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Cptn Ja'Lale: USS Challenger - Mission Brief 23 Jun 2017. The Challenger has taken on supplies & repairs and is ready to depart. They have been dispatched to investigate possible rumors of an Orion pirate operations that was targeting freighters in the area. TBS was 12 hours. Any questions? Cptn Ja'Lale: BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale: BEGIN SIM Hunter Matheson: ::doing the helm thing:: Hunter Matheson: ::checking the latest sector reports, looking for the best infil options:: Dvokr chim Hok: :: at operations :: Cptn Ja'Lale: ::Seated in his chair, reading his intel briefing:: Mr Hok,. request clearance to depart once we're ready and everyone's accounted for. Hunter Matheson: ::finishes up preflight, signaling station OPS regarding same:: Cptn Ja'Lale: Once we're clear, set a course back to the area around the nebula.. though, if you were an Orion pirate where would you hide your ships and ill-gotten gains. Dvokr chim Hok: Inert low gravity object... Small moon or asteroid. Hunter Matheson: Setting course toward the nebula, aye. On your command, Captain. Cptn Ja'Lale: Engage. Once we're within sensor range, start looking for potential hiding spots. Dvokr chim Hok: Or keep it onboard for quick profit... Captain Cptn Ja'Lale: They also have the crew from the first freighter hostage as well. THat might be hard to keep them on a small ship for too long. Hunter Matheson: Engaging course toward the nebula, aye. Dvokr chim Hok: :: taps :: Dvokr chim Hok: :: sighs :: Hunter Matheson: :::checking all parameters, making sure the ship is.. well, ship-shape::: Hunter Matheson: ::snort:: Hunter Matheson: ::lets out a breath and relaxes for the first time since coming aboard::: Cptn Ja'Lale: ACTION: Challenger is clear of the station and jumps to warp. Hunter Matheson: ::watching the board, speaking to Syl:: So, what's the tactical reading? Anything interesting? Cptn Ja'Lale: ACTION: Near the nebula are of course looks of asteroids of various sizes. and a small star systems of barren planets and moons some light years away. Hunter Matheson: ::his console pings an alarm for asteroid avoidance:: Hunter Matheson: ::and he engages the auto avoidance system, then looks at Syl to see if she's asleep::: Hunter Matheson: ::quietly:: Syl? Hunter Matheson: You okay? Hunter Matheson: Approaching the nebular perimeter, Captain. Dvokr chim Hok: :: checking power Cptn Ja'Lale: ::Nods:: Slow to impulse once we're in range Hunter Matheson: In range of the nebula, Captain, or in range of a suspected asteroid? Hunter Matheson: Coming up on the nebula. Dropping from warp, going to full impulse. Cptn Ja'Lale: Suspected nebula preferably. Hunter Matheson: Aye, sir. ::Syl:: Any reading on tactical that screams "Orions"? Dvokr chim Hok: Power to sensors... Dvokr chim Hok: :: brings up the power allocations Cptn Ja'Lale: ACTION: Quite a lot of possible places our Orion friends could be hiding in. Hunter Matheson: ::Hok::: Any particular place we should look, sir? Cptn Ja'Lale: PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale: PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale: Good work all. We'll pick from there next week. Any questions? Cptn Ja'Lale: Sim dismissed.. Have a great week.

Cptn Ja'Lale: MISSION BRIEF: 09 JUNE 2017. The Challenger is now docked at Starbase 79 I believe it was, to restock on supplies & take on repairs. The crew were given 12 hours for liberty on the station while Ja'Lale went to the station's command centre to receive their new orders. TBS was 5 minutes? Cptn Ja'Lale: Any questions or comments? Cptn Ja'Lale: BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale: BEGIN SIM Dyan Sylvanis: ::Stepping out onto the docking port, glancing around.:: Hunter Matheson: ::at helm, completing his report, powering down what needs to be powered down, and finishing up the final docking check, all the stuff you need to do before you actually leave::: Cptn Ja'Lale: ::heading for the lifts:: Cptn Ja'Lale: ::on the station:: Caitlin Townshend: ::still drinking with Hok, talking languages:: Dyan Sylvanis: ::She wasn't quite sure where to go on this station, so she stands by a viewport for the moment.:: Hunter Matheson: ::he sends his repair requisition to station eng, then gives his back a good crack before standing up::: Hunter Matheson: ::pats the helm console, then gives the chair a good twist so it swirls around, then says quietly:: See ya later, gal. Be good while I'm gone. Cptn Ja'Lale: Station> ::has a bar, a couple of restaurants and a small commerce section selling various clothing and other wares:: Hunter Matheson: ::after stowing his padd, he steps into the lift::: Docking port. Cptn Ja'Lale: ::Steps off the lift and into the station's bridge where he's greeted by the station's commander:: Hunter Matheson: ::lets out a breath when he exits and checks his uniform status before leaving the ship:: Dyan Sylvanis: ::Watches a couple worker bees zoom by the viewport. It felt like she could reach out and grab them.:: Cptn Ja'Lale: Station CO> Hello, Captain Ja'Lale. Nice to meet you finally... I'm Commodore Mikelson. Let's chat in my ready room Hunter Matheson: ::he stops at the docking port window to watch Syl for a minute, give it a long think, then steps onto the station and strolls that way::: Dyan Sylvanis: ::Thought she had eyes on her for a moment, she turns but no one was there.:: Hunter Matheson: ::creeps up behind and whispers just behind her neck:: Hey. Cptn Ja'Lale: ::follows Mickelson into the ready room:: Nice to meet you too, though I'm not surprised you already know who I am. Can't exactly miss me in a crowd. Hunter Matheson: ::prepared for a good ninja swat, he stands ready::: Dyan Sylvanis: ::Gets chills, but instead she just smiles.:: You're getting better at sneaking up on me. Hunter Matheson: ::slides around to her side:: Got a good teacher. Dyan Sylvanis: ::Grins.:: Cptn Ja'Lale: ::makes a bit of small talk with Mickelson but eventually they get to the point and their orders..:: Hunter Matheson: ::then he checks the area:: So... I don't know what kind of food they have here. Have any ideas? Dvokr chim Hok: So, Klingon? Dyan Sylvanis: ::Looking up, she noticed a Miranda class slowly slipping into dock above them. She then glances at him.:: I have no clue. This is my first time on this station. Hunter Matheson: ::and he notices that look, wondering, but moves past it:: Hungry? Dvokr chim Hok: You know Caitlin... I'm not sure how much longer my services will be needed in Starfleet... Caitlin Townshend: ::Hok:: Where did you start learning? Caitlin Townshend: Why do you say that? Cptn Ja'Lale: M> So another pirate attack.. it looks like it's been on the rise lately. This is the third known attack in as many months it seems. Cptn Ja'Lale: Three? Dyan Sylvanis: ::Nods quietly with a smile.:: Hunter Matheson: So.. let's take a look around, see what we can find. Work? Dvokr chim Hok: The communications officer is disappearing. The computer is doing the connections.. and the translations Dvokr chim Hok: jIH... I Dvokr chim Hok: cho...me Cptn Ja'Lale: M> Yeah. Three similar attacks in three months. It started with the attack on the freighter supplying the science colony you visit earlier followed by another about a month and a half ago or a month, then this. Fleet thinks we might have some new pirates in the area. Hunter Matheson: ::ticks his head toward the main area and starts in that direction::: Dvokr chim Hok: The Klingon language is not unlike others when you get down to it. Dyan Sylvanis: ::Glances out briefly before she leaves and follows after Kal.:: Caitlin Townshend: Right, I've studied it from an academic perspective. Caitlin Townshend: I've never actually … you know … met one. Cptn Ja'Lale: M> Actually, Starfleet has received a ransom message from the company that owns the first freighter. Apparently, Orion Pirates.. it showed video of the freighter crew in a holding cell. Standard stuff; if they don't provide X amount of latinum by month's' end, they would kill the male crew and sell the females into the Orion Slave Market. Dvokr chim Hok: Once.. at a conference. I was a new translator and she was standing in a corner watching us. She spoke 5 languages, and like us are slowly being replaced. They tend to fire first and ask questions later. Hunter Matheson: ::he stops at a diagram of the station, checks it out, and turns:: Looks like the food's this way. Some place called Bert's Burgers and Beer? Sound good, or want something else? Dvokr chim Hok: Never got her name, but I look for her when there are other Klingons in the area Caitlin Townshend: Well, I know that your job will change, but I'm sure you'll have new duties. Someone has to program and use the computers. Dyan Sylvanis: Sounds good, but you can have the beer. ::Smirks.:: Cptn Ja'Lale: We checked that freighter's information in the datalogs. A crew of six for that vessel ::quickly calls up his report on his PADD:: All Terrans, four males and two females. Caitlin Townshend: Better and better sensors haven't made science officers obsolete! Dvokr chim Hok: I am moving resources around Hunter Matheson: Heh. Works for me. ::with a grandiose sweep of his hand in that direction, he moves out, waiting for her to join him::: Caitlin Townshend: Have you ever thought about a change of career? What's keeping you in Starfleet? Dyan Sylvanis: ::Walks with Kal towards the restaurant.:: Cptn Ja'Lale: Mickelson> Right.. Officially, as you know, Starfleet doesn't negotiate with pirates, but unofficially they'd like you to form a rescue party to retrieve the hostages. Of course, we'll send you the ransom vid. I had my people look at the vid for any clues, but so far we haven't come up with much. We only just received it, so we haven't had much time to check it out. Hunter Matheson: ::he tucks his hands into his tunic pockets as he walks beside her::: So I noticed your look at the Miranda that docked. Know someone aboard? Cptn Ja'Lale: Mickelson> And of course, we'll try to assist in any way we can. Dvokr chim Hok: I like to travel. Dvokr chim Hok: I had thought of going back to Tellar. Cptn Ja'Lale: I'm sure we'll find something.. Hunter Matheson: ::easy stroll down the gangway::: Dyan Sylvanis: Oh? ::Smiles.:: No, I just wasn't expecting it to be right over our heads. They are nice little ships. Hunter Matheson: ::nods:: Um... little outdated, but they're not bad. Hunter Matheson: ::they come to Bert's place and he leads her in::: Dyan Sylvanis: Nah, I think they will outlast us. They are great utility ships. Dvokr chim Hok: :: Hok went over some of the phrases you may need when dealing with a Klingon :: Caitlin Townshend: I've only been in the fleet for about three years, but I have to agree. Travelling, seeing new sights every few months…. Dyan Sylvanis: ::Enters and takes a seat when shown to a table.:: Cptn Ja'Lale: Mickelson> I'm sure as well.. well, that's it. I just checked out reports from my staff and you should be good to go in 12 hours. Mickelson> My shift ends at 1800 so why don't we meet up at the bar for some drinks after that? You do drink, right? ::Ja'Lale nods:: Yes, even if Terran alcohol doesn't seem to affect me much. Hunter Matheson: Yeah, I suppose so... ::sits::: Dvokr chim Hok: bortaS bIr jablu'DI' reH QaQqu' nay' Cptn Ja'Lale: ::nods:: See you then. ::gets up and heads out of the ready room:: Dvokr chim Hok: Also in danger almost each moment while out here. Dvokr chim Hok: :: Drinks his...drink :: Hunter Matheson: ::hands her a menu:: So.. I guess the advertising was right. Burgers and beer, with a few other things. Dyan Sylvanis: ::Nods.:: But mostly burgers it seems. ::Looking at the menu.:: Caitlin Townshend: I don't mind a *little* danger. I'm not great in a fight, but I like the adrenaline. Cptn Ja'Lale: ::heads back to the lift, and checks the notes he made on his PADD:: Hmm. Dvokr chim Hok: I went to a fight with a former crewmember of ours...not quite my idea of fun either. Hunter Matheson: ::his eyes scroll down the menu::: Deadly Dan's Dynamite.... hm... Caitlin Townshend: Yeah, I was never a fan of watching bloodsports myself. Then again, not much of that to see on Vulcan. Dyan Sylvanis: ::Eyebrow.:: That...actually sounds awful. ::Trying not to laugh.:: Hunter Matheson: Yeah, it does. But it's... kinda tempting. The ingredients are... uh.... hot. Dyan Sylvanis: ::Grins.:: Well you could always have a beer to help ease the pain. Dvokr chim Hok: Vulcan? Hunter Matheson: ::grinning, he nods::: Sounds like a challenge to me. ::orders it, with a pint of their best beer:: Hunter Matheson: ::looks at Syl:: Takin' the challenge? Caitlin Townshend: Yes. I lived on Vulcan from the time I was 8 until I left for the Academy. My parents were in the fleet but wanted a planetary posting to stay together and raise me. Dvokr chim Hok: Tellar would have been good too. :: smiles and drinks : Dvokr chim Hok: You have to like conversation though Caitlin Townshend: Hehe, I often wonder how my life would have been different if they had been posted to a different planet in the Federation! Dyan Sylvanis: ::Tries not to facepalm.:: Oh, no way. ::Orders a single mushroom swiss with some fries.:: Besides, you know I can't drink beer. Hunter Matheson: ::grin widens:: Yeah. Too bad. Dyan Sylvanis: Heh. Cptn Ja'Lale: ::Exits the lift and arrives back on the main commerce deck, strolls around the commerce area:: Dvokr chim Hok: Some things would remain the same. Caitlin Townshend: I don't know if I would have gone into science, though. Caitlin Townshend: It took me a long time to settle on a field of study. I tried a little bit of everything. Dvokr chim Hok: Nothing more freeing and frustrating than undecided. Hunter Matheson: test Cptn Ja'Lale: PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale: PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale: OK, great job. Good character development there. TBS will be 12 hours, where we'll be ready to depart and receive our new orders. Cptn Ja'Lale: If there's nothing else, then sim dismissed. Have a great week!

USS CHALLENGER - 02 June 2017: The Challenger is now arriving at Starbase 79, I believe it was to off load the freighter crew they had picked up as well as receive new orders. TBS was 1 day. Any questions? Cptn Ja'Lale: BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale: BEGIN SIM Caitlin Townshend: ::on the bridge, attempting not to look like she's eavesdropping on all the conversations:: Dvokr chim Hok: :: At Operations, or Ops.. every once in awhile he would have to take helm at the same time, but that was...unwise :: Cptn Ja'Lale: ::it's fine, as long as you don't go driving thru nebulas at warp 8:: Dyan Sylvanis: ::Sitting at tactical.:: Cptn Ja'Lale: Cardboard Helm> We're approaching the station, sir. Cptn Ja'Lale: ::nods:: Good. Drop us out of warp. Mr Hok, please request docking clearance and inform our guests that we're arriving at the station. Cptn Ja'Lale: ::sends off his report of their encounter to HQ:: Caitlin Townshend: Captain, do you anticipate we'll be long at the starbase? Cptn Ja'Lale: Hm, not this time. I believe we're primarily just going to be dropping off the freighter crew. Cptn Ja'Lale: ACTION: Challenger receives docking clearance from the station. Dvokr chim Hok: That's unfortunate. Cptn Ja'Lale: Yes. Dvokr chim Hok: Townshend and I were going dancing later, but is it not to be. Caitlin Townshend: ::goes a bit red at this:: Cptn Ja'Lale: But, I still think we'll get a few hours at least while we get restocked on supplies. They'll also give the ship a look over and fix anything that was damaged in our encounter with the pirates and nebula. Dvokr chim Hok: :: Hok needed a break from his Operations operation, and that comment was refreshing to say. Dvokr chim Hok: There will be micro dents in the hull. Cptn Ja'Lale: ::nods:: The station is more the capable of tending to those. But still, a few hours' respite is nice. Cptn Ja'Lale: ACTION: Ja'Lale receives a hail to meet with the station commander up in his ready room. Dvokr chim Hok: :: Settling the engineering operations to station keeping :: Cptn Ja'Lale: ::reading a message from the station staff:: Okay, so we have 12 hours for the staff to restock our supplies and repair the micro dents in our hull. Until then, you're all free to take liberty on the station. Meanwhile, I've been called to the station's bridge with what I hope is our next marching orders. Dvokr chim Hok: Ha', caitlin mI' vISuq vIneH? Dvokr chim Hok: :: knowing the translator would not get that :: Caitlin Townshend: ::hears her name:: Sorry, sir? Dvokr chim Hok: Klingon Ensign. Caitlin Townshend: ((Lieutenant)) I don't speak it. Obviously. Dvokr chim Hok: ((Congrats)) Dvokr chim Hok: :: Starts to get up from his chair, flexes his back to crack it :: Oh, that chair. Cptn Ja'Lale: That's not bad. I can only say nuqDaq 'oH puchpa''e'? or "Where is the toilet?" Dvokr chim Hok: No one knows Captain... no one knows where they are on any Federation vessel. Dvokr chim Hok: :: He sighs, and wonders where the bar is on the station :: Cptn Ja'Lale: It seems like humans don't use the toilet in this century, eh? Dvokr chim Hok: Permission to depart for the station Captain? Cptn Ja'Lale: Yes. please grant clearance for crew to take leave on the station. There's a nice bar in the commerce section... but we only have 12 hours, so don't go too overboard, yeah? Caitlin Townshend: ::Hok:: Are you fairly fluent? I would love to learn it, but I could never find someone with the knowledge and the time to teach it. Dvokr chim Hok: I am fluent enough, I know 12 in total...for a time when Starfleet needed communications officers. Cptn Ja'Lale: ACTION: Freighter crew is off the ship. The injured crewman is ferried off the station's medical bay by the station's medical staff. Caitlin Townshend: Wow, that's great. People think linguists must be good at languages, but it took me years to learn Vulcan, and I grew up there. I'm much more comfortable with the analytical side of things. Dvokr chim Hok: SoHvaD QaQ pop. Cptn Ja'Lale: covfefe Cptn Ja'Lale: ::gathers his PADDs:: Well, enjoy your time on the station.. I'll just leave you with that. ::gets up and heads for the lift:: Dvokr chim Hok: :: Why was he saying these things? :: Dvokr chim Hok: Do you drink Caitlin? Caitlin Townshend: ::smile:: I don't know about … dancing … sir, but I’d be happy to grab a drink and talk languages. Caitlin Townshend: You don't by any chance play poker, do you…? Cptn Ja'Lale: ::Takes the lift to the docking bay where he walks through the airlock and into the station:: Dvokr chim Hok: I have not played that, but I could probably learn. :: Gestures for her to go ahead to the lift :: Dvokr chim Hok: Tellarites are a species of arguers Dvokr chim Hok: :: Enters the lift :: Caitlin Townshend: ::lets an crewman relieve her and enters the lift:: I need to figure out who runs the games on Challenger and get in on the action. Dvokr chim Hok: I am not a grandmaster however Caitlin Townshend: You have argument ranks? I suppose you run clinics too. Dvokr chim Hok: I think it is some Commander... Cptn Ja'Lale: ::passes through the station's concourse and towards the turbolift:: Dvokr chim Hok: There are contests, leagues... Vulcan's are a tricky bunch to play.. Caitlin Townshend: Are we talking arguments or poker now? Dvokr chim Hok: Arguments :: the lift stopped and they could see the dock to the station, Hok walked towards it :: Cptn Ja'Lale: (5 minutes) Caitlin Townshend: Ah yes. ::walking with Hok:: Well I learned both from Vulcans, so I can hold my own. Cptn Ja'Lale: ::enters the lift and calls for the station's control tower:: Dvokr chim Hok: :: Walks into the station and heads for the bar :: Caitlin Townshend: Never really argued with a Tellarite before. You don't visit Vulcan very often. Can't imagine why. Must be the desert air…. ::sarcastic tone:: Dvokr chim Hok: I would likely win, just more experience. The environment there takes getting used to... ah a free table... :: goes to sit :: Caitlin Townshend: ::takes a seat:: Have you been posted to Challenger long? Dvokr chim Hok: I have been here for some time... and seen many crew leave. Dvokr chim Hok: :: He looked a bit dour at that revelation. The bartend arrived :: What will you have Caitlin? Caitlin Townshend: I'll take a Rigelian Slammer. Dvokr chim Hok: Interesting choice. Warp Core Breach for me thanks Cptn Ja'Lale: PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale: PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale: Great job - we'll continue from there. We'll get our orders and a little shoshed for the trip to wherever we're sent to. Cptn Ja'Lale: Any questions before we dismiss? Cptn Ja'Lale: Magic. OK.. sim dismissed. We'll see you all next week. Goodnight!

Happy Anniversary, USS Manticore, celebrating 19 years of mirth and mayhem! Congratulations to all her crew, and especially to Admiral Atragon-9 and Admiral Sovak! May you have 19 more years!

Congratulations on the 14th Anniversary of the Founding of STSF. They said it couldn't be done, and yet, here we are! Thank you to all the founders and everyone who plays!

[From Penn State University News] Record-breaking map of 1.2-million galaxies ready to reveal dark matter secrets Astronomers announce the sharpest view yet of the properties of dark energy. July 14, 2016 Astronomers are announcing this week the sharpest view yet of the properties of dark energy -- the force that currently is driving the accelerated expansion of the universe. "These results are a milestone in the study of the large-scale structure of the universe," said Penn State professor Donald Schneider, who was the survey coordinator and scientific publications coordinator for the Sloan Digital Sky Survey III (SDSS-III) -- a collaboration of hundreds of scientists whose work produced the largest-ever, three-dimensional map of distant galaxies as well as one of the most precise measurements yet of dark energy. "The SDSS-III investigation determined the locations of 1.2 million galaxies as a result of its observations, which began in 2009 and concluded in 2014," Schneider said. Jeremy Tinker of New York University, a co-leader of the team that performed the investigation, commented commented that "This map has allowed us to make the best measurements yet of the effects of dark energy in the expansion of the universe." Shaped by a continuous tug-of-war between dark matter and dark energy, the SDSS-III map now has allowed astronomers to measure the expansion rate of the universe and thus to determine the amount of matter and dark energy that make up the present-day universe. A collection of papers describing these results was submitted this week to the Monthly Notices of the Royal Astronomical Society. These new measurements were carried out by the Baryon Oscillation Spectroscopic Survey (BOSS) program of the SDSS-III collaboration. The scientists measured the expansion rate of the universe by determining the size of the baryonic acoustic oscillations (BAO) in the three-dimensional distribution of galaxies. Ariel Sanchez of the Max-Planck Institute of Extraterrestrial Physics, who led the effort to estimate the exact amount of dark matter and dark energy based on the BOSS data, explains: "Measuring the acoustic scale across cosmic history gives a direct ruler with which to measure the universe's expansion rate. With BOSS, we have traced the BAO's subtle imprint on the distribution of galaxies spanning a range of time from 2 to 7 billion years ago." Scientists determine the original BAO size by pressure waves that travelled through the young universe up to when it was only 400,000 years old, at which point these pressure waves became frozen in the matter distributed throughout the universe. The end result is that galaxies are preferentially separated by a characteristic distance, which astronomers call the acoustic scale. The size of the acoustic scale at 13.8 billion years ago has been exquisitely determined from observations of the cosmic microwave background from the light emitted when the pressure waves became frozen. Measuring the distribution of galaxies since that time until now -- when the universe is 13.8 billion years old -- allows astronomers to measure how dark matter and dark energy have competed to govern the rate of expansion of the universe. Rita Tojeiro of the University of St. Andrews is the other co-leader of the BOSS galaxy clustering working group along with Jeremy Tinker. "If we were to scale the volume of our survey to a cube 1 mile on each side, then the visible part of an individual galaxy would be about 1 millimeter across," she explains. "Our challenge in the analysis of this map was equivalent to measuring the distances between all the pairs of galaxies separated by 100 yards throughout a cubic mile of space." To measure the size of these ancient giant waves to such sharp precision, BOSS had to make an unprecedented and ambitious galaxy map, many times larger than previous surveys. At the time the BOSS program was planned, dark energy previously had been determined to significantly influence the expansion of the universe starting about 5 billion years ago. BOSS was thus designed to measure the BAO feature from before this point (7 billion years ago) out to near the present day (2 billion years ago). "We see a dramatic connection between the sound wave imprints seen in the cosmic microwave background 400,000 years after the Big Bang to the clustering of galaxies 7-12 billion years later," Tojeiro said. "The ability to observe a single well-modeled physical effect from recombination until today is a great boon for cosmology." The map also reveals the distinctive signature of the coherent movement of galaxies toward regions of the universe with more matter, due to the attractive force of gravity. Crucially, this amount of movement is explained well by the predictions of general relativity. So the SDSS-III BOSS measurements support the idea that the acceleration of the expansion rate of the universe is driven by a phenomenon at the largest cosmic scales, such as dark energy, rather than by a breakdown of the theory of gravitation. "In the near future, astronomers plan to push this high-precision study of BAO features to periods that are even earlier in the universe's history," Schneider said. "We hope that investigations of these distant realms will, when combined with the SDSS-III BOSS measurements, reveal the nature of dark energy, which -- although it appears to comprise the majority of the material in the universe -- remains a profound mystery." Funding for SDSS-III has been provided by the Alfred P. Sloan Foundation, the Participating Institutions, the National Science Foundation, and the U.S. Department of Energy Office of Science. SDSS-III is managed by the Astrophysical Research Consortium for the Participating Institutions of the SDSS-III Collaboration including the University of Arizona, the Brazilian Participation Group, Brookhaven National Laboratory, Carnegie Mellon University, University of Florida, the French Participation Group, the German Participation Group, Harvard University, the Instituto de Astrofisica de Canarias, the Michigan State/Notre Dame/JINA Participation Group, Johns Hopkins University, Lawrence Berkeley National Laboratory, Max Planck Institute for Astrophysics, Max Planck Institute for Extraterrestrial Physics, New Mexico State University, New York University, Ohio State University, Pennsylvania State University, University of Portsmouth, Princeton University, the Spanish Participation Group, University of Tokyo, University of Utah, Vanderbilt University, University of Virginia, University of Washington, and Yale University.

"Anton Yelchin, who played the young incarnation of Chekov, an excitable officer on the Starship Enterprise, in the rebooted “Star Trek” movie series, died on Sunday morning in Los Angeles when he was pinned by his car in his driveway. He was 27. "Officer Jenny Houser of the Los Angeles Police Department said that Mr. Yelchin died after being hit at around 1:10 a.m. at his home in the neighborhood Studio City. The car had rolled backward down the steep driveway and trapped him against a brick mailbox pillar and a security fence. Officer Houser said that he was found dead by friends who came to his house after he did not arrive at a scheduled rehearsal. "Mr. Yelchin was born on March 11, 1989, in Leningrad (now St. Petersburg), Russia, in what was then the Soviet Union, to Irina Korina and Viktor Yelchin, figure skaters who were superstars of the Leningrad Ice Ballet." ~The New York Times, Monday, June 20, 2016 Our deepest condolences to his family and friends. He will be greatly missed.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Last week, the Challenger was bailed out by a Klingon bird of prey which ultimately dealt the final destructive blows to the SS Fort Erie, the terrorist ship that had attacked the CHallenger. LAst we left off, the Klingon ship went back to Klingon space and the Challenger was being towed back to SB 179 by a Federation ship that responded to our distress call. TBS was a few hours, I believe. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cassie Granger -> ( A few days) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Ahh. A few days, right. We are arriving at SB 179, thanks.) Cmdr Rinax -> ::on bridge:: Captain, is the crew going to be given shoreleave while Challenger has repairs at SB 179? Hunter Matheson -> (docked last week, sir) Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes, that is correct. I hope you're feeling better, Commander. Cmdr Rinax -> Getting there, Captain. The doctor has good remedies. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Checking in on Cass.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: As Hunter mentioned, we were docked last week. Cassie Granger -> ::has moved into her quarters from Boon Medical Center:: Cmdr Rinax -> I have a large list of requests to disembark, Captain. Do you have any reservations for who can and who cannot go? Cassie Granger -> ::a little sore, but able to move carefully::: Cassie Granger -> ::her quarters on station::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Nope. We're all free to go down. Cmdr Rinax -> The better question is probably, how many do you want left in each department? Cmdr Rinax -> I"m going to hang around... I'm still nursing on the meds the doc gave me. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Finds the right room, hitting the chime.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Rinax:: Just the basic skeleton crew. We're undergoing major repairs as well as some refits. So, Engineering might want to have more people to show the repair crews around and oversee the repair process. Cassie Granger -> Come on in. Door's open. Anastasia Poldara -> ::on the bridge, just finishing up some reports before she gets ready for shore leave:: Cassie Granger -> ::arranging her gear...slowly::: Cmdr Rinax -> Yeah, I saw a ton of parts being shipped over, and a lot of techs coming on board. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods:: Might as well get our refits done, while we still resemble a block of swiss cheese Hunter Matheson -> ::in MARDET, doing something:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Steps in.:: Heard they finally let you out. Cmdr Rinax -> ::small snicker:: You aren't kidding! ::squints, hopes the meds work better very soon, but they are helping:: Cassie Granger -> ::turns, a little too fast, gives a slight wince:: Kicked my sorry azz out, Lieutenant. Cassie Granger -> Have a seat. Cptn Ja'Lale -> THat's good to hear. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Orders the OPS Officer to announce general leave for the crew. Cassie Granger -> Drinks are in the cooler. ::points as she relaxes into an easy chair::: Hunter Matheson -> ::checks the roster::: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Grabs a seat, passing on the drink.:: How are you feeling? Cassie Granger -> Good as I could hope to be, I guess. I hear I trashed the chair. ::grin:: Cassie Granger -> Gave Doctor Hanson something to do for a while. ::reaches for her own drink that she's been nursing for a while::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Shipwide+ Attention, all persons with scheduled shoreleave may now take their liberties on the station. Any department chiefs requesting supplies, may submit their requisition lists to the quartermaster for review. Hunter Matheson -> :running down the duty roster, finds his name and mutters::: Dyan Sylvanis -> Yeah gave people quite the scare. Cassie Granger -> Sorry 'bout that. ::shifting a little uncomfortably, she gives a sigh:: How are things aboard otherwise? Hunter Matheson -> ::reports to the OD::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Repair/upgrade technicians pour into the ship from the station. Anastasia Poldara -> Oh, yes, supply list. Cmdr Rinax -> Oh my word, Captain... so far, 44 techs have checked in and boarded Challenger. It's practically an invasion! Anastasia Poldara -> ::has run out of ursine gelatin creatures:: Hunter Matheson -> ::snaps a salute:: Sir! Gunnery Sergeant Matheson, taking first watch, Sir. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Wow. We must be getting one heck of an upgrade. Cmdr Rinax -> ((LOL Anastasia, maybe we could get you more from those capsules that you drop into water and grow?)) Hunter Matheson -> Maj Johnson> First watch, Gunny. Carry on. Hunter Matheson -> ::moves to his watch station, logging in::: Dyan Sylvanis -> Quiet now that we're back on station. They have a skeleton crew running for repairs. Cassie Granger -> ::slow nod, sipping her juice:: How bad is she? She took quite a beating from Erie. Cassie Granger -> And while we're at it, how did Shadow Squadron do? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: It's actually quite embarrassing. One of the top of the line ships in Starfleet getting our butts handed to us by a freighter... Dyan Sylvanis -> Shadow is fine. We all made it back. Cassie Granger -> ::lets out a sigh of relief::: Dyan Sylvanis -> Couple messed up birds, but otherwise we're good. Cassie Granger -> ::nod:: If it's any consolation, Lieutenant, what we came up against wasn't supposed to be there. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::goes over the list of upgrades:: Seems we'll be getting quite a bit of upgrades here; shields, engines and some new counter-cloak technology. Cassie Granger -> ::her slate pings, and she looks over, then silences it::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> It seems our progress with cloaking technology has been going well, and some of it will be implemented on other ships. Cassie Granger -> ::with a quick press, she forwards her new orders to Cptn Ja'Lale::: Cmdr Rinax -> ::slight smile:: That sounds great Captain, we'll have fun with that! Cassie Granger -> So the birds are good, you're good, and the ship is under repair. ::sets down her juice container::: Dyan Sylvanis -> Yeah well, it's even worse when a Klingon ship show up and with one shot finishes them off, when it took everything we had just to scratch it. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Reads the notes from Cas:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: Yeah. I heard there's some upgrades being installed. Not sure how long they think it will be. Cassie Granger -> ::wan smile:: Klingon technology is eons beyond ours. Don't let it bother you, just be glad we're on the same side. Hunter Matheson -> ::checking his side arm, verifying its status and the position of the others, he begins his rounds::: Cassie Granger -> Let's hope they are substantial. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hmm, Cmdr Rinax -> Captain? Cassie Granger -> :::there is a distant look in her eyes, part sadness and part anticipation::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Oh, yes. New orders for Cass. ::hands the PADD over to Rinax:: Dyan Sylvanis -> You seem a little distracted. Did I interupt something? Cassie Granger -> No, Lieutenant. Just thinking. About a lot of things. Getting messed up inside does that to you sometimes. ::pushing herself to a stand::: Cassie Granger -> ::stares at her gear, deciding not to stow it::: Cmdr Rinax -> ::takes the orders and reads stoicly:: Hunter Matheson -> ::first stop, the armory, making sure everything is in order::: Cmdr Rinax -> ::returns the PADD to Ja'Lale:: Wow... now that never crossed my mind. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Makes two of us. Cassie Granger -> ::turns to Dyan:: Hungry? They have a great burger place on the next level. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: I see. ::Stands.:: Well I there was talk of some of us getting together later for food. You're more than welcome to join us. I'm sure everyone would be glad to see you are alright. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Smiles.:: I could eat. Cassie Granger -> ::laughs:: Seems like we're on the same wavelength. Cmdr Rinax -> Has she been informed? Cassie Granger -> I'd appreciate that. Dyan Sylvanis -> :;Grins.:: Cassie Granger -> Let's get outta here. Cassie Granger -> ::presses the release button on the door::: Cassie Granger -> ::Dyan:: Ever break a rib, mess up your insides, Lieutenant? Cptn Ja'Lale -> I assume she was. Cassie Granger -> ::walking straighter than a Marine should::: Cmdr Rinax -> It'll be quite a bite to the crew. Hunter Matheson -> (Hey, Cap. Marines are the best at that.) Dyan Sylvanis -> Can't say that I have. And I hope to avoid it all together. Cassie Granger -> (Semper fi, Kal.) Anastasia Poldara -> ::finishes her requisition order:: Cassie Granger -> I was just going to suggest you don't ever even try. Anastasia Poldara -> ::sends it in and gets up:: Cassie Granger -> And never, ever pick a fight with a chair. Dyan Sylvanis -> Roger that. ::Smirks.:: Cassie Granger -> ::enters the lift:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes. It came across that she was well-liked by her peers. Cmdr Rinax -> ::nods:: How will you structure the department with the change? Hunter Matheson -> ::and on down the line, checking gear lockers::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hmm. I'll have to think about that. The news sort of caught me off-guard. Anastasia Poldara -> ::notices Ja'Lale and Rinax appear to be in serious conversation, so she doesn't interrupt but instead heads directly for the TL:: Cassie Granger -> ::exits::: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Follows.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> I'm not sure as of yet who'd make a good replacement. Cassie Granger -> So, where is everyone meeting? Wahlburgers? Cmdr Rinax -> ::nods:: I see Captain. Lots of very qualified folks on Challenger, Sir. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes. Very. Will be a tough choice for sure Hunter Matheson -> ::into the gym::: Hunter Matheson -> ::wondering if Dyan is with her fighter, thinking how he loves spacecraft, especially fighters and special warfare aircraft::: Hunter Matheson -> ::yeah, spacecraft, he really, really loves flying and misses it a bunch:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Yeah that's the place. Cassie Granger -> Just down the walkway a bit. ::points:: Cassie Granger -> ::can already smell it::: Cassie Granger -> It's been a while since I've had one of theirs. Anastasia Poldara -> ::stops by her quarters:: Cmdr Rinax -> I hear they have great massage people at this starbase, well trained. Ever had a full body massage, Capt? Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Repair crews have begun their work on the Challenger. Cassie Granger -> ::enters, waving down the manager:: Cassie Granger -> ::Dyan:: How many are we? Dvokr chim Hok -> (Turning in, great log Cass, see you all next week) Cptn Ja'Lale -> I have not, no given my tough outer shell and thick skin. Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Night!) Cassie Granger -> (Thanks, Hok.) Cmdr Rinax -> (Night Hok) Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Shrugs:: Not sure. ::Hopes Kal didn't forget.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::Kicking himself because he has watch duty:: Cmdr Rinax -> I''m wondering if they could get to some pressure points... up here. ::points to her head:: The doc is good... but there's still something wrong... maybe missing! ::chuckles:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Is that your plans for your shoreleave? Cassie Granger -> ::Manager:: We'll need your biggest table. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:; That will work. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hmm. Perhaps. Cassie Granger -> And tell Jason his favorite Marines are in port. Cmdr Rinax -> Well, nothing else planned except monitoring technical crews. Cassie Granger -> Manager> ::blinks, nods and gets them a table::: Cmdr Rinax -> Do you have plans sir? Cassie Granger -> ::settles in, ordering a Coke because beer is off the menu until she's better:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> I see. Same here. I also plan to send over our findings to Starfleet. The Klingons really did save our bacon. Maybe there's hope for peaceful relations between us, yet. Cassie Granger -> ::Dyan:: Don't worry about the bill. It pays to have friends that owe you. Hunter Matheson -> ::turns at a shout:: Hunter Matheson -> ::sprints through the gym toward the main entrance to MARDET::: Cmdr Rinax -> True, they sure did. Glad it didn't get cooked. ::snickers:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::chuckle:: Yes, indeed. Hunter Matheson -> ::slows as he approaches a group of.. engineers?::: Dyan Sylvanis -> Indeed it does. :;Also orders a Coke, since her and alcohol don't work well together.:: Cassie Granger -> Jason> ::approaches the table:: Hey, Cass! My favorite Marine. What the hell you doin' here? Cassie Granger -> ::grin:: Good to see you, too, Jason. This is Lt Sylvanis, ::pause:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> Great job everyone. Hope you all had a nice new years. Cmdr Rinax -> Yes, Happy New Years! Cassie Granger -> That I did. Hunter Matheson -> ::not sayin::grin:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> That will also pretty much wrap up our plot. Does anyone need a specific TBS for sideplots, or logs? Cassie Granger -> Might be nice. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Few hours sound good to everyone? Dyan Sylvanis -> sure Hunter Matheson -> Yeah. I'll be off watch by then. Hunter Matheson -> Meet you in the burger joint, ma'am? ::dyan:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK - let's say 4 hours. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions before we dismiss? Cmdr Rinax -> OOps... anyone have questions? Cassie Granger -> None here. Cmdr Rinax -> ::opens door for him:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Sorry about that. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Anyway... yeah, sim dismissed! Have a great week everyone.. and also so long to Cass based on her log, which was great by the way. Cassie Granger -> Thank you, Captain. Cmdr Rinax -> See you all next week! Cassie Granger -> I think I have to come back next week to finish my burger, though. Cassie Granger -> If that's okay. Cptn Ja'Lale -> That's fine by me. :D Dyan Sylvanis -> night night Hunter Matheson -> Gonna miss you, Cap. Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK then... goodnight everyone and we'll see you all next week.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Last week, the Challenger was under attack from the heavily armed freighter Fort Erie. Under heavy damage and almost out of torpedoes, sensors indicated another vessel decloaking nearby. With shields at about 50%, what will the new ship add to the fight? TBS was zero. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Artemis -> ::Might be banging his head on his console with just how out-gunned we are right now:: Hunter Matheson -> ::at helm trying to stay alive, he brings the ship about so max shields are to the new vessel::: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::In Shadow 1, narrowly escaping getting rocked by 40 of Challenger's torpedoes (the ones that missed.) Her adrenaline is going crazy.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: The vessel, a Klingon bird of prey decloaks off Challenger's bow. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Sees the new signal entering the fray :: Cassie Granger -> +Shadow 1+ Scatter. Cassie Granger -> +Shadow+ Do not engage. Repeat. Do not engage. Scatter. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Crippled, but still moving, the Fort Erie appears to ignore the bird of prey and turns towards the Challenger for another charge. Artemis -> ::Ja'Lale:: Captain, ship decloaking off our starboard side, identifies as Klingon Bird of Prey Dvokr chim Hok -> Hail them Captain? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes, please. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Veers of from the freighter, to regroup and collect herself.:: Artemis -> ::Focuses repeated fire at the Fort Erie, searching for a tear in their shields:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> @ Klingon BOP> ::Powers up its weapons array and moves towards both vessels:: Dvokr chim Hok -> +KPoP+ Klingon vessel, this is the USS Challenger under attack. Are you able to render assistance? Hunter Matheson -> ::Artemis:: I have maximum shields at Erie's weapons. Artemis -> (Introducing the newest band in the alpha quadrant KPoP ;) ) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (It's spreading! ) Dyan Sylvanis -> (Oh gods) Cassie Granger -> (Reminds me of some kind of snack but don't remember what.) Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ New contact. How are they marked? Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: As the Fort Erie charges her weapons, the BOP launches a volley of weapons fire at the freighter. Artemis -> ::to Hunter:: Aye, keep us moving in the widest circle you can around the Erie Artemis -> ::to Ja'Lale:: Bird of Prey has opened fire on the Frieghter, Captain! Cassie Granger -> +Shadow 1+ Klingon BoP. Regroup and stand by. Dvokr chim Hok -> (Ah, I see what I did there_ Anastasia Poldara -> ((For those who haven't seen it, there _is_ a Klingon parody of Gangnam Style.)) Artemis -> ((Oh gods...) Anastasia Poldara -> Well ... I never thought I'd be glad to see the Klingons. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: The volley of torpedoes and disruptor fire strike the Fort Erie's weakened shields, causing the freighter to instantaneously explode. Cassie Granger -> (I'm with you on that, Art) Hunter Matheson -> What the hell? Cptn Ja'Lale -> That makes two of us. Artemis -> Seriously..... That's it? Hunter Matheson -> ::reconfigures:: I'm just going to stay out of their way, if that's okay with you, Captain? Artemis -> ::Continues to mutter to himself:: All that time, and the klingons just waltz in, fire a couple shots and BLAMO!?! Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Awaiting for the blast to pass so communications can open up again. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Well, we did hit them quite hard ourselves. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Turns the ship away quickly.:: *Very colorful expletives* ::Still had comm on.:: Cassie Granger -> +Shadow 1+ Go with the flow and stay clear. RTB when you are able. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: The Klingons hail the Challenger. Cassie Granger -> ::patches into the hailing frequency to listen:: Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ Copy that. We're heading back. Cassie Granger -> +COM+ Bay Chief, prepare for incoming. Artemis -> ::Continues muttering about taking on a Klingon in an honor duel....:: Dvokr chim Hok -> The Klingons are hailing Cptn Ja'Lale -> On screen. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Opens the channel :: Hunter Matheson -> ::closes his mouth, realizing that it's been open all this time:: Cassie Granger -> +Shadow 1+ Clear to land. Cptn Ja'Lale -> @Klingon> +Challenger+ We have received a distress call from your vessel and came to render assistance. Artemis -> ::Directs repair crews to decks 12-14, but keeps his weapons on standby:: Hunter Matheson -> ::so he's not sure he should believe them or not::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> We certainly thank you for your assistance. I highly doubt we would've taken much more weapons fire. Cassie Granger -> ::shallow breathing, sinks into a chair:: Cassie Granger -> Chief, take over. Cptn Ja'Lale -> @Klingon> Hmm. You did fight honourably against a very tough opponent. I must commend you and your crew. It is your actions that weakened their shields enough for us to deal the final blow. Artemis -> ::Stops muttering, realizing he's been talking to himself while the Captain has been talking with the Klingons:: Cassie Granger -> Chief> Aye, Captain. ::gives her the look::: Cassie Granger -> I'm good. Just a bruise. Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ Understood. I will be last to enter. The deck will need to be clear when I arrive. My adrenaline went through the roof. I may have exceeded the flightsuit's specs. Cassie Granger -> Chief> The hell you are, ma'am. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Well, we're glad you came when you did all the same. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Shadow Squad begins landing.:: Cassie Granger -> FOPS> +Shadow+ Copy, Shadow one. We got you covered, set for hot entry. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Able to breathe :: Cassie Granger -> FOPS> +BAY+ Clear the area, prepare for hot. Fire suppression up. Foam on the deck. Cassie Granger -> FOPS> ::receives a copy:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Sees the fighters coming in :: Hunter Matheson -> ::standing by:: Cassie Granger -> ::holds her own, trying not to move or breathe::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Klingon> Indeed. Our government is well aware of the ship and crew you were fighting. I'm authorized to tell you they attacked one of our storage facilities and stole some of our technology. Which they used to try to frame us in a feeble attempt to dishonour us. Cassie Granger -> FOPS> ::monitoring the bay as Shadow squad clears to prepare for foam and EMT::: Cassie Granger -> FOPS> ::rig a net:: Cassie Granger -> FOPS> +Shadow 1+ Report status. Cassie Granger -> FOPS> +Bridge+ Prepare for hot entry, possible crash. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Once everything was clear she comes in for a soft landing. Chuckles, popping the canopy.:: Artemis -> Tries desperately not to snort in derision, and instead ends up with a hacking cough over the Klingons remarks, wondering just how badly they guard their storage facilities....:: Cassie Granger -> FOPS> ::sighs:: +Shadow 1+ Welcome home, Shadow 1. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Quickly climbs down from the fighter.:: Cassie Granger -> FOPS> ::and the bay stands down:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes, just what kind of things did they take? That was some pretty advanced weapons for a freighter. Hunter Matheson -> (afk) Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ Thanks, for the record I was referring to myself and not the ship. Make sure everyone is clear of me. Cassie Granger -> FOPS> +Shadow 1+ Copy. Cassie Granger -> FOPS> ::sends the word::: Hunter Matheson -> (bak) Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ Tell the Captain I'll be in the shower. This may be longer than usual. :;Starts heading there.:: Cassie Granger -> FOPS> +Syl+ Will do, Lieutenant. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Klingon> I cannot divulge that at this time. Cassie Granger -> FOPS> ::turns to Granger::: Captain, Lieutenant Sylvanis.... ::stops:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Watches the Klingon :: Cassie Granger -> ::pale, shallow breathing::: Cassie Granger -> +COM+ Medical emergency, Flight Operations. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Of course:: Well, I'm glad their attempts to frame you were quickly disproved. Just so you know, we never thought your people were behind the attack. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Disposes of her flight suit and enters the shower room, turning the water on full blast.:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Makes sure the call is routed to medical :: Cassie Granger -> ::and it is, and it is taken care of:: Hunter Matheson -> ::still staring at the Klingon BoP, still not trusting it::: Dvokr chim Hok -> +Granger+ Is everything alright? Cassie Granger -> ::out cold::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Klingon> Yes. A true Klingon would never stoop to such cowardice. If you do not need any further assistance, we shall be on our way. Q'apla. ::Cuts comm:: Hunter Matheson -> ::Holding position:: Artemis -> Anyone else smell a cover-up? Hunter Matheson -> ::handraise:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes? :;to Hunter:: Hunter Matheson -> ::swivels to face the captain:: Can we start a pool for this? Hunter Matheson -> I'm with Artemis on this one. Hunter Matheson -> (Ensign Artemis?) Cptn Ja'Lale -> A pool for what? Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Yes) Dvokr chim Hok -> +Granger+ Captain Granger. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: The BOP turns back to Klingon space and decloaks. Hunter Matheson -> Well... ::shrug:: to see if they're telling.. the... ::notes they are gone:: Sorry, sir. Guess they mean it. Dvokr chim Hok -> +Granger+ Granger! :: more loudly :: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::After a shower, she dons a pair of shorts and shirt, making her way to FOPS, completely unaware.:: Hunter Matheson -> Just that it's kind of hard for me to believe a Klingon. Cassie Granger -> ::has been taken to sick bay:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Rubs his head :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> You wouldn't be alone in your thoughts, lieutenant. And I'm certain the Klingons are covering something up as well. The Klingons didn't want us to know what the terrorists stole from them. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Once in FOPS, gets the scoop from the Chief. She promptly heads for sickbay, sending a message to Kal in the process.:: Cap is in sickbay. Heading there now. Hunter Matheson -> ::checks his messages, frowns::: Artemis -> Captain, if we can pick up some pieces of the wreckage, I might be able to pin down the make-up of these weapons Hunter Matheson -> ::then he's back into the convo::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods:: Can't hurt to check. Use the tractor beam to collect the pieces in the cargo bay. Hunter Matheson -> ::text back:: "Keep me updated." Hunter Matheson -> ::then back on task:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::turns to Hunter:: Once Artemis collects everything, set a course to SB 179 at your best speed. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Arrives in sickbay, looking around.:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Is worried :: Hunter Matheson -> Aye, aye, Captain. Plotting course now. Starbase 179, ready to engage on your mark. Artemis -> Powers down the weapons arrays, and begins to tractor in weapon parts:: Cassie Granger -> EMS> Can I help you, LIeutenant? Dyan Sylvanis -> Yes, I was told Captain Granger was taken here. Cassie Granger -> EMS> Yes, ma'am, she was. She's in surgery. Dyan Sylvanis -> Can I get an update? Cassie Granger -> EMS> Don't have a report yet, but our medical staff is first rate. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Take us out of red alert and stand down our distress call. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Sighs:: Cassie Granger -> EMS> Appears to be broken ribs, probable internal bleeding. Doc's taking a good look right now. Artemis -> ::Runs a final scan of the wreckage to make sure he has as much as he can get:: All set over here Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: Alright. Has the bridge been informed? Hunter Matheson -> ::waiting to engage:: Hunter Matheson -> ::looks to Ja'Lale::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> You have everything? Engage course to SB 179. ::to Hunter:: Cassie Granger -> EMS> No, ma'am. Doc will have to do that. Hunter Matheson -> Engaging at warp 5, Aye. Hunter Matheson -> ::hoping the engines hold::: Artemis -> Captain, with your permission, I'd like to head to the Cargo bay to get started analyzing those weapons Cptn Ja'Lale -> Go ahead. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods as she turns away, texting Kal again.:: She's in surgery. Broken ribs, and they think internal bleeding. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::sits back down in his seat and sighs:: Hunter Matheson -> ::blink:: Artemis -> ::Nods to the tactical relief ensign to take his place and heads for TL1:: Hunter Matheson -> ::hard swallow:: "Thanks. Should I tell the captain?" Dyan Sylvanis -> No, I'll head up there now. Hunter Matheson -> ::sends back a roger:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Thanks the EMS, and exits sickbay. She takes the next lift up to the bridge. Feels so underdressed once she arrives, but finds the Captain in his chair.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Time passes and the Challenger arrives at SB 179 Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Well ok then. lol )) Hunter Matheson -> Arriving at Starbase 179, Captain. Cptn Ja'Lale -> (lol, sorry..) Hunter Matheson -> (When we're good, we're good!) Hunter Matheson -> ::Hok:: Request docking berth. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Gets tons of communications in the span of mere seconds :: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Has had that apparent talk with the Captain, and is now elsewhere.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Sees Dyan:: Hello, can I help you? ::Nods at ok:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> (oops..) Artemis -> ::Has everything laid out in Cargo Bay 2, running advanced scanning equipment over the parts:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ((lol)) Dvokr chim Hok -> Aye. +SB 179+ This is USS Challenger requesting a docking berth. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Challenger is granted a berth. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hm. Anastasia Poldara -> ::hoping their next assignment is a boring survey mission for ... gaseous anomalies or something:: Cassie Granger -> ::out of surgery, then, and on the mend::: Hunter Matheson -> ::gaseous anomalies rock::: Hunter Matheson -> Prepare for solid dock... Dvokr chim Hok -> We are berthing Captain, or allowed to. Dyan Sylvanis -> ((I'm not going near any gassy rocks.)) Hunter Matheson -> Contact in three... two.. one.. ::a light thunk is felt, no paint chips::: Hunter Matheson -> Hard seal. Hunter Matheson -> Seal is secure. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Good docking. Mr. Hok, tell the crew they're free to take leave on the stations when their shift duties allow. We'll be here awhile while we undergo repairs, and refit. Hunter Matheson -> ::engages tether and shifts to starbase feeds::: Dvokr chim Hok -> +All Crew+ Leave for all crew has been granted upon duties allowances. Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Artemis -> ::Sends a message to SB 179 requisitions for a Neatron Phase Scanner to be transported to Cargo Bay 2:: Hunter Matheson -> ::pause:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::paused:: Artemis -> ::pause:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Nicely done, everyone. :) So, that little twist will for the most part bring an end to this plot. We'll likely do some wrapping up and time on the station. TBS will be a few days, by then repairs will have started... Cptn Ja'Lale -> Due to the holiday weekend, I was thinking of taking a break next week and resuming the week after. Cassie Granger -> Works for me. Artemis -> Same Dyan Sylvanis -> k Hunter Matheson -> Same Cptn Ja'Lale -> All righty then. Our next sim will be on the 4th of January. On behalf of Commander Rinax and I, I'd like to wish you all a happy holiday season and a happy new year!

Twenty-two years! WTG, Arcadia!! Let's have 22 more!!

