Sky Harbor Aegis | 16 January 2015

[Chirakis 1]

Chirakis -> =-/\= Aegis Mission Brief 1/16/15=/\=

Chirakis -> 12 January 2388

Chirakis -> TBS was 48 hours

Chirakis -> The time is 0800 (8 AM) local.

Chirakis -> The Pakled's route has been traced to a nebula where it may have offloaded undocumented cargo.

Chirakis -> The Pakleds are contained. Coleridge is recovering.

Chirakis -> The adolescent Horta's consumption of silica rich rocks is alarming enough to warrant attention.

Chirakis -> The shipyard has resumed production.

Chirakis -> Anyone not on Aegis adopt a symbol - first come, first served.

Chirakis -> Questions?

Chirakis -> Seeing none...

Wes Roberts -> <- still off station

Chirakis -> =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\=

Chirakis -> =/\==/\=BEGIN SIM=/\==/\=

Chirakis -> (Roberts has fled the station.)

Lawliet -> ::in his office going through reports::

Kallah Ramson -> ::exits lift onto CnC::

Fletcher Jackson -> ::at TAC::

Jylliene -> ::at Ops, coffeeeeeee.::

Fletcher Jackson -> ::turns:: Morning, Commander.

mimipavilion -> ::in her office, checking on reports and the such::

Kallah Ramson -> Good morning.

Dacia Sandero -> ::in sickbay, tending to the Horta::

will_marx -> ::pondering whether or not he can get away with spacing the Pakleds...::

Fletcher Jackson -> ::still getting acquainted with the console::

Kallah Ramson -> ::takes a PADD from the XO station:: Status report, Ops.

Alexis McFarland -> ::brushes her teeth, getting ready for another day at school::

Tarisa -> ::Is in the lab.::

mimipavilion -> (I won't say anything, Marx)

Jylliene -> ::smiles at Ramson, raises her cup to her:: Good Morning. The probes are away. Data gathering in process.

Jylliene -> Engineering is... quiet, for them.

Jylliene -> ::doesn't know whether to be thankful or perhaps worried::

Fletcher Jackson -> ::would be worried::

Scott Coleridge -> ::keeping his head down lest he get assigned to more Pakled-related problems::

Kallah Ramson -> Make sure they're sharing the probe information with science.

Lawliet -> ::walks into the science lab:: Ensign, how are we looking concerning production of artifical rocks?

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Making his way to the CnC to see the progress of the probes.. ::

mimipavilion -> ::sends an update to the CnC that sickbay is fine::

Jylliene -> Yes ma'am. Information is porting to both.

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: The elevator up always seems to take it's time when he really needed somewhere ::

Tarisa -> ::Ears perk up as she's called. She looks over at Lawliet.:: Production seems to be going rather smooth.

Jylliene -> Otherwise, all seems normal.

Fletcher Jackson -> ::checking shipping status, running diagnostics on the weapons array:::

Fletcher Jackson -> ::fighters report in, move into standard rotation::

Lawliet -> ::to Tarisa:: Excellent. What is our surplus at the moment? How long could we feed the Horta if we ceased production?

Dacia Sandero -> ::notes down the Horta's biosigns and rock consumption levels::

Chirakis -> Horta> BUUURRRRRPPpppppppppppp

Annisha -> :: Letting a brush worm clean her teeth for her. It tickled ::

Alexis McFarland -> ::uses one of those sonic toothbrush thingies::

Chirakis -> (Just don't bite down, Annisha.)

Dacia Sandero -> (mmmm... protein!)

Tarisa -> Um...::Ponders.:: We have quite a few, but from what I have heard, the Horta has increased his appetite.

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: The turbo lift reached the CnC, but something was wrong. The lift stopped short of its goal. The doors opened to show Nijil only from the neck up ::

Fletcher Jackson -> ::pulling up the tactical display, balancing blues and yellows::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Either his body disappeared or there were technical difficulties ::

Lawliet -> ::looks at her with a concerned look:: Increased? I've been too busy with my reports lately. I need to speak with medical. Continue with your duties and I'll be back later.

Scott Coleridge -> ::going over maintenance reports, remembers he forgot to assign a team to lift maintenance:: Hmm.

Kallah Ramson -> (I'm going with user error)

Annisha -> :: Spits out the little bugger into its tank :: Thank you washy.

