12Stardate 51811.0: "Slayer's Vengeance", part 3, by Jester. 12SUMMARY: The pieces fall into place. Come back in glory or on your shield. 12The good news is that Coronado has discovered the U.S.S. Horizon and her crew, missing, presumed lost for more than 200 years. The bad news is that the entire crew has been infected by the neural parasites that staged a near-successful takeover of Starfleet Command a decade ago. ::grins back at Whethers:: 12Coro discovered the Horizon and crew while conducting first contact procedures with a new and rather strange lifeform which seems to have at least three life stages: a large white spiderweb-like mass (and an associated gaseous form), a mobile creature that looks like a cross between an ant and a cat, and a large tree-like breeding form. 12The lifeform is under attack by the same parasite that has the crew of the Horizon under its control. The source of the infection seems to be the crew of the Horizon, trapped in suspended animation by a roomful of the sessile web. The crew of the Coro has moved in force to remove the mother creature and free both the lifeform and the Horizon crew. ack ack Shh ack ack ::Ack:: ack *** Andros (~andros@207-172-83-116.s53.as2.wlm.erols.com) has joined #LOL-Coronado :) ack *** Andros is now known as ObsAndros ack ack, cappy! Hoist the gib and keel-haul the rookies!! ack ack *cough* ack Yeah, read it. woohoo! At least we didn't kill the boson this week... <> whos on the planet? <> <> The following personnel begin INSIDE the Horizon cavern: Betcha it's me... and me =) 8:P Of course. ::nudges some people back in attn/ack:: The expendable lieutenants. ::attn:: Twain, Wong, Wong: w/the Marines, on guard. DuLac, Browning: reviving the sleepers. Cash: coordinating. *** CRXO_Cash is now known as [CRXO_Cash] whaddabout me? * LTen_Berkana could have sworn he was in the cavern,..... ::raises hand:: Umm... Captain... I thought I was still in sickbay Those folks, please use [], as your XO has so graciously demonstrated. :) ::looks at Alex :: Wong , Wong ? :: smiles :: You're out of Sickbay. :) ::pulls his hypospray and spins it like a shootin'-iron:: o fine then :P You mean all us Marines? *** LTDR_Browning is now known as [LTDR_Browning] *** CdrSC_Lan_DuLAc is now known as [CdrSC_Lan_DuLac] The following personnel begin aboard the Horizon: >Wong: w/the Marines, on guard.< *** SRSL_Wong is now known as [SRSL_Wong] <> *** LJtc_Wong is now known as [LTJtc_Wong] Berkana, Mouse: preparing the ship to accept sessile net detached by DuLac and Browning. Lehman: coordinating, and setting the ship's course based on DuLac's input. <[LTJtc_Wong]> :: sighs :: DuLac, you'll probably be bouncing back and forth between those two teams. <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> < aye aye skipper =) You folks will use || in your nicks. <[LTJtc_Wong]> So , what to look for ? *** LTen_Berkana is now known as |LTen_Berkana| *** CRHM_Lehman is now known as |CRHM_Lehman| <[CRXO_Cash]> Wongs... You're guarding the entrances from left and right flank, protecting us from external ant-cat threat. <> <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> <> <[SRSL_Wong]> ooo... lucky us :) <[LTJtc_Wong]> :: looks at Alex :: Yeah. Twain, Whethers, Marshall: the three of you are with the Marines OUTSIDE the cavern, protecting the INSIDE team from being eaten. ;) Thanks. <|CRHM_Lehman|> <> *** Mouse has quit IRC (Ping timeout) Oh, we haven't started? Kewl.. :) Twain, you'll probably be moving back and forth between inside and outside. <[CRXO_Cash]> Yeah, as Mr. Skip stated :P ::hoists his pump action phaser rifle and checks the charge on his pistols:: <> Does everyone understand their location, and their mission? <> <|LTen_Berkana|> yup =) *** Mouse (cpinnell@edtntnt4-port-56.agt.net) has joined #LOL-Coronado Aye sir! *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Mouse 12Computer recognizes Mouse. Authorization codes enabled. 12Mouse = Petty Officer Jennifer "Mouse" Wildman, Science Technician. <[LTDR_Browning]> Sahyessah! You got it, Skip >:| Understood, sir. <|LTen_Berkana|> Mouse || hai! *** Mouse is now known as |Mouse| <[LTJtc_Wong]> Let's go , Alex ! <|Mouse|> ((whad'I miss?)) <> <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> Verily doth I comprehend the scope of my duties and my domain. *** LTTC_Marshall is now known as [LTTC_Marshall] <[CRXO_Cash]> [] , Twain. <> <[LTDR_Browning]> You don't speak Layman, do you, Lan? *** Wolve (~Wolve@modem250.delanet.com) has joined #LOL-Coronado <[SRSL_Wong]> aye me lady :) *** L1CC_Twain is now known as [L1CC_Twain] <[LTJtc_Wong]> Men. *** Wolve is now known as obsWolve *** L1SL_Whethers is now known as [L1SL_Whethers] Let's use a third tag for those outside the cavern. How about --. Does that work? Or __ if it doesn.t <[LTDR_Browning]> maybe _ _ _ it is. <[CRXO_Cash]> GRRR... Captain, no offense, but I'm gonna have to kill you soon here :) <[LTDR_Browning]> woohoo! Twain, Whethers, Marshall, use _ _. *** [LTTC_Marshall] is now known as _LTTC_Marshall_ *** [L1SL_Whethers] is now known as _L1SL_Whethers_ <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> Layman..hmm, I hath not encounteed a denzien of that planet, nor its language. *** [L1CC_Twain] is now known as _L1CC_Twain_ <[LTJtc_Wong]> :: goes to the entrance :: Here we are. <[LTDR_Browning]> Just wondering. OK, now that we're all split in threes, nicely "Shadows and Symbols," let's get this thing going. :) Hope nobody minds a fairly long sim. Any last questions? <|CRHM_Lehman|> no sir <_L1CC_Twain_> Not I, sir. No, sir. <[LTJtc_Wong]> :: looks at Alex :: Alex ? <[LTDR_Browning]> Oh, no, sah. <|Mouse|> woo woo! <_L1SL_Whethers_> Yeah...what happened to the last Squadron leader? <[LTDR_Browning]> Woo woo? Then without any further ado... :) <[SRSL_Wong]> ready... if there aren't any quizzes along the way * FCCO_Aldur 8,5=0,5/\8,5=12 =-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM START =-=-=-=-=-=-= 8,5=0,5/\8,5= <[SRSL_Wong]> other squadron leader went ka-poof :) <[LTDR_Browning]> he was drawn and quartered. <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::organizes the small security detail into some semblance of a defensive formation:: Come on you weenies! You wanna get swarmed?! Move it! * |Mouse| sits down in the bridge of the Horizon at the engineering terminal, rather unfamiliar with it's layout <[LTJtc_Wong]> Okay. <[SRSL_Wong]> ::takes up the left flank guarding position:: <[LTDR_Browning]> ::hunches over another unconscious naked person:: 12=.\ction= Marines from 3rd, 4th, and 6th Platoons begin beaming down to the planet and taking their positions. * CROP_Sirius slowly awakens, unaware of his surroundings [CoroLCARS SOUND] <_L1SL_Whethers_> ::checks the power charge on his phaser rifle again, feeling very insecure:: * _L1CC_Twain_ looks around. <[CRXO_Cash]> Alright, Doc, Lord DuLac... We've got you covered... <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::shifts throughout the caverns, now familiar with their layout, checking access points:: <|CRHM_Lehman|> ::sits at the helm console of the Horizon and works on getting things set up for the transfer of the net to the ship:: <[LTDR_Browning]> Good to know, Mr. Cash. <|Mouse|> ::tappidy tappidy tappidy:: <_L1CC_Twain_> +taps+ Twain to Squadron Leaders, take your positions. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[CRXO_Cash]> Wong and Wong, ::grins slightly:: You're no Pinball, but you'll do. Keep guard. <|LTen_Berkana|> ::Pulls himself put from under the console:: Mouse, check the relays now..they sohlud work... ::somewhat bewildered:: where am.... <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> ::takes in the feel of the cavern, then attends to the mysteries entombed within the sessile net 12=.\ction= In large groups and small, 240 Marines and about a dozen Starfleet officers take their posts all around the entrance to the Infinity Cavern. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[CRXO_Cash]> Shoot anything that looks like it's trying to attack us. <[LTJtc_Wong]> :: looks at Alex :: Marines.... <[SRSL_Wong]> ::glares at Cash for the pinball mark:: aye sir... <[LTDR_Browning]> Mr. DuLac? <[LTDR_Browning]> If you'd care to assist? <|Mouse|> uh, yessir ::puts one hand on Sirius' shoulder:: You're in Sickbay. How do you feel? <[SRSL_Wong]> ::looks up:: why me ::walks off to guard:: * |Mouse| checks the relays, and they all light up green <_L1SL_Whethers_> ::glances at his tricorder, but decidesagainst it:: <[LTDR_Browning]> <> <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::moves throughout the caverns, performing final defensive checks:: You ready Twain? <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> ::looks up at the "mister" comment, then begins a short range scan ::sits up slowly, wincing at pain in his neck:: <[LTJtc_Wong]> :: sits down on a rock :: Why you what ? :: smiles big :: <_L1CC_Twain_> Definitely. ::looks around again:: ::heard something, unsure of what was said:: ::helps Sirius up:: You've been out for almost 16 hours. Before that... well, before that, you were infected by a rather unique mind-control agent. <_L1SL_Whethers_> ::slips after Marshall, realizing he's been left alone:: ::slowly reaches for his neck:: <[SRSL_Wong]> ::smiles:: nothin... absolutly nothing <|LTen_Berkana|> ::Grins:: all working....finally...ok lets check the EPS conduits in section 12 Alpha...::looks around:: this ship gives me the creeps... <[CRXO_Cash]> ::paces a short length between slumbering crewmembers, keeping close to the Doc:: <[LTDR_Browning]> Oh, sorry. Sir DuLac, if you wouldn't mind handing me that containment canister? ::confused look:: huh? <[LTJtc_Wong]> Uh huh. 12=.\ction= The Marines professionally take their positions, check shield generators, and work to make the entrance as inapproachable and defensible as possible. <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> ::tosses the container to the doctor, looking closely within the depths of the sessile net <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::checks the forcefield generators at the main cavern enterance, flipping a thumbs up to Cash as he walks back out into the labyrinth:: <[LTDR_Browning]> ::injects heavy sedative into the sleeping naked guy:: <[LTDR_Browning]> Thank you. ::catches canister:: ::helps Sirius sit up:: Never mind. Are you all right? Can you return to duty? <[SRSL_Wong]> <> 16 hours? I was just down on the planet.... * _L1CC_Twain_ stands at the entrance, glancing around, watching the marines begin to disappear behind obstructions. <|LTen_Berkana|> ::Gets up and walks over to a panel:: <[LTJtc_Wong]> :: sighs and rubs side :: A couple more months.... <[LTDR_Browning]> ::turns over sedated naked guy:: * _L1CC_Twain_ nods silently, then follows Marshall <_L1SL_Whethers_> ::decides to pull his tricoder and begins to scan the surrounding area for anything relevant:: {{I don't like these caves...too creepy.}} 12=.\ction= A group of four cants trots by outside the cavern entrance, taking no notice of the Marines. <[CRXO_Cash]> ::sees Marshall's signal:: Great, now all we gotta do is hope the queen takes our dinner invitations seriously here. *** Mousie (cpinnell@edtntnt4-port-149.agt.net) has joined #LOL-Coronado *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Mousie 12Computer recognizes Mousie. Authorization codes enabled. <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> ::moves to observe the status of the parasite as the removal process begins:: <_L1SL_Whethers_> ::slips the tricorder away as he watches the cants go by:: ((>:|)) <[LTDR_Browning]> ::turns on laserscalpel:: <[SRSL_Wong]> <> <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::quickly pulls up his pump action phaser, trying to discern whether or not these cants are infected:: * _L1CC_Twain_ sees the cants *** |Mouse| has quit IRC (Ping timeout) *** Mousie is now known as |Mouse| <[LTDR_Browning]> This is gonna get a little gruesome, Sir DuLac. Perhaps you'd like to step back? <_L1CC_Twain_> Scan them... <[SRSL_Wong]> ::looks around:: don't ya just love guard duty? <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> Methinks I may divine a process that shall incapacitate said parisite in a manner more effective than the sedative that doth affect the host, primarily. ::shakes his head:: The doctor removed the infecting agent, but the process knocked you out. <|LTen_Berkana|> ::Opens the panel and whsiltes:: The sure dont make ships, like the used to...I havent seen one of these ::reaches in and pulls out a piece of equipment:: for..well in ages <[CRXO_Cash]> Something tells me he won't mind a little spilling of blood, Doc. * _L1CC_Twain_ crouches down, removes his rifle, and readies it. * |Mouse| stretches at her seat, not exactly sure what she should be doing Or maybe the doctor did that. In any case, I need you on the Bridge. Can you make it? <|CRHM_Lehman|> ::taps on the helm console bringing the ship in closer to where they need to be for the transfer <|CRHM_Lehman|> :: <[CRXO_Cash]> No offense, Lord DuLac. <_LTTC_Marshall_> You're the one with all the fancy equipment in that armour, this thing's just a flight suit <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> Doctor, I hath encountered enough blood and gore to not be squeamish. Thou may proceed without worry. <[LTJtc_Wong]> :: raises eye-brow :: I'm a Tactical officer , I'm was trained to be at consoles ! <[LTDR_Browning]> I sedate the host so they don't wake up screaming, Sir DuLac. <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::buffs the silver armour:: ::nods, forgetting, and winces:: 12=.\ction= A single cant approaches the Marine lines and waits. <[SRSL_Wong]> I was trained for... well... I wasn't trained for anything actually <_L1SL_Whethers_> Lieutenant Twain, I'm reading 200 cants within the surrounding 25 meters. They're not heading toward the cavern, but most are in motion. <|Mouse|> ((It's gonna be one'a those nights, I'll be on and off I think 8:P)) ::helps Sirius onto his feet:: C'mon. <[LTDR_Browning]> ::cuts into the neck:: 12=.\ction= Aboard Horizon, all is quiet -- the ship seems almost eeriely silent. ::stumbles a little:: so I've been off the planet for 16 hours? <_L1CC_Twain_> +taps+ Marines, standby. Be suspcious. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <_L1CC_Twain_> <> <[LTDR_Browning]> ::gently tugs at the head of the parasite, while wearing near-indestructible gloves:: <[LTJtc_Wong]> We're guarding a cave ? Why ? It can't move . <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::fumbles with his phaser for a moment, then pulls out his tricorder with the communicatio algorithm inside, stepping slightly forward towards the cant:: Can I help you? ::nods:: About that, yes. <[CRXO_Cash]> ::turns to Wong:: As a tactical operations manager, you're also trained for fighting hand to hand, if necessary. You've got a phaser and a set of simple orders, I suggest not complaining too much... <_L1SL_Whethers_> < = whisper>> <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> Perhaps a combination; one that doth renders the host unconscious, and also neutralizes the parasite before removal, to make it more manageable upon capture? * |Mouse| rubs her hands together, looking about and lost in thought. Science was a change for her, something she had never even thought possible for her. She was quickly proving that right, unfortunately <[LTDR_Browning]> ::pulls the little pink worm free of the host and shoves it into a containment canister:: <[SRSL_Wong]> <> 12=.\ction= The cant speaks through Marshall's tricorder: 12Preparations good warriors attack soon drive you away. <[LTDR_Browning]> Just be quick, s...Lord DuLac. <_L1CC_Twain_> What the hell? ::takes notice of several bruises:: I must have been busy <[CRXO_Cash]> << Well which one of you is tactical, huh? Which ones is complaining. There's your answer :P >> ::nods:: I'll say. ::leaves Sickbay, walking briskly:: <[LTJtc_Wong]> Ha hah. * |Mouse| yawns and stretches again. She wasn't having such a terribly good day * |LTen_Berkana| closes the panel and walks over to Mouse.....and pulls up a seat:: What do you think....how on earth do we get this place ready to take the web? +taps+ Aldur to Horizon -- report status. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <_L1SL_Whethers_> ::glances to Twain:: What's up with that? ::indicates the single cant:: ::follows after aldur, falling behind:: <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::chuckles slightly:: Not bloody likely. Those infected warriors are gonna get their...::stops as he realizes he's some sort of ambassador and clears his throat:: Thank you for the information, we will be ready <|Mouse|> ::blink blink:: me? <_L1CC_Twain_> I'm thinking distraction. <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> ::makes an quick adjustment to an instrument, then projects a localized burst of energy that finely differentiates its affect from host and parasite..resulting in a docile and compliant parasite, and far more easy to remove. <[CRXO_Cash]> ::turns around to face the female wong again:: Something funny, Lieutenant? <|Mouse|> uhm.... ::blush blush, fumble fumble:: I dunno sir... I.. ah... I'm not much at this stuff.... <_L1CC_Twain_> +taps+ Marines, stand-by. [CoroLCARS SOUND] 12=.\ction= The cant nods and trots off, using its graceful but strange-looking gait. <[LTDR_Browning]> ::runs 'ana-prot' over wound and watches cut disappear:: * _L1CC_Twain_ watches closely. <[LTJtc_Wong]> I got a good reason to complain. And it's right here. :: points to her stomach :: <_L1SL_Whethers_> ::watches it go:: Peculiar thing. <_LTTC_Marshall_> +taps+ Marshall to Cash. I've got a cant out here who says the warriors' attack is coming soon [CoroLCARS SOUND] * _L1CC_Twain_ glances around in other directions. <[LTDR_Browning]> You like technology, don't you, Lord. <[CRXO_Cash]> Perhaps you should assume maternity leave, Lieutenant. But not on my watch. Zip it. <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> Sadly, this process takes time and can only be accompished from very close range, or I would make use of it as a weapon. 12=.\ction= A science technician holds the container with the parasites from Browning, as if a little sick, and unsure of what to do with it. <[CRXO_Cash]> +taps+ Would that be an infected cant, or a regular one? [CoroLCARS SOUND] * |Mouse| rubs her hands togther nervously <_LTTC_Marshall_> +taps+ It's a regular one, I've got no sign of a parasite [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> I am a Science Knight; the mind is the ultimate tool of a Science Knight, and I was born to its study. ::arrives in the TL:: Bridge. <_LTTC_Marshall_> +taps+ and I wouldn't figure the bad guys would warn us... [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[LTJtc_Wong]> :: narrows eyes :: +taps+ Aldur to Horizon. Lehman, report status, please. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[CRXO_Cash]> +taps+ Damn... ... See if you can get someone to communicate our plan to them... [CoroLCARS SOUND] * _L1CC_Twain_ looks around again. <_L1SL_Whethers_> ::is still trying to understand the nature of these 'cants':: Too crazy for me. <_LTTC_Marshall_> +taps+ Roger that, sir <[CRXO_Cash]> Maybe they don't understand what we're planning to do... <[LTDR_Browning]> I had to remove a titanium shard from my midsection at eight years of age using only my hands and no sedative. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <_L1CC_Twain_> A telepath, maybe? <_L1SL_Whethers_> << Just FYI, = mutter>> ::leans against the lift wall, drained:: <[LTDR_Browning]> I'm partial to hands-on work, Lord. <|CRHM_Lehman|> +taps+ Everything is ready on our end Captain Aldur and we are now waiting for the ground team to begin sir [CoroLCARS SOUND] <_L1SL_Whethers_> What makes you say that, sir? +taps+ Understood, Lehman. Aldur to Cash. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <|LTen_Berkana|> ::gets up and walks back over to the panel ad dissapaers inside:: <[CRXO_Cash]> +taps+ Cash here. [CoroLCARS SOUND] ::arrives on the Bridge, and heads for the command chair, nodding at the beta-shift Helm and Ops officers:: <_L1CC_Twain_> He wants someone to communicate...telepathy would be my first guess. ::wonders why aldur insists on being so loud:: ::exits and heads slowly for his console:: <[LTDR_Browning]> ::cuts into another sedated naked person:: +taps+ Give me your status down there, Exec. Horizon is ready to accept the sessile fragments. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::calls over one of the few security officers and gets him to communicate to the cant through the tricorder:: <[LTJtc_Wong]> :: looks at Wong with a "I will something very soon" look :: <_L1CC_Twain_> ...or through the tricorder. <_L1SL_Whethers_> And if they aren't telepathic? What then? ::shifts his weight, bring the phaser rifle to his right side:: <[CRXO_Cash]> +taps+ We're still removing the parasites. No sign of queenie yet. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> At times one must make due with what tools one has; I am reassured that thou dost have confidence in thy abilitiy to perform without ideal equipment. <[LTJtc_Wong]> << hit something >> 12=.\ction= One by one, Browning is making progress through the infected Horizon crew. 200 left, then 195. The canister with the parasites gets more and more full. <_L1SL_Whethers_> The tricorder? That'd be interesting. <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> ::finishes his scan:: <[LTDR_Browning]> ::pulls out worm with malicious interest:: ::looks puzzled at the console:: Captain...My command codes are suspended...? I can't log in <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::looks over his shoulder:: What are you two whispering about back there?! <[SRSL_Wong]> ::looks at Wong:: umm... not just now.. wait for something bad to come along <[LTDR_Browning]> The proper tools? <[CRXO_Cash]> Doc, are these people ready for transport yet? Ah, yes. +taps+ Hold one, Exec. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[LTDR_Browning]> Some are, sir. <[SRSL_Wong]> ::grabs his phaser and begins to polish it:: Computer, restore command codes for Commander Sirius, authorization Aldur delta-2-1-7, enable. <_L1SL_Whethers_> ::startled, glances at Marshall:: Considering there are an awful lot of cants around, speaking at full volume ain't the wisest course, sir. <[LTDR_Browning]> The uninfected ones that have been healed for fifteen minutes are ready to move. Why would they be...? ::fades off:: <[LTJtc_Wong]> Maybe my dad was right , maybe i shouldn't be in StarFleet. ::turns:: Siri, start beaming Horizon survivors aboard as Dr. Browning clears them. <[CRXO_Cash]> *nods* Good. We'll beam them back up to the Coronado in groups of six. *** |Mouse| has quit IRC (Ping timeout) <|LTen_Berkana|> ::Pulls himself out of the conduit:: Ok...this ends fine <[LTDR_Browning]> yes, sir. <[SRSL_Wong]> If you hadn't have been here... we probably would have never met <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::rolls his eyes:: They can't understand our words anyways...hence the tricorder to convert our sound into the sonic waves, or whatever, they use to communicate.. +taps+ Aldur to Cash. We're ready to start evacuating survivors whenever you're ready. Coro out. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[LTDR_Browning]> ::waves anabolic protoplaser over wound:: uhmm, right ::prepares the transporters:: <_L1CC_Twain_> Okay, we've got 250 marines waiting for some action... Where's our company. <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> But, verily, there is little more that I can accomplish here. Thou dost make most pleasing progress with the extraction process, and my contributions hath finished. therefore, I shall return to the fair coronado with this data to help prepare our egress from this system. <[CRXO_Cash]> Alright... Are these six good to go, Doc? 12=.