USS Challenger 02.23.2014

[STSF Jami 0]

Cptn Ja'Lale -> So last week, the Challenger crew received it's orders; to proceed to the Klingon homeworld Qo'noS and set up air filtration equipment and monitor the air levels around the planet. Four years have past since the Praxis explosion & TBS was 3 days

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions?

Cptn Ja'Lale -> No eh?

Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM

Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM

Cptn Ja'Lale -> BEGIN SIM

H.G. Reed -> :: Working at her station. ::

Cmdr Rinax -> ::wrestling in her nightmares, med techs are treating her as she occasionally comes out of it::

Hunter Matheson -> ::at helm, enjoying the view:::

Cmdr Rinax -> ::and is still in sickbay for the time being::

Derrick Sabin -> brb

Cassie Granger -> ::enters the bridge, PADD in hand:: Morning, Captain.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Morning.

H.G. Reed -> :: Smiles at Kal. :: Your manner suggests you are quite eager to begin this mission.

Cassie Granger -> ::sits in the XO chair, hands him the PADD:: Situational update from Klingon space.

Dvokr chim Hok -> :: On the bridge.. always with the bridge... No one ever just comes to visit poor Hok for a good argument ::

Hunter Matheson -> Uh.. well, ma'am... not necessarily eager, but the sooner we're there the sooner we'll get it over with.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Takes PADD and quickly reads through it:: THank you/

Cassie Granger -> ::can offer a good argument if needed:::

Cassie Granger -> Situation doesn't seem to have changed much.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Not surprising.

Cassie Granger -> No eyes on the ground, though.

H.G. Reed -> :: Nods. :: That is a rational point of view. Are you concerned?

Hunter Matheson -> ::glance left, then right:::

Hunter Matheson -> ::leans over, confidential:: Damn right I am.

Hunter Matheson -> ::leaves it at that:::

H.G. Reed -> :: Brows raise. :: Your concern is likely justified.

Dyan Sylvanis -> ::In the Mess getting breakfast. Hair a little disheveled as she head a long night.::

Gretchen Hanson -> ::making her rounds in sick bay, checking in on her patient on the VIP biobed...Cmdr. Rinax::

Hunter Matheson -> ::deep breath, lets it out::

H.G. Reed -> :: Clears her throat to change the subject. :: I was thinking we might boost the power to this console in order to allow us better control over our stations.

Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Is really thrilled to be heading to this part of space.. the communication traffic much be unlike anything he's experienced before ::

Derrick Sabin -> ::in Sci lab going over air quality reports:::

Hunter Matheson -> (w) Good idea.

Cmdr Rinax -> ::in the end of a nightmare, med tech was tending to me::

Cassie Granger -> Mr. Hok, anything in the chatter?

Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: The rest of the fleet forms up behind the CHallenger from SB 180.

Gretchen Hanson -> ::gives Rinax a tap on the foot as she arrives at the station::: Are you awake, sleeping beauty?

Dvokr chim Hok -> A lot of chatter, but not a lot of substance.

Cassie Granger -> Explain "substance" Mr. Hok.

H.G. Reed -> :: Smiles a bit. :: I will put in a request to the captain.

Cmdr Rinax -> ::quickly comes out of her sleep, a little night-sweat across her brow:: Oh... I, Yes, Doctor. I am awake. ::a little disoriented, but quickly regains::

Dvokr chim Hok -> Well, peering into Klingon territory we have standard greetings, some confusion. They are still not used to having Federation ships in their space, even after all this time. A proud warrior race I would gather.

Hunter Matheson -> :swivels to Ja'Lale:: Course and speed, Captain?

Dvokr chim Hok -> Our ship to ship chatter involves a lot of people catching up with old friends, the Starfleet family.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Plot course to Klingon homeworld, warp 7.

Cassie Granger -> ::nods:: I'm going to feed some key words to you. Plug them in and make your console ping any time they come up.

