Qob: Tranquility 12/26/10

[Joe Manning 0]

Joe Manning -> Shane and Troy are heading for the supply depot as I recall

Pher -> That was what Pher suggested.

Pher -> As the Maze is compromised, seemed like the next roundezvous point in line.

Joe Manning -> Alright, let's open with Rosetto and Dash being brought to Pher's interrogation room ...

Joe Manning -> BEGIN SIM

rosetto -> ::tries to walk carefully in cuffs... not easy::

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Leading Dash and Rosetto through the corridors of the port station::

Pher -> :: Attempting patience. ::

rosetto -> ::mumbles something unintelligible under his breath::

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Nods to a guard at the interrogation room door:: Release their restraints.

Dash_Andrews -> ::Being led... wishing they wouldn't have taken his cane... leaning on Rosetto is undoubtedly getting annoying to Pete::

Dash_Andrews -> << sal I mean ;) >>

Joe Manning -> Guard> ::Moves over to Dash and Rosetto to release them::

rosetto -> ::shakes his wrists after their release::

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Opens the door to the interrogation room and enters::

rosetto -> ::is silent but wide-eyed::

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Pher:: I brought two of your crewmates. The two least complicit in tonight's events, near as I can tell.

Dash_Andrews -> ::peering in to the interrogation room:: I love what you've done with the place

Pher -> Sounds about right.

rosetto -> ::nods to Pher::

Pher -> Not that I've been keeping up with what everyone has been doing.

Joe Manning -> Savoy> Added to a few of my people in plainclothes, that should be enough to operate the ship?

Pher -> The engineer, T'Aral... She would be really useful.

Joe Manning -> Savoy> We have engineers. I am still trying to ascertain why your Vulcan cut the power in the port district.

Dash_Andrews -> Operating ships not my thing... I'm really more of a stand around and get air sick kinda guy...

rosetto -> ::knows engineering but isn't voluteering anything::

Pher -> She what? That sounds like a real interesting question.

Pher -> :: Resists urge to facepalm ::

Joe Manning -> Savoy> And no one is answering it. ::Motions to Dash and Rosetto to take a seat::

Mitar Precip -> (lol)

rosetto -> ::obliges Savoy's request::

Dash_Andrews -> ::limps over to the empty seat::

Pher -> :: considers, decides that her guess wouldn't help improve the situation. ::

Joe Manning -> Savoy> Having considered the options you've given me ... allowing your people to spirit Minos from the world, then to grab him when he is off world, seems the best course of action ...

Pher -> :: Nods ::

Joe Manning -> Savoy> Staging a coup for the purpose of ending the blockade would do us little good. Minos would no longer need your ship.

Joe Manning -> Savoy> I want that control over his means of escape.

Pher -> :: Tilts head a bit, considers, doesn't argue ::

Joe Manning -> Savoy> We have one very large problem however. The port is no doubt being watched by what few people Minos has left.

Joe Manning -> Savoy> Your escape will need to be convincing.

rosetto -> ::still wondering whose side is the 'right' side::

Troy Parson -> <<Sorry I'm late...there's a Blizzard here>>

Dash_Andrews -> Then dragging the three of us in to this undoubtedly compromised location isn't helping your cause

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Looks at Dash:: You believe Minos has had reason to watch you, Doctor Andrews?

Dash_Andrews -> He's watching anyone that you're watching... You'd be naive to believe otherwise

rosetto -> I would think he has as many eyes as you, ma'am...

Mitar Precip -> (darn Nor`easters)

Pher -> He is really short on manpower, but we wouldn't be suprised if he's got some infiltrators. We don't really know that, though.

Joe Manning -> Savoy> He is not a god, regardless of what he would have his followers believe. I must think the eyes he has to spare are concentrated on his means of escape.

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Pher:: Do you have any personnel available outside this facility?

Pher -> We are expecting to pick up four people. He is saving only a few core members of the group.

Pher -> There are two on the loose, yes, one of whom is familiar with the ship.

Pher -> And they are the two who were with me when we made arrangements.

Joe Manning -> Savoy> Where are they now?

Pher -> Near the port. We stashed some supplies outside the port limits. They are holding there.