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Last week, the Challenger met up with the freighter in the nebula. Unable to explain why the Fort Erie was so heavily armed and shielded, the freighter began to attack the Challenger, dealing severe damage. We are out of the nebula with the Fort Erie in pursuit. Cptn Ja'Lale -> There was no TBS last week. Any questions? Artemis -> Keep yourselves safe, no docs this week..... Cptn Ja'Lale -> Indeed. No engineers either, lol. Cassie Granger -> Does it help if I'm certified CCC? Dyan Sylvanis -> Just put a band-aid on it. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Not sure when Randall is coming back, but he did say he had internet problems last I talked with him. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Every little bit helps. Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Dvokr chim Hok -> :: on the comms now :: Hunter Matheson -> ::awesome maneuvering getting Artemis the best possible angles:: Artemis -> ::Returns fire on the freighter, targeting primary power sources with concentrated phaser bursts followed up with a pair of torpedoes:: Cassie Granger -> +Dyan+ What's your ETA out of that thing? Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Challenger's shields were down to about 70%, the Fort Erie has so far suffered relatively moderate damage. Anastasia Poldara -> This freighter is definitely not standard issue. Cptn Ja'Lale -> No. Can you get an ID of what the Fort Erie's hull is comprised of? Hunter Matheson -> ::and another shift, putting Challenger's heaviest shields toward the frieghter:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Going through the rise cycle in the chamber. Sounds like she is underwater when talking.:: +Cass+ Waiting for the green light. Dyan Sylvanis -> *rinse Cassie Granger -> +Dyan+ Copy. Sprint out as soon as its green. Cassie Granger -> ::hits the magic button:: +Shadow Squad+ Scramble. Scramble. Scramble. Artemis -> ::Ja'Lale:: Captain, shields holding at 70% for now. ::Remodulates the shields to support Hunter's maneuvers:: Cassie Granger -> +Bridge+ Shadow squad on scramble, ready to engage on orders. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Fighters begin to scramble, all but the lone Shadow 1. Misty is waiting impatiently in the nav seat.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods:: Anastasia Poldara -> Captain, the freighter's hull is a duranium-tritanium composite even more advanced than Challenger’s. No one aside from another capital power's military should have such a thing. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::looks to Hok:: Any ships in range for assistance? Cassie Granger -> +Shadow Squad+ Hold position for ROE, confirmation. Artemis -> ::Hunter:: Bring us around behind them. If I can drill a large enough hole in their shields, a torpedo or two could be enough to start a change reaction if I can hit their impulse engines just right Cptn Ja'Lale -> Huh. I doubt that option wasn't available wherever this thing was first built. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Green light comes on in the chamber, and door pops open. She quickly runs out, streaking down the flight deck till a crewman with her flight suit stops her.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::Artemis:: Coming around freighter aft. I'm bringing her up from below, stand by for attack vector. Hold on. Dyan Sylvanis -> Wolfman> ::In Shadow 2:: +FOPS+ Understood. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Artemis:: See if you can find any weak points in the Fort Erie's armour. Artemis -> ::Pulls power from the rear phase cannons to overcharge the forward attack, preloads four torpedoes and waits for Hunter's signal:: Hunter Matheson -> ::sharp dive that strains the IDS:: Coming around... attack vector on your console. Ready in five..four.. three ....two Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::looks to Hok:: ANy ships in range for assistance? Cmdr Rinax -> ::down in sickbay - still being diagnosed for another headache at the moment:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Starts changing in the middle of the deck as quick as she can. Grabs helmet from another crewman once she is done and makes a beeline for Shadow 1.:: Hunter Matheson -> Execute. Execute. Execute. ::shoops straight up to the fighter's aft:: Artemis -> ::Unleashes everything he's got into a 2 meter area on the rear shields, followed quickly by the four torpedos in rapid succession:: Dvokr chim Hok -> No Captain. None for four light years. Hunter Matheson -> ::veers off to escape debris:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Hops into the already prepped fighter and closes canopy.:: +FOPS+ Shadow 1 ready for launch. Dvokr chim Hok -> Shall I send out a distress? Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: The arc of torpedoes does strike the Fort Erie's shields, part of the point of impact bears scorch marks, and drops their shields another 15% Cassie Granger -> +Dyan+ Hold for verification. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes, please. ::to Hok:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::looks for the doctor, who went to compare notes with last time's scan... slips out of sickbay, since no one is paying particular attention to her at the moment:: Cassie Granger -> +Dyan+ Weapons hot on exit. Be advised the freighter appears more advanced than it looks. Cassie Granger -> +Ja'Lale+ Shadow Squadron ready on your command. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: The Fort Erie comes about and fires a volley of disruptor shots at the Challenger; shields drop to 64%. Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ Roger. ::Blasts out of the bay.:: Artemis -> Confirmed hit on the Erie, but no chain reaction to overload impulse. ::to Hunter:: Bring us down underneath them, this will give the fighters an exit vector as well as allow us to test their underbelly Cptn Ja'Lale -> Launch when safe to do so. Cmdr Rinax -> ::into the TL:: Hunter Matheson -> ::Artemis:: Roger. Coming ventral freighter hull. Cmdr Rinax -> Bridge! Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Cass+ Launch when safe to do so.. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Takes point When she catches up with the rest of Shadow.:: Artemis -> ::Shifts power back to the full compliment of phase cannons, and launches a rapid fire attack:: Cassie Granger -> +Ja'Lale+ Aye, Captain. Fighters out of the bay. Cassie Granger -> +Dylan+ Execute. Keep them tight. Watch for debris. Cmdr Rinax -> ::exits to the bridge:: Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ Undertood. Shoot to kill or are we to disable? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Welcome back. ::glances at the door:: Thought you'd miss all the action. Hunter Matheson -> ::Artemis:: Coming up on its underbelly. Hang on. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: calls :: to any vessel in the area, this is the USS Challenger in need of assistance. We are under attack by a known vessel with unknown intentions.. Artemis -> ::to Ja'Lale:: All my scans are telling me the weakest point in their armor is around the engine compartment, but that's an all or nothing game. If we hit that engine even remotely in the wrong place, disabling them will turn into trying to outrun the explosion Cassie Granger -> +Dyan+ Disable if possible, but stay alive. Artemis -> ::Charges another phase cannon volley:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods:: Try to aim for that part of the ship. It's a risk we'll have to take. Artemis -> ::to Hunter:: Waiting your signal Cmdr Rinax -> ::listening to the chatter before she walks to her chair, hearing Artemis's update, Hok's call and other chatter on the COM:: Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ Always. :;Brings the squad in and engages the freighter, phaser cannons lighting up.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::Artemis;: Okay.. watch for Shadow. Changing vector... Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Nearest ship to Challenger's location is a few hours away. Hunter Matheson -> Ready in four... three..two.. Hunter Matheson -> Execute. Artemis -> ::Fires the next volley at the rear of the freighter from below, working to hit the engine compartment:: Hunter Matheson -> ::veers off, dodging the fighters:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::steps to her chair, and slips quietly, watching and listening to the action:: Dyan Sylvanis -> :;Shadow engages the freighter in wings of two, striking hit and run volleys in concert with Challenger. Torpedoes are used only when a clear shot is present.:: Cassie Granger -> +Bridge+ Opening a direct line to monitor your movements and orders. How copy? Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Freighter makes some evasive movements but gets hit by some of Challenger's volley, but still is able to move. Does take some damage. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Cass+ We acknowledge. Go ahead. Artemis -> ::Hunter:: Bring us behind them one more time Cassie Granger -> +Ja'Lale+ Opening a line to FOPS now. Dvokr chim Hok -> Captain, our message is received, but help is hours away. Hunter Matheson -> Coming up behind... Cptn Ja'Lale -> Grand. Hunter Matheson -> Stand by... ::swoops down and around::: Cmdr Rinax -> ::frowns, hearing Hok's message, but turns off her frown rather quickly:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Is the last to fire a torpedo, nailing the impulse manifold.:: +FOPS+ Torpedoes spent. We're on guns only. Artemis -> +FOPS+ Cass, tell your squad they need to hit this area of the freighter's shields on Hunter's signal ::Sends coordinates for the freighter's engine compartment:: Hunter Matheson -> ::flips impressive Immelman in space:: Fire away. Cassie Granger -> +Artemis+ Copy. ::shunts them to Shadow:: Artemis -> ::Pulls power just like the previous volley, overcharging the forward phaser cannons, and lets loose with a half dozen torpedos:: Dyan Sylvanis -> :;Engages the section.:: Cassie Granger -> +Dyan+ Target these coordinates on your command fire. Try to take out their power. Cmdr Rinax -> ::having never seen the captain in this arena, listens and watches him in action:: Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ Copy that. Hunter Matheson -> ::Artemis:: Need another pass? Artemis -> ::Hunter:: Stand-by Hunter Matheson -> Debris is getting hard to maneuver through. Fighters are close as well. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: The Fort Erie's engine compartment takes a significant hit from Challenger, begins to vent plasma. THe Fort Erie's crew quickly change shield patterns to better cover the damaged area. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Stays under the guns as she makes precision strikes.:: Cassie Granger -> +Dyan+ She's venting plasma. Stay clear. Artemis -> ::Hunter:: Avoid the plasma! They're venting pretty good, but we'll ignite that with our own nacelles if we get too close Hunter Matheson -> Holy... sh... Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ I see it. ::Veers away from the aft section.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: The Fort Erie has lost a lot of maneuverability, but is still pretty formidable. Hunter Matheson -> ::sharp dive::: Artemis -> +FOPS+ As soon as Challenger is clear, have your pilots ignite the plasma Hunter Matheson -> Might have a new IDS after this.. Cassie Granger -> +Artemis+ Copy. Cassie Granger -> +Dyan+ Stand by to ignite plasma as soon as Challenger is clear. Cassie Granger -> +Dyan+ Command fire is on you. Hunter Matheson -> ::pulls up, flips over, moves off:: We're clear. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Calls out to the squad.:: +Shadow+ Everyone pull back. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::The rest of Shadow peels off as she fires on the plasma.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::Artemis:: Shield status? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Breaks off last second, and doesn't look back.:: Artemis -> ::Hunter:: Looks like they're holding at just over 64% Hunter Matheson -> Heaviest shielding is where? Artemis -> Now, towards the rear. Bring us around in front, and I can attack from there Cassie Granger -> ::following the action on several monitors:: Hunter Matheson -> Around in front of the freighter? Artemis -> Aye Hunter Matheson -> ::deep breath:: Roger that. Coming around... Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Fort Erie crew manage to stop the plasma vent soon before the fighter's fire at the plasma field, which strikes their heavily shielded hull. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: listening for Antung from the attacking vessel :: Artemis -> ::Shunts shield and weapon power to the rear of the Challenger:: Hunter Matheson -> ::veers around:: Coming up portside freighter's fore section. Cptn Ja'Lale -> action: The Fort Erie attempts to move away from the Challenger, and fires a return volley of disruptor fire. Hunter Matheson -> ::feeling the shake:: Disruptors? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Starts targeting maneuvering thrusters and fires on those areas. The rest of Shadow follows suit.:: Cassie Granger -> ::redacted:: +Dyan+ Disruptor fire. Disruptor fire. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes. She's equipped with what looks like Klingon disruptors. Artemis -> ::Braces against the fire and returns the favor with the Challengers phasers and 2 torpedoes:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Whoa. ::Narrowly avoids a green streak.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: The Fort Erie's disruptors strike two of the closest fighters as she distances herself from the CHallenger. Cassie Granger -> +Bay Chief+ Prepare for fighters coming in hot. Rig for collision. Artemis -> ::to Ja'Lale:: Captain, this isn't working. Whoever built this freighter knew what they were doing, and it looks like we are playing for keeps ::Double checks his armament logs:: We might need a Hail Mary Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Checks.:: +FOPS+ 3 and 5 are both hit. Ate up their shields. They are coming back. Cptn Ja'Lale -> I agree. Hunter Matheson -> Maybe more than a Hail Mary. Dunno what the hell they're using. Cmdr Rinax -> ::searches her console for stolen Klingon technology, and if someone could possibly be trying to frame them, or other reasons to actually blame the Klingons:: Cassie Granger -> +Dyan+ Copy, Shadow 1. Bay is open and ready. Anastasia Poldara -> Why don't we surrender? Cmdr Rinax -> (console's accessing the database, I'm not taking my console apart. LOL)) Cassie Granger -> (heh) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (lol). Artemis -> I have a little more than 120 torpedoes left. With your permission, Captain, ::hesitates:: I want to fire 80 of them as quick as I can at the freighter... Cassie Granger -> ::fighters enter the bay hot, fire suppression engages making one hell of a mess:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Shadows 3 and 5 manage to return under their own power, if only barely.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::prepares for vector change::: Cassie Granger -> +Dyan+ Three and five in the bay. Cassie Granger -> +Bridge+ Two fighters in the bay. Fire suppression is containing. Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ Copy. ::Going through her options in her head.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> All right. ::to Artemis:: THat might slow 'em down. ::Anastasia:: I won't lie, that thought had entered my mind, but I'd rather not give in just yet. Cassie Granger -> +Dyanj+ Just stay clear of those disruptors, and if anything looks remotely worse, get the hell back here. Cmdr Rinax -> ::Computer finally finishes its search, but not finding anything much, guesses the Klingons wouldn't ask the Feds for help with such... Checks on any Fed knowledge about Romulan activity... gets another long hourglass... and her console says "Searching..." Hunter Matheson -> ::shifting to put the aft shields toward the freighter:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Sighs:: +FOPS+ Understood. Cmdr Rinax -> ::wants to glance at Ja'Lale, and say "really?" but... decides to just finish her search:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: The camera shakes as the Challenger is hit by another volley of weapons fire, shields still hold at around the 60% mark. Cassie Granger -> +Bay Chief+ Pilot status report. Anastasia Poldara -> ::shrugs:: We disabled their warp engines, right? So they can't leave. Surrendering would... put them off balance. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Re-engages the freighter, probing with cannon fire as she looks for gaps in shielding.:: Artemis -> ::Communicates a firing solution for the torpedos to Engineering:: Hunter, brings us underneath the freighter, with the forward torpedo launchers pointed perpendicular to the freighter's belly. Let me know when we are in position Cassie Granger -> ::thrown to the side, her ribs taking a solid hit on a chair:: Hunter Matheson -> Coming around beneath the freighter.... changing angle... coming into position... Hunter Matheson -> NOW Cassie Granger -> ::gasping for breath:: Artemis -> ::Torpedoes fire at a rate of 4 per second, taking 20 seconds to fire all 80 torpedoes:: Cassie Granger -> ::waves off assistance:: I'm good. I'm good. Focus on those fighters. Cassie Granger -> ::bracing against the main console, she fights off the pain:: Artemis -> ::Might have his fingers crossed for luck:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Glad she is on the dorsal side of the freighter. It would not be good for her otherwise.:: Cmdr Rinax -> Captain, I did a search for both Klingon and Romulan issues with stolen technology, thefts of any ships, weapons or technology, or just Intel that tells us... well anything - and I'm coming up with nothing. Hunter Matheson -> ::veers off as soon as the torpedos are out::: Cmdr Rinax -> Not SF Intel... just, you know, SF Information. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: About half of our torpedoes hit their mark, causing more damage. The impressive shields on the Fort Erie is weakened but still holds. Hunter Matheson -> Okay, so you can't tell me that vessel is just a freighter. No way. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Curses as the other half start streaking past her.:: Artemis -> ::BRings his palm down hard on his console in frustration:: Freighter still not disabled, Captain Dvokr chim Hok -> :: bloody, having slammed into a number of console knobs :: Cassie Granger -> ::shallow breath:: +Shadow 1+ SITREP Dyan Sylvanis -> +Challenger/FOPS+ Check your fire! ::Is almost hit again.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Ja'Lale opens his mouth to say something, when long range sensors beep. Another vessels is quickly on its way... Cassie Granger -> +Bridge+ Hold fire. Fighters in the line of fire. Repeat - hold fire! Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: A large Klingon bird of prey decloaks in front of the CHallenger, and Fort Erie and powers up its weapons... Hunter Matheson -> ::evasive maneuvers::: Hunter Matheson -> What the hell… Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Gets the new sensor blip and curses again.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> Next week, we'll see if we'll still be in one piece or blown to smithereens. No TBS again. Any questions? Dvokr chim Hok -> We gonna die Dyan Sylvanis -> nope Cptn Ja'Lale -> Maybe. Hunter Matheson -> Yeah. We get a new ship,right? Artemis -> lol Cptn Ja'Lale -> Again, maybe. :) Hunter Matheson -> Gees, we're gonna need it. Cptn Ja'Lale -> If there is nothing else, then sim dismissed! We'll see you all next week.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK, let's get started. Cptn Ja'Lale -> The Challenger crew had encountered the freighter, the SS Fort Erie, in a nebula but their story wasn't really adding up. Why are they in the nebula holding station and why do they have such powerful shielding? We may never know... no TBS. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cassie Granger -> ::in FOPS:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::In the Eagle, holding above the freighter. The advanced sensor suite scanning the cargo holds. Also keeping an eye on her shield readings.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::at the helm, checking up on that pilot in the Eagle:: Derrick Sabin -> ::in the science lab::: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Data stream still linked to Challenger.:: Artemis -> ::At the TAC station, monitoring the nebula while the scans on then freighter are being completed:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::in SB sorting tongue depressors::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::rubs his chin:: Cassie Granger -> +TAC+ How's the resolution on that data feed? Cmdr Rinax -> ((Did you'all grown at the briefing? ::smirks and gives a groan::)) Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Data feed is good and strong. Cmdr Rinax -> ((Greets Hok, hold for a briefing by IM)) Artemis -> +Granger+ Honestly, as good as it's going to get, and I'm surprised at the lack of intereference. Glad to see something going right Cptn Ja'Lale -> I don't like this. So many questions. Cmdr Rinax -> ::on the bridge, listening to the chatter and waiting:: Yes, agreed captain. I'm on pins and needles here. Cassie Granger -> ::pacing behind the feed through FOPS that is attached to CMTAC:: Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ Shields still holding strong. Cassie Granger -> +TAC+ ::you can almost hear the smile in her voice:: You can thank SF R&D for that. Cmdr Rinax -> Is there anything coming from Eagle that'll tell us more about that freighter? Cassie Granger -> +Sylvanis+ Copy. How is your radiation count? Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ Still well in the green. Artemis -> +Granger+ Remind me to send them a thank you note later. ::To Rinax:: So far, the scans I am getting back are just of the cargo hold, nothing real identifying. Might have to reposition the Eagle Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Cass:: Can the Eagle get anymore scans from the Freighter> Cptn Ja'Lale -> ? Cmdr Rinax -> ::holding her temple again, rubbing it with the tip of her finger:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::keeping an eye on sensors while waiting for the situation to develop further:: Cassie Granger -> +Sylvanis+ ::is in FOPS, not on the bridge:: keep a close watch. Cassie Granger -> (Eagle is scanning at max) Hunter Matheson -> ::minor adjustment to their position:: Cmdr Rinax -> I'll ask, Captain. +Granger+ Rinax here. The captain wants to try and get more scans from the freighter, anything able to be increased? Cassie Granger -> +Rinax+ Eagle is scanning at maximum output, ma'am. Cmdr Rinax -> +Granger+ I see. Who is reading and deciphering the data currently coming across? Cassie Granger -> +Rinax+ Tactical and science, Commander. Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ Roger. I'm done with the holds. Going to scan the freighter systems itself. :;Adjusts the array.:: Cmdr Rinax -> +Granger+ Good good, thanks Granger. Cmdr Rinax -> Captain, you heard that? ::points at Tac & Sci:: They've both got the data feeds... we should be first to hear if they find anything. Cptn Ja'Lale -> I did, very good. Cassie Granger -> ::just to be sure, she moves to the tactical feed that's going to the bridge:: Cassie Granger -> ::untangles her fingers::) Artemis -> ::Watches the scan feed coming in as the information changes to systemic data:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::finds herself squinting, due to her headache, turns to the Captain and whispers:: Mind if I check on the rest of the ship? Cptn Ja'Lale -> (w) Of course. Anastasia Poldara -> This is interesting. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Oh? Anastasia Poldara -> If these readigns are correct, that freighter has more the metal in its hold. Cmdr Rinax -> ::closes her console feed, and leaves her chair, taking the long way around to look over a couple shoulders, her way of making sure things aren't going bad, since she's going to probably be tied up in a minute:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Really? Cmdr Rinax -> ::hears Anastasia, pauses momentarily, but knows the Captain has things under control and heads to the turbolift:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::after the TL doors close, only then does she say:: Sickbay. Hunter Matheson -> ::keeping a close watch on the helm, making sure it doesn't do something really stupid:: Hunter Matheson -> ::kind of half hearing the comment from science:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::Exits to Sickbay's deck and walks there, rubbing her temple one more time in the cooridor:: Hunter Matheson -> (well, you never know. Helms these days just aren't like they used to be.) Anastasia Poldara -> I'm detecting what could be … Klingon weapons? It's hard to tell since they are powered down, but the masses and component make-up matches some old-style Klingon weaponry in our databases. Artemis -> ::Nods to the Ja'Lale:: Aye, I'm getting it here, too. This Freighter just got a lot more interesting Hunter Matheson -> ::and now he's really listening::: Cmdr Rinax -> ::hands down, enters sickbay, looking for her favorite sweet-vending doctor:: Cassie Granger -> ::taps the screen to zoom in on one questionable area:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::hears the door chime announcing a visitor, looks up to see Rinax:: Well, Comander, what drags you down here from the bridge? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hmm.. Cmdr Rinax -> Oh... a stretch of the legs,, You know,... visit departments and such. ::gets close to Gretchen:: A little visit ::squints:: for me too? Dvokr chim Hok -> :: at the comm, having dozed off after the chatter turned slowly into white ::noise Gretchen Hanson -> ::edges her glasses down her nose a bit, looking at Rinax over the top rim:: A visit? ::eyebrows raised:: Cassie Granger -> ::aside, still looking at the screen:: What's your take on that area, Sergeant? Cmdr Rinax -> ::raises her hand to her head, bending head forward to cover it with her hair, but points delicately at her temple:: another one. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Freighter> ::silent and still keeping station in the nebula:: Cassie Granger -> ::looks over, watching her change the configuration, then zoom in:: Anastasia Poldara -> … uh … the freighter's weapons systems also have Klingon energy signatures. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Raises a brow:: What type of weapons? Hunter Matheson -> ::trying not to turn around:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::frowning:: I thought SF medical cleared you? Artemis -> Primitive, at least at first glance. However, what makes me nervouse is this type of Freighter was never designed with offensive capabilities, just basic shielding. These weapons are a modification not in any of the books Artemis -> So, any indication of the type of weapons could be completely off the mark Cmdr Rinax -> I'm cleared! Honest! I just started getting this one again... I don't know, stress waiting on information from our latest mission, perhaps Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Is getting that uneasy feeling now that her scans have gone through.:: Cmdr Rinax -> Well, I shouldn't say again... it only hurts in this region, unlike before. Gretchen Hanson -> ::trying not to "mother' Rinax::: Commander, you're the second in command. Your life IS stress. Artemis -> ::Checks to make sure the forward shields are running a constant frequency sweep:: Cassie Granger -> +Sylvanis+ RTB; game's over for now. Cmdr Rinax -> ::slight smile:: True... so true! Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Notices an indicator start to flash.:: +FOPS+ Roger, my time is about up anyways. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Makes the turn to head back.:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::snarkily (is that a word?) :: Have you thought about a job in Astrophysics? Cmdr Rinax -> ::chuckles:: Really not for me, Doctor... this is so much less stress than working in Intel! Cassie Granger -> +Sylvanis+ You are cleared to land. Full decontamination protocol for Eagle, same for you. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Sighs:: What in the world is an Earth freighter doing with Klingon weapons? I don't suppose it wouldn't be improper to ask? Gretchen Hanson -> Then I would suggest that something else is at play besides stress. Anastasia Poldara -> Isn't that illegal? Cmdr Rinax -> ::smirks:: I hope not... working in Intel was fun. Cptn Ja'Lale -> It most definitely is. Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ Understood. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Hok:: Please hail the freighter. Cmdr Rinax -> How are you doing? I haven't had time to visit for a while. Gretchen Hanson -> Do you find anything fun in being XO? Dvokr chim Hok -> :: opens a channel to the freighter :: Cmdr Rinax -> ::considers the question:: Frequent travel miles are high always going on missions away from the ship, lots of freedom to visit, since the Captain enjoys staying on the bridge... Yeah, it's fun too. Artemis -> ::Pulls up some systems data:: This.... ::Scans down a list with his finger:: I might need some time to re-confirm, but this... This is pretty ingenious. Whoever installed these weapons did a masterful job of patching them into Federation Standard freighter equipment. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Freighter+ This is Captain Ja'Lale of the USS Challenger, calling the SS Fort Erie. We couldn't help but detect that you have Klingon technology equipped on your ship. You do realize this is in gross violation of Federation law? Gretchen Hanson -> So what do you think makes this stress less endurable than your intel days? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Brings the Eagle into a quarantined section of the flight bay. Once landed and powered down, she exits the cockpit and is greeted by crewmen in full rad suits. She's then escorted to a decontamination chamber.:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::feels Gretchen counseling her:: Your sweet treats. ::smiles:: Hunter Matheson -> ::sitting there, watching and listening, he starts to put a few things together that just don't add up, like the freighter being at station keeping without being able to maneuver out of the nebula:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Freighter> Klingon technology? No.. wait.. sorry.. we're losing you! Your transmission is breaking up ::comm cuts:: Cmdr Rinax -> Oh wait! ::didn't listen well, was focusing on her headache:: I mean... your treats make it Less Stressful! ::chuckles:: Hunter Matheson -> Uh... Captain? Anastasia Poldara -> ::rolls eyes:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Strips out of her suit and enters the chamber, taking a seat.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: The freighter's engines and other systems power up suddenly.. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes, Mr. Matheson? Hunter Matheson -> Something I just thought about, sir. How can they be at stationkeeping and not have maneuvering power? Anastasia Poldara -> They're making a run for it! Artemis -> ::Starts putting pieces together:: Captain, I would be very wary of this freighter. These weapons are far more advanced than we first anticipated. Gretchen Hanson -> ::nods in what she hoes passes as a sage manor::: Then that brings us full circle. You like your job, there's less stress, more sugar, yet you're plagued by headaches. Dvokr chim Hok -> No response either. Hunter Matheson -> ::spots their trajectory:: Intercept course laid in. Fighter in the bay. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: THe freighter does indeed have maneuvering power and move out of the nebula. Its shields and weapons power up... and fires at the Challenger. Shields drop to 78% Cmdr Rinax -> Do I have a tumor, doc? ::making a joke:: Cassie Granger -> ::checks on Sylvanis::secures the bay:: Gretchen Hanson -> If you do, it's a Klingon tumor....Well cloaked! Artemis -> Captain, incoming fire, shields reduced to 78%. Do I have permission to return fire? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes, return fire. Red alert. Cmdr Rinax -> ::giggles:: Cmdr Rinax -> Do you have anything, well, that'll relieve this? Hunter Matheson -> ::Artemis:: Coming about for max effect. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Freighter is out of the nebula headed for CHallenger's position headed to a clear area of space to make a jump to warp. Artemis -> ::Weapons powered up, schematic pops up of the Freighter, with all the recent scan data.:: Aye, returning fire ::Targets shields with the phaser cannons, with a piar of Photon Torpedoes for added punch:: Gretchen Hanson -> A week on Risa with a hot bod from the Scottish highlands? ::;stifles a laugh as "unprofessional" and just about chokes herself trying::: Hold on a minute, let me get something. Cassie Granger -> ::bay scrambles for red alert:: Cmdr Rinax -> I'll take it! ::taps the doctor's shoulder as she walks away:: Artemis -> ::Concentrates remaining fire on the freighter's engines, trying to disable them:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::finally wakes up to the red alert::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Relatively minimal damage to the freighter's outer hull. The freighter fires back at Challenger, taking shields down to 72%. Cmdr Rinax -> ::glances at the Red Alert:: +Captain+ am I needed on the bridge immediately? I'm in sickbay. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Hunter:: Don't let him away, Lieutenant. Gretchen Hanson -> ::hurries to her med dispenser, makes her selection and collects the pills::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Rinax+ If you are completed your treatment there. Hunter Matheson -> Aye, Captain. Artemis -> ::Shunts power from rear to forward shields, and continues to target the freighter's engines:: Captain, shields down to 72% Gretchen Hanson -> ::puts them in a small container and rushes back to the Commander;: Here, take these when you get a chance. Cmdr Rinax -> ::a little shocked that he knew, even though she didn't say she was coming for some treatment:: +Captain+ Aye, sir. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::treatment, or whatever she was doing down there:: Cmdr Rinax -> Gretchen, be aware... this red alert may be because of a freighter that wouldn't answer our initial hails. Feels like they fired upon us. Could be injuries. Artemis -> ::Fires 6 torpedoes in a circular spread, set to detonate around the section of the freighter housing their warp core:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Stands in all her glory, moving to the door of the chamber, but it won't open. Curses to herself.:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::nods:: I'll leave the lights on and the welcome mat out. Hunter Matheson -> ::Artemis:: Repositioning to their weak side. Hang on. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Mumbles about decon.:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::takes the meds in the container, then chuckles:: Glad you'll be ready... hope you don't have any injuries... you know what I mean. Artemis -> ::Kal:: Get me side by side, I'll hit them with a broadside:: Gretchen Hanson -> Get up there. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Challenger remains in close distance to the freighter. Just as the freighter is about to jump to warp, the two of the six torpedoes strike the freighter, and hits one of the nacelles. Hunter Matheson -> Coming alongside, Roger. Want to know what kind of gum they're chewing? Cmdr Rinax -> ::nods, and turns quickly walking out of sickbay and heads down the corridor towards the TL:: Hunter Matheson -> ::taking evasives to avoid the nacelle explosion:: Artemis -> ::With Nacelle One down, all of the starboard phaser cannons focus their fire on the remaining nacelle:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: It's warp engines are knocked out, but the freighter still packs quite a punch and returns a volley of its own, rocking the Challenger in a shower of sparks; shields drop to 61%. Hunter Matheson -> What the hell kind of weapon is that? Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Freighter retreats to a defensive position on impulse Cmdr Rinax -> Bridge ::just having entered the TL, the ship begins to rock, grabs the edges:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::shakes head:: Nothing I know the Klingons had in their arsenal. Hunter Matheson -> ::rocking perpendicular to make Challenger a smaller target:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::as the ship rocks, her neatly sorted pile on tongue depressors spills onto the deck::: Hunter Matheson -> ::Artemis:: Give me a position, I'll get you there. Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> Great job everyone... Dvokr chim Hok -> Really sorry fell asleep, tablet hit me in the face Cptn Ja'Lale -> No TBS again next week, where we'll see if we can make it through the battle in one piece Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK, if there's nothing else, sim dismissed! We'll see you all here next week!

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Anyway, yes, Challenger was enroute to the nebula and had launched a probe into the nebula. Initial readings should be coming back. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any other questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Standing on the flight deck by a prepped Eagle, and a fuming Chief Barnes.:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::Ja'Lale:: Captain, receiving telemetry from the probe. Gretchen Hanson -> ::in SB doing medical things::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Very good. Anastasia Poldara -> ::begins reviewing the telemetry:: Hmm. Derrick Sabin -> ::in his quarters, getting ready to go on-shift:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Find anything? Artemis -> ::Pre-buffering shield frequency rotations for yellow-alert, and warming up the phaser cannons in their cradles:: Cassie Granger -> ::since there was not much for her to do on the bridge, she decided to get down to the fighter bay and check out the Eagle:: Anastasia Poldara -> Well, the nebula itself is largely unremarkable. I don't know why the freighter is so close to it. Dyan Sylvanis -> Don't give me that look. It's the only way for the Eagle's sensors to work without leaving the proximity of the ship. Hunter Matheson -> ::at helm, not really happy about the situation, no not at all:: Anastasia Poldara -> We will encounter significant sensory and shield disruption if we enter it. We won't quite be blind, but not far from it. Dyan Sylvanis -> Barnes> It's suicide. Anastasia Poldara -> The freighter itself registers on the probe's sensors, though proximity to the nebula means its scans are about as good as ours. It isn't registering the freighter as being in any obvious distress... oh. Cassie Granger -> ::hears Barnes as she strides toward them:: Anastasia Poldara -> The freighter's thrusters are at stationkeeping. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Turns and nods at Cass as she sees her approach.:: Captain. Dyan Sylvanis -> Barnes> ::Snaps to.:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::finishes clearing out the conference room, mulling over the discussions that were had:: Cassie Granger -> ::Barnes:: As you were. ::returns the salute:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Can we determine how far the freighter is in the nebula? Cassie Granger -> It's dicey, Lieutenant, I'll give you that. Suicide, Barnes? Dvokr chim Hok -> :: On the bridge at the communications console :: Anastasia Poldara -> ::runs some calculations:: Triangulating. Derrick Sabin -> ::takes the nearby TL to the Science deck:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::after putting glasses and such into the recycler unit, comes out of the conference room, sort of feeling like the maid but it gave her time to ponder the evidence again and all of the discussions:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::Ja'Lale:: If the freighter is at stationkeeping, sir, that implies they are holding position for a reason. Hunter Matheson -> ::listening to science re the nebula:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods:: Indeed it does. They either are unable to move further, or are waiting for someone. Anastasia Poldara -> All right, it looks like the freighter is approximately 0.8 light-years from the boundary of the nebula closest to us. Derrick Sabin -> ::Enters the Sci lab and settles into his chair, logging in to his station:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> I assume we are unable to raise the freighter from here? Dyan Sylvanis -> Right, so I know you said you wanted us to get the Eagle's sensors to work from the flight deck. Problem is, even though they are powerful, there is too much interference in the hull, EPS grids, and etc. So I figured we can make a tractor beam tether and I'll take the Eagle out and drift under the hull. Dyan Sylvanis -> Barnes> ::grumbles.:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::glances around the bridge before she takes her seat, silently, though made eye contact with anyone that looked towards the door when it opened, and nods to the Captain before she sits:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::sees Sabin come online:: +Sabin+ Poldara to Sabin. Artemis -> ::Ja'Lale:: Captain, this reeks of bait. I may not believe that the freighter picked up Klingons, but that doesn't mean they aren't here. Derrick Sabin -> +Poldara+ Sabin here, Lt. Cmdr Rinax -> ::a little shocked that Artemis has nearly her same conclusion... not exactly, but close:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> I was thinking the same thing. Anastasia Poldara -> +Sabin+ We've started to receive telemetry from the probe we sent ahead of us. Please keep an eye on it and see if you can divine any more useful details from the data. The more information we have before we arrive on the scene, the better we'll be able to plan ahead. Cptn Ja'Lale -> It wouldn't surprise me at all. Cassie Granger -> ::after quite a bit of thought, she reiterates:: The idea was to stay aboard if possible. I'm not so sure that taking the fighter out in the nebula is a good idea. Derrick Sabin -> ::switches his monitor to follow the flow of data from the probe::: +Poldara+ I have it up now. I'll let you know what I can find. Cassie Granger -> But, ::glancing to Barnes:: I'm inclined to agree with you both. It could be suicide, maybe creating a feedback with the attempted mesh of technology. Artemis -> I would recommend coming to a stop as far from this freighter as we can Derrick Sabin -> ::puzzled by the lack of data about the freighter::: Hunter Matheson -> ::likes that idea, too:: Derrick Sabin -> ::makes some adjustments in the telemetry analysis::: Anastasia Poldara -> Just a reminder that the properties of the nebula affect the freighter's sensors as well. Cassie Granger -> ::Dyan:: What's the fighter's capability in the nebula? Cassie Granger -> All around capability, I mean. Anastasia Poldara -> As for communication … we could potentially use the probe as a signal booster. ::glances at Hok for confirmation:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> If you can, make it happen ::to Hok:: Cmdr Rinax -> Captain, what if we took a shuttle over there, limited personnel, science... and a driver - take our scans, bring them back - quick in and out,. Hunter Matheson -> ::doubling up with nav, isn't liking what he sees, or doesn't see would be more like it:: Dyan Sylvanis -> I get that, but we need this information. And you know as well as I do, the Eagle is better than any probe we could hope to launch. ::Stops a moment.:: No armaments to make room for the sensor suite, but she's got twice the shield power of the Spectres. She can hold. Derrick Sabin -> ::makes one other adjustment and then hits the comm:: +Poldara+ Sabin to Poldara. Dvokr chim Hok -> I think we can boost the signal, but it will train the power sytem of the probe more quickly. Dyan Sylvanis -> She's made to survive with info intact. Anastasia Poldara -> +Sabin+ Do you have good news for me? Cassie Granger -> ::stares hard at the Eagle, then at Sylvanis:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Boosting the signal Captain. Cassie Granger -> All right. You know her capabilities more than anyone. I'm making it your call, Lieutenant. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Try to hail the freighter, if you can. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: Thank you. I'll be careful. Cmdr Rinax -> ::looks at Hok, to see if there is a response:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Barnes> You better be. Derrick Sabin -> +Poldara+ Depends on your point of view, Lieutenant. The probe is definitely giving us readings on the physical properties of the freighter, but limited to it's exterior. Nothing is penetrating that ship's hull. I'd say she's pretty heavily shielded. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Smirks.:: Dvokr chim Hok -> The connection to the probe is made.. recieving... Dvokr chim Hok -> We are getting a response, but it's tricky Cassie Granger -> ::Nods and turns away from them to contact the bridge:: +COM+ Granger to Captain Ja'lale. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Freighter> +Challenger+ ::Static:: This is....reighter...Erie...::static::...stuck in nebula...navig...ut....::static:: Anastasia Poldara -> +Sabin+ Really? That's interesting. Why would a freighter be so shielded? We're using the probe as a signal booster—could you piggyback some kind of active scan over the comm signal? Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Cass+ Go ahead. ::Hok:: See if you can clear that up.. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Grabs her helmet and climbs into the Eagle.:: Derrick Sabin -> +Poldara+ I'l give it a try. Cmdr Rinax -> ::taps onn her console to look up Freighter Erie:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Puts helmet and mask on, closing the canopy. She begins powering up.:: Cassie Granger -> +COM+ Sir, we have at our disposal one of the most sophisticated packages of technology within a sensor suite attached to Lt. Sylvanis' fighter. She's ready to go on your mark, sir. Derrick Sabin -> ::configures a video channel to ride underneath the audio frequencies going out to the probe, hoping it will get relayed to the freighter unobserved::: Anastasia Poldara -> ::keeps an eye on the probe's power levels:: Probe power at 55% and dropping. Artemis -> ::sends a frequency schedule to Hok:: Here, using these frequencies should help get through our own shields. My clear things up a little. Hunter Matheson -> ::looks up and turns, thinking about Sylvanis going into the nebula, he clenches his jaw:: Cmdr Rinax -> Captain, we have 3 Erie Freighters on the Federation database. Unsure which one yet. Derrick Sabin -> ::gets scrambled images that coincide with the breaks in static in the audio stream from the freighter:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hope they all aren't the same type of freighter. Cmdr Rinax -> Let me check the differences... maybe we can identify it. Anastasia Poldara -> Probe power at 49%. Dvokr chim Hok -> Clearing.. :: Artemis -> ::sends same frequency schedule to Sabin and Poldara:: I wont drop shields, but this should give you a dedicated hole Hunter Matheson -> ::Lets out a breath:: On approach to the freighter, Captain. ETA five minutes to holding at 10,000 km. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Finished with her prep, waiting on the go ahead.:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::reads console, attempts to find differences:: Cassie Granger -> +Syl+ Stand by. Cmdr Rinax -> There was a Fort Erie, Captain. This one filed a flight path on Rout to SB 179... that's probably the nearest to our location. Cmdr Rinax -> Let me see... their scheduled freight haul was supposed to be metallic ores and such. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Fort Erie... but why cut through a nebula? Cmdr Rinax -> Wasn't in their flight plan. ::smirks and tries to get more info:: Dvokr chim Hok -> I have cleared the signal by about double, is that enough? Anastasia Poldara -> Meet with some smugglers? Anastasia Poldara -> Probe power at 42%. Derrick Sabin -> ::trying to clear the video feed:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Hates the waiting.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::Ja'Lale:: Approaching freighter. Holding at 10,000 km. Hunter Matheson -> ::parks:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Good Cmdr Rinax -> ::turns towards Anastasia:: Or hide from some? Lets do scans of the area around us too, just in case others are hiding! Derrick Sabin -> ::captures a "still" of the intermittent data and breathes a small sigh of relief::: Anastasia Poldara -> ::Rinax:: If there were any in range, we would have picked them up by now. Mind you, in this nebular, our range is now effectively about 3 AU. Derrick Sabin -> +Poldara+ Sabin to Poldara. I don't much quality video to work with, but what I've got looks like a human crew. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Try to hail the freighter again. Anastasia Poldara -> +Sabin+ Humans? On a Tyrellian freighter? Cmdr Rinax -> Just keep scanning, ... ::turns:: Captain, I suggest yellow alert, so no one is surprised by something out here. Hunter Matheson -> ::glancing at nav:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Already on Yellow Alert) Derrick Sabin -> +Poldara+ Clearly not Tyrellian...or Klingon for that matter. Also, some kind of metallic compound as cargo. Anastasia Poldara -> +Sabin+ Acknowledged. Will pass this on. Anastasia Poldara -> ::Ja'Lale:: Captain, Sabin piggybacked a video feed on the comm transmission and saw humans on the freighter. Scans also verify the presence of metallic signatures in the cargo bay. Gretchen Hanson -> (checks her sucker supply. Clearly those on the bridge are having a sugar reaction) Dvokr chim Hok -> Granger (++ if needed), are you able to do some post-transmission processing to clean up things further? Cmdr Rinax -> ((Withdrawal)) Cptn Ja'Lale -> THat's a relief. Cassie Granger -> +Ja'Lale+ Eagle standing by, full sensor package ready to go. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Waiting on those launch orders.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Cass+ Launch when ready Cmdr Rinax -> ::checks console:: That's probably the Fort Erie, then... mostly human compliment aboard. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Checks the Federation registry:: Fort Erie, large Type VII freighter based in Fort Erie, PA Earth. As the Commander mentioned, she was headed to SB 179 Anastasia Poldara -> ((I thought it was a Tyrellian freighter we were going after?)) Cassie Granger -> +Syl+ Launch is a go. If you see anything that remotely resembles danger, return immediately. Good hunting. Cmdr Rinax -> ::nods:: They don't have any warnings on their record for troublemaking, Captain, at least up until now. They didn't register any crew or leadership changes... so we are going in blind. Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Meant to be a civilian freighter... but we can say that it is registered in Tyrellia as a flag of convenience if you will) Dyan Sylvanis -> +Cass+ Roger. ::Launches, and once clear, she has full shields up and turns for the freighter.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Which could make it Tyrellian technically.) Cassie Granger -> ::Barnes:: Get your QRF hot, just in case. Monitor her comm closely. Anastasia Poldara -> ((I’m a scientist, not a shipping lawyer.)) Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Fort Erie is owned by a company on Earth, but registered in Tyrellia. Hunter Matheson -> ::glad to be just a SWCC:: Cmdr Rinax -> Captain, the registry is Tyrellian, but it's owned by this Earth company. ::points at her console:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Must be cheaper to do that. But, I'm no expert in that field. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Once she closes the distance, she uses the full suite trained on the freighter to take detailed scans.:: +FOPS+ Suite active and all eyes on the target. Gretchen Hanson -> (you know, like US cruise ships sailing under a Panamanian flag) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Yes, that's exactly it) Cassie Granger -> FOPS> Copy. Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Cheaper and less rules to go by) Cassie Granger -> +FOPS+ Send the sensor feed from Eagle directly to the bridge. Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ linking now. ::Sends.:: Anastasia Poldara -> Hopefully the Eagle's sensors will have more luck penetrating that hull. Cassie Granger -> FOPS> Will do, Captain. It's coming in now. Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ Shields holding steady. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: The Eagle launches and heads closer to the freighter. Cptn Ja'Lale -> (5 minutes) Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Eagle's sensors are able to penetrate the Fiort Erie Dvokr chim Hok -> +Granger+ Do you wish me to monitor and control the Eagle's transmission protocols? Cptn Ja'Lale -> 's hull Cassie Granger -> +HOK+ Whatever you need to do to get the information to the captain. Artemis -> Did we ever get a repeat of their last transmission? Cptn Ja'Lale -> No. Hail them again, please. ::to Hok:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Fort Erie hails Challenger back Cassie Granger -> FOPS> Copy. Cassie Granger -> ::moving into FOPS, she stands a distance from their operations console so as to monitor but not interfere:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Continues her detailed scans, keeping her eyes open, ready to react.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> F. Erie> +Challenger+ ::Grainy but audible:: Challenger, this is Captain Peterson of the SS Fort Erie. We were hit by an ion burst and lost navigation and wandered into the nebula. Gretchen Hanson -> (gotta run, see you next week) Cassie Granger -> FOPS> +Eagle+ Scans are clear. Transmission excellent. Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Night!) Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ Roger Anastasia Poldara -> ::rolls eyes:: Cmdr Rinax -> Ion burst? Anastasia Poldara -> As if you could "wander into" a nebula, navigation or no. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Ion burst? Hunter Matheson -> ::ion burst?:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Begins scanning the cargo holds.:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Watching the probe and the Eagle's signals Artemis -> There has been no recorded Ion storm activity in this sector for months. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hmm. Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> Great job everyone. So the mystery only deepens. Are they really that stupid or is something else going on? We'll hopefully find out next week! Dyan Sylvanis -> Is the ship being run by Pakleds instead of human? Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS won't be long if any. Maybe 30 minutes tops. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Scans said human... maybe not lol. Dyan Sylvanis -> Cause if they were then I would go with the stupid. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions or comments? Artemis -> Do we need a tbs? We are technically talking to them right now? Anastasia Poldara -> Are they human? Or are they dancer? Cptn Ja'Lale -> I suppose you're right. No TBS. Cptn Ja'Lale -> If there is nothing else, then sim dismissed. Have a great week everyone

