[19:35] LCARS, let's dance! Err... [19:35] I mean... [19:35] LCARS, let's go. * CoroLCARS ACTION:: 12********** CRXO_Cash has called: ATTENTION ON DECK ********** [19:35] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-63100 =/\= Sim in progress! ' [19:35] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [19:36] *** OlArmy is now known as ENtc_Wallace [19:36] ::attn:: [19:36] ::attn:: [19:36] *** Delany is now known as LJop_Riley <<::grins and reminds himself to add that method for starting up the sim::>> [19:36] ::attn:: [19:36] ::attn:: [19:36] ::attn:: [19:36] ::attn:: [19:36] 12..... 6At Attention 12..... [19:36] :stands at the lagged ready:: [19:36] << LOL RJ >> Alrighty, welcome everyone! :) Here's the typical long part 3 briefing... [19:37] *** Juliet is now known as CRHM_Hanson Wrong character yet again, Juliet. [19:37] he he he [19:37] *** MousePaint is now known as Mouse 12Stardate 51580.9: "Momento Mori," part 3, by Jester, with concepts from RJ. [19:37] *Psst* Lehman, what the Hell are you doing? 12SUMMARY: Mission accomplished... or is it? The plot thickens. [19:37] <> [19:37] *** CRHM_Hanson is now known as CRHM_Lehman [19:37] hehehehe 12Task Force 2.7 has successfully rendezvoused with the Camelynian Quest Fleet, and with their help, destroyed the two Dominion patrols in the sector. While the ships of the task force effect repairs, Aldur, DuLac, and Wallace beamed to the primary Camelynian fighter carrier for a discussion of the situation with Lan's father, Sir Reginald DuLac. 12Upon returning to the ship, Wallace reported that Aldur spent more than an hour briefing the elder DuLac on his brother's death and the request of several of the key Camelynian nobility that he return home. Sir Reginald was extremely reluctant, stating that his oaths, and those of the nobles that had followed him on the Quest, require that they complete it. 12At that point, the younger DuLac asked for a few minutes with his father alone, to "discuss certain matters that doth pertain greatly to the issues upon which we ponder." When Aldur and Wallace returned, Sir Reginald was, surprisingly, prepared to lead the Quest Fleet home. Nobody knows what Lan said to his father to get him to agree so quickly... 12FLEET STATUS: 3Coronado , 8Invincible , 4Spencer , 8Sullivans , 8MajQa , 3Bloodhawk . 12Color meanings: 3Minimal damage , 8Moderate damage , 4Heavy damage . [19:38] ((ACk! Nasty yellow!)) [19:38] *** Santiago (nephlyte@pm5-53.sfo.infi.net) has joined #lol- coronado [19:38] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Santiago [19:38] 12Computer recognizes Santiago. Authorization codes enabled. [19:38] 12Santiago = Lieutenant Randall Browning, Chief Medical Officer. Please ack when you've read it. :) [19:38] ack [19:38] <> ack. [19:38] *cough cough ACK* [19:38] *** Santiago is now known as LTDR_Browning [19:38] ::lowers visor:: ack [19:38] ack [19:38] ack [19:38] ack ack, cappy! Ready the mainsails and swab the poop- deck! [19:38] ack [19:38] <> [19:38] << I'm too old for this :P >> [19:39] *** Nilani (dsm@203.38.133.107) has joined #LOL-Coronado [19:39] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Nilani [19:39] 12Computer recognizes Nilani. Authorization codes enabled. [19:39] 12Nilani = Major Shane Vansen, Marine Commandant. [19:39] ack... <> [19:39] << Welcome, Santi, Nilly >> [19:39] * Mouse salutes stiffly to the newcomers [19:39] <> Any questions before we start? [19:39] no sir! [19:39] Nope! [19:39] <<::scolds the newcomers:: you're late... and outta uniform>> [19:39] No [19:39] No, sir. [19:40] nope [19:40] Have you chewed me out yet sir? =) [19:40] negative, cap [19:40] What's the cube root of 1998? [19:40] are we where we were last week [19:40] <> [19:40] :P [19:40] <<...but is Mouse?>> [19:40] Jester, are we starting where we left off last week sir? [19:40] ((I'm in my overalls 8;D)) [19:41] <> 12.5, plus or minus, Neph. [19:41] <> We're starting off about an hour after Aldur returns to the ship. [19:41] showoff! [19:41] << lol... >> [19:41] * Mouse waits at attention Aldur HAS had an opportunity to discuss certain matters of relevance with young Mr. Marshall, yes. >:) [19:41] oh, so Aldur is back on the ship....you mean I have to get up out of the CO chair now [19:41] lol [19:41] ::chuckle:: [19:42] ::looks at his watch:: we can start anytime now... LOL! If it makes you feel better, we can assume that Cash is just returning from touring the other ships in the fleet, and Aldur has been TCOB in his Ready Room, Lehman. ;) [19:43] * Mouse yawns [19:43] let's rock, sirs! Ah! One more quick item. [19:43] Don't wanna even know what TCOB stands for.... [19:43] yeah Taking Care of Business, of course. :) [19:43] I like that idea Jester....wooohooo [19:43] lol [19:43] I'm with Cyrax... One of the things that the Quest Fleet did during their little excursion was raid a Dominion prison camp. [19:43] too late... [19:43] Oh, that would've been my next guess. [19:43] *** Nilani is now known as MjMC_Vansen Among the many Federation prisoners they're returning to the Coronado tonight is one Lt. Major Vansen... [19:43] << There's an old proverb that describes the situation best, Lehman... If the shoe fits, better make sure it's yours before you put it on because it might end up stuck a few feet up your butt otherwise. >> [19:44] ::am I on board the Coronado, or on the the CSS Crusader as a liason? [19:44] <> [19:44] isn't that special... Coronado, if you please. :) Pick a random brother to act as liaison. [19:44] Why did they bring her back? ;) [19:44] ::sits in the CO chair and watches everyone do their daily routines:: [19:44] * Mouse sighs Well, they were laboring under the mistaken impression we wanted her back. ;) [19:45] ::showing Jeno the medical ropes:: Anyway, sim time. :) [19:45] woo woo! [19:45] lol Nephy :) [19:45] :) * FCCO_Aldur 12******************** SIM START ******************** [19:45] ::Sits at the Helm console, a scowl on his face:: [19:45] * Mouse scurries about busily in engineering [19:45] ::walks to TL:: [19:45] ::toddles into engineering:: [19:45] Bridge 12ACTION:: The Coronado and the rest of Task Force 2.7 prepars to get under way. [19:45] ::attends to his routine duties, but seems exceptionally energetic, and almost rushed [19:45] ::exits TL and enters bridge:: [19:45] ::sits in the CO chair and watches everyone do their daily routines:: [19:45] ::nods to Lehman::Hello [19:46] And this is Ralenthanol. ::pushes vial of green liquid into hypospray:: [19:46] ::sits down at the vacant Ops console:: [19:46] ::busy manning the TAC station:: [19:46] ::smiles at Riley:: Hello [19:46] ::appears on the transporter padd in TR1:: What the Hell's the holdup here? I waited ten minutes to beam back over... NONE of the other ships had transporter trouble, you're telling me you crackerjack engineers haven't had time to get around to everything yet?! [19:46] ::lays and just stairs:: ::exits the Ready Room:: [19:46] Jeno: Ralenthol. Got it. [19:46] We are getting a transmission from the spencer, they repaired enough of the damage to get underway. [19:46] * Mouse dumps a pile of broken parts in the parts room, grumbling [19:46] ::goes over to the big board and sees what tasks require his attention:: [19:46] ::works on a badly beaten spectre:: [19:46] man.... they sure were hard on the EPS net... ::crosses the Bridge, nodding:: Acknowledged, Riley. Tell the fleet to prepare to get underway, and get me the Crusader. [19:47] ::taps at helm console as he hums:: [19:47] Aye, sir [19:47] <> ::stops as he notes Lehman lounging in the command chair, her mind apparently on something else:: [19:47] * Mouse sits down in the middle of the floor with a tool kit and gets to work [19:47] :turns and sees mouse:: They always are. That shall be my first task then. [19:47] ::sends message to the fleet:: [19:47] ::solder solder, weld weld:: [19:47] Just tap the back of the hypo while holding it against the person's arm. [19:47] Jenolith> Got it. [19:47] Sir, we've got the Crusader on line ::waits:: [19:47] ::coordinates Quest Fleet patrols with the rest of the Task Force, being most accustomed to Camalynian protocols [19:47] I already got it, sir ::still looking at work:: I've yanked alla the old boxes and replaced'em [19:47] ::jumps up:: Uh, Captain, they have everything ready to go sir ::approaches Lehman, and taps her on the shoulder:: [19:47] I'm just patching the old ones up [19:47] :;helps Fraser in the Spectre bay, muttering to herself:: [19:48] ::wonders why the tac officer wasn't ordered