Dash_Andrews -> ::eyeing Pher as she seems to be cooperating more than he would::

Troy Parson -> ::Hasn't actually been holding position, of course::

Joe Manning -> Savoy> Supplies? Are we talking large order? That might come in handy.

Pher -> Dash, Rosetto, this isn't going to work without cooperation with Savoy. We have to pretend to trust one another for a while, or it goes bad for both of us.

rosetto -> ::whispers to Dash:: you got that sauce of yours? Oh, yeah.... It's in your cane...

Pher -> Moderately large order... food and medical stuff, enough for a few months out there.

rosetto -> I'm only here for the adventure, Pher...

Dash_Andrews -> ...

Pher -> That we can arrange, Rosetto.

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Nods:: Did you have a plan in mind for boarding your ship? And making it look convincing?

rosetto -> ::fastens seatbelt::

Pher -> I'm afraid it might look a lot similar to what T'Aral might have been trying to do. Get as close as we can by tunnels, the dash in.

Dash_Andrews -> Sure we were going to be arrested and then when they least expected it we were going to magically fight our way out of holding and make a run for it...

Dash_Andrews -> ::mimes running in his condition::

Joe Manning -> Savoy> And you say Minos will create a distraction?

Pher -> The question is whether you can arrange the people guarding the QoB to load up with blanks and miss a lot.

Pher -> He implied that he'll be stimulating riots and blowing bombs.

Pher -> He wasn't explicit.

Joe Manning -> Savoy> I don't like the sound of that ...

STSF_Nickles -> << sorry folks just walked in the door. Had to work overtime>>

Joe Manning -> Savoy> And you know that briefing the guards at the port too extensively could comprimise us all.

Pher -> Nor do I. That was why I came up with the coup idea, but I understand your reservations on that.

rosetto -> Perhaps we could fool them?

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Looks at Rosetto:: That seems to be the end game. Did you have something specific in mind?

Pher -> Correct. Lots of trade offs there. You know your guards better than I. I can only say the secret might not have to be held for long.

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Pher:: I could have a few trusted people try to draw more attention to the riots than to your ship's landing pad. ::Shrugs::

rosetto -> Not off the cuff, but we did bribe our way in once...

Dash_Andrews -> Disguise? Slight of hand?

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Looks at Dash::

Dash_Andrews -> Why not have us BE the guards

Pher -> :: smiles ::

Joe Manning -> Savoy> That is interesting.

rosetto -> ::thinks::hmmmm

Pher -> Have any spare uniforms? And someone senior enough to be convincing to lead the detail?

Dash_Andrews -> I'm sure replacements are in short order

Joe Manning -> Savoy> My men here are mostly geared in riot suits. They would conceal you quite well.

Dash_Andrews -> they would welcome the help... and not even blink at credentials

Dash_Andrews -> these guys have undoubtedly been up for more than two shifts

rosetto -> 34 med for me...

Joe Manning -> Savoy> And Minos would be in no place to question your means of attaining the gear.

Joe Manning -> Savoy> As I said, a few of my people will be accompanying you plainclothes. I will have their riot gear sent to you.

Pher -> :: Nods approvingly ::

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Looks at Pher:: Along with one senior officer ...

Dash_Andrews -> so much at one time?

rosetto -> ::rubs his wrists::

Pher -> :: Though not pleased to be encumbered with all that junk... likes to be able to move. ::

Dash_Andrews -> What is the rub though? What's the cover story?

Dash_Andrews -> Why the group movement in other words?

Mitar Precip -> (heads to the RR in theater)

Joe Manning -> Savoy> If Minos will be creating chaos at the port, it will be justified.

Dash_Andrews -> If we waltz in, in numbers... we're inviting a lot of chaos from Minos

STSF_Nickles -> :: wakes up with a bit of a shiver::

Joe Manning -> Savoy> Then you will use the tunnels, as Pher suggested ...

Joe Manning -> Savoy> The uniforms, at least, will allow you to depart this station unnoticed.

Dash_Andrews -> ::shrugs... nods::

rosetto -> ::thinking it through in his head::

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Pher:: Finally, your supplies. Might it be wise to have a shipment meet Qob at the rendezvous point?

STSF_Nickles -> ::sits up looking around drawing his arms around himself rubbing his arms as trying to warm himself::

Dash_Andrews -> Why, do you know a good delivery service?

Joe Manning -> ::Looks over at Nickles:: You alright, Chris?

Dash_Andrews -> I still have the shipment ID tag serials on my ODRI we can beam them aboard after take off

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Looks at Dash:: I was thinking of Pher's two accomplices. And also of what might be stashed inside the containers.

Pher -> Hmm... Minos will not be expecting a supply shipment. It might spook him.

Dash_Andrews -> Indeed picking up the others won't be as easy

STSF_Nickles -> I dont know. I feel cold.... I think it cold anyway.

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Pher:: If you think so, then you would be wise to meet up with your accomplices once you have departed the station.

Pher -> We could get them a couple of uniforms and have them go in with the rest of us.

Shane -> <<Hey everyone, sorry about the lateness>>

rosetto -> Why would picking up supplies seem out of the ordinary? ::confused::

Dash_Andrews -> The supply thing isn't a bad idea really... It gives one of them a chance to warm up the ship if we have to run

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Rosetto:: He chose a rendezvous outside the city. Traffic out there is not exactly commonplace.

Pher -> A truck approaching Minos's secret rondezvous points.... He impressed me as being absurdly paranoid... for good reason.

rosetto -> Ah... I was thinking of a supply rendezvous off-planet.... sorry.

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Crosses her arms and looks at Pher:: Know that my people will all be equipped with transmitter devices. The idea of allowing Minos off world ... seems rather convenient. I myself am a paranoid sort.

Pher -> I am noting that paranoia is contageous. Understandable.

Dash_Andrews -> ::looks at his surroundings...:: You don't say

Joe Manning -> Savoy> Is there anything I'm missing before we go ahead with this?

rosetto -> ::looks around trying to figure out what everyone else is looking at::

Dash_Andrews -> Just one thing, Boss...

Dash_Andrews -> I want my cane...

Pher -> Just... have them bring a second suit of cloths. They don't want to be in uniform once we clear the port.

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Looks at Dash:: I'm sure the on-site forensics expert has finished analyzing it ...

Joe Manning -> Savoy> We'll return it to you ... with the riot gear.

Pher -> Who will be senior among your people?

rosetto -> ::probably drank all the sauce too!::

Dash_Andrews -> ::thinks... let's just hope they didn't hurt themselves...::

STSF_Nickles -> :: Starts rubbing his arms harder, while the shivering seems to get a bit worse::

Joe Manning -> Savoy> I will be appointing Lawman Sergeant Kravitz. I've trusted him with my life for years.

Troy Parson -> ::surfaces from the tunnels outside of the safehouse where he'd been holed up, having retrieved the toy dog en route, and dusts himself off:: Well, that was unpleasant.

Pher -> Good enough.

Joe Manning -> ::Glances over at Nickles:: I do wonder why the crew has been away for so long.

Joe Manning -> Savoy> Very well. I will escort you to the station's locker room. Your gear will be sent there.

Pher -> Mannings and Nickles? They know the ship best, though Joe hasn't exactly been a good boy lately. You going to hold them?

STSF_Nickles -> Who all has been caught, Or should I say whos still at large?

Shane -> ::trying to wipe off some sort of mysterious slime off his metal arm:: Did you you guys pick that safehouse for the smell?

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Looks at Pher:: No ... he hasn't.

Pher -> :: doesn't sound like she is going to argue either way ::

Joe Manning -> I have no idea. Pher, Troy, and Shane should still be out there. Hopefully, Minos and his people haven't lured them into an ambush.

rosetto -> ::tries to read Savoy::

Dash_Andrews -> He's merely trying to accomplish the same thing you are... his methods are simply a bit different

Joe Manning -> Savoy> As he appears to have been the mastermind of all of the miscreant acts tonight, I plan to hold him. Indefinitely.

Troy Parson -> ::grins slightly:: Actually, that's just us. And we won't be staying here long, anyway...

rosetto -> ::conceals a grimace::

Pher -> I'll trade you LaHays' stash for Nickles. He's going to need med treatment shortly.

