* CRXO_Silver Everyone ready to rock???????????? =) [19:37] YES! [19:37] * Mouse grins [19:37] woo woo! [19:38] 12 Maybe [19:38] * Mouse hops up and down [19:38] Yup. [19:38] * CRXO_Silver rocks [19:38] he he he [19:38] * Mouse rocks too [19:38] Alrighty then..... [19:38] I'm ready to Country :) [19:38] he he he [19:38] 8:Þ [19:38] LCARS, let's go. * LCARS ACTION:: 12********** CRXO_Silver has called: ATTENTION ON DECK ********** [19:38] *** LCARS changes topic to 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-63100 =/\= Sim in progress! ' [19:38] *** LCARS sets mode: +m [19:38] shush, ya Mountie 8;D [19:38] :;attn:: [19:38] Bah, we need some steal drums =p [19:38] LOL * LT_SC_Lan_DuLac yearns for some courtly dance music [19:38] ::attn:: [19:38] atten-hut! [19:38] ::Attn:: [19:38] <> [19:38] ::attn:: [19:38] ::Attn:: [19:38] ::attn:: [19:38] ::stands at the ready:: [19:38] ::attn:: [19:38] ::attn:: [19:39] The crew is assembled and awaiting your orders sir. Thank you, Exec. Welcome, everyone! Here's the briefing. [19:39] * CRXO_Silver steps back in line and stands at attn. 12Stardate 51139.7: "Join the Cause," Part 2, by Jester. 12SUMMARY: Saved from the "Empire" by the "Rebellion," the crew of the Coronado must decide who to trust, and how far... 12A suspicious Jaunt drive accident has hurtled the ship 5000 years in the past and into another galaxy. The ship emerged near three wedge- shaped starships... one of those ships has tractored Coro and hailed her. The ships represented the "Galactic Empire" and attempted to capture the Coronado. Diplomacy turned out to be less than successful -- the ship was forced into combat. 12The Imperials were armed with some type of super-charged lasers, and while the individual attacks were not damaging, the overall effect was. Coro was barely managing to hold her own when several more ships from the "Rebel Alliance" interceded on her behalf. With the help of the Rebels, the Empire was repelled and Captain Aldur has agreed to a meeting with the Rebel leader, Admiral Ackbar. 4DAMAGE REPORT: Warp drive and Jaunt capability destroyed. Main power off-line. Long range sensors inoperative. Structural damage several decks. 7 casualties, 0 dead. Main phasers operating on limited power only. Shields at 92%. Anti-matter reserves at 97%. Torpedo stores: 280 quantum, 75 photon. One Spectre destroyed, two damaged. Please acknowledge when you've read it. :) [19:40] Ack. [19:40] ack ack, boss [19:40] ack [19:40] ack [19:40] ack [19:40] ack [19:40] ack] [19:40] yea verily [19:40] You need to lose the red ::rubs eyes:: [19:40] ack [19:40] (7 casualties, 0 dead?) ack [19:40] <> [19:40] ack <> Any questions? [19:41] <> [19:41] ack [19:41] <> OK, I'll take the silence as no questions. We pick up just a few seconds after last week ended. The Fire Lance prototype has been destroyed, and the meeting with Ackbar is an hour off... * CPCO_Aldur 12******************** SIM START ******************** [19:42] ::continues to analyze data collected by probes during battle [19:42] * Mouse looks at Toran in a VERY confused manner ::stands:: Exec, assemble the senior staff in the Conference Lounge in 15 minutes. [19:42] *** DJ (DJ@d6-24.dyn.telerama.com) has joined #USS-Coronado [19:42] *** LCARS sets mode: +v DJ [19:42] 12Computer recognizes DJ. Authorization codes enabled. [19:42] ::walks around the bridge still confused of what has happened:: [19:42] * Mouse says nothing to him, however. [19:42] ::continues talking to the Head rebel pilot:: [19:42] ::stands at the back of the bridge with Alpha and Mouse nearby:: [19:42] ::starts to go over a list of parts requirements for the primitve warp drive:: [19:42] *** DJ is now known as ENatDJ [19:42] ::sighs:: [19:42] ::moves from bed to bed tending to the wounded:: [19:42] <> ::waves DJ over, and walks toward Major Vansen:: [19:43] Hmm, at least a week, probably 10 days.... [19:43] ::whispers to Toran:: Is it just me or is this REALLY strange? [19:43] * Mouse holds her side- still, no one has checked to see if she was injured [19:43] ::sees the Captain walking over:: [19:43] Just sit back and watch, Alpha... [19:43] ::salutes:: [19:43] * Mouse rubs her wrists [19:43] ::sits at helm:: [19:43] ok ::finds a wall and leans on it:: [19:43] 'les'they took th'cuffs off. [19:43] Gadzooks..the encryption of these files tis most unorthodox [19:43] Aye sir! [19:43] ::looks at the blown out warp core and scans it with a tricorder:: [19:43] ::works on her most recent victim/patient:: [19:43] If I know the Admiral, he's going to want all the info he can get about these people before establishing any sort of alliance with them... [19:43] ::runs toward the Captain:: [19:43] +com+ All senior staff...report to the conference room immediately! [LCARS SOUND] [19:44] At your service, sir [19:44] ::turns to Mouse:: They shackled you? Major Vansen, Ensign Fox... please take our guests on a tour of the ship, if you please. [19:44] ::sits at Tac tapping away:: [19:44] ::breaks through 1st level of minor encryption, nothing important revealed as of yet [19:44] ::nods:: ::looks at Vansen significantly:: [19:44] ::sighs as he stands up, muttering something about the jaunt drive:: [19:44] Aye Captain [19:44] Yes sir [19:44] * Mouse whispers to Toran "YEah. I thought they were Imperials." [19:44] Let me see....the...::hears the com:: Ah, let Rakadinte deal with it....and where is he, anyway? ::shrugs and goes back to work:: [19:44] ::turns helm over to her assistnat and gets up and walks into the conference room:: [19:44] If you would follow me [19:44] ::frowns:: And please see to it that Commander Toran's crew is returned to... ::realizes he doesn't know the name of Ackbar's ship:: ...to their fleet. [19:44] ::sighs:: Takes a few moments to adjust his tabard and mkes haste to repair to the conference room [19:44] * Mouse looks at Vansen [19:45] * Mouse follows soundlessly [19:45] Yes Captain [19:45] That's my signal.. are you alright with everything, Sonya? ::nods at Vansen and heads back for the lower part of the Bridge:: [19:45] *** Justin (Justin@pm02-s7-tier1.evansville.net) has joined #uss- coronado [19:45] 12Welcome aboard U.S.S. Coronado, Justin! Your visitor's authorization codes have been enabled. [19:45] yes sir [19:45] As you wish sir [19:45] ::turns and looks to the Captain:: [19:45] After you, ma'am [19:45] ::slowly starts to the conference room:: [19:45] Great ::smiles and heads to the Conference room:: [19:45] * Mouse yawns expansibely, then blushes ::nods at Silver:: So... what do you think? [19:45] ::scans the main core reaction:: Looks like the explosion gutted the warp core and took some of the plasma intake conduits with it. [19:45] Well as you can tell this is the bridge of our ship. It is one of the best the federation has. From here we can control every part on the ship [19:46] ::ajusts his Mountie hat:: [19:46] ::walks in and sits down and waits for the others:: [19:46] * Mouse nods, looking at the dedication plaque [19:46] ::looks around plaintively:: [19:46] ::takes a seat up front:: [19:46] If you would step into the Turbo lift I will take you to the Holodecks [19:46] ::furrows her brow making her look a bit more klingonish:: I