USS Excalibur - September 9 2012

[Rue Wydown 0]

Cptn Swain -> MISSION BRIEF: It has been a little over two weeks since the Excalibur left orbit of Domaria V. We're roughly half the way home to Camelot.

 

Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM

Fae -> :: At Hops. Making sure the ship is doing its thing. ::

Cptn Swain -> ::In his quarters, curled up on his couch with a book and a cup of tea::

Rue Wydown -> ::on the bridge, swilling some coffee, looking over the reports from the mission::

Maryse Dubois -> ::In sickbay, checking on the last of her patients.::

Ryan Mesner -> ::Enjoying some of his candy stash in his quarters::

Fae -> :: Checking out the state of the ion storm. ::

Cptn Swain -> ::He put the book down and glanced to the clock on the wall::

Rue Wydown -> ::looking up from her PADD:: Ms Waters, might we expect any turbulence from the ion storm?

Taryn Castell -> ::Ryan's door chimes ring.::

Cptn Swain -> ::It was nearly time for shift change and he wondered if anyone would notice if he brought the book with him to the bridge -- perks of being Captain::

Fae -> I haven't been told we're in a big hurry. I'm steering fairly well clear of it. I might want to do a few subtle course changes and run shields in a bit as we pass closest to the center.

Maryse Dubois -> ((She could sense the candy.))

Fae -> Playing it safe.

Ryan Mesner -> Chome ihn! ::mouthful of candy::

Taryn Castell -> ::Stalks into Ryan's quarters.:: I heard you had candy!

Ryan Mesner -> ::clutches the bowl to his chest:: Who told you that!

Rue Wydown -> Sure, but I'd keep a weathered eye out on the sensors and send the info to Science, I'm sure they'd love to crunch those numbers.

Fae -> I'll review the sensor package, but last I knew the storm sensor package is still running.

Cptn Swain -> ::Sighing he pushed the blanket off and sat up.::

Fae -> :: Starts poking at the sensor programming ::

Fae -> :: Sees where some sensor allocations during the recent mission conflicted with the ion storm package, and works to restore the storm data gathering ::

Taryn Castell -> It is going around. So... ::Eyes narrow.:: I see, for once, the rumors are true. ::Moving forward, ever so slowly, as if not to spook the candy bowl.::

Rue Wydown -> Our friend below decks hasn't decided to go for a space walk on his own, has he?

Fae -> Yah. Someone messed with the sensor packages, scanning for tachyons. Wonder who would have done that?

Cptn Swain -> Svejk> ::Still in his quarters, having resigned himself to pouting::

Charlotte Matsumura -> ::raises head from the desktop, props her chin in her palm, eyes on the LCARS terminal screen::

Fae -> Not to my knowledge.

Fae -> :: Looks up the location of Svejk's comm badge ::

Fae -> He seems to be where he ought to be.

Ryan Mesner -> ::pulls the bowl further back:: These are real. 100%, no replicated bits.

Ryan Mesner -> What do you have to trade?

Cptn Swain -> ::Standing he headed towards the lavatory and turned on the sink. He splashed cold water on his face before toweling off and sighing. He needed to shave.::

Charlotte Matsumura -> ::the progress bar for her encryption status for her terminal hasn't budged in fifteen minutes::

Rue Wydown -> Finally, he's actually following an order.

Fae -> :: Pulls up the old sensor programs set up by science the during previous close passes near the storm ::

Fae -> Is that really a first? I've been trying really hard to ignore that guy.

Taryn Castell -> Your next annual physical exam. Gone. ::Dusts her hands and holds them up.::

Cptn Swain -> ::Frowning at the reflection in the mirror, he threw the towel in the fresher and headed back into his room. At this rate, he'd have a full beard by the time they got back to Camelot. Stopping at the couch, he picked up his book (yes, an actual book... oh but what is he reading?) and headed for the door::

Cptn Swain -> (( Crew decision time -- what is Swain reading? ))

Fae -> :: Restores the newest of the ion storm packages ::

Fae -> (( Journal of Stellar Cartography ))

Ryan Mesner -> ::Tosses her a couple caramel candies:: That's a start.

