Cmdr JFarrington

MISSION BRIEFING: The Galaxy-class starship VICTORY is in orbit above the ringed Prime Directive world, Tostev III. The ship is there to extract several cultural observers due to a heightened sense of conflict on the planet. We have already entered orbit, hidden among the ring particles. Game Master (GM) - STSF Sorehl Game Master (GM) - Cmdr JFarrington Mission Commanding Officer (MCO) - STSF Sorehl Mission Executive Officer (MXO) - Eva Jaz Helm/ Operations Officer (HOPS) - Revon Tactical Officer (TAC) - Rosetto Chief Security Officer (CSEC) - Robert Long Assistant Security Officer (ASEC) - TMir Chief Science Officer (CSCI) - Cmdr JFarrington Chief Medical Officer (CMO) - TKAR 100907.txt

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #625, STARDATE 51009.06 =/\= The Manticore is in Federation space, following the battle at the Arcturan shipyard, but is remaining cloaked and on subspace radio silence. We have verified Manticore ship and crew remains from another battle in enemy territory. It is looking more and more likely that we have slipped into an alternate universe that is almost identical to our own. Science is trying to verify this theory and provide us with the point at which we crossed over. Hilee -> ::At station at the bridge engineering station...still...::. Keb -> ::at helm, a little ways away from Hilee:: Turris Morran -> ::in the lab:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::is at Tactical, seemingly his new duty post:: Eva Jaz -> :: guess where ? In sickbay:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::in sickbay:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::in their quarters, dressing for her shift:: McFly -> ::once again in main security going over logs trying to do his part in figuring out where everything went wrong:: kyle_mele -> ::has, by now, moved Precip to a surgical suite and is attempting to stem the flow of blood, at the moment:: Asteria Jaxa -> ::Exiting the TL on way to lab with hot cup of cofee:: Sovak -> ::still at the scinece station on the bridge, going over logs:: Vilanne -> ::in sickbay, wanting to assist Mele, loitering just outside the surgical suite:: Hilee -> <<that would prompt a full movment down to the LAB>> Ian_Syndrx -> ::in the science lab, after a long day of sensor log searching:: a-HA! I'VE GOT IT! MC_Escher -> ::has reems of data on the destroyed Manticore hovering in 3D display around him, as drags it around and repositions trying to find some new piece of evidence:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::in CC:: MC_Escher -> ::Escher blinks and swipes away the image:: What is it, Syndrx? Admiral Atragon-9 -> +SCI+ Science, this is A9, come in Turris Morran -> ::just stares at Syndrx:: LtCmdr Roget -> ::sitting in the CMOs office, her legs tucked up underneath her:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::checks everything, finding it passable, exits::: T'Prise -> :: Heading towards the main science lab. :: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::smoothing her uniform as she enters the lift:: Sick bay. Asteria Jaxa -> ::enters the science lab just in time to hear the conversation going on:: Ian_Syndrx -> ::waves Escher to come look at his screen:: Just before we arrived at Maturin station we passed thorugh a dust storm. I'm pretty sure that's where we made the shift. Kansas Kenickie -> ::Enters security office, opens her locker:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> <<btw, the Bridge doesn't know about Precip - in case someoen wants to report to us>> Vilanne -> ::boldly preps and enters the surgical suite:: I just wanna help Boss... what can I do? Cmdr JFarrington -> ::steps out when the lift stops and follows her nose:::: Cmdr JFarrington -> <I'm getting there> MC_Escher -> ::leans down to examine the screen:: ...whoa. Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::wonders why no one in Science has answered his call:: kyle_mele -> I just about have the bleeding stopped, get a scan on his brain and see if there's any damage. Eva Jaz -> :: finishes a patient report and a cold coffee :: LtCmdr Roget -> ::someone has pressed a coffee cup into her icy cold hands, but she is uawares:: Kansas Kenickie -> ::grabs her weapon and takes a seat:: MC_Escher -> ::distracted:: +A9+ This is science, go ahead T'Prise -> :: Enters the main science lab, noticing Escher and Syndrx hunched over a console. :: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::steps into medical, looking for the coffeepot, notices Margaux in the office::: kyle_mele -> We need to stabilize his heart rate and blood pressure. Ian_Syndrx -> ::types a bit and brings up a detailed scan of the cloud:: For some reason, the matter in this storm has a fluctuating quantum signature, when it interacted with our shields it pushed us out of our universe and into this one. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::watching Vil walk into the surgical suite; is not entirely sure of Precip's condition or what happened; eyes Farrington as she comes in:: Erei'riov. ::nod:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> +ESCHER+ Chief, any word on the sensor log analysis you were going to run? Kansas Kenickie -> ::Glances at McFly::: something on your mind boss? T'Prise -> :: Joins Escher and Syndrx. :: Have you discovered anything? Asteria Jaxa -> ::is curious what everyone is looking at and sets her coffee down for a better chance of trying to see over Morris's shoudler:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::grabs a cup, then detours, sticking her head throught the door:: Margaux..::expression changes:: ...what happened? Kansas Kenickie -> ::Starts cleaning her weapon:: Eva Jaz -> ::turns around hearing someone , nods at Jami as well :: Vilanne -> :;reads through his vitals:: Do we know what happened? No one's told us. Ian_Syndrx -> ::nods to T'prise:: Yes, take a look at this scan. McFly -> ::looks up from the logs:: just trying to figure all this out... and don't call me boss Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::shrugs faintly as Jami turns away and into the office:: LtCmdr Roget -> ::looks up blankly at Jami:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Eva:: Doctor. ::still looking at Margaux, concerned::: What's going on? MC_Escher -> +A9+ It seems we've found something. I'll let you know once we've confirmed the data. Escher out. ::to T'Prise:: Ian's done it again. Or, for the first time. Or something. Kansas Kenickie -> ::takes weapon apart:: which part are you thinking about? Turris Morran -> ::turns and sees Jaxa's shape behind him, nearly jumping out of his skin:: Well, hello there. Cmdr JFarrington -> :then a quick glance outside, noting the increase in activity::: kyle_mele -> Unsure. Roget witnessed it, but I haven't talked to her about it; we need to get him stable first. Admiral Atragon-9 -> +ESCHER+ ::opens his mouth to speak and then just closes it again, as the line goes dead:: Hmmmm Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Eva:: Doctor Jaz - report. Vilanne -> Ok.. ::presses a hypo to his shoulder, to help stablize some of his vitals:: I don't see any bleeding... anything internal? kyle_mele -> Anything on those scanes yet? How do his brainwaves look? Asteria Jaxa -> ::Morran:: Sorry didn't mean to sneak up on you LtCdrFaldek -> ::stifles a small laugh at Escher cutting off the Admiral, a very very small chuckle:: McFly -> well, everyone was trying to pinpoint the moment we got here so I thought I'd dig through the tactical logs for anything supplemental... i'm begining to think I should just leave it to the squints T'Prise -> :: Studies the data for a moment. :: These fluctuations were the cause of our transition into this universe? kyle_mele -> ::headshake:: Nothing internal. Appears to be a head wound only. Keb -> ::still flying true:: Eva Jaz -> Jami> Comander Precip was rushed into surgery .. Dr Mele is in there with him ... Vilanne is assisting Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::glances from Eva to Jami silently:: Vilanne -> ::attaches neural equipment and begins running scans:: Cmdr JFarrington -> Commander.... ::trails off, putting down her coffee:: Ian_Syndrx -> Partly, something about our shield energy allowed the matter to shift us out of our universe kyle_mele -> Bleeding has stopped, heartrate still faint. Hilee -> ::Concentrating on the ships systems:: Eva Jaz -> Jami> Not really sure of what happened .. Lt Cdr Roget was with him :: eyes Roget sitting in Mele's office Kansas Kenickie -> Sounds like a good idea, they have the head for it LtCmdr Roget -> ::trying figure out what happened, replaying the converstaion in her mind:: Vilanne -> There is some synaptic activity, not enough for him to be conscious yet. kyle_mele -> Replicate two units of blood, let's get his pressure back up. Eva Jaz -> Jami> We'll know more once the chief comes out of surgery.... T'Prise -> This appears to be just prior to our docking at Maturin station, which would fit within our time line. Turris Morran -> ::manages a grin to Asteria but turns his attention back to Syndrx:: So it pushed us out of our universe, but what about the other us? Vilanne -> I don't see any bleeders in his head, no clots... ::keeps scanning:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::sharp turn to Margaux, stern::: Lt Cmdr Roget. Report. Now. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::a bit dryly:: There was little time for explanations when he arrived. Vilanne -> Nurse Nancy> ::waddles over to replicator and replicates two units of blood Eva Jaz -> ::nods , agreeing with Jai:: Vilanne -> Nurse Nancy> ::waddles back with the blood:: Doctor, all replicated. Ian_Syndrx -> ::to Turris:: The destroyed Manticore was from this universe. LtCmdr Roget -> Commander Precip collaspsed ::her cajun accent slightly audible:: Sovak -> ::cross checking Science's findings with his onw personal logs:: kyle_mele -> ::accepts it from Nancy with a nod, hooks it up to the unit covering Precip:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::turns to Sovak:: Captain, is there anything you are finding from the Science station? Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Eva, Jai:: Thank you. ::waves them out:: Give us the room. Kansas Kenickie -> ::Finishes cleaning:: Asteria Jaxa -> ::Smiles back at Morran as she goes back to her console and sips her coffee:: LtCmdr Roget -> I was not fast enough to break his fall Sovak -> Cross checking data now, Admiral. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::eyebrows up slightly:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::listens intently to the coversation between A-9 and Sovak, while not looking like he's listening:: T'Prise -> :: Turns to address Moran. :: It was obviously destroyed before it reached the Maturin station of this universe. If it had not been, our presence on the station would have been questioned. Admiral Atragon-9 -> I'm afraid we can't stay cloaked forever Eva Jaz -> ::steps away from the CMO's office door :: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::glances towards Margaux in the office and then shrugs:: Ie. ::moves into one of the rear sickbay suites:: Kansas Kenickie -> I am not to worried about the time, universe thingie LtCmdr Roget -> It may leave a scar, but ... but that shouldn't have caused him to stop breathing Kansas Kenickie -> ::Starts putting weapon back together:: kyle_mele -> ::small frown as the blood infusion produces negligable results:: MC_Escher -> ::thinking:: How did this happen? What, exactly, did that storm do to the Manticore? How? Cmdr JFarrington -> And when this happened, you were... talking, working... exactly what was going on? LtCdrFaldek -> ::pushes an few buttons on the Tactical console:: Vilanne -> Chief, the neuron's are not reacting correctly. The synaptic activity seems unstable in it's rhythum.. Keb -> ::glances back at her husband between coordinate checks...rather likes having him at Tactical:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::winks at Keb:: kyle_mele -> ..which would explain why his blood pressure continues to remain low and his heart rate weak, even after two units of blood. Sovak -> So farm the time line is corresponding. We've been here over 10 days. Vilanne -> Nurse Nancy> ::wipes the doctor's foreheads, adjust's Precip's legs for better circulation:: kyle_mele -> Okay.. nurse, prep the neural scanner. Turris Morran -> ::scratches his scraggly beard, but nods:: Vilanne -> What do you want to do, Chief? Ian_Syndrx -> ::to Escher:: I'm not entirely sure, but I believe that the fluctuation did something to the shields that caused us to shift into this universe Eva Jaz -> Jai> :: did you hear anything back from Science ? Have they figured out how we got into this mess? kyle_mele -> We're gonna have to figure out what's causing them to misfire and find a way to set them right Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::as he was pivoted to the back of the Bridge, he catches Faldek's wink in his peripheral vision and isn't sure what he saw:: Hilee -> ::Attempting to keep all systems online.....and in synch...:: kyle_mele -> ..or risk losing him. Asteria Jaxa -> ::Begins reading the sensor logs for the day of the dust storm hoping to help solve the mystery:: LtCmdr Roget -> We were tahlking, Commandar ... tahlking. I was off duty and Mitar, well, seeing as how he's on "leave" so to speak. We were tahlking. Vilanne -> Nurse Nancy> Right away, Doctor. ::waddles to the equipment, and begins prepping:: Keb -> ::grins and looks back at her console:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::sends a message to McFly, knowing he is going over the tactical sensor logs,"Check the logs from 10 days ago, Faldek":: Vilanne -> Nurse Nancy> ::Chuckles, thinking "shock therpy may work":: Kansas Kenickie -> ::Snaps power cell in place, walks over to the desk:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::nod:: Go on. Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::shakes his head ot clear the image and continues to talk with Sovak:: Over 10 days... so where were we when we entered this universe? Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Nothing but what we discovered with Erei'riov Syndrx when he was here. That the samples taken from the debris are completely indistinct from biomass taken from the Manticore. Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: walks into sb carrying a dozen sandwiches ::: Anyone hungry ? Vilanne -> ::takes the neural scanner from Nancy and applies it to his temples:: Ready for scans, Chief. kyle_mele -> ::nods:: Initiate. Eva Jaz -> right.... I was there remember ? ::shakes her head :: You really should start drinking coffee Vilanne -> ::initiates the scanner:: 21 oms... LtCmdr Roget -> And then, well, his eyes did roll back up into that blue head of his and his jaw went all lack like a corn hole ... ::takes a breath:: And he fell. Eva Jaz -> ::turns to Josh carrying food :: Hmm I change my mind .. you can be useful at times Raleigh... T'Prise -> :: Still studying the scans. :: It appears that the particulate matter present within this dust storm caused some type of interaction with our shields, initiating micro quantum fluctuations and fissures inside the storm cloud. Eva Jaz -> ::grabs a sandwich of the top of the pile :: Ian_Syndrx -> ::sits back down and begins running every analysis he can think of on the sensors logs from the storm:: McFly -> ::notes the message from faldek; opens the logs from even further back:: LtCmdr Roget -> He collapsed to the floor ::she slows her recitation to control her accent:: and I could not catch him Cmdr JFarrington -> ::lets out a slow breath, then glances out the office window towards the surgical bay that looks most active::: Vilanne -> Nurse Nancy> ::waddling to the foot of the biobed, until another order is given:: MC_Escher -> ::frowns:: Getting back is going to be...hard. Those dust particle probably interacted in a very specific - and nearly impossible to replicate - pattern Sovak -> ::watching the Science station:: Science is speculating that the storm we came through before ariving at Maturin Station may be the cause. We ahve not verified it as of yet. McFly -> ::looks up at KK:: I'm not so much as worried as it would just be nice to be in my own universe Kansas Kenickie -> need help? LtCmdr Roget -> He struck the left side of his face against the table. The laceration was deep, exposing bone. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::sharp laugh:: Hann'yyo, rekkhai. ::to Josh, taking something from the pile:: LtCmdr Roget -> I checked for pulse, found it weak and thready. LtCdrFaldek -> ::encodes another message "Science thinks it may have been a dust storm we flew through":: Admiral Atragon-9 -> Before Maturin?! wow MC_Escher -> +A9+ Science to Atragon. Kansas Kenickie -> yeah, for all we know I could be Girly Girl and Love pink here LtCmdr Roget -> I checked for respiration and found none. I initiated immediate transport to sickbay That is all I can tell you. kyle_mele -> ::taps his fingers, waiting:: McFly -> it's like underwear, you know, you can put on someone elses if you have to but you'd still feel more comfortable in your own Eva Jaz -> Josh> ::puts down the other sandwiches before eyeing the surgical bay :: What's going on in there ? Eva Jaz -> << worse analogy ever McFly>> Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ((rofl)) Vilanne -> ::adjusts the readout overhead to clear up any interferance:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> +ESCHER+ A9 here, go ahead Cmdr JFarrington -> ::slow nod, returning her gaze to Margaux and softening her tone:: Stay here as long as you need to. Can I get you anything? Asteria Jaxa -> ::Continues to go over sensor logs of the dust storm:: LtCmdr Roget -> ::her uniform feeling all together too tight and restrictive:: Eva Jaz -> Nurse B> :: Was that food dr Raleigh? Turris Morran -> Is there any other evidence that we are in some alternate universe? In all probably an alternate universe wouldn't even contain a Maturin station, a Manticore or even a Federation or Milky Way. Kansas Kenickie -> ::takes a seat across from him:: Turris Morran -> ::to Syndrx and Escher:: Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: waves towards the table :: Sure was Ana .. help yourself T'Prise -> :: Sits down next to Ian to assist. :: Have you verified that our ship's quantum signature does not match that of the surrounding universe? Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Josh> I have na idea...Erei'riov Precip was evidently injured. LtCmdr Roget -> Thank you for your concern, Commander, but I am unharmed and my only need is to return to my station. McFly -> yeah so it's nothing but reading over sensor logs, i'm sure you'd rather be spared that bordom MC_Escher -> +A9+ Apparently, something in the dust storm we flew through on our way to Maturin...shifted us...and now we're in a different quantum reality - an alternate universe, colloquially. Kansas Kenickie -> has anyone tried to pick up the Federation signal.... sometimes the broadcast can be informative Cmdr JFarrington -> Very well. I'll report to the admiral. Admiral Atragon-9 -> <<tight, restrictive and black leather?!! Oh, sorry - uhh, sim, yeah, I'm simming>> Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ((um)) Cmdr JFarrington -> <focus, A9 - focus> Ian_Syndrx -> ::to Tprise:: Yes, I just finished that scan, Manticore does not match surrounding space. ::to Turris::Look up quantum realities Turris, this is definitely possible. LtCmdr Roget -> ::stands, the leather creaking as she unfolds her legs:: Of course, Commander. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::takes a deep breath before exiting::: Eva Jaz -> Josh> Oh...:: munches on a ham sanwich , sending mustard all over his lab coat :: Eva Jaz -> *sandwich Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::noting Farrington finishing up in the office, nudges past Josh and reemerges into main sickbay:: T'Prise -> :: Also turns to address Morran. :: It is much more likely that everything that exists in our universe also exists in this universe, with only slight differences and variations. Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: does not notice:: Eva Jaz -> :: follows Jai:: kyle_mele -> ::shakes his head:: There seems to be absolutely no cohesion in their firing pattern, almost like each neuron is in spasm. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::striding directly to the surgical bay to take stock of the procedure through the restricted window::: MC_Escher -> ::to Turris:: All points of possible divergence diverge both ways - into different quantum configuration spaces. There are universes where the only difference between them and us is the color of school buses, but they're still different quantum realities Cmdr JFarrington -> +A9+ Commander Farrington to Admiral Atragon. LtCmdr Roget -> ::exits sickbay, her stride long and determined:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> +Escher+ Alright, that confirms it for us Vilanne -> Spasm is a good word for this fluttering... irregular, unpatterened misfires. Eva Jaz -> Jai> Well .. we almost found out something Turris Morran -> ::looks at Escher with a perplexed look:: What is a schoolbus? Ian_Syndrx -> Look at this pattern T'Prise, it almost looks like a quantum slipstream... maybe we could use a quantum slipstream to return home. Admiral Atragon-9 -> +Escher+ Can you find the doorway back? Eva Jaz -> ::shrugs:: I'm going back to my sandwich kyle_mele -> ::glances up:: Nurse, call Doctors Jaz and t'Tamarak. T'Prise -> :: Syndrx :: Are we close enough to Maturin station to determine if the dust storm is still present? Hilee -> ::Tapping away at his console...tapp,tapp,...and even more frequently:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::chuckles:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::hits the call waiting button:: +JAMI+ Go ahead, Jami Asteria Jaxa -> ::Looks up at the mention of a school bus and wonders the same thing:: Cmdr JFarrington -> +A9+ Commander Precip has had an accident, Admiral. He is presently in surgery. Nothing more is known at this point. Should I stay here or report to the bridge? kyle_mele -> ::Vil:: Prepare life support. We're going to have to keep him alive artificially until we can figure this out. LtCmdr Roget -> ::enters the TL:: Bridge. LtCdrFaldek -> ::starts sending a new message to McFly's console "Science has confirmed the dust storm we flew through caused us to shift into a different quantum reality, and Commander Precip, is apparently in surgery due to an unknown accident.":: Admiral Atragon-9 -> +JAMI+ Are we sure it was an accident? How serious are his injuries? Ian_Syndrx -> ::shakes his head:: If we had full sensors yes, but barely 60% of the long range sensor array is functional. We don't have the resolution to scan that far. MC_Escher -> +A9+ ::shakes head even thought A9 can't see him:: Sometimes it works that way, but instead of a fixed inter-quantic gateway, we were shifted by random fluctuations of quantum particles creating mini fissure through subspace. In other words... Hilee -> ::scratching his chin....Hmmmmm:: Eva Jaz -> Nurse B> Err doctor .. you have ;; points to Josh's coat :: You made a mess there Vilanne -> Nurse Nancy> Certanily Doctor. +Dr Jax, Dr t'Tamarak+ Your presence is requested scrubbed in Suite 1. Keb -> ::looks up at the Admiral's mention of injuries and accidents, worried:: MC_Escher -> ...it isn't repdocueable. If we tried to go back, either nothing would happen or we'd just end up in another random quantum reality. LtCdrFaldek -> ::now has a slightly worried look on his face, too:: MC_Escher -> *reproduceable Cmdr JFarrington -> +a9+ Serious enough for surgery, Admiral. I've not had a chance to speak with Dr. Mele. Vilanne -> Yes, Doctor. ::gets the life support equipment prepared, and places it over his chest, securing each side:: Eva Jaz -> +Nurse Nancy + On our way :: nods to Jai :: Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: looks down :: Oh... Cmdr JFarrington -> +A9+ And the full report has yet to be made. Lt Cmdr Roget was with him. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::stops just short of trying to listen in on Jami's comm to A9 but checks herself as Nancy calls them:: Ie...understood. ::heads to get scrubbed up:: Eva Jaz -> ::heads to surgical bay to scrub :: Asteria Jaxa -> ::does not like the sound of being thrown around into random existances:: Cmdr JFarrington -> +A9+ They are putting him on life support. T'Prise -> :: Syndrx :: We have no way of determining which quantum reality we would enter should we go back to the storm, but it would allow us to gather additional information from the outside. Eva Jaz -> Nurse B> :: giggles and eats her sandwich :: McFly -> ::reads the message from faldek:: Vilanne -> Could there be something somewhere, other than his brain, that is setting this off? LtCdrFaldek -> ::thinking - I wonder if Roget tried to kill him...:: Nah... Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: takes off his lab coat before taking another sandwich Eva Jaz -> :: begins scrubbing procedure:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> +JAMI+ Wow, alright, come back up kyle_mele -> ::thinks for a moment:: Such as? Cmdr JFarrington -> +A9+ Aye, Sir. On my way. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::finishes the scrubbing and walks into the surgical bay, eyes flicking around to the others already in there:: McFly -> ::looks up at KK:: yeah so they figured out how we got here Eva Jaz -> ::Follows right being Jai :: Vilanne -> I don't know... parasite... virus... bleeder hiding... um... pnemonia... Kansas Kenickie -> Looking glass? Admiral Atragon-9 -> <<Ian, Sensors are at 100%>> McFly -> close, dust storm Keb -> ::wide-eyed glance at Beran, and then back to her console again:: Kansas Kenickie -> Ooooo Cmdr JFarrington -> ::after one last long look, spins around and exits, avoiding eyes and queries::: LtCdrFaldek -> ::looks down at the Tactical console, checking the systems:: Vilanne -> I dont' know, I'm grasping at strings trying to come up with something. kyle_mele -> Jai, I don't know how informed you are on other races, especially those of the Federation.. but I need anything you have, anything you can find with reference to Bolian neurology. Are there any reported cases of neurons just.. spasming? Admiral Atragon-9 -> +ESCHER+ So we're stuck here? McFly -> yeah... and so precip is in surgery Cmdr JFarrington -> ::TL:: Bridge. Command override. Eva Jaz -> ::takes a quick look at Precip's file :: Kansas Kenickie -> how Did a dust storm do all this? Vilanne -> Nurse Nancy> ::moves to the background, let's the doctors surround him:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::there in record time::: McFly -> don't know that much Kansas Kenickie -> What happen to Big Blue? Ian_Syndrx -> ::T'Prise:: I agree, let me see what I can do ::tweaks some things in the sensors and gets them pointed toward the cloud:: Scanning the cloud now, I hope no one is looking for us, this will stand out a bit. MC_Escher -> +A9+ Never say never, Admiral. Just because we can't go through the way we came in doesn't mean it's impossible. There is precedent - we just have to find it. We're working on it now LtCdrFaldek -> ::turns as the TL opens:: McFly -> don't know that either Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::cocks head, edging her way around to stand on the other side of hte biobed from Mele, looking at the readouts:: Hilee -> ::Listening intently to the bridge traffic....:: Eva Jaz -> Mele> Has anybody run blood tests to rule out any infectious cause ? Admiral Atragon-9 -> +ESCHER+ Work fast, Chief Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Epilepsy would have been my first suggestion. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::steps out, striding directly to stand beside A9:: McFly -> ::sits back in the chair:: LtCmdr Roget -> ::takes her place at the intel console at the back of the Bridge:: Vilanne -> ::looks at the other doctors, glad to have so many great minds here:: Keb -> ::gives Jami a friendly, if worried, nod as she enters the bridge:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::looks at Jami, with concern in his eyes about Precip:: kyle_mele -> Eva, I'd like you to do the same. Your Trill background should prove to be invaluable in this, as Jaz has probably just as much experience with various races as Mele has Kansas Kenickie -> ::Sighs:: I sometimes wish I was smarter at that science crap Cmdr JFarrington -> ::::noting the eyes on her, gives her attention to A9:: Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: grabs a 3rd sandwich before sitting down with his pile of report to complete T'Prise -> :: Syndrx :: If our presence is detectable due to the intensity of our scans, I suggest we gather what information we can in short random bursts. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> But only an extremely severe case would result in this level of physical manifestation...::thinking out loud:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::turns to Jami:: no other news? Hilee -> A-9> Sir...we actually may have a pushed time line to escape from this ....universe...sir Cmdr JFarrington -> None, Admiral. When I left they were initiating full life support. kyle_mele -> ::nodding:: It normally wouldn't cause such a slowed and weakened heartrate McFly -> yeah me too LtCdrFaldek -> ::eyes get a little wider:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ((if anyone every looks at my search history they're going ot have a really hard time figuring out why i once searched for "neural conditions causing breathing cessation")) Hilee -> ::tapping away...and comming with main engineering:: Eva Jaz -> ::nods:: I have intimate knowledge of the Bolian anatomy .. but this .... :: takes a look at the file again :: Keb -> ::takes in a deep breath:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::small head-tilt towards the aft bridge:: Lt Cmdr Roget is formulating her report now. Eva Jaz -> << That sounded much more dirty than intended >> Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ((rofl)) Ian_Syndrx -> ::gets his scan and puts it up on his terminal:: Alright, here's the data, I've been using random bursts for all my scans. And we're operating on a very unusual frequency, we should be alright. Hilee -> <<Indeed it does>> Admiral Atragon-9 -> <<heh>> kyle_mele -> ::nodding:: Bolians are one of a few races the Mele symbiont spent little time with. kyle_mele -> Vil, let's start a full scan. Hilee -> Jami> Commander...a moment please... Cmdr JFarrington -> ::nod to Hilee:: If that is all, Admiral? kyle_mele -> ::glancing over as the life support takes over and his vital signs level out:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::sighs, nods to Jami and turns to Hillee:: timeline, Mr. Hilee? MC_Escher -> ::notices Syndrx and T'Prise beginning to scan the cloud, and decides to take the opportunity to check back on some peculiar bit of data he saw just before Ian made his discovery:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::turning to Hilee as well::: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::slow breath out as she sees life support kick in:: Asteria Jaxa -> ::Glances up at the data Ian just gathered wondering if he'll find anything:: Hilee -> Jami> Please recheck your main board and settings..please Eva Jaz -> Something is causing hypersensitivity of the motor neurons .... Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> What's the state of his neuropeptide levels and other biochemical balance? Eva Jaz -> Did we rule out any enviromental causes ? Cmdr JFarrington -> Of course. ::moves to the OPS console to log in::: kyle_mele -> We have ruled out nothing at this point. Vilanne -> Ok, ::changes the signal to reach a full neurological scan:: scan is beginning. ::places a live readout overhead, as well as recording the results:: Hilee -> A-9> sir...I have been expending a substantial amount of engineering resourses to maintain our present state Kansas Kenickie -> we need to catch a break Admiral Atragon-9 -> You mean the cloak? Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Keb:: Receiving control of ship operations. ::taptap::: T'Prise -> :: Scrolling through the data with Ian. :: Look at the peaks and troughs in this wavelength. It appears that something now has these quantum particles fluctuating wildly. It would be very dangerous to re-enter the cloud. kyle_mele -> ::Jai:: We'll know that shortly. ::nodding to the heads-up display now giving the results of the scan as they become available:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::eyes peruse the board as access comes up::: Hilee -> Jami> Please verify our normal settings,and interrupts are up by a qiotent of at least 50% to compensate...system wide McFly -> could definately use another shore leave Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Hilee:: To compensate, Mr. Hilee? McFly -> so, we know how we got here, i suppose it's up to science to figure out how we get back Cmdr JFarrington -> ::shifting, checking::: Keb -> ::shifts control easily to Jami:: Kansas Kenickie -> ::Rolls eyes:: squints Ian_Syndrx -> ::nods:: I agree, we have no way to predict what would happen. Keb -> ::dying to ask about Precip, but staying professional and Not Asking:: Kansas Kenickie -> ::leans forward:: how are you doing? Eva Jaz -> ::shakes her head :: Bolian physiology is close neough on certian aspect that Cmr roget would have been affected if it was enviromental .... so .. back to neurologic ... :: scratches her head :: Ian_Syndrx -> ::thinks:: What if we could artificially create the same shield fluctuations? McFly -> I'm fine, why wouldn't I be? T'Prise -> We will need to establish some other method for returning to our own universe, as our original entry point is unstable and hazardous. Vilanne -> What was going on? Do we have more information about the situation he was in when this happened? Do we know what happened? Eva Jaz -> Neuromyotomia? ::looks at Jai :: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Hilee:: I am reading a very slight alteration of systems only. We are compensating for what, Mr. Hilee? kyle_mele -> I only know that Commander Roget was with him when it occurred, that it was sudden, without warning, and that he collapsed and hit his head. Kansas Kenickie -> Well we are in who knows when/where... and you have a new post. I am just checking to see if you have gone crazy yet T'Prise -> :: Stares at Ian for a moment. :: Are you suggesting that we build a device to modulate quantum frequencies? Cmdr JFarrington -> Settings and interrupts are normal. Vilanne -> Hmm... so that explains the swelling on his temporal area... but I did not see anything internal going on from that. MC_Escher -> ::he looks through the computer-constructed list of beings on board the alternate Manticore and notices what caught his eye the last time: a half-human, half-Vulcan:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::swivels to glance in his direction::: Ian_Syndrx -> ::shakes his head:: Yes, what if we found a way to introduce the right pattern in the cloud, we could use that to shift ourselves correctly. McFly -> ::smiles:: I went crazy years ago, babe Turris Morran -> If we're talking about quantum realities, we're also dealing with quantum states. And we all know that due to the Heisenburg Uncertainty principle it's impossible to determine a quantum state. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Possibly...but it would have to be an extremely exaggerated case, to reach this point. Some kind of motor neuron condition, perhaps, as those can be fatal when it reaches the diaphragm and cessates breathing... kyle_mele -> ::shake of his head:: It's unlikely that the blow to his head would cause such misfirings; it's more likely that the misfirings caused the collapse, and he hit his head ont he way down. Hilee -> Jami> Well Commander...I have been initiating a systems wide search for anything out of the ordinary....and have come to my conclusions...and they are definitely off from the normal values......sir Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Though the development process is usually much less quick...several years... T'Prise -> Essentially allowing us to determine the location and destination we wish to end up after we exit the cloud. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Does the erei'riov have any history of this sort of condition? ::glancing at Mele:: Eva Jaz -> But would it cause this kind of cerebral abnormal activity ? Turris Morran -> How can we possibly recreate a state that we cannot possibly measure? kyle_mele -> ::shake of his head:: Vilanne -> I agree Chief. ::listens to Jaiysa:: kyle_mele -> His last physical was two months ago, and he passed with flying colors. MC_Escher -> ::is pretty sure there isn't a half-Vulcan on board now, so opens the DNA file and tells the computer to run a check on any known matches, then wanders back over to T'Prise and Ian:: Cmdr JFarrington -> Then perhaps there is a discrepancy between your readings and ship operations readings. I am reading a very slight variation from normal - within acceptable parameters. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Eva> It's a degeneration of the neuron tissue itself...a neurological scan would reveal it. Kansas Kenickie -> it's part of what I like about you Eva Jaz -> ::picks up the chart :: His blood shows normal levels of myophosphorylase and phosphofructokinase.. so we can rule that out Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::His peripheral vision nagging at him again, he turns toward Roget:: Commander Roget? LtCmdr Roget -> ::looks up slowly:: Admiral? Kansas Kenickie -> nothing like hiding while hiding huh Hilee -> Jami> Acknowledged Commander....the order was to look for any discrepencies....was it not?? Ian_Syndrx -> ::Turris:: We aren't trying to recreate a state, we're trying to recreate the fluctuations, we can measure those without knowing the positions of each particle. Cmdr JFarrington -> Mr. Hilee, I was not here to hear that order. You will have to verify that with the Admiral. Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::eyebrow quirks up at Cajun twang:: Are you... Is everything.. Margaux, could you join me in my Ready Room? Cmdr JFarrington -> ::swivels back to her console::: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Have you done a neurological workup yet? If not, we should begin one at once...it would reveal if there has been degradation to those tissues. Turris Morran -> I see kyle_mele -> ::nodding:: Make it so. Eva Jaz -> ::looks at Mele:: I agree with Dr t'Tamarak .. it's our best bet right now LtCmdr Roget -> ::stands and proceeds to the Ready Room:: Vilanne -> If it's degeration, wouldn't we see a lessoning of the synaptic activity? T'Prise -> :: Morran :: You are also referring to centuries old quantum mechanics. There are ways to to determine simultaneously both the position and velocity of any other particle with any great degree of accuracy or certainty. Ian_Syndrx -> The problem is, I don't know of a way to manipulate that much matter on a quantum level... Admiral Atragon-9 -> Captain, you have the Bridge Sovak -> Aye Admiral Cmdr JFarrington -> ::notes the change of command::: Sovak -> ::moves to the CC:: Hilee -> Jami> Aye sir...lets say then I have taken it on my own initiave then...::watching as the Admiral moves:: ..Sir Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::he walks to the RR with Margaux:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::catches a glimpse of the tight uniform Roget is wearing, and holds back a smile, he's married, not dead:: McFly -> yeah I never thought this situation to be permanent but I'm not so sure now Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Vil> Not necessarily...picture a damaged console sparking disorganizedly. MC_Escher -> ::looks at Ian:: What about...a quantum slipstream drive? LtCmdr Roget -> ::remains standing as the doors swish closed:: Cmdr JFarrington -> Very well, Mr. Hilee. Keb -> ::silently wonders if Sovak would like to do some loop-de-loops instead of the standard path for once:: Asteria Jaxa -> ::Is listening to intently she almost spills her coffee on herself as she sets the cup down:: Keb -> ::figures the answer would be nope:: T'Prise -> :: Begins retrieving equations from a file on Ian's console. Head snaps up when Escher mentions the slipstream drive. :: Ian_Syndrx -> ::looks at Escher:: Are you crazy? Last I knew Quantum Slipstrem was barely experimental. Kansas Kenickie -> what did you do before Jumping onto this ship? Admiral Atragon-9 -> Margaux, please have a seat Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::motions to the couch:: Vilanne -> ::continuing the neural scan, watching results, thinking through all the suggestions so far:: MC_Escher -> ::small smile:: Yet the premier expert on the galaxy is standing next to you and we have a miniaturixed one sitting on top of this ship. MC_Escher -> *in the galaxy Hilee -> Jami> Sir..I have been correcting and noticing a distinct differerce...and it is a very small difference...almost indectable....unless you are looking for it ...change ...sir LtCmdr Roget -> ::perches on the edge of the cushion:: MC_Escher -> **miniaturized McFly -> i was... on another ship Kansas Kenickie -> standard ship Kansas Kenickie -> ? Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Hilee:: Would you forward the specific data to the OPS console, please. I'll take another look. Asteria Jaxa -> ::Thinks about protesting but decided she better stay quiet if she doesn't want to be kicked out of the lab:: McFly -> yeah it definately wasn't black ops Ian_Syndrx -> Well then... hmm ::starts furiously typing on his console, reading through the specs on the slipstream data and running a quick simulation:: T'Prise -> Commander, what you are suggesting is nearly as dangerous as us re-entering that cloud. While the version we created for the quantum cannons is stable, you are suggesting we create a quantum field to encompass the entire ship. Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::sits down next to her and looks concerned:: How is Mitar? Keb -> ::decides she's going to need some holosuite time...maybe with Beran...to burn off some frustration with all the weirdness:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::looks back at Hilee, then back to his tactical console:: Keb -> ::checks the holodeck schedule:: LtCmdr Roget -> ::starts to answer, then stops, then starts, then stops:: LtCmdr Roget -> I don't know Kansas Kenickie -> ::Smiles:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::looks down at the floor, not wanting to stare:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::awaiting the pinpoint to check::: T'Prise -> We would have the same problems with projecting a stable field from a moving object that were found aboard the Wanderlust. Eva Jaz -> It's reminiscent of a very quickly degenerative form of pseudobulbar palsy .... bolian anatomy might be more susecoptible.. McFly -> so what were you doing? MC_Escher -> ::hand rests on T'Prise's shoulder:: It's the only way, TP. You can do this. The Wanderlust was technically sound - it was sabotaged, remember? We can canablize the quantum cannon for parts. It's feasible and you know it LtCmdr Roget -> What happened between y'all? He asked me about leaving. About getting out. Eva Jaz -> << we're tying to prove here that Science don't have the monopoly on scientifc babble here :P >> Eva Jaz -> ::looks at Jai :: Keb -> ::finds a spare couple of hours after her shift and sends Beran a little note: "Holodeck tonight?":: Hilee -> Jami> Aye sir...and transfers the engineering consoles data from time stamp ...2 hrs. proceeding:: Vilanne -> <<LOL Eva... go girl!>> MC_Escher -> <<Don't try to fight the masters, Eva. It's a losing battle>> Kansas Kenickie -> ::Sits on the edge of the desk:: I always had a good eye.... even before I had the good one in place... Admiral Atragon-9 -> ACTION: SICKBAY RECEIVES THREE CALLS ABOUT FAINTING SPELLS AND HEADACHES FROM ENSIGN RIXX, LT. PARRIN AND LT.COMMANDER TUK Cmdr JFarrington -> Receiving data.... ::begins a thorough examination::: Admiral Atragon-9 -> ACTION: ALL OF THEM ARE BOLIAN T'Prise -> :: Hesitates for a moment, then steps away from Escher so he is no longer touching her. :: I would require the assistance of Commander Syndrx with his technological expertise. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::looks at Eva thouhtfully:: What with the differences in their neural structure its entirely possible that such a condition would have farther-reaching effects on the musculature and autonomic nervous system. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ((::doing her part::P) Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: recieving such calls :: T'Prise -> As well as Ensign Jaxa, who aided in constructing the quantum cannons. Kansas Kenickie -> most people wouldn't call it a talent... or skill. who puts good shot as a special skill? Cmdr JFarrington -> ::scanning through::: MC_Escher -> ::nods:: Absolutely. ::the computer chimes with his results:: I'll be right back. Ian_Syndrx -> ::looks up from his work:: I think I can reconfigure the quantum cannons to create a field around the ship. Eva Jaz -> Josh> Nurse B> Prepare for incoming paitents MC_Escher -> ::heads over to his console and casually takes a look at the computer readout, at which point his eyes bug out and he freezes:: Hilee -> Jami> Commander as you can see...any and all inputs for correction to the systems wide have been constant...though almost imperceptable....the only reason I did notice....I have been manninbg the console LtCmdr Roget -> Didja tell him that he could really leave Manticore? Hilee -> *manning MC_Escher -> Wha...wha...whaa..... McFly -> someone looking to be in the securital arts? Eva Jaz -> Josh> +Mele+ we just recieved notifications that 3 other bolian crew members seem to be presenting with similar symptoms as cmdr Precip chief Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::head swivel:: More? kyle_mele -> ::headtilt:: Vilanne -> ::looks up in the air after hearing Josh's com:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> I told him that I would help him go wherever he wanted - but that I didn't see a way for him to come back to Security Chief Cmdr JFarrington -> I see your point, Mr. Hilee. Duly noted. I do not, however, see the need to alter normal settings to compensate - unless I misunderstood your request? kyle_mele -> +Josh+ Acknowledged. Prepare three more life support units. T'Prise -> :: Sits back down next to Syndrx. :: We would require a larger deflector dish. Kansas Kenickie -> ::lifts brow:: that and some brass bars sometimes look for people with them.. Asteria Jaxa -> ::Is still wondering is Escher is crazy when he speaks and brings her back to reality:: Eva Jaz -> :: raises eyebrow:: It's definitely something that affects either only bolians ..or worst case scenario.. Bolian quicker kyle_mele -> ::glancing around at the other three doctors:: It seems we've a Bolian epidemic. Eva Jaz -> Josh+Mele+ Acknowledged sir LtCmdr Roget -> You know he can't leave, he can't just walk away. Why would you give him false hope? If anyone knows the rules it's us. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::sighs:: Well, that adds a new wrinkle, does it na? T'Prise -> From which to emit a quantum field. MC_Escher -> ::according to the computer, the human-Vulcan hybrid in the wreckage of the alternate Manticore was the son of none other than T'Prise and Malcolm Escher:: Eva Jaz -> :: grabs 3 medtechs and prepares the life support units quickly :: Hilee -> Jami> Negative sir....for now,however ...be advised should this continue to expand...well we may have a problem...sir. Vilanne -> ::eyes open wider at Eva's comment:: Computer - list neuralogical bolian epidemics on file. Admiral Atragon-9 -> I have a Black Ops wing now. He can transfer to another of our own ships Admiral Atragon-9 -> he can have a fresh start Cmdr JFarrington -> ::nodding as she works:: Understood, Mr. Hilee. Kansas Kenickie -> people tend to over look a pretty girl, it's an advantage Vilanne -> Computer: No matches. Admiral Atragon-9 -> We've all had fresh starts, haven't we, Margaux... Megan Eva Jaz -> ::shakes her head :: It's not an epidemic Vil ... it's seems to be something affecting them specifically because of their neurological patterns .. LtCmdr Roget -> ::makes a disgusted french noise in the back of her throat:: Ian_Syndrx -> ::Thinks about this:: What if we tied the secondary deflector on the saucer into the main deflector, would that be enough? Asteria Jaxa -> ::Really does spill her coffee on herself this time:: What did you say Sir? Vilanne -> ::smirks:: hmm.. would it be a component of their blood? of their tissues? something... maybe this atmosphere? LtCmdr Roget -> Not him, cher ... he's not like us. Admiral Atragon-9 -> So, is that what you think of your former life? Eva Jaz -> << Ok you'll have to explain me what that is Roget .. >> Sovak -> Commandr Mizu. Set a course for the last known position of the storm we came through befor Maturin Station. Eva Jaz -> ::shakes her head :: Impossible Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> We'll need to get full scans on all of them before we can make a final determination. Admiral Atragon-9 -> <<LOL Eva>> Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> However, a neurological reaction or condition seems the most likely to me at the moment. LtCmdr Roget -> That's what I think of your reasoning. Admiral Atragon-9 -> and... Keb -> ::glances back at the Captain:: Yessir, CAptain. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ((and not just because it's my area of expertise, hann'yyo :P )) Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: with the help of med techs places the 3 officers in life support :: Keb -> ::lays in the course:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> =/\======= PAUSE SIM =======/\= Admiral Atragon-9 -> Okay folks, it will be another 3 hours between sims. Ian_Syndrx -> I tried running a scan on the storm, did I not get any data, or did I find the storm? Admiral Atragon-9 -> We didn't find it yet. We are headed to it's last known location and will get there at next sim's start, and then you can probably find some trace of it, so we can follow. Admiral Atragon-9 -> (if I'm feeling generous)

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So..we have some jalapeno bushes that are, like, three years old. Some ill-mannered bee cross-pollinated a few with red bell peppers. Sweet meat, hotter'n you know what seeds. Interesting mix. Thinking of propagating them, but I imagine it's happened to other folks as well and I doubt that bell pepper lovers will like having jalapeno insides :P

Game Master (GM) - STSF Sorehl Game Master (GM) - Cmdr JFarrington Mission Commanding Officer (MCO) - STSF Sorehl Mission Executive Officer (MXO) - Caden Finlay Helm/Operations Officer (HOPS) - rosetto Tactical Officer (TAC) - Cecilmk Chief Security Officer (CSEC) - TMir Chief Engineering Officer (CENG) - Cmdr JFarrington Chief Medical Officer (CMO) - TKAR MISSION BRIEFING: The Galaxy-class USS Victory has gone to red alert, responding to a distress call from the freighter SS Alexa. 100903.txt

Stream of Consciousness Annual Symposium | Department of Psychology Starfleet Academy, San Francisco, Earth August 30, 2388 – Stardate 503008.27 As soon as the question died on the student’s lips, a hush, punctuated by scattered catch-breaths, descended on the auditorium. A few heads turned to identify the speaker. Some shifted uneasily in their seats. A handful focused on Jami Farrington’s reaction, eager to hear her response. She’d seen the young man several times, the last of which was a close encounter in a masters seminar a few days ago. His name was Earl Stanley Hall, IV – from a family of prominent psychologists and physicians. He was intense, to the point of coming off as pushy and arrogant by some of the other master’s candidates, and downright snotty by underclassmen. But the few encounters she’d had with Earl Stanley Hall, IV, had led Jami to believe that he was sincerely searching for answers, even if having a conversation with him was more like playing chess. The give and take was often unbelievable, but with some extreme modifications in his bedside manner, he had the makings of an excellent psychologist, and she would keep her eye on him for future reference. The title of that day’s panel discussion was The Psychology of Deep Space Travel, so his question was valid, if a little far from the norm. Most of the questions had been about crew interaction under stress, dealing with ordinary situations – like partner dynamics and interdepartmental rivalries – during extended periods of confinement in a space vessel, colony, or station. So the question caught Jami broadside, and it took her a minute to recover. It jerked her mind from the auditorium to Arcturan space, to staring at the remains of the Manticore NCC 5852-A, to struggling with the paradox of time, space, and the nature of the universe. She sat transfixed, holding the student’s gaze until someone in the last row asked that the question be repeated. “Of course,” she said, as she took a breath and glanced at the moderator for confirmation. “The question was, ‘When the Manticore was in Arcturan space and came across the remains of the Manticore, how did it feel to know I was dead?’” In repeating the question, Jami recognized the twist, and his real question. Mr. Earl Stanley Hall, IV, was not so much interested in knowing how she felt at that moment as he was in knowing how she would react to the last part of his sentence: ‘… to know I was dead.’ She gave an almost imperceptible smile in Hall’s direction, determined to give him his money’s worth. Bodies adjusted, followed by complete silence. A few faculty sitting in the upper levels leaned forward in various poses of concentration. Lacing her fingers together to lean forward on the table, she began. “When I was twelve years old I looked in the bathroom mirror and suddenly realized I was staring at someone I hardly knew. Don’t get me wrong,” she added in response to a few puzzled looks. “I knew I was looking at a reflection. But in that reflection I also realized there was a stranger that resided within that image, a consciousness that I had taken for granted until that moment. And, as I continued to stare, I began to wonder who I was... really. “Psychology has several names for this phenomenon. Self-awareness, cognitive development, cognitive awareness, ... depending on your instructor.” A dismissive wave of her hand brought knowing smiles and a few titters. “But in that moment,” she continued, “... call it what you will... I became aware not only of myself but of a consciousness inside me... that had the ability to reason... to ask questions... and to come up with reasonable answers... sometimes. I realized the duality of my existence. I realized that my consciousness and my physical body existed both together and apart. That who I am encompasses a duality that is often explained by various religions and philosophies, but has yet to be explained in scientific terms, and probably never will be. So often we think we know the answer, but then something confounds our understanding and despite our best efforts we’re left at square one.” At that moment, Atragon entered the auditorium. Apparently finished with his session on The Burden of Command, he probably wondered why Jami’s session had run over. As he eased into a seat, she glanced towards him and repeated the question. “So. How did I feel... when I knew I was dead?” A shift of his eyes said he got the point, so Jami’s gaze returned to her questioner, and the two locked in pseudo-private conversation. “Of course, being human, my first… feeling… was emotional. The logic came later, and I’m not sure I’ll ever get that part sorted out. But my very first thought was... am I dead? Am I dead? Is that person... whose DNA was left on the hull... me?” Her forefinger tapped her chest and she waited a beat before continuing. “If it is, I thought, then I’m dead and what I’m experiencing now is some kind of after-life and it involves sitting at the operations console on the Manticore?” A few caught the humor of her statement, but for those who didn’t she let the thought hang. “Following that thought was, if I am alive, then am I the real Jami Farrington, or did the real one die? And that thought spawned several after-thoughts, just as ludicrous. If I was a copy it meant that everyone on the ship with me was a copy, was not real, was not the... original.” She made air quotes with her fingers. “And... what if there is more than one original? Do you see what kind of a loop this can lead to?” Hall’s intense expression softened and he gave a very small two-fingered salute. She wondered if he was keeping score. “If you will allow me to rephrase the question, Mr. Hall? That is how I felt when I thought I was dead, because I was not dead. Even if the person whose DNA was on that fragment was dead, I was not dead. Whoever died there was not me, otherwise I would not have been sitting on the bridge looking at the debris. The consciousness within me, that duality I discovered when I was twelve, brought me to that conclusion. And the words of Rene Descartes – I think, therefore I am – became a mantra of sorts with which I fought those same doubts that spread among the crew. “And that, Mr. Hall, will be your focus when someday, somewhere, you come across the wreckage of a ship that bears your DNA.”