Jylliene -> ::glances to lift:: Hello...almost...

Wes Roberts -> (Same here)

Lawliet -> ::turns around the walks out of the lab and down the corrider::

Tarisa -> ::Nods.:: Yes, Sir.

Scott Coleridge -> ::rectifies this error, then double checks what’s in the pipe for refits::

Annisha -> Mr. Cuddles... :: the targ was a bit feisty today.. Hey, cut it out.. Whoa! :: Annisha fell over :: Okay okay, I'll get you a cabbage, but don't tell anyone.

Lawliet -> ::gets into the turbolift:: Sickbay

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: The lift would not move ::

Kallah Ramson -> (especially seeing that there is no level under the CnC )

Annisha -> :: She plopped a cabbage into his mouth, kissed him on the snot, then left for the day. :: You behave! :: pointed a finger :L:

Wes Roberts -> ((We're looking at feet))

Alexis McFarland -> ::gets dressed then feeds Chester the pug:

mimipavilion -> ::finishes up her reports for both sickbay and the children's home and sends them to all parties, as well as files a copy and heads into main sickbay and over to the Horta::

Jylliene -> ::ponders:: Need some help?

Jylliene -> ::peers at Nijil::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> I think I can get it. :: looks up at Jylliene ::

Lawliet -> ::gets off the lift and walks into Sickbay::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: He reached for the access panel and removed it, entered his eng code and proceeded to see what the matter was ::

Fletcher Jackson -> ::watches the defense grid cycle::

mimipavilion -> ::to Dacia:: How's our guest.

Annisha -> :: Dashes for Alexis' door ::

Dacia Sandero -> He's doing good. Really taking well to those silica rocks.

mimipavilion -> Good Good

Chirakis -> Horta> ::shifts uneasily::

Annisha -> :: Dodges a pair of Binars, jumps over a Ferengi stooped over tying his shoes, then rolls under a tall Klingon ::

Lawliet -> ::walks into mimi's office:: Doctor?

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Commander. :: to Jylliene :: How are the probes doing?

Dacia Sandero -> ::glances back at Lawliet::

mimipavilion -> ::looks back to Lawliet:: I'm over here.

Alexis McFarland -> ::Eating a toasted poppy seed bagel with butter and swiss cheese::

Tarisa -> ::Checking over the rock replication, scanning a few of the pieces.::

Scott Coleridge -> ::satisfied with the schedule, he claims his usual console::

Fletcher Jackson -> ::studying the orbital space defense grid:::

Wes Roberts -> # ::a flight of Spectres from the Ark Royal breeze past the station::

Jylliene -> ::pulls up the report:: They're talking, so all seems to be working well thus far.

Annisha -> :: Stops at Alexis' door :: Little pig little pig let me in!

Lawliet -> ::hears mimi's voice and walks over:: Morning Doctor. I wanted to talk to you about the Horta.

Fletcher Jackson -> ::checking out the Spectres::

mimipavilion -> Alright.

Alexis McFarland -> ::through the door:: Not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin.

Chirakis -> Horta> ::shifts uneasily again::

Jylliene -> Information incoming as they're approaching targeted area is as expected.

Kallah Ramson -> ETA to nebula entry?

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Goes to the edge of the lift, gets a shock :: Ow.. that's.. disappointing. Oh good. About the probes, not the lift.

Jylliene -> ::feels weird giving a report to a seemingly disembodied head at the lift::

Alexis McFarland -> I don't have hair on my chinny-chin-chin. ::opens door::

Fletcher Jackson -> ::blows out a breath of admiration, eyes wide::

Lawliet -> ::watches the Horta:: I understand it's consumption of rocks has increased over the past several days.

Annisha -> Aww, I was going to blow the door down with a concentrated wide beam disruptor...

Annisha -> :: enters ::

Fletcher Jackson -> ::feeling pretty good about this posting, despite the rumors he heard before he came:::

mimipavilion -> Yes it has. I'm not quite sure why.

Lawliet -> Has it gotten any larger?

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Taps to get zapped :: Ouch..

Jylliene -> ::checking current position:: From their current position...

Chirakis -> Horta> ::shifts again, gently rocking back and forth::

Alexis McFarland -> Should I just skip ahead to when they move into a trilithium-duranium alloy based shelter?

