USS Manticore 5.24.2010

[Cmdr JFarrington 0]

=/\= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #610, STARDATE 51005.24 =/\=

The Manticore is docked at Maturin Station for it's overdue retrofit and crew shore leave. While the crew relaxes, Atragon has met with the new Consul General and is preparing to brief the crew on the upcoming war with the Arcturians.

 

LtCdrFaldek -> ::crawls out of bed, leaving Keb behind::

Keb -> ::still asleep::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::stumbles to the sonic shower, walks into the bulkhead on the way there::

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::in their quarters aboard ship, staring at the contents of her closet:::

T'Prise -> :: Sitting complacently at a cafe on the station promenade, a bag of meditation supplies by her feet. Quietly sips tea. ::

Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::wandering stationside::

Asteria Jaxa -> ::strolls down the promenade looking for something promising to do::

kyle_mele -> ::wandereth::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::shakes off the walk into the wall and turns on the sonic shower, finding it set to ice cold, and screams bloody murder:: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

Keb -> ::wakes up with a start and falls out of the bed:: Beran? Are you okay?

MC_Escher -> ::sits across from T'Prise, arms crossed, looking slightly harried::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::turns the thing to hot, and yells:: I'm bloody fine!

Turris Morran -> ::heading down the corridor on the ship, towards the science department::

T'Prise -> :: Glances up from her tea at Escher. :: Is something the matter, Commander?

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::grabs a uniform, giving it the once-over, tosses it on the bed to dress:::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> +JAMI+ Come in, Jami

Cmdr JFarrington -> Lt Fabio> ::diligently at work - overtime rocks:::

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::perk:: +A9+ I'm here. Where are you?

Kansas Kenickie -> ::Looking out one of the windows on the station, tapping her fingers::

Keb -> ::gets up off the floor, a little shakey and still warm with sleep, and stumbles over to the bathroom:: What'd you scream for?

LtCdrFaldek -> the water was ice cold...

MC_Escher -> ::sighs one huge, melodramatic sigh:: Absolutely nothing is wrong, commander. How is your tea?

Admiral Atragon-9 -> +JAMI+ I'm on Maturin, I just finished my meeting with Frost (ahhhh, I don't have to RP talking to myself)

kyle_mele -> [[ water? in a sonic shower? haha ]]

Asteria Jaxa -> ::stops infront of a little cafe and heads in for breakfast::

kyle_mele -> ::wandereth moreth::

Cmdr JFarrington -> +A9+ Frost?

Admiral Atragon-9 -> +JAMI+ Something's come up and I need the crew together in the Station ampitheater in 20 mimutes

LtCdrFaldek -> ::finishes up::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> +JAMI+ Our new CG. I'll explain in 20

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::lets it pass:: +A9+ Understood. I'll roust them out.

Keb -> ::smiles softly to herself:: Sorry, I must've bumped it when I was done with my shower yesterday.

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::new CG?::: Huh....

T'Prise -> :: Arches a brow. :: Your demeanor suggests otherwise. It has been my expereince that when humans are aggravated, they will typically tend to deny there is anything wrong. If you do not wish to speak of it, I will not pry.

precip -> ::awaiting his meeting with cENG::

Cmdr JFarrington -> +OPS+ Fabio?

Cmdr JFarrington -> Lt Fabio> ::jerks awake::: +Farrington+ Ma'am?

Keb -> ::leans against the door of the bathroom:: Will you forgive me?

Cmdr JFarrington -> +OPS+ Muster the crew to the Station ampitheater. Meeting in 15.

LtCdrFaldek -> ::dries off, then reaches into the closet:: Yes, of course.

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::checking her uniform in the mirror:::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::pulls out a fresh uniform::

Keb -> ::smiles, wondering if she should get showered and dressed herself:: What time is it?

Cmdr JFarrington -> Lt Fabio> +Jami+ Yes, ma'am. Station amphitheater in 15.

MC_Escher -> ::laughs:: You know, T'Prise, for one lacking in emotion you're certainly good at picking them up in others.

