RES Talon - Missing simlog posted 6/30/05

[KhreRiovtRex 0]

You have just entered room "talonauxillarycommanddeck."

TKsa: So I'm not the only one with issues, eh?

KhreRiovtRex: help me gett the others, if you see Leah, grab her

TKsa: I dont see Laeh on her normal name...but I'll check to see if someone else I know sees her

KhreRiovtRex: No, first no text sending, then it went all white

KhreRiovtRex: anyone see pexil?

Laehval tTemarr has entered the room.

Laehval tTemarr: I'm heeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrreeeeee

Hans Seiben: Jolan tru..

KhreRiovtRex: still waiting for NDak to accept invite

TKsa: What happened with our esteemed XO?

Hans Seiben: Eh?

KhreRiovtRex: still trying to get him too

Hans Seiben: And of course, I'm Koga.. ::duh::

TKsa:

TKsa: ::in one of her old Academy uniforms::

Hans Seiben: I can't see that first repsonse..

TKsa: =-- t'KSa

Hans Seiben: Ahh so

KhreRiovtRex: ok, think the xo is ok

KhreRiovtRex: Sorry about that, noticed text started not show to srea and running around

TAEJHAE: Pexil has away messae up

KhreRiovtRex: tr'Vosh's new job starts very early and thus he goes to bed early

KhreRiovtRex: So has requested an extended leave of absense.

Mr Nak: Doh!

Hans Seiben: Looks c'Ardb'Oard Helm's gonna see alot of kilometres then.. lol

KhreRiovtRex: Which leaves up with 8 active players when we're all here

KhreRiovtRex: Alrighty...I'm assuming that we should do something?

Hans Seiben: Yeah.. like sim? Maybe?

Hans Seiben: No?

KhreRiovtRex: seiben, we have enough to go with your stuff?

Hans Seiben: Sure..

Hans Seiben: RES Talon Mission Briefing, SD: 10506.30

Hans Seiben: Now that the Talon has arrived at the site of the outpost attack, and the last known whereabouts of the Firestorm, the Talon crew continue to scutinise every inch of space for leads leading to the Firestorm, as well as to look for

Hans Seiben: BEGIN SIM

Hans Seiben: BEGIN SIM

Hans Seiben: BEGIN SIM

Hans Seiben: Hmm..

Hans Seiben: RES Talon Mission Briefing, SD: 10506.30

Hans Seiben: Now that the Talon has arrived at the site of the outpost attack, and the last known whereabouts of the Firestorm, the Talon crew continue to scutinise every inch of space for leads leading to the Firestorm, as well as to look for

Hans Seiben: BEGIN SIM

Hans Seiben: BEGIN SIM

Hans Seiben: BEGIN SIM

Mr Nak: <<Deja vu..>>

Hans Seiben: ::gives up.. ::Stupid AIM..

KhreRiovtRex: Tactical....what is the status of the ships we were going to use

Mr Nak: ::waiting for engineering to finish their anti-hack process::

TKsa: ::in her office, trying to seem less sulky than usual::

Hans Seiben: ::at the OIra tapping buttons::

TAEJHAE: tA>:: on the oira:: at helm::

KhreRiovtRex: <magic edit, forgot I was in tKsa's office>

KhreRiovtRex: <assume that was the cardboard ops>

KhreRiovtRex: ::sits and looks at Morgana::

KhreRiovtRex: So?

Hans Seiben: ::has bad feeling.. asif they're close.. and weatching::

KhreRiovtRex: <Adjusts Universal Translator Dial too..Torontan....>

TKsa: ::clears her throat:: I appologize for my behavior. I was having some personal...difficulties. ::smirks slightly:: I usually refrain from bring such issues into the workplace, but I suppose my agrivation got the better of me. It

TKsa: won't happen again.

TAEJHAE: ::: Correction>.. Steps up to trP:: reporting as ordered Rekhhai

Hans Seiben: <it's Torontonian, eh? ;) >>

Laehval tTemarr: ::oh yes, Laehval was devising something Rihan worthy. Pexil already had

Laehval tTemarr: their shielding systems in the works to eliminate the virus as a threat long

Laehval tTemarr: enough for the Talon to destroy or otherwise incapacitate the Firestorm.

TAEJHAE: ((((BRB going to roll windows up in van::: rain startin))))))

Laehval tTemarr: Powering both of the shielding systems was going to be very tricky.::

KhreRiovtRex: <and you admit to a name like that? >

Mr Nak: <<Do I know you're supposed to take Helm?>>

Hans Seiben: <better than Haigoginan.. one from Halifax>

Hans Seiben: Haligoginan*

KhreRiovtRex: Uh huh..::playing with the tip of her hook:::

TAEJHAE: ((::shivers :: back))

Hans Seiben: <<::Wish we had some of that rain.. :-( >>

KhreRiovtRex: How you deal with your own staff does not concern me unless it has an impact upon the running of this ship

Mr Nak: <<one word: Hoosier>>

Mr Nak: <<Yeah, let me have some rain!>>

TAEJHAE: ((doubt it))

Mr Nak: <<Do I know you're supposed to report to Helm or should I be confused? :-)>>

Laehval tTemarr: ::Taking the general idea of the cloaking device, she'd worked out an energy

Laehval tTemarr: absorption system that would, in turn, give the Talon more power. That

Laehval tTemarr: was, of course, if it didn't overload first and kill them all. That was always

Laehval tTemarr: a possibility on Laehval's prized bucket o'bolts.::

KhreRiovtRex: < Confused, perhaps more so than normal>

KhreRiovtRex: sorry, just realized what name I was on...