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: He was in an interesting position, though he was pretty sure seeing Jylliene this way would meet with disapproval ::

Fletcher Jackson -> ::keys in on the Spectre chatter::

Jylliene -> A few hours still, assuming no incidents en route.

mimipavilion -> Hard to tell right at the moment. But if I could guess, by the way that it's acting, that it may be going through a growth spurt.

Wes Roberts -> # Spectres> ::random chatter that happens during any CAP::

Annisha -> It beter be ablative and withstand the beating until the power drains out.

Tarisa -> ::Satisfied with the results, she moves on to other projects.::

Dacia Sandero -> ::Looks at the Horta:: Certainly eats like it.

Fletcher Jackson -> ::all is well::

mimipavilion -> ::Dacia:: What teen doesn't.

Jylliene -> (I'm guessing that's a reasonableish ETA? I hope?)

Annisha -> Hey, before we go, how about a visit with the horta? I have to write a paper on it.

Alexis McFarland -> I think it was. OK.. sure.

Scott Coleridge -> ::reviewing some notes he has made on the performance of the subspace transporter and the beginnings of ideas for some improvements::

Lawliet -> As far as I can tell, there isn't any real reason to keep it here. We need to arrange to have the Horta relocated. I need to speak with command. Do you know where Mr. Roberts is at the moment?

Alexis McFarland -> Dacia was telling me how he was. She says he looks bigger than he was when he first camein.

Jylliene -> We are already getting data as they're approaching. Useful for calibration

Annisha -> Let's go. Perhaps I can ask it questions. What do rocks taste like? Are they spicy?

Wes Roberts -> (Plundering and pillaging his way through the sector)

Kallah Ramson -> Good. Any vessels in range of the probe?

mimipavilion -> No I don't. If he's on his ship, he's probably out doing patrol in the sector.

Chirakis -> Horta> ::attempting contact with an intelligent being::

Annisha -> Let's go. :: smiles ::

Alexis McFarland -> Lead on.

Jylliene -> ::looks over the incoming transmissions::

Scott Coleridge -> ::makes note: "Invent new domain-specific language for parsing subspace-theoretic constraints within Schroedinger boundary equation module."::

Annisha -> :: Starts the walk to the Horta care center ::

Jylliene -> Nothing yet, no.

Kallah Ramson -> ::nods::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: No, he should definately not tell Jylliene about this ::

Chirakis -> Horta> ::using every means it can to make contact::

Lawliet -> ::keeps looking at the Horta:: What's it doing?

Jylliene -> ::glances at another tab:: Nijil, if you stand clear of the controls I can try something to get you free.

Annisha -> :: After some minutes Annisha arrives to see the Horta ::

mimipavilion -> ::looks at the Horta:: I'm not sure.

Dacia Sandero -> Is he trying to talk to us?

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Alright.. it's not a control issue.

Dacia Sandero -> Or it. ::pets Alexis' head::

Chirakis -> Horta> ::making a different sound than it ever has before::

Jylliene -> Good to know. Going to try an emergency override recall of the lift to the CnC. You might want to hang on to something.

Annisha -> Hey :: to Alexis :: Dacia is here.

Lawliet -> ::walks up the the containment chamber and pulls up a seat:: That's different. has it made that sound before?

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Oh-kay.

Dacia Sandero -> Where else would I be?

Jylliene -> ::presses a button::

Annisha -> :: Shrugs :: I dunno.

Dacia Sandero -> No.. I haven't heard that before.

mimipavilion -> ::notices the different sound it made:: That's new. ::grabs a tricorder and enters the area where the Horta is at to scan it::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Is shaken up and down, violently :: Whoa..

Chirakis -> Horta> ::small groan::

Lawliet -> ::bends forward:: Is it hungry? Sick?

Fletcher Jackson -> ::turns toward the lift::

Alexis McFarland -> Upset tummy?

Annisha -> We have come to visit the Horta. I have some questions for him.

Fletcher Jackson -> ::Jylliene:: Need assistance, ma'am?

Kallah Ramson -> ::not her normal smile towards the lift:: SubCommander, did you leave a spanner on and demagnetize the lift rails?

Annisha -> You know, Rihan security.

Dacia Sandero -> So do we. Wish we had a way to talk with him.

