Qob: Tranquility 1/23/11

[Joe Manning 0]

Joe Manning -> When we left off, we had departed Tranquility City's port district and made a pickup outside the city

Joe Manning -> Our human (sort-of) cargo is on board and the Guardian fleet is pretending they don't see a Klingon Bird of Prey in the atmosphere

rosetto -> We are still in the clouds, right?

Joe Manning -> That's right

 

Joe Manning -> BEGIN SIM

rosetto -> ::backing off a bit to remain within the cloud bank::

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Still on the MeH with Redera just behind him::

Pher -> :: staying out of the center of things. ::

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Circles around the command chair to the station where Troy is working, Redera following close behind:: We are evading the detection of the Guardian vessels?

Shane -> ::standing in front of the weapons console, his arm hangin limp at his shoulder::

Pher -> :: Lurking near the exit keeping an eye on things. ::

Troy Parson -> ::looking at the sensors:: They're scanning blindly, but not getting any locks...we're invisible.

Pher -> Don't count on it lasting forever. Let's not linger. These things can be defeated.

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Troy:: That is most excellent.

rosetto -> ::looks down at his display to locate fleet::

Troy Parson -> ::looks up at Simon:: Well, it looks like we're home free for now...what do you say to a tour of our fine vessel?

rosetto -> ALL>They're well within sensor range...

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Troy:: -Are- we home free? ::Looks at Pher:: We are clear to exit the star system?

Pher -> We can try. Odds are pretty good. They're sensors aren't Starfleet quality, I hope.

Pher -> But it's early to pop Champaign corks.

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Frowns slightly:: You hope.

STSF_Nickles -> :glares for a moment still not liking them calling the shots::

rosetto -> ::taps a few buttons to look busy::

Troy Parson -> If worse comes to worse, I have an emergency plan that can get us enough distance to get clear...but it doesn't look like we'll need it.

Pher -> Did we offer you a money back guarantee? If so, we need the money first.

Joe Manning -> Redera> ::Glances toward Nickles as she slowly glides over to the pilot's station::

Pher -> :: Slips colose enough to the pilot's station to make Redera think twice... ::

Joe Manning -> Simon> I merely wish to know what the next step is. These vessels leave trails that can be detected even when cloaked, no?

Shane -> ::appears to sigh impatiently, keeping Simon in his perephials::

Pher -> Yep. As soon as they think of it.

STSF_Nickles -> They Can

Shane -> <<color change>>

Joe Manning -> Simon> That would necessitate some sort of contingency, would it not? I will leave nothing to chance. How long can this cloak be maintained.

Joe Manning -> Redera> ::Stops when Pher makes the sudden move and hmph's under her breath::

rosetto -> ::looks back momentarily and then shakes his head::

Pher -> Maintained, indefinitely. Giving them time to acquire a lock would be a bad idea.

Joe Manning -> Redera> ::Closer to Shane and his weapons station. Takes a step over to him and lets her fingers brush his hair::

Pher -> :: To Redera :: Let's both stay clear of everybody, eh honey?

STSF_Nickles -> :: moves over to the Helm station:: I Have it Pher.

Shane -> ::growls:: Hands off whore.

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Crosses his arms:: Well, what do you suggest we do? I could arrange to have myself discreetly transferred to another ship, if you can keep us concealed long enough.

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Glances back at Redera::

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Grins at Shane:: Redera is not going to try anything, I guarantee it.

Pher -> We could drop you anywhere, but I don't think you'll be any better off than here.

STSF_Nickles -> :: starts letting his guard down slightly, working on the helm::

rosetto -> ::looks at what Chris is doing::

Joe Manning -> Simon> As long as you can get me out of the system undetected, I can disappear from the Guardian net easily enough.

Joe Manning -> Redera> ::Rolls her eyes at Shane's insult as she takes a step back::

STSF_Nickles -> We are stable and in hiding for the moment lets stay way for a bit.

rosetto -> Aye, sir...

Pher -> :: Stays as clear of Redera, tries not to be threatening, but ready to intervene as necessary. ::

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Looks at Nickles:: I will provide you with the stellar coordinates of a Rainmaker safehouse where I might be dropped off.

rosetto -> ::pulls QoB left and down to remain in clouds::

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Reaches into the front of his overcoat and retrieves a small data rod::

STSF_Nickles -> Fine Simon tell me what they are.. the sooner we are rid of you the sooner we go back and Get joe.

Troy Parson -> ::pressing various buttons on the science console, seemingly tracking the Guardian scans::

Shane -> ::ignores Redera and glances at Nickles and Pher, waiting for the show to get on the road::

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Holds the rod out to Nickles:: Why are we still in the planet's atmosphere? Can we be tracked beyond it?

STSF_Nickles -> It depends on whos out there. We could be if they know how to find us.

Pher -> :: Let's Chris handle the space question. Not her field. ::

STSF_Nickles -> Pher scan the upper atmosphere Let me know who you see out there.

Joe Manning -> << Welcome, Robert. :) Pull up a seat next to Precip in the audience >>

Mitar Precip -> (hey Robert..Watching sim...enjoy)

Pher -> :: Not sure she likes that order... Hopes he knows what he is doing. ::

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Crosses his arms and looks around, wondering if the next phase is going to emerge at some point::

Pher -> :: Takes a seat at an auxilary science station.. (Or is that one of the dozen or so weapons consoles? ) ::

Shane -> <<being klingon, I would guess weapons>>

Pher -> :: Makes sure she is staying passive. Does not want to make anyone up there nervous by sending targeting scans their way ::

rosetto -> (That would be next to me, Pher... FYI))

Joe Manning -> << There's a flight station, a sensor station, and two weapon stations >>

Troy Parson -> ::looks up at Simon:: Maybe it would be best if I explained the next stage of the plan to you? It's somewhat technical, and the others have work to do...

Joe Manning -> << 'Auxiliary' will be a chair next to Troy's. Which I'm sure Troy won't mind >>

Pher -> Patrol frigates, mostly. Starting to spread out some.

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Troy:: I -am- wondering. Based on the nature of your port escape, I began to wonder if you were making this all up as you went along. But ... considering its success, I will not be too critical.

Troy Parson -> ::stands up:: Come, then...I have a chart that should be very helpful for explaining this next stage.

rosetto -> ::points to a hole in defenses, a possibility::

rosetto -> ::to PHer::

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Shrugs and motions ahead:: Please.

Pher -> Bout five ships. Frigate class, most of em. I don't think all of them are warp capable.

Robert Long -> <<sits across from Precip in the Peanut section eating popcorn>>

Mitar Precip -> (munching on peanuts happily)

Troy Parson -> ::Leads the way off the bridge, heading to a closet converted into a very compact lab, now somewhat dusty:: In here.

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Follows Troy, Redera not far behind::

Joe Manning -> << You do know we converted the transporter room into a lab for you, Troy? ;) >>

Troy Parson -> <<The closet has a nice, cozy feeling, though :P>>

STSF_Nickles -> Simon, you hears Pher. They are starting to spread out. Once you stand down from your threats, Then we will move out furhter.

Troy Parson -> ::searches around the lab until he finds a chart with a wireframe drawing of the planet and surrounding space, covered with cryptic symbols:: Ah! Here we are...

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Before he leaves the Bridge:: I am threatening no one, Mr. Nickles. Just anxiously awaiting my freedom from the Guardians' attention.

Mitar Precip -> (AFK..err...exits gallery for more food)

Shane -> ::discreetly leaves his weapons station, mumbling about something with his arm and heads off the bridge::

Pher -> There are a few shuttles running around as well, but I wouldn't worry about them too much.

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Glances over Troy and the chart:: Mm hmm ... and what is this?

Troy Parson -> ::puts the chart up on a forcefield in the middle of the room:: This is a gravity chart of our immediate vicinity...

STSF_Nickles -> Your behind the Terrorists arent you? ::watches as they head out the door;::

rosetto -> ::uses his hands to try to show Pher his idea:: <Pher>See?