Dvokr chim Hok -> I'll keep looking for anything more than that Captain...er Captains.

Gretchen Hanson -> ::looks at her chart and frowns:: Some day you're going to have to tell me what the backstory for these nightmares is all about. I can't keep drugging you into duty fitness forever.

Hunter Matheson -> Plotting course... Qo'noS, warp 7. ::glance to Reed for the exact course::

Derrick Sabin -> ::not sure whether to believe the improvements noted, or if it's just someone's wishful thinking::

H.G. Reed -> :: Taps her console and transmits coordinates. :: Course laid in.

Dvokr chim Hok -> Keywords received Captain

Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Quietly eats her breakfast, as she thinks about what she needs to do next and for the rest of the day before her shift starts.::

Cmdr Rinax -> ::slow look away, then around noticing that she's alone with Gretchen, then speaks softly:: Doctor Hanson, when I was taken on that planet... well, I think my nightmares may actually be some sort of reality for what went on.

Hunter Matheson -> Executing at warp 7.

Cassie Granger -> ::nods to Hok::aside to Ja'Lale:: Think they can all keep up at that speed?

Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Nods at Hok:: Thank you.

Gretchen Hanson -> ::sets her padd down on the foot of the bed::: What do you remember?

H.G. Reed -> You would think I spend all my spare time thinking about work with the way I've been going on. However, I also had some ideas to boost engine output. I ought to speak to engineering.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::Turns to Granger:: For the most part, yes. We'll probably have to slow down every now and then

Hunter Matheson -> ::crooked grin:: Should have been an engineer?

Cassie Granger -> Open comm to the fleet, then, sir?

Cmdr Rinax -> I'm still trying to isolate specifics from my actual memories versus what things are in my nightmares. ::sits up half way, leaning down on one elbow, placing her body on her side, so she's facing the doctor:: There was a room... I was put on a table rather roughly... ::slow blink, trying to split reality from nightmares::

Cassie Granger -> ::takes a PADD that's handed to her from CMTAC tech, nods, then hands it back:::

Derrick Sabin -> ::runs a diagnostic on the forward sensor array in anticipation of long range scans;:

Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Hears the comm notification ::

H.G. Reed -> :: Shakes her head. :: No, I am just passionate about my job.

Gretchen Hanson -> ::thinks back as to how Rinax was carried to SB and probably not gently deposited on the biobed::

Cmdr Rinax -> ::closes her eyes, gritting her teeth:: I am having trouble deciphering reality, doctor. I am grateful you give me sleeping aids, but I fear even going to sleep. ::looks back at the doctor:: There were all these wires... ::makes a motion around her head at first, then waves over her body:: They were everywhere.

Cassie Granger -> ::hard to keep a Marine sitting down, she stands to wander the bridge, stopping at communications first::

Dvokr chim Hok -> Captain, care for a listen?

Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Challenger & Fleet jumps to warp.

Hunter Matheson -> ::satisfied nod:: Me, I like to run small craft. Sneak up on 'em.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Yes. Sure

Cassie Granger -> Sounds like a plan, Hok. ::nods to the captain::

H.G. Reed -> :: Looks intrigued. :: Then how did you become a helm officer on a starship?

Gretchen Hanson -> As I recall, Commander, the rescue team found you entangled in some kind of native vegetation similar to vines.

Hunter Matheson -> Go where you're told to, ma'am.

Dyan Sylvanis -> :;Disposes of her tray once finished and exits the Mess. Deciding to forego changing clothes at the moment, she instead takes a TL up sickbay.::

Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Diverts his comm feed to the speakers, A series of tones and voice communications litter the bridge. At least 10 conversations are occurring at once ::

Cmdr Rinax -> ::considers the vegetation comment, frowns:: I don't know, I don't know... ::breathing increases:: I just can't remember.::

Cmdr Rinax -> ::feels rather broken, and fights back tears::

Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Wide eyes as others probably can't make heads or tails from all the noise ::

Derrick Sabin -> ::the diagnostic runs its course and comes back nominal::

H.G. Reed -> :: Shrugs :: Very true. However, should you have the opportunity, I would assume you would be in the cockpit of a shuttle.