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #623, STARDATE 51008.23 =/\= The Manticore has returned to Federation space, following the battle at the Arcturan shipyard. We recovered some debris from the site of another battle in enemy territory. The debris includes parts of the Manticore hull as well as DNA evidence of Manticore crew members. We are maintaining subspace silence and keeping the cloak engaged while we attempt to figure out how we can be dead and alive at the same time. Eva Jaz -> ::in sickbay as usual :: LtCdrFaldek -> ::still standing at Tactial:: Cmdr JFarrington -> :: on the bridge, as usual:: Eva Jaz -> ::forgot what her quarters look like :: Keb -> ::at helm, troubled by the situation:: Mitar Precip -> ::looks at the desk in his quarters and has a revelation:: He shouldn't be here anymore. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::also in sickbay:: Asteria Jaxa -> ::Is still in the makeshift science lab in the cargo bay sorting and storing pieces of debris:: McFly -> waiting for people to start walking to the confrence room Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::swatting pieces of gossip as they float by her:: Kansas Kenickie -> ::Cleaning her weapon, pissed off:: Sovak -> ::in the Conference Room, at the compujter terminal:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::exits Ready Room and nods to the Bridge crew on his way to the Conf Room:: T'Prise -> :: Assembling some additional biological samples for further analysis in the main science bay, the bulk of the debris having now been properly stored in containment, with Jaxa attending to the last of the pieces. :: Mitar Precip -> ::shakes his head and mutters to self:: You idiot..you don't deserve these quarters anymore... Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: trying to think of another Romulan sentence he's been studying to impress Jai :: Vilanne -> ::hurries out of sickbay putting Jaiysa in charge.... running to the TL with Mele's padd's:: Ian_Syndrx -> ::picks up a padd and strolls into the conference room, leaving the bridge science station to some ensign he doesn't recognize:: Kansas Kenickie -> ::Exits Secuirty, pissed off- heads down the hall:: McFly -> <<precip, just start flailing yourself like the albino dude in da vinci code>> Keb -> ::wondering whether Science found any of HER DNA on the Other Manticore:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> <<Playing the Dept Heads tonight will be McFly, T'Prise, Vilanne and, uhh, LtEngGuy>> Sean Keane -> ::enters main sickbay from one of the long term wards, looking unkempt...like a first year resident who, as everyone knows, never get any sleep anyway:: Vilanne -> ::enters TL, calls for bridge, exits Bridge and walks calmly to the ready room for the meeting:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::in charge; doesn't feel much different:: Kansas Kenickie -> ::hits the door chime to Precip's quarters:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::noting the dept heads file into the conference room::: Mitar Precip -> I'd better start packing again...::mutters to self and goes to replicator:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::eyes Keane as he emerges:: Eva Jaz -> LtEngGuy > :: making his way to the staff meeting where he plans to sit in very quietly :: Mitar Precip -> ::hears chime:: Sean Keane -> ::tries to do something to his hair so he looks presentable:: Vilanne -> ::notes no one in ready room, goes to the conference room, blushing:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> <<Mohawk, Sean?>> Cmdr JFarrington -> ::stand:: LtCmdr Faldek, you have the conn. Eva Jaz -> :: turns to Keane as well :: Hey Sean ... You swtiched shifts with someone ? Mitar Precip -> ::walks voer to door and opens seeing Kansas:: Hello Commander what can I do for you...uh....your welcome to come in if youd like. Sean Keane -> <<hmm...interesting idea>> T'Prise -> :: Enters the TL :: Bridge LtCdrFaldek -> Aye. ::moves down to the "Chair":: Ian_Syndrx -> ::magic edit>> stays on the bridge:: Sovak -> ::notes peripherally those who enter the CR as he continues to study data on the computer terminal:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::in the Conf Room, at his usual seat, pacing at the head of the table:: Kansas Kenickie -> ::Enters:: you can help me by getting your butt in gear and figuring out how to get back to work! T'Prise -> :: Exits TL :: And nods to Jami before heading to the conference room. McFly -> ::walks into the conference room taking a seat trying to look inconspicuous:: Mitar Precip -> C'monn in have a seat... Cmdr JFarrington -> Keb, slave OPS to helm. LtCdrFaldek -> ::sits down in the big comfy chair:: Cmdr JFarrington -> :enters the conference room:: Ian_Syndrx -> ::glances at TP as she walks on the bridge and gives her a slight nod:: Sean Keane -> ::nods:: Huh? Naw, chief seems to think I can work 24/7 so I do it. You kn ow we residents are basically slaves. Keb -> Aye, Commander. ::slaves OPS to helm and checks the reports:: Mitar Precip -> ::walks to a simple bland chair...directs Kansas to wherever she'd like to sit or stand:: LtCdrFaldek -> CPO Ganner> ::Takes Tactical:: T'Prise -> :: Hands Ian the biological samples. :: Those need to be taken to sickbay for further analysis. Kansas Kenickie -> ::Paces:: this is so stupid! I don't get how you can just sit here and take this Eva Jaz -> ::chuckles :: Why do you think I ingest so much coffee >? Vilanne -> ::has very quietly slipped into Mele's chair:: T'Prise -> :: Enters the conference room and takes a seat next to Vil. :: Asteria Jaxa -> ::Puts last piece of debris in containment box relieved that they are finally done with the tedious task and takes one last look around cargo bay to insure everything is in order and prepares to head back to the main science lab:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::takes her usual position around the table::: Sean Keane -> ::shrugs:: Dunno...you fancy ulcers? Cmdr JFarrington -> <Hey, Kyle. Conference room, buddy,> Ian_Syndrx -> ::monitors the progress of sensor repairs and researches some thepries about the current situation:: Eva Jaz -> LtEngGuy> ::Sits down on Garn's cardboard's knees :: Keb -> ::glances back at her husband:: You know...you've got the chair, I've got the reigns...we could go anywhere. ::giggles, knowing better:: kyle_mele -> ::is in the conference room:: Vilanne -> ::places all of Mele's padd's down in front of his chair and smiles at him, then quietly exits:: Eva Jaz -> ::shrugs :: Jaz is addicted ... Mitar Precip -> Commander..you were on the bridge when I did what I did. I told the Admiral on the bridge he was making an mistake to commence the attack..That's something an officer is not supposed to do. LtCdrFaldek -> Novel idea. However I do not have the proper clearance to lock them in... ::motions to the CR:: Mitar Precip -> ::sits and notices Kansas not exactly in the mood to sit:: Keb -> ::laughs:: I'd have had to disobey anyway. Keb -> If you actually ordered us somewhere fun, anyway. Ian_Syndrx -> ::realizes he is holding several samples, wonders how he got ahold of them, and notices a label for sickbay:: LtCdrFaldek -> Most likely. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::comes to a halt next to Keane and Jaz, looking somewhat amused at his disheveled appearance:: Kansas Kenickie -> ::Stops walking:: there has to be away to fix this LtCdrFaldek -> After this mission I'd think we should vacation on Risa for a whole month. Vilanne -> ::slowly passes through the bridge towards the tl, looking at the various people that work on the bridge:: Mitar Precip -> It hasn't been that long... (well by TBS Standards) Sean Keane -> ::looks at Jaiysa somewhat bervously:: Ian_Syndrx -> ::calls for a replacement sci officer to take the bridge station, then heads for sickbay:: Keb -> ::smiles at him:: Now that's an idea I can get behind. LtCdrFaldek -> ::nods to Vilanne:: Vilanne -> ::in TL:: Going my way, Ian? Eva Jaz -> Josh> ::slaps Sean in the back :: Hey!!! Asteria Jaxa -> ::Having cleared the cargo bay heads to the TL deciding to stop off for some food on the way to the science lab:: Mitar Precip -> I appreciate your.....desire to have me in command..but I think you ought to Give Commander McFly....err Matt his chance. Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::stops pacing and notices the group is ready:: Sean Keane -> Yo, dude! That bet still on? Eva Jaz -> Josh> You look tired man! Admiral Atragon-9 -> Thank you all for coming, let us begin Ian_Syndrx -> ::nods and steps in after her:: Actually yes, I have some samples for sickbay. I think TP handed them to me on her way to the staff meeting... Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: makes a shush sound :: <m> Not in front of them!!! Admiral Atragon-9 -> I will start by stating what we know to be facts Admiral Atragon-9 -> stop me if I'm saying something that is only conjecture Eva Jaz -> Josh&Sean> bet eh ?:: grins :: Kansas Kenickie -> our team works great the way it was Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::pointed look at Josh:: Sean Keane -> ::sarcastically:: I don't know why I look tired. I got all of 20 minutes sleep. Admiral Atragon-9 -> and we will then move from the point of all out facts to what we do noext Cmdr JFarrington -> ::full attention, head in the game::: Keb -> ::keeps us steady on course:: Vilanne -> Sickbay. ::to TL:: Samples, eh? These were more from the cargo bay? Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Sean> What bet, uhlan? Admiral Atragon-9 -> We got into a shooting war with Arcturus McFly -> ::hopes to contribute something instead of remaining redundant:: Mitar Precip -> It did? I in my opinion did not meet my predecessor in ability. Admiral Atragon-9 -> We were sent to destroy their shipyard LtCdrFaldek -> ::Looks back at Ganner:: How long since you even practiced at Tactical? Sean Keane -> ::shrugs and blushes:: Uh...nothing. T'Prise -> :: Giving A9 her full, undivided attention. :: Eva Jaz -> Josh> Pff I can stay up for 3 days ! .. Stop whining :: tries to impress Jai by looking sleepless and manly :: Admiral Atragon-9 -> We arrived and found 5 shipyards LtCdrFaldek -> CPO Ganner> It's been about 9 months... in a simulator... Admiral Atragon-9 -> we did our best and got out with our skins, mostly Eva Jaz -> ::nods:: Nothing .. ok ....::grins :: Ian_Syndrx -> That's my guess, I've been pretty busy overseeing the sensor repairs, I'm not entirely filled in on what the situation is down there Kansas Kenickie -> I think not loosing people and working good is what I like. Admiral Atragon-9 -> We found some wreckage on our ziggy zaggy way out LtCdrFaldek -> Well I'm sure nothing will happen while you're there. ::looks back forward:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::eyeroll:: Kansas Kenickie -> there are a few personal conflicts.. but what department doesn't have that Mitar Precip -> You guys have had your...disagreements....Faldek, Mcfly and yourself amongst eachother...not the best team. ::thinks about not loosing people:: Sad...I do not even know how many in our department were killend in the battle... Eva Jaz -> :: looks at Jai and the boys and tries not to crack up :: Admiral Atragon-9 -> The wreckage and DNA "debris" confirms that it is the Manticore and her crew, destroyed Vilanne -> ::exits the TL and starts down the hallway:: Well, our medical lab will have a lot of confirming to do. The DNA I found ... well, the chiefs want it checked and rechecked. Admiral Atragon-9 -> We also got a strange message from Geroge Melville, who we thought was dead, who told me I was promoted from Captain to Commodore Sean Keane -> Aaanyway....I filed all the reports you asked me to. Ian_Syndrx -> ::nods:: I would expect so, what little I have heard suggests that it may be an exact match, and therefore not cloned Mitar Precip -> Commander...I am very lucky the Admiral didn't court martial me...unless he is sitting on that one. Admiral Atragon-9 -> We are back in Federation space, but the Fed beacons are not using the right secure codes Asteria Jaxa -> ::Exits TL and makes her way down to the main science lab with a hot cup of coffee in hand:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::stands and walks over to the helm:: Cmdr JFarrington -> :: knows he's coming to that last bit::: Vilanne -> Exactly, with only limited discrepancies. ::approaches sickbay's doors:: Eva Jaz -> << Where did you steal the coffee from Jaxa ?! >> Admiral Atragon-9 -> Okay, I think those are the high points, did I miss anything? ::sits:: T'Prise -> :: Still intensely focused on A9, rationally assimilating the facts as he lays them out. :: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::hand raise::: Kansas Kenickie -> I think it is a good sign he didn't! you still have a chance Eva Jaz -> ::nods:: Put them with the back log under Mele's door Asteria Jaxa -> <<hehe ooh i ninja'd it from the med lab>> LtCdrFaldek -> I am having trouble with the current situation we're in. You used to be a science officer, right? Cmdr JFarrington -> Federation chatter is about the Manticore's destruction. Ian_Syndrx -> ::continues to follow vil:: hmm, and nothing to suggest time travel, this is a very strange set of events Vilanne -> :;waves hand to sickbay door, it opens, waits for Ian to enter first:: McFly -> ::would be able to concentrate better had he not have a song stuck in his head:: Sean Keane -> ::turns to look who's coming in:: Eva Jaz -> ::notices Vil and Ian coming in :: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::sees Vil and Ian entering:: Sean Keane -> Looks like work. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::would turn a pencil over in her hands if she had one::: Admiral Atragon-9 -> Right - which is consistent with the wreckage found Mitar Precip -> I....I....really don't think so Commander...we had a ....discussion in the RR that pretty much sealed my departure. I can't go into it now...I don't think it is correct to share what happened...especially with an officer from my department. T'Prise -> :: Looks over at Jami. :: Have the Federation time beacons been checked against our ship's clocks? Ian_Syndrx -> ::enters sickbay:: do you need any help with the analysis? Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::faint smirk at Sean:: ie, uhlan...do na sound so surprised... LtCdrFaldek -> Keb, even though there isn't proper evidence to suggest it, I would bet that we somehow ended up in the past or something, maybe a different timeline. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::TPrise:: They have. Vilanne -> ::ushers Ian into the lab:: Well, with the smattering of nanites in one of the samples, makes you wonder why the differences. Kansas Kenickie -> Don't be a Debbie downer! LtCdrFaldek -> This is what happens when I stand at tactical and have too much time to think. Cmdr JFarrington -> The only discrepancy is the code - nonstandard. Mitar Precip -> ::looks to Kansas:: I need legal counsel...before I can even think of coming back Kansas. Sean Keane -> Not surprised just....well...not surprised. Mitar Precip -> ::stands:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> and that we exist in two places at once Kansas Kenickie -> ::Grumbles:: Turris Morran -> ::in the lab, half asleep in his chair:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::and that:: T'Prise -> I assume everything else is consistent with our findings fromt he debris field? Cmdr JFarrington -> ::slow nod to T'Prise::: Eva Jaz -> ::pokes her head through the lab door :: Anything we can help with Vil ? Mitar Precip -> Kansas..you do not tell the Admiral on the bridge with his bridge crew at battlestations...that he is in error and making a mistake...that's something for behind closed doors. Vilanne -> to Ian> Give me a moment, I want to get some of the best help in here... ::looks at the door:: Actually yes, Could you and Jaiysa come help? T'Prise -> :: Ponders for a moment. :: Very interesting. Kansas Kenickie -> if its needed yes you do! Cmdr JFarrington -> Disconcerting is the word I would choose. Asteria Jaxa -> ::Enters the main science lab and looks around the room relieved to be back in familiar territory notice's Morran in his chair and smiles at him:: Eva Jaz -> ::nods and waves to jai to join her :: Mitar Precip -> I disagreed with his tactics....::chuckles oddly:: A simple Commander telling an Admiral he's wrong. Kansas Kenickie -> I would, I can't let someone make a Boneheaded move Sean Keane -> Right...leave the new guy to filing more reports and doing physicals. I get it. ::sighs:: Mitar Precip -> And I did Kansas...I did. Eva Jaz -> Josh & Sean> You guys behave yourself while we're working! Vilanne -> Nurse nancy> ::watches all the main doctors go into the lab, wonders what's going on:: Kansas Kenickie -> you were right to do it! LtCdrFaldek -> ::sists back in the command chair:: Kansas Kenickie -> isn't that part of the Job! Eva Jaz -> :: gets in the lab and takes a seat by Ian :: So what's the secret? LtCdrFaldek -> ::sits*:: T'Prise -> It is possible that we have encountered some type of phenomenon in which Manticore has entered into a parallel universe. However, we would need evidence to support that conclusion. Vilanne -> Ian, you know Dr's Jaz and t'Tamarak? Admiral Atragon-9 -> <<No, not really, KK>> Mitar Precip -> As an officer....no Mitar Precip -> not like I did. Eva Jaz -> ::nods at Ian :: Turris Morran -> ::hears the door open and sits upright, trying to look busy at his console:: Ian_Syndrx -> Yes, I think I remember you both Cmdr JFarrington -> ::T'Prise:: What evidence would point to that conclusion? Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::exhales, realizng he was holding his breath:: Yes, T'Prise Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::nods curtly at Ian:: Rekkhai. Admiral Atragon-9 -> I'm glad I'm not the only one thinking this Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::having followed Eva in:: Vilanne -> Well, guys... this one's... not straight forward, so I want all of us on it. Ian, do you want to describe your samples? Kansas Kenickie -> ::Sighs:: Sean Keane -> So Josh, you still free tonight? Mitar Precip -> Regardless right or wrong...you cannot just blurt out .....There was a better way and I failed as an officer to do it. Mitar Precip -> ::shakes his head:: Eva Jaz -> Josh> ::nods :: yeah .. Anything I'm in to whatever you have planned! T'Prise -> It would be helpful if someone had experienced the effects of temporal displacement. Asteria Jaxa -> ::suddenly aware of how tired she as she slumps into her chair to input all the data from the debris into the main computer:: Kansas Kenickie -> it sounds to me like you don't want your job back Sovak -> ::To T'Prise::If all other possibilities are disproved, then whatever is left, however improbable, must be a feasable solution. Mitar Precip -> ::stands and walks to the viewport:: But...I DID NOT have it in me. McFly -> <<way to reword that sovak>> Turris Morran -> ::Jaxa:: How did the rest of the investigation go in the cargo bay? Ian_Syndrx -> ::places the samples on the lab table:: I have here several biological sample from the wreckage we found. We're pretty sure it it bits and pieces of the Manticore crew, but we need to be 100% sure about this. We also want to look for evidence of cloning Vilanne -> ::looks at the various petri dishes and other samples, waiting for Ian to describe them for the doctors:: Mitar Precip -> ::turns:: I do want my job back Kansas...the problem is....the magnitude of my mistake has pretty much got me FIRED. Admiral Atragon-9 -> <<shoult out to my boy, Occam>> Cmdr JFarrington -> ::T'Prise:: Elaborate. Vilanne -> ::nods in agreement:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::eyebrows up slightly:: Eva Jaz -> :: raises an eyebrow thinking of all the gossip she heard :: Sean Keane -> Same as usual, I guess. T'Prise -> I concur. If we shifted into a parallel universe, we must discuss the means by which we can return to our own universe. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> <m> So the rumor was...na entirely false. Sovak -> <<Occam probably typed faster than I can>> Cmdr JFarrington -> My question would be, then, how and when did we enter? Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: grins :: I'm defintely in then Vilanne -> Are these some of the samples I already scanned when I was in the cargo bay, or are these new samples? Kansas Kenickie -> then go up there and Kiss his butt LtCdrFaldek -> Helm. Mitar Precip -> I enjoyed being a Tactical officer....far more than basic personnel duties. I do want my job back. Admiral Atragon-9 -> Yes, when dd we enter this "alternative" Ian_Syndrx -> ::shakes his head:: no, in some sense, the captain did indeed die T'Prise -> :: Glances over at Jami. :: Aside from the Captain, yourself, and I, do we have any other crew members aboard who are psi sensitive? Asteria Jaxa -> ::looks up from her console:: About the same found some more organic materials I believe T'Prise or Ian took it up to the med lab but everything is finally sorted and stored but T'Prise didn't tell me much else. Sovak -> Or when? Could something in the battle have caused a shift? Eva Jaz -> :: having not been privy to this info til now :: So the debris where of Manticore?? Ian_Syndrx -> Vil> I can't say for sure, T'Prise handed them to me on the bridge Mitar Precip -> Kiss his butt? ::blinks:: Uh...isn't that grounds for arrest? ::bolianism:: Sean Keane -> I hope they'll let me leave this place tonight. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::blinks, realizing what T'Prise just said::: Keb -> Yessir? ::turns to Faldek:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::then replies:: Not to my knowledge. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::considering a few questions she could ask, mostly ones to which she would have no hope of understanding the scientific aspects of the answers, and then focuses on possible activity instead:: Kansas Kenickie -> ::Makes a Face:: NO! You know what I mean!! Kiss up to him.. try and make it right Vilanne -> ::nods to Ian, then turns to Eva and Jai:: Well, I had a bunch of these to scan in the Cargo Bay. It's necessary that you confirm my findings with Ian, to make sure that they are the same. T'Prise -> I assume we do not have a Medusan aboard? Ian_Syndrx -> Eva> Yes, the fragments could only have come from Manticore Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> We can do analyses down to the cellular level. LtCdrFaldek -> Bring up the sensor scans from OPS, and tell me all you can about the beacon we found. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> And look or any discrepencies. Cmdr JFarrington -> Not to my knowledge. Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::shakes his head 'no' at T'Prise:: Eva Jaz -> :: nods:: Parallel universe ? Mitar Precip -> Turns to Kansas....THis must be a human expression....I dont think the Admiral would want me to kiss him to get my job back...you must mean do whatever he says. Turris Morran -> ::nods:: She certainly is a tight lipped little... ::pauses and looks Asteria over:: You look exhausted. Vilanne -> I don't want you to freak out... there were large tissues of Captain Sovak... but DNA was found of many of the crew, but only one discrepancy was found. Keb -> ::puts the scans onscreen:: You'll want science if you want the full report, Commander. LtCdrFaldek -> Not a full report, just what was fed to Operations. Ian_Syndrx -> Eva> that's my guess, thats the only reasonable explanation Eva Jaz -> Oh and what's that ? Admiral Atragon-9 -> Do we have the computer perform a detailed analysis of our sensor logs to see if we can spot a ... shift? T'Prise -> We will then need to find physical evidence, which will be difficult, given the state of the long range sensors... Kansas Kenickie -> yeah, get on his good side Asteria Jaxa -> ::nods back at Morran:: As do you Eva Jaz -> mmm Just what we needed Sovak -> Logical. LtCdrFaldek -> I remember we didnt sync up with the bouy, right? Eva Jaz -> :: sees where the rumor came from :: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::glance from A9 to T'Prise::: Vilanne -> Well, I found some nanites... but they were only in my DNA samples... so somehow they were contaminated. Other than that, I found no signs of cloning. Mitar Precip -> Kansas...I want to tell you the whole story...what I said to him in the RR what he said to me...but I DO NOT want to spread an idea that the Admiral is making mistakes in battle. So far that one belongs to me. Keb -> ::nods:: Yeah, it wasn't using the current channels. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::then to Kyle, wondering if he has input::: kyle_mele -> ::listening, but offering nothing:: T'Prise -> :: Quiet for a moment. :: Perphaps the condition of our long range sensors are an indication of the shift we would have experienced crossing over into a parallel universe. LtCdrFaldek -> what if we... used some of the old Manticore security codes on file? Kansas Kenickie -> ::Sighs:: I think you need to Man up and try to fix this Vilanne -> So, if you will work with Ian to confirm findings, beyond any reasonable doubt, then we can present the report to Chief Mele. Eva Jaz -> Nanites? Do we think the borgs might be involve? Mitar Precip -> We are still here....I was wrong. We were not...damaged beyond repair.....McFly and Faldek survived in those fighters... Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Nanites...::sudden moment of flashback to the craziness with Vilanne's condition just ater her arrival:: Sean Keane -> ::to Josh:: So what do you think about these runours? Kansas Kenickie -> that part is over, now we need to fix this McFly -> i'm thinking we would have to look a lot farther back Vilanne -> No idea... and we don't understand how we could be dead... and they found parts of the manticore's hull. Right ian? Turris Morran -> Well, pondering the various consequences of temporal paradoxes and parallel universe theories doesn't exactly make for sound sleeping. Keb -> ::checking the logs:: I think they found codes that worked... Mitar Precip -> It's going to have to be after things settle down Commander. The Admiral and yourself are at war...personnel matters can come second. Eva Jaz -> Josh> I don't know they seemed to be coming from pretty reliable sources ya know Mitar Precip -> (well not against eachother....errr...Arcturians) kyle_mele -> 3 Ian_Syndrx -> Yes, it was definitely Manticores hull. Also, I'd like to run scans on the DNA of the living counterparts of any DNA we do find, just to make sure WE are not clones Kansas Kenickie -> ::Makes a face;: fine McFly -> the first noticable discrepency was the amount of shipyards to destroy, we could have crossed over well before we even entered arcturan space Asteria Jaxa -> ::Morran:: That is very true and as for T'Prise im used to vulcan woman not telling me much well not me per say but Tobias was married to a vulcan for over 40 years. LtCdrFaldek -> Keb I want you to cycle through every security code on file. Vilanne -> ::little shocked at Ian's theory:: Wow, never considered that. T'Prise -> :: Looks at the Admiral. :: We can perform an analysis of our sensor log right away, however, I believe that it is possible the long range sensors are not functioning because we shifted universes and their current configuration is incompatiable in this ... Mitar Precip -> Kansas...any idea how many we lost in the battle? T'Prise -> universe. Kansas Kenickie -> I am going to get back to work... kyle_mele -> ::coufh:: Sovak -> I believe we should check the logs for several days. Perhaps as much as a week. ::steeples his hands and looks thoughtful:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::nods:: Get the data into the computer; we'll begin a thorough test sequence. ::glances at Eva:: Sean Keane -> Yeah but still...that's just, I mean it's impossible! Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Do you have a list of those who have been identified thus far? kyle_mele -> ::which is a cough, obviously:: Kansas Kenickie -> no, I haven't had a chance to look over the count Eva Jaz -> :nods:: then we should concentrate our efforts on the analysis and speculate about the "how" later Cmdr JFarrington -> ::listening::: Mitar Precip -> Okay and one more favor I must ask.... Kansas Kenickie -> I kinda don't like to look until I know the dust has settled Eva Jaz -> :: nods in agreement with Jai :: Keb -> ::thinks for a second while setting it up:: Sure that's wise? We are at war. They might be listening in. Kansas Kenickie -> Sure thing.. what do you need? Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> The how is most likely na our concern. ::dryly:: Ian_Syndrx -> I do not have a list, do you Vilanne? Vilanne -> Alright, I'll leave you guys to get on it, this is priority... and results are not to be shared outside of this group and Chief Mele. Ian, you can give the report to your chief. LtCdrFaldek -> use a low band subspace signal. Just try and get a ping back from the bouy. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::slight nod at Vilanne:: Vilanne -> Yes, I will get a PADD with my previous ID's. Admiral Atragon-9 -> Even with LR sensors down, we can still anbalyze the logs before they went, right? Mitar Precip -> I need to speak with McFly....these quarters are his now. Turris Morran -> ::grins:: I imagine that had to of been the most boring 40 years of your symbiont's life. Ian_Syndrx -> Thanks, I'll try to keep the nurses away from the lab... Eva Jaz -> Josh > I don't know Sean .. there's been weird things around here before T'Prise -> Yes, the log files should still be intact. Kansas Kenickie -> ::Smirks:: he has been kinda staying with me, I don't think he cares Mitar Precip -> ::looks at the Security/Tac desk:: He needs that in his quarters...plus...more room. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Nods agreement with T'Prise:: Mitar Precip -> ::grins::: Mitar Precip -> Much more room/ Keb -> ::nods:: All right, I'll try. ::starts a cycle of pinging with old security codes at the nearest beacon:: Vilanne -> ::leaves the lab to search for the information requested:: T'Prise -> :: Glances over at Sovak. :: Do you have a hypothesis as to when the shift occurred? You suggested a long time period for which to study the sensor logs. Admiral Atragon-9 -> Alright, unless anyone has a better idea, Science needs to focus on this task now, begin your analysis (sorry, anbalysis) Sean Keane -> Heh...no kidding. Just imagine I could blame all my mess ups on some other Sean. Kansas Kenickie -> I'll let him know to come see you Eva Jaz -> :: takes her white coat off and places it on the chair :: Let's get to it then Asteria Jaxa -> ::grins back at Morran:: Well tobias wouldn't agree but I would have to side with you on that one. Sovak -> Agreed, Admiral. ::to T'Prise:: I do. Admiral Atragon-9 -> It could be anywhere Mitar Precip -> Thank you. Commander...for your...support. I am not done yet. It's just going to take some time...and McFLy will need your suuport. As well as the Command Staff. Eva Jaz -> Josh> That would be pretty awesome! Admiral Atragon-9 -> maybe there is just one shipyard in our Universe McFly -> i'll look over the tactical logs to see if they might show... anything Kansas Kenickie -> ::heads to the door:: oh he has my support ::winks:: Sovak -> ::stands and folds his hands behind him:: I find myself in unfamiliar territory, bot literally and figuratively. Admiral Atragon-9 -> mabe the Arcturans are tougher fighters - or easier prey T'Prise -> :: Sovak :: I would welcome you thoughts on the matter? Mitar Precip -> Good Day Commander....::door closes:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::stands up suddenly:: My gods! kyle_mele -> ::eyebrow raise Admiral Atragon-9 -> What if we're not at war? Sean Keane -> Oh, or imagine he survived and we could share shifts ::gets a dreamy expression:: Keb -> ::looks up:: We've run through half of them...no response. Mitar Precip -> :::Precip grabs a Padd from his chair and throws it against a far wall:: You idiot Mitar...look what you've done.. LtCdrFaldek -> This doesn't sound promising. Admiral Atragon-9 -> What if the CG is alive and... (q) Melville dead Sovak -> ::addresses the group:: It is not logical, but for some time, I have... ::pauses:: ... "felt" something wrong. Ian_Syndrx -> ::starts working on scanning one of his samples:: McFly -> if that's true then what was the other manticore doing in arcturan space? Eva Jaz -> < Sean PM >> T'Prise -> :: A9 :: I assume you are referring to this existence and not theh one from which we came? Kansas Kenickie -> ::heads down the hall:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Syndrx> ::retrieves a few of the samples he brought and settles herself at another console:: Vilanne -> ::returns with a PADD that has her initial scans and the identified DNA:: Turris Morran -> ::chuckles nervously at the awkward silence that follows:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Sovak:: As have I. Eva Jaz -> :: does the same as Jai with another couple samples : kyle_mele -> ::contemplates:: Mitar Precip -> Oh that...is right...Commander McFly's quarters....::gets a broom and bin:: Keb -> ::shrugs:: I suppose it's worth the try, even if it doesn't bring in any results. After all, it's more information in the stew. Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::to T'Prise:: No, I mean that we are in an alternative now. What if so much of our current mission assumptions are unique to this place where we don't belong? Asteria Jaxa -> ::smiles sweetly at Morran and goes back to inputting the data into the computer while sipping her coffee:: Sovak -> If we can pinpoint the beginning of this "feeling" we may find the cause, or place of our transition. T'Prise -> :: A9 :: It is entirely possible. Vilanne -> I think I'm going to close the lab doors when I go out... people seem to be guessing and gossiping. Eva Jaz -> Josh> You dreaming kid :: grins :: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::pinging through the analysis quickly, looking for any signs of discrepancy:: McFly -> so you're saying in our universe we're not at war? Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::takes the PADD from Vilanne:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::eyes lock on Sovak:: Sean Keane -> Hey, a guy's allowed to dream, right? I mean I dream about other things, too. ::smirks:: Eva Jaz -> :: sorting through the DNA samples deemed to damaged to analyse:: McFly -> ::tries to remember what they were doing before the mission:: Ian_Syndrx -> ::gives himselff a 5 minute crash course in genetics, then sets to work identifying the dead crewmembers:: LtCdrFaldek -> That's what I'm trying to get at... I believe an Earth Philosopher once stated, If you eliminate the impossible whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth. Admiral Atragon-9 -> Sovak, work with Science and... search your feelings. Try to get a nexus Vilanne -> ::exits the lab, and closes the doors, then gives Nurse Nancy the eye for "peeping" into the room:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Vil> You are on this list...::scanning it quickly:: If we are going to test the "live" versions of these people...you will be the easiest to begin with. Mitar Precip -> ::begins the process of packing things up...replicating boxes...and just getting his Bolian stuff out of the way:: Sovak -> ::nods:: I will check my personal logs, as well, for a clue. Admiral Atragon-9 -> Matt, we just don't know Admiral Atragon-9 -> but it's possible Keb -> ::glances back at him:: Wasn't that Sherlock Holmes? LtCdrFaldek -> Have you gotten the last of the codes ran? Vilanne -> <<Magic Edit, hasn't left yet>> ::looks at Jaiysa:: McFly -> that would be an interesting assumption that we've been here a lot longer than realized LtCdrFaldek -> I don't know. I'm not human, I only heard it. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::leans back, deep in thought::: Turris Morran -> ::Jaxa:: So what do you think is the cause of our second Manticore? ::back to looking over the data he's retrieved from the wreckage:: Vilanne -> I suppose. ::extends arm:: Get your sample... vampiress. Keb -> ::looks back to the helm console, reading the output:: THe last one just ran. All negative. McFly -> that does beg the question if the word about the destruction of this manticore was just getting out, wouldn't someone have noticed two of them flying around eventually? LtCdrFaldek -> Ok so if we're not in the past... then where are we? T'Prise -> :: Reflects for a moment. Thinking about what Jami and Sovak are saying. :: I have not noticed any discrepancy in my own equilibrium, but as the two of you are psionically talented, this is a good indication that we did indeed shift universes. Keb -> ::shrugs:: I don't know. Kansas Kenickie -> ::Enters Security:: LtCdrFaldek -> We're obviously not where we need to be. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::glances at Eva/Ian:: Blood should suffice to check the cellular composition for anomalies, I think, unless you disagree? Admiral Atragon-9 -> Or did the destruction of one bring in the other Ian_Syndrx -> ::quickly identifies several intact DNA strands and begins comparing them to the crew records:: Keb -> ::eyes back on Faldek:: Yeah, I know. Do you really not know who Sherlock Holmes is? McFly -> i sense many paradoxes LtCdrFaldek -> Melville is dead, and he called the Admiral a Commodore, and that meant past. Ian_Syndrx -> ::give Jai a "I'm a scientist, not a doctor" look:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> <<oooh, B5 nerd alert - B4 was used to save the univers 1000 years ago, so it was moved back to help out>> LtCdrFaldek -> But it's not the past because the old codes dont work. Asteria Jaxa -> ::Looks suprised Morran would ask her:: I've ran many theories around in my head, Paradox, alternate universe or timeline...but it just feels wrong something doesn't add up what do you think? Cmdr JFarrington -> ::tosses out:: When we approached Maturin station, they had redecorated. Vilanne -> <<LOL B4-5! A8-9>> Cmdr JFarrington -> I thought that... strange. Keb -> ::nods at Faldek, listening but still in slight literary shock:: Mitar Precip -> (I am trying not to call this "Yesterday's Manticore") Eva Jaz -> ::glances Back at Jai :: If the samples are not too degraded .. I have a few Corrupted here LtCdrFaldek -> I will read SHerlock Holmes later. Keb -> It could be an alternate time...or some weird future... Keb -> Or maybe a plot the likes of which we've never said. LtCdrFaldek -> You were science, right? T'Prise -> :: Turns her attention back to A9. :: That type of paradox is entirely possible Admiral. I would advise that we do not intiate contact with others until we have determined when and where we are, in the event we cause further temporal damage. Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::nods to Jami:: anthing is possible Keb -> ::nods:: Yeah, briefly. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::nods, and takes a quick blood sample from Vil's arm:: Hann'yyo. Ian_Syndrx -> ::identifies several crewmember's dna, including his own, gets a very creepy feeling at disecting himself:: Vilanne -> Do you want me to contact the rest of the staff for samples then? Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Vil> Perhaps...it coudln't hurt to have recent samples on hand. LtCdrFaldek -> If we somehow ended up in some sort of parallel universe, there would most likely be duplicates of everyone and everything, right? Admiral Atragon-9 -> Alright, we enforce a strict radio silence, we get Engineering to fix the sensors, we get Science to start analyzing the sensor logs for the past 1-2 weeks Admiral Atragon-9 -> anything else? Cmdr JFarrington -> ::A9:: We search our feelings? Keb -> I dunno. That's one theory. I mean, the problem with science is, until you test a theory, you can't be sure, and there haven't been a whole lot of successful tests with this one. LtCdrFaldek -> I hate science... Mitar Precip -> ::packs and packs and packs...and finds something.....a schematic for a long range phaser rifle...custom ..sniper design.....his own design:: Geesh....I cannot believe I still have this....walks over to the replicator and sets if for recycle:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::sits again, begins scanning the sample taken from Vil:: Keb -> You like things more black and white? LtCdrFaldek -> And even if we did end up in somewhere else... wouldn't SOMEONE have noticed? Admiral Atragon-9 -> ... and we search our feelings for anything... off T'Prise -> :: Turns her attention back to Jami. :: As a counselor, you might be the most effective in gathering that type of qualitative data. Eva Jaz -> ::::logs in her findings :: Too degrated here , except for some mitochondrial DNA from Cmdr Farrington in very minute traces Admiral Atragon-9 -> Alright, meeting adjourned Ian_Syndrx -> ::catalogs each sample of DNA he identifies and takes the sample to a different scanner for a complete genetic profile:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::nod to T'Prise::: McFly -> ::looks deep inside himself; yep, still feels fear, anger hate, everything that leads to the dark side:: Vilanne -> Ok. ::goes to a console; sends a message to Captain Sovak, Cmdr Farrington, Cmdr Precip, LtCmdr Faldek to visit sickbay ASAP and supply a fresh blood sample for tests:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::stand::: Eva Jaz -> ::takes another set of samples :: LtCdrFaldek -> ::sitting in the CC, just confused:: Turris Morran -> Well, I think you've just about covered it. All of the evidence suggests it can't possibly be time travel. You're absolutely right, something just doesn't add up. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> I am finding no immediate signs of discrepancy between Vilanne and the samples taken from the..."other" Manticore. ::slowly, sounding somewhat disturbed:: Keb -> ::shrugs:: Well...-we- noticed. T'Prise -> :: Stands as well. Approaches Jami. :: Commander? Keb -> But it can't have helped that we were under cloak much of the time. LtCdrFaldek -> ::sees the message from Vil:: Ugh... Cmdr JFarrington -> ::turns to T'Prise:: kyle_mele -> ::remains seated for a moment or two, still contemplating:: Ian_Syndrx -> ::stands up from his console:: You had better get me too Vil, I just found some of myself in a sample. Mitar Precip -> ::looks at PADD:: Could of saved a lot of lives...but murder..my judgement at that time...assainate a corrupt CG...now thank goodness it's just tellng Admiral's they are wrong. Vilanne -> Alright, I"m going to leave you guys to get through the samples, when I get fresh blood, I will bring it in. LtCdrFaldek -> Well we can't use intensive full scans without being noticed... Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::faint smile at Vilanne:: Spoken like a true predator. T'Prise -> :: Quietly. :: When you have a moment, if I might speak to you in a professional capacity. Mitar Precip -> ::activates recycle...the PADD disentigrates:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::walks over to Mele:: Don't like the idea that you might be he backup Kyle, huh? Cmdr JFarrington -> Of course. ::curious:: Eva Jaz -> ::chuckles without looking up from her console Vilanne -> ::exits the lab, closes the lab doors, and finally eyes Nurse Nancy peeping over a divider, give her "the look":: Eva Jaz -> :: Keb -> ::notes his displeasure:: What's wrong? I mean, beyond the obvious? Asteria Jaxa -> Maybe T'Prise will be in a sharing mood when she comes back from the meeting and we can shed some more light on it. LtCdrFaldek -> The vampires want blood. Sovak -> ::exits CR to the bridge:: Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: finishes the report he was working on :: Sean > Want some Coffee mate? McFly -> ::with no one to talk to but his inner demons, mcfly stands and exits to the bridge:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::stands seeing Sovak:: Keb -> ::grins:: Oh, that's pretty normal. T'Prise -> :: Looks around to make sure everyone else is leaving. :: Keb -> ::rises for Sovak:: Kansas Kenickie -> ::Starts cleaning weapon::: Ian_Syndrx -> ::grabs a hypobloodsucker and draws some blood from his arm:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::steps back to allow others to pass::: LtCdrFaldek -> Captain. I have a report. Sean Keane -> Get me an iv drip, please. Sovak -> I have the con. Continue radio silence and cloak. We advertise our presence to no one. Mitar Precip -> ::cleans and packs getting the room ready for its new occupant:: Sovak -> Yes, MR Faldek? McFly -> ::sees faldek enjoying the worn flat cusion of the once plush captains chair:: Turris Morran -> ::chuckles:: Time travel is more likely. kyle_mele -> ::grins at Atragon:: I was worried more about Mele, to be honest. Eva Jaz -> Josh> Sure Hypo works ? :: holds up an hypsspray grinning :: Ian_Syndrx -> ::puts a few drops in a dish, and starts a detail comparison between it and the bit of his other self:: LtCdrFaldek -> I had Lt Cdr Mizu run a little test for me, we transmitted, very covertly, old security codes to the bouy, we did not get a response. I do not think we are in the past. Keb -> ::sits back at helm:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::nods and considers:: Interesting Vilanne -> :;looks at Sean Keane, then at Josh, steps wards them wondering what they are doing:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::eyes Ian, looking to see if his comparisons differ from hers:: T'Prise -> :: Jami :: I will make an appointment at a more convienent time, but I would appreciate if you and the Captain focused on the feelings aspect of our orders from the Admiral. I am currently experiencing difficulties that make my efficacy in that area low. kyle_mele -> ::stands:: Cloning a Trill host and symbiont together would be near impossible, so if we are indeed clones.. either the joined Trill onboard are without symbiont or this has been an elaborate, time-consuming project, as it takes months to acclimate a host kyle_mele -> to a symbiont McFly -> ::walks to tactical and makes sure all logs are copied to main security:: Eva Jaz -> Jai & Ian > sending you my data for comparaison :: sends it to the other stations :: Sean Keane -> You're a real hoot, Josh. Ian_Syndrx -> ::focuses on his screen as the details of the analysis pour onto it:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::nods over her shoulder at Eva, absently:: Hann'yyo. Asteria Jaxa -> ::smiles to herself and Morran:: wouldn't you know it the first ship I'm assinged to and look what I get myself into. Admiral Atragon-9 -> Do we have any evidence to support that this is cloning? Admiral Atragon-9 -> We can't clone a ship Sean Keane -> ::totally innocent:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::considers that:: Of course. Since we're staying put for a while I imagine I'll have a lot of time. ::meaning there are many appointment slots open::: Eva Jaz -> Josh> I have my moments :: hands Keane a cup of coffee :: Hurry to drink it before the spotted ones get back Vilanne -> ::to Josh:: I heard that. What are you up to? Ian_Syndrx -> ::sorts all the data into files for each crewmember identified, sets up a script to compare the results within each file:: Mitar Precip -> ::uses a swiffer:: Sean Keane -> ::takes the cup:: Thanks, mate. kyle_mele -> ::shrug:: Cloning, honestly, hadn't entered my mind until this meeting. I'd just assumed it was either an alternate universe or temporal travel. Eva Jaz -> Josh> You're not a spotted one Doc :: smiles at Vil :: I just mean that they get over protective with coffee .. like mama bears and cubs .. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Eva> ::with narrowed eyes:: I am finding na of consequence to differentiate these samples from..."reality." T'Prise -> :: Nods :: I appreciate your time. I will begin my analysis of the sensor logs, if you would care to send me the data from the OPS console. Admiral Atragon-9 -> yes, that makes the most sense... pfft, "sense" what a word McFly -> ::makes his way to secruity:: kyle_mele -> ::hmphs:: Agreed. Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::heading back to the Bridge:: We'll just have to see Eva Jaz -> ::looks up :: Neither am I .. those are definitely not cloned Turris Morran -> ::chuckles:: The Manticore is not for the faint of heart. You're going to get yourself into a lot more trouble if you stay here. Cmdr JFarrington -> Of course. ::leasd the way out::: LtCdrFaldek -> ::kinda stares at Sovak:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> =/\======= PAUSE SIM =======/\= Admiral Atragon-9 -> Okay then - TBS will be one day. The LR sensros will get fixed and we will remain hidden in Fed space Admiral Atragon-9 -> Sovak, Jami - comments? Cmdr JFarrington -> Fascinating. Sovak -> I had an alternately wonderful time. Cmdr JFarrington -> Are we ourselves or are we another ourselves? Eva Jaz -> is a sensros like an abnalysis? Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> I am always myself, hann'yyo. T'Prise -> Perhaps the entire crew is having some sort of identity crisis. Admiral Atragon-9 -> if you can't read A9-ese by now, you'll just have to ask someone else Eva Jaz -> Yeah ... we know .... Kansas Kenickie -> Do you Huggle more here Sovak? McFly -> you know this explains why there's nothing but alternative music being played on the Federation radio network Kansas Kenickie -> ::huggles Sovak:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> Okay, comments/questions? LtCdrFaldek -> ! Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> other than "waht's going on"? ;) Admiral Atragon-9 -> <<ouch, McF>> Admiral Atragon-9 -> Faldek? Sovak -> LOL LtCdrFaldek -> Thanks for putting all your lives in my hands for about 45-50 minutes. Admiral Atragon-9 -> yeah, whose idea was THAT??! Vilanne -> My life may not be my own. ::snickers:: Ian_Syndrx -> maybe that's why the other manticore exploded? Kansas Kenickie -> ::Points at Jami:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::cries:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::hide::

Mission Brief: The Training Ship USS Independence is on routine patrol in the Azarka System. Game Master (GM) - STSF Sorehl Game Master (GM) - Cmdr JFarrington Game Master (GM) - Capt Calestorm Mission Commanding Officer (MCO) - Cmdr JFarrington Mission Executive Officer (MXO) - Images Helm/ Operations Officer (HOPS) - rosetto Chief Security Officer (CSEC) - Sakir Assistant Security Officer (ASEC) - Capt Calestorm Assistant Security Officer (ASEC2) - STSF Sorehl Chief Medical Officer (CMO) - TKAR 100824.txt

I'm with you, DJ! In all my years of simming I've never read anything so comprehensive - without being dull - and so profound.

A strategic omission, maybe? Happy Anniversary, Aegis! And many more - in your present incarnation, of course!

