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STSF Jami

USS Challenger - August 31, 2018

Cptn Ja'Lale: USS Challenger Mission Brief: The away team has concluded their tour of the Arcadian home world and are now returning back to the Challenger to conduct some surveys of the system and help the Arcadians set up some trade routes with the Federation. TBS was 15 minutes.

Cptn Ja'Lale: BEGIN SIM
Cptn Ja'Lale: BEGIN SIM

John Randall: ::in his office in engineering looking over reports::
Hunter Matheson: ::even with a clean uniform he smells residual evidence of kelp and fish:::
Cptn Ja'Lale: ::on the bridge, reading his PADD::
Hunter Matheson: ::wondering if he will ever get rid of it as he sets up helm for whatever they're going to do:::
Hunter Matheson: ::and hoping it's not under sea somewhere...:::shudders::
Dvokr chim Hok: :: At operations on the bridge ::
John Randall: ::finishes reading and arises from his desk, goes out into engineering and surveys the crew::
Cptn Ja'Lale: There's also a mining planet in this system -- Motherlode. They're not aligned with the Federation though we are one of their major trading partners.
Hunter Matheson: ::checks the mission info, then mutters:: Right. System survey and trade routes. ::finger snap:: got it.
John Randall: ::spots Michaels and walks over to him:: How's it going, Jeff?
Hunter Matheson: ::tucks away the mission parameters and checks once more:: Helm reports ready, Captain.
Cptn Ja'Lale: Ok, take us out - quarter impulse.
Hunter Matheson: One quarter impulse aye. Exiting orbit. :::engines take hold and they move away::
John Randall: Michaels> ::turns to face John:: Hey, Chief. Seems to be business as usual so far.
Dyan Sylvanis: ::Steps onto the bridge, also in a fresh outfit after a relaxing shower. She walks by Kal before taking her seat.::
Hunter Matheson: Do we have coordinates, Captain?
Hunter Matheson: ::sniff::::glance to Syl::
Cptn Ja'Lale: If what I read about Motherlode is true, that's where the Harvey Mudd tried to sell some kind of a love potion to the miners. I say this because Starfleet wants us to check in on them as well, so please set a course to Motherlode.
Hunter Matheson: ::whatever that is, it sure ain't fish:::
John Randall: ::hears a slight increase in the whine of the engines:: I think we just got underway to wherever we're going next. Let's head over to the pool table, hmm?
Hunter Matheson: Motherlode, aye. Checking coordinates. Set in. Course changed to Motherlode.
Hunter Matheson: Still at one quarter impulse.
Cptn Ja'Lale: ::nods:: Very good. It's close by, so we won't need to jump to warp on this one. Just a few planets over.
John Randall: Michaels> Aye, sir. ::laughs as he dodges a mock punch from Randall, and they make their way to the main console::
Hunter Matheson: Aye, sir. Steady as she goes.
Dyan Sylvanis: Love potion? ::Tries not to laugh.::
Hunter Matheson: ::blinkblink:::
Dyan Sylvanis: I have heard about Mudd though. They still have a list of people to watch out for. He is towards the top.
Hunter Matheson: ::hard swallow as he forces himself to focus on helm::
John Randall: ::the two men find stations at the console and they begin checking systems::
Dvokr chim Hok: :: Thinking about the food ::
Cptn Ja'Lale: Yes, love potion. ::reading up on the logs regarding that mission:: Mr. Spock fell in love with Nurse Chapel..
Hunter Matheson: ::general comment:: Good to know.
Cptn Ja'Lale: Yes, he is still one of the Federation's most wanted. But, I don't know if they'll ever find him.
John Randall: ::pulls up the mission statement at his console and sees that the Challenger is on its way to a nearby planet called Motherlode, which makes him raise his eyebrows::
Dyan Sylvanis: If we are lucky, maybe he is dead.
Hunter Matheson: ::blinkturn::: Why would that make us lucky, ma'am?
Dyan Sylvanis: Because I've heard things turn out badly if you end up catching him.
John Randall: Michaels> ::noticing the change in expression on his CO's face:: Something interesting, Chief?
Cptn Ja'Lale: I heard the same as well. Just ask Captain Kirk.
Hunter Matheson: Um... gotcha. Had a team go out for him once. It didn't work. They came back smelling like roses... literally. So.. yeah. Best we stay away.
John Randall: ::turns to him:: Who would name a planet Motherlode?
Hunter Matheson: Approaching coordinates, Captain.
John Randall: Michaels> ::raises his eyebrows and smiles:: You're joking, right?
Hunter Matheson: ::turns to Hok:: Anything on the bandwidth, Sir?
John Randall: ::shakes his head:: Dead serious, Jeff.
Cptn Ja'Lale: Drop speed, please.
Hunter Matheson: Dropping to one quarter impulse, aye.
John Randall: Michaels> ::smile slowly disappears as he realizes John is truly serious:: Wow. Well, I guess with a planetary name like that, this is one time we DON'T need to 'hit the motherlode', eh, sir? ::grins::
Dvokr chim Hok: :: Taps ::
Hunter Matheson: Standard orbit, Captain?
Cptn Ja'Lale: ACTION: Motherlode, if you don't remember/didn't see the episode on TAS is a non-aligned mining planet filled with various species mining various heavy metals and other minerals.
Cptn Ja'Lale: Yes, please.
Hunter Matheson: Standard orbit, aye. ::slowly settles it into orbit:::
John Randall: ::groans loudly and drops his head into his arms:: I'm gonna write you up for that, you sick, twisted dude. ::groans again as everyone at the console is laughing::
Hunter Matheson: Orbit achieved. Going to stationkeeping.
Cptn Ja'Lale: ACTION: Challenger is being hailed by the planet.
Dvokr chim Hok: Incoming hail
Cptn Ja'Lale: On screen..
John Randall: ::lifts his head and mock-glares at Michaels:: Take over, Lieutenant, I'm gonna go get some aspirin.
Dyan Sylvanis: ::Checking her screen.::
Hunter Matheson: ::flip, flip, flips the console into stationkeeping and begins standard procedure:::
Cptn Ja'Lale: ACTION: A gruff looking middle aged man appears on screen.. Man> Can I help you? What do you want, are you here to collect your iron ore shipment?
John Randall: Michaels> Aye, sir. ::Randall groans again as he gets up, shakes his head and heads for his office::
Hunter Matheson: ::relaxes back in the chair, hands on his thighs, checking out the dude on the screen:::
Dvokr chim Hok: :: Looks at the captain ::
Cptn Ja'Lale: Err, no. We're here to check in and see how you're doing. Man>. ::looking a bit annoyed:: Well, we're doing fine. If that's all you wanted, then good day. I'm a busy man and don't have time to talk.
Cptn Ja'Lale: ::the comm goes blank::
Hunter Matheson: ::leaning toward Syl:: (w) We're squawking SF. You'd think they know that.
Hunter Matheson: Huh. Nice guy.
Dvokr chim Hok: They called us.
Hunter Matheson: ::nods affirm to Hok:::
Cptn Ja'Lale: Hmm. Well, at least they don't oppose our presence here.. they probably wondered what we were doing here.
Hunter Matheson: Think they've been here too long, Captain?
Dyan Sylvanis: Think they would get mad if we looked around?
Cptn Ja'Lale: ::nods:: Yes, I do. But from what I've heard from them, they don't recognize Federation law. I seem to recall they weren't to friendly with the Enterprise crew when they visited the planet. Makes me wonder if they don't get off the planet at all or perhaps visit Arcadia for some R&R. The Arcadians didn't mention anything about that and I didn't think to ask.
Cptn Ja'Lale: Maybe not, as long as we don't interfere with their mining operations.
Hunter Matheson: ::nods::: Um... after a while you get kinda weird.
Hunter Matheson: Maybe we should have brought an Arcadian with us, sir.
Cptn Ja'Lale: I don't even know if they have relations with the Arcadians.
Cptn Ja'Lale: Though it would explain where they got all the metal for their buildings from.
Dvokr chim Hok: :: Listening ::
Cptn Ja'Lale: Alright, so who's up for an exploration mission on Motherlode? We'll look around and check out their mining then send our reports back to HQ.
Dyan Sylvanis: Sounds like fun.
Cptn Ja'Lale: PAUSE SIM
Cptn Ja'Lale: Lost track of time here, next week we'll get ready to beam down to the surface of Motherlode.
Cptn Ja'Lale: TBS will be an hour. Any questions?
Cptn Ja'Lale: OK, sim dismissed.. Have a great long weekend. See you next week

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