Sky Harbor Aegis | 6 March 2015

[Chirakis 1]

Wes Roberts -> I think we can begin. And before we do, we have some administrative tasks

Wes Roberts -> First off, Lt. Lawliet, Post.

Lawliet -> ::steps forward::

Wes Roberts -> Mister, you're out of uniform...and I ought to throw you out the airlock for that

Kallah Ramson -> ::unlocks the box, rummages around::

Lawliet -> ::confused look::

Wes Roberts -> Have you found them yet, Commander?

Kallah Ramson -> (w)::to Wes:: that was already the plan.

Wes Roberts -> ::chuckles quietly::

Kallah Ramson -> ::blows off dust:: Here we go.

Kallah Ramson -> ::hands the package over::

Wes Roberts -> Mr Lawliet, for services rendered to Sky Harbor Aegis as her Chief Science Officer and bottle washer, you are hereby promoted to the rank of Lieutenant Commander.

Wes Roberts -> ::takes said package, and pins::

Wes Roberts -> Ensign Tarisa, post.

Lawliet -> ::steps back::

Tarisa -> Eep

Kallah Ramson -> ::digging deep into the box::

Wes Roberts -> ::aside to Kallah:: Got the catnip box?

Tarisa -> ::Steps up?::

Wes Roberts -> Ensign, you too are out of uniform this evening.

Kallah Ramson -> ::pulls out painstick::

Chirakis -> ::readies the catnip mouse::

Kallah Ramson -> ::ponders... shakes head, puts it back::

Wes Roberts -> Painstick's for Harada, I think.

Kallah Ramson -> ::pulls out small box, hands it to Mr Roberts::

mimipavilion -> It is, Mr Roberts

Revon -> ::Fidgets::

Wes Roberts -> Ensign Tarisa, having survived so far in the Science Department, you are hereby promoted to the rank of Lieutenant, Junior Grade.

Wes Roberts -> ::pins::

Tarisa -> Yay?

Chirakis -> ::tosses the mouse::

Tarisa -> ::Pounce::

Wes Roberts -> Doctor Pavillion.

mimipavilion -> ::steps up::

Kallah Ramson -> ::pondering what Mimi's dress uniform must look like. Does she even need one for all the pins::

Wes Roberts -> For 300 consecutive sims, probably an STSF record, you are hereby awarded yet *another* gold oak leaf for your Service Award.

mimipavilion -> ::shrugs a bit::

Wes Roberts -> You know, we're probably going to have to find some other precious metal after this.

Dacia Sandero -> Probably is... at least amongst non-GMs

Fletcher Jackson -> Whoa... 300

Kallah Ramson -> ::hands the Mimi award over::

mimipavilion -> I have no life and I could take a break.

Wes Roberts -> ::pin, shake, plaque::

Dacia Sandero -> ::golf claps:: Nice job chief

Scott Coleridge -> She can quit any time she wants, right Mimi?

mimipavilion -> Probably Scott.

Chirakis -> Yes, she's done it hundreds of times.

Wes Roberts -> ::looks at his notes:: Missed one. Dacia, come here. ::finger waggle::

Dacia Sandero -> Oooh. ::Steps forth::

Wes Roberts -> You may need to dig out the pain stick again, Commander.

mimipavilion -> ::looks at Dacia:: Yep assistants get the pain stick.

Wes Roberts -> Especially since she's out of uniform.

Kallah Ramson -> ::nods:: Aye ::pain stick at the ready::

Kallah Ramson -> ::lights the stick up a few times::

Wes Roberts -> For suffering the torment of dealing with both Alexis *and* Annisha, as well as faithfully serving under Doctor Pavillion, you are hereby promoted to the rank of Lieutenant, Senior Grade.

Wes Roberts -> Will will pin on your jump wings after tonight.

Dacia Sandero -> Fun stuff, thanks. :)

Wes Roberts -> ::pin, shake, chuckle::

Wes Roberts -> Now then. Captain Chirakis, may we have a brief brief, if you please

Chirakis -> Coming up...

Chirakis -> =-/\= Aegis Mission Brief 3/6/15=/\=

Chirakis -> 17 January 2388

Chirakis -> TBS was 3 hours.

Chirakis -> The time is 1200, local.