Joe Manning -> Simon> Yes, and?

Troy Parson -> These symbols indicate relative strength and direction of the gravetic pull at all these points...now, as you probably know, operation of warp drive requires a strength below RV minus eight...

Joe Manning -> Redera> ::Circles around behind Troy and lightly brushes -his- hair::

Pher -> Worth thinking about, Sal.

Troy Parson -> In layman's terms, warp and gravit don't mix. Otherwise, we wouldn't need spaceships at all for most purposes...we'd just have trains or something that would warp from planet to planet.

Troy Parson -> ::glances back briefly at Redera, and continues talking:: Now, the planet that we're on right now is interesting because of its ring system...

Troy Parson -> ::glances back at Redera again:: As you can see, any matter close to the planet...::gestures towards the chart::

Pher -> (Are they clear of the bridge?)

Troy Parson -> ...will fall down to the surface. Any matter further away...::gestures again::...

Joe Manning -> << They are >>

STSF_Nickles -> :: doesnt trust them and decides to go see what they are talking about::

Pher -> If we aren't going to call off anything down below, we might as well take em.

Troy Parson -> ...gets caught in the gravity of the rings, and becomes part of them.

Pher -> (they)

Troy Parson -> But the interesting thing is what you get riiiiiiiight...here! ::makes a circle on the chart with his finger::\

STSF_Nickles -> :;looks to Pher:: I ould rather turn them over and get Joe back.

Troy Parson -> At all of these points, the gravity of the planet and the gravity of the rings cancel one another out, creating a circular "track", if you will, where a ship could use warp drive from far closer to the surface than is normally possible.

rosetto -> ::whispers to Pher::Do what you gotta do, just leave me with instructions...

Pher -> :: Scans Rosetto's hair to see if he can figure out what drug Redera applied ::

Shane -> ::leaning up against the bulkhead right outside the lab door, waiting::

Joe Manning -> Simon> Quite fascinating. And would the Guardians be capable of tracking our exit from the system?

Joe Manning -> Redera> ::Applied no drugs or pheromones to Rosetto's or Shane's hair::

Troy Parson -> ::turns and tries to look at Simon, but winds up looking at Redera instead::

STSF_Nickles -> Im going to go see what they are talking about. ::: moves into the hers::other room with Simon and the ot

Joe Manning -> Redera> ::Gives Troy a seductive smile::

Troy Parson -> Once we make the circle jump, as I've been calling it, the Guardian fleet will be on the wrong side of the planet to track us...

STSF_Nickles -> Troy Dont give away to much

Joe Manning -> Redera> Oooh, you're so smart. I find men of intelligence to be so attractive ...

Shane -> ::watches Nickles enter the room, sighs::

Troy Parson -> ::glares at Nickles, and dusts himself off, looking back at Redera:: It's merely an application of basic warp theory, ma'am.

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Glances at Redera than at Nickles:: My only interest is in getting out of this system undetected, Mr. Nickles. The secrets of your ship and of the knowledge of your personnel does not interest me.

STSF_Nickles -> If that IS the case then you shouldnt mind staying in one place.

rosetto -> ::makes more course corrections to enter another cloud bank::

Pher -> :: Trying to think of a reason they shouldn't be taken down now or sooner... Doesn't expect to be able to convince them to not burn the city. ::

Joe Manning -> Simon> Note that I might be interested in hiring you long-term if this operation proves successful.

STSF_Nickles -> Hes OURS Simon!!

Joe Manning -> Redera> ::Glances at Nickles and a mischievous smile crosses her lips:: Perhaps you could tell me more about it in private, Troy? In your quarters, perhaps?

STSF_Nickles -> Troy back to your post!

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Crosses his arms at Chris:: Mr. Nickles, I am not trying to steal any of your people away from you. The offer extends to your entire crew. You as well.

Troy Parson -> ::glares at Nickles:: Come now...I'm merely trying to be hospitable to our guests.

Troy Parson -> Surely the sensors can scan on their own for a little while?

STSF_Nickles -> There is NO Need to be hospitable to them, Back to your post. your giving away too much information.

rosetto -> ::looks to Pher with a quizzed look on his face::

Shane -> ::rolls his eyes at Nickles reactions, listening to the conversation::

Troy Parson -> ::looks at Redera:: He's awfully unfriendly, isn't he?

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Tilts his head at Nickles::

Mitar Precip -> (rejoins audience hoping Redera is dead...awh drat..not yet)

Joe Manning -> Simon> For a guest ... I feel as if I am being treated with an undue amount of hostility by you Mr. Nickles.

Pher -> (Quietly, to Sal) If I could think of a way to convince him to call off any landside operations, I would. Other than that, delay is gaining us nothing.

Joe Manning -> Redera> That he is. ::Lets her hand slip around Troy's arm::

Pher -> The longer we delay, the more likely the ships upstairs will be able to open up.

rosetto -> ::nods silently::

STSF_Nickles -> :: sees Redera and moves to step between them:: Troy I said your POST!

Pher -> As Chris tied me to this console, he apparently doesn't want me bird dogging our guests...

rosetto -> ::hears the yelling and cringes::

Pher -> So... His game for the moment.

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Rolls his eyes and slips out of the lab:: If you will excuse me, I wish to find out how close we are to getting out of this system.

Joe Manning -> Redera> ::Cluctching Troy's arm tightly::

Troy Parson -> ::loses his cool for a second:: I'm quite aware of what you said, Mr. Nickles. I'm just disregarding it.

Joe Manning -> Redera> ::Wonders who Nickles is protecting from whom::

Shane -> ::fiddles with his bionic as Simon leaves::

rosetto -> Yeah, I just don't like that Redera... Not at all... I told you about that 2nd Lieu, right?

Joe Manning -> Redera> ::Whispers into Troy's ear, but loud enough for Chris to hear:: I think he's jealous.

Pher -> :: Wonders if she should give a sit report to the guardians aboard. ::

STSF_Nickles -> :: gets annoyed:: INSUBORDINATION Mr Troy Will NOT be talerated. :: Pulls Redrea hand off his arm:: Now Move!

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Pher:: Mr. Parson explained the plan to me. How much longer until we hit this ... warp spot?

Pher -> Sal?

Joe Manning -> Redera> ::Gives a pained gasp as her arm is grabbed::

Pher -> I'm scanning. He's flying.

rosetto -> Pher, I have just learned not to trust them; their kind... Not at all...

STSF_Nickles -> ::: now hold her her arm finding he cant really let go::

Troy Parson -> ::grimaces as Redera is pulled away:: You really have no idea what you're doing, do you? Ordering people around like we're on some kind of Federation starship...

Joe Manning -> Simon> Trust whom I wonder? Hopefully, Nickles' paranoia is not contagious.

Pher -> I trust them to be trying to scan through our cloak. Let's not wait too long, shall we?

Shane -> ::gets up off the wall and walks back into bridge, standing near the door::

STSF_Nickles -> Its in your best interest Troy! GO,

Joe Manning -> Redera> ::Smirks slightly as Nickles and Troy fight::

Troy Parson -> I think I know quite well what is in my own best interests...better than you, at any rate.

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Glances back toward the lab and taps his chin, a deeply considerate look on his face::

rosetto -> ::whispers::Just point to the hole and we're in it, Pher...

Troy Parson -> Also...::looking at Nickles::

Pher -> :: leans close to the Nav console, whispers. :: If I don't take him clean, give me a rough ride, please.

Troy Parson -> You really ought to let go of our guest. It's rude to cling.

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Shoots a glance at Shane, then back at the corridor leading out of the Bridge::

rosetto -> ::nods and whispers::rough, no problem there...

Pher -> :: Annoyed :: You didn't leave Red with Chris, did you? Don't you know he's going to be obcessed with her? (To Simon)

STSF_Nickles -> Then if you will not go to your post, them Im taking her with me out there and I will take it. You will be sorry Troy.

