USS Manticore, 01/01/24, 10:00 PM ET

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USS Manticore - Mondays 10 ET - Command Staff: Captain McFly, Kansas Kenickie

Between 1/1/2024 9:05 PM and 1/1/2024 10:08 PM

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= USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1251, STARDATE 52401.01 = starfleet

= The new Manticore-B was set to receive her new PK module after a lengthy shakedown cruise but module was intercepted on its way to Starbase -REDACTED-. Manticore has been sent in to investigate. Meanwhile, Kansas has been reassigned to Presidential security and during a diplomatic conference on the moon she thwarted an assassination attempt. However, no one knows who he was or how he snuck inside. Faldek and Gila are now a year into an undercover assignment on Cardassia. The purpose of which the crew has not been notified of. They've met up with Edvenent to search for -REDACTED-. However, Cardassian command has seen fit for them to be sent to new assignments and disrupting their undercover mission. Faldek is on a new Dominion shipyard. Gila is at an outpost turned medical facility. And Edvenent is in Cardassia's main military intelligence complex. = starfleet

= END USS MANTICORE BRIEFING #1251, STARDATE 52401.01 = starfleet

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((TBS was two hours))

:::Just finishing up talking to the CSI Peeps::

::back at Science II up on the bridge, after checking the cetacean crew at CetOPS::

:: Still at Ops, where he has been the whole two hours ::

ACTION> MANTICORE DROPS OUT OF WARP WHERE THE CONVOY HAULING THEIR MODULE WAS LAST LOCATED

::Leaning over the chair for Science-1, looking at something on the screen::

SFI Borsh> :: scrambling in response to what Security Officer Ryan disclosed in an interview ::

We're at our location..

Full scans.

:::Nods to Ryan:: Lets get the Big Boss off this rock

::begins scanning::

:: Walking through an area in the Intel Complex, checking through paperwork ::

:: Begins scanning as well ::

::Scanning the area of space::

:: Looks up from Ops :: Captain, there is nothing there..

Ryan ( moon) > Kenickie, I mentioned in my interview with SFI the beam in I witnessed...SFI literally dropped what he was doing when I told him about it...asked if I was sure..and then went off in a hurry.

::looks at Harnett:: Well that's not good.

Good Job

::in his guest quarters, really wanting to know what was behind that door. Decides to see if he can find a different way in, brings up the schematics for the shipyard::

::moves to another console and begins tapping:: Maybe a warp signal or subspace wake..? (edited)

:: Looks down at his console ::

James Ryan (Moon)> My guess is he is off to Moonbase control..to gather records. That is going to keep him busy a while Imagin.

That's weird. Hit max power to long range sensors. Let's go for a wide radius.

:: oversees engineering ::

::monitoring things in Cetacean OPS::

:: Nods and taps away :: Full power to long range sensors... radius set to the widest the sensor arrays can handle, scanning.

::shakes his head:: They couldn't have just vanished!

Lets get to the Prez and get him to his yacht

James Ryan (Moon)> Understood. :: walks with Kansas ::

:: Continues his work, organizing paperwork, snooping as he goes ::

::Turns his head over his shoulder:: A very long time ago, someone on Earth from "French" commented that every contact leaves a trace. There must be something....

I'm picking up a faint warp signal originating from 60 degrees north west of us and extending to space beyond. There's some Federation signatures, mixed with unknown non-federation signatures.

::looks at Bren:: That's the hope Commander.

::Glances at Ryan:: I don't get how that guy's head just smooshed so easy

::taps on his console, to the area Annika stated::

:: Raised an eyebrow at Bren's comment :: I think you mean, France... Commander.

James Ryan ( Moon) > Smooshed Ma'am?

France, is it? Thank you, Pilot.

it just cracked so easy

Cheers to Bren! His optimism found us a lead... That and modern technology.

:: Looks to the same area on his sensor readings ::

::looks at Bren:: That was Lt Harnett sir.

SANCHEZ! Set a course for the direction of those sensor readings. (edited)

I didn't put my full force into it and crack- egg all over

::plots course:: Plotted. On your mark Captain.

Engage

::engages::

Maybe I need some caffeine.... sorry, Pilot, Harnett ((Maybe I really do, I misread the lines lol))

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James Ryan (Moon)> Perhaps you underestimate your own strength maybe? I mean you chased him down a long way...Adrenaline?

:: working ::

::continues to run scans as we approach::

maybe

:: Keeps an eye on the readings :: It is fine, Commander.

::Enters the docking port::

James Ryan (Moon)> CSI would of let you know if they guy was something not what he appeared right?

ACTION> JUST A SHORT HOP OVER AND MANTICORE ARRIVES TO A MESS OF DEBRIS AND A SMALL TOWING VESSEL FLOATING IN SPACE

::all stop:: All stop.

:: Scans the debris and the towing vessel ::

:: taps console ::

I am going to bother the crap out of them until they do

::is escorted to his private shuttle and takes a seat::

:::Enters the Shuttle:: Sir

James Ryan (Moon)> May I express a concern I have ? :: pauses ::

::analyzes the debris field::

::leans forward in his chair towards the screen:: Something nasty happened here, folks.

::finds another access point into the secure area and transfers it to his PADD:: Let's go see what they're hiding...

::looking at McFly:: Don't fall.

:: Looks up at the view on the screen :: Indeed..

Looks Federation...

::scanning for weapons signatures::

James Ryan ( Moon )> :: enters shuttle :: Ma'am you have a moment?

:::Steps over::Sure thing

::tap, tap, tappity tap::

:: Still snooping as he moves to another area to sort paperwork ::

Mr Harnett, check if anyone's alive over there.

::shakes his head::

Pilot, what are you reading?

:: Taps away :: Scanning for lifeforms, Captain.

:: does a lot of looking at the facility, but does not want to ask the wrong questions::

Looks like a bunch of spaacce yunk

James Ryan (Moon)> ::exhales :: The assasin beamed in. What if there is a ship involved?

::looking over his scans:: Weapons signature unknown.

jammers were up... maybe it was in internal transport?

:: Looks up after scanning :: No one is alive over there...

I would hope not, that ship has been shot to hell and back.

James Ryan (Moon) > :: knows Kansas has served on a Starship...while he is more of a ground pounder. He defers to her judgement. I suppose so. Those Jammers are supposed to prevent Ship to planet transports right?

::heads off to another entry point::

::checking:: There's also the saber and Akira class ships out there.

they are

James Ryan (Moon)> Pardon this Marine sir...:: smiles :: Let's get the President home.

::looks at the view screen::

I will have the security team check the doom for transports

::looks at McFly:: If I may sir...

::Takes a seat:: Good thinking Ryan

And you're not getting any good weapon sigs? Sure would take a lot to shred three ships like that.

"I should have left you with my parents Violet.. space is dangerous. This ship... Is dangerous."

::waits for Pilot's question::

::scans the ships:: No power on the ship, initial scans looks like it was hit by some sort of EMP.

Operations, can you magnify section J6 please?

:: inspects a tray of ketracel white ::

::Taps away at Ops as he looks at the view screen :: (w) What a waste...

I can't detect any lifesigns at the moment, but it could there could be potential interference from the remnants of the EM pulse

:: Zooms in on section J6 ::

::Pokes console:: you ready to go Sir, looks at the Presentent::

James Ryan (Moon) > :: sits on crew bench next to the President's cabin door ::

::works with the cetaceans to boost power to sensors::

::gets up and walks up the ramp:: Or more than likely, they're just dead.

Is that a registry number on that wreckage?

::walks over to Bren:: What are you thinking, Commander?

I can see a partial reg on one piece.

::moves around from the Tactical Station and towards Helm/ops area::

::Sifting through energy readings:: Honestly, my brain is locked on the less technical elements of this. How did they know this ship was going to carry this cargo, this time/place....

:: Looks at the zoom in ::

:: Has not found anything, still working away ::

::looks intently at the screen::

Those are all very good questions ::he says while keeping his eyes locked on the screen looking at what Pilot is pointing out::

::approaches the door, then spots the security personnel::

:: looks at the new upgraded cores...quite happy about the power boost they provide compared to the A ::

:::Taps console and departs from the Moon::

James Ryan ( Moon) > :: not a pilot ::

:: looks at the quality assertion of the white ::

::highlights a few odd energy 'echoes' on his screen::

:: Looks up at Pilot, watching as he looks at the screen ::

They used something... odd. ::unintentionally pauses while thinking::

James Ryan ( Moon) > :: takes a seat in the Co-pilot's chair :: President is secure Ma'am ::

Security> Halt! This is a restricted area, who are you?

Reduce magnification. Maybe I am just thinking too hard about this.

perfect

::turns and heads back to Tactical::

I am Gul Khott, Bureau of Competence and Duty, I am on an active investigation.

:: Reduces magnification, then he gets a beep from his sensor scans :: Captain, I am picking up three bodies on the tow vessel...

There are traces of some kind of... energy weapon? used nearby... I can't quite make sense of this. Something they build in their grandpa's docking bay?

::turns:: Deceased?

:: Nods :: Yes, sir.

Security> You tried to gain access to this area earlier, according to our reports. Why are you trying to gain access again?

James Ryan ( Moon )> You Miss Fleet Ma`am?

+Sven+ Let's see if we can try more of this puzzle together.

Estimating the original energy levels, they are all distinctly harmonics of high energy frequencies used... in phaser banks. That's some very high frequency indeed... and phaser fire doesn't linger like this....

::Adjusts pitch and heads back to Earth::

Oh this is the same area?

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yes, I miss the action

Security> We have orders to escort you to the station commander for repeated attempts to gain access. Please follow me.

I guess we need those bodies?

::to Inga:: Come on stinky, let's shake a fin. ::gets to work analyzing the wreckages::

Ah, ok. ::follows the security officer::

:: Seems there are quality issues on this side of the wormhole::

I miss the chase

Beam the bodies to sickbay. Have Tevek give them a once over.

9:37 PM

::looks over at Bren:: So you're thinking these ships were chopped together? That's an interesting idea.

James Ryan (Moon)> Enlisting in Presidential Security probably saved my life...:: pauses ::

Hmm.

:: Nods, locking onto the bodies and beaming them to sickbay, informing Tevek as well ::

The weapon, at least. Or its something specially built by a government, blackops, ambitious Ferengi, etc etc.

That would explain the unknown weapons signature... ::to Bren & McFly::

I was told this was a golden pass... a job everyone security officer wants'

Kansas Kenickie (Moon)

I was told this was a golden pass... a job everyone security officer wants'

((I'd rather be in command of SF Security.)) (edited)

James Ryan ( Moon)> The Jem' Hadar have taken a lot of Marines lives...I had no Idea when I enlisted before the war, it was going to be this bad.

9:39 PM

James Ryan ( Moon)> I don't view it as a golden pass. Just another means to fullfill duty.

fighting the Jem'Hadar sounds like a good fight

:: Looks up :: Transport complete, Dr. Tevek has been informed, sir.

::Walks over to the replicator but pauses halfway:: Pardon, what is that drink you are often replicating while on duty?

::looks at Bren:: Raktajino.

::is led up to the CO's office, enters::

What is it like? I need a pick-me-up...

It has plenty of pick me up..

James Ryan (Moon)> :: looks to Kansas :: I suppose, if you were looking for a fight. But I've visited a few buddies on the mend in the hospital they are ...suicidal in their fighting ....from what my old friends have told me. I

Shipyard CO> Why do you try to keep gaining access into restricted areas?

I trained to hard to be an escourt

James Ryan (Moon)> Sometimes I wonder if I should go back... But that would throw away...years of training I have had....as you just mentioned.

Its a blend of Qonos grown beans.. I've heard they remind humans of chocolate.

9:43 PM

Klingon coffee pretty much.

Thank you ::walks to the replicator:: One raktajino, please. ::Hears a little beep:: Oh, uh... iced I suppose

It's not like I'm trying to gain access specifically, I am on an active investigation involving one of your junior officers.

James Ryan (Moon)> I will give you one thing. The food is definitely better. :: grins briefly ::

field rations aren't so bad (edited)

Coffee might not be a bad idea. I take it we'll be at this for a while.

::looks at McFly:: I'll get a carafe. We can share.

::Takes a tiny sip in case it's potent, so he doesn't cough and spit everywhere. A small sip. A medium sip. Then Bren starts drinking it in gulps:: Huh, this... I thought it would be a lot more bitter

James Ryan (Moon)> :: looks at Earth Closing in ::

It's Klingon, isn't it? Are they actually allowed to enjoy their coffee??

::looks at McFly:: You want coffee or Klingon Coffee?

:::Lands the shuttle:::

Not like, sharing with two straws or anything right?

::performing a detailed scan of the wreckage, and the trailing warp signature she detected earlier, isolating the Federation signatures from the non-Federation ones::

Shipyard CO> Ah yes, I reported the problem with Glinn Gork yesterday. You guys work quick. However he does not work in that area. You have access to all the areas you need to see, the next time I'll be reporting you.

::hears Bren and looks:: Can't kill, if you can't keep your eyes open.

Let's see if we can't find a correlation with the non-Fed warp signatures, ::cross checks with known species' ship signatures::

Understood. May I return to my investigation?