\ction= Six cants trot by the outer Marine lines, taking no notice of the defenses. <_L1SL_Whethers_> ::mutters:: Yeah, well, you can't tell these guys from good and bad. * _L1CC_Twain_ ahs and crouches more. <_LTTC_Marshall_> And here we go again...::lifts his rifle:: <[LTDR_Browning]> Thank you, Lord. <|CRHM_Lehman|> ::sits at helm on the Horizon and sips on her mug of hot coffee and waits patiently:: <[LTJtc_Wong]> I know but.....right now I could be in High-School. *** |Mouse| (cpinnell@edtntnt4-port-6.agt.net) has joined #LOL-Coronado *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v |Mouse| <|Mouse|> ((grrrr)) <[LTDR_Browning]> ::shakes his head as DuLac turns away:: <[SRSL_Wong]> <> ::rests his head in his hand:: <[CRXO_Cash]> Lord DuLac, if you'd accompany the Horizon survivors up to the Coro for the first transport, it would be greatly appreciated. ::stands behind Siri:: Wonder how they're doing clearing away that sessile. <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> please, Doctor. I bear no title among this crew. I am but a Starfleet officer whilst I serve aboard the Coronado. I am no thy Lord, but a humble Commander. <[LTDR_Browning]> <> <[SRSL_Wong]> ::finishes polishing his phaser and re-holisters it:: clearing what? ::looks down at him:: Any fragments of it been trimmed away yet, Commander? <_L1SL_Whethers_> ::shivers, despite the armor and his uniform:: <[LTJtc_Wong]> Hello, Doc. * |Mouse| bites her lip, muttering "Wonder when they're gonna bring that web up...." <[LTDR_Browning]> That's why I didn't call you 'My Lord' ::points at the Ops board:: The spiderweb. They have to clear it away to get to the Horizon survivors. <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::sniffs:: Jeez it's dank down here... <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> ::moves to the unconscious forms of the Horizon crew ready for transport:: 12=.\ction= Six more cants trot toward the outer defenses. <[LTDR_Browning]> Hello, Miss Wong. * _L1CC_Twain_ looks on carefully. <|LTen_Berkana|> ::Walks over to the tool cas and pulls out a subharmonic particle cell..ok..lets see if we can get this conduit operational... <_L1SL_Whethers_> I'm less concerned with the smell and more concerned with those...things, sir. <[LTJtc_Wong]> :: smiles big :: Oh, uhm ::shrugs:: <_L1SL_Whethers_> <> <[LTDR_Browning]> Smething I can do for...no way. You aren't...are you? <[SRSL_Wong]> ::looks at the Doctor, remembering the 15cc hydrocordizine incident:: that's Mrs. <[CRXO_Cash]> +taps+ Cash to Coronado. Begin transporting survivors, along with Commander DuLac on my mark. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::gets a tighter grip on his phaser, moving up against the wall:: Bah, they won't know what hit'm 12=.\ction= A strange rumbling sound is heard outside the entrance to the cavern... <|Mouse|> uhm... sir? Lieutenant? ::looks at Berkana and Lehman:: <[CRXO_Cash]> ::waits for confirmation, then says "energize":: ::nods:: Get on it, Sirius. <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::looks up at dirt falling from the ceiling:: <_L1SL_Whethers_> Ssh! Hear that? * _L1CC_Twain_ darts his glance around frantically ::heads back for his chair:: <|CRHM_Lehman|> +taps+Berkana this is Lehman, how are you doing? [CoroLCARS SOUND] <_L1SL_Whethers_> ::pulls his rifle closer and checks the charge again:: <[LTDR_Browning]> I call everyone bachelor title, Mr. Wong. ::begins the series of transports:: <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::flicks down the visor on his flight helmet:: <|Mouse|> uhm... what should I be doing? <_L1CC_Twain_> What is it? ::returns to holding his head:: <_LTTC_Marshall_> +taps+ Commander, I think it's starting.... [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> +taps+ Lan Dulac to Coronado; I doth await thy pleasure in transporting myself and a number of the horizon crew who, as we speak, sleep peacefully and free from the foul parasites. 12=.\ction= The rumbling gets louder and louder... the six cants stop and look around, seemingly puzzled. They are nearly directly in front of the Marine lines. <|LTen_Berkana|> +taps+ Were doing fine down here....were ready fro transport [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[LTJtc_Wong]> Maybe i should gone into Engineering. They stay on the ship all the time. <_L1SL_Whethers_> With our luck, it'll be a stampeed. *** ObsBob (bob_doughb@max-brf-65.discover-net.net) has joined #LOL-Coronado <_L1CC_Twain_> +taps+ Twain to Marines, stand-by. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <_LTTC_Marshall_> +taps+ All Security officers, hold steady... [CoroLCARS SOUND] ::nods:: Commander Sirius. Transport DuLac tot he Horizon; transport the Horizon survivors aboard Coro. <|CRHM_Lehman|> ::smiles at Mouse:: Well can you get the science console up and running Mouse and maybe run a scan of the planet and see how they are doing down there? *** ObsAndros has quit IRC (Connection reset by peer) <[LTDR_Browning]> Not always, Ms. Wong. <[CRXO_Cash]> +taps+ Keep the high ground, fight the good fight, Marshall. Wish I were there. Cut 'em up if you have to. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <|Mouse|> uhm, yessir... 12=.\ction= As a group, the six cants turn and attack the Marine lines! * |Mouse| moves over to sciences and sits down <_LTTC_Marshall_> +taps+ No problem there sir! ::opens fire:: [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[LTJtc_Wong]> I know , I know. 12=.\ction= Seconds later, the rumbling is revealed as at least four dozen cants burrow up OUT OF THE GROND behind the Marine lines and attack! <_L1CC_Twain_> +taps+ Return fire! [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[SRSL_Wong]> ::looks down at the floor and sighs:: <_L1SL_Whethers_> Damn! ::brings his phaser rifle around and fires:: * _L1CC_Twain_ opens heavy fire. * |Mouse| reaches under the console, hunts around a bit with a hand, and jimmies a switch on <|Mouse|> ::the sciences board lights up:: <[LTDR_Browning]> ::turns over another sedated naked person:: <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::spins around:: We've got'm on the inside! transport hozizon to coro, aye ::locks onto the horizon, recieving an error message:: <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::fires:: <[SRSL_Wong]> ::looks away:: somebody hear something? * _L1CC_Twain_ watches suddenly, 150+ beams of energy flash across the area <|Mouse|> ::scan scan scan, piddle piddle ping ping:: <|Mouse|> scanning, sir.... er, oops...::makes the proper transports:: <|CRHM_Lehman|> <> <[LTJtc_Wong]> Doc , is it normal for a woman to act....abnormal when she's four months. <[LTDR_Browning]> ::pulls out another parasite and shoves it into another canister:: 12=.\ction= Another group of cants, perhaps 12 strong, burrow up about 10 meters from Browning and Cash's position! <[CRXO_Cash]> That would be the attack our boys were defending against out there, Wong. <[SRSL_Wong]> eep! <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::Starts weading towards the chamber:: +taps+ Commander! They're coming out of the ground! [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[LTDR_Browning]> I don't believe in the concept of normalcy, Ms. Wong. <|CRHM_Lehman|> Mouse, are you finding anything unusual in your scans? * _L1CC_Twain_ sees that the cants in front are gone, and the 40 cants behind are now being focused on <[SRSL_Wong]> ::Grabs his phaser and begins to fire:: <_LTTC_Marshall_> <> <|LTen_Berkana|> ::moves over to a console:: hmm.....::enters a few commands:: <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> ::sees the atatck just as the transport occurs..curses with frustration.... <[LTDR_Browning]> ::ack! <_L1SL_Whethers_> ::fires the weapon repeatedly, but becomes frustrated with the lack of speed:: Piece a...::finds the automatic switch:: Ahh. ::flips it up and begins firing a LOT faster:: <[LTJtc_Wong]> :: takes phaser out :: <|Mouse|> uhm... it loks like there's a fight, I think..... blaste - er, phay-ser fire... 12=.