STSF Jami

Cptn Ja'Lale -> The Challenger is back in Earth after their assignment on Bolarus and are now on leave for a week or two. Two minutes has passed since last week, as the crew are back on Earth for a brief respite before taking on whatever assignment is next. Any questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cassie Granger -> (use a symbol for anything?) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Use @ if you are still on the Challenger) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Or # If you are not on Earth or the Challenger) Hunter Matheson -> ::at Pendleton Medical, definitely on earth:: John Randall -> @::with spacesuit on, goes EVA outside the ship to check on the spacedock team recharging the port nacelle:: EddieFreeman -> @ ::stuffing tools into a duffel bag, occasionally glancing at the PADD:: H.G. Reed -> :: In a stable, combing a horse. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::at his condo in Mission Bay which overlooks the ocean. Unpacks, before his appointment to Starfleet Command:: Cassie Granger -> #::on the station with Morrison:: Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] You look good Cassie. Better than me. Anastasia Poldara -> #::on her way to the Challenger airlock:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::steps out into the balcony of his 36th floor suite, overlooking the Bay and the Pacific:: Cassie Granger -> # Looks like you've seen some action, Commander. John Randall -> @::watches the teamwork, communicating with them over the suit comlink:: Artemis -> # ::Still stuck on Spacedock, in Admiral Falworth's office, waiting to be spoken to:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::On Earth, Dayton Ohio to be specific. Killing time by walking through the Air Force museum there.:: Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] Yes. :: Looking around :: H.G. Reed -> :: Singing softly, in soothing tones as she combs. :: Cassie Granger -> # ::leads him into Wahlburger's, where she knows a few:: EddieFreeman -> @ ::grabs duffel, checking sidearm, and slipping PADD into bag before making the long walk down to the hangar:: Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] :: He stood looking at her. Something had happened to him on Coridan :: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Looking around at all the now antique jets and planes. Some of them were quite impressive.:: Cassie Granger -> # ::on the station, now at Wahlburger's:: Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] I could use a drink. :: He clutched his cane and sat down :: H.G. Reed -> :: Pauses for a moment to take a drink of water, then continues. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Sighs:: Well, better head over. John Randall -> @::the team finishes their work; moves in to inspect:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::heads out to the elevators:: Anastasia Poldara -> #::reaches the Challenger airlock:: Cassie Granger -> # I could, too, Commander. We'll make it water, tea, or soda. Your choice. Cmdr Rinax -> @::continues on the bridge, watching people leave the ship for leave, and watches other folks come onboard for repairs and restocking:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Presses the down button:: Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] Tea. So how did your OP go? Anastasia Poldara -> #::enters the airlock, exchanging her # for an @:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Notices a few few stray glances her way. Must be the hair, since her meds are current. Smirks as she keeps walking, though she already longs to be elsewhere.:: Cassie Granger -> # It went. ::orders two teas as the waiter passes by and asks to speak to the owner:: John Randall -> @::finishes inspecting, gives the team a thumbs up, and they all head back to the engineering airlock:: Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] You know people here? Artemis -> # ::The Admiral finally sets down his coffee and turns around:: Adm. Falworth> Returned my shuttle, yet, Ensign? Oh wait! ::The Admiral mock laughs:: You can't, because you destroyed it Cassie Granger -> # :;smiles:: Sure do. Matt Wahlburg. Opened the place a few years back. EddieFreeman -> @ ::enters the hangar, looking at the shuttle he'd been sent to peek at:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::heads to his spot in the parking garage to his Harley-Davidson hoverbike and drives out of his spot:: H.G. Reed -> :: Finishes combing her horse and leads him back into his stall. Hums as she heads to the tack room. :: John Randall -> @::heads for the equipment room, strips off his spacesuit, puts it in the recycler, and leaves; strides into engineering, heading for the main console:: Cassie Granger -> # ::waiter brings their drinks, and across the way she spots a familiar face:: Cassie Granger -> # Matt> Hey, Cass! Long time no see! And you brought a friend. ::Morrison:: Should I be jealous? Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] :: He turned a bit red :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::presses the throttle as the bike gains altitude and merges into the traffic of the skyway:: Cassie Granger -> # Matt> ::grinning, to Morrison:: Matt Wahlburg, owner. I've known her for a long time. Just friends. No offense. John Randall -> @::sits down in a chair and takes out his communicator:: +Freeman+ Randall to Freeman. Artemis -> # ::Can't help the eye-roll, which is not missed by the Admiral who steps around the desk:: Adm. Falworth> You're lucky to still have a career in Starfleet, Ensign, so drop the attitude Hunter Matheson -> ::checking in:: Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] It's fine :: extends his injured hand :: Name's Hal. Anastasia Poldara -> @::enters a TL and goes to the bridge:: EddieFreeman -> @ ::still looking at the shuttle - takes out his communicator and flips it open:: +Randall+ Freeman here. What's up? H.G. Reed -> :: drags a bucket of soapy water over next to a three legged stool. Sits down and neg H.G. Reed -> begins cleaning tact. :: Cassie Granger -> # Matt> ::takes the hand, shaking it gently:: Good to meet you, Hal. Can I get you two anything special? The special is operational at the moment. Cmdr Rinax -> @::flips on a very low level music pod for her chair only, before she falls asleep since it's so quiet around Challenger:: John Randall -> @ +Freeman+ The port nacelle is fully charged, Chief. I should tell you I'm getting ready to leave the ship. Admiral Jason Baldwin wants to see me. Cassie Granger -> # ::nodding:: Sounds good, Matt. Wait a while, though. Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] :: nods :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Doesn't take long to reach the Starfleet HQ, and descends to the parking lot:: Artemis -> # Sir, why am I here? I thought the everything about the shuttle incident had been settled by the Tribunal? Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] Not been Earthside yet I take it? I have not been. Not exactly anywhere to go. Cabin, as you know, is shot. EddieFreeman -> @+Randall+ Really? All right. ::doesn't bother asking why - he'd know if he was cleared to know:: Thanks for letting me know. And good luck with Baldwin. Cassie Granger -> # ::pulls her slate, taps a few notes, then puts it down:: Cassie Granger -> # Yes, the cabin is shot. But there's a plan, if you're of a mind. Anastasia Poldara -> @::enters the bridge:: John Randall -> @ +Freeman+ Acknowledged. Randall out. ::flips the communicator shut, gets up, and heads for the engineering doors:: Cmdr Rinax -> @::humming to a melody from the music:: Cassie Granger -> # I wasn't sure if you wanted to keep it that way, or rebuild? Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Whereabouts in Canada was that cabin again? It was BC wasn't it? Just curious.) Cmdr Rinax -> @::so engrossed in the music, doesn't notice anastasia come in:: H.G. Reed -> :: Continues to sing, obviously happy and carefree. :: EddieFreeman -> @ ::shuts his communicator and begins scanning the vessel he was asked to look at:: Cassie Granger -> (BC) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Ahh.. Whistler probably?) Cassie Granger -> (Undisclosed location, Captain.) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (ahh lol) John Randall -> @::exits engineering, and heads for the TL, stepping in as it arrives:: Deck 10. Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] I have not looked into it, was going to assess. Cassie Granger -> # ::pulls her slate again, half watching the door as their tails wander in:: Anastasia Poldara -> @::sneaking up on Rinax inadvertently:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::heads towards HQ after checking in with security:: Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] :: drinks his tea :: Hmm, nice and hot. Cmdr Rinax -> @::turns her head as she begins directing the aria... just in time to see Anastasis, and jumps... of course, quits directing/singing too:: Ep... Artemis -> # ::The Admiral leans forward, the tip of his nose just inches away:: Adm. Falworth> I don't care what the Tribunal decided, I'm watching you. You screw up this much ::He holds his thumb and forefinger of his right hand up, almost touching:: And I'll have you spending the next ten years in a Klingon penal mine Cassie Granger -> # I have a few ideas. ::she opens a file and flicks to the architect's drawings:: Cmdr Rinax -> @ Anastasia... sorry, engrossed in... mind numbing things here. How is it going? Cassie Granger -> # ::reverses the slate so he can see it:: Look familiar? John Randall -> @::the lift deposits him on deck ten; steps out, and heads to the transporter room; enters, and steps up onto the dais, looks over at the operator:: Beam me to Starfleet Intelligence HQ in San Francisco. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Finishes with the tour. She sighs as her plans to visit air museums may turn into a bust. She'd rather be flying them instead of watching. Watching was boring.:: Cassie Granger -> (bah.. Alberta. Just checked.) Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::heads up to Admiral Johnson's office:: H.G. Reed -> :: Scrubbing away and contemplating why she left this life to join Starfleet. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> (lol. Lots of mountains there) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (and BC too for that matter) Anastasia Poldara -> @::puts on her smile:: I'm back. It seems like it was just yesterday. Cassie Granger -> (Lots) Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] :: Looks :: Yes... Cass... I don't know what to say. This looks way more complicated than what I had. Cmdr Rinax -> @I was happy to see your name on the roster again. Congrats! Have you checked in with everyone? John Randall -> @::shimmers out of existence, and rematerializes in front of SI HQ; sighs, and goes in:: Anastasia Poldara -> @ No, you're the first one I’ve seen. I suspect most of them have scampered off already. Cassie Granger -> # Complicated for good reason. We have a lot to discuss, Commander. But not here. EddieFreeman -> @ ::looks around the vessel for a door:: Hunter Matheson -> ::dumps his sea bag on the bunk in his temp quarters, then slumps down, not happy with what's probably going to happen tomorrow:: Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] Don't call me Commander... Captain. But..if it makes you comfortable. Artemis -> # ::The Admiral moves back towards the window, and gestures his dismissal, which the Ensign is quick to take, gathering his stuff and getting out of the office as fast as possible:: Cmdr Rinax -> @Yes, we had a huge list going for leave this round. I think most were getting near burnout. Have a seat, tell me what you've been up to? John Randall -> ::walks up to the receptionist, and tells her he's here to see Adm. Baldwin; is told to go right in:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::A quick turbolift ride later, he found himself at Admiral Johnson's office, who was filling for Admiral Middleton who was on vacation:: Cassie Granger -> # Okay. ::grins:: Hal. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Presses le chime and is admitted in a few seconds later, Ja'Lale waves:: Good morning, Admiral. H.G. Reed -> :: Smiles at her cousin, Emerson, who comes in for a bridle, but neither speak, engrossed in their thoughts and tasks. :: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::She wanted to play with her "toys" but she had to wait for Kal to get out, or it wouldn't be as fun. Sighs as she starts figuring out things she could do tillt hen.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::thinking about Sylvanis and her toys, and other things:: Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] How are you getting down to the planet? John Randall -> Baldwin> ::Baldwin stands as John enters, and smiles:: Lieutenant Randall, thank you for coming; have a seat. ::waves to an empty chair:: Cassie Granger -> # Haven't decided yet. You? Anastasia Poldara -> @::sits:: Oh, you know, stuff. The Daystrom Institute thought they saw promise in some of my ideas. Cassie Granger -> # Anyway...::leans back as Matt returns, bringing the "special":: Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] I just need to be planetside again.. :: looks up :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Johnson> Morning, Farouk. Welcome back to Earth again. Hope your flght back as nice. John Randall -> Thank you, sir. ::sits down:: So, why am I here, Admiral? Cmdr Rinax -> @::broad smile:: Daystrom... really forward thinking. I'm glad they let you return to us... sometimes they get a hold of a good person like you and they want to entice you to stay forever. Cassie Granger -> # Matt> ::leans close, smiling:: CIA. Let 'em have their fun. Artemis -> # ::Heads back to the ship, any plans he had on the surface basically pushed from his mind:: Cassie Granger -> # (w) Thanks. And extra fries. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yeah, it was nice, thanks. I trust you've received our reports from Admiral Middleton? Cmdr Rinax -> @Did they give you time to complete your ideas? John Randall -> Baldwin> ::hands John a folder, a slightly thick one at that:: Open that, and read for a few minutes, Mr. Randall, then we'll talk. Cassie Granger -> # ::turns back to Morrison as Matt moves on:: CIA never did make good tails. Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] They are an old old organization, set in their ways. H.G. Reed -> :: Finishes scrubbing and starts drying the metal bits. :: John Randall -> ::surprised at the archaic folder, thinks to himself, 'This must REALLY be private'; opens it, and begins reading:: Cassie Granger -> # Definitely. ::subject shift:: But I never asked if you liked burgers. Is that ok? Anastasia Poldara -> @ It was a very interesting experience. Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] It's been a long while, but yes. EddieFreeman -> @ ::pushes open a door and enters the shuttle, looking around:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Johnson> I did thanks. Interesting reading... these Bolians, uhh, the blue ones with the ridged face... we should definitely learn more about them. I agree with your assessment of them. I think they might have a good potential for admittance in the Federation. John Randall -> Baldwin> ::watches Randall as he reads:: Cassie Granger -> # ::passes the condiments:: Now we can discuss the cabin. Cmdr Rinax -> @I bet it was.... I"m happier to have you back with us though. You've certainly been missed. So... let's see, ::flips through her control panel for a sec:: Cassie Granger -> # ::adding:: In a general way, that is. Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] First, you did not have to do any of this. I knew there were risks. Cmdr Rinax -> @ Looks like you haven't had any medical updates in a while, so you'll need a fit-for-duty physical before you are 100% cleared. Feels weird, eh? Cassie Granger -> # ::stops with the mustard hovering over her burger:: I know, Hal. It's what I do. It's my life. Anastasia Poldara -> @ Lovely. Who's in charge of the torture chamber these days? Cassie Granger -> # ::puts the mustard down:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Johnson> Admiral Middleton extends her gratitude to you and your crew for your efforts. From what I'm told, the negotiations are going well thanks to our new friends and a new deal for dilithium mining right is currently in the works. Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] :: smiles :: You are quite a mystery. Cassie Granger -> # Everyone is. ::small chuckle:: I guess that's why I chose it. John Randall -> ::finishes reading, and looks up at Baldwin:: This is some.....interesting....stuff, sir. Where do I fit in, or come in, or whatever? Cassie Granger -> # Mustard? Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] Please. Cassie Granger -> # ::passing it, she grabs her slate to change the image:: Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] This looks more involved.. a lot of work for two people. Cassie Granger -> # So, it's going to look exactly as the old one. From the outside. Cassie Granger -> # And the outbuildings. Cmdr Rinax -> @ We've got a great doctor now, her name is Dr Hanson. She's really excellent too... I would hate to lose her to Daystrom, don't tell them about her talents! Cassie Granger -> # But.. you'll have a few extras. We'll go into that later. Cmdr Rinax -> @H... she's currently on leave as well. Guess you can just hang out up here, until folks get back, unless you want to unpack your quarters and get some chow. H.G. Reed -> :: Pulls out the polish. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::beaky smile:: I'm happy to hear that. But the Bolians, the Blue faced ridged ones, as you put it, deserve most of the credit. It would have been much more difficult getting the deal done without them. John Randall -> Baldwin> Well, Lieutenant, that really depends on you. Your ship is in between missions, I believe; do you anticipate any problems if you were to come aboard? Hunter Matheson -> ::SylvanisSylvanisSylvanis:: Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] It really does look like the old place. Hunter Matheson -> ::sigh::flops onto the bunk, stare at the ceiling:: Cassie Granger -> # And that's primarily why I wanted to show you and ask before we started. Artemis -> @::Finally makes it to his quarters, dropping his gear on the ground and collapsing on the bed:: John Randall -> Well, I would have to get permission from the captain, of course; that might prove a little difficult, sir, he wasn't too happy about my coming to see you. Cassie Granger -> # ::sips:: Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] It looks impressive. Not much of a leave for you. Cmdr Rinax -> @::checks her own chrono:: I'm hungry, about time for me to take a break. ::glances around the bridge for who to turn it over to:: Cmdr Rinax -> @ Care to join me? Cassie Granger -> # ::shrug:: Earth isn't my home. Cassie Granger -> # Family's on Bertaria. Cassie Granger -> # ::finishing up the burger:: Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] Oh.. I thought they were here. :: takes his last bites :: John Randall -> Baldwin> ::carelessly waves a hand:: You let me worry about your captain, Mr. Randall. What do you think, would you be game to try? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Johnson> Yes, I noted that in my report. We're planning on sending a science vessel to Bolarus IX, their home planet, to further exchange information about our cultures. Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] Shall we :: gestures to the door :: Cassie Granger -> # ::stands:: John Randall -> So, you ARE officially recruiting me for this mission/operation. ::raises his eyebrows:: Anastasia Poldara -> @ Definitely. I … miss … ship food. Cassie Granger -> # ::nods to the two agents as they exit: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Takes her comm out and begins texting Kal.:: I'm so bored. The museum tours aren't going so well... Hunter Matheson -> ::fitful sleep, thinking about fighters...and fighter pilots, one in particular:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Ah. I hope there can be much to learn from both cultures. H.G. Reed -> :: Rubbing in circles, pleased to have something to do that doesn't require a lot of thinking. : Cmdr Rinax -> @ ::slight chuckle as she gets up and assigns the CON to [insert NPC here]:: Looks like you'll get your wish. Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] :: Stumbles to stand as well :: John Randall -> Baldwin> ::smiles:: Let's say you wouldn't be here otherwise, John. ::smiles again:: Cmdr Rinax -> @ I bet the cook is on leave as well though, we may be stuck with replicated food packs. Cassie Granger -> # ::watching him closely, realizing the full extent of his injuries is hidden:: Hunter Matheson -> ::jerks awake at the text ping:: Hunter Matheson -> ::cobwebs:: Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] Let's go. Cmdr Rinax -> @ ::heads to the Turbolift and steps inside after the doors swish open, waiting for Anastasia:: Hunter Matheson -> ::pulls it up:: Cassie Granger -> # ::exits with Morrison:: Anastasia Poldara -> @::enters the TL:: Cmdr Rinax -> @ Mess Hall. Anastasia Poldara -> @::frowns:: Replicated packs. I don't think this replication technology is ever going to catch on. John Randall -> All right, sir, I'll have to contact the captain, and get his permission. I should warn you, though, he'll probably insist on talking to you face to face. Cassie Granger -> # Wherever you'd like to go, Hal. We have CIA's finest at our six. Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] Earth. Hunter Matheson -> ::taps back:: Can always join me on my bunk in the insane asylum. ::grins, sends:: Cmdr Rinax -> @Probably not, unless someone uses something other than proteins for substance. ::makes a cringed up face:: No one needs that much protein in their diet. Cassie Granger -> # Preferred mode of travel? John Randall -> Baldwin> We'll cross that bridge when we come to it, Lieutenant. Let me know something within the next 24 hours. Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] Less walking the better. Transporter. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Admiral Johnson> I hope so too. But, of course, that isn't the only reason I've brought you out here. Cassie Granger -> # Transporter to? Cassie Granger -> # ::stops:: I'm going to suggest somewhere around San Diego. John Randall -> Aye, sir. ::stands, and gives the folder back to Baldwin:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::perks and sits up:: Okay, I thought as much. Something to do with our next assignment perhaps? Hunter Matheson -> ::suddenly feels better:: Cmdr Rinax -> @::exits the TL on Mess Hall's deck and starts walking:: Did you get any new technology while you were at Daystrom... that you can share? Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] Sure, you have a handle on the situation. Let's go. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Johnson> ::smirks:: Yes, something like that. John Randall -> Baldwin> Dismissed. ::watches as Randall leaves, then sits back in his chair, thinking:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Smirks.:: I'll pass. Confined spaces among the crazy isn't for me...though I guess it wouldn't be much different from Challenger. Just hurry up and get better so we can do that thing. I have the perfect place picked out. Anastasia Poldara -> @::Rinax:: Not at liberty to say, unfortunately. "Classified." Cassie Granger -> # ::into the lift:: Transporter. Cmdr Rinax -> @Bummer... too bad you didn't have the privilege of bringing back something new for us to play with! Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] :: Stands there looking at her :: You much have questions. Hunter Matheson -> Aw, man... ::txt:: That thing, huh? Can't wait. John Randall -> ::leaves the admiral's office, goes through the lobby, and steps out onto the sidewalk; takes out his communicator:: +Challenger+ Randall to Challenger, one to beam up. Cassie Granger -> # Yes, I do. Best left until later. Dvokr chim Hok -> # [Morrison] :: Enter the transporter room :: Cassie Granger -> # I'll have your belongings beamed down to your quarters. You'll be at Camp Pendleton, VIP quarters. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Johnson> ::dims the light and shuts the blind:: Well, let's get to it and tell you... Cmdr Rinax -> @::into the mess hall to find it empty, walks to the replicator:: I'll have turkey cacciatore... ::turns to Anastasia:: Again. Hasn't had recipe updates lately. Cassie Granger -> # ::enters:: It's been arranged. Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> As always, great job everyone. Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS is revised to 24 hours. Cptn Ja'Lale -> We'll continue on next week... since we're just on leave anyway

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Challenger completed its mission at Bolarus thanks in large part to their new friends, the bald blue-headed Bolians. The Challenger is now returning to Earth for some downtime and what-not Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS was 1 hour. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Challenger is now at Spacedock, and should have just docked. Crews are free to leave. Any questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cassie Granger -> ::finishing up a few things re: MARDET:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Hock is readying a pack for himself :: H.G. Reed -> :: in her quarters, packing a bag. :: Hunter Matheson -> ::sea bag packed, on his way to Pendleton for a psych eval:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hopefully, I'll get a bit more time to relax myself. John Randall -> ::in engineering, awaiting the spacedock engineering team:: Tachyon -> Excalibur: ::disappears off to Challenger:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Spacedock crews should now start to file in. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::On MARDET, stepping out of her bunk, carrying two backpack sized crates out. She sets them by a waiting Crewmen.:: Take those to Transporter room 2. I'll be there shortly. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::The crewman salutes and takes off with the crates.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: General repairs, cargo and supply loading/unloading should also have started. Artemis -> ::Throws the rest of his gear into a bag, and makes his away aboard Spacedock. Has some quality R&R time booked on a holodeck:: Hunter Matheson -> ::on his way to the lifts and the TR:: Hunter Matheson -> ::sea bag in tow:: John Randall -> ::the spacedock team enters engineering, and Randall gives them their assignments, then tells the crew shore leave has been authorized, and they are free to go:: Cassie Granger -> ::exits her office:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Takes her own bag from the room, and also heads to the TR.:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Hok leaves his quarters and starts to head to the spacedock :: Anastasia Poldara -> ::still on her beach—well, in her beachfront cabin, packing her things:: Cassie Granger -> ::checking in with crew as they pass:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::still on the bridge, looking over his notes:: Well, that certainly went better than I hoped. John Randall -> ::sits down at his station to file reports with the computer, estimates it will take him a while:: Hunter Matheson -> ::waiting for the lift; it's crowded; gotta wait for the next one:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::writes down some more positive reviews for the Bolians and submits his report to Admiral Middleton, quietly optimistic of the negotiation process: Cassie Granger -> ::clips her slate to her utility belt, on her way to her quarters:: John Randall -> ::Michaels passes by his location, and stops:: Michaels> Hey, John, you taking leave? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Walks up behind Kal.:: Hey. Cmdr Rinax -> ::on bridge in her chair, monitoring the numerous folks coming onboard for repairs, and going over authorizations for leave on the station:: Hunter Matheson -> ::turns:: Hey, ma'am. Dyan Sylvanis -> I see you're all ready to go. Cassie Granger -> ::has left word that FORECON will be at Camp Pendleton, CA:: John Randall -> ::shakes his head, pounding away on the keyboard:: Got to file reports, Jeff; I'll be on duty for a while. You go ahead, and have a good time. Hunter Matheson -> Uh...nods, looking down:: yes, ma'am. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Hok passes the threshold of the dock and goes to get something non starship to drink :: Hunter Matheson -> ::sheepish:: Looks like you are, too. John Randall -> Michaels> You need some time, too, Lieutenant; don't spend the whole time on board. Cassie Granger -> ::has a direct flight all set up, ready in 20 mike:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::packs the last of her civilian clothing, stares at the folded uniform on her bed:: Hmm Cptn Ja'Lale -> We're supposed to be taking in a new crewmember.... well, maybe not so new to most of us. ::looks at a PADD:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: Yeah. Hey make sure you give me the location to meet. That is if you still want to. Cmdr Rinax -> ::finally lifts her head and responds to the Captain: Yes, things could have escalated to numerous other galaxies and real war... oh? I haven't finished all of my memos here. Who are we having aboard? John Randall -> I don't intend to, Jeff. ::motions at the pile of PADDs:: But, I gotta log these before I can go anywhere. I'll see you later. ::resumes typing:: Hunter Matheson -> Do I want to? Hell, yeah, ma'am. I'll let you know. ::steps on the lift, holding the door for her:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Good. ::Steps into the lift.:: Just let me know when. That a way I can kill some time. John Randall -> Michaels> ::sighs:: All right, lieutenant. See you later, I hope. ::leaves with some of the crew:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> We're getting our old CSCI back, she's been reassigned to us, funnily enough. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Well, Lt. Sabin will be happy to hear that. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Gets a message on his comm, from a source he had not expected :: "I am back. Don't let her know." Anastasia Poldara -> ::begins donning her uniform for the first time in a long time:: John Randall -> ::waves to him, and continues typing at his station, keeping an eye on the spacedock team:: Hunter Matheson -> ::grins, ignoring the rest in the lift:: Sheppard Base has a good rep. Ran by there for some basics on a couple things. 82nd is there and wide open spaces for anything you want to try out. Cptn Ja'Lale -> That being said, any plans for your shoreleave? We have a few days to spend on Earth before they give us our next assignment. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Smirks.:: I was thinking something a little more remote. Less traffic. Cassie Granger -> ::personal belongings labeled and sent on their way, she enters the lift for spacedock:: Cmdr Rinax -> That's great news. Hunter Matheson -> Uh... remote? Depends on where you want to land, I guess. Or where you can land. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Sits down at the bar :: Hunter Matheson -> Think you can set 'er down on a caliche bed? Cmdr Rinax -> ((It looks good on you Anastasia)) Cptn Ja'Lale -> Not sure what I am going to myself. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Grinning, knowing he has no idea.:: Or something smaller. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: A human sits down next to him, he's sporting a cane and look worse for wea..:: Commander? Commander Morrison? Cmdr Rinax -> I was going to stay aboard. If you have anything you'd like me to do while we are docked, I'd be happy to take care of things for you. Will you be leaving the ship? Anastasia Poldara -> ::pulls on the sweater, tugging at it, then slips into the jacket:: Dyan Sylvanis -> You'll just have to trust me. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Yes Ensign. It's me...mostly. Hunter Matheson -> ::holds the door as it opens at spacedock:: Caliche is really hard. Rock when it's dry. John Randall -> ::the pile of PADDs slowly begins to dwindle as he logs report after report:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> I probably will. I need to head down to Starfleet Command and discus things about our last mission, especially our new friends. Cptn Ja'Lale -> THat'll probably eat up a lot of my time, so I might just stick to California this time. Cmdr Rinax -> Ahh, ok. Well I'll hold down the proverbial fort, as they say. Dyan Sylvanis -> Hmm...maybe a nice wooded area. ::Steps out of the lift.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::waits for her to exit:: My dad's ranch is about 15,000 acres in a pretty remote area of TX. He has a landing field. ::jabbering on, ending in:: that's where I learned to fly. Well, small atmo planes, you know. Anastasia Poldara -> ::looks at herself in the mirror, frowns:: A little tighter. Hunter Matheson -> Wooded? Dyan Sylvanis -> Oh we don't need a landing field. Cmdr Rinax -> I enjoyed the memo you wrote about your journeys in the swamp last time. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Smirks.:: I told you to trust me. EddieFreeman -> ::stepping into engineering, looking around, and calling out:: Anyone still here? Anastasia Poldara -> ::begins applying her insignia:: You knew this was going to happen sooner or later. Hunter Matheson -> Uh... ::rubs a hand through his hair:: Sure. New Mexico then. Hunter Matheson -> Or Davis Mountains. John Randall -> ::waves his hand as he hears the chief, too busy to acknowledge him verbally:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Oh that sounds good. Hunter Matheson -> I mean.. New Mexico is better for mountains. ::blush:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods:: Thanks Commander. And if you have time, you should head down. Maybe visit some friends or family? Anastasia Poldara -> Cal> ::knock on the door:: Cassie Granger -> ::into spacedock, walking along the corridor, taking stock of what she needs to accomplish before she gets downtime:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::sees him in the mirror:: Hey. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Smirks:: Thanks.. though I don't think California has that much swamps EddieFreeman -> ::lifts an eyebrow, glancing to the stack of PADDS:: Need a hand? ::sitting down:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Hok looks Morrison over :: What happened to you Commander, if I may ask. Hunter Matheson -> ::as they walk:: So.. why woods? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] You may ask, but I can't say much Ensign. The mission had some...complications. Cmdr Rinax -> I did that last time... after I was returned to earth. I suppose when we have some time I should tell you more about what happened. I've been asked to keep that information on the short list though. Do we have any new orders I can begin preparing? Artemis -> ::Finally makes it to the airlock, only to be met by a Security team, armed, but weapons not drawn:: John Randall -> ::shakes his head:: No, I got this, Chief; why don't you go ahead and take your leave? I'll be a while longer here. Dyan Sylvanis -> I can't tell you. That would ruin the surprise. Anastasia Poldara -> Cal> ::wraps his arms around her from behind:: Looks good on you. I love a lady in uniform. Hunter Matheson -> Uh... ::unconvincing laugh:: Okay. Cptn Ja'Lale -> I haven't received much in the way of our new orders. I suppose I'll know when I head down to HQ. John Randall -> ::continues to pound away on the keyboard:: Artemis -> ::Stops and eyeballs a few of them before finally speaking up:: Something I can help you boys with? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Gets to the TR and enters.:: What time should we meet? Anastasia Poldara -> ::giggles:: Does that line actually work? Cmdr Rinax -> I see... then I"ll just make sure supplies are all received, and the crew doesn't get lost returning to the ship. Hunter Matheson -> Well, that's the thing. Dunno when I'll be released. Hunter Matheson -> Couple days at least. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Hok notices the cane at Morrison's side :: A cane sir? Anastasia Poldara -> Cal> Yes. And not just on women either. ::lets go:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::turns around:: So, goodbye soon, yes? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Or doesn't get arrested. Dyan Sylvanis -> Hmm...That's a lot of time to kill. ::Thinks.:: Well. Contact me when you can? Anastasia Poldara -> Cal> You go back to your ship… Cmdr Rinax -> ::chuckles:: hopefully without any incidents too during their shoreleave. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: He gazed into his cup of coffee :: Yes, I'm recovering. Anastasia Poldara -> … and you go back to your wife. Cassie Granger -> ::wandering through the corridor towards the shuttle bay:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Will she pass by here? Dvokr chim Hok -> I don't know Commander. Artemis -> ::The lead security officer sniffs:: Ensign, you are ordered to report to Admiral Falworth immediately. We are your escort to ensure no delays John Randall -> ::occasionally lifts his head to check on the spacedock crew, continues to type:: EddieFreeman -> ::lifts an eyebrow:: You say so. I got some stuff to wrap up here anyway. ::pulls a keyboard toward himself:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::reclines in his seat, checking his notes:: Hunter Matheson -> Yes. Yes, I will. And thanks. Cassie Granger -> ::passing by the bar:: Anastasia Poldara -> Cal> We knew this was just a temporary arrangement. John Randall -> ::shrugs:: It's your time, Chief. I have to get these logged, or the captain will have my head. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Smiles.:: Artemis -> ::Sighs, but nods, and two of the security detail take lead positions with two behind and they make their way through the Spacedock to the Admirals office:: Anastasia Poldara -> I know. I’m just not ready to leave all this behind yet. Hunter Matheson -> I'll be at Pendleton, if you're close by. Dvokr chim Hok -> She's :: Hok looks around, spies Granger and turns back :: Behind us as we speak. Cmdr Rinax -> ((::shakes head:: One down, Artemis... going to be late returning from shore leave? LOL)) Anastasia Poldara -> Cal> You're never going to be ready. You're just going to have … dive in. Cassie Granger -> ::stops, spotting Morrison through the window::watches a while, noting something is not right:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: Morrison strains a look at Granger, but does so for only a moment :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::looks at his chrono:: I should start to head down now. Thanks for minding the fort Commander, and please be sure to take some time off to recharge Anastasia Poldara -> ::closes her pack, slings it over her shoulder:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I think it's too late Ensign. John Randall -> ::suddenly there is a loud crash from the vicinity of the warp core; Randall jumps, then curses under his breath:: I got this, Chief. ::gets out of his chair, and strides quickly toward the warp core:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::walks with Cal through the cabin and out of the front door, following the path towards the beach:: Cassie Granger -> ::gets a knot in her stomach:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: I might be. Though I might actually catch a couple of flight museums. I like to see how your people evolved their flight. Cassie Granger -> ::taps her slate, telling the shuttle to go on without her:: Artemis -> ::Makes the long walk in silence, or at least without voicing his opinions of the Admiral out loud:: Hunter Matheson -> ::nod:: See you, then. ::reluctantly enters the TR:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] How has she been? :: sips his coffee, which has gone a bit cold : Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::heads to the TL down to his quarters to pack for his trip:: Cassie Granger -> ::entering the bar:: EddieFreeman -> All right then. ::falls silent, figuring it's best not to distract Randall and sets to a few tasks he needs to finish himself:: Dvokr chim Hok -> I should head to Earth Commander. It is good to see you again. :: gets up and heads to the door :: Hunter Matheson -> ::checks in, steps on the pad, taking one last look at her before he transports down:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Commander Granger. :: looks at her :: Perhaps I'll see you on Earth. Cassie Granger -> ::nods:: Lt Hok. Perhaps so. Cassie Granger -> Enjoy your leave. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Nods and leaves :: Artemis -> ::The turbolift to the Admirals deck is cramped, of course it would be, five people don't easily fight in a turbolift:: John Randall -> ::arrives at the warp core, and takes in the scene; some of the spacedock team actually managed to ram a anti-grav cart against one of the consoles; sparks fly everywhere:: What the hell is going on back here?! Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: swallows hard. He hardly knew what to say to himself let alone to her :: Hunter Matheson -> ::has transported down:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::doesn't wring one last kiss from Cal, just brushes a strand of hair behind her ear and smiles:: See you around, maybe. Cassie Granger -> ::grabs a server before she gets to Morrison, orders a drink, then moves on:: EddieFreeman -> ::follows Randall out of morbid curiosity; also because he is technically in charge down here:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::flips open her communicator:: Lieutenant Poldara to Region 5 Transporter Ops. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: Wishes his coffee was hot :: Cmdr Rinax -> ((Rut roh, and cassie's drinking! This will be an interesting shoreleave)) Cassie Granger -> ::approaching Morrison:: Excuse me, sir. Is this seat taken? ::casual:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::in his quarters , packing some things:: Cassie Granger -> (Heh, Commander. Not much this time.) John Randall -> ::listens to one to of the team stammer an explanation:: All right, all right, I don't need every detail! Just be more careful! ::points to a couple of ensigns:: Get on this, all right? Anastasia Poldara -> T.Ops> +Anastasia+ Acknowledged, Lieutenant. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] It is always open Captain. Cassie Granger -> ::sits as the server brings her drink:: Fresh coffee for you, sir, or something stronger? Anastasia Poldara -> +T.Ops+ Request one to beam to San Francisco spaceport staging, thence to spacedock. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] A mind reader. Yes please. Cmdr Rinax -> ::notes the messages that will soon bring Anastasia aboard:: ahh good. Cassie Granger -> ::looks at the server, who nods and disappears:: Anastasia Poldara -> T.Ops> +Anastasia+ Affirmative, Lieutenant. Destinations confirmed for San Francisco and Spacedock. You are third in the queue. Please hold. Artemis -> ::Finally, after reaching the Admiral's office, he turns to the Security detail:: So.... I guess I will see you again in a little bit ::tries to crack a small smile, but it doesn't really do anything to help the mood:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: He did not look at her directly, his face had changed and he did not want her to see :: EddieFreeman -> That's actually impressive. ::looking at the grav-cart:: I didn't know you even could lose control of one of those things that badly. ::murmuring:: Cassie Granger -> ::quietly, calmly:: I won't ask how you're doing, sir. I followed some of what was happening. What I saw was not good. Artemis -> ::Shrugging, he presses the alert on the Admiral's door. After a moment, he hears a terse, "Enter." and steps in:: Cassie Granger -> And I'll not go beyond that. ::stops as the server brings his coffee, removing the cold cup:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: Nods :: They cleaned me out and then their operation. Cassie Granger -> ::listening:: Anastasia Poldara -> T.Ops> +Anastasia+ Commencing transport. John Randall -> ::eyes turning ice blue as he glances at Freeman:: Trust a spacedock team, every time. ::glares around the scene for a moment, then walks back to the main console, and sits down at his station, resumes typing:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::finishes packing a few suitcases and heads down to the transporter room:: Hunter Matheson -> ::mats at Pendleton Medical Center, registering as a patient:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I was getting close, but was too impatient. I think they are still on Coridan, but somewhere else. Now I have this. :: shows her the cane :: Cassie Granger -> ::stoic:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::engulfed in a blue beam and broken into component molecules scrambled through layers of quantum interference and piped via subspace channel to pattern buffers in San Francisco, and then relayed from there to Spacedock, where she rematerializes, safe and sound:: Cassie Granger -> Where will you go from here, sir? ::sips:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: He gazed her way :: You look good Captain. EddieFreeman -> ::watches Randall go, then turns back to the cleanup, making sure they didn't break anything too important:: Cassie Granger -> Thank you, sir. Anastasia Poldara -> ::sniffs the recycled air, so different from the salt-tinged breeze of the ocean, and steps off the arrival platform:: Fantastic. ::sarcasm:: Artemis -> ::Standing at attention in the Admiral's office, waiting for the man to acknowledge him, something the Admiral is apparently in no hurry to do:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] I have a tent at my cabin location, had to get away from it all and that's the only place I had to go.. It's different than I remember. Cassie Granger -> ::extremely aware of her environment:: John Randall -> ::as he works, finds that he is getting into a really nasty mood, and has no idea why:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] But it all is. :: he reached for his new, warm coffee :: Cassie Granger -> ::quietly:: Not a good idea, Commander. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::steps off the turbolift and walks into the transporter room:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] What, the tent? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] It's got decent cover. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Starfleet HQ, San Francisco. ::to the Transporter Chief:: Anastasia Poldara -> ::consults a nearby wall panel for the docking port for Challenger:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] Not Granger approved I wager. Cassie Granger -> ::as though she's talking about nothing in particular, smiling for the benefit of watchers:: Are yu aware that you are being followed? Artemis -> ::Finally the Admiral turns around, only to glare:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::walks onto the transporter pad, and nods to the chief who engages the transporter and beams him down to San Francisco:: Cassie Granger -> ::faking a laugh, she whispers:: Don't look around. John Randall -> ::finishes the stack of PADDs, and sits back in his chair, blowing out a huge breath:: Cassie Granger -> ::nods:: Pretend we're carrying on a normal conversation. Cmdr Rinax -> ::notices the Captain being transported off the ship:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] We are...what? Here... :: takes a larger drink from his cup, in case it's his last :: Cassie Granger -> You have two on your tail. One at the bar and one close to the door. Don't look. ::laughs again, though she's talking quietly:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::There's a PADD sitting on Eddie's desk, requesting he take a look at the shuttle that is sitting in a quarantined area of the flight deck. The note mentions it is from Starfleet Intelligence, so proceed with caution.:: EddieFreeman -> ::walking back from the dockworkers, sure they're not going to mess up too badly, and toward his desk:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::It goes on saying to dismantle it if you have to.:: Cassie Granger -> What we're going to do is walk out the door, arm in arm, and I'll call in backup to take them out. Understood? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] What do I do? Oh, right. Artemis -> :: Finally speaks up, not liking the silence:: You wanted to see me, sir? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: Drinks his good to the last drop... oh, that last part.. :: Cassie Granger -> ::taps her slate, which is under the table:: And you're going to pretend we're going out on the town. Got it? EddieFreeman -> ::lifting an unfamiliar PADD there - almost tosses it aside to wait for after shore leave before glimpsing the words "Starfleet Intelligence" and taking a closer look:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: Gets up :: Cmdr Rinax -> ((Dismantle my new shuttle? ::frowns::)) Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Beams down to planetside, once she was ready.:: John Randall -> ::sees Freeman coming, and gets out of his chair:: Chief, I'm going to go EVA and check on the team that's recharging the port nacelle. Be back later. Dyan Sylvanis -> ((You don't even know what it does.)) Cassie Granger -> ::stands, speaking louder:: I'd love to, Commander. Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Not to mention Intel doesn't just give things for free. :P )) Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::reappears on a nice sunny day in San Francisco, near Starfleet HQ. First off, he makes his way to his flat in the Mission Bay District to unpack. Hails a taxi:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: smiles :: I'm glad. It was so last minute.. :: Goes arm in arm :: EddieFreeman -> Right. ::distractedly, reading the PADD:: Cassie Granger -> ::takes his arm, smiling, bright eyed:: It's been a long time since I've been there. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: He was really tired of everything lately being last miniute :: John Randall -> ::spins on his heel, and heads for the equipment room, donning a spacesuit:: Artemis -> Adm. Falworth> Sit down, Ensign ::THe Admiral motions to one of the chairs, before taking a seat behind the desk:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Morrison] :: Makes their way to the door :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> :;gets into a taxi and gives the address to his condo:: Cassie Granger -> ::exits the bar, moving in the direction of the lift:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> Great job everyone. Nicely played. :) Dyan Sylvanis -> Don't worry Commander, I'm sure Eddie will be gentle, and not bang it up too much. Cmdr Rinax -> ::snickers:: Artemis -> lol Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS will be a few minutes. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Goodnight, sim dismissed! See you all next week.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Last week, the Challenger crew has brought both presidents to the conference table in an effort to start negotiations and end hostilities at Bolarus. Cptn Ja'Lale -> The mission is indeed over and Challenger is heading back home to Earth. Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS was a day. Dvokr chim Hok -> Not home to all. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any other questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> To most. Dyan Sylvanis -> A couple Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> ::at helm, so don't disturb him 'cause he'll mess up:: John Randall -> ::in engineering, supervising the crew:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::returns to the bridge after speaking with the Bolians:: I'm really glad they came in when they did. Cassie Granger -> ::on the bridge, hovering over Koz:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::takes a seat in the captain''s chair:: Artemis -> ::at Tactical, running weapons through power down sequences:: H.G. Reed -> :: At her station, checking their heading and direction, ignoring Koz and Cassie. :: Cassie Granger -> ::greeting:: Captain. My thought as well, sir. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Wandering back to Marine Deck after getting injected with a new batch of meds.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::MARDET:: John Randall -> ::is really glad this particular mission is over, and no harm came to the ship:: Cassie Granger -> ::moves to take XO in the absence of Rinax:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods: Admiral Middleton should be happy and hopefully, with their help, we'll sure the dilithium we needed. Cassie Granger -> Would be good, Captain. We could use all the dilithium we can get. Cassie Granger -> ::flipping through reports:: Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> ::keeping them on course:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> These other Bolians... how much do we know about them? Cassie Granger -> ::flip, looks up:: Not much, Captain. Our encounter with them gave us more information that we've ever had. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Stops at Kal's bunkroom, knocks. Straightens her tanktop for what good that would do.:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: On the bridge :: Hunter Matheson -> ::looks up::goes to the door:: Hunter Matheson -> ::surprised:: 'Lo, ma'am. H.G. Reed -> :: Quietly goes about her duties, wondering what their next mission will be. :: Hunter Matheson -> ::checks the condition of the room:: I'd invite you in, but it's.. uh... not so neat right now. John Randall -> ::decides everything is running good, and calls over Lieutenant (j.g.) Michaels, giving him the conn; leaves engineering, and heads for the turbolift; steps in:: Deck 3. Cassie Granger -> We have more visual information, samples of their language, knowledge that they apparently want friendly relations with whoever they come in contact with. Cassie Granger -> At least, we hope they do. Cptn Ja'Lale -> They certainly are very friendly and helpful. And their technology certainly is impressive. Dyan Sylvanis -> Hey Gunny. ::Smirks.:: I sleep with a bunch of pilots, can't be much worse than mine. Hunter Matheson -> ::sheepish grin:: Come on in, then, ma'am. Cassie Granger -> Impressive, yes. I'm glad they didn't decide to test it on us. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Steps in, careful not to step on anything.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::kicking a few things aside, empties a chair:: Can I get you something? John Randall -> ::exits the lift as it arrives, and goes down the corridor to the officers' mess; gets a tray of food, and sits down at a nearby table to eat:: Cassie Granger -> ::one eye on Kozlowski:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Shakes head.:: No thanks, just came back from a trip to sickbay. Cptn Ja'Lale -> That makes two of us. Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> ::feels the disturbance in the force:: Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> ::hard swallow:: Cassie Granger -> ::Reed:: ETA to earth, Lieutenant Reed? H.G. Reed -> :: Notices Kozlowski fidgeting and turns to look at him. :: Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> ::flashes a stupid smile:: H.G. Reed -> :: Granger :: 30 minutes, ma'am. Hunter Matheson -> Uh.. me, too. Sick bay seems busy after this op. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods:: Great. John Randall -> ::a couple of off duty officers join him, and they make small talk while they eat:: Hunter Matheson -> ::moves a chair so she can sit:: Anastasia Poldara -> #::on Earth, relaxing on a beach, specifically, stretching her toes in the sand and re-reading a message on a PADD while she sips a drink:: Hunter Matheson -> ::tosses a few things off his bunk and takes a seat:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Yeah...I heard about your trip to sickbay. I saw you there for a moment before a nurse pulled me away. ::Takes a seat.:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Listening to the Earth traffic :: Hunter Matheson -> ::nods a few times, studying the floor:: Hunter Matheson -> Yeah. ::runs a hand through his hair:: Had a little problem. Cptn Ja'Lale -> I intend to speak with Admiral Middleton about our new friends, these Bolians. Perhaps, one day, they might wish to join the Federation as a member. They could definitely prove to be a good member. Anastasia Poldara -> # Reassignment to Challenger again … the thanks I get for at least trying to meet the project requirements. ::tosses the PADD onto the ground and lies back:: Unbelievable. Dyan Sylvanis -> Anything that a little talking could help fix? Cassie Granger -> ::looks up, glances over:: The Federation could use a few friends. Hunter Matheson -> Uh... supposed to talk to the doc. Couldn't seem to put the words together. John Randall -> ::finishes eating, dumps his tray, says goodbye to the other officers, and leaves the mess hall, heading for his cabin on down the corridor:: Cassie Granger -> ::leaves it at that, not wanting to go into politics:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> The more the merrier... Dyan Sylvanis -> Gotcha, I won't dig then. ::Relaxes a bit in the chair.:: I heard we're due to Earth soon. Cassie Granger -> Aye, sir. ::smiles:: Hunter Matheson -> Uh... yeah. ::forces a grin:: You got family there? H.G. Reed -> :: Ignoring the discussion going on, feeling that it is rude to eavesdrop. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> On a lighter note, we'll at least get some time to relax on Earth.. and we'll get our old CSCI back. Heh, funny how things work out that way. John Randall -> ::arrives at his cabin, and enters; strips off his uniform, and heads to the shower:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Smirks, grabbing at a few strands of silver hair.:: Not human, remember? Though I may still have a few friends I flew with around. You? Cassie Granger -> Starfleet's a close knit group. Good to see crew return. Hunter Matheson -> ::embarrassed blush:: Yeah. Not human. But you still could have roots there, right? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes. I'm glad we were able to get her back. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Overhears Hunter's convo:: Cassie Granger -> We have a dossier on her? Hunter Matheson -> (On the Marine deck, cap) Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yeah, we have her Starfleet bio on record. Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Sorry, my bad) Anastasia Poldara -> # ::hears someone approaching:: Is that you, Cal? Did you bring me another drink? ::raises her now-empty glass:: I don't really want to remember tonight. Hunter Matheson -> (But your ears have super hearing, right?) Hunter Matheson -> Say.. Lieutenant. Ma'am. Mind if I ask you a question? John Randall -> ::finishes the shower, steps out, and towels off; goes to the bedroom, and changes into a fresh uniform:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Turtle power!) H.G. Reed -> :: Contemplates a short trip home while in orbit. :: Dyan Sylvanis -> ((hehe)) Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> ::minding the store:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Sure. ::Sits up a little.:: Anastasia Poldara -> # Cal> I'm sure something can be arranged. ::has, indeed, brought them out fresh drinks, and he hands her one:: Hunter Matheson -> Remember when you asked me how many confirmed kills I had? Cassie Granger -> ::flipping through the manifest for earth:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: Yeah. Hunter Matheson -> Well, I got kind of upset. And... sorry about that. But I want to kind of explain if that's okay? Anastasia Poldara -> #::sits up and takes the glass, relishing the cool condensation on the exterior:: John Randall -> ::as he comes back into the living room area, his computer terminal beeps, and goes over to it, sitting down:: Hunter Matheson -> ::hands clasp tight together, almost wringing:: H.G. Reed -> :: Wonders how long they will be planetside. :: Dyan Sylvanis -> Sure. ::Notices the hands.:: But relax a little, alright? Anastasia Poldara -> #::takes a long, slow draught:: Ahhh. ::tilts her head back as Cal kisses her:: Thanks, baby. You're the best. Hunter Matheson -> Wish I could, ma'am. That's the problem. John Randall -> ::enters his codes, and is surprised to see an e-mail from Admiral Jason Baldwin of Starfleet Intelligence:: Hunter Matheson -> Yasee, my MOS isn't helm. I'm a Swickie. Special Warfare Craft Crewman. I'm transportation for SpecOps. Hunter Matheson -> You give 'em to me, I deliver and bring 'em back alive. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::rubs chin:: John Randall -> ::Baldwin wants John to contact him as soon as they come into communication range of Earth:: H.G. Reed -> :: Makes a mental note to check in on her brothers. :: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods quietly, not wanting to interrupt.:: Artemis -> ::really wants something to shoot, brings up Galaga on his terminal:: Hunter Matheson -> So, when you asked how many confirmed kills? If I get kills it's because the team I was in charge of bought it. Hunter Matheson -> And...that's what happened. Most of 'em. John Randall -> ::sits back in his chair, and thinks to himself: Oh, boy, are we going into this again?:: John Randall -> ::punches the comm:: +Bridge+ Randall to Ja'Lale, come in, please. Dyan Sylvanis -> I understand. That's a lot of pressure to endure. H.G. Reed -> :: Taps on her console, deep in thought. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Randall+ Yes, Lt. Go ahead? Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Perks up :: Hunter Matheson -> Yeah. Problem is I can't shake it. Can't lose the memory. I'll be seein' a shrink on earth. Anastasia Poldara -> # Cal> So, back to Challenger, huh? John Randall -> +Ja'Lale+ Captain, I have received an e-mail from Admiral Jason Baldwin, asking me to contact him. Would you like to speak to him first? Anastasia Poldara -> # Yes. Dyan Sylvanis -> That's not something that will go away, you know. But you will be able to deal with it. Anastasia Poldara -> # Cal> ::sits himself down beside her:: I'm sorry, Ana, I'm not sure I understand. I thought you liked those people? Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Randall+ I hope he's not 'borrowing' you again. Hunter Matheson -> Yeah. ::blows out a breath:: Hope so. Hunter Matheson -> So, that's the story. Nine in, three out. ::headshake:: John Randall -> ::small laugh:: +Ja'Lale+ As usual, sir, he didn't say. When I saw the e-mail, I thought, better tell the captain about this. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: looking for any communication from Morrison :: Anastasia Poldara -> # I do. ::pulls her knees up towards her chest and hugs herself:: I just ... it's not where I saw myself being, career-wise. Cruising around on a starship again. I thought I had left that part of my life behind me ... along with ... other things. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Randall+ But no.. go ahead and speak to him and see what he wants. I don't really need to speak with him at this time.. plus, we're almost back to Earth. Hunter Matheson -> Anyway, ::forcing himself to lighten up:: you got a story or two? I mean, not like that? More... upbeat? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Well, thank you for letting me know, Lieutenant H.G. Reed -> :: Pauses to check their course and make sure they are still on track. :: John Randall -> +Ja'Lale+ Acknowledged, sir. I'll let you know what he has in mind. Randall out. Anastasia Poldara -> # This project was a chance to get back in the game, you know? But that didn't work out, and now it feels like they're just shipping me off somewhere out of sight. Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> ::Reed:: You got an entry vector for me? Dyan Sylvanis -> I always have stories. I would be a terrible flygirl if I didn't. Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> And we'll probably need clearance, so we don't get shot down. John Randall -> ::asks the ship's computer to set up a relay with Starfleet Intelligence headquarters in San Francisco; waits for it to be set up:: Hunter Matheson -> ::leans back, grinning:: Bet you do. Dog fights, like in the old days? Anastasia Poldara -> # I hate space travel, Cal. I was never a big fan, and then I went aboard Challenger and proceeded to get abducted and caught in all sorts of anomalies and … it's dangerous out there. It's not like a lab, where you can control the variables. H.G. Reed -> :; gives Kozlowski a look. :: If you care to check your console, you will see I have already provided the necessary information. Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> ::looking from Reed to the console, then back:: By golly, it's there. Yeah... it sure is. Anastasia Poldara -> # Cal> Well, it could be worse. ::smiles at her sceptical glare:: Look at it this way: you could have been assigned to a different ship, with a different crew, and had to travel through space _and_ get to know new people. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: Mostly pirates, really sloppy pilots. Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> Thanks. Hunter Matheson -> Pirates. Bad mojo. Cassie Granger -> ::stands to hover over Koz:: Anastasia Poldara -> # Cal> You're acting like a child. So it's a good thing you'll be around people who will tolerate that from you. For a little while. And then, because they are your friends, they will slap you until you come to your senses. John Randall -> ::the link is established, and Baldwin's face appears on John's monitor:: H.G. Reed -> :: Resists the urge to roll her eyes. :: Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> ::feeling the heat:: Aw darn... Dyan Sylvanis -> Had a couple run-ins with Romulans. Now they know how to fly, but it was mostly posturing. No one fired a shot. Anastasia Poldara -> # I'm not acting like a child! ::pouts her lip a little bit:: I'm not.... John Randall -> Baldwin> Hello, Lieutenant, good to see you again. Another successful mission, I hear. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Can tell he's really interested in the flying aspect.:: Hmm...You know, if they give us enough leave time, and when you're not with the shrink, do you want to come play with my toys? Hunter Matheson -> ::relaxing:: Hell, yeah. H.G. Reed -> :: Shifts her attention back to the sensors. :: Anastasia Poldara -> # Cal> ::folds her into an embrace as the sun just begins to slip below the horizon:: Face it, honey. You're in Starfleet. You go where they tell you. Unless you resign and take a civilian contracting job, like you keep threatening to do and never actually will. John Randall -> ::nods:: We're still in one piece, anyway, sir. To what do I owe the courtesy of this call? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Smiles.:: Good. There's a couple areas in Western America that's really great. Cassie Granger -> ::leans forward::: Man your post, Mr. Kozlowski. Listen to the Lieutenant. Follow her instructions. Don't hit any planets. Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> ::hard swallow:: Yes, ma'am. Anastasia Poldara -> # ::attempts to maintain the pout for a few more seconds, but she's out of practice, and the drink has started to have an effect on her, so she's no longer in the right mood:: Hunter Matheson -> Yeah? I come from a little town called Lone Tree. That's because a couple hundred years ago they only had one tree, and it wasn't much of a tree. John Randall -> Baldwin> If you are given any shore leave when you reach Earth, Mr. Randall, drop by my office. I have something to talk to you about. Hunter Matheson -> Not much there now, either, except my dad's ranch. H.G. Reed -> :: Checks the forward aft array. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Challenger is now approaching Earth. Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Haha Back to the Future reference Kal?)) John Randall -> ::nods warily:: Subject to my captain's approval, of course. Hunter Matheson -> (No, ma'am. Old stomping grounds.) Hunter Matheson -> (Like..ancient.) Dyan Sylvanis -> ((gotcha)) John Randall -> Baldwin> ::nods:: Of course, Lieutenant. I assume you informed him of my contacting you? Cassie Granger -> ::backs away from Koz, letting him work:: Anastasia Poldara -> # I suppose you're right. Dyan Sylvanis -> That sounds like a good starting spot. We don't want many trees to start out with anyways. John Randall -> That I have, sir, as per his and my XO's orders. Anastasia Poldara -> #Cal> ::stands, brushing sand off his legs:: It's getting late. You coming in? Hunter Matheson -> Too many trees, not enough landing space I always say. Anastasia Poldara -> # Mmm, no. I think I'll finish this ::holds up her drink:: and watch the sun go down. I just want some time to think. John Randall -> Baldwin> ::smiles:: If you have time, John, come see me. Baldwin out. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Grins.:: Exactly. Hunter Matheson -> I try to go out there every time back on planet, just to decompress. Anastasia Poldara -> # Cal> OK. Don't spend too much time thinking, though. You'll start brooding. Again. And if you're out here too long, I might be asleep by the time you come in. John Randall -> ::replies, and promptly contacts the captain, informing Ja'Lale of the conversation:: Anastasia Poldara -> #::smirks:: Then I'd just have to wake you up, now wouldn't I? Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> On approach to earth, Captain. ::Hok:: Can we get an orbit from Station OPS down there? John Randall -> ::sits back, thinking:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes please Cptn Ja'Lale -> Thank you. Request docking at Spacedock Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> Great job folks - and I hope you enjoyed the Dr Hanson's plot. I certainly did.. Cptn Ja'Lale -> once again, welcome back our CSCI Anastasia who will be returning. Next week, we'll spend some time on Earth. TBS will be an hour. We should be ready to head down to Earth or wherever you wish to go.

