USS Excalibur Sim Log - 10.21.18

[Cdr Miranda Hawthorne 0]

MISSION BRIEF: The Excalibur is approach the border of the Kaedwan Confederation, where they are en route to deliver supplies. A Tamaran cruiser has been showing them on approach, and they expect to likely be greeted by the Kaedwan border patrol.

 

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

 

Hunter Matheson: ::at helm:::

Cptn Swain: Status report?

Rhan K'hal: :: in the primary cargo bay, doing a spot inspection ::

Hunter Matheson: Steady as she goes, Captain.

Maryse Dubois: ::In sickbay.::

Irene Mincine: :: Still down in the holodeck, just having finished up the Kaedwan program. ::

Cptn Swain: I assume the Tamaran's are still keeping a watchful eye? How long until we enter Kaedwan space.

Hakran K'hal: :: steps into Irene's holodeck ::

Cptn Swain: Issaha> ::turns seeing Hakran::

Hunter Matheson: ETA is 7 minutes 48 seconds, sir.

Irene Mincine: :: Spots Hakran coming in... she stands up from the stool. :: "Just in time, sir. The program's ready for everyone."

Hakran K'hal: Excellent, we'll be entering Confederation space very soon.

Cptn Swain: Good.

Tandaris Admiran: ::working in engineering::

Cptn Swain: I was doing a little more reading about the planet we're headed to, Miranda.

Indaura Ryssan: Dr. Dubois. Do you think we need to request a more detailed medical workup of the Kaedwans?

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Glances up from her data padd, one eyebrow lifted.:: And?

William Chocox: ::walks into Engineering:: Hello Commander.

Tandaris Admiran: Ah, Chocox.

William Chocox: Yes?

Cptn Swain: It's interesting. It's M-class, but barely. Cool, foggy, sandy -- right? Well that's because there's virtually nothing we'd recognize as vegetation.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> Long range sensors show two blips ahead -- vessels waiting on them at the Kaedwan border.

Irene Mincine: "OK, perfect. Did you want to review what we came up with?" :: Irene looks to Hakran, then Issaha. ::

Cptn Swain: Apparently all of the water on the entire planet is actually heavy water.

Hunter Matheson: ::checking a few things as he monitors their progress:::

Tandaris Admiran: That was all, at least for now. ::pondering the MSD:: For once we have no fires to put out and … ::looks down at a PADD:: we're actually *ahead* of our maintenance schedule?

Hakran K'hal: :: glances between Irene and Issaha :: Go take a well-earned break while I spool the program up and grade your group project.

Tandaris Admiran: ::gives Chocox a suspicious glance:: You wouldn’t know anything about that, would you?

Maryse Dubois: Hmm...We have everything we can get from Starfleet at the moment. But if a chance arises, I will see if we can't get information from the Kaedwan medical facilities.

William Chocox: Do I look like someone that would get ahead on maintenance?

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Does it mention how or where they get their drinking water? Purification systems?

Tandaris Admiran: Yes, you do.

Hunter Matheson: ::general announcement:: Approaching Kaedwan border.

Rhan K'hal: :: satisfied that all is in order with the supplies, exits the cargo bay and wanders toward a lift ::

Cptn Swain: ::Nods:: Yes. They have a large greenhouse facility with a closed water system.

William Chocox: Ah, well then. Is that so wrong?

Cptn Swain: We'll have to wear breathers outside when we're on the surface. EVA isn't needed, but it might be wise to have medical prep everyone on safety procedures.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Interesting. Is this a colonized planet?

Hunter Matheson: And... we are now in Kaedwan space.

Tandaris Admiran: Absolutely not. But for a moment I thought we had a reverse saboteur on board.

Irene Mincine: :: Irene shrugs with one shoulder. :: "All right." :: She steps toward the holodeck's exit door, looking back to Issaha. :: "You coming?"

Indaura Ryssan: I'd rather not encounter a bad situation and be unprepared.

William Chocox: Wouldn't a reverse saboteur be good?

Tandaris Admiran: *You* would think that.

Cptn Swain: It's a small facility, a few hundred people. I am guessing they'd like to turn this into a deuterium processing facility. Imagine... and entire planet of naturally occurring deuterium.

Hakran K'hal: Computer, start program from beginning.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> As soon as Excalibur moves into Kaedwan space, they are hailed by two Kaedwan vessels on an intercept approach.

William Chocox: I'm trying to figure out how to take that.

Rhan K'hal: :: rides the lift up to the bridge just in time to see the main view zoom in on their escort :: Scrappy looking bunch, aren't they?

Tandaris Admiran: ::smiles:: Just keeping you on your toes.

William Chocox: Alrighty then.

Tandaris Admiran: Having solved this mystery, I can get back to this other one now … ::picks up the book he was reading, which is obviously a romance novel, not a mystery:: At some point I expect we'll be drafted to help deliver those supplies.

Cptn Swain: Open a channel.

Maryse Dubois: ::nods:: Understandable

William Chocox: That's not a mystery novel.

Rhan K'hal: :: lightly heads over to primary tactical :: 1 citadel, 1 of the older Norman frigates. :: flips the switch :: Channel open.

Irene Mincine: :: The computer beeps and boops as Irene leaves the room. :: Computer> "Starting last active program: Mincine-1." :: The holodeck dissolves into pink mood lighting with a large heart-shaped bed in the center of a room that fades to black in the distance. Prell blinks into existence, wearing the smallest possible swimsuit. :: Holo-Prell> "Irene! I've been waiting for you!"

Cptn Swain: +Kaedwan+ This is Captain Asher Swain of the USS Excalibur, requesting permission to continue on to [Planet Name Here]

William Chocox: ::shrugs and gets to work on his pet project::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> As they were briefed on Kaedwan biology, the appearance of the female captain wasn't too shocking. She looked like a fair-skinned humanoid, save for the horn-like protrusions on her head.

Cptn Swain: Issaha> ::Blinks::

Maryse Dubois: ((Trying not to snicker, cause I'm picturing Javin Prell in a bikini.))

Tandaris Admiran: ::Chocox:: Vanessa just discovered that Count Mandrake spent his "working vacation" with his former fiancee, the Lady Clementine Aubergine. Will they be able to overcome this hurdle and consummate their love? Or will Vanessa murder Count Mandrake in cold blood?

Hakran K'hal: :: crosses arms, swivels toward the arch with the gravity of say a 5 Jovian mass planet ::

Cptn Swain: Issaha> ::Tugs collar::

Tandaris Admiran: ::licks his finger, turns the page:: I, for one, hope it's murder.

Hakran K'hal: Well?

William Chocox: Well, given the genre I'm going to assume it's going to be overcoming.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Kaedwan Captain> Welcome to Kaedwan space, USS Excalibur of the Federation. We have been expecting you. Please follow the coordinates provided and do not deviate. We will be escorting you to the homeworld.

Cptn Swain: ::Subconsciously runs a hand through his hair, which he still had long hair::

Hunter Matheson: ::checks for the coordinates:::

Rhan K'hal: :: forwards the incoming coordinates to helm ::

Hunter Matheson: Coordinates received.

Irene Mincine: :: Holo-Prell locks eyes on Issaha. :: Holo-Prell> "Come to bed." :: Irene, meanwhile, heard what was happening as the door closed... and scrambled back inside, her eyes going wide. :: "Computer! End program! Aaaaaah" :: Holo-Prell and the room blinked out of existence, the room turning back to the metal holodeck grid. ::

Cptn Swain: ::Shifts in his seat:: Captain, I was under the impression we would be delivering supplies to {Planet Name] (I really should look these things up)

Hunter Matheson: :::checks them out, then punches them in:: On course now.

Cptn Swain: Issaha> ::sort of blank stare:::

Hakran K'hal: :: arms crossed, foot-paw tapping as his ears lie back half-flat ::

William Chocox: ((Aren't you making these planet names up?))

Cptn Swain: (( I do, but I made one up for this plot and now I don't remember it ))

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: (( Ard Jael ))

Maryse Dubois: ((lol))

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: (( While the Kaedwan homeworld of Ard Jael serves as a defacto capitol, the actual capitol is a large, space-born facility located near the center of the confederation. ))

Irene Mincine: :: Irene has long turned bright red, wanting to melt into the floor. :: "That's... that's, uh... not the right program, computer..." :: She gives Hakran an extremely embarrassed grin, then calls up the *correct* program on a panel. :: "You can start it at any time, sir..."

Hakran K'hal: And what shall I be treated to in this one? A silent but enthusiastic Betazoid orgy?

Cptn Swain: Issaha> ::flushes a bit green::

Cptn Swain: Issaha> ::Has not said a solitary word::

Irene Mincine: "Not unless that's what the Kaedwan are into, sir..." :: Irene glances at Issaha. :: "He entered the data for the simulation, after all. I'm... terribly sorry, sir, I don't know how that program got loaded into the buffer..."

Cptn Swain: Issaha> What

Cptn Swain: Issaha> I don't even know what ... *that* was

Irene Mincine: "For the Kaedwan simulation, not... uh... the last program..."

Hunter Matheson: ::keeping a steady advance, Tork watching:::

William Chocox: But who knows, maybe the author will surprise us both.

Cptn Swain: Issaha> ::Opens his PADD, looks at the data:: It looks like that was your program and you called it up, instead of "Kaedwan_INformational_Session_Draft."

Cptn Swain: Issaha> ::Gives her a sharp look.::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> The Kaedwan escort takes them to Ard Jael, a lush planet with vast cities. They are given coordinates for orbit and requested to wait for their diplomatic escort. After a few moments, they are hailed again -- this time from the surface.

Tandaris Admiran: ::rips a page out, crumples it up, tosses it aside:: Always a possibility.

Irene Mincine: "Of course it's *my* program, but... never mind. I..." :: She looks at Hakran, very apologetically. ::

Cptn Swain: ::Considering another cup of tea as they enter orbit of Ard Jael""

William Chocox: Why'd you pull a page out?

Hunter Matheson: Entering orbit.

Hakran K'hal: All right, enough throwing each other under the public transit. Now shoo and hope I don't see that particular program ever again.

Hunter Matheson: Coordinates require standard orbit. Taking standard orbit.

Hakran K'hal: Computer, start the damned Kaedwan info program from the beginning.

Irene Mincine: :: Irene nods and nods and nods. :: "Yes, sir." :: Irene quickly leaves the room. This time, the Kaedwan program starts properly. ::

Cptn Swain: ::Takes a deep breath as he sees they're being paged from the surface:: Put them through.

Tandaris Admiran: ::Chocox:: I didn't like that page.

Indaura Ryssan: I don't know what to bring with me.

Rhan K'hal: On screen. :: flips it on ::

Hunter Matheson: ::slips the bird into orbit, and she moves like the beautiful woman she is as he goes to orbital mode before stationkeeping::: Orbit established. Going to stationkeeping.

Cptn Swain: Issaha> ::excuses himself as well, letting K'hal run the program by himself:

William Chocox: But...isn't it necessary for the book?

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: +Excalibur+ Zeg Jovad> Greetings, Excalibur. I am Director Zeg Jovad of the Kaedwan Confederation.

Irene Mincine: :: Irene is outside the room, sitting on the floor against the wall with her head in her hands. ::

Cptn Swain: +Zeg+ Greetings, director. I am Captain Swain, of the USS Excalibur.

Tandaris Admiran: ::Chocox:: That's debatable. Vanessa could do *so* much better than Gregory Smalmsworth.

Maryse Dubois: Hold on. ::Sends a request to Rhan, asking what the weather conditions are on the planet they are headed to.::

Hakran K'hal: :: is treated to a dry but informative summation without any heart-shaped beds ::

William Chocox: What's his income?

Cptn Swain: Issaha> It could be worse. I am sure Hakrran has seen a pleasure holo before.

Cptn Swain: Issaha> ::decides not to comment on any activity he and the aforementioned Kitty might have gotten into on Risa:

Tandaris Admiran: He's quite wealthy, of course. But he's a cad and a scoundrel!

Irene Mincine: :: Irene doesn't even raise her head. :: "Yeah, but not one that was made by a subordinate..."

William Chocox: Well, we couldn't have that.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: +Excalibur+ Zeg Jovad>  Welcome to our homeworld. We have a reception planned for you upon your return.

Rhan K'hal: +Maryse+ ::via text:: "Cool, foggy, lots of sand. Heavy rain showers, literally." :: indicates the all heavy water bit with an accompanying graphic of a rain drop bursting a scale ::

Cptn Swain: +Zeg+ We'd be delighted to attend after we take our supplies to Maxis IV.

Indaura Ryssan: :: waiting ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Zeg Jovad> +Excalibur+ Excellent. I will be joining you to act as a guide. Please send coordinates to transport myself and two others.

Maryse Dubois: ::Giggles, turning to Indaura.:: Make sure you pack rain gear.

Hunter Matheson: ::he takes a good look at the planet, slips information into helm, then programs in several escape vectors ,just in case:::

Rhan K'hal: (( Maxis IV, so we're definitely into the EA era - be prepared for micro-transactions! ))

Indaura Ryssan: Rain gear? I thought there was a lot of sand

Rhan K'hal: :: looks back at Swain for confirmation ::

Maryse Dubois: Rhan said it's raining heavily.

Indaura Ryssan: :: shrugs :: Alright then.

Cptn Swain: +Zeg+ Of course, director.

Cptn Swain: Miranda, care to greet our guest and give him a tour while Rhan finds him some quarters.

Rhan K'hal: +Maryse+ ::continues via text:: "Swain has already ordered re-breathers for on-planet activities. Well, you know how heavy water is with some species - anything from a nuisance to fatal even in small doses."

Hunter Matheson: ::then checks out the sector - planets, affiliations, borders, and minor stuff- slips it into the computer and enters a few other vectors in case they need to hightail it into Federation space:::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She nodded and rose from her chair, leaving her data padd behind.:: Of course, Captain. I'll be down in the transporter room.

Rhan K'hal: :: sends the coordinates along and then goes through and orders up the VIP room warmup :: Room will be ready by the time our guest arrives. Rate we're going, I might as well have it on hot standby like the fighters.

Cptn Swain: (( Heavy water btw means it has an extra hydrogen atom. It's often used to cool reactors in the real world. In ST it also serves as sort of our fuel. It's science-y name is deuterium. Drinking/breathing it would eventually be toxic. ))

Cptn Swain: (( *PBS more your know sound plays* ))

Maryse Dubois: Ah, heavy water.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Moves to the lift and sends it zooming to the transporter room.::

William Chocox: Though who uses the word cad anymore?

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> Excalibur receives request for transport, three Kaedwan lifesigns.

Maryse Dubois: Definitely bring rain gear then. ::Sends a note to anyone who will be on an away team to bring protective rain gear.::

Rhan K'hal: TR Chief> :: pretends not to notice the blinking ready light until Miranda gets there ::

Hakran K'hal: :: finishes the program, after judicious use of the fast-forward command ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Strides into the transporter room and gives the transporter chief a nod.::

Hakran K'hal: :: exits the holodeck ::

Indaura Ryssan: Ugh, should be an interesting visit then

Rhan K'hal: TR Chief> Energizing.

Irene Mincine: :: Irene's still sitting on the floor outside the holodeck, head in hands. ::

Cptn Swain: (( It's literally heavy though! You need much more boyancy to float it, it has a higher melting temperature, etc ))

Rhan K'hal: (( that's what protium gets for eating those chips fried in neutrons - tsk ))

Cptn Swain: ((two minute warning ))

Hunter Matheson: ::mental note: configure a remote for helm, in case they need to escape from anywhere. Um... make that a beckoncall like some high class private vessels have. Then he wonders if you can get one for an Akira and figures he can't because of the size of the ship and a few other pretty major things:::

Hakran K'hal: Nicely done on the program... the informational one. Though I imagine the other one could be informative in its own right. :: dryly ::

Cptn Swain: Issaha> ::smirks::

Cptn Swain: ...and...

Hunter Matheson: ::or maybe it can be done:::

Hunter Matheson: Hm...

Indaura Ryssan: :: gets more appropiate gear ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> Three Kaedwan, two males and a female, are transported aboard.

Hakran K'hal: Now, accidents happen, I get that. So it isn't going into your file. I don't know how I add "nearly naked individual on heart-shaped mattress" into an official report anyway.

Irene Mincine: :: Irene looks up and feels much better... :: "I... thank you, sir..."

Hakran K'hal: Just consider what would've happened had it been the Captain, and think "safety first" when it comes to those kind of programs. Always ask for a password.

Cptn Swain: ((I have a story about that Hak ))

Hakran K'hal: :: pats Irene on the shoulder and walks off ))

Cptn Swain: Issaha> See that wasn't so bad.

Irene Mincine: "Did that just happen?" :: She looks to Issaha... ::

Cptn Swain: Issaha> Though he's right... I am pretty sure I caught Captain Swain looking at Sexy Rihan Male back on Risa.

 

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