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Last week, the Challenger crew was in the conference room, meeting with Tyrellian officials in discussion of what they had found on the outpost they had visited. It was said, that a civilian freighter had spotted a Klingon ship decloaking nearby a few days ago among other things. TBS was zero IIRC. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cassie Granger -> ::in the conference room:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::also in the conference room, staring at the Tyrellians: Hunter Matheson -> ::ditto:: Gretchen Hanson -> (reiterating her suggestion that got cut off at the end of last weeks's sim) Could this have been an accident? Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Sees he will have to route a few more calls :: Artemis -> ::In the conference room, still decked out in his workout gear, a towel around his shoulders:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> The explosion at the outpost? I suppose it is possible. Anastasia Poldara -> ::still stuck in meeting land:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> But judging by the surveillance footage, it seems unlikely. Artemis -> Wouldn't signs of an accident been more obvious? Surely we would have picked them up by now... Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Sitting at his comm station, looking like a he's sitting at a technologically advanced organ :: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::In CR, sitting next to Kal. Her tea was starting to get cool.:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::leans in to the Captain's direction, in a low voice:: Could we speak privately a moment, sir. Without the Tyrellians, I mean? Hunter Matheson -> ::enjoying the company:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Tyrellian Official 1> ::judging by his rank insignias on his uniform is clearly high up there in rank:: Unlikely, I'd say. All of the evidence you submitted seems to suggest otherwise. Cptn Ja'Lale -> (m) Yes, of course, doctor. Cptn Ja'Lale -> If you'll excuse me... Cassie Granger -> ::watching the Tyrellian's body language:: Cassie Granger -> ::taps the feed to send it to CMTAC:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Watching the very active communication lines throughout the ship :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::heads to a secluded area of the conference room with the doctor:: Hunter Matheson -> ::leans toward Sylvanis, still picking at the scone:: (w) Got any ideas? Cassie Granger -> ::taps her slate, asking Hok to mute the transmission:: Cassie Granger -> ::play nice Tyrellian hold music:: Gretchen Hanson -> Captain, there's nothing in the medical scans that show anything other than asphyxiation of the station crew. My diagnosis is a very slow drop in the O2 levels, and why their sensors didn't pick up on it is part of the problem. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Leans over, quietly.:: I think it's clearly a set up, but I can't figure out by who. Hunter Matheson -> ::nod:: Same here. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Hok mutes the transmission :: Gretchen Hanson -> Now, if there was an accident, malfunctioning sensors, accidental or otherwise, and a cover-up to follow, the rest that we've seen is window dressing. Hunter Matheson -> :;shrug:: Personally, I don't think it has much to do with a major party. Hunter Matheson -> Too sloppy. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: Raiders or another party. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods:: I agree. Hunter Matheson -> Um.. could be. But they didn't take anything, did they? Hunter Matheson -> ::pick, sample:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Unless they were a hire. Gretchen Hanson -> The question becomes, why would the Tyrellians cover up a problem on the station, and try to blame it on the Klingons? Hunter Matheson -> (w) Hire for what, though? Seriously, who wants an outpost like that? Unless it was more than an outpost. Cptn Ja'Lale -> If it was the Tyrellians. What would they have to gain by stirring the pot like this? Especially given their close proximity to Kronos Cassie Granger -> ::listening to the exchange between Kal and Dyan:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Somehow, I doubt they are responsible. Gretchen Hanson -> The answer to that sir, is above my pay grade. Cptn Ja'Lale -> And mine it seems. Dyan Sylvanis -> Right, or an inside job even. I think we've potentially missed something. Gretchen Hanson -> In any case, the scene has been staged. Hunter Matheson -> ::pops a piece into his mouth:: Someone went postal? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes, clearly. They certainly didn't do a very good job of it, though. Dyan Sylvanis -> Could be, or the outpost had some information someone else didn't want leaked. Gretchen Hanson -> ::nods her agreement, and waits for the Captain's direction:: Dyan Sylvanis -> I would like to know what we found on their sensor logs and hardrives, but no one has said anything. Hunter Matheson -> Or... ::another piece:: someone was there for something else than listening. Yeah, me, too. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Well, regulations would state we wait for Starfleet for our next steps, but I fear in this case, that'll be too late. We should head into the nebula to investigate futher. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Anything else, doctor? Anastasia Poldara -> We didn’t find anything of interest. That’s the problem. Gretchen Hanson -> No, sir. Just didn't want the Tyrellians to gather that we might be catching on to them. Dyan Sylvanis -> Was there any signs of tampering? Hunter Matheson -> Dunno. ::finishes up, brushing the crumbs into his napkin:: They haven't said and it's not in my MOS. Hunter Matheson -> I'm just the driver. ::grin:: Or you are sometimes. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods:: A wise precautionary move. Thanks doctor. I'll keep that under consideration. Let's get back to the meeting. Gretchen Hanson -> ::follows the Captain back to the conference room table:: Cassie Granger -> ::taps her slate again for Hok to unmute comm to Tyrellia:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Turning his head as he listens to a conversation, then speaks to the party on the line :: I don't know when they can fix the shower in there, I will contact engineering on your behalf. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::heads back to the conference room table:: Just went over a few things with the doctor. Resume conference call, please. Cassie Granger -> ::nod:: Aye, sir. Cassie Granger -> +HOK+ Resume the call. Dvokr chim Hok -> +Grang+ Aye... :: taps :: Resuming Cptn Ja'Lale -> Sorry abaout that, gentlemen. A few ship matters. Cptn Ja'Lale -> T1> ::slight hint of annoyance of being placed on hold:: No problem,Captain. Now as we were saying, we may have a bit of a lead for you: Roughly 36 hours ago, a civilian freighter reported detecting a ship decloaking on their sensors. Appeared to be of Klingon origin. Cptn Ja'Lale -> T1> The ship was located in the nebula cluster near the border into Klingon space. Cassie Granger -> ::notes the "appeared":: Artemis -> ::Mutters to himself:: Just what kind of 'Civilian' ship was this. You need more than your average sensor gear to detect a ship dropping from cloaking Cptn Ja'Lale -> T1> Sadly the ship appeared briefly on their sensors, about a few seconds or less, so they were not able to get a detailed scan of the ship. But the freighter is nearby an enroute to Starbase 79 not far from here. Cptn Ja'Lale -> T1> The captain indicated that he is willing to cooperate with us and can share sensor info if you wish. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Casually listening into the call, for diagnostic purposes :: Cassie Granger -> ::also notes the sensor penetration of the nebula:: Cassie Granger -> ::turns to Ja'Lale:: Captain, I would like to request that information, sir. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Interesting. ::steeples fingers:: Perhaps we should pay them a little visit then. Is there anything else? Hunter Matheson -> (w) ::Dyan:: You got any sensors that penetrate a nebula when a ship is decloaking? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Indeed. The freighter is too far to be contacted at our current location, so we best catch up with them as soon as possible. Cptn Ja'Lale -> T1> Nothing else right now. We will let you know if we find anything else. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::looks around:: Any more questions for the Tyrellians or in general? Cassie Granger -> Not at the moment, sir. Hunter Matheson -> ::negative:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: One of our birds has an advanced sensor suite in it. Gretchen Hanson -> Would I be correct that the direction of SB 79 is away from the scene of the crime? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Very good. We'll conclude our meeting then. It was a pleasure to speak with you and we thank you for your assistance. ::To T1:: Hunter Matheson -> (w) How advanced? Hunter Matheson -> (w) Like SPECOPS advanced? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Smirks.:: Maybe. Cptn Ja'Lale -> It is slightly out of the way, yes. We should catch up with the freighter before they get too close to SB 179 to minimize travel time to the nebula field. Hunter Matheson -> ::grin:: Hunter Matheson -> (w) We're cut from the same cloth, remember? Cptn Ja'Lale -> T1> A pleasure captain. Goodluck in your hunt. Tyrellia out. ::screen goes blank:: Cassie Granger -> ::turns to Ja'Lale:: Gretchen Hanson -> Just curious as to what might happen at the outpost while we’re conveniently away. Cassie Granger -> ::nods agreement:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Right, meeting dismissed. Please take your stations. Mr. Hunter, please plot a pursuit course to the freighter at the coordinates the Tyrellians provided you. They should already be in your console. Warp 7 Hunter Matheson -> ::stands:: Aye, sir. Stealth mode? Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Readies his Klingon protocols :: Dyan Sylvanis -> What if we drop a probe off on our way? Cptn Ja'Lale -> I agree, makes one wonder what else we're missing. ::Matheson:: Yes... stealth mode. Gretchen Hanson -> ::merges with the flow out of the room, heads for the TL::: Hunter Matheson -> ::smart nod:: Aye, Captain. ::moves out immediately:: Artemis -> ::Stands, and follows the rest out to the bridge:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> To the nebula? Yes, I'd like you to get on that as soon as possible. ::to Ana and Dyan:: Hunter Matheson -> ::taps Ens Lackey to resume his duties, then slips into helm:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Launch probe when ready. Anastasia Poldara -> ::sighs, not pleased by the amount of unknowns involved in this next stage of the mission:: Understood. ::hopes that will help. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Gets up and disposes of her now cold tea. She then heads for the door.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::course laid in:: Cassie Granger -> ::stands, waiting for the captain to exit first:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::returns quickly to the bridge via TV magic:: Engage when ready, Mr. Matheson. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Watches the main viewer :: Hunter Matheson -> Aye, aye, Captain. Engaging warp 7, course as requested. Cassie Granger -> ::following, taking an empty station for monitoring:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::returns to the bridge:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Stops over by Cass.:: I'll get Chief Barnes to prep the Eagle in case we need her eyes. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Keep your eyes peeled on those sensors, please. ::to Artemis:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Nodding at Granger :: Artemis -> ::Relieves the Ensign, and taps three keys on the console as he sits down:: Cassie Granger -> ::nod:: Good idea, Lieutenant. Cassie Granger -> Prime her package. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: Cassie Granger -> Load it up. Artemis -> ::Ja'Lale:: Aye, Captain Hunter Matheson -> ::frowns, checking the course:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Heads for the lift, taking it down to the flight deck.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::swivels:: Captain? Not sure I like this course. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Challenger jumps to warp towards the slower moving freighter. Hunter Matheson -> ::turns back to verify it, then frowns again:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> What's wrong, Lieutenant? ::to Hunter:: Hunter Matheson -> ::engages stealth as soon as they hit warp:: Hunter Matheson -> (Gunny, sir) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Sorry!) Hunter Matheson -> Well, sir, it's into the heart of the nebula, and navigation is dicey at best. Hunter Matheson -> I sure would like to know how the hell they got those coordinates with the low level tech they have. Hunter Matheson -> Uh.. sir. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes? Hunter Matheson -> Just makes me uneasy, Captain. Cassie Granger -> ::turns:: Lieutenant Sylvanis is priming a package that should alleviate that problem, Captain. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Makes me uneasy too. We should approach with caution. At least it should not take long to catch up with them. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods to Cass:: Hope it helps. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Arrives at the flight deck and has Chief Barnes prep the Eagle with full sensor package.:: Cassie Granger -> +Sylvanis+ Granger to Sylvanis. Dyan Sylvanis -> +Cass+ Go ahead Captain. Cassie Granger -> +COM+ See if you can engage that package without leaving the flight deck. There should be a way. Coordinate with CMTAC. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: In stealth mode, communications in and out are cut off, listening to internal comms :: Derrick Sabin -> (?) I'm confused.. Is SB 79 in the nebula? On the other side? Or a different direction altogether? I thought we were going after the civvy freighter? Dyan Sylvanis -> +Cass+ Without leaving the deck? Artemis -> I have to agree, Captain. The needed equipment that would pick up the scattered Tachyon particles involved in Cloaking through something as dense as this nebula is something I would never expect to be on an unarmed and unprotected Civilian freighter... Cptn Ja'Lale -> (You on the bridge, Sabin?) Derrick Sabin -> (no, just asking for clarification) Cassie Granger -> COM+ If possible. I've informed CMTAC and verified your clearance. Cptn Ja'Lale -> (ahh.. SB 179 is not in the nebula, but the freighter we are trying to get to is... as the Klingon ship may or may not be as well... why the freighter is in said nebula is unknown at this time) Dyan Sylvanis -> +Cass+ Understood. :;Looks to Barnes:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> I'm guessing it's either lost, has navigational problems, or is trying to lead us into something we don't want to get into. Cassie Granger -> ::Ja'Lale:: Suggest yellow alert, sir. Chirakis -> (Have a good evening, Challenger.) Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yellow alert. Hunter Matheson -> ::braces for the klaxon:: Artemis -> ::Brings shields to standby for post-warp:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Activate counter-cloak measures when safe to do so. Hunter Matheson -> Countermeasures activated. Cptn Ja'Lale -> (5 minutes) Hunter Matheson -> (We have a TAC officer?) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (YEs, Artemis is our Tac) Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Working out a plan with Barnes:: Artemis -> (waves) Dyan Sylvanis -> ((lol Where have you been Kal?)) Hunter Matheson -> (Mybad. All yours, Artemis) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (lol.. I know, it's late) Hunter Matheson -> (Watchin' you, ma'am. Got me all distracted. ::smirk::) Dyan Sylvanis -> ((::facepalm::)) Artemis -> (Hey, I just considered it a team effort) Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Freighter appears on sensors; about an hour out from at this speed. Artemis -> :;Ja'Lale:: Captain, if we do actually get inside the nebula, our sensor range is going to be extremely limited Dyan Sylvanis -> Barnes> It's suicide and you know it. Dvokr chim Hok -> Comms will be down... Artemis -> Freighter in range, but still not close enough to determine status Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods:: I believe Science is working on a probe to enter the nebula for us. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Shrugs.:: Yeah well, get me a better plan then it won't be. But until then it's all we have. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Ana+ What's the status on the probes? Dyan Sylvanis -> +Cass+ Captain, I have an idea, but you aren't going to like it. Cassie Granger -> +Dyan+ Lay it on me. Anastasia Poldara -> ::Ja'Lale:: Probe is ready, Captain. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Please launch probe when ready. Hunter, drop us out of warp. Hunter Matheson -> Dropping from warp, aye. Hunter Matheson -> :::puts on the brakes:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Probe launches into the murky nebula.. Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> Thanks... great job everyone. Next week, we'll see what the probe finds. TBS will be 1 hour. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Or is that too long? Any other questions or comments? Cassie Granger -> What should we find in that hour? Cassie Granger -> Think it might be too long, maybe? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hopefully more signs of the freighter. I kind of agree, actually. Let's change the TBS to 20 minutes then? Cassie Granger -> Roger that. Dyan Sylvanis -> That works Derrick Sabin -> (?) I'm still murkey on the location of the nebula, the Starbase, the "normal" route to said SB, and if the freighter was ever really going there? Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS is 20 minutes. Cptn Ja'Lale -> I have a map of that area... I'll send it out via the mailstring this week Dyan Sylvanis -> My guess is there is a nebula in between Tyrellia and the starbase. Artemis -> Can we make sure I am on that mail-string please? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Correct. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes, sure. Dyan Sylvanis -> Never! You stay out of the loop. Cassie Granger -> Yeah ,sorry about the miss, Artemis. Cptn Ja'Lale -> I have your email so I will be including you in it as well. lol. Cptn Ja'Lale -> I really do need to update it.. I 'll also send that as well. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Anything else? Artemis -> Be careful, Dyan, or you might see a light tap of phaser fire on the next shuttle you take out ;) Dyan Sylvanis -> You'll have to hit me first Cptn Ja'Lale -> With next week being the US Thanksgiving weekend, if you can't make it, it won't be counted against you. We'll continue our plot as usual if there are enough players to play. Dyan Sylvanis -> I should be able to make it Artemis -> I'll be there Derrick Sabin -> Should be there. See you next week. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hope you guys enjoy your turkey and football. Cassie Granger -> I should be there Dyan Sylvanis -> night night Hunter Matheson -> Same here. Hunter Matheson -> Night guys Gretchen Hanson -> Night all. Cassie Granger -> Have a good one. Dvokr chim Hok -> Night all. Cassie.. :) Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK, great. Hope you enjoyed watching, Jas. You're welcome to join us again next week either in the gallery or as a player. PM me next week before the sim if you want to play.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Last time, we arrived at Tyrellia. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Challenger is forwarding our findings to Starfleet and the Tyrellian Government. TBS was 1 hour (IIRC). Since then, the Tyrellian government hailed Challenger (off-sim) with more information. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Evening Ana) Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cassie Granger -> ::on the bridge:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Tyrellian officials on the line. Artemis -> ::Running through hand to hand combat drills on Holodeck 2:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ((We were going to beam down right?)) Hunter Matheson -> ::gearing up for AT duty i think:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Yes.) Cassie Granger -> ::Ja'Lale:: Put a hold on the away team, Captain? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes, for now. Let's see what they have to say.\ Dyan Sylvanis -> ((We have a gym Art. We're not special enough to have a holodeck yet. ;) )) Cassie Granger -> ::nod, turns:: Mr. Hok, inform the away team to stand by. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Is in the TR, showing up a little early.:: Hunter Matheson -> (Yeah, holodecks came in season 2 of TNG, right?) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Season 1 where Wes got wet ) Artemis -> ((I stand corrected)) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (I think) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (We have a crude earlier version of a holodeck though) Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Something like that. They haven't been invented yet. We're still pre-Enterprise C. Still well within B's reign.)) Anastasia Poldara -> ((Who is on the team?)) Hunter Matheson -> (me) Dvokr chim Hok -> Aye Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Team: Hunter, Cass, Dyan, Ana and myself) Hunter Matheson -> ::checking gear, waiting for the captain:: Dvokr chim Hok -> +Away Team+ Captain wishes the away team to stand by Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Hok:: Please open a channel to the Tyrellians. Hunter Matheson -> ::blows out a breath:: Hurry up and wait. ::nip:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Smirks at Kal.:: That's the way it goes. Anastasia Poldara -> ::now on hold:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::hopes they get good hold music:: Hunter Matheson -> ::half-grin to Sylvanis:: Every time, ma'am. Cassie Granger -> ::waiting for the channel:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Tyrellian> +Challenger+ This is Tyrellia to Challenger... we're just letting you know we have some interesting new information that just came up. We're ready to receive you and your team. Tyrellia out. Dvokr chim Hok -> Channel open :: channel chime :: Cassie Granger -> ::skeptical:: Send down the team without a briefing on the new information, Captain, isn't exactly a good idea. Hunter Matheson -> ::continues to check and recheck his gear:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Would you rather we just held the meeting in the conference room. Though I don't imagine your guys would be very happy about that. Cassie Granger -> Captain, all due respect... taking our time and saving lives is a hell of a lot better than going in blind. Dyan Sylvanis -> You know that stuff will turn to dust if you keep doing that. Cassie Granger -> What they think doesn't matter, sir. They do what they're told. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods:: I'll run it by the Tyrellians. Should be ok with them, even if they requested we beam down. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Ok then. Hunter Matheson -> ::suddenly realizes she's talking to him:: Ma'am? : :blink:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Hooray for mindlessness. :P )) Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Hok:: Lt, please hail the Tyrellians and ask if we can hold the meeting via conference. Hunter Matheson -> (Ooorah, ma'am.) Dyan Sylvanis -> Your gear. You keep checking it. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Hails the Tyrellian deligation to conference the meeting instead :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Tyrellian> ::Appears on screen:: +Challenger+ ::shrugs at the Captain:: That's fine, we can hold the meeting via conference. ::Looks at someone off screen:: It's probably for the better since it would save us a lot of time. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Mr Hok, please inform the team we'll be holding the meeting in the conference room instead. Hunter Matheson -> ::glanceglance:: Oh. Right. ::shrug:: Gotcha, ma'am. Don't make it like they used to. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Sorry guys... ::to the AT:: Hunter Matheson -> (You down here, skipper?) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (On the bridge) Hunter Matheson -> ::TR:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Ah cause we weren't on the bridge)) Cptn Ja'Lale -> All department heads to the conference room please, Mr Hok. Dvokr chim Hok -> +Tyrellians+ Meeting will commence in the conference room.. Hunter Matheson -> (telepathy. sweet) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (nah, that was to himself lol) Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Get out of my head Charles!)) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (brain fart) Dvokr chim Hok -> +Dept Heads+ All department heads, meeting in the conference room now. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Please inform the Away Team the change of venue Hunter Matheson -> ::blows out a breath:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::stops prepping in the TR:: Huh. Dyan Sylvanis -> Hmm. Seems they have a meeting. Shame we don't have to go. ::Smirks.:: Hunter Matheson -> Hey. Right. Department heads. ::grin:: Hunter Matheson -> So... coffee? Dyan Sylvanis -> Only if you change it to a tea. Hunter Matheson -> You got it, ma'am. Anastasia Poldara -> ::sighs:: Artemis -> ::Hears the summons, quickly grabs a towel and runs to the TL:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::hears Hok's page and is inwardly glad there's not an away trip. begins unpacking her go kit::: +bridge+ Dr. Hanson, acknowledged. Anastasia Poldara -> ::Dyan and Hunter:: Well, see you later. Hunter Matheson -> ::Poldara:: Yes, ma'am. Bring you anything? Dvokr chim Hok -> +Away Team+ Change of plans, Meeting to take place in the conference room Dyan Sylvanis -> What the? ::Sighs.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Cass:: If you want anyone else there, feel free to have them come along too. Mr. Hok, you have the bridge. Let's head to the conference room. Hunter Matheson -> ::deflates:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::heads out for the TL:: Bridge Dyan Sylvanis -> Well on the bright side, they might have tea and coffee there? Cassie Granger -> ::stands:: So long as the away team is present so we're all on the same page, sir. Hunter Matheson -> ::mutter:: Hope so. Anastasia Poldara -> ::leaves for the conference room:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Very well.. ::heads to the TL and heads to the conference room:: Hunter Matheson -> ::tags along:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Puts hand on his shoulder.:: It shouldn't be "too" bad. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Tea,coffee and snacks provided. Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Punch and pie?)) Gretchen Hanson -> ::TL arrives at the bridge, she steps out and quickly makes the circle to the conference room::: Artemis -> ::Arrives in the conference room, wishing his workout clothes weren't quite so wet...:: Hunter Matheson -> Well, I figure there's something important or they wouldn't call us there. Hunter Matheson -> ::all tingly from the hand::shakes it off:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ((Sure)) Cassie Granger -> ::enters the conference room:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Arriving at the Conference room not long after Artemis:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Quietly.:: You alright? Gretchen Hanson -> ::enters the CR and finds an empty seat:: Hunter Matheson -> Uh.. yeah. You? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods with a smile as they arrive at the CR entrance.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::ohboy:: Cassie Granger -> ::takes her place, standing until the captain sits:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods at everyone present and takes a seat:: Cassie Granger -> ::sits:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::gives the basket of snacks the once over, hoping for animal crackers;; Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Enters and takes a seat towards the back.:: Artemis -> ::Sits down, still trying to get his hair dry with the towel:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Pours himself some coffee, black: Hunter Matheson -> ::enters, taking whatever is left:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::in the conference room:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Gets a tea and what looks like it could be a scone. Offers one to Kal.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::checks it out, looks it over, finally decides to take one:: Thanks, ma'am. Hunter Matheson -> ::snags a coffee:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Welcome everyone. Sorry to pull you guys from the away mission on Tyrellia. I'm sure you all were dying to go down there ::sarcastically:: Cassie Granger -> ::unclips her slate, laying it on the conference table within reach:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> The Tyrellians hailed us with more information, and we figured it'd be better if we held it from here. ::presses a button and patches us into the waiting Tyrellians:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Two Tyrellian government officials appear on screen, and exchange cordial greetings with the crew. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Tyrellian 1> We have received your findings. We have to agree with your assumption that the Klingons are not the ones who conducted this attack. Anastasia Poldara -> ::is listening and ready to answer any questions if called upon:: Cassie Granger -> ::flicks up her notes:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> T1> Hmm. We can't figure who would do this and as well, pose as Klingons in doing so. Odd. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Sips tea as she watches.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> I don't think we don't have any leads in that respect either. ::glances at Cass for confirmation:: Cassie Granger -> ::look of confirmation:: Cassie Granger -> ::glances around the room for input:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Making sure the communication lines remain open for the conference. Hunter Matheson -> ::picks at the scone, gives it a try:: Artemis -> ::Pulls up some information on the PADD in front of him:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> T1> ::nods:: Well, I'll get to it then. You might be able to find out who they are. We have received reports of sighting of the Klingon ship travelling in the Neutral Zone. A ship was reported to have seen the ship a few days ago headed to a cluster of asteroids. Dyan Sylvanis -> Could be Romulans. They've been known to use these types of tactics, but honestly I don't see what they have to gain in this instance. Cassie Granger -> ::glance to Ana, thinking:: Cassie Granger -> ::nod to Sylvanis:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::decides to put her medical 2 cents worth in:: The station personnel all died of slow asphyxiation. Scans showed no traces of toxins or other debilitating syrums in their blood streams. In my opinion, the physical evidence of an attack happened post-mortem. Cassie Granger -> And the cause of death was asphyxiation? Cptn Ja'Lale -> T1> Definitely not the Klingon's style. Dyan Sylvanis -> Raiders taking advantage of a situation then? Gretchen Hanson -> As you recall, we didn't bring any bodies back for a full autopsy, but as I said, the scans showed nothing but a lack of oxygen. Cptn Ja'Lale -> So no signs of disruptor fire or other injuries? Gretchen Hanson -> ::turns to the Capt.:: There were signs of a fight all over the station, but nothing on the bodies indicated that they were in it. Dyan Sylvanis -> There was disruptor fire, just not on the bodies,. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hmm. I wonder why they would shoot in there with everyone already dead inside. Cassie Granger -> ::Poldara:: There is something in your report about ::flips through:: the possibility of more than one encounter? Hunter Matheson -> Fight. Dyan Sylvanis -> Have the sensor logs been cracked yet? Hunter Matheson -> ::looks up from his coffee:: Fighting over something, maybe among themselves. Artemis -> I had a chance to analyze the residual weapons readings. The damage was caused by disruptors that could be considered Klingons at first glance, but the dissipation patterns vary too much to be matched with Klingon weapons. Whoever did this had replicas of Klingon weapons that weren't overly sophisticated Cptn Ja'Lale -> Or an older Klingon weapon, perhaps? Dyan Sylvanis -> Raiders with cheap knock-offs. Anastasia Poldara -> ::Granger:: Yes. For example, someone could have beem responsible for the first attack, then Klingons could have arrived but covered up their visit so they wouldn’t be blamed. Cptn Ja'Lale -> The Klingons did license the disruptors to other races, no? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: They've been trying to restore their economy since Praxis. Artemis -> Only to those who surrendered to the Empire Artemis -> We could be looking at a revenge faction Cassie Granger -> ...and if they didn't surrender they might have gotten them anyway, which would account for the cheap knockoffs. Gretchen Hanson -> Well, if the Klingons came after the firefight, they probably soiled their pants over the scorch marks. Knew it would look bad for them. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Still, doesn't feel like the type of attack a Klingon with any sense of honour would commit to. Artemis -> The biggest thing that bugs me is why this station? What value does this outpost hold? Most Klingons I have ever met would have just simply blown apart the station from orbit Hunter Matheson -> ::picking at the scone:: It's not Romulan MO, either. Artemis -> Why leave it intact? Cptn Ja'Lale -> T1> ::Listens:: That's what has us confused. Like their trying too hard to frame the Klingons. Hunter Matheson -> ::Artemis:: So no one would know until it was too late. Dyan Sylvanis -> Again, have the logs shown anything at all? Gretchen Hanson -> ::to the group:: Could it have been an accident? The loss of O2 I mean. You notice no system alarms went off. The station crew had no idea what was happening. And the "fight" staged as a coverup for something? Cassie Granger -> ::listening:: Anastasia Poldara -> The loss of O2 could have been an accident, though I’d be curious as to why everyone is so peacefully reposed. Cassie Granger -> Any DNA picked up? Gretchen Hanson -> ::to Ana:: a slow loss of oxygen would creep up on you.. Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> Good job, folks.. we will pick it up from there next week. TBS will be zero. ANy questions? Dyan Sylvanis -> nope Cassie Granger -> Heh. Too many. Cassie Granger -> I mean IC, too many. Dyan Sylvanis -> Are we simming in two weeks? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Ah. Cptn Ja'Lale -> US Thanksgiving weekend? How many of you can make it? Artemis -> I should be here Cassie Granger -> I can. Gretchen Hanson -> I can Dyan Sylvanis -> I can too Hunter Matheson -> yep Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK then, we'll sim that weekend. Obviously I'll be there too as I already had my Thanksgiving last month Cptn Ja'Lale -> So if there is nothing else, then sim dismissed!

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Last week, Challenger team has returned back to the ship to analyse the information and other devices equipment the team collected from the outpost. Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS was 1 hr Cptn Ja'Lale -> QUestions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Hunter Matheson -> No sir. Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Hunter Matheson -> ::at helm admiring the view:: H.G. Reed -> :: At her station, attending to reports. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Challenger is arriving back at Tyrellia. Derrick Sabin -> ::in the Sci Lab frustrated over the results of the last hour:::: Cmdr Rinax -> ::back on the bridge:: Well, the away team did wonderfully. I was glad they were able to gether so much information. For the most part, they are digesting that information. I'm hoping we can have a thorough debriefing to review all the different findings. Hunter Matheson -> Coming up on Tyrellia, Captain. Gretchen Hanson -> ::in SB, wishing she had left an hour ago for a hot bath:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Slow us down and request orbital clearance. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::On MARDET, in the lounge. She'd just finished up her report. Presses send.:: Hunter Matheson -> Aye, sir. ::cuts to sub-light:: H.G. Reed -> :: Glances up, checks position and then goes back to her report. :: Hunter Matheson -> ::Dvokr Hok:: Request clearance from Tyrellia control? Cassie Granger -> ::CMTAC, checking on a few things:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::on the bridge, another unproductive conversation with Derrick over the comm but otherwise none the closer to figuring this thing out:: Dvokr chim Hok -> On it. +Tyrellia+ Tyrellia control this is USS Challenger. Requesting clearence for an orbital insertion. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Tyrellian Control has granted orbital clearance Cassie Granger -> ::secure convo with SFCIntel:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Challenger is hailed by Tyrellian Control. Cmdr Rinax -> ::on bridge, watching and listening to the action:: Hunter Matheson -> ::checks a few other things:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::notes a secure channel open from CMTAC, can't listen or see who is talking, just notes it's going on:: H.G. Reed -> :: Tapping her console, in the zone. :: Cassie Granger -> ::as soon as the channel is cut, she gathers her things and exits, checking the deck for activity before entering the lift:: Cassie Granger -> ::slate clipped onto her utility belt, she steps off the lift and onto the bridge:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Relaxing on the couch as she reads something from her PADD.:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::nods to Granger as she enters the bridge:: Cassie Granger -> ::sharp attention:: Commander. Captain. ::moving on as soon as they acknowledge her:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Ahh. Cass. ::Nods:: Did your team find anything? Cassie Granger -> ::steps forward:: Aye, sir, they did. Cmdr Rinax -> ::attention now on Granger:: Cassie Granger -> The general consensus is that it's a setup. SFCounterIntel agrees, sir, ::Rinax:: ma'am. Cmdr Rinax -> ::nods:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods:: U see. Cassie Granger -> Klingons are not sloppy. They can be brutal but that's the nature of their race. But they do not leave things around unless they are making a statement. The question is, what kind of a statement is being made, and why. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes, that is the rub isn't it? My hunch is saying Romulans, but we so far have little proof on that. Cmdr Rinax -> Have you also found it to be true that the Klingon statements are full of verbose grossness? Hunter Matheson -> ::orbital insertion as instructed by Tyrellia control:: H.G. Reed -> :: Takes the sensors offline for diagnostics. :: Cassie Granger -> The Klingon statements are not typical Klingon, Commander. The language used is awkward, not dialectical, and definitely elementary translation. Cmdr Rinax -> I'm referring to statements... being grossly bloody when they are trying to get attention. Cassie Granger -> I would also rule out Romulans, Captain. Romulan MO is to let the enemy hang itself. They would let Tyrellia take the first shot, then retaliate. Cmdr Rinax -> Violent, etc. Cassie Granger -> Violent, yes, ma'am. But the language is elementary, like a school child would write. Cmdr Rinax -> Hmmmmm ::scratches temple for a second:: Cassie Granger -> ::turns back to the captain:: There is still the possibility that someone is trying to instigate war between the Federation and the Klingon Empire. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hmm indeed. Who else would want to lay the blame on the Klingons.. . you mean like an another inside job? Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Listening...a bit :: Cassie Granger -> Always a possibility, Captain. Cassie Granger -> Who stands the most to gain in this? Cmdr Rinax -> Maybe we can look at the rest of the evidence before completing that thought. Cassie Granger -> Aye, Commander. Cmdr Rinax -> Science department nabbed a bunch, and the engineers really took in a haul. Cmdr Rinax -> Has the Tyrellian government contacted us yet? Dvokr chim Hok -> :: perks up :: Nothing yet Captain. Cassie Granger -> ::moves to the main security console to check Sylvanis's report and compare it to her analysis:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any results from their analysis yet? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Thanks.. ::to Hok:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Er Commander or anyone. I will ping them again. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Tries again :: They are getting our hail, just no response. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Tyrellian government sends a message to the CHallenger, they are free to beam down to the planet, they are curious to hear what they have found there. Cmdr Rinax -> Captain, is the away team giving them all of the information we received, or are we being guarded with our responses? Dvokr chim Hok -> Incoming. The have provided beam down coordinates. H.G. Reed -> :: Finishes the diagnostic and brings the sensors back online. :: Hunter Matheson -> ::tends to business, coming into station keeping in orbit:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> I think we sent down most of it through secure channels. Cmdr Rinax -> Ahh, ok. Derrick Sabin -> ((I'm afraid I'm calling it a night. see you next week)) Cptn Ja'Lale -> I guess the Tyrellians are curious as to what we found though. Cptn Ja'Lale -> We should form a team to beam down there. Cmdr Rinax -> I think that each department should be represented, Captain, especially those that were on the AT, in case they have more questions about our mission., H.G. Reed -> :: Makes slight alignment adjustments to the sensors. :: Hunter Matheson -> ::leaning back in the helm chair, twisting it side to side, hands laced behind his neck:: Cmdr Rinax -> Shall I have them get prepared? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Sounds good to me. Please form up a team to beam down there. ::Looks at the message:: Yes, please. Should beam down within the hour. Cptn Ja'Lale -> hour Cmdr Rinax -> Mr Hok, please send a message to all of those that were on the away team,, and department heads, to prepare themselves for questioning and reporting to the Tyrellian government. We will leave here in 45 minutes. Everyone... ::glances at the Capt:: by shuttle? Hunter Matheson -> ::leans toward Reed, looking over her shoulder:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yeah, perhaps that would be best. Have you ever been to Tyrellia before? H.G. Reed -> :: glances at Kal and smiles. :: Dvokr chim Hok -> Aye Cmdr Rinax -> ::thinks for a second:: Not... ::whispers:: Not that they knew of. Hunter Matheson -> ::goofy grin back:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::catches the goofy grins, and rolls her eyes... on the inside:: Mr Hok, make that by shuttle. Get a good pilot for us as well. H.G. Reed -> :: Whispers :: Not much to keep us busy, is there? Anastasia Poldara -> Another shuttle ride? Ugh. Dvokr chim Hok -> +Away team-Dept Heads+ Prepare for beam down to Tyrellia and questioning. Departure in 45 minutes Cmdr Rinax -> ::hears Anastasia:: I heard that.... and you loved them! ::chuckles:: Hunter Matheson -> Uh.. no, not really. ::shrugs:: Kind of a break for me, though. Cptn Ja'Lale -> I don't know how safe beaming down there would be? Tyrellia is quite a unique place Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Sits up from the couch, setting down her PADD.:: Cassie Granger -> ::after taking another look at her slate, she stows it and moves toward the captain:: Sir? Cmdr Rinax -> Sounds like a fun one. H.G. Reed -> You've been working hard lately. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes? ::to Cass:: Cassie Granger -> Request to remain on board Challenger. There are a few things coming in from CMTAC that require close monitoring and the connection planetside won't be secure. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Oh, very well Cass. Whom did you have in mind to take your place? Cassie Granger -> I would recommend Lieutenant Sylvanis. Cmdr Rinax -> Please update Lt Sylvanis, so she has all of the information you know from the AT. Cassie Granger -> Aye, Commander. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods:: Very well.. Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK - sorry for the lack of action tonight. Next week, we'll be ready to head down to Tyrellia.. tbs will be 45 minutes Cptn Ja'Lale -> ALso sorry for my computer issues. Hopefully, it will be better for me next week as well. Cmdr Rinax -> Read up on Tyrellia, folks. Dvokr chim Hok -> The time change distorts your day Cmdr Rinax -> ::grins:: Should be fun. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions/comments before we dismiss/ Cassie Granger -> No, sir. Cmdr Rinax -> Yeah, agreed Hok... I feel so much more tired! Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK.. goodnight folks! Have a great week,

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Last week, the Challenger away team finished their mission on the outpost and are now on a shuttle back to the ship. TBS was 30 minutes, and the shuttle is now within range of the Challenger. Any questions? Gretchen Hanson -> I hope the 30 minute flight time from planet to ship isn't a result of Dyan taking the scenic route? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Hopefully not, lol.) H.G. Reed -> :: Working at her station, still fiddling with the sensors. :: Gretchen Hanson -> ::on the shuttle, I believe:: Derrick Sabin -> ::at the science station on the bridge:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Yes) Hunter Matheson -> ::on the shuttle:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::on the bridge, looks to H.G.: Set a course to Tyrellia once the shuttle is in Dyan Sylvanis -> ((We landed last week)) Tandaris Admiran -> Excalibur: ::pops over to Challenger:: Hunter Matheson -> ::landed:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Did we? ) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (OK) Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Yep)) Hunter Matheson -> ::or not:: Hunter Matheson -> ::yes, landed:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Just offloading when we stopped)) Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Shuttle has landed and the AT is back on the ship. H.G. Reed -> Yes sir. :: Taps the console, laying in a course. :: Gretchen Hanson -> ::rolls her wheelie through customs and heads back to Sick Bay::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> All right.. set a course to Tyrellia and engage at warp 5. Derrick Sabin -> ::sorting through all the data sent back by the AT:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::begins the arduous task of bringing all the equipment from the shuttle back to the science lab:: Next time, I pack the Mr. Science Awesome Scan-o-Mat De-Luxe, and nothing else. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Cass+ Please have the away team look over the data and send it to the bridge once they are complete. H.G. Reed -> Engaging. :: taps console. :: Cassie Granger -> +Ja'Lale+ Yes, Sir. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Hok on the bridge, listening to everything on the bridge, in the ship and out in space :: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Steps in the locker room.:: +Cass+ Ma'am, I'm going to decon. Meet you after for a debrief? Cassie Granger -> (a little distracted here - apologies ahead of time) Cassie Granger -> +Sylvanis+ Conference room, MARDET Derrick Sabin -> ::reviews what little data there is around the energy signatures:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::enters the lab, baggage in tow:: Ugh. Anastasia Poldara -> ((Are you in the lab, Derrick?)) Gretchen Hanson -> :;pulls into the SB and immediately plugs her tricorder into the main computer terminal for download:: Dyan Sylvanis -> +Cass+ Understood. ::Ends the comm and strips out of her flight suit, heading for the shower.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::sits back in his seat, looking over some notes:: Derrick Sabin -> ::frowns at the display, not really sold on the "Klingon" aspect of the preliminaries:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::nods gratefully to a crewman who takes the bags, looks around the lab:: This is different. Nice. Love what the refits have done to the place. ::noip:: Is it bigger? Cassie Granger -> +AT+ Send all data to... ::checks her slate, and it's already streaming in:: Hunter Matheson -> ::finished with decon, hightails it to the bridge:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::is babbling now—when did she become a babbler? She’s supposed to be taciturn and Russian!:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Watching the comm lines in the ship :: Anastasia Poldara -> ::leaves the lab and walks down the corridor towards the TL:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::when the download is complete, keys up an evaluation program:: Computer, display a comparison of COD's on station personnel::: Hunter Matheson -> ::exits on the bridge, nod to the captain:: Captain Ja'lale, permission to take helm. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Granted. Hunter Matheson -> Thank you, sir. ::slips into helm, checking the course, speed, destination:: H.G. Reed -> :: Glances up at Kal then goes back to what she was doing. :: Anastasia Poldara -> ::her thoughts are still back on that outpost as she enters the TL:: Bridge. Derrick Sabin -> Computer, analyze energy signature data. Speculate. Could the signatures be a cause for the loss of atmospheres aboard the station? Derrick Sabin -> Computer> Insufficient data to form a conclusion. H.G. Reed -> :: Checks with stellar cartography, wanting to make sure navigation control is in sync. :: Hunter Matheson -> ::leans back, satisfied, then chances a glance at Reed::grins:: H.G. Reed -> :: Notices Kal looking at her, tentatively smiles back. :: Anastasia Poldara -> ::suddenly not all that enthusiastic about riding in a narrow metal can:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::After a quick shower and dry off, she puts on a fresh pair of shorts and a tanktop. Then heads for the MARDET conference room.:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::as the search results fill the screen, she notes all died of asphyxiation:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::feels her heart beating faster, starts to breathe a little raggedly:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Arrives at the room, hair still a little damp.:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::takes deep breaths and leans against the rail, trying to calm herself before the TL doors open:: Gretchen Hanson -> Computer, are there significant features that warrant a secondary cause? Cassie Granger -> ::enters the bridge, moving to a command console:: Captain, information should be at your fingertips. Gretchen Hanson -> Computer> Please clarify request. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Sees Captain Granger walk in :: Cassie Granger -> ::checking:: Suggest you query science and medical about a few things, though, Captain. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Thanks, Cass. ::nods:: Gretchen Hanson -> Computer, are there indications of a secondary event leading to asphyxiation? Derrick Sabin -> ::frustrated that no data prior to the AT's landing was recovered:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Seems she is a little early, so she picks out the best seat and relaxes.:: Cassie Granger -> ::closes down her console, nods to the captain:: I have a debrief in five, sir. Derrick Sabin -> ::to noip:: I wish we had gotten power to the station's consoles with that portable generator. Might have gotten something before it was lost. Anastasia Poldara -> ::exits the TL onto the bridge, her heart still racing but everything appearing normal otherwise:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Runs her fingers through her damp, silver hair as she looks around the room at the random posters and stuff on the walls.:: Cassie Granger -> ::smart nod, turn, enters the lift:: MARDET Anastasia Poldara -> ::approaches Sabin at the science station:: What’s the word? Gretchen Hanson -> Computer> No statistically relevant data exists to form a hypothisis. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods at Ana:: Derrick Sabin -> ::turns to Ana:: A lot of data to sift through, but nothing turning up in the critical time period before the station lost contact. Hunter Matheson -> ::chair rocks as he relaxes:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::frowns:: I can’t say I’m surprised. Their sensor coverage was poor, poorer even than I expected for an outpost of this type. But something still doesn’t seem right... Cassie Granger -> ::enters the conference room on the marine deck:: Anastasia Poldara -> If this were an inside job, there should be evidence planted framing someone else. And if it wasn’t, then there should be … well, evidence. Anastasia Poldara -> What if there were two visits? Gretchen Hanson -> Well something caused them to lose air. And it either happened so quickly that it dropped everyone in their tracks, or so slowly that it caught them unaware...hard as that is to fathom. Derrick Sabin -> One from us, and one from an unknown party? Cmdr Rinax -> ((Are we i the conf room putting this info together?)) Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Turns her attention to the door as it opens. She stands.:: Anastasia Poldara -> One from the party that killed everyone … H.G. Reed -> :: Confirms data sync with stellar cartography. :: Anastasia Poldara -> ...and one from the party that got rid of the evidence. Gretchen Hanson -> Computer> Please rephrase the question. Cassie Granger -> As you were, Lieutenant. Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Between the Marines I think) Cassie Granger -> ::drops into a seat:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods and sits.:: Derrick Sabin -> Don't even know if there was a second visit. Anastasia Poldara -> Well, we need motive here. Gretchen Hanson -> Never mind computer. Just thinking out loud. Cmdr Rinax -> ::returns to the bridge, exiting the TL:: Anastasia Poldara -> Nothing, that we know of, was taken from the outpost. Cassie Granger -> ::pulls out her slate:: Let's cut to the chase. Tell me what was interesting down there. Anastasia Poldara -> The outpost itself, unlike Tyrellia, has little strategic value. Derrick Sabin -> A motive? As opposed to a mechanical failure? Dyan Sylvanis -> You mean aside from the dead bodies and disruptor score marks everywhere? Cmdr Rinax -> ::goes to her chair:: Hello Captain. The team is putting together reports from our mission, hopefully they will complete the full report soon, after diagnosing the data we gathered. Anastasia Poldara -> ::raises eyebrow:: You think their scrubbers broke down and they all sat peacefully and waited to suffocate? Derrick Sabin -> As you pointed out, there was little of strategic value, and nothing seemed to be missing of any value. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes. We'll also need to send in the data to the Tyrellian Government and Starfleet for their assessment. Signs so far seem to point to the Klingons, even if it doesn't fit their style. Anastasia Poldara -> Indeed. But if the cause of death was natural, it must have been so sudden no one had time to react. Anastasia Poldara -> I’m interested to see what Dr. Hanson comes up with in her autopsies. Derrick Sabin -> ::nods in agreement:: H.G. Reed -> :: Checks sensor readings, affirming that they are on the correct course. :: Cassie Granger -> Let's start with the dead bodies. Dyan Sylvanis -> Well it seemed that one of the engineers, Randall I think, scanned the energy residue of the blasts and determined it was of Klingon origin. Can they do that? I didn't know disruptor energy could be that specific. ::Shrugs:: But anyways, I don't believe it's them. If you've spent any time with Klingons at all, you would know that blowing up the generator just so the outpost crew could die, isn't something they would do. Cassie Granger -> So the evidence was a little too obvious Dyan Sylvanis -> Exactly. Cassie Granger -> Any evidence of who actually might have done it? Anastasia Poldara -> Though ‘s possible they all died accidentally, and someone is trying not to make it look like an accident. Dyan Sylvanis -> The team managed to recover the sensor logs from Operations. They should give us an answer. Cmdr Rinax -> Captain, none of the team believed it was Klingons... I think we should wait to submit that information to anyone until we have a clear pattern, because people may jump on the Klingon race for this action and begin a war, when a real enemy is out there penetrating, perhaps another planet. Cassie Granger -> And the sensor logs are with science? Derrick Sabin -> What if our assumption on the timeline is off? What if this "second visit" happened AFTER the station personnel lost their atmosphere? What if the disruptor signatures are from some other situation? Cptn Ja'Lale -> I am inclined to agree with them. We'll definitely need some solid evidence before we submit our findings. Anastasia Poldara -> ::nods:: Exactly. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: I believe so. It wasn't entirely clear to me who picked them up, since Kal and myself had to go on a bit of a rescue mission... Anastasia Poldara -> We’re viewing all the evidence as being related to a single incident that ultimately led to the loss of the outpost crew. Anastasia Poldara -> But maybe their deaths and those disruptor signatures are unrelated. Cassie Granger -> Rescue mission? Cmdr Rinax -> Our team knows what they were seeing. The data they took from the computers, along with the video security feeds should give us irrefutable information that'll provice evidence towards the real murderer. Derrick Sabin -> If the Klingons are involved, could they have been responding to a distress call from the outpost? And when they arrived, they found something else? Something to shoot at? Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods:: I hope so. Cmdr Rinax -> Or should I say those that committed genocide. ::lowers head:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Sighs:: Seems Randall didn't return to Challenger with the other engineers and stayed behind, unbeknownst to the rest of us, and was left alone. Anastasia Poldara -> Klingons answering a distress call? Call me skeptical. But yes, I could see that happening … Randall did claim he saw something. Cassie Granger -> And did he find anything interesting? Derrick Sabin -> Something that never appeared on the ship's sensors. Dyan Sylvanis -> Just another body, though he claimed he saw something else. But no one saw anything. Dyan Sylvanis -> And scans were negative. Cassie Granger -> Did he describe what he thought he saw? Dyan Sylvanis -> Not that I'm aware of. Anastasia Poldara -> So we have: everyone dead, apparently of oxygen deprivation; Klingon disruptor signatures that damaged the station's main power supply; no sensor logs that indicate an intruder or intruders at the time. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hmm. ::ponder:: Dyan Sylvanis -> But he had his weapon out like it had spooked him. Just glad he didn't pull the trigger, ‘cause it could have been me approaching. Derrick Sabin -> That about sums it up. Cassie Granger -> ::nods:: Cmdr Rinax -> Captain, would you ever think that there were Klingon's on the planet when the distress call went up?... since they were already on the planet, they could have been set up. Who hates the Klingon race the most? Dyan Sylvanis -> I'm not up to date on Starfleet regs, but isn't there something about not wandering off alone? Cassie Granger -> There is. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hmm. It's a Federation colony, so I would doubt it. The lack of resources in the area make me think attacking wouldn't be worth the effort. As to who hates the Klingons most, that would be the Romulans, would it not? Cassie Granger -> ::deep breath, avoiding the subject:: Anything else to report. Lieutenant? Hunter Matheson -> ::leaning close to Reed, very interested in what she is doing:: Cmdr Rinax -> I agree... The Romulans have been in war mode against the Klingons. I couldn't put it past them to set up something as devious and complicated, just to continue their war, and have others try to join them in their hate. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Thinks a moment.:: Not on the subject at hand, but I would like to say that Kal did a good job in the field. I know you had some reservations. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Listening, tapping buttons :: Cassie Granger -> Good to know, Lieutenant. Cassie Granger -> Thank you. Note it in your formal report, please. Cptn Ja'Lale -> I wouldn't put it past them, that's for sure. Just need the evidence. ::beaky smile:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: I will. Cassie Granger -> And everything else you've mentioned. Dyan Sylvanis -> Right. Cmdr Rinax -> hope our team has Yeah, I certainly hope our team gathered hard evidence that can be used, not just planted stuff. Gretchen Hanson -> ;taps her comm:: +Cpt. Ja'Lale+ Captain, Dr. Hanson here. Cassie Granger -> ::stands:: If nothing else, carry on. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Hanson+ Yes, go ahead Doctor. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Stands as well. Giving a salute.:: Yes Ma'am. Cassie Granger -> ::returns the salute, staying behind to formulate her own report:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Steps out, heading towards her bunk to grab a PADD.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::leans back:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> (2 minutes) Gretchen Hanson -> +Captain+ Preliminary medical report sir. Cause of death was asphyxiation, probably fast, but not explosive as in a decompression. No evidence of a secondary cause of death. I can't tie the scorch marks to any of the fatalities. Hunter Matheson -> ::checks the course:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Once she has her PADD, she begins walking the halls of MARDET, writing up her report.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::checks the speed:: Hunter Matheson -> ::checks out the view:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Hanson+ Thank you, Doctor. Very interesting. Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> Nicely played everyone... TBS wil be 1 hour. Close to arriving at Tyrellia Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions? Anastasia Poldara -> Yes Anastasia Poldara -> What happened at the outpost? :P Dyan Sylvanis -> lol Cmdr Rinax -> ::grins:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> lol Gretchen Hanson -> I think it's a Halloween ghost story Hunter Matheson -> oooOOOOooooOOOOooooOOOO Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes. If there aren't any other questions, then sim is dismissed! Have a great week and a happy Halloween.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> last week, the Away Team were wrapping up on the outpost. Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS was none as they were finishing up there. Any questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> No? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cmdr Rinax -> (All Away Team please use @) Anastasia Poldara -> ((Weren’t we all huddled behind consoles wondering what was happening to John?)) Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Power and oxygen were also back online. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Outside, phaser drawn trying to locate John.:: John Randall -> @::hid behind rubble, watching the humanoid shadow a few yards in front of him:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Yes. If I recall correctly.) Cmdr Rinax -> @ (Yes, I do believe so) ::has not removed helmet, doesn't trust that the power or anything else will remain stable yet:: H.G. Reed -> :: Working at her station on the bridge, calibrating sensors and rechecking data. :: Derrick Sabin -> @:::with the other engineers::: John Randall -> (engineers are aboard the ship)) Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Assume you are with Ana, doc, and Rinax, or you can be back on Challenger)) Artemis -> ::Double checking his scanner readings:: Captain, I'm not picking up anything to verify what the ground crew is seeing... Cmdr Rinax -> @ Can we get anymore information out of the video feeds? Gretchen Hanson -> @::already tired of Klingons, Romulans or whoever, and none have even been detected yet:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ((You could have been with Kal when he came back to us.)) Anastasia Poldara -> @::Rinax:: I’ll see what I can do. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ I have nothing on my HUD scans. John Randall -> @::phaser cupped in hands, cautiously peeks around the corner, but the shadow has disappeared:: Derrick Sabin -> (ok, I guess I went back up with them) Anastasia Poldara -> @::pokes her head up and accesses the internal sensors:: Their security system is pretty primitive - but there might be some CCTV. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: On the bridge :: H.G. Reed -> :: Double checks that the array is properly aligned. :: Cmdr Rinax -> @ After that everyone, we'll just beam back if we can't get anymore information. I feel like a sitting duck in here... with nothing and no one around... it's like the night of the Walking Dead or something, but everyone is hiding. ::shivers:: John Randall -> @::decides to leave his cover, and darts forward to where he last saw the figure:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Hope to the gods she doesn't accidently gets shot as she moves.:: Dyan Sylvanis -> *get Anastasia Poldara -> @ OK, I’ve set the big monitor over there to cycle through the video feeds. They don’t have motion detectors, so we’ll need to look for Randall or something ourselves. Derrick Sabin -> ::at the science station on the bridge, ready to assist Anastasia with the ship's arrays:: Anastasia Poldara -> @::puts the feeds up on the monitor, switching every few seconds:: Gretchen Hanson -> @I don't get it. The ship's sensors didn't detect any life forms down here, our sweeps turned up nothing, what's John chasing? Cmdr Rinax -> @ ::watching as feed goes through:: Can we record that or bring the media back to the ship somehow? Anastasia Poldara -> @ It might not be alive. Cmdr Rinax -> @ ::turns to Gretchen:: I'm not sure... but I think we should pull back together, and send a security force down here to investigate. Gretchen Hanson -> @Then he's likely to catch it fairly quickly. H.G. Reed -> :: Combs through the data, searching for any clue. :: Anastasia Poldara -> @ I can probably patch it into Challenger's system. +Reed+ Poldara to Challenger. John Randall -> @::arrives at the place, and looks down at a body; turns it over, and sees insignia on the left breast, a Starfleet symbol:: Cmdr Rinax -> @ +John Randall+ Rinax here, please return to our location so we can go back to Challenger together, safely. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::sipping tea, waiting to hear back from the team:: H.G. Reed -> +Poldara+ This is Reed, go ahead. Cmdr Rinax -> @ I'm rather watch it from a comfy conference room chair, then get caught not watching around me. John Randall -> @::hears the commander, and whips out his communicator:: +Rinax+ Commander, you might want to come to my coordinates. I think I just found the ranking officer of this outpost. Anastasia Poldara -> @+Reed+ Rinax wants me to hook you up with the outpost security feeds. I’m sending you a multiplexed video signal. It’s really old school but you should be able to transcode it. Cmdr Rinax -> @ +Randall+ Pull back and hold your location until we get to you. No going alone today, everyone goes home. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Stops and holsters her pistol as she arrives at John. Looks down.:: Friend of yours? H.G. Reed -> +Poldara+ Understood. I will look at it right away. Anastasia Poldara -> ((I thought this wasn’t a Starfleet outpost?)) Cmdr Rinax -> @ +Challenger+ Rinax here. Randall may have located the ranking officer of the outpost, at his coords. Please identify the location and officer. Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Indeed)) John Randall -> @ +Rinax+ Acknowledged, Commander, I'll stay put. Randall out. Cmdr Rinax -> @ As soon as you can get them to pull the feed, lets get this group back in one location. Randall thinks he found someone. John Randall -> (my earlier post can be edited if needed about the Starfleet symbol)) Anastasia Poldara -> @::sends Reed the signal:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Touches the side of her helm and the camera zooms in, taking several images.:: +Challenger+ images coming your way. Anastasia Poldara -> @::Rinax:: I’m done here. Dvokr chim Hok -> (I can watch the action, but am unsure what's going on. :) Just this kind of day) H.G. Reed -> :: Received signal and accepts the data, preparing an analysis matrix to review it. :: Cmdr Rinax -> @ Ok, everyone done before we move out? ::looks around to confirm:: Cmdr Rinax -> ((Did anyone receive/ack my COM to Challenger?)) Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Reed just did)) Dyan Sylvanis -> ((I guess?)) John Randall -> @::clips his communicator back to his belt, and waits on the rest of the team:: Cmdr Rinax -> ((Reed's working w/Anastasia)) Cmdr Rinax -> @ +Challenger+ Rinax here. Randall may have located the ranking officer of the outpost, at his coords. Please identify the location and officer. Derrick Sabin -> :::sensors still showing no other life signs other than the AT::: Cmdr Rinax -> @ Ok, Poldara, Sylvanis, Hanson... with me. We'll go locate Randall. H.G. Reed -> :: Begins running a filter on the video feed. :: Gretchen Hanson -> @::dutifully trots along behind the others:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::sips more of his tea:: John Randall -> @::takes out his tricorder, and idly scans the area; nothing special pops out:: Anastasia Poldara -> @::keeps her phaser ready, a little spooked now:: Cmdr Rinax -> @ ::moves out and works towards where her tricorder is identifying Randall, silently, stealthly, with the team in close proximity, and all of us keeping alert:: Dyan Sylvanis -> (9I'm with John. Kal and I went to find him last week.)) Cmdr Rinax -> ((Oops, ok Dyan... so Kal is still down here too?)) Anastasia Poldara -> @ First mission back... of course I get a haunted outpost. Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Yep)) John Randall -> @::replaces his tricorder, and waits for the team to come to him:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Standing there waiting on the others.:: Artemis -> +Rinax+ Aye, Commander, sending coordinates to your tri-corder, but I am receiving no signal from any combadge to identify who is with Lieutenant Randall Cmdr Rinax -> @ ::frowns:: Anastasia, haunted only means someone's not been found... ::hears Artemis's COM:: ... yeah, what I said. H.G. Reed -> :: Checks the video feed, sees it is still scrambled, tries another filter. :: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ +Rinax+ I'm with Randall now, Ma'am. Everything checks out clear. I can confirm a body. Cmdr Rinax -> @ +Artemis+ Thanks. Keep a pin on all of us, we are going to be in one group now and may need to get a quick beam out. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ +Rinax+ Images were sent to Challenger for analysis. John Randall -> @::acknowledges Sylvanis with a nod, and gestures at the body:: Artemis -> +Rinax+ Aye, Commander Cmdr Rinax -> @ +Challenger & AT+ There seems to be confusion here. I need confirmation on the person near Randall. I'm getting two different answers. Please confirm and both report. John Randall -> @::hears the com, and turns to the lieutenant:: Do you want to report, or shall I? Cmdr Rinax -> @ +Randall+ We are coming up on your six. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Rinax+ What types of answers are you getting? John Randall -> @ +Rinax+ Acknowledged, Commander. Lieutenant Sylvanis is at my location as well. Cmdr Rinax -> @ +Capt+ Sir, Challenger is reporting no additional persons near Randall, yet Randall and Sylvanis are both reporting a person they are near. H.G. Reed -> :: The pictures has cleared a small bit, attempts a third filter. :: Cmdr Rinax -> @ ::arrives with the group to Randall, and whispers:: Where are you seeing this officer? Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Rinax+ Is the person alive? Or dead. THat might explain the confusion. Anastasia Poldara -> ((Use the filter that gives everyone top hats, Reed!)) Cmdr Rinax -> ((Can I have a silver monopoly hat, please?)) H.G. Reed -> (( I was thinking handle bar mustaches. )) John Randall -> @:: points to the ground five feet in front of him:: Here, Commander. The body is quite dead. Cmdr Rinax -> @ +Capt+ Dead, approaching now, Captain. Gretchen Hanson -> @::scans with her med tricorder;: Cmdr Rinax -> @ Ok folks, let's take some scans of this body, and the we can get out of here. I wonder what's wrong with Challenger's scans that it's not picking up the body? Gretchen Hanson -> @::although, it's quite apparent that with the face shield raised, the body is indeed dead:: Cmdr Rinax -> @ Can we can an ID on the body? Is there anything special about this person? Doctor, can you confirm how he died and approximately when? Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Points:: Well the shuttle is that way. John Randall -> @ ::to Gretchen:: Doctor, I would inquire if you are picking up an energy signature from this body? H.G. Reed -> :: Clears the filter, tries to view the feed again. :: Cmdr Rinax -> (Sorry, lots of questions there, maybe the Capt can help us with the details *grins*) Gretchen Hanson -> @::turns to Rinax:: Asphyxiation, Commander. Just like the others. Gretchen Hanson -> @::rescans, replies to John:: Not a thing, Lieutenant. Just ran out of O2. Cmdr Rinax -> @ ::nods to Gretchen:: At this time, we aren't going to move the bodies to Challenger... we'll send a team down to clean up and bury respectively shortly. What's this about an energy signature? John Randall -> @ ::to Rinax:: I was only wondering if he had come into contact with a Klingon disruptor, but apparently not. Cmdr Rinax -> @ ::thinking, 'there must be some reason the ship cannot find this body':: I see, thanks Randall. Cmdr Rinax -> @ +Challenger+ Captain, the AT has completed the investigation at this time. This officer also died of Asphyxiation, like the others. We'll head back to the shuttle. Cmdr Rinax -> (The Engineers transported, right? They didn't take my shuttle, did they? ) John Randall -> ((the engineers beamed aboard, yes)) Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Rinax+ OK, thank you. Come on back. H.G. Reed -> :: Tries another method of decoding, wanting to clear the picture so everything is visibile. :: Cmdr Rinax -> @ Alright folks, unless there are objections, lets hit the shuttle and return, pronto. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ None here. John Randall -> @Commander, as I beamed down, there may not be room for me in the shuttle, so, with your permission, I will beam back. Cmdr Rinax -> @ There's plenty of room Randall, we don't have all the Engineers now. Cmdr Rinax -> @ ::wants everyne in one piece, and one place:: Gretchen Hanson -> @You could take Sabin's seat, John Randall -> @ Oh, all right, then; didn't want to take someone's seat. Cmdr Rinax -> @ ::heads towards the shuttle:: John Randall -> @ ::follows the away team to the shuttle:: Anastasia Poldara -> @::follows back to the shuttle:: Cmdr Rinax -> @ ::hand on panel, shuttle hatch opens:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Hops into the pilot's seat once back in the shuttle.:: John Randall -> @ ::climbs into the shuttle, and takes a seat in the rear:: H.G. Reed -> :: Finally sees a clear picture. :: Captain? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes? Cmdr Rinax -> @ ::last into the shuttle after Grethen:: Ok... all in. ::hits the hatch close buton:: H.G. Reed -> I have been able to clear the video feed Poldara sent. Do you wish to view it? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes, please. Patch it through. Cmdr Rinax -> @ ::moves to a seat:: When you are ready. H.G. Reed -> :: Taps the console, sending it to the Captain. :: I can show it on the main screen. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Finally takes off her helmet as she opens up the engines and takes off, heading for Challenger.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Please do Cmdr Rinax -> @ ::also removing her helmet:: John Randall -> @ ::settles into his seat, winded after his exertions:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Approaches Challenger and signals for landing clearance.:: H.G. Reed -> :: Taps a console again, the video feed appears on the screen, playing. :: Cmdr Rinax -> @ ::lets out a large breath of air:: Wheww... there was something so creepy about that place, no one living... Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::watches the feed:: It's pretty grainy. ::Watching grainy surveillance footage:: Cmdr Rinax -> @ ::shakes shoulders slightly, as if getting rid of a chill:: Derrick Sabin -> ::watching the video along with everyone else on the bridge:: H.G. Reed -> :: Watching carefully, looking curious. :: Cmdr Rinax -> @ ::gets a strange feeling:: Someone watch the short range scans around the shuttle... I don't want any surprises. Cmdr Rinax -> @ ::wants to relax, but her stomach isn't letting her... or is it that ache in the gut:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ +Challenger+ Shuttle Jenkins requesting permission to land. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Shuttle+ Granted. Cmdr Rinax -> @ ::relieved to hear that:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Brings the shuttle into the bay slowly and smoothly, touching down.:: Cmdr Rinax -> @ Nice landing... everyone report to your departments, process anything we brought back and issue your reports. Good work everyone! Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Surveillance footage shows about five figures in grey spacesuits entering the outpost. They beam aboard an walk towards the camera before splitting up and walk out of frame. John Randall -> ::exits the shuttle, and heads for the turbolift, stepping in:: Deck 3. H.G. Reed -> We didn't detect anyone beaming down there. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Grabs her helmet and makes her way to the locker room to change.:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::last one out of the shuttle, locks it with her handprint from the outside:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION Feed ends after that. Derrick Sabin -> I wonder what the date/time stamp is on that video? Artemis -> ::Rubs his eyes:: I'm not the only one to see that, right? John Randall -> ::the lift arrives, and he exits; goes down the corridor to his cabin, entering:: H.G. Reed -> Shall I play it back? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes. Top right. Go ahead ::to H.G.:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::begins the arduous process of unloading everything she didn't need to put on that shuttle:: John Randall -> ::strips off his uniform, and goes to the head for a shower:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM\ Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK, great job! That concludes the away team portion. TBS will be 30 minutes. Enough time for the team to arrive back at the ship. We will be getting ready to leave by the sim starts Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions? Cmdr Rinax -> None for me. Artemis -> Nope Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK. If there is nothing else, sim dismissed! Have a great week, everyone! John Randall -> night all