LtCdrFaldek -> I don't know... but I got a feeling the the murder of the CG, we'll be back on duty...

precip -> Ensign Pirk>::proud of himself at TAC::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::collects his notes and his thoughts for the meeting::

Cmdr JFarrington -> Lt Fabio> +ALL HANDS+ Manticore crew to the station amphitheater. Meeting in 13 minutes.

T'Prise -> :: Brow still cocked. :: Simple observation is the beginning of all knowledge.

LtCdrFaldek -> ::looks at Keb:: See.

Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::scooting her way around the edge of the promenade, spotting a few members of the Manticore crew here and there::

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::cringes as the announcement blares through their quarters:::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> <<remember Faldek, you know the CG is dead, but not the circumstances>>

Keb -> ::nods, and then hears the message:: Dang...I better hurry then. Would you get my uniform out for me?

LtCdrFaldek -> ::sits down to put on his boots:: <<I am assuming its murder>>

kyle_mele -> ::::glances around::

Keb -> ::strips quickly and dashes into the shower::

Asteria Jaxa -> ::finishes breakfast and wonderers back out to the promanade and towards the amphitheater::

precip -> ::looks up at loudspeaker and figures something big is up:: Well....guess I will have to reschedule with engineering...

T'Prise -> :: Glances down at her chirping comm badge. :: We should return to the ship.

Turris Morran -> ::hears the call to go to the station's ampitheatre hangs his head and makes for the TL::

LtCdrFaldek -> Sure ::grabs out the red uniform::

MC_Escher -> ::gives her a look:: It takes more than simple observation to determine the meaning behind the physical characteristics of emotions. Many humans can't do it

kyle_mele -> ::gives a sigh:: Good grief. Never a moment's rest.

precip -> Ensign Pirk>I shall remain onboard to assume command of the vessel COmmander Farringtom..

MC_Escher -> ::stands up and stretches:: Lead the way, madame

Kansas Kenickie -> ::grabs a fizzy drink and heads to the amp::

kyle_mele -> ::makes a note for the next department heads' meeting::

Keb -> ::washes off as quickly as possible, and then slips on the uniform::

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::is in her quarters:::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::enters the amphitheater and plugs in his data crystal to the port that is connected to the projector:: (m) HDMI? Naah, S-Vid should be good enough

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Hoping Ens Pirk is not there with her watching her dress::::

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::Has the feeling she's being watched::::

T'Prise -> :: Stands, leaving a few credits on the table. :: Many humans lack the necessary patience and skill to be observant. Moves off down the promenade back towards the docking ring.

Keb -> ::kisses Faldek gently on the cheek before pulling on her boots and brushing her hair::

precip -> Ensign Pirk>(delusional...perhaps..just dreaming of telling a CO he'd be in command::

T'Prise -> er ::Moves off down the promenade back towards the docking ring. ::

Cmdr JFarrington -> Lt Fabio> ::Pirk:: Great. She's all yours. ::gets up to take a break::::

kyle_mele -> ::enters Manticore, strides briskly along, thinking they could have given us longer than 15 minutes to wrap up everything::

LtCdrFaldek -> We should probably hurry.

Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::hearing the comm call from A9, begins locating the amphitheater::

precip -> Ensign Pirk>This is what I was meant for....::looks to Fabio::

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::last check of the uniform and exits their quarters for the station:::

Asteria Jaxa -> ::tries to find a fellow crew member she regonizes but settles for just waiting quietly for the meeting to start::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::pacing back and forth on the stage::

Cmdr JFarrington -> Lt Fabio> ::grin:: Sure you were. ::swift exit, waving as the TL doors close:::

Keb -> ::nods, pulling her hair into a neat ponytail against the nape of her neck and twisting the long hair so that it will curl up:: I'm almost ready.

precip -> ::realizes he's heading to the theatre at good speed...no problems...the medics got him back to 100%::

Turris Morran -> ::steps onto the TL:: Airlock

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::finding her way to the docking port, enters the station, looking for the "you are here" sign:::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::walks to the door, prompting it to open::

MC_Escher -> ::follows her:: Agreed. Where did you learn to interpret them? Did you spend enough time around people to just figure it out, or does the Vulcan Science Academy offer a "How to Get Along with Silly Humans" course?

Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::walks into the rear of the amphitheater::

Keb -> ::puts on her pin and does the mirror check, too:: There, let's go.

Keb -> ::takes his hand as she walks through the door::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::leads the way, side stepping a few ensigns who part the way for the higher ranking officers::

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::checking the station map, wondering when they'll stop switching things around and settle on one configuration:::darned R&D folks::::

Kansas Kenickie -> ::Finds a seat in the back::

T'Prise -> :: Is quietly contemplative as they enter the ship and head towards the ampitheatre. Looks up when Escher addresses her. :: Humans and their behavior have been a fascination for me. I make it a point to observe and study them.

precip -> Ensign Pirk>::notes the empty bridge and grins...looks around to see if anyone is around and jumps for joy:: Yes! I have finally gained control of the bridge!

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::into the TL:: Station amphitheater.

Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::glancing around, notes those already there and A9 pacing up on the stage, then looks for an empty seat to the rear::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> ACTION: ALL BRIDGE CONTROLS ARE LOCKED OUT

kyle_mele -> ::enters the room::

precip -> ::checks station layout for amphitheatre....::

MC_Escher -> ::the usual glean in his eye:: T'Prise! I'm shocked! Isn't fascination - curiosity - an emotion?

LtCdrFaldek -> ::enters a TL:: Docking port.

kyle_mele -> ::glances around, never really realized we even had an amphitheatre::

kyle_mele -> ::shrugs, settles into a chair::

kyle_mele -> ::osnap, they recline! he settles back and contemplates a visit to the concession stand::

Kansas Kenickie -> Cleaning Crew> ::Glance a Pink::

Keb -> ::on the TL with Faldek:: I hope I'm awake enough for the meeting. Of course, your yelling could wake the dead.

Admiral Atragon-9 -> <<just a reminder to all - the ampitheater is on Maturin, so you can all MAGIC EDIT yourselves to the station>>

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::enters the theater, glancing around to get her bearings:::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::looks at Keb:: Zombies eh?

Asteria Jaxa -> ::notices the rest of the crew coming in::

precip -> Ensign Pirk>Finally the Galaxy show bend to my knees! ::looks around in utter joy/arrogance/bravado...everything "pirkish"::

T'Prise -> Anthropology and Sociology are academic interests of mine. :: Stops in the ampitheatre doorway, looking around. :: Ahh, Ensign Jaxa is here. She was very helpfull in the upgrade of the main science systems.

Turris Morran -> Magic Edit> ::on the station and headed for the ampitheatre::

Kansas Kenickie -> ::Sips Fizzy::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::is magic edited to Station ampitheater along with Keb, in seats right next to... PRECIP::

MC_Escher -> ::abandons ALL attention toward T'Prise when he smells fresh meat:: Do we have a new ensign?

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::down the aisle towards the stage and, therefore, her husband, taking a seat in the front:::

Asteria Jaxa -> ::notices T'Prise come in and smiles::

Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::noting the crew walking in behind her; takes a seat and leans back in it, making an effort to sort of relax::

precip -> ::sitting...notes Faldek take a seat next to him:: Commander Faldek..::nods::

Keb -> Yep, those too.

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::feeling rather good after her ordeal:::

Keb -> ::smiles at Precip over Faldek's lap::

T'Prise -> :: Gives Commander Escher a look. :: It is against Starfleet protocol to "haze" new crew members, as you put it. :: Moves over to sit next to Jaxa, dismissing Escher.

precip -> Ensign Pirk>::looks around and walks down the bridge::

LtCdrFaldek -> Well I assume this has something to do with the CG's untimely death... but I could be wrong.

precip -> Ah Commander Faldek...as well...::nods to Keb::

Asteria Jaxa -> ::Nods to T'Prise:: Good morning

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::relaxed until she sees Atragon's expression:::

precip -> Curious...I didn't get a look...are we the only vessel of the Special OPS wing docked to the Station?