\ction= The Marines attack in force, but are rattled by the fact that the attack is coming from the wrong direction. * Sound request: can't find 'marines.wav' [CoroLCARS SOUND] <_L1CC_Twain_> Are they all infected? <[SRSL_Wong]> ::pushes Browning out of the way of fire:: * _L1CC_Twain_ shoots some more. <[CRXO_Cash]> +taps+ Damnit... Secure ranks, move in formation... Get to somewhere you can flank THEM. <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::fires heavy concentrated phaser pulses into groups of cats, sending charred flesh flying:: [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[LTDR_Browning]> ::hits the ground hard:: 12=.\ction= Two cants rush toward Lt. Wong; a third heads for Sgt. Wong. <_L1SL_Whethers_> I dunno, but they're obviously not the happiest guys around! <[LTDR_Browning]> uhff <[SRSL_Wong]> oh what I wouldn't give for a phaser rifle right now <[CdrSC_Lan_DuLac]> ::materializes aboard the Horizon, looks about,perplexed at his unexpected destination <[SRSL_Wong]> ::fires at the incoming cant:: <[LTJtc_Wong]> :: fires at the two cants :: <|Mouse|> ((wong and wong... you should start up an insurance brokerage 8;D)) <[LTDR_Browning]> ::stands uneasily and turns on scalpel:: <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::plows his way through cants towards the main chamber:: <|LTen_Berkana|> +taps+ Horizon to Cornado......Commander Sirus....did you try a transport just now sir? <> [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[SRSL_Wong]> you are not getting to MY wife ::sets his phaser to level 4 and fires phasers:: 12=.\ction= The Coronado's phasers lash out, striking the target. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[LTJtc_Wong]> << haha>> * |Mouse| blinks and looks up at Lan, standing <|Mouse|> sir? <[LTDR_Browning]> <> <_L1CC_Twain_> +taps+ Marines, hold your ground! Try not to move too much! [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[CRXO_Cash]> ::whips out a phaser:: Alright... Looks like we're in for a bit of a rough time from here on in, boys and girls. <[SRSL_Wong]> << :P >> <|CRHM_Lehman|> ::sits up:: Phaser fire Mouse * |Mouse| steps up to Du Lac <|CRHM_Lehman|> Are you sure Mouse? +com+ I don't think so...why? [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[LTDR_Browning]> ::slices into an attacking cant:: *** obsZort (klameth@listc03-173.li.net) has left #lol-coronado *** [CdrSC_Lan_DuLac] is now known as |CdrSC_Lan_DuLac| <_L1SL_Whethers_> ::to twain, still firing:: Lieutenant, might I suggest you and I get back to back and cover each other? 12=.\ction= Cants fall, both inside and outside the cavern, but more rush through the holes in the ground. 18 Marines are down, injured to varying degrees... <[LTJtc_Wong]> :: resets to setting 4 :and sighs :: Oh , my. <|Mouse|> uhm, yessir, Mrs. Lehman. Lord DuLac... what's wrong? Why're you here? <_L1CC_Twain_> Sure, why not? * _L1CC_Twain_ shoots, then moves in <|LTen_Berkana|> ::Turns around:: +taps+ ah nevermind sir, my mistake. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::mutters:: What I wouldn't give for a grenade right about now ::eyes the ceiling and thinks better of it as he continues firing:: <_LTTC_Marshall_> Somebody plug those holes!! <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> That is a most timely question, Mouse. I doth not have an answer at this moment. <|CRHM_Lehman|> ::heards the transporter and looks at Lan:: Is there anyway we can use the firepower of the Horizon to kill those cants? ::rubs his neck and sighs:: <[SRSL_Wong]> when will it end?! ::fires phasers:: die you lousey pieces of *beep* 12=.\ction= The Coronado's phasers lash out, striking the target. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <_L1SL_Whethers_> ::stands behind Twain, facing the away from him and firing worse than a madmanùa trigger happy mad man:: <[LTDR_Browning]> ::slams foot into the ground around a burrow:: * |Mouse| nods ssilently, suddenly feeling uncomfortable 12=.\ction= The Marines move to surround the holes... the rumbling sound in the area is getting worse... a LOT worse. <|LTen_Berkana|> ::Nods at DuLac:: Commander... <[SRSL_Wong]> <> <_LTTC_Marshall_> +taps+ Security officers! Modify the shield generators to cover the floor!!!! [CoroLCARS SOUND] <_LTTC_Marshall_> +taps+ Now!! [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[LTDR_Browning]> ::dirt caves in the hole:: <> <|Mouse|> ::listens to the computer beep:: they're really gettin hurt down there.... <_L1CC_Twain_> +taps+ Pick them off as they emerge! [CoroLCARS SOUND] <_L1SL_Whethers_> Sir! Do you have a grenade? * |Mouse| looks around in decision for a moment, and then grabs her blaster * _L1CC_Twain_ takes one out as it comes up. <[SRSL_Wong]> ::almost loses his balance:: why does this not feel good... <[LTJtc_Wong]> :: fires at the cants and a cants runs to her :: Sirius, whats our status. How many of the Horizon survivors have been beamed aboard? <|Mouse|> I'm goin down there. They need help <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> Verily, I expected the transport to take me to the Coronado..I was whisked away as the attack begam upon the landing party. <_L1SL_Whethers_> ::fires into the holes a bit, noting the think boil as the phaser pulse strikes it:: 12=.\ction= A cant attacks Sgt. Wong from behind, burrowing through the wall to reach him! <_L1SL_Whethers_> <> all these questions ::sighs:: <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::manages to make his way to the main chamber enterance and turns around, firing upon the hordes of cants that didn't come up out of the floor:: <[SRSL_Wong]> eep! ::gets knocked to the floor:: * |Mouse| looks at DuLac, "Permission to beam down sir?.... I ... ahh... they need help, sir." <[CRXO_Cash]> ::spots the cant attacking the male Wong:: Damn! <[LTDR_Browning]> ::rips the cant attacking MRS. Wong in half with the laserscalpel:: 12=.\ction= Another group of cants burrows down from the ceiling, thinking nothing of dropping on top of Marine positions. <_L1CC_Twain_> Agh! <[CRXO_Cash]> Lieutenant, help that man! <[LTJtc_Wong]> :: gets knocked down and screams :: <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::gets down on one knee and begins modifying the shield generators:: It's been beaming for a few minutes now...I'd say quite a few * |Mouse| shifts from foot to foot <[LTDR_Browning]> Which one? <|LTen_Berkana|> ::Looks at mouse..then at duLac....then at Mouse again:: * _L1CC_Twain_ crouches and begins firing at anything cant-like. <[SRSL_Wong]> god damn you! ::turns right side up and fires HIS phaser in many directions:: <[CRXO_Cash]> ::sees both Wongs down:: Je... <|CRHM_Lehman|> Mouse I need you here to help with the scientific end of the plan to beam that net to this ship <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> Thou cannot beam down into such a mellee without unduly risking thyself. Attend to thine station until we have a clearer image of the situation. <[LTJtc_Wong]> Get off...... <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::finishes modifying the generator and turns, focusing on the cants inside the chamber:: <[LTDR_Browning]> ::runs to MR. Wong:: 12=.\ction= Marshall is successful in modifying one of the shield generators to cover walls, ceiling, and floor. [CoroLCARS SOUND] *** ObsKer has quit IRC (Quit: nothing here ever lasts) <[CRXO_Cash]> ::lifts his phaser and fires at the head of Sergeant Wong's attacker, splitting its head into a mess of goo:: * |Mouse| opens her mouth for a second as if shocked, and then closes it. She nods, silently and returns to her station, her cheeks flushed red <[SRSL_Wong]> ::looks at all the goo:: ick.. ::looks at Heather:: eep! <[CRXO_Cash]> ::tries to aim for the cant attacking the Lieutenant, but can't get a clear shot:: <_L1CC_Twain_> Damn things...whew. ::picks off the ones escaping the generator. ::paces back and forth in front of the command chair:: <[SRSL_Wong]> damn it ::tries to aim:: <_L1SL_Whethers_> Sounds like Marshall's got the shields coverin' everything. <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::Swears as his rifle overheats and pulls out his phaser pistols, wailing away with rapid fire upon the cants:: <[LTJtc_Wong]> :: the cant raises it's claw at her :: <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> ::moves to the Horizons antiquated science station <[SRSL_Wong]> no! ::runs and tackels the cant:: <[LTDR_Browning]> ::runs to MRS. Wong:: <|LTen_Berkana|> ::Moves over the the console nearby and enters a sting of commands..:: Were ready to go <[CRXO_Cash]> Doc, we gotta finish with the parasites here... <[LTDR_Browning]> ::wrestles the cant off of her:: 12=.