to caontact the ship:: [19:48] ::grabs his tool kit and toddles off to Deck 4:: [19:48] *** Sirius (drewd@soybean-a-03.greensburg.nb.net) has joined #lol-coronado [19:48] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +o Sirius [19:48] 12Computer recognizes Sirius. Authorization and command codes enabled. [19:48] 12Sirius = Commander Stephen Sirius, Operations Manager. [19:48] ::goes over to the transporter chief and gets up in his face:: Frankly, I don't care whose ass you have to drag down here to fix it. Next time you see a primary system offline during condition green, you get a bloody good reason and send it over the com to whoever's pissed. Do you read me!? [19:48] *** CRXO_Cash was kicked by CoroLCARS (I don't care for that kind of language, CRXO_Cash. ) [19:48] *** CRXO_Cash (nephy@modem52.ils.net) has joined #LOL-Coronado [19:48] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +o CRXO_Cash [19:48] 12Computer recognizes CRXO_Cash. Authorization and command codes enabled. [19:48] ::blushes and quickly steps away from the chair:: [19:48] << LOL >> [19:48] *** Sirius is now known as ObsSirius ::nods as Lehman clears the seat and drops into it himself:: Don't get used to it, Commander. <> [19:48] *** abgiobs (Galen51@ppp54.mosquitonet.com) has joined #LOL- Coronado [19:48] ::looks at Sandra:: Are you saying something? [19:48] ::sees Sirius::Hello, Commander ::delegates Ops Console back to Sirius:: [19:48] <> [19:48] :;looks at Fraser:: no sir [19:48] ::blushes even reder:: uh, yes sir [19:48] * Mouse grumbles at one of the plug-boxes, the innards blackedned and charred. She sticks her hand inside, getting soot all over herself, and yanks out some little plastic threads [19:48] ::holds the ship steady:: [19:48] ::storms out of the TR and quickly enters the TL:: [19:48] <> [19:48] ::hears a an explosion:: [19:49] ::turns back to what she was working on:: [19:49] ::::reaches deck 4 and makes it to the damaged section:: ::nods, then chuckles:: Helm, course for Camelyn, best speed the Spencer is capable of. [19:49] ::onbserves as outlying patrol sensor data is relayed to the Tactical console [19:49] ::looks at Sandra's eyes:: You know... you have pretty eyes... [19:49] ugh.... th'plastic got burned up pretty bad [19:49] ::checks status of ship operations:: [19:49] ::watches the tac console:: [19:49] ::arrives on the bridge:: [19:49] *** Ravhawk (Ravi@dialup186-3-37.swipnet.se) has joined #LOL- Coronado [19:49] Aye sir ::taps console and sets the course:: Course set at warp 5 sir ::glances at Riley:: Crusader on line? [19:49] +taps+Bridge to Engineering, that replicator in Ten Forward is acting up again, just send anyone you can spare.... [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:49] *** Ravhawk is now known as ObsRavhawk [19:49] ::watches as Marshall sits at helm and walks over to the replicator:: [19:49] ::turns to Aldur::Yes, sir [19:49] +taps+ uh... okay, sir [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:50] ::Smiles as he hears the course order [19:50] +taps+ as soon as I finish fixin the EPS net I'll come over [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:50] ::bumps his head on the bottom of a spectre:: Ow... I don't do that offen... +com+ Coronado to Crusader, we are preparing to get underway. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:50] ::walks out and around, then down to the XO's chair and slumps down with a frustrated thud:: [19:50] ::Keeps blindfold on to stop light from hurting my eyes:: [19:50] * Mouse grumbles and gets back to work [19:50] ::cuts the plasma flow to the damaged section and re-routes the flow:: [19:50] *** Robot101 (robot101@hadesian.demon.co.uk) has joined #lol- coronado 2Crusader> +com+ We doth await thy pleasure, fair Coronado, and shall follow with all due haste. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:51] ::looks at the gashes in the conduit with some dismay:: [19:51] *** Robot101 is now known as ObsParis [19:51] ::continues with instruction, carefully avoiding the huge Alythinoth as he lumbers silently across the sickbay main ward:: [19:51] ((Uh, Cyrax, I said I already fixed the damaged EPS grid on deck 4. What essactly are you doing?)) [19:51] ::checks the status of computer core:: Helm... ::pauses for effect:: engage. [19:51] ::engages, then gets up and slumps over and into the flight operations console:: [19:51] * Mouse tosses the damaged EPS plug into a recycle bin and grabs the next one [19:51] <> [19:51] that one's dead [19:52] ::wonders why COs pause before giving an order the order to engage:: <;)> [19:52] ::finishes what she's doing and looks around for something else:: [19:52] ((8:P You just don't pay atention)) * FCCO_Aldur 12ACTION:: Coronado and the ships of task force 2.7 jump to warp... a few seconds later, the Quest Fleet takes up escort positions and follows. [19:52] ::sticks his hand out from under the Spectre:: Sandra... could you hand me the impulse regulator? [19:52] ::reroutes phaser power around a damaged EPS conduit:: [19:52] Wait, just a second. I'll be right back. [19:52] ::just sits and stairs into the blindfold:: [19:52] ::looks over to the Captain:: Suave, aren't we? ::grins slightly:: [19:52] ((Oh dear..... I shouldn't a said THAT to my senior officer.... ::sweat sweat::)) [19:52] Jenolith>Okeedoke. [19:52] ::takes her coffee out of the replicator and sips it:: [19:52] <> [19:52] ::starts going over Spectre readiness reports:: [19:52] ::gets an impulse regulator and hands it to Fraser:: ::stands up, grinning slightly:: We could all hope to have such style, XO. Conference, please. [19:52] Thanks... [19:53] * Mouse grabs the next EPS plug and shakes it about, hearing the innards rattling about inside [19:53] ::runs a duratonic sealer over the cracks:: [19:53] >sigh< Junk.... [19:53] ::tosses the plug into the recycle bin:: [19:53] ::goes over to another spectre and works on some more repairs:: [19:53] <> [19:53] Senior Staff, as per usual, I doth think... [19:53] ::takes a few moments to consider his interrupted science projects, then frowns, realizing he may have little time to attend to them for the forseeable future [19:53] ::checks power allocation:: <> [19:53] * Mouse grabs the next plug and peers inside [19:53] ::turns to small blue infant-looking alien:: Hey, Mr. Eefinnro, take the resident in hand, would you, please? [19:53] <> [19:53] ack! ::a little slug-creature leaps out at her, giving her barely enough time to jump aside:: [19:53] ::realizes what he just said and how he said it and suddenly turns an angry dark red:: *mutter mutter* ::glances at Cash, chuckling despite himself:: It's spreading... ::heads for the Conference Lounge:: [19:54] ::heads back to engineering:: [19:54] * Mouse rolls over and looks at a little slug-snake thing, who was making quite a comfortable home in the burned out EPS plug <> [19:54] ick! Whadda heck are YOU? [19:54] ::enters engineering, heading over to the big board:: [19:54] ::the slug crawls out of the parts room, out towards Cyrax 8;D:: [19:54] <> [19:54] ::walks over and takes her seat that Marshall vacated for her and smiles, glad to be where she knows what she is doing and out of the CO chair:: [19:54] ::smiles at CR Cash:: Ah, it seems thy Gramamr hath improved over time:: smiles again and makes his way to the conference room [19:54] ::Eefinnro growls three syllables and emits a sound vaguely like 'woof'.:: [19:54] Great, thanks. [19:54] * Mouse dashes out after the thing 12ACTION:: Vansen lies on a biobed under Dr. Browning's care. [19:55] ::fumes:: <> [19:55] ::highlights a task and requests more information:: [19:55] <> [19:55] ::turns and sees Vansen:: [19:55] ::goes to the back of a spectre:: Oh great... the engine thruster is shot... [19:55] How the hell'd you get here? [19:55] ::casually steps back, mashing the slug underfoot:: ::enters the Conference lounge and drops into his customary chair:: [19:55] * Mouse snatches the little greebly as it's about to jump onto Cyrax, presumably looking for lunch [19:55] +taps+ All senior officers report to the Conference Lounge immediately. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:55] ::punches up a special access code for comm system access:: [19:55] ow! [19:55] ::keeps eyes closed as I they are sensitive to light:: [19:55] ::hand gets stepped on by Cyrax [19:55] :: [19:55] ...And what's wrong with you? [19:55] *** abgiobs (Galen51@ppp54.mosquitonet.com) has left #LOL- Coronado [19:56] ::hits the spectre:: Piece of junk! [19:56] :;finishes yet another spectre and sighs:: [19:56] ::gets up from Ops Console and walks to the Conference Lounge:: [19:56] ::moves closer and touches her shoulder:: Heloo? [19:56] ::takes his seat, sitting upright and utterly attentive, even moreso than the norm:: [19:56] * Mouse pulls her hand back, rubbing her reddening knuckles [19:56] ::listens to the com:: Oh **string of curses the computer can't translate**. I have to attend this conference. [19:56] ::taps in a series of orders, transmits, and erases the log:: [19:56] ::looks at Fraser, mildly surprised:: Solo's ship was worse than that at it's best... [19:56] ::leaves engineering:: [19:56] Hey, Jenolith, here's your first customer. [19:56] * Mouse mutters as she looks down at her hand "I'll take care of Enginering, sir" [19:56] ::enters the CR sometime later:: [19:56] ::sits down:: [19:57] ::sits in his chair:: [19:57] ::grabs a padd he stowed under the TAC console:: [19:57] ::moves over to the conference room entrance discreetly and practically skulks in, very uncharacteristic of his usual wide gait:: [19:57] * Mouse sighs and moves over to the parts room again, vack to work ::waits for the rest of the senior staff to enter:: [19:57] ((back, even)) [19:57] ::accesses the proper files:: [19:57] ::quietly hums the march of valkyries:: [19:57] ::pulls up his usual seat to the right of the skipper and settles down in it:: [19:57] ::Jenolith walks carefully over, also avoiding large alien:: [19:57] ::moves over and drops into the CO's chair as the senior staff clears the bridge:: [19:57] ::stows the padd back under the console:: [19:57] Jenolith> What's the matter with her? [19:57] heh... ::looks at Sandra:: Starfleet is going to have a field day on the supplies we are going to need... [19:57] <> [19:57] That's for you to find out. <> [19:57] +taps+ Marshall to Fraser, how're the Spectre repairs coming along down there? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:57] ::turns to enter the CR:: [19:58] *** ObsRavhawk (Ravi@dialup186-3-37.swipnet.se) has left #LOL- Coronado <> [19:58] You remember how to run a scan? [19:58] ::jumps up and turns helm over to an Ens and walks into the meeting room:: ::watches Lehman as she enters:: Good of you to join us, Commander. ETA to Camelyn ? [19:58] <> [19:58] Jenolith> Yeah. [19:58] Do that first. [19:58] ::shrugs:: it probably only needs more supplies because nobody really knows how to fix the wrecked ones... [19:58] ::enters and sits down:: [19:58] ::lays not hearing much:: [19:58] Jenolith> Okay. [19:58] ::blushes:: uh, sorry sir...ETA is one week 4 days 12 hours and 32 minutes sir [19:58] +taps+ Fraser to Marshall. We have about 2/3 of them repaired... a few might be unfixable... btw... I love what you did with yours.... [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:58] * Mouse sighs and daydreams as she works. "I wonder if Wallace's gonna invite me to the holodeck again..." [19:58] ::quickly sits down [19:58] ::glares at Aldur, for no real reason:: [19:59] ::runs tricorder over Vansen:: [19:59] ::dream dream:: [19:59] ::raises eyebrow:: [19:59] ::coughs:: [19:59] ::scowls:: +taps+ Careful there Fraser, I saved all your butts out there. You all need to spend more time in the simulators before you get back out into combat [CoroLCARS SOUND] ::nods:: Thank you, Commander. ::turns to the assembled staff:: Ladies and gentlemen, Camelyn is an associate Federation member, and is significantly different from virtually any Federation member world you might be familiar with. [19:59] ::suddenly Grimaces at the ETA estimate, looking concerned [19:59] ::clears throat:: [19:59] Jenolith> Several lacerations, a broken rib... [19:59] :;walks over to one of the one's Fraser said was unfixible and starts fixing it:: [19:59] ::nods:: [19:59] ::raises an eyebrow:: [19:59] Okay, so what do you do? [20:00] Jenolith> Painkiller? As we'll likely be spending many days there, I have asked Lt. Commander DuLac to brief you on the specifics of what we're going to need to know not to give offense while there. [20:00] * Mouse looks down suddenly at her work. One of the plugs has just been drilled into by her laser torch! ::turns to DuLac:: Commander? [20:00] Don't ask. Tell. [20:00] ack! Pay attention, you! [20:00] +taps+ ::chuckles:: Marshall... you damaged 2 spectres in one battle... [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:00] ::mind wanders, thinking about Viashin Prime:: [20:00] ::stands, and begins to pace a bit as he speaks:: [20:00] ::shifts attention to DuLac:: [20:00] ::mutters:: they're gonna kick you off, the rate you're going [20:00] ::rubs his chin, which seems to perpetually grow short bluish gray beard stubble to give him that rugged marine look:: [20:00] ((ooh, macho 8:P)) [20:00] ::looks at Sandra:: what are you doing? [20:00] ::looks at Lan and wonders how different they are from him:: [20:00] Thou shalt be treated with all due courtesy, let me make that most clear. [20:00] ::eyes instinctively focus on DuLac's motion:: [20:00] *** SRSL_Wong (AlphaEye@206-18-113-29.la.inreach.net) has joined #LOL-Coronado [20:00] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v SRSL_Wong [20:00] 12Computer recognizes SRSL_Wong. Authorization codes enabled. [20:00] You are a doctor, and people look to you to be a rock. you are in control. Don't ask for it, tell me you need it. [20:00] ::scowls even deeper:: +taps+ Just fix the damned birds and report when they're done [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:01] Jenolith> Okay. [20:01] ::shifts to watch dulac: [20:01] <> [20:01] * Mouse tosses the ruined plug into the recycler and grabs the next one, the last [20:01] :;looks at Fraser innocently:: fixing it [20:01] The Senior staff shall be equivalent to local Gentry. M'Lord Aldur shall be granted status as a peer, of course. [20:01] Jenolith> Give me a painkiller...two ccs of hysrohalethain. [20:01] uhuh.... not that bad... ::pokes inside it with the end of a welder [20:01] :: [20:01] *** ObsParis has quit IRC (Ping timeout ) ::nods:: [20:01] ::looks at Sandra and snickers at Marshall:: +taps+ Aye sir... [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:01] ::pushes hypospray into her hand:: [20:01] ::nods:: [20:02] Jenolith> ::injects it into Vansen's neck:: [20:02] My people are, to say the least, most curious and eager to meet a Starfleet crew, Starfllet being the most similar to my peoples concept of a questing band of Knights. [20:02] You can't fix that... it's jammed up... it needs to be refitted.. [20:02] ::nods and thinks a bit about this:: [20:02] ::grumbles in the CO's chair:: [20:02] ::mutters under her breath:: I didn't learn nothing growing up in a war [20:02] *** CRXO-Cash (nephy@modem110.ils.net) has joined #LOL-Coronado [20:02] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +o CRXO-Cash [20:02] 12Computer recognizes CRXO-Cash. Authorization and command codes enabled. [20:02] ::translator has trouble translating what DuLac says:: [20:02] ::raises an eyebrow at Lan:: [20:02] Jenolith> Should I remove the blindfold? [20:02] *** CRXO_Cash has quit IRC (Local kill by FCCO_Aldur (Ghostie) ) [20:02] *** CRXO-Cash is now known as CRXO_Cash [20:03] ::whispers:: ...fascinating! [20:03] :;looks at Fraser:: so why can't I just refit it? [20:03] Not yet. I think she's probably going to have very sensitive eyes. [20:03] * Mouse starts to cleaning the damaged plug [20:03] Thy acts and words shall be watched closely; thou art, in many ways, making a first impression of Starfleet in general [20:03] Jenolith> Okay. ::frowns slightly, and looks around the table, making sure that everyone is paying attention:: [20:03] ::looks at Sandra:: If you fix this I'll buy you a drink... hell... I'll buy you a whole bottle... [20:03] For my people have been visited, rarely has there been chance for, shall we say, prolonged intermingling. Although some few who have chosen to stay have...adapted. [20:04] okay, now what, Doctor? [20:04] ::inches down in her chair as Aldur looks at her:: [20:04] :;grins:: deal then, I'll be done in umm... 20 minutes or so... ::raises eyebrows:: Adapted? How? [20:04] ::understands "first impresion" and duly decides to make every effort not to go to the surface:: [20:04] Jenolith> Anabolic Protoplaser. [20:04] Good! [20:04] Be warned..what might seem an idle jest to you, may be taken as a literal statement. Matters of honor are not to be taken lightly. [20:04] ::watches DuLac closely, intrigued:: [20:04] 20 minutes... ::snickers:: that's at least an hour job... and we don't have the right tools ;) [20:05] ::frowns, finds this interesting:: [20:05] Here. ::pushes small pen-like instrument into her hand:: [20:05] However, thou must not let thy own honor be slighted without taking the matter to task, lest ye be judged...lacking [20:05] ::quietly notes:: No "yo mamma" jokes, everyone. [20:05] ::frowns at Lan's last statement:: [20:05] Jenolith> ::waves Protoplaser over wounds:: [20:05] ::quickly moves:: [20:05] * Mouse coughs as a cloud of soot comes out from the plug into her face [20:05] >atchoo!