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Nothing I did sir.

Jylliene -> One more try, Nijil.

Jylliene -> I think it's about shaken free of.. whatever it is.

Jylliene -> ::gives the order for the lift to return to the CnC once more::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Another violent shake and the lift rises to the proper level ::

Jylliene -> ::exhales::

Lawliet -> ::places his finger tips on the glass::

Fletcher Jackson -> ::she looks like she has it under control, so he goes back to his console::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Pauses before stepping out, then leaps out ::

Chirakis -> Horta> ::leans against the glass:::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> You are right Commander Ramson, the rail superconductors could be depolarized.

Dacia Sandero -> You trying to talk with us? Don't Hortas have a special device they use to contact other species?

Jylliene -> Mr. Jackson?

Lawliet -> ::raises an eyebrow and moves his fingers around in slow movements::

Fletcher Jackson -> ::turns:: Ma'am?

Jylliene -> Thank you for the offer.

Annisha -> Can we touch him?

Jylliene -> ::smiles::

Fletcher Jackson -> ::smiles:: Any time, Commander.

Annisha -> Perhaps he needs a hug. Works for humans.

Jylliene -> ::returns her attention to the console::

Dacia Sandero -> Not advisable.

Kallah Ramson -> Shall we focus on the scans now.::turning back to the holodisplay::

Fletcher Jackson -> I'm just getting the feel of the board, admiring the... firepower.. ::leaves it at that::

Annisha -> What could he do to me?

Dacia Sandero -> They do have this tendency to expel highly corrosive acid.

Chirakis -> Horta> ::deep sigh::

Jylliene -> ::nods::

Chirakis -> Horta> ::longing::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Looking at the scans :: Have the nebula scans come in yet?

Chirakis -> Horta> :::pain:::

Annisha -> Oh...

Chirakis -> Horta> ::mother::

Jylliene -> ((Please don't tell me Hortas do teenager hormones))

Dacia Sandero -> He seems to be feeling sad, or some kind of discomfort.

Lawliet -> I wonder...::closes his eyes and focuses on the Horta::

Annisha -> (( Horta acne? ))

Chirakis -> Horta> ::pain... mother:::

Chirakis -> (we'll find out, won't we?)

Kallah Ramson -> We are still an hour and 40 out from nebula entry.

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Oh. Well, I can still gather the latest scans from the area.

Kallah Ramson -> These are the approach readings.

Fletcher Jackson -> ::firepower, more awesome than he ever imagined::

Lawliet -> ::using telepathy::~Hello?

Annisha -> Hey Lexxy, can't you sense something from the little bugger?

Scott Coleridge -> ((Keep in mind the life-span of the average Horta... I wonder how long puberty lasts in Earth years.))

Chirakis -> Horta> ::sigh::mother..pain:::

Dacia Sandero -> ::uses hers to tune into the Horta::

Dacia Sandero -> The same. He wants his mother?

Alexis McFarland -> I sense this too. ::to Annisha::

Annisha -> Where's her mother?

Tarisa -> ::Curiosity overcomes her, so she exits the lab and heads for the lift.::

Lawliet -> ::looks at Sandero:: Was there another Horta?

Alexis McFarland -> ::Shrugs::

mimipavilion -> Mother? Where?

Fletcher Jackson -> ::crooked grin, wondering how his bros back home would feel if he told 'em::

Dacia Sandero -> Just the one, I'm afraid

Chirakis -> Horta> ::slight groan::

Annisha -> Wait, a he.. his mother..

Kallah Ramson -> With the assumption that the Pakleds did offload something here, we should be looking for a planetoid, station, or safe harbor. How effective will the probe be in that?

Dacia Sandero -> I'm not sure what its gender is, to be honest.

mimipavilion -> ::hears the groan::

Lawliet -> ::focuses again::~Can you understand me? Hear me?

Fletcher Jackson -> ::half listening to the conversation going on around him, but more interested in the console::

Chirakis -> Horta> :::yes::::

Dacia Sandero -> It understood you

Annisha -> Hey, where is the new science person?

Lawliet -> ~Are you alright?

Alexis McFarland -> In Science?

mimipavilion -> ::looks between Lawliet and Dacia::

Chirakis -> Horta> ::pain::

Tarisa -> ::Leaves the lift, quietly entering the sickbay. Her tail lashing about as she walks up behind the others, watching the Horta.::

Lawliet -> ~Physical or Emotional?

