USS Excalibur Sim Log - 09.10.17

[Cdr Miranda Hawthorne 0]

MISSION BRIEF: The Excalibur is arriving in orbit of Alpha Veras II, where they have been sent to assist the USS Tennessee Valley and the USS Mary Seacole in relief efforts following a catastrophic systems failure in the planetary power grid.

 

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

 

Hunter Matheson: ::helm::

William Chocox: ::engineering::

Tandaris Admiran: ::enters engineering, looks around::

Hunter Matheson: Coming into orbit, Captain. ::tap:: Geosync?

William Chocox: Hello Commander.

Rhan K'hal: :: on the bridge at mission ops, ready for the craziness of cargo transfers ::

Hunter Matheson: ::will be surprised if they have coms::

Cptn Swain: Put us into standard orbit. Coordinate with the Tennessee and the Seacole. ::sipping at tea::

Hunter Matheson: Standard orbit, aye. Contacting Tennessee and Seacole for coordination.

Cptn Swain: ::He was less than thrilled about a resupply mission, hoping instead for something a little more, well, science-y. Though he was sure after their last science mission, most of the crew was perfectly happy with a mundane task like dropping off some power generators and water tanks.::

Tandaris Admiran: ::Chocox:: Do you have your shopping list ready?

Maryse Dubois: ::Walking around sickbay, checking a couple things.::

Hakran K'hal: :: enters sickbay ::

William Chocox: I sent it off when were on shore leave.

Rhan K'hal: :: gets in on the conference call with the other two ships ::

William Chocox: Or is this a separate shopping list?

Hunter Matheson: ::as he continues to work:: They request an orbit between them, sir. Verification?

Cptn Swain: ::Waves a hand idly::

Tandaris Admiran: ::gives Chocox a look:: So eager to build explosives, yet so much still left to learn.

Tandaris Admiran: Mr. Chocox, Alpha Veras II is not in Federation space.

Maryse Dubois: ::Hears the door swoosh open. She turns to see one of the K'hal brothers.:: Hakran. Need something?

William Chocox: Oh...? Ooooh.

Hunter Matheson: Establishing orbit, synchronous with Tennessee and Seacole, Tennessee takes the lead, sir.

Hunter Matheson: Standard spacing.

Tandaris Admiran: Exactly.

Hakran K'hal: :: nods :: I think I need an eye fix, getting some headaches and doubled vision. :: sighs :: I never would've imagined being a department head would require this much reading of entirely mundane material.

Cptn Swain: (( and not just normal explosives. i suggest going to mem alpha for "biomemetic gel" lol ))

Rhan K'hal: :: having a quick-fire conversation with the operations managers on the Tenn. and Mary S. ::

Tandaris Admiran: You don’t think I’ve helped get us out of so many tight scrapes using entirely legitimate materiel, do you?

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Miranda sat in her usual seat, data padd in hand as she reviewed the supplies they had on hand, their regular inventory had been distributed. They had plenty of emergency supplies to get rid of, however.::

Tandaris Admiran: ::practically rubbing his hands together:: Black market havens like these are a valuable resource.

William Chocox: I would be even more impressed if you were able to do what you do solely with legal equipment.

Indaura Ryssan: :: Medical, where else? ::

Cptn Swain: ::Sipping tea and looking over his latest entry in his official log, wondering if he was being too obvious about preferring Excalibur not be sent on milk runs::

Hunter Matheson: Orbit established.

Rhan K'hal: :: begins downloading the detailed sitrep, along with charts, diagrams and maps ::

Hunter Matheson: Stationkeeping.

Indaura Ryssan: :: Doing paperwork, or screen work ::

Maryse Dubois: ::Smiles, patting a seat next to a device sitting on a small table.:: Have a seat. I'll be right back.

Hakran K'hal: :: nods again, and sits ::

Rhan K'hal: :: looks over the manifest sent over from the Tenn. about what needs to go where and when - forwards the initial prep orders to the cargo bays and shuttlebay ::

Maryse Dubois: ::Walks off to a side room. She grabs a couple more instruments and returns to Hakran, sitting opposite him.:: Lean forward and place your chin on the pad. ::Indicating to the device on the table.::

William Chocox: I'll make sure I have my list ready.

Rhan K'hal: :: takes a second to do a full feliniod stretch :: This is almost like being on shore leave, having someone else doing all the hard work for a change.

Cptn Swain: ::Smirks over his PADD at Rhan:: I assumed you'd enjoy that part.