::facepalm::

Cmdr Rinax -> Briefing: With a 30 Min TBS, and the shuttles preparing to beam the heads of state, everyone is on alert in preparation. Do not share brownies with Kal because of an unknown or undiscussed dog house situation. Cmdr Rinax -> BEGIN SIM Cmdr Rinax -> BEGIN SIM Cmdr Rinax -> BEGIN SIM Cmdr Rinax -> ((unless there are other questions?)) Gretchen Hanson -> (shuttles are on the way?) Cassie Granger -> (I would think so since TBS was 30 and they were ready to fly out at sim end?) Gretchen Hanson -> (ok) Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: Shuttles are in position over their respective targets, ready to snatch and grab the two presidents. Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> ::at helm, enjoying the view:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::on bridge, watching the action unfold:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::In Shuttle Jenkins, ready to receive her Bimaal VIP.:: Dyan Sylvanis -> *@ Cassie Granger -> ::back on the bridge with the Ambassador:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::@Verdugo is in his office looking over war reports:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: The ambassador waits in the conference room now, drinking some hot tea until news, good or bad, arrives :: Artemis -> ::Sitting at Tactical, wondering why his brain briefly thought of dog treats.:: Cassie Granger -> ::or not:: H.G. Reed -> :: At her station, watching and waiting. :: Derrick Sabin -> ::at Sci station on the bridge, scanning the planet for any sign of resistance to the shuttle mission:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::not, prepared to take any info into the conf room with the Capt and Amb, but glad both are probably watching the action from the monitors in there:: Hunter Matheson -> ::in sick bay doing something:: Cassie Granger -> ::standing next to Rinax, in case she is needed:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::turns to Derrick:: Mr Sabin, what, if anything, are you able to see? Gretchen Hanson -> (probably flirting with one of my nurses, Kal) Hunter Matheson -> (You got it) Artemis -> ::Still monitoring the vessel at the edge of their sensor range:: Derrick Sabin -> ::Rinax:: No sign that they even see the shuttles, Commander. Cmdr Rinax -> Keep me updated if you see them even pick their noses. ::smirks:: Cassie Granger -> ::magic edit to flight ops:: Gretchen Hanson -> Nurse> ::to Kal:: What can we do for you? Do you have a medical emergency? Hunter Matheson -> ::looks up:: I'm.. uh.. supposed to see Doc Hanson. She around? Cassie Granger -> +Silverhawk+ Report position. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Turns on the shuttles beacon, indicating it is ready for Challenger to initiate transport.:: H.G. Reed -> @ Neonew >> :: Stomping around, impatient. :: Gretchen Hanson -> Nurse> Certainly. Why don't you take a seat in the exam room here on the left and I'll let her know you're here. Cassie Granger -> ::looks up, spots the beacon signal:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ +Cass+ We're at our target destination, awaiting our guest. Cassie Granger -> +Hawk+ Copy. Proceed when ready. Hunter Matheson -> ::hesitant:: Sure. ::moves into the exam room, looking around:: Hunter Matheson -> ::confined area::bare walls::shudders:: Cmdr Rinax -> Bridge personnel... notice that we have the shuttle beacons live. Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> ::looks up:: H.G. Reed -> :: Rinax :: Aye, ma'am. Hunter Matheson -> ::paces:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ +Cass+ Tell the TR Chief we're ready for pickup. Feeding our target lock coordinates to him now. ::Sends coordinates.:: Cassie Granger -> +Hawk+ Wilco. Gretchen Hanson -> ::arrives at the exam room and sees Kal restless and pacing:: Cassie Granger -> +Bridge+ Shuttle is transmitting coordinates for beamup. Initiate immediately. Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: Neonew is in the middle of a rant with a subordinate when the transporter tingles him out of the room. Hunter Matheson -> ::pace::turn::stop:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ :;Watches as the man materializes before and two members of Delta.:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::Bridge initiated immediately, causing Neonew to have a shortened rant:: H.G. Reed -> :: Materializes mid-rant. :: AND FURTHERMORE... Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Puts her hands up to Neonew.:: Please have a seat. H.G. Reed -> * Tage on Neonew Cassie Granger -> Moa and O'Neill> ::take Neonew and Verdugo to separate areas, securing them:: H.G. Reed -> @ Neonew > :: Goes quiet and sits. :: Gretchen Hanson -> ::to Kal:: What brings you to Sick Bay? Hunter Matheson -> ::sweating, face flushed:: I... uh.. need a psych eval. Orders of Captain Granger. Cmdr Rinax -> :;reads reports from shuttles:: Bridge, you can breath now, we have reports that Neonew and Verdugo have both been secured! Good job everyone. Hunter Matheson -> And.. uh... I think I need counseling..::trails off:: H.G. Reed -> :: Begins running some system diagnostics. :: Gretchen Hanson -> Why don't you tell me about it? Hunter Matheson -> Rather not. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Calmly to Neonew.:: My name is Lt. Sylvanis. Our people would like to have some words with you. I assure you, no harm will come to you. Cassie Granger -> (Correction> Two shuttles, one HoS in each) Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: Verdugo is still holding a report in his hand, looks around completely confused at his new surroundings after being transported to shuttle 2:::: Cmdr Rinax -> Continue to read of ANY activity on the ground... theyare probably going nuts now. Gretchen Hanson -> *is still H.G. Reed -> Neonew > :: Gives Sylvanis a disbelieving look. :: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Steps away for a moment, towards the cockpit.:: Raven, beeline for Challenger now. Hunter Matheson -> ::reticent smile:: Long story. You'd be bored. Artemis -> ::Increases sensor sweep frequency to watch for response on the surface:: Hunter Matheson -> ::continues to pace:: Think we can get out of this room? It's pretty small. Gretchen Hanson -> It's been a boring mission down here so far, Sgt. ::pulls up a chair:: Start at the beginning. Dyan Sylvanis -> Raven> ::Gives a little nod as she heads straight for Challenger's coordinates.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::sits:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @::Goes back to Neonew, expecting things to have been much worse.:: Cassie Granger -> +com+ Bay chief, prepare for incoming. Security, stand ready. Cmdr Rinax -> I'd also like Sickbay alerted that if anyone comes off the shuttles, to clear their health check first, we don't want any strange diseases like eboli or something to be transported onto Challenger. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Hok is busy listening to the comm traffic :: Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Had to go there didn't you?)) EddieFreeman -> ::entering the bridge, taking a seat and watching the screens:: Cmdr Rinax -> (Moi?) Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> ::enjoying the view:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::nods to Eddie:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ACTION> ::The shuttles are met by Shadows 2 through 4 for escort.:: H.G. Reed -> @ :: Quiet, but seething. :: EddieFreeman -> ::returns the nod, looking to the screens:: They're gonna be mad when they figure out what happened... Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: both shuttles make the short trip back to Challenger, and line up for approach:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Chief Barnes> +Cass+ Aye Ma'am. Security on their way. Derrick Sabin -> ::Rinax:: Still no response from the surface, Commander. I think they don't even know what happened yet. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Smirks as she sits across from Neonew.:: Cmdr Rinax -> Eddie, lock em down, until we can scan for potential trouble - medical and also for secuity to make sure no problems. Cmdr Rinax -> ::turns and smiles at Sabin:: Guess what they don't know wont hurt them. Make sure we are still out of scanning distance. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ Raven> ::Brings shuttle Jenkins into the bay for a soft landing.:: EddieFreeman -> ::nods, turning to console:: Cassie Granger -> ::notes security surrounding the shuttle, preceding the ground crew:: H.G. Reed -> @ Neonew > :: Ignores Sylvanis. :: Gretchen Hanson -> Medtech at the landing bay> :::runs a standard medical scan on the shuttle and occupants and signals the ground crew "all clear"::: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::The second shuttle also makes it's landing.:: Cmdr Rinax -> In fact, lets move a little further out - so if they are alerted to our presence, they cannot attempt an attack or try to beam anyone off Challenger. shields up, supported around the shuttled if they are clamped. Cassie Granger -> +Bridge+ Shuttles in the bay. Gretchen Hanson -> Medtech> ::repeats the procedure on shuttle 2, again signals "all clear"::: Dyan Sylvanis -> :;Stands and approaches the hatch.:: +Cass+ Are we clear to open? Cmdr Rinax -> +Granger+ Thanks, what I was waiting to hear. Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> Moving to higher orbit. Cmdr Rinax -> Helm, move away now. Cassie Granger -> +Hawk+ Roger that. Clear to open. Security standing by. Cmdr Rinax -> Thank you Mr Kozlowski. shields. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Pops the hatch open, turning to Neonew.:: After you. Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> ::engines hum as the ship moves to a high orbit:: Shields up. H.G. Reed -> @ :: Rises stiffly and steps out of the shuttle. :: Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> Geosynchronous, Commander? Hunter Matheson -> (love those long words) Cmdr Rinax -> That'll be fine, Kal. Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> ::escorted out of the shuttle, jaw dropping as he turns and spots his enemy, Neonew:: Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> ::looks at Rinax:: Yes, ma'am. EddieFreeman -> ::begins reinforcing the shields as soon as they go up:: Beefin' the shields up. Want me to redirect auxiliary to the shields? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Passes the babysitting duties off to Security.:: Cassie Granger -> +Bridge+ Heads of State en route. Where would you like them, Commander? H.G. Reed -> @ Neonew > :: Ignores Verdugo, refusing to acknowledge the situation. :: Cmdr Rinax -> Standard shields aren't working properly? Cmdr Rinax -> +Granger+ One moment. Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> ::looks at Freeman:: Cassie Granger -> ::listening to hold music:: Cmdr Rinax -> +Capt & Ambassador+ Captain & Ambassador, where would you like the heads of state to be moved? EddieFreeman -> No, they're working. Just wanted to know if you wanted me to give 'em more juice in case they tried something. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Perks up :: Conference room if you please.. and some stiff drinks Cmdr Rinax -> Mr Freeman, if they try something and our shields take a hit, feel free to beef all you wish to protect us in every way, but don't take from our weapons in case we have to retaliate. Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: Security hustles the two presidents up to the bridge and sweeps them into the conference room to meet with the Captain:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::gets word from the Capt/Amb:: +Granger+ Move them to the Bridge Conference Room. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Goes to locker room to check in gear and change into her usual shorts and tee. Once done she slips into a TL and rides it up to sickbay.:: Cassie Granger -> +Rinax+ Consider it done, Commander. H.G. Reed -> Neonew >> :: Bristles at being forced to move so quickly. :: Artemis -> ::Rotates the shield harmonics through a roller-coaster of frequencies and turns to Eddie and the Commander:: We've got more than enough power, Commander, and good luck trying to pick their way through this rotation.... Cmdr Rinax -> ::to Eddie and Arte:: Glad to hear it. Hunter Matheson -> ::sweating, legs bouncing as he sits in the small room, feeling the walls close in:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Casually enters sickbay.:: Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: Verdugo and Neonew are seated on opposite sides of the conference table, throwing visual darts at each other. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] Gentlemen. Cmdr Rinax -> ::stands up and faces the bridge crew:: You and your teams did a wonderful job... ::motions at the Conf room door:: And all of your hard work will hopefully settle this matter once and for all. Gretchen Hanson -> ::notes Kal's behavior:: Have you had claustrophobia before, Sgt? Hunter Matheson -> ::get out::get out::get out::get out:: Hunter Matheson -> Yeah. Gretchen Hanson -> verdugo> What are we doing here? Cmdr Rinax -> Now it's up to the chat-mongers to do their social thing. ::smiles and returns to her seat:: H.G. Reed -> Neonew > I refuse to speak with this person! Cassie Granger -> ::wrapping things up with flight ops:: Cassie Granger -> ::hands it over and heads to the bridge:: Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> High orbit achieved. Standard geosynch. Hunter Matheson -> ::barely holding it together:: Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> ::to Neonew:: Call off your immoral attack immediately. Cmdr Rinax -> Hold it there, Mr Kozlowski, unless Mr Sabin finds the slightest sneeze off the planet. Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> Aye, ma'am. H.G. Reed -> Neonew > :: Ignores Verdugo and turns to the captain. :: Why are we here! Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] How about I take this ship and wipe both of you off the map to save time. The results are the same. Derrick Sabin -> ::Rinax:: Still quiet below. Artemis -> ::The sensor tick tagged as unknown begins to move slowly. Turns to Rinax:: Commander, whatever was holding out on the edge of the system is getting closer Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> ::eyes wide:: You couldn't do that. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] You are merely holding your own people hostage, both of you. Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> ::plots an exit vector:: Cmdr Rinax -> Mr Sabin, make sure you are scanning any activity that could be encountered from the back side of the planet... they could try to be sneaky Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] Why could I not? Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> What would your Federation say about that? H.G. Reed -> Neonew > Your empty threats do not scare me. Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> ::Reed:: Need a few exit vectors, ma'am. Just in case. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] They would be glad we got the rich resources, whatever was left of course. Cassie Granger -> ::enters the bridge:: Artemis -> ::Continues to monitor the the advancing unknown ship:: Commander, the unknown vessel is within hailing range. Cassie Granger -> ::hearing "unknown vessel" and "exit vector":: H.G. Reed -> :: Kozlowski :: Yes, not a problem. :: Taps her console and sends. :: Hunter Matheson -> Kozlowski> Thanks. Laying them in. Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: the alien contact initiates a hail to the Challenger. Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> You can't just take our dilithium! Cmdr Rinax -> Open a channel and answer that. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] Let's just see what this ship can do. +Hok+ Mr. Hok, please route our tactical 'data' onto the conference room screen. Have the Challenger destroy a Bimaal supply depot to the north. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] Why not? H.G. Reed -> Neonew >> Again your threats are empty, nothing you can say will scare me. :: Looks unflappable, but is shaking in his boots. :: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Hok does as he is told :: Derrick Sabin -> ::readajusts his scanners from planet to the new contact:: Cassie Granger -> ::standing by, next to Rinax, watching:: Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> ::looks uneasily at Neonew, then to the Amb.:: Besides, you couldn't take on the two of us. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Sitting quietly in the waiting area after being told by a passing nurse the Doc was busy with Kal.:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] :: On the tactical screen, the view zooms into a realtime image of the supply depot. Then a large phaser beam ripping it. Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> ::aghast:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] We would not have to. Cmdr Rinax -> ::Bridge opens a channel to the Alien contact:: +This is USS Challenger, a Federation ship. How can I be of assistance? Hunter Matheson -> ::sees Sylvanis through the exam room door, desperate to get out:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] +Hok+ Now destroy a 'secret' bunker of the Amaal. H.G. Reed -> Neonew >> :: Glances at Verdugo, then at the ambassador. :: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] :: Image of the bunker, one close to the front line, appears, then disappears :: Derrick Sabin -> Bolian Captain> +Challenger+ Federation ship. This is the Bolian vessel Bosporus. Do you resond? Artemis -> ::Turns to Rinax at the Ambassadors words:: Commander, should we really be escalating the conflict by destroying surface structures? Cassie Granger -> ::taking it all in:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] I think I will have Mr. Hok go back and forth, first with military targets, then civilian ones. I can make this stop however. EddieFreeman -> Hit 'em hard enough, they'll have to stop whether they want to or not. Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> What if we do unite...and cooperate in the dilithium shipments. What then. Cassie Granger -> ::looks down at her slate and steps aside to answer the call from CMTAC:: Cmdr Rinax -> +Bosporus+ This is Commander Rinax. How can I be of assistance to you? H.G. Reed -> Neonew > Then we are being blackmailed to do the ambassador's biding. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] +Hok+ Target a Bimaal military hospital.. what's that Verdugo? Derrick Sabin -> Bolian> +Challenger+ It is we who can be of service to you, I believe. You are trying to broker a peace for Bolarus, yes? We can make that happen. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] You'll have to do better than that. Cassie Granger -> ::steps back, listening and watching:: Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> ::frantic:: How? How can we do better? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] How many do you suppose are in that hospital? H.G. Reed -> Neonew > :: Seething ;: This is outrageous! Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] Oh the usual, call an immediate cease fire, both retreat well behind the front lines.. broker a long lasting peace accord. Hunter Matheson -> ::eyes Sylvanis, pleading:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] :: Grabs two portfolios, slides one to each of them... Cmdr Rinax -> ::Sends a private message to the Captain, alerting him to the offering of the Bolian Captain, waits for his response:: Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> ::looks at Neonew:: Amaal can do that. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] How does this grab you? H.G. Reed -> Neonew >> : Nods and mutters :: Blackmail... Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] Peace, for both of you.. and a long standing partner. Starfleet and the Federation. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Glances over seeing Kal in the window. The look on his face. She wanted to get up and go over, but knew The Doc wouldn't be happy.:: Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> ::hisses to Neonew:: Take it, you fool. We need to unite. Cmdr Rinax -> ::receives a response from Ja'Lale, stating "Take it":: +Bolian Captain+ And how could you assist us? H.G. Reed -> Neonew >> This is outrageous and it is blackmail! You would sale out your principles? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] If you continue like you have been eventually there'd be nothing left. Except that dilithium... hearty stuff. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] There is a price for everything, and every man. The wise ones know when to take it. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] Take it or.. :: taps on the display :: Leave it. H.G. Reed -> Neonew >> Fine! I will go along with your outrageous demands. Cmdr Rinax -> Mr Sabin, what sort of things do you find if you scan the Bolian ship? Cmdr Rinax -> Passive scan, please. Derrick Sabin -> Bolian> +challenger+ Let's just say we're related to your guests in your conference room. It's in our interests as well to ensure the peace. Just send them home with a treaty and we'll take it from there. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] :: Awaits their signatures :: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Gets up and walks softly towards the exam room.:: Cassie Granger -> ::related?:: Derrick Sabin -> ::Rinax:: They're heavily shielded Commander. Cmdr Rinax -> ::related?:: H.G. Reed -> Neonew >> :: Signs, still irritated. :: Cmdr Rinax -> Thank you Mr sabin. ::message to Ja'Lale about the info t's been gleaned:: Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> ::signs and slumps back in his chair:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] Delightful Neonew, your kids will thank you. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] Wonderful Verdugo, send your wife my regards. Cmdr Rinax -> Ja'Lale> ::message to Rinax stating the Treaty is building, the Bolian's will have their hands full with their "relatives":: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] Now, with this treaty officially in place, I believe you two have many things to do. Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: Before the proverbial ink is dry, and the Prezzes change their minds, the Ambassador gets Security to hustle the "guests" back to the shuttles:: Cmdr Rinax -> +Bolian Ship+ Thank you for your assistance. I'm sure they will be on their way shortly, treaty in hand. Derrick Sabin -> Bolian> +challenger+ Thank you. We'll be in place to monitor things on the ground. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] :: Watches them get moved to the shuttles :: Cmdr Rinax -> Please alert the shuttles to disembark. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] +Hok+ Thank you Mr. Hock, and well done. Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: Shuttles reverse their earlier flight and deposit each Pres back home Cmdr Rinax -> END SIM ((Nobody move, please)) Cmdr Rinax -> END SIM ((Nobody move, please)) Cmdr Rinax -> END SIM ((Nobody move, please)) Cmdr Rinax -> I wish to ask everyone to join me to thank Gretchen for this wonderful sim plot! ::applauds and thanks:: Gretchen Hanson -> Thanks for staying late everyone Artemis -> ::claps:: H.G. Reed -> :: claps :: Cmdr Rinax -> Thanks Gretchen. EddieFreeman -> Woo! Dvokr chim Hok -> I had fun playing a bit of a cranky character Cmdr Rinax -> Alright, let's say 1 day is the TBS, enough time for all departments to clean up and send in reports. Cmdr Rinax -> Any comments or statements? Cassie Granger -> Great plot. Cmdr Rinax -> aww... thanks for doing that Gretchen, it worked out great! Cmdr Rinax -> Ok then... see you all next week! Cmdr Rinax -> Dismissed!

A great big Happy Birthday to STSF 12 Years Ago Today Congratulations to its founder, Atragon-9! Thanks for the vision, thanks for the perseverance and tenacity! Thanks to the members who were willing to step out of a comfort zone and make all this possible, And THANK YOU to all our members!

Oh yes! Shore Leave! Just make sure the lights don't move!

Where is Kitteh when she's needed?

