USS Excalibur Sim Log - 07.26.20

[Cdr Miranda Hawthorne 0]

MISSION BRIEF: Excalibur is in orbit of Tolen IV where they have been hosting a diplomatic reception ahead of further diplomatic talks on the planet between the government and separatists -- however, William, Maryse, Irene Rex, and Indura have been pulled out of the reception suddenly for a briefing.

 

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

 

William Chocox: ::walks into the anteroom, wondering why they've been secreted out of the reception:: (m)I hope it wasn't about the canapés.

Irene Mincine: :: Irene finds her way into the anteroom. :: "I didn't drink anything but water and mint tea, okay?"

Cptn Swain: Rex>. ::Frowns:: What now

Indaura Ryssan: :: Enters the room, thinking if it's not one thing it's another ::

Maryse Dubois: ::Steps into the room as well.:: Boring party anyways.

William Chocox: ::aside to Irene:: I only had synthetic alcohol.

Cptn Swain: ::Asher entered, frowning deeply:

William Chocox: Captain on deck?

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Jalen followed the crew out of the reception as soon as he could break free, trailing after Swain. Like the Captain, his expression was pensive.::

Maryse Dubois: Are you questioning that he is the captain?

Irene Mincine: :: Irene sees their expressions and starts to look unhappy herself. :: "Did we offend our guests?"

William Chocox: More, questioning how formal this situation is. The dress whites are making it a bit incongruous.

Maryse Dubois: ::Smirks::

Cptn Swain: ::Smiles slightly:: Sorry to pull you all away from the party.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> Yes, I'm sure you were all enjoying yourselves immensely. ::Dryly::

William Chocox: What's going on sir? Neither you nor Commander Stanton look like this is a good thing.

Cptn Swain: A little over an hour ago we received a coded transmission from Starfleet.

William Chocox: And whatever it was that hologram of Commander Admiran started it.

William Chocox: Oh.

Indaura Ryssan: :: Listens ::

Cptn Swain: Earlier this week a Starfleet Science team missed their check in. It's now been. 72 hours.

Irene Mincine: :: Oh. Irene seems relieved that it wasn't her fault. :: "About what, sir?"

Cptn Swain: Starfleet is concerned that something has happened to them.

Maryse Dubois: And I imagine you are telling us this is because we are the closest ship?

Indaura Ryssan: What kind of science were the performing?

Cptn Swain: Correct, but we can't leave with the diplomatic situation so delicate -- it was an archeological dig -- in the Neutral Zone.

Irene Mincine: :: Irene looked intrigued. :: "Why were we... I suppose you can't tell us why they were there?"

William Chocox: ::blinks:: Come again?

Cptn Swain: My understand was we had permission from the Romulan government -- despite recent tensiions.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> But I'm sure we all know how fickle certain... agreements can be. ::He sighed.::

Indaura Ryssan: Any information on what they were digging up would be helpful.

Maryse Dubois: I see. Do we have much information? Like was this a joint operation, or was just Startfleet present?

Irene Mincine: "Do we have permission from them to go after our team?"

Cptn Swain: ::Sips from a glass of synthale:: Just Starfleet. The Romulan government has offered to send a search team themselves, but ... Starfleet wants us to look into it.

Cptn Swain: ::Looks at Jalen::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::He nodded slightly.:: The Romulans know that we're going to be there, though we do not yet know if they will send anyone to join us.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> Starfleet believes we should handle it ourselves, though there is something to be said for how a joint effort would look to the rest of the universe.

Maryse Dubois: Oh someone will be there. Whether they reveal themselves will be the question.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::He pointed at Maryse.:: Exactly. In either case, we'll be watched.

William Chocox: ::raises hand:: Are we going to have to take the Miranda-Class again?

Maryse Dubois: ::Grimaces::

Cptn Swain: ::Snorts:: No. You'll be taking a shuttle,

Irene Mincine: "How far of a trip is it?"

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> The Captain's yacht is nicely outfitted, I hear. ::Slight smirk in Swain's direction.::

Indaura Ryssan: How many of us are going>?

Cptn Swain: It hasn't been taken on a proper shakedown, I suppose.