Chirakis -> Aegean, USS Byron and USS Imhara have tailed a transport to our resident Horta's home world.

Chirakis -> Aegean's HALO team is ready to see what is down there.

Chirakis -> Those remaining on Aegis use @.

Chirakis -> ::hands the mic to Roberts::

Wes Roberts -> Any questions?

Wes Roberts -> So far, the team is Marx, Harada, Ramson, Sandero. The remaining two slots- an Engineer and Science officer- will be drawn after they duel to the death...draw short straws

Nijil tr'Korjata -> :: Gets out pencil and paper ::

Wes Roberts -> Volunteers?

Kallah Ramson -> Scott, Nijil, Lawliet, and Tarisa. Pick a number between 1 and 10.

Lawliet -> 3

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Whole number?

Wes Roberts -> Or high/low works

Tarisa -> 8

Nijil tr'Korjata -> 10

will_marx -> ::thwaps Nijil on the back of the head::

Scott Coleridge -> 9

Kallah Ramson -> Scott and Tarisa it is.

Nijil tr'Korjata -> I get to live!

Nijil tr'Korjata -> I mean good luck

Tarisa -> yay....

Wes Roberts -> ::laughs::

Wes Roberts -> Alrighty then...

Wes Roberts -> BEGIN SIM

Wes Roberts -> BEGIN SIM

Wes Roberts -> BEGIN SIM

Wes Roberts -> All hope abandon, ye who sim here

Chirakis -> # ::somewhere between Drakel'a and October::

Lawliet -> ::with Tarisa, helping her get ready for the jump::

mimipavilion -> @::safe and sound in sickbay, checking on the Horta::

Annisha -> @ :: Looking at her friend Alexis ::

Kallah Ramson -> ::equipped and waiting in the cargo/hangar, deck 5::

Fletcher Jackson -> @ ::TAC, CnC:::

Scott Coleridge -> ::visiting the ship lawyer to finalize and update his will::

Revon -> Absolute excellence. ::Double-taps the side of his helmet, sealing his faceplate.:: Let's do this.

Dacia Sandero -> ::getting ready for the HALO Jump as well, nervous as this would be her first jump outside academy training::

Alexis McFarland -> @ ::Looks back at Annisha:: What now?

Tarisa -> ::Is not very comfortable in her suit, as her tail is stuffed down one of the legs. Frowns as it tries to move.::

Chirakis -> Lawyer> ::flips over page 53 of 295 for Scott to sign::

Jylliene -> (Grabbing % for those remaining on Aegean)

Chirakis -> Horta> ::fairly content::

Jylliene -> % ::In A CHAIR!!! on Aegean bridge::

Revon -> ::Checks his bandoleer and utility belt. Emergency seals, phaser clips, first aid; all present and accounted for.::

will_marx -> ::enters the hangar bay, a slight waddle, and a select assortment of sidearms::

Lawliet -> ::to Tarisa:: You alright?

Tarisa -> ::Nods.:: Yes...I wish this was made for a Mithraan.

Scott Coleridge -> ::finally joins people in the hangar::

Wes Roberts -> @::in his office::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> % :: On the bridge because, well.. let me lay it straight. It's not because Jylliene is on the bridge. He needed all the time he could get as close to command as possible (it's because of Jylliene) ::

Kallah Ramson -> ::seeing everyone here:: Gather up.

Fletcher Jackson -> @ ::monitoring OPS and TAC just because Ens Lackey needs to eat lunch sometime::

Annisha -> @ Our cat friend is gone to play with the adults...

Dacia Sandero -> ::finishes with her suit, heads to Ramson::

Alexis McFarland -> @Yes, so she has.

Annisha -> @ Hey, where's that horta egg thing?

Lawliet -> ::chuckles:: I'll speak with the Quartermaster once we get back to Aegis.

Scott Coleridge -> ::gets prepped for this jump thingy::

Alexis McFarland -> @ In sickbay.

will_marx -> ::pays attention, while final gear checks::

Dacia Sandero -> ::Checks her gear as well::

Lawliet -> ::helps secure Tarisa's suit from the back::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> % :: To Jylliene :: Engineering is ready :: He taps and slides controls on his console

mimipavilion -> @::writes down the latest vitals for the guest::

Kallah Ramson -> We jump in teams of three. Me and Scott will have sensor equipment and will lead us down. Marx and Harada have our weaponry. Tarisa and Sandero have the transporter beacons.