Dash_Andrews -> Indeed, he's been the victim and nothing but a bystander in all of this

Shane -> ::gives up and wipes his hands on his pants:: Good. 'Bout time we start doing something other than hiding.

Dash_Andrews -> And is in no shape to be kept in holding

Joe Manning -> Savoy> You have the contents of LaHaye's strongbox? I will release Nickles for that, certainly. As well as Lawman Chocox if you still want him ... though his loyalties are clearly nothing to hang on.

Troy Parson -> ::enters the safehouse door and begins searching the place, rather roughly:: I find that in situations like this, the more we keep moving, and the fewer people who know where we're heading, the better.

STSF_Nickles -> :: breathing startig to quicken slightly:: Umm Joe?? .... I.. I dont think its the cold.

Pher -> :: Pulls a few data sticks out of her purse, puts them on the table. :: Yes. I'm a bit concerned with the taking of Minos. His best four people might not push over easily. I'd appreciated Nickels and Chocox.

Shane -> ::enters behind Troy, gives the place a glance:: I agree. Do you guys keep standard slug rounds in stock?

Joe Manning -> << *cough cough* Pher ... >>

Joe Manning -> << Those were given to Joe at The Maze :) >>

Pher -> << I don't remember giving them away... Ah, well. If you say so. >>

Shane -> <<afk real quick>>

Troy Parson -> ::searching:: There are probably some around here somewhere...I'm not much of a weapons person myself.

Joe Manning -> << I remember you handing the data over. As well as something you're forgetting ... >>

Dash_Andrews -> ::Asides to Pher:: Are we really planning to sell out Joe for safe passage?

Pher -> We will need to talk to Joe. We pulled a few boards from the QoB, and need them to lift shipo.

Shane -> <<bk>>

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Frowns at Pher:: ... the disabling of your ship that you mentioned?

Joe Manning -> ::Gets up and moves over to Nickles:: It's not even that cold in here. What's wrong, Chris?

Pher -> :: To Dash :: If we pull it off, we'll be owed a get out of jail card for Joe. Until we have, I don't think I'm in position to horse trade.

Pher -> Correct. Manning knows where they are. I can guess, but don't want to do a big search.

Dash_Andrews -> ::sighs and mumbles a few expletives under his breath::

rosetto -> ::overhears Pher/Dash::

Pher -> :: TO Dash :: Do you want to try it?

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Frown deepens:: ... speak to him then.

Troy Parson -> ::takes some tangled-looking wires from behind an oil painting of an old Klingon:: We'll need these. ::goes back to searching::

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Nods to one of the guards in the room to escort Pher::

STSF_Nickles -> ::shivering:: I.. Im not sure..... last time I felt.. Like this was when I was found at Thhe Deltans place. :: breathing quickly heart rate starting to climb::

Shane -> ::moves further into the room and begins shuffling through stuff:: As much as the Qob seems to atract trouble, you might want to become one.

Dash_Andrews -> I'm a Doctor, and a drunk... But one thing I've learned... you never count out Manning when the going gets tough.

Pher -> OK. I'd like to be seen by as few as possible, but let's talk.

Joe Manning -> I thought this was over with ...

Pher -> :: Goes with the guard ::

Joe Manning -> ::Walks over to the bars:: Guards, we could use a little help here.

Troy Parson -> Oh, and if you find what looks like a coffee-flavored ration bar, be very careful with it, and pass it over quickly...it's very important.

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Looks at Dash and Sal:: Come with me.

rosetto -> ::does a 'whatever' pose and then follows::

Pher -> :: to the guard :: Oh, yes. And if Joe decides to try to strangle me, could you lend a hand? (( She might or might not be joking. ))

Dash_Andrews -> ::Stands roughly:: How bout that Cane chief?

Joe Manning -> Guard> ::Glances over Pher as he lets her walk ahead through the door:: Anything you want, miss.

Shane -> ::catches his foot as he almost steps on a ration bar:: Columbian or Arabian flavored?

Joe Manning -> Savoy> It will be waiting for you with the uniforms.

STSF_Nickles -> ::leans back against the wall::

Joe Manning -> Savoy> Our conversation was, of course, monitored.

Pher -> :: Considers trying to walk quietly and inconspicuously... Nah... ::

Joe Manning -> Guard> ::Leads Pher into the cell area::

Dash_Andrews -> ::Sighs:: Of course... ::follows::

Troy Parson -> ::Thinks for a moment:: Columbian.

rosetto -> Monitored?

Shane -> ::glances back down at the bar and carefully places his foot down beside:: Found it.

rosetto -> oh, by your uppity ups.... ::smiles::

Joe Manning -> Savoy> ::Motions down a hall:: The changing area is just down there. Everything you need should be waiting for you there by now. I have preparations to make. Gentlemen. ::Nods::

Joe Manning -> ::Watches the door open:: I say ... we could use some help in here. How many people you got working this place anyway?

Troy Parson -> ::holds out one hand while focusing retrieving a blue sphere from underneath a lampshade:: Oh, good.

rosetto -> ::helps doc down the hall::

Shane -> ::picks it up with caution and sets it in Troy's hand::

Pher -> A half dozen more.

STSF_Nickles -> :: shivering getting worse::

Joe Manning -> My friend here needs medical attention. Pher ... just the person we need. ::Brow furrows:: Pher? What the hell are you doing here?

rosetto -> ::to Dash::Is this for real?

Shane -> Triceron?

Troy Parson -> Better...caffeine. ::unwraps the bar and takes a bite::

Dash_Andrews -> You certainly aren't asleep if that's what you're asking Sal.

Pher -> I've decided to work with Savoy to put the endgame in motion. We were down to three people free. I figured we weren't going anywhere without cooperating.

rosetto -> Well, here we are.... Where's the uniforms?

Mitar Precip -> Tellarite Guardian>::walks over to Where Joe is and Nickles:: Something going on here..the Marshall needs to know about?

Shane -> ::Gives a stony glare at Troy and turns to continue searching::

Pher -> I need the QoB's control boards and LaHaye's stash to make it work, and the rest of the crew if You don't mind.

Pher -> Savoy isn't inclined to let you go, though. If you want to come along, you might have to, you know, blackmail her or something.

Mitar Precip -> Tellarite Guardian>::notes his fellow Guardian has placed Pher in the cell and does a quick once over then turns..::

Joe Manning -> ::Leans against the bars and lets what he's hearing sink in:: Blackmailin' her is exactly what I had in mind ...

Joe Manning -> Just what in the hell did you negotiate from her?

Pher -> Even then, I'm not sure it is worth the hagling at this point in the game.

Pher -> A chance to get to the QoB and lift ship. I have a rondezvous point set up with Minos.

rosetto -> ::opens some lockers and slams them shut again::

Dash_Andrews -> <<gonna have to go guys... gotta get a shower before work... see ya' next week>>

Pher -> No way could that happen without her cooperation.

Troy Parson -> ::finds a final bunch of wires:: Have you found that ammunition that you were looking for yet?

Mitar Precip -> (waves)

Joe Manning -> The ship they've impounded? Plus we're broke. And I'm behind bars. Like hell I ain't haggling.

STSF_Nickles -> ::looks to Pher:: Ppphheer?? ::teeth chattering from shivering::

Shane -> ::picks up a disk recording of Klingon Opera, tossing if over his shoulder with a shatter, then spots a box of slugs under an old couch pillow:: Got em.

rosetto -> ::looks around bewieldered and decides to wait for someone to show up with the supplies::

Joe Manning -> Kravits> ::Circles a bank of lockers to meet up with Rosetto, phaser rifle in hand:: You're the Qob crew?

Pher -> What deal you looking for? I was going for a trade of for Minos and his group for you. If you want to turn things upside down again, be my guest.

Mitar Precip -> Tellarite Guardian>::cannot help but take a second look at Pher then returns to his post::

rosetto -> ::To Kravitz::Yep.

rosetto -> Both of us...

Pher -> :: Looks to Nickles... settles down near him ::

Troy Parson -> Good. Let's go...it's only a matter of time before someone mentions this place to the Guardians.

Pher -> :: Whispers a few words to Audrey about safeties off ::

Joe Manning -> Minos ... and that data cache are worth a hell of lot more than my freedom. These Guardians are cut-throats. They'll hold me to impounding my ship to pay off my fines.