am unsure....we need to proceed w/caution...we dont really want to effect anything in this time line...but we also dont want to die. [19:46] * Mouse steps in tentatively [19:46] ::stands holding toe doors open:: [19:46] ::enters TL:: [LCARS SOUND] [19:46] ::takes a seat, adjusting the cahir [19:46] ::follows the rear:: [19:47] So, we can replace the plasma intake, and the m/ara energy channels, but the rest of the core is shot. [19:47] I just can't stand here doing nothing... I'll go crazy [19:47] ::nods:: [19:47] * Mouse peers curiously at the control panel [19:47] Holodecks [19:47] I better just turn it into one big forcefield generator. [19:47] ::turns his head at a few cute crewmen before entering the CR:: I think I'm going to like it here. [19:47] ::sits back in the conference room chair and closes her eyes for a few minutes:: [19:47] ::TL goes down to the deck requested:: ::nods thoughtfully:: Although... we don't have any history books of this time, XO. [19:47] * Mouse bites her lower lip as the turbolift hushes to a halt. Not good for the side [19:47] ::TL stops and doors open:: Who's to say that we don't end up trapped here? [19:47] ::without realizing, stares at the new dr as he enters:: [19:47] ::sends out damage reports and assignments to the engineering teams:: [19:48] :Nods:: I know sir...thats why I feel we must...play both sides of the field. [19:48] * Mouse looks around in the new hallway [19:48] ::steps out:: [19:48] ::exits lift:: [19:48] If you will follow me [19:48] ::exchanges a look with Mouse that says "You okay?":: [19:48] * Mouse follows Vansen in a bit of wonder [19:48] Now, it's time to take apart the warp core. [19:48] ::mudders something about is life:: [19:48] :;walks toward the lift:: [19:48] * Mouse looks at Koran and nods, saying nothing [19:48] ::opens the entrance hatch and crawls in:: ::lost in thought, starts heading for the Conference Lounge:: [19:48] The coronado Is not the federations biggeest ship. But it has state of the art equipment. [19:48] how big is it? [19:48] ::begins to shine hie laser:: [19:49] ::follows the captain her hands clasped behind her:: [19:49] about 350 meters long. [19:49] ::steps through the doors:: [19:49] *** ObsBrody (rbloom@207-172-65-225.s34.as4.nrf.erols.com) has joined #uss-coronado [19:49] * Mouse looks at Toran, then back at Vansen [19:49] ::continues staring at the doctor in a daze:: [19:49] ::finishes with yet another patient and moves on:: [19:49] how big is a metre? [19:49] ::starts tearing out destroyed parts and inventorying them:: -> -LMCC_Vansen- 12[+taps+ CPCO_Aldur to LMCC_Vansen] Good guess! :) 425. [19:49] *** LCDR_ZaboOxmix is now known as LCDR_SteveOxmix [19:49] ::takes a seat next to Siri:: This seat isn't taken, is it? [19:49] <> ::enters the CL and heads for his customary chair:: [19:49] ((he he he)) [19:49] <> [19:50] <<::sighs::>> [19:50] About a large step [19:50] <> [19:50] ::finishes with one section and moves to an upper level:: [19:50] ((But Steve is a NORMAL name, Oxy! Wha'ssat?)) <> [19:50] * Mouse ohs [19:50] 'kay. [19:50] ::continues to look at data on a PADD [19:50] here is one of our holodecks. [19:50] * Mouse looks at the wall panel ::turns his chair around and leans against it while waiting for the rest of the staff to arrive:: [19:50] ::follows the captain and takes her seat and looks at the crew:: [19:50] * Mouse looks at the HOLODECK wall panel <<8;D>> [19:50] Computer Load program Vansen Alpha 4 [19:50] ::furrows his brow:: [19:50] ::startled:: hm, oh, no, it's not taken [19:51] Computer> Program Ready please enter. [19:51] ::puts his laser away with a new shine:: [19:51] * Mouse jumps [19:51] ::dorrs to Holodeck open:: [19:51] who said that? [19:51] {{Captain, do you think we will ever get back home}} [19:51] * Mouse looks inside with awe [19:51] ::calls in a few more technicians to speed matters:: [19:51] ((at whetever's in there 8;D)) [19:51] This is our Holodeck ::raises eyebrows:: I think verbal communications would be best at this meeting, Lieutenant. ::winks at Lehman:: [19:51] Our Computers have a voice to them. It is easier than looking at screens all the time [19:51] ::crawls back out and takes a look at the damaged plasma manifolds:: [19:51] * Mouse looks at the celing, wondering where the speaker was OK, who are we missing? ::looks around:: Where's Cyrax? [19:51] It can synthesize and simulation imaginable, all safe and within this room [19:52] ::shivers a little:: [19:52] ::smiles:: Yes sir, sorry [19:52] it can WHAT? How? [19:52] :;looks to Aldur:: I believe...he's a bit busy sir. [19:52] Yes, we have voice computers too... They just sound... More... Computer-ish. [19:52] * Mouse points into the holodeck at (Insert scene here) "That's a HOLOGRAM? [19:52] * Mouse steps inside [19:52] Yes [19:52] ::follows Mouse in:: [19:52] ((uhm, might be nice to know WHAT I'm stepping into 8;D)) ::nods:: Very well, Exec. But let's drag Lieutenant DuLac in here -- he's probably absorbed in his readings, but I believe his input will be invaluable. [19:52] ::whispers aside to Mouse:: They seem to have technology similar to ours, only more refined... [19:52] ::takes a ocsillation overthruster out at starts cutting away damaged sections of the intake valves:: [19:52] Computer Change program. I would like Earth. 24th Century. San Fransisco [19:52] Everything is computer generated... [19:53] ::Nods:: Aye sir. [19:53] <> [19:53] * Mouse whispers back to Toran "I never worked on ANYTHIN that sophissicated." [19:53] even this thing? ::points at a hologram:: [19:53] computer> Acknowledge!. ::the scene changes to Earth:: [19:53] * Mouse jumps as the scene changes around her [19:53] ::looks around the conference room and frowns:: [19:53] +taps+ Sir Du Lac..we request your presence in the conference room. [LCARS SOUND] [19:53] ::watches XO Silver with some aprehension due to how she had treated Anderson and now is worried she will do the same to her:: [19:53] * Mouse 's eyes loos around at awe at the scene unfolded around her [19:53] tha's - tha's - Incredible! [19:53] <> [19:53] ::enters Conference room with a coffee in hand:: OK, while we're waiting for DuLac, let's start with ship's status. Ops. [19:53] ::continues on with the conduit heat shielding:: [19:54] This is remarkable... [19:54] ::loses counciusness for a moment:: [19:54] This is a relaxation deck. It can do anything you want it to [19:54] * Mouse grabs a fistful of sand from the beach [19:54] There are walls, all though it does not appear so [19:54] that is.... strange ::finally notices DuLac, previously hunched over a PADD, sit up:: <<;)>> [19:54] i - i can HOLD it [19:54] ::bicks up a small stone and tosses it against the wall causing a ripple:: [19:54] yes you can eat to. [19:54] Oh, um, damage...lot's ::confused:: [19:54] ::sits Down and nods:: [19:54] ::walks into the holodeck boundry:: [19:54] * Mouse lets the sand sift through her fingers, watching it scatter in a holographic wind [19:54] Computer! Sprite! large glass [19:54] ouch [19:54] I don't think we should eat the sand, though... [19:54] * Mouse looks at Alpha ::chuckles:: Something more detailed would be nice, Commander. Lieutenant DuLac, I'd be interested in whatever conclusions you've reached so far also. [19:54] <> [19:55] ::half-grins:: [19:55] ::a glass of sprite appears from no where:: [19:55] ::opens up an vent and a bucketload of organic soot comes shooting out:: [19:55] Issat the wall? where are we, anyways? Tactical, what about that weapon? What process was it based on? [19:55] We are on my home planet [19:55] ::nictitating membrane gets all crusted over and coughs violently:: [19:55] * Mouse shakes her head "No, I mean onna SHIP." [19:55] well, beyond the obvious; that during the course of a normal jaunt, we somehow found ourselves in a hyperspace bubble [19:55] Computer, display Fox Omega 2 [19:55] * Mouse turns away as Vansen answers and puts her hand in the waters of the BAY ((ewww... slime....)) [19:56] Sir.. The frigate wasn't destroyed... it just vanished. [19:56] ::shakes the soot away and continues to asess the damage:: [19:56] ::a large Naussican appears and is frozen in place:: [19:56] Our engines, unprepared for such a phenomena, sufferred most grievously [19:56] And it is all completely safe [19:56] i's wet..... [19:56] ::listens intently and takes notes:: [19:56] * Mouse looks at the nausiccan, falling over on her butt from shock [19:56] If you would follow me we will goto Ten Forward [19:56] There was a hyperspace trace where it previously was, but for more info... someone will have to do detailed scans of the area. [19:56] I tie this phenomena in with various readings I observed from the "Imperial" ships, I believe the phrase is, that we encountered [19:56] ::glances at Toran:: this is amazing ::looks from Fraser to DuLac:: Any connection between our hyperspace bubble and what happened to that... Rebel frigate? [19:56] * Mouse winces and guards her side, then gets up slowly. Her eyes almost tear over as the ribs jostle around in her [19:57] Computer End Program [19:57] * Mouse gets up slowly [19:57] ::raises an eyebrow:: That's a Nokiian... Or at least, it looks like a Nokiian... [19:57] ::looks at the black:: [19:57] As of this moment, I have my secondary crew examining nearby space for various materials, including dilithium to aid in the reconstruction of the warp core [19:57] ::Everything disappears:: [19:57] ::helps Mouse up, gently:: [19:57] * Mouse lets out a tiny yelp as she's helped up [19:57] ::doors open:: [19:57] ::comes out from behind the warp core:: ::nods, turns his chair back around, and sits:: [19:57] ::heads back for the TL:: [19:57] ::feels a twinge of sympathetic pain, blinks:: [19:57] ::sits passivly and scans the room:: [19:58] * Mouse heads for the holodeck arch and out [19:58] ::takes a sip of coffee and takes off his hat:: [19:58] ::Walks to the TL:: [19:58] I also retrieved data from the Imperial Computers using some invasive prgramming, I still am in the process of breaking the most unusual encryption. Yet I shall succedd, that I have no doubt. [19:58] Black and Yellow Grid... Interesting... ::nods:: OK. What about those Imperial ships? Hyperspace drive, I assume? [19:58] * Mouse nods [19:58] ::enters TL:: [LCARS SOUND] [19:58] ::follows Vansen:: [19:58] Yes my'lord [19:58] :;finishes caring for all the major injuries and checks on how the nurses are doing on the others:: [19:58] * Mouse follows obediently [19:58] <> [19:58] ::enters:: [19:58] ::sits back and listens to the discussion:: [19:58] a primitive equivalent to warp travel, at best [19:58] Ten Forward! [19:58] ::notices the new Dr that she hasnt had a chance to meet yet...and hopes she gets a chance to:: [19:58] ::looks back and forth between DuLac and Aldur:: And the Rebel ships probably use the same technology... [19:58] yes my'lord [19:58] * Mouse leans against the side of the lift, breathless ::turns to Oxmix:: Doctor, what about our guests. They appear human. Are they? [19:59] Computer Change. Engineerins [19:59] Computer Change. Engineering [19:59] +tap+ Gamma team. New plan. We're going to have to cannibalize the entire warp core and plasma intake systams. I need you down here. Bring lots of Coffee. [LCARS SOUND] [19:59] <> [19:59] you ok Mouse? that was quite an experience [19:59] ::looks to the doctor:: [19:59] ::The TL stops and the doors open:: [19:59] * Mouse looks at Alpha [19:59] I think'i hurt my side [20:00] you hurt your side? I rammed into an invisible wall [20:00] ::exits TL:: We will dtop at sickbay if you want [20:00] ::frowns without consciously realizing it:: [20:00] * Mouse looks down at the floor, ashamed for some bizzare reason [20:00] They're not exactly, Captain. Similar biology and physiology, but not identical. [20:00] ::looks at the Doctor... then the Captain:: [20:00] ::starts pulling out several rather large and ominous looking tools. [20:00] :: [20:00] ::furrows brow thinking:: [20:00] Perhaps we should be a little more careful here... Do you need medical attention, either of you? I'm sure they could help you here... [20:00] This is engineering section of our ship. The engine is located here ::points at a colored object:: [20:00] * Mouse straightens herself, running a hand through her hair "I can keep on goin." ::nods and leans back:: OK. Lieutenant DuLac, continue your scans for dilithium. Use sensor relay pods if you have to. Fraser, you're in charge of research on that Fire Lance weapon. If there is a connection between what happened to the Rebel frigate and what happened to us, I want to know about it. [20:01] no, I just have abruse on my arm, I'll be fine Lehman, you'll be in charge of working out a way of tracking a ship moving through hyperspace. [20:01] +tap+ Delta Team, report to cargo bay two. We need to gather every spare part we can find. Bring everything in there here. [LCARS SOUND] [20:01] ::nods:: Alright... ::looks at the huge MARA:: [20:01] Aye Sir [20:01] * Mouse watches VAnsen's tour of Engineering with avid intrest, distracted only by the pain [20:01] yes sir [20:01] :nods, feeling relieved Aldur has approved the action he went ahead and ordered before the briefing:: [20:01] ::follows at the rear:: [20:01] kinna small engines. Now, let's talk about this war we seem to have found ourselves in. Any comments? [20:01] *** Justin has quit IRC (Quit: BRB Restarting the computer ) [20:01] tha's a power source? [20:01] ::sits up straighter and nods;: [20:02] It apears to be a civil war as yet my lord [20:02] ::looks over at the tour group:: Could you take the newcomers somewhere else, please? I have too much work to do to be bothered right now. [20:02] ::raises hand:: [20:02] ::moves over to a medical kit and pulls out a dermal regenerator:: Here ::moves to Mouse and runs it over her bruse [20:02] Yes Chief [20:02] * Mouse jumps at the medical attention [20:02] tha'hurts! [20:02] It will only heal, ma'am [20:02] And tis unclear which, if either side has a just cause [20:02] Captain Aldur, if I may ask a question....are you going to visit the Rebel ship? [20:02] We best leave. this area. [20:02] ((If you remember, I got a flail chest. Broken ribs" [20:03] ::Enters TL:: [LCARS SOUND] [20:03] )) [20:03] * Mouse follows [20:03] ::looks down at Cyrax, makes a twisty mouth, turns to leave with Vansen and the others:: [20:03] Thank you. ::returns to the rear of the warp core with an antimatter stream and lots of spare parts:: [20:03] Ten Forward! ::shakes his head:: No, Lieutenant. Admiral Ackbar is coming here. ::glances at the screen:: In about 35 minutes. [20:03] ::follows Toran:: [20:03] Well...it appears on the surface we were attacked by the main leading government figure in this area. And those that helped us are trying to break free of them. [20:03] ::starts as if he's going to say something, then withdraws:: [20:03] ::The TL stops and the doors open:: ::nods and glances at Sirius:: You had something to add, Commander Sirius? [20:03] ::nods:: Yes, sir [20:03] * Mouse follows Vansen outta the turbolift [20:04] ::starts ripping out large pieces of charred duranium:: [20:04] ::walks out the turbolift:: [20:04] um, no sir [20:04] ::exits TL and enters big doors:: Here is Ten Forward A place to relax and Drink [20:04] It also has a great view [20:04] Drink? I'm very thirsty [20:04] * Mouse looks around [20:04] ::is confused of there situation:: [20:04] ::says hello to a passing crewman, smiles... At least one thing is universal ;):: [20:04] * Mouse looks at Alpha [20:04] :;finishes checking on nurses and head to an office with a stack of padds to read:: [20:04] yeah, you're ALWAYS thirsty [20:04] :::pops head out for a moment and sees Delta team walk in with 20 antigravs full of stuff:: [20:04] ::looks out the windows:: wow [20:04] ::follows out and waves a waiter over:: [20:04] * Mouse looks out the windows dully [20:04] {{I know you don't want me to talk this way but I know how the crew feels about me being a telepath but I think my being able to read minds could come in handy in your meeting with Admiral Ackbar sir}} ::leans back, thoughtfully:: Do we have enough information yet to determine which side is in the right? [20:04] so? I use up liquid very quick, not my fault I do. ::grins:: [20:04] ::points to the wall and the Bar lady:: Goto either of those two and order a drink [20:05] * Mouse grins [20:05] :;shakes head:: Not yet sir. [20:05] may I Toran? And agreed, Lieutenant, but again, let's stick with verbal communication, if you please. [20:05] To me, it appears that either side would desire our technology. We have something both sides doth need to fuel their war..which places us in a dangerous position. Verily, I feel our only objective is to repair our damages and fine some way to return home, whist interfering as little as possible. Repeat what you told me for the others. [20:05] Go ahead, Alpha. [20:05] From what we've seen tho, sir, it would appear the rebels [20:05] * Mouse looks at the bar "'kay." [20:05] ::rubs head:: [20:05] Ah, Delta team! Come over here, quick. We must take apart all the things indicated in diagram 76, and rebuild something like diagram 92. [20:05] You cant get drunk off the stuff but it tastes like those drinks you may be used to [20:05] ::nods:: Aye Sir Lan. [20:05] * Mouse steps over, just asking for a water [20:05] ::many moans and groans come out of Delta Team:: [20:05] ::walks over to the wall:: Ice Water Ple....ase [20:05] ((he he he)) [20:05] ::Ice water appears from no where:: [20:06] * Mouse takes the glass and looks at it carefully [20:06] I was wondering if you thought a telepath would come in handy with your meeting with Admiral Ackbar sir! I might be able to find out something you can't get from him [20:06] whoa ::hops back a little:: [20:06] ::watches the others go for a drink, calmy orders water as well:: [20:06] how'it jus'appear? [20:06] Look, I don't like it either, but it's captain's orders. We have to build a functional warp drive. [20:06] ::sighs and looks down:: [20:06] ::grabs the glass:: ::nods:: The thought had occurred to me as well. But without warp drive, we're helplessly mired in this position. Even hyperspace drive is superior to no warp drive. [20:06] ::notices he's out of coffee:: [20:06] * Mouse takes a sip and winces as the muscles in her chest contract over the broken ribs [20:06] ::drinks up the water as if it was a dropplet of rain:: [20:06] If you would like to see our fighters just follow me. You can bring your drinks [20:07] Hyperspace is roughtly equal to what...Warp 1-2? [20:07] * Mouse puts down the glass and follows [20:07] umm... I think I had better put this away first [20:07] *** Justin (Justin@pm01-s6-tier1.evansville.net) has joined #uss- coronado [20:07] So, art thou suggesting we ignore the Prime directive in favor of our survival? [20:07] 12Welcome aboard U.S.S. Coronado, Justin! Your visitor's authorization codes have been enabled. [20:07] ::puts the glass back in the repliator:: [20:07] ::swigs the water, puts the glass back on the replicator:: [20:07] ::takes up the rear:: ::nods:: Something like that, if I understand the theory, Commander. However, it's going to be quite difficult to track a ship moving through it, while they will have no trouble tracking us. [20:07] Okay Delta team, pick an assignment, grab a pair of tractor pliers and an antimatter streamer, and follow me! [20:07] How bad is the Warp Drive... Damage wise...? [20:07] ::follows Toran as the glass vanishes behind him:: [20:08] Dj take the two other to the fighter bay I am taking mouse to the sickbay she is injured ::turns to DuLac:: Why do you feel the Prime Directive applies here, Lieutenant? That specifies developing cultures, only. [20:08] tracking us wouldn't be the problem, tho, catching us on the other hand... [20:08] Yes, ma'am [20:08] If you will follow me [20:08] * Mouse /me looks at Vansen [20:08] I'm okay [20:08] Mouse if you would follow me [20:08] ::moves up beside Mouse:: You're hurt... I want you to get some help, okay...? [20:08] ::feels everyone staring at her at the mention of using her telepathic abilities and gets uncomfortable:: Captain if it is alright I think I will go back to my post now and work on the project you gave me sir [20:08] ::marches back with 12 people following him:: Okay, attack! :::points at the warp core shell and plasma intake manifolds:: [20:08] ::enters TL:: [LCARS SOUND] [20:08] * Mouse looks at Toran, then VAnsen, then sighs [20:08] 'kay [20:08] * Mouse follows sluggishly ::doesn't look at Lehman, but waits for DuLac's answer:: Denied, Lieutenant. I want all inputs, and I want you at the meeting with Ackbar. [20:09] ((lootk at me, I'm a slug!)) [20:09] Well my lord..the cultures are barely warp capable; not to mention we are in their past. Any action that we undertake imperils the future [20:09] ::nods:: [20:09] Sickbay! [20:09] *** CRXO_Silver has quit IRC (Connection reset by peer ) [20:09] ((lol)) [20:09] ::follows Toran:: [20:09] ::enters the TL:: Fighter Bay [20:09] ::The TL stops and the doors open:: [20:09] ::goes to work on the lower part of the core, taking out damaged circuits:: [20:09] ::follows DJ:: [20:09] ::looks up suprised:: yes sir Captain [20:09] ::exits TL:: [20:09] *** CRXO_Silver (Aeriel@206.26.23.100) has joined #USS-Coronado [20:09] *** LCARS sets mode: +o CRXO_Silver [20:09] 12Computer recognizes CRXO_Silver. Authorization and command codes enabled. [20:09] ::enters SB:: But they are capable of starflight. That alone invalidates the Directive. ::turns to the others:: Comments on that point? Who else thinks the PD