Cassie Granger -> Filter that comm to this frequency.

Cassie Granger -> It's the standard armada frequency for command only.

Cmdr Rinax -> ::puts one hand on her forehead:: If I could just open my mind up, I can't figure out how to make my mind put the memories back together.

Dvokr chim Hok -> Right. :: The conversations drop from 10 to 1 ::

Hunter Matheson -> There.. and a few other places.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Good stuff.

Cassie Granger -> The only other one you should have on there is what I gave you from... where we're going.

Gretchen Hanson -> Well, we're still flushing your system clean of the toxins in your bloodstream. They were also found in the fruits found around the area where you were held.

Cmdr Rinax -> I was not aware of this... how many toxins were in me? Do you know what their purpose could have been?

H.G. Reed -> Who wouldn't?

Hunter Matheson -> ::grin:: Beats me.

Dvokr chim Hok -> Understood Captain Granger.

H.G. Reed -> Although, I will say I would much rather be station on a starship, then planetside.

Dvokr chim Hok -> Granger...

Cmdr Rinax -> ::is more worried now, knowing her own background and what intel she's been privy to in the past:: Does the Captain know about this?

Cassie Granger -> ::moves over to Sabin:: Ensign. Anything interesting?

Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: It doesn't take long before the Challenger and fleet near the border.

Cassie Granger -> ::looks back to Hok::

Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Nods he can wait ::

Hunter Matheson -> Approaching the border, Captain.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Thanks.. ::before he can finish, they are hailed::

Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Casually enters sickbay in her shorts and tanktop, looking around for someone in particular.::

Hunter Matheson -> ::tending to business now::

H.G. Reed -> :: Focuses her attention on the task at hand as well. ::

Dvokr chim Hok -> Incoming communication Captain

Cptn Ja'Lale -> On screen.

Cassie Granger -> ::hovering over Derrick Sabin :::

Dvokr chim Hok -> Aye :: Comm onscreen ::

Cassie Granger -> ::assumes formal posture, facing the screen:::

Gretchen Hanson -> All of the plants held essentially the same formula - a strong psychoeugenic stimulant. It could be something as simple as a natural defense to keep predators from eating them. And yes, the Captain knows, though I don't think he's worried about monkeys as spies.

Hunter Matheson -> (Never can tell about monkeys, Doc)

Derrick Sabin -> ::to Granger:: Nothing outstanding.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Klingon> +Challenger+ ::A scowling Klingon appears on screen:: Federation, this is the IKS Da'tang. We are to escort your fleet to Quo'noS. You are to follow us. Do not deviate from this path.

Cmdr Rinax -> Monkeys... they attacked me, right? ::looks at her limbs, feeling what may be residual pain from the attack that she wants to confirm as being real::

Derrick Sabin -> I don't want to start long range scans and get the neighbors excited until I get the ok from the Captain.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Klingon> +Challenger+ Likewise, do not beam down to the homeworld or any Klingon installation or territory without permission. Failure to do so, will be seen as an act of war.

Cassie Granger -> ::Sabin:: Understood.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Da'tang, out! ::cuts comm::

Cassie Granger -> ::turns to Ja'Lale::

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Nice guy.

Gretchen Hanson -> Yes they did. After that, we not so sure what happened.

Cassie Granger -> Looks like our intel was pretty darned close.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Six Klingon vessels decloak in front of the fleet.

Hunter Matheson -> ::puts on the brakes:::

Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Finally spots who she was after. She walks over to where Gretchen and Rinax were talking.::

Dvokr chim Hok -> Channel closed.