\ction= Pvt. Harbeck modifies the shield generator inside the cavern to block attacks from wall, ceiling, and floor. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[LTDR_Browning]> On it! * |Mouse| sits down beside LAn at the secondary science station, activating it and .... freezing. She isn't sure what she shoudl be doing <[LTJtc_Wong]> :: gasps :: <[SRSL_Wong]> you wanna play? try this ::fires HIS phaser into the cant's head:: <|CRHM_Lehman|> ::looks out the viewport anxious:: <[LTDR_Browning]> ::runs to the laying naked people:: * _L1CC_Twain_ listens to the phaser fire begin to decrease, and the shields begin to hum 12=.\ction= 40+ of the Horizon crew have been beamed up, with 160-odd left to go. <|Mouse|> ((goodness! All these naked people! you shoudl be ashamed Jester!)) <[CRXO_Cash]> << :P >> hmmm...I guess I could use more than one transporter <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::Sticks one of his pistols to the back of a cant heading for Cash and fires, blowing goo all over the place:: <[LTJtc_Wong]> << lol >> <|LTen_Berkana|> << lol >>> ::chews on one thumbnail and nods:: How much of the sessile has been beamed to Horizon? <[SRSL_Wong]> ::begins right hooks:: take this... ::another one:: and this ::another one:: and a couple of these ::uppercuts the cant's head:: <_LTTC_Marshall_> <> <[CRXO_Cash]> ::sees Marshall's shot and nods approval:: <[LTDR_Browning]> <> * _L1CC_Twain_ glances at Whethers. <_L1SL_Whethers_> << I'm thinkin' Aliens, actually>> <[SRSL_Wong]> <> <[LTJtc_Wong]> :: moans :: I'm beaming survivors, sir..... 12=.\ction= The cants shift tactics, and attempt to rush the outer Marine lines... more than 50 Marines are down, but the remainder are holding. Inside, 12 Marines of 36 are injured or down. * |Mouse| taps at her terminal cautiously, not recognizing a thing on it <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> For now, Mouse, we must maintain this ship and perform all functions of its crew; I doth leave what passes for sceince and Engineering to thy care, whilst I see what assiatance we may render. <[LTDR_Browning]> ::rips a para out of a sedated neck:: <[CRXO_Cash]> ::moves to the Wongs' sides:: Lieutenant, can you stand? <|Mouse|> uhm, yessir <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::looks around at the mess of dead cants in the chamber and nods approval, heading back out into the caverns:: ::nods:: Transport some of the sessile up, also. I'm sure Doctor Browning would appreciate getting it out of his way. <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::pulls his cooled phaser rifle out again:: <_L1CC_Twain_> +taps+ Marines, maintain the perimeter. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[LTJtc_Wong]> :: moans again :: I don't know <[SRSL_Wong]> ::kicks the dead carcas of the cant:: that'll teach you <|LTen_Berkana|> ::notices a slight drop in power levels:: Great ...::runs off to another panel and dissapeasers down a conduit:: <|CRHM_Lehman|> Lan, how is the transfer of the Horizon crew coming? <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> ::moves over to Lehman:: It doth seen thou hast a vessel at thy Command. I assume thou art pleased? 12=.\ction= A small pink parasite rushes out of the sessile net, jumps almost a meter into the air, and clamps itself to Browning's leg. <|CRHM_Lehman|> ::paces due to being stuck waiting:: * |Mouse| puts a finger to her mouth in a classic "my GOD, I don't know a THING" look, and stares at the panels and buttons and blinkies <[CRXO_Cash]> +taps+ Cash to Coronado, emergency beamout, straight to sickbay... Lieutenant Wong. Energize. [CoroLCARS SOUND] ::starts transporting parts of the net to the horizon:: <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> The transfer doth progress most routine, from what I can see. <[LTDR_Browning]> ::rips at the parasite on his leg:: 12=.\ction= A transporter chief acknowledges Cash's orders and beams Lt. Wong up. <[LTDR_Browning]> OH NO YOU DON'T! [CoroLCARS SOUND] <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::returns to the front lines:: Shield Generators are fixed, they're only gonna be able to get in through the caverns now <[SRSL_Wong]> ::looks up as Heather beams out:: 12=.\ction= The accursed thing begins burrowing into Browning's hand! <_L1SL_Whethers_> Sir, are we going to go out to them front lines or stay here? <|CRHM_Lehman|> ::sighs:: Not really Lan! We aren't flying but just sitting here while the crew is fighting off those things and we still have no idea how to get out of here <[CRXO_Cash]> ::Turns to see Browning being swarmed by parasites from the floor:: Mother of... <[LTDR_Browning]> ::screams:: * |Mouse| bites her lip nervously as she sees the carnage going on below. She really, really feels awful about abandoning them to their fate like this.... <[LTJtc_Wong]> :; moans again has she is on a bio-bed. :: <_L1CC_Twain_> I'm not entirely confident these fields will hold. <[SRSL_Wong]> ::aims:: I'm sorry Doctor ::fires:: <_L1SL_Whethers_> Hmm...good point. <[LTDR_Browning]> :::yells to a marine:: <[LTDR_Browning]> THrow me a grenade! 12=.\ction= A medical team rushes toward Lt. Wong. <[CRXO_Cash]> ::lifts his phaser, downing the setting a few notches, and kills the parasite before it can enter Browning's flesh further:: <_L1SL_Whethers_> <> <[LTDR_Browning]> ::falls, unconscious:: * _L1CC_Twain_ begins to tend to the injured nearby. <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> Thou dost speak not with full knowledge; I have advanced my simulations, and I doth believe I can effect our escape from said barrier. <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::begins wailing away on Cants rushing through the corridors:: <|Mouse|> ((he hehe)) <[CRXO_Cash]> Doc! ::rushes forward:: <[CRXO_Cash]> Wong, cover me, damnit. 12=.\ction= remat.wav Parts of the sessile materialize in the Horizon's cargo bay... they start to merge. <[SRSL_Wong]> I was busy keeping the doc with us <[CRXO_Cash]> ::kneels beside the Doctor, checking for life signs:: <[LTDR_Browning]> ::is not breathing:: 12=.\ction= The Marines on the outer perimeter are holding, but weakening. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[SRSL_Wong]> ::turns around and fires on a cant heading toward Cash:: but if you might see, I still got ya covered <_L1SL_Whethers_> ::stands over Twain, 20/20 eyes whipping around the cavern:: <[CRXO_Cash]> +taps+ Cash to Coro. Beam the doctor to SickBay, priority one medical emergency! [CoroLCARS SOUND] ::slumps back in his chair:: <[LTJtc_Wong]> :: turns head to the nurses and moans :: <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> ::using antiquated internal sensors, monitors the sessile nets transport <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::begins diverting security teams to the front lines to bolster the marines:: <|CRHM_Lehman|> ::looks at Lan:: That is great, if any of the Coro crew is left to fly the ship besides the three of us who are on the Horizon now <_L1CC_Twain_> This soldier is injured. He needs medical attention. * |Mouse| puts her hands through her hair, closing her eyes and trying to not remember the battle of Hotth, or any other of the dozens she has nightmares of. The digital readout of the battle below was all she needed ::paces faster:: Sirius, we've got to speed this process up! Can we risk beaming up infected personnel and clear them here? <[CRXO_Cash]> This isn't good. This isn't good at all... <_L1CC_Twain_> Dammit. Another. <[SRSL_Wong]> You think? ::fires at another cant coming toward Cash:: <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> We may yet serve in some way unforseen Lehman. Prepare thyself as thou may; duty calls at its own pleasure. Well...what're they infected with? 12=.