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Last week, Captain Ja'Lale was talking to both presidents in an effort to start negotiation talks to stop the fighting and also the potential lithium deal the Challenger was originally sent in to negotiate about. Talks with both have finished, and now, next steps must now be decided. Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS I'll say was about 30 minutes. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions? Dyan Sylvanis -> I thought we were going to abduct the VIPs Cptn Ja'Lale -> It's a possibility, yes. Still needs to be discussed, I reccon. Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Hunter Matheson -> ::helming:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::On the flight deck, standing by with Shuttle Jenkins and some members of Delta.:: John Randall -> ::at the main console in engineering, talking with Lieutenant (j.g.) Jeff Michaels:: H.G. Reed -> :: At her station. :: Hunter Matheson -> ::Reed:: That thing about the interference hold water? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] :: On the bridge :: Cassie Granger -> :;on the bridge also:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::sighs, finished talking with both sides:: The best option would be to abduct both presidents? It's risky, and may likely drag us into this war... but it could be our only option H.G. Reed -> :: Shakes her head. : Something is not right. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::to HG:: That's what I thought from the start. Hunter Matheson -> ::his fingers tap the side of his chair:: Thinking the same. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] The only problem is if they think the other side took their leader. Cmdr Rinax -> ::returns to the bridge, greeting everyone as she heads to her chair:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods at the Ambassador:: There'd be little of hope of stopping this war H.G. Reed -> :: checks her console. :: I cannot quite determine what. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Ahh, welcome back Commander. Cassie Granger -> ::turns, moves aside acknowledging Rinax's presence wordlessly:: Cmdr Rinax -> Greetings Captain. The shuttle is secured for now.. How are things going? Cptn Ja'Lale -> It's pretty bad down there; fighting has started on both sides, and while President Verdugo is willing to negotiate, the Bolaran president is not. Cmdr Rinax -> Is there anything I can do to help the negotiations? Dvokr chim Hok -> Bring anything the Federation has to bear. Hunter Matheson -> ::mutter:: Giant EM pulse. Then they'll have to talk instead of argue via com. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::ponders:: How's your diplomatic skills? Speaking of, diplomats, I'd like you to meet the Federation Ambassador to Bolarus. ::gestures at the Ambassador:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::hears various comments and grunts from among the bridge crew, glances around then back at the Captain:: The crew isn't very happy about this mission either? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] :: Did not feel himself :: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] A pleasure. Cmdr Rinax -> ::nods:: Ambassador. ::puts her comments back in check:: A pleasure as well. Cptn Ja'Lale -> If they weren't happy about it in the beginning, I'm sure they aren't too pelased about it now. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Double checks her pistol and gear, awaiting word.:: Cmdr Rinax -> What can I do? ::smiles:: I'd be happy to do anything necessary, I know this is very important. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] If we are going to get both of them to the table we need to prepare a room, something larger than the conference room. Cassie Granger -> ::while she listens, her expression remains passive:: Artemis -> ::Keepings tabs on the surface fighting, as well as that object hiding at the edge of their sensor range:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::to the Amb:: For... negotiations, or something lighter... ::turns to the Capt:: What if we had a party... something to welcome in the season, something that doesn't put either of them on edge... where they can both relax. Cassie Granger -> ::lips purse:: John Randall -> There's no doubt about it, Jeff. Someone has hacked into our data stream from the probes, and it's not anyone on the planet. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] They will need to cool off for a while, at least one of them. Cptn Ja'Lale -> An interesting idea... is there any local holidays upcoming? John Randall -> Michaels> Can we re-configure the probes, John? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] Do they share a holiday? Would have to be both. Cassie Granger -> ::steps aside to read incoming on her slate:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::listens for comments, arguments, or agreements on her suggestions, while thinking of types of parties:: Well... hmm... someone check the database for local or even distant holidays... not one that involves just one or the other parties, hopefully something Starfleet has... unless they do have a joint holiday. Cassie Granger -> ::turns back, unable to hide her concern:: John Randall -> ::sighs:: We could try again, I suppose. Ok, get a team on it, and I'll monitor from here. Cptn Ja'Lale -> It's possible. We can look into the database and check. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] Captain, time is not on our side in this. Captain Granger, what is the latest on the ground? Cmdr Rinax -> A joint holiday would definitely be best though, something they could both agree to come to. otherwise,, it would have to be a special Starfleet one, that they could not have any arguments about celebrating with us. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods at the Ambassador:: I agree with you there. Cmdr Rinax -> ::starts digging into the database herself, trying to find anything.:: John Randall -> ::sends an e-mail to the science station on the bridge of the probe reconfigurment:: Cassie Granger -> Captain, Commander, Mr. Ambassador, though the idea is valid, there is more at stake here than the two factions' infighting. John Randall -> ::and also sends one to the communications station:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> The stability of the region for one thing, let alone our dilithium deal we were sent here for in the first place Cmdr Rinax -> ::mouthing as she reads:: military holidays... no, they'd break out the arms... ::continues:: Cassie Granger -> CMTAC confirms the findings of Engineer Randall. Someone off planet has been tapping into our communications system. In addition, there is confirmed evidence of outside interference with the parties. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Gets the communication from Randall :: Cmdr Rinax -> ::listening to the bridge conversation, but still researching:: John Randall -> ::Michaels assembles a team, and they begin work on reconfiguring the probes:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Something up? Cassie Granger -> ::turns her slate toward them, showing an image:: This species has been the object of some scrutiny by Starfleet intel for some time. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] :: Thinks :: Do they know we have discovered their tap? Cptn Ja'Lale -> I'd assume not. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] We could use that to our advantage. And what is the nature of the outside interference? Cassie Granger -> That cannot be determined. I suggest asking Engineer Randall if there is evidence. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::looks at Cass' slate:: They look familiar... ::thinks:: Cassie Granger -> ::Ja'Lale:: They look familiar because they resemble the Bolarians. They may be distant relatives. Cptn Ja'Lale -> See what he can find. If there is some concrete evidence, that could proove very advantageous indeed. John Randall -> ::looks over to Michaels:: Jeff, I'm going to send an encryption code to the probes as well. Here's the data string. ::sends it to Michaels' station:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Cass:: What do we know about them? Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] :: Looks at the slate image :: Cassie Granger -> Not much, Captain. They are fairly new and elusive. Cassie Granger -> But moving ahead to stem the fighting, I strongly suggest we send Lt Sylvanis down with an armed shuttle to beam the two heads of government aboard. John Randall -> ::the team works frantically to redo the probes:: Cassie Granger -> If nothing else, that may stop the fighting on the ground. Cmdr Rinax -> ::pauses and looks at Granger:: Under the auspices of what, the party? Or a govt meeting? John Randall -> ::after a few minutes, Michaels looks over to Randall:: Michaels> Ok, Lieutenant, think we've got it. Cassie Granger -> A government meeting, ma'am. John Randall -> ::nods:: I'll see if I can raise anyone on the bridge. Cptn Ja'Lale -> A way to get both sides to start talking. It's risky.. but I don't see any other option Cassie Granger -> At this point, my primary concern as counterterrorism advisor is to stop the fighting and find out who is really behind this and why. Cmdr Rinax -> So formal... keeps everyone on edge Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods:: John Randall -> ::punches the comm:: +Bridge+ Engineering to bridge. Hunter Matheson -> ::looks up from his console, hearing Randall:: Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] Captain Granger, do we have any idea what the outside influence stands to gain? Dvokr chim Hok -> +Randall+ Hok here, go ahead. Cptn Ja'Lale -> It depends on who the 'outside influence' is. Cassie Granger -> Just about anything we would hope to gain. Dilithium and a geopolitical hold on this planet, along with this area of space. Cassie Granger -> Divide and conquer. Get the planet fighting, wear them down, then move in and take over. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes. Admiral Middleton did say the Romulans also had an interest in the planet's dilithium reserve. John Randall -> +Hok+ Ensign, inform the captain we have reconfigured the probes. I have installed an encryption code as well, maybe that will hamper the efforts from the unknown third party to monitor us. Sending you the data string. ::sends it:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> As did the Klingons. But, this wouldn't be their style. Hunter Matheson -> ::mental hand-pump:: John Randall -> +Hok+ You can also tell the captain we have direct evidence of tampering. A shorted-out panel from our generator for the nav shields. Randall out. Dvokr chim Hok -> +Randall+ I have it, thank you. Hunter Matheson -> ::checking the nav shields one more time:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Hok stops :: +Randall+ Are you saying the tampering is on our own ship? Hunter Matheson -> ::listening to the convo, eyes on the helm/nav console:: John Randall -> ::hears Hok, and answers:: +Hok+ No, Ensign. The method used to tamper into the data stream from the probes caused a transtator feedback on the panel monitoring the generator for the nav shields. Dvokr chim Hok -> +Randall+ Understood. Cmdr Rinax -> ::quietly:: fight, fight, fight, fight fight... that's all that folks want to do ... cant we do this in a more civilized manner, even though we may have to deal with the tampering in a military style action? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any way to trace where the interference is coming from? Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Takes the information personally to the Captain :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::after reading the info Hok gave him:: John Randall -> ::looks over to Michaels:: How's it looking, Jeff? Cptn Ja'Lale -> That's definitely something. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Looks over the info:: John Randall -> Michaels> So far, so good, John. No evidence of data loss at the present time. Cmdr Rinax -> ::still seeking alternate ways of getting folks together and to do it in a relaxing way:: Hmm.. entertainment tapes... what about a live production company, I wonder if any are traveling through this area.. ::continues to search:: John Randall -> Jeff, send me your findings on the transtator feedback. Maybe we can determine from where the tampering took place. A set of coordinates, or something. John Randall -> Michaels> ::Sends his tricorder data to Randall's station:: Cassie Granger -> ::steps aside, texting Sylvanis for a sitrep::: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Replies.:: Ready and waiting, and waiting, and waiting. Cptn Ja'Lale -> All right, so, I believe our best recourse is to bring them over. Although, President Verdugo is on the record willing to come over here on his own accord. Cassie Granger -> ::knowing grin::Tests what we're made of. Hurry up and wait is the name of the game. John Randall -> ::calls Ensign Maloney over, and assigns her the task of looking over the shorted-out panel for any kind of clues:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::smirks.:: John Randall -> ::studies Michaels' tricorder data intently:: Cassie Granger -> ::turns back to the captain, waiting for specific orders to proceed:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> All right. I think it's for the best... what do you think, Commander? Should we bring them up here and try to force a start of peace-talks? Cmdr Rinax -> ::pauses at one item:: There is an Artistry group traveling some lightyears from here, but we could entice them to come through. They have.. ::reads from the digital flyer:: "military artifacts from numerous eras" and looks like they even reinact some major actions... "All from the comfort of your starship." Cmdr Rinax -> ::stops reading such things:: Of course... any way to start these talks, of course. Cptn Ja'Lale -> All right, let's do it. ::to Cass:: John Randall -> ::a few moments later, pauses the data, and zeroes in on a non-Starfleet data string entering the flow from the probes; grins in triumph:: Cmdr Rinax -> I just hate to try and force it though, Captain. Cmdr Rinax -> Maybe this traveling artistry troup can re enact a battle that ends amicable for both sides.. something like the situation we are in. Cptn Ja'Lale -> I know, I hate it too. This just might bite us in the rear and drag us into this. Cassie Granger -> Aye, Captain. Two shuttles to keep them incommunicado until they are supervised? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Well, it's a possibility... Cmdr Rinax -> Hmm? ::looks at Ja'Lale:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> But, I don't know how well that'd work out. Dvokr chim Hok -> [Ambassador] :: Nods :: Cassie Granger -> +Sylvanis+ Send out the birds. Two armed shuttles, one for each government head to lock on and beam to the shuttle and keep them incommunicado until they arrive at Challenger. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Ahh.. it's okay. Was hoping of finding any way out of this option. Cassie Granger -> +Sylvanis+ How copy. Cptn Ja'Lale -> I wish there was another way to bring em over. Cassie Granger -> Due respect, Captain, we're already in the middle of this. Cmdr Rinax -> ::considers a backup plan, just in case, where the crew does a little reenactment... in case we get into hot water:: John Randall -> ::begins separating the data:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Very true, Captain :to Cass:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> Great job everyone. Cmdr Rinax -> Aren't you all glad I"m back with my hair-brained schemes! Cptn Ja'Lale -> lol Hunter Matheson -> Glad you're back, ma'am. Not sure about the hair, though. Cmdr Rinax -> ::mental note of those that groan:: Cmdr Rinax -> Thank you Kal Artemis -> Giving me Shakespearian flashbacks, Commander... "Speak the scene as I have told you, trippingly on the tongue..." Cptn Ja'Lale -> We'll pick up with the teams ready to depart to pick up the presidents. Cassie Granger -> ::headshake at Kal:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::grins at Artemis:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> heh. Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS is about 30 minutes, thereabouts. Cptn Ja'Lale -> If there's no questions, sim dismissed!

Cptn Ja'Lale -> We will continue off where we left off last week. Capt Jalale was trying to salvage the negotiation talks with both sides despite the situation looking worse by the hour. Both sides have evolved into fighting each other as battles rage throughout various locations. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Starfleet is keen to get some kind of a deal going to secure a much needed supply of dilithium. Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS was zero or close to it. Any questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Hunter Matheson -> ::at helm, he listens to the argument, pretty much disgusted:: John Randall -> ::in engineering at the main console, helping the team assembled keep track of the telemetry readings of the probes:: Cassie Granger -> ::standing next to the captain, waiting to tell him something:: Artemis -> ::monitoring ground combat through energy readings:: Gretchen Hanson -> Pres. Verdugo> ::still trying to get his 2 cents worth in through the static on the comm:: H.G. Reed -> :: at her station, monitoring the ships systems. :: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: The Ambassador, to calm his nerves, sips on the scotch :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Listens to Verdugo:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Is the ambassador ready or willing to come up to the bridge? I feel that this may progress more smoothly if I had his insight and assistance Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo>@+Challenger+ Captain, you must stop the Bimaal forces. I appeal to you. Cassie Granger -> ::Ja'Lale, low voice:: Before he comes in, you should know that we have verification of external interference, from off-planet. H.G. Reed -> Neonew > :: On hold on the line. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Verdugo+ I will try my best to get his side to stop fighting. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Steps out of the new shuttle, having just been shown around by Commander Rinax.:: Cassie Granger -> Ambassador Arleth has identified the species that Starfleet has been following for some time. ::shows him the slate, to the side, out of view of the video feed to the planet:: John Randall -> ::reading reports as they come in, and assisting in clarifying the data from the probes:: Hunter Matheson -> ::adjusts orbit - maybe they can get a better connection:: H.G. Reed -> :: Glances around the bridge, trying to gauge the tension. :: Derrick Sabin -> ::works with the Engineering probe to enable a split view comm on the view screen:: Hunter Matheson -> ::maybe connect with the probes that engineering sent out:: Hunter Matheson -> ;;Sabin, Reed:: If you get me a vector I might be able to put us in a better orbit. Hunter Matheson -> ..for better communications, maybe clear it up a bit. John Randall -> ::trying to come up with an idea to further enhance the feed from the probes to make communications clearer:: H.G. Reed -> :: Kal :: Transmitting vector. :: taps console :: Hunter Matheson -> ::checks:: Got it. ::Sabin:: That fit your protocol? Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Neonew+ President Neonew. Sorry to keep you waiting but we were tryng to discuss our options. Look, nobody wants this fighting to continue. I am sure that includes yourself. If I may be so bold, I would like to suggest that you come aboard my ship as guests of the Federation to try to talk out a deal to stop the fighting. You can come over to my ship as a neutral location to talk things out Derrick Sabin -> ::to Matheson:: You're reading my mind Sgt. I believe you can safely return to a standard orbit and access the probes. Hunter Matheson -> Roger that, sir. Fits the parameters Lt Reed sent over. Hunter Matheson -> ::configures the console and there is a slight shift in orbit that changes the tone of the engines momentarily:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Looking around the outside of the shuttle again, frowning.:: H.G. Reed -> Neonew > :: Suspicious :: How do I know you won't just try and kidnap me to force us to cease our rightful claim? John Randall -> ::as he is musing, looks up as there is a slight change in the engine noise:: Derrick Sabin -> ::sends email to the Captain that a split video image is possible, if he wants to communicate with both leaders simultaneously:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Neonew+ Kidnapping a foreign head of state is illegal in the Federation and none of us would be too keen on spending the rest of our lives in a jail cell. Plus, I believe that would not lead to much. Cassie Granger -> ::about to suggest they use a shuttle to circumvent the com issue:: John Randall -> Michaels> Lieutenant, the port nav shield suddenly dropped to 75%. Hunter Matheson -> ::fine tuning the orbit:: H.G. Reed -> Neonew > :: Still suspicious. :: There should be no discussion. We are in the right!! Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Sends a message to Cass via PADD.:: Rinax just showed me the new shuttle. Starfleet Intelligence gave it to her. She says she doesn't even know all of the features on it. I'd like Chief Freeman to have a team go over it, before it's housed with the rest of the birds. Intel doesn't just give out things for free. Hunter Matheson -> ::glance...check... glance to Reed, pointing at the console, frowning:: H.G. Reed -> :: Sees Kal's gesture and looks at the console. :: Cassie Granger -> ::stepping aside to check the text:: Hunter Matheson -> ::nav shields:: John Randall -> ::looks at Michaels:: Take a crew to the upper deck of engineering, Jeff. The generator for the nav shield is there. Cptn Ja'Lale -> That would not be the way most other races would think. I think it is better for your economic interests if you cease your hostilities and discuss this like I offered. H.G. Reed -> :: Makes a quick adjustment, then glances at Kal. :: John Randall -> Michaels> Aye, sir. ::points at three ensigns, and they make for the warp core elevator:: Cassie Granger -> Sylvanis - Contact Lt Freeman, coordinate with him. Ready a shuttle for VIP transport and have them on hot standby. Cassie Granger -> ::steps back:: Derrick Sabin -> ::waits for a break in the Captain's comm conversation then interjects:: Sir, split screen? Hunter Matheson -> ::checking::headshake:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods:: Please. Artemis -> ::readying to track the shuttle as well as contingencies for shuttle and ship defense:: Derrick Sabin -> ::makes a quick selection on his panel, then turns to observe the results on the screen:: John Randall -> ::helps the team at the console make adjustments to the probes, compensating for the somehow damaged port nav shield:: Hunter Matheson -> ::aside, to Reed:: Could be a glitch. Maybe give it a few? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Leaves a quick message for engineering, before heading to the main flight deck. Calls out.:: Barnes! ready a shuttle for VIP duty. Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: The viewscreen now shows both world leaders side by side. H.G. Reed -> :: Nods :: Makes me nervous. Hunter Matheson -> ::lowly:: Me, too. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::me three:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Barnes> You heard the boss. Get moving. Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo>+Challenger+ Captain, what action are you taking? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Now.. I have you both on split screen. I would like to offer you both the opportunity to discuss your differences in a neutral site to negotiate some kind of a peace deal for both sides that would be beneficial to both sides. Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> +Challenger+ I'm agreeable, Captain, but the Bimaal must stop their attacks. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Enter the locker room to change into flight suit. She then re-emerges:: Raven, you're on pilot duty. Chief? Dyan Sylvanis -> Barnes> The Jenkins is ready El-Tee. H.G. Reed -> Neonew > There is no purpose to ceasing our actions, until we achieve our goal. John Randall -> Michaels> +Randall+ Michaels to Randall. Cassie Granger -> ::wondering what their goal is:: John Randall -> ::punches the comm:: +Michaels+ Randall here. Dyan Sylvanis -> :;Texts Cass:: Ground escorts for VIP? Dvokr chim Hok -> :: The ambassador finishes his drink and heads to the bridge :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> And what goal is that Mr President? Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo>+challenger+ You see, Captain? They are completely unreasonable. I appeal again to you for assistance. Cassie Granger -> +Dyan+ Affirmative H.G. Reed -> Neonew > To reclaim what is rightfully ours. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Punches the wall comm.:: Moa, I need VIP escorts. John Randall -> Michaels> +Randall+ We have replaced the panel for the nav shield, John. It got fried, apparently some sort of transtator feedback. Shields should be returning to full strength. Cassie Granger -> ::looks to the captain, her back to the screen, speaking lowly:: Captain, we have a shuttle ready. We can beam them simultaneously to a shuttle safely and bring them both aboard; they'll have no choice. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: The Ambassador stands next to Hok :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::motions to cut comm on both sides:: Hold on... Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador: That's what I would do. John Randall -> +Michaels+ Transtator feedback? From where, Jeff? Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: with the comm cut, both leaders mouths flap wordlessly on the screen:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::After Hok cuts the comm:: Thank for Cass. We will keep that on standby as a possible last resort. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Disable visual as well... John Randall -> Michaels> +Randall+ Unknown at this time, sir. Returning to engineering. Michaels out. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: The two leaders stare at the Federation logo. Hunter Matheson -> ::watching the console, thumbs-up to Reed:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::A quartermaster brings her pistol and holster, which she puts on just as some members of Delta arrive.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::ambassador:: Welcome to the bridge Mr Ambassador.. Do you think dragging them to the ship against their wills is the best option? John Randall -> ::sits back in his chair, wearing a puzzled frown; thinks to himself: 'Where the heck would we be getting transtator feedback from?':: H.G. Reed -> :: Under her breath. :: Finally Hunter Matheson -> ::nod, slow exhale:: Hunter Matheson -> ::stabilizing the orbit:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador: Or let them fight it out. They don't trust each other as far as their ion cannons can fire them. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Ambassador:: Was it this difficult for you to negotiate with President Neonew? Cassie Granger -> +Dyan+ Prepare for simultaneous beamout, two government officials to be kept separated until aboard Challenger. Specifics to follow. John Randall -> ::suddenly sits bolt upright in his chair as a thought comes into his mind about the feedback; wonders if he should contact someone:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador: He is resolute to his ends. Cptn Ja'Lale -> At least President Verdugo seems more open to discussion. Hunter Matheson -> ::yeah, contacting someone would be a good move:: John Randall -> ((lol)) Hunter Matheson -> (::smirk::) Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any other options? John Randall -> ::thinks to himself: 'Someone is monitoring our communications, and it's not from the planet':: Cptn Ja'Lale -> I would like to see if I can bring them aboard willingly...if that is possible.0 Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador: You have to bring both of them to the table.. also letting the ground commanders know we have them. Cassie Granger -> ::Ja'Lale:: We have a shuttle ready to go, Captain. Simultaneous beamout with security to keep both parties incommunicado until they are on board. John Randall -> ::thinks a moment, then begins composing an e-mail to send to Lieutenant Reed about the short range sensors:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::rubs chin:: THanks Cass. ::sighs:: Tough call to make really. Kidnapping both president could very well drag us into all of this. Don't know if I want to do that... ::mulls:: But we have few other options. Artemis -> ::Readings coming in from a secondary scan that is not directed to the planet:: Captain, long range sensors are picking up something on the out reaches of the system. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Raven is at the pilot console of the shuttle, ready to fire it up. Dyan and the rest of Delta await their VIP.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Artemis:: Can you identify? Cassie Granger -> ::Ja'Lale:: It worked for Captain Kirk, sir. ::slight smile:: Cassie Granger -> ::looks to Artemis;; Cptn Ja'Lale -> True... Artemis -> ::To Ja'Lale and Granger:: It looks to be another ship, but it is too far out at this point to know for sure... Hunter Matheson -> ::glances at Reed:: You picking up on that? Dyan Sylvanis -> Chief Barnes, get Shadows 2, 3, and 4 ready to respond. Derrick Sabin -> ::at Artemis' announcement, swings his attention to his long range sensors as well;: Artemis -> Whatever it is, though, it is holding position on the edge of our sensor range. John Randall -> +Reed+ Lieutenant, John Randall here. Please modify the short range sensors to scan for a possible tracer beam on our probes from the planet. It has caused a transtator feedback in engineering. H.G. Reed -> :: Double checks. :: Yes. What do you think? Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador: :: Stands back and watches, using the console for support :: Hunter Matheson -> (w) Not good. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::rubs chin:: Hmm. Quite odd. H.G. Reed -> :: Frowns :: John Randall -> ::sends the e-mail, then sits back in his chair, thinking hard:: Cassie Granger -> ::Artemis:: What area of space? Cassie Granger -> ::thinking of the little blue men:: John Randall -> ::Michaels and his team arrive back in engineering; Randall waves Michaels over:: Jeff, someone is monitoring our comms, and it isn't coming from the planet. Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK. felt like a good cliffhanger to end on. :D Dvokr chim Hok -> One problem after another Cassie Granger -> Your turn this week. Artemis -> lol John Randall -> Just a regular mission :) Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yep. It just gets better and better. Dvokr chim Hok -> Could not type into the screen Artemis -> Wouldn't be the Federation if there weren't some sort of problem Hunter Matheson -> SOP Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yeah could be someone else Cptn Ja'Lale -> .We will see.. Cptn Ja'Lale -> So another short TBS I believe? Gretchen Hanson -> yes, that seems to be the standard for this mission. Gretchen Hanson -> we're on the longest duty shift in Star Trek history. Cptn Ja'Lale -> lol the longest 5 or so minutes in the world. John Randall -> Just think of it as a 24 show Artemis -> You got that right Chirakis -> My thought as well. Gretchen Hanson -> lol Cptn Ja'Lale -> If there is nothing else... sim dismissed. Have a great week everyone.