< [20:06] ::goes to another Spectre:: Wow... this one ain't bad... ::sees it fall of it's support and hit the floor:: well... it wasn't that bad... [20:06] ack.... bleah, there's so much soot on these ships.... [20:06] ::thinks DuLac just made a short people's joke, and decides that he needs to fix his translator, ASAP:: [20:06] Still, thou shalt be treated well; verily, Camalyn as a whole owes the Federation, and starfleet in particular, for its continued existence. Thou shalt be dwelling among friends...for the most part. [20:06] ::is scared at unfamilar sounds and movements:: [20:06] ::wipes her face and continues, the corrosion almost scrubbed off:: [20:06] You're going to be fine, Major. Just lie still. [20:06] ::repairs the gear on the Spectre:: [20:06] ::"sees" the spectre fall off it's support and hears Fraser's comment and laughs to herself:: [20:07] :::extremely soothing voice:: [20:07] ummmmm, Lan.....do we have to wear something different than our starfleet uniforms? [20:07] ::walks over to Fraser:: need a hand? [20:07] Just Stay Calm. [20:07] I must warn you, there are some..elements, that do not favor a merger with the Federation for various reasons, and they may not greet thee with great warmth. [20:07] ::hears a voice that I havn't heard for a while:: [20:07] ::finishes and looks at her filthy hands:: yucky [20:07] ::walks over to Wong and Fraser:: [20:07] Major? Can you hear me? [20:07] * Mouse sniffles and opens up the circuit end of the plug, pulling out the little iso bus [20:07] ::sidenotes to answer the Commander:: Only for special occasions, Lehman, as is standard policy. [20:07] ::hears Sandra snicker:: hahaha... [20:07] looks okay..... [20:07] Thy uniforms shall not be looked upon as unsightly; we do not expect all who visit to dorn our garb. [20:07] * Mouse shoves it back in and uses a circuit tester [20:07] woo woo! [20:08] :;looks at Fraser:: I'm finished sir [20:08] ::mutters:: oh great, they will try and cause trouble for us [20:08] ::moves head in direction of voice:: [20:08] * Mouse puts the plug on the parts racks [20:08] Yet, if thou wouldst desire to sample local fashions, I think such an action would be seen most positively. [20:08] Calm down, please. [20:08] ::goes over reports in the CO's chair, a perpetual scowl on his face:: [20:08] ::looks at Wong:: well you can fix Marshall's second Spectre... at least there is a little more left to it than the first one... [20:08] ::looks down:: yes sir Cmdr Cash ::sighs:: ::chuckles:: So, let me see if I have this straight. There are those among your people who will be watching for our errors, and should they take offense at them, they might demand honor in a duel? [20:08] Just stay calm. ::turns to Jeno:: [20:08] these don't seem to be healing... [20:08] there's still a second? ::grins and walks over to the Spectre:: [20:08] ::looks at Sandra:: you can't be finished... [20:08] ::nods to DuLac:: especially for those of us that really really hate dress unifroms. [20:08] try the next setting up, Jeno. [20:09] Of course m'lord. ::looks almost confused by Aldurs statement of the obvious:: :) [20:09] Jenolith> ::nods:: [20:09] ::looks at Fraser:: I am... [20:09] ::rolls her eyes:: ::leans back in his chair and nods for DuLac to continue:: [20:09] * Mouse stands up and stretches [20:09] Not so different from Ancient Earth in that respect. [20:09] ::crack crack:: ahh.... now, what's next.... [20:09] ::mutters::Great...do something or say something stupid and die like a noblemen ::barely moves lips:: [20:09] * Mouse wanders back into Engineering, picking up a little drink and sucking on the straw sticking out the top [20:09] ::grabs a repair kits and dismantals the drive:: [20:10] ::wonders how a phaser would be viewed:: [20:10] ::tries to speak but cant:: [20:10] Of course, thous shalt have supporters, who, knowing that thou mayest not be familiar with all of our customs, shall take to task those who seek to embarass thhe, and may defend thy honor, if thou dost permit. [20:10] ((brb)) [20:10] ::looks at Vansen's mouth, struggling with words:: [20:10] ((or not.. phone isn't for me)) [20:10] ::looks at her dirty hands:: [20:10] Looks like some Larynx damage. [20:10] we may need a flouroscope. [20:11] we may need surgery... [20:11] can't be... ::walks up the console infront of the spectre then looks at Sandra:: It looks like I owe you a drink.... [20:11] ::gets out the plasma spanner:: [20:11] * Mouse puts down the drink and ticks "ODN Repair, Deck 12 section 213-a" off on the work roster [20:11] ::nods:: yep [20:11] hmm... [20:11] Verily, if need be, my sword is pledged to mine crewmates defense. Yet, I think thou shalt not have to worry much. Honor duels are not often held with our guests..unless they seem eager for the challenge. [20:11] * Mouse takes her drink, her tool kit, and a roll of cabling and goes out to deck 12 [20:11] ::hands Sandra a towel:: [20:11] ::turns to Dr. Hendrix, the oldest of the doctors:: You ever seen anything like this? [20:11] ::half-listening, still wants to remind Mouse about that holodeck glitch:: ::starts to ask a question, but is interrupted:: 2nd Watch Ops> +taps+ Bridge to Conference Lounge. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:12] Is there any particular questions that remain unanswered? [20:12] ::wipes her hands off on it and hands it back to Fraser:: thanks sir [20:12] +taps+ Cash here, report. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:12] ::whew, is glad to hear that last statement by Lan:: [20:12] Dr. James Hendrix> ::shrugs:: Give her a glass of water. [20:12] ::smashes the drive back into the spectre and checks fhe hull:: [20:12] Jenolith> That might work. [20:12] * Mouse wanders off, sucking on the straw of her drink, and stops at the damaged area [20:12] Sandra... you may call me Ben... [20:12] okay.... right behind the wall, eh? 2nd Watch Ops> +taps+ Commander, Sullivans is reporting a fair size fleet of ships near our current position. Unidentified as yet. Not Dominion, not Starfleet. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:12] ::looks to the Captain as he listens to the reply:: [20:13] I hope that all of you mayest have time to visit Castle Dulac, the nobles and serfs would'st be honored by thy presence. [20:13] ::Raises eyebrow:: [20:13] ::looks up at Fraser and then shrugs:: [20:13] * Mouse grabs the edges of the wall paneling and pops it off, looking at the cabling behind - most of which is either torn or melted [20:13] oh great, more soot [20:13] ::begins to replace the damaged hull with new hull plating:: [20:13] ::replicates a glass of water and pours it down Vansen's throat:: lessee if this works... [20:13] +taps+ Acknowledged. ::nods to DuLac and the skipper, lifts out of his seat with enthusiasm and goes onto the bridge:: [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:13] * Mouse sighs and sets down her drink, pulling out a little knife [20:13] <> ::glances back at Cash and nods, then stands:: Looks like we'll have to cut the rest of the briefing short. Positions, everyone. [20:13] eh, this stuff is no fun to patch [20:13] <> [20:13] * Mouse starts snipping damaged cables [20:14] ::watches Wong and mutters:: you guys waste a lot of material... [20:14] ::exits Conference Lounge and goes back to Ops console:: ::leaves the Conference Lounge:: [20:14] ::stares at Sandra for a momment, shakes it off and goes to the main console:: only 4 spectres to go... [20:14] ::slowly rises and moves over to the flight operations alcove:: [20:14] ::leaves the CR and takes up at TAC:: [20:14] ::turns to Sandra:: want me to do it the quick way? [20:14] ::looks back as the Captain enters onto the bridge:: [20:14] ((brb, dinners' here!))) [20:14] ::thinks "These briefings are intolerable" and quickly leaves the CR:: [20:14] what's the quick way? [20:14] ::walks to Lan:: I would be honored to see your castle sir ::quickly turns and heads back to the bridge:: [20:14] ::enters engineering next scene:: [20:14] Sir, as they