\ction= Horizon survivors alternate with injured Marines alternate with sessile for transporter time, but Browning is soon aboard Coronado. [CoroLCARS SOUND] * _L1CC_Twain_ growls, seeing the writhing marines on the ground. * |Mouse| shifts about in her seat uneasily, monitoring the progression of transferrence absently <|LTen_Berkana|> ::emerges from the conduit:: <[LTDR_Browning]> ::remat on biobed:: <[CRXO_Cash]> +taps+ Cash to Aldur... We're skanked... Between the cants and the parasites, we've lost all our key personnel... We need to get out of here... Stat! [CoroLCARS SOUND] <_L1SL_Whethers_> They all will, sir. These damn things are mean. * _L1CC_Twain_ takes their weapons, then watches them beam away. Dammit! <[SRSL_Wong]> Might want to invest in some life insurance... I hear Quark has the worst rates in the quadrant... <[LTJtc_Wong]> << hello ? What's happening to me >> +taps+ Acknowledged, Commander! [CoroLCARS SOUND] <|CRHM_Lehman|> ::smiles at Lan:: Well, you and Mouse better keep an eye on the transport of the Horizon crew back to this ship and make sure none of them are infected <[SRSL_Wong]> ::elbows a cant coming behind him:: Sirius, start evacuating everyone and everybody. We're going to have to find another way to do this. <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::is forced to begin to fall back, his phaser rifle overheating again:: Damn, damn, damn! <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> The marines shall perservere and prevail; although I fear for some losses amongst their number; I do rue the timing of the transport that took me away at their time of need. * _L1CC_Twain_ holds a rifle under each arm, and grins. <_L1SL_Whethers_> <>< ::starts a mass beamout:: <_LTTC_Marshall_> Ammo check!! <|LTen_Berkana|> ::Walks up from behind Lehman and takes a seat at the console beside them:: <_L1CC_Twain_> We should press in now...bunker up. <[CRXO_Cash]> ::turns to find four cants emerging from the ground in front of him:: DAMNIT * |Mouse| doesn't hear Lehmann, instead hearing the clank-clank of the Imperial AT-ATs and the whine of the ion cannons <_L1SL_Whethers_> I'll second that. 12=.\ction= In 6s and 20s, the Marines and SF officers beam out, injured first. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[SRSL_Wong]> ::sets his phaser to wide beam dispersal and pushes Cash aside:: sorry about that <[CRXO_Cash]> ::backs up, managing to shoot two of them at a moderate setting before being tackled down:: <[SRSL_Wong]> ::fires at the remaining two cants:: <_LTTC_Marshall_> +taps+ All security officers, fall back to secondary positions! [CoroLCARS SOUND] <|Mouse|> ::blinks:: sirs, they're beamin out <_L1SL_Whethers_> Looks like we're being extracted. 12=.\ction= Cash dematerializes instants after shooting down two cants, but instants after being tackled by the other two. [CoroLCARS SOUND] * _L1CC_Twain_ sees the injured gone and looks as the remaining marines are taken up. <_L1CC_Twain_> Yep. <[CRXO_Cash]> What the... ::demat:: <[SRSL_Wong]> ::looks around:: ahh great <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> ::looks at mouse, seemingluy lost in thought. Speaks loudly:: "Mouse! hast thou observed anything of note? <_LTTC_Marshall_> Come on you bastards! ::roars and opens fire with another rifle:: * |Mouse| realizes she has been holding her breath, and gasps quietly <_L1CC_Twain_> +taps+ Marines, hold out for transport! [CoroLCARS SOUND] ::runs both hands through his hair:: What's the final score, Sirius? How many did we save? <[LTJtc_Wong]> << Browning , what about he people in sickbay ? >> <[LTDR_Browning]> ::nurses and MedTechs swarm over the doctor's body:: <[SRSL_Wong]> ::sets his phaser to ULTRA-wide beam dispersal:: TAKE THIS GOD DAMN IT! ::fires like crazy:: * _L1CC_Twain_ hopes they can all get out, as the cants begin to advance at the thinning line. <|Mouse|> ::shaken from Lan's loudness: Uh? They're beamin out, sir... almost all up <[CRXO_Cash]> ::remats on a transporter pad:: Damn Hell Cripes! ::leaps down:: Get them outta there! 12=.\ction= The last of the SF personnel on the planet are beamed up. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[LTDR_Browning]> <> <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::prays for the non-infected cants to take advantage of the situation:: <|Mouse|> ..sorry, sir... I'm not concentrating real well right now.... * _L1CC_Twain_ demats. <_L1SL_Whethers_> ::demat/remat:: * _L1CC_Twain_ remats. <[LTDR_Browning]> <> <|CRHM_Lehman|> ::notices that the Coro was getting the Horizon crew:: Lan, you need to be on the Coronado making sure they are doing ok....should I beam you and Mouse there now? <[SRSL_Wong]> ::demat/remat:: *** _L1CC_Twain_ is now known as L1CC_Twain <_LTTC_Marshall_> ::demats and remats, yelling to stop the damn transport:: ::annoyed:: too many questions....er, ket me count *** _L1SL_Whethers_ is now known as L1SL_Whethers * L1CC_Twain sees himself on the cargobay transporter pad. <[CRXO_Cash]> ::finds a parasite on his sleeve, throws it to the floor and crushes it under his boot:: *** [LTJtc_Wong] is now known as LTJtc_Wong <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> Thou must focus on thine duty; to be alert is thy most important duty in any position. *** _LTTC_Marshall_ is now known as LTTC_Marshall <[LTDR_Browning]> :they hook up neural stabilizers:: * L1CC_Twain hops down quickly. ::nods and collapses into a chair:: What a charlie fox that was. <[SRSL_Wong]> ::walks off the transporter pad:: well that wasn't good was it *** [SRSL_Wong] is now known as SRSL_Wong ::jumps off the pad and heads for the bridge, still in flight suit:: <|Mouse|> ::nods: her face red and her jaw set, "Yessir" <[LTDR_Browning]> Ishikawa>I need five ccs nythaline! * L1CC_Twain exits to the bridge stashing both rifles on a nearby pile ::looks at his right arm:: umm... ouch ::falls on the floor, his arm nearly ripped to sheads:: +taps+ Aldur to Horizon. All personnel return to the ship. We have to come up with another option. [CoroLCARS SOUND] <[CRXO_Cash]> ::leaves the TR, running for the bridge:: ::enters TL:: Bridge! [CoroLCARS SOUND] ::follows Twain, sweating like crazy and flecked with dirt:: Alright, promise me we never do something that stupid with creatures so superior again. <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> I was transported here for a reason, but so far no message has returned answering my same question. I shall try again. 12=.\ction= Down in the Horizon CB, the sessile fragments beamed up to date finish coalescing into a single web. <|Mouse|> ::looks up, and then stands - or some reason that's teh thing to do when transporting:: <|LTen_Berkana|> ::Looks around:: Looks like were heading home:: <[LTDR_Browning]> Ishi>a pint O-, and possibly a laserscalpel! ::pulls off his helmet and runs a hand through his hair:: you chief, beam me to sickbay would ya They weren't superior. We were in a vulnerable position ::can't concentrate, the after effects of the drugs catching up to him:: <[LTDR_Browning]> ::the swarm grows:: <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> But in the mean time, I shall go obsewrve the sessile net and see to its safety. <[CRXO_Cash]> ::arrives on the bridge:: We weren't expecting ALL of the cants to swarm us, damnit. *** FCCO_Aldur has quit IRC (Connection reset by peer) * L1CC_Twain calls the turbolift and stands to wait. Which gave them an advantage, making them superior in this case. ::grabs his right arm with his left hand:: this hurts! <|Mouse|> ((eep!)) <> ::exits the other turbo:: <> *** |Mouse| is now known as Mouse <> <|LTen_Berkana|> <> *** FCCO_Aldur (renegade@d.sm8.garlic.net) has joined #lol-coronado <[LTDR_Browning]> three people run off to retreive thje equiptment:: << Jester , left ?:>> ((8:P 8:P 8:P to Peer)) *** [CRXO_Cash] is now known as CRXO_Cash <> And where the heck where the good cants?! They could've done something for crying out louds! <|CRHM_Lehman|> ::sits at the helm console on the Horizon and watches out her viewport at the planet below and sighs:: <|LTen_Berkana|> <> > <<:)>> <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> ::makes his way to the Horizon cargo area, to observe the sessile net and monitor its status ::tosses his helmet onto the floor in front of his console:: There were too many, skip. We couldn't do anything after they broke our lines and downed... Pretty much everyone we needed... <> <[LTDR_Browning]> Ishikawa> Looks like severe neural pathway damage... *** CROP_Sirius sets mode: +o FCCO_Aldur ::Demat/remats in sickbay:: Tell me I'm not right. << There he is...