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Last week, the Challenger team was still investigating the outpost. They have gathered what they can as well as pulled out many memory chips from the outpost computers. The AT should now be wrapping up what they are doing and should be ready to beam back shortly. TBS was 5 minutes, or something like that. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions? Artemis -> Signs for the AT's? Cptn Ja'Lale -> none for AT. # for Rinax's team? Cmdr Rinax -> That'll work Captain, thanks. Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK. @ for Challenger. Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Hunter Matheson -> ::with the engineers, security:: Cassie Granger -> @ ::bridge:: Dvokr chim Hok -> @ :: watching the comms :: John Randall -> ::on the outpost, working with Thomas and Jenkins on restoring at least one of the damaged generators:: Dyan Sylvanis -> # ::Keeping watch, but something isn't setting with her right.:: H.G. Reed -> @ :: Working at her station on the bridge, trying to refine her sensor scans. :: Cmdr Rinax -> # ::to Dyan, Gretchen, (Art, aren't you with my side of the teams?):: Let's finish up this data dump and head back to the engineers. I think we've all got what we can here. Cptn Ja'Lale -> @ ::on le bridge, monitoring signs:: Cassie Granger -> @ ::steps over to Hok:: Reports from below? Cmdr Rinax -> (Le Bridge? Did you pick up a Rosetta Stone in your last swamp, Capt? ::snickers::) Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Just you me, Gretchen, and Ana.)) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (No just remembering my highschool French. What little I remember lol) Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Arty is playing with phasers on the ship.)) Dvokr chim Hok -> They have gathered memory modules for study Cptn Ja'Lale -> (though I do wish I remembered more since a lot of industries here are bilingual) John Randall -> ::to Jenkins:: Ok, now set up your configuration like this.....good. Now, bypass this junction here......right. Ok, input this code into the panel....Right. All right, Stan, throw the switch, and let's see if we get anything. Cmdr Rinax -> ((::makes note:: Oops! Ok, thx)) Artemis -> @ ::Running through pre-buffering cycles for the Phaser Arrays:: Cmdr Rinax -> (Greets Anastasia! We had a 5 minute ETA, so just about where we left off) Hunter Matheson -> ::routine check of the area, vigilant:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Yeah, just started a minute or so ago) H.G. Reed -> @ :: taps on her console, slightly frustrated at her findings. :: Dvokr chim Hok -> I presume I'll reconstruct the logs. John Randall -> ::Thomas reaches for the switch, pulls it, and all three men step quickly back:: Cassie Granger -> @ Let's hope there is something worthwhile on them. Dyan Sylvanis -> # ::Taking as much video data as she can.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Lights briefly flicker, then slowly power themselves online. Anastasia Poldara -> ::helping her team gather up the drives and other equipment they are plunder—er, taking back for analysis:: John Randall -> ::looks up, then around, and slowly smiles:: Nice job, guys. Hunter Matheson -> ::flicks off his night vision:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Action: Oxygen is also coming back online... the equipment is mostly outdated or obsolete and sadly won't fetch much on eBay or the black market. :( Dvokr chim Hok -> @ hopefully a simple manner John Randall -> ::the engineers make their way to the oxygen tanks/system:: Cassie Granger -> @ ::she gives a simple nod, concerned:: Cmdr Rinax -> # Alright everyone finished? Let's find the engineers, then we can get out of here! Cassie Granger -> @ ::moves over to Reed:: Something not right? Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::waiting to hear back from the Away Team, looks at the chrono on the wall:: Dyan Sylvanis -> # ::Nods as she starts to move, but stops a moment as the lights flicker and come on.:: John Randall -> What is this, leftovers from the 21st century? This stuff is older than all of us put together. ::shakes his head:: Cmdr Rinax -> # Hmm... Power. Keep your helmets on, not sure it'll stay. I need quick analysis... Cptn Ja'Lale -> (bah... turkey is messing with my brain lol) H.G. Reed -> @ :: Looks up at Granger. :: Our scans our inconclusive. We are unable to gather any details and there is no good reason as to why this is. Cassie Granger -> @ Best guess? Cmdr Rinax -> # Will waiting another moment for power help us get any further in this area, or do we have all possible? Anastasia Poldara -> # ::hefts her bag:: John Randall -> Thomas> ::smiles at Randall:: This one's all yours, Lieutenant. Cmdr Rinax -> ((You need organic turkey, Capt... no eltriptophan, or however it's spelt, then you don't get sleeping and fuzzy.)) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Yes, indeed.) Cmdr Rinax -> # ::turns to each team member for a response:: Dyan H.G. Reed -> @ Something is preventing us from figuring out what is going on down there. Cassie Granger -> @ No evidence of a field? Interference? Cassie Granger -> @ Or could it be something natural? :::thinking:: John Randall -> ::gives Thomas a sideways glance:: Yeah, all right. Why don't you guys beam back up, and report to Lieutenant Michaels? I'll be along shortly. H.G. Reed -> @ I am unable to determine. Maybe the away team can give us some idea. Cassie Granger -> @ ::nod:: Anastasia Poldara -> # I think we should go back now, if there’s nothing else we need here. Cmdr Rinax -> # Thanks Anastasia... your opinions Dyan and Gretchen? John Randall -> ::removes his suit as the air is now breathable, although a little stale:: And take this with you. ::hands it to Thomas, who takes it, and he and Jenkins beam up to Challenger:: Dyan Sylvanis -> # If you think we need to go back, that's your call Ma'am. Bugt something still doesn't sit right with me. Cmdr Rinax -> # ::notes Gretchen's response too:: Ok... you guys all have this "feeling" but I need facts.. identify it, quickly, if you can... or we need to move. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::sipping a glass of Rigellian tea:: H.G. Reed -> @ We will figure it out, I will just be frustrated until we do. John Randall -> ::pulls out his communicator:: +Matheson+ Sergeant, my engineers have beamed up to the ship. When you finish your sweep, feel free to do the same, or return to the shuttle. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: trying all manners of breaking the interference code :: Hunter Matheson -> +Randall+ I'll stay with the team, sir. It's not quite right down here. Cmdr Rinax -> # ::gets an update while they decide:: +Engineers+ Team 2 Engineers, I need your update. John Randall -> +Matheson+ As you wish. Randall out. Cassie Granger -> @ ::getting antsy:: John Randall -> +Rinax+ Randall here, Commander. My engineers have returned to the ship, and I'm finalizing things here. You can remove your suits if you wish; the air is now breathable, and you should have plenty of light. Dyan Sylvanis -> # +Kal+ If your guard duties are finished, I could use your help. Dvokr chim Hok -> @ sorry i dont have more Captain Granger Hunter Matheson -> +Dyan+ Roger. On my way. Cptn Ja'Lale -> @ They should be hopefully beaming back soon. ::takes another sip of tea:: Hunter Matheson -> ::moves out, a knot in his gut:: Dyan Sylvanis -> # ::Turns to Rinax.:: Ma'am, I'd like to check the station ops center. I feel we might have some answers there. Cassie Granger -> @ ::Hok:: There's only so much you can do, Hok. The AT should give us some input. Hunter Matheson -> ::approaching Sylvanis, slaps on a # ::: Dyan Sylvanis -> # ::Gives Kal a thumbs up as he approaches.:: John Randall -> ::closes the communicator, and resumes fine tuning the oxygen tanks/rebreathers:: Hunter Matheson -> # ::Dyan thumbs up:: Cmdr Rinax -> # Ok folks, we have power and air for a while, so it's a go! Hunter Matheson -> # ::flips up his EVA visor, breathing recycled air that has a tinge of smoke to it:: Anastasia Poldara -> # I agree, station ops could be useful. Cmdr Rinax -> #::helmet release catches, and lets it hang down off her back, keeping her scanner going while the team gives the equipment more work. Hunter Matheson -> # ::Dyan:: Ma'am, you're aware of the Klingon angle? Cmdr Rinax -> #+Challenger+ Rinax to Ja'Lale. Cptn Ja'Lale -> @ +Rinax+ Yes, Commander. Go ahead? Cassie Granger -> @ ::listening in:: Dyan Sylvanis -> # ::Nods:: I am, that's why I want to check Ops. Because I don't think it was them. Just a hunch. Hunter Matheson -> # I'll take point. ::moves forward:: Don't like this place, Lieutenant. Cmdr Rinax -> # +Challenger+ Captain, the engineers successfully set up power and air distribution. We have a large data sweep, but my team feels they can benefit from the OPS console and are accessing it now. We also have some strange feelings, but no hard facts about this place. H.G. Reed -> @ :: Now puzzling over what has been reported back through sensor scnas. :: Hunter Matheson -> # ::clearing the way as they move:: Cassie Granger -> @ ::glance to Reed:: Cmdr Rinax -> +Challenger+ You know, sir, following up on a couple of their hunches while we have the time, power and air. Dyan Sylvanis -> # Yeah...me neither. +Cass+ Still have eyes on us Captain? We're going to the station Ops. Something isn't right. Anastasia Poldara -> #::breathes stale outpost air:: Yummy. Cmdr Rinax -> # ::to Kal:: Good work over there. Are you the last AT left? Cassie Granger -> @ +Dyan+ That's affirmative, Lt. Hunter Matheson -> # ::rinax:: Yes, ma'am. Engineers are back on board Challenger. Cptn Ja'Lale -> @ +Rinax+ I know how you feel. Finish up what you're doing then beam back if there's nothing concrete Dyan Sylvanis -> # ::Points at a door at the end of the corridor.:: I think that's it. Cmdr Rinax -> # Ok good, then I have eyes on everyone. +Challenger+ We are all in one location again, those of us that are left. I'll chime you shortly. John Randall -> ::as he works on the tank, the hackles on the back of his neck suddenly rise, and he whirls, eyes scanning in all directions; he feels that he's being watched:: Hunter Matheson -> # ::Nods:: Stand back. :::checks the door::breach:: Hunter Matheson -> # ::clears left, right, center::moves in:: Cmdr Rinax -> # Ok, we are looking for concrete, per the Captain. We must be careful still. ::scanning around them again:: Hunter Matheson -> # Clear. Cptn Ja'Lale -> @ +Rinax+ OK. Goodluck. Cmdr Rinax -> # ::moves last with the group:: Hunter Matheson -> # ::continues in, checking every hidden area:: John Randall -> ::pulls out his communicator, speaks in a low voice:: +Matheson+ Randall to Matheson. Dyan Sylvanis -> # Yeah about the Klingon thing... ::Hoping Cass picks the conversation on the video.:: This isn't their M.O. ::Enters:: Anastasia Poldara -> #::has her tricorder out again:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> @ ::Settles back into his seat:: Cassie Granger -> @ ::listening:: Hunter Matheson -> # ::agrees but isn't going to go there, letting the El Tee be an El Tee::: H.G. Reed -> @ :: Working at her console. :: Anastasia Poldara -> # Klingons usually aren’t this sneaky. Cassie Granger -> @ ::Hok:: Can you zoom in on that console? Cmdr Rinax -> # Or this smart... they are slash and grab, not all th scan:is technical stuff. ::continues to Dyan Sylvanis -> # They don't target a power generator and let people suffocate. There is no honor in it. It goes against their core values. Hunter Matheson -> # ::checking the walls, floor, ceiling, looking for trip wires, electronics:: John Randall -> ::sighs, shakes his head, and closes his communicator; pulls out his phaser, and leaves the building with the oxygen tank, his eyes scanning in all directions, convinced he's being watched:: Anastasia Poldara -> # Klingon disruptors are not hard to come by, though. Dyan Sylvanis -> # Exactly. John Randall -> ::works his way through the rubble, all senses on heightened alert:: Cassie Granger -> @ ::Ja'Lale:: Do we know who was manning this station, Captain? Who exactly they were, their dossiers available? John Randall -> ::thinks to himself he hasn't felt like this since his last covert mission:: Dyan Sylvanis -> # ::Stops at a console.:: Here. I think this is the one. Sensor logs. Cmdr Rinax -> # Go ahead, see what you guys can get... I'll keep the perimeter scans:: Cmdr Rinax -> # ::stays near the external walls, though still inside the same room as the others, and scans each wall for anything moving outside their room:: Dvokr chim Hok -> @ I will try. John Randall -> ::suddenly dives behind some debris as he thinks he sees a humanoid shadow:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> @ The dossiers of the crew manning the outpost are in the database. I've skimmed it over, and as you may have figured, they are the sort of people who either aren't qualified to be assigned anywhere else, or previously got into trouble and wound up there. ::glances to Artemis and grins:: Anastasia Poldara -> #::joins Dyan and takes a look:: Finally. With power, we might actually be able to make sense of these instead of just pulling drives and hoping for the best. Cassie Granger -> @ Any chance they could have staged all this? Cptn Ja'Lale -> @ It's possible. But what would be their motive in doing so. Cassie Granger -> @ Covering something up. Artemis -> ::Returns with a cocky lopsided grin to the Captain:: Only those not capable of getting themselves out of trouble Anastasia Poldara -> #::accesses the external sensor logs to see if there are records of any ships visiting:: Dyan Sylvanis -> # ::Steps aside to let Ana work.:: Cassie Granger -> @ ::turns to Artemis, half grin:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> @ ::nods:: Again, it is possible. We can't rule anything out. Though the dead bodies are a good touch if that's indeed the case ::Smiles back at Artemis:: John Randall -> ::pulls out his communicator, and speaks in a low voice:: +Rinax+ Randall to Rinax. I'm in the southeastern portion of the outpost. I don't think we're alone here, Commander; I think I saw a shadow, and it was humanoid. Tracking now. Randall out. Cassie Granger -> @ Agreed, Captain. Very good touch. Anastasia Poldara -> #::looks up:: A thought occurs … have we accounted for all the personnel? Cmdr Rinax -> # Do we have an accurate roster? Dyan Sylvanis -> # Think it might be an inside job? John Randall -> ::flips shut the communicator, and resumes tracking:: Cmdr Rinax -> # +::holds up one finger to her team:: Randall+ Rinax here. Hunter Matheson -> # ::still on edge:: Always a possibility. Dvokr chim Hok -> ::applying algorithms to zoom in :: Anastasia Poldara -> # It would explain some of the lack of evidence. ::gestures at the console:: The logs don’t have any record of a ship visitation in the past week. The sensors could have malfunctioned. The ship could have a stealth system. Or someone familiar with the system could have tampered with it. Cassie Granger -> @ ::watching the screen:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> @ ::calls up the bios for the crewmen of the outpost for better scrutiny:: Cmdr Rinax -> #::motions for everyone to take cover, and points at Kal, then at her COM, as if to say, "Thought everyone was back on the ship!", but can't right now. finger now on lips:: H.G. Reed -> @ :: Curious :: John Randall -> ::rounds a corner, and dives for cover again as he sees what he thinks is the shadow:: Cmdr Rinax -> # +Challenger+ Captain ::quietly:: Randall is still SE of outpost, get a lock on him... he's tracking a shadow, thinks it's human. Cptn Ja'Lale -> @+Rinax+ Will do. Cptn Ja'Lale -> @ Get a lock of Mr. Randall just in case. Hunter Matheson -> # ::Nods, moves to clear the area:: Cmdr Rinax -> # ::whispers to team:: Scan around us, if you see anything... be prepared. Don't shoot Randall! ::pulls phaser back out:: Artemis -> @ ::Directs a dedicated trace to Randall's bio-sign:: Aye, Captain Dyan Sylvanis -> # ::Goes to the door, unholstering her pistol.:: I thought all scans cleared this place. John Randall -> ::peeks around the corner, but doesn't see the shadow; leans back, rubs his eyes, then slowly leaves his cover:: Cassie Granger -> @ ::Reed:: The interference is clear? Anastasia Poldara -> #::slips behind the sensor console, her phaser in one hand and her tricorder open in the other, scanning for life:: H.G. Reed -> @ :: nods :: It appears so. Cptn Ja'Lale -> @ ::listens intently:: Cmdr Rinax -> # ::whispers:: Thought so too, Syl... ::moves to the back wall, scanning through wall:: Hunter Matheson -> # ::thought Randall was on the ship, upset that he's alone on the station::: Cmdr Rinax -> # ::moves over to Kal and whispers:: What was Randall doing alone? Hunter Matheson -> # ::mutters::: Hunter Matheson -> # ::Rinax:: No idea, ma'am. Damn stupid thing to do, but he's there and he’s in danger. Gonna have to bail him out. John Randall -> ::works his way through more debris, heading now for the SW part of the outpost:: Hunter Matheson -> # Should have brought a whole team down to keep watch. Cmdr Rinax -> # Uh huh. ... ::makes a decision:: +Challenger+ Captain, do you have anything on scanners besides the AT? If not, I feel either more sec needs to be down here ASAP, or pull all of us back now, until it's clearly been cleared. Dyan Sylvanis -> # ::Moves around the corner and out into the hall quickly and quietly, visually scanning to clear the area.:: Hunter Matheson -> # ::has Dyan's six::: Cmdr Rinax -> # ::isn't prepared for a shoot-out without numerous trained security and Marines to handle it correctly:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ((We're always ready for a shoot out. :P )) John Randall -> ::freezes again as he thinks he sees the shadow:: Cmdr Rinax -> (LOL Dyan... yeah)) Dyan Sylvanis -> ((It's what we do)) Hunter Matheson -> # ::standard spacing, clearing as they move::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> @ ::nods to start another thorough scan of the outpost:: +Rinax+ We're scanning again now... Anastasia Poldara -> ((I haven’t been on active duty for over a year. I’m totally ready for a shoot-out.)) Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Closing in on Randall's area.:: Cassie Granger -> @ (join the Corps, Anastasia) John Randall -> ::grips his phaser in the traditional two-handed manner; peeks carefully from behind his cover; his intense hatred for the Romulans foremost in his mind at the present:: Artemis -> ::Runs a plethora of heat, bio and activity scans on the specific surface area of the Away teams, causing the Deflector dish to flare:: Cmdr Rinax -> #::with the others, pulling up the rear:: Hunter Matheson -> # ::Sylvanis:: HUD shows nothing unusual. Cmdr Rinax -> PAUSE SIM Cmdr Rinax -> PAUSE SIM Cmdr Rinax -> PAUSE SIM Dyan Sylvanis -> # ::Taps side of her helm.:: Not getting anything either. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Ohh.. ok Cmdr Rinax -> Had a couple crew members that had to fly. Cptn Ja'Lale -> So, we'll pick up from there next week... tbs will be none. Any questions before we dismiss? Hunter Matheson -> No, sir. Hunter Matheson -> Might not make it next week. Cmdr Rinax -> Sorry to hear athat Kal, we'll try and keep you alive. *winkis* Hunter Matheson -> El tee will cover. Dyan Sylvanis -> hehe Hunter Matheson -> ::smirk:: Hunter Matheson -> So, night all. Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK.. have a great week everyone. Sim dismissed..have a happy Thanksgiving or Columbus Day tomorrow John Randall -> night all Artemis -> Night Cmdr Rinax -> G'night everyone! Happy Thanksiginv / Columbus Day Everyone Dyan Sylvanis -> night night