Jylliene -> % ::nods to Nijil:: Thank you.

Dacia Sandero -> Okay.

Tarisa -> ::Nods.:: Yes.

Dacia Sandero -> ::Nervous look to Tarisa:

Revon -> ::Overviews the tactical equipment. Anything could go wrong, after all. Best to take a pair of smokes and a decent gun.::

Lawliet -> ::moves around to the front:: Okay, give me a systems check.

Revon -> Copy that.

Kallah Ramson -> We will glide to the cargo ship and secure to it's hull.

will_marx -> ::nods::

Tarisa -> ::Returns the same look.::

Fletcher Jackson -> @ ::swiveling his chair back and forth from Ops to TAC to OPS to TAC to...:::

Kallah Ramson -> Please get on the side away from the planet or you are toast.

Revon -> Heh. Duly noted.

Jylliene -> % Ens Isedh> ::covering ops, waiting for notification that the party is ready to jump::

Wes Roberts -> ((mmm...toast))

Nijil tr'Korjata -> % I hope you don't mind me manning engineering from this station rather than down in the actual engineering section.

will_marx -> ::nods, having done these before...::

Jylliene -> % Not at all.

Kallah Ramson -> Once they are through their entry burn, we jump and make for the surface.

Annisha -> @ We could visit..right?

Kallah Ramson -> We will track the cargo ship to it's destination and aim for a landing stop outside whatever....settlement or such we might find.

Alexis McFarland -> @ I suppose so.

Lawliet -> ::finishes with Tarisa's suit::

Kallah Ramson -> Any questions?

Revon -> ::Raises hand.::

Kallah Ramson -> Yes?

Annisha -> @ Unless you have a better idea in mind. We really have a run of the station when you get right down to it. :: she said, nodding at her friend ::

Revon -> ::Crosses arms:: Let's say the whole thing goes south. Any chance of medevac, or?

Kallah Ramson -> Once we're into the atmosphere Aegean can't beam us up until we place the transporter beacons.

Revon -> ::Nods.:: Right. Copy that.

Alexis McFarland -> @Sounds like a smashing idea... we really do, don't we?

Jylliene -> % ::leans forward, sitting on the edge of the seat:: How long until the ship reaches re-entry?

Dacia Sandero -> ::Nods::

Scott Coleridge -> ::finishes shrugging into his suit::

will_marx -> And until that happens, remember your survival training. If it does go south

Kallah Ramson -> +Bridge+ Please put the ship into position and open the hangar doors.

Jylliene -> % Isedh> Very soon. 2 minutes.

will_marx -> ::seals faceplate::

Lawliet -> ::to Tarisa:: Just remember to breath and I'll be in your ear the whole time.

Kallah Ramson -> ::moves over towards the hangar door::

Jylliene -> % ::nods to pilot:: +Ramson+ Acknowledged.

will_marx -> ::walks over and seals Scott's faceplate, and double checks his seals::

Tarisa -> ::Confused look.:: How will you be in my ear?

Dacia Sandero -> ::gulps::

Jylliene -> % Isedh> In position, doors open.

Lawliet -> ::taps his combadge:: Good luck. ::leaves the hanger::

Kallah Ramson -> ::as the doors open, can see the cargo ship and the planet filling the rest of her view::

Jylliene -> % ::nods to Isedh:: +Ramson+ Good luck.

will_marx -> ::moves next to Ramson:: Trust your HUDs, folks.

Lawliet -> ::walks into a turbolift:: Bridge.

mimipavilion -> ::starts making her way to her office::

Tarisa -> ::Looks to Dacia again, trying to smile, but failing.::

Annisha -> @ :: Exits wherever they are and heads to sickbay ::

Kallah Ramson -> Ready in, three. ::looks to everyone:: Two..::::turns forward:: Go!.