Shane -> ::stuffs the ammo box in his pockets and heads to the door:: Where to next? The port?

Joe Manning -> ::Nods back at Nickles:: For the moment, you'd better get Chris out of here. He's in bad shape again.

STSF_Nickles -> :: smilesat Pher:: I need your... help doll... I think...

Joe Manning -> Kravitz> Lawman Sergeant Henry Kravitz. I'll be accompanying you. ::Nods::

rosetto -> ::To Kravitz::Are you sporting the gear that Savoy promised?

Troy Parson -> The port is in chaos...and even if we could reach the ship, we'll have trouble making it fly.

Pher -> Hmm... :: Settles in close, touching and allowing herself to be touched, but her mood isn't entirely amorous ::

Joe Manning -> Kravits> Just one the other side of these lockers. ::Points the rifle:: I'd dress fast if I were. We're on a tight timetable if I understand right.

Joe Manning -> Did you convince Savoy to release him at least?

rosetto -> ::salutes. Then helps Doctor to lockers::

Pher -> Look, Joe. You want to play hardball, play hardball, but I don't think this is the time or place.

STSF_Nickles -> ::places his hand on her neck and his other on her leg::

Pher -> Yes. But not if you want to hold on to the boards and the cache.

Joe Manning -> ::Crosses his arms:: I beg to differ. Way it sounds to me, you and Savoy need what I've got. I planned to turn this into an opportunity.

rosetto -> His cane, if you don't mind?

STSF_Nickles -> :;shaking like a leaf, breathing hard, his heart beat can be felt in the palms of his hands::

Pher -> Then play hardball.

Joe Manning -> Kravitz> I believe that's it? ::Points to a cane leaning against the lockers.

Pher -> :: Goes to the guard :: Tell Savoy we have to start over. Joe is being Joe.

rosetto -> ::releases doctor and grabs a uniform::

Joe Manning -> ::Looks at the guards:: Get him out of here. This cell ain't no place for him.

Pher -> :: Returns to Nickles ::

Joe Manning -> Tell Savoy I want to speak to her.

Troy Parson -> ::stows the bits and pieces inside of his coat, and takes out a cigarette:: If we go to the port, things might work out...maybe. But probably not.

Troy Parson -> We've got little manpower, limited technology, and worst of all no leverage.

Joe Manning -> We hold the cards, Pher. And we damn sure could have gotten Minos on the ship without the Guardians.

Troy Parson -> If we address the last of these, well, our chances of survival go up quite a bit.

rosetto -> ::reads the label. 38 long... hands it to the doctor... next one; 36 medium:: This one'll do...

Mitar Precip -> Tellarite Guardian who was fixated on Pher>Mercs....::walks to where the Marshall is to report::

Pher -> No we couldn't. :: sighs ::

Joe Manning -> They need me more than I need them. And that's all that matters ...

rosetto -> This is attractive...::sighs and looks at helmet::

Mitar Precip -> Tellarite Guardian>::AA:: Marshall, the Mercs...a people of interest wish to speak to you, the Orion then the precieved leader.

STSF_Nickles -> We all need to get out of here

Shane -> So we need leverage on the Guardians. And it would seem to me that there's only one person in this city who can give us that...

Joe Manning -> ::Takes a seat on his bench:: Joe being Joe is how you stay alive and in command in Bull's Head. And that damnable woman better send someone in here to move Chris

Mitar Precip -> Tellarite Guradian>Also Marshall one of them appeared ill.

Pher -> No. It's not. Not that we think along the same lines, Joe. I can't do this your way, Joe. If you can't do it mine... :: sighs ::

Joe Manning -> ::Leans back against the wall:: Which is why I'm in command ...

rosetto -> ::sees that this 'Kravitz' dude has no sense of humor:: ::finishes getting dressed and looks for a weapon of sorts thining that he's supposed to be a guard::

Joe Manning -> We'll do things your way. But only after I get myself out of this cell. With my ship. And a paycheck.

Pher -> See if you can make it happen. Try not to spend too much time on it, though.

Joe Manning -> PAUSE SIM