MC_Escher -> ::follows T'Prise and sits down on the other side of Jaxa:: So! I hear you might be joining us on the old Manty.

LtCdrFaldek -> Always assume the worst. that way you're not dissappointed.

T'Prise -> :: Nods to Jaxa as well. :: Ensign. :: Gives Escher a stern look. ::

precip -> Pirk>::stands in front of Captain's chair:: At last.....

Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::glances around, noting Kenickie sitting in the rear with her; slight nod::

Keb -> ::giggles:: What did you assume about me when I agreed to marry you, Beran?

MC_Escher -> ::grins at T'Prise and focuses his attention back to Jaxa::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> ACTION: LIGHTS BLINK ONCE IN THE ROOM

Admiral Atragon-9 -> Ahh, it's time

kyle_mele -> ::glances over as Escher sits next to him::

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::gives A9 her full attention:::

Keb -> ::realizes she will have to wait for that answer::

Kansas Kenickie -> ::nods::

Asteria Jaxa -> ::shifts nerviously under Escher gaze but doesn't take attention off of a9::

precip -> ::notes the ::aa:: signal and quiets up:::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::eyes to the front::

Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::glances up to the front of the room as the lights flicker::

MC_Escher -> ::savors the power he has over the newbie, and then turns to focus on A9::

T'Prise -> :: Turns her attention to the Admiral, completely focused on him with the usual Vulcan intensity. ::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::steps to the skirt of the stage and notes the crew quieting without his having to speak, he smiles thinly::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> First the good news...

kyle_mele -> ::thinks to himself, "yay, another two weeks of shoreleave!"::

Kansas Kenickie -> (m) Good news is never good...

precip -> #Pirk>::takes seat in Manticore's command chair:: I am now at the fulcrum of my rise to power..the command chair of Manticore herself...::talking to himself he just goes into his own world..or galaxy of domination and conquest::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> Shore Leave is not cancelled, I just needed to bring you all up to date and then you will still have another week to enjoy your time off

kyle_mele -> ::hrms, one is better than none::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::Looks at Keb and mouths "A week" and smiles::

precip -> Hmm.. ::grunts lowly::

Kansas Kenickie -> ::hates leave::

Keb -> ::smiles back at Faldek, pleased::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> and now the not-so-good-news

Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::cocks head back and grunts, agreeing with Kansas without knowing it::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> You have probably heard of the death of Consul General Yendis.

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::)::

kyle_mele -> ::hasn't::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::looks at Precip and nods::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> I want to provide you with details and after-effects and how it pertains to Manticore

precip -> ::mourns at the loss of a Bolian CG...Bolians..don't often rise to high power status in the Federation::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> The Consul General was murdered... assassinated is a better term, I suppose

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::forward lean, with a brief glance around to see if she's the only one who didn't know:::

Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::blinks slightly, straightening up abruptly and listening::

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::murder...:::

Keb -> ::glances at Beran and then back to the admiral::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::mouths again "I knew it..."::

MC_Escher -> ::grins sinks slowly off his face::

Keb -> ::shakes her head in disbelief::

precip -> ::hands grips armrests briefly::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> The killer did not even try to get away, but after delivering his evidence, he took his own life

Asteria Jaxa -> ::assassins wow...::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::notices the grips from Precip, and gives him a concerned look::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> The killer is from a society that has been on the fringe of the Federation, literally and figuratively

T'Prise -> :: Unperturbed, but listening intently. ::

precip -> ::returns to calm and listens::

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::stern focus:::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::pressing a button on his arm casing, a picture appears on the wall behind him (it's the picture I sent in e-mail today)

Keb -> ::little gasp::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> The enemy is Arcturus

kyle_mele -> ::mood darkens, he tenses a bit::

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::glance up to the image, quickly returning to A9:::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::mouths again "Bastards..."::

Kansas Kenickie -> Nice face

Asteria Jaxa -> ::notices some of the crew reactions::

Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::looks at the image, absorbing the face, mentally going through what she might know about them::

precip -> ::ponders things...not who he expected...what motivation? They are not a major power..unless they've been hiding something::

Keb -> ::squeezes Faldek's hand::

MC_Escher -> ::brow furrowed in worried concentration::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> I say "enemy" because the Federation has declared war on Arcturus

T'Prise -> :: Still unfazed, taking in others reactions to the information being presented. ::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> declared*

LtCdrFaldek -> ::is squeezed, wondering if he has any contacts left in the OO, that might know some dirty details about the Arcturians, makes a mental note to check::

kyle_mele -> ::small frown, wonders why::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::presses another button and a live feed of the outside of Manticore can be seen::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::watches the screen::

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::slight frown as her eyes glance up to the screen once more:::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> As you can see, our Dorsal Mod has been removed and is being replaced with a series of Quantum Cannons

Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::now *that* is interesting; eyes narrow tightly::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::realizes its not high def, only standard def, probably because of the S-video cable he noticed on the way in::

precip -> #Pirk>::just dreaming away in the Command Chair of his conquest of the galaxy and....dozes off::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> In addition, we are getting upgrades to all of our ordnance and armamemnts

LtCdrFaldek -> ::does the greedy hands thing hearing Quantum Cannons::

Cmdr JFarrington -> <m> gods...

Keb -> <w>War...

MC_Escher -> ::brow furroweder::

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::slight headshake with a slow exhale:::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::looks at Precip, a little grin brewing::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> The Council has appointed a new CG

Keb -> ::thinking she's going to need more tactical flying sims over the next week::

Asteria Jaxa -> ::looks worried her first starfleet post and looks like were going to war::

T'Prise -> :: Looks fascinated at the mention of quantum technology, mind already expounding upon the possibilities, while still focused on the briefing. ::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> One of the last of the "old Guard" who were in agreement with our old friend, Melville

precip -> ::thinks...Manticore fitted for more of a tactical...operational environment...that's interesting. No Planet killer deterrent.

kyle_mele -> ::headtilts, wonders why all the extra work that, less than a hundred years ago, was a splintered world in complete anarchy::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> Avery Frost is my new boss

precip -> ::stops thinking strategy when he hears the word Melville::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::mouths "Same as the old boss"::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> and he is arming us to the teeth

Admiral Atragon-9 -> and sending us in first

LtCdrFaldek -> ::grins bigger::

precip -> ::digesting what Frost's actions mean for operations::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::pauses and waits for his message to register::

Asteria Jaxa -> ::thinks briefly that her father was right should have stayed on Trill::

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::covering her mouth with one hand, she stares at the floor:::

T'Prise -> :: Still pondering the quantum cannons. Seemingly unconcerned about their latest assignment. ::

Keb -> ::bites her lip:: ...us in first.

LtCdrFaldek -> ::thinks: I'm going to first ask permission to contact my contact, and then ask for Tactical shifts::

precip -> ::covert ops....yet with anti-starship weapons...peculiar strategy::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> For those of you who have been on the ship for awhile, I have one more surprise

Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::leans back in her chair, thinking that this is a major change in dynamic from what she had been expecting::

Keb -> ::glances up at A9 again::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> I know it surprised the frak out of me

Kansas Kenickie -> ::Finishes drink, should have gotten a large::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> *surprised

Kansas Kenickie -> ::Starts thinking about going back to the weapons store... might need better supplies::

Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::bites down on a grin::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> The former CG, George Melville, is not dead

LtCdrFaldek -> ::blinks::

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::head jerks up:::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> My ... personal enemy, is very much alive and working with the Council to devise the war plan

precip -> ::raises himself in his chair slightly...well at a jerk even for the seasoned officer::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> As much as I detest the man...

Admiral Atragon-9 -> and he has tried to kill me on numerous occasions...

