces at the spray of the hypo, then sits still as the regenerator is run:: Sorry about this, luv. I know this has to be trying for you too. Mark Garrison -> ::considers:: Perhaps. I at least intend to get as much use out it while it's still my office. Cmdr Holly -> !@#$%^&*()_+> ::walks over to the forcefield and keys in a code opening the portal:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::furrowing her brow at the increased traffic, noting that it's basically two shifts -- Excal and Republic -- passing through. Tandaris Admiran -> ::now he looks up:: I'm experincing deja vu here. This is the second time we've lost our cloaking device, and it's likely now that someone else will replace Corizon--assuming they don't just fire all of us. Capt Rian Kwai -> ::deep breath, then turns her attention to the two officers in front of her:: Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Opens his eyes as the hologram appears:: Cmdr Holly -> !@#$%^&*()_+> Captain, the Admiral would like to continue her discussion with you. In her ready room. If you please follow me? Victria -> I have been told that we are expected to be confined to quarters when not on duty. ::She noted, dryly.:: Capt Rian Kwai -> Lt Peirson, I pressume? ::raises a brow, glancing at him from head to toe:: Cmdr Holly -> <not sure he would know she's a hologram yet> Tandaris Admiran -> ::sighs:: But I can't do anything about either of those eventualities, so I might as well catch up on some reading. ::holds up the PADD:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ::stretches long legs out, fingers interlaced at his navel:: Reporting as ordered. Cmdr Holly -> !@#$%^&*()_+> This way please... Cptn Corizon -> << unless she happens to have a smell, i would think it would be obvious >> August Jax Robinson -> ::Enters Engineering, walks over to the claok:: Capt Rian Kwai -> Mr Robinson, meet Mr Pierson. ::she motioned between the two men:: Tandaris Admiran -> <<Corizon can probably tell from its lack of smell>> LtCmdrRobinson -> ::nods a greeting:: Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Stands, nods:: Of course. Tandaris Admiran -> Cloaking device> ::resplendent as usual:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ::nods in return:: Mr. Robinson. Mark Garrison -> I wouldn't be a very good chief of security, if I couldn't break out of my quarters now would I? ::smirks:: Then I'd have to assume the other night you were on duty? Cmdr Holly -> (I can work with that Tandaris! ok, so he knows) Mark Garrison -> ::smirk grows:: Capt Rian Kwai -> ((I hear it's pink and sparkly too)) August Jax Robinson -> ::opens panel agAIN:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Shrugs a little.:: Comes with the job I guess. I actually find the whole situation a little amusing. Romulans, smugglers, being shot at, possible court martial...It's just one big thrill ride. LtCmdrRobinson -> <<please dice gods dont kill me wife, I cant handle 4 kids on my own>> August Jax Robinson -> <<I love pinkl and sparkly>> Charlotte Matsumura -> << It's a Twilight box >> August Jax Robinson -> ::opens tric:: Rue Wydown -> Sure, right. ::grim smile:: So, am I good to go again. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::rises from her seat, crossing to the rep and ordering a cup of tea:: Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> Aren't you worried about what will happen to us? LtCmdrRobinson -> ::wonders what this little get-together is about:: Capt Rian Kwai -> Mr Robinson, what I'm about to discuss with you does not leave this room. Right now only a few members of the team know what is going on, for the safety of both crews. Understood? Victria -> I was going to sneak into the holodeck and kill something. I would invite you along, but I would hate to involve you in anything that might call your loyalty to Starfleet into question. ::She snorted at the irony of that statement:: Tandaris Admiran -> Should I? Would it matter? Either Starfleet decides to hand us over to the Symbiosis Commission, or it keeps us around. LtCmdrRobinson -> I can keep my mouth shut, Captain. Capt Rian Kwai -> Even under torture by your wife? ::amused glance, circling around the desk tot he two men:: Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> And ... if it's the former? STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+>::turns to Heather:: If you would please send a message to Arrain t'Mirok, please let her know we'll be in a transmission window shortly, and if she would like to send a message back to her government, I will allow her a short data burst LtCmdrRobinson -> Yes. She has tried before and I did fine. LtCmdrRobinson -> She's not good at torture. August Jax Robinson -> <<he lies! and talks in his sleeep!!>> Charlotte Matsumura -> <<LOL!