said, ships of unknown configuration... We're working on improving sensor resolution... [20:14] ::moves head to the side so the water hits the side of me head:: [20:14] There we go. ::crosses to his chair and stands near it, nodding:: Let's get a scan, Exec. [20:14] Order a new spectre? :) [20:14] Hey! [20:14] ::Shrugs:: you tell me [20:14] Should have an image in a few minutes. [20:15] ::checks sensors:: [20:15] ::begins running sensor scans of the unknown fleet:: [20:15] ::moves to his station and begins analyzing reports:: [20:15] okay, if that's how ye want it... [20:15] ::interested:: [20:15] ::claps the 2nd watch operations officer on the shoulder as Riley relieves her:: [20:15] you could just weld the hull shut... it would save on material... [20:15] ::moves quickly to situp looking quite visably distress:: [20:15] ::sets the MSD to alert status and watches the readouts of the ship:: [20:15] ::turns to Jeno:: find any other injuries? [20:15] ::takes her chair at helm:: [20:15] not when u hae a gigantic hole right here [20:15] With some fortune Commander Lehman, thou may have that chance. [20:15] Any better, Lieutenant? [20:15] Sir, they look familiar but I am not sure what they are ::sighs:: Wallace, fleet-wide yellow alert. * CoroLCARS ACTION:: 12The automatic alert warning sounds as the ship's alert status changes to 8,1 yellow 12. [20:16] yessir! [20:16] :;shrugs:: [20:16] ::pales:: [20:16] ::looks down:: Pull up a close view of those emblems... [20:16] ::Grabs the plasma melder thingie and puts the last thing on:: there [20:16] ::raises shields:: * CoroLCARS ACTION:: 12The Coronado's shields activate! [20:16] I am pretty sure I've seen them before, but I just don't know where ::frowns:: [20:16] ::Face suddenly contorts into a mask of rage and hatred:: [20:16] Jenolith> ::shrugs:: dehydration, sensitive eyes, the broken rib. other than that, she's fine. [20:16] ::points to the diagnostics screen on the panel:: Here... Increase magnifcation... ::nods at Riley and looks more closely at the ships:: [20:16] ::smiles at Lan's comment:: I hope so Lan [20:16] ::notes Lan's expression:: I'm guessing this isn't good? [20:16] hmmmm.... [20:16] ::looks up at the flashing yellow lights:: great... we better get these spectres done... [20:17] Well, she won't take water, so we may need to 'tube her. [20:17] ::looks at the flashing yellow lights and sighs:: [20:17] ::turns:: We must stand ready for battle at once m'lord. A foe most despicable lies ahead, and their utter destruction must be achieved! [20:17] ::sounding very dry and cracked:: Stop! ::starts to cry:: [20:17] ahh dang it [20:17] fleet acknowledges yellow alert, Captain. [20:17] * Mouse jumps [20:17] ::sits back and waits for something to break:: [20:17] What? [20:17] ::goes over to one of the worst spectres and begins repairs:: [20:17] ::eyes narrow into slits:: Captain, the insignia is of the Gorn Star Empire. [20:17] oh no, alert! I'd better get back to Engineerin! [20:17] ::looks from Lan to the Captain:: ::nods:: Thank you, Wallace. I need more information than that, DuL... [20:17] ::mutters::I was aftaid of that [20:17] * Mouse dashes down the hall, spilling her drink [20:18] ::helps Sandra:: [20:18] +com+ Lord Dulac to Crusader..stand ready! Glorious battle stands ahead! [CoroLCARS SOUND] ::frowns:: Well, calm down, everyone. The Gorn are neutral. Hail the lead ship, Mr. Riley. [20:18] ((bear with me, folks. I'm balancing a full meal here on my lap, I'm not going to be so fast on the reaction time 8;D)) [20:18] ::worried:: Oh boy... [20:18] ::turns back to Jeno:: You hear that? ::she nods:: [20:18] Nuetral?!?!?! [20:18] Neutral?! [20:18] ::Hails lead ship:: [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:18] ::walks to head of bed:: ::turns to DuLac, frowning even more:: Belay that, Commander. Instruct your fleet to hold their fire. [20:18] * Mouse skids into engineering [20:18] Sir, I don't think the Camelayens are going to consider them neutral.... [20:18] ::turns to DuLac:: Yes, Neutral. [20:18] The Gorn are as nuetral as a striking Scorpion! [20:18] ::thinks::hmm, haven't heard a thing about the Gorn in a long time.... [20:18] ::uses her telekenetic talent to help put things back into order:: [20:18] ::looks at Lan and then to Captain Aldur:: [20:18] ::nods with DuLac:: +com+ Unidentified Gorn ship, this is the Federation starship Coronado, come in please. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:18] ::Looks at Aldur with utter confusion and amazement:: [20:18] ::moves into a ball and continues to cry:: [20:19] * Mouse looks around for Cyrax ::while waiting for a response, turns to DuLac:: [20:19] ::grabs a tricorder and scans the spectre as Sandra puts stuff on it:: [20:19] what the hell...? [20:19] orders, sir? [20:19] ::looks down an console:: [20:19] ::waits for response:: [20:19] ::rests in his chair, leaning back:: [20:19] Wallace, hold on yellow alert for now... * CoroLCARS ACTION:: 12The automatic alert warning sounds as the ship's alert status changes to 8,1 yellow 12. [20:19] d'oh. Where is he? [20:19] Let's get Ben Krieger in here. Commander, if you wish for Camelyn to be a Federation member, you're going to have to agree to cease and desist any local hostilities. Such things will invalidate your planet's application. [20:19] standing by... [20:19] He's the psychologist. [20:19] ::climbs into a spectre and sees blood:: great... I found 1st Lt Kenny's spectre... Now, hold those Camelynian ships back, and let me talk to them. ::turns back to the holographic tank:: [20:20] * Mouse grumbles and looks at the work roster, nothing else added on - thankfully [20:20] :;looks over at where Fraser is and frowns:: [20:20] ::opens channel to the Camelynians::channel open, sir. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:20] uh.... I guess I had better wait here in case anything goes nuts, since no one else is around [20:20] ::scans once more:: [20:20] ::monitors sensors:: [20:20] ::casually glances at the MSD:: [20:20] Hostilities? This is more than hostility..this is..Justice! the life of every foul gorn in that fleet could be forfeited a thousand times over, and yet the scales of justice would be redressed but a scarce weight! [20:20] * Mouse sips at her drink nervously, feeling quite foolish 10Gorn ship> ::guttural, and only half-translated:: Coronado... is Gorn ship Talon... damage by... Cardassian destroyers... refugee ships... require assistance. [20:20] ::puts the finishing touches on the spectre she's working on and steps back:: [20:21] ::stops crying mainly because I am exhausted:: [20:21] :(paging): WILL BENJAMIN KRIEGER PLEASE REPORT TO SICKBAY? DR. KRIEGER TO SICKBAY. [20:21] ::adjusts the phaser plasma flow slightly:: [20:21] ::finishes with the last spectre:: [20:21] ::nods to the Captain:: [20:21] ::smiles at the sound of Gorn ships in distress:: [20:21] ::hears response:: [20:21] ::surprised:: well! [20:21] ::looks at Wong:: You done over there? [20:21] ::sees DuLac's smile:: [20:21] ::notes a smile spreading across DuLac's face and gives a "what gives?!" look in response:: [20:21] ::nods:: remind me to put a plasma melder in my next repair kit [20:22] ::thin, black haired man walks into sickbay:: Krieger> You page me? [20:22] Camalyninan Ships powering weapons! They see them! ::glances at DuLac before replying:: +com+ Gorn ship Talon, message received and understood. Match our course and speed at your current position relative to us. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:22] * Mouse pushes some buttons on a panel and watches the events unfolding on the Bridge [20:22] ::puts his hand on Sandra's shoulder:: Thanks for the help... we needed it... [20:22] ::mutters:: This looks like the beginning of a diplomatic incident..... [20:22] Captain, the Camelyninian ships are powering weapons... I think we should tell them to hold off.. [20:22] no problem sir [20:23] :::spins in his cahir, noticing mouse:: [20:23] ::mutters::There goes another applicant down the drain.... ::spins:: Commander DuLac, I require you to instruct your ships to stand down. I will not have a local planetary skirmish place this task force in danger! You know as well as I do the Dominion will detect our weapons fire and track us here. [20:23] ::cuts off bridge feed to all monitoring posts:: [20:23] My Lord, thine order places this Task Force in danger. Thous woudst be wise to move us aside, and let justice be dealt. [20:23] Especially since nothing's been sent to their fleet telling them to stop! [20:23] ::sighs:: are we going to battle or not? [20:23] ::nods:: Can you give me a psych profile on major Vansen here? Just as soon 's I wash her up. Riley, put Commander DuLac in contact with the Crusader, and keep that channel to the Talon open! [20:23] Mouse, if you must watch the bridge actions, why not watch it "in style"? [20:23] * Mouse blinks [20:23] sir? [20:23] ::nods to Aldur::Aye, sir [20:23] ::turns to Aldur:: and who am I to command such a Fleet, comamnded by my Father? He hath no love for those insepid reptile. [20:23] +taps+ Fraser to Marshall. All done here... Spectres are ready to go... but we are short a few marines... many are injured, have a few dead... [20:23] Jeno? Could you give me a hand with the uniform? Some of it's scorched to her skin. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:24] ::opens a channel with the Crusader:: [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:24] Jenolith> ::nods:: 12ACTION:: The Gorn ships apparently can't see the Camelynians... their reply is unconcerned. [20:24] ::looks at Aldur:: Captain, Lan knows these people better than we do, he may be right...we may not be able to reason with them [20:24] ::images go through mind of Jem'Hdar hitting me:: [20:24] ::keeps the channel with the Talon open:: [20:24] +taps+ Thank you Fraser. Standby, we might need to get as many as we can out there [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:24] ::pushes a few buttons, and a big holographic display appears in the middle of egineering:: 10Talon> +com+ Understood... Coronado. Adjusting our... course now. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:24] OoOoo.. much better... [20:24] I noticed this was installed when the Coronado was refit. [20:24] * Mouse sips her drink Mute transmission to Talon. ::approaches DuLac:: [20:25] Sir.....if the Gorn don't see the Camelynians, and they're destroyed and get a message off to their government..... [20:25] ::looks with concern at the new position of the Gorn fleet:: [20:25] thanks, sir! But - uh, is there anything I shoudl be doing? [20:25] ::locks out all unauthorized bridge monitors:: [20:25] ::replicates a plate of raw meat:: [20:25] Not right now. [20:25] * Mouse acks as the hologram disappears [20:25] ::almost shouts out his thoughts, but restrains, and keeps them in his head:: {{{ DuLac, what the Hell are you doing? }}} [20:25] ::exercising complete and total professionalism, the two doctors remove Vansen's uniform and put her in a tub:: ::stands behind DuLac watching his face:: Commander, when the peace treaty between the Klingons and the Federation was signed, Earth almost withdrew from the Federation over it. The Klingons had destroyed hundreds of millions of our citizens. [20:25] {{Captain Aldur, please it may be best to listen to Lan sir! I have a bad feeling about this group}} [20:25] ::sits in a chair at the work bench in the Spectre bay:: [20:25] it looks like we've been cut off! [20:25] ::makes up with a start because I hear noise:: [20:25] ::mutters:: ...can't have secure matters being watched... [20:26] hand me that sponge, will you? [20:26] thanks. [20:26] Damage control is standing by. nothing pressing requires our attention. Let us relax for a moment. [20:26] uh... okay sir.... But we eventually came to realize that the Federation was bigger than our local squabble. We learned to live with them. We even came to a certain measure of respect for them. [20:26] ::winces from the almost brutal telepathic message:: [20:26] ::eats the plate of raw meat as if it was popcorn:: [20:26] ::grabs his coffee cup from the bench and takes a sip:: Now... please... isntruct the Camelynian ships to stand down and withdraw. [20:26] That "hit the spot", as humans say. [20:26] * Mouse giggles [20:26] Respect? Thou dost say we should respect the Gorn?!?!:: looks dreadfully insulted by the thought:: [20:27] ::siths down:: [20:27] ::recycles the plate and sits back down:: [20:27] ::screams:: Get away from me... ::relaxes a little after berings are gathered:: [20:27] ::spits it out:: eww... cold coffee [20:27] ::notices Lan's reaction:: If not for your own world, then for your respect for Starfleet and the Federation, yes. [20:27] ::brings up the view again:: [20:27] It's okay, Vansen. [20:27] Sir.....we're getting near extreme weapons range.... [20:27] ::winces from the telepathic conversation:: [20:27] * Mouse yawns and sits on the floor [20:27] Since thou hast ordered me, I must comply. with GREAT reluctance. [20:27] ::leaves blindfold on:: [20:27] ::pulls out his hidden padd:: [20:27] ::punches in a few more bits of data and replaces the padd:: ::assumes a formal stance:: 'tis most uncharitable of you, Sir Knight, to look with such rancor upon a helpless foeman. [20:27] ::thinks, "Look at the veins throbbing on DuLac's head:: [20:27] ::sighs and mutters:: why can't people guard their conversations more... Wouldst thou bring dishonor on Starfleet to use our presense here as a foul trick to lay waste these weary travelers? [20:28] +com+ This is Lord Lan du Lac to the Crusader. I request that the Quest Fleet doth stand down from its batle posture. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:28] ((Wallace cut off all video feeds from the bridge, Cyrax, you're watching static 8;D)) [20:28] ::waits for response:: [20:28] ::tries to get the Blindfold off:: [20:28] << Just a note, I'm not telepathic, when I do {{}} it's simply very telepath-audible thoughts :P >> [20:28] ::hmphs:: Oh well. [20:28] ::looks at Sandra:: You are telepathic? [20:28] ::nods:: [20:28] Those very foes spared no mercy whilst thir weapons incinerated millions of helpless civilians. I hath no mercy in my heart for their foul kind. [20:28] {{Who ya talking to Sandra?}} 12ACTION:: The Gorn fleet swings around... the Camelynian ships are just now coming into range of their sensors... most of their ships are all but crippled however. The turn comes slowly. [20:29] COMPUTER, lower ILLUMINATION 70%! nOW! [20:29] {{I think you are making a big mistake here Captain! These Gorn ships are not to be trusted I can feel something bad here sir}} [20:29] ::spins in his chair:: Bridge officers are so petty. [20:29] whoops. sorry 'bout that...>> [20:29] {{nobody, but the conversation on the bridge wasn't ver nice...}} [20:29] ::scans::Sheesh...that turn almost looks painful... [20:29] uh, I don't know any of'em really... [20:29] ::looks away from Sandra and thinks... oh god... she knows what I'm thinking..:: ::nods at DuLac:: Thus did many of the people of Earth feel toward the Klingons. War passes, Sir Knight, to be replaced with an honorable peace. [20:29] {{oh... I must remember to monitor the bridge crew next time}} [20:29] ::turns and sees Lehman staring at the back of the Captain's head:: Lehman! [20:30] ::rips off the parts of the blindfold and after 10 seconds of blindness images start to appear:: [20:30] ::waves a foreboding finger, indicating "no-no":: +com+ Coronado to Talon -- stand down. We have instructed the Camelynians not to fire. We will render aid and assistance to your ships shortly. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:30] there is no honor with the gorn. there can only be the peace of death. [20:30] ::looks at Fraser and frowns:: [20:30] ::exhales in relief:: [20:30] ::jumps at Cash's yelling her name:: Yes sir Cmdr? [20:30] Well, we're engineers. We can't be bothered with "Starship Politics"....what that means escapes me at this point. 