Admiral Atragon-9 -> I can't think of anyone I'd rather have planning our war

T'Prise -> :: Arches a contemplative brow at the Admiral, wondering once more at the human capacity for a wide range of emotions. ::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::looks at Precip, whispers "Is there something wrong with your chair?"::

kyle_mele -> ::still confused::

Asteria Jaxa -> ::is curious about this Melville person::

precip -> Sometimes even when you think you've heard it all..your suprised...::said quietly::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> Questions? (use ? protocol please)

LtCdrFaldek -> (q) Aha.

Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::not familiar with Melville, and consequently is listening very closely::

kyle_mele -> ? ::raises his hand::

Keb -> ::calculates how much time she can use the holodeck for battle sims...::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> Dr. Mele?

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::has questions but will air them in private::Leans back in her chair, her mind in overdrive:::

T'Prise -> ? :: Also deftly raises here hand. ::

precip -> ::decides to brood in his thoughts and not interrupt the crews questions with lenghty comments::

T'Prise -> *here = her

kyle_mele -> Admiral, I'm curious as to the Arcturians.. as I understood, a hundred years ago, they were a completely splintered and anarchic planet. Have they really developed so much in the past hundred years that all this is necessary?

kyle_mele -> Meaning, of course, our retrofit and the huge show of force - an all out war?

precip -> ::thanks Dr. Mele in thought for asking that one::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> My intell shows a cohesive and aggressive people and they have been massing their forces on our border to coincide with the assassination

Keb -> ? ::raises her hand, more tentatively::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::wonders if he should ask A9 about contacting his old "friends" or wait to ask Precip instead::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> Our first mission is one of intelligence gathering... but it is inside Arcturian space and if we find targets of opportunity, we destroy them

kyle_mele -> ::headtilt::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> ::nods to Kyle and turns to T'Prise:: T'Prise?

Kansas Kenickie -> ? ::Lifts hand::

T'Prise -> Admiral Atragon, is the Manticore being retrofitted in order to handle the introduction of quantum technology into its systems? This would require significant upgrades to the infrastructure.

kyle_mele -> ::is actually kinda amazed by a race who can, in a hundred years, amass a precense big enough to threaten the Federation::

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::a knot forms in the pit of her stomach:::

Kansas Kenickie -> ::Tisks, Vulcans - eye roll::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> T'Prise, they tell us that we will be ready... but I want my own experts, you in this room, to verify the upgrades before we leave port

LtCdrFaldek -> ?::thinks for a moment and raises his hand::

Asteria Jaxa -> ::Wonders the same thing T'Prise brought up::

T'Prise -> :: Nods and returns to looking contemplative. Gives Escher a loaded glance. ::

MC_Escher -> ::glances at T'Prise, knowing that the job will fall at least partly to them::

Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::hearing Kenickie tsk, chuckles low in her throat humorlessly::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> Kansas?

precip -> #Pirk>::Dreams of Glory and Conquest while snoring in the Captain's chair::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> ((sorry Keb, I'll get to you next)

Asteria Jaxa -> ::notices the exchange of looks between T'prise and Escher surely the systems will be ok::

Kansas Kenickie -> ::Stands up:: Why don't we toss some of that Crazy virus we played with on Romulos... little less fire power, but same effect

precip -> ::clasps his hands together and raises his index fingers to his chin::

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::noting the absence of their engineers, busy with the installations and refit:::

Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::jaw clenches abruptly::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::shakes his head at Kansas' question::

Kansas Kenickie -> We can always fire some stuff for the fun of it when we are done ::Smiles::

T'Prise -> :: Pulls out her ever present data PADD and begins making quick notations. ::

precip -> ::That suggestion causes precip to jerk in Kansas Kenickie’s direction::

LtCdrFaldek -> ::notices Precip and hides a smile::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> Biological Warfare is never clean and containable. Besides, we hope to retain the higher moral ground

Admiral Atragon-9 -> So, for now, that is off the table

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::head in hands:::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> Keb?

Kansas Kenickie -> Morals always get in the way ::mutters sitting down::

Keb -> Are we going to be alone on our mission, and are any other ships fighting this war?