Pher -> :: Gets up, and starts moving back as if to see Redera... but passing close to Simon ::

rosetto -> ::watches out of the corner of his eye::

STSF_Nickles -> :: beads of swaet starting to accumulate on his brow::

STSF_Nickles -> *Sweat

Joe Manning -> Simon> Chris seems quite well. Whatever treatment you provided broke her influence on him, I would say. Besides, she is under my explicit instructions not to cause any trouble.

Troy Parson -> I think not. ::goes to take Redera back::

Pher -> I don't trust Chris not to start trouble.

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::Folds his arms behind his back and smirks:: That would be your concern, I am afraid.

Pher -> :: Draws pain stick, sets to full power stun, tries to tag Simon ::

STSF_Nickles -> :: pulls Redrea out of Troys Reach::

Joe Manning -> Simon> ::A jolt shoots through him. He shudders and falls to the deck::

rosetto -> ::ereadies the controls for hard bank::

Pher -> :: Quickly cuffs to something solid ::

Pher -> :: CHecks for weapons, if finds removes ::

Pher -> That's one..

Shane -> ::pulls out his sidearm and runs back down the corridor, slows and steps into the lab::

Joe Manning -> Redera> ::Pulled by Nickles, looks toward the Bridge at the thud::

Troy Parson -> ::sees Shane enter:: What are you doing?!

Pher -> :: Collapse stick ::

STSF_Nickles -> :: takes a swing at Troy as he nears Redrea again hitting him in the jaw::

Shane -> ::points the gun at redera:: Don't move.

Joe Manning -> Redera> ::Looks at Shane::

Pher -> :: Glares are Redera :: Wouldn't this be easier if we just kept away from each other?

Joe Manning -> Redera> ::Looks down at the gun::

Pher -> :: Glares at Chris as well ::

Joe Manning -> Redera> ::Looks at the gun at Nickles' side::

Shane -> ::sees her look at Nicks gun and shoots her in the knee cap::

Pher -> :: Looks at Audrey as if she is checking pheromone levels ::

STSF_Nickles -> ::: has a grip on rederas arm, His own breathing beginning to quicken::

Joe Manning -> Redera> Chris ... kill them ... ::Shot in the knee. Yelps and falls::

Troy Parson -> ::staggers back into the lab:: You'll regret that...

STSF_Nickles -> ::pulls his phaser and aims for Shane::

Pher -> :: Pulls girlie gun. ::

STSF_Nickles -> :: Firing a shot but its pulled off by Rederas fall::

Shane -> ::dives to the side, to avoid the beam::

Troy Parson -> ::reaches for a disk taped to the bottom of one of the lab benches, and pushes it into a wall slot::

rosetto -> ::pulls QoB in tight bank::

Pher -> :: Ready to stun them all if necessary, but holding for the moment. ::

Joe Manning -> Redera> ::Howls in pain, then growls in Nickles direction:: Kill them! Protect me!

STSF_Nickles -> :: helps Redera up off the ground::

Pher -> :: Almost sort of expecting the rough flight... Tries to maintain stance ::

Pher -> Chris, you know I'll have to cash the checks she writes.

Shane -> ::scrambles up and tackles Nickles, slamming him against the bulkhead::

Troy Parson -> ::grabbing on to a piece of laboratory equipment hanging from the ceiling, while also reaching for an audio input microphone from the lab:: Computer...activate transfer from disk Parson Emergency One.

STSF_Nickles -> :: Fires again grazing troy as hes tackled::

rosetto -> ::pulls up quickly and then into another bank::

Pher -> Her knee is hurt. Best lay her down. You'll hurt her...

Pher -> +Guardians+ Come join the party.

Shane -> ::pinning Nickles to the ground by the neck, with his ONE arm:: Little help?!

Troy Parson -> ::is hit in the arm as the lab doors start to close on their own, not responding to outside controls::

Joe Manning -> Computer> ::A few words in Klingon emerge from the lab's speakers and the lights dim momentarily. The same sort of thing has been happening on and off for a few weeks::

Joe Manning -> Kravitz> ::Arrives at the door to the lab, limping, with his men::

Joe Manning -> Kravitz> ::Pher:: Situation?

rosetto -> ::starts to bring QoB back to level flight::

Pher -> Simon's down on the bridge. Secure Redera. Watch out for Chris.