Cmdr Rinax -> wheww, thanks for confirming that much, Gretchen. Feeling like you are having nightmares.. yet having residual pain just confuses my psyche, you know?

Gretchen Hanson -> ::catches a glimpse of Sylvanis approaching::

Cmdr Rinax -> (Oh goodie, many Klingons! LOL)

Cassie Granger -> ::Hok:: Relay the message to the fleet. Kal, Slow to impulse until we find out what's going on.

Gretchen Hanson -> In the meantime, do you want to get back to work?

Hunter Matheson -> Impulse, aye.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Here we go.

Dvokr chim Hok -> Pleasant folk.

Gretchen Hanson -> ::gives Sylvanis a "hold on a minute" hand", then remembers what she's probably here for, and motions over to a biobed on the opposite side of SB;:

Cmdr Rinax -> Can I get released? ::considers sleeping in her own bed, and has a slight fearful look across her face::

Cassie Granger -> ::Sabin:: Guess we got an answer on scanning. ::wry::

Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: Challenger fleet cross the border, as they do, the Klingon escort ships form around the ships in the fleet.

Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods quietly as she moves over to the empty bed.::

Cassie Granger -> ::moves back to the XO chair::

Gretchen Hanson -> Up to you. As I said, I can't drug you forever. But in the short term, I think the Captain would like to have you back on the bridge.

Hunter Matheson -> (w) Which way they got us going?

Derrick Sabin -> ::glad he didn't do any scans on his own, sure that the Klingons would consider that an act of war as well::

Hunter Matheson -> ::Reed::

Cmdr Rinax -> ::raises herself to a sitting position on the biobed, legs dangling off the side:: Physicallky, I suppose I am ready for duty... I may visit you at the end of my shift, doc, if that's ok?

Gretchen Hanson -> It's more than ok, I'm making that a doctor's order, a condition of your release. :::fills a hypo and administers it to Rinax:::

Cmdr Rinax -> ::warm smile, grateful Hanson's got her best interest:: Really appreciate this doc... I will see you later then.

H.G. Reed -> It appears they are taking us the long way around.

Gretchen Hanson -> ::smiles back at Rinax and backs away and moves over to Sylvanis::: Here for the usual, I presume?

Hunter Matheson -> (w) Figures.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> No surprise there.

Derrick Sabin -> (Klingons would make good taxi drivers)

Hunter Matheson -> (Got that right.)

Cmdr Rinax -> ::slips off the biobed, doesn't feel pain like she had previously, so clearly knows that her physical recover must be finished, leaves sickbay and heads towards the hallway, then the TL, but not before saying thanks to the Doctor and medical staff that have been caring for her::

Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Nods.:: Of course, Doc. ::Quietly as she looks around Gretchen.:: So the Commander is finally out and about?

H.G. Reed -> They must think we don't know the direct route.

Cassie Granger -> ::leans toward Ja'Lale:: The Khitomer Accords are still in force, right, Captain?

Cptn Ja'Lale -> ::nods:: They are, yes.

Hunter Matheson -> (w) Oh, they do. It's their way of intimidating.

Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Carefully listening to local comm traffic ::

Gretchen Hanson -> ::glances over as Rinax exits SB, then turns back to Sylvanis::: Seems that way.

Cmdr Rinax -> ::in the TL:: Bridge.

Gretchen Hanson -> And how about you? Your treatments working out alright?

Dyan Sylvanis -> That's good. ::Nods.:: Yes. So far no problems.

Cassie Granger -> ::taking everything in::

H.G. Reed -> Or perhaps boring us?

Gretchen Hanson -> Good, we'll keep the same mix. :::goes to the med dispenser and fills a hypo with Sylvanis' special cocktail of suppressants::

Hunter Matheson -> ::derisive snort:: They're Klingons. It's what they do.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> ACTION: As Hunter pointed out, the route takes them in a long arc around Klingon space, away from most planets and outposts to Kronos.