TKsa: I would na take this out on my staff, I just applogize for my abrupt attitude when au commed me, Lhhei. It was inappropriate on my part. ::nods her head slightly::

KhreRiovtRex: Stop it

TKsa: ((Ruh roh, what does that mean?))

KhreRiovtRex: No..no..just a very very old sn that I just use for mail...forgot I was on it when I brought up aim

KhreRiovtRex: <The Stop it....was in character..>

KhreRiovtRex: Something has been bothering you. To the point of distraction....that.....is a concern.

TAEJHAE: Rakhhai I was ordered to the Oira by tRexan

Hans Seiben: ::looks at Ksa, then tapps his buttons again::

KhreRiovtRex: And stop apologizing....tell me what it is that is bothering you

KhreRiovtRex: <lol seiben..wrong ship.....tAejhae is next to you>

Hans Seiben: <bother.. >

Mr Nak: ::nods slightly, his usual half scowl on his face::

KhreRiovtRex: Is there some sort of issue at home?

Mr Nak: Very well. For what station?

Mr Nak: ::wondering why security is needed on the oira::

KhreRiovtRex: Or have you left behind some old jol?

Hans Seiben: ::Makes that t'A then::

TKsa: :::chews on her inner lip before responding, growls to herself:: I do na suffer veruuls well...nor do I like being made a veruul of myself. I was having issues with a friend on ch'Rihan before we become unavailble to communicate

TAEJHAE: tA> tRexan said If you see fit I may get to try my hand at helm

TKsa: with ch'Rihan. ::the color in her face rises:: and I guess I have been stewing too much over it.

TAEJHAE: ((forgot the second reason ::giggles::-)

KhreRiovtRex: ::needlessly digging for a response::

Hans Seiben: ::Wonders what it is with Dhenos and Helms.. then remembers who their chief is:: Oh yeah..

Mr Nak: Hmm. ::thinks a moment, then nods:: Carry on.

KhreRiovtRex: ::pleased to have evoked one::

KhreRiovtRex: I see....

KhreRiovtRex: Perhaps.....we should take the ship, and go blast this veruul that has disrupted the fleet?

Mr Nak: ::taps his t'Liss <did I use that one right?>:: tr'Psichore to t'Temarr

TAEJHAE: tA> ::takes the seat at helm::

KhreRiovtRex: <beautiful >

Laehval tTemarr: ::Rubbing the back of her neck with one hand, she slumped in her chair and

Laehval tTemarr: stared at the screen. Satisfied that she'd seen to every possible detail she

Laehval tTemarr: could, she motioned one of her Engineering Arrains over, uploading an ISD

Laehval tTemarr: with orders for his crew.:: See to it that this is done immediately. We have

Laehval tTemarr: na time to spare. I expect a report on aur status in dev suriena.

TKsa: Sounds like a pleasant idea. I have the coordinates for his private retreat...when can we depart? ::wolfish grin, slouching in her chair, arms folded over her chest::

Hans Seiben: ::monitors power consumption, particularly around Engineering, whilst they prepare their anti-hack device::

Laehval tTemarr: ::Watching him for a moment as he gathered his crew and began issuing orders, she activated her own comm.:: +Psichore+ Ie, Rekkhai?

KhreRiovtRex: ::laughs :: I think you would, I really do

TAEJHAE: ::takes helm and checks the coarse and speed::

Mr Nak: +tTemarr+ Is your protocol finished yet? Time is of the essence here. ::sounds slightly impatient::

Hans Seiben: ::also brings up shields and checks if they are up to snuff with the Firestorm::

TAEJHAE: ::continues to look forward and or down at the console before her::

TKsa: Do na tell me that au have na thought the same at some point and time in au's life?

Hans Seiben: >t'A> That Red Button makes us go fast.

Hans Seiben: ::grin::

KhreRiovtRex: Where do au see me at this point in life?

KhreRiovtRex: Of course I've thought it.....that's why I keep this large loaded gun

KhreRiovtRex: ::motions around the room::

Laehval tTemarr: +Psichore+ Our systems are being modified even now to accommodate the new shielding. And I, more than anyone else on the Talon, am fully aware of the time constraints. Au will have aur new systems shortly.

TAEJHAE: ::looks over to Sbien:: I know ...I was na given an order to increase speed

Hans Seiben: Of course..

Mr Nak: +t'Temarr+ I want them quicker than 'shortly.' tr'Psichore out.

