USS Excalibur Sim Log - 07.02.17

[Cdr Miranda Hawthorne 0]

MISSION BRIEF: Death and destruction? Maybe! On their way to link up with Commander Augustin's search party, the AT has become trapped in the ancient transportation system deep below the surface, and directly above the unusual obelisk.

 

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

 

Hunter Matheson: ::poking into the emergency supplies::

Tandaris Admiran: We should get out of here

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She joined the engineers.:: Can we open the doors manually?

Indaura Ryssan: :: Still looking for a way out ::

Tandaris Admiran: Yes, that's not a problem

Hunter Matheson: ::accumulating supplies, looking for tools, digging into panels but there isn't much:::

Hakran K'hal: Rhan> :: after setting his modded padd in a convenient location, uplinks his tricorder to it and begins scanning outside of the car, creating a small holographic projection of their situation to help the engineers see what's what ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Matheson, did we bring any of the safety gear with us? We're going to need masks with all the dust out there. Visibility is low.

Hunter Matheson: ::turns:: No, ma'am. But there's some in these compartments. ::flicks the light::

Hakran K'hal: :: sees what his brother is up to, adds the map info they'd collected into the holographic projection and color-codes areas of risk ::

Hunter Matheson: ::hands her an unopened kit::: I'm guessing there's something in here.

Hunter Matheson: ::opens one:: A few tools, masks, and... looks like some kind of rebreather.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Medical supplies. ::Opening one and removes the mask:: Not exactly rated for fine particulates, but something is better than nothing.

Tandaris Admiran: ::grabs a mask as well::

Tandaris Admiran: We aren't too far from the surface, fortunately

Hunter Matheson: ::Cdr:: If nothing else, a strip of uniform will serve as a mask, ma'am.

Hakran K'hal: Rhan> There we go... damned dense rock, not getting through as far as I'd like. I hate standard trics. :: tilts head, looking at the holo :: Well, at least we can have an idea of what rocks not to touch.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Alright, everyone grab what they can and let's go. K'hal... K'hals... can you find us a way through or over the rubble with that map of yours?

Hakran K'hal: :: both simultaneously :: Yes.

Hunter Matheson: ::moves forward, having exhausted the contents of the lockers::

Indaura Ryssan: :: With the group ::

Hunter Matheson: ::or moves toward the group, whatever:::

Hakran K'hal: Rhan> :: hands Hakran the tricorder and takes the padd himself :: We'll need to move some rock, then be careful in others spots, but I think we can manage it. We've all got hard heads, anyway.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Alright, which way? ::Points to one of the many entrances. There's even an emergency exit on the roof.::

Hakran K'hal: Rhan> This one. :: leads over to the back right door that has a good size boulder blocking the top 1/3 :: Duck under, crawl to the right 3 meters.

Hunter Matheson: :::takes the rear guard, loaded with whatever he found:::

Tandaris Admiran: ::following::

Hakran K'hal: Rhan> Whoever is the best at very careful manual labor will need to clear some loose rock, straight ahead, about half a meter's worth from the top after coming out from the big boulder.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Don't both of you have natural tools for digging? ::Looking between the cats with amusement.::

Hakran K'hal: :: sighs, hands the tricorder over to Tandy and takes the lead ::

Hakran K'hal: Rhan> I am your tour guide. Since I've done so well with that today already.

Hunter Matheson: ::from behind:: I'm pretty good at that, ma'am. ::cdr::

Hunter Matheson: Haven't been lost in an avalanche yet. And if I go, you're not losing much.

Indaura Ryssan: :: With the group ::

Tandaris Admiran: ::following, using the tricorder to scan for more instabilities::

Hakran K'hal: :: crawls underneath the boulder going through the door, then shuffles on his paws and knees until he gets out from under it :: Okay, loose rocks. :: carefully begins removing them off the top layers and piling them up in under an overhang that none of them could get into anyway ::

Hunter Matheson: ::Hands off the gear and begins *carefully* moving boulders:::

Hakran K'hal: Rhan> :: sneezes, tries to tie the primate-style mask over his feline muzzle in some way that won't just fall off ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Slips on her mask and follows the Khal in the lead, squeezing through the worst areas and cursing that extra slice of cake she'd had that had gone straight to her hips.::

Hunter Matheson: ::gloves on, mask on, dig...dig...dig::::

Hunter Matheson: (good one, commander)

Hakran K'hal: Rhan> Okay, good enough. Now climb up onto the pile and feel around until you get to the tunnel wall.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> Hunter's excessive digging causes a mini rock-slide that showers them all with bouncing pebbles, small rocks, and dust.

Hunter Matheson: Hey... semi-fresh breeze coming from up here. ::points::

Tandaris Admiran: ::looks in the direction Matheson indicates::

Hakran K'hal: Rhan> Careful! :: sneezes the mask right off :: Dammit.

Hakran K'hal: :: looks back at Hunter :: Think careful archaeology excavation, not prairie dog needing a new home.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Stops, covers her head, and waits for the slide to end. Then continues on, searching for the wall that Rhan had indicated.::

Cptn Swain: ACTION> The team eventually claws their way to the tunnel wall, but instead find an unexpected opening that was not on the maps and appears to be relatively new. Beyond there appears to be artificial lights.

Hunter Matheson: ::K'hal:: Yes, sir. ::working carefully toward the fresher air:::

Indaura Ryssan: :: Covered in dust ::

Indaura Ryssan: :: spits ::

Hakran K'hal: :: blink blinkety-blink-blinken :: That wasn't on the map. Or the scan.

Hunter Matheson: ::stops, looks:::: huh..

Hakran K'hal: :: crawls down from the rubble onto the slightly pebble-covered floor in this new notch ::

Hunter Matheson: (are the lights on?)

Tandaris Admiran: Tricorder shows this tunnel continues for about 100 m.

Cptn Swain: (( How else would you, notice them ))

Tandaris Admiran: There's lights at the end. Can't discern anything else

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Stumbles over a rock and takes the last few staggering steps into the newly discovered tunnel.:: Uhh... this also looks different in design to the other tunnels and structure beneath the ruins.

Hunter Matheson: (flashlights that we have?)

Hakran K'hal: Rhan> What is with this planet, it's like it's populated by moles.

Hunter Matheson: ::checking the stability of the rest of the rock pile:::

Hakran K'hal: Rhan> :: turns to check that everyone gets through to the 'safety' of the new tunnel ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Turning her flashlight off, she started forward to the lighting ahead, keeping one hand on the wall of the tunnel.:: This place looks structurally sound, as well. Newer engineering.

Hakran K'hal: :: since he gave his tricorder away, uses his natural senses as he walks with Miranda at the fore ::

Indaura Ryssan: :: Crawling or however she is making it with the others ::

Cptn Swain: ACTION> The new tunnel brings them to a working laboratory where there appears to be a number of consoles and equipment. Some of it very clearly belongs to the species that once inhabited this planet, while others appear to be very modern in design and technology.

Tandaris Admiran: ::follows the tunnel::

Hakran K'hal: Rhan> :: gives a hand to Indaura and cardboard Maryse to get them over the last hump of rubble ::

Indaura Ryssan: Thank you... :: takes the hand ::

Hakran K'hal: Rhan> :: sneezes again after cardboard Will stirs up dust coming in at the end ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: What in the... ::Pauses inside of the doorway, staring at the lab.::

Hakran K'hal: Bit of a hodge-podge, isn't it?

Cptn Swain: (( Gimme a number erryone between 1-20 ))

Hakran K'hal: :: looks around at the assorted tech ::

Indaura Ryssan: (3)

Hakran K'hal: (( 4 ))

Hakran K'hal: Rhan> (( 5 ))

Hunter Matheson: 7

Hunter Matheson: ::exits last:::

Tandaris Admiran: ((8))

Cptn Swain: (( OH thank god. That was going to be an awkward action if all of you failed the perception roll. ))

Cptn Swain: ACTION> Tandaris notices the script and UI on the newer consoles looks like whatever the Romulan version windows is.

Tandaris Admiran: Uh-oh

Tandaris Admiran: These consoles look like they're Romulan in origin

Cptn Swain: (( SEE IT'S NOT ALWAYS EVIL WHEN I ASK FOR A DICE ROLL ))

Hakran K'hal: Rhan> :: too busy tucking away his precious padd to have gotten far enough to look ::

Hakran K'hal: (( I've got to check out on time here tonight, mum's having issues with her oxygen ))

Cptn Swain: << TWO MINUTE WARNING >>

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Romulan? ::blinks.:: I suppose we know why our team went missing...

Cptn Swain: ...and...

 

Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM

Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM

Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM