USS Excalibur Sim Log - 05.10.20

[Cdr Miranda Hawthorne 0]

MISSION BRIEF: Excalibur is nearing Starbase 46 to begin untangling their computer core. Science has been working on a secret project for Swain, while Medical has been dealing with everyone being on knife edge after the last week or so. There's even reports we might get shoreleave, but at the rate this crew goes well, I wouldn't book a ticket to Risa.

 

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

 

William Chocox: ::is down in Engineering waiting for them to dock at the Starbase::

Cptn Swain: ::In the Captain's Mess, making a sandwich, to the annoyance of the galley staff who was making lunch for the Alpha shift::

Maryse Dubois: ::In sickbay, walking around::

Hakran K'hal: :: in his office with the data they don't have ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ens Reynolds> ::Amazed that he has any hair left::

Irene Mincine: :: Val arrives on the bridge for the final approach to the starbase, taking over from the ensign at helm. She looks pretty out of it or something like that. ::

Rhan K'hal: :: enters sickbay - well rested and in no imminent danger of snoring ::

Irene Mincine: :: Irene is in Hakran's office with the data they don't have. :: "We've been at it for a week. We have everything we can get out of this?"

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Glances at the main viewer as the Starbase comes into view.:: Request a docking berth as soon as we're in range. And make certain their engineering department is standing by for repairs.

Cptn Swain: Rex> ::Had somehow got conned into a bridge shift as OOD, and is standing at the tactical station::

Maryse Dubois: ::Sees Rhan enter.:: Feeling better?

Hakran K'hal: Yeah. I think we have everything we can get.

Cptn Swain: ::He was still reading his betazoid romance novel, well the second book in the series, and he took it and his sandwich to the window to watch as the starbase came into view::

Rhan K'hal: :: smiles :: Everything but my pride.

Cptn Swain: Rex> ::Taps a few buttons to alert his team to be on standby for docking::

Rhan K'hal: Ens Obee> :: contacts the base for clearance ::

Cptn Swain: Rex> ::Stanton:: I heard a rumor, Commander.

Irene Mincine: Val> "Request a berth, and an on-call engineering department..." :: She hits some buttons on the console, which beeps unhappily. She starts over. :: "Sorry, Boss. Something's been up with my arm the past few days. Request acknowledged by the starbase."

Hakran K'hal: With the cross-reference data, it definitely seems Romulan. But not official fleet or government traffic. But we just didn't have enough space to get a good triangulation on it. :: flat ears ::

Irene Mincine: Irene> :: Taps her non-Federation padd. :: "We're not going to have more until we end up back there, which from what I hear isn't gonna be for a while."

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Glances over at Rex, one brow lifting.:: What sort of rumor?

Hakran K'hal: Maybe they have an old Miranda class to dump us onto.

Maryse Dubois: Well that's a good start, anyways.

Rhan K'hal: But I could use another blocker before a new headache kicks in, today's already been three kinds of hell.

Maryse Dubois: ::Goes to a station, preparing a hypo.:: That bad, huh?

Cptn Swain: Rex> ::smirks:: Well I heard that Starbase 46 has one of the better rec centers in this Sector and that we might get to actually see it.

Cptn Swain: Rex> And more importantly, use it.

Rhan K'hal: Doesn't help that in order to work on the computer core directly I have to keep going through engineering, and they're all following their Chief's lead on giving me laser eyes and cold shoulder.

Irene Mincine: :: Irene's brow furrows. :: "I wasn't expecting Romulan data, that's for sure. Unofficial traffic? Tal'Shiar?"

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::He snorted.:: After what happened at the last station? Don't count your chickens.

William Chocox: ::looks over at Reynolds:: You doing ok Ensign?

Irene Mincine: Irene> "Oh, we did fine. It's whoever screwed up the computer core I think's gonna end up on a Miranda."

Irene Mincine: (sorry, chat froze)

Hakran K'hal: :: shrugs :: Nothing like I've seen, and even asking Rhan to open a back channel for me to use for the cross-referencing, I wasn't able to match any known methodology.

Cptn Swain: Rex> ::Very innocently:: I don't know what you're talking about, Commander. It's not like we pawned the Captain's Book Collection or anything.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION> Excalibur is giving a berth and docks cleanly. A station engineering team requests entry.

Rhan K'hal: Ens Obee> Station engineering crew is at the hatch, requesting permission to board sir.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ens Reynolds> Yea, just... this is a mess. They're going to transfer us, aren't they? They have to... right? And demote us? I'm going to be scrubbing floors...

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> Permission granted. ::To Obee.:: Alert engineering they're on the way.

Rhan K'hal: Ens Obee> Aye, Commander.

Rhan K'hal: Ens Obee> :: grants the permission ::

Maryse Dubois: Really? That doesn't seem like Will. ::Gives Rhan the injection.::

Irene Mincine: :: Val brings the engine to a stop. :: Val> "Mooring fields have engaged, external power connected."

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Swivels to stare at Rex.:: No, not his books. Though, enough. You'll be lucky if he doesn't have those involved on scut duty for a while.

Rhan K'hal: Ens Obee> +Engineering+ Bridge to Engineering. Station repair crew is on route.

Indaura Ryssan: :: Walks into medical, padds in hand ::

William Chocox: I'll give you Commander Hawthorne's contact information. She'll pull some strings for you.

Irene Mincine: Irene> "You think whoever's gonna receive this data has a clue?"

William Chocox: +Obee+ Thank you for letting me know Ensign. We'll be waiting for them.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ens Reynolds> ::Looks dubious.:: I thought she was even worse...

Cptn Swain: Rex> I think he already hates me. Not sure why. Barely said two words to me before that whole incident. ::Considers:: I did date his husband once. But that was, years ago.

Rhan K'hal: He's blaming me for doing what his Holy Hologram suggested on the piece of illegal equipment he asked me to broker the purchase of. :: shrugs :: Engineers, they work better with parts than people.

Hakran K'hal: They must have been expecting something to send us out there to snoop in the first place.

William Chocox: She'll protect you because I'll ask for it. And this would be, I think, the first favor I asked of her in my career.

Irene Mincine: Val> :: Turns to join the conversation now that the ship's docked. :: "Before he was married to the captain or after?"

Irene Mincine: Irene> "I wonder who knew there'd be something out there in the first place, though. I hate not knowing everything about our missions."

Rhan K'hal: :: loosens shoulders :: Thanks, that feels better already.

Cptn Swain: Rex> Before! They were broke up at the time, though, I knew as soon as I heard about him Arden was still heads over heels in love with him. I broke it off soon after. ::Considers:: Maybe he blames me for that.

Cptn Swain: Rex> But then why take me on transfer?

Rhan K'hal: So, assuming I'm not flattened by a Starfleet Steamroller once we're at station, do you want to see what 46 has available in recreation?

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> To secretly torture you, of course. ::Smirks.::

Maryse Dubois: ::Smiles.:: No problem. Hopefully this will all blow over soon. How soon till we get back to the station?

Irene Mincine: Val> "I think I came in on the same transfer. I hope he wasn't torturing me, too."

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> +Swain+ Captain, we've docked. Engineering teams have come aboard to help sort out our core.

Maryse Dubois: And yeah, I would definitely love to get out of here for a while.

Hakran K'hal: Me either. I never had to worry about this on the Copernicus.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ens Reynolds> I hope it doesn't come to that. ::Still looking miserably at the screen.::

Cptn Swain: Rex> Fair.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::He swiveled to peer at Val.:: Why, did you date the Captain's husband, as well?

Indaura Ryssan: Open spaces Doctor Dubois?

William Chocox: Well, we'll see what happens.

Rhan K'hal: :: checks his padd :: We've docked, but they haven't released any personnel leave orders.

Cptn Swain: +Stanton+ Understood. I think, given our last leave was only a few weeks ago the crew can manage. I want some readiness drills and training. All senior and junior officers are to complete Starfleet First Contact Protocols, and Engineering and Operations are to complete Starfleet Basic Trainings on Alien Technology.

Maryse Dubois: Ah. I didn't realize we were so close. ::Looks to Indaura.:: Just need some fresh air, so to speak.

Irene Mincine: Val> "What, when pilots like me had a life expectancy of 6 weeks during the war?" :: Hmphs. :: "I nailed everything that moved. Emotions just get in the way."

Cptn Swain: +Stanton+ Enlisted personnel may have limited leave at the discretion of their department NCO's.

Rhan K'hal: Ens Obee> :: reels his jaw back in ::

Irene Mincine: Irene> "Well, now you're King of Science. And I guess I'm the 9 of Hearts of Science. Ah, maybe we'll get a little leave. My Day of Ascension's coming up, it'd be nice to spend it on a starbase instead of limping around the galaxy."

Cptn Swain: +Stanton+ I trust you can see to the arrangements, Commander?

Hakran K'hal: Interesting analogy.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> +Swain+ Of course, Captain. Stanton out.

Cptn Swain: Rex> ::Groans::

Rhan K'hal: I'm starting to realize how much I miss being on a planet.

Irene Mincine: Irene> "I had to think on the spot, you know."

Maryse Dubois: With as much as I've traveled, I don't know if I could get stuck on one planet for an extended amount of time.

William Chocox: Where are those engineers?

William Chocox: ::looks around::

Hakran K'hal: :: sits back :: Well, I suppose we might as well wrap this and send it to the Captain, we're not getting anything more done with it.

Irene Mincine: Irene> "Yeah, let's get out of this office. I want to get off this ship for a few hours."

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Glances at Rex with a grin.:: I told you. Spread the word. No leave for officers. And begin those drills.

Cptn Swain: Rex> ::Glumly:: Yes, sir. But you get to be the one to tell engineering and ::thumbs:: K'hal about their training.

Irene Mincine: Val> :: Unhappily, to Stanton. :: "Oh, come on... I need the starbase's facilities to look at my screwed up arm."

Hakran K'hal: Having absorbed some of Rhan's pessimism, I'm not so sure we'll get much of any time off.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::He rose from his seat to fetch himself a drink, throwing Val a glance as he passed.:: If you need medical leave, get permission from Dr. Dubois before visiting station medical.

Cptn Swain: Rex> ::begins putting together the notice to department heads about the impending training and drills, sure that it will spread like wildfire::

Rhan K'hal: Ens Obee> :: sends a note to Rhan about it ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Station engineering> ::Arrives with a buttload of equipment and a scowl.:: Who is in charge down here?

Rhan K'hal: :: padd beeps :: What now?

William Chocox: ::raises his hand:: over here.

Rhan K'hal: :: pulls it out, reads the note from Ken ::

Irene Mincine: :: Val nods. :: "Permission to seek permission to seek medical leave, sir."

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Station engineer> So... you can tell us what's going on? We heard something happened to your core. I thought this ship was brand new.

Rhan K'hal: [REDACTED]

William Chocox: We had an incident and there's an encrypted file on our core that we can't get rid of.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Nods to Val.:: Of course.

Irene Mincine: Irene> :: Stands up out of her roller chair and stretches out her back. :: "I'm sure we'll get *something*. They're understanding. Let's get this to whoever needs it."

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Makes himself a cup of strong coffee and returns to his seat to begin crafting a missive to those that need proper training.::

Irene Mincine: Val> "Thanks, Boss." :: She makes for the turbolift. ::

Hakran K'hal: :: transfers the file just as the message from Rex beeps in ::

Hakran K'hal: What have we here?

Maryse Dubois: ::Glances at Rhan.:: That bad huh?

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Station engineer> What sort of encrypted file? Who put it there? ::He gestures for his crew to start setting up their equipment, and they soon take over the department.::

Hakran K'hal: All senior and junior officers to complete first contact protocols.

Irene Mincine: Irene> :: Incredulous. :: "You gotta be kidding. You mean I'm going to spend my Day of Ascension in a classroom going over _protocol_?"

William Chocox: A big sort of encrypted file. It got put there as the result of a science experiment gone wrong.

Rhan K'hal: They're gonna make all officers do first contact protocols, except for operations and engineering. We get to do basic training on alien technology. So I'm going to be sitting around on my butt being bored.

Cptn Swain: Yudrin> ::Looks at Irene:: Maybe if you hadn't sold the Captain's bandana collection.

Irene Mincine: Irene> "I didn't touch his bandanas!" :: She accentuates this point by banging her fist on a plastic panel, which collapses for a second and then pops back out like a car door. ::

Hakran K'hal: :: tuts ::

Maryse Dubois: Oh lovely...

Hakran K'hal: :: Yudrin :: You get extra training for walking into my office without knocking first.

Irene Mincine: :: Val arrives in sickbay, going up to the nearest orderly. :: "Dr. Dubois available?"

Maryse Dubois: ::Notices Val and waves her over.::

Cptn Swain: Yudrin> ::smirks:: That's fine. ::hands him a PADD::: I thought you'd want to see this though. Looks like Captain Swain was also looking into the data and left some crumbs behind.

Rhan K'hal: :: ear swivel :: You're going to be occupied in a moment, so I'll skedaddle. I guess let's at least try to catch dinner. I'll have to go sort out the rest of Operations.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Station engineer> That is supremely unhelpful. You don't know the exact source? ::Plugging in a billion types of diagnostic devices.::

Maryse Dubois: ::Nods.:: Try to get along with Engineering.

Irene Mincine: "Sir?" :: Looking to Hakran. :: "What's in there?"

Rhan K'hal: The only one I have a grudge against has spots and is inside my computer.

William Chocox: The less you know about the source the less trouble you'll get in.

Hakran K'hal: :: takes the padd and looks through it ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Smirking to himself, he read over his missive as he sent a cup of coffee before sending it on its way.::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ACTION>   All senior and junior officers receive a task to complete Starfleet First Contact Protocols by the end of the day. Additionally, Engineering and Operations are to complete Starfleet Basic Trainings on Alien Technology. Also by the end of the day.

Rhan K'hal: :: waves at Val as he passes on his way out of sickbay ::

Irene Mincine: Val> :: Returns Rhan's wave and approaches Maryse. :: "Ah, good. I just need clearance for some medical leave. My synthetic arm has been acting up, imprecise movements, tremors, stuff like that. I wanted to get the station to take a look at it. They have specialist cyberneticists there."

William Chocox: ::looks at his PADD:: Aren't these mutually exclusive? They're both 8 hour classes.

Irene Mincine: :: Irene looks at her padd and sighs. :: "Well, that's official..."

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Station engineer> ::Throws Will a shocked look, but mutters to himself and settles down at one of the stations to start getting a look at the encryption.::

Maryse Dubois: ::Nods, picking up her PADD. She begins inputting orders.:: At least someone will be able to get off this ship. ::Makes a couple more taps.:: All done.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ens Reynolds> ::Disappeared almost the moment that station engineering arrived to take over.::

Hakran K'hal: :: also gets that message :: Son of a Venelian swamp monkey. I guess we'll get to the new data after we get done with our homework.

William Chocox: ::looks over at the Engineer:: Do you have something you want to say?

Indaura Ryssan: : Looks at her padd ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Station engineer> ::Hotly at Will, though he didn't glance up from the console.:: Several things, in fact, but best not to say them where recording devices might be present.

Irene Mincine: :: Val pulls her padd out of the pocket of her uniform pants and promptly drops it on the floor. :: "Yeah, see what I mean?" :: She picks it up with her other, human arm. :: "Saved by the permission slip. Thanks, doctor."

Cptn Swain: << 2 minute warning >>

Rhan K'hal: :: calls up the Trill Chief Petty Officer Yedraun Dirraan to relieve Obee on the bridge so the Ensign can do his assignment ::

Maryse Dubois: No problem. Don't come back too early, or they might make you take the classes as well.

Irene Mincine: Irene> "At least they're distance learning classes. I can do it in the science library."

William Chocox: Well good day to you too. I'll make sure to not stop by when my transfer orders come through. Reynolds, we have homework to do. Go get yours done. ::goes into his office::

Irene Mincine: Val> "Oh, you know how doctors make you wait and wait..." :: With a smirk. ::

Cptn Swain: << They have zoom, but don't tempt me to make everyone go to an in person holo lecture >>

Maryse Dubois: ::Smiles:: Hurry up and get out of here.

Irene Mincine: :: Val hurries out of sickbay and logs herself as on medical leave before she can get dragged to a class. She rushes onto the station through a docking port. ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ens Reynolds> ::Slinks around the corner to join Will in the engineering lab.:: We should make that hologram take the class, too. ::Grumbling.::

 

Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM

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