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #622, STARDATE 51008.16 =/\= The Manticore has returned from its successful battle at the Arcturan shipyard and has recovered some debris from a nearby battle site. The debris, which includes parts of the Manticore hull, and even DNA residue of Manticore crew members, has been confirmed as authentic. While it is a mystery to be solved, we are still deep in enemy territory, and still without long range sensors, though shields and weapons are back online. END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #622, STARDATE 51008.16 =/\= Sovak -> =/\= Begin sim =/\= Sovak -> =/\= Begin sim =/\= Sovak -> =/\= Begin sim =/\= LtCdrFaldek -> ::still on the bridge, still at tactical:: Eva Jaz -> :: guess where ? in sickbay :: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::still in sickbay:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::still tired:: Mitar Precip -> ::In Manticore's equivilant to the ten forward lounge looking out into space at the debris field which he thinks...the crew has taken an interest to...:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::er... still on the bridge, again, still at tactical, again... jumped the gun:: Vilanne -> ::just back in sickbay, shooing Josh away with his strangeness, and looking for Mele so she can give her only update, somber faced, of course:: Eva Jaz -> ::getting dangerously low on caffeine but try to resist an other cup :: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::still on the bridge, sitting in the XO chair::: McFly -> ::in main security not sure where to begin:: Garnoopy -> ::taps panel:: Keb -> ::still on bridge also, at helm:: Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: goes to Jai :: Did you hear what people are saying ? T'Prise -> :: Still sorting through the debris in the containment area of cargo bay 2. :: Asteria Jaxa -> ::Is standing at the table with the latest piece of debris on it taking scans beggining to look exhausted:: Sovak -> ACTION: SHORT RANGE SENSORS PICK UP 4 ARCTURIAN SHIPS CLOSING ON THE DEBRIS FIELD. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Na, I did na. Kansas Kenickie -> ::in Security:: Mitar Precip -> Server>Bolian ale...sir. <me>Thank you... Keb -> ::messages Faldek privately on her console: "So, if you died out there, am I a widow?":: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::turns at the sounds of the sensor pings::: Keb -> ::looks up, on alert:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::console beeps:: I've got 4 Acrturan ships closing on us fast. McFly -> ::sits in precips chair; ribs are a little sore so he sits down easy:: Vilanne -> ::frowns at Josh spreading rumors and really worried someone will think she broke orders to be silent:: Keb -> ::bites her lip in frustration:: Eva Jaz -> Josh> <w> Dead folks ... lots of them .. :: chin motion in Vil's direction :: she knows Keb -> <w>Great. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Faldek:: Red alert. Shields up. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::gives Josh a puzzled look:: kyle_mele -> ::exits his office:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::pings Red Alert, up from Yellow:: Cmdr JFarrington -> Keb, check the cloak. kyle_mele -> ::glances around:: Kansas Kenickie -> ::Sighs:: I will walk the decks if you want to be alone to think Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: nods vigourously :: T'Prise -> :: Straightens up, with a quizzical look on her face, cocking her head as if she is contemplating something. :: Asteria Jaxa -> ::Looks up at the sound of the alert:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::glances at Sovak for further orders::: McFly -> i'm not sure what I want, I'm not even sure what to do first Keb -> ::switches views in her console:: Cloak's up. Sovak -> Status of the Cloak? Kansas Kenickie -> ::Looks up at the light:: I will secure all decks Cmdr JFarrington -> ::small sigh of relief::: Vilanne -> ::approaches Mele:: Sir, I gotta talk to you. Kansas Kenickie -> ::gets up and heads out:: McFly -> be careful Sovak -> Move us out of here. Set course for Federation Space. Kansas Kenickie -> always am Garnoopy -> ::listens carefully:: kyle_mele -> ::nods at Vil:: Vilanne -> Can we talk in your office? Mitar Precip -> ::notes the REd Lights illluminate in the lounge:: <host>Retrun to general quarters all.. Kansas Kenickie -> ::starts down the hall:: McFly -> ::to himself:: heck of a time for that blue ball to get grounded McFly -> ::heads to the bridge:: Sovak -> Ease us out of here, Keb. We don't want to give our presence away. kyle_mele -> Of course. Mitar Precip -> ::thinks well...that would be my quarters...stands exits and hurries out the exposed window room of the ten forward lounge:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Where did you hear this? Keb -> ::nods:: Aye, Captain, setting course for Federation Space directly. Moving at 1/2 impulse. Eva Jaz -> :: approaches Jai and Josh:: kyle_mele -> ::re-enters his office:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::has fingers poised over the targetting scanners just in case:: Vilanne -> ::heads into his office, sits, and waits for the door to close before she speaks:: T'Prise -> :: Seemingly unperturbed by the klaxons going off, starts making adjustments to her tricorder. :: Kansas Kenickie -> ::Shoos people to their locations to get the halls clear:: Eva Jaz -> Josh> From Nancy who heard it from Ana who heard it from Arthur who heard it from Dimitra who heard it from the Janitor ...so you know it has to be true Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Faldek:: Weapons hot, but do not lock on. Vilanne -> I did what you asked, Chief... I got down to the cargo bay... they had me do the scanning. Mitar Precip -> ::walks down the corridor in his civies..that long sleeve grey shirt black pants...and a starfleet communicator...:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::choking noise that sounds like bitten off laughter:: Indeed, rekkhai. It must. kyle_mele -> ::nodding:: Eva Jaz -> Jai&Josh> What are you guys going on about ? LtCdrFaldek -> Aye Commander, been that way since we hit red alert. Eva Jaz -> Josh> I know right Asteria Jaxa -> ::T'Prise:: It would seem we've overstayed our welcome hope we have enough debris samples. Cmdr JFarrington -> :::Faldek:: Vilanne -> T'Prise ordered me not to tell anyone but to just give the report verbal on the console and turn it into her for distribution. have you read it yet? Cmdr JFarrington -> Thank you. McFly -> ::with his patented lightning fast speed mcfly arrives on the bridge; walks over to tactical careful not to inturrupt faldek's concentration:: Keb -> ::pushing up on the console control:: Accelerating slowly to full impulse. Sovak -> Tactical, keep an eye on those ships, and warn us at the first indication that they may have discovered us. Mitar Precip -> Crystal>::runs by Precip giving him a brief glance then proceeds to her station:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::is not interrupted, but sees McFly, nods:: LtCdrFaldek -> Aye Captain./ Garnoopy -> ::tappity tap:: McFly -> ::quietly:: what's happening? kyle_mele -> ::nods again:: LtCdrFaldek -> 4 Arcturan ships closing on the debris field. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Eva> Nothing of consequence. McFly -> ::stays silent and nods:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::casts Josh a slight sideways look:: Only gossip. LtCdrFaldek -> We are moving away at one half impulse towards federation space. Eva Jaz -> ::nods :: Jai> He's hitting on you again ? Sovak -> ::See's McFly enter:: Mr McFly, a moment of you time, please. Eva Jaz -> Oh ... gossip ... meh not as fun :: grins :: T'Prise -> :: Looks up at Jaxa for a moment. :: I believe we have enough debris to suffice Ensign. :: Goes back to adjusting her tricorder. :: Vilanne -> Good... so if T'Prise shared it with you, then you know I found DNA from almost all command crew... particularly Captain Sovak. I mean, you couldn't see parts, but the tissues had enough structure to extract exact DNA. I'm frightened. I even found Mitar Precip -> ::enters his quarters and sets everything up in a condition REd Status.....gets his Medkit..and palmlight...and then ....sits and looks out the viewport of his quarters...trying to gauge what is happening:: Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: blushes :: I'm not .... Errr .. whatever .. :: walks away :: McFly -> ::walks down the ramp to sovak:: captain? Vilanne -> some of mine... ::can't shut up now:: it had... nanites mixed in it. It was wierd. Asteria Jaxa -> ::nods at T'Prise and goes back to scanning the lastest piece of debris:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::romulan equivalent of an eyeroll:: Keb -> ::maneuvering the ship carefully away from the debris and the Arcturan ships:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::slips out of her seat to take up position at OPS:::: Vilanne -> There were more minute traces of DNA, once the Sci geeks run it through the lab, they may find... more crew. I mean... the big part said USS Manticore. What's going on! Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Keb:: Pass OPS over, please. ::logging on::: Eva Jaz -> ::yawns :: Ohh I scared him away .. oh well Vilanne -> ::finally takes a breath:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Ie. ::beat:: Hann'yyo. kyle_mele -> ::small chuckle:: Keb -> ::sends Ops back to Jami:: There you go... ::still focused on flying:: Vilanne -> What what? You gotta tell me what it all means, boss. This is killing me, not being able to tell... I can't face anyone out there. T'Prise -> :: Finishes her adjustments and begins to scan the debris again. Eyebrow quirking as the readings begin to fluctuate. :: kyle_mele -> ::headtilt:: Why not? Kansas Kenickie -> ::Checks doors, moves down the hall:: McFly -> ::stands at the captains chair waiting for him to speak:: Cmdr JFarrington -> Receiving OPS. All station report ready. Shields, weapons, short range scanners. No long range available. Garnoopy -> ::hums to himself:: Sovak -> Commander McFly. You are acting chief of Security until further notice. Be sure and fulfill the office with more poise and logic than your predecessor... as you can be replaced, easily. Vilanne -> If I get around my friends... they just kinda get it out of me. I know this is important... especially since I was ordered not to talk. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Garnoopy:: Chief, estimated time for long range repair? Asteria Jaxa -> ::is absently scanning the debris when she notices T'Prise's quirk:: Something strange? Garnoopy -> ::Jami:: Longer than you'd like? LtCdrFaldek -> ::sighs inwardly hearing what Captain Sovak just said to McFly:: McFly -> ::lifts eyebrow at the vulcans quite direct statement:: uh, aye sir Cmdr JFarrington -> ::stops tapping for a moment::: Mitar Precip -> ::looks out the window:: So this is how civilians must feel on those Galaxy class ships when they are at Red alert....different. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::lips purse:: Thank you, Commander Garnoopy. Eva Jaz -> :: nods:: Anytime .. well anytime I'm not bored and getting a kick out of it that is kyle_mele -> Just try to keep it to yourself. This is a security issue. Keb -> ::glancing back at her husband--but only for a moment--knowing that he'll probably be concerned about McFly's command:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::grunts:: Ie...I suppose I can na ask too much of you all at once. Garnoopy -> ::Jami:: It really depends on a series of factors... in all reality it'll be at least a day. They took some serious hits, and they wanted weapons before sensors repaired. LtCdrFaldek -> ::to himself, "So that's why Precip left the Admiral's ready room without his phaser earlier...":: T'Prise -> :: Turns to look at Jaxa. :: These readings seem to be further confirmation that this debris came from the Manticore we are currently aboard. T'Prise -> (Evening, Ian) Sovak -> Very well. We have just identified 4 Arcturina ships closing. We are attempting to escape undetected. Eva Jaz -> << sorry lost but are we at Red Alert? >> Cmdr JFarrington -> <we are at red> Vilanne -> Ok. Maybe I could be given something out of the main area to do.... so I don't have ... you know, close contact. Garnoopy -> << I'm at blue >> Eva Jaz -> << thanks >> McFly -> ::nods:: understood Eva Jaz -> :: finally notices the red alert , being not too alert herself :: I hope this is not round 2 with flappy faces Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::snorts at the nickname:: Asteria Jaxa -> ::sighs:: It seems all the evidence is pointing at that...this piece seems to have some more biologicals on it. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> I imagine if it is, we'll know before too long. Mitar Precip -> Crystal>Must be the Arcturans...::runs in the security...grabbing necesities:: kyle_mele -> ::nodding:: Excellent idea. Eva Jaz -> ::nods:: Jai> remind me to get some sleep .. next week or something Keb -> ::feeling like impulse is far too slow with four ships so nearby:: kyle_mele -> Make it so, find something out of the way. McFly -> ::walks back up the ramp standing behind tactical again; a little taken back having not realized how pissed precip made the higher ups:: Mitar Precip -> Snow> The Captain..he isn't dead! <Crystal> Like Duh???? Cmdr JFarrington -> ::continues her configurations:: So we should probably not expect to have long range before reaching the station? T'Prise -> I am detecting high concentrations of antimatter residue among this debris, which is consistent with the amount of specialized antimatter brought aboard the Manitcore to power the new quantum cannons. Vilanne -> Oh... ::glances around:: I was kinda hoping you would suggest, since we are under red alert and all. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Eva> ::complete, Vulcan-worthy deadpan:: Why sleep? Au have coffee. LtCdrFaldek -> ::turns to McFly:: Would you like Tactical sir? McFly -> ::shakes his head:: you're good Garnoopy -> ::Jami:: Probably not. Kansas Kenickie -> ::walks into Sickbay:: Ian_Syndrx -> ::on the main bridge, continuing to monitor the repair progress of the long range sensor array:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::turns back forward:: Vilanne -> <<I just love how the watercooler never ended! ::giggling::>> Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Garn:: Keep on it; they may be useful before then. Garnoopy -> ::wonders why Precip got kicked out for just pissing off the higher ups just once, as Garn does it daily:: McFly -> ::leans in; saying quietly to faldek:: and please don't call me sir Garnoopy -> ::Jami:: Aye. Mitar Precip -> Crystal>Shutup and get your gear Ensign...or go pass out in Sickbay...don't believe what you hear all the time next time....geesh. kyle_mele -> Oh. McFly -> <<they expected more from him>> LtCdrFaldek -> Ok then, Chief. kyle_mele -> We need the backup medical supplies brought out of.. backup. McFly -> ::clears his throat in irritation:: Garnoopy -> << Like what? Anything? Lol >> Vilanne -> Yeah, grunt work will keep me away from folks... Ok, you got it Chief. Kansas Kenickie -> ::steps back into the hall:: LtCdrFaldek -> McFly, then? Asteria Jaxa -> ::has a gloomy look on her face:: hmm Garnoopy -> ::wondering what the secret to a good long range sensor repair is:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::hard work::: Garnoopy -> ::figures it's probably fine dining and a long walk down the sandy circuit relays:: Keb -> ::turns to the captain:: I've got our course all laid in and can go to warp whenever you feel we're far enough away from those goons. Eva Jaz -> ::narrows eyes slightly :: But it's only Lloann'na coffee kyle_mele -> ::nod:: Vilanne -> ::stands and grabs a PADD of inventory, heads out his door:: Thanks Boss. Keb -> ::remembers to add:: Sir. kyle_mele -> ::stands, allowing her exit before he does so behind her:: McFly -> just address me the way you normally would, this post is probably only temporary anyway so there's no need for me to get used to anything LtCdrFaldek -> I would normally call you McFly, since we carry the same rank. Sovak -> Mr Garnoopy, if we go wo warp, will we be detected? Cmdr JFarrington -> ::aloud, to Garnoopy:: Save that for Risa, Commander. If we ever make it back. McFly -> fine call me mcfly Garnoopy -> ::blinks, looks at Jami, wondering if she's suddenly reading minds:: T'Prise -> :: Transmits yet another report to the bridge, providing further confirmation that the Manticore debris is indeed...the Manticore. :: Keb -> <<afk a couple>> Ian_Syndrx -> ::has the minimal number of sensor arrays interconnected, but has no way to calibrate them yet. could scan in theory, but it wouldn't know the difference between a micro-meteor and a arcturan battle-cruiser:: LtCdrFaldek -> Alright, then have you been briefed on Science teams findings on the debris? Vilanne -> ::burries her face in the PADD while zooming out sickbay's doors and heading down the hall to Backup:: Mitar Precip -> Crystal>::readies her rifle...Notes Ensign Snow seems to have recovered and has left for his station:: Garnoopy -> ::Sovak:: That's a negative. No detection possible here. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::looks a bit startled at the bit of Rihan, and then smirks:: Ie...but enough for you, it seems. Garnoopy -> ::weirded out by Jami:: Garnoopy -> ::eyeing her suspisciously:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::continues working, tweaking things, routing power around nonessential systems as the engineering teams continue their work on the essential parts of the ship::: McFly -> i know they're manticores and there's bio signs from the crew on it, what else? Cmdr JFarrington -> ::totally oblivious that she did not hear him say that aloud::: Sovak -> All right, Commander Mizu, Warp 2. Engage. Eva Jaz -> I never trusted rihan food or beverage enough to consume them in large quantities .. Star only knows what they eat on that eat in that barbaric place [Action] Mitar Precip -> looks out the viewport squinting to see anything. Feeling.....useless? Vilanne -> ::opens the storage room named "Medical backup supplies" and begins filling a cart carefully with those inventoried and shorted items:: Ian_Syndrx -> ::directs the repair crews working on the sensors to focus on replacing the remaining sensor arrays:: Eva Jaz -> ::wonders were Vil ran to :: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::head angles around, the smirk fading; looks at Eva trying to determine if she's making a joke:: T'Prise -> :: Places her tricorder on a table and goes in search of a grav-lift. :: kyle_mele -> ::glances around the department, hmphs:: Eva Jaz -> << wow .. I make nice sentences >> kyle_mele -> ::taps:: +COM+ Mele to Garnoopy. Eva Jaz -> :: smiles slightly :: Garnoopy -> +Mele+ Garnoopy, Imperial Chief of ENgineering, go ahead please. LtCdrFaldek -> It has been confirmed that quantum dating puts the debris to be exact to this Manticores signature, and there is a considerable amount of bio-matter on the debris. It has been suggested that it might be cloned. Asteria Jaxa -> ::Finishes up with the scans on the lastest piece of debris and takes PADD over to computer to input data:: I believe all the debris have been scanned and categorized McFly -> nice McFly -> i hope they were the clones and not us LtCdrFaldek -> However I believe the Science team is still conducting investigations. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::stops working momentarily again, at Garn's comment::: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::short headshake and a sigh::: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::cocks head:: There is only the occasional poisoning, maenek, do na exaggerate. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::isn't actually joking, but her lips quirk all the same:: Ian_Syndrx -> ::sets up an automated program on his console to auto-calibrate each array as it is repaired and then run the interconnect synchronization sequence:: McFly -> to what degree are the arcturans suggested to be involved? LtCdrFaldek -> Unknown, there is some weapons scoring on the debris, however we cannot determine the exact weapons signature. Eva Jaz -> Quite aware ... :: smiles semi crypticaly :: But anyhow I could use a cup of hholaer right now T'Prise -> :: Finds a grav lift. :: Our next task will be to manually sort this debris for proper storage and clean the cargo bay so that the contamination protocols may be lifted. Once that is complete, we can begin a more indepth data analysis from our lab. LtCdrFaldek -> I would surmise it is from a phased or plasma weapon. kyle_mele -> +Garnoopy+ If you have time, might you join me in Sickbay, perchance? Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Ie...I would as well. ::beat, folds arms:: I suppose I should ask where you learned Rihan phrasings. McFly -> and unfortunately that doesn't narrow it down a whole lot Garnoopy -> +Mele+ On my way! Ian_Syndrx -> ::shakes his head at all the cloning talk, is certain that imperfections would have existed if clones were used:: Garnoopy -> ::Stands, walks across the bridge, into the TL, wondering what's up with Mele and how Garn can find himself a palm tree for his quarters:: Eva Jaz -> I picked it up while I was on Ch'Rihan .... 70 years back or so Keb -> ::cruising at Warp 2:: Garnoopy -> << That's fast cruising Keb... find many mates that way? >> Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::smirks:: <m> Trh'ill... Asteria Jaxa -> ::finishes inputting the data into the computer and stacks the PADD's neatly on the console:: I'll start on that right away Keb -> <<not nearly enough>> Garnoopy -> ::entering the TL:: Sickbay LtCdrFaldek -> Negative, if I could get my hands on the scans I could cross check it with the one of my contacts in the Obsidian Order, however I think we're on quiet running. Kansas Kenickie -> ::Wishes there was something/one to shoot... ::: Mitar Precip -> Crystal>takes her station near engineering deck.....but not inside it of course...she knows engineers and their turf thingy:: Vilanne -> ::accurately filling the hover-cart to the brim with everything that sickbay could possibly need:: Sovak -> Increase velocity to Warp 6, Commander Mizu. McFly -> if we get back that might be a good idea to do Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::can think of various reasons why the Jaz symbiont might have been on ch'Rihan at that time; none of them are legal. Surmises she probably won't get an answer if she inquires further:: Your accent is...passable. Garnoopy -> ::steps out of the TL and heads down the hallway to sickbay:: Mitar Precip -> Ensign Snow>::walks by commander Kansas Kenickie on his way to his patrol station he still looks pale white after thinking Sovak was decapitated....happy he wasnt he humms:: Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: pouts because Eva speaks better Romulan than he does :: T'Prise -> :: Starts stacking smaller pieces of debris onto her grav-sled. :: We should cordone off an area of the cargo bay for storage and use biohazard storage containers to maintain containment. Keb -> Aye aye, accelerating to Warp Six, Captain. Garnoopy -> ::steps into sickbay and glances around, noting Vilanne in the corner, decides to say hi to her first:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Sovak:: All systems working within acceptable parameters at warp 6. Long range senosrs still down. Eva Jaz -> :: shrugs :: Fooled much more intelligent pointy ear folsk than you LtCdrFaldek -> Captain, short range sensors are no longer reading the debris field or the Arcturan vessels. Vilanne -> <<Sorry Garn, I'm hiding in the Medical Backup closet>> Garnoopy -> << Is that incase the primary closet fails? >> Cmdr JFarrington -> ::hearing Faldek::: Keb -> ::looking a little less tense now that the arcturans are lightyears behind them:: Vilanne -> <<LOL Sure>> [Action] Mitar Precip -> notes the stars streaking by...the ship appears to feel right... LtCdrFaldek -> Suggest dropping back to yellow alert. Garnoopy -> ::steps into sickbay, heads over to Mele:: Doctor Eva Jaz -> Nurse B> :: notices Garn :: Good Day Commander , can we help you with anything? kyle_mele -> Garn, how do you do? Garnoopy -> ::Nurse B:: I'm fine... Asteria Jaxa -> ::Sets to work cleaning up the work table and organizing the debris for storage:: Garnoopy -> ::Mele:: I think I'm developing psychomentalsomethingorother talents Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> I have na doubt of it. :snorts:: kyle_mele -> You're reading thoughts? Garnoopy -> No no Garnoopy -> I'm projecting thoughts kyle_mele -> ::headtilt:: Garnoopy -> I think that if I think something hard enough.... other people might be able to hear it. Mitar Precip -> (so that's why I did what I did) Eva Jaz -> Nurse B> :: sits back down , noticing Mele is taking care of Garn :: Sovak -> ACTION: MANTICORE CROSSES THE BORDER INTO FEDERATION SPACE. Ian_Syndrx -> ::breathes a sigh of relief:: T'Prise -> :: Pushes the grav-sled over to a container and starts placing the debris inside. :: LtCdrFaldek -> Captain, we are now in Federation space. Ian_Syndrx -> ::after the fact is announced:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Sovak:: Checking Federation beacon. Sovak -> Acknowledged. Maintain cloak. Vilanne -> ::secures the medical backup closet, slowly pushing the hover cart, stacked full of supplies, back into sickbay:: kyle_mele -> Say what? McFly -> ::thinking-- after all that, that seemed a little too easy Garnoopy -> Here, let me show you! Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: walks back up to the group :: Eva> I heard you speaking the beautiful Rihannsu langage .. isn't it just beautiful Garnoopy -> ::sees Vilanne:: Vilanne! Perfect... I need to test something McFly -> <<remember Garn, there is no spoon>> Asteria Jaxa -> Well thats the first piece of good news we've had all day Keb -> ::breathes a happy sigh of relief at the news:: Vilanne -> ::scoots the card into the lab, to start putting things away, fearful of whomever said her name:: Hum? LtCdrFaldek -> <<wondering if thats a poke at Cardassians, too, rather than just The Matrix>> T'Prise -> :: Looks up at Jaxa. :: Pardon me, Ensign? Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::raises eyes to the ceiling:: Elements... Sovak -> In light of our discovery, I think we should remain hidden for a time, until we can gather some more data. Perhaps we can listen in on some subspace communcations? kyle_mele -> ::watches:: Garnoopy -> ::moves over to Vilanne:: Look at me... I want to test something. Eva Jaz -> :: turns around :: Meh .. Not so much .. I can speak much more beautiful languages .. Romulan is pretty , you know, common Vilanne -> ::peers over at Garnoopy from behind the cart:: Garnoopy -> ::stares intently at Vilanne, in a very focused sort of way, that's probably gonna creep anyone out if you're being looked at like that:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::still tapping the panel:: Aye, sir. Accessing subspace communications systems. Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: shrugs :: Well I find it like music to my ears :: smiles at Jai :: Cmdr JFarrington -> Disengaging beacon search. Keb -> ::glances at Jami and then back to her console:: Garnoopy -> ::thinking, "If you can hear me, then jump up and down":: LtCdrFaldek -> Captain, are we staying at Red Alert in Fedration space? Asteria Jaxa -> ::Looks up from the console she's standing at:: That were back in federation space:: Ian_Syndrx -> ::grumbles silently at still being cloaked, wants these sensors fixed:: Sovak -> Yellow alert, Mr Faldek. Vilanne -> ::gets a shiver, at Garnoopy's creepy scrunched up facial expressions:: Did you want something? Cmdr JFarrington -> Captain, it took an inordinate amount of time to access the beacon. LtCdrFaldek -> ::downgrades to Yellow alert status:: Aye. Garnoopy -> ::frowns:: Garnoopy -> ::sighs:: Garnoopy -> Dangit! I thought I was finally becomming a man with superhero talents... Cmdr JFarrington -> ::slight turn:: Perhaps we should report that when we return to base? Kansas Kenickie -> ::Relaxes a little, keeps walking:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Both of you have incredible tact. ::not bothering to get her hackles up at this point:: T'Prise -> :: Still looks perplexed. Goes over to a console to check their position and status. :: LtCdrFaldek -> ::leans to McFly:: Cmdr JFarrington -> Subspace feeds online. Should I put on audio? kyle_mele -> ::chuckles:: LtCdrFaldek -> I get the feeling something is very wrong... Vilanne -> ::rolls her eyes at Garnoopy and goes back into the lab:: Sovak -> ::nods:: make it so. kyle_mele -> How often does this happen? Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: looking clueless :: What did I say .... Cmdr JFarrington -> On audio. Eva Jaz -> Eva> :: rolls eyes :: Garnoopy -> ::looks at Mele:: Only once... just happened on the bridge. But I must have been mistaken. Mitar Precip -> ::ponders as he sees the stars fly by:: Warp speed no long range sensors....err...wait Garnoopy should of fixed those by now:: Eva Jaz -> << hahah I';m taggin myself too .>> Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::smirks:: Never mind, rekkhai, never mind. McFly -> ::whispers to faldek:: i agree, something strange is going on Asteria Jaxa -> ::wondering what T'Prise is doing:: Is something wrong? McFly -> not sure what though T'Prise -> :: Notes that they are back in Federation space, sends a request to OPS to have the subspace beacons checked for date and time verification. :: Eva Jaz -> :: too tired and starts just laughing out loud , belly hurting kinda laugh :: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::makes a note to report the beacon problem::: Sovak -> ACTION: COM CRACKLES TO LIFE AS A MESSAGE IS RELAYED TO FED HQ FROM FORWARD OBSERVERS. kyle_mele -> ::nods slowly:: Commander Farrington? Garnoopy -> ::blinks:: Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: wonders if Eva went bonkers , looks at Jai :: Garnoopy -> ::surprised, looks at Mele:: How did you know? I thought I was thinking something... and she responded to it... Cmdr JFarrington -> ::looks up, hearing Mele say her name, though he is nowhere near the bridge::: Keb -> ::listening to the com:: Vilanne -> ::putting a bunch of things away carefully in the storage areas:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::glances from right to left, long pause, then back to work::: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::matter-of-factly:: Nervous exhaustion. :;beat:: Or insanity. LtCdrFaldek -> ::notices Jami:: Commander? Is everything alright? Sovak -> MESSAGE: ...CONFIRMED DESTRUCTION OF THE ARCTURAN SHIP YARDS. PREVIOUS REPORTS MUST HAVE BEEN FALSE, SIR. MANTICORE MUST HAVE COMPLETED THE MISSION BEFORE SHE WAS DESTROYED. SHE WAS A GOOD.... Keb -> ::eyes wide:: What? Cmdr JFarrington -> ::dead stop::: LtCdrFaldek -> :;raises an eyeidge:: Ian_Syndrx -> ::thinks firmly - "IS a good...":: McFly -> ::listening to com; arms folded, brow furrowed:: Cmdr JFarrington -> Apparently not, Commander Faldek. Asteria Jaxa -> ::Looks up at T'Prise waiting for a response:: Keb -> ::looks over at Faldek, wondering if she -is- a widow in some weird, bizarre way:: Cmdr JFarrington -> Captain, perhaps I should do a beacon search? Cmdr JFarrington -> <Hi, Hilee> Sovak -> ::nods:: Yes, Commander. LtCdrFaldek -> ::looks confused, which doesn't happen too incredibly often:: kyle_mele -> ::nods again:: Obviously, I cannot discuss patient records, but you're not the superhero here. Cmdr JFarrington -> Searching all frequencies. Eva Jaz -> <<{{Hilee}}>> Keb -> Someone's made a mistake. That's got to be it. T'Prise -> :: Looks back at Jaxa. :: I was merely wondering how you ascertained our location, given that there was no shipwide, general announcement of us crossing back over the border. Have you been monitioring our postion? Hilee -> <<Hey,sorry incredibly late>>' Cmdr JFarrington -> ::waiting...and waiting...and waiting:::: Kansas Kenickie -> <<Superhero... are you the Wolverine?!>> Sovak -> Cut the com. Continue to run silent. Garnoopy -> ::Mele:: Wait, are you saying Farrington is able to hear thoughts? Garnoopy -> ::blinks:: She can read thoughts? kyle_mele -> No Keb -> ::thinking, "And for once, it wasn't me.":: Eva Jaz -> ::finally stops laughing:: Sovak -> ::sits back ans steeples his fingers:: Cmdr JFarrington -> Captain, Federation beacon is broadcasting on non-Federation frequencies. kyle_mele -> I'm saying some people are more in tune telepathically than others and she is one of those. Hilee -> <<actually a cross between wolverine and Angel>> Eva Jaz -> :: taps on Josh back :: Thank you kid I needed that Asteria Jaxa -> I was inputting the data into the console when we crossed back over ::Is wondering if she did something wrong:: Garnoopy -> Isn't it like, illegal to listen to other people's thoughts without them knowing? Keb -> ::stealing little glances toward Beran for a bit of assurance that something is normal and right:: Sovak -> Commander. Perhaps we should convene a Senior Staff meeting to discuss all our findings. Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: all insulted :: Kid ? :: puffs and walks away again :: Cmdr JFarrington -> Agreed, Captain. LtCdrFaldek -> ::does not look like everything is normal and right:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> I believe you hurt his feelings, maenek. T'Prise -> :: Nods :: That makes sense, Ensign. Your initial comment was puzzling because I was not keeping track of our current location. Cmdr JFarrington -> Lt Cmdr Faldek, would you confirm beacon is active and is Federation? LtCdrFaldek -> ::however is trying to hide it a little better:: Keb -> ::is definitely not reassured:: kyle_mele -> ::small laugh:: If it were, Betazoids would be a world of trouble, now wouldn't they? LtCdrFaldek -> ::runs the tactical scans:: Eva Jaz -> I'm too tired to apologize ... Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> I do na blame you. Sovak -> Continue repairs, and call the Admiral, and all Senior Staff to the Conference Room in 15 minutes. Asteria Jaxa -> ::sighs in relief:: Cmdr JFarrington -> Aye, Captain. Garnoopy -> True, true.... LtCdrFaldek -> I have located the beacon and it does show a Federation signature. Vilanne -> ::figures she's stalled enough with supplies, since the cart is empty:: Cmdr JFarrington -> +A9, All Senior Staff+ Conference to be convened in the Conference Room in 15 minutes. Eva Jaz -> :: genuine smile directed at Jai :: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Faldek:: Thank.... ::then fully understands what he said::: .... you. Hilee -> <<or the Commodore...which ever is applicaple>> Keb -> ::looks worried:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::looks at Jami, again, due to her pause:: kyle_mele -> ::nod:: Anyway. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::doesn't miss the expression but looks as if she's not sure how to respond to it:: Sovak -> =/\= Pause Sim =/\= Sovak -> =/\= Pause Sim =/\= Sovak -> =/\= Pause Sim =/\= Sovak -> TBS is 15 minutes. Any other Questions or comments? Sovak -> Faldek? LtCdrFaldek -> Should Faldek join the meeting along with McFly, since he's been on the bridge the whole time and knows the situaton in its entirety? Sovak -> That's up to McFly. But I would think he would ask you to join.

Congratulations to Images, veteran of Excal and Aegis, who graduated from the Tuesday Academy! Welcome back, Images!

Game Master (GM) - STSF Sorehl Game Master (GM) - Cmdr JFarrington Mission Commanding Officer (MCO) - STSF Sorehl Mission Executive Officer (MXO) - Images Yeoman - Yeoman Random Perfect Chief Security Officer (CSEC) - Sakura Haruno Assistant Security Officer (ASEC) - TMir Assistant Security Officer (ASEC) - Sakir Chief Science Officer (CSCI) - Eva Jaz Assistant Science Officer (ASCI) - rosetto Chief Engineering Officer (CENG) - Cmdr JFarrington Assistant Engineering Officer (AENG) - Vilanne Chief Medical Officer (CMO) - TKAR Classroom Session: Chain of Command for Away Teams MISSION BRIEFING: The Galaxy-class starship VICTORY has arrived at the Peltan system to observe destructive stellar phenomena which will likely destroy the pre-warp civilization known to exist there. 100817.txt

Charley, a 85-year-old new retiree-greeter at a local super-store, just couldn't seem to get to work on time. Every day he was 5, 10, 15 minutes late. But he was a good worker, really tidy, clean-shaven, sharp minded and a real credit to the company and obviously demonstrating their "Older Person Friendly" policies. One day the boss called him into the office for a talk. "Charley, I have to tell you, I like your work ethic, you do a bang up job, but your being late so often is quite bothersome." "Yes, I know, and I am working on it." ''Well good, you are a team player. That's what I like to hear. It's odd though your coming in late. I know you're retired from the Armed Forces. What did they say if you came in late there?" <scroll down> They said, "Good morning, Admiral. May I get your coffee, Sir?"

The Command Staff is pleased to Present The Meritorious Achievement Award for Exceptional Logs to Vilanne Chalice, Eva Jaz, and Jaiysa t'Tamarak for their joint log, Watercooler: Follow the rumor, rumor, rumor...

Manticore Mission Update for 8.9.2010 While zig-zagging its way towards the Federation border after destroying an Arcturan shipyard, the Manticore came upon the wreckage of a Federation starship. With the cloak back online and holding steady, we have stopped to investigate the wreckage. Remnants of the Federation ship have been beamed aboard and positively identified as that of the USS Manticore. In the words of science officer T’Prise, “The quantum dating indicates that the debris is from the Manticore we are currently aboard. There is no difference between this ship's hull and the debris.” In addition, biological samples found on the debris contain DNA identical to that of several Manticore crew, namely Captain Sovak, Cmdr Farrington, Cmdr Precip, Lt Cmdr Faldek, and Dr. Chalice. In the words of Captain Sovak, “So not only our ship is dead, so are we.” With Commander Precip relieved of duty, Captain Sovak has appointed Lt Cmdr McFly Chief of Security. Main weapon arrays are back online, fully powered and ready for action. Shields are back to nominal levels and should be fully regenerated soon. Manticore will remain near the debris until the mystery is solved or the Arcturans find us and come for revenge. TBS was 1 hour.