LtCdrFaldek -> ::mouths, "Wow... just wow"::

MC_Escher -> ::still leering at Kansas::

Keb -> ::a little thrown off by Kansas' commentary::

Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::all but glares sideways at Kansas::

precip -> ::thinks..what the....he needs to talk to her::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> We will be alone in this first mission, but the Fleet is being mobilized

LtCdrFaldek -> ::thinks: "and they think I'm nuts"::

T'Prise -> :: Passes the PADD over to Escher before turning to give Kit the glare she typically reserves for Escher. ::

Kansas Kenickie -> ::Doesn't notice one look::

precip -> ::pulls out a PADD and begins jotting some things down::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> Faldek?

Keb -> ::nods, not feeling reassured by the news::

LtCdrFaldek -> Where do the other major powers in the quadrant stand on this? I assume they have their intelligence agencies involved and probably know we are at war with the Arcturians...

Admiral Atragon-9 -> Actually, they know that the CG was killed

MC_Escher -> ::reads the PADD and looks back up at T'Prise, ten different emotions scrawled across his face::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> and they probably have their own intell that shows the build-up in Arcturian space...

LtCdrFaldek -> I would not underestimate other intelligence agencies.

Admiral Atragon-9 -> but the Federation has not made any overtures to other governments

Admiral Atragon-9 -> In other words, for now, it's our little secret

Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> ::folds arms, leaning back in her seat::

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::finally looks up, the same stern focus as before:::

T'Prise -> :: Speaks quietly. :: As the only quantum physicist aboard Manticore, my recommendation comes with much experience.

Asteria Jaxa -> ::wonders how long it will be kept a secret once people take notice of the new ship upgrades::

precip -> ::looks at Faldek..then thinks....no way in heck it's a secret....you can't move fleets without getting attention...if Melville and the new guy wish to strike they are going to draw attention::

precip -> ::jots down more notes.....::

MC_Escher -> ::face ashen:: I know, T'Prise. But look at this. This is way beyond us. We're two science officers on a ship; this comes down from the CG himself. If they want us to strap a bug gun on our backs and go to war, I don't think we have a choice.

Admiral Atragon-9 -> Alright crew. PLEASE enjoy the next week. There are huge numbers of technicians working on the ship

LtCdrFaldek -> ::looks at Precip::

precip -> ::raises his hand lastly::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> you are not needed for the retrofit and we *WILL* have time to go over their work before we leave

T'Prise -> :: Gives Escher another look. :: I cannot allow what happened to the Wanderlust to happen to the Manticore.

Keb -> ::glances at Faldek, not sure if she can enjoy it properly knowing she needs lots of flying sim time::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> Yes, Mitar?

precip -> Where is the rest of the wing sir? They are going in with us sir?

Cmdr JFarrington -> ::will not enjoy the next week one bit:::

Asteria Jaxa -> ::couldn't help overhearing Escher::

Admiral Atragon-9 -> No, not for this first mission, it is ours to own

Admiral Atragon-9 -> Crew, dismissed!

precip -> Aye sir. ::takes a seat and takes a heck of a lot more notes::

LtCdrFaldek -> Commander Precip, permission to be assigned to tactical after shore leave?

Jaiysa t'Tamarak -> <m> Goodie. ::or some romulan equivalent::

MC_Escher -> ::gives her a pleading look:: I don't think it will. The SF technicians know what they're doing. Besides, it's not as experimental. ::puts head in hands:: Oh my those techs will mess up my beautiful science lab

Admiral Atragon-9 -> =/\======= PAUSE SIM =======/\=

Admiral Atragon-9 -> whew!! timing is everything, eh?

Admiral Atragon-9 -> Jami - comments?

Admiral Atragon-9 -> TBS is 3 days, by the way

Admiral Atragon-9 -> It is still a shoreleave sim and if you don't show, it will be an excused absence

LtCdrFaldek -> ?

Admiral Atragon-9 -> Faldek?

LtCdrFaldek -> If we dont show will it count against our current "streaks"

Admiral Atragon-9 -> Nope