Fletcher Jackson -> @ ::gets an uneasy feeling and checks everything again::

Dacia Sandero -> ::Lowers her helmet and automatically activates her HUD:: I'm sure it'll go, okay? ::weak smile::

Kallah Ramson -> ::quick running start and ....into the void::

Revon -> ::Clenches fists, and makes a running leap into the abyss.:: Here goes nothing!

will_marx -> ::And out into infinity...and beyond::

Lawliet -> ::steps out onto the bridge:: Have they begun the drop?

Scott Coleridge -> ::runs:: I can’t believe I'm...

Scott Coleridge -> ::jumps:: ... doing this!

Jylliene -> % ::nods to Lawliet:: Team is jumping.

Jylliene -> ((::tosses Lawliet a % ::)

Tarisa -> ::Deep breath and she follows suit, jumping out.::

Kallah Ramson -> ::watching the readings, approach speed::

Dacia Sandero -> ::collects herself, then jumps out of the ship::

Kallah Ramson -> ::glances back to see everyone here and on course::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> % :: Watching the situation ::

Lawliet -> %::nods and takes his station:: I'll monitor their vitals and relay their feedback to sickbay.

Jylliene -> % Isedh> Team is away.

will_marx -> ::enjoying the lack of feeling...while keeping an eye on the HUD, and Ramson's track::

Jylliene -> % Close hangar doors.

Fletcher Jackson -> @ ::standing for a stretch, he takes a second to get some coffee::

mimipavilion -> %Bishop>::monitors the team in sickbay::

Jylliene -> % Isedh> ::closing::

Chirakis -> # ::glances toward Cayne, who seems to be sleeping:::

Kallah Ramson -> ::over the team com:: Slow approach to just above the cargo ships speed.

Jylliene -> % As soon as we're sealed up, get back to our orbit.

Kallah Ramson -> ::small bursts from the suits micro thrusters:

will_marx -> ::two clicks in reply, and begins slowing with thrusters::

Jylliene -> % Isedh> Doors closed.

Revon -> +Comm+ Copy that, ma'am. Zeroing in on your transponder, over.

Dacia Sandero -> ::clicks jher response, and maneuvers to the cargo ship::

Jylliene -> % ::nods to pilot, who takes the Aegean back up to the pre-arranged orbit::

Scott Coleridge -> ::sees the cargo ship, which from this perspective feels like it's bearing down on him::

Tarisa -> ::Follows in line, making slight adjustments.::

Fletcher Jackson -> @ ::wanders back to stand at the console, since not much is going on::

Kallah Ramson -> ::closing in...closing in....quick burst and...contact::

Lawliet -> %::keeping a close eye on the teams drop::

Kallah Ramson -> ::mag boots lock on:: ::looks up, tracking other in::

will_marx -> ::assumes a landing crouch, taps his control panel to magnetize, and landed::

Scott Coleridge -> ::slams into the cargo ship rather less gracefully than Ramson::

Scott Coleridge -> Urgh!

Jylliene -> % Everything holding in Engineering? ::to Nijil::

Kallah Ramson -> ::wince::

Nijil tr'Korjata -> % Affirmative my e'l.. Commander.

Scott Coleridge -> ::bounces and scrapes across several metres of hull before his boots lock on—but the rest of his body keeps going forward:: Aaagh

Revon -> ::Fires his ventral thrusters, and not a moment too soon. Mag-boots, active.::

Annisha -> @ :: Enters sickbay with Alexis ::

Tarisa -> ::Touches down with both feet, takes couple of bounces pretty gracefully, and locks in.::

will_marx -> ::winces as well:: You know, Commander, if we're going to do this more often, I think refresher training ought to be done more frequently

Kallah Ramson -> ::noticing a glow around the edge of the cargo ship and it begins to enter the atmosphere::

Jylliene -> ((i.e. If we're going to do this more often, we should do this more often?))

Dacia Sandero -> Slow slow slow... ::begins to decelerate as she approaches the cargo vessel, bounces off the hull before being able to stop and secure herself::

will_marx -> (Yep)

mimipavilion -> @::hears the doors open and sees Annisha and Alexis enter:: Hello there.

Alexis McFarland -> @ ::Follows Annisha inside::

Kallah Ramson -> ::kneels down:: Lock on.

Dacia Sandero -> (Yeah, so much fun this :P )

Scott Coleridge -> ::checks the sensor package to make sure it wasn't damaged by his ineptitude::

Dacia Sandero -> Locked in.. (w) i hope.

Kallah Ramson -> ::attaches safety line to the hull::

Annisha -> @ :: To the sickbay staff :: We have come to visit and possibly play with the Horta rock egg creature...

will_marx -> ::also grabs a convenient maintenance handrail, because you know, lowest bider:: Locked in

Kallah Ramson -> ::Cargo ship shudders and shakes under their feet, plasma flames flickering all around the edges::

mimipavilion -> @::walks over to Annisha:: You can visit the Horta and her egg offspring, but you can't play, little Annisha.

Tarisa -> ::Lowers herself closer to the hull.::

Dacia Sandero -> @ She seems happy though. ::Reading its feelings::

Annisha -> @ Aww.

Kallah Ramson -> ::loses all sights above as they dive into the atmosphere::

Chirakis -> @ Horta> ::attentive to the girls as they enter, though it is not obvious to anyone::

Alexis McFarland -> @ She seems happy though. ::reads its feelings::

will_marx -> You know, I think their primary buffer panel'll probably need maintenance after this landing.

Chirakis -> @ Horta> ::and yes, it is content::

Jylliene -> % Isedh> Ship is re-entering.

will_marx -> ::watching it vibrate and shimmey through the reentry sequence::

Jylliene -> % ::nods::

Alexis McFarland -> @ ~Hello..

Revon -> ::Crouches down, clinging tightly to an exterior ladder.::

mimipavilion -> @I'm sure she is Alexis. ::turns to Annisha:: I don't think you want to get burned by the acid on the bottom of the Horta.

Kallah Ramson -> I think that's where Scott landed.

Annisha -> @ Don't they have gloves or something?

Jylliene -> % ::to Lawliet:: Everyone intact so far?

Kallah Ramson -> ::looking at her sensors::

Chirakis -> ACTION> Entry display as the ship plummets through the atmosphere is spectacular.

Dacia Sandero -> ::Checks their position:, follows the group::

Jylliene -> % ::slight grin, knowing he'd have said if not::

Wes Roberts -> ((Fiery even))

mimipavilion -> @We do. But I'm just thinking of your safety.

Lawliet -> %::brings up vital displays on the mainscreen:: So far everyone checks out. There was some strain on the landing, but nothing serious.

Jylliene -> % ::nods::

Kallah Ramson -> ACTION> Sensor link with the jump team begins to fade as they go deeper into the atmosphere.

Chirakis -> ACTION> Fiery, yes. Multicolored jets as it engages small bits of the nebula and debris.

Dacia Sandero -> Oooooh.

Lawliet -> %::tries calibrating the sensors:: The atmospheric disturbance is making it difficult to keep track of them.

Tarisa -> ::Pretty colors.::

will_marx -> Carrier static on all ship to shore channels, Commander. We're on our own until we get the beacons in place

Chirakis -> ACTION> And it is HOT. Yes, a little hotter than we thought it would be.

Chirakis -> @ Horta> ::straightens up, if that is possible for a rock-like creature::

Kallah Ramson -> We should be coming out of this soon... I hope.

Dacia Sandero -> Hope so.. feeling a little hot under the collar here.

Jylliene -> % Hopefully will clear a bit as they get out of reentry.

Alexis McFarland -> @::Leans closer at the Hortas' enclosure::: ooooh.

Chirakis -> @ Horta> ::wraps Alexis and Annisha in a blanket of security::

will_marx -> Well, don't let any steam out before we land, Doctor

Chirakis -> @ Horta> ::mentally, of course::

mimipavilion -> %Bishop>::still keeping an eye on the team::

Chirakis -> @ Horta> ::it seems to know they are children::

Jylliene -> % But if not... they're a good group. They can handle themselves well.

Annisha -> @ Can you hear her Alexis?

Kallah Ramson -> ACTION> Ship breaks through the clouds and banks. A vast surface of...ROCK can be seen below.

mimipavilion -> @I take it you're interested Alexis.

Kallah Ramson -> Lovely.

Kallah Ramson -> ::checking sensors again::

will_marx -> At least we don't have to test the built in flotation system

Kallah Ramson -> Alright. Me and Scott first. 5 count then follow.

Kallah Ramson -> ::looks to Scott:: Ready.

will_marx -> ::nods:: Security will be last.

Alexis McFarland -> @ I am interested.. I can't hear it as such, but I can feel a certain... warmth from it?

Scott Coleridge -> ::flexes:: Ready. I guess.

Kallah Ramson -> ::sensor check again::

Dacia Sandero -> ::checks sensor::

Kallah Ramson -> They seem to be heading towards a crater ahead. We'll aim for the rim.

Jylliene -> % ::waits, still on edge of seat::

Kallah Ramson -> ::releases safety line:: Here we go.,

Chirakis -> @ Horta> ::then a wave of comfort::

Kallah Ramson -> ::preps::

mimipavilion -> @Interesting. My guess is, that there's a motherly instinct towards you and her offspring

Nijil tr'Korjata -> % Sensors are not as able to cut through some of this as I had hoped.

Kallah Ramson -> ::Jumps::

will_marx -> Doc, start your count

Fletcher Jackson -> @ ::eyes the pastries::

Tarisa -> ::Looks to Dacia.::

Wes Roberts -> Pastries> ::still fresh::

Scott Coleridge -> ::also jumps::

Fletcher Jackson -> @ ::glances right:::

Jylliene -> % ::nods:: Keep trying. We can hope that as soon as they're away from the ship, we might get a cleaner signal.

Dacia Sandero -> Right.. Three, two, one... ::Jumps or does what it is she's supposed to do in cases like these:

Fletcher Jackson -> @ ::then left::

Tarisa -> ::Jumps when Dacia jumps.::

Kallah Ramson -> ::in a headfirst dive, getting some distance::

will_marx -> 4...3...2...1...Go!

Fletcher Jackson -> @ ::everyone seems to be busy:::

Dacia Sandero -> ::initiates thrusters to where she needs to go::

Lawliet -> %::keeps track of the cargo ship::

will_marx -> ::demag and jumps::

Fletcher Jackson -> @ ::casual stretch, then wanders toward the cart::

will_marx -> ::Thrusters? Nope...maneuvering old school::

Dacia Sandero -> ::spots the landing spot, and maneuvers over::

will_marx -> ::tracking Ramson to the LZ...::

Kallah Ramson -> ::notices an odd rippling in the air ahead::

Fletcher Jackson -> @ ::Um... Danish, croissant, eclairs, strudel::

Kallah Ramson -> Uh oh...thermoc.....!! ::cut short::

Wes Roberts -> Tray> ...bear claws, and donuts, and crullers oh my

Annisha -> @ :: Intrigued by the Horta, just watches ::

will_marx -> ::banks::

Kallah Ramson -> ACTION>The team suddenly enter a thermocline/jet stream....blowing them all off course

Wes Roberts -> PAUSE SIM

Wes Roberts -> PAUSE SIM

Wes Roberts -> PAUSE SIM

Wes Roberts -> PAUSE SIM

Chirakis -> Well done. Exciting.

Wes Roberts -> Indeed.

Dacia Sandero -> Interesting!

Wes Roberts -> And with the dramatic pause, we'll probably keep it to an equally dramatic short TBS, unless there's a change sent out via email during the week

Kallah Ramson -> Took a little longer getting down than I was thinking. We should assume the team entered shearing winds and could end up anywhere.

Kallah Ramson -> Feel free to log your own landing strategy.

will_marx -> It’s all Scott's fault.

Scott Coleridge -> Works for me. I will likely not be here for the next two weeks. Look forward to Castaway: Coleridge Edition...

Wes Roberts -> ::tosses Scott a Wilson volleyball::

Chirakis -> I do.

Wes Roberts -> Ok...any questions?

Chirakis -> And do they find solid ground?

Wes Roberts -> If the fates allow

Chirakis -> Ah.

Kallah Ramson -> It's how solid that ground is that worries me.

Nijil tr'Korjata -> Should the Horta have parachuted in? Find out next week on an all new Sky Harbor Aegis!

will_marx -> ::snorts:: Should have opted for the parachute, Commander

Lawliet -> Perhaps you could make a log talking about your solo adventure

Wes Roberts -> If there are no further questions *dismiss* and enjoy your week