Cmdr Rinax -> Mission Update: We left off with the Ambassador aboard, and trying to organize a mediation meeting. Gretchen, anything to add? Gretchen Hanson -> I think that's where we were. Cmdr Rinax -> Begin Sim Cmdr Rinax -> Begin Sim Cmdr Rinax -> Begin Sim John Randall -> ::making his way to engineering after catching some much needed sleep:: Hunter Matheson -> ::at helm/nav:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::on the bridge, reading over some of the mission reports, and keeping an eye on things:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::monitoring our status of being in orbit around Bolaurs:: Derrick Sabin -> ::keeping an eye on his scans of hostilities on the planet's surface:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> :: on the bridge as well:: Artemis -> ::Checking torpedo load outs and running response tests on the phaser array:: John Randall -> ::walks into engineering, and heads for his station:: Hunter Matheson -> ::flying the ship:: Derrick Sabin -> ::to Ja'Lale::: Captain, I think the two sides have caught their breaths, so to speak. It looks like the fighting is picking up again. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods:: Thank you. Any word from either side on that mediation meet? Cmdr Rinax -> ::on the bridge, in her chair, watching orbit, scanning reports, etc:: John Randall -> ::acknowledges greetings from some of the crew, and sits down at his station; pulls up reports, and reads the mission update e-mail:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: The Ambassador is...somewhere :: Cassie Granger -> ::with the ambassador somewhere:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Sighs:: Cassie Granger -> Chair, Mr. Ambassador? ::motions to one at a conference table:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador: Captain Granger, do I have your name right? Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Sits :: Thank you. Cassie Granger -> You do, Sir. Starfleet Marine Captain Granger, Sir. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Looking over the new shuttle that is on her flight deck.:: John Randall -> ::finishes reading, and leaves his station; starts circling engineering checking on the crew, and their various jobs:: Cassie Granger -> Captain Ja'Lale is on the bridge and should be here momentarily. Can I get you something to drink? Artemis -> ::Switches back to the portion of his console monitoring surface movements:: Captain, the Bimaal attackers have nearly overrun the western edge of the city. It seems the Amaal were expecting the bulk of the attack from the Northern edge Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador: Is a whiskey allowed? Cassie Granger -> I'm sure it is, sir. I'll see if we have any. Cmdr Rinax -> Captain, there was something that I needed to tell you... before you go talk to this Ambassador, if you are going to. Cmdr Rinax -> ::leans in:: Privately. Cassie Granger -> ::checks the captain's stash:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Rinax:: Oh, yes of course. Cmdr Rinax -> ::leans in closer, enough to keep this statement completely private from those on the bridge or anyone walking through... then leans back away and looks at him to make sure he understood:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Looks to see if any of the engineers or any of the flight crew have messed with it yet.:: Cassie Granger -> Scotch or bourbon? Cmdr Rinax -> ::knows the shuttle is still sealed with her handprint:: John Randall -> ::helps a few of the crew out by pointing out shortcuts to them; then pauses at the entranceway, and watches, satisfied with what he sees:: Cmdr Rinax -> Oh, and the shuttle.. is a present. Right now, it's sealed with only my handprint. Derrick Sabin -> :;reports to the Captain:: Still a lot of electrical interference in the lower atmosphere, sir. We'll need to re-establish the connection with Engineering's probes if we're going to do much talking. Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador: Choices are always good... Scotch Hunter Matheson -> ::hears nothing:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Can you retry connecting to the probe? Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Rinax:: Hmm. Interesting. Cassie Granger -> Scotch it is. Neat, or on the rocks? ::finds a crystal glass, pretty impressed at the turtle's choice of perks:: John Randall -> ::goes to the main console, and takes a station:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::nods to Ja'Lale:: Certainly is. Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador: These people.. they need a good spanking... sorry for how childish that sounds. Oh, rocks. Cptn Ja'Lale -> I suppose that can come in handy. Cmdr Rinax -> Permission to go play with my toy? Cassie Granger -> ::two cubes, scotch:: Cmdr Rinax -> Well, not off the ship at this time, just go down there and check out more stuff I haven't yet? Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods:: Permission granted, Commander. Have fun. Cptn Ja'Lale -> See what you can find. Derrick Sabin -> ::focuses the deflector array at the probe in orbit over Bimaal:: Cassie Granger -> ::brings it to him:: Anything else, Mr. Ambassador? Cmdr Rinax -> ::wide grin:: Thanks sir, I'll give you a tour later when you are free. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Hok feels a bit overwhelmed with all of the comm traffic :: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Runs her hands along the surface of the shuttle.:: John Randall -> ::gets a request for help from the crewperson handling the probe telemetry, and pulls up the program:: Artemis -> ::highlights some readings coming in:: Captain, I am also getting heavy weapons signatures that match Bimaal profiles. It appears the Bimaal are not interested in survivors with this concentration of fire:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::to anyone on bridge:: I'll be in the shuttle bay. ::gets out of her chair and heads to the TL:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Heads back to the captain’s seat:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador: :: Drinks :: Ahh.. that will be it for now. What's the latest on the ground, presuming we can tell? Derrick Sabin -> Mr. Hok, did my realignment help with the comm? Hunter Matheson -> ::hearing Rinax and Artemis::turns back to his console:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::rubs chin:: Fantastic. Dvokr chim Hok -> Let me check Mr. Sabin. :: checks :: It is clearing up, I can pick out other comms. Cassie Granger -> I haven't heard, sir. But I can check. Cmdr Rinax -> ::enters TL, exits on Shuttle bay deck and walks down corridor to entrance, already spotting a figure over near the shuttle, possibly touching it:: Cassie Granger -> ::steps aside to engage her contact with CMTAC:: Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: a fuzzy image of Pres. Verdugo appears on the viewscreen, his lips moving but no sound through the static::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Can you relay through the probe? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Steps back a moment, pondering what she is going to do. Maybe try to get the door to open?:: John Randall -> ::helps the female ensign send commands to the probe over the northern continent, reconfiguring it:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::steps in closer, noticing that it's Dyan, pauses to see what she'll do next:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::sort of in the shadows still, unless Dyan heard the shuttle bay door open:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Logs into the probe to see if the comms can be cleared further :: Cassie Granger -> Ground action is heavy, Mr. Ambassador. John Randall -> ::sends updated configuration to the science station on the bridge:: Artemis -> ::Expands his area of review, reporting more to the Captain:: I have at least 6 confirmed instances of fighting going on across the continent. There may be more, but atmospheric interference is not letting me get confirmed readings Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: The image of Verdugo dissolves, replaced by an equally fuzzy Prem. Neonew::: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Didn't pay attention to the door. Too busy with shuttle. She looks over the shuttle hatch, noticing the seal.:: Hmm Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth: Great. This escalated so fast. Cassie Granger -> Any idea why it may have happened? John Randall -> ::begins helping the female ensign reconfigure the remaining probes:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Thanks Ensign. Case like this, what would Kirk do? Cmdr Rinax -> ::stays where she is, a wide grin over her face, just can't wait to see how inventive Dyan is:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth: Two egos could not come to a compromise. Cassie Granger -> Over what, sir? Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth: When one is not willing to give up anything you lose everything. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::tries to talk with Neonew:: +Neonew+ Can you read us? Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth: Dilithium mostly Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::or to Verdugo:: Cassie Granger -> ::settles into a chair next to him:: Derrick Sabin -> (appearing tonight as understudy for Reed's Neonew: :) Neonew> +Challnger+ I can just make out your comm. Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth: The most recent catalist. Funny. They also are on slightly different space-faring levels. Artemis -> In all honesty, sir, Kirk would make the decision on who was morally in the right, and come in guns blazing to provide as much non-lethal help as possible to try and force talks Cmdr Rinax -> ((I like the wig, Sabin! LOL)) Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Examines the lock.:: Ugh, handprint? Really? John Randall -> ::finishes helping the ensign, and sends the reconfigurations to the science station:: Dvokr chim Hok -> I'm trying to boost signals and isolate comms :: Cassie Granger -> Mr. Ambassador, from our information you've been here a few years and the planet was stable until recently. Have you any idea why it could have erupted so suddenly? Derrick Sabin -> ::gets Randall's updates, sends a email thank you:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::steps up with a smile:: Did you need one of these? ::waves her hand at Dyan with a smile:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Neonew+ I can barely read you as well. Now, Mr. President, must you continue this fighting? I'm sure we can work things out diplomatically. John Randall -> ::has an idea, and runs a computer simulation to see whether raising the navigational shields would help clear the comms a little:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth: I think one side, probably the Amaal, have gotten really worried. The leadership has changed hands recently. Derrick Sabin -> Neonew> +Challenger+ I think you'll find that Pres. verdugo is a difficult man to reason with. Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth: They are like siblings. One minute they are playing together peacefully, the next they are bickering like there is no tomorrow.. and for them that is quite likely Cassie Granger -> Changed to a radical group? Cassie Granger -> ::pressing her hands together, listening:: John Randall -> ::the sim finishes, and he nods; punches the comm:: +Bridge+ Randall to Sabin, come in, please. Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth: More hardliners. Our way or the highway, as the phrase goes Cmdr Rinax -> ::steps over to Dyan, waiting for any response:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Grins at the Commander.:: Either that or a crowbar. Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: Neonew fades out, and Verdugo takes his place on the screen:: +Challenger+ Are you talking with that assassin, Neonew? I thought you were supposed to help us? John Randall -> ::tries again:: +Bridge+ Randall to Sabin, come in, please. Derrick Sabin -> +Randall+ Sabin here, Lt. Randall. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::About to open his mouth to talk with Neonew, sighs:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: The signals are clearing up a bit and the computer is able to discern different conversations :: Cassie Granger -> Mr. Ambassador, when you were first abducted, we detected signs of energy weapons. Have you ever known either the Amaal or the Bimaal to use energy weapons? Cmdr Rinax -> Ouch, don't hurt my new shuttle... crowbar would definately scratch up the finish. So, if I let you in with me... you know you have to keep quiet, otherwise every pilot on this craft will want a joy ride. John Randall -> +Sabin+ Ensign, inform the captain that if we raise the navigational shields, we can cut comm interference by 25%. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Verdugo+ I'm trying to speak with both of you to try to work things out. Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth: No, you noticed that too. They generally deal in precise projectile weapons. Do you have a sample weapon? Cmdr Rinax -> ::steps up to the shuttle, but doesn't place her hand on the plate yet, just taps it to wake it, and leans beside:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> All this interference certainly doesn't help. Derrick Sabin -> ::studies Randall's results with a pleasant surprise:: +Randall+ That's impressive. I'll let him know asap. Cassie Granger -> No, sir. But we do have the record of the energy weapon. It was standard issue, standard power, similar to phaser but not Starfleet and not a disruptor type. John Randall -> +Sabin+ Acknowledged. Randall out. Cassie Granger -> Which brings me to the next question. Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> +Challenger+ It's hard to talk Captain, when your cites are being destroyed by an enemy. Dyan Sylvanis -> I suppose I could keep quiet for now. Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth: Guessing someone is supplying our abductors with energy weapons. Have they used them on the other side? If they have a substantial amount if them it could turn the tide of this conflict Cassie Granger -> We know that a number of species visit the planet occasionally. Did you ever notice a species you did not recognize? John Randall -> ::receives an update from Lt. Davis on the status of the warp core:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth: There were a few times when my aide and I had meetings abruptly ended or altered. Cassie Granger -> Did they give a reason? Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Verdugo+ We emphasize Mr President. We'd like to try to do what we can to help stop the fighting between both sides. Artemis -> ::Further updates on surface fighting:: I have been able to confirm an additional 4 sites where confrontation is heavy, Captain. Derrick Sabin -> ::to Ja'Lale:: Sir, ::pauses and waits for the Captain's attention:: Engineering recommends raising the Nav shields, says it will give us a 25% boost in the comm signal. Cmdr Rinax -> Good. ::turns back to the hand scanner, places her left palm, and adjusts her fingers to just the right spots. The glass runs it's lasers over my hand to scan all of the various prints and points, then it finally makes a few pretty beeps and says "Admission granted", then the shuttle door makes a hissing sound while it opens up:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods:: Go ahead. Cptn Ja'Lale -> :;to SAbin:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth: You know, there was a group dressed differently than the others, but they looked not really different from the people we have worked with. Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> +Challenger+ I'm all for stopping the fighting, Captain. But we can't lay down our weapons with the Bimaal attacking us. Dyan Sylvanis -> Fancy. ::Smirks as the door slides open.:: Cassie Granger -> Can you describe them? Cmdr Rinax -> ::grins:: You should have ridden in it, I thought the G Forces were going to throw me away at that speed, but it compensated! ::steps inside:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Verdugo+ I agree. Which was why I was talking with President Neonew. Maybe we can work on a way to get them to stop. Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth: Blue skinned, that's for sure. John Randall -> ::an alert comes over his screen that a power conduit on deck 10 needs urgent maintenance, and dispatches a team, Lt. Michaels in charge:: Cassie Granger -> Blue skinned. Anything else? Cmdr Rinax -> ::slips into the pilot's chair, and places her hand on the console, which beeps and scans again, then a full read-out of her biosignature and biosigns comes up, then an audio announcement, "Biosignature authorized, Commander Erika Rinax. Welcome aboard." Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth: No hair to speak of, so they covered up to avoid sun exposure. Talkative Cmdr Rinax -> ::glances over at Dyan:: Isn't that fun! Artemis -> ::To Ja'Lale:: Sir, with the current forces the Bimaal have deployed, I don't believe the Amaal are going to be able to hold out for long Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth: Their 'leader' would not shut up, about anything. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods to Artemis:: How much longer you think they can last with their military strength? Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> +Challenger+ Then I will withdraw my comm signal and let you talk with him. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Slips inside.:: Pretty impressive. Cassie Granger -> ::unclips her slate and keys into CMTAC:: Did they look like this? ::passes it to Arleth:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth: One of my aides said they were interested in something they had on the planet. Sounded like a crop or something. Cmdr Rinax -> I am hoping to figure out enough of this stuff to offer help to the captain under our circumstances. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Verdugo+ Thank you, Mr. President. I'm hopeful we can make some progress. Derrick Sabin -> ::raised the Nav shields back when the Capt ordered it:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth: :: Reads it :: Yes, that's them from what I remember. Artemis -> A few days at most. Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth: What does Starfleet know about them? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hopefully, we can strike up a deal then.. otherwise, we'll have to step in. Dvokr chim Hok -> 6Amb. Arleth: :: Drinks more of his scotch :: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Wishes he had a pint :: Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: Neonew reappears on the screen, face beet red in frustration Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Wishes he had a pint or two as well:: John Randall -> ::his comm chirps:: Randall here. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Pushing all kinds of buttons and stopping to listen :: Cassie Granger -> ::retrieving the slate:: We're learning more every day, sir. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Neonew+ Ahh, Mr. President. I'm glad you're still there. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Sits down, afraid to touch anything, since it might react violently to her.:: John Randall -> Michaels> +Randall+ John, we're at the power conduit, and there's something strange about this. Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth: Ah, ongoing. I think first we need a ceasefire. No negotiation can happen under these conditions. Cmdr Rinax -> ::taps a few console covers, with her fingertip, and they open, some in front of Dyan's area:: Derrick Sabin -> Neonew> +Challenger+ Don't let that man cut me off again. Cassie Granger -> ::using her slate to text the captain that there is evidence of off-world interference:: Cmdr Rinax -> So, they put me in this, and did remote settings and Whoosh, I was off whisking quickly through space to Challenger. John Randall -> +Michaels+ Define 'strange', Jeff. Artemis -> ::mutters to himself about cranky old men with no patience and certainly no respect for people:: Hunter Matheson -> (Got a Google driverless car, Cdr?) Cmdr Rinax -> (Yeah, This is the upgrade model *grins* but we are NOT going to GoogleVille) Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth: If there is indeed other-world interference, then the damage may already be done. We need to expose this, let them know we know and will tell the other side if they don't come to the table. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Neonew+ We'll do what we can. What was it you wanted to contact us about? Cassie Granger -> I'll see what we can do about that ceasefire, Mr. Ambassador. :;stands:: If you will excuse me for a moment? Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth: Certainly. John Randall -> Michaels> +Randall+ It looks like someone attempted to, bypass, this conduit; that's the only way I can describe it. Hunter Matheson -> (Roger that.) Cassie Granger -> ::turns to enter the bridge::: Derrick Sabin -> Neonew> +Challenger+ You talked about a mediated solution. What's in it for us? We will certainly crush all resistance very soon. Dyan Sylvanis -> So they just kind of gave you this? No questions asked? Cassie Granger -> ::and into hearing range of the argument::: Cmdr Rinax -> Well, ::sly smile:: I did used to work in Intel. Cassie Granger -> ::approaching Cptn Ja'Lale to stand beside him until he is finished with his convo:: Cmdr Rinax -> I'm sure they will want it back - someday... just not immediately. Cassie Granger -> :;bends close, low tone:: When you have a moment, Captain. Dyan Sylvanis -> Well if it came from Intel, I'm definitely not touching anything. Cmdr Rinax -> Oh let's have some fun! ::presses a couple unmarked buttons, looking around to see what they did:: John Randall -> Michaels> +Randall+ Ah, never mind, John, ensign Hopson has stepped forward, and says he made the wrong adjustment. He's fixing it now, and I'm observing. Cmdr Rinax -> Shuttle> ::cabinets click, and snap open about an inch:: John Randall -> +Michaels+ Acknowledged, Jeff. Randall out. Cmdr Rinax -> What's in that cabinet? ::spins on her chair, looking over Dyan's shoulder:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Neonew+ Well, you'll have access to our trading networks for one thing. Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> Good job, folks. We'll continue from there next week. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Anyway, any questions or comments before we dismiss Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK. TBS will be about zero next week. Have a great week, everyone and hope you all had a nice holiday last week. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Goodnight folks, and sim dismissed.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Last week, the extraction team has successfully retrieved the ambassador but probably didn't make any friends with his captors nor the Bimaal president. Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS was zero. Any questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Hunter Matheson -> ::at helm:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Rubs his temples, wishing it went better than this, but oh well:: Artemis -> ::sitting at Tactical, listening to the argument from the surface:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Those on the planet, please use @) Derrick Sabin -> ::at the Sci station on the bridge, watching and listening to the comm exchange onscreen:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Still in Shadow one, awaiting Crew Chief Barnes to give the all clear signal.:: Cassie Granger -> Crew Chief Barnes> ::thumbs up:: H.G. Reed -> :: On the bridge, at her station. :: Hunter Matheson -> ::adjusting orbit, doing his helm thing: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Acknowledges and pops the canopy, quickly flipping over the edge and coming down to the floor. Misty follows close behind. Looking to see everyone with their masks on, she carefully removes her helmet and begins walking towards the locker area.:: Great job everyone. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::monitoring extraction process from his console:: Cassie Granger -> Plane Crew> ::swarms around the craft, working, checking, etc:: H.G. Reed -> @ Neonew >> :: Still causing a ruckus about sovereignty. :: Gretchen Hanson -> @Pres Verdugo> ::trying to break through the comm static to reach the Challenger:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Gets into the locker room, stips out of her flight suit and heads for a decon shower.:: Cassie Granger -> ::in Flight Ops:: Derrick Sabin -> ::glad he doesn't have Hok's job of trying to sort out all the comm signals:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::listens to Verdugo blather on:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Misty> :;Stops just short of the locker room, removes her helmet and turn to yell out.:: Clear! Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Flight crew remove their masks and carry on.:: Cassie Granger -> ::Exits flight ops on her way to MARDET to await Shadow's after action report (AAR):: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: The Ambassador and his two aides arrive on Challenger :: Derrick Sabin -> Captain, I think Bimaal is really angry with us. I'm picking up energy readings from their weapons systems that they might be re-aiming. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hmm. Not a wise option for them. Move us out of their range if you can. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Makes his way to the bridge :: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Is in the shower, quickly cleaning up. Once done she returns to the locker room, disposing of her flight suit. She then grabs a pair of shorts and tanktop, slipping them one and quickly makes her way to give her AAR.:: Gretchen Hanson -> @Pres Verdugo> ::just barely audible in the static:: ....demand action....Bimaal advances....our survival... Cptn Ja'Lale -> Lt. Hok, can you clear that up? Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Hok sits in his comm station after a brief break :: Hunter Matheson -> ::adjusts the orbit then drums his fingers on the console:: H.G. Reed -> @ Neonew > :: Continues on about trespassing. :: Dvokr chim Hok -> I will try. :: taps feverishly :: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Finds Cass near the office, her hair still a little wet from the quick shower.:: Captain. ::Gives a salute.:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador > :: Escorted to the bridge :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hmm. Where's a Vulcan when you need one? Should we weigh in on this on their Amaal side? Artemis -> ::Locks in a standard shield frequency rotation just in case:: Derrick Sabin -> ::offers up his suggestion to the Captain:: Is there any good guys or bad guys in this issue? Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador > :: Enters the bridge :: Hunter Matheson -> ::checking out the ambassador as he enters:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Sees the Ambassador come on board:: Ambassador, welcome to our bridge. EddieFreeman -> ::watching the satellite feeds, glancing up to the ambassador:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: The signal clears up a tad bit, but there's just a lot of noise and little signal :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::shakes head:: I'm sorry the situation on the surface has come to this. Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador > A bit more inviting than being underground. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Did they treat you okay? Cassie Granger -> ::enters MARDET, moving directly to the team debrief room where they're all in the midst of their AAR:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador > It's been boiling for some time Captain. They are good people. Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador > I have been...out of the loop. What is the current situation? Cptn Ja'Lale -> I'm sure they are. Unfortunately, the Bimaal has invaded territory of the Ammar. Both sides have escalated into fighting. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Rejoins the rest of Shadow in the debrief room. Would feel underdressed amongst the others still in flight suits if she wasn't already used to it. Takes a seat.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Due to the interference, we have had little to no luck in raising the Amaal, and vice-versa. Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador > I'm not surprised. They have both invested time and credits into countermeasures Derrick Sabin -> ::(m) not to mention the dilithium deposits Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador > :: thinks :: Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador > I believe we are at a point where we need to force the two leaders together on neutral ground. Hunter Matheson -> ::glance to Sabin:: EddieFreeman -> ::glancing back to the screen as a light begins to flash:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> I agree. This fighting will get them nowhere, though I don't know if either side will listen to us at this point. Gretchen Hanson -> @Pres. Verdugo> :::still just a fuzzy video and not much else:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador > Beam both leaders to Challenger, let each side know we have them by any means necessary and then hammer out a deal. EddieFreeman -> ::to Hok, sotto voce so as not to interrupt the captain and Ambassador:: Hey, Hok. Got a channel for you. The satellites locked onto some comms. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::rubs chin:: I'm sure they'll absolutely love us for that. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Though unlikely, I would like to try to salvage our dilithium deal Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Nods, tunes the channels in :: Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador > That is the rub, what can we offer each side so this conflict can end? EddieFreeman -> ::begins scanning neighboring frequencies and similar channels for more communications:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> The usual technological and economic aid, and access to our trade routes. Cassie Granger -> ::Sylvanis:: Lieutenant. I'd like your take on the local ground situation. Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador > That's a start... at any rate, they are not going to like being plucked off the planet. Gretchen Hanson -> @Pres. Verdugo> ::static clears somewhat, but video is all that appears onscreen, no audio:: Artemis -> ::Notices a object on one of his panels, brings it up to full view:: Captain, I am picking up an object on an intercept course for the Challenger. Origin is unknown except that it is not coming from the planet, and it is due to intercept in 5 minutes Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Looks at President Verdugo, tries to speak to him:: Can you hear me, Mr. President? Hunter Matheson -> ::checks his readings:: Plotting an evasive course. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Artemis:: Can you identify what it is? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Please do. Artemis -> Sir, the profile matches that of a Federation ship, a high speed shuttle to be more precise. Hunter Matheson -> ::his systems pick up the object:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::rubs chin:: Interesting. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::breathes a sigh of relief, as it's not a Bimaal or Amaal missile:: Hunter Matheson -> ::high-speed shuttle?::: Hunter Matheson -> ::Artemis:: What speed we talking about? Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::warp-sled perhaps:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: It was a mess, Ma'am. Bimaal had quite the numbers, armored and infantry. Next thing you know, all hell breaks loose. Derrick Sabin -> ::redirecting scans to see if he can find out anything about the contents of this shuttle::: Cassie Granger -> From your nose package, does it look like local tech? Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador > What is going on Captain? EddieFreeman -> ::peering at the scans of the shuttle:: Derrick Sabin -> Captain, scans show one life form aboard the craft. Artemis -> ::Hunter:: Warp 6 at least. Captain, I think there is something that we can learn from this craft. Permission to bring it aboard to the landing bay? Hunter Matheson -> ::jerks around:: Warp SIX??? Cptn Ja'Lale -> A full-on civil war between both sides, Ambassador. Bimaal has invaded the Amaal side and now both sides are battling each other. EddieFreeman -> Six? ::looking up to Artemis:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Warp sled, probably. Can you hail the shuttle, Mr. Hok? Hunter Matheson -> ::looks to the engineering chief:: Artemis -> ::To Eddie and Hunter: Aye. Hunter Matheson -> ::Freeman:: Never heard of one like that. Hunter Matheson -> Holy schmoley... warp six? Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Nods :: Challenger to shuttle, identify yourself Hunter Matheson -> ::low whistle:: Dvokr chim Hok -> +Shuttle+ This is the Federation vessel USS Challenger EddieFreeman -> ::nodding:: I mean, it's theoretically possible, but that's fast, for a shuttle... Cptn Ja'Lale -> Rather unfortunate. Of course, our lack of effective communications between us and the planet certain didn't help things along. Derrick Sabin -> Must be an important package, Captain. Hunter Matheson -> Yeah... I'd think so. Unless it's R&D, but even they have their limits. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods at Derrick:: Hunter Matheson -> I'm thinking we need to be careful. H.G. Reed -> :: Tapping away at her console. :: Hunter Matheson -> ::turns:: Captain. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes? ::turns to look at Hunter. Dyan Sylvanis -> I'm not certain for myself. That would be something for the eggheads upstairs to decide, but some of it did appear quite advanced. Hunter Matheson -> ::stands to face him:: Sir, I’m a Special Warfare Craft Crewman, and even we have nothing to even come close to that. I recommend we do not take it aboard without further review. Dvokr chim Hok -> No response captain Artemis -> ::To the Captain:: Sir, the Shuttle is due within one minute. Do I have permission to allow this shuttle aboard Challenger? Derrick Sabin -> Captain, I read no weapons signatures. Cassie Granger -> ::nod:: That's what we picked up here, too. Cassie Granger -> We'll let the head shed deal with it. Thanks, Lieutenant. Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador > I do not know of this shuttle. Cptn Ja'Lale -> I'd like to know who is in that shuttle before allowing them inside. Cptn Ja'Lale -> That makes two of us, Ambassador. Artemis -> Sir, it's a shuttle that has no readable weapon signatures, and apparently one life form. How dangerous can it be? EddieFreeman -> We have to treat it as unknown. If it's Fed, it's classified. Dyan Sylvanis -> Yes Ma'am. Hunter Matheson -> ::Ja'Lale:: Due respect, Captain, there are a lot of ways to damage a starship without weapons. Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador > There are species that would not hesitate to use one of their own as a weapon. Derrick Sabin -> In a Federation craft? Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods:: Very well. Since there are no weapons signatures, let them dock. Standard security welcome, please. Hunter Matheson -> ::Sabin:: Damn right. Artemis -> Aye sir. EddieFreeman -> ::to Ja'lale:: Request permission to go meet the shuttle. And to take Marines or Security with me. Cassie Granger -> ::alarms go off in the bay:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Granted, Mr. Freeman Cassie Granger -> ::sprint to Flight Ops:: EddieFreeman -> ::nodding, levering self out of chair and heading off the bridge:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hm. I wasn't expecting company. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Shoots up from her chair, follows after Cassie.:: Shadows 5 and 6 were ready to launch when we came in. Artemis -> ::Unleashes a battery of tactical scans on the shuttle as it comes in for final approach to the landing bay:: Cassie Granger -> ::nod:: We'll scramble them. EddieFreeman -> (I forget, is Granger in charge of the Marines, or Sylvanis?) Cassie Granger -> +BAY+ Chief of the watch, scramble Shadow 5 and 6, standard defensive run. Cassie Granger -> (Both) Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: the shuttle makes a hard deceleration and lines up for final approach to the landing bay Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Yes and no? lol)) Cassie Granger -> (You got it.) Cassie Granger -> (It's complicated.) Artemis -> +Granger+ Ardentis to Granger. Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador > Captain, keep me appraised of the situation with the shuttle if you are able. EddieFreeman -> ::heading to shuttle bay, grabbing a weapon on the way:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Of course, I will. Cassie Granger -> ::exits into Flight Ops:: +Artemis+ Granger here. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Follows Cass into flight Ops, taking an earpiece.:: Dyan Sylvanis -> :;Watches as Shadows 5 and 6 launch.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> You can stay here on the bridge and get a live feed of the progress with the shuttle. Artemis -> +Granger+ Please take a team and meet up with Freeman in the Landing Bay. We have a rather interesting shuttle on approach. Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: the bay's landing light grid activates as the shuttle makes final approach. Cassie Granger -> ::Sylvanis:: Take Flight Coordination. Cassie Granger -> +Artemis+ On it. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods, moving to the appropriate console.:: EddieFreeman -> ::entering the shuttle bay, and dragging a heavy crate into position for use as partial cover if things go sideways:: Cassie Granger -> ::watching Charlie team swarm the bay, weapons at ready down, loaded for bear:: Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: The shuttle touches down on the grid. Artemis -> ::To The Captain:: Sir, Shuttle is docked. EddieFreeman -> ::looking around to check on his backup:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Thank you. ::To Artemis:: Cassie Granger -> +Ja'Lale+ Shuttle in the bay. Charlie team on guard. Shadow 5 & 6 on standard defense. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Cass+ Understood. Keep us apprised. Dyan Sylvanis -> I see it on the monitor. Unknown shuttle. They just landed in the upper shuttle bay. EddieFreeman -> ::to Charlie team:: If I go down. light this sucker up! ::approaching the shuttle and reaching for the door:: Cmdr Rinax -> Figure inside shuttle> ::shutting down various components, downloading certain info to a PADD:: Cassie Granger -> +Freeman+ This is Granger. Approach with caution. ::nods copy to Sylvanis:: EddieFreeman -> ::approaching with weapon leveled - stands to the side of the door as he reaches out and opens it:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador > :: Sits with a good view of the screen and close to Mr. Hok. Cmdr Rinax -> Figure> ::makes more adjustments, as this special craft requires:: EddieFreeman -> +Granger+ Opening door and....entering. ::turns through the doorway, weapon leveled, scanning as he enters:: Cassie Granger -> ::Charlie team in standard ready positions:: Cassie Granger -> +Freeman+ Understood. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::sits down, watching the screen:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::turns quickly to see Eddie open the door, luckily she just opened the hatch:: Hi guys... thanks. Take me to the Captain, it's urgent! :;stands and swiftly meets them:: Dyan Sylvanis -> +Shadow 5+ Raven, this is Silverhawk. You and Wildcat maintain defensive positions. We'll advise. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::squints at the screen:: Wait, is that?... EddieFreeman -> +Granger+ One unidentified. ::levels rifle:: Hold on just one minute here. Who are you? Cassie Granger -> +Freeman+ Request positive ID. Cmdr Rinax -> ::grabs a small bag, then looks at Freeman:: You don't recognize your XO, or have I been replaced? EddieFreeman -> ::pausing:: +Granger+ ... It's Rinax. Cassie Granger -> ::Charlie, weapons brought to bear::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> It is. ::Smiles:: It's my XO, she's come back. Cassie Granger -> +Freeman+ Repeat. Request positive ID. Federation ID, retinal scan. Cmdr Rinax -> ::flips a switch at the hatch, and places her hand on it, to secure the shuttle - from prying eyes and drooling:: Hunter Matheson -> ::unconvinced:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Cass+ Once you get a positive ID, bring her up to the bridge. EddieFreeman -> +Granger+ Understood. ::to Rinax:: One minute. We're in a dicey situation here. We need a positive id. ::bringing out tricorder:: Cassie Granger -> +Ja'Lale+ Aye aye, sir. Cmdr Rinax -> Yeah yeah, figures... ::extends hand:: Fingerprint? EddieFreeman -> ::Rinax:: Fingers, retina, Fed ID. The works. This is a really dicey situation. ::scans fingers, then eyes:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::almost certainly sure that is indeed Rinax, but one can never be too sure:: (5 minutes) Derrick Sabin -> ::would love to do a closer scan of that shuttle, but is frustrated as the craft's shielding is preventing it::: Cmdr Rinax -> ::but not allowing anyone else board, once Eddie id's her, has him back out as she closes the hatch:: Let's go see our Captain! Cassie Granger -> +Freeman+ POS ID verified. Accompany the commander to the bridge, as requested. Cassie Granger -> +Charlie+ Stand down. Cassie Granger -> ::Sylvanis:: Bring the birds to the barn. EddieFreeman -> +Granger+ Understood. ::lowering weapon:: Well. Let's go. ::glancing at tricorder:: Cassie Granger -> +Ja'Lale+ ID verified. LtCdr Freeman is accompanying CDR Rinax to the bridge. Cmdr Rinax -> ::follows Freeman, shuttle all secure:: Well, mr Freeman, good to be back... anything been going on? Cassie Granger -> +Rinax+ Welcome back, Commander. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Cassie+ Thank you. Good work. Hunter Matheson -> ::sits, relieved:: Cmdr Rinax -> +Granger+ Thanks, glad to be here also. Cmdr Rinax -> ::anxious to see the Captain:: EddieFreeman -> ::nods to Granger:: Thanks, Captain. ::to Commander:: There's a bit of a shooting match planetside. A civil war. There's a lot of dilithium on this rock. ::begins leading them to the bridge:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: Aye. :;Trying not to smile.:: +S5+ Come on back. False alarm. Repeat false alarm. Cmdr Rinax -> ::raises her brow, knowing about this already:: Oh really. Wow. Cassie Granger -> ::slumps into a chair:: So, Dyan. Think anything else will happen on this watch? ::wry grin:: EddieFreeman -> ::glancing to her, smirking:: You don't sound surprised, ma'am. Briefed on this? ::arriving at the turbolift:: Cmdr Rinax -> A fight over Dilithium? ::follows freeman:: Cassie Granger -> ::Sylvanis:: No false alarms here, only intensive training. ::smirk:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::doesn't smirk, nod or flinch at his comment, just keeps asking more questions:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Turns her chair around.:: Well there's still Klingons, Romulans, pirates, and who knows what else, so probably. ::Grins.:: Artemis -> ::Can't help but feel relieved that it is someone the crew news, but is also still slightly suspicious about her method of arrival:: Artemis -> knows* EddieFreeman -> ::still slightly suspicious - itching to go back and peek at that weird shuttle:: We have one side's ambassador aboard now, and we're trying to defuse the whole mess. Cmdr Rinax -> ::as the TL reaches the bridge, steps in front of Eddie:: Thanks for the escort, glad to be back. ::nods and smiles, then turns and walks through the bridge over to the Captain:: Captain, reporting as ordered, Sir! Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Points up at the monitor, showing the image of the newly acquired shuttle.:: Plus we have that... Cassie Granger -> Yeah, we have that. Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> Great job. Another zero TBS. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Before we dismiss, we have one bit of business to conduct. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yay!! First sort of business, welcome back Commander Rinax! :D Cptn Ja'Lale -> We're glad to have you back, finally. Wasn't the same without you. :) Cmdr Rinax -> LOL Eddie, glad you didn't come in with guns blazing Cassie Granger -> They were itching to, Commander. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Secondly, Cadet Artemis. Front and centre, please. Cmdr Rinax -> Thank you Gretchen for the wonderful entrance! Artemis -> ::Steps up:: Gretchen Hanson -> bows, my pleasure Cmdr Rinax -> ::formally takes her post next to the Captain:: Artemis -> ::Really wishing he had thought to iron his uniform for the second time...:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Though you have only been with us as a cadet for a short time, you have performed your roles in tactical and engineering very well indeed. You obviously haven't lost your touch when it comes to simming. That is why, now that you have met required three sims, we are pleased to officially graduate you from the Academy program and promote you to the rank of ensign. Cassie Granger -> ::scoping out the uniform:: Cmdr Rinax -> ::applauds:: Congrats Ensign! Gretchen Hanson -> You know, Artemis, that upon soloing in flight school they cut out the back of your shirt, so ironing won't matter. Artemis -> Thank you, sir. Commander, it is a pleasure to finally meet you. I look forward to working with everyone in the future.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Last week, the Challenger crew continued to deal with the ongoing fighting on Bolarus. THe Captain is currently dealing with the Ambassador's captors, while an extraction squad was also sent to retrieve the ambassador and his team in case things go south. Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS was 0. Any questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Hunter Matheson -> ::at helm, itching to be with the team:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Oh yes.. and Artemis today will be serving in our tactical department, correct Artemis? Artemis -> Aye Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::In Shadow 1, flanking the Mule as they prepare to deploy boots to the ground.:: Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian> ::informs his superior of contact in the planet's atmosphere:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Just try not to blow anything up, unless it's on purpose. :P )) Cassie Granger -> ::flight ops:: +Shuttle+ Eagle 2, extraction is a go. Clear to deploy. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::trying to negotiate somethings with the Bolian captors:: H.G. Reed -> :: At her station, minding her own business. :: EddieFreeman -> ::returning to the bridge to maintain the data-stream from the probes:: Cassie Granger -> +Hawk+ Shadow 1, this is now Eagle Base. ASO is switching to Lt Rogers on the shuttle. Artemis -> ::Received his updated assignment for tactical, making his way to the bridge:: Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian Cmdr.> :::frowning:: I told that Captain not to do anything premature. Hunter Matheson -> ASO Rogers> +COM+ Shadow 1, this is Eagle 2, Lt Rogers taking ASO. You copy? Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian Cmdr.> Inform the squad to prepare. Derrick Sabin -> ::watching the insertion process on the sci station sensors:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ +Rogers+ Roger, Eagle 2. We're on your 9. Shadows 2, 3, and 4 will provide air cover as we descend with you. H.G. Reed -> :: Keeping an eye on things, making sure that status reports are being updated per standard procedures. :: Cassie Granger -> +COM+ Hok, this is Granger. Air Support Office is now Lt Rogers on the extraction shuttle. You are clear to monitor all channels. EddieFreeman -> ::take a seat at the bridge station:: Artemis -> ::Exits TL2 and enters the bridge:: Permission to assume Tactical Duties Captain? Hunter Matheson -> ASO Rogers> +Shadow 1+ Copy that. Descent to deploy in five... four... three... two... stand by. Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian> ::to the Cmdr.:: All preparation is ready, sir. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Granted. Welcome to the bridge, Mr Artemis Cassie Granger -> ::watching as the team fast-ropes to the surface, just outside the tunnel entrance. The shuttle rises to a safe altitude:: Artemis -> ::nods:: Thank you, sir ::Takes his station and proceeds to monitor for hostiles:: Hunter Matheson -> ASO Rogers> +OCM+ Eagle Base, Eagle 2. Boots down. Rising to 20,000. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Keep an eye on those Bolians. Dvokr chim Hok -> +Granger+ Understood. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Stays with the shuttle, but keeps her nose pointed to the tunnel entrance so she can get a clear visual. The other Shadows remain in a cover pattern overhead.:: Artemis -> Aye, sir Cassie Granger -> (spel ck werks 4u, Kal?) Hunter Matheson -> (uh.. yeah) Dyan Sylvanis -> ((lol)) Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian Cmdr.> Tell the squad to begin. I'll join you in a moment. Cassie Granger -> +ASO+ Solid Copy, Eagle 2. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: The ambassador and his staff wait. Whatever is happening is occuring above them. They each look at the ceiling of the underground 'bunker' for some sign of progress :: Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: the Bolian squad moves out through one of the tunnels, leaving the commander alone with the Ambassador:: Cassie Granger -> Moa> ::waves the team in, standard breach and clear, Daniels and Souter covering the entrance:: Cassie Granger -> Moa> :::hold, take cover signal:: H.G. Reed -> :: Monitors the squad. :: Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian Cmdr.> ::to the Amb. Arleth:: Well, sir, it seems the captain of your Federation ship has decided to push things along. Artemis -> Sir, I am picking up some movement coming out from the tunnels. It's not ours Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth > Captain's are not always known for their patience Cptn Ja'Lale -> The bolians, yeah? Cassie Granger -> Gonzales> +com+ Eagle 2 to Eagle 1. EddieFreeman -> ::cracks knuckles and sits down to review the data, stopping to view the contacts Artemis spotted:: Artemis -> Aye, sir. Bio-signatures match Bolian profiles. Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth > Better than waiting around for the unknown. Hunter Matheson -> ASO Rogers> +Eagle 2+ Go ahead. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Send a message to the extraction team. They'll have company. ::to Hok:: Cassie Granger -> Gonz> +Eagle 1, helmet scan shows Bolian squad approaching. Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian Cmdr.> Yes, it's a shame. I hope he can deliver you safely back to your ship through the fighting up above. Unfortunately we won't be here to help. Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian Cmdr.> ::makes a slight bow to Arleth, and then withdraws down the same tunnel as his squad earlier:: Dvokr chim Hok -> +Extraction team+ This is Challenger, you have company inbound. Hunter Matheson -> ASO Rogers> +COM+ Eagle 2, hold position. Hunter Matheson -> ASO Rogers> +Hok+ Copy that, Challenger. Eagle 2 is holding position. Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth > :: Stands up :: Hey, are we just to sit down here?! H.G. Reed -> :: Checks on the status updates. :: Cassie Granger -> Hector> ::gives Moa the sign:: Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian Cmdr.> ::meets up with his squad a short distance down the tunnel, and they make their way to another opening on the surface:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ Misty> Scans show that the Bolians have left the area of the Ambassador and his aide. :;Relays to ASO and Challenger.:: Hunter Matheson -> ASO Rogers> +Shadow 1+ Copy. Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth > :: Remains standing, one of his staff begs him to sit :: Sir, you may want to wait. Cassie Granger -> +Shadow 1+ Shadow 1, Eagle Base. Any signs of hostility? Dyan Sylvanis -> +Eagle Base+ Negative, seems the unknowns have left. Target is awaiting evac. Dyan Sylvanis -> *@ Cassie Granger -> +Shadow 1+ Copy. Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: The Bolians activate a transport device and dematerialize. Cassie Granger -> +ASO Rogers+ You got that, Eagle 1? Hunter Matheson -> ASO Rogers> +Roger, Eagle Base+ Artemis -> Sir, detecting transport signatures. It appears the Bolians have left the surface Dyan Sylvanis -> @ Misty> Confirmed transport signatures. Bolians are gone. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::rubs chin:: Interesting.. What do or did they want? Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth > :: Runs out to the hallway and encounters a door... locked magnetically, the two staff members run out with him :: Cassie Granger -> ::watching the screen::puzzled:: EddieFreeman -> ::watches the transport:: In and out. Didn't actually do anything... Derrick Sabin -> ::working to track the transport signatures::: Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth > Why are they locking us in here, so we can't affect the conflict? H.G. Reed -> :: Listens to Kal with interest. :: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ +Moa+ Eagle 1, movement down below. Target seems to be moving in your direction. Cassie Granger -> Hector> +COM+ Eagle 1, We lost them. Hunter Matheson -> ASO Rogers> +COM+ Eagle 2, no signal. Cassie Granger -> Hector> +COM+ Shadow 1, copy. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ Mist, patch your scans to the Mule, real time. I think they are having trouble. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ Misty> Gotcha. ::Links Shadow 1's sensors to Eagle 2.:: Derrick Sabin -> ::loses the residual signal somewhere along a polar axis point:: Hunter Matheson -> ASO Rogers> +Shadow 1+ Uh..thanks for the assist. Got it. +EAgle 2+ Bolians are gone. Proceed. Cassie Granger -> Moa> ::moves the team out after Hector acknowledges:: Cassie Granger -> Moa> :::on the hunt, standard clear:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth > :: Tries to operate the door :: Do you know anything about doors Lt.? Cassie Granger -> ::watching the helmet feed:: Cassie Granger -> Moa> ::rounding the corner, comes to a type of bunker:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth > :: Aide :: I do not Ambassador. Cassie Granger -> Moa> ::helmet scan shows ambassador's bio signs:: Artemis -> ::Turns to Freeman:: Any guesses where they might have gone? Cassie Granger -> Moa> ::places a comm transmitter on the door:: +COM+ Federation security. Open the door. H.G. Reed -> :: Quietly working, making updates, checking systems. :: Cassie Granger -> O'Neill> ::checking the door for weaknesses:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::monitors the extraction process:: EddieFreeman -> That leaves a lot of room to wiggle. Polar base? Other side of the planet? Might be worth maneuvering a probe closer to the last point you had a signal. Cassie Granger -> Moa> +Arleth+ Ambassador, acknowledge your presence with code word. EddieFreeman -> ::pulls up the probes on his console, trying to decide which one is least needed where it is:: Hunter Matheson -> ASO Rogers> ::turning to the pilot, sharp nod:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth > +Moa+ Ad astra per aspera Cassie Granger -> Moa> +Arleth+ Stand away from the door. Cassie Granger -> Moa> ::placing small charges by the magnetic points, they blow the door:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth > :: Backs the ... up :: Hunter Matheson -> ASO Rogers> ::thumbs up for descent:: Cassie Granger -> Moa> Ambassador Arleth, I am GySgt Momoa. Is your detail with you? Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth > Yes, my two staff members are with me and well, as am I. Cassie Granger -> Moa> ::spots them behind him:: Come with us. Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth > :: One man and one woman step in behind him :: Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth > :: Nods to the others :: Cassie Granger -> Moa> :;after facial recognition::the team leads them out, swiftly, clearing the way:: Hunter Matheson -> ASO Rogers> ::hovering at the extraction point:: Cassie Granger -> Gonzales> +COM+ Challenger Actual, this is Eagle 2. We have three packages. EddieFreeman -> ::shuffles a probe that isn't doing much of anything closer to the pole:: Cassie Granger -> Moa> ::piles into the shuttle with the team behind:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Gonzalez+ Good job. RTB. Hunter Matheson -> ASO Rogers> ::signals the pilot and they take off, headed for Challenger:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth > This whole damned mess.. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Follows after Eagle 2, along with the other 3 Shadows.:: Cassie Granger -> Tanya> ::checking the three as the shuttle moves out of the atmosphere:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth > :: to whomever :: Where are we going? Hunter Matheson -> :::lets out a breath:: Cassie Granger -> Moa> USS Challenger, Mr. Ambassador. You'll be safe there. Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth > Challenger? Never heard of the ship. Gretchen Hanson -> ::in sickbay, Gretchen receives the message that the extraction was succesful and the Ambassador and his assistants might be needing further medical care:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Wish it didn't have to come to that. Cassie Granger -> +Hok+ Inform the captain they are inbound. Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth > Well, until today. Dvokr chim Hok -> +Granger+ Aye Cassie Granger -> Moa> ::grin:: Looks like you have now, sir. Dyan Sylvanis -> Crew Chief Barnes> ::On the flight deck prepping to receive.:: Alright ladies. We have in coming. Clear the deck! H.G. Reed -> @ Neonew :: Attempting to contact Challenger. :: ...+Challenger+ Dvokr chim Hok -> Captain, the ambassador and his two aides are enroute to Challenger. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Good job. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Neonew+ Hello? Did you try to contact us? Cassie Granger -> ::steps into the shuttle bay to meet the ambassador when they land:: H.G. Reed -> @ Neonew > +Challenger+ Starfleet ship! This is outrageous. Your incursion upon our territory amounts to a declaration of war! Hunter Matheson -> (m) Good luck with that one, guy. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Neonew+ What's outrageous is the fact our ambassador was captured in your said territory. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Not to mention all this infighting here Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Watching the tail end of the shuttle as they approach Challenger.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> (5 mintes) H.G. Reed -> @ Neonew +Challenger+ The Biamaal were not involved in the abduction of your ambassador adn I resent the implication that we were! Cassie Granger -> ::waiting for the shuttle to land:: EddieFreeman -> ::watching the feed for the shuttle landing:: Cassie Granger -> ::it lands and the team piles out, followed by the ambassador:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Neonew+ Perhaps.. it was regrettable, but we had to ensure his safety and get him out. Cassie Granger -> ::steps forward:: Ambassador Arleth, welcome aboard USS Challenger. I am Captain Granger, Marine detachment, here to escort you to the bridge, if you're up to it, sir. H.G. Reed -> @ Neonew +Challenger+ You should have requested our assistance in dealing with the Bolians instead of your illegal incursion into our territory. It is unacceptable! Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Shadow Squad begins to land, except for Shadow 1. She remains out for the moment.:: +Barnes+ Make sure the shuttle is cleared before I land. Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth > Thank you Captain. All I ask is something cold to drink and for my staff behind me to rest. Cassie Granger -> ::steps aside, greeting his security detail as they exit:: Cassie Granger -> Of course, Ambassador. ::leads them out of the bay and into the lift:: Bridge. Dyan Sylvanis -> Barnes> +Hawk+ Yes Ma'am. Shadow 1 is coming in. Masks on! ::Grabs his mask from his belt and places it over his face. The rest of the ground crew begins to follow suit.:: Cassie Granger -> +COM+ This is Granger. The Ambassador and his detail are en route to the bridge. Requesting cold drinks. Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth > :: Goes onto the lift :: Ah, lighting... Cassie Granger -> ::smile:: Yes, sir. We do have lights aboard. ::lift stops at the bridge and she steps out to escort him:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Neonew+ What's unacceptable is starting this whole thing in the first place. We do not take kindly to forces to illegally invade other countries. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Comes in to land.:: Hunter Matheson -> ASO Rogers> ::exits the shuttle, thumbs up to Shadow squadron:: H.G. Reed -> @ +Challenger+ We are not illegally invading anywhere! We have sovereign rights! Dyan Sylvanis -> Barnes> ::Checking to make sure all the bodies on the deck has their masks on.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Again -- great job everyone! Cptn Ja'Lale -> Shall we pick up from there next week? Dyan Sylvanis -> sure Cassie Granger -> works Cptn Ja'Lale -> Just keeps getting better and better, eh? lol Gretchen Hanson -> yes, another 0 tbs, since we're in mid-conversation with Neonew, and the fighters are landing! Dvokr chim Hok -> A whole week and he does not get a cold drink. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions before we dismiss? Dyan Sylvanis -> Don't forget to vote if you haven't done so already. Hunter Matheson -> vote? Gretchen Hanson -> I'll do that now. see you all next week everyone. Dyan Sylvanis -> For the fighters. It's on the message board. Hunter Matheson -> Right. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes.. there is a poll in the Challenger forums in which a choice of a fighter plane is given. Please go ahead and vote for your favourite Hunter Matheson -> I was thinking it's not Tuesday. Derrick Sabin -> special election, Kal Dyan Sylvanis -> lol Hunter Matheson -> Right. Cassie Granger -> Heh. Will do. Derrick Sabin -> good night all. See you next Sunday. H.G. Reed -> Night Dyan Sylvanis -> night night Hunter Matheson -> Night. Cptn Ja'Lale -> And good job to Cadet Artemis. Let me know where you want to be assigned next week. Dvokr chim Hok -> Look at the results now Cptn Ja'Lale -> Can be done via PMs. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Thanks... good night folks! Cptn Ja'Lale -> See you next week Dvokr chim Hok -> Have a good week cass Cassie Granger -> Have a good one, Hok.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK, last week, we had our response from Admiral Middleton who was supportive of whatever we could do to help quell the situation here on Bolarus, with both sides embroiled in a state of civil war. The Federation Ambassador has not answered our repeated comms and the crew grows concerned. TBS was zero Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Gretchen Hanson -> (and we had been contacted by a 3rd group, the Bolarians, who are holding the Ambassador) Cassie Granger -> ASO> ::in flight ops:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Yes, we did decide Bolians were involved right?)) Hunter Matheson -> ::at helm:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Yes, thanks) Cassie Granger -> ASO> (And I think we had a semi-bead on the ambassador through Shadow's nose package scans) Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::On the bridge, talking with the 3rd party:: Derrick Sabin -> ::at Sci station, trying to keep track of the players on his at-home score card:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Again, correct) H.G. Reed -> :: At her station on the bridge. :: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Over the area believed to hold the Ambassador, awaiting the Mule to arrive with ground teams.:: EddieFreeman -> ::at engineering console on the bridge:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador: Why are we being held?! I can't believe we are worth that much, certainly not Lt. Sams here. It's her first real assignment. Cassie Granger -> ASO> +Shadow 1+ Shadow One, this is Shadow Base. Mule is deployed in low orbit ready for infil. Awaiting further orders. How copy? Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Sams gives him a strange look :: Derrick Sabin -> ::reading over the data as Sylvanis relays her scans back to the ship:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ +ASO+ We're currently over the target area. If the readings are right, the Ambassador and his entourage are below us, along with possibly hostile Bolians. EddieFreeman -> ::his tasks done on the bridge, leaves to return to engineering:: Artemis -> ::In Engineering, at his station trying to find out how to make the font larger on his main display:: John Randall -> ::at his station in engineering, holding down the fort for the chief, and monitoring the data from the probes:: Derrick Sabin -> Captain, we have our best shot at beaming the Ambassador out with the Mule in position. It's still risky, but the only other option is boots on the ground. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Which would be just as risky.. Let's get the Mule in position and try to beam them out EddieFreeman -> ::enters engineering after a short trip:: Hey, Randall, I'm back! ::shouting deeper into the engineering bay as he enters:: Cassie Granger -> ASO> +Shadow 1+ Copy. Feed data to Sabin on the bridge. Cassie Granger -> +Bridge+ Granger to Rinax. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ +ASO+ Roger. ::Misty is streaming live data to Challenger and Sabin's console.:: John Randall -> ::turns in his chair at hearing the chief:: At the main console, sir! Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Rinax is just watching tonight) Cassie Granger -> (Copy that) +Bridge+ Captain Ja'Lale, Shadow 1 reports they are directly above the ambassador's location. Possible hostile Bolians. H.G. Reed -> (( Thanks, I think it might be one of those nights. )) Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Cass+ Are you in a position to beam them out? Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Revolving door?) John Randall -> ::looking around, spots a new face in engineering, wonders when he came aboard:: H.G. Reed -> (( Yes. )) Cassie Granger -> +Ja'Lale+ Stand by. Gretchen Hanson -> (she wasn't kidding. gets the medical duct tape out) EddieFreeman -> ::looks around, taking a quick headcount:: Davis, Randall...::stops, looking at Artemis:: Who the...new guy? Cassie Granger -> +Ja'Lale+ Negative, Captain. Mule is in low orbit, but incapable. Artemis -> ::Gets an eerie feeling like he is being watched:: Cassie Granger -> ::checking with CMTAC for alternatives::: John Randall -> I've never seen him before, either, chief. EddieFreeman -> Hey! New guy! ::to Artemis:: What's your name? Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Cass+ Roger that. Try to gt into position, if you can. Otherwise, we'll have to get a Marine squad to extract the ambassador. Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Just so you know small craft in our time period aren't capable of transporters. I don't think they were able to miniaturize the technology till runabouts came into production.)) Artemis -> ::Turns to face the stares:: Artemis, sir. New Cadet. Cassie Granger -> +Ja'Lale+ Say again, Captain. Clarify "get into position." John Randall -> ::motions for Michaels to monitor the data from the probes; slides over to another console, and pulls up the duty roster, looking for a cadet Artemis:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Cass+ the Mule is unable to get into a safe position to transport the Ambassador and his team? EddieFreeman -> ::points to self with thumb:: Eddie Freeman. Lieutenant Commander. I'm the chief of engineering. ::points to Randall:: Lieutenant John Randall. Second in command around here. Cassie Granger -> +Ja'Lale+ Mule does not have transport capability, Captain. Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: the comm comes alive with a call from the Bolians:::: Federation ship, are you receiving our transmission? Cassie Granger -> +Ja'Lale+ They are in position for extract but they need permission from Challenger Actual (you) and rules of engagement. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Well.. should've googled that. John Randall -> ::looks up, and nods to Artemis:: Nice to meet you, Cadet. Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian +Challenger+ Federation ship, please respond. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Bolian+ Challenger here.. go ahead Artemis -> Same to you, sir. Never worked on a ship this large Hunter Matheson -> ::looks around for Hok::: Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian> +challenger+ Be advised, we are holding your Ambassador. He and his party are fine for the moment. What are your intentions here? Hunter Matheson -> ::swivels to the captain, knowing he can slave comm:: Derrick Sabin -> ::trying to triangulate the signal to locate the Bolian position:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods at Hunter to do so:: John Randall -> ::smiles at him:: Yeah, I remember my first day on board; wasn't all that long ago. Just pace yourself, Cadet, you'll be fine. If you need any help, myself or Lieutenant Michaels will be around. ::points to Michaels:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ Misty> ::Using the Bolian's transmission to get an accurate position. Still streaming data to Sabin.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::nod:: On audio. Hunter Matheson -> ::tap..tap:: Cassie Granger -> ASO> +Shadow 1+ Stand by. Ship to ground contact. Repeat, stand by. Artemis -> ::nods:: Aye, sir. Where would you like me to start? Dyan Sylvanis -> @ +ASO+ Roger. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Can see the Mule on her scope.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Bolian+ So we see. We were here to negotiate some dealings with the Bolarus government, before the battling started... what are your intentions? EddieFreeman -> You came on at an...interesting time. ::pulls up a screen for Artemis:: There's a shooting war on the planet below. We've got probes out for recon. Our main task at the moment is to monitor and maintain those probes, and keep the feed coming for commos and science. What's your speciality? Or are you more of a generalist? Cassie Granger -> ::turns to FOPS comm officer:: Get a tight fix on that signal. Slip it to Shadow 1 when you get it. Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian> We have an interest in the people of this planet. We, too, are working on preventing a spread of this fighting. Hunter Matheson -> ::checking location of MULE, Shadow, and whoever else is out there:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Bolian+ That is something we are interested in preventing too... but what do you plan to achieve by holding our ambassador hostage? Derrick Sabin -> ::narrows the coordinates of where the Ambassador is, and relays via text to the Captain:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::reads Sabin's text.. responds back via text if they are able to beam the Ambassador out through another ship:: Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian> +Challenger+ You misunderstand the situation. The Ambassador was not safe in his former location. We simply moved him into our protection. Cassie Granger -> SOG> ::getting restless, itching for action as they wait in the MULE:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Bolian+ I see.. may we contact the Ambassador to make sure he's safe? Hunter Matheson -> ::itching to be in the MULE:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Is not getting any answers from anyone at this point, just sit and waits :: EddieFreeman -> ::bending to look at the console more closely - speaking to Artemis:: Okay. Here's a place to start. We're tracking specific individuals. I want you to increase the resolution on the data from these probes. Get as much information coming in as you can. If you need help, call Randall, Michaels or me. We can walk you through it if need be. Derrick Sabin -> ::replies to the Captain, "the Mule can't beam, but it has a team ready to go onground for a physical extraction at your command" :;via text::: Artemis -> ::nods:: Aye, sir Dvokr chim Hok -> :: To Sams :: The people here in general are wonderful, shame this is going on., John Randall -> ::locates Artemis' file, and opens it; eyes narrowing as he reads some interesting information:: Hunter Matheson -> ::hands comm back to Hok:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Nods to Hunter :: Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian> +challenger+ Certainly, Captain. May I have your word that you won't make any premature attempts at his recovery? EddieFreeman -> ::sitting down at a console:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::texts back 'Understood... stand by... trying to talk with his captors':: John Randall -> ::slides over to Freeman:: (w) Chief, got a sec? EddieFreeman -> ::glancing to Randall, sliding over slightly, speaking quietly:: "What's up?" Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Bolian+ If the ambassador is safe and unharmed, yes. Derrick Sabin -> +ASO+ Standby with insertion team. The Captain is in verbal contact with the captors. John Randall -> (w) Just pulled up the new guy's file. It's......interesting, to say the least. Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian> ::hands a communication device to the Ambassador, with a warning:: It's your ship. Don't say anything foolish. EddieFreeman -> ::lifting his eyebrow:: How so? Artemis -> ::sits at his console, trying to eliminate interference from the atmosphere affecting the data stream from the probes:: John Randall -> (w) We have picked up a bit of a cowboy. EddieFreeman -> ::muttering:: Foxtrot November Golf in the middle of a shooting war, and now you tell me he's a cowboy. What do you mean? What's his record like? Cassie Granger -> (Whoa, Eddie) Dyan Sylvanis -> ((lol)) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (lol) Hunter Matheson -> (snort) John Randall -> (w) He was let go from his previous posting for.....experimenting with a shuttlecraft. Here's his file. ::moves over for Freeman to read:: EddieFreeman -> ::takes the file and begins to read it:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador: :: Takes the comm :: Who is this? Cmdr Rinax -> ((Rut roh, we've got a bad-boy, eh?)) Cptn Ja'Lale -> This is Captain Ja'Lale of the USS Challenger. Are you and your team okay? Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Like him already. :P )) John Randall -> ((lol)) Artemis -> ((That didn't take long :) )) John Randall -> ((news travels at warp speed on Challenger :) )) Derrick Sabin -> (by a round at the next star base and you'll be a permanent fixture) Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador: +Ja+ My team and myself are fine Captain. Some greeting party you have. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Ambasador+ Just wanted to make sure you're all ok. John Randall -> ::walks over to Artemis' console, sitting beside him:: How's it going, Mr. Artemis? Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian> ::watching, and listening, closely to the Ambassador's comm:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Ambassador+ I regret we couldn't do more to stop this. EddieFreeman -> ::snickering, speaking softly to self:: Marines are gonna love this dude. ::puting the file down, blanking to another page::: Artemis -> ::Points to some of the data coming in from the probes:: Who are we looking for with all this data, sir? Cassie Granger -> ::fielding chatter from the mule and Shadow 1, filling them in on the situation:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador: +Ja+ That's fine Captain. I'm sure you are doing your best. Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian> :::holds a hand out to the Ambassador, indicating the comm device:: Mr. Ambassador, if you please? Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::listening intently to the ambassador's voice for any signs of trauma or stress:: John Randall -> Well, Cadet, a Federation ambassador is being held hostage on the planet below. Also, the comms aren't working so good, so we launched the probes to beef up communications, and also the sensors. Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador:: +Ja+ Farewell, old towne and all that :: hands back the comm device :: John Randall -> The two nations are in a civil war down below. You picked a good mission to start on Challenger, Cadet. Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador: Lt. Sams gives him a look::: Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian> +challenger+ Captain, I think the best thing now is to get your Ambassador back to your ship. But our party is not prepared to risk the surface at this time. Do you have resources for the Ambassador's retrieval? EddieFreeman -> Yeah. And our side ain't doing so hot, either. John Randall -> ::nods at Freeman:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> What sort of resources do you have in mind? Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador: :: Sams knew what the Ambassador did, indicating the part of the capital they were likely in, but not sure Challenger would understand :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::sends a secure text to SAbin.. 'code word verified... extraction is a go'.:: Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian> +Ch+ Do you have transporter capabilities? Artemis -> ::points out one particular instance of distortion:: But what is causing this, sir? The planet doesn't have the atmospheric anomalies for something like this Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Bolian+ Yes, of course we do. EddieFreeman -> Probably the bad guys themselves - jammers. Derrick Sabin -> ::sends to ASO:: Extraction is a go. REpeat, extraction is a go. Send the mule. Cassie Granger -> +Sabin+ Copy. John Randall -> There's a vast supply of dilithium on the planet below us, Mr. Artemis; it's contributing to the problem. Cassie Granger -> ASO> +Shadow 1+ Stand by. Extraction is a go. Sending mule in. Cassie Granger -> ASO> +MULE+ Extraction is a go. Repeat, extraction is a go. Standard ROE, do not fire unless fired upon. How copy? Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian> +Ch+ Curious, Captain. You haven't tried to use this before. Cassie Granger -> ASO> ::receives reply:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador: So, when do we get to leave? EddieFreeman -> Or what he said. ::gesturing with his head to Randall:: That dilithium's what started the whole mess. And it isn't even high quality. EddieFreeman -> There's just a lot of it. Cassie Granger -> ASO> +Shadow 1+ Shadow One, this is Shadow Base. Cover Mule for extraction. Standard ROE: do not fire unless fired upon; non-lethal if possible. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Bolian+ Not on this planet with all the interference we're getting.. hard enough just to communicate with anyone with all these jammers in place. John Randall -> And it's also why the two nations are in a civil war; both want to control the dilithium processes. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ +ASO+ Understood. Sending Shadow's 3 and 4 to intercept and escort. We will remain in place for support. Are we clear to engage if fired upon? Dyan Sylvanis -> ((Was typing when you posted that Cass lol)) Cassie Granger -> ASO> +Dyan+ Affirmative for engage if fired upon. (NP) Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian> +Ch+ Then I recommend an escort to the surface. Those are the resources I was referring to. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Bolian+ Very well.. we have those in place. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Bolian+ Now, are you sure there's nothing else you want from us? John Randall -> ::the rest of the engineering crew are listening along with Artemis:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ Eyes open Mist. Make sure we don't get company. Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian> +Ch+ ::concern in his voice:: Already? That bothers me Captain. Remember what I said about acting prematurely. Hunter Matheson -> MULE> ::slips into the atmosphere, fast-rope down, withdraws to assist if necessary:: Artemis -> ::mutters something about jumping in over his head:: You probably know this better than I, sir, but as far as I know, without a direct broadcast point from the surface, this is the best we are probably going to get Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Takes up position with the Mule along with 2, 3, and 4. She's turned in to keep visual contact of the situation.:: Hunter Matheson -> MULE> ::pings S-3 & S-4 for coordination:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Bolian+ Yes yes.. I know. Rest assured, we only wish to ensure a safe transfer of the ambassador to our ship. As you know, there is a war waging on this planet. John Randall -> ::nods, glancing at Freeman:: That's why we sent the probes down, outfitted with audio-video capability. Cassie Granger -> SOG> ::slick infil to the ambassador's position:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Coordinates sent.:: Gretchen Hanson -> Bolian> +Ch+ Yes, Captain. And I wouldn't want to expand THAT conflict into one with us. We're working toward the same ends here. Hunter Matheson -> MULE> ::receives coordinates, acknowledges:: EddieFreeman -> Actually getting hardware on the surface would be ideal, but it's a no-go. Again, the Federation-backed side is losing and losing badly at this time. We couldn't guarantee anything we built would stay built. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Bolian+ Neither do we. When and where can we expect transfer of the ambassador? Cassie Granger -> SOG> ::slips easily through the town, approaching the ambassador's position:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Gretchen Hanson -> paused Cmdr Rinax -> Great Simming! Cptn Ja'Lale -> Great job everyone... Cptn Ja'Lale -> We'll pick up from there next week? Gretchen Hanson -> yes, with a 0 tbs, since the team is in motion. Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK.. TBS will again be zero. Any questions? Dyan Sylvanis -> I have 2 things actually. Dyan Sylvanis -> I'll be making a post on the message board within the next couple of days with some pictures about what the fighters might actually look like. I'll have a poll made so everyone can vote. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Awesome! Hunter Matheson -> Nice.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Last week on the Challenger, both sides have engaged in a full on civil war while they were there to negotiate a deal on dilithium acquisition. Capt. Ja'Lale and the crew continue to discuss options and await any word from Starfleet on what to do next. TBS was a few hours.. any questions? Dvokr chim Hok -> Ehh.. Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Gretchen Hanson -> ::back in sick bay after a few hours rest;;; John Randall -> ::in engineering, receiving data from the probes:: H.G. Reed -> :: Having a cup of tea on break. :: Hunter Matheson -> ::still at helm, wondering where the ambassador is:: Cassie Granger -> ASO> ::flight ops:: Derrick Sabin -> ::made a quick dash to the mess for a sandwich during the shift change, but back on station on the bridge now:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::With Shadow squadron, conducting a search pattern for the Ambassador.:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: The Tellarite is manning the comm boards, as always :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::settling into his seat:: Any word from Starfleet or the Ambassador? Dvokr chim Hok -> Captain, an incoming transmission from Starfleet. Derrick Sabin -> ::scans are showing a lull in the ground fighting for the moment::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> On screen. EddieFreeman -> ::flipping between probes and video of the ground fighting:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Puts transmission on screen :: Gretchen Hanson -> ::the face of Adm. Middleton fills the screen, not looking happy::: Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. Middleton> ::eyes dart from side to side, as he sees his transmission is on the open bridge::: Captain Ja'Lale, is this where you want to take this? Hunter Matheson -> ::suddenly finds his console very interesting:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> It's regrettable it has to come to this, but yes. I don't see any other option. The diplomatic approach failed. Cassie Granger -> ASO> ::watching the feed from flight ops:: Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. Middleton> I meant the message, Captain. But very well, I guess there's no point in secrecy now, given the events that have transpired on the planet. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ Misty> ::Beginning open scans as they pass over certain areas.:: Cassie Granger -> ASO> ::mutes com except for squadron:: +Shadow+ Shadow 1, this is Shadow Base. You listening in to Challenger's feed? Cptn Ja'Lale -> The message, yes.. as you said, the situation has grown way out of proportion. We wanted options. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: The Ambassador finds himself in a small room, presumably deep underground :: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ +ASO+ Sorry Ma'am, I have it on mute. Searching for the ambassador, hoping no one takes pot shots in the process. Cassie Granger -> ASO> +Hawk+ Key in on Challenger's feed and see if you can get a fix on the origin. Cassie Granger -> ::turns to the rest in Flight OPS, looking for answers:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ +ASO+ Roger. ::Keys in.:: Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> Options are something we're in short supply of. You requested sanctions on Bimaal for instigating the attack on Amaal. I'm not sure that's going to be an effective short term tactic, but you're on the ground, so to speak, and I'll support you in that. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods:: I appreciate the support and I agree.. but those sanctions should have an effective long term tactic should this war go on for an extended period of time Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> We need to make sure the war doesn't go on long term. What are your plans for the short term to accomplish that? Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador: I demand to speak to whomever is in charge here! Why were we taken? Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Calls back to Misty.:: With the probes out, clearing up the jamming, can we try the Ambassador's comm? H.G. Reed -> :: Leaves the mess and steps into the TL. :: Bridge. Hunter Matheson -> ::still studying his console:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ Misty> I'll give it a shot. ::Tries hailing the Ambassador.:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador: :: Hears no response :: Cassie Granger -> ASO> ::hands grip the back of an operator's chair:: Cassie Granger -> ASO> ::leans over:: Can you triangulate? Dyan Sylvanis -> @ Misty> I've got nothing. Cptn Ja'Lale -> First off, we need to get the ambassador to Bimaal aboard and discuss the situation down there, secondly, we've launched some probes to the surface to get a better communications link with the two worlds, though I doubt either side would want to talk with us now. But that option is there. The ambassador may a key link in trying to negotiate a peace deal with the Bimaal and the Amaal as he's much more knowledgeable of the political situation here. Cptn Ja'Lale -> We also have our starfighters on standby just in case. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Sighs:: Keep trying, he couldn't have just disappeared... ::Thinks a moment.:: Maybe they moved him underground. Cassie Granger -> ASO> ::a glance out the window to the bay spots their ready five hot standby:: H.G. Reed -> :: Steps out of the TL onto the bridge. glances around before relieving Willis at NAV. :: Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> Getting the Ambassador out is a good step. I hope your fighters won't be necessary in making that happen, but again, I'll support your call. One last warning.... the dilithium supply is crucial. and Bimaal has made noises about selling to the Romulans. I'd hate to think we pushed them into that. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: A Bolian comes through the door, hands the Ambassador a disabled comm :: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ Misty> Possible, that would make it quite difficult to contact him. Cassie Granger -> ASO> ::getting a negative from the operator:: +Shadow+ Shadow 1, Shadow Base. Send Shadow 2 into position and try a triangulation. Hunter Matheson -> ::notices Reed slip into position::merely nods:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods:: We'll get the ambassador and salvage this. I'm sure of it. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ +ASO+ Understood. ::Gives order.:: They are moving now. H.G. Reed -> :: Nods to Kal and checks the console status. :: Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> Very good, Captain. I'll leave it in your hands. Inform me of any changes. Middleton out. ::screen blanks to the SF emblem:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Blue Bolian: They are unlikely to find you now that this is disabled. Someone will be here shortly. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::sighs after the screen blanks:: I *hope* we can salvage this? (m) It would be easier if I were a Romulan captain... Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::turns to Dvokr:: No luck locating the ambassador? Dyan Sylvanis -> @ +ASO+ If we do find him and are unable to initiate transport, we'll need a Mule fueled and ready for launch. Recommend a detail to go along for the ride. Dvokr chim Hok -> None Captain. He or his staff does not appear to be on the planet any longer. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Tried tracking his dermal implant? Cassie Granger -> ASO> +Hawk+ Copy. Mule is fueled, standing by. Detail will accompany. Derrick Sabin -> ::can't resist jumping into Hok's conversation:: How could he get off the planet Hok? Neither side has much if any warp capability that we couldn't track. Dvokr chim Hok -> Lost tracking of it some hours ago Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hmm, but there are no ships in the area other than ours. Are you sure they're not on the planet? Cassie Granger -> ASO> ::sends down to MARDET, scramble the team:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ +ASO+ Bimaals and Amaals have unique biological readings correct? Would we be able to narrow the search field if we scan for specific bio readings? We'd need to intensify the scans though. I feel they may have moved him underground. H.G. Reed -> :: Takes a quick sensor scan. :: Derrick Sabin -> Sir, if they took him underground, all their dilithium deposits would make the comm next to impossible. Cassie Granger -> ASO> +Hawk+ Could be right. Checking with medical. Stand by. Cassie Granger -> ASO> +Hanson+ Granger to Hanson. Derrick Sabin -> ::gets an idea:: +engineering+ Sabin to engineering. Gretchen Hanson -> +granger+ Hanson here. Cassie Granger -> ASO> +Hanson+ Doc, I need a biological reading for Bimaal and Amaal to separate it from human, earth origin. Can you supply? Dvokr chim Hok -> I am not sure of anything Captain. They were last seen in the capital city John Randall -> ::receiving data from the probes, hears the comm from Sabin:: +Bridge+ Engineering, Randall here. Hunter Matheson -> ::drums his fingers lightly on the console while he checks their orbit:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hmm. Well, I'd like a scan of the area just in case. Scan for past traffic in the area in the last few hours. Cptn Ja'Lale -> It's a long shot, but you never know. Derrick Sabin -> +Eng+ Lieutenant, have you had an opportunity to analyze the Bolarian dilithium? Could we screen out its characteristics to get through the scanner interference? Hunter Matheson -> ::turns:: Captain? Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador: :: waits :: John Randall -> +Bridge+ Not sure about that, Ensign, but we can modify a probe's orbit to get it closer to the surface, and reconfigure the audio array. That should help. Gretchen Hanson -> +Granger+ I'll send you what I have. It's limited, and at first glance doesn't look all that much different than humans. Give me a minute and I'll also check to see if the Ambassador himself has any distinguishing characteristics in his dna patterns. Cassie Granger -> ASO> +Hanson+ Copy. Standing by. Derrick Sabin -> +Eng+ It might be that the Ambassador is being held under ground. That's what we need to cut through with a comm signal. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes/ Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::to Hunter:: Hunter Matheson -> If we magnify the viewscreen to show the last known location of the ambassador, we might get an idea of where he could be. I'm thinking, maybe a mining tunnel, or even a series of caves? Hey... ::sudden idea:: The mines. The dilithium mines. Gretchen Hanson -> ::pulls the Bolarian medical panel from the computer and forwards it to Granger. Begins a query to SF medical on the Ambassador himself:: John Randall -> +Bridge+ Hmm, that might be tough, Ensign, but we'll see what we can do. Give me about 3 minutes to make the adjustments. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Good plan, Lieutenant. Make it happen. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::to Derrick:: Work with engineering and see what you guys can do. H.G. Reed -> Do you think they might hide him there? Cassie Granger -> ASO> ::receiving the data, feeds it into the mix::: Hunter Matheson -> ::did he get promoted, or is the captain talking to someone else?:: John Randall -> ::calls up the display of the probes, studies it, chooses one, and makes adjustments, fingers flying over his panel:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Where else would they hide him? Logically, stashing him underground would be the best place to hide him since it would be a lot harder to detect his biosigns Cassie Granger -> ASO> +Hawk+ Medical scans of indigenous species on planet coming to you. Derrick Sabin -> Already on it, Sir. Engineering is working on getting one of their probes to cut through the dilithium interference and get our signal underground. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Good good.. H.G. Reed -> They might take him off world, but I think your theory is probably correct. Hunter Matheson -> :::Reed:: Uh.. yes, ma'am. Makes sense. Dilithium would scramble signals somewhat, mask the target, and they're deep. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ +ASO+ Roger we'll put this to some use. ::Pulls within the threshold of ground weapons range and begins a more intense set of scans. Shadows 2, 3, and 4 follow suit.:: Hunter Matheson -> We woulda seen them take him off world if they did. H.G. Reed -> Likely, yes. However, it is possible. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Begins triangulations, coordinated with the probes and data from the ASO.:: Hunter Matheson -> Transported or starship - either would have shown on scanners. John Randall -> ::finishes his adjustments, and punches the comm:: +Bridge+ All right, Ensign, probe J-2Z7 has been sent closer to the surface of the planet. Audio frequency is 1200 megahertz, best we can do. Derrick Sabin -> +Eng.+ Great, thanks. ::to Hok:: Mr. Hok, I'm sending you an updated comm frequency from engineering's latest probe. Hunter Matheson -> ::hearing Randall on the comm to engineering on the bridge:: Hunter Matheson -> ::or science:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Another Bolian comes in :: Sorry for the wait Ambassador. Arrangements had to be made. Dvokr chim Hok -> Hok: I have it. John Randall -> +Bridge+ No problem, glad to help. Randall out. Dvokr chim Hok -> Bolian: Seems you have a fan up there in orbit. Your people have been trying to contact you for hours. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ Misty> ::Gets a ping.:: I've got something! John Randall -> Michaels> ::to Randall:: All that, of course, is assuming there's a working communication device down there. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ Really? +ASO+ Misty says we have something Ma'am. Seems we have a match, along with....Bolians? Sending data, and I recommend Mule launch for recovery. Hunter Matheson -> ::Reed:: You got control of the viewscreen, ma'am? John Randall -> ::nods:: That's the one thing you can't control from up here, Jeff. Dvokr chim Hok -> Bolian: We have set up a special type of comm, let me demonstrate. Derrick Sabin -> +Eng+ Lt. Randall, one more thing. If the Ambassador IS underground, how far can the transporters reach to get him? H.G. Reed -> :: Kal :: Yes. :: Taps console. Dvokr chim Hok -> Bolian: :: Engages the comm :: +Challenger+ To the Federation ship in orbit. Who we are is not important, who we are holding is... John Randall -> +Bridge+ 1000 feet is the limit, Ensign; I wouldn't try it past that point. Dvokr chim Hok -> Hok: Incoming transmission to us Captain. Cassie Granger -> ASO> +Shadow 1+ Copy. Mule standing by. Derrick Sabin -> +Eng+ Noted. I'll pass that along. John Randall -> +Bridge+ Acknowledged, Randall out. H.G. Reed -> Is the magnification sufficient? Cassie Granger -> +Bridge+ Granger to Captain Ja'Lale. Shadow 1 has detected activity beneath the surface. Bolian and indigenous life signs. Request extraction team deployment. Cassie Granger -> +Sabin+ Data coming your way. Hunter Matheson -> ::eyes scour the viewscreen:: Looking for mines, tunnels, caves... Cptn Ja'Lale -> On screen ::to Hok:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Audio only Captain. Derrick Sabin -> ::receives Granger's data, is about to inform the Captain when the comm interrupts and takes the Capt's attention:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Very well.. play the message Cptn Ja'Lale -> +ASO+ Deploy to position and stand by Dvokr chim Hok -> Bolian: We have your friends in a secure location. We regret the action we needed to take. Cassie Granger -> ASO> ::watching the data stream on the main flight console, the computer postulating a fix on the signal and location:: John Randall -> ::making minor adjustments to keep the probe in optimal orbiting position:: Cassie Granger -> ASO> ::sends orders to deploy the mule for standby in low orbit:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Bolian: We demand the Federation listen to our demands and gather the 'other' side for negotiations. They are obstructionists and need to be dragged to the bargaining table. Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cassie Granger -> ::pause:: John Randall -> ::paused:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::paused:: Gretchen Hanson -> paused:: Hunter Matheson -> ::ditto:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Ooh. Nicely done everyone. :) Gretchen Hanson -> I need to clarify something with Mr. Hok, please Cptn Ja'Lale -> We'll pick up from there next week? Dvokr chim Hok -> Extra tired. Someone slipped me a decaf Gretchen Hanson -> Mr. Hok, I believe your "bolian" is actually a Bolarian, namely a Bimaal person? Dvokr chim Hok -> Right, I was not sure what side they were on now Cassie Granger -> Well, that changes things just a bit, I guess. Cassie Granger -> I don't suppose we can leave the Bolians involved? Gretchen Hanson -> Remember, that Bolarus (the Bolarian people) is/are multinational and we're dealing with the Bimaal (the big guys) vs. the Amaal ( the little guys). So I believe that Hok has the Ambassador being held by the Bimaal, yes? Dvokr chim Hok -> Okay Cassie Granger -> Affirm Gretchen Hanson -> (although, yes Cassie, I was going with Bolians as a 3rd party there for a while too. So I wanted Hok to clue me in as to his intentions. Cassie Granger -> Saves a lot of backpedaling Dvokr chim Hok -> I was understanding this was before they joined the Federation Dyan Sylvanis -> Could always use a little bit more blue. :P Cassie Granger -> Roger that John Randall -> It's 2297, though; has the federation made contact with the Bolians yet? Dvokr chim Hok -> They'd have to be a one government for consideration for membership Cassie Granger -> Guess they have now :P Dvokr chim Hok -> Let me see Gretchen Hanson -> Hok's message from the captors demanded gathering the 2 sides together, and that's what made me think he was just mistaking Bolian for Bolarian. Cassie Granger -> ::nod:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Ah huh. Gretchen Hanson -> If we keep the Bolians, I just need to figure out how to tie in this 3rd party to the negotiations. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Good night folks... sim is dismissed! John Randall -> night all Cassie Granger -> Maybe the Bolians are the negotiators for the Bimaal? Cptn Ja'Lale -> If there are no other questions that is... and TBS is zero? Dvokr chim Hok -> Perhaps I'm really way off Gretchen Hanson -> Captain do you want to pick a plot line? 3rd party Bolians, or Bimaal Bolarians? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Don't worry. I made the same mistake.. their names do sound very familiar Dvokr chim Hok -> Now I'm quite confused Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hmm.. both sound interesting. Bimaal Bolarians as in different from the regular blue ones? There are two different types of Rigellians afterall Dyan Sylvanis -> I don't see why we can't just have Bolians. They aren't a part of the Federation till sometime in the 2300's, but that doesn't mean we don't have contact with them. Gretchen Hanson -> Ok, executive decision: 3rd party Bolians acting in behalf of the Bimaal. Dvokr chim Hok -> They were known back in the 22nd century Cptn Ja'Lale -> Sounds good to me! Cassie Granger -> I figure it'll make the plot pretty interesting. Cassie Granger -> There ya go. And are the Bolians eventually on the side of the Federation? Gretchen Hanson -> I can work with that. Yes, a tbs of zero since we're in mid-sentence essentially with the comm. Cassie Granger -> ::nod:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes.. who else would cut Picards hair so well :P Cassie Granger -> Right. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Great Dvokr chim Hok -> 3rd party Bolians acting on behalf of the Bimaal? The Bimaal are not Bolian? Cptn Ja'Lale -> That was my understanding Gretchen Hanson -> Nope, the Bimaal are Bolarian, the people of the planet Bolarus. Dvokr chim Hok -> The name of the Nation state then Gretchen Hanson -> I don't know where the Bolians are from. Cassie Granger -> Bolia? Dvokr chim Hok -> Bolarus Cptn Ja'Lale -> Bolarus IX Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hence the confusion Gretchen Hanson -> No Bolians from Bolarus, please! Gretchen Hanson -> REally, Bolarus? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes, that's what Memory Alpha states.. I'll check Startrek Dyan Sylvanis -> yeah Bolians are from the planet Bolarus. Cassie Granger -> Right. Bolarus IX Gretchen Hanson -> Well, that's my screw up then and my apologies for the confusion. Dyan Sylvanis -> Bolarus IX to be exact. Cassie Granger -> So, maybe they're related somehow? Black sheep relations? Dvokr chim Hok -> Should be easy to fix Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yeah... Dyan Sylvanis -> right Dyan Sylvanis -> same system Dvokr chim Hok -> This is a time before they have a united government Dyan Sylvanis -> quick and easy fix Gretchen Hanson -> ooh, a solution... The Bolarians can be long lost cousins of the Bolians. Cassie Granger -> Problem solved. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Could do, yeah. Same system. Cassie Granger -> Got to move on out. Dvokr chim Hok -> 1st or second cousins/ Gretchen Hanson -> too much detail, Hok! Dyan Sylvanis -> lol Cassie Granger -> Heh Gretchen Hanson -> see you all next week. Gretchen Hanson -> nite all Cassie Granger -> I see a very interesting and potentially hilarious negotiation. Gretchen Hanson -> Can't wait. Cassie Granger -> Night Dvokr chim Hok -> Who's on Bolarus? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Goodnight folks. Dvokr chim Hok -> night

Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK.. good attendance tonight. We'll go ahead and start. Cptn Ja'Lale -> The s...tuff has really hit the fan now. Both sides have shooting and a potential full-scale Civil War is brewing in front of the Challenger crew. What's worse, unknown to the crew, the Ambassador has been abducted by an unknown party. Can the Challenger salvage anything from this disaster in the making? Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS was zero... questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Derrick Sabin -> ::still at his bridge station, hoping shift change happens before his backside wears out:: H.G. Reed -> @ Neonew > :: Coordinating attack plans. :: John Randall -> ::in engineering, helping Davis and a select crew outfit probes for audio-video capability:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::sighs:: (m) Could it get any worse? Hunter Matheson -> ::at helm, station keeping:: Derrick Sabin -> Captain, sensors confirm that all the missiles in the air have been taken out by our fighters. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods:: Great. H.G. Reed -> :: At her station, monitoring the situation. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Now.. I'd love some recommendations, people. Cassie Granger -> ::in Flight Ops as ASO:: Gretchen Hanson -> @Prs. Verdugo> ::to an aid, virtually in hysterics:: What do you mean they shot down our missile? Hunter Matheson -> ::swivels chair:: Sir? John Randall -> ::the crew finish outfitting the probes, and Randall informs Freeman on the bridge that they are ready. Freeman informs Captain Ja'Lale of the probes, and tells him Randall is standing by in engineering:: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Over the hot zone.:: Keep an eye out for more trouble. Gretchen Hanson -> @Pres. Verdugo> Get that Federation ship on the comm, now mister! Hunter Matheson -> Get the ambassador and his security up here and get the hell out, sir. Derrick Sabin -> ::adds to the discussion:: But what about the dilithium? The Admiral.... Cptn Ja'Lale -> Can you get in contact with the Ambassador, Lt Hok? H.G. Reed -> :: Turns as well. :: Is there any way we might stop the fighting? Cassie Granger -> ::as ASO:: +Shadow 1+ Shadow 1, this is Granger. Be advised energy weapons have been fired. Repeat. Watch for energy weapons incoming, possibly on your 12 high. Cassie Granger -> ::as ASO:: +Shadow 1+ Energy weapons on the ground. None detected in orbit or atmosphere, but possible. Gretchen Hanson -> @Pres. Verdugo> :::getting nothing but static on the comm and he tries to contact the Challenger:::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> That's a great question, Lt. Reed Dyan Sylvanis -> @ +ASO+ Understood, breaking formations. ::Veers off.:: John Randall -> ::punches the 'comm button:: +Freeman+ Randall to Freeman. H.G. Reed -> Perhaps by neutralizing their weaponry? Cptn Ja'Lale -> As in an EMP wave? EddieFreeman -> ::spinning his chair away from the viewscreen back to his comm:: +Randall+ Freeman here. This just got really tense up here. Hunter Matheson -> ::swivels his chair forward, tending to business:: John Randall -> +Freeman+ Won't keep you long, chief. We have 6 probes outfitted for audio-video capability, and they are ready to launch should the captain decide to use 'em. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::to HG:: It's an option I'm willing to consider; I don't know if straight up diplomacy is going to cut it anymore at this point. H.G. Reed -> That may work. EddieFreeman -> +Randall+ I'll tell the captain, and let him make the call. Keep 'em ready - and thanks! H.G. Reed -> Would you like me to condut some testing? John Randall -> +Freeman+ No problem, chief. Randall out. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Conduct testing and simulations, please. H.G. Reed -> :: Turns back to her console, tapping away. :: Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: ::intermittent static comes from the viewscreen as Verdugo tries to contact the ship, but nothing is getting through:::: John Randall -> ::looks around, and spots Davis:: Steve, get a crew ready on reinforcing the shields. The chief just told me the situation just got bad on the planet, so someone might take a shot at us. EddieFreeman -> ::spinning his chair again to face the Captain:: Randall and his boys have some probes ready to go, fit for audiovisual recording. They're ready to launch whenever you need 'em. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Tries to open a comm to the Ambassador :: John Randall -> Davis> ::nods:: I'm on it, Lieutenant. ::speeds off:: Hunter Matheson -> ::Reed:: We need to contact Shadow Squadron before any EMP or they might become permanent residents. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Eddie:: I'd like the probes launched ASAP to examine both the Ammal(?) and Bolarian sides. I want to know what's going on down there. Derrick Sabin -> Sir, Engineering's comm probes might be a good thing. All the engergy released into the atmosphere from the destroyed missiles is going to play havoc with communications. Cassie Granger -> ::as ASO:: ::shifting from one operator to another, checking data, listening to CMTAC feed:: John Randall -> ::nods, and looks around for Michaels, spots him, and calls him over:: Jeff, assemble yourself a crew, and get ready for some power shunting in case we get into a fight. H.G. Reed -> Aye, Captain Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Can see the ground fire from her vantage point.:: +ASO+ Getting messy down there, orders? Are we to intervene? EddieFreeman -> ::glancing to Sabin, then back to the Captain:: Yeah, he's right. We can launch some com birds, too. Cptn Ja'Lale -> I agree, Mr. SAbin. Mr Freeman, can you modify the probes to potentially carry any communication signals to and from the ship to surface. Dvokr chim Hok -> Captain. We cannot raise the Ambassador on comms. Cassie Granger -> ::as ASO:: +Shadow 1+ Negative. No further orders. Stand by. EddieFreeman -> ::nodding:: Yes, sir. ::spinning his chair back to the console:: Cassie Granger -> ::as ASO:: ::shifts to internal:: +Bridge+ Granger to Ja'Lale. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Get on it, please ::to Freeman:: John Randall -> Michaels> ::nods:: You got it, John. ::calls out to several crew members, and they assemble around the main console:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +ASO+ Bridge here go ahead. EddieFreeman -> ::Thumbs the comm button again:: +Randall+ Randall, thisi is Freeman. Got orders for you. Cassie Granger -> ::as ASO:: +Ja'Lale+ Captain, Shadow 1 reports heavy fire. Withdraw or engage? Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Meanwhile, on the planet the Ambassador is otherwise preoccupied :: John Randall -> ::punches the 'comm button:: +Freeman+ Randall here, fire away. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +ASO+ Withdraw from the area. We are exploring plans on the feasibility of using EMPs to take out their weaponry on both sides.. we wouldn't want you guys to be caught in the wave. Cassie Granger -> ::as ASO:: +Ja'Lale+ Understood, Captain. Withdraw to orbit or return to Challenger? EddieFreeman -> +Randall+ You're go on the probes. The Captain wants information from both sides of this shooting match. Also, how feasible would it be to rig them with comm relays? There's massive interference, and some comm probes would help cut through the static. Cassie Granger -> ::as ASO:: ::shifts to another position for a better feed:: H.G. Reed -> :: Begins her simulations. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +ASO+ Orbital withdrawl for now and stand-by until further notice. I'd like your squad on standby and ready to go should we need you guys down there again. John Randall -> +Freeman+ That's no problem, sir, the audio enhancers are already equipped for that. Tell communications to set their bandwidth to 1800 megahertz; that should do the trick. We can launch on your order. Cassie Granger -> ::as ASO:: +Ja'Lale+ Copy, Captain. Standard orbit to stand by. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Can the EMPs also take out their jamming stations as well? Would make it easier for both sides to talk with each other. Cassie Granger -> ::as ASO:: +Shadow 1+ Granger here, Hawk. Captain orders standard orbit for standby. How's your fuel situation? Gretchen Hanson -> @Verdugo> ::getting reports on the losses on his eastern sector::: EddieFreeman -> +Randall+ The Captain wants this information flowing ASAP, so launch ASAP. I'll pass on the comm frequency - and thanks again, Randall. H.G. Reed -> :: Ja'Lale :: We will test that as well. John Randall -> +Freeman+ All part of the job, chief. We'll use the short range sensors for optimal launch. Randall out. Dyan Sylvanis -> +ASO+ Fuel is fine. Did I hear you right, Ma'am? Pull back to orbit? John Randall -> ::punches the 'comm button again:: +Sabin+ Randall to Sabin. Cassie Granger -> ::as ASO:: +Shadow 1+ Affirmative. Pull back to orbit and stand by. Watch for incoming probes from Challenger. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: The Ambassador is being lead outside the city :: Cassie Granger -> ::as ASO:: +Shadow 1+ Repeat. Pull back to orbit and stand by. Derrick Sabin -> +Randall+ Sabin here. H.G. Reed -> :: Finishes the first round of testing and examines results. :: John Randall -> +Sabin+ Ensign, are the short range sensors able to take a quick detailed scan of the planet? Dyan Sylvanis -> +ASO+ Understood, pulling back. ::Pulls up on the stick, pointing Shadow 1 for the stars.:: Derrick Sabin -> +Randall+ Well, quick yes, detailed...not so much. Got a lot of interference from the weapons. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::to no-one in particular:: I still think we can salvage this. Lord knows, we'll at least try our darndest. John Randall -> +Sabin+ That's fine, would you transfer the readings to my console in engineering, please? Cassie Granger -> ::as ASO:: +Shadow 1+ Shadow 1, as soon as you achieve orbit, send us the sensor data from your nose cone so we can get a good take on the ground situation. Derrick Sabin -> +Randall+ Coming to you now. ::transfers the latest scans that show relative positions of the ground forces to Engineering::: H.G. Reed -> :: Frowns slightly before starting the second round of testing. :: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Breaks atmo and achieves orbit.:: +ASO+ Understood, sending now. John Randall -> ::receives the data, and nods, grinning to himself:: +Sabin+ Excellent, Ensign, and thanks for the help. Randall out. Dyan Sylvanis -> @ Misty> ::Sends data package to Challenger.:: Cassie Granger -> ::as ASO:: ::receives data package:: Cassie Granger -> ::as ASO:: +Sabin+ Granger to Sabin. Shadow 1's sensor data is coming to you for analysis of the ground situation. John Randall -> ::leaves his station, and heads for the torpedo bay; the probes are ready, and he enters coordinates into each probe:: All right, Dwayne, launch probes. EddieFreeman -> ::passes the comm frequency for the probes on to the comm department, before pulling up status screens for the probes:: Derrick Sabin -> +ASO+ Thank you. And fyi, I've passed on the last round of ground sensor readings to Engineering for their probe launch. John Randall -> Johnson> Aye, sir. ::the probes are launched:: Cassie Granger -> ::as ASO:: +Sabin+ Copy that. John Randall -> ::goes over to the wall intercom:: +Freeman+ Randall to Freeman, probes have been launched. You should be receiving data shortly. Randall out. EddieFreeman -> +Randall+ Copy. ::turning to Ja'lale:: The probes are launched - just waiting on the data. Cassie Granger -> ::as ASO:: ::hears the "probes away" from a station operator:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods:: Good, good.3 Cassie Granger -> ::as ASO:: +Shadow 1+ Probes away. H.G. Reed -> :: Finishes the second round of simulations, checking over the the results. :: Dyan Sylvanis -> @ ::Was facing Challenger at the time, watching as little balls of lights streak from her.:: +ASO+ Confirmed. John Randall -> ::nods to Johnson, and heads back to his station, waiting for the data from the probes:: EddieFreeman -> ::watching for probe data:: Cassie Granger -> ::looking up at the tactical tracking system, watching Shadow's positions:: H.G. Reed -> Captain, I am sending the results of the EMP simulations to your console. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Great.. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::reading over the reports:: Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: ::as the probes reach their orbital positions, they begin relaying tactical data on each sides' ground deployments. Also, the comm package is beginning to reduce the static coming across the comm channels::: John Randall -> ::begins receiving data from the probes:: H.G. Reed -> :: Taps her console, checking settings. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Interesting results.. John Randall -> ::gives a low whistle as he sees what's going on:: EddieFreeman -> :::also receiving data, and monitoring reduction of static in comm channels:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::on a second window, looks at the tactical data:: So based on these scans, would you recommend to launch an EMP wave? John Randall -> ::sends data to the navigation station on the bridge; the Amaal forces are deep inside Bimaal territory, and advancing quickly:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: The Ambassador and his staff of three are lead into an underground bunker :: H.G. Reed -> :: Swivels around. :: As a last resort solution, Captain. John Randall -> Michaels> ::hears Randall whistle, and looks at him:: Something going on, Lieutenant? John Randall -> ::nods worriedly at him:: You could say that, Jeff; it's worse than we thought. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods:: I agree.. we'll keep it an option should it come to that. IN the meantime, now that communications improved somewhat, Mr. Hok, try to see if you can raise the Ambassador now. Hunter Matheson -> ::lets out a breath, settles down:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Aye. :: Ramps up the comms :: +Ambassador+ This is the USS Challanger. We are here to help. Come in please. Derrick Sabin -> Captain, with the air war on hold, Bimaal has the advantage on the ground, and it looks like their making the best of it. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Listening and waiting :: Dvokr chim Hok -> Nothing Captain. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Hmm. Try again, and see if you can locate the Ambassador or any member of his team. John Randall -> ::Sends Reed an e-mail; telling her the Challenger's sitting on a powder keg, from the looks of it:: Derrick Sabin -> Mr. Hok, if the Ambassador still has his comm badge, you might be able to lock on to it's unique Federation frequency. H.G. Reed -> :: Receives an email reading it over carefully. :: Derrick Sabin -> We could at least beam him up even if we can't actually talk to him. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::to Sabin:: I see that. Diplomatically, we should start immediate sanctions and freezing their assets. I'll forward my recommendations to Starfleet Command and we'll see what they think. Dvokr chim Hok -> I am getting none of their signals, Neither him or the staff. John Randall -> ::continues to monitor incoming data from the probes:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: The Ambassador and crew are being lead deeper and deeper underground :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods to Hok:: Send a message to Starfleet with my recommendations to start immediate sanctions on Bimaal, their president, and top party officials.. sanctions, freezing of assets, etc and ask what they think. H.G. Reed -> :: Replies back to Randall. :: Shall I alert the captain? EddieFreeman -> ::monitoring the functioning of the probes themselves, allowing Randall to watch the data:: John Randall -> ::replies to Reed:: Might not be a bad idea; I can send video to Eddie's station if he wants to see for himself.:: Dvokr chim Hok -> +SF+ :: Sends a message to Starfleet containing the Captain's requests. H.G. Reed -> :: Turns to the captain. :: Sir, engineering believes we have a situation. they are sending a video feed now. Cptn Ja'Lale -> All right.. if we can't find them.. maybe the fighters will. +Fighter Group+ I'd like you guys to do a fly-by over Bimaal and see if you can locate the ambassador. Hunter Matheson -> ::reed:: You have an emergency exit vector? John Randall -> ::sends a video feed to the engineering station on the bridge:: Cassie Granger -> ::as ASO:: +Ja'Lale+ Understood. ::relays that to Shadow One::: H.G. Reed -> :: Kal :: Yes, transmitting now. EddieFreeman -> ::opens the video feed, watching it for a moment:: That...is a mess. Dyan Sylvanis -> +ASO+ Roger. ::cuts comm, dropping the fighter down.:: Eyes and ears open Misty. Cptn Ja'Lale -> It is ::assumably getting the same video feed Ed is?:: Hunter Matheson -> ::sharp nod:: Got it. Plugging it in. We can get Shadow to come in buster after we snag the ambassador and get outta here. John Randall -> (yes, Captain) Dyan Sylvanis -> @ :: Rest of Shadow follows, going into search mode.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Hok:: Send that along to Starfleet as well as evidence of their encroachment Cptn Ja'Lale -> the video that is Dvokr chim Hok -> Aye... :: does so :: EddieFreeman -> ::shaking his head:: They're in deep. Bimaal's losing this thing. John Randall -> ::shakes his head as he watches the fighting down on the planet:: John Randall -> Michaels> ::watching along with Randall:: Wow. Gretchen Hanson -> ((tactical correction - misread IM - Bimaal is deep inside Amaal territory)) Dyan Sylvanis -> @ :;Is over Bimaal:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK.. great job tonight folks. Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS will be a few hours, hopefully, we'll get a response back from Starfleet by then.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> We pick up after the events of last week. Questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Gretchen Hanson -> :::still on the bridge watching as events unfold::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::on the bridge, carefully monitoring things:: Hunter Matheson -> ::at helm:: John Randall -> ::in engineering supervising the crew while Freeman is on the bridge:: Derrick Sabin -> ::running scans of the planet's surface, trying to keep track of movements by either side's forces::: Cassie Granger -> :: in FOPs, fighter deck::: H.G. Reed -> :: Working at her station. :: John Randall -> ::Lieutenants Davis and Michaels are also helping Randall:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Sorry, closed wrong window) Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::having just returned to the bridge from a break:: ANy change in status? Derrick Sabin -> ::Captain:: Sensors are showing a buildup of ground forces on Bimaal's side of the border. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods:: I see. Any news from the other side? John Randall -> ::wonders how the chief is doing with the long range scans:: EddieFreeman -> ::arriving on the bridge, and settling behind a console:: Derrick Sabin -> Sir, it's been mostly a lot of static on the comm as each side tries to out frequency the other. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Both sides demanding we do something against the other, I reckon. I hope Ambassador Arleth knows what he's doing. Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambassador Arleth > I need a stat report :: to his assitant, any of them Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Use @ if you're on the planet) Derrick Sabin -> ::shrugs at the captain's comment, then is pulled back to attention of his station as an alert warning sounds:: Derrick Sabin -> Uh oh. Captain, I'm showing movement along the border. Looks like Bimaal is tired of waiting. They're making a multi-pronged entry into Amaal territory. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Just getting from bad to worse, eh? EddieFreeman -> ::keying up sensors to look for ion trails:: Gretchen Hanson -> Pres. Verdugo > +Challenger+ :::breaking through the static:: Federation ship, we're under attack. We need your help. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Isolate on their entry points. Need some solutions, fellas. Dvokr chim Hok -> @ Arleth > Any response to our offer? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Report the incursion to Starfleet Command. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::to Hok:: EddieFreeman -> ::searches the sensor logs for records of ion trails left by unknown ships:: Derrick Sabin -> ::locates three main incursion points, sends the data to Reed, Matheson and to FOPS:: H.G. Reed -> :: Receives data, begins analysis. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> We'll need to provide some support for the Amaal (I think). Technology wise, I believe their vastly outgunned. Recommendations? Cassie Granger -> FOPs ASO> ::standing by, dual frequencies between Shadow and ground chatter:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::listening to the bridge crew, waiting to see if the military group has a plan::: Hunter Matheson -> ::holding orbit:: John Randall -> ::at his station, suddenly has an idea click in place, but wonders if he should bother the chief:: H.G. Reed -> @ Neonew > :: Up to no good. :: Derrick Sabin -> ::turns to Freeman:: Lieutenant, just a thought. How is the quality of their dilithium down there? EddieFreeman -> ::not finding much of anything on the ion trails scan, turns the sensors in a new direction:: Lemme take a look. ::to Sabin:: Gretchen Hanson -> Pres. Verudgo @+challenger+ Federation ship, you're leaving us no choice but to retaliate. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Politically, I believe we should impose immediate sanctions against the Bimaal government, and begin setting up the blockades as was previously discussed. Mr Hok, can you try to break through the static and see what the ambassador thinks of the idea. Hunter Matheson -> ::inward grown at the comm:: John Randall -> ::decides to hold off on his idea, not wanting to bother the chief, or break the chain of command:: Hunter Matheson -> ::*groan:: Dvokr chim Hok -> I will try :: taps :: H.G. Reed -> @ Neonew > :: Giving orders to military leaders, regarding strategy and plan of attack. :; EddieFreeman -> ::looking at the results, and blows out a breath, turning to Sabin:: Well, the stuff ain't great, but it ain't terrible either. And it's there. Derrick Sabin -> ::nods at Freeman:: Yeah, and the Admiral did say we needed it bad. "At all costs" I think was his exact words. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Static fills the bridge as what Hok thought was a signal was not :: Dvokr chim Hok -> Sorry, sorry... Dvokr chim Hok -> Wait... got it. Hailing frequencies open Captain. John Randall -> Davis> ::notices Randall lost in thought, walks over to him:: Hey, pal, you still with us? Derrick Sabin -> ::another alert tone draws his attention:: Captain, whatever we're going to do, it better be soon. Amaal forces...such as they are....are moving to intercept. Cptn Ja'Lale -> The Admiral did say "at all costs".. we can't avoid this breaking into a full out war.. so we need some options here? John Randall -> ::startled, looks up at Davis:: Hey, Steve. Yeah, sort of. ::grins:: I was just thinking about something. Cptn Ja'Lale -> But, at the same time, we can't take sides. \ John Randall -> Davis> ::grins back:: I'll say. You were a million miles away. Dvokr chim Hok -> @ Arleth > We cannot get a signal to either side. :: he looked up :: Attention: Gather up your things like we planned. We are moving out. Derrick Sabin -> Compared to us, sir, both sides are definitely low tech. Hydrocarbon motive devices and projectiles. Normally i'd recommend an EM pulse to knock out everything, but all that would do is cut off their communications. John Randall -> ::smiles:: Nah, maybe a few thousand. The word around the ship is, the two nations are both trying to contact us, but they're cutting each off. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods:: Right. John Randall -> *other Dvokr chim Hok -> @ Arleth > :: Starts to gather up his own things :: Dvokr chim Hok -> @ Arleth > Get a signal to Challenger, if we can. H.G. Reed -> @ Neonew > :: Giving orders. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> This is what happens when you try playing by the books... Derrick Sabin -> Unless the military people have a better idea, I'd say our choices are either pick a side, sit on them both, or pull the Ambassador and let them duke it out. Dvokr chim Hok -> @ :: A signal is coming in, they think :: John Randall -> I was thinking back to my first full mission on this ship. We were orbiting the Minaran homeworld, using outfitted probes to get a picture of their city. I was thinking that same procedure could be used here. That way, we'd know for ourselves exactly what was going on. Hunter Matheson -> ::whisper aside:: I vote for pull the ambassador. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Something coming up, Mr Hok? Cassie Granger -> FOPs ASO> ::still has Shadow on hold:: H.G. Reed -> :: Nods :: John Randall -> Davis> ::eyes widen:: Why don't you call the bridge? Cassie Granger -> (afk) Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: The front lines of each side make their initial contact skirmishes:: Dvokr chim Hok -> @ Arleth > What is that, did we not turn it off? Assistant: Yes, something is trying to come through. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any ideas from a military/security standpoint? ::looks to the marines:: Dvokr chim Hok -> (Where is Arleth? Bimaal capital?) Gretchen Hanson -> (yes) John Randall -> ::shakes his head:: The chief's running those long range sensor scans, and I don't want to bother him. And, I'd be breaking the chain of command if I were to try to contact the captain. Dvokr chim Hok -> @ Assitant: Sorry, it's gone. Arleth > Relay the code to our portable. Move out... Cassie Granger -> ::is on the flight deck:: John Randall -> Davis> ::nods:: Yeah, I see your point. Well, maybe the chief will be done soon, and he'll call down here. Cassie Granger -> FOPs ASO> +Bridge+ Granger to Ja'Lale. Captain, initial incursion has begun. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +ASO+ What I feared... EddieFreeman -> ::stepping aside to flip open a comm:: +Randall+ Hey, Randall. This is Freeman. No dice. Derrick Sabin -> ::sensors detect a sub-orbital launch from nearby the Amaal capital::: Captain, it looks like Amaal is going long distance. They just fired something off towards the Bimaal capital. John Randall -> ::nods:: Besides, Captain Granger is supposed to have her, FOPs, I think they call them, doing an overflight of the planet. They can handle it. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Failing an EMP Pulse... ::Rubs chin:: Can't just sit here and do nothing can we? John Randall -> ::his communicator chirps, and flips it open, hearing the chief's voice:: +Freeman+ Copy that, chief. It was just an idea. Hunter Matheson -> ::mutters:: yeah, we can. H.G. Reed -> :: Quietly :: calm Dvokr chim Hok -> @ Arleth > :: Ambassador and company start to leave the building they have called home for some months :: EddieFreeman -> +Randall+ Hey, ideas are good. Throw enough spaghetti at the wall and some of it will stick. Anything else to look for? Hunter Matheson -> ::aside, to Reed:: Calm. Right. ::fingers drum the console:: H.G. Reed -> Breathe Hunter Matheson -> ::blows out a breath:: Hunter Matheson -> ::flashes a sarcastic grin:: H.G. Reed -> :: Gives him a sideways glance. :: Dvokr chim Hok -> @ :: As Arleth and his staff leave the building, tall figures surround them, Arleth stops :: What is the meanin- :: ZAP.... thud :: Hunter Matheson -> (w) I'll tell you the story sometime. John Randall -> +Freeman+ Well, I had a thought about outfitting some probes like we did at the Minaran homeworld, but since the Marines are doing overflights of the planet, I'm not sure if that's a feasible option or not. Dvokr chim Hok -> @ :: The staff, startled, starts to run... ZAP...thud......ZAP ZAP...thud thud :: Derrick Sabin -> Captain, the trajectory will put the missile on the capital in 2 minutes. Cassie Granger -> FOPs ASO> +Bridge+ Granger to Ja'Lale. Shadow sensor package is detecting energy weapons fire. Repeat. Energy weapons. Ambassador's location. EddieFreeman -> ::glancing over his shoulder, at the talk of missiles:: +Randall+ Yeah, things are really dicey up here. I don't want to introduce anything new into the mix just yet. But prepare some probes anyway - I think we will do that, or at least suggest it, when and if we get the chance. Dvokr chim Hok -> @ :: The unconscious forms of Arleth and staff members are thrown into a vehicle...their belongings in another. They hover off. :: Hunter Matheson -> ::spins around:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Try to contact the ambassador.. H.G. Reed -> @ Neonew > :: Launches a counteroffensive. :: Cassie Granger -> FOPs ASO> +Shadow 1+ Negative, Hawk. Hold position. ROE states negative contact. Repeat, negative. Hold position. H.G. Reed -> * attack Cptn Ja'Lale -> Well, like it or not, looks like the Bimaal brought us into this conflict. John Randall -> +Freeman+ Copy that, chief. We'll get started on them. Randall out. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Can you isolate the source of the weapons blast? Derrick Sabin -> ::sensors show two new launches coming from Bimaal, aimed at the Amaal capital::: Captain, Bimaal is responding with missiles of their own. John Randall -> ::takes Davis to the main console, and shows him how the probes were altered; puts a team on it:: Hunter Matheson -> ::turns back to his console, livid:: H.G. Reed -> :: Quietly :: Breathe Hunter Matheson -> ::gritting his teeth:: (w) Energy weapons. How the hell did they get energy weapons? H.G. Reed -> Resourceful little planet. Cptn Ja'Lale -> They both have energy missiles? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Either that, or got them from other sources. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Can you identify the type of missiles those are? Cptn Ja'Lale -> (5 minutes) Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: the Amaal missile detonates 1km above the Bimaal capital. Dvokr chim Hok -> @ :: Arleth and Co are being transported across the Bimaal capital. John Randall -> ::goes back to his station, and pulls up the ship's status:: Dvokr chim Hok -> @ :: The transports are knocked back as the blast hits a few kilometers away :: Derrick Sabin -> ::runs a quick scan on the Amaal missile:: Sir,there's no unique signature to it's propulsion, so it's probably home grown. Cassie Granger -> FOPs ASO> +Ja'Lale+ Captain, Shadow 1 has that missile in its crosshairs. Permission to take it out to protect the ambassador. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::not knowing the ambassador was moved out of his building:: +ASO+ Shoot it down. Cassie Granger -> FOPs ASO> +Ja'Lale+ Understood, Sir. John Randall -> ::reads the report about missiles being fired by both sides with unique energy signatures coming from both; the first thought that goes through his mind is: Romulans:: Cassie Granger -> FOPs ASO> +Shadow 1+ Permission granted. Target missile from Amaal and neutralize. Repeat, neutralize threat to Bimaal capital. Cassie Granger -> FOPs ASO> ::receives ack from Hawk as she watches the master display from the sensor package:: Cassie Granger -> FOPs ASO> ::watching... 3... 2... 1....::: Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: the twin Bimaal missiles continue their arc towards the Amaal capital Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any word on IDing those missiles? Cassie Granger -> FOPs ASO> ::verification report from Shadow 2:: Dvokr chim Hok -> @ :: The transports start up again, but start to head outside the city :: Cassie Granger -> FOPs ASO> +Ja'Lale+ Target neutralized. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Fighter Group+ Can you guys see if you can get any matches in the Federation database as to the origins on those missiles? They seem a little high-tech for a planet like these, and I'd like to see if they're local or not. Cassie Granger -> FOPs ASO> +Ja'Lale+ Wilco, Sir. Cassie Granger -> FOPs ASO> ::relays message::: Cassie Granger -> FOPs ASO> +Ja'Lale+ Shadow 2 reports origin appears to be non-local but verification is not positive. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +ASO+ I see. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::to bridge staff:: What's the ETA on those missiles headed to the Amaal capital? \ Cptn Ja'Lale -> Can we take 'em out? Derrick Sabin -> ::plots the missile's trajectory::: Captain, they're closing in on the Amaal capital, but if the fighters make it quick, they still have time to knock 'em out. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods, Mr Hok, relay that order to the fighter group:: John Randall -> ::sends an e-mail to the science station requesting the sensor logs of the missiles for analysis, offers his help to Sabin:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> All right.. great job. Cptn Ja'Lale -> The proverbial...stuff.. hit the fan.. what to do now? We'll pick up soon after this point next week? Hunter Matheson -> works Gretchen Hanson -> another zero tbs. leave the missiles hanging. reminds me of a Twilight Zone episode. Cptn Ja'Lale -> We'll see what we can do to salvage this. TBS is zero. Cptn Ja'Lale -> OOoh, cliff hanger! John Randall -> ::smiles:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions or comments before we end?? Cptn Ja'Lale -> If there is nothing else.. sim dismissed. Good night folks, and have a great week.

Chirakis -> Whoever knows what is going on, please continue. Chirakis -> Ah. Serenity. STSF Serenity -> Evening, Chirakis. Heard you were up to no good. Chirakis -> And I heard the same. Chirakis -> So, who knows what is going on? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Points to Gretchen.:: Gretchen Hanson -> it's up to the crew, if you guys want to press on. As was said earlier, we'd be doing "character development", not really plot advances. What do you think? Chirakis -> ::spots the culprit:: Dyan Sylvanis -> The rest of us just pretend we know what's going on. :P Chirakis -> Very well... Dyan Sylvanis -> I'm up for it. Cassie Granger -> I'm in. Hunter Matheson -> Yeah, I'll stay. H.G. Reed -> Shouldn't be too hard.' EddieFreeman -> Sure, why not. Easy way to ease back in. Chirakis -> Stand by… Chirakis -> =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis -> =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\= John Randall -> ::at his station in engineering:: EddieFreeman -> ::inexpertly flicks a butterfly knife around, occasionally dropping it to the desk and looking around hastily to see if anyone saw his mistake:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::In Shadow 1, circling well above the hot zone. Misty had just forwarded data back to FOPs and Challenger.:: H.G. Reed -> :: At her station. :: Gretchen Hanson -> ::bored to death in sickbay, and decides to go up to bridge to see if there's any action::: Hunter Matheson -> ::next to Reed:: EddieFreeman -> Gonna take off my fingers if I keep messing this up. ::to nobody in particular, picking up the knife again:: Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +Shadow 1+ Report position. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Hok is all kinds of frustrated, as the two nations are blocking and unblocking their signals Derrick Sabin -> ::at the bridge Science station, working on monitoring the developments on the surface.::: Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPs+ Regrouped a few clicks out from the contested zone. H.G. Reed -> :: Glances at Kal. :: It seems that this is going nowhere, quickly. Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: for the time being, the signals from Amaal and Bimaal have succeeded in canceling each other out, a blessed peace has settled on the comm:: Hunter Matheson -> ::drumming his fingers on the console:: Yeah... heard the report about some communication. Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +Shadow 1+ Copy. Maintain standard surveillance grid. John Randall -> ::wonders how the mission is going;still has a bad feeling about it:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Hok, outloud :: I'm getting a military signal one minute and an advertisement for shampoo the next. These people don't have hair! Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPs+ Understood. Derrick Sabin -> Mr. Hok, that last signal from Amaal didn't seem to be to us, but went off planet somewhere. Were you able to track that? H.G. Reed -> I am not at all sure why we are involving ourselves. Neither of these factions are good candidates for membership in the Federation. Dvokr chim Hok -> I was not able to get a vector Sabin.. The log may have something from the message itself Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +Shadow 1+ Mind your six. CMTAC is picking up off-planet communications. Gretchen Hanson -> ::taking the TL, arrives at the bridge and steps out into what appears to be confusion:: John Randall -> ::busies himself with his duties, occasionally helping out some of the ensigns:: EddieFreeman -> ::folds the knife carefully and sets it on the desk before he really makes a fool of himself, turning to Randall:: Anyway! Got a sit-rep? Everything green? H.G. Reed -> :: Kal :: We can find another supplier for dilithium. Derrick Sabin -> ::hok:: I'll work on that. It was encrypted, but given the low level of technology these guys have, it should be fairly easy to crack. Hunter Matheson -> Yeah. Not sure why, but the Feds think this planet needs to be the place. Probably political. John Randall -> ::looks up from an ensign's station:: So far, chief; apparently we're not being shot at. Yet. EddieFreeman -> "Not being shot at" is a good place to be. I like "not being shot at." ::turning to another console, reviewing some figures:: Dvokr chim Hok -> +FOPs+ Track any outgoing or incoming communications. A chance of outside influence. Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPs+ Oh? Are we expecting hostiles? Gretchen Hanson -> ::looks over at the empty captain's chair and frowns. Ja'Lale must be in his ready room, and she certainly wasn't going to interrupt him there.::: John Randall -> ::grins at Freeman, and resumes helping the ensign:: Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +COM+ CMTAC is working on it. So far no luck. It seems to be low level or high scramble. They can't figure out which. Will advise. Derrick Sabin -> ::runs a number of algorithms on the message fragment::: Dvokr chim Hok -> +FOPs+ Understood, do what you can. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: to Sabin :: The message would have origin and destination data inside each packet. Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +Shadow 1+ Prepare for the worst, expect the best. So far just an off-planet communication, destination unknown. Derrick Sabin -> ::the computer beeps with a response, and his eyes widen in surprise:: Derrick Sabin -> I don't know about that, Mr. Hok, and I still haven't cracked the code, but the computer has analyzed what we have of the message and says it's found Romulan symbols imbedded in it. Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPs+ Roger. I'm pulling in Shadow for a tighter formation. ::Sends a signal.:: H.G. Reed -> :: Taps the console. :: It might be best to cut our losses. Yet, I can't reconcile the idea of leaving these people to fight each other to total destruction. Cassie Granger -> FOPs> ::turns to Bay Chief:: Scramble ready 5. John Randall -> ::finishes helping the ensign, and goes back to his station; a thought comes into his head, and looks over at Freeman:: You know, Chief, with that much dilithium at stake, I'm wondering if a long range sensor scan would pick up any Romulan or Klingon ion trails. Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +Shadow 1+ Prepare for Ready 5, coming into the grid. Dvokr chim Hok -> Romulan... Hunter Matheson -> ::Reed:: Better than bringing the Federation into another ... Dvokr chim Hok -> My Romulan is quite rusty. Hunter Matheson -> ::swings around:: What? H.G. Reed -> :: Does a double take as well. :: Romulans? Derrick Sabin -> I'm sure it's better than mine, Mr. Hok. I'm sending the results of the scan to your station now. Dvokr chim Hok -> Does not mean it IS Romulans, just means they may be using it since it's more troubling to translate., EddieFreeman -> ::pauses, and shrugs:: Can't hurt to look. And I'm sure the Fed would rather we double-checked everything, with that much rock on the line. Gretchen Hanson -> ::not liking a bit of what she's hearing - "destruction", "Romulans"...::: Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +Bridge+ Be advised. CMTAC is picking up activity along the far RNZ. No incursions as of yet. Repeat, no incursions. Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPs+ Understood. John Randall -> ::nods:: Would you advise the bridge, Commander? Derrick Sabin -> It does seem implausible, you know, to send something to the Romulans. I mean, they can barely contact us. EddieFreeman -> Yeah. Probably need to go up there myself, actually - might run the scans myself, if they're busy. Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +Shadow 1+ Go to planetary defensive mode. Repeat. Planetary Defense. John Randall -> ::nods:: I'll hold the fort, then, sir, if you decide to go. Hunter Matheson -> ::agitated:: John Randall -> What little covert experience I have tells me one of those two species is here somewhere. Hunter Matheson -> ::Reed:: You got a fix on that ambassador and his detail? H.G. Reed -> :: Sideways glance at Kal. :: Don't borrow trouble. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Gets the Romulan goo :: Dvokr chim Hok -> My my.. script.. Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPs+ Roger. Moving into position now. ::All Shadows respond and move into position.:: EddieFreeman -> Yeah. I have less than you do, and my only fighting experience is with Orions. I think I'll trust your gut on this one. I'll be back. Gonna see about those scans. ::pushing back from his console:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Most of the message is damaged :: Dvokr chim Hok -> Oh, I know this word. Dilithium.. John Randall -> ::nods:: Aye, Commander; good luck. Dvokr chim Hok -> But what else.. Dvokr chim Hok -> This should be a designation for a location.. planet? Dvokr chim Hok -> ch'Rihan? Dvokr chim Hok -> Does that sound right? Dvokr chim Hok -> Oh, wait.. Romulus, what we call their homeworld Dvokr chim Hok -> Sabin, I have two words from that entire message: dilithium and Romulus EddieFreeman -> ::heads out of engineering and towards the turbolift:: Derrick Sabin -> ::turns in his chair to scowl at the static on the comm screen, and responds to Hok:: Oh, this can't be good. H.G. Reed -> :: Quietly :: Perhaps they are brokering a deal with the Bimaal to mine the dilithium. John Randall -> ::watches the chief go, and hails Davis and Michaels, updating the status of engineering:: Hunter Matheson -> ::checking his screens:: Looks like the cap has most of the birds out of the bay. Hunter Matheson -> ::points:: They're in defense positions. I'm liking this less and less. Derrick Sabin -> ::to Reed:: The message came from Amaal, but if the Romulans are involved, they wouldn't care which side they got it from. Dvokr chim Hok -> I did not know Romulans used dilithium Hunter Matheson -> ::mutters:: And we don't stand a chance against even one warbird. H.G. Reed -> :: Sabin :: The Bimaal have the dilithium stores, why would the Romulans broker a deal with the Amaal? H.G. Reed -> ...unless the Romulans plan on support the Amaal faction, in return for the dilithium. Hunter Matheson -> ::Reed:: Why support? Just take over the whole planet. Derrick Sabin -> ::remembering that Reed wasn't in the room during the Admiral's briefing, so not sure how much info to divulge::: H.G. Reed -> :: Kal :: That is what we would need to figure out. John Randall -> Davis>::comes up to Randall:: You think the Romulans are here, John? Why? EddieFreeman -> ::enters the bridge after a short ride:: Derrick Sabin -> ::Kal:: they couldn't just take the whole planet. It's inside Federation space. Hunter Matheson -> ::snort:: Since when did that stop them? John Randall -> ::looks over at his friend:: Well, Steve, I can think of two reasons. First, the Romulans don't use dilithium, but they wouldn't mind getting a large deposit, and auctioning it to the highest bidder. Hunter Matheson -> ::swivels his chair:: This is one planet, barely warp capable. We're ONE Fed starship. The Klingons don't have the resources to help us if we need it, nor would they want to because they can't take on the RSE. Hunter Matheson -> Doesn't matter if the Rommies use dilithium or not. They take over the planet, they get a foothold in our space and deprive us of the dilithium. Hunter Matheson -> ::shrug:: Easy. Hunter Matheson -> And the closest task force is where?? John Randall -> Second, they would love to escalate the conflict between the two nations down there, just to vex the Federation. H.G. Reed -> :: Turns to address the bridge as well. :: It most likely isn't about the dilithium at all. It is about the territory. Hunter Matheson -> There's no QRF available. In a matter of hours they'd have us dead. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Thinks :: Is there any ship within sensor range? John Randall -> Davis> ::narrows his eyes:: They're a devious lot, aren't they? Derrick Sabin -> Let's not jump the gun. They may not even be involved at this point. Derrick Sabin -> ::to himself:: One could always hope. John Randall -> ::looks at Davis again, and nods:: You have no idea, my friend. H.G. Reed -> We should be wary though. Even if they are not involved, we are in a precarious position. John Randall -> Davis> What about the Klingons, John? They use dilithium. Derrick Sabin -> ::back to the open bridge:: Pass this theory on to CAP? John Randall -> ::nods:: Yeah, but we'd already know if they were here. They would come in with disruptors blazing. That's why I'm leaning toward the John Randall -> Romulans. Chirakis -> =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis -> =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\= Chirakis -> 5/18/14 Chirakis -> Thank you. Chirakis -> Ms. Hanson, do you have a TBS? Gretchen Hanson -> we've been running a zero tbs so far. zero still works for me. Chirakis -> Very well. Zero it is. Chirakis -> Questions or comments for Ms. Hanson? John Randall -> Thanks for sitting in with us, Captain. Chirakis -> Any time that I am awake and moving I'm glad to sit in. Dvokr chim Hok -> Thanks Chirakis -> Which is not often this time of night. H.G. Reed -> We do appreciate your presence. Gretchen Hanson -> ah, the benefits of simming from the west coast. John Randall -> And to STSF Serenity as well. STSF Serenity -> Not a problem. Chirakis -> Then, crew *dismiss* Gretchen Hanson -> next weekend is Memorial day weekend. Should we skip the day Chirakis -> Good question. Dvokr chim Hok -> Hmm. John Randall -> I can be here, but understand if we decide to skip it EddieFreeman -> Same. Hunter Matheson -> Same here. STSF Serenity -> We will talk with your Captain and have him send out an email this week. Gretchen Hanson -> thanks, Derrick Sabin -> I'm pretty sure I can be here. Gretchen Hanson -> so can I. If most of us - or all - can be here, it'll make the captain's decision easier. Hunter Matheson -> I'm going to nick out. Early call. Gretchen Hanson -> nite Kal H.G. Reed -> Night John Randall -> Well, since we've been dismissed, night all Derrick Sabin -> see you whenever next time is. Gretchen Hanson -> good night everyone Chirakis -> Good night to those leaving. Chirakis -> I'll be moving along. Chirakis -> Good night.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> So.. last week, we had arrived at Bolarus and already gotten ourselves into a potential diplomatic incident Cptn Ja'Lale -> There was no TBS if I recall correctly? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions before we start? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cassie Granger -> ::flight ops, tactical coordination for the squadron:: Derrick Sabin -> ::at the science station on the bridge, listening to the conflicting comm traffic between the two leaders:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::In Shadow 1 with Misty in Nav, making a run with Shadow 2.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::off-comm:: Okay, rather than risk setting off a civil war, let's make arrangements to beam over the ambassador over. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Watching this all from the comm station :: Hunter Matheson -> ::helm, geosynch orbit over Bimaal:: Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: continuing comm frequency clashes as the Bimaal and Amaal leaders try to contact the Challenger:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> They weren't kidding when they said the situation here was tumultuous. H.G. Reed -> Ambassador >> Dvokr chim Hok -> (m) What I would not do for a good EMP... H.G. Reed -> Ambassador Neonew >> :: Shrill :: I demand an answer! Gretchen Hanson -> Pres. Verdugo> ::static:: Challenger, do ....hear me? What's....going....happen? Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::holds hand up:: Let's all just try and calm down, shall we? Hunter Matheson -> ::looking for a better orbit for comm link:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +to both+ H.G. Reed -> :: Glances over at Kal. :: Derrick Sabin -> Captain, I can get a lock on our ambassador for transport, but I can't get through the other two signals for a comm link. H.G. Reed -> Ambassador Neonew >> That is unacceptable! Hunter Matheson -> ::scanning his board::to Reed:: Ma'am, trying to get a spot where communications will clear up. Not sure if it's us or them. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Takes her flight path over the area Shadow's 3 and 4 spotted armored units massing.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Neonew+ We're sorry we had to enter a lower orbit than ordered, we needed to enter a lower orbit to get a better comm-link with you. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Neonew+ Well, it will have to be! Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Ambassador Assistant :: What are you seeing sir? :: Cranky Ambassador :: Troop movements.. :: peers out a tiny grimy window :: H.G. Reed -> :: Taps her console. :: Try that. Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +Sylvanis+ Shadow 1, this is Granger taking over as Air Support Officer. Prepare for CAS (Close Air Support) if needed. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Inform the ambassador (ours) that we are ready to beam him up, should he wish to be beamed up. Cptn Ja'Lale -> :;to Dvokr:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Aye. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Thanks, guys Dyan Sylvanis -> +Granger+ Understood Ma'am. I'm nearing the zone now. Will have details to follow. Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +Bridge+ Granger to bridge. Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +Shadow 1+ Copy. H.G. Reed -> Neonew > :: Sputtering :: Do you know to whom you are speaking? Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> +Challenger+ Federation starship, we need your assistance. Are we going to get it? Dvokr chim Hok -> +Ambassador Arleth+ This is the USS Challenger. We are preparing to beam you and your staff up. Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +B+ Request permission for low fly-by as show of force. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Verdugo+ In due course. We will try to provide assistance in best we can. Dyan Sylvanis -> Misty> ::Uses her sensor package to take scans and pictures of the buildup.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> This Bimaal ambassador.. quite a character Dvokr chim Hok -> :: What Arleth hears :: This i t e $ Chel a n g r. W r pre ing to b am y nd y ur staf p. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::off comm:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Misty> Scans ready. Dvokr chim Hok -> +Arleth to ship in orbit+ Ribbit yore lass mess age. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: Send it. Dvokr chim Hok -> We are having trouble with the Ambassador's signal. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Shadow 1 sends data streaming back to Challenger.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any way to boost the signal? Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> +Challenger+ Captain, "in due course" will be too late. If the Bimaal ground forces enter our territory, you can kiss your precious dilithium good bye. Cassie Granger -> FOPs> ::pings data copy back to Shadow 1:: Dvokr chim Hok -> It it not a signal weakness issue Captain. Dvokr chim Hok -> I would only boost the noise. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Interference? Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ I can visually confirm troops and armor building up. Cassie Granger -> FOPs > +S+ Copy. Stand by for ROE verification. Dvokr chim Hok -> Since Ambassador Arleth is actually in the middle of this conflict, both sides are attempting jamming techniques. Cassie Granger -> FOPs > +Bridge+ Granger requesting low fly-by between forces as show of Federation force. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Ahh. Derrick Sabin -> Captain, as I said, we can get a transport lock on the Ambassador, we just won't be able to tell him we're pulling him out. Dvokr chim Hok -> Ambass. Arleth > Some ship is in orbit.. the Challenger or some sort. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods at Sabin:: Since I doubt both sides would stop jamming each other, that would be our best option. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Try to get a message to the ambassador that we're beaming him and his staff up. Derrick Sabin -> ::gives Hok a look that says, "you want to make the phone call?" :::: Dvokr chim Hok -> I will try again Captain. +Arleth+ This is Challenger. Prepare for a beam out. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Energize when you get a lock on them. Cassie Granger -> FOPs > ::checking ground forces configuration::: Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> +Challenger+ Let there be no mistake, we will defend ourselves if Bimaal enters Amaal territory. Derrick Sabin -> I have a lock, Sir. :::checks with Hok to see if the transport message was received:: Cassie Granger -> FOPs > +Shadow 1+ Negative on low fly-by. Repeat. Negative. Maintain orbit within visible range of ground forces. Do not engage. Repeat: do not engage. Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ Understood. Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth > :: Looks at one of the staff :: See if you can boost something.. hit a lot of those buttons :: hears the message :: Cassie Granger -> FOPs > +Shadow 1+ Redirect. Redirect. Negative on orbit. Maintain surveillance grid over ground forces. Repeat surveillance grid. How copy. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Cass+ Sorry Cass. Let's not flex our muscles just yet. But stay in the area in case things go sour down there. H.G. Reed -> Neonew > +Challenger+ You cannot ignore us. Cassie Granger -> FOPs > +Ja'Lale+ Copy. Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth > +Challenger+ We heard beam out. We will remain at our present location as we probably can't move freely anyhow. Derrick Sabin -> ::eyes widen, can't believe what he heard:: They want to stay? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Veers off.:: +FOPs+ We're on the move, readying for another sweep. Hunter Matheson -> ::Sabin:: His call. No one higher than the ambassador in this area of space. Cassie Granger -> FOPs > +Shadow 1+ Copy. Derrick Sabin -> ::gives a subtle shake of his head to Kal. Shrugs and turns back to his console to maintain the transport lock in case it's needed::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Neonew+ We're not ignoring you, ambassador. We have since moved to a higher location within your specified orders. Due to both sides jamming communications, we had to go lower to get an established comm link with you both in order to get both sides of the argument here. Hunter Matheson -> ::catches the headshake out of the corner of his eye; knows the feeling::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Did we beam the ambassador up? Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb Arleth Assistant > Sir, should we not leave? Arleth> We still have friends here. Derrick Sabin -> ::to Ja"Lale:: No sir, he wants to stay. H.G. Reed -> Neonew > +Challenger+ I refuse to converse with our sworn enemies. They are in the wrong! Cassie Granger -> FOPs > +Ja'Lale+ Requesting Mach 1 for Shadow. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +FOPs+ Go ahead Cassie Granger -> FOPs > ::broad grin:: Cassie Granger -> FOPs > +Shadow 1+ Shadow you are cleared for Mach 1, high fly-by. Shake the ground, Hawk. Wake 'em up. Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth > Contact the Bimaal and Amaal representatives. I believe we have found our neutral ground to end this conflict. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Big smile under her mask.:: +FOPs+ Yes Ma'am. ::Glances back.:: Buckle up Misty. Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth to Neonew > +NeoNew+ This is Federation Ambassador Arleth requesting a communication. Cassie Granger -> FOPs > ::looks up to the video feed from Shadow 1:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Misty> ::Smiles.:: Ready. H.G. Reed -> Neonew > +Arleth+ :: Suspicious :: Why do you wish to speak to me? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Well, I guess the ambassador can do his job down there Cptn Ja'Lale -> do his job better* Cassie Granger -> ::aside to flight control:: If they weren't awake before, they will be. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: nods to his assitant to start a second communication :: +Neonew+ I believe we have a unique opportunity now to end this conflict before it begins. Derrick Sabin -> ::not so sure about that, but acknowledges the Captain::: Aye, sir. Cassie Granger -> FCO> Got that right. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Drops down into the atmo, Shadow 2 in tow. With great skill, the two fighters accelerate and drop two sonic booms over the area in question.:: Cassie Granger -> ::FCO:: Diagram that sound wave. Cassie Granger -> FCO> On it. Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> +Challenger+ :::nearly hysterical::: We're under attack! Do something or we start retaliating. Hunter Matheson -> ::heavy sigh:: Dvokr chim Hok -> (previous was Arleth) Hunter Matheson -> ::Reed:: Give you ten to one they don't have much to retaliate with. Dvokr chim Hok -> Amb. Arleth> +Verdugo+ This is Ambassador Arleth, I request an audience with Verdugo immediately. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Verdugo+ You're not under attack president. That was a squadron of our fighters, in a hope to inform both sides not to do anything you might regret later. H.G. Reed -> Neonew > +Arleth+ Before we speak, you must cease these air raids. Else, we will be forced to retaliate. Cassie Granger -> ::watching Shadow vectoring into approach, running hot::: H.G. Reed -> :: Kal :: you are likely correct. Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> +Arleth+ Why should I talk to you? We're under attack and where are you? Sitting cozy in the Bimaal capital. The Federation shows their true allegiance. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Pulls into a hight altitude.:: +FOPs+ Did we wake them up a little? Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth> +Verdugo+ It is not as cozy as you make it, but you must see an opportunity to end this conflict before it boils over. Dyan Sylvanis -> *higher Cassie Granger -> ::still grinning:: +Shadow 1+ They're dead if you didn't. Sonic field is high max. Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> +Arleth+ Bimaal is the aggressor, Mr. Ambassador. If you want to end this conflict, get them to pull back their forces and acknowledge our sovereignty. Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPs+ ::Hears laughter from two individuals on the other end of the line.:: Cassie Granger -> +Shadow 1+ If nothing else, they're covered with dust. Withdraw to check your data scan for comprehensive assessment of ground force strength. Cassie Granger -> ::refers to the sensor package on the nose of every fighter::: Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth> +Verdugo+ The universe is governed by a mass of compromises. One cannot get everything they want, but a compromise can bring what you need. What you need now is to end this. Would you agree to meet in a safe location, neurtral to both parties? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Still chuckling a little.:: +FOPs+ Understood, pulling out. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::settles in his seat, hoping the ambassador is working is magic down there:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth> :: Mutes the audio on Verdugo :: +NeoNew+ Would you agree to a neutral location, you safety is guaranteed. Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> +Arleth+ We will never compromise our nation. I demand a show of contrition by Bimaal. They must withdraw their forces from our border. Hunter Matheson -> ::mutters:: Hell, just beam 'em all up here and put a sock in it. H.G. Reed -> Neonew > +Arleth+ Absolutely not. You must stop the flyovers before we will speak to you. Hunter Matheson -> ::Reed, half serious:: Show 'em the air lock. That's what I'd do. Dyan Sylvanis -> Misty> ::Checks her scans.:: Well some of the infantry definitely scattered a bit. ::chuckles.:: H.G. Reed -> :: Kal :: We would have to find another source of dilithium. Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> +Challenger+ Since you obviously can't or won't do anything about Bimaal, you force us to look for other partners for our security. Hunter Matheson -> ::shrugs:: Not sayin' we'd lose the dilithium, just let 'em know who's boss. Hunter Matheson -> And I mean... show 'em the air lock, not use it. Much as I'd like to. ::smirk:: H.G. Reed -> Somehow, I doubt that would go over well. Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth > :: Connects both parties together :: +NeoNew and Verdugo+ I don't have the power to stop either of those, but if you two don't meet and hammer out a compromise, rest assured the Federation will blockade this planet and stop any and all commerce involving the dilithium deposits or any other extra-planetary exports. Hunter Matheson -> ::snort:: That's why I'm not in command, ma'am. When we deal, our diplomacy moves about 2200 fps. Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth Assitant > :: Wide-eyed :: Cassie Granger -> FOPs > +Shadow+ Specifically looking for their weapons configuration. H.G. Reed -> Neonew > :: Very angry :: the Federation has no right to impose such sanctions. Your behavior is outrageous! Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::monitoring the communications between the ambassador & both prties:: Derrick Sabin] ->Captain, I just picked up a signal coming from Amaal. I think they're trying to send a comm off planet. Cptn Ja'Lale -> What does it say? Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPs+ Roger, Navigator is sending you those specs now. Dvokr chim Hok -> Arleth> +Neonew+ We have the ability and will. A stable planet is all our best interests. Cassie Granger -> +Shadow 1+ Copy. Dyan Sylvanis -> Misty> ::Readies and sends the package.:: Derrick Sabin -> :::Captain::: It's encrypted, but probably an easy break. More problematic is the location. Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> Okay, great job folks. Getting interesting now. TBS is 2 minutes