Hans Seiben: ::tweaks it a little bit::

TKsa: Where do I see au at this point in life? With that hook? Fantasizing about a life of piratacy during io's mid-career crisis. ::teasing of course and sharing a rare smile::

TAEJHAE: Rekhhai Holding coarse and speed

Mr Nak: ::realizing that he has let up on the crew slightly, and that it was slightly too much::

Mr Nak: ::makes note to crack down again once this mission is concluded::

KhreRiovtRex: ::laughs, at Morgana's joke, rarely letting herself actually do so: At times, I think it would be the right thing to do.....Ie....with the politics...perhaps booty would be worth it

Laehval tTemarr: ::Why was it that the command types always wanted it faster than

Laehval tTemarr: possible? She knew exactly how long it would take and none of her team

Laehval tTemarr: would be shirking. Not on this. Not when their lives depended on it.

Laehval tTemarr: Laehval smirked at Psichore's attempt at pressure, her attention focused

Laehval tTemarr: again on her display.::

Laehval tTemarr: (( t'Rex said booty. ::snickers:: ))

KhreRiovtRex: <shake it baby>

Mr Nak: <<hahahaha>>

Laehval tTemarr: (( ::shaking it is her speciality. Ask most anyone. Shakes it fast.:: ))

Hans Seiben: Shields and systems are at 100%, Power cosumption, at 2.6 Giggawatts.

TAEJHAE: ((LOL))

Mr Nak: <<LOL>>

Hans Seiben: <<lmao>>

Laehval tTemarr: (( But we only need 1.21 gigawatts to activate the Flux Capacitor, Koga, so we're good. ))

Hans Seiben: <<!.21 Giggawatss?!>>

Hans Seiben: 2.21*

KhreRiovtRex: <tmi>

Hans Seiben: <<bah>>

KhreRiovtRex: <don't cross the streams!>

TKsa: ::can't help but laugh:: Not with our luck. We'll end up raiding garbage freighters instead of the big treasure ships.

Hans Seiben: <<One man's trah, is another man's trasure.. :-) >>

Hans Seiben: trash*

Mr Nak: ::stays calm after years of training to do so, but can't help but feel slightly antsy, not sure if the Firestorm might be heading out of range as he sat there, off to destroy another romulan base somewhere::

KhreRiovtRex: At the rate we get damage, it's amazing we're not already classified as a garbage scowl. tTemmar does a fanastic job of holding this thing together.

KhreRiovtRex: :pauses::

TKsa: ::pauses::

Mr Nak: :: pauses::

KhreRiovtRex: But if you ever tell her I said so, I'll deny it and make all of your lives miserable

Hans Seiben: ::pauses::

TAEJHAE has left the room.

Laehval tTemarr: +Oira+ We're activating the power transfer stations right now. Expect some surges. ::Smirking, still. Her idea of a surge was very broad.::

Laehval tTemarr: (( Nobody said End SIM! ))

TKsa: ((ROFL...didn't realize that you meant t'Rex paused in her comment, not pause sim))

Hans Seiben: <<ahh..>>

Mr Nak: <<LOL>>

Laehval tTemarr: (( Get your butts back in gear, maggots! ))

KhreRiovtRex: ROFL!

TKsa: Don't worry, lhhei. My lips are sealed.

Laehval tTemarr: (( ::In her best Gunny voice:: ))

Mr Nak: <<I was like.... okay, it's about that time... ::shrug::>>

TKsa: ((I'm blaming it on sleep deprievation....you all will have to come up with your own excuse ::ducks:: ))

Hans Seiben: ::Still tapping console::

TKsa has left the room.

TKsa has entered the room.

Mr Nak: <<::looks around:: Guess the storm was too bad for t'A>>

KhreRiovtRex: Look, you get upset again, come talk to me. You're the 2xo of this ship, and thus have some extended priviledges. We could have seen to the messages

TKsa: ((She's coming back))

Laehval tTemarr: ACTION: Power stations all over the ship began flickering madly. The Oira plunged into darkness, save for the emergency lighting.

Hans Seiben: Action: Just out of nowhere, a volley of torpedo fire hitsa the Talon on the port side!

TAEJHAE has entered the room.

Laehval tTemarr: (( That was good timing, Koga. ;-) ))

Hans Seiben: :-)

Mr Nak: ::looks around slightly::

Mr Nak: ::feels the torpedos::

TKsa: Na, I do na want to endanger the ship's position over a petty arguement. Do na worry, lhhei. I'll put my evil thoughts to better use next time.

Mr Nak: ::instantly focuses on the tactical console:: Evasive maneuvers!!

Hans Seiben: Minor to moderate damages to Decks 9-11

Mr Nak: ::scans for the source::

Hans Seiben: Shields: 94%

KhreRiovtRex: ::Grins:: Better yet....I know people in the right places....come talk to me again....I feel in the mood to cause some trouble

TAEJHAE: ((::curses storm and wind on above ground phone lines::-))))

Mr Nak: <<Do I see where they came from?>>

KhreRiovtRex: PAUSE SIM