Hunter Matheson -> It's the scenic route.

Cmdr Rinax -> ::the TL arrives, doors swish open, and Rinax takes in a deep breath, then lets it out as she takes her first step to return back to duty, walks around over to the XO's chair to find Cassie in it, with a smile greets them:: Captain, and Captain. It looks like I have some updates to read to catch up.

Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Pulls her hair from her shoulder as she tilts her neck.::

Cassie Granger -> ::stands:: Commander.

Gretchen Hanson -> ::applies the hypo and watches, as though some physical change might happen. She knows it doesn't work that way, but all the same, she watches;:

Cassie Granger -> ::moves aside to allow her access::

Cassie Granger -> I can report, ma'am.

Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Lets go of her hair and glances up at Gretchen looking back at her.:: Um..all set?

H.G. Reed -> What an enjoyable Sunday drive;

Gretchen Hanson -> ::her eyes snap back into focus from being lost in thought:: Set? Yes, you're good to go.

Cmdr Rinax -> Captain, would this be an appropriate time for me to take the Captain to the Conference room, so I can get up to speed, or did you need her on the bridge at this moment?

Hunter Matheson -> ::feels like a dog on a leash::

Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Hops down from the bed, smiling.:: Thanks Doc. ::Starts for the exit.::

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Oh, Commander. You're back, of course.

Derrick Sabin -> ::would love to be running a side scan as the ship makes it convoluted path deeper into Klingon space::

Cptn Ja'Lale -> (Bit confusing there lol, I think the Marine Captain for Cass would be a good way to distinguish us when we're together heh)

Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Captain captain everywhere ::

Cassie Granger -> (Or just Granger, or Cass)

Cptn Ja'Lale -> (yeah, or Ja'Lale)

H.G. Reed -> :: Itching to change course. :

Hunter Matheson -> ::in a slow, meandering arc around Klingon space:::

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Random Klingon Dude> ::itching to blow the Challenger to smithereens if they do::

Cmdr Rinax -> I appreciate that Captain, I'll get up to speed as quickly as I can. MCaptain? Would you come to the conference room with me?

Cassie Granger -> Yes, ma'am.

Cassie Granger -> ::nods:: Captain.

Cmdr Rinax -> (LOL Klingon Dude)

Gretchen Hanson -> ::watches Sylvanis go and shakes her head. This is certainly an interesting case::

Cmdr Rinax -> ::heads into the conference room, while nodding and saying hi to others on the bridge::

Cmdr Rinax -> ::pours a glass of water:: Thirsty, Cassie?

Cassie Granger -> ::enters the conference room, engaging the main tactical screen::

Dyan Sylvanis -> ::Heads back down to MARDET and her bunk.::

Dvokr chim Hok -> :: Commander Morrison always called Captain Granger "Cass" ::

Cassie Granger -> Water works, Commander. Thank you.

Cmdr Rinax -> ::pours an additional glass and puts them on the conference room table, and slips into a chair:: Please, be comfortable.

H.G. Reed -> :: Chafing at the ridiculousness of the situation. :: You would think we have all the time in the world.

Cassie Granger -> ::slips easily into a chair:::

Gretchen Hanson -> :::looks around an empty SB:: Computer, lights down to night duty standard.

Hunter Matheson -> ::smirk:: We do, ma'am. Nothing else going on.

Hunter Matheson -> ::nods at Reed's console:: Watch out for crazy Ivans. They'll pull them just so they can have an excuse to fire.

H.G. Reed -> :: Frowns :: Thanks for the warning. You are most likely right.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM

Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM

Cptn Ja'Lale -> PAUSE SIM

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Great job everyone.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> TBS will be 6 hours, at which point we will be arriving at Qo'noS.

Cptn Ja'Lale -> Any questions?

Cptn Ja'Lale -> If there are no other questions, sim dismissed. Have a great week everyone.