Cptn Ja'Lale -> The Challenger crew is on route to Bolarus where they are to settle a political dispute that had occurred there. Challenger's crew just had a meeting with an admiral who went over with them on the specifics of the mission and any questions they had. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Dyan Sylvanis -> (What was TBS?)) Cptn Ja'Lale -> ( a few hours, if I recall correctly? ) Dyan Sylvanis -> ((kk)) Dvokr chim Hok -> :: In his comm chair :: Cassie Granger -> (30 min) H.G. Reed -> :: At her station on the bridge. :: Derrick Sabin -> ::at the science station on the bridge:: Hunter Matheson -> ::slips into helm:: Gretchen Hanson -> :::in sickbay making last minute preparations:: Cassie Granger -> ::on MARDET:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Challenger is now approaching the Bolarian system Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Listening in on local communications :: Derrick Sabin -> ::making the usual approach scans:: Hunter Matheson -> ::Reed:: We're close. Got an ETA? H.G. Reed -> 20 minutes, per our current course and heading. Hunter Matheson -> ::nod:: Cassie Granger -> ::into the lift:: Fighter bay. Derrick Sabin -> ::pulls up a current overlay of the planet and its political boundaries::: Cassie Granger -> ::steps out into the bay, strides toward the bay chief:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::In the launch bay, suited up. She climbs in to her fighter, already seeing St. Williams "Misty" sitting in the back navigator's chair.:: How does she look, Mist? H.G. Reed -> :: Glances around, murmuring quietly. :: For some reason I don't feel good about this. Cassie Granger -> ::exchanges words over the noise of preparations, power up:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Misty> ::Gives her the thumbs up with a smile.:: Good to go. Hunter Matheson -> You and me, too. Derrick Sabin -> ::getting readouts on the main deposits of dilithium beneath the surface;: Dvokr chim Hok -> Captain, Bolarian local space control is hailing. Hunter Matheson -> ::shudder:: Cap's got the squadron goin' out. We should be fine. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ON screen Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Slides into her seat, strapping in.:: Good. All preflights done? ::Puts her helmet and mask on, doing a comm check.:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Misty> ::Fixing her mask as well, flipping on comm.:: All set. H.G. Reed -> :: Bites her lip. :: Why is it always us? Dvokr chim Hok -> Bolarian > This is control, please follow this vector. Cassie Granger -> +Reed+ Cptn Granger to Lt Reed. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Please follow the prescribed vector Mr. Matheson. Derrick Sabin -> ::wonders, given the political situation, whose "local space control" is talking at the moment:: H.G. Reed -> +Granger+ This is Reed, ma'am. Cassie Granger -> +Reed+ Squadron is ready to deploy. They need standard grid information, relevant vectors, for planetary surveillance. Send them everything you have. H.G. Reed -> :: Relays new vector to Kal. :: +Granger+ Yes, ma'am. Cassie Granger -> ::headset to cut the noise:: H.G. Reed -> :: Taps the console, gathering information packets.:: Cassie Granger -> +Sylvanis+ Soon as you have clearance, take 'em out. Strong presence is what we're after; you're good at that. ::grin:: Derrick Sabin -> Captain, given the limited warp capabilities of any of the Bolarian nations, who is giving us vectors, and for what? H.G. Reed -> :: Puts the files together, preparing them for the squadron. Taps the console to send them. :: Hunter Matheson -> ::lets out a slow, measured breath:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> I can't be certain who's giving us these vectors. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Smiles through her mask.:: +Cass+ Yes Ma'am. ::Switches comm.:: +Bridge/Tower+ Tower this is Silverhawk in Shadow 1, requesting launch. Derrick Sabin -> ::captain:: I'm not picking up any off planet defenses on scans. Dyan Sylvanis -> Misty> ::Gets her needed data from Reed.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> PRobably given their limited tech. I would think the Ambassador or someone high up in the Bolaran government is giving us these vectors Hunter Matheson -> ::standard tone:: Assuming vector two niner niner by one...? ::glance to Reed:: Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +Sylvanis+ Hold for confirm. Derrick Sabin -> ::captain:: That's my point sir. There is no "Bolarian" government. Only the governments of each individual nation. H.G. Reed -> :: Nods :: Six Hunter Matheson -> Roger that. Six. Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +Bridge+ Requesting confirmation for Shadow launch. Hunter Matheson -> ::aside:: Thought one was a little off. Hunter Matheson -> It'd put us right down the equatorial zone where there's .. zip. Nothing. H.G. Reed -> Not to worry, I have your back. :: winks :: Hunter Matheson -> ::full-on look:: Hunter Matheson -> ::grin:: Thanks, ma'am. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: After some study :: I'm having trouble determining who sent the transmission. Derrick Sabin -> ::captain;; Sir, if I may recommend... We should take up a geo-synchronous orbit over Bimaal. They're really the only ones we need to worry about. H.G. Reed -> :: Still smiling. :: It's my job. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Gets antsy as she hates when launches are put on hold.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::ponders:: From a security standpoint, you would be right. Is it close to Bolarus, close enough for a quick pick up of the ambassador there? Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +OPS+ Bridge OPS, awaiting confirmation for Shadow 1 launch. H.G. Reed -> ((We don't have an OPS)) Cptn Ja'Lale -> (That would be to Dvokr at Comm.) Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +Whoever+ Shadow 1 awaiting launch. Dvokr chim Hok -> +Fops+ You have a go. Good hunting Cassie Granger -> FOPs> ::glance to Sylvanis from the "tower" to her fighter, thumbs up on hold:: Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +Sylvanis+ Ready for launch on three. Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +Sylvanus+ Three... two.. one. Clear. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: Here we go. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Synchronous orbit over Bimaal please. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::needs to brush up on his space geography:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Release mag locks and punches it out of the bay.:: Hunter Matheson -> Aye, sir. Synchronous orbit. Bimaal. Hunter Matheson -> High orbit, Captain, or standard? Dyan Sylvanis -> Shadow 1> ::Once clear of the secondary hull, she pulls up and around the top side of the ship. She then buzzes past the bridge, to give Kal something to look at on the viewscreen.:: H.G. Reed -> :: Waiting, wondering what will be next. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Standard orbit should suffice, yes? Hunter Matheson -> ::catches it out of the corner of his eye:: (w) Holy.... Hunter Matheson -> ::doubletake:: Aye, Captain. Standard geosynchronous orbit. Bimaal. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Not soon after, the rest of Shadow launches and follows suit.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::eyes still on the viewscreen, a broad grin on his face:: Hunter Matheson -> ::Flicks the running lights:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Find anything of interest Hunter? Hunter Matheson -> ::would waggle the wings if the captain didn't mind:: Hunter Matheson -> Uh.. yes, sir. Shadow's out of the bay. Dyan Sylvanis -> Misty> ::Big grin on her face.:: You never get tired of that, do you? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Oh..::looks:: Ahh yes, so you're right. H.G. Reed -> :: Quietly :: You want to be out there, don't you? Dyan Sylvanis -> Nope. ::Blinks running lights as she clears the ship and makes for the planet.:: Hunter Matheson -> ::Ja'lale:: Damn sweet squadron, sir. Cptn Ja'Lale -> That it is. Hunter Matheson -> ::nod to Reed:: Cassie Granger -> ::watching the deploy::on secure comm:: +Sylvanis+ Good hunting. Cassie Granger -> ::thumbs up to the last one out:: Derrick Sabin -> Captain, my scans are showing two distinct hailing signals from the planet, from Bimaal and Amaal. Cptn Ja'Lale -> They're both hailing us? Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: a broken up signal from Amaal demanding to speak to the ship in orbit. Dyan Sylvanis -> +Cass+ Thank you Ma'am. We'll keep the eyes on us. H.G. Reed -> :: Confirms sensor readings and nods. Wondering at what is going on. :: Derrick Sabin -> Yes, sir. The stronger of the two seems to be from Bimaal, the other from Amaal. Cptn Ja'Lale -> I see. Cassie Granger -> ::shifts frequency to FOPs:: +FOPs+ Keep a close watch. Report every 30. Have ready 5 hot. Dyan Sylvanis -> Misty> So what now? ::Checking her screens.:: Cassie Granger -> FOPs> ::acknowledges:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Do what the Captain said, make our presence known. Keep everyone in loose formation and spread out. Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: more static from Amaal, repeating their demands to communication. Cptn Ja'Lale -> See if you can clear up that signal from Amaal... Dvokr chim Hok -> Trying Captain. The source signal is weak. Hunter Matheson -> ::twists in his chair:: Captain, I can get us in a better orbit for communication. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Please do Dvokr chim Hok -> Let's see. Amaal is demanding we open a channel. Bimaal is asking this as well. Best I can gather. Gretchen Hanson -> ::static, but mostly readable::; This is.....Premier Verdugo.....Amaal. Contacting the ship....orbit. Respond.....immediately. Hunter Matheson -> ::nod:: Moving orbit to within their communications range. Hunter Matheson -> ::frown:: Gonna be low. Cptn Ja'Lale -> And the diplomatic games begin already. Hunter Matheson -> ::Hok:: Let flight ops (FOPs) know we're coming down. Dvokr chim Hok -> We may as well speak to Amaal first. Dvokr chim Hok -> On screen? Cptn Ja'Lale -> We may as well. ON screen, please. H.G. Reed -> This seems odds. Cptn Ja'Lale -> It does.. ::to HG:: Cassie Granger -> ::in close convo with the bay chief:: Dvokr chim Hok -> +FOPs+ We are going to attempt a low planet orbit. Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +COM+ Understood. I'll pass it on. Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +Shadow 1+ Challenger Flight Ops. Respond. Gretchen Hanson -> Premier Verdugo>+com+ This is Premier Verdugo of Amaal. Who am I speaking to? Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Verdugo+ This is Captain Ja'Lale of the Federation starship Challenger. How can we help you, Premier? Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ This is Shadow 1 Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +Shadow 1+ Challenger is moving to low orbit. Change your grid to conform. How copy? H.G. Reed -> :: Wondering why they are getting involved. :: Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> Why are you over Bimaal? Are you helping them? I thought the Federation supported us? Dyan Sylvanis -> Misty> ::confirms:: Got it. Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ Understood, making adjustments. Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +Shadow 1+ Copy, Shadow One. Stay tight. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Verdugo+ We are here on a diplomatic mission to help your two countries resolve your difference. Officially, we are not at a stage to take any one side. Gretchen Hanson -> Verdugo> That's priceless, Captain. Have you taken a look across our border? Those are Bimaal ground forces massing just across the line. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Getting interference from another signal, stronger since we are in a lower orbit :: Captain, I am having trouble maintaining the visual on Amaal. Hunter Matheson -> ::checking his heading, looks to Reed:: Anything we can do about that? Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Verdugo+ Their formation is a cause of concern for us yes. Which is why we are here to try to try to ease the tensions between your two people through dialogue. H.G. Reed -> Neonew > :: In a shrill voice. :: Biamaal to Federation ship in orbit. H.G. Reed -> :: Kal :: Just some minor adjustments. Gretchen Hanson -> ACTION: the static on the screen changes to a new location Dvokr chim Hok -> The Bimaal signal is overtaking the protocols of the Amaal one. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Are they cutting them off? Hunter Matheson -> ::nod::makes minor adjustment:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Possible.. I could try to conference them. Split the signal to the same viewer Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::rubs chin:: Yeah, let's do that. Kill two birds with one stone, if I may use that human expression. H.G. Reed -> Neonew > :: Still shrill. :: Federation ship, you are violating our agreement! Return to your original orbit or leave Bolarian space. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Sighs :: They are fighting for the same frequency.. Cassie Granger -> FOPs> +Shadow 1+ Challenger Flight Operations. Anything going on down below, Silverhawk? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes, figured as much with their limited technology. I'm somewhat surprised the Amaarites were able to contact us in the first place. Derrick Sabin -> Captain, there really isn't anything either one can do to us. It's all bluff. Cptn Ja'Lale -> I agree Mr. Sabin. Where's the ambassador and his team? Dyan Sylvanis -> +FOPS+ Affimative. Shadows 3 and 4 have picked up what looks like armored columns massing in an area near the Amaal border. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Before we risk making things worse, we'd better make arrangements to beam him up and have him explain the situation to us. Derrick Sabin -> My guess, in Bimaal. They're the number one player. But Security might have a better answer. Cptn Ja'Lale -> I must say, this is already putting my diplomatic skills to the test. ::would smirk if he could:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Down on the planet, somewhere, a cranky Ambassador is looking out a window :: What in blazes are they doing? Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> Good job folks... that's quite the squabble we're in right now. TBS won't be long, if there's any at all. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Feel free to come up with a TBS Dr Hanson, if you like. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions? Gretchen Hanson -> zero works. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Works for me too. Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK TBS is zero then Cptn Ja'Lale -> Since some of us in earlier timezones may still be having mother's day dinners, it's okay if you have to be absent or late next week

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Last week, the Challenger received its assignment that they would be travelling to Bolarus to help settle with a dispute that had occurred there. The crew is currently in a conference with an admiral who is helping bring the crew into the loop as to the situation there. TBS was as mentioned, zero and we continue where we left off last week Cptn Ja'Lale -> Questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Hunter Matheson -> ::on the bridge doing the helm thing:: Gretchen Hanson -> Admiral Middleton> ::on the view screen, taking questions during the briefing:: H.G. Reed -> :: Working at her station. :: John Randall -> ::in the conference room listening to the admiral; as acting department head, he has to be there:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Sitting quietly :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Listening intently at the meeting:: Derrick Sabin -> ::at his seat in the briefing:: Cassie Granger -> ::in the briefing, sorting out her focus:: Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M>Does everyone have a clear understanding of the situation? Now's the time to ask your questions. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Writing in his padd, raising his hand :: Cassie Granger -> ::checks her padd:: Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> :::virtually turns onscreen to acknowledge Hok:: Yes? Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::writing down some notes on his PADD:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Question of the deposits. Do they stretch between the conflicting city-states? Did the stipulations of the separation mention these deposits? Hunter Matheson -> ::deep sigh, clasping his hands above his head to lean back against the seat, cracking his back:: H.G. Reed -> :: Looks up at Kal. :: Something the matter? Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> The answer is yes to both your questions. And that's part of the problem. Amaal used to be a territory of Bimaal until the separation a few years back. They have deposits of dilithium now inside their borders. The treaty that ended the war gave Amaal full sovereignty including the deposits, but Bimaal is reneging on that arrangement. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::rubs chin:: Hunter Matheson -> ::surprised:: Uh.. no. Just it's different helming a starship 'cause there's not a whole lot going on. Hunter Matheson -> I mean... not that it's not important, but in SWCC, there's always tension, action. Dvokr chim Hok -> They want a mediator Derrick Sabin -> ::speaks up:: Sir, I don't suppose the solution would be as easy as just going down there and telling Bimaal to knock it off? Cptn Ja'Lale -> If only it could be that easy. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm M> ::to Sabin:: Unfortunately, no. Bimaal has no so vaguely hinted that they might take their dilithium trade elsewhere if we interfere. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Making a couple adjustments to the training roster, in a quiet corner of MARDET.:: H.G. Reed -> And you miss all the hubbub. It is understandable. Hunter Matheson -> Well... don't actually miss it. It's different. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> ::back to Hok:: So, WE need a mediator, meaning the Federation. Hunter Matheson -> Sitting instead of standing, running, trying to keep your skin intact. That kind of thing. Dvokr chim Hok -> I'm a communications officer, not a mediator. Dvokr chim Hok -> Presuming I'm not the one, who is on the ground now? Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> Ideally, our Ambassador would do the mediating, but he's going to need some back up. H.G. Reed -> :: Thoughtful. :: And you are not use to the difference. Cassie Granger -> ::deep breath, lets it out:: Hunter Matheson -> ::headshake:: Not at all. John Randall -> ::suddenly thinks of something:: Admiral Middleton, I'm curious about something: do the two nations have their own fleet of ships, or is the dilithium used for something else? Hunter Matheson -> But don't get me wrong. Love this ship; it has its perks and... ::excited chuckle:: all kinds of bells and whistles. But still, sitting and not doing…. ::shrug:: Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> The Bimaal has,I think, two warp capable ships. Amaal has none. The dilithium is basically a trade commodity. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods:: I see. H.G. Reed -> I am sure something will will happen soon. It always does. Cassie Granger -> ::hand raise:: Gretchen Hanson -> Adm M> ::to Cass::: Yes? Cassie Granger -> Just to clarify, Admiral. The only intelligence we have is from the governments involved? Hunter Matheson -> Um... yeah. Guess so. H.G. Reed -> Not to worry. Excitement will be here, soon enough. I am sure it will satiate your need for fun. Hunter Matheson -> ::turns to Reed:: Is this the time I'm supposed to eat my words? Hunter Matheson -> 'Cause it always happens that way. I open my big fat mouth and something goes south. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> We have reports from the Ambassador. He has a small staff, but nothing in the way of Security. We also have demands from each of the respective governments. Now, how puffed up is their own assessment of what they can do, or are threatening to do, remains to be seen. Cassie Granger -> Thank you, Sir. Cassie Granger -> ::leans back, thinking:: Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> Any other questions? Dvokr chim Hok -> :: raises his hand...again :: Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> Yes? Dvokr chim Hok -> The species of the Ambassador and staff? I just ask for cultural idioms and other niceties. H.G. Reed -> :: Smiles and shakes her head. :: We will see, we will see. Hunter Matheson -> ::mutters:: That's what I'm afraid of. ::goes back to tend the console:: Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> All of our personnel are Earth humans. The Bimaal made initial requests to that effect, based on the Federation ship that made First Contact was mainly a human crewed ship. Dvokr chim Hok -> Good. John Randall -> So, that also means that we have no knowledge that any other species has undercover operatives there. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> ::turns to Randall::: Correct Lieutenant. We have no knowledge. That doesn't mean yes or no. We just don't know. Cassie Granger -> ::Uneasy::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> So it will be mainly humans on our side of the delegation, just to be clear? H.G. Reed -> Rest assured that things will turn out alright. Fate protects children, fools, and starships. Hunter Matheson -> ::stops working:: So... I'm not a "children" and sure not a "starship", which leaves.... John Randall -> ::thinks to himself; if the reserves are that vast, every species in the Federation has operatives there, I'd stake my career on it:: Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> Of the Federation staff, yes. I'm sure the Bimaal, and the Amaal for that matter, must know about other species. Particularly since the Bimaal are threatening to trade with someone else if we don't play ball. Hunter Matheson -> ::askance:: H.G. Reed -> :: Stops smiling. :: I am not implying that you are a fool. My apologies. John Randall -> ::thinks a darker thought; and the Klingons and Romulans, along with the Orions, are there, too:: Hunter Matheson -> ::shrug:: Hey. Sometimes I wonder what possessed me to sign on for the job, then I figure it has something to do with not thinking that far ahead. ::shrugs again:: Kind of fits the bill. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> ::looks around for other comments, questions::: John Randall -> ::puts his thoughts to words on his PADD, and sends an e-mail to Granger:: H.G. Reed -> Or perhaps you were curious and found this job a good way to do so. Cassie Granger -> ::attention drawn to her padd:: Cassie Granger -> ::glance over to Randall, nodding affirm:: Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> :seeing none:::: Capt. Ja'Lale. Your mission is to protect the dilithium trade. It is THE strategic importance in this venture. You are authorized to use whatever means is available and whatever tactic you deem necessary. Hunter Matheson -> Um.. yeah. Could be. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Of course sir, we shall do our utmost. Derrick Sabin -> ::thinks, oh boy, this could go south in a hurry:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::thinking the same if we're not careful:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Where is the ambassador currently? Have we established if we need to pick him up or if he will come to us? H.G. Reed -> :: Looking somewhat ashamed. :: My apologies if I have offended you some home. It was not my intent. Cassie Granger -> ::jaws continually clench, a sign of her agitation and not liking the situation:: Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> Currently the Ambassador is in the Bimaal capital. He has no transportation off planet other that what you will provide. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods:: Very well, thank you Admiral. Hunter Matheson -> ::Reed:: Not offended, ma'am. ::grin:: Just getting a little antsy sitting here. ::thought:: Hey, want to hit the range when we're done? Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> Well then, good luck Challenger. Middleton out. :::screen goes blank::: H.G. Reed -> :: Back to smiling. :: What a lovely invitation. I would be delighted. Hunter Matheson -> ::feisty smile:: You're on. Your choice of weapons this time. Deal? H.G. Reed -> :: Nods :: I shall consider my options carefully. Derrick Sabin -> ::turns to look at the Captain, wondering what he's going to order::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::looks up as the screen goes blank:: All right, hopefully that answers everything. We all have our work to do. Meeting adjourned. Best of luck to all of us, and you are reminded that the events transpired in the meeting are classified. Hunter Matheson -> ::lightens up, excited:: John Randall -> ::gets up out of his chair, and leaves the room, heading for the turbolift:: Cassie Granger -> ::remains seated as the others file out:: Gretchen Hanson -> Captain, does that mean just those of us in this room, or the rest of the crew? Hunter Matheson -> ::notices the meeting breaking up:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Gathers up his PADDs:: Rest of the ship in general but us in particular. John Randall -> ::the car arrives, and he steps in:: Deck 12. Cassie Granger -> ::stands:: Captain, a moment? H.G. Reed -> :: Taps her console, checking the sensors. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes of course, Cass. Cassie Granger -> Sir... this is a very bad situation, and I don't mean for Federation dilithium. Derrick Sabin -> ::wanders out of the briefing room feeling a little lost and unsure. Decides not to go any further than the science station:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Closes up his padd and stands up :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes it is indeed. This could have some serious consequences outside the dilithium trade... John Randall -> ::the lift arrives, and he exits, heading for engineering:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::takes the Captain's answer with her to the TL and back to Sick Bay::: Cassie Granger -> Bottom line here is that we have to get the ambassador off that planet as quickly as possible. Cassie Granger -> And... if I may explain? Cptn Ja'Lale -> PLease do. Cassie Granger -> ::nods:: Normally, Federation ambassadors work with two groups of protection... John Randall -> ::strides into engineering, spots Davis at the main console, and goes over to him:: Cassie Granger -> FSS agents who are assigned to guard his person, of which he has two. Two agents do not a team make, Sir. H.G. Reed -> :: Smiles slightly to herself, her mind on firearms and the promise of some time on the range. :: Derrick Sabin -> ::looks at Reed and Matheson wanting to say something, but not sure if he should before the Captain makes his own announcement:: John Randall -> Davis> ::grins:: I see you're back, sir. Cassie Granger -> The second group is a trained group of Special Operations personnel who watch the outside and clear the area whenever he moves. Cassie Granger -> He has none, sir. Cassie Granger -> And these two groups are threatening to go to war over their dilithium? Cassie Granger -> ::getting more adamant:: Cassie Granger -> We're looking at another Benghazi. Cassie Granger -> Transportation is iffy - the Admiral stated himself. John Randall -> ::small grin:: Yeah, I'm back. Stay with the conn for a few, will you? I'll be in the chief's office. Cassie Granger -> Travel is dangerous ,and he has only two FSS agents? H.G. Reed -> :: Glances around, noticing people returning to their stations. :: John Randall -> Davis> ::drops the grin at Randall's grim demeanor:: Lieutenant, are you all right? Cassie Granger -> Sir, if anyone else in on that planet, I would make a bet that there are both Klingons and Romulan operatives there. Hands down. Cptn Ja'Lale -> I wouldn't doubt that at all. Cassie Granger -> They both need dilithium, and the Klingon Empire needs it more than the Federation. H.G. Reed -> :: Wondering if the subject of the meeting will be shared. :: Cassie Granger -> ::deep breath to contain herself:: Sir, we must get that ambassador off the planet. Derrick Sabin -> ::clears his throat:: Umm, Sgt. Matheson? Have you ever been in the middle of a civil war? Hunter Matheson -> ::jerks head around:: Sorry, sir? John Randall -> ::starts to walk toward the office:: At the moment, Mr. Davis, no, I am not. ::goes into the office, and closes the door behind him:: H.G. Reed -> :: Glances at Sabin as well. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> I agree, but he is needed there to help mediate the situation there. Derrick Sabin -> A civil war. Any experience? Cassie Granger -> And.. if I may. We must present a strong Federation presence to deter any possible threats. Hunter Matheson -> ::suddenly very serious:: Yes, sir. I do. Hunter Matheson -> ::not really wanting to go there:: Derrick Sabin -> ::slouches his shoulders a bit::: Ok...good...Just asking. Dvokr chim Hok -> Where are we doing this mediation anyhow? H.G. Reed -> Civil War? Are we headed into an area of conflict? Hunter Matheson -> ::stares a minute:: John Randall -> ::sits down in the chair, and thinks to himself; well, out of the frying pan, and into the fire again; this time, we will get burned:: Hunter Matheson -> ::then looks to Reed:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods::: Which is why they're sending us there. You have Special Ops training do you not? Hunter Matheson -> ::turns back to his console:: Derrick Sabin -> Umm, I probably can't say, but I'll bet the Captain has a thought or two. Cassie Granger -> Aye, sir. I do. H.G. Reed -> :: Quietly :: Is we are heading into a war zone, we ought to know. We need to be able to keep the ship safe. Hunter Matheson -> ::Mutters darkly:: We're always in a war zone. John Randall -> ::makes a decision, and keys the department comm:: +ENG+ This is Randall. All damage crews report to the main console in five minutes. We will be conducting drills. That is all. Randall out. H.G. Reed -> :: Nods in agreement. :: However, it would be nice if we knew what to expect. Cassie Granger -> Why do you ask, Captain? Hunter Matheson -> ::still staring at his console:: Nothing ever goes as expected. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods:: That's great. I'd like you to be in charge of his security and well-being once we retrieve the ambassador. If you need any additional support, let me know and I can request it to Admiral Middleton. Cassie Granger -> Aye, Sir. H.G. Reed -> While that is true, we should be on alert. Hunter Matheson -> Always, ma'am. ::Reed:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::double checks the SB inventory, glad that the ship is just out of the Star Base with re-supplies::: Cassie Granger -> Captain, one more request? John Randall -> ::whips out his communicator:: +Davis, Michaels+ Steve, Jeff, report to the office, please. H.G. Reed -> :: Nods :: Always a marine. Cptn Ja'Lale -> See if you can work with Security and form up a protection plan for him and his team until the mediation takes place... yes, M.Capt? Cassie Granger -> A strong Federation presence would normally include a squadron on rotation, continually surveying the planet. Cassie Granger -> With your permission, sir, I'd like to get Lt Sylvanis to deploy her squadron. John Randall -> ::Michaels and Davis come to the office; Randall waves them in:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods:: Of course. Hunter Matheson -> :holding his peace, going into a dark place:: H.G. Reed -> :: Not liking the look in Kal's eyes. :: Hunter Matheson -> ::long, slow breaths, slowly bringing himself under control:: John Randall -> Guys, I'd like you two to supervise the drills, and advise me on the efficiency ratings. I have some things to work out in here. ::his face is grim:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Is there anything else of issue or concern? Cassie Granger -> No, Sir. Thank you, Sir. John Randall -> Davis> John, I don't like this. What's up with you, pal? Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods:: Very well, Cass. Thanks for bringing this to my attention. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Veers off to take his station :: Cassie Granger -> ::sharp attention, waiting to be dismissed:: John Randall -> I'll explain later. Go start the drills, then I'll fill you in. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Thanks.. dismissed. Cassie Granger -> ::smart nod:: Aye, Captain. Cassie Granger -> ::turns, exits:: John Randall -> (just occurred to me; I couldn't sim if I couldn't talk to myself; but whatever..........) Hunter Matheson -> (Hey, man. You can talk to us.) Gretchen Hanson -> ::wrestling with her thoughts, not at all happy with the Admiral's last orders "any means at your disposal" :::: John Randall -> (hard to do that from 12 decks down, Kal, but thanks for the thought) Cassie Granger -> ::Reed::stepping down to her level:: ETA to Bolarus. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Sits :: +Engineering+ Hok here. Hunter Matheson -> (It's called the comm, man.) H.G. Reed -> 25 minutes, ma'am. Cassie Granger -> Thank you, Lieutenant. ::steps over to Kal::motions him off his post:: John Randall -> +Hok+ Engineering, Randall here; go ahead, Ensign:: Hunter Matheson -> ::double-take:: Hunter Matheson -> ::stands, moves with Granger:: Cassie Granger -> ::taking him aside:: Don't like the look, Kal. You need a few? H.G. Reed -> :: Takes over the helm. :: Hunter Matheson -> ::studies the floor:: Dvokr chim Hok -> +Eng+ Can you please make sure the sensors are in the best shape you can? I think we will need all the sensitivity you can give us. Hunter Matheson -> ::straightens up:: Ma'am, no ma'am. ::nod:: I'm good. Cassie Granger -> Look at me, Gunny. Hunter Matheson -> ::meets her eyes:: Cassie Granger -> Say that again, Marine. John Randall -> +Bridge+ Acknowledged, Ensign; I have a team on it, and we will also be conducting damage control drills. Please inform the captain. Hunter Matheson -> ::stiff attention:: Ready for duty, ma'am. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::composes some notes in his PADD and heads back to the bridge:: Dvokr chim Hok -> +Randall+ Understood. Cassie Granger -> ::nod:: Carry on. John Randall -> +Bridge+ Anything else, Ensign? Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::enters bridge and takes a seat:: We're almost at Bolarus? Cassie Granger -> ::moves away from him:: +Sylvanis+ Lieutenant Sylvanis. John Randall -> +Bridge+ Very well. Randall out. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Sits up from her PADD.:: +Cass+ Sylvanis here. Cassie Granger -> +Sylvanis+ Lieutenant, ready your squadron to deploy in 30. Standard rotation, planetary surveillance. H.G. Reed -> :: Turns to the Captain. :: Yes, sir. Hunter Matheson -> ::resumes his seat:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Drop us out of warp once we're in the system. Dvokr chim Hok -> Captain, engineering will be running through some damage control drills Dyan Sylvanis -> +Cass+ Yes Ma'am. ::Hops up from her chair, heading to the locker room. She sends the word out in the process.:: John Randall -> ::leans back in the chair, wondering if he should call the doctor, then decides against it, realizing she's probably setting up sickbay for casualties:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Thank you Mr Hok. That's fine. Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM John Randall -> ::paused:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Great job folks... TBS will be 30 minutes (?) by which time we should be arriving at Bolarus. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions/Comments? Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK. if no questions.. sim dismissed... see you all next week!

Happy Birthday, Manticore! ~Sixteen Years Ago Today~ (A9, correct me if I'm wrong!) I can't believe it's been that long, and it's been a great ride! Here's to 16 more years - great ship, great crew!