applies? [20:09] * Mouse folows behind Vansen [20:10] Excuse me Doctor me have a medical problem [20:10] ::looks up:: No, Ensign Kenny, we're just taking out the destroyed stuff, not replacing ::goes back to work:: [20:10] ::steps onto the Deck:: [20:10] This way gentlemen [20:10] At this point, Sir, our prime directive should be getting home [20:10] Plus my lord, I think it best we become indebted to no one..lest they take advanatge of the situation. We cannot afford to trust anyone, lest one side gain our technology and become a tyranny that may never be shaken for some time in this galaxy [20:10] * Mouse looks around sullenly [20:10] ::looks at vansen:: yes, what seems to be the trouble? [20:10] ::steps onto the flight deck:: [20:10] ::nods:: Agreed Sir Lan. [20:10] Not me. ::point to mouse:: She is injured [20:10] ::exits the TL, seeing the fighters from the battle before:: [20:10] ::leads mouse over to a biobed:: [20:10] And Kenny, be careful which end of the antimatter streamer you [20:11] hold.... [20:11] * Mouse follows reluctantly Assuming I agree with that point, if we reject the Rebel's aid, the ships of the Empire will return to find us still here. How do we defend ourselves? Do we defend ourselves? [20:11] ::shakes her head:: We are not even in our own universe....I don't see how it could possible apply out here sir....we have to find out who is right in this war and help them until we find a way home [20:11] ::follows:: [20:11] ::steps through the large doors:: [20:11] well well well, my kinda room [20:11] I still invoke the preservation of the timeline as a just reason to minimalize our interaction. Or at least till we gain sure knowledge of the balance of power [20:11] * Mouse sits down [20:11] Okay Kenny, go take care of the plasma leak.... [20:11] ::walks over to one of the fighters:: [20:11] These our some of our most deadly tools [20:11] ::scans mouse::looks like you did a nice job on those ribs... [20:11] We have to defend ourselves..we cant let our technology fall into anyone's hands. [20:11] may I? ::motions to touch the fighter:: [20:11] * Mouse says nothing, looking around blankly [20:11] ::looks about the interior where the spectre fighters sit idle:: [20:12] This sure brings back memories... Correct, Exec. I would destroy this ship before I allowed its technology fall into the hands of either side. ::smiles slightly:: But I would prefer to get home. [20:12] your fighter days [20:12] Of course [20:12] so whats wrong doctor [20:12] can you lie down please? ::helps mouse lie down:: [20:12] ::grins:: As do we all sir. [20:12] ::nods with Aldur's wise words:: [20:12] ::hears Kenny walk over to the conduit junction and sees him look in:: Be care- ::hears a sizzle:: -ful. Well, Kenny's dead now. Someone take care of that plasma conduit, please. [20:12] {{ ::visions of Y-wings, X-wings come into his mind's eye... days of past glory...:: }} [20:12] * Mouse lies down carefully, suddenly realizing how much it hurts [20:12] ::touches the Spectre, then does a light bang on it:: [20:13] wow... that's stronger than our materials OK. It sounds like for the moment, we play our cards close to the vest. Don't agree to anything quite yet, and listen to what Ackbar has to say with an open mind. Any other ideas? [20:13] Computer, release Spectre Fox hatch [20:13] I'd trust you to know Alpha ::far off look in his eyes:: [20:13] ::looks to Vansen:: Multiple broken ribs... some of them broken a few times... should be lots of fun to repair... [20:13] No sir. [20:13] * Mouse stares up at the celing [20:13] ::the hatch opens on a Spectre towards the rear:: Have a look [20:13] My Lord, I do not doubt thy intentions or dedication to bringing this crew to its home; yet at this moment we are nigh helpless to a concentrated attack. We must entertain all options..including this Ackbar [20:13] ::hears someone mutter "Oh my god, they killed Kenny.":: No, Ensign Marsh, he killed himself. <<:)>> [20:13] c'mon, doc.... jus'gimme a splint an'some pain killers. [20:13] Ouch!!! [20:14] ((he he he- I should stop taking first aid courses. They tend to get my characters in trouble)) [20:14] ::snaps out of his trancelike state, looks at the interior of the spectre craft:: [20:14] ::gives mouse a hypospray of some junk and uses a bone knitter to heal the bones:: [20:14] <> [20:14] ::slightly curious:: [20:14] I just hope that our deeds and names are not one day cursed by the innocent of this galaxy as harbingers of a new dark age [20:14] * Mouse squirms "ah ah ah! it tickles!" [20:14] Captain Aldur, I think I know a way to track a ship through hyperspace ::nods:: Agreed. OK. DuLac, Lehman, Silver -- you're with me while the Admiral is aboard. Fraser, escort him here if you would. Commander Sirius, the Bridge is yours. [20:15] ::nods:: Don't worry Sir Lan....we will do whats best. [20:15] ::mutters:: worse than a five year old... [20:15] ::nods:: Aye [20:15] * Mouse looks at the doctor "Whaddya' doin?" Lehman, work on it after the meeting. Dismissed, everyone. [20:15] Aye Sir [20:15] * Mouse scowls and looks away [20:15] ::stands and walks out of the cr:: [20:15] ::looks over:: No wait, Kenny's not dead, he just burnt his thumb...::shrugs it off, and goes back to work:: [20:15] ::eyes the big chair from across the room and makes way to it:: [20:15] For it's size, they put up a good fight [20:15] We will need the science officer to use a modified space tactical scan to read the ion trail of the ship as it travels through hyperspace [20:15] ((he he he)) [20:16] yes sir [20:16] ::takes a seat:: [LT_SC_Lan_DuLac SOUND] [20:16] ::stands and exits the CR, headed for sickbay:: [20:16] I wouldn't doubt it. The same could be said of this vessel we're on... [20:16] ::smiles:: [20:16] A simple enough task Lt Lehman [20:16] Sir... where will the Admiral be boarding the ship? [20:16] ::gets up and heads out of the conference room and over to the science station:: [20:16] * Mouse relaxes on the biobed as the knotted muscles relax [20:16] :: [20:16] ::::rips a huge sheet of torched durnaium off, exposing charred circuits and melted wire::: * CPCO_Aldur 12ACTION:: 20 minutes pass, and Fraser is standing by in TR3 as Ackbar and two others beam aboard. The first is another Calamarian, like Ackbar. The second is human. [20:17] Doctor. What will she have to do! [20:17] Stay in bed 12ACTION:: Turns out the Calamarians aren't fish, as previously thought: they're brown-skinned humanoids evolved from fish, apparently. [20:17] (( doubt it, bones knit quick)) [20:17] Is there anywhere that you would like to visit? [20:17] ::finishes mending the bones:: [20:17] ::finishes modifing the space tactical scan to allow it to pick up the ion trail of a ship in hyperspace:: [20:17] ::finally finshes taking out all the wrecked parts, and stands up:: Okay, how's everything coming? [20:17] Welcome Aboard Admiral [20:17] * Mouse sits up slowly, running her hand over her side [20:17] ::Scientific curiousity wins out over trepidation, and eagerly Greets the new visitors, and the unique ecology they represent Ackbar> ::looks around:: Marvelous. ::turns to Fraser:: Marvelous technology! [20:17] *** LCDR_SteveOxmix has quit IRC (Quit: Connection