Cptn Swain: Rex> Guess everyone but the Captain and... Commander?

William Chocox: I imagine the... ::does a quick count of non-command staff:: five of us?

Indaura Ryssan: Sounds like we need to arm up for this one.

Irene Mincine: "Kind of an odd away team, isn't it?" :: She looks around the room. ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> You'll be leading the team. ::With a nod to Rex.:: The Captain and I are needed here for the delegation meetings. ::He sighed.:: Chocox, take another engineer with you. If their ship and communications were damaged, you're going to need the additional help.

William Chocox: I'll let Reynolds know.

Cptn Swain: Rex> I'll make sure Talbot is up to speed on the planetary security protocols. When do we leave?

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> As soon as you're all prepared. I want you gone within the hour. You'll need to take at least a couple more security officers with you, as well. With luck, you won't need them, but better to be safe.

William Chocox: How big is this shuttle?

Cptn Swain: Rex> ::Nods:: And can we get any more information on what the team was doing ::looks to Irene::

Cptn Swain: The Yacht is more of a runabout isn't it. ::Grins::

William Chocox: (m)Still hot bunking.

Irene Mincine: :: Shrugs. :: "Can't have an away team without a scientist."

Cptn Swain: Commander Stanton will have everything we have transferred to the runabout.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> Not much of one, anyhow. ::Giving Irene a long look that clearly said 'stay out of trouble'.::

Cptn Swain: Well, if you'll excuse me. I don't want to keep our guests waiting. Good luck.

Irene Mincine: :: Irene looks a little guilty. :: "I'll be down there right away."

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Cdr Jalen Stanton> ::Gives Swain another nod as he exits and turns to peer at the group.:: We don't know what you'll be facing out there, so prepare for the worst. Get what you need and get to the shuttle as soon as possible.

William Chocox: Aye sir.

Irene Mincine: "Yessir." :: She looked to the rest of the group. :: "Shall we?"

William Chocox: Yes we shall. Anyone seen Reynolds around?

Cptn Swain: Rex> So much for the diplomatic junket. Can we take some of the buffet with us in to go boxes?

William Chocox: Isn't that a bit...gauche?

Irene Mincine: "The replicators can make canapés, sir."

Cptn Swain: Rex> ::Considers a joke::

Indaura Ryssan: Wish I knew the mental expectations of this mission.

William Chocox: Don't die.

Cptn Swain: Well -- everyone you've got an hour. Then I expect everyone to be in the launch bay.

Maryse Dubois: ::Nods, leaving to go get ready.::

Irene Mincine: ::Changing out of our dress whites and grabbing our phasers.::

Maryse Dubois: ((I need to take off. Early morning awaits. night night))

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: (( Night, Doc.))

William Chocox: ::walks out and heads for his quarters to get changed before going to Engineering to get his stuff:: +Reynolds+ Ensign Reynolds, this is Lieutenant Chocox, I need you ready for an away mission in one hour.

Cptn Swain: << 3 minute warning >>

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ens Reynolds> ::Turns an unhealthy shade of white at the message.:: +Chocox+ S-sir? W-hat? I've got diagnostics running...

Indaura Ryssan: This will be great. I love living close to others.

William Chocox: +Reynolds+ Those things run themselves. Have another ensign take over, we're going on an adventure!

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: (( Chocox loves to snuggle ))

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ens Reynolds> Nooooooooo....

Cptn Swain: << Is that an artifact from Irene being in his brain for a while >>

Cptn Swain: << Ithene* >>

Irene Mincine: (( ! ))

William Chocox: ((What a time.))

William Chocox: +Reynolds+ One hour Reynolds.

Cptn Swain: << Maybe that's why Tandaris liked him so much... *cackles* >>

Irene Mincine: :: Irene disappears off to her quarters to change back into a regular uniform. :: "Adventure time, adventure tiiiiiiime..."

Cptn Swain: ...AND...

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Ens Reynolds> ::His life was over, surely. The universe hated him. He put his head on his desk, mumbling into his comm.:: +Chocox+ Aye, sir.

 

Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM

Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM

Cptn Swain: PAUSE SIM