>> Maryse Dubois -> Oh yeah. ::Nods, a little quieter now.:: Speaking of Romulans. I know that this place used to be yours and all, but I'd at least like to be told if someone is going to do reconstructive surgery in my sickbay. Capt Rian Kwai -> ((Some nights........)) STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> ACTION: As Jax opens her tricorder and isn't so coordinated, not being able to chew gum, walk and tric at the same time, walks into the door jam, knocking herself out Tandaris Admiran -> All of my contigency plans were for escape into the Gamma Quadrant. I never thought we'd get caught in the Romulan Neutral Zone. STSF_BluRox -> <sorry jax, one pair of dice, that's all you got> Cptn Corizon -> @::follows Holly, quietly:: Mark Garrison -> ::considers, then shrugs:: Eh, why not. Might as well have a little fun while we're dragged back to Earth. LtCmdrRobinson -> <<thank you boss, I'll paypal you that money later>> August Jax Robinson -> ::Falls to the gropund out:: Tandaris Admiran -> Crewman Kent> ::glares at Jax's unconscious body, then goes back to work:: Maryse Dubois -> My people do regular inventory. Found a few things missing. ::Half smiles.:: I understand possibly why it was done, and don't really care who was under the makeup. But I'd at least like to be informed. August Jax Robinson -> <<HEY!>> Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ::looking for all the galaxy as if he hasn't a care in the world:: Mark Garrison -> ::finishes off his mug, moving over to the Al-Ucard:: Cmdr Holly -> !@#$%^&*()_+> Just up this lift... Rue Wydown -> ::levels a look at Maryse:: This was not a need to know situation. When you do need to be informed, you will be. Now if that is all, I have other duties to attend to. Cptn Corizon -> @ :Nods: Of course. Capt Rian Kwai -> Mr Pierson has been temporarily assigned to your security detail during the trip to Earth. August Jax Robinson -> RepSec> ::Calls up to Excal's sickbay for help:: Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> So again, I ask, what happens if Starfleet is not so understanding? You _are_ the one who built the cloaking device, correct? I'm not a legal expert, but "I was following Corizon's orders" isn't going to be a brilliant defence. Maryse Dubois -> ::Nods.:: That's all. Same deal as before. Don't over due it, ok? I might come and check on you later. Heather Jamieson -> @ :: She was not sure what was stranger, looking for the Excalibur in Romulan territory or escorting her home. Either way the tension on the Republic was high. :: Capt Rian Kwai -> ::waiting for the "why" question from Robinson:: LtCmdrRobinson -> ::doesn't like new people thrown into his team:: OK. For what purposes? Cmdr Holly -> !@#$%^&*()_+>: Lift stops on bridge:: Here we are Tandaris Admiran -> ::lays his PADD on one side:: Hmm. I suppose we could argue that Starfleet should incarcerate me instead of sending me back to Trill. It's not as if Admiran can serve out a sentence for something I did. Maryse Dubois -> ::Hears the comm, sighing.:: What now? +RepSec+ Where is the emergency? STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+>::turns seeing that Holly has returned with the Captain in tow:: Thank you Holly, you have the bridge Cmdr Holly -> !@#$%^&*()_+> Aye sir. Let me know if you need anything else August Jax Robinson -> RepSec> +Sickbay+ Umm, Someone has been knocked out... Victria -> ::She exited his office and entered main security, pausing as she saw Charlotte at her duty station. She threw a glance to Mark with one raised eyebrow in silent question.:: Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> Oh, that's brilliant. Let an interstellar military organization lock you up instead of scientists with the pointy sticks? Capt Rian Kwai -> ::glances at Pierson before going back to Robinson, deep sigh:: It's a long story, but the Cliff-Notes version, Mr Pierson is a Intellegence officer. We're trying to protect his identiy from both tr'Mirok and the crew here who seem to be head hunting him. ::raises a brow:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::with her tea, settles back in at the watch desk:: Ayumu Kasuga -> ::takes a quick look at Corizon, before returning her attention to the viewscreen:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::frowns:: Now you sound like Laarell. Rue Wydown -> ::heading out of sickbay, feeling very much out of sorts at the moment:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::trying to find something to do, so as not to have to be secured to quarters until she's ready to sleep:: STSF_BluRox -> Follow me please Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> ... I'm just going to pretend you didn't say that, for your sake. Maryse Dubois -> +RepSec+ I'm on my way. ::Grabs a kit and walks out of