Fae -> (( Nah. Not a book... ))

Rue Wydown -> ::strolls over to the recycler and dumps off her mug::

Rue Wydown -> ((Care and Feeding of Tribbles))

Charlotte Matsumura -> (( Zen and the Art of Tribble Maintenance ))

Cptn Swain -> (( LOL ))

Ryan Mesner -> ((101 ways to cook a tribble))

Taryn Castell -> ::Catches and pops one into her mouth, grinning.:: Mmmmmmmm.... the good stuff. How about a free cartridge to cure your next hangover? No one will ever know.

Rue Wydown -> ((When Tribbles Attack))

Cptn Swain -> (( LOL -- Those are all good. ))

Fae -> (( Scent of a Klingon ))

Charlotte Matsumura -> (( No, that's his holovid for later. ))

Cptn Swain -> (( LOL ))

Taryn Castell -> (( Hair Care for Men - Volume IV: The Pony Tail ))

Cptn Swain -> ::He tucked his copy of "Zen and the Art of Tribble Maintenance" under his arm and headed for the lift. It was, despite itself, a very good read and he'd been lucky enough to find one of a copy of the original binded print at a small shop on Camelot before they'd left. The long journey home had left him plenty of time to read so why not take advantage?::

Rue Wydown -> (q)With all these at our finger tips, all we have on the viewscreen is a starscape. ::pulls a face, then heads back to her seat::

Ryan Mesner -> ::He tossed her another one. Grinning, he pulled out a large piece of toffee:: This is Betazed Toffee. Best in the galaxy. You can do better then hangover cures.

Cptn Swain -> ::He entered the lift and opened his book:: Bridge.

Charlotte Matsumura -> ::mutters:: Can't even multi-task with this...

Charlotte Matsumura -> ::glaring at her terminal::

Fae -> :: makes a very minor course adjustment to avoid a slightly heavier tendril of the ion storm ::

Taryn Castell -> ::She caught the third and pocketed it, edging closer. She stared at the toffee and licked her lips.:: I... uh... I'll stop telling people about that... um... interesting... rash that you had a while back.

Cptn Swain -> ::The lift dropped him off on the bridge, but he was, by then, into the book and hadn't noticed that lift was sitting on the bridge, wide open::

Rue Wydown -> Any signs of the Klingons lately? We're not bringing back yet another shadow are we?

Ryan Mesner -> That was because some nameless idiot didn't wipe down the equipment in the gym. ::he scowled, shaking his finger at her::

Fae -> None. How would you prioritize sensor allocation? Ion Storm or Invisible BoP?

Cptn Swain -> (( Uhuh ))

Rue Wydown -> Ion storm.

Fae -> Good nuff.

Fae -> I'll do what I can with unused capacity.

Charlotte Matsumura -> ((I've been playing too much WoW... I saw BoP and thought "binds on pickup". ::blinks:: ))

Fae -> :: Starts a deeper looking at the sensor programming, glad for an excuse to think about something for a while. ::

Cptn Swain -> (( LOL ))

Cptn Swain -> ::Still in the open lift on the bridge, reading::

Taryn Castell -> Still. It's something. ::Edges closer.:: Mmm... well... I'll do the next three boring reports of your choice...

Fae -> :: Starts freeing up a little bit of sensor and compute capability looking for the hypothetical BoP. Figures that a BoP flying at warp speed would disrupt the ions in the ion storm. Looks for disturbances in the Ion Storm data ::

Ryan Mesner -> Oh, you can't tell me you don't have something stashed. ::grins::

Fae -> :: Figures the BoP captain has the same problem as she does. Slightly smaller ship. Would want to be further out. Klingons. Willing to take risks. Not very much further out. ::

Rue Wydown -> ::chews in her thumbnail a bit:: Need to run some simulations with tactical too while we're in transition. I think we're a bit overdue.