>> * L1CC_Twain enters the turbolift quickly and calls for the bridge, followed by Whethers. <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> ::scans the Sessile net ::checks tac and flops down into his seat:: ((We're supposed to beam back to the Coro, Horison guys 8;D)) ::sits, staring, nothing else:: <[LTDR_Browning]> Ishikawa> We may have to go in for deep red ops... <|LTen_Berkana|> ::Gets up and stands ready to be beamed back to the coro:: ::pulls off his gauntlets and tosses them on the floor as well:: *** [LTDR_Browning] is now known as ENDR_Ishikawa ::flags down a MedTech:: :: moans :: *** |LTen_Berkana| is now known as LTen_Berkana Okay,let's get him into a surgical suite, people! I hope you aren't right. *** CoroLCARS has quit IRC (Quit: Coronado LCARS Channel Bot Signing Off...) <> <> * L1CC_Twain enters bridge with a brisk step and heads to a place where he cn observe. ::moves browning on an anti-grav stretcher:: ::cracks his knuckles:: You hope I'm not. Well, that's not good. * L1CC_Twain thinks we should pause the sim. ::follows:: <> <|CRHM_Lehman|> ::watches Lan work:: Ok, so we have part of the net, now what? Do we wait here on the Horizon till they decide how to procede? <> * CRXO_Cash calls a 4SIM PAUSE ::attn:: * L1CC_Twain whews 11,1--------========SIM PAUSE========-------- ::attn:: 12..... 6At Attention 12..... <|CRHM_Lehman|> ::attn:: ::attn:: ::attn:: ::attn:: ::attn:: ::attn:: <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> ::attn:: Alright, sit tight... We still gotta finish this sim tonight... <> <> <<::bows:: Thank you. It's actually a Trafalgar sim thing, but it works :-) >> *** FCCO_Aldur has quit IRC (Connection timed out) things are just goin zoomy tonight, good sim! So we wait for a bit, and hopefully then, the captain will show up and lead us again :) Yup. :) ::plays some elevator music:: Yeah, this is a great sim so far! hai, wakarimasu sensei! I actually have stuff to do... it's amazing He lost the captain ! :: in a russian accent :: He=We Keptin. :) Oh, captain, my captai, where art thou tonight... In the meantime... ::Walks over to the nearest replicator:: Raqtajino... I think. he he he hopefully not in bed with any of the crew members Ishikawa :) Raktajeno =) Abe Lincoln...what a guy. ::Checks Dominion War Two for the spelling :P:: That's how it's spelled ? there's a very unusually large predominance of naked people in this sim 8:P Rak What did that mean? lol Rak'tigino, I thought. Why are we naked? what about that 1998 World Series? Anybody review the game logs? That San Diago team sucked like hell Eh?! :P not us, the horizon crew Oh oh. That's not what it says on the bottle..=) <|CRHM_Lehman|> lol I noticed how much the Doctor likes to be hunched over naked people 8;D I didn't see it <|CRHM_Lehman|> LOL Mouse Thank you very much, Mouse! I noticed how much Mouse likes to DRAW naked people ;-) <> There's this prop they have that's a bottled Raktajeno, it's 100% Columbian ;-) It's in the encyclopedia, BTW, raktajeno, or whatever. ooh, Them's fightin' words. he he he 8;D hey, you're the one typin it 8:P ah I don't have mine hand.y * Mouse puts up fists yah, I draw naked people 8;D What'it to ya? * L1CC_Twain stand between Mouse and Ishi. Hey, I didn't say it. <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> those fists are supposed to scare someone?:) * Sound request: can't find 'happycruise.mid' [LTTC_Marshall SOUND] he he he. * L1CC_Twain la la las no, the large mallet I'm holdin in them should <> Right on! I only draw anime * L1SL_Whethers just enjoys the music. I draw a variety of stuff Mouse specializes in Hentai :P ::hides:: * Mouse points everyone to http://www.ualberta.ca/~cpinnell/ to see my pictures! he he he LOL * Mouse gets out a shotgun with riot control rubber shells and shoots Twain inna butt I've noticed a few have been disappearing, Mouse... Yipe! * L1CC_Twain hops around. *cough* major plug *cough* yah, I only have one meg of room on there 8:\ Oh. :\ You need a new website. :) Dat's gotta suck. I want to buy some webspace but it isn't cheap, and I need to save up for a phone line It's 10:30 PM here. Me tired. Sorry for not being able to run this myself, people, but I don't know exactly how Mr Jester wants this to end... Lesse...what other happy stuff we got here.... * Sound request: can't find 'backtothefuture.mid' [LTTC_Marshall SOUND] It's 2322 here, so quit gripin! ;-) * Mouse wonders if anyone is looking at his pictures Mouse, you can get it free...just add a link to your current site that will take em to page two :) Quite alright, Commander. We enjoy the social hour ;-) I already know pretty much waht they are, Mouse, so I'm stickin' around. * Mouse hops up and down anyone here think Mouse should dye her hair? It's only 8:30 Nya nya <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> woohoo, a few Earth 2025 turns stacked up while I was simming :P lol Hee hee. Anyone here think Browning should die? No. Heck no! hey, anybody want to read like 5 pages of story I've written for english class? Sure! I'll read it! Let me think. j/k That'd be like killing Bones! I need CONSTRUCTURE crit :) What kind of story, and is it generally placid? :) <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> ::tosses the coin in the air:: brb 8:( CONSTRUCTIVE :P * L1CC_Twain grins. Sure, lemme pick it apart -- I mean, look at it. <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> heads..he lives :) Yeap. :) ::glares at the 1st Lt.:: Oh well. * CRXO_Cash folds his arms and waits for things to go back on track. I want to write my own stories but..... I have an error in there somewhere that I found earlier... but I can't find it now So, Commander, how's life? ::approaches on the frozen bridge:: ::leans back and props his feet up on his console:: <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> turn up the heat..someone froze the bridge :) Not so bad, apart from the usual cluster-busting of our asses down there... I'm not good at writing. I am. At least, everyone says so. * L1CC_Twain nods and glances at the huge sign with bright lights that will flash and alarms that will ring when the captain makes his way through the door. * Sound request: can't find 'thatthingyoudo.mid' [LTTC_Marshall SOUND] members.tripod.com/~r_browning/daenolin.html <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> ::looks at the bucket of water awaiting the Captain to enter as well :) I can only write sci-fi. My friends think that ST and SW are stupid. * L1CC_Twain starts the Macarena. That should give you an idea. LOL I do sci-fi, but it's mainly like normal life in a sci-fi world. lol Twain * L1CC_Twain sighs, no one else doing it. *** Mouse has quit IRC (Connection timed out) Argh dang... bad connection huh Ryan * L1CC_Twain grumbles ::glances at Twain:: * Sound request: can't find 'inoj_-_time_after_time.mp3' * SRSL_Wong 12 ½inoj_-_time_after_time.mp3 4(11113.09mb2/113m24s4) Very, Alex. Well, now what ? ::is bored and punches up the sound files:: Good grief! 113 megs! ? Very bad connection. it be el stuck <|CdrSC_Lan_DuLac|> <