sickbay.:: STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> ::turns and heads to the ready room:: Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Heads towards the Ready Room, remaining emotionless in his countenance:: Aye. LtCmdrRobinson -> Well wont people get suspicious since you just pulled us both into this room together? And assigned him to me? Mark Garrison -> ::not catching her drift, he motioned Victria closer:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::pinching the bridge of her nose, sighing, as the long hours are starting to catch up to her:: Tandaris Admiran -> ::slightly contrite:: Sorry. I didn't mean it that way. I just ... you know what? I don't know what I mean any more. Isn't that the problem? Capt Rian Kwai -> Not really. They don't know our crew. And there's alot of them running around. Even I'm having a hard time keeping track of who's here. Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> Well, and there's also the small fact that, should any one get curious, all the appropriate documentation is already in place. Maryse Dubois -> ::Gets to where Jax had knocked herself out. Kneels down to her and begins scanning, not bothering to look up at the people around her.:: What happened? ::Asking the closest person.:: STSF_BluRox -> Please have a seat Victria -> You think she would risk it? ::Not sure how much of a goody-goody officer Charlotte was and whether it would be safe to tell her where they were going or invite her along.:: Victria -> ::Speaking quietly to Mark.:: Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Enters the Readr Room and takes his seat:: Laarell -> (I misread "up" for "out" there, Maryse) Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> And here we go again. It always comes back to that. How reductive. Maryse Dubois -> <<Well in Jax's case...>> Laarell -> (And thought someone had been doing her studying on the Rep side of things!) Mark Garrison -> ::he looked back, sizing Charlotte up:: Absolutely. August Jax Robinson -> Rep Sec> Umm she was working and hit her head.. I heard she was hard headed. But I guess not hard enough LtCmdrRobinson -> ::nods:: Is he staying on board here or returning to the Republic? Laarell -> (:D) STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> Would you care for anything to eat or drink? Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Lifts an ear, but doesn't comment.:: No, thank you. Capt Rian Kwai -> To that crew out on the bridge, they think I've called two of my officers into the Ready Room event though I haven't seen Mr Pierson outside of his Romulan outfit. ::she siezed him up:: Not really what I expected at all. Capt Rian Kwai -> He's to remain on Excalibur during our trip. STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> Very well. With most of my security over on your ship, I wanted to make sure you had been fed. Heather Jamieson -> @ :: gets up and walks next to Link and gets our her PADD :: Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> That's me. Full of surprises. Maryse Dubois -> ::Sighs:: Luckily nothing major, just a slight bump. ::Gives Jax a small does of something to bring her about.:: Rue Wydown -> ::heading into lift:: Bridge. ::leans against the back wall:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ::boyish grin:: STSF_BluRox -> <oh oh Rian thinks he's cute!!> August Jax Robinson -> ::opens her eyes:: huh? STSF_BluRox -> ((oh oh, Rian thinks he's cute) Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Nods:: Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> Tandaris, you have to start confronting immediate issues rather than trying to hide behind your past problems. Maybe I've been too soft on you, enabled your avoidance. I don't know. But ... this moping isn't the way to do it. Capt Rian Kwai -> ::trying to remain professional here, don't blush, don't blush:: Maryse Dubois -> Easy there. Don't move too much yet. You banged your head. Capt Rian Kwai -> ::clears her throat:: Any other questions? STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> I had a few more questions for you, but not the time time to keep running up and down August Jax Robinson -> ::rubs her head:: again? Tandaris Admiran -> I'm _not_ moping. I'm supposed to be in my quarters. Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ::to Robinson:: I'm housebroken and everything. Promise. Rue Wydown -> ::exits out on to the bridge:: What's our status? Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Considering a remark about Cardassian room service, but decides not to, simply nods:: Of course. As I said when I surrendered myself, I have nothing to hide. Maryse Dubois -> ::Eyebrows raise.:: Again? August Jax Robinson -> Yeah... work hazard Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> You've been moping for over a year now, Tandaris. You told me yourself: you don't really care any more. It's all academic, disinteresting. Victria -> ::Moving to the watch desk, she leaned on the display, close to Charlotte.:: You look as though you need a break. LtCmdrRobinson -> Great. Well Lieutentant, in that case we have a cloaking device to babysit. Heather Jamieson -> @ :: to Link :: "I need you to review these when you get the chance." Fae -> Stationkeeping on Republic. Nothing out of the norm. Captain is in the ready room with her security. Capt Rian Kwai -> Will, keep an eye on him, will you? ::raises a brow:: He sounds like trouble all ready. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::sighs, nodding:: Hai... But I'd rather be here, than in my quarters with nothing. STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> Let me begin with an easy question then. I'm still waiting on a full breifing from Captain Kwai, but perhaps you would be so kind as to enlighten me about this dead Romulan aboard your ship? Capt Rian Kwai -> I'll need to borrow Mr Pierson once more for another manner as soon as it can be arranged. Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> Remarkable. A cloaking device on a Federation ship? What will the neighbors think? August Jax Robinson -> ::Sits up slowly:: Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> So pick something. I don't care what. Pick something, and start caring about it. Ships in bottles, obsolete forms of packaging, power distribution networks ... STSF_BluRox -> <fae is on excal right? not rep? Victria -> What about the holodeck? ::Quietly, one eyebrow quirked.:: Would you risk it? Maryse Dubois -> ::Smirks, helping Jax.:: I suppose so. Do be more careful, especially while on this ship. Don't want any unnecessary finger pointing. Mark Garrison -> ::standing behind Victria, arms crossed with a bemused smirk:: Rue Wydown -> ::heads down to her seat, for however much longer she'll keep it:: Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Lifts both ears up, blinks:: Dead_Romulan? August Jax Robinson -> do people get hurt alot on this ship? STSF_BluRox -> ((Fae is on Excal, not Rep, right) Ayumu Kasuga -> <I beive so, yes? Charlotte Matsumura -> ::looks up at Vic, smirking:: Risk what? We're allowed training time on the clock. Ayumu Kasuga -> > Fae -> (Correct) Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> Maybe it _is_ time for you to move on, if this isn't satisfying you. You always seem happiest when you're building something just beyond the edge of sanity. There are plenty of places you can do that. Capt Rian Kwai -> Will, I'll also need to know whether or not you feel the restrictions to quarters can be lifted. Maryse Dubois -> ::Grins.:: Only if you work for Tandaris. Charlotte Matsumura -> Just don't have to specify what *kind* of training. Tandaris Admiran -> ::sighs:: This is just so ... convenient. STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> Aye, Dead Romulan. Cptn Corizon -> @ No one told me about any dead Romulan. August Jax Robinson -> ::takes a deep breath:: LtCmdrRobinson -> I'd rather not lift it. Makes managing the crew easier. LtCmdrRobinson -> We have enough things going on already around here. Capt Rian Kwai -> True. ::nods:: If it's easier to manage, then we'll keep it in place. Victria -> ::She smirked.:: Let us go, then. STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> Humm, several others were able to tell our people this same story August Jax Robinson -> ::gets to her feet:: Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> We could leave. Go somewhere without all this baggage for you. Start fresh. Move on from what's happened here. Rue Wydown -> ((Watching the campers sneaking out after hours)) Charlotte Matsumura -> ::glances to the watch desk, manned by one of the Excal staff, gives a surreptitious nod:: Mark Garrison -> ::chuckles, leading the trio out into the corridors:: Well, well. Aren't we a bunch of rebels. Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ::grimaces a bit, turns his head, looking to the artwork on the wall instead:: Cmdr Holly -> !@#$%^&*()_+> Heather, Ayumu...make sure to keep an eye on Excalibur. I'd hate for them to go drifting off somewhere because we were not watching appropriately Maryse Dubois -> ::Helps Jax up.:: Careful. ::Hanging onto her for a little while longer before easing off of her.:: Charlotte Matsumura -> It appears our captain started a trend, hmm? Capt Rian Kwai -> If there's nothing else at this time, then you are both dismissed. Please be careful out there. ::nodding to both of them, although still trying to reconcile the look of Adam verse his former appearance as Gauis:: Cptn Corizon -> @ I haven't lied to you about anything else, so why would I make up story about this? I know that we had several crew members from the warbird that attacked us in security and I asked my chief of security and our "Romulan Guest" to speak to them. Ayumu Kasuga -> Roger that sir, will do. Cptn Corizon -> @ But I know nothing about any of them being dead. Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ::standing to full height, offers a bow at Kwai, then turns and heads for the bridge:: Heather Jamieson -> @ :: Nods :: "Understood." :: She liked working with Kasuga :: STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> I did not say you lied to me. I asked you if you could elaborate, you said no August Jax Robinson -> Ithink I am OK, not as bad as the shocks from before Rue Wydown -> ::looking at her PADD, chewing on her lower lip:: STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> From my understanding, they are still trying to sort it out over there as well. Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ::stepping out of the RR, pausing by the door to wait for Robinson:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Curious.:: Shocks? Capt Rian Kwai -> ::shakes her head a little, trying to clear her head:: <m>This is going to be a long trip. Fae -> Anything I can help you with, commander? LtCmdrRobinson -> ::exits with Adam:: Ayumu Kasuga -> ::takes another glance at Excalibur's speed, position and distance from the Republic:: They look to be following at a safe distance and speed. No major course deviations from them are detected. Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> What's keeping you here, Tandaris, really? The job? You haven't been much of a _chief_ engineer for a long time. Loyalty to Corizon? You said yourself he probably won't be around much longer. Exploration and adventure? You've confessed that's not what excites you. August Jax Robinson -> yeah, Iwas messing with the Claok and got zapped Mark Garrison -> ((Sorry guys I gotta duck out early, exit me stage left, off to get the booze or something :P)) Rue Wydown -> ::seeing two people exit the Ready Room out of the corner of her eye, but keeps her nose buried into the PADD:: STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> I have also been told that you did manage to get a few cases of these weapons you were looking for? Rue Wydown -> ((Night Garrison!)) Charlotte Matsumura -> (( So that's why the rum is gone... )) Ayumu Kasuga -> <<Captain Pepper!!>> Victria -> ::Having never been considered much of a conformist, she had little issue with rule breaking. Entering the lift, she waited with the others until it reached the holodeck, eyes flitting between the other two security officers.:: It is getting crowded on Excalibur. LtCmdrRobinson -> ::heads for the lift:: Maryse Dubois -> Ah, I see... Charlotte Matsumura -> ::mutters:: you can say that again. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::Nods:: Three. They're of the same design and make as the ones we found in the Gamma Quadrant. Capt Rian Kwai -> ::now waiting for Bardolph's report on the dead Romulan:: August Jax Robinson -> no biggie August Jax Robinson -> ::Smirk:: Tandaris Admiran -> Leave ... Excalibur ... ::says this as if it's an alien concept:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ::following a few steps behind Robinson:: So... standing guard in the engineering spaces, is it? Cptn Corizon -> @ They were aboard the freighter we intercepted in the neutral zone. Maryse Dubois -> Well if you are feeling alright, I guess I'll let you be now. Call me if anything else happens. August Jax Robinson -> sure thing Tandaris Admiran -> I tried that once. I retired--actually retired. He asked me back.... LtCmdrRobinson -> Yes. Its even more exciting then it sounds. Maryse Dubois -> ::Goes on her way, heading to a TL.:: bridge. Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> He's not going to do that this time, is he? What else is there for you here? August Jax Robinson -> ::Takes a seat:: STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> What can you tell me about both human and romulan prisoners. And...I want to know how this ties in with the reports of 'several' intelligence agent aboard your ship? Just how many do you 'have'? Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> Everything on this ship is more exciting than it sounds. Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ::shaking his head:: Heather Jamieson -> :: walks up to Kasuga to discuss ways to track Excalibur in case it leaves :: Cptn Corizon -> @ The humans were on the freighter, we intercepted it in order to investigate their cargo. There was an accident aboard the ship, combined with an attack by a warbird. I had the crew beamed aboard and confined to the brig while we search the cargo we managed to snag. Victria -> ::At the holodeck, she called up one of the training programs and coded in her own personal preferences, which she thought the others would find extremely challenging.:: I will be most glad when they go back to their own ship. It is exceedingly difficult not to snap at these intruders. Tandaris Admiran -> I ... I don't ... that is, I think I ... ::opens mouth, closes it, not sure how to express all the feeling clamouring for a chance to escape:: STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> And the Romulans? Ayumu Kasuga -> ::glances at Heather, discussing their options:: I doubt they'd leave. Most of our Security crew, as well Jax and Kwai are there. And we have their Captain, but you never know. It's ironic justice we're ensuring they don't leave us when they dumped us like a sack of potatoes from before Charlotte Matsumura -> ::wry grin:: They don't know your...quirks...like we do. STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> You do realize taking prisoners is going to cause some issues with the Romulan government Cptn Corizon -> @ I saved them from the destruction of their own ship. Ayumu Kasuga -> to go on this wild-goose chase of theirs. Capt Rian Kwai -> ::straightens her uniform and exits the Ready Room, primarily to look Bardolph, but spies Wydown instead:: Capt Rian Kwai -> ((Potatoes!)) Ayumu Kasuga -> but it's good to cover that just in case Ayumu Kasuga -> <<PEI Potatoes!>> Cptn Corizon -> @ Which, nearest I can tell, was a renegade warbird commanded by an individual who willingly or not is helping run the smugglers. Tandaris Admiran -> ::looks up at Kersia, doesn't really want to say what comes to his mind:: Victria -> ::Her eyes flashed.:: Dangerous for them. ::With the program active, she entered the holodeck, logging the time as on-duty training for anyone that bothered to look into the matter.:: August Jax Robinson -> ;;happy Will wasn't here to yell at her:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Enters onto the bridge.:: Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> ... oh, come on. You can't be serious! Rue Wydown -> ::looking up:: Whotcha, Captain. ::she nods:: STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> Saving is one thing, but you locked them in brig. And I'm not saying it's warranted, I'm just trying to gather some facts Heather Jamieson -> @ "And I'm part irish and like potatoes and ale." :: Heather said to Kasuga, laughing :: Tandaris Admiran -> What do--no, I didn't mean--I didn't even say anything! Charlotte Matsumura -> And us. ::eying her as they enter the holodeck:: Ayumu Kasuga -> Ha ha ha Ayumu Kasuga -> !@#$%^&*() Cptn Corizon -> @ It's not like a Federation brig is the clink, Admiral. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::glancing about, attempting to get a read on their surroundings:: Laarell -> (And who would know better...) Ayumu Kasuga -> <brb for a minute> Capt Rian Kwai -> Commander. ::Kwai nodded before taking the center seat:: All's well so far? Charlotte Matsumura -> ::idly wondering how well she'd do, as tired as she was:: Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> ::shakes her head:: You don't have to. I can't believe now, of all times ... after all this--after _us_? _That's_ why you don't go? Rue Wydown -> So far, smooth sailing. ::tight smile:: STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> And...what of these Intelligence agents? 2? 3? Just how many? Cptn Corizon -> @ Besides, the Romulan's make of a fuss about something so trivial, when they're equally if not more complicit in all of this as much if not more than we are. Maryse Dubois -> ::Sits at an empty Aux console, so she can keep a good eye on things.:: Cptn Corizon -> @ Two that I know of. Cptn Corizon -> @ One was on the freighter crew helping provide logistics and other support to the smugglers. Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> You're unbelievable, Tandaris. Just unbelievable. ::whirls around and stalks out of their quarters:: Cptn Corizon -> @ The other was posing as a Romulan drifting in the middle of the neutral zone and requested assistance. STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> Stop being so adversarial. I brought you up here so we could have a cordial civilized talk, unlike our running all over each others speach as in earler Tandaris Admiran -> ::not sure what to say, so he lets her go:: Victria -> The program will not begin until you make your weapon selection. ::Victria moved to the holographic arsenal, taking nothing but bladed weapons, including a sword that was a perfect replica of her own.:: There will be both close-combat and ranged fighting. STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> ::nods at his reply:: Anything else? LtCmdrRobinson -> ::pops back into engineering to babysit some more:: Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ::steps into main engineering, almost immediately spotting the bright pink, sparkly box:: Oh, brother. Ayumu Kasuga -> <back--switched to MacBook> August Jax Robinson -> rep Sec> ::Whispers to Will about what he missed:: Capt Rian Kwai -> ((Like I said earlier, if we put Admiran and Jax in the same room together, Starfleet will be in trouble)) Charlotte Matsumura -> ::looks over at the holo arsenal, pulling a katana and wakizashi:: LtCmdrRobinson -> ::rolls his eyes:: Knocked herself out? Outstanding. Cptn Corizon -> @ Not that I know of. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::He suspected that there were other agents aboard his ship, but none worth bringing up:: August Jax Robinson -> I think someone hit me... I don't think I did it to myself LtCmdrRobinson -> I swear that woman came over here to torture me. Capt Rian Kwai -> I'll need a wrap up of those reports we talked about earlier. Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> Isn't that in the contract, somewhere? Rue Wydown -> Aye, ma'am. No problem. Heather Jamieson -> @ to Kasuga ".. listening posts here and here." :: points :: Tandaris Admiran -> Kersia> ::before she steps out, she half-turns back to him:: You should know better, Tandaris. You know what she is. How she acts. She's never going to feel that for you. Fondness, or maybe contempt. But never that. Ayumu Kasuga -> Yeah, I see them LtCmdrRobinson -> ::taps badge:: +August+ Are you OK? Awake at least? August Jax Robinson -> I am over here ::waves from a console:: August Jax Robinson -> and I am... fine Capt Rian Kwai -> ((Blinded by the sparkle off the box, aye?)) STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> In light of some information I also had, the cases you have found, and you're earlier rescue of my ship. I am planning on filing a revised report, stating that there were some extenuating circumstances, and while the ends do not justify the means you went about, I will ask that they note in your file perhaps a bit of leniency. LtCmdrRobinson -> You knocked yourself out and you are not in sickbay? Tandaris Admiran -> <<Blinded by its awesomeness, you mean>> LtCmdrRobinson -> Sounds like head trauma to me. Rue Wydown -> ((ROFL)) August Jax Robinson -> the ship's doctor came down and woke me up STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> While you will still be tried, I suspect it may lower the degree of some of the charges Rue Wydown -> If you don't mind, Captain. I'm going to retire to my office for a bit and work on that for you, aye? August Jax Robinson -> ::shows him the ice pack:: August Jax Robinson -> I am fine... she didn';t even seem worried about the shocks Itook Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ::raising brows, seeing the icepack:: LtCmdrRobinson -> Not if you are randomly walking into objects. Cptn Corizon -> @ ::he nodded:: I appreciate it, though to be rather honest, my only real concern is that the sacrafices my crew and myself have made aren't wasted and that we recovered enough to at least shut down the weapons smuggling -- if not flush out the leaders. Tandaris Admiran -> ::lies back, wondering exactly how the conversation went so horribly wrong:: Victria -> ::While Mark made his selections, Victria stepped into the program proper. As with her other programs, it was night, though not so dark that the humans would not be able to see. The scene was not unlike a fighting arena, though there was a variety of structures on the "floor" to provide cover.:: August Jax Robinson -> that isn't new! Cmdr Holly -> !@#$%^&*()_+> Heather, Ayumu. Have you shown any power fluxuations aboard their ship? Such as weapons or such? Charlotte Matsumura -> This looks...interesting. Capt Rian Kwai -> ((Only when Jax shocks herself)) Ayumu Kasuga -> Well.. ::to HEather:: Let's see.... ::Checks her console:: STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> Alot will depend on Starfleet's interactions with the Romulan delegates. It will not be up to us. We will have to abide by star fleet's decisions on this Cptn Corizon -> << We'll go to about 1115 >> LtCmdrRobinson -> ::shakes his head:: Ayumu Kasuga -> <All right> August Jax Robinson -> what? Cptn Corizon -> @ As I said, the Romulans are as complict in this as we are. Heather Jamieson -> @ :: pulls up some readings on her PADD :: LtCmdrRobinson -> Just wondering how I managed to land such an amazing woman. LtCmdrRobinson -> ::goes back to his babysitting duty:: Capt Rian Kwai -> Very well, Commander. Go ahead. August Jax Robinson -> ::Smiles:: I am awesome and sexy Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ::mutters:: Nice recovery. ::smirks, then heads to make a patrol of ME:: Victria -> ::The naked blade in her hand hissed through the air as she made a few passes before her. She glanced to the other security officers.:: Ready? Heather Jamieson -> @ :: looks :: "There have been no changes in power output since we set course." Cptn Corizon -> @ I suppose there's no reason not tell to you. Charlotte Matsumura -> ::draws a deep, cleansing breath, refocusing and drawing on the energy around her:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::nods silently:: Rue Wydown -> ::nods once more and heads off to her office:: Cptn Corizon -> @ The cloaking device, the one sitting in engineering on Excalibur? Want to know where it came from? Ayumu Kasuga -> <<Oh God, I noticed I mis-spelt "Challenger" ROFL>> Maryse Dubois -> <<lol>> Laarell -> (Yes, I was wondering if you were going to notice...) Victria -> (( Gengers on the brain? )) Cmdr Holly -> <rofl> Ayumu Kasuga -> <Yes :D > Maryse Dubois -> ::Quietly watches Rue leave.:: August Jax Robinson -> ::stands up:: back to work eh STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+>You might as well, as I have to give them a full report and turn it over to them when we get back anyway LtCmdrRobinson -> Yes. Neverending shift until we get back to earth. August Jax Robinson -> you could clear the deck... Cptn Corizon -> @ I suppose it technically is still there's, I didn't bother to ask Semil the details of that particular agreement. STSF_BluRox -> !@#$%^&*()_+> We had a meeting with the Romulans, and we are workingg with them together to see what you were up to August Jax Robinson -> ::lifts brow:: Capt Rian Kwai -> ::frowning, watching the Commander leave, waiting until the doors swish open::<m>I"m going to have to talk to Medical about here. Capt Rian Kwai -> (her) Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> That's going to make it a very long trip. LtCmdrRobinson -> I wish I could, but no. Maryse Dubois -> ::Gives a little cough as she hears Kwai.:: Victria -> Computer. Begin. ::She readied, eyes flashing to the walls of the "arena" and the dark entrances that ringed the walls below the shadowed, empty seats where spectators would normally be.:: August Jax Robinson -> ::Frowns:: Ayumu Kasuga -> ::Scanning Excalibur for power output levels over the past few hours:: Cptn Corizon -> @ Around five years ago the Romulan government in particular the Tal'Shiar entered into an agreement with the Hundred to provide them cloaing devices in exchange for some ... support ... in a Romulan opperation in the quadrant. Capt Rian Kwai -> ::turns in her seat to see who's sick on her bridge:: Charlotte Matsumura -> ::fleeting image of gladiator movies she'd seen long ago, at her mother's insistence... even as the shadows began to move:: Maryse Dubois -> ::Gives a little wave.:: August Jax Robinson -> sooo what was that meeting about? Rue Wydown -> ::flops down on the visitor's couch, PADD in her hand::<m>Not sure if I should be working on my last will and testimate or those reports. ::smirks:: Capt Rian Kwai -> Can I help you? ::raises a brow:: LtCmdrRobinson -> A little bit of this, a little of that. August Jax Robinson -> like? Cptn Corizon -> @ Shortly after we left Camelot, Semil contacted me. He informed me that the Dominion knew that the Alpha Quadrant allies were at some level behind the weapons smuggling in their space. He was unsure how long the leaders of the Council could keep it from becoming an issue, and also that it was untenable to have our people smuggling weapons. August Jax Robinson -> we are married, you have to tell me Cptn Corizon -> @ He provided me with the components of the cloaking device to aid my mission. August Jax Robinson -> it's like a law or something LtCmdrRobinson -> Stuff. Maryse Dubois -> ::Smiles.:: Not really. Just came up here to check on things. Heard you mention Medical. August Jax Robinson -> ::pinches him:: Heather Jamieson -> @ :: showed Kasuga something on her PADD for confirmation :: Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ::furrowing his brow as he looks once again to the bright pink, sparkly box:: Cptn Corizon -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Corizon -> PAUSE SIM Capt Rian Kwai -> Ah, yes. ::frowns:: The Commander. She's been cleared for duty, yes? Cptn Corizon -> PAUSE SIM Charlotte Matsumura -> Adam> ::idly wonders where Tandy got his interior decorating talents:: LtCmdrRobinson -> August. I dont want to shoot you and put you in the brig. So I'll have someone else do it for me. Hush. August Jax Robinson -> ::paused:: Maryse Dubois -> ::paused:: Cptn Corizon -> Woot Fae -> :: paused :: Cptn Corizon -> Good work folks. Ayumu Kasuga -> ::PAused:: Yay LtCmdrRobinson -> ::paused:: August Jax Robinson -> ::thwapps Will:: Capt Rian Kwai -> Oooooooooooooooooooooooh my Capt Rian Kwai -> LOL Cptn Corizon -> Those of you who can come tommorow, please do as we'll pick up there on Republic March 27 2011.txt

I agree as well. Very nicely done guys.