reset by peer ) [20:17] wow... tha'was quick... it's all fixed? [20:17] ::everyone responds "Slowly, sir. Verrry slowly."::: [20:17] +taps+ Vansen to DJ I tink we should get them to there Commanding officer [LCARS SOUND] [20:18] ::looks to vansen then back at mouse:: try not to break them again.. Ackbar> ::steps off the pad and approaches Fraser:: Thank you. Where is Captain Aldur? [20:18] * Mouse looks at the Doc "Yer jail cell broke'm, not me." [20:18] Thank you sir... we try to keep her running :) [20:18] +taps+ As you wish, ma'am [LCARS SOUND] [20:18] ::Helps Mouse up and walks out of SB:: [20:18] ::stands in full ceremonial Dress armor and uniform [20:18] * Mouse follows VAnsen [20:18] *** RLt_Alpha has quit IRC (Ping timeout ) [20:18] I will escort you to him now [20:18] ::looks at the duty roster and sees who's off shift that can come back on duty:: [20:18] Gentlemen, if you would please follow me back to the Bridge [20:18] ::enters TL:: [LCARS SOUND] [20:19] Bridge! Alpha 4-1-1-9-8 Ackbar> I understand. These are my aides. Briax ::indicates the Calamarian::, my cultural adviser. Commander Luke Skywalker ::indicates the human::, my tactical adviser. [20:19] * Mouse yawns [20:19] ::makes out yet another medical report:: at least I don't have this one [20:19] We're right behind you... [20:19] ::settles into his chair:: [20:19] :;walks out of the massive Fighter Bay:: [20:19] ::Tl stops door open:: [20:19] ::keeps an eye on the systems display:: [20:19] ::checks his tabard again for wrinkles, polishes a small smudge on his breastplate [20:19] :enters bridge:: [20:19] * Mouse enters the bridge behind Vansen [20:19] ::nods to Briax and Skywalker:: [20:20] ::points to a seat:: If you will [20:20] * Mouse sits down [20:20] ::steps into the TL and awaits the other two:: [20:20] Sir... if you would please follow me Ackbar> ::nods and follows Fraser out of the TR, taking in everything, Briax and Skywalker in tow:: [20:20] ::sits down:: [20:20] ::has three ensigns load some burnt parts onto an antigrav:: Take this stuff to cargo bay 2. [20:20] ::has the strangest feeling come over him... As if he knows someone akin to him is nearby:: [20:20] Be ready for more when you get back. [20:20] ::follows DJ into the Lift:: [20:20] ::walks away from the science console and hopes Lan will not mind that she added the modification to his console:: [20:20] Bridge [20:20] ::walks back to the core:: [20:20] ::paces on the bridge awaiting the Adm's arrival:: [20:20] ::enters TL:: Computer, Conference Room. [LCARS SOUND] [20:21] * Mouse rotates her stiff shoulders, blinking wearily 12ACTION:: Briax seems very interested in everything around him, right down to the doors. Skywalker, on the other hand, seems to focus on the people. [20:21] ::walks into the conference room and hesitates at the door:: [20:21] +tap+ Alpha Team, how are you doing with the forcefield generators? [LCARS SOUND] [20:21] Commander this is Mouse one of the rebels [20:21] * Mouse looks up to the Commander [20:21] ::looks around sickbay and then heads back to the office to read more reports:: [20:21] ::listens to the reply:: Uh huh. Good work, try to have 2 done by tomorrow. [20:21] ::steps onto the Bridge:: If you need anything else, please contact me [20:21] ::allows the Admiral to exit the TL first:: Ackbar> ::turns to Fraser:: What is your position on the ship, if I might ask? [20:22] My Lord, shall we render full honors and courtesies to this Admiral Ackbar? [20:22] ::makes his way through the piles of new parts:: [20:22] I am the Tactical Officer, sir [20:22] ::gets back to the plasma intakes:: [20:22] ::looks to Ackbar:: [20:22] Will do. Thanks for the tour... [20:22] ::steps back into the TL:: [20:22] * Mouse looks up at Toran and immediately moves over to his side [20:22] Anytime sir [20:22] ::steps out onto the bridge:: [20:23] ::notices how busy the Captain is and decides that it can wait and heads back to helm and checks on her assistant:: [20:23] ::gets up and offers the Visitors a chair on the bridge:: [20:23] wha'dya see? [20:23] Oh, this ship is amazing... 12On the Bridge, the Tactical console starts beeping. [20:23] They took us to the fighter bay... [20:23] ::moves to Tatical:: [20:23] ::hears the klaxon:: [20:23] Vansen, report [20:23] * Mouse nods [20:23] ::looks over at the tactical console:: What is wrong? [20:23] ::looks to Vansen:: What is it Vansen? [20:23] they got a lotta ships? [20:23] ::looks at some power readout charts:: If we ever get this thing to work, It'll be one for the record books. [20:23] * Mouse looks at th'tactical console [20:24] Torpedo Armory ::shakes his head:: Not yet, Lieutenant. This goes with treating him as an equal, rather than someone we want something from. [20:24] Hard to tell. A number of small devices are heading toward the fleet 12ACTION:: Fraser, Ackbar, and his party arrive on the Bridge. [20:24] ::stands Up:: [20:24] * Mouse turns as Ackbar enters the bridge, and gasps in shock [20:24] Intensify scans. I want them indentified! [20:24] ::whispers to Mouse:: Their fighters are truly stellar... Reminded me of the good old days back... ::turns:: [20:24] ::exits on to Bridge:: [20:24] A - a - admiral Ackbar [20:24] ::turns and comes to attn:: [20:24] ::stands straight, at attention:: [20:24] Aye Commander [20:24] * Mouse takes an involuntary step back [20:25] * Mouse sees Toran straighten, and remembers her 'training' [20:25] ::Intensify's the scans:: [20:25] * Mouse stiffens and tosses off a sharp salute [20:25] ::Stands at attention, does not render the Knightly salute towards equals [20:25] ::turns around to see Ackbar and his party and scans their minds:: [20:25] SIR! [20:25] Mouse Could you look at this [20:25] ::points to a screen:: [20:25] * Mouse turns hesitantly, afraid to drop from attention [20:25] ::feels something very strange with Skywalker's mind:: [20:25] * Mouse looks at the screen [20:26] Captain we are reciving a transmition from them [20:26] ::sees Skywalker beside Ackbar, mentally prides himself on detecting the prescence of the young Jedi trainee:: [20:26] * Mouse glances nervously back at Ackbar [20:26] *** RLt_Alpha (AlphaEye@206-18-115-187.la.inreach.net) has joined #USS- Coronado [20:26] *** LCARS sets mode: +v RLt_Alpha [20:26] 12Computer recognizes RLt_Alpha. Authorization codes enabled. ::steps up to greet Ackbar:: Welcome aboard the Coronado, sir. I'm Captain Aldur. Your journey was pleasant, I trust? [20:26] :::looks back and forth between the core and the conduits:: [20:26] <> [20:26] * Mouse bites her lip, hoping he doesn't get angry at her. She mutters "wouln't be th'first time." [20:27] ::scans Ackbars mind to see if he is saying what he thinks:: [20:27] <> ::doesn't hear Vansen for the moment, busy with diplomacy with Ackbar:: [20:27] ::studies the visitors with scientifc and professional interest [20:27] ::turns his head slightly to regard Mouse, wondering what she's fussing about:: [20:27] ::slips away and walks over to Vansen:: What is it? [20:27] ::ignores his headache [20:27] Commander were getting a transmission from the devices:: [20:27] ::notices Lehman is scaning ppls minds again and shakes his head:: * CPCO_Aldur 12ACTION:: On the