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #621, STARDATE 51008.09 =/\= The Manticore destroyed three and damaged two of the Arcturan shipyards we were sent to engage. Manticore was heavily damaged in the attack, but repairs are well underway. We are still without long range sensors, but shields are back online. We are still in Arcturan space and have beamed some items aboard, from a debris field that includes the wreckage of a Federation ship, one USS Manticore! Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::still in sickbay:: Eva Jaz -> :: still in sickbay as well :: T'Prise -> :: Still in the cargo lab, in her EVA suit, studying a piece of debris on the lab table Jaxa setup. :: Vilanne -> ::still in sickbay:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::on the bridge, at Tactical:: Turris Morran -> <<what was TBS?>> Mitar Precip -> ::collecting his personal effects from the security bay under the watchful eyes...of....Security:: Cmdr JFarrington -> <TBS was 2 hours> McFly -> ::mcfly pases back and forth in the nurses lounge in sickbay:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::starting to relax now that most of the criticals are out of danger:: T'Prise -> *cargo lab = cargo bay Eva Jaz -> :: pokes her head in the nurse office :: Commander ? Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::or...y'know...out of danger the other way:: Garnoopy -> ::doing something, somewhere:: Vilanne -> Nurs Nancy> ::getting dizzy with mcFly charging back and forth:: Keb -> ::still driving the ship back towards the border:: Hilee -> ::having successfully ducked the macro assualt ...continuing to finalise the systematic tie in of all systems to the primary systems:: Asteria Jaxa -> ::Is standing by T'Prise in her EVA suit staring at the debris she's holding wondering what happened to "us"" :: Kansas Kenickie -> ::walks over to Precip:: (w) What happen? Turris Morran -> ::inside the cargo bay, clad in his EVA suit:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::looks at Sovak:: Captain, Shields are fully operational. kyle_mele -> ::is doing something important somewhere with someone, undoubtedly:: McFly -> ::keeps pacing while looking at eva:: I'm going crazy in here, i must get out now LtCdrFaldek -> ::makes sure the shields are raised:: Eva Jaz -> Nurse B> :: points Eva :: McFly> I belive she's talking to you unless I got a very unexpected promotion Sovak -> ::Nods to FAldek:: Cmdr JFarrington -> Commander, Mizu, slave OPS to helm. Vilanne -> Nurse Nancy> to B> We never get promos... don't beg on it. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::stands, moving to the XO chair::: Eva Jaz -> :: nods:: Yes , yes, yes .... :: motions for him to follow her :: Let me check you out again see if there's any cahnges Eva Jaz -> *changes Hilee -> +Garn+ Commander main weapons power distribution systems will be back online in approximately twenty minutes,shields are at full... T'Prise -> :: Adjusts the portable scanner, trying to take precise quantum measurements. Yellow lights are softly flashing in the bay, indicating it has been locked down to all nonessential personnel under containment protocols. :: Mitar Precip -> ::Kansas would notice precip is not in uniform..just a grey longsleeve shirt...black pants and a Starfleet communicator:: McFly -> finally ::follows eva out:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::still all business, mulling over the problematic image on the screen::: Kansas Kenickie -> (w) this is stupid! AlexRamirez -> ((Hey everyone, sorry I'm late.)) Cmdr JFarrington -> <Greets, Alex> Garnoopy -> +Hilee+ Understood Kansas Kenickie -> we need you Eva Jaz -> ::points to a biobed :: Sit and *stop* wiggling around! Cmdr JFarrington -> captain, suggest we stay in this area until we have this..::waves at the screen:: Sorted out. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::watching the debate going on in McFly's room:: Mitar Precip -> What's that commander? AlexRamirez -> ::Walks into sickbay and looks around:: Kansas Kenickie -> We need you here.. not sitting on the bench! Eva Jaz -> I had children under 5 more cooperative than you! :: half smiles :: Mitar Precip -> ::his personal effects ammount to not much three PADDs....a holopicture. that is it. Kansas Kenickie -> ::Hands Precip his #1 Boss Mug:: McFly -> ::literally hops on the bed:: i'll sit still if I get a lollipop Cmdr JFarrington -> ::glance to Sovak, who seems deep in thought as well:::: Hilee -> ::working on the final relay junctions for the weapons systems and the coolant systems:: Asteria Jaxa -> ::Looks up out of her own little world as T'Prise adjusts scanner and picks up the PADD and continues to categorize the debris :: Mitar Precip -> The command staff disagrees Commander Kenickie...plus I did pretty much put myself into this position.. Eva Jaz -> ::narrows eyes , falsely annoyed :: Only if you're a really good boy Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::walks over to lean against the doorframe, listening in on McFly; looks somewhat amused at the "lollipop" exchange:: McFly -> ::raises eyebrow:: ...and if I'm not? Eva Jaz -> :: grabs a tricorder from the tray of instruments and start going over McFly's head :: Kansas Kenickie -> so which yahoo is going to boss me around now? Mitar Precip -> ::looks at mug:: hmm...I wonder if this was Roget's I don't recall....owning a mug with this on it. Eva Jaz -> ::modified version of SJS :: I can keep you here for a week ? Turris Morran -> ::gets a closer look at a piece of debris, meaning the glass of his helmet is touching the chunk:: Mitar Precip -> ::smiles as he looks at mug as if a memory flashed by:: McFly -> ::drops head:: damn Eva Jaz -> Josh > ::notices Ramirez :: Can we help you ? Keb -> ::keeping us going at a pretty nice pace:: Sovak -> As long as we can remian undetected, Commander Farrington AlexRamirez -> ::Notices Josh:: Hey, I seem to have a bit of a problem... with my hands. Eva Jaz -> :: runs her fingers around the back of McFly's neck trying to detect any kind of change , moves to the ribs :: Mitar Precip -> I do not know. Commander..::has his items in his hand..where the two security NPCs behind him:: AlexRamirez -> ::Holds up a pair of gloved hands, a bit of blood soaking through them:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::nod:: Commander Mizu, all stop. Cloak up. Hilee -> :;Last relay in place begins a scan of the power distribution circuits in the main phaser control systems:: T'Prise -> :: Finishes her analysis. Makes some notations on her own data padd. Moves on to the next piece. :: Kansas Kenickie -> ::Hisses at the NPC's to back up::: McFly -> ::now that he's not in pain he's enjoying the procedure so much more:: Cmdr JFarrington -> Keep us in close proximity to the debris. Sovak -> It is a mystery that should be solved. McFly -> I'll have to remeber to request you next time I get a physical Kansas Kenickie -> <<Watch the hands Eva ;) >> Vilanne -> ::chin falls off palm, but doesn't hit the console, quickly gets up, as if she was supposed to do that, and almost skips to the coffee machine:: Mitar Precip -> NPC Security>Sorry Mam...the Commander said we should be here. Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: eyes the gloves :: Please take them off we'll take a look Sovak -> +T'PRISE+ Commander, have we any further information on the debris? Keb -> ::putting on the brakes:: Mitar Precip -> NPC Security>Errr....Mr. Precip. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::quirks a glance over her shoulder, notes Vilanne half-falling asleep at the console:: Eva Jaz -> ::rolls eyes and *accidently* pokes his bruised rib in the process :: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::and then Josh dealing with an engineer she doesn't recognize:: McFly -> Ow! Keb -> ::bringing the ship around to a comfortable distance from the debris:: Kansas Kenickie -> no need to step on toes boys Mitar Precip -> I have everything guys...I'll be taking these back to my quarters. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::turning to whoever is at TAC:: Keep a close watch on the area. Kansas Kenickie -> i'm sorry Sir ::Frowns, follows him into the hall:: LtCdrFaldek -> Always, Commander. Not that we'd be able to shoot back right now... ::impish grin:: Keb -> All stopped, Commander. Holding in position. AlexRamirez -> I tore 'em up in the Jeffery's tubes off of deck 1. They don't look pretty. ::Grimaces as he peels his work gloves off his hands, revealing very lacerated palms, blood oozing from them:: Hurts worse than it looks. Vilanne -> ::pours, drinks the entire cup without condiments, and pours another:: Eva Jaz -> :: falsely apologetivc :: Sorry .. I guess the rib is definitely cracked ... Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::sighs, deciding to head Josh off; they're all running on little sleep and she isn't *quite* sure she trusts him:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::walks over:: Turris Morran -> Well, there are signs of hull weakening, explosive decompression and some evidence of internal explosions. But there's nothing to indicate attack. No phaser or disrupter burns, anyway. ::moves on to another piece, examining it closely:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Keb:: Good. Good. ::taps the chair nervously::: McFly -> ::eyes her:: yeah I guess it is Garnoopy -> ::goingover reports:: Eva Jaz -> Josh > They need to issue you better protection down there ... ::picks up tricorder :: Garnoopy -> ::at his engineering station on the bridge:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Ramirez> Jolan tru, rekkhai. What is...::sees his hands:: Ah. Have a seat. T'Prise -> + Sovak + :: Responds to the comm in her ear. :: Captain, the quantum dating indicates that the debris is from the Manticore we are currently aboard. There is no difference between this ship's hull and the debris. Vilanne -> ::goes to find Mele, requests a 10 minute break to trapse around the ship and wake herself up:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::Still thinking shields and weapons should have been first on the repair list:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::to Josh:: I'll handle this. See to the patient on biobed four. Eva Jaz -> :: smug half smile , pulls down McFly's shirt :: Feeling dizzy? Asteria Jaxa -> ::Finishes with the debris on the table and moves to the next pile:: So we weren't under attack? Cmdr JFarrington -> ::hearing T'Prise, continues to stare at the viewscreen::: Hilee -> ::Going over the final check list on the weapons systems prior to any attempt to power them up:: AlexRamirez -> ::Nods head at Jaiysa:: Jolan tru. Where do you want me, doctor? Eva Jaz -> Josh> ::sees Jai , smiles like an idiot :: Ok .... Ramirez> You're in *really* good hands Mitar Precip -> I brought this upon myself commander....::says that as KS walks near:: I best not say anything else about what was discussed in the RR. AlexRamirez -> ::looks back to josh:: I hope so, my hands aren't doing quite well. ::chuckles:: Turris Morran -> ::Jaxa:: Well, I didn't say we weren't. Perhaps some non-conventional weapon did the damage. ::shrugs:: Vilanne -> ::gets permission, but pauses to watch Alex and Jaiysa for a moment:: Kansas Kenickie -> I know you will be back where you belong soon McFly -> not currently, but if I do I'll be sure to get back here as quickly as possible Eva Jaz -> ::shines a little light in McFly's eyes one by one :: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::raises an eyebrow at the returned Rihan greeting, notes the brow ridge and the ears and snorts a little dismissively; gestures towards the nearest empty bed (which is in short supply at the moment:: Here will do. Kansas Kenickie -> ::turns and starts down the hall, annoyed and pissed off:: McFly -> ::squints with a light being shoved in his face:: Eva Jaz -> Vision clear ? :: turns off the pen light :: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> You were lucky...a short regeneration should be all you require, though I will check for infection. McFly -> ::rubs his eyes:: it was Hilee -> ::Along with McAfee...and a few of the forward fire control officers begin checks and simulations on the main weapons systems:: Mitar Precip -> ::turns to KS as he stands by a TL:: That depends on trust...faith..and a lot of strings. Listen when they announce who is taking my place..can you let me know? Keb -> ::glances at T'Prise:: Are you sure the equipment's working right? That just doesn't make sense. AlexRamirez -> ::Sits down on the bed she gestures to:: Thanks doc, though I sure don't feel lucky though, stings like hell. Vilanne -> ::doesn't leave just yet, standing near the nurses station, watching Jaiysa with the other romulan man, wondering... just wondering:: Asteria Jaxa -> ::Looks up at Morran:: intresting Kansas Kenickie -> Computer, locate McFly kyle_mele -> ::exits the office all dramatic like and such:: Sovak -> <<test>> Vilanne -> ::perks up, seeing Mele exit his office, waiting for any orders:: LtCdrFaldek -> <<pass>> Hilee -> <<test good>>\ Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::gives him a somewhat sardonic look:: I advise you to look around, and then make that assertion again. Sovak -> <<Sorry big lag>> Mitar Precip -> ::bolian swears:: I've been thinking so much about myself and what happened...I forgot to see how he was..... T'Prise -> :: Looks over at Morran. :: I am reading many indications of weapons damage on this debris. May I see your findings. Cmdr JFarrington -> <same here> Kansas Kenickie -> ::Looks at Precip:: yeah I will... and if it is Faldek I will kill him McFly -> computer>> Lt Commander McFly is located in sickbay Mitar Precip -> No you wont. Sovak -> +T'Prise+ Have we sent any of the debris to Medical for analasys if DNA found on it? Eva Jaz -> ::puts down the tricorder :: Kansas Kenickie -> well.. I am sure I can make it look like an accident Mitar Precip -> Be smart Kansas..::enters lift as it arrives:: Kansas Kenickie -> ::Winks:: Turris Morran -> ::notes the tone of Jaxa's voice:: I'm sure there's nothing to fear. The nature of time travel is not fully understood. Perhaps by merely knowing that the ship is destroyed will prevent it. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::glances around at the injured still lining most of the beds, and then picks up a medical tric and a dermal regenerator and begins scanning his hands:: Mitar Precip -> ::sighs as the door closes:: AlexRamirez -> ::Looks around at the state of sickbay:: Yeah, I see what you mean, doctor. I'd ask if you needed any assistance, but I don't know what use I can be to you in this state right now. Maybe after you patch me up I can find some way to return the favor. McFly -> so, can I leave or... ::raises eyebrow:: do you want to keep me overnight for observation? Kansas Kenickie -> I will try Cmdr JFarrington -> ::forward lean, half turn to Faldek:: Commander... what could cause damage such as this? ::wave at the screen::: Eva Jaz -> :;takes her sweet time . filling up the chart to make up for all the counter indicated wiggling McFly did :: T'Prise -> + Sovak + Captain, it is more adviseable to send medical personnel to the cargo bay to maintain containment protocols. Turris Morran -> Many indicat... ::trails off and turns to T'Prise:: Of course, Commander. ::hands her his PADD:: Eva Jaz -> ::raises a finger , still making notes :: Eva Jaz -> *taking Hilee -> McAfee> Lt. finish up here...last sim and checks look good ,I'll be in Meng bringing the system interface back online...inform me as soon as you are ready here. Kansas Kenickie -> ::turns and heads towards sickbay:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::shakes head:: Hann'yyo. Most of our immediate engineering problems have been fixed, at this point...though I'm sure you will be kept busy with the cleanup. Eva Jaz -> ::finally looks up :: Asteria Jaxa -> ::Relaxes a bit:: I sure hope your right, T'Prise these have been catalogued as well as the others. Sovak -> +T'Prise+ ACkowledged. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::begins running the regenerator, sealing the tears in his skin:: Mitar Precip -> ::rides TL..and realizes just how many areas of the ship he can no longer access...:: Sovak -> +SICKBAY+ Sovak to Sick Bay. Eva Jaz -> You are cleared for duty .. I repeat *light* duty! T'Prise -> :: Takes the data padd from Morran and reviews it. :: LtCdrFaldek -> ::looks at Farrington:: Any number of things, anti-matter explosion, warp core breach, plus I have no idea what they have found on the debris as far as weapons scoring... Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> It is an unfortunate truth, at the moment, rekkhai, that your greatest contribution in sickbay would be to heal quickly and release the bed. ::lips twitch dryly:: Vilanne -> ::looks to see if Mele is busy:: +Sovak+ Sickbay here. McFly -> yeah yeah, everything but bat' leth battles Eva Jaz -> Your ribs and neck will be sore for sometime , Please report back in 2 days so I can do a follow up AlexRamirez -> That's how this happened. ::shrugs and watches his skin start to not be as damaged as it was before. :: I'll be happy to vavate your bed as soon as I can use my hands, without bleeding over everything. kyle_mele -> ::reaches up to tap, but notes Vil beating him out:: McFly -> if that is your wish Cmdr JFarrington -> ::sudden stand to move towards an aux console:: Well, it sure looks like weapons to me. But I'd like to know what science has found so far. T'Prise -> :: Pauses to look up at Jaxa. :: Very good ensign, please run your findings through the analysis matrix in the main computer. Hilee -> :;in a lift heading back to engineering...going over his PADD and check list:: Vilanne -> ::moves hear Mele, so he can clearly hear anything the Captain has to say:: AlexRamirez -> ::He chuckles quietly to himself, thinking to how much blood he probably left in the jeffery's tubes.:: Kansas Kenickie -> ::Quickens her pace:: LtCdrFaldek -> You find out what they know and I can put my demolitions expertise to use... McFly -> ::slides off the bed:: so, where's my lollipop T'Prise -> :: Goes back to reviewing Morran's notes, then begins to compare them with her own. :: McFly -> and i want cherry Mitar Precip -> Wow..::to himself:: so much for shortcuts...::exits lift and returns to quarters...now a "guest" on Manticore:: Well I shall be a polite guest..::whispers to himself as he enters his quarters:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::magnifies an area of the hull:: Look. There. ::waits for Faldek to see the indicated area::: Garnoopy -> ::tappity tap:: Eva Jaz -> ::palms up :: Just like I tell every patient .. you know what you can and cannot do .. and if you insits on doing what you should not , well you'' aggravate your condition and I will have to take you off duty again LtCdrFaldek -> ::looks:: Hrmmm Cmdr JFarrington -> Those burn marks... look awfully like weapons, don't they? Vilanne -> To Mele> Perhaps they only want to talk to you, sir. LtCdrFaldek -> Yes. Eva Jaz -> :: nods and approaches the replicator to ask for a cherry lollypop :: Cmdr JFarrington -> <Hey, Ian. You made it!> McFly -> so forceful... i like it Ian_Syndrx -> <yup> Hilee -> <,wb cap>> kyle_mele -> ::chuckles, nods:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::nods:: You should suffer no loss of motor functions. If you have any problems...contact one of us at once, but I don't anticipate it. There's no deep muscle damage. ::doing a clean regeneration, looking somewhat satisfied with the work:: Keb -> ::looking at the screen with interest:: Asteria Jaxa -> Right away ::Takes her PADD and head to the computer to begin inputting data into matrix:: Vilanne -> <<Sovak, wb... mele and Chalice are listening for you:: Vilanne -> >> kyle_mele -> ::taps:: +Sovak+ Mele here, go ahead Captain. Eva Jaz -> ::chuckles and bring Mcfly back his lollypop :: Cmdr JFarrington -> Keb, can you bring us around to the other side for a good view of that large piece? Sovak -> +VILLANE+ I need someone with Medical tricorders to the Cargo Bay to analyze DNA matter on the debris. T'Prise -> :: Turns to look at Morran. :: Lieutenant, these readings appear to be from weapons fire. We will need to determine the exact type of weapon, but I would postulate that weapson were the cause of damage to this Manticore. Hilee -> ::entering eng. grabs his mug and heads for the main console...signs on:: McFly -> ::grabs the lollipop and starts sucking:: thanks doc, i'll be sure to recommend you Keb -> ::nods:: Yes, ma'am, I'll get us over there. Vilanne -> ::looks at mele:: That would give me time to stretch my legs, if you don't mind sir? Keb -> ::fingers engaged on the console, moving slowly around the largest pieces:: Eva Jaz -> :: makes a hand gesture :: Yes yes , get out now :: grins :: LtCdrFaldek -> It appears to be an energy weapons signature, either phased or plasma, I cannot be sure without scans from science. Mitar Precip -> ::Mitar in his quarters looks out the viewport at the debris field Manticore parked nearby:: (w)I wonder who you were? Godspeed to your crew. T'Prise -> :: continues :: The Captain is also sending someone from medical to analyze the DNA and biological matter. Eva Jaz -> And Don't forget , back in 2 days! AlexRamirez -> ::Very impressed with how his hands look like they were never shredded:: hann'yyo, Doctor. I appreciate the assistance. Give me a call if anything needs any more repairs up here. I'll evacuate your bed for someone else now. ::Hops to his feet happily:: kyle_mele -> ::nods to Vil:: +Sovak+ I'll send someone right again, Sir. Ian_Syndrx -> ::continues to repair the sensors. Has reports from repair crews that the minimal number of sensor arrays have been restored. Ian now works on getting the control circuits to function:: Hilee -> ::Notes a text message from McAfee...forward fire control reads ready for reintergration into the main grid:: Turris Morran -> Right, of course. ::snatches back his PADD and reads back over the data, mumbling something about Vulcans and contradictions:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::nods:: That's good, Keb. Zoom in on that one area just below the NCC 58... McFly -> ::nears the door his presence signaling it to open:: got it Vilanne -> Thanks boss. ::heads to storage, pulls out 4 fully charged medical tricorders and exits Sickbya:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::stops short,realizing what she's saying::: Keb -> ::holding steady at the new position:: Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: makes a face, hearing Ramirez talk to Jayisa about beds :: McFly -> ::walks out and heads down the hall:: Hilee -> ::tapps away:: Kansas Kenickie -> Matt! ::Runs down the hall now towards him:: Eva Jaz -> :: shakes her head :: like children ... all of them :: smiles to herself :: T'Prise -> :: Morran :: Please work with whomever is sent. Ensign Jaxa and I will work on determining the type of weapon used. McFly -> ::sees KK running down:: hey babe, what's happened those few hours i was in captivity? AlexRamirez -> If you will excuse me, doctor. No doubt more repairs are needed. ::Bows slightly and heads for the door.:: Hilee -> ::And...brings the ships main weapon arrays back online and reintergrated:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Ie. Jolan tru. ::curt nod to him:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::leaning on the console, her gaze drops from the screen for a moment::: Kansas Kenickie -> ::jumps into his arms and kisses him:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::turns finding Josh still standing only a few feet away, close enough to eavesdrop:: Vilanne -> ::walks through the cooridor and heads into the TL:: Cargo Bay Asteria Jaxa -> ::Is finishing up inputting data into the computer:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::gives him a pointed look:: Biobed 4? Mitar Precip -> ::turns his glance to his mirror in his quarters...looking at himself..:: Mitar.. Mitar what have you done. You really blew it this time... Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: approaches Jai :: You did an impressive job there , I like the ... finesse .. which with you execute even the most menial tasks Sovak -> ::Watching Jami, wondering what she is looking for:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::checks his console as it beepbeepbeeps:: LtCdrFaldek -> Captain, weapons are back online. AlexRamirez -> Jolan tru, Doctor. ::Exits sickbay and heads to main engineering.:: McFly -> ::makes sure he holds on to her but winces as his bruised body is squeezed:: Hilee -> ::monitoring the systems and conversing with the weapons officer...:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::slow frown, but perks up at the weapons announcement::: McFly -> I missed you too Ian_Syndrx -> ::finishes wiring the new isolinear control circuitry, powers it up and accesses the control program:: Vilanne -> ::exits TL and makes way to Cargo Bay, looking for folks down there:: Sovak -> ::to Faldek:: Very good. Garnoopy -> ::tappity tap:: Turris Morran -> ::Nods, moving over to his own little space away from the Vulcan and Trill to go about his work:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::then, catching Sovak's gaze:: Captain, does it seem to you that the colors are wrong on that piece of hull? Eva Jaz -> <<afk>> AlexRamirez -> ::After a short trip in the TL, he enters main engineering and looks for Hilee:: Cmdr JFarrington -> I mean, besides the scoring and damage. LtCdrFaldek -> Recommend keeping weapons fully powered and ready. Keb -> ::feeling faintly creeped out at seeing something so very Manticore-esque in bits:: Hilee -> ::Satisfied with the systems check...+Garn+ Main weapons array back online Commander Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::slow blink at Josh:: Ah. Hann'yyo. ::wondering what universe he was listening in on:: Kansas Kenickie -> ::drops down:: you had me nervous for a while out there Garnoopy -> +Hilee+ Rog. Vilanne -> ::puts on an EV suit at the door, and comes in:: You whoo... anyone home? Keb -> ::still quite convinced it isn't the real thing:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::nods affirmative to Faldek::: Sovak -> The colors? I hadn't noti... Interesting. LtCdrFaldek -> ::keeps weapons fully charged:: Asteria Jaxa -> ::Looks up as Vilanne come into the bay:: Turris Morran -> ::motions for Vil to come in over his head:: Yes, yes. Get on with it. T'Prise -> :: Looks up as Vil passes through the containment shields and the doors close behind her. :: Dr. Chalice, please work with Lieutenant Morran, he can brief you. AlexRamirez -> ::Finds him and walks over.:: Sir. Reporting for duty, now that my hands aren't looking like ground hamburger meat. ::He grins.:: Vilanne -> ::walks over to Asteria and Turris, with 4 medical tricorders in hand... looks like she brought just enough:: Hilee -> ::sigs taking a breath for a moment ...motions alex over:: Kansas Kenickie -> (w) we got problems in our area, Precip was canned McFly -> i had myself nervous ::grabs her and kisses her again:: ...it's damn sure good to be back Vilanne -> ::nods to T'Prise:: Of course. Sovak -> Logically, it has to be something other than our own ship... but all evidence shows, so far, that it IS our ship. Hilee -> Alex> Excellent...the docs do work wonders eh?? T'Prise -> :: Turns back to Jaxa. :: Ensign, if you could assist me. :: Bends down next to a large piece of debris and lifts one side. McFly -> really? T'Prise -> :: Eva Jaz -> << back>> Vilanne -> ::goes to Moran:: So, do you need a doctor to read the results? Cmdr JFarrington -> Yes. But... there's something else I can't quite put my finger on. Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: stands there smiling :: Ian_Syndrx -> ::begins the synchronization process. The control program begins to systematically connect the individual arrays, coordinating scan timing and calibrating the data streams:: Kansas Kenickie -> ::holds on tight:: yeah... this is gunna suck without Big Blue McFly -> ::licks his lollipop in slight shock:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::headshake:: anything new from science? Eva Jaz -> :: files the PADD concerning McFly :: Asteria Jaxa -> Of course ::Puts down the PADD and moves to the oppisite side of debris:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::repeats, pointedly:: Biobed 4? McFly -> so who's in charge? Cmdr JFarrington -> ::straightens up to pop her back:: Turris Morran -> ::mumbles:: Brief you, she says. Your results are wrong, she says. ::starts as Vilanne appears beside him:: Well, if the Commander says I do, then it must be so. Kansas Kenickie -> Don't know! AlexRamirez -> Yeah, Doctor Jaiysa patched my hands up like a charm. T'Prise -> :: Straightens up, lifting one side of the debris and moving towards the lab table. :: Vilanne -> ::raises an eyebrow and keeps a small space away from Morran:: So, what did you need me to do? Sovak -> I am waiting to hear from Medical on DNA analysis. Science report Quantum dating of debris to be precisely the age of our own hull. McFly -> interesting ::he says as he rolls the lollipop over his tongue:: AlexRamirez -> So, How's repairs going, Lt. Commander? Asteria Jaxa -> ::Follows suite and moves towards the lab table:: Eva Jaz -> :: pours herslef a coffee wondering what's going on with the science folks :: Cmdr JFarrington -> +Science+ Commander Farrington to T'Prise. Hilee -> Alex> Excellent work by the way...that being said on the armor regenerating ,our present condition being what it is....lets refrain on overtly straining any systems,if it takes a few more minutes to get something online...lets do that ..::smiles::. Sovak -> <<Garn, you on the bridge?>> T'Prise -> :: Places her end on the table before answering the comm. :: + Jami + T'Prise here Commander. AlexRamirez -> Hilee> Did you get my memo on the shield pulse idea? Kansas Kenickie -> ::Sighs:: I hate change Eva Jaz -> Josh>:: shakes his head finally hearing her :: Uh? Biobed 4 ? oh ,minor concussion I'll keep under observation for the next 6 hrs Cmdr JFarrington -> +T'Prise+ What progress are you making on the DNA run? Ian_Syndrx -> ::monitors the progress of the synchronization, tweaking a few setting and keeping the circuit from overloading again:: Turris Morran -> Well, I have a few samples over there ::points at some petri dishes:: Amino acids, lipids, carbohydrates. Certainly biological. Vilanne -> ::glances at the others, trying to be proactive here and just figure it out herself:: Did you need me to run the medical tricorder over something? McFly -> I should probably go talk to him Asteria Jaxa -> ::Quickly pushes her end onto the table and listens to T'Prises response:: Vilanne -> Ahhh, cure. ::moves right to the dishes:: I see.. ::begins to scan. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::nods slowly:: Alright. Where do we stand elsewhere; any further criticals arrived? Vilanne -> ::turns up nose, and squints:: Why do you have Sovak's DNA all over here? Hilee -> Alex> I did indeed...it does show merit,however right now...think and keep in mind our condition...we do not need to over tax any of our main systems if we can avoid it T'Prise -> :: Indicates to Jaxa to begin scanning the piece with the portable unit. :: + Jami + Lieutenant Morran and Dr. Chalice are examining the specimens now. I will dispatch their report when it is completed. Mitar Precip -> ::places his data files...mainly home pictures...and friends aboard in his cabinet:: Hmm...now..I wonder if I need to tip the holocafe chef. Never did....now I think ..hmm...so many things to think off and not to. Cmdr JFarrington -> +T'Prise+ Thank you. Turris Morran -> Sovak's DNA? Of course, why didn't I see that? Such a fool I am. What in the bloody hell do you mean "Sovak's DNA"? Vilanne -> Wait... Precip... Faldek... Farrington... and me? What in the world! how did you get all our DNA? Cmdr JFarrington -> ::bracing a hand on either side of the console, looking down, thinking::: Vilanne -> Are you guys playing tricks on me? AlexRamirez -> Hilee> Well, sir, I did also include a less taxing option, it won't fix the shields as quickly, but it's not taxing on the deflector array or the shields. Asteria Jaxa -> ::Nods and picks up the unit to begin scanning the piece of debris:: Garnoopy -> ::tappity tap:: Garnoopy -> ::listening to conversations:: Kansas Kenickie -> I think he wants to be alone... he was pretty down when he packed his stuff up Eva Jaz -> ::downs a cup :: T'Prise -> :: Joins Morran and Chalice. :: The bridge is requesting a status report. Vilanne -> Tons of Sovak's... what did you do, a biopsy? Sovak -> ::turns to the rear of the bridge:: Mr Garnoopy. How reliable is the cloak? I wish to remain in the area as long as we can to study this. Kansas Kenickie -> What were you in sickbay for? AlexRamirez -> Hilee> In fact, the 50kW pulse, if we were to implement it about an hour between each instance, should speed up our shield's regneration to full by at least 4 hours. Eva Jaz -> Josh> Jai> Sooo that engineer ... I noticed the ears .. One of your people ? Vilanne -> ::glances at T'Prise:: Is this a joke? Come on, the jig is up. Hilee -> Alex> Simply put...We still need to put in a a starbase, the less taxing alternative looks good, I hope we do not need to test it anytime soon however:;sips his coffee:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::with a little puff of exasperation, she leaves the console to stand near Keb:: McFly -> ::finds precips room on the hall panel:: he probably does but I should still talk to him about what's happening Garnoopy -> ::looks over at Sovak:: She's running just fine from my standpoint.... I'd say you're good for as long as you need. Turris Morran -> ::looks taken aback a moment, taking on a defensive posture:: I did no such thing. I scraped those samples off that bit of rubble. ::points:: McFly -> uh, I got thrown against a bulk head earlier AlexRamirez -> Alex> I will note that I would not reccomend this during a firefight, however. The shield emitters probably shouldn't be taxed while deflecting phasers. LtCdrFaldek -> ::doesn't even know what happened with Precip, only noticed that he wasn't wearing a phaser when he left the RR:: T'Prise -> :: Looks at Dr. Chalice for a moment, then turns to Morran. :: Are you saying you have positively identified the DNA on this debris? Vilanne -> Is the Captain hurt? I mean, the DNA is... as if he was violently torn to shreds... what happened? Did he get sent to sickbay? Asteria Jaxa -> ::can't help but over hear Vilanne's reaction to the scan and wonders how much the rest of the crew knows:: Keb -> ::looking up at the rubble still:: Kansas Kenickie -> you all right? Sovak -> ::nods to Garnoopy:: Acknowledged. Keb -> ::thinking "There's no bloody way that's us.:: AlexRamirez -> Alex> Yeah, if we had starbase utilities at our disposal, our shields would be full in a matter of an hour or two, instead of this very slow buildup. McFly -> i'll survive, got a lollipop though to make it all better Ian_Syndrx -> ::gets the arrays and the control program talking, then initiates the pre-scan calibration sequence, still monitoring for feedback in the control circuit:: T'Prise -> :: Continues calmly. :: So we also have duplicate crew members as well as a duplicate ship? Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::as he changes the subject; sighs:: Na. He is a lloann'na, with a strain of Rihan blood in his veins. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Keb:: I'm thinkingteh same thing, Keb. But it's our ship. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::Has seen Ramirez's medical file; knows something of his history:: Vilanne -> ::shows readings to T'Prise:: I'm saying... even MY DNA is in here. I have not been hurt. I don't understand. Kansas Kenickie -> I'm sure I can make it all better ::Smiles:: Cmdr JFarrington -> <sovakitis strikes again> AlexRamirez -> <<hilee*, not alex>> Mitar Precip -> ::walks over to the viewport...and stares out into space...letting his thoughts drift:: Keb -> ::looks up at Jami, wondering again if she's losing her mind since she's sure she didn't say it out loud:: Yeah, but it just can't be. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::not realizing Keb did not say that aloud:: If it's not the Manticore, what is it? Sovak -> <<I'm EVERYwhere, I'm EVERYwhere! Mwah ha ha >> Vilanne -> ::shows the others:: Not as much for me, or Precip, Faldek, Farrington... gosh, quite a few everyone. T'Prise -> :: Looks at Vil's readings. :: We do indeed have a mystery then Doctor, two ships and two crews. Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: nods :: Ah ... It's ok even if he's on board you're still the only important RiHAN << bad accent again >> as far as I'm concerned Hilee -> Alex> agreed under normal circumstances...,oh and shields are back up to nominal levels,as are the weapons now...so lets just maintain an even strain...and keep up the good work. Kansas Kenickie -> <<<Creepy Vulcans>> Asteria Jaxa -> ::continues with the scan wondering if our duplicates had any warning before thier demise:: Cmdr JFarrington -> I mean, science can't be *that* wrong. AlexRamirez -> Hilee> Thank you, sir. I'll do so. Any other systems not at nominal functionality? Vilanne -> Anyone want to check my findings? I brought extra medical tricorders. Keb -> Well, there could be contimination, or a malfunction of the equipment. Or it could be the old ship...maybe. LtCdrFaldek -> ::just keeping his mouth shut, listening to everyone on the Bridge:: Kansas Kenickie -> were you order to rest? T'Prise -> Identical ships and identical crews. We have what the Lieutenant has aptly termed a paradox. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::cogs continue to work as she stands, still staring at the screen::: Keb -> It just can't possibly be us, because that doesn't make any sense. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Josh> You have all the subtlety of a thrown brick, maenek. Cmdr JFarrington -> The old ship? ::turns to Keb:: Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: beams :: Thanks! Sovak -> Our science department is quite adequate. We must start postulating theories based on the gathered facts at hand. McFly -> i was ordered light duty, we'll see how light that really turns out to be Vilanne -> ::listening to the Sci folks, taking all this sin, since sickbay didn't know about these things yet:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::snaps up:: Yes, Captain. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::deadpan stare:: <m> Hta'Dva... Eva Jaz -> ::raises an eyebrow , hearing bits and pieces of Vil 's findings :: Sovak -> There must be a truth here, that fits all the facts. Kansas Kenickie -> ::Smiles:: yes indeed Vilanne -> <<I'm in Cargo bay, Eva>> AlexRamirez -> Hilee> Have you heard anything from science about the ship fragment they beamed on earlier? Vilanne -> <<Honest, I"m not talking THAT loud>> Eva Jaz -> : has AMAZING hearing :: Keb -> The one that was built at the same time as this one. The one that was destroyed. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::then, thinking he's the Vulcan, the logical one:: Sir.. logically, does it make sense somehow? AlexRamirez -> ::Walks over to the replicator and replicates some coffee, and smiles as he takes a sip:: Keb -> If someone got a hold of its remains...but it still wouldn't have the same signatures, would it? T'Prise -> :: Pauses for a moment then give Vil a very stern Vulcan look. :: Doctor, our findings must go into a report to the command crew and not made fodder for ship's gossip. It might cause panic if it were widely known. McFly -> ::kisses KK again and hands her his glistening half eaten lollipop:: alright, i gotta go see precip and find out who he wants me to kill Cmdr JFarrington -> ::glance to Keb:: Eva Jaz -> MAGIC EDIT :: doesn't hear Vil , but chuckles at Josh and Jai :: Sovak -> ::pauses overly long:: No it does not... Kansas Kenickie -> ::Stops in front of Precip's quarters:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::keb:: No, it would not exactly match this ship. Vilanne -> ::frowns at T'Prise:: I do NOT gossip! Eva Jaz -> Josh> You have to teach me so RiHan .. it';s sounds so ... romantic Hilee -> Alex> There are other details working shipwide right now,finishing repairs...right now take up the primary monitoring position on the grid...lets make sure the EPS systems stay online,and power distribution continues smoothly..::smiles::. Kansas Kenickie -> ::Stick the lollipop in her mouth:: sounds like a good idea Sovak -> ::and looks directly at her:: ... and it ... ::started to say "feels wrong" but stops himself:: Turris Morran -> ::sighs:: Now, ladies. There's no need to get... emotional. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::looks to Faldek and Garnoopy for their input::: Keb -> Well, it's either that or we're in some horror movie where we've become ghosts and we're looking at our...our corpse. T'Prise -> :: Continues to look at Vil for a moment before moving away to call the bridge. :: + Bridge + Cargo bay to the bridge. Garnoopy -> ::looks at Jami:: Don't ask me... I think we were cloned while sleeping. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::then back to Sovak, finishing his sentence:: ...feels wrong. McFly -> ::presses the door bell on precips room:: Garnoopy -> ::Jami:: I'm betting there's a whole other crew out there.... LtCdrFaldek -> Wait... Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::laughs sharply:: Ie...maenek, I am many things but a teacher is na one of them. Asteria Jaxa -> ::Looks up at Morran and can't help but grin at herself:: Sovak -> ... we must not yet have all the facts. We must keep searching. LtCdrFaldek -> Didn't the report on the Arcturan's say they were very adept at cloning? Cmdr JFarrington -> ::long stare at Garnoopy:::: Mitar Precip -> ::hears chime..which basically gets him to focus on something....::: Uhh....enter.... Ian_Syndrx -> ::is satisfied with the progress of the calibration and returns to the bridge to complete his work:: Garnoopy -> ::Jami:: Imagine it.... two Garnoopy's! Eva Jaz -> Josh> Stop selling yourself short , I'm sure you have many things to teach T'Prise -> :: Turns to Morran. :: Your implication is incorrect. Mitar Precip -> ::stands heading to the door:: AlexRamirez -> ::Walks back over to Hilee taking a swig of his drink:: Hilee> Alright, sir. ::Walks over to the panel and sets his cup down, tapping some controls and brings up a schematic of the ship, showing the EPS relays.:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Josh> I am sure there are many things you hope i can teach. ::dryly:: That is na the same thing. kyle_mele -> ::isn't on the bridge, but if he were, would love to see Jami's face at THAT idea:: Vilanne -> ::smirks at all these science geeks, thinking that she never wants to have to work with a vulcan, doesn't sound like fun:: Hilee -> Alex> On the matter of the fragment...no word yet, I am quite sure we will know if they need us on the matter::tappity ,tapp,tapp:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::garn:: Keep going. ::Faldek:: Yes, they did. But it didn't say anything about cloning ships, too. Garnoopy -> ::Jami:: I suppose there would be a downside... two Atragon's.... Mitar Precip -> ::opens door:: McFly -> ::winks at KK before opening the door; it opens and mcfly stands there in his still slightly charred uniform and smirk:: i heard you got fired Turris Morran -> ::grins mischieveously and goes back to his work:: Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: grins again :: LtCdrFaldek -> Well it's all relative. Kansas Kenickie -> ::Thwapps McFly:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::lets that pass in favor of the overall picture::: T'Prise -> :: Calmly waiting for someone the bridge to respond to the comm. :: AlexRamirez -> Hilee> I was just thinking, though. If that was part of another Manticore... What could that entail? It's just creepy to think about, sir. Eva Jaz -> :: laughing her face off by the cofee maker , almost feeling sorry for Jai , but not quite :: Eva Jaz -> *coffee Kansas Kenickie -> be nice ::Hisses:: LtCdrFaldek -> If you can duplicate a person exactly, which is basically a mixture of elements, couldn't they do the same with others, theoretically? McFly -> hey, every bad situation calls for humor Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> <m> It's like trying to stop an oncoming {{Rihan equivalent of 'freight train'}} Ian_Syndrx -> ::arrives on the bridge and relieves the science officer standing in:: Mitar Precip -> ::looks at McFly then Kansas:: Commanders...are you sure this is a wise thing to discuss the Admiral's and Captains...actions. Vilanne -> ::does a couple more rescans, fine tuning the results, horrified that what looks like signatures of some that have died violently:: Asteria Jaxa -> ::Is continuing to scan the piece of debris on the lab table:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Garn:: Is that possible, Commander - what Faldek said? Mitar Precip -> ::let's them inside...and boy its a bland looking quarters:: Kansas Kenickie -> they can't fire all of us? Keb -> But your clone couldn't be you... Hilee -> Alex> You have not been here long...::grins:: Temporal encounters are replete in Manticores history...and it can be darn creepy. McFly -> ::looks at precip:: oh i wasn't here to discuss their actions, i was here to discuss yours, whatever it is you did Cmdr JFarrington -> To duplicate a ship down to the exact signature without any evidence of having done so? Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: just stares :: It really his a beautiful language ... T'Prise -> + Jami + T'Prise to Commander Farrington. Garnoopy -> ::thinks for a moment, looks at Jami:: I mean, theoretically anything is possible... there is records of it happening to other Starfleet ships, though in very specific situations. Mitar Precip -> ::looks to Matt:: I am suprised Captain Sovak nor the Admiral have sent a communique about this. Cmdr JFarrington -> :jerks up:: +T'Prise+ Farrington here. Vilanne -> Just where di you get these specimes? I would like to scan the original source area. Eva Jaz -> :: decides to make her good action of the year :: Josh .... Do you have the file on Lt. Xhorista ? ::points to biobed 4 :: Mitar Precip -> This is very odd... Cmdr JFarrington -> ::staring at Garn::: Kansas Kenickie -> we don't even know who is in charge ::Shrugs:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::looks at Garn too:: McFly -> i was in sickbay so if they did they didn't send it to the right place, or they did and I just haven't been to my quarters yet T'Prise -> + Jami + Commander, we have confirmed your initial findings. The DNA amongst the debris does belong to several members of the Manticore crew. Turris Morran -> Like I told you, Doctor. ::points at a piece of debris:: From that bit over there. Keb -> ::eyes on Garn as well:: Hilee -> Alex> there is another thing to consider though....those we have just visited ,and blown to hell and back may have just duplicated us LtCdrFaldek -> ::looks at Jami, hearing the communications from T'Prise:: Kansas Kenickie -> ::Darts eyes at McFly:: yet, try in weeks Garnoopy -> ::realizes everyone is looking at him:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::swings around to Sovak::: AlexRamirez -> Hilee> So would that mean if anyone survived, we'd have multiples of the crew.. like multiples of the captain, or Chief Garnoopy, or you and myself? That's just a really crazy thought, seeing a second of myself standing next to me... w-wWhat? Vilanne -> ::moves over to the aforementioned piece of debris, and begins scanning:: Ian_Syndrx -> ::listens to T'Prise's report, thinking over the implications of this revelation:: AlexRamirez -> Hilee> Duplicated us, sir? Cmdr JFarrington -> +T'Prise+ You're certain? Mitar Precip -> ::looks to Matt:: Nothing has been sent. How un.....::quiets himself:: Commander McFly..best let you know what happened. Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: turns around , annoyed to be disturbed smack middle of a Jai contemplation episode :: Garnoopy -> ::Jami:: It could happen.... theoretically. T'Prise -> + Jami + Both Dr. Chalice and Lieutenant Morran concur. Cmdr JFarrington -> +T'Prise+ Any chance it could be cloned? Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::takes the opportunity to scoot away and tap a nearby console:: Garnoopy -> ::Jami:: You'd have to get a molecular scan of our ship... of all of us... Sovak -> Fascinating. Eva Jaz -> Josh> Eva> Xhorista? it's .. err somewhere :: reluctantly leaves Jai's side and goes look for it :: Garnoopy -> ::Jami:: But I don't know of any cloning technique that is 100% perfect.... Eva Jaz -> Eva > :: gives Jai a you owe me one look :: Garnoopy -> ::Jami:: There is usually some evidence... Mitar Precip -> Simply put I basically told the Admrial his attack on the shipyards was a mistake. On the bridge in front of everyone. That usually is end of ones tour of duty in war. Keb -> ::looking at Jami now, jaw dropped:: Vilanne -> ::over hear's Jami's "clone" comment, and turns to TPrise:: NO way. T'Prise -> + Jami + We would need to run additional tests to confirm that. I will have Morran and Chalice look into it, but Dr. Chalice does not believe that is a possibility. Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: hurries back to Eva with the PADD , but frowns realizing that Jaiysa is no longer standing there :: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::gives Eva a look that is not exactly grateful, but something close:: Sovak -> So not only is our ship dead, so are we. Turris Morran -> Oh, it's quite possible, doctor. A very interesting theory, but why? Mitar Precip -> ::sits on couch:: I meant ..how he was going about it. Tactically. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::stock still, listening to everyone::: McFly -> that don't seem so bad, sounds to me like someone was a little vain and overreacted Garnoopy -> ::Jami:: However, I do wish to point out, if there is another Garnoopy out there we're totally gonna have a party. I've never thrown my unknown cloned twin a party.... Turris Morran -> ::mulls over the thought:: Asteria Jaxa -> ::Raises an eyebrow at Vilanne's comment:: Garnoopy -> We can call it "A Night of Double Trouble!" Hilee -> Alex> Well from the information they appear to be quite the resoursful race in matters of building and replication,though I thought it pertained to ships...etc,::shrugs:: Hey they may have improved. LtCdrFaldek -> Wait... didn't they have an agent in SI? The one that killed the CG? COuldn't they have accessed our files and... gotten our scans directly? ::going out on a far limb:: AlexRamirez -> Hilee> Does that make us the originals or the copies... ::he trails off:: Sovak -> =/\= Simulation Pause =/\= Sovak -> =/\= Simulation Pause =/\= Sovak -> =/\= Simulation Pause =/\= Sovak -> TBS one hour. AlexRamirez -> ? Sovak -> Alex? T'Prise -> ? AlexRamirez -> Approximately how long has it been since we left the ruined arcturian shipyards? Sovak -> Hmmm.... Jami you know that one? Cmdr JFarrington -> Wow. Hm... T'Prise -> Is the idea of the ship being cloned common knowledge beyond the bridge and the cargo bay? Vilanne -> We weren't aware in Sickbay, though Mele may have known. Vilanne -> They may when I get back. LOL Sovak -> We will assume that the duplicity of the debris is common knowledge with the crew, since so many were involved in investigating Sovak -> It's been a few hours, so rumors fly yanno? Sovak -> Kansas? Kansas Kenickie -> who's the Boss? Cmdr JFarrington -> Tell you what..I'll get a time for y'all this week. Cmdr JFarrington -> Sound good? AlexRamirez -> Sounds good, Commander. Cmdr JFarrington -> And captain, I have a question about security... LtCdrFaldek -> I figured out how long since the attack Cmdr JFarrington -> Go Faldek. LtCdrFaldek -> 3 hours 20 minutes Cmdr JFarrington -> Wow. Really? Cmdr JFarrington -> Thought it was longer, but thanks. Cmdr JFarrington -> So, Captain, with Precip out of the picture, who is in charge of security? Inquiring minds and all. Sovak -> McFly is Senior SEC after Precip, so we would assume he would be in charge LtCdrFaldek -> ? Sovak -> Faldek? LtCdrFaldek -> But with mcfly and his previous actions considering him breaking the rules and giving up information to save KK whom his character is in love with is it pertinent to put him in charge of her, and her directly under him? LtCdrFaldek -> They were forbade from going on away missions together if i remember correctly Sovak -> Well... regulations and all, Sovak would play it by the book, regardless of emothional considerations Sovak -> Precip? AlexRamirez -> ? <-When you get to it. Mitar Precip -> Might I suggest the Captain spend some time with Mr. Mcfly in log..or sim...I realize its a not a big deal in the story of things..but I think it would be nice. Sovak -> Yup. We were alittle distracted, tonight, with other plot things, so we'll get it done. T'Prise -> :: Goes back to studying dat padds about the debris. :: Sovak -> Ok let's get out here. Thanks for a great sim all!

