Siri, wake up. :) [19:33] NOW! [CRTC_Marshall SOUND] [19:33] Yeah, and quit harassing me in privatemessage, you freak :P [MJ_Twain SOUND] [19:33] woohoo..no sleep for 40 hours..I'm ready to go! :) [19:33] *** EnsTucker is now known as ENtcTucker [19:33] *** Sirius is now known as CROP_Sirius [19:34] wow, tucker almost got it on the first try... [19:34] LCARS, lets do the twist! * CoroLCARS 8,5 =0,5/\ 8,5= 12Cdr_Lan_Dulac has called: ATTENTION ON DECK 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= [19:34] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-63100 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= Sim in progress! ' [19:34] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [19:34] :) [19:34] ::coma attn:: [19:34] ::attn:: [19:34] ::attn:: [19:34] ::attn:: [19:34] ::attn:: [19:34] ::attn:: [19:34] :AttnLL [19:34] ::stands at the ready:: [19:34] ::attn:: [19:34] ::tugs at her uniform and comes to attention:: [19:34] ::attn:: Welcome, everyone! :) A couple of quick announcements prior to the briefing. [19:35] I missed you guys!! :) [19:35] << ::tugs at Sandra's uniform too:: ;) >> [19:35] ::attn:: First, everyone please say hello to the familiar face in the Marine Major's uniform! :) [19:35] Welcome back, Mr Twain ;-) [19:35] Hiya Wallace :) [19:35] ::looks for a familiar face in a Marine Major's uniform:: [19:35] ROFL. Garstini will be "guest" simming with us tonight, and he will return permanently in July. :) [19:35] hehehe... Hi Gar ;) [19:35] ::bows:: [19:35] Hello to the familiar face in the Marine Major's uniform. Sir. [19:35] ::whines:: Aw, now we can't dress up his comatose body anymore! [19:35] Hehehe... [19:35] hello sir [19:35] Damn! [19:35] ::puts away the clown makeup:: [19:35] I thought that ballerina look from last month really worked with him... Gar, for tonight, you're in command of the Marines aboard the transport ship U.S.S. Iwo Jima, which Coro is escorting to her destiny this week. ;) [19:36] Mind if I wake up first? :P [19:36] ::taps his foot:: where is my squire? Yes, yes, by all means, wake up. ;) [19:36] be some one else? Second announcement! I'm kind of going in a strange direction tonight and next week, to try to keep from spoiling DS9 as much as possible. [19:36] Yay [19:37] actually, Twain, we were going to have you wheeled in on a stretcher and let Wallace play ventriloquist Please remember that many Coro simmers haven't seen any of the last nine yet, so please, as much as is possible, no spoilers from the rest of y'all, either. :) [19:37] Aren't we always going in strange directions? [19:37] usually, yeah Now then, on to tonight's briefing, brought to you by IBM: Solutions for a Small Planet(tm). ;) [19:37] Yah, don't tell them about the giant Space Trible! [19:37] 12=Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... [19:37] 12Stardate 52405.2: "Checkmate" , Part 2, by Jester. [19:37] 12SUMMARY: Operation Rainbow Five, Day 68: Let's get the preliminaries over with. The cries of help from home grow more and more frantic. [19:37] 12The Federation has found itself beset on all sides as many of the minor races in the galaxy, emboldened by the Breen's successes, have jumped into the war on the Dominion side. In addition to the Breen, the Tamarians and Tholians are attempting to attack Federation and Romulan targets along the border. [19:37] 12Thankfully, the Breen advantage has been largely neutralized: Federation and Romulan ships have been protected from the Breen weapon thanks to the intact capture of two energy dissipator projectors. However, there is a price: the Dominion has released their biogenic weapon on several Federation and non-Federation targets, including Camelyn. [19:38] 12With death rates for the targeted planets estimated in the hundreds of millions and the Dominion falling further back to their final bases and outposts, both sides continue to grow more and more desperate. The Dominion has responded with a "scorched earth" terror campaign on their occupied worlds. The Federation, with a final assault... [19:38] 12WHITESTONE GROUP STATUS: 3Coronado , 14Invincible , 3Spencer , 3Sullivans , 3Palantír , 3Rea's Helm , 3Hunter , 3Typhoon , 3Quin'lat . 12Color meanings: 3Minimal damage , 4Moderate damage , 14Destroyed . [19:38] ack [19:38] ack [19:38] ack [19:38] ack [19:38] ack [19:38] ack [19:38] ack ::cheers:: only minor damage! [19:38] ack [19:38] ack [19:38] ack It won't last... >:) [19:38] LOL, the Invincible was destroyed... :) [19:38] ::grumbles:: [19:38] Yah ;) [19:38] Ah, so that's how you spell Palantír [19:38] ack [19:39] What is your stance on Queen Amidala's call of no competence against [19:39] Chancellor Valorum [19:39] eek ::nods:: It's from Lord of the Rings. It was the "crystal ball" from that trilogy. Seemed an appropriate name for a scout ship. Any other questions? [19:39] << Plenty of people made puns about Invincible as the escape pods floated helplessly in space >> [19:39] :;cries:; but I like my ship in one peace! [19:39] <> [19:39] <<::whaps him over the head with a blackjack and tosses him in the pit::>> I'll assume, despite the corny Invincible jokes, that that means no. ;) On with the show! * FCCO_Aldur 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= 12 =-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM START =-=-=-=-=-=-= 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= [19:39] <> [19:40] ::lies motionless in sickbay:: [19:40] 12=.\ction= Coronado and the rest of the Second Fleet approach the Septimus system. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:40] ::reads a status report while standing over Twain:: [19:40] ::putters around in his quarters off duty for the time being:: [19:40] ::sets up on final approach to the Coronado:: +com+ Coro, this Maniac requesting landing clearance [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:40] ::enters sickbay for Twain's monthly check up:: [19:40] ::sits at her desk in engineering reading reports:: [19:40] ::sees Dauber and approaches:: [19:40] ::going over preliminary sensor sweep reports from the Septimus System, noting everything of "value" in the process:: [19:41] ::sits up suddenly, stands, and begins walking over to the door:: [19:41] ::Wallace, catch him! ::drums his fingers on the control arm of his chair:: ETA, Commander Lehman? [19:41] ::arrives on the bridge, late as usuall:: [19:41] ::hands Dauber a padd:: Here's the crew fitness report you wanted. [19:41] ::stares in disbelief:: [19:41] uh, yeah! [19:41] ::stops at Dauber's voice:: [19:41] ::remains steady behind the Coro, waiting for landing clearance:: [19:41] ::sits down and begins reading a novel recently downloaded into a PADD:: [19:41] ::charges after Twain::Major! [19:41] ::turns and looks around:: WHat? [19:41] ::taps on her console:: Hmmmmm, we're about 10 minutes away from Septimus Captain Aldur [19:41] ::looks at Tollory:: just a second, I'm a bit occupied [19:41] ::walks over to Twain:: [19:42] What the hell just happened? [19:42] ::gives Sirius a quick glance of disdain and grants Marshall Clearance since Ops in unoccupied:: [19:42] ::blinks as they approach:: [19:42] ::sighs sadly:: And Cardassia Prime is about an hour beyond that sir [19:42] ::grabs Twain by the shoulder::you a'rgiht, sir? [19:42] ::just as he sits, sees the blinking indicator:: ::nods and stands, restless:: Prepare to bring us out of warp. ::notes Sirius' presence:: Glad to see you could make it, Commander. [19:42] ::brings him back to the biobed and sits him down:: [19:42] scan him, doc [19:42] What do you mean, am I all right? [19:42] ::pulls out Little Norman:: [19:42] ::realizes he's in sickbay:: What the hell...? [19:42] "Maniac", this is Coronado, you have clearance to dock in the nearest shuttlebay. [19:42] scanning [19:42] ::cringes:: sorry sir...Sir, incoming hail.... [19:42] ::brings the Coro out of warp and goes to impulse:: [19:42] ::bores of the reports and decides to wander around the ship to see if anything needs to be fixed:: [19:42] ::brings the Bonzai fighter deftly into the assault shuttlebay, taxiing into Maintenance bay 13:: [19:42] >scan, scan, whir< ::turns to Tucker at Tactical:: Maintain battle stations on all decks, Ensign. [19:42] 12=.\ction= The automatic klaxon sounds as the ship's alert status changes to 4,1 red . [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:42] I think it's a hail....Let me see if I can clean it up [19:43] ::looks up:: [19:43] All vitals have returned to normal! [19:43] ::stares at Twain:;Sir, you've just emerged from a two-month coma... ::nods and continues to pace, while awaiting Sirius:: [19:43] ::stops reading and gets ready for his duty shift:: [19:43] ::looks at the Dauber:: Is this some joke? Was I drugged....uhm? [19:43] This is damned peculiar... [19:43] damn! gotta run! Duty calls... [19:43] ::takes the opportunity to slink out of Sick Bay and to the nearest TL:: [19:43] ::looks up as the red alert klaxon starts blaring and quickly runs a shutdown checklist before leaping out of his fighter and running towards the locker room:: [19:43] No joke. [19:43] audio only...I think I'm hearing horns and drums... [19:43] Major... Wallace? [19:43] ::continues listening:: [19:43] :;gets out the doors of main engineering, hears the klaxon, turns, reenters engineering:: so much for my thought of getting out of here... [19:43] ::leaves sickbay and enters TL::bridge [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:43] Two months? [19:43] I don't think you were drugged [19:43] ::hurries up the process with the alert:: [19:44] What's going on? ::nods at Sirius:: I suspect the Camelynians are going to be arriving soon. Will they make the Septimus system in time? [19:44] ::enters the TL:: Bridge. [19:44] ::enters TL:: Engineering [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:44] +taps+ Twain to Aldur... [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:44] I don't know. [19:44] ::looks at Dauber:: Assuming he's still around... [19:44] ::enters bridge:: [19:44] I can only make out two words sir....'We come' [19:44] He is [19:44] as fasr as I know... ::starts to cross back to his seat, and halts mid-stride:: +taps+ Aldur here, Major... Twain? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:44] captain - [19:44] ::nods at Aldur:: He's up and about, Captain. [19:44] ::watches all the lowly ensigns in engineering scury around:: ::turns to Narque, and cocks his head toward Sirius' expression:: Full scan, Commander. How long until they arrive? [19:45] ::enters engineering:: Good Morning Commander [19:45] ::sits in the as-yet unassigned chair:: [19:45] ::quickly gets out of his flight suit and showers, checking his name off the flight schedule and heading into the turbolift:: Bridge [19:45] :;looks at Andersen:: you're late... [19:45] ::confused look:: Sir? [19:45] ::crosses to Marine Ops:: [19:45] ::frowns:: Sir? [19:45] ::nods and checks his instrumentation for confirmation:: [19:45] +taps+ ::hesitated:: Yes, captain...when someone tells me what's going on, I'd be happy to help. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:45] ::continues to fly the Coro at full impulse and wishes she could talk to Lan:: [19:45] ::console suddenly lights up:: og ::looks over his shoulder at Tollory, then nods:: +taps+ Bridge to Sickbay -- if you can declare Twain fit for duty... I believe that we could use his small-unit skills. [CoroLCARS SOUND] +taps+ Major Twain, if you can talk Dauber into letting you out of there, I'd like you to take charge of the Iwo Jima. Their command Major is pretty green... barely a kid in fact. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:46] +taps+ Bridge, Dauber. As far as I can tell, he's as fit for duty as you are, sir. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:46] ::jaw drops:: Captain....eta three minutes...You need to see this sir [19:46] ::blinks at Dauber:: I'll talk to you later...? [19:46] +taps+ You won't have any trouble from me. [CoroLCARS SOUND] ::drops into his chair:: Lehman, bring us out of warp just outside the Septimus system and let's get ready. [19:46] ::checks out his ruffled uniform in the reflection of the turbolift progress display, softning out some of larger creases:: [19:46] ::blinks, taking a longer look at the results come up on his screen as well:: [19:46] ::looks at Twain:: I wanna run some tests later. ::waves at the holographic tank:: Let's see it, Commander. [19:46] ::begins tapping at the console to the right of the chair, going over reports from decks and double-checking life support systems:: [19:46] Okay? [19:46] ::taps some controls::signaling the Iwo Jima about the change in command, Captain.... [19:47] Sure...I want you to run some tests, doctor... ::watches her as he walks out of sickbay. ::nods in Wallace's direction:: Thank you, Major. Remember, it's your job to coordinate the attack. [19:47] yes sir [19:47] ::nods:: [19:47] ::exits out onto the bridge:: Hey! I'm back! And you'll never guess how cool this ship is! Just wait 'till you see the....::looks around and notices everybody's looking at the Holotank:: Say, what's up? [19:47] ::getting no response he heads off into main engineering and waits for the action to take it's toll:: [19:47] ::beams over to the Iwo Jima and takes command:: [19:47] ::brings the camelynian fleet up onscreen:: [19:47] ::drops out of warp:: [19:47] ::looks over his shoulder at Marshall:: [19:48] Ohhhhh.... that ....::crosses his arms and studies the holotank:: [19:48] 12=.\ction= hologram.wav The holographic viewscreen initiates, and the Camelynian fleet appears... if such a word as "fleet" could describe it... [19:48] ::goes into her office and reads some more reports while waiting...:: [19:48] 12=.\ction= the Fleet onscreen is..massive. Militray vessels, civilian..even Camelynina Cargo ships..it appears almost every vessel of Camelynian origin is present. [19:48] ::wishes he could think private thoughts but knows he can't due to the Commanders close presence:: [19:48] ::blinks:: Well......there's an interesting sight [19:49] *** MJ_Twain is now known as |IJ|MJ_Twain [19:49] What is it, a crusade or something? [19:49] "And lo, I fear not death, I fear no man, no beast and nothing of this Earth... For I have nothing to lose." [19:49] ::looks about the engineering bay:: [19:49] That's exactly what it is, marhsall [19:49] 12=Description= The normal Camelynian destroyers are surrounded... cargo ships, freighters, tankers, shuttles... even work bees. All armed, all flying with a single Camelynian, or hundreds... [19:49] ::jaw drops::wow - I had no idea they could mobilize so many ships [19:49] ::sees the holotank and mutters outloud:: Lan! [19:49] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> ::attempts to catch up on what the hell is going on:: [19:49] {{of course you can think private thoughts... just not that loudly, Andersen}} [19:49] 12=.\ction= Some of the Vessels are mere freighters..but the shpe or Torpedoes mounted externally to the hulls can be seen on close detail. [19:50] ::shakes his head:: Half those ships are sitting ducks in a firefight....one torpedo and Boom! [19:50] ::nods::yup [19:50] Captain, we're looking at an entire race of Lancelots... [19:50] {{I didn't think that one loudly and you still caught it. What's got you so ticked off at the world anyhow?}} [19:50] ::Can't help but laugh:: There's some very unhappy founder's out there somewhere [19:50] Why outfit ships not meant for battle with advanced weaponry? Could the Camelynian fleet be doing THAT badly? [19:50] +com+ This is High King Lan Dulac, of the Kingdom of Camelyn. I doth desire a parley if thou wouldst permit. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:51] ::shakes his head:: [19:51] ::arches an eyebrow:: [19:51] ::her hopes rise slightly at the sight knowing Lan was not far away:: Captain, I need to talk to Cmdr DuLac sir....is there anyway to get him to dock on the Coro sir? [19:51] The lifeform readings on those ships... ... Everyone aboard those vessels are infected with the Dominion's Plague... ::leans forward, pensive:: Commander DuLac is throwing the entire Camelynian race at the Dominion. [19:51] Sir, every single vessel is wired for attack [19:51] That's High King DuLac, sir. ::nods at Narque's statement, which matches his supicions:: We're witnessing suicide on a massive, massive scale. [19:51] <> [19:51] {{the stupid uniform.... someone should really redesign them, my universe style...}} [19:51] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> +com+ Twain to Coro...were the Camelynians planning on saving anyone to celebrate afterwards? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:52] +com+Doesn't look that way, Major ::leans back, still pensive:: Sirius, tell the Sovereign I'll handle this. Marshall, put me on all frequencies. [19:52] ::holds her breath at the thought of the entire race being wiped out:: [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:52] <> [19:52] {{Well Commander we all have to wear them and complainging about it all the time and snapping at your subordinates isn't helping much}} [19:52] <> [19:52] ::nods and sends the message:: [19:52] ::punches a couple of buttons and straightens:: You're on, skip [19:52] 12=.\ction= Massive Troop ships begin to move into formation near the Marine transports [19:52] {{oh but it's making me feel so much better....}} [19:52] Captain, I have to talk to Lan, he can't be serious in killing off his entire race! [19:53] {{So in other words you don't give a damn how the rest of us feel is that it?}} [19:53] ::glances at Lehman:: +com+ High King DuLac... this is Fleet Captain Brian Aldur, of Coronado. ::pauses:: Your presence here is a welcome one, and the songs of the battles of this day will include the contributions of Camelyn highly... [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:53] ::fidgets with the high dialect being used:: [19:53] ::sees Wallace and glares at him:: +com+ ::pauses again:: However, have you left anyone alive on Camelyn to care for those of your race not afflicted? We're not asking anyone to commit racial suicide here today. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:53] {{I do care about how you feel... just not till I get out this uniform}} [19:54] ::can't help but feel nauseated by the extreme bravado of the Camelynians... At the terrible deathtoll pending in this circumstance:: [19:54] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> ::listens silently fromt he Iwo Jima:: [19:54] ::goes pale with a realization::oh my... [19:54] +com+ I thank thee for thy kind words. We doth hope thou shalt carry our memory from this day. I doth discharge thee from all obligations as a Knight of Camelyn, Sir Aldur of Silesia. Thou dopst still have a purpose to continue. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:54] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> ::blinks:: [19:54] <> ::clenches his fist and says quietly:: Damn it, Lan, that's not the answer I'm looking for. [19:54] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> <> [19:55] {{Well, Commander, if I might suggest that you quit your whining about it until you can convince the Chief of Starfleet Operations that you don't have to wear one so the rest of us can work in peace}} [19:55] <> [19:55] ::hears Lan's words and pales:: [19:55] ::gives Aldur a sidelong glance, looking over the specs of some of the converted merchantmen:: [19:55] +com+ We hath left behind a planetary defense force; upon the end of this battle, we shalt lure what forces back to Camelyn that we can, then detonate the planetary thermal generators, destroying all enemy vessels within the system. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:55] ::begins tapping on the Marine Ops panel:: [19:55] <> [19:55] ::looks up:: He can't do that! ::blinks:: Planeta-- [19:55] ::cringes:: [19:55] {{You're doing work right now anyways?}} [19:55] ::without meaning to, out loud:: What?! [19:55] ::grimmaces:: [19:56] No, you can't do that Lan! ::says outloud to no one:: [19:56] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> ::continues to listen, stolidly:: ::steels himself:: +com+ High King, I then declare that none shall be left alive to reach Camelyn soil again. ::pauses:: Lan, your people have done their part. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:56] This is the most... ::chokes on his words, and turns back to his console, tears of anger already welling up beyond the point of his control:: [19:56] {{Well.. I'm scanning the warp drive. That's got to count for somthing. Maybe you should leave engineering in my capable hands and go for a walk to burn off some of that energy you seem to have in abundance today.}} [19:56] +com+ Mayest I hath the favor of borading thy vessel one last timne; I wouldst take my leave of thee face to face. [CoroLCARS SOUND] +com+ I beseach you to keep as many of your subjects alive as possible -- this disease need not kill anyone for many years, and I am not fit to pass your cultures and traditions on. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:57] ::looks over at Narque:: Can he infect us, Commander? ::grimaces and makes a slashing motion across his neck at Sirius:: [19:57] ::holds her breath......if he comes aboard she can talk to him:: [19:57] ::shakes his head and whispers to himself::c'mon, it's gotta be here somewhere... [19:57] ::mutes:: [19:57] No, Commander, unless you skipped your vaccination last year... [19:57] +com+ Some 20% of my people doth remain uninfected, what few of those that doth survive the day are free to jopin the Federation; thou shalt not be burdened by any such duty. [19:57] Clear, sir [CoroLCARS SOUND] ::mutters:: I'm not getting through to him. [19:57] {{::mentally shrugs:: I don't think so, I like staying here...