STSF_Nickles -> :: takes his foot and pushes shane backwards::

Pher -> Didn't get them to stand down the fire below. Wasn't going to happen.

Joe Manning -> Kravitz> ::Nods to two of his men:: She looks pretty bad. Define 'down.'

Pher -> Stunned and cuffed to a chair.

Pher -> Best get on him, though.

STSF_Nickles -> :: reaches for his weapon on the floor next to him::

Shane -> ::falls backwards, landing one his back::

Joe Manning -> Guardian> ::Crosses over to help Shane keep Nickles pinned:: Is he working with them?

Pher -> He is confused by honey dust.

Pher -> Chris, stand down.

Joe Manning -> Redera> ::Looks up to see the new faces and looks around frantically::

STSF_Nickles -> :: has weapon in hand trying to gain control::

Shane -> ::stands up and glares at Pher:: Thanks for the help you goram idiot!

Pher -> :: Extends pain stick. :: Everybody stand down.

STSF_Nickles -> ::fighting with the Gaardian trying to regain his weapon entirely::

Pher -> This is going to hurt you more than it will hurt me.

Joe Manning -> Redera> Ahhh! Are you backstabbing us?! I know we couldn't trust you! I knew we should have taken the ship!

Pher -> :: Most concerned with Redera ::

Pher -> :: Heavy stun charge, tries to tag REdera ::

Troy Parson -> ::looks around his lab for options, and notices a pile of cleaning products in one corner::

Joe Manning -> Redera> ::Held by two Guardians, she's stunned easily::

rosetto -> ::wants so badly to interject but remains at the controls::

STSF_Nickles -> :: kicks the gardian a good one pulling the weapon free and aims it at Pher::

Joe Manning -> Kravitz> ::Looks down at Pher:: So ... I suppose I get to transmit good news down to HQ?

Pher -> :: focused on Redera, ignoring Nickles ::

Shane -> ::steps up and pistol whips Chris across the face::

Joe Manning -> Guardian> ::Knocks the weapon aside and keeps Nickles pinned::

Shane -> <<oh, scratch last line::

Shane -> >>

Shane -> <<I'm just feeling violent tonight...>>

STSF_Nickles -> :: swaeting profusely now pinned to the ground again:: LEAVE HER ALONE!!!! I HAVE TO PROtect her!!!

rosetto -> <<when are you NOT?>>

Joe Manning -> << Apparently it's going around ... >>

Troy Parson -> <<Wait till you see.>>

Pher -> :: still trying to tag Redera ::

Pher -> She'll be OK. She just needs to sleep.

Troy Parson -> ::opens the lab doors:: Hello, everyone.

Pher -> :: Tries to put her to sleep ::

Joe Manning -> Computer> ::Rosetto's helm control wavers a bit, his nav sensor data scrambling. It's restored to normal after a few seconds::

Joe Manning -> Computer> ::Apparently, T'aral was not able to rid the computer of all those glitches::

rosetto -> What The!... oh,, okay... there...

Joe Manning -> Kravitz> ::Points his rifle in Troy's direction::

Troy Parson -> ::puts on a gas mask that he took from the laboratory, and throws down two bottles of highly concentrated cleaning solution...one bleach-based, the other ammonia based::

Troy Parson -> ::ducks back into the lab and shuts the door before Kravitz can fire::

Shane -> ::looks over to Troy, wiping the sweat from his brow:: Kravitz:: He's on our side.

Joe Manning -> << Is he ... ? >>

Troy Parson -> Cleaning solutions> ::mix to create chlorine gas, which was used as a chemical weapon in the first World War::

Pher -> :: Retreats towards the Bridge ::

Pher -> :: Quickly :: Everybody, to the bridge, fast.

Mitar Precip -> (puts on gas mask...setting aside peanuts)

Joe Manning -> PAUSE SIM