12ACTION:: The scene looks ripe for battle... the Gorn fleet on one side, the Camelynians on the other... the Starfleet task force caught in the middle... [20:30] ::looks at Fraser:: is there a problem with her knowing what you're thinking? [20:31] I don't like this one bit... [20:31] I don't wanna know about that soerta stuff, I'd just mess it up [20:31] This scene really doesn't look good... 12ACTION:: ...the deadlock is broken by the Camelynians. Their weapons begin powering down. [20:31] ::looks from Wong to Fraser:: [20:31] ::crosses over to Lehman, who despite being called upon, took a near minute to come to full attention:: Don't get in the Captain's head during crisis situations. You've been warned about this before... [20:31] Finally.... [20:31] Camelynians powering down! [20:31] Yes, it is probably better that we just focus on the ship itself, rather than the crew. [20:31] ::sends a silent communication to the QF:: [20:31] ::eyebrows Wong and leaves the Spectre bay and walks into the Marine lounge:: [20:32] ::looks to Sandra ans shrugs:: [20:32] *** L2SL_Yamasuchi (NiKe4LiFe@pool050-max1.ds15-ca- us.dialup.earthlink.net) has joined #lol-coronado ::exhales:: Your people are honorable indeed, Sir Knight. It takes a brave man to step away from a fight, even when he perceives his cause is just. [20:32] <> [20:32] :;frowns at Fraser as he leaves and then looks at Wong:: [20:32] ::nods:: [20:32] tha's what I figure. let'em do what they know best [20:32] ::sits down in chair:: Great... she's a telepath... there goes my chances... [20:32] tehy know more'n me [20:32] ::spins in his chair once more, and gets off:: [20:32] I don't know what he's thinking... I can only read thoughts if they sorta speak them... [20:32] ::glares at him angerily:: And what are you going to do about it Cmdr Cash....you haven't been with us a month and you are trying to bully me! ::stands up and glares at Cash, angry:: ::heads back for the Bridge center:: Exec, contact Engineering. Two details to beam over to the Gorn ships at once. We'll leave Sullivans and Invincible here as guard. [20:33] Well, I suppose we should continue with our daily maintenance then. [20:33] full telepathy is very nice to have ::grins:: [20:33] ::starts to the shape of a person and for a quick second it looks like a Jem'Hdar I move back into the corner:: [20:33] *** L2SL_Yamasuchi has quit IRC (Quit: "I Wish You Look At Me That Way, Your Beautiful Eyes Looking Deep Into Mine.. Telling People That Any Words Could Say, But You Dont Even Know Im Alive, Baby To You, All I Am, Is The Invisible Man..."- 98 Degrees (Invisible Man) ) [20:33] yessir.. ::stands up:: [20:33] *** obs_Mickolia (~5at21@w223-35.warwick.net) has joined #LOL- Coronado [20:33] what's full telepathy? [20:33] ::finishes cleaning off Vansen:: Computer, drain tub. [20:33] u can hear anything they think, feelings, everything ::glances over at Lehman, frowning, then continues:: Once that's accomplished, the rest of the fleet proceeds to Camelyn, post haste. [20:33] ::sees the anger in Lehman's face::Not good... [20:33] *** ObsMelrick (nexgen@203.26.189.135) has left #lol-coronado [20:33] <> [20:33] ::puts a hand on Lehman's shoulder:: It's alright to have opinions... It's alright to voice them. But taking a crisis situation and turning your telepathy into a tool to get the captain to listen to you and you alone... That's not permissible... [20:33] do I have full telpathy? [20:33] *** obs_Mickolia is now known as obs_Nickolia [20:33] ::tiredly looks around the bridge:: [20:33] ::shrugs:: ::grins a slightly crooked grin:: If you two are quite finished? [20:34] M'ord Aldur, my father has responded to me, that only due to the situation on Camalyn being of great need, that only for that reason the Quest fleet cannot have sport with the gorn. [20:34] Every time you do it, you endanger the crew by piling up one more problem for the skipper to deal with. [20:34] computer, replicate marine uniform directly onto Major Shane Vansen. Verify? [20:34] ::looks at wall and thinks:: [20:34] * Mouse getsback out to deck 12, the problem area [20:34] ::swallows hard:: yes sir Cmdr [20:34] ::ponders the situation:: [20:34] {{::tries to hear Fraser's thoughts::}} ::nods and drops into his command chair:: I'll take peace no matter how I can get it, Sir Knight. It's a start. [20:34] ::frowns:: I don't try to be telepathic.... I just can't help hearing loud thoughts... [20:34] Computer> Verified. Marine Uniform replication onto Major Vansen in ten seconds. [20:34] ::Realises where I am and relaxes alot:: [20:34] Don't take it personally, Commander. Just keep a handle on yourself. [20:35] ::sits back down and faces the viewport and almost starts to cry from flustration:: [20:35] ::begins a small recal of the dilithium crystal flow matrix:: [20:35] * Mouse continues snipping cables [20:35] ::nods:: I know the feeling [20:35] ::Starts crying again because I am home:: [20:35] ::pulls his uniform taut and turns, then walks over to the xo's chair and is seated:: [20:35] ::sighs for the missed opportunity of crushing the gorn:: [20:35] ::wonders if maybe she should have kept hiding her talents:: [20:35] ::drinks his cold coffee then looks at it... not caring anymore;: [20:35] ::uniform appears around the major:: ::nods at Cash:: Well done. Now, if you please, detail two Engineering teams to the Gorn ships, leave Sullivans and Invincible here as guard, and let's get the Camelynians out of here. [20:36] There we go. muuuch better, neh? [20:36] ::doesn't say anything and just sits in her chair and watches out the viewport sullenly:: [20:36] ::mutters:: at least in my universe they respected my talent, here they don't really seem to like it at all [20:36] ::opens the front of his uniform a bit more than usual, a bit hot:: [20:36] * Mouse gathers up the ruined cable for recycling, and begins splicing in new optical cable [20:36] Yes sir... ::punches in the appropriate commands on his arm console:: [20:36] ::shrugs:: Telepathy can only be a good gift for so long... Ensign Wallace, have the fleet stand down from alert status. Helm, prepare to continue to Camelyn, warp 5. [20:36] Computer, replicate some Ray-Bans for me, wouldja? [20:36] ::turns heads to the voice, strains eyes:: Doctor.... [20:36] aye, sir [20:36] ::reaches the appropriate phase alignment:: [20:37] ::looks at Wong:: gift? when was it ever a gift? [20:37] Computer>Unable to comply. Invalid Object Specification. [20:37] when you need to use it [20:37] +com+Fleet, stand down alert. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:37] * Mouse sighs listlessly as she works, suddenly melancholy [20:37] ::puts his elbow down on his console and rests his chin in his hand:: [20:37] ::sighs:: why did I walk out... she must think I'm a jerk... [20:37] Enginerring, this is the Bridge. Please prepare two damage control and engineering teams for immediate transfer to the Gorn vessels... Anyone you can spare is good... [20:37] all ships report standing down, sir. [20:37] Report to Transporter rooms 2 or 4 when ready. [20:37] ::inputs that as the new optimum setting, then listens to the com:: [20:37] ::sighs:: Computer, replicate a pair of light- reduction eye-coverings, please. [20:38] ::frowns:: but if lots of people have this telepathy, why would I ever need to use it? [20:38] +tap+ Acknowledged, Bridge. [CoroLCARS SOUND] ::leans forward in his chair, suddenly remembering something he read in James T. Kirk's autobiography, and mutters:: If there is to be peace in our time, it will be our generation that has the hardest time living in it. [20:38] ::walks over to FCO aldur:: M"Lord, my most humble apologies for my insolence. My rage robbed me of my reason, and hid our true need and priority from me. I shall endeavour to master my natural instincts in such situations. [20:38] ::instructs the Sullivans and the Invincible regarding their assigned duties:: [20:38] ::looks at Marshall:: Can you take over at helm, I have a splitting headache and need to get Dr Browning to give me something for it [20:38] *** Melrick (nexgen@203.26.189.112) has joined #lol-coronado [20:38] ::shrugs:: sometimes it's just availability [20:38] ::quickly assembles The Delta And Echo teams:: [20:38] *** Melrick is now known as ObsMelrick [20:38] ::sunglasses appear in replicator:: [20:38] ::briefs them on the situation:: [20:38] * Mouse finishes splicing in the new cables and closes up the wall [20:38] ::sighs and nods, rising and moving over to the helm console:: ::nods:: Understood, Commander. ::smiles slightly:: I'm glad you recalled that you're a Starfleet officer first, a Camelynian second. See to it it stays that way. [20:38] Thanks. [20:39] ::relaxes as I know I am in the hands of Starfleet:: [20:39] ::rolls up the damaged cables and moves listlessly back to Engineering [20:39] ::walks back into the Spectre bay:: [20:39] ::looks over to Lehman and frowns, who seems to be dodging protocols again:: [20:39] ::sighs:: I wonder if I could go back to not using it... maybe then it wouldn't bother anyone... Helm, prepare to proceed on course. [20:39] ::nods, then walks away, fearing what Aldur said may not be possible for long:: [20:39] ::hands Vansen the sunglasses:: Welcome aboard, Major. [20:39] ...and the leader will be...::consults his PADD:: [20:39] ::plops down in the console and enters the appropriate course:: [20:39] maybe I can supress your ability... [20:39] ::glances at Cash:: Now what did I do wrong? So far I haven;t done anything right for you Cmdr Cash! [20:40] ::looks at Wong:: how? [20:40] * Mouse re-enters Engineering, dumping the cables into the recycler and sitting down on the master display, eyeing the wall panel with the work roster on it [20:40] ::places glasses and can now see better:: ::glances at Lehman:: Take it off my Bridge, please, Commander. Helm, engage. [20:40] ::hears what Sandra said:: No... you might need it... I was just alittle embarrassed... [20:40] that's the hard part [20:40] <> [20:40] ::looks over at Lehman, startled:: [20:40] ::engages:: * FCCO_Aldur 12******************** SIM END ******************** [20:40] ::hears Cash and Lehman again, gets an annoyed look on his face but tries not to show it:: [20:40] ::attn:: [20:40] ::attn:: [20:40] ::attn:: [20:40] ::attn:: [20:40] 12..... 