Fae -> :: Where would he be going? Not Camelot. The wormhole? Any known Kingon bases? ::

Cptn Swain -> ::He suddenly realized he was on the bridge and wondered how long he'd been standing there, but didn't seem that anyone noticed him, so, he acted naturally and strolled out of the lift towards the center stacks::

Fae -> :: blinks, and comes up from her thoughts ::

Fae -> You want me to schedule something with security, Commander?

Rue Wydown -> Yes, please. ::nods::

Cptn Swain -> ::He tucked the book back under his arms, and smiled:: I see you have everything under control the, Commander?

Fae -> :: Looks up the various types of periodic drills that might be done, and decides a half shift time block ought to work ::

Taryn Castell -> ::Sighs.:: Fine. Hypothetically speaking, if I had a bottle of illegal booze in a hiding spot that may or may not exist, I might be persuaded to part with a glass or two.

Fae -> :: Sends a note down to security suggesting Rue wants a drill, and requesting a convenient time ::

Rue Wydown -> I don't know what you mean about "under control" but things are quiet for now.

Cptn Swain -> ::Smiles:: Good.

22:53:39 Fae -> Captain? If you were aboard a Klingon bird of prey, and you were heading home, where would you be going?

Cptn Swain -> ::Quirks a brow:: Well doesn't that depend on where 'home' is?

Fae -> Yah. That's the question. I'm figuring we have a great big ion storm, and I'm wondering where to look for disturbances in the storm where a BoP flew through.

Fae -> Any WAGs?

Ryan Mesner -> You drive a hard bargain, but I think a more fair price would be for us to take a hypothetical stroll down to that hypothetical bottle and we can finish both off together.

Ryan Mesner -> Hypothetically.

Fae -> Wormhole is my first guess.

Cptn Swain -> Well the Klingons are based out of Camelot too.

Fae -> OK. We can look for any ships that might have gone missing for a while, after we get back.

Taryn Castell -> Since it hypothetically isn't full, then I suppose we might do that if you were to hypothetically bring that bowl of candy. Because I deserve more than four pieces.

Cptn Swain -> I mean, my assumption was and is that they were curious why we where there. They might have headed on to whatever their next mission was.

Rue Wydown -> ::just shakes her head::

Fae -> Yah. Reasonable assumption. Commander Wydown just asked me to look for BoPs with my spare sensor allocation, though, and I'm looking for specific places to look.

Cptn Swain -> ::Glances to Wydown:: I don't know about you, but I am hoping our next mission involves something quiet.

Rue Wydown -> No, I asked you if we'd heard anything. Not to look for them specifically.

Taryn Castell -> (( And soothing, like tribbles. ))

Fae -> Would it be impolite of me to say 'Ha!'

Rue Wydown -> And the priority was the ion storm.

Rue Wydown -> I need more coffee. ::standing up::

Fae -> Yep. But I figured if all the sensors were reading information on the storm, might as well look for disturbances in the storm.

Ryan Mesner -> I suppose, we can work some sort of a price. ::he packed up the candy, making his way to her:: Shall we?

Fae -> Just looking to do something a wee little bit clever.

Cptn Swain -> ::Wydown:: I'll be in my office till shift change. Let me know if anything 'exciting' happens, eh?

Charlotte Matsumura -> ::glances to the time, decides this is going to have to work on its own so she can work in her training time::

Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM

Cptn Swain -> PAUSE SIM

Fae -> :: paused ::

Taryn Castell -> ::grabs a handful of candy and trucks it::

Cptn Swain -> Alrighty.

Cptn Swain -> A little slow tonight I know, but you know what they say..

Cptn Swain -> Anyway, we'll truck back to Camelot between now and next week and will have arrived when pick back up.

Cptn Swain -> Questions, comments?

Rue Wydown -> I take it by the sounds of crickets there are none.

Cptn Swain -> Alrighty then.

Cptn Swain -> Rue anything from you?

Rue Wydown -> Nothing from me.

Rue Wydown -> Have a good night folks.

Cptn Swain -> Then if you'd be so kind.

Rue Wydown -> Dismissed!

Fae -> Night!

Cptn Swain -> Night all.

Charlotte Matsumura -> Night, folks!