Alexis McFarland -> ~You're feeling pain? Tell us what's wrong.

Annisha -> :: Sees the new person beside her. Looks all wide-eyed :: (w) Ohh

Chirakis -> Horta> ::a small opening appears on its side:::

Tarisa -> ::Smiles and waves.::

Annisha -> :: Smiles ::

Alexis McFarland -> ::Waves back at Tarisa::

Chirakis -> Horta> ::sighs, groans, as though it is working::

Lawliet -> ::looks at the Horta's side::~Is that a wound?

mimipavilion -> ::sees the small opening::Lawliet:: Does it want me to scan it or what?

Chirakis -> Horta> ::mother:::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Goes next to Jylliene :: (w) Thanks for getting me out.

Dacia Sandero -> ::telepathically listens to the Horta::

Jylliene -> ::smiles slightly::

Annisha -> What's the Horta saying?

Lawliet -> ~.....mother?

Chirakis -> Horta> ::mother::

Jylliene -> Glad to be of service. (w)

Alexis McFarland -> Wants his mother?

Wes Roberts -> ((Where's MTV?))

Kallah Ramson -> ::waiting for a response, looking at Nijil::

Lawliet -> ::thinks for a moment::~Who is mother?

Annisha -> No, it is a mother.. is this Horta going to have baby hortas?

Annisha -> I've always wanted a pet rock.

Tarisa -> ::Watches.:: Are...are they talking with him?

Chirakis -> Horta> :::long, even sigh:::

will_marx -> ((::flings a stale Swedish fish at the back of Annisha's head::))

mimipavilion -> Someone mind telling me what is going on?

Dacia Sandero -> ~Are you a mother? Pregnant?

Annisha -> :: Looks up :: I think so. I can't hear a thing.

Lawliet -> ~Are you about to give birth?

Chirakis -> (Thank you, Commander Marx.)

Alexis McFarland -> Telepathically, yes.

will_marx -> ((Any time))

Chirakis -> Horta> :::sigh::the opening widens::

Tarisa -> Oooohh...::Is very curious.::

Lawliet -> ::looks at mimi:: Doctor!

Chirakis -> Horta> ::and a very small egg, the size of an ostrich egg, appears next to... her::

Chirakis -> Horta> ::yes, he is a she:::

Annisha -> :: to Tarisa :: You not a telepath either?

Dacia Sandero -> ::looks to Annisha:: You were right.

Chirakis -> Horta> ::relaxed::

Tarisa -> ::Shakes head.:: No.

Jylliene -> ::watching her console::

mimipavilion -> ::watches at the opening seeing the egg come out:: Oh good grief. Ask it if it needs more room for the eggs.

Chirakis -> Horta> ::gathers it to her, in a protective mode::

Tarisa -> ::Eyes widen as she sees the egg.::

Lawliet -> ::steps back:: Just give it more room doctor.

Chirakis -> Horta> ::only one, I am young::

Annisha -> Oh... an egg? Who sits on it?

Lawliet -> ::back to Horta::~What do you need?

Kallah Ramson -> ::NIJIL:: I asked you how effective the probe will be in the nebula.

Chirakis -> Horta> ::rest::

will_marx -> ((::hands Kallah his bag of stale Swedish fish::))

Lawliet -> ~I understand. ::to mimi:: "She", needs rest Doctor.

mimipavilion -> Ask it if when the egg will hatch::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Oh, sorry. Should be as if were are taking a ship through from a few years ago. Jylliene -> ((::accepts, throws one at the back of Nijil's head::))

mimipavilion -> ::Lawliet:: Alright.

Dacia Sandero -> ::Nods:: THat's the best we can do for her. We might need a larger containment box though.

Jylliene -> ((::retains one for later, just in case, then hands the bag back::))

Lawliet -> ::notices Tarisa and pulls her aside::What is it?

Fletcher Jackson -> ::turns his attention to the convo over the probe::

Wes Roberts -> ACTION Slipstream event detected near the outer marker

Tarisa -> Hmm? ::Looks at him.:: Oh, I was simply curious. I had not seen a Horta before. I had some time while the replicator was running another batch of rocks.