Shades of Black Reflections on a Haunting Battle - A Joint Log by the Crew of Manticore Adm Atragon, Capt Sovak, Cmdr Farrington, Cmdr Garnoopy, Cmdr Mele, Cmdr Precip, LtCdr Chalice, LtCdr Hilee, LtCdr Mizu, LtCdr T’Prise, Lt Jaz, Cent t’Tamarak Sovak surveyed the aftermath of the battle, the ruined science station, still sparking, engineers working on almost every console, and the damage control displays on his own panel blinking red at every troubled spot. Extensive damage was being reported throughout the rest of the ship, and sickbay was overloaded with injuries. The cloak was not operating, exposing Manticore to the Arcturan ships pursuing her. Sovak replayed the events in his mind, as was his custom, studying the terminal that had recorded them. The inaccurate intelligence report was a bit disconcerting, but not unusual for war-time situations. The Admiral had changed tactics to accommodate, and had prevailed... barely. Something else about the battle bothered him, but he had no idea what that “something” was. He checked the event log again, pouring over it, correlating it with the events he had experienced, and found everything in order. He glanced at Commander Farrington, who was busy at OPS. If she were confronted with the same dilemma, she would say, “Something didn’t feel right”. Though his own feelings were tightly controlled, and he could find nothing logically wrong with the data he perused, he would still have to agree with her. In all the events that had led up to, and subsequently through, this last battle, something didn’t feel right. * * * * * * * Taking a deep breath to center herself, Jami Farrington turned from OPS towards Captain Sovak. His eyes shifted and his face suddenly grew taut, but only for a second. It was a fleeting expression Jami had seldom witnessed in the Vulcan Executive Officer. Misgivings? What the Federation News Service was now calling “The Arcturan War” made less and less sense. Even with the assassination of the Consul General and the Arcturan attack on the science outpost, the jumbled intel that Manticore had received set off all kinds of alarms. But, as she swiveled the OPS chair away from the console for a quick stretch, she realized that the worst alarm the battle had set off was a personal one. She had fallen back on her medical training to give her focus, and, as she stretched her legs, the macabre irony of the situation came full force. She had slipped into a frame of mind learned during her residency on a deep space vessel that served the poorest of the poor in the far reaches of the galaxy, when she had been cloistered in surgery, literally up to her neck in critical patients whose planet had been devastated by an unimaginable disaster. She focused. On the task. Saw the body before her as something that needed fixing, as parts that needed rearranging or patching or replacing, a puzzle to be solved. The disconnect blocked the distraction a patient could become, the possibility that the patient’s life could soon be over. All this had translated into the battle. She focused. On the ship. On its parts. On the shipyard as an adversary, on the ships roaring towards the Manticore as projectiles to be avoided. She absented herself from the reality of sentient beings being destroyed, losing their lives, leaving families and friends behind. She reported clearly. Succinctly. Systems, shields, power allocations, personnel movements, fighter positions, shipyard destruction, ship damage, bay damage, fighter damage, injured, dead. She had become what she abhorred as the tactical display on the main viewscreen marked blue for friendly, red for hostile, yellow for neutral -- or in this case neutralized. That she would use a mindset meant to save lives in order to focus on taking them was ironic beyond comprehension. * * * * * * * Attempting to ignore the buzz of activity on the bridge around her, Keb diligently followed orders. Every now and then, she would completely change the ship’s course. First up, then down, then backwards for a while, then towards the borderline, then away from it. Manticore zigzagged through empty space like a child’s toy boat in a bathtub. The overall direction was away from the shipyards, parallel to the border and yet deep inside it, but nobody would have guessed that from any given snapshot of their position and vector. Quietly she hummed to herself, to keep the nerves at bay. Some words of the song My Airplane slipped between her lips: “We can go up, we can go down, but the way we’re going now, we won’t get off the ground...” She changed course again, an abrupt switch that resulted in a 160-degree turn on one axis and a change in pitch upwards that made everyone swivel slightly and then feel themselves pushed into their seats. * * * * * * * Swaying slightly with the movements of the ship, Garnoopy sighed, looking at his bridge panel. Once again into the breach they sailed. Once again they came out having bloodied the nose of some culture. It seemed like they were on a rinse and repeat cycle some days. It seemed as though Garnoopy was just too tired to object anymore. He had fought with Atragon so very many times it was as old and musty as a library book. Besides, at some point he had to assume Atragon knew what he was doing -- though that was a stretch. For now Garnoopy would do his job with half the heart he normally carried into it. The mission seemed out of touch with reality and Garnoopy was feeling the same way. The only one with any sense, it seemed, was Precip. “Why are we doing this?!” he had exclaimed. Now that he thought of it he was sure Kyle would also be throwing his hands in the air wondering what we were doing. So maybe there were two people with sense on board. * * * * * * * Reading the incoming reports from the security bay, Mitar Precip was in a state of disbelief. He could not believe he actually stood up to Atragon on the bridge and told the Admiral his plan was a mistake. Worse, Precip had done it front of the entire bridge crew. His subsequent dismissal from the bridge was entirely appropriate. What he couldn’t believe more was that he saw this coming, that he had called Kansas to the bridge, and he still had not changed his course. Since when had he become so stubborn, so defiant? What made him a tactical officer of more experience than the Captain and the Admiral combined? What made him an expert? The role of a Tactical officer was simply to maintain defensive and offensive operations, internal security, some communications and long range scanners... as he recalled from his cadet days. When did he add analyst and advisor to the role? Well, at least Faldek was alive, and Precip had seen on his simple LCARS tactical display in the security bay that Matt had landed too... albeit a bit fast. They had survived... something Precip didn’t think would happen. For the most part, in his mind, the plan was a success... the Arcturian yards were out of commission. But as he had surmised, the fighters could not inflict enough damage to the objectives assigned to them. Manticore had to come back for another attack run and finish the job. And from what he felt the ship endure, it took a beating. He glanced at his LCARS screen one last time before walking to the other end of the bay to blow off some adrenaline. Manticore was at warp nine, but not cloaked; that had Mitar worried. But what could he do? He had gone against the plan... been sent to this security bay for foolishly saying that the plan... the Admiral’s plan... was too risky... a mistake. As tactical officer, his job was to analyze and advise command of the appropriate tactical moves. But the Admiral did not need a tactical advisor, and it wasn’t Precip’s responsibility and probably not desired by the senior staff for him to take on that mantle anyway. It was best he stay where he was and out of the command staff’s way. * * * * * * * Alarms and klaxons intermixed with the constant flashing from the warning indicators on the main console in engineering would indicate to anyone, including the untrained eye, that a most grievous situation existed on Manticore. The mission was, from what Hilee had gleaned, successful, if one could call meeting their objective and attempting to escape back across an invisible line drawn in space, while tearing through the sector at maximum warp, blind, and severely over-stressing the limits of the ship, successful. Commander Garnoopy and his repair teams were giving their all to restore what systems they could while main engineering was doing their best to hold the ship together for as long as possible. It was well into the hour that Hilee had reported as the estimated time before the ship could face a full blown systems failure should it keep up the maximum effort the dual star drives were straining to maintain. The damages done from incoming fire coupled with the subsequent systems failures were massive. The fact the crew was still alive was a miracle and a testament to the effectiveness of the refit the ship had undergone. The new enhanced power grid buffers, routing, and hardware had saved the crew when the system went into imbalance. The new triple redundancy systems along with miles of fiber optic cables and switching stations proved well worth the time and work involved to refit the ship. Hilee had received confirmation from Mr. Ramirez that the shuttlebay fire was being handled and repairs to the fighter craft were underway. Hilee supposed this was one way for a new ensign to become familiar with the intricacies of engineering duty and one he bet Ramierz would not soon forget. Hilee had personally hoped for a different introduction to the ensign’s career, but at times experience was a better teacher. Hilee had the urge to leave his post and assist in the repair efforts going on throughout the ship, but was aware of his duty. The engines were putting forth every last vestige of speed and power they could muster. He could practically feel and hear their agony. The main engineering section had not been spared the effects of this battle and would require lots of repairs, much like the rest of the ship. The dilithium chambers were working as well as could be expected under the circumstances, but were beginning to show wear and fatigue. Hilee knew there was minute fracturing and degradation in the crystals. The power required for repairing and stabilizing the very structure of the ship were taking their toll. Rerouting and switching to the new backup systems had been a blessing in disguise. The new systems had not been designed to carry the load of the primary systems, but were holding up well under the strain. Looking over and summarizing in his own mind the extent of damage around him, Hilee could not help but imagine the extent of the damage to the rest of ship, especially the damage to main sickbay. He could only hope Eva had not been injured. While her name had not shown up on the casualty list, he prayed it remained that way. Working to keep the engines and power needed while receiving progress reports from the various teams, checking off the items, and advising Commander Garnoopy on progress, was keeping him busy. The battle may be won, the Manticore had survived another day, but at what cost? * * * * * * * Moving to the rear of the main science lab, T’Prise opened an access panel, revealing the rungs of a ladder recessed into the bulkhead that allowed crew members to enter the jeffries tube. The fire, caused by disrupted plasma circuits, that had destroyed the sensor monitoring station was contained. Ensign Jaxa was working on stabilizing those systems deemed critical in their damage assessment report. Given the minimal allotment of power allocated to science resources, they were forced to chose what systems to bring online very carefully. Climbing into the access panel, T’Prise begin to move down the ladder. Sensors, of course, were the most crucial; without them Manticore was literally blind. The wide-angle active EM scanners on the long-range sensors had been severely damaged and would require a considerable amount of work to become functional again. The passive neutrino imaging scanners had fared only slightly better and would also need extensive repairs. Along with the sensor arrays, the analysis instrument cluster had also suffered considerable damage. Its repairs also topped the list of critical systems, as without the analysis instruments they would have no factual interpretation for what the sensors detected. Pausing briefly in her descent to check her location, T’Prise pondered the metaphor represented by the sensors and analysis instruments. Like their equipment, the Manticore science team required an individual to see and feel the situations with which they were presented, but it also required someone to logically assess them. Like the ship’s systems, when individuals collaborated well the science team functioned within normal parameters, however, when systems became damaged and unsynchronized, chaos ensued. The damage report from the bridge indicated that the main science station had been destroyed. It would be irrational to assume that its destruction had not caused some sort of injury to the officer attending it. Although enough time had yet to elapse for the casualty report to make its way to all the departments, the fact that she had not been contacted by either the Admiral or the Captain to assume command of the science department indicated that Commander Escher had probably not been killed or severely injured. However, this did not negate any of her culpability for the situation. If the Commander was injured, T’Prise was responsible for those injuries. Had she not made the recommendation that they implement slipstream emitters into the quantum cannon design, the Commander would not have insisted that T’Prise be in the main science lab, monitoring those systems and instead she would have been on duty during the campaign. As a subordinate, and not the department head, it was logical to assume that her well being was much less valuable than the Commander’s. It was also another clear indication that quantum slipstream was dangerous. The Federation had yet to reach the level of understanding which would allow them to safely implement the technology. Reaching her destination on deck ten, T’Prise opened another access panel and stepped out, closing the hatch behind her. Although she had disabled the slipstream emitters using the controls in the lab, it would be prudent to manually inspect them and ensure that the highly concentrated antimatter they drew power from was properly secured. If the monitors had been incorrect for any reason, the highly volatile material could easily destroy or severely disable the ship, she could attest to this fact from first hand experience. The slightest radiation leak would be cause for instituting isolation protocols of phaser control and the surrounding areas. Given that sickbay was immediately above her on deck nine, and currently overrun with casualties, it was critical that the inspection be performed right away. * * * * * * * The corridors outside of sickbay and and main reception center were lined wall to wall with injuries. For a time, there was even a queue of turbo lift requests for deck nine, holding some of the lifts in suspension until the previous one stopped was evacuated. Nurse Nancy had triaged according to injury status, as per her training, and was being ever so helpful, waddling back and forth with bandages, dermal re-generators, Tylenol and other treatments allowed by the nursing staff. She was always glad to do more than rustle PADD’s around and assign biobeds -- and the dreaded bedpans. Working by Nancy’s side in an attempt to get people processed as fast as humanly possible, Nurse Bellamy was making her way back and forth between the corridor where injured flowed in from different parts of the ship and the main nurses station, where her colleague was giving the minor cases first aid and light dermal regeneration. All the nurses were busy but calm, trying to bring some kind of order to this chaos. Treating what they could, while ordering med techs around, evaluating patients, and sending the major case in as the doctors finished with their previous patients, was not easy work. Anastasia made a mental note to thank Dr. Chalice, when everything had calmed down, for putting them through the drills prior to the attack. The preparation was indeed well warranted. * * * * * * * Chief Mele had left Dr. Chalice in charge of sickbay more than once, and her intuition kicked in after the actions by the fighters took hold in her consciousness. She was no longer distracted by her surroundings, and did not need to be supervised, clearly by the way she was assigning tasks and really focusing on the poor folks that got so banged up. There were unconscious being brought in, those that were burned, and a few that required immediate surgery because of limbs being crushed during the upheaval in onset war. The internal injuries were not diagnosed as quickly because blood did not meet the skin as fast, and patients were being sorted by the nursing staff running a tricorder over them. Then came Vilanne’s job. After the sorting ritual, she met with each injured person, or their caretaker for those unconscious, and determined the quickest plan for health. Some required surgery, some required medical apparatus, some just skin regeneration. Meds were given to those in need, but mostly local pain anesthetics were the necessary hypo. * * * * * * * Eva’s worst fears were confirmed as she followed Dr. Mele back to sickbay. Manticore had been hit, they were still alive, but considering the number of wounded lining up for medical attention, Eva wondered for how long. The Trill doctor shook away, once again, the overwhelming feeling that they had walked right into a trap, before nodding in the nurse’s direction, acknowledging the situation: Nancy treating a patient for minor burns as Anastasia waved more wounded through triage. Sickbay per se was slightly less chaotic due to Vil’s quick dispatch of all medical personnel, but still, everywhere she looked, burned, maimed crewmembers lay or stood, getting treated or awaiting treatment. Eva frowned when she noticed that one of the surgical bays seemed out of order, but the moment was not for idle chit chat or curious inquiries. Side stepping patients and med techs, Jaz joined Kyle who was already by Escher’s biobed. The emergency lighting somehow managed to make the chief science officer look even worse than he had on the bridge. * * * * * * * Mele gave pause, along with a brief little sigh, then went to work getting a scan more concrete than a field tricorder reading on the victim laid out before him. Jaz had already given the patient something for the pain, as well as a hypospray to begin healing the extensive burns practically covering his body, save for a few areas here and there. As the scan continued, Mele’s fears were realized; but thankfully, most of the burns were second-degree. They’d be somewhat more painful for Malcolm, but there seemed to be little loss of epidermis, eliminating much need for time-and-labor-consuming skin grafts. There was also little worry about scarring. Granted, all these could be remedied with modern medicinal procedures, but they also involved a fully functional sickbay and a dedicated team, neither of which was on board Manticore, current situation taken into consideration. Ah, and then there was the concussion. Kyle had initially diagnosed it as a heavy concussion, but after scouring the results of the scan, he realized that there seemed to have been no loss of consciousness. The injury was still severe, but nowhere near as bad as it could have been. He took a step back from the biobed, taking a moment to collect himself, gave Eva a nod to indicate he had things under control, and commenced the arduous task of “stitching” up yet another battered humanoid body. * * * * * * * Jaz took Mele’s nod as a sign that he could handle the situation with Escher, and turned around to determine who was being treated and who was still waiting. Sickbay was a sight for sore eyes. The Trill doctor stopped for a second to take a look at the wounded, hoping Richard wasn’t among them, and felt a slight relief when she didn’t see him anywhere. Eva switched her brain into an analytical mode; there would be time to think after the wounded were all taken care of. She passed Jaiysa, working on a patient, as she headed towards the nurse’s office, which was over flowing with wounded, quickly letting one of them know she was back and could take patients, before heading back towards the main sickbay with a crewman in tow. He was clutching his burned left arm. Diagnose, Patch up, Next... That was the only thing to focus on for now. * * * * * * * Jaiysa was just starting to realize that the stinging, spreading pain of a burn was making itself known along her right lower back; one of the primary surgical suites had conflagrated somewhat in the early moments of the battle, with her and a patient inside it, and it was taking a surprising amount of effort not to dwell on the flames and the damage they had caused. But that would keep; that was for another time. For now, she'd let herself fall into a rhythm, a strange sort of steady movement like a pulse which she rode along, letting it carry her forward until it was over, with the chafing at her back a constant reminder of the urgency of the injuries around her. In the back of her mind she allowed herself the luxury of hating the grimness that now saturated the bay, wondering what had happened, and -- the low harsh drone at the bottom of this discordant tune -- suspecting a trap, for which she was happy to blame either the Arcturans or the Federation. But the forefront of her mind was all action, keen on doing the job, keeping her fingers moving deftly from hypospray to laser to regenerator, keeping her dark eyes moving in rhythm with her steps, flicking from patient to patient, lighting on one as yet untended near the door. It was a young woman, eyes wide and frightened, and a little blank, disconnected; she reached out automatically at the Rihan's movement towards her, then recoiled slightly seeing who it was. Jai ignored her tentativeness, took her by the arm silently pulled her forward -- a quick examination showed a long cut bleeding freely through her thick, dark hair. "Sit," she said briskly, gesturing the woman to a (for the moment) empty biobed, beginning a scan to determine the extent of the trauma. The woman just stared at her as she worked, and Jaiysa mentally added shock to the list of injuries. Not that it was surprising. It was all shock in the long run, when the blood had stopped flowing. War is na meant to be fun. * * * * * * * Manticore sped on, its dual warp cores working at maximum to put distance between them and the battle site in order to quickly outrun its pursuers. Sovak checked the damage repair status board, again. Long range sensors were still down, so the Arcturan ships could be just outside her detection range. However, with the unexpected additional speed, it was unlikely they were still being pursued. Since Manticore could only maintain this speed for another 1.47 hours, they would soon find out. With a few deft presses of the membranes on the board, he increased the priority on repair of the long range sensors, and watched for a few moments, as the repair hierarchy adjusted itself to accommodate the changes. Satisfied, he moved on to the personnel rosters. A good number of the crew were either being treated, or waiting to get into sickbay. The duty roster required quite a bit of his attention to shift personnel to cover critical areas, matching qualified personnel with position openings, and taking into account time restraints, as several crew members had been on duty for well over the protocol limits. It was all a simple equation to his logical mind, so he was able to quickly shift personnel and post the new duty rosters with a minimal amount of mental effort, while a greater portion of his mind still poured over the battle event log he had studied earlier. He was still somewhat perplexed by it all. Each item in the events log was a simple piece of a complex scenario that should easily and logically fit, like puzzle pieces, into a large equation that would give a comprehensive view of the entire eventuality. The crews’ actions, past, present, and future, could be then calculated and the best course with the highest chance of success could be easily chosen. But something about this equation did not seem to fit. He could not put his finger on it, but it still seemed that something was amiss. Either his math was at fault (since that was in his direct control he highly doubted it) or something else was wrong. Manticore did not seem to … how could he describe it … fit into the equation as easily as it should. It was almost as if she didn’t belong there. Sovak shook his head at the illogical bent of that last thought. Not fit into the equation? That made no sense. Maybe his math was at fault. With a mental sigh, he began the calculations, yet again. * * * * * * * Jami swiveled her chair beneath the OPS console once again, to take stock of the ship’s condition. Extensive damage to decks fourteen through twenty-four, sections D through F. That would have been where the Arcturan ship had come beneath for a point-blank hit, poking a hole in the shields before the attacker had been vaporized. That may also have been the cause of cloak failure -- but that was Chief Garnoopy’s domain. That, and the long range sensors were not something for her to worry about, at least not until they were functional again and ready for power allocations. For the moment she had enough on her plate. A quick glance to Keb eased her mind about the helm officer; she seemed to be a bit more relaxed than she had been during the battle, though her expert piloting skills were being tested in a circuitous zig-zag course to compensate for Manticore’s visibility. Fire in the shuttlebay had been contained, but damage to the fighters and the bay remained. Bay Chief Remillard reported she had everything well in hand. Fire in the medical complex was out; Jami made a mental note to find the cause and make sure it didn’t happen again, though she was certain that Cmdr Garnoopy would do the same. The smoldering bridge science console reminded Jami that the Engineering Chief had his hands full. It was going to be a long road home. * * * * * * * As the Manticore escaped the shipyards, A9 moved up to the tactical console to look over Kansas’s shoulder and make sure no Arcturan ships were following. He was satisfied that their getaway was clean and he saw that Sovak and Jami were dealing with the repair reports and ship status. Sovak was his usual stoic self and Jami seemed to be doing her best to emulate him, moving efficiently, sparingly and almost automatically. He recognized this as a coping method on her part, as he knew how she felt about war, the loss of life, or any of the Federation’s darker needs. He wanted to offer her support or consolation, but felt it would compromise her delicate act of hyper-efficiency. There would be time enough for emotions later, now that they had survived. A9 paused for a second to realize that he had been mentally “holding his breath” ever since the fighting began. He knew Manticore had to prevail, but he must have had reservations buried deeply within, the unknown roll-of-the-dice of war, the coin flip of battle. Yes, Manticore had survived -- but at what cost, and was it worth it? He had to be resolute in his command of the mission in order to keep the crew focused, efficient, and as safe as possible. He could not show anyone his reservations, even though he harbored many. They had survived the attack, but now they had to make it safely back to Federation space, they had to heal the ship and the crew, they had to keep knowing that their efforts and sacrifices were worthwhile. Now, he had to continue his act, showing the crew that “good” had prevailed and the ship was on course back to home -- even though it wasn’t. “Captain Sovak, Commander Farrington, continue repairing the sensors, the cloak, and the general ship damage. I need to make an inspection tour of the ship. Contact me if something comes up.” A9 headed to the turbolift without meeting Jami’s eyes, knowing that he would have shared too much emotion. “Sickbay,” he called to the TL control and it whooshed him efficiently away from one arena of emotion to another that would be even more raw. As the lift arrived and the doors opened, A9 found himself in a morass of human suffering. The hallway from the lift to the main sickbay doors was being used as a triage area and those who were able to turn their heads or eyes looked see who the latest injury was going to be. He had to quickly adjust his pace and gaze to one of concern, not panic. He needed to show his crew that morale was still up, while their bodies were down. A9 paused at each person who wasn’t being fussed over by a med tech and offered what encouraging words seemed most appropriate. He just needed to see them stiffen in their own resolve to know that he was providing them with the only thing he could right now: leadership. This was where his years in command were going to pay off the richest dividends. This was why the ancient British sailing ship commanders wore those red coats, to hide their own wounds from their crew, so they could continue to bolster spirits in the midst of battle. A9 finally made his way into sickbay proper and instead of being relieved by its antiseptic orderliness, he was shocked by its barely-controlled chaos. Seeing the number of patients being treated simultaneously, he was immensely proud and grateful for his amazing medical staff. They were performing miracles with the limited space and resources aboard, while being faced with a mountain of wounded that was constantly threatening to overwhelm their best efforts. He stayed out of the way of everyone bustling around the room and just made quick eye contact with Dr. Mele, while noting the status of the doctor’s patient, Lt. Commander Escher. When he had Kyle’s attention for those few seconds, he simply mouthed “thank you” and headed for the door. Once outside, A9 headed away from the people waiting on their turn with the doctors and moved to a more remote turbo lift. “+COM+ A9 to Science. Lt. Commander T’Prise is now acting chief while Lt. Commander Escher is being tended to in sickbay. His wounds do not appear life threatening. Please focus all energies on working with engineering to repair the cloak and the sensors. A9 out.” Working around to the next lift tube, A9 continued his tour of the ship, doing his best to note the state of his people and the condition of his ship while staying out of the way of his amazing crew as they worked to bring Manticore back to full strength. Still, he walked as a man at a funeral, remembering his Lao Tzu: “There is no glory in victory, and to glorify it despite this is to exult in the killing of men. . . . When great numbers of people are killed, one should weep over them with sorrow. When victorious in war, one should observe mourning rites.” ShadesofBlack.pdf