speakers, a strange sort of... well, possibly a language... is audible. It repeats for several seconds. [20:27] ::looks at Toran:: what's going on? [20:28] ::feels Luke Skywalker staring at her but deleberetly does not look at him:: [20:28] <> Skywalker> ::looks up:: Where is that sound coming from? Briax> Imperial probe droids! [20:28] ::gouges a large piece of duranium out of the core aft section:: [20:28] * Mouse gasps [20:28] I shoulda known, Droids!" [20:28] ::locks his attention on Aldur:: [20:28] probe droids? ::turns away from Ackbar for the moment, taking his cue from his adviser's caution:: Yellow alert. * LCARS ACTION:: 12The automatic alert warning sounds as the ship's alert status changes to 8,1 yellow 12. [20:28] Can you clear that up Vansen? ::turns back to Briax:: What's a probe droid? [20:28] * Mouse looks around, trying to find something to do to help with the battle [20:29] I can try! [20:29] ::walks into the bay and looks at his small panel:: [20:29] ::presses buttons:: [20:29] A what? [20:29] There we go....okay, this'll be where the main forcefield generator goes. [20:29] ::logs in and begins tapping away:: [20:29] Vansen...keep a track on that ....droid. [20:29] ::looks confused:: What are these probe droids? [20:29] Aye commander [20:29] ::stands next to the Tac console:: [20:29] There scanning our Ship [20:29] * Mouse bites her lip. She'd volunteer her own fighter craft to go and destroy the thing, but is too deathly afraid of speaking Briax> Defend yourselves against them, Captain! They will attack you if they find a weak point! [20:30] ::tries to read Ackbars mind and fins out what they are without him realizing it:: [20:30] fins=finds [20:30] ::gazes at his console:: [20:30] ::turns:: Admiral... Should we not jam their transmissions? * CPCO_Aldur 12ACTION:: Briax's comment is punctuated by several bursts of fire from one of the droids. [20:30] * Mouse looks at Toran and says quietly "I got my A Wing down inna bay, we can use that." [20:30] ::picks up a tricorder and jogs over to one of the launch tubes:: [20:30] My Lord, we are being scanned..on several various unique frequencies [20:30] Captain return fire!! [20:30] ::nods to Mouse:: Need a wingman? [20:30] ::looks at Toran:: what do we do? Raise shields. Admiral, you're going to have to excuse me a moment. Ackbar> ::nods:: Of course, Captain. [20:30] Toran [20:30] ? Briax> ::leans against something eagerly:: [20:31] * Mouse smiles for a second "I needa'nother pilot in my ship." [20:31] ::Nods:: Aye Vansen! [20:31] ::opens the tricorder and scans the chute:: [20:31] * Mouse looks at Ackbar hesistantly, then says to Toran "shoul'we ask?" [20:31] ::locks onto target 50 % power and fires weapons:: ::crosses to his chair:: Fraser, take Tactical. Vansen, take Mission Ops. Return fire on any droid that fires on us. Let's get a tractor beam on one of those droids, also. [20:31] ::takes over for her assistant and returns to helm:: [20:31] ::turns to Alpha:: We're going to take Mouse's A-Wing... [20:31] ::gets up and walks to Mission Ops:: [20:31] ::sits down at Tac:: [20:31] ::walks over and stands next to the Captain:: [20:31] ok ::whispers to Silver:: Think it's a ruse? [20:32] * Mouse bites her lip nervously [20:32] Hmm...checks out [20:32] ::pulls out his command info card:: will we be needing this for the A-Wing? 12ACTION:: One droid in particular gets closer and closer to the port nacelle. [20:32] Alrigh! Load 'em up, gentlemen [20:32] ::gets ready to fire:: [20:32] ::has a sensor pallet for scientifuc research counter the probes scans with broud band EM emmissions [20:32] ::starts to work a little faster:: [20:32] ::shakes her head:: No...I get nothing but the feeling of complete honesty from the group. [20:32] * Mouse whispers to Toran "We gonna haveta ask?" [20:32] ::turns a muti directional phaser aray on it. Full power:: [20:32] Looks for the secondary exit... A-wings, Alpha... We're going to need backup too... 12ACTION:: Meanwhile, two others approach the deflector dish and a forth attempts to fly through the shields... successfully, after a couple of tries. [20:32] ::picks up a small PADD and begins entering figures into it:: [20:33] ::hits the droid:: [20:33] ::glances back at Ackbar and then at Skywalker then goes back to working the helm console:: [20:33] The remaining pilots from my squadron are on board, I can get them [20:33] * Mouse turns to the turbolift, torn apart with indecision and finally deciding to go out for the flight [20:33] ::whispers to Mouse:: We may not have to do anything... But let's just go... [20:33] We need shields! * CPCO_Aldur 12ACTION:: Vansen destroys several droids, but in typical Imperial fashion, more and more keep coming. [20:33] * Mouse and Toran zip down together to the bay where Mouses' aWing is being stored [20:33] Change the frequency!!!! [20:33] ::fire phaser at one of the droids:: [20:33] ::turns to Alpha:: Get them... We'll get out there and set the stage... [20:34] ::pulls out his comm device:: Alpha squadon pilots, report to me immeditly [20:34] Th'hyper's gone on it, an I only got two 'pedoes left, but we' got lasers an'ions an 3/4 engines [20:34] ::enters the Turbolift:: Flight Deck! [20:34] right Damn! What is it about design in this galaxy? Everything seems to be dozens of tiny gnats instead of one big target! [20:34] sir... they're matching our shield frequencies. I can't believe this Lehman, let's get some distance. Full impulse. [20:34] ::sees 8 pilots rush into the bay:: [20:34] ::varies jamming attempt [20:34] ::moves briskly alongside Mouse:: Let's hope it's enough! [20:34] * Mouse hops into the open cockpit [20:34] ok people, we have a job to do, let's go! [20:34] you wan'flight or weapons? [20:34] They're starting to get thru the shields! [20:34] ::fire phaser at another one of the droids:: [20:34] ::runs to his X-Wing while his pilots get in theirs and take off:: [20:34] Captain Our deflector dish we can put out a burst that would scatter there transmitions [20:35] ::fires phaser at another one of the droids:: [20:35] ::nods:: yes sir ::quickly taps on the console and gets the Cornado going at full impulse:: [20:35] * Mouse feels the ship rock as the shields fall "LE's hurry!" [20:35] ::hops in after Mouse:: You decide... I can do both... [20:35] Good luck Mouse, Toran, keep an open channel [20:35] <<'night>> [20:35] * Mouse jumps to the pilot seat [20:35] ::flys out:: * CPCO_Aldur 12ACTION:: More and more and more droids find the proper shield frequency, penetrate, and start attaching themselves to the hull... one even explodes inside the aft torpedo bay! Fortunately, damage is light... [20:35] *** CROP_Sirius has quit IRC (Quit: The future is in beta - Wired ) [20:35] Will do, Alpha. [20:35] * Mouse closes the cockpit canopy as she suits up into her helmet [20:35] My Lord, suggest we alter phaser emmision for braod spectrum coverage. an unorthodox tactic once employed by 23rd century Federation vessels against loaked Romulan vessels [20:35] ::hails his squadron:: get into formation and prepare to strike [20:35] * Mouse fires up the engines, and turns the shuttle for the open doors [LCARS SOUND] [20:35] agreed [20:35] Sir! I think we