::shakes his head at McFly's question, stifling a laugh:: You get your own mug. We will have a pitcher.

:::Pops the hatch::

:: Finishes up and moves down the corridor, moving through more files ::

Shipyard CO> Of course, you can leave.

Oh ok. Whichever is fine. As long as it keeps my eyes open.

James Ryan ( Moon) > :: steps outside the shuttle instantly surveying the scene...his bulk...ready to block any attack at the door ::

::not noticing Annika is the only one working on the bridge::

::working with Inga and the dolphins to isolate the warp signatures::

::walks over to the replicator:: Carafe, Raktajino with bridge safe mugs.

:::waits for the Prez, not knowing if he is on the Comm or Potty::

:: Is still working at Ops ::

::nods and turns, leaving the office, disappointed, but not visibly:: (m) I guess I'll have to find another less abvious way in...

This work is maddening! I should be testing a new acidic serum on live test subject not doing an engineers job!

::moves with a tray with the pitcher and mugs to McFly, offering:: See no straws.

::heads back to his guest quarters, looking up the schematics again::

Where's an engineering beluga when you need one?

::grabs his mug:: Appreciated. ::takes his sip:: This is pretty good.

( do I need scuba gear ...lol )

:: Taps away ::

::Notes the other security people outside the shuttle;:

Aw, cheer up darlin. We do what's needed. Sometimes a lil' this, sometimes a lil' that.

James Ryan > :: looks around surveying those around the shuttle ::

::Gets a second raktajino, iced, this time with a little bit of chocolate syrup added, and seems a bit happy as he walks back to Science-1::

::sats it down on a nearby table:: grabbing a mug for himself::

:: notes on the Master Ship Systems Display all the new friendly space given to the Cetaceans team. ::

::moving back to Tactical, strategizing in case we have to use a little more than ship to ship force to retrieve the module::

what would the hoomans do without us?

::stores the route he wants to take in his PADD, encrypted. Continues his investigation into the Glinn::

One day I hope to find out.

::gets something back from CetoPS:: Looks like we got something, the Cetaceans and I have isolated the warp signatures. It's not like anything we encountered before, but we noticed a distinct warp trail, it's faint but I think we can track it.

:: recalls she had to receive underwater repair training to when it was revealed Manticore would be hosting Cetaceans ::

Ja, that would be fun to see those flesh bags squirm.

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::walks over to Annika's console:: And you're sure this is from the other ship?

:::Escourts the Prez out of the Shuttle, lkeeps close::

James Ryan > :: walks with Kansas and the President ::

::hears Annika:: Thank goodness for C-OPs.

Yes, it is... I still can't quite put my finger on it, but it's a distinct warp pattern when you scan it against anything else we've encountered.... you can see the divergent wave form here. ::shows it on her screen::

:: Moves to the empty office of the Complexes CO, and starts digging, finding something important :: Oh.... this...

::climbs out of the shuttle; walks and talks with a couple of aides before reaching his residence::

Ha! Pay dirt... you were clever, but not more clever than I... ::finding the information the Glinn was stealing, and planned on giving to the Ferengi for a nice payday and a defection:: You're being a bad boy... had you been wanting to give it to Starfleet, I might have found nothing...

:: Taps away at Ops ::

::sips his drink::

( I have to jet folks...have a great night Happy New Year! )

((Night Callista))

Damn, I really need to find out what's behind those doors... ::starts up writing his report and filing the paperwork to arrest Glinn Gork::

::looks in close; has to squint to really understand what it is:: Alright, that's as good of a lead as we have. Send the sensor configuration over to Sanchez.

10:01 PM

Ensign, follow the trail when you get it.

::nods:: Will do. I'll forward them over ::does so, sending them to Sanchez::

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KK, komments

Nice work everyone, happy 2024

By the way, I totally forgot to have people check if they can get the computer back up and running from the tow ship.

Oh well, couldn't have possibly been anything worth recovering right?

lol

::Paused::

TBS will be about half an hour. Manticore will still be at warp, KK will be obsessing over recent events and Edvenent is gonna wanna tell someone what he just found.

10:05 PM

Questions or comments?

Lotto numbers?

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let's see, I think I have a fortune cookie around here somewhere.

10:06 PM

If nothing then let's give three "we'll wait and see's" for 2024!... Hip hip, We'll wait and see!... DISMISSED!!!

Goodnight and good week all yall

07,18,23,28,31,48 bonus: 44

Happy New Year yall!

See ya next week!

NIte nite Peeps

10:07 PM

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