6At Attention 12..... [20:40] ::attn:: [20:40] ::attn:: [20:40] ::atttn:: [20:40] ::attn:: [20:40] ::stands at the ready:: Now you two have some intersting things to put in your logs tonight. ;) [20:40] [20:40] ::attn:: [20:40] ::attn:: [20:40] <> Hope everyone enjoyed that. :) We'll be picking it up next week from Camelyn, so everyone practice your thees and thous. ;) [20:41] *** ObsGarstini is now known as Garstini [20:41] ::harumphs:: [20:41] <> [20:41] he he he [20:41] *** obs_Nickolia is now known as Nickolia [20:41] Oh great. I hate Ye (friggin') Olde English [20:41] LOL [20:41] Order, stand to... We have business to deal with. [20:41] ::attn:: [20:41] * Mouse slips back into attention [20:41] Dodge! Yer dead. [20:41] ::attn:: [20:41] ::Still at attn: [20:42] ::remains at attn:: [20:42] Company calls Ensign Wallace to front and centre. [20:42] ::attn wearing sunglasses:: [20:42] ::braces and stands ready to recieve the proclomations:: [20:42] why me? [20:42] ::steps forward:: [20:42] SIR! [20:42] * Mouse gasps - oh no! Wallace is getting in trouble! [20:42] ::hides eyes:: [20:42] ::smirks:: [20:42] ::and leaning on the Doctor:: [20:42] ::wonders what torture will be given this time:: [20:42] Ease up before you break something, Ensign ::chuckles:: Mr. Wallace... pray tell, what did you do with your department head and second? [20:43] Nothing, sir ::glances at Cash:: Do we get promoted in Starfleet by assassinating our superiors, Exec? [20:43] ::look over at Vansen on his shoulder, then is back at attn:: [20:43] ::grins:: [20:43] That's a definite no, sir... ::glances around theatrically:: Because I don't see Mr. Fox, nor Mrs. Wong anywhere around here? What do you suppose young Mr. Wallce did with them? [20:43] ((::puts down the knife::)) [20:43] ::glares at the Captain:: [20:43] < ::Wonders if perhaps they fell victim to Walalce in a duel:: [20:43] ::steps to Wallace's side and looks at him, appearing to be sizing him up:: I couldn't begin to theorize, sir. [20:43] ((::throws away key to crowded closet::)) [20:44] <> [20:44] ::smirks at the cap:: Nor could I. However, since he seems to remember his duties, and those officers that for some reason have been placed above him do not, I believe some kind of response would be in order, don't you? [20:44] ::holds breath:: [20:44] Most definitely, sir. [20:44] ::legs, body head and every part in my body is sore and week:: ::nods, removes his phaser 1 from behind his jacket, and passes it to Cash:: You handle it, Exec. [20:45] ::pats his phaser 3:: [20:45] Ensign, come with me... There's a nice empty cargo bay three doors down... ::grins:: [20:45] ::Sits down on a chair:: [20:45] ((hip-holdsters phaser rifle)) [20:45] ::grins:: [20:46] yes, sir [20:46] ::looks over to the Captain, sees the smirk and breaks out laughing:: [20:46] <<::grabs Mouse's rifle and shoots the cricket in his house:: hahaha>> [20:46] <> [20:46] ::waves his hand at Aldur, indicating "promote him already, I can't take any more, lol":: ::chuckles himself:: I would still like to see that encounter. I'm not sure who I would bet on. ::winks at Cash:: Mr. Wallace, it is with my respect and admiration that I promote you to the rank of Lieutenant, junior grade. Wear it well, Lieutenant! [20:46] * Mouse gasps - Cash is LAUGHING? [20:47] ::eyes wide:: [20:47] * Mouse cheers raucously ::produces a half-pip from somewhere and pins Wallace:: [20:47] *** ENtc_Wallace is now known as LJ_Wallace [20:47] ::Sits on the chair exhausted:: [20:47] woo woo! [20:47] ::stands straight and claps Wallace on the shoulder... all macho-like:: << just for Mouse's scrutiny :P >> [20:47] <> [20:47] Congratulations, Ensign. [20:47] sir? [20:47] who? [20:48] Huzzah!! [20:48] ::blinks:: I mean Lieutenant. [20:48] what's gonna be my punishment, sir? [20:48] Huzzah!! [20:48] ::bites his lip, trying not to laugh out loud again:: ::nods:: We don't seem to have any Ensigns anywhere around here. We DO, however, have one too many Lieutenants, junior grade. Marshall, front and center! [20:48] ::falls over, flat on his face, having fallen asleep:: [20:48] *** CREN_Cyrax (chenes@cs1-09.spa.ptd.net) has left #LOL- Coronado [20:48] ::scrambles up to attention:: [20:49] ::locks it up at attn:: [20:49] ::readies airlock for the Lieutenant reduction program:: [20:49] ::blinks a couple of times to get the sleep out of his eyes:: [20:49] ((hehehe)) [20:49] *** LJ_Wallace is now known as LJtc_Wallace [20:49] <> [20:49] <> Mr. Marshall... ::approaches him:: I'm not sure whether to commend you on your courage during our encounters during this mission, or reprimand you for consistently ignoring a direct order to withdraw from that battle. Do you have anything to say for yourself? [20:49] ::grins slightly:: I did rack up quite a kill score sir [20:50] lol! [20:50] ::eyebrow rises:: [20:50] ::is back to stoic serious mode as he walks over to Marshall:: [20:50] ::attn:: ::snorts and turns to Cash:: You see if you can talk some sense into this maniac. ::walks away, shaking his head:: [20:50] I think a hideous nickname is in order. [20:50] he he he [20:50] <> [20:50] * Mouse whispers to Wallace "can you think of one?" [20:50] From now on, Lieutenant Junior Grade Marshall, we call you Pinball. You got that, Pinball? [20:50] ('killah-dilah'?) <>. ;)>> [20:51] ::jaw drops:: Pinball? Pinball?!?!? [20:51] ::whispers to Mouse:: "one" what? [20:51] * Mouse blinks [20:51] No he dosn't But Jester as a CO you learn to compromise. You will give him full Lt and then give him to a firing squad [20:51] You're at ATTENTION, Lieutenant Junior Grade! [20:51] ::attn:: [20:51] ::whispers:: A better name than 'pinball', whatever th- oops! ::ack to attention:: [20:51] ::grinds his teeth together:: [20:51] ::leans in real close:: alright, pinball... [20:51] ::attn, out of shock:: [20:52] <> [20:52] We saw your high score out there, and despite your... How should I put this... ... [20:52] <<'bad attitude'?>> [20:52] ((insanity?)) [20:52] Aw, hell. Here's a little pip for ya ::fixes it on his collar:: [20:52] <> ::chuckles:: Alright, Pinball. I believe you have been branded. That will do until we can put together a firing squad, as the Major suggests. I hereby promote you to the rank of full Lieutenant. Congratulations. [20:52] <> [20:52] You're full lieutenantn Pinball now [20:53] *** LJHL_Marshall is now known as LTHL_Marshall ::walks away, chuckling:: Fate worse than any punishment that I could come up with, certainly. [20:53] *** Nickolia (~5at21@w223-35.warwick.net) has left #LOL- Coronado [20:53] Thank you sir.....I think Exec, please dismiss the crew with my compliments. [20:53] Wooohooo, congratulations Marshall :) [20:53] Alright, company dismissed. [20:53] *** LTHL_Marshall is now known as Reaver [20:53] ::finaly at ease:: [20:53] * Mouse relaxes [20:53] ahh. [20:53] Clear it out, boys and girls, let's hustle! [20:53] ::unzips the armor:: :) [20:53] Nephy, Jester, you're gonna pay for this...=) [20:53] *** LtCdrSC_Lan_DuLac is now known as RJ [20:53] *** LJop_Riley is now known as Delany [20:53] * SRSL_Wong has returned [20:53] *** SRSL_Wong is now known as Alex [20:53] *** CRHM_Lehman is now known as Juliet [20:53] *** LTDR_Browning is now known as Santi [20:53] *** CRXO_Cash is now known as Nephy LCARS, we're done. [20:53] ::opens the uniform up all the way:: * CoroLCARS ACTION:: 12********** FCCO_Aldur has called: Company, at ease! ********** [20:53] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-63100 =/\= Time to relax -- http://www.geocities.com/~usscoronado/ ' [20:53] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: -m [20:54] *** FCCO_Aldur is now known as Jester [20:54] BLAH! [20:54] Pinbal for crying out louds ::throws his hands in the air:: [20:54] * LMSL_Fraser organizes a crew attack against Cash... ::smiles a winsome little smile:: ;)