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Last week, the Challenger Away Team had beamed down to the small outpost to investigate the lack of communication. The team has found that the crew had died due to a lack of oxygen and damage to the external power generators. Power and oxygen still had not been restored. TBS was 5 minutes Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions? Hunter Matheson -> We still using EVA, right? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Correct Hunter Matheson -> So we can, you know, stay alive. Hunter Matheson -> Got it. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes. Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Derrick Sabin -> ::stayin' alive with the engineering team at the generators::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Crew on Challenger , use @.. AT use blank) Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Showing the video feed from her helmet, looking at the bodies and then slowly to the scortch marks on the walls.:: H.G. Reed -> @ :: At her station on the bridge, monitoring the situation. :: Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Boo you took away our @'s )) Cmdr Rinax -> ((We are still in 2 teams, Engineers w/one security, and the rest of you are with me going into the other buildings)) Hunter Matheson -> (anyone remember where I was?) Dyan Sylvanis -> ((And Kal worked so hard for his.)) Derrick Sabin -> (with the engineers, I believe) Anastasia Poldara -> ::continues scanning for anomalous signatures:: Hunter Matheson -> (Yeah) Hunter Matheson -> (sweet) Dyan Sylvanis -> ((You were with ENG team)) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (lol Hunter Matheson -> ::with the engineers:: Artemis -> @ ::Running simulations on hitting torpedoes with the phaser banks:: Dvokr chim Hok -> @ Manning the comms. The comm before the storm. Hunter Matheson -> ::disco music running through his head... oh..oh..oh..oh.. stayin' alive, stayin' alive::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> @ ::monitors away team feed:: Hunter Matheson -> ::snapping out of it to check the area:: John Randall -> @::at his station in engineering, supervising the crew:: H.G. Reed -> @ :: Checks on system controls and runs a diagnostic. :: Cmdr Rinax -> ::to Dyan, Gretchen and Anastasia:: I hope there aren't any surprises waiting for us. Let's stay close together. ((Did I miss anyone on this team?)) Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Remaining in point as she keeps visually scanning the area.:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Sabin)) Derrick Sabin -> (nope, Sabin is with the Eng. team) Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Oh yeah)) Hunter Matheson -> ::keeping the eng team and the exits in his line of sight:: H.G. Reed -> @ :: Checks the duty roster for NAV and makes several adjustments. :: Cmdr Rinax -> (My team, adopt the # symbol, please?) Dyan Sylvanis -> +Kal+ How's your team doing? Any chance of getting power back up? Dyan Sylvanis -> *# Gretchen Hanson -> ::follows the others as they grope along the interior corridors:: Anastasia Poldara -> #::huddles up:: Hunter Matheson -> +Sylvanis+ No idea. ::turns to Sabin:: Sir, eta to powerup? Cmdr Rinax -> # Let's check all unlocked doors, and see if we can continue to scan behind the walls and such. Cmdr Rinax -> # ::still has tricorder out, scanning as well, even scanning overhead, checking doors as they come to them, trying to be quiet:: Dvokr chim Hok -> @ +to Away Teams+ This is Hok with a comm check. Derrick Sabin -> I hate to punt, but that's going to be an Engineering call. I suspect new parts are going to be in order, though. Dyan Sylvanis -> # +Hok+ Sylvanis here. Still getting my video feeds? Cmdr Rinax -> # +Hok+ Challenger, Cmd Rinax here. Com is clear. Cmdr Rinax -> # ::spots a couple more bodies in the hallway, motions to Gretchen:: Can you check those please? ::in hushed tones:: Hunter Matheson -> +COM+ Challenger OPS, Matheson. Sabin and (names of two engineers) good to go. Hunter Matheson -> ::looks at the engineering team:: Anastasia Poldara -> #::notices one of the doors seems stuck open, peeks around to glance inside the room:: John Randall -> ::Thomas and Jenkins continue to scan the generators:: John Randall -> *and Gretchen Hanson -> ::steps forward and kneels beside the bodies, tricorder in hand:: They're like the others, Commander. Hunter Matheson -> (thanks, Randall. Got a blank on the names) John Randall -> ::the generators are in such bad shape the scans are painstakingly slow:: Hunter Matheson -> ::steps aside to Thomas and Jenkins:: Challenger wants a sit rep. Anastasia Poldara -> #::seeing no obvious threats, steps into the room:: Cmdr Rinax -> # ::near Gretchen:: I wonder if whoever or whatever did this left anyone alive. ::heavy sigh:: Let's leave them for now... save your scanned info. We may need to take DNA samples to the ship to identify all of them, but that'll be up to the Captain. Saving them however, would probably save us time later if he does want it. Derrick Sabin -> ::not getting any definitive readings on the scorch marks. The electrical arcing that occured when the generators went out is obscuring detail:: John Randall -> Thomas> ::looks up at the Marine:: It's gonna be a while; these things got fried thoroughly. ::goes back to scanning:: Cmdr Rinax -> # ::notes Anastasia going into a room, waits in the doorway, eyes both on Gretchen and Anastasia:: H.G. Reed -> @ :: Finishes her diagnostic, quietly listening to the comm chatter. :: Gretchen Hanson -> ::rises and steps back out of Poldara's way:: Hunter Matheson -> ::nods:: +COM+ Challenger, Matheson. Engineering reports it will be a while, everything is fried. ETA unknown. Hunter Matheson -> ::Thomas:: Need some parts sent down? Dyan Sylvanis -> # ::Keeping an eye out as she watches down the hall.:: Cmdr Rinax -> # (Our team is # Gretchen, so folks can keep us clearly identified.... ::prays it'll help them not leave us down here too. LOL) Dyan Sylvanis -> ((No worries. I have the keys to the shuttle.)) Cmdr Rinax -> (Smart thinking! ::grins::) Dvokr chim Hok -> +Sylvanis+ Yes we are getting them. Hunter Matheson -> (::can hotwire just about anything::) John Randall -> Thomas> ::doesn't look up:: Right now, I don't know what parts we need. ::looks over to Jenkins:: We may have to get the lieutenant down here; I've never seen anything like this. Anastasia Poldara -> # Would be nice if the engineers got some of these consoles working. Derrick Sabin -> ::to Kal:: An interesting way to attack the base, don't you think? Takie out the power and let things run their course. Derrick Sabin -> *take Cmdr Rinax -> # ::in the room with the ladies, shining her palm light around to see what is in here, besides more bodies:: Gretchen.. ::whispering again:: more to check out, I'm afraid. Dyan Sylvanis -> # ::Glances back at Poldara.:: I don't think like that will be any time soon. Sounded like they were having trouble. Hunter Matheson -> ::Thomas:: Want me to call him down? ::looks at Sabin, nods:: Classic. Cmdr Rinax -> # +Eng Team+ Rinax here. Did you find any bodies? We've stumbled across half a dozen so far, all are deceased. Gretchen Hanson -> #::checks her tricorder, but already knows what the display is going to show:: John Randall -> Thomas> ::looks up at Matheson:: I'll call him when we're sure we need him. ::goes back to scanning:: Gretchen Hanson -> #::to no one in particular:: Suffocation is slow. I don't understand why all these people are just laying around. Hunter Matheson -> +Rinax+ Rinax, Matheson. A few. Derrick Sabin -> ::to Thomas:: Would it be easier, and faster for our purposes, to beam down a portable generator? Dyan Sylvanis -> # Maybe it was something else. We can already tell there was a possible attack. Cmdr Rinax -> # +Matheson+ All deceased, yes? If you could capture DNA, I'd appreciate it. We may have to identify these folks. If you find anyone with a pulse, call immediately. H.G. Reed -> @ :: Notes how eerily quiet the bridge has become. :: Cmdr Rinax -> # Anyone have a clue for time of death, and/or reason for death? Are they all phaser burns or anything else? John Randall -> Thomas> ::looks up at him:: You can, if you want. It won't help us that much. ::looks over to Jenkins:: What do you think, Bart? Hunter Matheson -> +Rinax+ All deceased. DNA, wilco. Hunter Matheson -> ::turns to Sabin:: DNA's your area, right? Anastasia Poldara -> # ::looking around:: Well, why are they all … here? I mean, if they had been dying of oxygen deprivation, you would think that some of them would have made it to the environmental suits. Cmdr Rinax -> # We may end up with so much DNA, both departments may be swamped with testing. Gretchen Hanson -> #They could have been incapacitated, then the O2 bled off to hide the real cause. Derrick Sabin -> Yes, I can get that. John Randall -> Jenkins> ::shakes his head:: I think we need the lieutenant. There's an energy signature all over the casings, but I have no clue what it is. Hunter Matheson -> ::nod to Jenkins:: Wilco. I'll call him down. Dyan Sylvanis -> # Sounds very possible. Hunter Matheson -> +COM+ Challenger, Matheson. Engineering team requests Lt Randall. Cmdr Rinax -> # ::near Hanson and Poldara, listening, but shining her light around the room:: You know, I think this was either a data processing room, or perhaps security. The way those monitors are set up, it could have been one of the security posts, ... ::moves over towards one desk:: THis could have been where someone watched an area... all these monitors together. H.G. Reed -> @ :: Glances around, curious as to why everyone is so silent. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> @::Sips some of his tea:: Did we get a scan of the surface? Cmdr Rinax -> # I wonder if we can get any physical drives out of it, take to the ship and read any data, if they can't get power up. Poldara, did you have any tools with you? H.G. Reed -> @ :: Turns to the Captain. :: Yes, sir. It was inconclusive. John Randall -> Thomas> ::stands, and clicks his comlink in his suit:: +Randall+ Thomas to Randall, come in, please. Hunter Matheson -> +COM+ Challenger, come in. Anastasia Poldara -> #::Rinax:: I have two of everything. Cptn Ja'Lale -> @ ::Nods:: I see, thank you. I'll add that into my report to Starfleet.. but it doesn't look good Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Hunter+ Go ahead? Hunter Matheson -> +COM+ Matheson here. Engineering team requests Lt Randall on the surface. Cmdr Rinax -> # So glad you are doubly prepared. Can I get a screwdriver, flathead will do. John Randall -> @ +Thomas+ Randall here, go, Ensign. H.G. Reed -> @ Something is not quite right. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Hunter+ Very well. We Cptn Ja'Lale -> We'll send him down. Hunter Matheson -> +COM+ Copy, Captain. Hunter Matheson -> ::Thomas:: Captain's sending him down. Cmdr Rinax -> # +Challenger+ Rinax here. I believe we found a data room. Not sure if it's just data storage, processing, or whatever, but there's a possibility it's a security room. We are going to snag any hardware that we can get removed. Dyan Sylvanis -> # What kind of outpost was this again? John Randall -> Thomas> +Randall+ Sir, we need you on the surface; there's an energy signature resonating from the casings, but we don't know what it is. Gretchen Hanson -> #The exposed kind. John Randall -> Thomas> ::nods to Matheson:: John Randall -> @ +Thomas+ Very well, ensign; conditions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Randall+ Bridge to Lt. Randall, ehh, your presence is requested down on the surface. Cmdr Rinax -> # I'll confirm, but from what I reviewed... it was a communications relay type station Derrick Sabin -> ::to Thomas, in a loud whisper:: Ask him to bring a portable generator. Dyan Sylvanis -> # I mean for a simple outpost though, it would seem kind of pointless to attack it. Just a waste of resources. There must have been something else here. Something well worth the effort. H.G. Reed -> @ :: Goes over the scans again, perplexed. :: Cmdr Rinax -> # +Challenger+ Rinax again. Do we have any intel that says this was more than a Communications outpost? John Randall -> Thomas> +Randall+ You'll need a suit, sir; and the science ensign is requesting a portable generator. John Randall -> @ +Ja'Lale+ Acknowledged, sir, I'm in contact with my team now. Randall out. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::hears Rinax's comm:: I don't believe so. Anastasia Poldara -> #::hands Rinax the requested implement:: John Randall -> @ +Thomas+ All right, ensign, I'll be there in five minutes. Randall out. Cmdr Rinax -> # Exposed Communications... communicating what? What could have.. ::grunts, as she grips the screwdriver tightly, and one side of the metal mainframe comes off and makes a loud noise as it hits the floor:: Gretchen Hanson -> #Are WE worth the effort? I mean, is the station just bait? To draw a Star Fleet presence out here? Cmdr Rinax -> # ::grits her teeth:: Oops. ::quickly flashes the palm light around the room and near the doorway, listening carefully:: Dyan Sylvanis -> # Quite possible. Cmdr Rinax -> # ::whispers to Gretchen:: That's a good... scary thought. ::glances at Dyan, Gretchen, then back around the room for any movement or sounds:: Dyan Sylvanis -> # This whole situation stinks. John Randall -> @ ::goes to his locker for his toolkit, then goes to the equipment room, and puts on a suit; heads to the cargo bay for a generator, and exits engineering, heading for the turbolift:: Deck 10. John Randall -> Thomas> ::to Sabin:: The lieutenant will be here shortly. Cmdr Rinax -> # ::kneels down, and puts her hands inside the case, begins unplugging physical data storage units, and even scoops out a few handfuls of RAM, just in case they can piece together last transmissions or data bytes:: Wow... these units are heavy. Who's got a pack with room, there are 4 of these. They may be redundant, but if they aren't mirrored, we should take them all. Derrick Sabin -> ::nods in appreciation, then turns to Matheson:: We could get limited power to the station fairly soon. Might help the team inside. Dyan Sylvanis -> # ::Standing just outside the room to keep an eye out.:: John Randall -> @ ::exits the lift as it arrives, and strides down the corridor to the transporter room; shows the officer the coordinates from his tricorder, then nods to the officer:: Energize. Anastasia Poldara -> #::frowns at her already-heavy pack:: Hunter Matheson -> ::Sabin:: Aye, sir. Even a little power will help. Cmdr Rinax -> # ::removes the second one, places it next to the other on the desktop:: Dyan Sylvanis -> # +Hunter+ Kal, stay alert. Something doesn't seem right about this whole situation. John Randall -> ::shimmers into existence on the station; spots the engineering team, and heads towards them:: Gretchen Hanson -> #::looks around and frowns:: Where's a good cardboard box when you need one? Hunter Matheson -> +Sylvanis+ Roger that. I've been getting the same feeling. Anything specific on your end? Cmdr Rinax -> # ::now the third:: You aren't kidding. I won't need to workout later. H.G. Reed -> @ :: The scans are still inconclusive. Initiates another sweep, just in case. :: Dyan Sylvanis -> # +Hunter+ Not yet. It's just a feeling. Cptn Ja'Lale -> @ ::sitting at his chair, compiling a report for Starfleet:: Hunter Matheson -> +Sylvanis+ Copy. Cptn Ja'Lale -> @Try a higher level scan if you are able to. John Randall -> ::arrives at the team's location, and nods to all:: Ensigns. ::catches Matheson's eye:: Sergeant. ::looks over to Sabin:: Ensign. Hunter Matheson -> ::engaging his HUD, setting it for hostiles and a complete 360 sweep::: H.G. Reed -> @ Yes, sir. :: Taps her console. :: Hunter Matheson -> ::nods:: Lieutenant Randall, sir. Cmdr Rinax -> # There's four. Now to figure out how to carry them all back. ::finishes swiping the RAM chips, which look like they are 2 Terabytes each:: This wasn't the fastest computer system for a data server. John Randall -> ::moves the generator, which is on an anti-grav cart, in Sabin's direction:: You requested this, Mr. Sabin? Cmdr Rinax -> # ::puts one unit into her pack, along with all of the RAM:: We can only carry one per person because of how heavy. Please make sure we don't bounce these around. Hunter Matheson -> ::Randall:: I'm going to step back, sir, for a good security sweep. Com if you see or hear anything stranger than we've already seen. Derrick Sabin -> Yes. Can you rig up something to get some power into the station for the inside team? John Randall -> ::nods to Matheson:: Acknowledged, Sergeant, and you do the same. Anastasia Poldara -> #::grimaces at the hardware:: This is so … primitive. Anastasia Poldara -> # Why are these people even _in_ space? Cmdr Rinax -> # +Challenger+ Captain, we split into two teams, the engineers have had no luck getting power yet, my team has found numerous bodies,, collected DNA, and now have 4 data storage units, plus additional RAM cartridges. These are heavy and we couldn't run with them, so I think they should be transported immediately back to the ship. John Randall -> ::to Sabin:: This generator doesn't have the power for that. ::steps over to the ensigns:: Let's see what you have, Mr. Thomas. Cptn Ja'Lale -> @ +Rinax+ Understood, Commander. Have the crew beam up when ready. Hunter Matheson -> (think we took the shuttle down) Cmdr Rinax -> # ::removes her unit from the pack, and the RAM again, puts them into a nice pile, and scans with the tricorder to get the size and location for the transportation team:: +Challenger+ Sending the coordinates of the items now. Gretchen Hanson -> #Technically, they're not, Anna. They're on a moon. Which might explain why they didn't make a run for EVA suits when the oxygen started dropping. Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Just beaming the computers)) Hunter Matheson -> (good idea) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Yes, the computer/RAM and maybe a few crewmen?) H.G. Reed -> @ :: Finishes the secondary scan, waits for the results. :: Derrick Sabin -> Perhaps we can take it inside then, Lt. It should have enough power to light up their way. Cmdr Rinax -> (We'll send the NPC's, the rest of us love to shuttle ride) John Randall -> ::looks over the tricorder data, and suddenly gives a low whistle:: Well, well, well. This is a significant find. ::clicks his comlink:: +Rinax+ Randall to Rinax, come in, please. Hunter Matheson -> ::pacing, scanning the area:: Cmdr Rinax -> # +Randall+ Rinax here. What do you have Randall? Cmdr Rinax -> # I think we should rejoin the engineers, we aren't going to find anything but more of the same here, I believe. Any other options? John Randall -> +Rinax+ Commander, adjust your tricorder scans to take into account a Klingon disruptor energy signature, it's all over the casings of these generators. Gretchen Hanson -> ((and why do we love to shuttle? Oh yeah, it's the pretzels)) Cmdr Rinax -> (LOL) Hunter Matheson -> ::recalibrates his HUD::: Dyan Sylvanis -> # We should check the station OPS. Anastasia Poldara -> # I would like to know why there's no power, so I vote to find the engineers. Gretchen Hanson -> #Should be safe enough to go, Dyan. There's nothing moving inside here but us. Cmdr Rinax -> +Randall+Adjusting now. Cmdr Rinax -> # let's check the security terminals, see if we can find any video feeds. John Randall -> +Matheson+ Sergeant, adjust your search to take into account a Klingon disruptor energy signature. H.G. Reed -> @ :: Jumps slightly when the console beeps. Focuses on the results of the scan. :: Anastasia Poldara -> ((Wait, do the terminals have power? I thought they didn't, hence the pillaging. Or plundering. Which is which?)) Hunter Matheson -> +Randall+ Done, sir. Seems to be everywhere. John Randall -> ::looks to the ensigns:: You boys just stepped into the big time; congratulations. Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Yes... terminals still no power, but you could try to pull out the memory sticks) Dyan Sylvanis -> # +Hunter+ Anything, Kal? Cmdr Rinax -> # ::adjusts tricorder for Klingon settings, does a little scan, finds more signatures:: Adjust your tricorders to include Klingon signatures. I"m getting some indications here of their signatures. John Randall -> +Matheson+ I believe we're scanning the aftermath of a Klingon ambush, Sergeant. Hunter Matheson -> +Randall+ Copy. Dyan Sylvanis -> # :;To herself:: That doesn't make sense. Dyan Sylvanis -> # ::Glances back:: Did you say Klingon? Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> Okay, great job. Cmdr Rinax -> (Yes, Dyan, Santa Clause is Klingon this year. ) Cptn Ja'Lale -> Sorry for the confusion at the end there with the terminals.. power to terminals are still offline, but more data sticks could still effectively be retrieved from them. Artemis -> (I am Santa of the House of Clause) Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS will again be 5 minutes. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions? Cmdr Rinax -> Ok, thanks Captain Cptn Ja'Lale -> If there is no other questions, and if Rinax has nothing to add, then sim dismissed! We'll see you next week.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Last week, the Challenger crew has been recalled from their shoreleaves on Earth and has received their new assignment to head to Tyrellia, a planet near the borders of the Klingon and Romulan Empires to investigate an increase of activity of both sides. Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS was 3 days and the Challenger will now be arriving at the Tyrellian system. ANy questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM John Randall -> ::at his station in engineering; reads the e-mail briefing of the new mission:: Hunter Matheson -> bak H.G. Reed -> :: At the NAV station, monitoring their course and heading. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> (hey Ana.. we just started) Hunter Matheson -> ::at helm:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::at the science station, reviewing reports of the sector:: Cassie Granger -> CMTAC, checking on recent activity in and around the NZ John Randall -> ::finishes reading, and gets up from the station, milling around engineering, watching the crew:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Now approaching Tyrellian system Cmdr Rinax -> ::in mess hall, finishing a meal:: Hunter Matheson -> Approaching Tyrellian system, Captain. Drop from warp? Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::looks at his PADD:: Once we arrive at the Tyrellian system, make a course heading to Tyrellia. Yes please ::to Hunter:: Hunter Matheson -> Dropping to sublight, aye. ::turns to Reed:: Got a course for me to Tyrellia? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Walking down the MARDET halls, reading a report on Romulan tactics.:: John Randall -> ::hears the decrease in whine of the warp engines, and knows they are back to impulse power; orders a crew to do a routine inspection of the warp engines:: H.G. Reed -> :: Nods :: Yes. :: Taps her console. :: Here you are. John Randall -> *routine Hunter Matheson -> ::catches it on the fly:: Got it. Hunter Matheson -> ::smirk:: H.G. Reed -> :: Quirks a small smile. :: John Randall -> ::goes back to the main console, sits down at a station, and pulls up the warp engine readout on the monitor:: Hunter Matheson -> Course to Tyrellia laid in, Captain. Coming around to two five two mark eight. Hunter Matheson -> Proceeding to Tyrellia, sublight H.G. Reed -> :: Rotates the starboard navigation sensor array. :: Anastasia Poldara -> ::begins running scans of the system and comparing them to the last reports:: John Randall -> ::spots a small discrepancy in one of the engines, and punches the comm:: +Davis+ Randall to Davis. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: The Challenger makes its way to Tyrellia and is hailed by the planet. John Randall -> Davis> +Randall+ Davis here. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Finds herself in the lounge. Takes a seat on the couch, propping her feet up as she continues to read.:: John Randall -> +Davis+ Steve, I've spotted a fluctuation in one of the baffles on the number two engine. Sending you the data. ::sends it:: Anastasia Poldara -> I’m not detecting any anomalies in the system. Cassie Granger -> ::puzzling over the reports:: H.G. Reed -> :: Rotates the forward navigational sensor array. :: John Randall -> Davis> +Randall+ Got it, Lieutenant. We're on it. Davis out. Cassie Granger -> ::mentally files that information away to see if it jibes with Tyrellia's accounts:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Comm> +Challenger+ This is the Tyrellian government, stand by wh\ile I transfer you to our defense minister. Hunter Matheson -> ::aside to Reed:: Having fun? ::crooked grin:: H.G. Reed -> :: Slants Kal a glance. :: Performing my duty, as expected. Hunter Matheson -> Roger that. John Randall -> ::sits back and nods; directs a crew of ensigns to purge the manifolds while the ship is in orbit:: Cassie Granger -> ::exiting CMTAC, enters the lift, slate clipped to her utility belt:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> DM> +Challenger+ Hello, Captain. Welcome to Tyrellia. Cassie Granger -> ;;exits on the bridge in time to hear the contact and stops to listen:: H.G. Reed -> Should our duty be considered enjoyable? Hunter Matheson -> ::casual:: It is to me. Cptn Ja'Lale -> DM> I'm glad you came so quickly. Yes, now as you were told by your colleague in Starfleet, we have been noticed an influx of activity on both sides of the border. Naturally, this has put our local population on edge. We don't really have any ideas of what either side is up to. John Randall -> ::looks again at the readouts, and realizes he will have to be at the engineering station on the bridge to finalize the purging; puts Michaels in charge, and exits ME, heading for the turbolift:: Hunter Matheson -> ::tap::tap::leans back:: H.G. Reed -> :: Thoughtfully :: I suppose we would not chose to pursue our chosen professions did we not enjoy them. :: Smiles slightly. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Did you notice any ships in and around the borders? Any unusual behaviour? Cassie Granger -> ::standing behind Rinax's chair, listening:: John Randall -> ::the car arrives, and he enters:: Bridge. John Randall -> ::arrives a few moments later; exits the car, and steps onto the bridge, heading for the upper section where the engineering station is:: Hunter Matheson -> ::leans toward Reed:: Big ship. Kickass weapons. Me at the helm. What's not to enjoy? Hunter Matheson -> ::whispering:: H.G. Reed -> :: Looks amused. :: Of course. Cptn Ja'Lale -> DM> No.. not really. But as you can imagine, given our rocky relations with both sides, we're still a bit on edge as to what their motives are. ::frowns:: And what's worse, is that we stopped receiving communications from one of our outposts at the border. Cassie Granger -> ::steps away from Rinax's chair, moving back and out of video range:: Cmdr Rinax -> ((Did I get moved up to the bridge? Did someone gather my leftovers?)) John Randall -> ::catches the captain's eye briefly, and spreads his hands in a "safe" sign, meaning he's on the bridge in strictly a matter of routine:: Cassie Granger -> (No, ma'am. Just stood behind your chair, guarding it.) Cmdr Rinax -> ::has my leftovers dropped at my quarters and quickly makes my way to the bridge:: John Randall -> ::makes his way to the station; logs in, and establishes his passcodes; calls up the purge program on the monitor:: H.G. Reed -> :: Realigns the starboard array. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> DM> The outpost in question is one of our outposts located on our side of the border, located on a barren rocky moon about 100,000 km from the neutral zone. Its primary purpose was to monitor activity from both sides; that's how we knew about the flurry of activity on both sides of the border, but 2 weeks ago they stopped communicating and all attempts to raise them has gone unanswered. Cmdr Rinax -> ::finds a couple staples in her uniform, figures she was working on too much physical paperwork, pulls them out neatly, as not to tear the threads, and drops them into a reclaimator after she exits the TL onto the Bridge:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Did you send any ships to check it out? John Randall -> ::sees the program still in progress, and sits back in his chair; overhearing the conversation on the bridge, but doesn't turn around:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::slips into her chair:: Captain. ::nods and checks on the status with her armchair console:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> We do not have any ships nearby that can. We already contacted SB 179, but they also do not have ships that are nearby Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods at Rinax, then turns back to the DM:: Okay, then I assume you would like us to check it out? Cassie Granger -> ::steps forward to get Ja'Lale's attention:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> DM> ::nods:: If you would be so kind. I'll have my staff forward you the coordinates to your navigational officer. Thank you, Captain. Once you're finished over there, please come back and be our guests at our planet and we can discuss what you've found. Tyrellia out. ::comm cuts off:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::turns to Cass once the transmission ends;: Yes, Cass? John Randall -> ::from the corner of his eye, sees that Lieutenant Poldara is at the science station; doesn't try to get her attention, as she appears to be busy:: Cassie Granger -> Captain, it would be good know the nature of the personnel assigned to the moon station, as well as the nature of their last transmission. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods:: I agree. Let's research what we can on the outpost. Meanwhile, to HG and Heather if you have the coordinates from Tyrellia, please set a course to the outpost. Warp 6. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::to HG and Hunter* Cptn Ja'Lale -> (lol Heather.. sorry Hunter ) Hunter Matheson -> (Thought I got a haircut last time in, Cap) Cmdr Rinax -> Hmm... Captain, you should be aware of how close these borders are to... the Romulan and Klingon Empires. H.G. Reed -> :: Glances at the Captain. :: Aye, sir. :: Taps console, readying the coordinates. :: Hunter Matheson -> ::looks to Reed:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods:: Yes, very close indeed. Definitely something to be wary of, I afree. Cptn Ja'Lale -> agree* John Randall -> ::the program finishes, and he finalizes; leans back in his chair, and smiles to himself; logs out, and stands up, preparing to leave the bridge:: Hunter Matheson -> (w) So...I got to guess the coords, right? H.G. Reed -> :: No, I've readied them. Hunter Matheson -> ::fingers to temples:: Nope. Not coming in... Hunter Matheson -> Oh, there they are. H.G. Reed -> That is odd. :: Taps console again, retransmitting. :: John Randall -> ::looks around a moment, sees everyone busy, and walks to the turbolift:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Go ahead and twap him Reed. No one will mind. :P )) Hunter Matheson -> Course laid in, engaging at warp 6, Captain. Hunter Matheson -> (Hey!) Cptn Ja'Lale -> Thanks. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::takes a seat, calling up info on the outpost from his console:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::Ja'Lale:: Captain, you might be interested to know that according to my scans, Tyrellia has some interesting features for a planet. John Randall -> ::the car arrives, and he steps in:: Deck 12. Cmdr Rinax -> ::turns to look at Anastasia as she reports:: Cassie Granger -> ::turns to Poldara, listening:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Uses her PADD to tap into the ships status, noting they have arrived in the Tyrellia system.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Oh? ::turns to Ana:: Anything of particular concern? Anastasia Poldara -> I’d say it has no atmosphere. And it has no magnetic poles either. H.G. Reed -> :: Begins investigating the glitch. :: Anastasia Poldara -> Anything on the surface is utterly exposed to bombardment, both from mundane sources as well as cosmic and solar radiation. Hunter Matheson -> ::hearing the convo he's not hearing::no atmosphere?:: Anastasia Poldara -> I wouldn’t recommend vacationing there. Cmdr Rinax -> Will that cause maneuvering troubles for the ship? Hunter Matheson -> ::was just going to ask that:: John Randall -> ::the lift arrives, and he steps out; goes down the corridor to engineering, and strides through the doors, heading for the main console:: Hunter Matheson -> ::shields are good:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> We might not want to set up an orbit too close to the planet either then. Anastasia Poldara -> ::Rinax:: Only if you were planning to hide from a Romulan or Klingon ship above the planet’s magnetic pole…. Anastasia Poldara -> In which case you wouldn’t be able to, and they would find you. Anastasia Poldara -> And then we would look very silly, wouldn’t we? John Randall -> Davis> +Randall+ Davis to Randall. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes. Wouldn't our faces be red. John Randall -> ::whips out his communicator:: +Davis+ Randall here. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Let's try not to do anything as gauche as that. Anastasia Poldara -> ((Can Ja'Lale blush? :P)) Cmdr Rinax -> ::winks with a smile at Anastasia for her joke:: Good info Poldara. Cmdr Rinax -> I'd think geosync would be out of the question too, since we can't tag a spot to wind around. Hunter Matheson -> (darker turtle?) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (probably not, no. Though I think I remember one of the ninja turtles blushing in the 80s cartoon.. so maybe? Lol) John Randall -> Davis> +Randall+ Lieutenant, we managed to fix the baffle before the ship went into warp again. So far, it's holding up. H.G. Reed -> :: Finds a miss align in the programming algorithm for course control. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> We will probably need to wear special suits when we beam down to Tyrellia then? Cptn Ja'Lale -> I'd rather be a roasted turtle. Hunter Matheson -> ::checks the adjustment:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> rather not* Dyan Sylvanis -> ((The new Donatello always blushes when he's near April. And I'm not talking about the stupid Bay Turtles.)) Anastasia Poldara -> Geosynchronous orbits actually rely only on calculations relative to a planet’s rotational speed…. John Randall -> +Davis+ Roger that, Steve. Stay with it for a bit, make sure it stays aligned. The warp engines are taking a beating so far on this mission, apparently we were supposed to have finished it yesterday. Keep me informed, Randall out. Cmdr Rinax -> Captain, do you think we'll send down an away team to the outpost, or just scans? John Randall -> Davis> +Randall+ Aye, Lieutenant, Davis out. H.G. Reed -> :: Changes the algorithm. :: Cassie Granger -> ;:uneasy:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Thinks about how nice it would be to fly in her fighter right now.:: Dyan Sylvanis -> (( ::Not too subtle hint:: )) Hunter Matheson -> ::thinking how nice it would be to have her pilot a shuttle down:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> I'd like to send down an away team, if we can. Usually can't get as much with scans. Can you form up an away team to beam down? John Randall -> ::snaps his communicator closed, and goes into the chief engineer's office; files a report on the activity, and sends an e-mail to the chief:: Hunter Matheson -> ::and maybe use those cool wing things:: Cassie Granger -> Captain? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes, Cass? H.G. Reed -> :: Checks the fix. :: Cassie Granger -> May I suggest a shuttle. Given the nature of the moon, it would be safer for the team to have a point of refuge. Cmdr Rinax -> Captain, do you think we'll send down an away team to the outpost, or just scans? John Randall -> ::sits back in the chair as he finishes, aware that he's very uneasy, and half angry about something, but can't pinpoint it:: Hunter Matheson -> ::looks over at Reed, watching her work:: H.G. Reed -> :: Glances at Kal and lifts a brow. :: Something wrong? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Agreed. Shuttle it is. They have a landing pad at the outpost. Cptn Ja'Lale -> An away team if we can, but we will also take scans first. Hunter Matheson -> ::innocent look:: Uh.. .no. How about with you? Cmdr Rinax -> ::turns to Anastasia and Cassie:: I'd like two from each of your departments please. John Randall -> ::shrugs, and pulls up reports, reading them:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::contacts the Medical Dept, requesting 1 staff for the AT:: H.G. Reed -> :: Shrugs :: Just fixing that glitch. Anastasia Poldara -> Ah, yes … my department. Right. I have a department now. H.G. Reed -> We ought to do a system wide diagnostic when we have a chance. Anastasia Poldara -> ::has not actually read any personnel files:: Cmdr Rinax -> Capt, should I send some engineers, in case it's mechanics bothering them? Anastasia Poldara -> ::is not actually sure if she has access to them, because she hasn't bothered to check:: Hunter Matheson -> ::checks the calculations, plugs in the fix:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes, please. We will probably need them to in case the computers there are down Cassie Granger -> ::thinking... Kal and Dyan:: Cassie Granger -> ::skeptical:: Anastasia Poldara -> +Science Lab+ Hello scientists. This is your Chief Science Officer speaking, but you can call me God. You have one minute to fight to the death. The winner must meet me and the rest of the away team in the transporter room for a mission to investigate the status of this outpost we're approaching. Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Wait...Skeptical about us, or the computers? :P )) Cassie Granger -> ::Dyan, yes. Kal...?::: Cmdr Rinax -> +Engineering+ Can I get a couple engineers for this visit, in case they need repairs? Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK, we will be arriving at the outpost at the start of the sim next week. Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS will be 3 hours. Any questions? Anastasia Poldara -> Yes, how do I put in a requisition order for more science personnel? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Anyway, sorry for the confusion. If there is nothing else, then dismissed. Have a great week everyone. Anastasia Poldara -> I… uh... will need some. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Ahh, we'll have to order some from Lackeys R Us. Dyan Sylvanis -> You have one Dyan Sylvanis -> When he's here. Cptn Ja'Lale -> And yes, we do. When he's here. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Goodnight folks.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> The crew of the Challenger are returning back to the ship after their shoreleave on Earth. We should be departing at the end of the sim. TBS was 65 hours. Any questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Hunter Matheson -> ::MARDET, checking in:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::returns back to the bridge:: John Randall -> ::shimmers into existence on the transporter pad; steps off, nods to the transport officer, and exits the room, heading for the turbolift:: Cassie Granger -> ::MARDET office:: H.G. Reed -> :: In her quarters, unpacking. :: Cassie Granger -> ::checking the roster, counting heads:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Had already put her stuff back in her bunk room. She steps out into the halls.:: John Randall -> ::steps into the car:: Deck 3. Hunter Matheson -> ::in Granger's office door, knocking on the door frame:: John Randall -> ::arrives at his destination, and exits the lift; nods to passing crew as he walks down the corridor to his cabin:: Cassie Granger -> ::looks up:: Gunny. ::nod:: What can I do for you? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: Speaking to Hok :: Hunter Matheson -> ::steps in:: Medical clearance from Pendleton, ma'am. Hunter Matheson -> ::hands her the document:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Looks at a PADD:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::on her way to the bridge:: John Randall -> ::goes into his cabin, and deposits his duffel bag on the sofa:: H.G. Reed -> :: Folding clothes and putting them away. :: Cassie Granger -> ::pauses, assessing stare:: Hunter Matheson -> ::parade rest:: H.G. Reed -> :: Folding clothes and putting them away. :: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: to Morrison :: You look, well, beat up sir. [Morrison] I was, several times. Cassie Granger -> ::takes the document, flipping through:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Both walking to the MARDET :: John Randall -> ::lets out a big sigh, then smiles, remembering the good time he had with his family, especially his sister Vicki; strips off his clothes, and heads for the shower:: H.G. Reed -> :: Folding clothing. :: Cassie Granger -> ::places it on her desk:: Dr. Hanson needs to sign off before you can return to full duty. Until then you're restricted to MARDET unless the captain specifically requests your presence on the bridge. Understood? Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::settles into his seat:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::enters the bridge:: Hunter Matheson -> ::stoic, but not happy:: Yes, ma'am. John Randall -> ::steps out of the shower a few minutes later, towels off, and heads for the bedroom to put on a fresh uniform:: H.G. Reed -> :: Moves on to stowing personal items. :: Cassie Granger -> ::after some thought:: Dismissed. Hunter Matheson -> ::sharp attention, salute, about face, formal step out the door:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Walks by the office, stopping as Kal walks out.:: Hey. Hunter Matheson -> ::sigh:: Hey, ma'am. John Randall -> ::goes back into the living area after dressing, and heads for the computer terminal:: Cassie Granger -> ::closes the door so she can get some work done:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Notices the office.:: So how did it go? Cmdr Rinax -> ::gets off the TL and steps onto the bridge:: Hunter Matheson -> ::shrug:: About as expected. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: Arrives at the MARDET door :: John Randall -> ::sits down at the computer, and accesses the duty roster:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::approaches the captain’s chair:: Lt. Poldara, reporting for duty, sir. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: Hungry? I just finished unpacking and was going to head to Mess. Hunter Matheson -> Hey. ::lightens up:: Sure. Sounds like a plan. John Randall -> ::sees that the captain is on the bridge, and decides to tell him about his visit with Admiral Baldwin; punches the comm:: +Bridge+ Randall to Ja'lale, come in, please. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Ahh. :gets up:: Welcome back, Lieutenant. I am surprised to see you back here, but I am glad you are. Cassie Granger -> ::looks up:: Come. H.G. Reed -> :: Finishes her unpacking and sits at her desk. :: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: Knocks on Cassie's office door :: Anastasia Poldara -> ::Ja'Lale:: Ditto, sir. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Randall+ Yes, go ahead. Cassie Granger -> ::rounds her desk to open the door:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::looks around and heads to her chair, greeting all she sees:: greetings, welcome back from shoreleave, everyone. Cassie Granger -> Commander Morrison, sir? Come on in. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Poldara:: I hope you've settled back in and things went well with your last assignment. John Randall -> +Ja'Lale+ Captain, when you have time, sir, I think you wanted to be informed about my meeting with Admiral Baldwin. Cassie Granger -> ::pulls out a chair:: Didn't expect to see you here, Sir. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Glances back at Hok and the other man briefly as the walk off. Never seen him before.:: Someone new? ::Keeps walking.:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::overhears the Adm Baldwin comment, and knows in general what that can mean:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::smiles:: Oh, I’ve got some stories for when we have the time…. But I’m settled. Dreading my physical, of course, but settled. This will be a … change. But also familiar. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Randall+ Thanks, John. Hunter Matheson -> Um... yeah. ::unable to say:: Guess so. New commander looks like. Dvokr chim Hok -> '[Morrison] :: Walks in :: Thank you. :: He still has his cane, sits :: Thanks for everything. Cmdr Rinax -> ::raises her eyebrow momentarily, and turns to Anastasia:: You didnnt get th?at taken care of yet John Randall -> +Ja'lale+ Aye, sir. Randall out. ::closes the comm, and sits back in the chair:: Cassie Granger -> Coffee? Tea? Water? Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Smiles and nods:: I can imagine. Dr Hanson's physicals aren't so bad. Cassie Granger -> ::perches on the desk, facing him:: John Randall -> ::thinks a moment, then punches the comm again:: +Freeman+ Randall to Freeman, come in, please. Hunter Matheson -> ::as he walks next to Sylvanis:: So... wanted to thank you for the ::grin:: flight again. Cmdr Rinax -> ::sits in her chair on the bridge, glad she finally got all of the overstock organized from so many shop-a-holics this shoreleave:: H.G. Reed -> :: Checks mission status and duty roster. :: Hunter Matheson -> Epic. ::broader grin, studying the floor:: Awesome. Really.. uh.. different. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Water, 33 degrees Anastasia Poldara -> ::Ja'Lale:: Permission to take my station, sir? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Of course, please do. Cassie Granger -> ::nod, speaking to the replicator:: Water, pure, 33 degrees. John Randall -> ::not getting an answer, asks the computer for the location of the chief, and is told Freeman is in his quarters; nods, and looks at the duty roster:: Cmdr Rinax -> Anastasia, I'll walk down to sickbay if you want. Cmdr Rinax -> Or did you have a set appointment? Cassie Granger -> ::hands him the glass:: Anything else? I have a stash in here. Dyan Sylvanis -> Hmm. ::Shrugs it off as they keep walking. Smiles as he thanks her.:: Don't mention it. We should do it again sometime, especially since it looked like you were getting the hang of it. ::Pauses.:: Oh, by the way, you owe my navigator, Williams a bottle of something. She got upset when she found out I went flying without her. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::settles back into his seat:: Before we depart, we'll need to organize a meeting in regards to our next mission. Hunter Matheson -> ::stops, studies her a minute:: Seriously? H.G. Reed -> :: Takes a moment to check her messages, knowing she has to report for duty soon. H.G. Reed -> :: John Randall -> ::sees he is not scheduled to go on duty for another 5 hours; gets up, goes to the bedroom, and changes out of his uniform back into civvies:: Cmdr Rinax -> Of course, Captain. Did you want department heads in the conference room, or something with more staff? Anastasia Poldara -> ::Rinax:: What, afraid I’m not going to make it down there on my own? ::grin:: Hunter Matheson -> So... what kind of bottle of something should I get? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: Drinks :: No appointment, just wanted to see you off. Cmdr Rinax -> ::chuckles at Anastasia:: Well... you know, you've been gone so long, perhaps you forgot where it was. ::chuckles:: EddieFreeman -> ::rolls out of bed, having inadvertently drifted off to sleep:: Cassie Granger -> See me off. ::quietly, nodding:: You're in good hands. You realize that, Commander? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Oh, a limited series of people are going to look into this Orion Syndicate and Coridan issue. The going may be slow, especially if some on the inside of the Federation are involved. John Randall -> ::grabs a bottle of flavored water from the stasis bin, and goes into the living area, popping a movie cube into the holovid player:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Department heads in conference room is fine. Let's say in 20 minutes. Gretchen Hanson -> ::in Sick Bay catching up on what went on while she was on Earth:: Cassie Granger -> ::nod:: Anastasia Poldara -> Ah, twenty minutes. Not enough time for a physical. Too bad…. Cmdr Rinax -> You got it captain. I'll make arrangements. Cmdr Rinax -> ::smirks at Anastasia:: I'm sure she could fit you in just afterwards. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I have to wonder if your previous mission is related to Coridan. One of the routes indicated on the map placed it very close. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Smirks.:: No relax. I already got her something. EddieFreeman -> ::paws in the darkened room for a light switch, eventually hitting one:: John Randall -> ::settles in to watch one of his favorite 20th century movies (Chuck Norris: Lone Wolf McQuade):: Hunter Matheson -> Oh...::sheepish grin:: Guess I owe you, then. Hunter Matheson -> ::stops:: Say... uh.. you mind if I check the manifest to see if the doc is aboard yet? H.G. Reed -> :: Turns her computer off and stands, exiting her quarters. :: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Smiles:: Well you did already save me from eating anymore MRE's. ::Nods, curious.:: Sure. Anastasia Poldara -> ::diplomatically withdraws to her station:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::speaks to the bridge officer, requesting a COM channel be open to each Department Head for her:: Cassie Granger -> ::nod going to answer that one, not sure what to say::: Hunter Matheson -> ::indicating a console close by:: Yeah. MREs. Straight out of the 21st century and just as old. Hunter Matheson -> ::nod:: 'scuse me a second, ma'am. Cmdr Rinax -> +Dept Heads+ Commander Rinax here. Requesting your presence in the conference room in no less than 20 minutes for the new mission briefing. Make necessary arrangements. Hunter Matheson -> ::steps to the console, pulling up the manifest:: Cmdr Rinax -> +Dept Heads+ And acknowledge this COM. John Randall -> ::enjoying the movie with some replicated popcorn:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::shoots Rinax a “thumbs up” from her station as she stares at the once-familiar controls:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::motions for the open COM to Dept Heads to e closed:: Cassie Granger -> ::hearing the call:: Pardon me, Commander. Cmdr Rinax -> ::nods to Ansatasia:: Gretchen Hanson -> +Rinax+ Sick Bay acknowledged Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Y-yeah. H.G. Reed -> :: Steps into TL. :: Bridge John Randall -> ::hears the announcement, but knowing he is not the department head, doesn't answer:: Cassie Granger -> +Rinax+ Captain Granger, Commander. Twenty minutes, conference room. EddieFreeman -> ::hears the call and begins to get ready:: Hunter Matheson -> ::page page page:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: He had more to say, but something got in the way.. all. of. the. time. :: Gretchen Hanson -> ::mumbles, "meetings"... Sets her padd down on the desk and leaves SB. Heads down the passageway to the nearest turbolift::: Hunter Matheson -> ::whew:: +MED+ Gunnery Sergeant Matheson to Doctor Hanson. Cmdr Rinax -> ::making some notes on her PADD - writing: Granger, Poldara, Hanson.... then frowns, since the list is rather thin:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Hok is walking to his quarters :: Cassie Granger -> ::stands:: I have time to walk you out, sir. Gretchen Hanson -> +Matheson+ Hanson here, Sergeant. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I will see you later before you are off. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: stands :: John Randall -> ::watching the movie, wondering what the new mission will be:: Hunter Matheson -> +Hanson+ Doc, I have papers from Pendleton Medical for you to sign off on so I can return to duty. You available? H.G. Reed -> :: Steps out of TL onto bridge, nodding to those on duty. Relieves Willis as she takes the NAV station. :: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Stands just down from Kal a bit to give him privacy.:: Cassie Granger -> ::by his side::door opens:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::to the Bridge COM officer:: Send a message in writing this time, to all of those that did not respond. Sign my name, so they get off their butts! Cmdr Rinax -> Bridge Com officer> Yes, Commander. ::does as requested:: Cassie Granger -> ;::is standing, therefore off her butt:: Gretchen Hanson -> +Matheson+ I'm on my way to the bridge, hopefully not long. Why don't you come by SB in about 45 minutes? EddieFreeman -> ::already on his way to the bridge:: Hunter Matheson -> +Hanson+ Roger that, ma'am. 45 minutes. Cmdr Rinax -> ::turns around and goes back to her chair, a bit frustrated:: Sometimes, I feelou that being 2nd in command doesn't hold any weight, Captain. I may have to forge your sig if I have to send a 3rd request. Hunter Matheson -> ::closing down the console, looks around for Sylvanis, spots her, sprints to catch up:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: walks with Cassie :: Hunter Matheson -> Hey. Got 45, then I need to ::thumbjerk:: get to sick bay. H.G. Reed -> :: Checks the sensors and mission course heading. :: John Randall -> ::inevitably nods off in front of the holovid as the movie plays:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::gives the TL her destination, spends the ride up thinking about Sgt. Matheson::: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I'm sorry if I side tracked your shoreleave EddieFreeman -> ::enters the bridge, and passes through to conference room, taking a seat:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Standing by the entrance to the Mess Hall.:: Alright. A quick bite then. Hunter Matheson -> You got it. Cassie Granger -> :spots the commander's security detail::it's hard to hide a jarhead; the haircut gives them away:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::frowns, seeing Freeman report for the meeting without checking in:: I"ll be right back, Sir. Cmdr Rinax -> ::goes into the conf room, stopping at the door so its only Freeman and her for a moment:: Mr Freeman. Is there a problem? Cassie Granger -> Didn't interrupt at all, sir. Earth's not my home. No family here, just some friends. Cassie Granger -> ::presses the lift call:: Cassie Granger -> ::holding the door for him::: Cassie Granger -> ::and his detail, nods to them:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::The TL deposits her on the bridge and heads for the conference room:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::makes his way to the conference room:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::blocking the Conference room from opening:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] About my.. breakdown at the new cabin.. EddieFreeman -> ::looking up, surprised:: I didn't think so, ma'am. Cmdr Rinax -> The request for this meeting, Mr Freeman, requested a response by department heads, to acknowledge. Your acknowledgement was not received. Cassie Granger -> ::escorts him to the walkway, listening:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Looks to see what's on the menu today. Can't understand half of it.:: Looks like burger and fries for me. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: thinks :: Perhaps I relived my experience too closely. Gretchen Hanson -> ::sees a crowd at the conference room entrance and pauses to discreetly survey the bridge::: Cmdr Rinax -> Please make sure it does not happen again. ::taps the door, allowing it to open/close freely:: Hunter Matheson -> ::not really looking at the menu, more at her:: Works for me, ma'am. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Joins the crowd in front of the conference room:: H.G. Reed -> :: Stands to enter the conference room. :: John Randall -> ::asleep on the sofa as the movie plays:: Hunter Matheson -> And.. uh.. if they have Coke, all the better. Hunter Matheson -> ::snaps out of it, realizing what he's doing:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: Right before they depart :: I have some things to arrange with your Mr. Hok. I will see you before the Challenger departs. Gretchen Hanson -> (those subliminal ads aren't going to work on you John if you're eyes are closed) Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods as she grabs a tray and starts collecting her food from the line.:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::steps to the table, checking that everything was put in order for the meeting - water, PADD's, adequate seating, etc:: Cassie Granger -> Of course, Commander. John Randall -> (that's the general idea, :) ) Cassie Granger -> ::snaps to, sharp salute, withdraws to the lift:: Bridge. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::enters the conference room, nods at everyone else there:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: Does one of those awkward nods before he continues on to Hok's quarters :: Gretchen Hanson -> ::finally enters as the bottleneck clears and finds her usual seat:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::pours herself a drink of water, turns to watch folks as they come in:: H.G. Reed -> :: Enters the conference room, takes a seat in the back. :: Cassie Granger -> ::exits, enters the conference room:: Cassie Granger -> ::acknowledging:: Commander, Captain (?). Cmdr Rinax -> ::notes Reed also entered, note entered on her PADD:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::nods to Granger:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::slips into the conference room:: Cassie Granger -> ::stands behind her chair until command sits:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods at Cass:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> All right, are we all here? Cmdr Rinax -> ::fills her glass to the top and moves to her chair:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Once she has a Coke on her tray, she moves to an empty table and sits.:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: knocks at Hok's :: Cmdr Rinax -> We are, Captain" Gretchen Hanson -> ::thinks all of her is here:: Hunter Matheson -> ::following, taking things, feeling awkward and a little foolish:: John Randall -> Davis> ::holding down the fort in ME while Freeman and Randall are absent:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods:: Okay then, let's get started. Hunter Matheson -> ::slips into the chair opposite:: Cassie Granger -> ::sits:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Looking at her tray of food.:: Not as good as the place you and the rest of Delta took me that one night, but it works. Hunter Matheson -> Heh. Yeah. Pretty cool place, that. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Dims the light and brings up the large display screen:: Our next mission will be bringing us to Tyrellia, located near the shared border between Federation, Romulan and Klingon space. Dyan Sylvanis -> What was it called again? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Eats a couple fries.:: Hunter Matheson -> So... ::fry in his mouth:: that's what I can't quite remember. H.G. Reed -> :: Taking notes. :: Hunter Matheson -> We got to Deep Six in the back streets of San Diego. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Tyrellia is a Federation aligned planet nearby. Recently, they have reported an upsurge of activity from both sides in the region from both the Klingons and Romulans. Hunter Matheson -> But it was on station somewhere, right? ::burger:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: Yeah, I can't remember much from that night. Cmdr Rinax -> ::making notes, "Tyrellia... middle of trouble" on her PADD:: Hunter Matheson -> ::snorts, mouth full, shakes his head:: Me either. Cptn Ja'Lale -> About two weeks ago, an outpost located nearby has stopped transmitting. We've been sent to investigate why. All efforts t raise the outpost have so far been unsuccessful. THe outpost has about 12 officers and serves primarily as a listening post to monitor Romulan and Klingon activity. Dyan Sylvanis -> I just remember getting yelled at by Madi sometime that evening or early morning. Hunter Matheson -> Just remember singing that song... gees. Dyan Sylvanis -> Or I think she was yelling. ::Sips her Coke.:: Cassie Granger -> ::listening, absorbing it all:: Hunter Matheson -> ::shrug:: Not much difference. Gretchen Hanson -> ::sighs, outpost, planet in the middle of trouble. Why can't they ever be in the middle of a beach?::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> We'll be headed to the outpost to investigate. It seems like a pretty straight-forward mission.. hopefully it'll stay that way. Cptn Ja'Lale -> way* Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions? Cassie Granger -> Captain, do we have eyes on Tyrellia? Cmdr Rinax -> Do we have any intelligence of trouble, sir? Cassie Granger -> ::waits for the commander:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Latest Intel reports didn't seem to suggest so. H.G. Reed -> :: Typing away while listening. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> The outpost is located on a small rocky moon, in a system without any notable resources. Gretchen Hanson -> ::like electricity for the transmitters?::: Hunter Matheson -> ::devouring his burger after enduring inpatient food:: Hunter Matheson -> ::maybe inhaling is a better word:: Hunter Matheson -> ::moves on to the fries and Coke:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Grins as she watches him go.:: Hunter Matheson -> So.. next time we go to Deep Six. Cmdr Rinax -> ::motions to Grangers question (Do we have eyes on Tyrellia"::: Hunter Matheson -> It can get pretty wild there, specially when the squids show. Squids and Jarheads don't mix. Hunter Matheson -> ::dip dip munch:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Smirks.:: So I've noticed. Especially when the drinks start flowing. Cptn Ja'Lale -> We do have a base there yes, stationed by Federation officers. Starbase 179 is also near Tyrellia as well. Hunter Matheson -> Yeah. But they got first rate bands, games, other stuff you might be interested in. Cassie Granger -> ::nod:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Oh really? Cmdr Rinax -> So, captain, we will just show up and take a look around? Hunter Matheson -> ::grin:: Yeah. Ever play ArmA? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes, that's correct, and report back why they're not responding. Hunter Matheson -> We get really serious over that. Might think you're actually in a war. Cmdr Rinax -> Could we send a probe in beforehand, perhaps to find things that a Federation Ship approaching wouldn't normally see? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Thinks for a moment.:: Mmm...No I don't think so. Hunter Matheson -> Sniper game. Radical. Epic. Cptn Ja'Lale -> I suppose we could, yes. Cmdr Rinax -> ::nods and makes more notes on her PADD:: Hunter Matheson -> ::arms cross, finished eating, leaning on the table:: What kind of stuff you interested in, besides ::hand motion:: Flying. Cmdr Rinax -> ::glances around the table, her questions all asked:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Is that all the questions for today? ::Looks around as well:: Okay, meeting is adjourned. Please head back to your stations and prepare for departure. Cassie Granger -> ::stands, steps back from her station, sharp withdrawal:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> If you do have any more questions or feedback, please let me know. Cmdr Rinax -> Thank you, Captain. Everyone? ::pushes her chair back, and waits for others to go first:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> We should be arriving there in about three days. Cassie Granger -> ::on her way out:: +MARDET+ Rig for departure. Gretchen Hanson -> ::joins the queue leaving:: H.G. Reed -> :: Stands, taking her notes. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Hunter Matheson -> ::pause:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Great job, everyone.. TBS will be 3 days with us arriving at Tyrellia at the start of our sim. Any questions before we dismiss? Cptn Ja'Lale -> If not, then sim is dismissed. I hope you all have a great week and see you next Sunday!