Meritorious Achievement Award Excerpted from "Shades of Black" Above As the Manticore escaped the shipyards, A9 moved up to the tactical console to look over Kansas’s shoulder and make sure no Arcturan ships were following. He was satisfied that their getaway was clean and he saw that Sovak and Jami were dealing with the repair reports and ship status. Sovak was his usual stoic self and Jami seemed to be doing her best to emulate him, moving efficiently, sparingly and almost automatically. He recognized this as a coping method on her part, as he knew how she felt about war, the loss of life, or any of the Federation’s darker needs. He wanted to offer her support or consolation, but felt it would compromise her delicate act of hyper-efficiency. There would be time enough for emotions later, now that they had survived. A9 paused for a second to realize that he had been mentally “holding his breath” ever since the fighting began. He knew Manticore had to prevail, but he must have had reservations buried deeply within, the unknown roll-of-the-dice of war, the coin flip of battle. Yes, Manticore had survived -- but at what cost, and was it worth it? He had to be resolute in his command of the mission in order to keep the crew focused, efficient, and as safe as possible. He could not show anyone his reservations, even though he harbored many. They had survived the attack, but now they had to make it safely back to Federation space, they had to heal the ship and the crew, they had to keep knowing that their efforts and sacrifices were worthwhile. Now, he had to continue his act, showing the crew that “good” had prevailed and the ship was on course back to home -- even though it wasn’t. “Captain Sovak, Commander Farrington, continue repairing the sensors, the cloak, and the general ship damage. I need to make an inspection tour of the ship. Contact me if something comes up.” A9 headed to the turbolift without meeting Jami’s eyes, knowing that he would have shared too much emotion. “Sickbay,” he called to the TL control and it whooshed him efficiently away from one arena of emotion to another that would be even more raw. As the lift arrived and the doors opened, A9 found himself in a morass of human suffering. The hallway from the lift to the main sickbay doors was being used as a triage area and those who were able to turn their heads or eyes looked see who the latest injury was going to be. He had to quickly adjust his pace and gaze to one of concern, not panic. He needed to show his crew that morale was still up, while their bodies were down. A9 paused at each person who wasn’t being fussed over by a med tech and offered what encouraging words seemed most appropriate. He just needed to see them stiffen in their own resolve to know that he was providing them with the only thing he could right now: leadership. This was where his years in command were going to pay off the richest dividends. This was why the ancient British sailing ship commanders wore those red coats, to hide their own wounds from their crew, so they could continue to bolster spirits in the midst of battle. A9 finally made his way into sickbay proper and instead of being relieved by its antiseptic orderliness, he was shocked by its barely-controlled chaos. Seeing the number of patients being treated simultaneously, he was immensely proud and grateful for his amazing medical staff. They were performing miracles with the limited space and resources aboard, while being faced with a mountain of wounded that was constantly threatening to overwhelm their best efforts. He stayed out of the way of everyone bustling around the room and just made quick eye contact with Dr. Mele, while noting the status of the doctor’s patient, Lt. Commander Escher. When he had Kyle’s attention for those few seconds, he simply mouthed “thank you” and headed for the door. Once outside, A9 headed away from the people waiting on their turn with the doctors and moved to a more remote turbo lift. “+COM+ A9 to Science. Lt. Commander T’Prise is now acting chief while Lt. Commander Escher is being tended to in sickbay. His wounds do not appear life threatening. Please focus all energies on working with engineering to repair the cloak and the sensors. A9 out.” Working around to the next lift tube, A9 continued his tour of the ship, doing his best to note the state of his people and the condition of his ship while staying out of the way of his amazing crew as they worked to bring Manticore back to full strength. Still, he walked as a man at a funeral, remembering his Lao Tzu: “There is no glory in victory, and to glorify it despite this is to exult in the killing of men. . . . When great numbers of people are killed, one should weep over them with sorrow. When victorious in war, one should observe mourning rites.”

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Game Master (GM) - TMir Game Master (GM) - Cmdr JFarrington Mission Commanding Officer (MCO) - TMir Mission Executive Officer (MXO) - STSF Kansas Tactical Officer (TAC) - Robert Long Helm/Operations Officer (HOPS) - Sakir Chief Science Officer (CSCI) - Vilanne Chief Engineering Officer (CENG) - Eddie Freeman Chief Medical Officer (CMO) - Cmdr JFarrington Assistant Medical Officer (AMO) - TKAR Briefing: USS Avenger (Miranda-class frigate) is currently involved in a high sublight chase of a known felon through the Caerbannog System, a dirty system that plays havoc with warp engines. 100803.txt

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #620, STARDATE 51008.02 =/\= The Manticore destroyed three and damaged two of the Arcturan shipyards we were sent to engage. Manticore was heavily damaged in the attck and has just repaired the cloak. We are still without long range sensors, our shields are depleted and we have had to drop out of warp for engine repairs. We are still in Arcturan space and have come across a debris field that seems to include the wreckage of a Federation ship. LtCdrFaldek -> ::steps into the TL:: Bridge. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::haz been on the bridge all this time:: Mitar Precip -> ::sitting in security...thinking..and monitoring ship status:: Turris Morran -> ::in the cargo bay, staring at the beginning of a startship registration on a piece of the debris:: Kansas Kenickie -> ::Enters the Security Office:: Mitar Precip -> Ensign Crystal>::at TAC:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::still in sickbay; back numb, aggravated:: Eva Jaz -> ::taking a power nap on a chair in sb :: Asteria Jaxa -> ::Is pacing around the cargo bay waiting for T'Prise to decide how we are going to handle the news about the debris:: Keb -> ::next to Jami on the bridge:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::and somewhat suffering from adrenaline letdown:: AlexRamirez -> ::Is on his way with a grav-sled up to storage bay 3 for a decent number of sensors to replace the burnt-out ones in the intermix chamber:: Kansas Kenickie -> ::Looks at Precip:: What the Heck Man?! Mitar Precip -> ::notes KS Kenickie enter:: What the what? LtCdrFaldek -> ::exits the TL, onto the bridge, spotting Crystal:: Report ::said in a slightly hushed tone:: MC_Escher -> ::cringes as he gets to his feet, looking furtively around the sickbay to see if anyone notices him standing up:: +T'Prise+ Are you sure they're the same? Metallurgic stamp and everything? Ian_Syndrx -> ::has relocated his sensor repair operations to the science station on the bridge, is monitoring the work crew's progress but is unable to calibrate the sensors while under cloak:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::still in his RR, staring at the debris:: Kansas Kenickie -> you bail on me up there... Hilee -> ::Exits the Mains chambers,and the Dilithium chambers matrix chambers:: T'Prise -> :: still on the comm with Escher. :: The isotopic signature is an exact match. I want to perform a full scan to confirm, but those are my preliminary findings. Keb -> ::notes her husband's arrival on the bridge, but allows him to do his job:: Kansas Kenickie -> Did you know there were 5 of this ship yards Kansas Kenickie -> %! Kansas Kenickie -> 5! Cmdr JFarrington -> ::leans on the console, one hand on her chin, wondering about .... everything::: Mitar Precip -> Crystal> Debris field spotted ahead sir...we've beamed some aboard to be analyzed...it looks Federation sir...and the Admiral...he...kinda freaked when saw something.. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::seeing movement in Escher's room; pretty sure that's not supposed to be happening yet; goes to swoop on the door:: Eva Jaz -> ::wakes up , rubbing her neck spots :: Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::can't stand just sitting, so he springs up and heads back to the Bridge:: MC_Escher -> +T'Prise+ I'm ::winces:: coming down there. ::enters TL:: Cargo bay. LtCdrFaldek -> ::very quietly:: Nothing new... ::speaks up:: You're relieved. Mitar Precip -> Before we entered Arctruan Space ....NO.....when we reached the Target Area....we learned about 5 yards. Eva Jaz -> Nurse B> :: runs after Escher :: Hilee -> ::<m/g> a bit as he exits and seals the mains chamber,and the crystals chamber:: Kansas Kenickie -> and that didn't bother anyone?! Turris Morran -> ::T'Prise;: We ought to scan for biological material in and around the debris. Mitar Precip -> Crystal>Aye sir...glad to see you back from all that fighter action...::walks past her:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::sees him duck out the door; swears under her breath in romulan and follows just behind the nurse:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::takes Tactical, logging into the console under his codes:: Mitar Precip -> (him to TL) kyle_mele -> ::sitting in his office, doing all sorts of reports:: Sovak -> ::nods:: Keep me apprised, Ensign Crystal Eva Jaz -> Nurse B> Escher > I didn't get any discharge paper from Dr Mele for you Admiral Atragon-9 -> *door* ::enters the Bridge:: T'Prise -> :: Begins typing up a preliminary report. :: +Escher+ Please stay in sickbay until you have been officially released. I will copy you on my findings when I send this report to the Admiral. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::slowly straightens up:: Admiral on the bridge. Sovak -> ::stands as he sees the Admiral enter the brindge:: Keb -> ::straightens into an attentionesque pose:: Asteria Jaxa -> ::stops a few feet from Morran while that thought sinks in about biologicals in the debris:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::looks at Sovak:: I will be at tactical until relieved Captain. Ian_Syndrx -> ::uses the short range sensors to scan the debris field, catalouging what appears to be the ship he's standing in, is more than a little creeped by this:: Hilee -> ::tapps+Alex+ Mr.Ramirez....situation report please on the shields and LR sensors repairs T'Prise -> :: Turns to Morran. :: I concur, please have Ensign Jaxa assist you. Eva Jaz -> ::gets up , filling her cup of coffee like an automaton and heads to the nurse office to check if McFly is still there :: Cmdr JFarrington -> :;somewhat wearily, as the console before her continues to blink in and out with status reports, systems up and then down, personnel changes, etc::: Mitar Precip -> It did bother someone.....me ....Commander...I ....told the Admiral on the bridge it was a mistake to attack such a large target. I was relieved. MC_Escher -> ::turns to nurse:: There is currently a scientific situation of extreme importance for this ship occuring somewhere NOT the sickbay. I am going there. Feel free to come along. Admiral Atragon-9 -> Sovak, get our engines and shields fixed Eva Jaz -> Nurse B> :: Would you mind getting back in bed Mitar Precip -> ::turns his chair to Face Kansas:: T'Prise -> :: Closes the comm with Escher and opens a new one to the bridge. :: + Bridge + Cargo bay to the bridge. Kansas Kenickie -> a little heads up would have been nice... it was really hard not to get crazy Sovak -> We are working on it, Admiral. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::quarter turn to glance at Atragon, thinking as though Sovak can do that on his own:: Eva Jaz -> Nurse B> :: block the TL door :: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::approaching behind the nurse:: Escher> Erei'riov (lt. commander)...you have not been released and your injuries are still severe...return to your bed, hann'yyo (thank you). Eva Jaz -> *blocks Sovak -> +ENG+ Bridge to Enginering. Report. MC_Escher -> ::gives her a steely look:: No. Good day. ::hits the door close button in the TL:: Cargo bay. Keb -> ::plotting potential courses:: Turris Morran -> ::T'Prise:: Of course. When will our external sensors be available again? ::kneels next to piece of debris and produces his tricorder:: LtCdrFaldek -> +Cargo Bay+ Bridge here. Cmdr JFarrington -> +T'Prise+ OPS here. LtCdrFaldek -> <<scratch mine>> Mitar Precip -> Well....I did. I lost control on the bridge...I should not of. Eva Jaz -> Nurse B> :: puts a hand across the TL door :: Back in bed Commander .. NOW T'Prise -> + OPS + Commander Farrington, I have a preliminary report on the samples we beamed aboard. Kansas Kenickie -> ::plops down in a chair:: that was stupid! AlexRamirez -> +Hilee+ Shield repairs are underway, Operational Strength is holding around 35%. The LR sensor array is still under repair, but it should be completed shortly. I'm sending you an updated report on the status of the warp drive, you should get it shortly. Kansas Kenickie -> Not you... going into that fight like that Cmdr JFarrington -> +T'Prise+ Oral or written? ::taps the console;:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::pushes a few buttons on the Tactical console:: Mitar Precip -> That's why I had you come up to the bridge. I am glad you got the ship out of there. Asteria Jaxa -> ::Wonders the same about the sensors but stays quiet while beginning to assist in the scans of the debris for any biological signs:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::as Nurse B catches the doors; steps through them and takes him by the arm, being careful to avoid the burns:: Rekkhai...I do not want to have to sedate you. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::though I can't deny it would simplify this immensely...:: T'Prise -> :: Taps the tricorder to transmit. :: +OPS+ Written, transmitting now. The finding are somewhat conclusive. This debris is from the USS Manticore. Hilee -> +Sovak+ Hilee here sir...Mains will be back online in approx. 30 mins.,shields are up to 35%,sensors(LR) in short order sir kyle_mele -> ::clears the files on a stack of completed PADDs:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::looks at Farrington, hearing the report:: Kansas Kenickie -> I am annoyed T'Prise -> We are scanning it for signs of temporal displacement and biological matter now. Cmdr JFarrington -> +T'Prise+ ::watching the data materialize:: Data received. Forwarding to command. MC_Escher -> ::looks past Nurse B to t'Tamarak:: Doctor, this is not life-threatening and at most will increase my healing period by a few days. There is a scientific emergency in cargo bay. All of my bad burns have been healed and I have no concussion. May I PLEASE go Turris Morran -> ::sets his tricorder to detect biological compounds and begins sweeping the debris:: Hilee -> +Sovak+ Warp available as soon as we can get warmed up and complete a start cycle...sir Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Manticore?::: Sovak -> +HILEE+ Acknowledged. Keb -> ::also looking at Jami, a little shocked:: Mitar Precip -> It is not my position to question a battleplan drawn up by a senior officer. For some reason I have become....vocal with my Ideas on tactics..and this time they clashed with the bridge crew. It was a bad scene before a battle. Eva Jaz -> ::satisfied that McFly is still sitting goes back to finish some reports for MEle :: Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::eyes narrow as he hears T'Prise, he gets up and moves to OPS:: Lt. Commander, have you looked for Chroniton residue? Cmdr JFarrington -> ::it took a minute to register, however::leaving the comm open for A9::: Eva Jaz -> Nurse B> :: doesn't move :: You may not Asteria Jaxa -> ::starts at the other end of the piece of debris with tricorder in hand:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::quietly:: I get the feeling we're going to be visited by the Temporal Prime Directive guys if we survive this... Sovak -> ::rasies an eyebrow at the news:: Fascinating. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> It is na your authority to decide that and until Daise Mele has approved your release...::beat, smirks faintly:: which I imagine he will na be in a hurry to do if he knows you have been wandering. Eva Jaz -> Nurse B> +Mele+ Doctor , have you cleared Lt Commander Escher for duty yet ? Hilee -> +Alex+ Acknowledged...get on the LR sensors detail...we need our eyes and ears,I'll get on the shields and the prestart sequencing T'Prise -> :: Responds to the sudden interruption. :: + A9 + Not as yet Admiral, but the scans are not yet complete. I will inform you if we find them. MC_Escher -> ::growls in frustration and limps past both of them toward Mele's office:: Then I will talk to the good doctor myself AlexRamirez -> +Hilee+ Should I finish the repairs to the warp drive first, sir, or start immediately on the LR sensor assembly repairs? kyle_mele -> ::distracted from his work, glances up slightly at the COMM, taps:: +Nurse B+ Indeed not. Is he bugging you to be released again? Eva Jaz -> Nurse B> :: let's him pass :: Mitar Precip -> ::spins his chair to look quickly at an LCARS damage chart of the ship...then Back to Kansas:: AlexRamirez -> ::Sends the engineer's report to Hilee on the warp drive:: Kansas Kenickie -> ::Grabs a coffee mug and throws it into the wall, smashing it:: Mitar Precip -> Commander! Eva Jaz -> Nurse B> +Mele+ Dr t'tamarak and I just intercepted him escaping , he's heading back your way now Keb -> ::looks back at Faldek for a second:: MC_Escher -> ::furiously pounds the alert button on Mele's door:: Kansas Kenickie -> Yes? Admiral Atragon-9 -> +T'Prise+ T'Prise, we cannot stay here for too much longer, so I would devote all your department's resources to analyzing the debris and examining both the pieces and our own hull for Chronitons Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::releases his arm and lets him walk back into sickbay:: Ie. Good luck, erei'riov. ::dryly:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::notices Keb's look:: kyle_mele -> ::eyebrows raise at the incessant chime at his office door:: Keb -> ::glances back at her console, not sure what to think:: kyle_mele -> ::quoth the Trill (as he stood):: Nevermore! Mitar Precip -> ::stands::My career could be finshed....don't let what happen to me happen to you. Do not let your emotions dictate your causes. T'Prise -> + A9 + Aye, sir. We will need to bring additional sample on board. I will transmit details to OPS. Ian_Syndrx -> ::continues to monitor the repair crews' progress on sensor array replacement:: kyle_mele -> +Nurse B+ Acknowledged. Mele out. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::straightens her shirt cuffs absently, resists the urge to probe at her back with her fingers, and turns quickly to follow Escher back into sickbay:: Mitar Precip -> ::gets up to replicator and generates a towel:: Cmdr JFarrington -> +T'Prise+ Ready for coordinates. ::taps once more::: Admiral Atragon-9 -> +T'Prise+ Very good Turris Morran -> ::looks up to T'Prise as his tricorder chimes:: I've got something. Carbon, hydrogen, oxygen. It's definitely biological, but it's sustained too much damage to be discernable. It could belong to Cardassian Vole for all I know. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::configures for transport::: Kansas Kenickie -> ::Stands:: that is why I smash things in here.... besides, it wasn't your mug kyle_mele -> ::settles back in his seat:: Enter. Eva Jaz -> ::sipping some extra black java , raising an eyebrow seeing Escher out of bed :: AlexRamirez -> +Hilee+ Heading to the LR Sensor array, sir. Keb -> ::keeping the ship steady:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::walks back into SB looking a little bit more irritable than when she left:: T'Prise -> :: Transmits coordinates to OPS. :: Mitar Precip -> I'd rather not see things fly inside the security bay Commander Kenickie ::takes towel squats and wipes up coffee:: Kansas Kenickie -> ::Sighs:: then where should I break things? LtCdrFaldek -> ::checks the shields and weapons status, still offline:: MC_Escher -> ::paces in quickly as the door slides and winces as he leans on Mele's desk:: Doctor. I am not completely healed, I admit that, but there is a science emergency which needs overseeing which I cannot do from sickbay. All of my serious injuries are fixed. Asteria Jaxa -> ::nods at Morran:: I've got the same here nothing discernible Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::turns and sits back in the CC:: Why do I feel that this has nothing to do with time travel? Hilee -> +Alex+ Hilee here,belay my last...I need you in MENG as soon as possible...mains are going back online kyle_mele -> ::stands briskly, face firm, eyes narrowed:: Sit. Mitar Precip -> Why do you want to break things? What you just witnessed in battle? AlexRamirez -> +Hilee+ On my way. Vilanne -> ::enters Sickbay from stage left, as if she's been there all the time:: MC_Escher -> ::closes his eyes, realizing that compliance is the fastest way to release:: Yes, doctor. ::sits slowly, cringes a little:: T'Prise -> :: Moves over to join Morran. :: Is it possible that the readings could emanate from a humanoid species? AlexRamirez -> ::Drops the padd on the gravsled, and heads double-quick to the TL.:: Main Engineering. ::TL whooshes quietly down to MENG:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::transports:: +T'Prise+ Report received. Kansas Kenickie -> because break things with my hands makes me feel better.. Mitar Precip -> ::wipes floor looking up at Kansas:: You are a senior officer now...you can't be chucking things around.... kyle_mele -> What is your rank, Chief? Ian_Syndrx -> ::virtually reassembles the larger hull fragments in the debris field, checking the results against the schematics of the manticore for discrepencies, still not convinced that the debris is the Manticore:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::turns to Sovak:: Captain, let me pose a puzzle to you Hilee -> ::pausing a moment to insure the mains are secured and reconfigured begins the start sequencing procedure:: Sovak -> Yes, Admiral. LtCdrFaldek -> ::listening into A-9 and Sovak's conversation:: Keb -> ::thinking: Mainly because we didn't travel through time.:: Mitar Precip -> You are upset over the results of the attack? Or.....well what? Hilee -> *pre-start Admiral Atragon-9 -> If the wreckage is us... and there has been no time travel... Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::once again ponders the coffee pot for a moment, and then rejects it:: MC_Escher -> ::eyes Mele:: Lieutenant Commander. kyle_mele -> ::nods:: Are you injured? Kansas Kenickie -> ::crosses her arms:: that people don't think! intel was WAY off Admiral Atragon-9 -> is there anything that can explain this? Sovak -> Two possibilities, Admiral. Cmdr JFarrington -> :: only half listening to A9 and Sovak::: T'Prise -> + OPS + Thank you Commander. We are ready to receive the additional samples at your convenience. Keb -> ::turns slightly, listening to Sovak:: Cmdr JFarrington -> +T'Prise+ Acknowledged. Eva Jaz -> ::moves out of the way seeing Jai eye the liquid black gold :: It does some good AlexRamirez -> ::Enters Main Engineering:: Sir, Reporting in. Where do you need me? MC_Escher -> Minorly. Movement is difficult but not hindered completely, all my major burns have been healed, and I no longer have a concussion. Turris Morran -> ::Nods:: It's possible. It's definitely animal in origin, other than that I can't say. If I could get a more viable sample.. kyle_mele -> Are there capable scientists at work, even as we speak, in your department? Sovak -> The most obvious is that the debris is a clever forgery. Cmdr JFarrington -> +T'Prise+ They should be in the bay. Mitar Precip -> Yes you are right it was Far...Far off the mark. But those things happen in our special ops department. Vilanne -> ::meanders near Mele, listening to the conversation:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::raises an eye ridge at Sovak's comment:: Sovak -> Perpetrated by wither the Enemy Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::slight shrug at Eva:: I do na need it. Hilee -> Alex:: Get on the intermix chambers console...and monitor as we get the mains back online...will advise intergration time... T'Prise -> :: Watches as the new samples materialize. :: + OPS + They are here. We will keep you informed, T'Prise out. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::wondering if, in her weariness, she transported them to another bay::: MC_Escher -> Yes there are. But if I were not necessary why would there even be a chief science position? By the concept of our ranking system I am an important member of the science team. And right now I'm needed. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Are there any crises still at hand? :;looking around the bay which has now calmed considerably:: Mitar Precip -> What made me upset...and ...made this my permenant residence is how I reacted to the Admiral's decision to proceed with the mission. Asteria Jaxa -> ::nods in agreement without looking up or intrupting her scans:: Kansas Kenickie -> and now we are hiding... ::Rolls eyes:: Eva Jaz -> Noo. all mighty rommies nau need coffee :: rolls eyes and burry her face in her cup :: T'Prise -> :: Looks back at Morran. :: Please take scans from these additional sample, see if you can find anything more conclusive. Kansas Kenickie -> you were right to do that Cmdr JFarrington -> ::small exhale, knowing she's not that far gone::: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::smirks:: Ie, maenek. Au are learning. Sovak -> The second could be that our own people are peepetrating a ruse to throw the enemy off track. AlexRamirez -> Hilee> Understood sir. ::Walks to the intermix chambers console and monitors progress:: Kansas Kenickie -> Well... not in front of everyone.. Vilanne -> ::hears Jaiysa's question and turns around, having not entered Mele's office:: I think we are at a quiet point, Doctors. We should prepare for the second round, if necessary. Mitar Precip -> ::stands up:: Not exactly....::walks over to crude Tactical display:: How long were we at warp Nine? kyle_mele -> Yes, you are needed. You are needed on biobed four. As important as your job is, mine is just as, if not more than important, in keeping the crew healthy and fully capable of fulfilling their jobs. LtCdrFaldek -> ::blinks at Sovak, slightly dumbfounded:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::leans on the console once again, running both hands through her hair::: T'Prise -> :: Moves over to Jaxa. :: Please sort and catalog all of the debris that has been brought aboard. We will need to examine each piece thoroughly. Kansas Kenickie -> to long, we are cloaked and hiding like cowards Admiral Atragon-9 -> how can you forge that metallurgical unique signature? Not even we can do that Hilee -> ::grabs his mug...and sips....and begins tapping away at the main console:: Keb -> ::speaks up:: Could it be debris from the former Manticore? Eva Jaz -> :: fights the urge to just go back to her quarter and sleep :: We should .. :: nods in Vil's direction :: LtCdrFaldek -> :;gets a wild hair... and sends a message to Farrington's console, "Did they quantum date the debris?":: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::nods at Vilanne:: Na telling how long it will be. I wonder about the meaning of the recording the enriov played for us. kyle_mele -> ::leans back in his seat slightly:: Asteria Jaxa -> ::looks up at T'Prise:: Right away ::Begins taking scans of each piece and entering data into PADD:: MC_Escher -> If it were life-threatening or job-hampering ::grits teeth:: I would understand. But it's minor only. I'm way down the triage list. The worst I could do is give myself an extra day of healing. Is that worth preventing from doing my job during a crisis? Sovak -> You were asking for possibilities, Admiral. They may be remote, but it IS a possible explanation. Vilanne -> Did you just make a fresh pot, Eva? ::goes to the coffee pot:: We should keep this thing fresh, we 'll need it... even you jaiysa. Turris Morran -> ::nods:: I should note that the admiral...err, the commodore said he doesn't want to stay here for long. If this debris is telltale of the future, whatever destroyed the ship will happen here before we leave this area. Hilee -> Alex> Begin warming the crystals up ...please::tapping away:: kyle_mele -> Sorry. Permission to be discharged denied. Mitar Precip -> Kansas...Manticore left a WARP TRAIL any ship could pick up with a Warp Nine Run like that. They probably know we are in this vicinity. Also....you and I both know..Manticore cannot fight right now. we have to hide. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::swivels, catching A9's comment:: Admiral, there is much we don't know about the Arcturans. It's possible they may have acquired that technology somehow. Admiral Atragon-9 -> if that is the Manticore, then that debris *IS* the Manticore - the unique Isotopic signature is.. totally unique Vilanne -> ::turns to Jaiysa:: You are not alone. I think everyone is asking... something is wrong. We have to believe the command staff will fix it... soon. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::smiles faintly:: The command staff may be as confused as we, rokhinu. Perhaps more so. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::somewhat overwhelmed, she turns back to OPS::: MC_Escher -> ::pounds his desk:: And why is that? Keb -> ::looking at A9:: But that's impossible. Hilee -> ::watching the intermix sequencing and power flow in the chambers on the mains flow charts:: T'Prise -> :: Takes the scanning instrument from the portable sensors and begins to make sweeps targeted specificially for chroniton particles. :: Mitar Precip -> ::walks to dispose of coffee cup mess into recycler:: AlexRamirez -> ::Warms up the dilithium crystals:: Hilee> Sequence initiated, sir. Everything's green so far. Keb -> If that's this ship, then what the heck have I been flying all over creation? With all due respect, sir. Turris Morran -> Which would lead one to think... ::ponders:: If we're destroyed here, then our debris would be included with the debris already here. So why isn't there an infinite amount of debris out there? Hmm, that's interesting. Furthermore... kyle_mele -> ::leaning forward, looking him squarely in the eyes:: Because I'm doing my job as CMO. Sovak -> Have we scanned for chroniton particles? Eva Jaz -> ::nods:: I'm too tired to even care if we went back in time :: chuckles saying it as a joke , not knowing about the debris :: Admiral Atragon-9 -> Exactly my question, Keb Admiral Atragon-9 -> and I have asked T'Prise to scan for Chronitons Vilanne -> ::checks a chart:: This patient could use a little more skin regeneration, and probably will be able to get back to work, with a check up in 2 weeks. Anyone? ::waves the chart around:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::wondering if Farrington got his message:: Kansas Kenickie -> I don't think you need to worry about your Job... Mitar Precip -> Kansas Kenickie this ship is done for this stage of the war. ::stands quiet:: I should not of said that. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::blinks, noting a missed message on the screen::: Vilanne -> ::returns to coffee pot. pours and fixes:: Hilee -> Alex> Ack...just keep them steady...increase intermix to 25% mix ratio...now please. Asteria Jaxa -> ::Is paying close attention to Morran as he theorizes outloud:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> I will take it...unless you want the honor. ::dryly:: MC_Escher -> ::leans forward as well:: By preventing me from doing my job as CSO? What's more important? Letting me heal up a little more, or figuring out why the Manticore is in two places at once? Eva Jaz -> :: puts her empty cup down , grabs the chart :: Too late :: SJS:: Vilanne -> Back in time? ::not knowing about debris either:: I don't think so, but some high-up got his ranks wrong. AlexRamirez -> ::Increases the intermix ration to 25% and holds it steady, monitoring the flow:: Sovak -> ::shakes head:: Not logical. It could not be from another time line. There would be other indications. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::for once doesn't bother getting annoyed:: All yours, maenek. Hilee -> ::Begins transfer to the mains...iniatiating the primary buffers,and flow to the mains:: kyle_mele -> ::frowns slightly:: Two places at once? Kansas Kenickie -> not in front of the whole bridge, no. but you have a duty to speak up Cmdr JFarrington -> ::replies no idea, trying to get the ship back in one piece::: Vilanne -> ::sipping coffee, goes up to the nurses:: Prepare for more emergencies. We are not immediately having an alert, but it WILL happen again. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Vil> Which would seem to carry a good deal more weight than a simple error. The message was recorded. There would ahve been time to correct any mistake. Mitar Precip -> I don't think you understand what I did up their Kansas....I not only questioned the Admiral's plan...I also questioned Sovak 's logic...and the XO's and did not instill confidence in the younger officers on the bridge. Hilee -> Alex> I read a stable build up... Eva Jaz -> :: goes to said patient , grabbing a dermal regenrator on the way , and twirling it in her hand like a gun in the farwest :: Here we go Ens. Second round of regenaration and we'll get that skin all baby soft for you once again Vilanne -> ::turns back to Jaiysa:: Or pre-recorded... and played at the wrong time. Turris Morran -> ::pauses, looking thoughtful:: Hmm, I've lost my train of thought. ::eyes roll to the right, and starts mumbling, nodding his head and making calculations on his fingers:: AlexRamirez -> Hilee> Correct. Still holding at 25%. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::skeptical expression:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> I do na know. Sovak -> <Questioned MY logic!!?? He MUST be off his rocker!>> Kansas Kenickie -> ::Shrugs:: it happens sometimes T'Prise -> :: Finishes her scan with no chronitons detected. Transmits that bit of information to OPS. :: Mitar Precip -> I did...have a meeting with Senior Staff...before we arrived at the yards. AlexRamirez -> Hilee> Everything good over there, sir? MC_Escher -> ::points his fingers toward the wall:: That debris field we ran across? Wreckage of the Manticore. The same right down to its molecules. I need to coordinate scans, correlate data, and figure out what's going on. If a science officer is leading that... Keb -> ::looks at her own console with an expression of slight horror and doubt:: Hilee -> +ops+ Hilee here...We are beginning to bring the mains back online...and main engines re start....now,advise depts. as needed...Hilee out. MC_Escher -> ...then they're not able to conduct important scans. We need every man. Including me. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::pressing the light telling her info from the bay:: Admiral, science report coming in. Vilanne -> Nurse Nancy> ::begins preparations, just like earlier, to get everything in place:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::sending acknowledgement to T'Prise::: Eva Jaz -> :: completes second sessions of dermal regeneration and writes it down on the patient chart :: Admiral Atragon-9 -> Let's hear it, Jami Hilee -> Alex> Ack...bring them up to 50%...now LtCdrFaldek -> ::Looks at Farrington:: Cmdr JFarrington -> No chronitons detected on the samples. Mitar Precip -> I argued my points. And they were discarded. ONce we found out the target was 5 shipyards I tried on the bridge through Sovak...but he wouldn't see the numbers....How can a Vulcan not see the numbers....::sounds emotional:: Vilanne -> How's the back, Jaiysa? Eva Jaz -> ::winks at the patient :: There you go , keep your hand under wrap , and come and see us back in 3 days for another treatment , but other than that you're clear for duty Kansas Kenickie -> he is Vulcan... he can't help himself Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Numb. ::shortly:: Mitar Precip -> ::stands and looks up at the ceiling:: I am still upset over this. AlexRamirez -> ::Increases the flow to 50% saturation and it warbles for a second, then stabilizes:: Good over here, 50% achieved. Hilee -> ::checking and re checking the mains power climb and stability:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::just sits back and nods his head:: uhhyeeahh Cmdr JFarrington -> ::sure doesn't want to speculate on that::: Vilanne -> ::waggles finger at Jaiysa to come to her in a quiet corner:: LtCdrFaldek -> Excuse me Admiral, Captain... kyle_mele -> ::nodding:: And you feel as though your team is unable to function without your direct supervision? Asteria Jaxa -> Other than the bio scans these are cataloged and a short description of the finding on the PADD Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::turns:: Mr. Faldek? Eva Jaz -> :: finishes her annotations on the PADD , before putting on Vil's desk for revision :: Kansas Kenickie -> I am too! Mitar Precip -> Part of me....wants to go up to the Admrial and Sovak and say I told you so....you had to bring Manticore back in on a second attack run.. LtCdrFaldek -> Just had a thought... if Science hasn't already done so, perhaps they should quantum date the debris? Vilanne -> <<Vil has a desk? Woot!>> Cmdr JFarrington -> ::watching engineering work their magic::: MC_Escher -> ::sighs:: No. But it would function better. And right now, I would say this is a situation of the needs of the many outweighing an extra day's healing of the one. Ian_Syndrx -> ::is rather puzzled by the lack of chronitons, theorizes in his head about how he would forge the metalurgical signature:: Mitar Precip -> And we paid for it.... Turris Morran -> Well, anyway. If this is a predestination paradox, we might as well start making peace with our makers. ::shrugs and scrapes a sample from a piece of debris into a petri dish:: I'll be in the lab. Eva Jaz -> << desk , not an office ... >> Hilee -> Alex> Ack....ok,slowly bring them up to 75%...now Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::waggled at; gives Vil a somewhat tired look but walks over:: T'Prise -> :: Joins Jaxa. :: Have you found anything conclusive? Vilanne -> ::speaks low:: Can I check it again? Hilee -> ::tapping away and routing power to the grid as necessary :: T'Prise -> :: Eyes follow Morran. :: Lieutenant? kyle_mele -> ::nodding quietly, thinking for a long moment:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::and fields another minor complaint from Ens Noway's quarters about the sonic showers::: Eva Jaz -> ::joins back Jai and Vil after checking on McFly again , who is now dozing off :: AlexRamirez -> ::Brings the ratio to 75% saturation.:: No problems yet, sir. Everything's holding steady. Looks like those repairs worked. Mitar Precip -> Kansas....please if you are upset talk with the counselor ....not the Admiral or Captain in this case...I relise she is the second officer...but talk to her. Hilee -> ::listening to the hum as the power increases...:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> I would assume that they... +T'Prise+ Lt. Commander, have you quantum dated the debris? Kansas Kenickie -> I don't talk to shrinks Mitar Precip -> I don't want to see another officer lose it... Kansas Kenickie -> they get in your head and mess things up Turris Morran -> ::T'Prise:: I'll need better equipment than a tricorder and portable scanner to determine if this substance is humanoid in origin. Mitar Precip -> Shrinks can help sometimes I have heard. Hilee -> Alex> Ok...here we go,go to 100% intermix,bringing the mains online to full capacity...now Vilanne -> ::turns to Dr Jaz:: Did engineering ever get the surgical suite fixed? Mitar Precip -> ::chuckles:: WHere did you hear that from? T'Prise -> + A9 + We are in the process right now. Kansas Kenickie -> next thing you know I am talking about my feelings and crying like some dope Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::silent for a moment then then turns and lifts up the back of her tunic to reveal the healing burns:: Ie? Why? Admiral Atragon-9 -> +T'P+ Ack Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ((oops, she's already looking away :P )) Cmdr JFarrington -> :: brightens up, watching main power come back::: kyle_mele -> ::sighs, shaking his head slowly:: I disagree.. no, you need your rest. I know you're itching to get out of here, to do something, but the request to be discharged is denied. Mitar Precip -> You would cry over this situation we are in? Asteria Jaxa -> Well they are defiantly pieces of Manticore and it would seem that there are biologicals here but without further analysis I'm not sure what they are, there seem to be a number of different samples. AlexRamirez -> Hilee> Understood. Opening to 100% flow. ::Brings the mains online, setting the intermix chamber's flow to normal 100% operation:: Looks like everything's good, sir. Eva Jaz -> ::shakes her head :: The only engineers I've seen around here were patients... DId anyone even called for a team to come and fix it .. it's been hectic around ehre T'Prise -> :: Morran :: You have not been dismissed. I need a complete analysis of each sample, including a quantum analysis. Keb -> ::impatient to find out what's going on with the duplicate manticore:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::eyes locked on the feed::: Vilanne -> ::takes out the tricorder and turns back to Jaiysa, scanning her skin and lower layers:: Mitar Precip -> Even if you did....she's a doctor and must keep things confidential. Kansas Kenickie -> no, but I am sure she would twist it into some childhood crap and then do some kinda Shrink crap to make me cry Hilee -> ::Looking around and listening ...feeling the deck plating begin to have that familiar subtle vibration:: Eva Jaz -> Vil> Want me to make the call Ian_Syndrx -> ::submits a file search request for any files on metalurgical signatures to the computer:: Vilanne -> ::to Eva, without taking attention off Jaiysa's burns:: Can you see if you can get someone to get on the repairs? We really need that area. Cmdr JFarrington -> Main power coming online, Admiral. Mitar Precip -> Kansas...if McFLy did not survive....I would guess maybe you would...but he lived. AlexRamirez -> ::Taps some controls and runs a level 5 diagnostic, making sure he didn't miss anything, and makes sure everything's in order:: Hilee> Running a level 5 diagnostic to check everything, sir. This should tell us if there's anything wrong that we can't see. MC_Escher -> ::sighs, slumps:: My only last argument would be that I know my science team better than you do, but that won't change your mind. I guess...I guess that means I'm going to have to kill you. Eva Jaz -> +ENG+ Sickbay here Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::glancing at Eva over her shoulder:: Hilee -> Alex> She's got her second wind T'Prise -> :: Turns to Jaxa. :: Did you include a thorough scan of each sample in your cataloging process? Vilanne -> ::takes out the dermal regenerator, doesn't flip it deftly between her fingers, but does work on Jai's burns:: You know, Jaiysa... I see some tissues that were scarred... from the past. ::waits for any response:: kyle_mele -> ::shrug:: You are more than welcome to try. It would mean the end of your career and would likely also result in severe punishment. Hilee -> +Ops+ Hilee here...mains and engines are back to nominal operational capacity...we are back Kansas Kenickie -> I wouldn't cry, I would march up to the bridge and teach them a thing or two about a thing or two Mitar Precip -> ::crosses arms:: If you are going to have a meltdown like I did...do it to Farrington. Keb -> ::glad to see she can run if need be:: AlexRamirez -> Hilee> Yeah, it was discomforting without the hum of the engines in the background, I got used to them... when they were gone... it's like a friend not being there in the background. Asteria Jaxa -> ::Nods:: Yes they are all here ::offers T'Prise the PADD Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::slow beat:: Ie. Vilanne -> <<You go Kansas! LOL>> LtCdrFaldek -> ::quietly:: We're not back til we have weapons and full shields... Cmdr JFarrington -> +Hilee+ Acknowledged. Operations shows green. Eva Jaz -> +ENG+ I just wanted to double check that someone had called in the damage that need to be fixed with one of our surgical bays , We've lost track of it MC_Escher -> ::gives him a wry smile:: Oh come on. THAT'S your biggest complaint about trying to kill you? ::taps his comm badge:: +T'Prise+ T'Prise, report. What's new? Turris Morran -> ::sighs and steps over to the cargobay computer, taking the biological samples with him:: Kansas Kenickie -> I don't melt down... it's not in my DNA Hilee -> +Ops+ Commander...Warp speed is available now...through all ranges Vilanne -> Anything you want to tell me? ::continues to regenerate:: AlexRamirez -> ::The console beeps showing no problems on the diagnostic:: Hilee> Looks like the diagnostic checked out. Everything's clear, sir. Mitar Precip -> You think I don't want to do that? Cmdr JFarrington -> +Hilee+ Acknowledged. Kansas Kenickie -> lets go! Kansas Kenickie -> ::removes her jacket:: Cmdr JFarrington -> Admiral, main power online. Warp at your command. Mitar Precip -> Kansas....No. T'Prise -> :: Looks over the PADD. :: We will need to begin a quantum analysis of each sample. Please setup a work table and inform me when it is ready. Hilee -> Alex> Ack....goodwork,maintain the watch kyle_mele -> ::chuckle:: We both know I'd win. Try to relax as best you can, I'm sorry to have to keep you.. but I've given you permission to use your commbadge - that's more than I give most. Kansas Kenickie -> Kenickie's don't back down from a fight... or loose them either :P Vilanne -> ::finishes up, covers and comes around in front of Jai:: Hmm? Mitar Precip -> Look....Matt is likely to become the new CSEC..he's going to need help....your help. T'Prise -> + Escher + Sir, I cannot give you a report until you have been cleared for duty. Hilee -> ::sighs a sigh of releif::+sickbay+ Hilee here... Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::no, she doesn't really want to talk about it, but experience has taught her Vil can be very persistant:: I was in another fire...when I was much younger. ::shrugs:: Contact with a heated wall. Mitar Precip -> And YOU are not at your home with your brothers. Admiral Atragon-9 -> ACTION: THE TACTICAL STATION ON THE BRIDGE BEEPS AS THE SCANS OF THE DEBRIS FIELD FIND SOMETHING NEW AlexRamirez -> Hilee> Request to work on the LR sensor array, sir. I do have a bit of experience working with them. Asteria Jaxa -> Right away ::Gathers the necessary items and goes to work on setting up the work table:: Turris Morran -> ::runs the sample through the computer, looking over the results:: AlexRamirez -> Hilee> You did say they needed to get up, sir. MC_Escher -> +T'Prise+ Doctor Mele has given me clearance for comm badge use, so you can tell me things even if I can't come see them for myself. Now, status report. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::lets her tunic fall back into place:: Hilee -> +Eva+ Hilee here Doctor... Eva Jaz -> +Hilee+ hey.. :: happy and relieved to hear him :: I need a team to fix a surgical bay , we had a fire in here LtCdrFaldek -> ::looks at the console, beeping:: Got something out in the debris feild sensors have not previously detected. Vilanne -> ::spoke quietly, with a hand gently on Jai's shoulder:: In time, perhaps you'll trust me enough to share such things about your past. I am your friend. Eva Jaz -> +Hilee+ :: lowers her voice :: Are you ok , hurt anything ? kyle_mele -> ::smirks:: (whisper to Escher) Do you think she'll contact me to confirm that? AlexRamirez -> Hilee> Never mind, sir. I'll just keep track of the engines. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::focused on ship operations::: Kansas Kenickie -> I don't get why you think you are getting canned, we didn;t smack them around yet Hilee -> Alex> Negative...there is a team working the problem now... Kansas Kenickie -> I'll take the Vulcan.. you got the brass Turris Morran -> ::comes across something interesting and turns to T'Prise:: Commander, Ensign, you may find this interesting. T'Prise -> :: Follows behind Jaxa to help. :: + Escher + As soon as I receive notification from Dr. Mele, I will send you our findings. LtCdrFaldek -> Sensor data is not complete, however it may be biological in origin. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::shifts allocations to balance power, putting one thing at a time online::: Ian_Syndrx -> ::reads through the imprinting process, thinking that if individual hull sections can be imprinted identically then two ships could be:: AlexRamirez -> ::Goes back to monitoring the engines at the main engineering console:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::pivots:: biological? MC_Escher -> ::gives Mele a look:: Would you be so kind, doctor? Admiral Atragon-9 -> so this ship wasn't empty when it exploded Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::feels herself more stung than she would have expected by the hurt in Vil's voice:: ::sighs:: There is na much to say, rokhinu. I was...very young. The memory is more a dream than anything else. LtCdrFaldek -> I'm just telling you what the sensors are telling me. Cmdr JFarrington -> ::almost hears the cheers as the replicators come back::: Mitar Precip -> We are at War Kansas.....I told him to stop the attack ordered by his superiors...I am finished once this mission is over. Asteria Jaxa -> ::Looks up from setting up the table and takes a step closer to Morran:: Yes? T'Prise -> :: Changes direction and heads over to join Morran. :: Yes, Lieutenant? Cmdr JFarrington -> ::catching A9's comment in the background::: Eva Jaz -> ::tries to hear what Jai and Vil are talking about , waiting for Hilee to answer :: kyle_mele -> ::shakes his head, grinning:: Why are Vulcans so.. by the book? Mitar Precip -> Tranferred to another vessel in the war...just not a critical one like Manticore. Hilee -> ::watching the main console::+Eva+ <w> I am fine...unless you discount the last time we slept down here,I understood there was a team already dispatched to fix the suite kyle_mele -> ::taps:: +COM+ Mele to T'Prise. Sovak -> If there is biological residue, we should be able to get a DNA match. Turris Morran -> ::brings up an magnified view of something that looks like a long thread, turns to Jaxa:: May I see your arm a moment, Ensign? T'Prise -> + Mele + This is T'Prise, go ahead. Admiral Atragon-9 -> +T'Prise+ Lt. Commander, you will need to set up a bio stasis field, it looks like we have found some biological... debris as well Kansas Kenickie -> ::Waves hand:: your fine MC_Escher -> ::shrugs:: Why do Ferengi love gold? Mitar Precip -> You think so? Keb -> ::feeling a cold chill at the news, a little lump of fear in her throat:: Kansas Kenickie -> much worse has happen during times of war Turris Morran -> <<They don't, gold is worthless>> Kansas Kenickie -> it's not like you slept with his wife Asteria Jaxa -> ::Looks at her arm:: Sure ::Holds up her arm for Morran:: LtCdrFaldek -> <<Indeed, watch Who Mourns for Morn>> kyle_mele -> +T'Prise+ I have, indeed, cleared your chief for restricted duty; you may share information with him as requested. MC_Escher -> <<Escher's still woozy from his accident =P>> Eva Jaz -> +Hilee+ Thank the stars ... I'll save you some of Sickbay's amazing coffee extraordinaire T'Prise -> + A9 + Understood. We have already made that determination. Initiating isolation protocols in the cargo bay. :: Taps the console and yellow lights start flashing. :: Admiral Atragon-9 -> Agreed, Sovak. We need to get out of here and head home, but first I want to pick up some of these bio traces Cmdr JFarrington -> ::deep breath::: +T'Prise+ Main power is back. Power available from your location for your needs. Mitar Precip -> ::approaches Kenickie:: This was my first....first mission in a war...and I failed to carry it out. I will be questioned for the rest of this war if I have the courage to fight it. Vilanne -> ::soft nod to Jaiysa:: Well, I"m finished, the skin will finish healing on its own. There's no more need for bandages, skin is not open and exposed to infection. Sovak -> If there is biological residue, we should be able to get a DNA match. Turris Morran -> ::pinches off a bit of fabric from her uniform, placing it next to the other sample and running it through the computer, a few moments a later a nearly identical magnified view of the fabric appears next to the first:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> +T'P+ and T'Prise, we need to leave this area in 5 minutes, so beam aboard what you need in a hurry Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::quietly:: Hann'yyo, Vil. Eva Jaz -> +Hilee+ Well they're not here yet , if they were dispatched they;re taking their sweet time , We need that surgical bay operational asap ... Vilanne -> ::overhear's Eva say Coffee, and takes hers back off the counter:: Vilanne -> ::warm smile at Jaiysa over the brim of the cup:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> <<uh oh, Sovak skipped a groove again>> Kansas Kenickie -> We all have moments of weakness, it how we learn from them that determines how the story ends LtCdrFaldek -> ::sends the coordinates to T'Prise's tricorder:: Sovak -> <<Had some bad room lag>> T'Prise -> + Mele + Understood commaander. Eva Jaz -> +Hilee+ Can you check on them for me , thanks hun , err Lt Commander <q> I'll see you as soon as I can get out of here MC_Escher -> +T'Prise+ So? Turris Morran -> What we have here is a piece of replicated uniform. There was definitely someone onboard this ::gestures to the debris:: Manticore when it was destroyed. Mitar Precip -> I don't doubt your courage Kansas...just your rush to bum rush the Command Staff. We are still in hot water....Arcturan space. Once we are out. Things will get settled. Hilee -> +Eva+ Understood Doctor...and we will as soon as possible.... Vilanne -> ::snickers to Jaiysa:: Eva better watch that "hon" stuff... T'Prise -> + A9 + Aye sir. We will coordinate with OPS. kyle_mele -> ::shoos Escher out of his office as he consults with T'Prise:: Ian_Syndrx -> ::sees that main power is backup, powers up the sensor arrays that still function, sending commands to prevent them from emmiting any radiation while allowing them to interface with the sensor control program:: Sovak -> <<and I NEVER skip :P >> Cmdr JFarrington -> <only trounce?> Kansas Kenickie -> you have to admit that a good bum rush never hurt no one but the bum MC_Escher -> ::nods and limps back out of his office and over to his biobed:: Kansas Kenickie -> *no AlexRamirez -> ::Looks up:: Hilee> Sir, need someone to take a look at sickbay's surgical suite? T'Prise -> + Jami + We are ready to recieve additional samples, Commander. LtCdrFaldek -> ::sends the coordinates to the OPS console as well for the bio debris:: Asteria Jaxa -> ::Looks at the two samples:: So we where all on boared when this happened or happens... Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::smirks:: Sovak -> <<However I do groove on occasion>> Ian_Syndrx -> ::watches red lights flare up on his screen as the control circuits burn out again:: Kansas Kenickie -> <<A groovie Vulcan?>> Mitar Precip -> Did you just suggest Sovak and Admiral Atragon-9 are bums? ::bolian quizical look:: Cmdr JFarrington -> +T'Prise+ Locate and send coordin.... received. Locking on for transport. Kansas Kenickie -> ::Smirks::: LtCdrFaldek -> It's probably one of the gel packs... kyle_mele -> ::taps:: +COM+ Mele to Vilanne. Mitar Precip -> ::smiles:: I should not be smiling over this....I should not... Cmdr JFarrington -> +T'Prise+ Should be in the bay. Turris Morran -> ::nods:: It would seem that way. Eva Jaz -> ::turns to Vil , tired looking :: It slipped ... anywho .. a team has been dispacthed to fix the surgical bay but I think they got lost or something Vilanne -> ::notes Escher going to his assigned biobed, glad Mele had a talk with him, steps over to Mele's office:: +Mele+ Sir? Kansas Kenickie -> it helps T'Prise -> :: Moves next to Morran to look at the console readout. :: This indicates that quantum scoring is present on these samples. The biological matter and your findings lead me to postulate that we are indeed dealing with a predestination paradox. Vilanne -> ::nods to Eva:: Keb -> ::looking a little pale, wondering who was on board the other "Manticore" when it bit the spacedust:: Ian_Syndrx -> ::signals the science lab for someone to take over at the bridge station then storms off to main sensor control with a fierce scowl:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> They have had a lot to deal with, as we all have. ::shrugs:: T'Prise -> :: Jami :: Samples received. kyle_mele -> ::glances up:: Vil, please prepare one of the private suites for Mr Escher so he can conduct his business without fear of interruption or distraction. Admiral Atragon-9 -> MAGIC EDIT (for ease of plot propulsion): THE STASIS FIELD IS SET UP AND A FAIR AMOUNT OF BIOLOGICAL MATERIAL HAS BEEN BEAMED ABOARD, ALONG WITH WHATEVER OTHER PIECES OF HULL THAT SCIENCE WILL NEED FOR ANALYSIS Eva Jaz -> ::nods at Jai :: I'm sure they do Cmdr JFarrington -> ::A9:: Samples in the bay, Admiral. LtCdrFaldek -> +ENG+ Got an idea when shields and such will be at full? Vilanne -> Aye, chief. ::goes back out and alerts the nurses to prepare a priv suite for Escher...then heads back over to the doctors:: We need to set up Escher in a private room, let's use 2. T'Prise -> :: Escher :: Commander, we have determined that these samples are indeed from the Manticore and that quantum scoring, along with biological material is present. At this time I concur with Lieutenant Morran's hypothesis. Admiral Atragon-9 -> Thanks, Jami. Keb, take us straight back toward Federaton space, Warp 4 Mitar Precip -> ::sighs:: I am confined to the security bay....even if I attempted a "bum rush" I'd be breaking orders. Asteria Jaxa -> ::Looks up at T'Prise's assessment:: Kansas Kenickie -> so you have to sleep here? Ian_Syndrx -> ::reaches main sensor control to find a mess of optical wiring and isolinear circuitry, supreses an urge to break something and starts untangling the spaghetti of wires on the floor:: MC_Escher -> ::blinks:: +T'Prise+ A closed time loop? Is this Manticore from the future or past? Keb -> ::nods:: Yessir, going to Warp 4. ::puts in the coordinates and turns the ship to the border:: Hilee -> Alex> I need the shields back up too...lets focus on that,increasing power to the defense grid...watch it ,no surges T'Prise -> :: Morran :: Please make a report of your findings for the command team. Mitar Precip -> It hasn't been that long....Hmm...I never considered that. I've been thinking of what happened over and over again... Kansas Kenickie -> let it go... you dont want to get wrinkles Eva Jaz -> Josh> ::makes his way to Jai:: Soooooo Glad we get a little breather eh? Vilanne -> ::heading towards Escher, hearing the time loop comment:: Kansas Kenickie -> ::grabs a donut:: Hilee -> +Faldek+ Shield repairs have been made,now at 35%,and holding,we are increasing power to the grid to accomidate them Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::gets an idea and hurries into the RR:: AlexRamirez -> Hilee> Shields, then. I'll probably need to go to the forward emitters, they took the brunt of the damage. Can you manage here, sir, while I go do some testing and repair-work, sir? T'Prise -> + Escher + We have not yet determined the time period from which this Manticore orginated. I will report when I have further findings. Asteria Jaxa -> ::Steps back over to finish the table and ready it for work:: T'Prise the work station you asked for is set up Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::lost in thought; blinks as Josh addresses her and eyes him:: What? LtCdrFaldek -> ::watches A-9 disappear rather quickly into the RR:: Mitar Precip -> Comes with the job. I hope you find a way to keep Matt...wrinkle free. Kansas Kenickie -> they were collecting space junk when I left the bridge.. Ian_Syndrx -> ::gets all of the debris cleared from the working space and starts assessing the repairs needed to restore functionality to the control circuit:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> +PRECIP+ A9 to Commander Precip Eva Jaz -> ::smiles overly sweet at Jai :: Breather , time to relax you know Kansas Kenickie -> I can keep him calm and wrinkle free Eva Jaz -> << that was Josh>> Mitar Precip -> ::exhales:: Oh boy. Hilee -> Alex> Go ahead...be careful,they are online....and hot Kansas Kenickie -> ::Lifts brow:: MC_Escher -> +T'Prise+ Thanks a lot. I wish I could be there to help, but you know the medical type. ::gives Vilanne a mostly joking mean look:: Escher out. Mitar Precip -> +A9+Precip here go ahead Admiral. Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Oh. ::beat:: Ie. AlexRamirez -> Hilee> I don't want to increase power to them if there's still some shorts, I'll take necessary precautions to make sure they don't zap me with some kilojoules. Kansas Kenickie -> ::Points to the Brig:: it's over there.. get in Keb -> ::eases the ship into Warp 4, leaving the remains of...the ship...in the distance:: Vilanne -> ::smirks:: Oh gosh, I lost your reservation for that private room.... now where did I put that? ::eyes Escher:: T'Prise -> :: Looks up at Jaxa. :: We will need to extend the containment area to encompass the work station. EVA suits are in the lockers at the rear of the cargo bay. Admiral Atragon-9 -> +PRECIP+ Mitar, on almost every occasion, I value and welcome your counsel Eva Jaz -> :: goes around gathering uo instrument for sterilzation : Mitar Precip -> ::listens to the comm:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> +PRECIP+ I am in need of it again MC_Escher -> ::laughs:: I kid. There's some serious stuff going down, though. I wish I could help. Eva Jaz -> Josh> I was wondering if ..... :: takes a deep breath :: Kansas Kenickie -> ::thwapps his arm:: See Turris Morran -> ::nods and begins compiling his report:: Hilee -> Alex> No drain noted or open circuits on the boards...may be a simple matter of replacing a switching station Admiral Atragon-9 -> +PRECIP+ I think we need to talk about your ... situation kyle_mele -> ::finishes up the last of the paperwork (well, all he's going to do for now), stands, exits his office:: Mitar Precip -> I am going to get...a lot of wrinkles.... AlexRamirez -> ::He smiles and grabs a pair of insulated gloves and a toolkit, and heads out of main engineering to the forward deflector array:: Hilee> I'll take a look and contact you when I know more. Cmdr JFarrington -> <What? No shredder?> Kansas Kenickie -> (w) you need back up? Vilanne -> Well, the nurses are almost finished. ready to be moved? Do you want the nurses to do it, or are you walking on your own? T'Prise -> :: Moves to the storage lockers and pulls out an EVA suit. Hands it to Jaxa. T'Prise -> :: kyle_mele -> ::stands at the doorway on the slightly raised platform, overlooking the aftermath of a true medical emergency:: Mitar Precip -> +A9+Aye sir....shall I report to your Ready Room? Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::just barely avoids rolling her eyes:: T'Prise -> :: Pulls out a second and turns to look for Morran. :: Hilee -> Alex> very well carry on...::grins:: Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::knows this can't be going anywhere good:: Ian_Syndrx -> ::starts catalouging the damaged isolinear circuits, still thinking about how a metalurgical signature could be spoofed:: Admiral Atragon-9 -> +PRECIP+ Yes, Commander Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> Ie...? Admiral Atragon-9 -> + Admiral Atragon-9 -> +PRECIP+ A9 out MC_Escher -> I can walk on my own. With minimal wincing even! ::gets up and only cringes once:: AlexRamirez -> ::Exits main engineering and heads to the main deflector array, pulling out an engineering tricorder and configuring it to look for burned out switching panels or dead wiring:: Eva Jaz -> Josh> :: sees Mele out and doesn't finish his question , goes to the surgical bay that burnt trying to salvage some instruments :: kyle_mele -> ::his eyes drifting past scores of empty medcarts, biobeds in disarray, equipment left haphazardly in locations as their users moved on to more important things:: Cmdr JFarrington -> ::power holding, small fluctuations within normal parameters::: Kansas Kenickie -> ::Paused:: Keb -> ::paused:: LtCdrFaldek -> ::paused:: Mitar Precip -> ::looks at Kansas:: One thing...Kansas...any idea how many we lost? Admiral Atragon-9 -> =/\======= PAUSE SIM =======/\= Admiral Atragon-9 -> Okay, a few announcements, folks Admiral Atragon-9 -> First, the Command Staff is pleased to present the Meritorious Log Writing award to... Admiral Atragon-9 -> Dr. t'Tamarak for "Fire in the Walls" Cmdr JFarrington -> And...::turns to Sovak::: Sovak -> The Command Staff is also pleased to present the MA to Admiral Atragon for his contribution to "Shades of Black: Sovak -> Congrats, Admiral Admiral Atragon-9 -> Okay, TBS will be 2 hours

The Command Staff is pleased to Present The Meritorious Achievement Award for Exceptional Logs to Jaiysa t'Tamarak for Fire in the Walls and Admiral Atragon for his contribution to Shades of Black )

Well, it didn't slip my mind, but it surely got away from me now that hubby is home (after 45 days!)! Anyway, Happy Birthday to Us!!!! And I want a cake like that for our 10th!

Whelp... a little to the right and you'da had a bullseye, Jake! Try 'er again, Buddy.