Cptn Ja'Lale -> All right, looks like we're good to go. Last week, Challenger received new orders and the crew are now being recalled from their leave at SB 184 to their new destination. Crew should be reporting back and Challenger about ready to leave. TBS was a few hours.. questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Hunter Matheson -> back H.G. Reed -> :: At her station on the bridge, studying star charts. :: John Randall -> ::back in engineering after catching a few hours of sleep; overseeing the crew as they report for duty; the starbase teams have gone back to the base:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::finishing up in sickbay seeing to the over-zealous crewmembers returning from the station:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::back on the bridge, drinking some kind of a tea:: Cassie Granger -> ::wandering MARDET:: Hunter Matheson -> ::takes helm, checking systems:: Derrick Sabin -> ::on the bridge at the Science station, verifying the report that all science teams are back on board:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Walking beside Granger :: Quite the place you have here Captain. :: to Granger :: Cassie Granger -> Hope it stays that way, Hok. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Is everyone on board yet? ::to Hok:: Dvokr chim Hok -> (Yes) Cassie Granger -> ::on the Marine deck:: Hunter Matheson -> +ENG+ How's it going down there? We ready to go yet? H.G. Reed -> :: Flips through several charts at once, searching. :: John Randall -> ::hears Matheson's voice over the comm, wonders who he's talking to:: Hunter Matheson -> ::he's not sure either, just someone who's down there:: Derrick Sabin -> ::passes his personnel report to the acting XO::: Dvokr chim Hok -> +Ja'L+ Let me check Captain. John Randall -> Davis> ::also hearing the comm:: Want me to get that, Lieutenant? Cptn Ja'Lale -> :Nods:: =Hok+ THanks John Randall -> ::nods to Davis:: Please do. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Accesses his padd :: +Ja'L+ Yes, all are onboard. I am with another Captain...Captain. Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Hok+ THanks Mr. Hok. H.G. Reed -> :: Stops at certain chart and studies it carefully. :: Cassie Granger -> (w) ::confidential:: Think I better get up to the bridge. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: To Granger :: Right John Randall -> Davis> +Bridge+ Engineering to bridge. All systems and engines are nominal, and panels are green across the board. Lieutenant Randall is currently busy at the moment, this is Lieutenant (j.g.) Davis. Davis out. Cassie Granger -> ::headtick:: Think you better too. Dvokr chim Hok -> Together then. Cassie Granger -> ::steps into the lift:: Come on, then. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods to Hunter and HG:: Prepare for departure, please. Set a course, bearing 102 mark 34, warp 7. John Randall -> ::nods to Davis:: Nice job, Steve; well done. ::assisting Ensign Maloney at her station:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Enters the lift :: Would I have made a good Marine or am I too short? H.G. Reed -> Aye, Captain. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods to COmm:: Request departure clearance. Cassie Granger -> ::gives him the once-over:: Depends. Cassie Granger -> ::steps out on the bridge:: John Randall -> Davis> Thank you, sir. ::grins as Randall rolls his eyes at him:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Exits the lift and heads toward his chair :: Hunter Matheson -> ::Reed:: I have your exit vector. ::Ja'lale:: Ready on your mark. Derrick Sabin -> ::notes the new arrivals on the bridge, knows departure will be soon:: John Randall -> Davis> The bridge never acknowledged the report, Lieutenant. Hunter Matheson -> (Maybe because you terminated the convo?) John Randall -> ::shakes his head at Davis:: They never do, Steve; don't worry about it. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Departure clearance granted. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Sits :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods:: Take us out, once we clear the station jump to warp 7. Cassie Granger -> ::takes a position clear of the action, standing by in case she's needed:: John Randall -> Davis> Aye, sir. ::goes to his post at the warp core:: Hunter Matheson -> Docking clamps disengaged... backing off.. thrusters... H.G. Reed -> :: Double checks course and heading satisfied that they are correct. :: Hunter Matheson -> ::smooth transition to the exit corridor:: Hunter Matheson -> ::Reed:: Moving into exit corridor. Vector acquisition in five. Hunter Matheson -> ::Reed:: Anyone close I need to watch? H.G. Reed -> :: Nods, watching the transition. :: John Randall -> ::finishes helping Maloney, tells Davis he'll be in the chief's office, and goes in:: H.G. Reed -> Not at the moment. Hunter Matheson -> ::looking for a rear view mirror:: Right. Tell me if I hit anything. ::smirk:: Hunter Matheson -> Exit vector acquired... moving off at 1/2 impulse... H.G. Reed -> I am sure you will know. Derrick Sabin -> ::sets the lateral sensors on passive, nothing really to scan while they're in Federation space:: Hunter Matheson -> ::snort:: Engaging course at warp 7. Hunter Matheson -> ::zzziiiipppp:::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Thanks. ::sips tea:: Cassie Granger -> ::settles in:: John Randall -> ::knows the ship is moving, checks e-mail for any news of a new mission, but sees none; continues working on reports and requisitions:: H.G. Reed -> :: Keeps an eye on the sensors. :: Cassie Granger -> ::moves to take a seat close to Ja'Lale, leaning close, speaking lowly:: Any particular reason for the rush, Captain? Cptn Ja'Lale -> now that we're in warp ::looks at the Comm officer:: Set up a senior staff meeting in the Conference Room in fifteen minutes H.G. Reed -> :: Quietly contemplative, wondering at their hurried departure and the lack of information. :: Dvokr chim Hok -> More secret order Captain? :: shuts his mouth :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Please. Hunter Matheson -> ::checks the rear view mirror for red and blue lights::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> I'd like you to join the meeting as well there Mr Hok. Dvokr chim Hok -> +Senior Staff+ Your attention please. A senior staff meeting in 13 minutes. Repeat, senior staff meeting in 13 minutes. Dvokr chim Hok -> Kind of you to have me along Captain. Does this mean I will be getting larger accommodations? Hunter Matheson -> :cough:: Gretchen Hanson -> +Bridge+ This is Dr. Hanson, acknowledged. On my way. John Randall -> ::rolls his eyes at the announcement; knows he will have to go, despite the fact that nothing ever pertains to engineering in the meetings:: H.G. Reed -> :: Not paying attention to the idle chatter. :: You ought to see the doctor about your cough, Kal. Hunter Matheson -> ::double-take:: Um... yeah. Will do. Derrick Sabin -> ::relays a message to the on duty science crew down in the lab to monitor progress from there while he's in the meeting::: Hunter Matheson -> It's... uh... ::rubs his throat:: allergies. Hunter Matheson -> ::clears for effect:: John Randall -> ::steps out of the chief's office, and catches Davis' eye, who grins at him:: Dvokr chim Hok -> I will prepare the conference room :: gets to to attend to :: H.G. Reed -> :: Does not glance his way, preoccupied. :: Gretchen Hanson -> ::leaves SB and heads for the nearest TL::: Bridge. Hunter Matheson -> ::back to work:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: nods to Granger :: John Randall -> ::walks over to Davis:: Here we go again. Cassie Granger -> :returns the nod:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::heads to the conference room, giving command of the bridge to a random liuetenant:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ALl right guys. Cassie Granger -> ::follows:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::heads into the T, holding the doors for the bridge crew:: John Randall -> Davis> Hey, you might be surprised this time, ol' buddy. ::grins hugely:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> TL* Derrick Sabin -> ::joins the queue into the conference room:: Cassie Granger -> ::steps in:: John Randall -> That would be a first, Steve. All right, hold the fort until I get back. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: wipes down the table, gets the ice water ready, with a hint of lemon :: Hunter Matheson -> ::content to man helm, relaxing into it:: Hunter Matheson -> ::uh.. the chair, not the helm:: John Randall -> Davis> Aye, sir, I have the conn. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Checks the thermostat :: Gretchen Hanson -> ((yeah, buddy, watch those elbows on the control switches)) Hunter Matheson -> (Yes, ma'am.) Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Goes and calibrates the large display on the wall :: John Randall -> ::claps Davis on the shoulder, leaves engineering, and heads for the turbolift, waiting for the next available car:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::arrives at the Conference Room, takes a seat:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::steps off the TL as the doors swish open and goes to the CR:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::finds her favorite seat and lays claim to it:: John Randall -> ::the car arrives, and he steps in:: Deck 1. Cassie Granger -> ::finding a random place to sit:: Cassie Granger -> ::padd on the table for reference if needed:: John Randall -> ::the lift arrives; steps out, and goes down the corridor to the conference room:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods at the people filing in:: Hunter Matheson -> ::leans back, a little too nonchalantly, glancing at Reed:: So... saw you in the tea room on base. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Pours the water into the glasses :: John Randall -> ::enters the room, and takes his customary seat at the end of the table:: Derrick Sabin -> ::finds a chair towards the back where the more "junior" of the senior staff sit;: John Randall -> (the far end, that is) H.G. Reed -> :: Looks up from the chart she is studying. :: Yes, lovely white jasmine blend. Did you enjoy your cup? Hunter Matheson -> ::grin:: Yes. Yes, I did. Grabbed some cookies and... a few other things on the way out. :::pause::: Hunter Matheson -> Just... in case you're hungry. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Are we all here? Hello, everyone. Thanks for coming. Let's start the meeting. ::presses a button to dim the lights:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Nods to those getting seats :: Cassie Granger -> ::attention to the captain:: H.G. Reed -> :: Looks surprised. :: Thank you, that was not necessary, but very much appreciated. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Still standing inadvertently next to the Captain :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Take a seat, Mr. Hok. Dvokr chim Hok -> Oh... :: looks for a seat, hears a comm... goes to the side of the display :: Hunter Matheson -> ::looks pleased with himself:: Slipped some under your console. (w, hoping Random Lt doesn't hear) Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Looks :: Incoming comm Captain, for this display, Dvokr chim Hok -> Patch it through? H.G. Reed -> :: Slightly disconcerted at the thought of food on the bridge. :: Thank you. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Puts the message through, takes his seat :: Hunter Matheson -> (w) Welcome. H.G. Reed -> :: Quietly. :: Did you enjoy your leave? Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. Middleton> ::a middle-aged man appears on the screen, eyes glance around the seated personnel and settle on Ja'Lale:: Captain, are we ready to begin? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes.. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: The Starfleet insignia spins on the display :: Hunter Matheson -> ::shrug:: yeah, I guess as much as you can on 184. Nice base, but not a whole lot going on. Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Stupid wireless keyboard) John Randall -> ::folds his arms across his chest, trying to look attentive:: Hunter Matheson -> 'Course, Dong Loh's tea room is pretty good. Took Lt Sylvanis there. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm M> Good. For those who don't know me, my name is Middleton. I've asked the Captain for his permission to brief all of you on your next mission, because it's going to take a concerted effort on all your parts to accomplish. H.G. Reed -> :: Nods :: Was that your companion? I am afraid we have not been introduced. Hunter Matheson -> Oh.. uh.. yes. Sorry, I would have introduced you if I knew that. She's a vacuum jock... Hunter Matheson -> Uh.. I mean... a pilot. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Listening in:: Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> :::a side panel opens up with a star chart:: Your destination is the Bolarian system, specifically the planet Bolarus, the only class M planet in the system. Hunter Matheson -> Pretty good one, too, from what I hear. H.G. Reed -> :: Looks nonplussed. :: I see. It is of no consequence. We shall have another opportunity. Do you suppose our current mission will require the use of our fighter craft? Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> As you can see, it lies just about equidistant between the Sol system and the Romulan neutral zone. Hunter Matheson -> ::shrug:: Beats me. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> But that's not the main issue here, although it could certainly play a role. H.G. Reed -> :: Shrugs :: We shall find out soon enough. Hunter Matheson -> But here's the deal... ::eyes on helm while he talks to her:: to keep their certification they need a certain amount of fligth time per month... Hunter Matheson -> So... when she needs that for quals, I get to go. Back seat. Nav. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> Bolarus has rich deposits of dilithium, something your engineer will understand is vital for Star Fleet operations. Hunter Matheson -> So... I get to broaden my horizons from Swickie into a little fighter experience. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm M> And for which, Star Fleet is always on the look out for a new supply. H.G. Reed -> :: Nods, not in the least disturbed. :: That seems like quite the opportunity. Hunter Matheson -> ::nod:: Plus, they're.. uh.. really hot. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm M> This next part doesn't leave this room, everyone understand? ::looks around for signs of approval::: Hunter Matheson -> ::stops, looks over:: The fighters, I mean, not the.... H.G. Reed -> The fighters? They don't have environmental controls? Hunter Matheson -> ::cough:: Hunter Matheson -> Yeah. What I meant was that they are really cool to fly. Derrick Sabin -> ::finds himself nodding like a school boy:: Cassie Granger -> ::eyes tell it all:: John Randall -> ::simply stares at the screen:: H.G. Reed -> It sounds as if you will enjoy the experience. I wish you luck. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm M> A handful of years ago, the Federation found itself woefully short on dilithium, a definite security issue. So when Bolarus was discovered, it seemed the answer to our dilemma. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Great, ask the chatty comm officer to keep a secret :: Hunter Matheson -> ::grin:: Thanks. Been in a lit of craft, especially with SWCC training. Never in a fighter. H.G. Reed -> Broadening your horizons? Cassie Granger -> ::waiting for the other shoe to drop.. the proverbial "but"::: Hunter Matheson -> Yeah. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> Unfortunately, the political situation on Bolarus was less than ideal. Meaning, it was not a unified planet under one government. There were several independent regions, each with their own "national" government. Cassie Granger -> ::familiar with that:: H.G. Reed -> :: Nods :: When is your first flight? Hunter Matheson -> Dunno. Whenever she can fit it in, I guess. John Randall -> ::remembers the time travel mission from last year:: Gretchen Hanson -> Adm M> Though Bolarian history was marked with territorial wars in the past, currently the planet had sustained decades of relatively peaceful relations. Hunter Matheson -> Now that we're on mission, might be a while. H.G. Reed -> That is a sensible assumption. Hunter Matheson -> So.. what do you like to do besides shoot stuff? Hunter Matheson -> I mean... using the range. You know. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm M> ::takes a deep breath to continue:: So, when one of the governments, the Bimaal, achieved warp capability - though just barely - and applied to the Federation for membership, offering their dilithium as a trade commodity, the Federation reluctantly "overlooked" the non-unified nature of the planet and initiated First Contact. H.G. Reed -> :: Smiles. :: I enjoy a good book, upon occasion. Hunter Matheson -> Like... ? H.G. Reed -> Fiction from nineteenth century earth is very interesting. I als Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> That contact was made with the Bimaal exclusively. It went smoothly enough and a follow-up trade delegation was sent and sealed the deal: Membership to the Federation would be considered virtually a done deal after a trial period of trade. H.G. Reed -> o enjoy Andorian war novels. Hunter Matheson -> Andorian war novels? John Randall -> ::thinks to himself: enter the Romulans:: H.G. Reed -> Why yes. Particularly those pertaining to their centuries long conflict with Vulcan. Hunter Matheson -> Wow. Those are pretty complex. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm M> A couple of years went by under this arrangement with no problems. Then, growing political/ethnic/religious - you pick one - differences caused the break up of some the national regions, particularly to the largest region, the Bimaal. H.G. Reed -> It was an interesting conflict. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm M> This realignment gave a bordering region, the Amaal, independence and unintentionally, control of a substantial deposit of dilithium. Hunter Matheson -> I guess that's a good way to put it. H.G. Reed -> Not that I have much time to indulge in my reading. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> The Amaal were not warp capable, but asked the Federation for a trade deal and assistance. Star Fleet reasoned that since we were already a presence on the planet, dealing with the Amaalians would technically be breaking the Prime Directive, so they dealt with the Amaalians for their dilithium. Hunter Matheson -> Yeah. Guess it's kind of hard to read a novel when there's not much off time. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> This set up lasted a couple of years, but now Bimaal is trying to reassert itself into the regions. A war seems possible and certainly a disruption of the dilithium trade. H.G. Reed -> :: Nods. :: do you enjoy any pastimes? Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> Your job, is to mediate between the parties. Questions? Hunter Matheson -> ::nod:: A few. Cassie Granger -> Admiral, have we eyes on the ground? Do we know the major players? H.G. Reed -> Such as? Hunter Matheson -> Well... gotta love my weapons. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> We have had diplomatic contact with the both governments of Bimaal and Amaal, so yes, we're fairly certain we have accurate intel. Cassie Granger -> Operatives? Gretchen Hanson -> Adm M> Ours or theirs? H.G. Reed -> :: Smiles slightly. :: Anything aside from weapons? Cassie Granger -> Either, Sir. Hunter Matheson -> And Captain Granger's got us moving quite a bit down stairs, but I guess that's not a pastime, right? Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> The Federation has one ambassador that shuttles between the two capitals, though travel is getting difficult now. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: raises hand :: Cassie Granger -> Thank you, Admiral. Cassie Granger -> ::makes a note to check the operatives in the area:: Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> :::nods at Hok:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Are the lines of communication between the capitals stable? H.G. Reed -> That depends on your perspective. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. M> Depends on your definition of stable. Physically, yes. But neither side is talking to each other very much. Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK.. TBS = None We shall continue on our meeting next week Cassie Granger -> How much leeway do we have as far as plot invention? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Not my plot, want to answer that one Dr Hanson? Gretchen Hanson -> actually, a lot. Cassie Granger -> And how realistic do you want it? Gretchen Hanson -> You've got the basic premise, a few more questions for the Admiral to answer next week, then it's up to everyone to figure out what to do. Gretchen Hanson -> Anything is on the table, Cass. Cassie Granger -> Thank you. Cptn Ja'Lale -> If there is nothing else, good night folks. We'll see you next week!

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Last week, the Challenger completed its mission at Starbase 184 and is undergoing resupply and upgrades. The crew have been given liberty on the station until it is completed in a few hours Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS was 18 hours. Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cassie Granger -> ::buried in reports:: John Randall -> ::on board the ship, having returned from lunch with the doctor, slept for 11 hours; now dressed in civvies, is watching the third game of the Centauran World Series, sent to him by his brother via a cube:: Hunter Matheson -> ::wandering the station with his buddies, looking for trouble most likely:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::in her quarters sorting the new shoe purchases:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Drinking a hot beverage at a station lounge :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::enjoying some rare time off, drinking a drink in his quarters having just spent most of the day in the station:: John Randall -> ::the computer terminal beeps, and gets up to answer it, pausing the game:: Derrick Sabin -> ::back on the bridge after his tour of the Starbase::: H.G. Reed -> :: Enjoying a cup of tea at a small cafe on the station. :: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Has another PADD at his side, taking any calls on the bridge of the Challenger and routing them to him :: John Randall -> ::is informed by the communications officer that a private call is waiting for him; has it piped down to his cabin:: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Is on station herself, in actual civilian clothes for a change and not her usual shorts and tee shirt.:: John Randall -> ::Is surprised to see his mother's face appear on the screen:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Reading something from Morrison, for him oddly enough. Some background regarding communications between departments, governments...tiny tidbits :: John Randall -> Denise Randall> Johnny! It's great to see you, son. How are you doing? Hunter Matheson -> ::having a drink with his bro, spots trouble and ducks out just before the brawl breaks out:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: His padd beeps and Hok jumps out of his couch :: +Ja'Lale+ Captain, you have an incoming message from the starbase. H.G. Reed -> :: Sips her tea quietly, watching the pedestrian traffic. :: Cassie Granger -> ::sign, sign, sign...check... sign::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Lounging in his couch, and puts down the holo-novel he was reading:: +Hok+ THank you Lt. Patch it through. Dvokr chim Hok -> +Ja'lale+ I'm on the starbase, shall I rout it to.. right. Patching the message to your location. Hunter Matheson -> ::dodges flying bodies while standing outside the bar:: John Randall -> ::smiles fondly:: Hi, Mom. I'm doing great. You look good. How is everyone? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Steps up behind Kal.:: Looks nasty in there. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. Middleton> +Ja'Lale+ Good morning Captain. I trust your ship and crew are fully refurbished? Hunter Matheson -> ::sharp turn:: Yes, ma'am. They're... not a good mix, grunts and squids. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::sits up n his seat:: Yes, I'd say so. The Challenger's resupply is almst complete as well. Hunter Matheson -> ::blush:: No offense, ma'am. H.G. Reed -> :: Hears a commotion at another establishment down the passage and cocks her head curiously, peering at the pub and wondering what is happening. :: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Finding himself routing other calls.. perhaps it's time to take his drink onboard :: Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. Middleton> Excellent. How soon can you be ready to depart? John Randall -> Denise> Everyone is good here, son. John, you sent me a message about four days ago. You stated you had fulfilled a lifelong ambition. What did you do, honey? Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Middleton+ We can be ready to depart in four hours. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Smirks as she folded her arms.:: Who started it this time? John Randall -> ::fills his mother in on the covert mission, and admonishes her not to tell anyone else:: Hunter Matheson -> This time, ma'am? ::mock hurt:: Well... you know they always start it. We're the ones who finish. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. Middleton> +Ja'Lale+ Good. I have a sticky one for you on your next mission. how's your diplomatic skills these days? Hunter Matheson -> We don't start fights... Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Middleton+ A little rusty, but I can still hold my own. Derrick Sabin -> ::checking the latest updates to the science station computer programs:: Hunter Matheson -> ::dodges another body, stepping farther out into the promenade:: Cassie Granger -> ::stands to crack her back before moving out into Marine central::: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Steps away from the door.:: Oh my... Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Moments pass and Hok transverses to Challenger :: John Randall -> Denise> ::frowning, then sighs:: Well, I'm glad it's over too, son. Maybe now you can put all of it behind you, and move on with your career. I'm proud of you, honey. Hunter Matheson -> Uh.. yeah. Think we better move... Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. Middleton> +Ja'Lale+ Well we're going to put that to the test, Captain. You're on your way to the Bolarian system to sort out a trade problem. Hunter Matheson -> ::gestures:: Tea place just down the way. That suit you? Hunter Matheson -> ::smirk:: Don't think they brawl there. H.G. Reed -> :: Goes back to watching the passers by. :: Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: Yeah, and I'd rather avoid what happened last shoreleave. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::rubs chin:: Mmm. Interesting. Hunter Matheson -> ::smirk disappears:: Uh.. yeah.. about that... Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Goes to a wall console to see where Granger had gotten to :: Hunter Matheson -> ::leads the way to the tea room:: John Randall -> ::smiles:: Thanks, Mom. I know you were tired of it, but I made a promise to myself I would not rest until I avenged Dad. Now, I can move on. It's great to talk to you, I miss all of you. I'll try to get to Centaurus the next time we're close to Alpha Centauri. Cassie Granger -> ::Marine deck, getting ready for a spar::: Cassie Granger -> ::tee and shorts::on the mat with a bulked up Cpl... too bulked up, actually:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Marine deck :: Hok said to himself. He'd never been there since they got most of the deck. He made his way there :: Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. Middleton> +Ja'Lale+ I'll send you more info after you're on your way. There's a bit of consternation coming up from StarFleet HQ about this, but I'd rather not discuss it on an open channel. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Walks with Kal to the tearoom.:: H.G. Reed -> :: A Vulcan leading several small children momentarily catches her attention. :: Hunter Matheson -> ::holds the entry open for her:: John Randall -> Denise> Don't you worry about that, son. I know you'll come when you can. I have to go now, Johnny, my time is almost up. I love you, my darling. You take care and be safe. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Smiles softly as she enters.:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Middleton+ I see, from what I understand, the situation is sticky over there. Cassie Granger -> ::slow circle, waiting for him to attack, seeing that he's anxious to take down the CO:: H.G. Reed -> :: One of the children begins to cry, the caretaker picks her up and carries her along. :: Hunter Matheson -> Uh... table over there... ::cranes his neck:: And I see Lt Reed. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. Middleton> +Ja'Lale+ Let's just say that the commodity in question is absolutely vital for the Federation. We must keep the trade agreement open. H.G. Reed -> :: Engrossed in the tableaux. :: John Randall -> ::smiles:: I love you, too, Mom. Give my best to everyone, and tell them I'll be there as soon as I get a chance. ::closes the channel, and sits back in his chair, a little sad:: Hunter Matheson -> ::breaks the crowd to lead Sylvanis to the table, then pulls out a chair for her:: Cassie Granger -> ::relaxed, still waiting for his attack, ignoring the instructor who stands nearby:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods:: +MIddleton+ Of course, and we'll do everything in our power to ensure it stays open. I look forward to reading more about the situation there later on. H.G. Reed -> :: Notices Hunter and smiles at him. :: Cassie Granger -> ::she steps easily aside when he dives for her::: Hunter Matheson -> ::polite nod to Reed:: Ma'am. John Randall -> ::gets up from the chair, and decides a workout is in order; changes into exercise clothes, and leaves his cabin, heading for the turbolift:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Thanks. ::Takes a seat.:: Wow this place is a little more fancy than what I expected. Probably doesn't get very many Marines here. Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. Middleton> +Ja'Lale+ Actually, with your permission Captain, I think I'd like to address both you and your senior officers at your next briefing. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Enters the Marine deck...decidedly not a marine :: Hunter Matheson -> ::back to Sylvanis:: Been here a few times...::takes his seat:: not too many Marines, no. H.G. Reed -> Hunter. :: Smiles again. :: John Randall -> ::steps into the car:: Rec Deck. ::the lift whisks him away:: Cassie Granger -> ::circles again as her opponent gets to his feet:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> +Middleton+ Of course, Admiral. We'll be ready whenever you are. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Looks over at the girl Kal greeted.:: Oh I know her. Um....actually I don't think I've actually been introduced though. Navigator though, right? Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Finds Granger, but she's busy, just watches from a distance :: John Randall -> ::the lift arrives, and he steps out; goes down the corridor to the recreation room, and goes in:: Hunter Matheson -> ::waving a server over:: Yes, ma'am. Navigator. You... have any special kind of tea you like? Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. Middleton> +Ja'Lale+ Good. Send me a signal once you leave the base and pull everyone together. I understand that some of your latest missions have had, shall we say, some details kept from you. None of that here. As I said, it's going to be difficult enough as it is. Everyone needs to be on the same page. Cassie Granger -> ::eyes focused, still circling, finally speaks:: Relax, Corporal. Move slowly. Watch your opponent. John Randall -> ::walks over to a hanging bag, and decides to work on his kickboxing skills; throws a few punches, a H.G. Reed -> :: Takes another sip of tea and goes back to people watching, preoccupied. :: Cassie Granger -> Wait for me to come, then counter. John Randall -> ::then unleashes a few kicks:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::smiles:: +Middleton+ That would be a welcome change, Admiral. I will let you know once we depart. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Thinks a moment.:: I'll keep it simple. Green tea with a bit of honey. Cassie Granger -> ::but he dives again, she steps forward and takes him in a wrist lock::: Gretchen Hanson -> Adm. Middleton> +Ja'Lale+ Excellent. Middleton out. :::cuts transmission::: Hunter Matheson -> Roger that, ma'am. ::server:: Green tea, honey on the side. I'll have the same. John Randall -> ::as he progresses through his workout, his memory of the fight with the Klingon Krenn creeps in, and, unaware of it, begins to attack the bag viciously:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods and rubs chin:: Well, that didn't take long. Derrick Sabin -> ::not terribly happy with update 8.1::: Derrick Sabin -> ::making the best of it though::: Gretchen Hanson -> ::wonders if Engineering can modify a bulkhead to create more closet space:: Cassie Granger -> ::kid can't move, the lock getting more painful as he struggles:: Relax. John Randall -> ::unleashes a spinning roundhouse kick that actually knocks the bag loose from its holder, and the bag flies against the wall:: H.G. Reed -> :: Strikes up a conversation with the server who is refreshing her cup. :: Is there a nursery on this station? Hunter Matheson -> So... get any flight time in? Derrick Sabin -> ::tests an IM link down to the Sci Lab:: H.G. Reed -> Server > Yes miss. This station has facilities to house families. Cassie Granger -> ::she lets him go, he bounces up to tackle her, Cass ducks, rolls, and knocks his feet out from under him, then pins him to the mat:: Cassie Granger -> ::instructor calls off the spar:: John Randall -> ::suddenly realizes a small crowd had gathered to watch him, among them his friend Lieutenant (j.g.) Jeff Michaels, who is grinning at him:: Hunter Matheson -> ::the server comes with their tea:: H.G. Reed -> :: Nods. :: Interesting. I am assuming the families are those of the officers assigned here? Perhaps the pilot program I have heard of? Cassie Granger -> ::turns to grab a towel and notices Hok:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::picks up his glass of coffee and looks at the chrono:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Claps for Granger :: Gretchen Hanson -> ::checks the time, nearly due for her shift to begin:: John Randall -> Michaels> Glad I wasn't on the other end of that, John; you all right? Cassie Granger -> ::wrapping the towel around her neck, she saunters toward him, shaking her head:: Mr. Hok. Dyan Sylvanis -> Mostly simulator action. ::Smirks.:: But later on this evening Shadow is scheduled for some flight time while Challenger is still docked. ::Carefully takes her tea.:: H.G. Reed -> Server > Yes. My wife works on the engineering crew. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::sets the holo-book mark and heads back up to the bridge with his coffee:: Dvokr chim Hok -> A most excellent demonstration Granger. Dvokr chim Hok -> Remind me not to challenge you any time...at all. Hunter Matheson -> I.. uh.. don't suppose you have tandem in those things? ::fiddles with his cup for a bit:: H.G. Reed -> :: Looks curious. :: How long have you been here? H.G. Reed -> Server > Almost a year. Would you like anything else, miss? Derrick Sabin -> ::sees the Captain entering the bridge and sits up a little straighter::: John Randall -> ::grins back:: Yeah, I'm fine. ::walks over to the bench and grabs a towel, wiping himself down:: You getting in some workout time? Cassie Granger -> ::snort::takes him aside:: Corporal's too bulked up, needs some paring down and agility training. That's what the instructor's working on right now. ::wipes her face:: H.G. Reed -> Might you have currant scones? Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: Of course. Most of our fighters come equipped to accommodate a navigator. John Randall -> Michaels> ::shrugs:: Yeah, actually got a little bored on the base, so thought I'd work off some tension. Dvokr chim Hok -> He could knock me around though. Hunter Matheson -> So... ::face lights up:: think I could.. you know.... ::hopeful::: Dvokr chim Hok -> Heck, the cook could knock me over with little thought. Cptn Ja'Lale -> We have new orders, and will need to depart ASAP. Comm, please recall the crew back to the ship, within the next 15 minutes. H.G. Reed -> Waiter > Fresh from the oven. I'll be right back with them. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Looks at the dude at Communications:: Cassie Granger -> ::chuckle:: I doubt that. Dvokr chim Hok -> Quite a different feeling on this deck... even just walking around. John Randall -> ::nods:: Nothing wrong with that, my friend. Got a call from my mom a little bit ago. Cassie Granger -> ::water from the fountain:: Different smell, too. ::grin:: Anyway, how can I help you? John Randall -> Michaels> Oh, yeah? How is she? Dvokr chim Hok -> I got a message from our.. or your friend. Cassie Granger -> ::towel around her neck, hands pulling it tight against her neck:: Dyan Sylvanis -> Hmm? ::Sipping her tea, oblivious for a moment.:: Oh! You want to go for a ride? Sure, I think we could manage that. Cassie Granger -> Really... Dvokr chim Hok -> Seems he's playing a waiting game on Coridan, wrote at length about his knowledge of communications. John Randall -> She's doing good, thanks. Filled me in on what's going on with the family, and all that. Is Steve in engineering? Gretchen Hanson -> ::hears the imminent departure announcement and knows she'll be having customers arrive at Sick Bay after 18 hours on the base;:: H.G. Reed -> :: Glances over at Hunter and sees him deep in conversation Decides not to interrupt. :: Hunter Matheson -> ::blows out a breath:: You know how I am with craft, ma'am. Anything and everything I can get my hands on. Dvokr chim Hok -> I guess he feels he needs to gain the trust of those around him before he gets more friendly. John Randall -> Michaels> ::checks a chronometer:: Yeah, actually he's set to come off duty in about 15 minutes. Hunter Matheson -> I mean... fighter craft, SW craft, that kind of thing... not... crafty... ::blush:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::sighs at the mess of her shoes on the floor. Basically kicks them inside the closet and heads out for Sick Bay.::: Hunter Matheson -> ::tea suddenly becomes important:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Hands Granger a padd :: I did not read, nor can I. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Comm Dude> +Challenger Crew+ Be advised, crews are to report back to CHallenger in the next 15 minutes. Cassie Granger -> ::takes the padd, studying Hok a bit before accessing it:: John Randall -> ::nods:: Ok, I'll grab a shower, and go relieve him. See you later. Dyan Sylvanis -> I know what you meant. ::Grins as she too takes a sip.:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Hears the comm from his counterpart:: Cassie Granger -> ::then hears the comm:: Hunter Matheson -> ::expletive:: Looks like we're up. ::server:: Hey.. can we get this to go? Hunter Matheson -> ::and a pair of to-go cups are set down:: John Randall -> ::Michaels and Randall hear the comm, and grin at each other; waves at Michaels, and heads for the lift:: Deck 3. Gretchen Hanson -> :::enters SB and takes a quick report from the previous shift staff::: H.G. Reed -> :: Takes her scones to go. Leaves the waiter a nice tip. :: Cassie Granger -> :::pages quickly through the data, erases it, then hands it back:: Thank you, Mr. Hok. Looks like you're on. Derrick Sabin -> ::makes an IM call down to the lab to make sure everyone is either back from the station or acknowledging "on their way" :::: John Randall -> ::the lift arrives; exits the car, and goes down the corridor to his cabin; goes in, strips off his clothes, and heads for the shower:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Thanks, surely your message was decently long.. or are you a speed reader? Hunter Matheson -> ::digs in his pocket, leaves a good deal on the table and takes their cups to lead her out:: Cassie Granger -> ::slight grin:: You get to read things really quickly in this line of work. Sometimes you only have a few seconds. H.G. Reed -> :: Quickly heads down the promenade towards the docking ring. :: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: takes the PADD :: Dvokr chim Hok -> I'll regale my message another time soon. John Randall -> ::finishes his shower, towels off, and heads to the bedroom; puts on a uniform, and heads back to the lift, stepping in:: Deck 12. Derrick Sabin -> :::receives the reply that all are present and accounted for:: Cassie Granger -> As soon as possible. If we're leaving that soon, I expect it's not routine. Cassie Granger -> From what I saw, Coridan can wait. ::nod:: See you on the bridge. Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Heads out with Kal, noticing Reed was on her way out too.:: John Randall -> ::the lift arrives, and he steps out; goes down the corridor to engineering, and goes in; heading for the main console, spots Steve Davis:: Hunter Matheson -> ::grabs some scones and fresh cookies on his way out, paying in record time::: Hunter Matheson -> ::Dyan:: Here you go, ma'am. You'll like these too. Gretchen Hanson -> ::the expected trickle of patients begins to arrive, those who tried to squeeze in just a little too much at the station:: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Nods :: See you there.. :: leaves :: Hunter Matheson -> ::gentle hand on her back, moving her though the crowd::: John Randall -> Lieutenant Davis, you are relieved. ::grins at him:: Good job here, my friend, now get out of here, and go relax. That's an order. Hunter Matheson -> ::paving the way:: H.G. Reed -> :: Moves along quickly, trying not to get lost in the crowd, muttering about being vertically challenged under her breath. :: Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> Great job. Next week, we will be ready to depart and head to our next destination. Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS I guess will be a few hours? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Will we all be available for next week? Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK. Tentatively, we'll go ahead as usual. Cptn Ja'Lale -> If there is nothing else, sim dismissed. Have a great week folks.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK.. looks like we're good to go. Cass and Heather probably won't show up due to RL concerns, but we'll begin. TBS was 6 hours and we received orders to depart after we wrap everything up on the surface. Questions? Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM Dvokr chim Hok -> :: In the comm chair :: John Randall -> ::in engineering, supervising the crew in Freeman's absence:: Derrick Sabin -> ::on the bridge at the science station, nearing the end of his shift:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: We have just received the orders to depart (as in log). Cptn Ja'Lale -> Is everybody back yet? Gretchen Hanson -> ::comes into sick bay, just beginning her shift:: John Randall -> ::reviewing reports and requisitions:: Derrick Sabin -> ::to the captain:: I believe the entire team beamed up, sir. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods at Sabin:: Great. ::looks to the helm officer:: Set our course back to Federation space. Dvokr chim Hok -> There is one team remaining Captain. Gretchen Hanson -> ::things are slow right now in SB, so she opens a private message from her father::: Derrick Sabin -> ::turns to Hok,not aware of anyone else that was down on the surface: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Which team? Dvokr chim Hok -> Team Gamma. John Randall -> Davis> +Randall+ Davis to Randall. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Team Gamma? The security folks? John Randall -> +Davis+ Go ahead, Lieutenant. Dvokr chim Hok -> They are confirming the sensor devices we placed so the radiation could be monitored. Cptn Ja'Lale -> OK.. when will they come back? Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Gets an incoming comm on his console :: Right about now Captain. Gretchen Hanson -> ::in the letter, her father is commiserating about the outcome of a First Contact mission he was on several years ago::: John Randall -> Davis> +Randall+ Warp engines are recalibrated and online, sir. Also, impulse engines are nominal, and the flow is green across the board. John Randall -> Helm Officer> ::turns to the captain:: Course plotted and laid in, sir. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Great.. let's wait for the Gamma team to beam up. Gosh, I thought they came back. ::Hok:: Tell them to hurry it up. John Randall -> Helm Officer> Aye, sir. ::turns back to helm station:: John Randall -> +Davis+ Acknowledged, Lieutenant. Tell your team job well done. Randall out. Dvokr chim Hok -> Gamma team is onboard Captain. We are good to go. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Thank you, Mr Hok. Inform our Klingon escorts we're ready to to depart. ::looks to Helm:: Take us our, mister. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: nods and contacts them :: John Randall -> Helm Officer> Aye, sir. ::fingers fly across the panel:: Derrick Sabin -> ::glad to be leaving Klingon space:: John Randall -> ::hears the impulse engines whine, and knows they are under way:: Gretchen Hanson -> :::puzzled as to why he is writing to her about this:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: As a possible token of goodwill, the Klingons allow the fleet to exit through the shorter route passing through their system. John Randall -> Helm Officer> ::a few minutes later:: We are approaching the Neutral Zone, Captain; ETA for Federation space is 15 minutes, present speed. Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: This quicker route takes them past much of their planets, as well as what remains of Praxis -- mostly just chunks of rock and space dust. Derrick Sabin -> ::notices the different flight path from the inbound one::: Captain, since we're traversing a different route out, do you want any additional scans of the area? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Thanks ::nods to Helm:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Sure, why not. I doubt the Klingons will mind.. Derrick Sabin -> I'll make them passive so as not to draw too much attention to our....curiosity. John Randall -> ::receives report from Davis on the warp engines, which are running smoothly:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Please do. Derrick Sabin -> ::nods and sets the controls;:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::looks at the debris:: Hard to believe that was a moon once. Gretchen Hanson -> ::closes the letter to re-read at a later time:: Dvokr chim Hok -> Communication out from this region is still problematic. John Randall -> ::sends an e-mail to the doctor asking if she might be free for lunch later:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::just about to leave her office when a message notification catches her attention::: John Randall -> ::receives a report from Michaels on the status of the EPA conduits:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::smiles at John's invitation, and replies that she's always hungy, so pick a time and place and she'll be there: Gretchen Hanson -> *hungry John Randall -> (that should be EPS conduits, sorry) John Randall -> (EPA, lol) Derrick Sabin -> ::noting that there's not much to scan as they approach the NZ:::: John Randall -> ::sees Gretchen's reply; reads it, smiles, and sends another e-mail; 1300 hours? Derrick Sabin -> Scans complete, Captain. Not much this close to the border. One thng the Klingons do well is pick up their trash in this area. Gretchen Hanson -> ::replies, 1300 it is. Forward lounge?::: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yeah, definitely. Derrick Sabin -> I guess it's bad for the tourist trade if the place looks like a pig stye right off the bat. John Randall -> ::receives the doctor's reply; reads it, and answers; that would be fine.:: John Randall -> Helm Officer> Now entering the Neutral Zone, Captain. Derrick Sabin -> ::switches off the scans at the helm officer's announcement: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Thanks. Jump to Warp 7 once we're in Federation space. Set a course back to Starbase 184. John Randall -> Helm Officer> Starbase 184 at warp 7; aye, sir. ::fingers dance across the board:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> We'll need to off-load our excess equipment and supplies. Otherwise, you guys can enjoy a few hours' free time. Mr Hok, inform the crew of the same. Derrick Sabin -> ::jumps for joy inside, thinks a few hours in a sonic shower should just about wash off klingon dust::: Gretchen Hanson -> ::rounds only take a few minutes as the SB is mostly empty today:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION : Crew is informed of their liberty on SB 184, and through the magic of television, the Challenger is now arriving and preparing to dock. Gretchen Hanson -> ::spent the "magic time" re-arranging her closet to make room for another influx of new shoes;;: Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Communicating with the station :: John Randall -> ::watches the crew as they prepare for the docking procedures:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Sb 184> +Challenger+ Cleared to dock, Challenger. ::sends in docking info:: Derrick Sabin -> :::Has since retreated from the bridge to his quarters in preparation for shore leave:: John Randall -> Helm Officer> ::receives info at the station, and maneuvers the ship into position for docking:: John Randall -> Helm Officer> Challenger now ready for docking procedure, sir. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Commence docking, please. John Randall -> Helm Officer> Aye, sir. ::fingers play across the panel:: John Randall -> ::punches the comm button at his station:: +Hanson+ Randall to Hanson, come in, please. Gretchen Hanson -> +Randall+ Hanson here, Mr. Randall. John Randall -> +Hanson+ Hello, Doctor. Since we're about to dock, were you planning on going aboard the base? If so, we could grab a bite at the deli, unless you have other plans. Derrick Sabin -> ::cuts his shower much shorter than "hours", not wanting to run afoul of regulations:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Challenger seamlessly docks into place; soon enough teams board the ship to take out/take in cargo and stuff. Gretchen Hanson -> +Randall+ Absolutely I'm going ashore. The deli sounds perfect. See you there. John Randall -> +Hanson+ Acknowledged, Doctor. I may be a little late, I have to give the starbase engineering team their assignments, so feel free to start without me. Gretchen Hanson -> +Randall+ No problem. It'll give me a head start on my shopping. Cptn Ja'Lale -> All right, power her down and enjoy some time off on the station. Get yourselves cleaned up after our stay on Kronos. Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Linking with the station :: John Randall -> +Hanson+ ::laughs:: I see. Have a good time, Doctor. Randall out. John Randall -> Helm Officer> Powering down, sir. Gretchen Hanson -> ::gathers herself together, wanting to be one of the first across the docking tube. Figures she can hit at least two or three shoe stores before meeting John:: John Randall -> ::turns to the crew, hits the dept. mic:: This is Randall. Shore leave has been authorized by the captain. Be back by 0700 ship's morning. Randall out. Derrick Sabin -> ::checks in at the Sci Lab to make sure coverage is set before everyone disappears onto the base:: John Randall -> ::the starbase engineering crew comes in, and Randall shows them their jobs, turns over control to Davis, and exits engineering, heading for the turbolift, stepping in:: Deck 3. Cptn Ja'Lale -> Great.. go ahead and get some R&R on the station ::he says as the skeleton crew takes over:: I'm gonna browse around there as well, see what I can find. John Randall -> ::the lift arrives, and he exits, going down the corridor to his cabin; strips off his uniform, and heads to the shower:: Gretchen Hanson -> ::hits the first store with the take no prisoners attitude of a Wal-mart black friday shopper:: John Randall -> ::finishes his shower five minutes later; steps out, towels off, and puts on a new uniform; exits his cabin, and heads for the airlock:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM Cptn Ja'Lale -> Great job, everyone! Gretchen Hanson -> paused, with foot half inserted into a fine pair of evening pumps:: Cptn Ja'Lale -> Feel free to log your adventures on the station, we'll begin next week with a new plot. Not sure what the TBS will be Cptn Ja'Lale -> If there is no other questions, sim dismissed. Have a great week, everyone. John Randall -> How about 18 hours, sir? Cptn Ja'Lale -> Sure, I suppose so. John Randall -> should give everyone time to get into trouble, lol Cptn Ja'Lale -> 18 hours it is Cptn Ja'Lale -> Good night folks. See you next week