Hakran K'hal: :: leans in, takes an extra moment to get his chin comfortable thanks to his slightly pointed chin beard ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> Incoming message from the Mary Seacole requesting Excalibur medical to take some of their less critical overflow patients.

Rhan K'hal: :: leans forward at the comm :: The Mary Seacole wants to transfer some patients.

Tandaris Admiran: Good. Once the recovery efforts are well underway, we should have some time to acquire some goods.

Maryse Dubois: ::Activates the device, which takes imaging scans of both eyes. She leans in, looking at the images.:: Have you been drinking a lot of caffeine?

Indaura Ryssan: :: Acknowledges the request and gives the go ahead ::

William Chocox: And how do we get them back here?

Hakran K'hal: No, Rhan is the champion at sucking down coffee. I usually stick to water.

Indaura Ryssan: Incoming patients everyone :: to the others ::

Cptn Swain: ACTION> Tennessee Valley signals to Excalibur they need some of the heavy equipment transferred via shuttle due to their transporters being overwhelmed.

Tandaris Admiran: ::Chocox:: There are always ways.

Maryse Dubois: ::Nods with a slight smile.:: He does love his coffee. Have you been having trouble sleeping? ::Takes a small handheld device, holding it over one eye for a few seconds and then repeats for the other.::

William Chocox: I'll leave it in your capable hands.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Nods to Rhan.:: Contact the Mary Seacole know that we are available for incoming patients. Coordinate with medical to set up a secondary triage area.

Hunter Matheson: ::conferring with Tork:::

Rhan K'hal: Aye, Commander. :: acks the Mary S. ::

Rhan K'hal: +Indaura+ I'm patching you through directly with the Mary Seacole so you can organize the transfers.

Indaura Ryssan: :: Starts to arrange for more patients ::

Rhan K'hal: +Engineering+ K'hal to Engineering. The Tennessee needs some of the big boys transferred via shuttle. I'll get the mules started, but thought you'd want a heads up in case you want to oversee.

William Chocox: +Rhan+ Thank K'hal.

Hakran K'hal: Only if I've been reading too late, then I have to wait for the standard analgesic to kick in.

Rhan K'hal: :: contacts said mules and fills them in ::

Rhan K'hal: :: finishes the full download from the Tenn. :: Captain, Commander - transferring the latest sitrep and info to you. :: does so with a flourish ::

Maryse Dubois: Well it looks like you had some irritation. Maybe you were exposed to something on station that gave you a reaction. Hold still and try not to blink. ::Uses a small device similar to a hypo and sprays a fine mist into both eyes.:: Give that a couple minutes and things should start to clear up.

Cptn Swain: ::Glances over to Miranda:: I am going to head down to astrometrics and look over some things. Maybe get a sandwich.

Cptn Swain: ::Makes a motion to the viewscreen:: All yours.

Hakran K'hal: :: slight smile :: Not blinking is my species specialty. Thank you, Doctor.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She glanced up from her padd and nodded.:: Of course, Captain. I'll inform you of any important developments.

Rhan K'hal: :: transfers his interface to his oversized padd and starts prowling the bridge while he continues to track things; smiles at how deftly Swain just handed over the drudgery to Hawthorne ::

Indaura Ryssan: :: Preparing ::

Indaura Ryssan: +Bridge+ Let sickbay know when we will be receiving new guests.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Mary Seacole CMO> +Indaura+ We've got thirty patients that need tending. Most have minor plasma burns from a string of overloaded power conduits. Do you need time to set up triage or can we transfer them now?

Maryse Dubois: ::Grins.:: All done then. Let me know if you start to have trouble again.

Cptn Swain: ::Nods as he disappears into the lift and heads to astrometrics::

Hakran K'hal: Thank you, Doctor. I'll get out from under your feet, it sounds like you'll be busy shortly.

Hunter Matheson: ::finalizing a few reports, especially flight log:::

Maryse Dubois: ::Nods.:: Indeed.

Hunter Matheson: ::looks up at "overloaded power conduits":::

Tandaris Admiran: ::Chocox:: Once the Tennessee Valley has the rest of our equipment aboard, I want you coordinating the repair teams we're lending to the effort.

William Chocox: Aye sir.

Rhan K'hal: :: figures the direct comm transfer to sickbay answers Indaura's question nicely, so continues to read through the info himself while nothing else is beeping at him ::

Indaura Ryssan: +Bridge+ You can start sending them now.

Cptn Swain: D'Aubugine> +Hunter+ Flight deck to Matheson.

