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Cdr Miranda Hawthorne

USS Excalibur Sim Log - 02.16.20

MISSION BRIEF: The Excalibur remains docked at the independent station, where, luckily, a certain Science Officer didn't give away the whole ship. Resupply efforts and general leave continue as Excalibur prepares for a survey of the Sellaris Expanse.

 

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

 

William Chocox: +Maryse+ Dr. Dubois? Ensign Reynolds and I are having a reaction to an unknown organic compound. We're going to need medical attention.

Rhan K'hal: +Maryse+ Kiss me later, right now I have to figure out how to save the rest of this without having to hike up my tail in the station's red light quarter.

Maryse Dubois: :;Was still in the cargo bay.:: +Chocox+ What did you touch?

William Chocox: +Maryse+ Packing material.

Hunter Matheson: ::AAR with team in security and that's not much:::

Hakran K'hal: :: Irene :: In the meanwhile, let's go down and start looking at that data.

Hakran K'hal: If the command staff calls just remember to look whipped.

Maryse Dubois: +Chocox+ Packing material? ::Sighs:: Head to sickbay, but don't touch anything.

Irene Mincine: "Yeah. Mm-hmm." :: Irene seems a bit down, which is understandable. :: "I hope it was worth it."

Hunter Matheson: ::grabs his PADD when they're finished so he can take a good look at what info they have re the expanse, and it's not much:::

Maryse Dubois: +Rhan+ Well I now know a couple engineers that will be happy you saved our supplies. ::Heads for sickbay.::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ens Reynolds> ::Had somehow managed to get the stuff on his face, which was starting to go blotchy.:: ARG! ::Scratching frantically.:: What is this stuff?!

William Chocox: +Maryse+ Acknowledged, we're on our way. ::Reynolds:: You heard the good doctor. Let's go. ::leads the way out of Engineering:: Computer, lock office, authorization code Chocox-Alpha-Zulu-92.

Cptn Swain: ::Makes his way onto the bridge, real tea in his favorite cup in hand::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Still tinkering at the tactical station, he glanced up as Swain entered the bridge.:: Captain.

Rhan K'hal: +Maryse+ Oh boy. :: pause :: Check first to see if it's shredded Gorn acagite. It's the outer casing on a naturally occurring gourd on their planet. Hopefully that's all it is.

Irene Mincine: Val> :: Is idle at helm. ::

Cptn Swain: ::Jalen:: Commander.

Cptn Swain: ::Blissfully unaware of any of the chaos::

Hakran K'hal: We'll find out.

Maryse Dubois: ::Grins.:: +Rhan+ Will do.

Maryse Dubois: ::Arrives in sickbay.::

Hakran K'hal: :: heads into astrometrics ::

William Chocox: ::comes up into Sickbay shortly after Maryse arrives:: Doctor.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ens Reynolds> ::Itching all the way to the lift.::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ens Reynolds> ::And into sickbay.::

Cptn Swain: How's everything ::sips tea:: going?

Irene Mincine: "I hope the Engineering team had a better time than we did." :: Irene follows Hakran into astrometrics. :: "Maybe they bought some silverware."

Hakran K'hal: :: snickers at Irene :: Hey Dansh, we might have some insights for you.

Hakran K'hal: Brasunch> :: the stout Tellarite woman grunts :: Better not spoil all my fun.

Hakran K'hal: Irene, pull up what you have on the astrometry.

Hunter Matheson: :::after pacing a while and giving his neck a good crack, he slips into his office chair to begin rotations, putting the pros on guard with the cherries:::

Hunter Matheson: ::and hoping it works:::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Tapping out a strongly worded summons to Excalibur's Chief of Security who really should know better than to let a junior officer make shady deals with aliens.:: Oh? Aside from a few hiccups, just marvelous, Captain.

Cptn Swain: Rex> ::In Security, licking his wounds::

Irene Mincine: Irene> :: Loads the astrometric data on the local region into the astrometrics system, which provides a nice (expensive) 3D view. :: "Should be uploaded... here."

William Chocox: ::looks around Sickbay:: Doctor DuBois?

Hakran K'hal: :: steps back, takes it in ::

Maryse Dubois: ::Points:: Over there. Don't touch anything.

Maryse Dubois: ::Comes over with a tricorder.::

William Chocox: Aye ma'am. ::walks over to the area with Reynolds::

Hunter Matheson: :::sighs with a headscratch, wondering why they gave this ship all the cherries when it's not exactly the thing....:::

Hakran K'hal: Well, we definitely won't be spoiling too much your fun, Dasnh.

Maryse Dubois: ::Starts scanning.:: So you touched the packing material? I suppose it was from a shady crate?

Hunter Matheson: Huh.... :::mutters:: Summons? JO making shady deals... what the hell....?

Irene Mincine: "It... hmm. At least there's plenty here we didn't have in the computer. I think we should have some luck finding points of interest here." :: Irene plugs through the systems nearby. :: "

Hakran K'hal: Wow, the people of this area NEED this mapped. their travel advisories for a stable phenomenon, when they even bother, can be over a light year apart.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ens Reynolds> Ugh, this is worse than that time I got that parasite from that... ah... nevermind. ::Scratching his neck madly.:: It feels like my skin is on fire.

Cptn Swain: ::Takes another drink of tea:: Good. Well, then once we've finished getting all of the supplies aboard, I want to get back under way. Better not to linger here before they start charging us a docking fee or something. There's a T-Tauri Class star nearby that I want to start with.

Hunter Matheson: ::replies::: "on my way":::

Irene Mincine: :: Irene shrugs, looking through the sparse info. :: "It's better than nothing. It's a starting point, at least."

Indaura Ryssan: :: Working in her office ::

William Chocox: If I say yes will you not inform Captain Swain and Commander Stanton?

Maryse Dubois: ::Looks to Reynolds.:: When I say don't touch anything, Ensign, I also mean yourself. ::Finishes the scans.::

Hakran K'hal: Oh yes, this definitely narrows down some of the points of interest so we don't have to poke around every bush.

Hunter Matheson: :::into the lift, wondering which JO was the culprit::

Irene Mincine: :: Irene sighed. :: "Still, I'm pretty sure we got fleeced..."

Maryse Dubois: As long as it isn't a bomb, or something that will readily blow up our new shiny ship, I don't care Chief. And luckily for you, this is easily treatable. Stay here a moment. ::Looks between them.:: And no scratching. ::Goes into the back to get the remedy.::

Hunter Matheson: ::Then he remembers he's not CSEC and smirks:::

William Chocox: ::shakes to keep himself from scratching himself::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> I believe everything has been loaded that's going to be loaded. ::Glances at Rhan.:: Mr. Khal, are we expecting anything else coming or going?

Cptn Swain: ::Is obviously excited to finally, *finally* do real science::

Hakran K'hal: This is only a portion of your data, Irene. Medical also got a good chunk of that file I believe.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ens Reynolds> I can't help it! I was already touching myself. ::Has to clench his fists to keep from scratching any more.::

Hunter Matheson: ::::continues with the roster:::

Cptn Swain: <<In public Reynolds????? SMH >>

Hakran K'hal: (( I'm suddenly hearing Divynls ))

William Chocox: Phrasing Reynolds.

Cptn Swain: ::Glances over to Rhan, who he assumed was still peeved at him::

Cptn Swain: ::Making his way to the command chair, sipping tea::

Irene Mincine: "Right, right." :: Irene hrmmms. :: "There's a pretty rare T Tauri star here... pretty close to the Sheliak border, though."

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> Maryse's scans show the irritant is biological in nature, some naturally occurring fibrous material. She'd have to take samples to get a better reading, however.

William Chocox: ::keeps his head on a swivel, keeping an eye out for the other doctor::

Irene Mincine: Val> :: Adjusts herself in her seat, seeing the command chair become occupied out of the corner of her eye. She puts away the padd she was reading. ::

Maryse Dubois: ::Comes back with 2 small canisters, Giving one to each.:: Put this cream on, and when you get a chance...dispose of your uniforms. I also suggest using protective gear when dealing with your package. And I don't think I need to tell you to get rid of that too.

Maryse Dubois: But, I wouldn't mind having a small sample to study.

William Chocox: The whole package? Or just the packing material?

Rhan K'hal: :: is holding two separate private communicators, wheeling and dealing with some of the other unaffiliated vendors aboard to try to get back some of the rest of it - hoping they're so shiny someone just miiiight take a bit of credit ::

Hunter Matheson: :::still not happy with the offload of cherries, but sends the posting anyway:::

Hakran K'hal: I'm sure that'll make that command staff thrilled.

Hakran K'hal: What do you think Dansh, can we study that one for a bit to start while you start that grid?

Maryse Dubois: The material

Irene Mincine: "Yeah, I bet it will..." :: She said, suspicious of the command staff as usual. : "I'm sending the collated list of navigation hazards and warning beacons to the navigation system to keep us in one piece, too."

William Chocox: Alright, we'll get you a small sample of it. We'll put it in a sealed container marked appropriately of course.

Hakran K'hal: Brasunch> :: Just keep my sensors on the right side of it or you'll hear me hollering.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ens Reynolds> ::Experimentally takes a bit of the cream to slather on his neck and sighs as it numbs the skin and dampens the itch.::

Hakran K'hal: Good thinking, Irene. I'll go confab with captain to see what he thinks, you know he's got his nose in this.

Hakran K'hal: Go check with Maryse, see what your data brought medical.

Maryse Dubois: ::Nods:: Good. Consider it payment for keeping quiet. ::smirks::

Cptn Swain: Rex> ::glances at the message, marks it as unread and plans to deal with it later.::

Irene Mincine: :: Irene closes the console she was working at. "Yessir. I'll let you know if I need to reserve an airlock for jumping out of." :: She heads off to sickbay. ::

William Chocox: Pleasure doing business. ::turns to Reynolds:: Go to your quarters, get yourself sorted out, and then head back to Engineering. Unless Doctor DuBois objects to going to quarters to change?

Hakran K'hal: :: heads up to the bridge ::

Maryse Dubois: As long as you don't touch anything.

Hakran K'hal: :: walks out onto the command deck, stops a respectful distance away from the Captain ::

William Chocox: I mean, I have to touch my uniform to put it on.

Irene Mincine: :: Irene shows up in sickbay, seeing that there's a pretty big commotion going on with everyone occupied... :: "Oh. Um, I can come back later."

Maryse Dubois: You can give the cream a chance to activate before you put on a new uniform. :;Sees Irene.:: They were just leaving.

Rhan K'hal: :: does a little non-verbal communication with Hak while he's on hold ::

Irene Mincine: :: Irene nods. :: "Lt. K'hal wanted me to see if the medical data we brought back from the station was anything useful."

Rhan K'hal: :: lots of specific ear twitching, tail flails and eye blinks, that kind of think ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ens Reynolds> I'll strip right here and now if needed. ::Blushes as he realizes they have an audience.:: Ah... I mean... I'll see you back in Engineering, Chief.

Hunter Matheson: :::exits what they call and office and begins to wander, checking on personnel. he stops to watch maneuvers, arms crossed, judging every move:::

Cptn Swain: ::Glances over, drinking tea:: Ah, Mister K'hal of the Blue Shirt Variety.

Hakran K'hal: Hello Captain. Would you like some T-Tauri with your tea?

Maryse Dubois: I don't know yet. I was too busy trying to save my supplies to look at it.

William Chocox: ::walks out of Sickbay and heads to his quarters to get situated::

Cptn Swain: You mean the one in sector 34?

Irene Mincine: :: Irene's tan/orange complexion turned beet red. :: "I'm... My apologies, doctor." :: She watched the others leave sick bay. ::

Hakran K'hal: That's the one. We got a little more data on it from Irene's data purchase. Not a whole lot but enough that even Dansh is willing to let us zig where we would've zagged... so long as we keep the star out of her mapping field.

Cptn Swain: ::Lifts a brow:: Irene's data purchase?

Maryse Dubois: ::Puts up a hand.:: I imagine you've already been handed a punishment, so we'll stop there. ::Walks to a computer, and activates it, bringing up the files.::

Hakran K'hal: :: chuffs out a laugh :: You'll have an interesting afternoon debrief with Commander Stanton, sir.

Maryse Dubois: So was anything useful to Science?

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::He snorted at Swain's question.:: One of those hiccups I mentioned, sir.

Cptn Swain: ::Glances back to tactical::

Maryse Dubois: :;Starts browsing as she talks.::

Cptn Swain: ::Takes a long drink of tea:: I see.

Cptn Swain: Well, then. Yes that is going to be our first stop.

Indaura Ryssan: :: Doing a lot of reading in her office, mostly the medical data ::

Irene Mincine: :: Irene sighs. :: "Yeah. We got a survey of the region, warning beacons, stuff like that. We know what to avoid and what's worth looking at. What did Medical get?"

Hakran K'hal: I can't imagine its proximity to the border is troublesome at all, Captain.

Rhan K'hal: :: pfffffffft ::

Cptn Swain: ::Produces a PADD from his chair:: I'd like you to begin modifying a few probes to these specifications.

Cptn Swain: T-Tauri Stars can create microwormholes. So I'd like some advance warning.

Maryse Dubois: Looks like local population files, and various cures for local poisons and illnesses.

Hakran K'hal: :: takes the padd, looks it over quickly:: Shouldn't be any problem.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ens Reynolds> ::Sort of waddling down the hall and to the lift, trying not to touch anything as he headed for his quarters.::

Irene Mincine: Irene> "So the same sort of thing, survey data."

Cptn Swain: Good.

Maryse Dubois: ::Nods.:: It's definitely workable.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stantion> ::Looks back to Rhan.:: Lieutenant, get any remaining transactions sorted. I want to be ready to depart within the hour.

Hakran K'hal: I wish we had been able to swap out for a larger space sciences staff before this. I may be dragging a cot into astrometrics once we get going.

Irene Mincine: :: Irene grins. :: "I'll be pulling double shifts in exobiology and astrometrics for a while, so I hope it's workable."

Maryse Dubois: ::Nods.:: You'll manage. better than getting stuck in a room for a while. Just remember to be more careful next time.

Hunter Matheson: :::leans against the bulkhead, watching a Ltjg take down one of their best operators::: Um...

Rhan K'hal: Everything that I can get aboard will be aboard in about 70 minutes, Commander. I'd get it sooner if I paid an "expedited processing fee" but these people have taken enough from me today.

Irene Mincine: Irene> "I definitely won't do that again. That's all I needed, they wanted me to check in down here."

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Nods.:: That'll be fine. Send word to all departments of our departure time.

Cptn Swain: ::Nods to Hark:: Though you know when we surveyed this area on the GW, I was the only astrophysicist aboard.

Rhan K'hal: Will do, Commander.

Hakran K'hal: The Dark Ages of Starfleet, sir. You were a brave soul.

Cptn Swain: I am not that old. ::smirks::

Rhan K'hal: He didn't specify *which* dark age, Captain. 'Fleet likes to drive in circles sometimes.

Irene Mincine: Val> "Circles? Not if I have anything to say about it."

Cptn Swain: ::Finishes his tea::

Maryse Dubois: ::Nods.:: I appreciate it then.

Cptn Swain: Val, you'll want to coordinate our course with science. As I mentioned, I'd rather avoid microwormholes.

Rhan K'hal: +ALL DEPARTMENT NOTICE+ "Departure time XXXX. Be on board and ready to go or prepare to work off your rent on the station."

Cptn Swain: ...AND...

Irene Mincine: Val> "Looks like we've got a database of warning beacons now, so that'll help. I'll make sure we don't fall into any wormholes on the way, sir."

William Chocox: ::gets to his quarters and starts changing out of his uniform::

 

Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM

Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM

Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM

 

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