Fletcher Jackson -> ::sharp burn back:: tap:: Commander Ramson, we have a slipstream event near the outer marker.

Kallah Ramson -> So we should have a fair chance of spotting anything of size in there. ::turns at the sensor alert::

mimipavilion -> ::nods:: I know but if we have to, we're gonna have make arrangements for her to be moved. When she's well enough, see if she needs more room for her and her offspring. That way we can start prepping for a possible move.

Scott Coleridge -> ::making calculations and wondering if he can engineer new hardware to bake some of this into the design::

Kallah Ramson -> ID?

Fletcher Jackson -> ::checks the weapons grid:: The grid's treating it as friendly.

Annisha -> :: To her young friend :: Did she talk to you?

Wes Roberts -> @ Revenge> ::reverts back into normal space, with 5 friends broadcasting Starfleet idents::

Chirakis -> Horta> ::sleeping, holding her egg close::

Alexis McFarland -> Not me specifically, but I was able to hear what she said to Dacia and Mr Lawliet.

Annisha -> Lucky.

Lawliet -> ::grunts:: I see. Well looks like we're going to have to double our efforts. Join me in the lab in about ten minutes. I need to speak with command.

Fletcher Jackson -> It's Revenge, Commander.

Tarisa -> ::Nods.:: Yes.

Fletcher Jackson -> Starfleet identification verified.

Alexis McFarland -> Quite.

Kallah Ramson -> Hail them, main channel.

Fletcher Jackson -> Channel open, ma'am.

Lawliet -> ::walks out of sickbay and into the turblift:: CnC

mimipavilion -> Daica did you get that.

Kallah Ramson -> ::turns towards the main view screen::

Dacia Sandero -> I did yes.

Kallah Ramson -> +Hail+Aegis to Revenge. Welcome back.

Dacia Sandero -> She needs rest now and space. Her instincts now are to protect her egg.

Fletcher Jackson -> ::eyes light up at the sight onscreen::

Wes Roberts -> @ -=Kallah=- Thank you, Commander. I had to go hunting for some friends for us.

Kallah Ramson -> +Revenge+ Friends are a good thing. Success?

Lawliet -> ::steps off the turbolift and sees Roberts on the viewscreen::

Schawnsee -> :: walks in:: Did I hear egg?

Chirakis -> Horta> ::resting peacefully, one egg huddled close::

Annisha -> We should get to class.

Dacia Sandero -> Hello, Doctor. Yes, our Horta friend just laid an egg.

Annisha -> No times for questions.

Annisha -> (( Horta hears a who ))

Tarisa -> ::Smiles at Annisha and Alexis, waving goodbye to them as she starts to leave sickbay.::

Wes Roberts -> @ -=Kallah=- Well, given that I've got 5 Hyneman-class Special Operations Cruisers from 177th SOE with me, it was successful.

Alexis McFarland -> We should. Well, she is telepathic.

Lawliet -> ::walks over besides Ramson and waits::

Annisha -> Bye :: waves ::

Alexis McFarland -> Bye bye.

Schawnsee -> :: walks over to view the Horta and sees the egg:: So I see? If I remember right they are very protective We are going to need to be very careful

Fletcher Jackson -> ::whew::

Dacia Sandero -> Bye... have a good day at school ::Smiles::

Annisha -> :: Exist sickbay labs ::

Alexis McFarland -> ::follows Annisha out::

Tarisa -> ::Returns to the science labs.::

mimipavilion -> Alright, I'll start looking for alternate places if we need to move her and her egg. ::starts towards her office:: I wonder if SubCommander Jorahl knows of any semi-secluded areas away from the shipyard.

Fletcher Jackson -> ::broad grin, giving the SOCs a good once-over::

Wes Roberts -> @ -=Kallah=- What's the station's situation?

Kallah Ramson -> +Revenge+ I see. We'll prepare dockings for them as well as your usual.

Dacia Sandero -> I hope so.

Fletcher Jackson -> ::looks to Jylliene::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Watching the ship come in, but making sure the transmissions from the probe are intact ::

Schawnsee -> Or at least a less occupied spot on the station.

Jylliene -> ::starts prepping the docks::

Dacia Sandero -> It'd have to be pretty well fortified.

Jylliene -> ::and transmitting approach vectors::

Kallah Ramson -> +Revenge+ Peaceful. We are investigating via probes the Pakled's last layover spot in that nebula. And, I think Mr Lawliet has some news about the Horta.

Lawliet -> ::looks over at Ramson:: How did you know that Commander?

Kallah Ramson -> ::turns towards Lawliet::

Schawnsee -> Agreed and very secluded. ALL we would need is someone to walk in on her and her attacking.

Jylliene -> ::slight grin overhearing::

Wes Roberts -> @ -=Kallah=- Peaceful is good. I managed to convince 177 SOE to...assist us with the nebula if need be. And it seems they needed a new homeport anyway.

mimipavilion -> ::listening to Dacia and Kat:: Agreed. I'll have to coordinate with Science and get ahold of Jorahl and see if an area near the shipyard would be helpful for the Horta and it's offspring.

Schawnsee -> ::nods to Mimi:: Anything you wish for me to do in the meantime Mimi?

Kallah Ramson -> ::simple smile::

Wes Roberts -> @ -=Lawliet=- Mr Lawliet, what's the latest with the Horta?

Jylliene -> Approach vectors transmitted and the appropriate docking ports readied, ma'am ::to Ramson::

mimipavilion -> ::Kat:: Just help Dacia keep the Horta and it's offspring, although it being an egg for now, comfortable until we can relocate it.

Annisha -> So, what should I title my report. "The Very Hungry Horta?"

Kallah Ramson -> ::steps over towards Ops, giving the floor to Lawliet::

Lawliet -> ::turns to the viewscreen:: Mr. Roberts, I request we discuss the immediate relocation of the Horta. It's just laid an egg and ethically speaking, we have no right to hold it any further.

Kallah Ramson -> ::Ops:: Good. Relay the vessel stats to my office if you will.

Alexis McFarland -> "Hungry, Hungry Horta"?

Jylliene -> Yes ma'am.

Schawnsee -> Very well.

Jylliene -> ::pulls them up and forwards them over::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Would like a slipstream drive on the Nei'rrh, but I don't think slipstream and quantum singilaritys mix

Schawnsee -> :: walks over and looks at the Horta and its egg again::

Wes Roberts -> @ -=Lawliet=- Well...we weren't detaining it, it was aboard for medical care.

mimipavilion -> ::nods:: I'll be in my office writing up a report.

Wes Roberts -> PAUSE SIM

Wes Roberts -> PAUSE SIM

Wes Roberts -> PAUSE SIM

Wes Roberts -> Don't go running out the door yet

Wes Roberts -> Dr Schawnsee, front and center.

Schawnsee -> :: steps up:: Sir?

Chirakis -> ::formally passes the box to Ramson::

Kallah Ramson -> ::accepts::

Kallah Ramson -> ::peeks inside::

Wes Roberts -> Commander Ramson and I feel that surviving the chaos that is Sickbay, you are due for more responsibilities...

Chirakis -> ::translation: paperwork::

Wes Roberts -> Therefore, we hereby promote you to the rank of Lt Commander, with all the duties and responsibilities therein.

Schawnsee -> :: give him an odd look :: sir?

mimipavilion -> ::smiles, means a little less paperwork for her::

Schawnsee -> Really?

Kallah Ramson -> ::takes out the extra pip and hands it over to Wes::

Chirakis -> No, they are joking. ::deadpan::

Schawnsee -> ::Looks over to Chirakis ::

Wes Roberts -> ::takes said pip, and does a cadet jab:: will_marx -> Nice...blood draw

Schawnsee -> OW! Is that legal?

Chirakis -> Indeed.

Wes Roberts -> I'm a pirate. Legalities are hassles to me.

Schawnsee -> ::nods and forces a smile::

Dacia Sandero -> true

Wes Roberts -> Congratulations, Commander.

Schawnsee -> Thank you.

Wes Roberts -> 2 hour TBS.

Chirakis -> Congratulations, Doctor.

Dacia Sandero -> Congrats Schwansee

Kallah Ramson -> ::smiles:: Good work. I believe part of your new duties will be changing Horta diapers here shortly.

mimipavilion -> congrats Kat

Wes Roberts -> ::chuckles::

Wes Roberts -> Any questions?

Wes Roberts -> On that note... *dismiss*