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Last time, the Challenger crew were enjoying their shoreleave on Earth. Captain Ja'Lale has received details for the next mission from Admiral Johnson. Shoreleave however will still continue. Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS was 6 hours. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ANy questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Hunter Matheson -> ::with Sylvanis:: John Randall -> ::in his brother's private craft, heading for his homeworld of Centaurus to spend time with his family:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::setting a new land-based record for the most shops having shoe sales:: Cassie Granger -> ::in the Canadian Rockies, undisclosed location:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Smiles as she brings out two medium sized crates out for Kal to see.:: Derrick Sabin -> ::back on board ship, worn down with 48 hours of non-stop sightseeing:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::walking around the streets of San Francisco, enjoying some downtime after his meeting with Admiral Johnson:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: Still walking with Cassie somewhere in Alberta :: Hunter Matheson -> ::turns:: What's that? Cmdr Rinax -> ::on the bridge, watching the crew check back in:: John Randall -> Rick> ::in the pilot's seat:: So, how long do you have, big brother? Dyan Sylvanis -> My toys. ::She pops them open, revealing a couple of back pack like devices. Picking one up, she straps it onto her back and makes sure it's secure.:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::lugs her purchases around, wonders if she'll have to beam back up via the cargo transport:: Hunter Matheson -> ::watching:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::frowns, getting a ton of requests for cargo hold space:: Cassie Granger -> ::At the end of the path there is lodge is just being finished. It looks like it's livable:: John Randall -> ::shrugs:: A few days at most; I think the captain is still waiting on orders for our next mission. Cassie Granger -> *is a lodge Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] What is that ahead? Cassie Granger -> Main building. Those others are campers' cabins, still to go up. ::nods:: Farther down the path, here, our campers are camping out. Derrick Sabin -> ::cleans up in his quarters, changes from civvies back into a uniform::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::walking down the Pier, near the port:: John Randall -> Rick> ::glances over at him:: Good, one of the manifolds in this thing is giving me trouble; I can't seem to locate where it is. Take a look at it for me, huh? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Smirks.:: No one ever told you why they really call me Silverhawk. Bet you thought it was just because of the hair. ::Spreads her arms out, and metallic wings emerge from the pack.:: Cmdr Rinax -> Gosh at this rate, we are going to run out of space in the cargo hold. ::chuckles:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I just had a small cabin.. this seems a lot of work. Hunter Matheson -> Whoa... ::yeah, he's impressed:: Cassie Granger -> ::steps::then onto the porch:: Watch your step, Commander. Dyan Sylvanis -> These are Melondri made. Most teenage Melondri get these when they are old enough to fly. Cassie Granger -> ::door swings open, monitored by a "camper":: John Randall -> ::smiles:: You always did have a ulterior motive for everything, little brother. ::dodges a punch from Rick, laughing:: Hunter Matheson -> So, they really fly? Gretchen Hanson -> ::sweet-talks a mag-lev out of the cargo bay tech and uses it to float her bundles down the passageway to her quarters:: Hunter Matheson -> I mean, you fly with them on? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: Nearly topples as she advised him not to. :: Hunter Matheson -> Like ::flaps:: a bird? Cassie Granger -> ::steadying him:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Do they have coffee in this place? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: Hating being so fragile, but could not think of a better person to help. Cassie Granger -> Was just going to mention it. ::turns:: Sergeant? ::he moves off after securing the door:: John Randall -> ::Rick comes in sight of the Centauran spacedock; coordinates with the tower, and lands the craft; it's mid-afternoon on Centaurus:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Laughs:: No. Like this. ::Shoots off into the sky with a burst of from the pack. She does a couple quick turns and loops before coming back down.:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::wandering the decks of Challenger, avoiding sickbay:: Cassie Granger -> Rustic furniture, open beam made from local forest wood. Hunter Matheson -> :::whoa:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::sends a message to the Captain:: "What's ETA for the ship to disembark? I will alert the crew that haven't returned from shoreleave. Cargo space is at a premium this shopping trip." Cassie Granger -> But very comfortable. ::assisting him to the couch:: John Randall -> Rick> You bring your sunglasses, Johnny? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: Nods :: Hunter Matheson -> That's like... Captain America, right? John Randall -> ::nods, taking a pair out of his civilian shirt pocket, and puts them on:: Cassie Granger -> Sgt> ::puts a mug next to Morrison, one for Granger:: Hunter Matheson -> It's.. frickin' awesome. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Confused.:: Like who? ::The wings retract back into the back.:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Thanks. Hunter Matheson -> Oh, this Captain America. Something from a couple centuries ago. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] So.. where was I? John Randall -> ::the brothers exit the craft, and head for the terminal; much to John's surprise, his mother is there; he runs to her, and they hug:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Was he a Marine? Hunter Matheson -> Had these things that help him.. Hunter Matheson -> Don't remember. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: takes a drink :: Cassie Granger -> Naussicans, taking you underground. Cassie Granger -> brb John Randall -> Denise> Johnny, it's so good to have you home, son. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Grabs the other pack, holding it up for Kal.:: Give it a try? Hunter Matheson -> Uh.. sure. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Right. So they escorted me to an underground facility to fix an extraction machine. John Randall -> It's good to be here, Mom. You look wonderful. ::kisses her on cheek:: Cassie Granger -> ::relaxes, listening while she sips:: Hunter Matheson -> ::fumbling a little, trying to figure it out:: This thing safe without training? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Grins.:: Don't worry this one has been set to starter power levels. It won't go as near as fast as mine. ::Helps Kal put it on.:: John Randall -> ::the family walk to their ground car, Rick hops into the pilot's seat, and they whiz off:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] There were a lot of weary people walking about. The foreman came over, said his name was Devlin, Darin.. something. Hunter Matheson -> Yeah. Like Wings for Dummies. ::grin, liking the help:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I was going further into the operation. They looked so tired. Cassie Granger -> Weary? As in worn out, over worked? Tired. Hunter Matheson -> ::wiggle:: Kind of awkward. Take long to learn to use it? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Not like they were slaves, just overworked., John Randall -> ::five miles later, they pull up in front of the Randall homestead; John stares at the house, memories running through his head:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::receives the comm from Cdr Rinax:: +Rinax+ We should be ready to disembark in a few days. Dyan Sylvanis -> Not really. Like I said most children get these. ::Starts going through the hand controls and arm and body movements. The gets to the last part.:: Most important, and this is absolutely last resort. ::Points to the ripcord on left shoulder.:: This is the emergency chute. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] So, they moved me past a large door then to an even larger extraction unit.. look like it had no power. Cmdr Rinax -> +Captain+ Ahh, you are available. Great! I'll alert the crew. Any other refits coming our way or inventory? Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Rinax+ Quite a lot of supplies we're getting eh John Randall -> ::they exit the ground car, and walk into the house:: Hunter Matheson -> Emergency chute. Got it. Dyan Sylvanis -> Got everything? Hunter Matheson -> Guess so. Cmdr Rinax -> +Captain+ Not exactly Challenger supplies, sir. Most of them are personal cargo storage requests~! ::chuckles:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Smirks.:: You'll be fine. ::Hands him a helmet.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::checking out the controls:: So why don't we have this in Fleet? Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Rinax+ ::chuckles:: So, I see. Hunter Matheson -> ::pull, tuck:: John Randall -> ::looks around as he enters:: This is just as I remember it, Mom. ::shakes his head:: I don't know how you do it. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I went to work.. Maybe an hour had passed, perhaps two. Cassie Granger -> ::watches his expressions:: Cmdr Rinax -> +Captain+ I will find room, until they all arrive. Then they will have to make room in their quarters. We'll make things ship-shape for when you return. Anything else I can do for you? John Randall -> Denise> Well, go put your things away, darling, and I'll make us some tea. Dyan Sylvanis -> I'm not really sure. But being an Ace pilot and leader of a squadron, I pulled some strings and had a special feature installed in Shadow 1 before coming to Challenger. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Rinax+ There should be enough space in the bays for their stuff. Cmdr Rinax -> +Captain+ Acknowledged, sir. John Randall -> ::nods, and walks down the hall to his bedroom; shakes his head again as he enters, it was almost as though he never left:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] The repair was going to take a bit of time. But things did not seem on the up and up. Too many guards. Not a Federation operation, or Coridan for that matter. Cmdr Rinax -> ::prays no one brings on board the proverbial elephant:: Hunter Matheson -> So...I press this button? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Steps back a little bit to give Kal some space, then puts on a pair of flight goggles.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::goggles?:: John Randall -> ::puts his things away, and goes back to the living area, then goes out onto the back deck, and sits in his favorite lawn chair:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Yes now open your arms and then do a liftoff motion. Hunter Matheson -> ::flips down the visor for goggles:: Hunter Matheson -> Flap. Hunter Matheson -> ::flaps:: Hunter Matheson -> Whoa... ::as he rises:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: sips :: I needed a sample, figure if Starfleet can intercept a vessel heading to one of the coordinates on that map perhaps the two can be linked. I said I needed to get on the sorting side of the machine. John Randall -> ::his mother brings him a glass of sugar-free peach tea, his favorite, and sits in a chair next to him:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Smiles.:: There you go. ::Takes of as well, soaring straight up over the trees.:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I poked :: he smiled :: around to see if I could find something like a sample to bring back with me, Hunter Matheson -> ::looks down, then takes off after her:: John Randall -> Denise> So, how long can you stay, honey? ::sips her tea:: Cassie Granger -> Sample of the soil? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] After a bit of fishing around I found a small crystal John Randall -> ::drains half his glass in one big gulp:: Not sure, Mom; the captain was supposed to be receiving orders for our next mission. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Since the mineral formed around the same time in the same place we could identify the rest sitting in a cargo vessel by a quick comparison process. John Randall -> Denise> Well, hopefully it won't be too soon. It's good to have you here, Johnny; you've been away too long. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Taps the earbud she has on to activate the comm to Kal's helmet.:: Best thing about these is they adapt. The jet doesn't run constantly. It will allow you to glide. Hunter Matheson -> ::soar... dip... flip... Immelmann:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I hopped out and fixed the machine, then before I was escorted to the surface a guard saw the dilithium fall out of my pocket. Cassie Granger -> ::pretty much knows the result of that one:: John Randall -> ::nods:: I do miss being here sometimes, Mom. But, I love my job, too. I'm the assistant chief engineer now. Hunter Matheson -> So..I'm supposed to glide. ::glides, barrell roll: John Randall -> Denise> ::shakes her head:: You've come a long way in a short time, son. I'm very proud of you. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] They did not know if I was a spy, thief... but they wanted to find out. Cassie Granger -> Why would they think you were a spy? John Randall -> Thanks, Mom. So, tell me what's been going on with you. ::listens and sips his tea as his mother fills him in on the latest around McIverton:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Is quite impressed.:: Not always. ::Her jets open up as she zooms past Kal.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::zooms to keep up:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I don't know, perhaps they'd had problems earlier with infiltration Hunter Matheson -> ::comes along side:: We need these in Fleet. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Then they did this... :: Morrison stood up and began to remove his shirt :: John Randall -> Denise> Now, Johnny, I want to ask you something. You tell me about that mission you went on to Vulcan. I heard rumors that there were Romulans there. You tell me. ::looks at him sternly:: Cassie Granger -> ::cup down, forward lean:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: The lashes were pronounced. Doctors said he could go back later for better construction :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::adding to the Challenger's cargobays full of useless stuff, Captain Ja'Lale emerges from a local shopping plaza with some bags full of stuff: Cassie Granger -> Looks like Naussican work. Cmdr Rinax -> ::sends a message to the Challenger Crew, but not by COMM:: "The USS Challenger requests your presence when we depart in approx 67 hours. Please have all of your gear aboard and be ready to shove off in 65 hours." - signed Cmdr E. Rinax. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I would not answer their questions.. :: he shook while continuing to speak :: John Randall -> ::sighs:: Mom, that mission was classified top secret by Admiral Baldwin. I'd be breaking my oath if I were to tell you. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Yes it does. Dyan Sylvanis -> It would make things a little easier, wouldn't it? ::Rises and rols over to Kal's other side with ease.:: Cassie Granger -> You've seen Starfleet medical? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: He put his shirt back on loosely :: I would not tell them.... I would not tell them anything. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::just has the larger stuff transported to his quarters:: Dyan Sylvanis -> *rolls Cmdr Rinax -> ((Then you'd have to shoot her, Randall. LOL)) Hunter Matheson -> Yeah. ::childlike grin:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Shopping for useless souvenirs you'll forget about and will collect dust in the back closet is something everyone does visiting cities like these. John Randall -> ::his communicator chirps, and pulls it out of his pocket, reads the text message from Rinax:: Well, I have about 2 days here, Mom, then I have to report back to Challenger. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: nodded :: I am to see them again in a week. After all of the broken bones and lashes you think that would be more pain than one could bare :: Cassie Granger -> Sgt> ::approaches, waiting:: Cassie Granger -> We all have a breaking point. Yes, Sergeant? Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::reads the message from Rinax:: That's about right. +Rinax+ Hey, don't forget to take some time off yourself. Cassie Granger -> Sgt> Message from Challenger, Captain. ::hands it to her:: Cmdr Rinax -> +Captain+ I"m square this shoreleave, thanks Captain. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] It's the...the memories that hurt the most. :: waits :: John Randall -> Denise> ::pouts:: Oh, I was hoping it would be longer. ::sighs:: But, at least you're here for 2 days. We'll just have to make the most of it. ::smiles at him:: Cassie Granger -> ::nods to the Sergeant:: Send an acknowledgement. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Good news? Cassie Granger -> We have 67 hours to report. Cassie Granger -> Little under 3 days. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +RInax+ All right. Sounds good, see you in 67 hours then. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: His heart sank like a pair of cement shoes :: Dyan Sylvanis -> :;Doesn't see the message as her comm is in the tent, and she flying in the air.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::likewise:: John Randall -> ::finishes his tea, and hears his brother call for him:: Well, I promised Rick I'd look at his plasma manifold for him. We're going to the dock, Mom. Should be back in about 2 hours. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I'll have to make due then. Cmdr Rinax -> +Captain+ Good travels, Capt. Cassie Granger -> ::sits back:: Personnel here will take good care of you, Commander. If you need a doctor, we can furnish that. At this point, it's best you don't report anywhere. John Randall -> Denise> All right, you two be careful. I'll start supper while you're gone. ::kisses him as she rises out of her chair, and goes into the house:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Hops onto his hoverbike for a nice roadtrip down the Pacific Coast Highway:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I wondered if I would need to change my appearance. Cmdr Rinax -> ::alerts the crew:: +Shipwide+ We will disembark in 67 hours. Crew on shoreleave have been asked to get onboard within 65. Please prepare for the onslaught of a full compliment during that time. Cassie Granger -> They'll contact you if it's necessary. The sergeant, here, is your personal... bodyguard, for lack of a better word. John Randall -> ::sits a moment longer, staring out at the landscape beyond the back yard:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Does a few twists and turns as she climbs.:: Hunter Matheson -> What's the max altitude for this? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I wish you could stay... you are the only one I really trust. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Well, maybe that Hok fellow Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::merges with traffic and begins to head down the coast south:: John Randall -> ::gets out of his chair, and meets his brother at the ground car; they zoom off toward town:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::glad for the news of departure, disappointed it's not sooner::: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: He held her hand for a moment with a frightened look in his eye, then let go :: Cassie Granger -> ::strange, but she understands:: Staying behind isn't an option for me, Commander. Orders beyond my pay grade. Cassie Granger -> As for Hok, he's not trained. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] We all have duties to perform. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] No, and too talkative Cassie Granger -> ::grin:: I'll grant you that. Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> Great job everyone... So, unless you want to continue your shoreleave activities in sim, our TBS will be 65 hours with crew ready to head back to the Challenger as we begin our 10th anniversary!

Chirakis -> =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis -> =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Cassie Granger -> ::Camp Pendleton, walking towards Morrison's quarters:: Hunter Matheson -> ::in the looney bin:: H.G. Reed -> :: Still working in the stables. :: Hunter Matheson -> ::or maybe going through tests:: Cassie Granger -> ::enters VIP barracks, more like a 5 star hotel:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Sitting quietly in his spartan quarters :: Cassie Granger -> ::up to level four, steps out:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: So is Morrison :: Gretchen Hanson -> (since I've been absent the last 3 weeks, I'll be off visiting friends somewhere) Cassie Granger -> ::credentials to the guards at Morrison's doors:: Cassie Granger -> ::knock:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::At a remote campgrounds, finishing setting up a camp. Sighs as she looks around, noting how quiet it is. She sends Kal another text.:: I have a camp all set up, so peaceful and quiet. Sending you the coordinates for whenever you get out. ::Coordinates attached.:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Enter Hunter Matheson -> ::in his bunk, thinking about atmo craft and one.... uh.. pilot:: Cassie Granger -> ::enters:: Commander. Hunter Matheson -> ::jerks at the ping:: Hunter Matheson -> ::broad smile:: "Sweet" H.G. Reed -> :: Mucking out stalls. :: Artemis -> ::Debating whether or not he wants to leave the ship again....: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: Stands :: Captain! :: Hits his knees on the table: Oof! :: Come in. Hunter Matheson -> ::second thought:: Shouldn't be too long. Maybe tomorrow. Cassie Granger -> No need to stand for me, Commander. Cassie Granger -> Please, sir. Relax. Have some things to talk about. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Right Right :: sits back down :: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I had fogotten you mentioned you'd stop by. Cassie Granger -> ::glance at the facility:: If it's not a good time, I can come back. Dyan Sylvanis -> Ugh. ::Replies back.:: Well hurry up. ::Looking around.:: This is actually kind of boring by myself. Hunter Matheson -> ::sigh:: Hear ya. It's more than boring in here. Think they're almost finished picking my brain, though. So, yeah.. tomorrow. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] It's always a good time to see you. I enjoy the mystery. Sit.... :: gets to a small beverage maker :: Tea? H.G. Reed -> :: Shovel in hand, humming. :: Cassie Granger -> Tea's fine. ::sits, watching his gait, wondering at his physical condition and if he'll stand up to what she has in mind:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Good. I'll have everything ready then. Hunter Matheson -> I'll be there soon as I'm released. Think it's only an hour by shuttle. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: Makes some tea for Cass :: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Is this about the grand cabin plan you thought of, but did not have to? Cassie Granger -> ::grin:: You really have me pegged, don't you, sir. Cassie Granger -> But, it's going to be cabins, not a cabin. Cassie Granger -> Initial plans got an override from brass. They had something else in mind, but I need to run it by you. It's your property, your call. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Cabins? Oh right. Hunter Matheson -> ::kicking himself for getting into trouble:: H.G. Reed -> :: Moves on to the next stall. :: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Surprised they are entertaining the idea. I was happy to stay on Earth in a large hole with a stream running through it. Cassie Granger -> Well, that's not exactly secure. And from what I understand you need a little security now. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: frowns :: Yeah, I should be dead now. Cassie Granger -> ::listening:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: his voice started to tremble :: They broke me bad.. Starfleet counted 23 bones.. Hunter Matheson -> ::half wondering what everyone else is doing. beach? skiing?::: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] In another time, perhaps not long ago, I'd not recovered. I could not see my eyes were so swollen shut. Cassie Granger -> Any idea why they let you go? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I had nothing for them, could not tell them anything because I knew so little. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I don't know.. something may have scared them off, enough to not risk getting caught. My death may have sparked a deeper investigate by Starfleet Intelligence. Cassie Granger -> Which means they don't know anything. Cassie Granger -> You could be right. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: lightly taps Cassie's hand :: Enough about me, what have you got? :: he took a good helping of his tea :: Cassie Granger -> ::pulls her slate with the schematics for the area:: They want it to look like a wilderness resort. Several cabins with the main cabin resembling your original home. Gretchen Hanson -> (I'm off. See you next week. Hope we have a mission by then) Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: He felt the tea may not be quite strong enough :: H.G. Reed -> :: Smiles at her cousin as he walks by, dragging a bale of hay. :: Cassie Granger -> The original plan was to rebuild the cabin with outbuildings. They nixed that one. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Too costly? Cassie Granger -> No. It didn't make sense. Cassie Granger -> Too many questions. Not enough answers. Cassie Granger -> Why would you return to the cabin if you were nearly killed there? Cassie Granger -> Why would you rebuild, especially after Coridan? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Right... I really like the area, and to most they don't know about it. Cassie Granger -> Which makes it perfect for a wilderness cabin area. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I've been very distracted after what happened.. :: thinks :: Another location? Cassie Granger -> Another location for what, exactly, sir Hunter Matheson -> txt: So what's for supper? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I thought they would choose another location. Cassie Granger assigned my bodyguard? Cassie Granger -> ::studies him a long moment:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: That's something he could drink to, but he'd never ever say that :: Cassie Granger -> It's a tempting proposition, Commander, but my MOS is a little different than DS. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Nice of you to think I was serious. So, what do they have planned? Cassie Granger -> ::passes the slate:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: Looks at the slate :: Cassie Granger -> Tier One SOG base, masquerading as cabins in the woods. Cassie Granger -> Perfect for several things, one of which is training. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Smirks.:: MREs for now. I didn't really plan too far ahead. Hunter Matheson -> ::thinking trout, maybe BBQ, or a couple other things he hasn't had in a while:: Hunter Matheson -> ::gag:: I'll bring real food. Deal? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] This is quite grand Cassie Granger -> :::nod:: So you approve? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: Nods :: Certainly a lot more secure than a tiny wooden cabin. Dyan Sylvanis -> Absolutely. Cassie Granger -> Oh, it'll be secure all right. But you won't ever see what's inside; you won't be able to. Hunter Matheson -> Pendleton has a great commissary. Let me know what you want, I'll bring. Cassie Granger -> Anyone passing by will think that everyone there is just out for a vacation. Chirakis -> (two minutes) Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I guess the location provides good traiing grounds, but I guess I should not know the exact location either. Cassie Granger -> ::nod:: Exactly. Dyan Sylvanis -> Surprise me. Hunter Matheson -> ::broad grin:: Hunter Matheson -> You got it. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Have they started already? Cassie Granger -> They have. Going over tomorrow. You up to it? Chirakis -> (last words) Chirakis -> =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis -> =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis -> 8/31/14 Chirakis -> Thank you.

Update: TBS is 6 hours.