better deploy the spectres again. [20:35] Squadron> all ready Lt ::nods:: Do it, DuLac. Lehman, bring us about. Fraser, modify phasers as specified and fire! [20:35] We need to take them head on. [20:36] ::quickly tryes to out maneuver the droids:: [20:36] ::Alpha Squadron get's into V formation:: [20:36] * Mouse flips on the comm line to the other wing "Blue Six t'all wings, I'm takin th'one on th'right." [20:36] ::straps into the weapons position, pulls the helmet on over his dark head:: [20:36] Commander there fighters were to strong 12ACTION:: Another droid enters the fore portside torpedo bay. [20:36] * Mouse rips out of the shuttle bay at fullspeed, knocking the both of them into their seets [20:36] ::brings the ship around and gets into attack position:: [20:36] ::begins modifications...working with inhumn speed in crisis [20:36] Whoa!! [20:36] This is Yellow Leader to Blue Six, we read you loud and clear [20:36] ::modifies phasers and fires:: [20:36] *** ObsKosakuAWAY is now known as Kosaku [20:36] Security!! [20:36] I have to go sorry [20:36] Yellow squadron, engage! [20:37] cya's later [20:37] * Mouse pulls immediately into a tight turn towards the oncoming droids [20:37] ::feels his neck crack:: Oh yeah... ::tightens his grip on the firing controls:: [20:37] *** LMCC_Vansen has quit IRC (Quit: Leaving ) * CPCO_Aldur 12ACTION:: Phasers are having less and less effect as the droids forgo their attacks, and concentrate on attaching themselves to the hull, looking for ways in... [20:37] ::flys out of formation:: [20:37] * Mouse goes into a spiral towards one of the leading droids [20:37] ::wishes Starfleet had installed a point defese array [20:37] all yers, Toran! [20:37] ::targets the nearest 2 droids and opens fire with the lasers:: [20:37] ::spins out and fires on a droid:: [20:37] ::grabs a phaser from the armory and fires at it:: Work...c'mon...work [20:37] * Mouse flips the microphone down on her helmet and opens a channel to the Coro as she continues the spiral [20:37] Captain, I can't get away from them, there are too many and several are attaching to the ship [20:37] ::droid explodes in front of him:: Take that you! 12ACTION:: They move with inhuman speed, entering torpedo bays, forcing open shuttle docking bays and ports, external access hatches... soon there are three dozen on the ship! * CPCO_Aldur 12******************** SIM PAUSE ******************** [20:37] My Lord, perhaps polarizing the hull may disrupt the droids as they attach? [20:38] :;attn:: [20:38] ::attn:: [20:38] ::attn:: [20:38] ::attn:: [20:38] +comm+ Blues Six t'Coronado, requestin'target lock [20:38] ::attn:: [20:38] eep! [20:38] ::attn:: [20:38] ::whistles as his one basting laces the first droid, which explodes and crashes into the second:: [20:38] :;attn:: [20:38] ++atten-hit!++ [20:38] hut, even 8:\ [20:38] ::rebellious attn:: [20:38] ::attn:: [20:38] <<=P I'm in the torpedo bay =)>> Great work tonight, everyone! Coro wouldn't be Coro without a nice discussion of the morality of affecting the timeline, or in this case, the timeline of a different galaxy. ;) [20:38] he he he [20:39] heh [20:39] well, we rebels don'gotta talk. We're rebels, we don'care 8;D [20:39] yea verily, tis proper to be melodramtic at all times :) [20:39] ::stays in attn:: Before we go, we've got a few things to take care of. ;) Vansen, front and center! [20:39] she had ta leave 8:\ [20:39] <> Doh! OK, never mind then. ;) [20:39] <> [20:39] he he he [20:39] < lol [20:39] * Mouse pokes the Captain playfully ::chuckles:: Is Lehman here, or did she leave too? [20:40] lol [20:40] ::pokes JesterAldur in the side a few times:: *poke* *poke* [20:40] <> [20:40] She's here =) [20:40] * Mouse points ta Lehmann [20:40] -? [20:40] No sir, I am here ::smiles:: ::winks at Silver:: Well, get her up here, and bring me my knife. [20:40] * Mouse eeps and hides behind Toran [20:40] :;walks over to Lehman and glares at her:: [20:40] *** ObsBrody has quit IRC (Quit: Computer- "Specifiy Target?" EMH's- "ROMULANS!" ) [20:40] Come w/me Lt. [20:40] ::backs up a step:: I always knew you didn't like my being telepathic sir [20:41] * Mouse laughs [20:41] ::raises an eyebrow and whispers to Mouse:: These people must have a unique system of promotion... I think there's going to be a knife- duel! [20:41] <> [20:41] ::sighs:: yes ma'am ::follows XO silver:: [20:41] * Mouse watches with exteme intrest [20:41] ::takes out a knife quickly and walks over to Aldur:: Here you are sir...give it to her. [20:41] <> [20:41] * Mouse whispers to Toran "Five chits on Lehmann!" [20:41] <> ::takes the knife and fingers the blade; looks at Lehman significantly:: Lieutenant Lehman, do you know the punishment for repeatedly disrupting a serious meeting with your telepathic chit-chat? [20:41] ::whispers back:: twenty on Aldur! [20:42] ::thinks about it:: Death sir? [20:42] * Mouse whispers "Yeah, I thouhght it was gonna be Silver. no bet." [20:42] ::stands behind the captain stiffly and glares at Lehman:: Yes. ::glares at Lehman:: Fortunately for you, it's overcome by your significant, repeated, and important contributions to the safety and well being of this vessel. [20:42] :;whispers to Fraser:: this should be good [20:42] <> [20:42] ::thinks... I tried to warn her:: [20:42] *** RLt_Alpha has quit IRC (Ping timeout ) [20:42] * Mouse sits back with an enormous bowl of popcorn, crunching enjoyably and watching as if it were a movie And for those contributions, it is my honor to promote you to Lt. Commander. ::grins at her:: Exec, I'll need something other than this knife, I think. [20:42] ::whew:: Thank-you sir [20:43] :;steals some popcorn from Mouse:; thanks [20:43] * Mouse cheers and tosses popcorn at Lehmann [20:43] woo woo! [20:43] ::grins:: Thank-you Captain Aldur [20:43] ::claps:: [20:43] *** RLt_Alpha (AlphaEye@199-170-160-75.la.inreach.net) has joined #USS- Coronado [20:43] *** LCARS sets mode: +v RLt_Alpha [20:43] 12Computer recognizes RLt_Alpha. Authorization codes enabled. [20:43] ::comes to attn and smiles widely at Lehman:: [20:43] *** Lt_Lehman is now known as LCDR_Lehman [20:43] (( Gee, I wonder if Mouse is ooc now :P )) [20:43] * Mouse cheers raucously and tosses the entire bowl up into the air [20:43] Aawww... no blood bath [20:43] Congratulations....Commander. :;smiles:: [20:43] ((nah.... she's off duty 8:D)) [20:43] -RLt_Alpha- could ya announce that the Catalina is requesting simmers for Saturday at 3 EST? ::winks at Lehman:: Exec, if there's no further business tonight, please dismiss the crew with my compliments. [20:44] ::grins:: [20:44] ::salutes Captain Aldur:: I will wear the pips with pride sir! [20:44] <> [20:44] *** LTEN_Cyrax has quit IRC (Quit: You can't get blood from a stone, unless you bash it against someone's skull. ) [20:44] ::turns to hte group:: [20:44] Company....dis...MISSED! [20:44] (( *hits Mouse with a wet sponge* *SPLOT* )) [20:44] hmm [20:44] LCARS, we're done. * LCARS ACTION:: 12********** CRXO_Silver has called: Company, at ease! ********** [20:44] *** LCARS changes topic to 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-63100 =/\= Time to relax -- #Jester's is open for business! ' [20:44] *** LCARS sets mode: -m