USS Excalibur Sim Log - 11.03.19

[Cdr Miranda Hawthorne 0]

MISSION BRIEF: Excalibur is arriving in the Elasian home system, where a fleet of around 400 vessels are being prepared to be escorted to Cardassian space. Several other Federation starships are already in orbit. The Excalibur has been assigned to inspect around 50 ships to assure that Federation weapon and defense systems have been removed in accordance to treaty obligations.

 

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

 

Rhan K'hal: :: looking over the system scan :: Thaaaaat's a lotta ships.

William Chocox: ::looks over the teams he's set up to go do inspections:: Ok folks, I realize there's not a whole lot of you, and a whole lot of ships, but we need to do this with the utmost dilligence.

Maryse Dubois: ::Working on her desk computer, getting it set to her liking.::

Irene Mincine: Val> :: Occupied trying to keep the Excalibur from crashing into any of them. :: "Damn right that's a lot of ships. The collision warning system's having a hell of a time keeping up."

Rhan K'hal: Geez, who parked these things, a troop of monkeys? :: gives the navigation computer a processing boost ::

Irene Mincine: Irene> :: In her lab, as usual. She finally found the crate of mice and was at work with them to check out all her new lab equipment. :: "Hmm, hmm, hmm..."

Hakran K'hal: :: at science one on the bridge :: That's an insult to monkeys.

Indaura Ryssan: :: Standing in her empty new office :: Hmm. :: twirls around :: Mmm. No no..

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::While reading one's data padd while one walked through the ship's corridors might be reckless for most people, Jalen's pips seemed to make others move out of his way. Only once he'd crashed into a hapless ensign that hadn't been paying attention, but the horrified look on the poor man's face made Jalen laugh off the encounter. Glancing up from his report, he realize that he'd traveled past his destination and retreated a few doors back to enter main medical.::

William Chocox: So, once again the assignments are ::starts rattling off the assignments to the various teams:: Once we get the go ahead from Ops everyone will be beaming and shuttling over.

Cptn Swain: ACTION> A large warship comes into view. ID'd as the SOLTOK, it bristles with weapons and is the size of a Romulan Warbird. A chrome strip at the bow of the ship glints as the Elasian sun breaks over the horizon.

Rhan K'hal: Okay, coming online with the local area network. Should now have access to the shared sensor grid, tactical overview and communications.

Rhan K'hal: Aaaand that must be the Elasian flagship.

Maryse Dubois: ::Got up from her computer and stepped out of her office, stretching. She noticed someone coming in from down the hall.:: Oh we have a visitor. :;Walks out into Sickbay.:: Hello Commander.

Hakran K'hal: That one certainly isn't stripped of weapons.

Cptn Swain: ::Glances up to the view screen::

Irene Mincine: Val> :: Tap tap tap. :: "Got the downlink in my console. Elasian battlecruiser off the bow. I don't like being surrounded by this many ships." :: She spoke like a military officer when she was this focused, her mechanical hand going like crazy. ::

Indaura Ryssan: :: to herself :: I need more than one chair.

Rhan K'hal: :: mutters about compensating for something

Cptn Swain: Put us into formation.

Irene Mincine: :: Irene sends Hakran a message that all the biology lab equipment has been checked out and is working properly. If there's a need for a biologist, she's available. ::

Hakran K'hal: The good news is some of them are ours.

Irene Mincine: Val> "Aye, forming up with the Soltok." :: The Excalibur was commanded to deftly maneuver through the cloud of starships to a position near the Elasian ship. ::

Hakran K'hal: :: checks the message, acknowledges ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::He nodded at Maryse.:: Doctor. I received your recommendation for counselor and wanted to speak with you about the report you sent. Both of you, if Dr. Ryssan is available, as well.

William Chocox: We'll get started soon hopefully. +Bridge+ Chocox to Bridge, when can my engineering teams get started on their inspections?

Rhan K'hal: +Will+ When my charming voice comes from the heavens saying "get ready, get set, go!"

Maryse Dubois: ::Nods.:: She is. This way. ::Heads down the little hallway. She motions for the Commander to take a seat in her office. Then she goes to fetch Indaura.:: Commander Stanton would like a word with us.

Cptn Swain: ::Glances over to Rhan:: Tell engineering they can begin their inspections.

William Chocox: +Rhan+ Thank you sir.

Indaura Ryssan: :: Goes to sit at her desk.. wonders if she should start at the top or work her way up ::

Rhan K'hal: +Will+ So Get Ready, Get Set, Go!

William Chocox: +Rhan+ And apparently that's now, thank you. ::turns to his teams:: You have your assignments let's go!

Hakran K'hal: :: grunts, moderately amused ::

Irene Mincine: :: In the meantime, Irene scratches at the ferret bites and scratches on her hands from the _last_ cargo porter screwup. She orders up some analgesic cream from the replicator. ::

Rhan K'hal: :: lets the transporter rooms and shuttle bay know the mission has a green light ::

Cptn Swain: ::Glances over to Hakran: This will be a long week of inspections. I asked and got permission for our science teams to head down to the Elasian homeworld.

Indaura Ryssan: :: nods :: Right there

Indaura Ryssan: :: Goes to join Doctor Dubois ::

Hakran K'hal: Oh?

Cptn Swain: ::Hak:: The jungles of their southern continents have some extremely interesting wildlife. Feel free to put together a team and head down.

Maryse Dubois: ::Returns to her office and before she sits, she turns.:: Anything to drink?

Hakran K'hal: :: surprised ::

Irene Mincine: Val> :: Turns around in her seat. :: "We should remain in transporter range of the surface from our position alongside the Elasian battlecruiser, cap. Er, sir."

Indaura Ryssan: Coffee, black with sugar

Cptn Swain: ::Nods to Val::

Hakran K'hal: Thank you, Captain. It'll keep some of my people from going stir crazy. Or from poking the mice too hard.

Indaura Ryssan: What is this about Doctor?

Maryse Dubois: ::Gets Indaura's coffee.:: Anything for you Commander?

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Settling into a chair in Maryse's office, he shook his head.:: None for me, thank you.

Cptn Swain: ::Grins and winks at Hakran::

Hakran K'hal: :: rises from his seat ::

Maryse Dubois: ::Takes her seat after handing off the drink.::

William Chocox: ::pulls up the screen he had on his console to monitor the status of the inspection teams::

Hakran K'hal: :: looks over at Rhan as he heads to the lift :: Which TR will have the shortest line?

Cptn Swain: ACTION> A message from the Federation command ship, the USS Yalta, comes in for Asher.

Indaura Ryssan: These inspections... :: takes the cup, sips ::

Rhan K'hal: 4 on deck 11.

Hakran K'hal: Thanks. :: disappears into the lift ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Leaning back in his chair, he rested his ankle on the opposite knee and glanced between doctors.:: What this is about, Dr. Ryssan, is your suggested appointment to counselor. I reviewed your file and had questions for the both of you.

Hakran K'hal: :: whooshes down to deck 7 ::

Irene Mincine: Irene> :: In her lab, grumbling about ferrets. ::

Rhan K'hal: Message for you sir. :: forwards it to the Captain ::

Maryse Dubois: :;Nods.:: Of course.

Hakran K'hal: :: pops into the biology lab :: Who wants to go on a field trip?

Irene Mincine: Irene> :: Perks up. :: "Wait, you finagled a trip to the planet? How'd you do that?"

Cptn Swain: ::Lifts a brow:: Send it to my console.

Indaura Ryssan: Oh, I should have expected this. :: sits ::

William Chocox: This is going to be a lot of messaging back and forth I fear.

Irene Mincine: Val> :: Doing her best to pretend she's not listening in to the message. ::

Rhan K'hal: Already there, sir. They changed the indicator light to blue in this latest version of the OS.

Hakran K'hal: Our thoughtful Captain's work

Irene Mincine: Irene> :: Looks very excited to go do some field work for the first time in a while. :: "What's the weather like down there?" :: She jumps out of her rolling chair and starts filling a messenger bag with science gear. ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::He laughed at Indaura's response.:: Ah, nothing terrible, Doctor. Doctor Dubois recommended you highly and your credentials qualify you for the position. This is only a formality in my quest to get to know the senior staff.

Hakran K'hal: This'll be jungle work so we'll want the light-weight gear. And probably the usual contingent of bitey-insect repellents.

Cptn Swain: ::Nods and begins reading over the communiqué:: How lovely. I've been invited to dinner.

Hakran K'hal: :: looks over the data on his padd ::

Indaura Ryssan: I understand. Should I pencil you in then? I will need to replicate a pencil.

Maryse Dubois: ::Smiles.:: I'm sure that is a difficult task at first, knowing some of have already been together for some time. But as it stands, I believe the Excalibur veterans are in the minority. So I guess we are all on even playing ground.

Hakran K'hal: Guess they aren't much into jungle forays, as the information on the area we're going to is pretty thin. Just stuff around the edges. Only nearby city is on an island.

Cptn Swain: Aboard the Soltok no less.

Irene Mincine: Val> :: Suspicious. She hrms. :: "Really? Do you know her captain?"

Rhan K'hal: I suppose you'll have to wear the dress uniform then.

Cptn Swain: ::Shakes his head to Val:: No but it is the Elasian flagship. It;s apparently just the Captains of the Starfleet vessels, some Elasian officials.... and the Cardassian Minister for Defense.

Irene Mincine: Irene> "Gotcha. Muggy, rainy, and lots of insects." :: She switches out of her uniform jacket for the short-sleeve hot weather version. :: "Fortunately, I got the Klingon genes that mean mosquitoes don't like me too much."

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::He nodded to Maryse and then threw Indaura another glance.:: I don't mind throwing myself in the counselor's capable hands now and then, but I doubt I'm in need of such services just yet. I'm sure there are others on board that are better candidates. Anyhow, I suppose I should just jump in.

Hakran K'hal: Since this will be a primarily bio expedition I'll let you pick the rest of the team, but let's keep it light. I'll see if medical wants to send anyone down to look for new natural remedies or to patch us up when the trees start attacking. :: a beat :: Not literally.

Irene Mincine: Val> "Sounds like it's gonna be a real party over there."

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> First, I'd like to make sure that you both are aware of the strain that such a move could put on your department. Dr. Dubois, you'll be down one doctor except in cases of emergency or when Dr. Ryssan's schedule permits her to assist your department. Have you taken this into account?

Maryse Dubois: ::Nods.:: I wouldn't have suggested her for the position if I wasn't prepared.

Hakran K'hal: :: taps in a message and sends it to sickbay, alerting them to the mission and seeing if they want to come out and play ::

Irene Mincine: Irene> "Gotcha. Maybe... a geologist would be good to take along too?"

Hakran K'hal: :: looks amused :: Ensign Valdar looking to get some fresh air?

William Chocox: ::looks over reports as his engineers go over the ships::

Indaura Ryssan: This is more a hybrid position than some posts on some vessels. Most have professions purely in counseling roles rather than from time in the sickbay. More of a flex position.

Irene Mincine: :: Irene looks pretty guilty. :: "I shouldn't have brought it up."

Hakran K'hal: From the perspective of building an AT for this mission it was a valid assignment. If you want her... in a professional capacity, bring her.

Indaura Ryssan: I hope my atypical approach to counseling won't put people off. Denobulans are pretty open compared to some species, often out of necessity. We live in very close quarters out of need.

Cptn Swain: ::Sighs and stands:: Well, I'll have some things to do before dinner. You have the conn, K'hal.

Irene Mincine: :: Irene smirks at the last line. :: "Right. I do think we should have more than just biology represented. I'll collect some people from other specialties and meet you in the transporter room."

Indaura Ryssan: I mean.. having a few creatures in the office will be different for some. Unless they have their own pets.

Maryse Dubois: ::Smirks.::

Rhan K'hal: Aye, sir.

Indaura Ryssan: But if you can get the insects to sing...during a session. Hmm

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> Yes, I read your file. You have quite an extensive family.

Cptn Swain: ::Heads to his ready room::

Hakran K'hal: Good. This is going to be a trial balloon, by the way. You'll be directing the away team. :: waves his padd :: I need to give the new XO an assessment on whether you can lead ATs on your own.

Indaura Ryssan: Two husbands, each having two wives.. 23 all together.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> With that concern out of the way, another concern was to ensure that you weren't going to be bogged down with pulling double duty, Dr. Ryssan. Seeing as how you seem prepared to do both, then I suppose I have my answer to that.

Hakran K'hal: :: turns :: Transporter room 4, deck 11.

Indaura Ryssan: I'm just down the way, though I am not opposed to sessions wherever they need me.

Irene Mincine: Val> :: After Swain leaves. :: "Sounds like one hell of a dinner party they've got planned."

Irene Mincine: Irene> :: Smiles at the show of confidence from Hakran. :: "I won't let you down." :: She shuffles off to gather up an away team from the other labs.

Maryse Dubois: Her counseling duties will take priority, but she is welcome in sickbay if her schedule permits.

Hakran K'hal: :: purposefully strides into the corridor and off to get prepared ::

Indaura Ryssan: Actually, it's a bit dreadful that I am alone in my quarters... a lot like people are a bit on edge with all of these ships around

William Chocox: +Bridge+ Some of our teams have already gotten started on their inspections.

Rhan K'hal: +Will+ With all the transporter activity I didn't think they were all heading to an Elasian night club. But good to know. You coming up here to direct the exterior scans or you going to play with the big console in your fancy office?

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> Finally, as I understand it, counseling is a very different position, though all of the same confidentiality requirements apply. You will be learning more about the crew than just their medical ailments. Are you prepared to endure that level of emotional strain?

Indaura Ryssan: I may have my hands full. Like any starship or group that works together, people need a someone to confide in, someone to ride out the unknown with them.

William Chocox: +Rhan+ Aw, do you miss me? I can head up there.

Rhan K'hal: +Will+ Need someone from engineering up here so I don't have to keep forwarding calls, because once they start having questions, they never stop.

Irene Mincine: :: Eventually, Irene shows up at the transporter room accompanied by the geologist Valdar and two other egghead ensigns: another xenobiologist and an exobotanist. ::

Indaura Ryssan: I think I'm ready, and I have a patient in mind that may test my limits

William Chocox: +Rhan+ Alright, I'll be up there in a moment. Don't want too many questions bothering you.

Indaura Ryssan: If only I was Betazoid... I'd have a leg up on all of this.

Hakran K'hal: :: arrives in TR4 in the regulation Caitian-version of the high-therm expedition jumpsuit - which is pretty much a thin tank top and high shorts - when a Cait says "no sweat" they mean that literally ::

Indaura Ryssan: But :: turns to Dubois :: If some infectious disease come along you call me.

Rhan K'hal: :: chuckles ::

Maryse Dubois: ::Smiles.:: Of course.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::He nodded, apparently satisfied.:: Very well. I'll approve the position change. If the two of you need anything from me, please don't hesitate to ask. This is a new ship, and while the systems are new and shiny, I know she isn't going to have everything that you need. I'll do what I can.

Indaura Ryssan: :: sips her coffee :: Hmm. I should get a coffee machine, non-replicated.

Maryse Dubois: Thank you Commander.

Indaura Ryssan: Well, the counseling computer :: taps her temple :: is not new.

Rhan K'hal: :: Val :: So, how would your appetite be if you were one of a dozen Starfleet CO's squished between a high-falutin' Elasian VIP and a Cardassian defense minister with 400 supposedly former warships visible out the windows?

Cptn Swain: TWO MINUTE WARNING

Indaura Ryssan: Thanks for stopping by Commander Stanton.

William Chocox: ::transfers the monitoring to his PADD before he walks into the TL::

Irene Mincine: :: Irene's wearing a short-sleeve uniform jacket and shorts. The rest of the team is dressed a little more conservatively. :: "Shall we?"

Hakran K'hal: Looks like medical doesn't want to traipse through the jungle. So I brought the extra medkit. If you're ready, I am.

Irene Mincine: Val> "I'd either have zero appetite or make sure that everyone in the room is exactly as wasted as I am, I think."

Irene Mincine: Val> "Given our captain..."

Indaura Ryssan: :: sips more of her coffee :: Definitely a coffee machine

Irene Mincine: Irene> "Gotcha. Come on, science team." :: The eggheads are ready to depart, with Valdar looking the most eager. ::

Rhan K'hal: Heh.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::He nodded.:: Thank you for your time, Doctors. ::Standing, he tugged his uniform back into place.:: Dr. Dubois, you should have received my medical records by now. I had a standing monthly appointment with our ship's doctor. Let me know when you can schedule me in to start our own.

Hakran K'hal: :: steps onto the pad :: They change the design on the floor every time, don't they? :: shakes head ::

Cptn Swain: ...AND...

Maryse Dubois: I will.

William Chocox: ::steps onto the bridge:: Ooh, shiny.

Indaura Ryssan: MMm

Rhan K'hal: There's a quote for the ages.

 

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