Hunter Matheson: +COM+ Matheson here. Go ahead.

Cptn Swain: D'A> +Hunter+ We're a little short handed on the flight crew on people certified for these cargo shuttles, we were still waiting for some new hands when we shipped out. Care to come down and give us a hand?

Hunter Matheson: ::his head ticks toward aux helm, Tork, and Tork nods:::

Rhan K'hal: :: gives the Mary S. the transporter coordinates and delay spread for a 30 patient transfer ::

Hunter Matheson: +D'A+ On my way.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> Mary Seacole transports the first batch of patients directly to sickbay.

Hunter Matheson: ::passes helm to Tork, nods to Hawthorne, then exits, taking the lift to shuttle bay:::

Indaura Ryssan: :: Sees them appear :: Come this way, each take a biobed please.

Hakran K'hal: :: heads to astrometrics after getting word that the Captain has invaded ::

William Chocox: ((Brb, gotta power cycle the internet.))

Hunter Matheson: ::stepping out of the lift, he meets the bay chief, reviews a few things, grabs his gear, and heads toward the Alkaid:::

Rhan K'hal: :: Miranda :: The Tennessee has good people, but they're seriously spread thin on personnel already. I have a feeling Ensign Winter's goldfish may be in charge of engineering up here by the time we pitch ours in.

Hakran K'hal: :: enters astrometrics ::

William Chocox: ((And I think I'm back.))

Hunter Matheson: ;;protective gear in place, he takes the manifest from the cargo chief, reviews it, and checks status to be sure they are securely attached to the rods::

Tandaris Admiran: ((Welcome back))

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Watches Matheson go and makes a mental note to have a word with D'Aubugine about appropriating her bridge crew without consulting with her first. Glancing to Rhan, she quirked a brow.:: Probably. But that's why we have auxiliary staff. The ship can run with a skeleton crew for a bit, if needed.

William Chocox: ((I'd very much like to stop misclicking. :P ))

Maryse Dubois: ::Goes to assist with the new arrivals.::

Rhan K'hal: :: nods :: Of course. Just thinking about making a little gold uniform for a goldfish makes me smile.

Cptn Swain: ::Having decamped to astrometrics with a fresh cup of tea, looking over some new data::

Hunter Matheson: ::signs off on the manifest and it's transferred to his PADD, then he signs in with his second and begins preflight powerup:::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She snorted, thinking about Rhan getting hungry while on duty and snacking on the little goldfish in the tiny gold uniform.::

Hunter Matheson: +FOPS+ Shuttle Alkaid ready to depart. ::secures the hatch:::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Just keep yourself healthy, Mister K'hal. You may have an unlimited supply of brothers, but none of them could do what you do so well.

Rhan K'hal: On a more serious note, reading between the lines, it looks like the Tennessee people haven't much of a clue as to what happened yet. They're more interested in fixing than diagnosing, admittedly.

Rhan K'hal: Well, brothers not so unlimited, but cousins... yeah I lost count of those a long time ago.

Hakran K'hal: :: walks up to Swain :: Anything we can do for you, Captain? Or are you involved in a very time-consuming enterprise that will keep you here indefinitely?

Hunter Matheson: FOPS> Cleared for departure, corridor zero two five.

Rhan K'hal: (( oops, sorry Hunter, missed that one ))

Cptn Swain: ::Smirks:: Just looking over some old research I haven't had much time to work on. Don't mind me.

Hunter Matheson: +FOPS+ Copy, Flight Ops, Corridor zero two five. Departing now.

Hunter Matheson: ::slow liftoff, slight pivot as he checks shuttle load balance, then departs:::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Patients> ::As previously said, they were mostly burn victims, though a few had minor bone fractures and concussions.::

Hunter Matheson: @ ::headed to Alpha Verus II:::

Cptn Swain: (( Two Minute Warning ))

Hakran K'hal: :: slight smile :: Understood, sir. :: glances at the semi-permanent astrometrics officer, jerks head to the door ::

Hakran K'hal: :: after evacuating astrometrics with the other officer, gestures down the hallway :: Now's as good a time as any for you to get some cross-department training in. Talk to Commander Augustin.

Indaura Ryssan: :: Helping victims of burns and such ::

Hakran K'hal: :: heads back to his own office to do some more reading, this time on the mission - hopefully headache free thanks to the doc ::

Hunter Matheson: @ ::as they descend, he chats with the loadmaster for the best area to set down, given the status of their grid and the possibilities of damage on planet:::

 

Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM

Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM

Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM