USS Excalibur Sim Log - 02.11.18

[Cdr Miranda Hawthorne 0]

MISSION BRIEF: Commanders Cormoran and Hawthorne have returned from the station with news and have gathered the important people (y'all) on the bridge for an update.

 

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

 

William Chocox: ::is leaned up against a wall::

Rhan K'hal: :: on the bridge, waiting for the scuttle to butt ::

Maryse Dubois: ::On the bridge, sitting at a console.::

Cptn Swain: Arden> ::With Miranda on the bridge, studiously avoiding sitting in his husbands chair::

Tandaris Admiran: :: hanging, as they say, out::

Hunter Matheson: ::Helm, trying not to cave it in:::

Hakran K'hal: :: at the science station, sitting and waiting patiently ::

Indaura Ryssan: :: On the bridge helping with the medical portion of the investigation :

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She glanced about, noting that everyone was gathered and then nodded to Arden.::

Rhan K'hal: :: tail swoops around ::

Cptn Swain: Arden> Thank you all for coming. The Commander and I have spoken with Vice-Admiral Lukal.

William Chocox: ::raises eyebrow::

Hunter Matheson: :::watching, listening::

Cptn Swain: Arden> The Admiral agrees that the Captain of one of the lead ships in this sector going missing is worthy of further investigation. ::Glances to Miranda::

William Chocox: (m) About time the higher ups know what's going on.

Rhan K'hal: :: resists the urge to use the 24th Century equivalent of "well, duh" but only barely ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: He has also agreed to keep this information quiet for the time being. He knows, but the rest of the universe doesn't have to... yet.

Hunter Matheson: ::can't believe he's hearing this::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: With his permission, we have been allowed to formally investigate while the Excalibur's repairs are completed.

Hunter Matheson: ::blink::

Hunter Matheson: ::sounds like typical head shed::

Cptn Swain: Arden> I've been allowed to accompany you on detached duty as well.

Rhan K'hal: Because if he told you no, you'd detach yourself anyway. Nice to see we have an admiral with some common sense.

Rhan K'hal: :: stretches his fingers, eager to get on with gettin' on ::

Hunter Matheson: TDY, sir?

Cptn Swain: Arden> ::Smirks:: So, that's the extent to the relatively good news.

Maryse Dubois: And...here's where it turns.

Cptn Swain: Arden> As you can imagine, with keeping this mission relatively under the radar the Admiral couldn't just give us ::points in a general direction:: a ship someone might miss. Nor could he allocate resources to complete Excalibur in time for us to depart in a reasonable fashion.

William Chocox: So...?

Indaura Ryssan: :: Not feeling well herself ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She threw Will and Tandy particular looks.:: You'll have fun with this one.

William Chocox: I get to blow something up?

Rhan K'hal: :: aside to Maryse :: You might want to stock up on antihistamines, I have a feeling there's going to be dust involved.

Cptn Swain: Arden> ::Looks at Will with a cocked eye:: Are all of the engineers Asher has working for him always crazy?

Maryse Dubois: ::Nods.::

Hakran K'hal: Yes.

Rhan K'hal: Yes.

Cptn Swain: Arden> This is like a lifelong affliction.

William Chocox: You might be right, I might be crazy.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: With one exception -- me. ::Arms crossed over her chest.::

William Chocox: But it just might be a lunatic you're looking for.

Cptn Swain: Arden> ::Glances to Miranda, with a grin::

Cptn Swain: Arden> Crazy is likely good for this. So, Mister K'hal if you wouldn't mind pull up the following coordinates. I'd like to show you all our ride... ::glances to Miranda:: with the Commander's permission?

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Slight nod to Arden.:: Of course.

Rhan K'hal: :: angles an ear in curiosity, pulls up the coordinates and pulls them up on the front in holo mode ::

Rhan K'hal: :: angles his whole head as the sensors focus on the ride ::

Tandaris Admiran: :: regards the ship that comes on screen with skepticism::

William Chocox: ::swears under his breath::

Cptn Swain: ACTION> On screen, a picture of darkened Miranda-class vessel floats in orbit of a small asteroid on the perimeter of the system.

Hunter Matheson: ::relaxes into a crooked grin:::

Cptn Swain: Arden> May I introduce you to the USS Lugh.

William Chocox: How long has that been on mothballs?

Rhan K'hal: I didn't think there were any left outside the Starfleet ship museum. They don't even use them in the holo-training anymore.

Cptn Swain: Arden> She's been serving as a parts depot for a while now.

Maryse Dubois: ::Starts to chuckle, but cuts herself short.:: Do I need to pack tetanus shots too?

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: The good news is that her warp core is still operational.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: The bad news is that her creature comforts are.... lacking.

Cptn Swain: Arden> You all might want to bring along some sleeping bags. Most of the crew quarters have been stripped of, well, everything. Including life support modules.

Tandaris Admiran: :: looks at Chocox:: Better pack more equipment

William Chocox: ::blinks:: No kidding.

Rhan K'hal: Does the shuttlebay work? We may want a few modern ones to, you know, outstrip the entire computing capability it might have had in its heyday.

Hakran K'hal: Not to mention for the sensors.

Cptn Swain: Arden> The shuttle bay does not have force-field generators.

William Chocox: Oh joy.

Cptn Swain: Arden> I believe they're currently aboard the ::thinks for a moment:: USS Cairo?

William Chocox: Maybe we can find them and steal the generators back.

Rhan K'hal: :: scratches head :: I know we're doing this on the down-low, but honestly there isn't a runabout the station could spare? This isn't exactly the boonies.

Cptn Swain: Arden> Not without raising a few eyebrows. Besides, a runabout would be pretty cramped with all of us aboard.

Rhan K'hal: I've slept on Hakran before, I can sleep on him again.

William Chocox: How did he feel about the situation?

Hakran K'hal: :: reaches over and whacks Rhan over the head with a PADD ::

William Chocox: I think that answers that question.

Cptn Swain: Arden> ::Glances back to Miranda:: Anyway, as we mentioned before, the Admiral is willing to give us some time to find Asher on our own. But it is only 'some time.'

Rhan K'hal: :: sigh :: Well damn the 4 star accommodations, full speed ahead. Assuming the impulse engines aren't on the Cairo too.

Indaura Ryssan: :: Still working on the bridge, engrossed in her work ::

William Chocox: Wouldn't that be a pain in the butt.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: As I said, creature comforts. The Lugh's current specs have been sent to your PADDs. Study up and make the necessary adjustments to make it livable for this short mission. We are leaving within two hours.

William Chocox: Aye sir.

Hunter Matheson: Commander? ::waits for her attn::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Yes, Matheson?

Maryse Dubois: I think we'd be better off using the runabouts.

Hunter Matheson: What's going to be the story for our absence from the station?

Hunter Matheson: TDY, fixing up an aging, broken down... antique?

Rhan K'hal: :: aside, NIP :: I do hope Captain Swain has a good explanation for this, because if he doesn't there's going to be a line forming behind him holding blunt instruments.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: That is up to the Admiral. The usual is something about a training mission.

Hunter Matheson: Yes, ma'am.

Rhan K'hal: :: pulls his padd out from under his console, pulls up the specs, or lack thereof :: A very, very blunt instrument.

Cptn Swain: Arden> ::Miranda:: I am going to collect a few things for the mission. I'll meet you on the Lugh in an hour?

Hakran K'hal: :: looking things over, decides that he might as well link some tricorders on the outer hull rooms and he'd probably have better scientific instruments - jots down notes to steal a few dozen ::

Hunter Matheson: ::feels a buzz at his waist, pulls up his padd and begins to read::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She nodded again and then looked to the others.:: Any other questions?

Tandaris Admiran: :: Chocox:: Gather the last of our supplies and report to the Lugh . I want a full systems report ASAP

Rhan K'hal: Oh for the love of cheese and crackers, LCARS 2.1, really? :: holds his chest :: My heart...

William Chocox: Aye sir. ::hears Rhan:: I'm sorry what?

Rhan K'hal: :: dead eyes :: Two. Point. One.

Cptn Swain: ( You're lucky it has LCARS, bucky )

Cptn Swain: ( *rattles dice* )

Maryse Dubois: ::smirks.::

Hakran K'hal: :: rolls his eyes and flips his tail at his brother's dramatics ::

Hunter Matheson: ::paging through the specs for this... ship?::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: I expect more action and less grousing. It's this or nothing.

William Chocox: ::walks back towards Engineering to get the vastly expanded list of supplies ready::

Hunter Matheson: ::headscratch, wondering how the hell this was going to work:::

Hunter Matheson: :::looks to list... then Excal helm... then the list... then the helm's underbelly with a partially open access panel... to the list:::

Rhan K'hal: Operations officers are excellent multi-taskers, Commander. We can work and grouse at the same time. :: and he is, too as he speaks ::

Hunter Matheson: ::mutters:: Nah.. not compatible...

Cptn Swain: (( At least I picked an easy name to spell this time! ))

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: So long as you're working. I'll be on the Lugh if I'm needed before departure. ::She headed for the lift.::

Rhan K'hal: If we don't mind communal living we can use the crew's mess as a dormitory. Would save a lot of work.

Rhan K'hal: Also, the officer's mess should be able to be... manhandled into the late 24th Century.

Hunter Matheson: ::snort:: Wouldn't be the first time for me, sir. ::Rhan::

Rhan K'hal: :: nods at Hunter :: I'm sure you won't miss your quarters on the Excal a bit then, Gunny.

Hunter Matheson: ::snorts into a chuckle:: Oh, I'll miss 'em, Sir. But it'll be just like I was transferred to the old grind. Just wondering what bag I should bring - Sea, Air, Ship to Ship, ice…

 

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