}} [19:57] Captain, please beam Lan aboard the Coro now! ::watches Aldur:: [19:58] ::Crosses his arms:: We've got to talk to him in a language he understands....::eyes Tollory:: Ideas, Lieutenant? [19:58] ::stands up:: Captain, I'm not sure he's mentally fit to make the decision he's making. ::nods at Sirius, then at Lehman:: Let's bring him aboard. We'll offer him the help of our medical staff, at least. [19:58] {{well then run on the spot ::mentally grins::}} [19:58] Isn't there some way ... to ... ::shrugs:: challenge his rule? ::shrugs slightly at Tollory:: I'm inclined to agree, Lieutenant, but he's the sovereign leader of an entire culture. [19:58] Captain, permission for me to speak with Lan alone once he is here....it is very important sir I'm certainly not going to tell him what he can or cannot do. [19:58] {{::mentally smiles:: then what am I gonna do when the damage comes in?}} [19:58] ::looks at Marshall while coming up with his one suggestion:: ::turns to Sirius:: Commander, you have the Bridge. [19:59] {{Run to the damage and help the rest of us underlings fix it?}} [19:59] ::nods:: Aye sir [19:59] ::exhales:: Fine, I'll do it. Inform Engineering that I want them to do what they can for the Camelynian ships in need of the most help [19:59] ::walks in step behind Aldur:: [19:59] ::crosses his arms and leans liesurely on the bulkhead:: And we haven't found a cure for it yet, eh? [19:59] 12=.\ction= the Camelynian fleet takes up an agressive formation, fighters deployed, many with active quantum torpedoes mounted under their fuselage. Ask Sickbay if there's anything they can do for the people. [19:59] ::quietly:: There's no cure for the Quickening. ::glances around the Bridge, then turns to face Marshall:: A vaccine, yes. But it's only effective if administered before birth. [19:59] ::looks back at the holotank and shakes his head ruefully:: Man.... [19:59] ::turns to face Aldur::sir, may I be with you for the meeting with King DuLac? I have few questions for him. Which means we're going to be talking to DuLac from behind a forcefield. ::nods:: Wallace, Marshall, Tollory... ::pauses:: Lehman. You're with me. [20:00] ::sighs:: [20:00] You know...I might be crazy, but even I wouldn't fly one of those things....::indicates one of the small fighters with active torpedoes before straightening and heading for the turbolift:: [20:00] ::contacts both engineering and sickbay with the message:: [20:00] ::jumps up:: Captain , I need to talk to Lan and without a forcefield....please! ::watches Aldur:: ::heads for the TL and enters:: [20:00] ::stands up and follows the Captain:: [20:01] ::switches to the big chair:: [20:01] ::enters the TL as well:: Captain, I'd ask that you not allow Wallace to speak to DuLac until after we've all tried. [20:01] ::turns helm over to her assistant and quickly joins Aldur:: [20:01] Lehman, the only way that's going to happen is if you want to get yourself killed...::enters the turbolift:: [20:01] ::Glares at Lehman::he could infect you, commander; do you want that? ::shakes his head at Lehman:: Not without a medical check of him, you're not. [20:01] He's certainly not going to listen to us after Mr. Wallace antagonizes him. ::calls over to Sirius:: Commander, inform High King DuLac that we will receive him in our transporter room. [20:02] ::walks into the turbolift:: the only people infected by the virus are about half of the population on the planet not any of them that were on the Hammers [20:02] ::disgust and frustration apparent on his face, though he's speaking to himself, mostly:: This is the most futile act of vengeance I've ever been witness to... I can't believe this is happening... ::looks up:: Transporter room one! [20:02] ::looks up:: Transporter Room one [20:02] <> [20:02] ::glares at Tollory::don't push me, doctor; I merely want to ask him a couple of questions [20:02] Marshall Lan has not been infected at least not yet [20:02] ::starts oragizing engineering help for the Camelyn ships:: [20:02] ::acidly:: Yes, I'm sure you do, Major. [20:02] ::stands between Aldur and Marshall in the tl:: [20:02] ::stares blankly at Lehman for a moment, then looks at Aldur:: [20:02] ::continues to scan the warp drive:: [20:02] ::since everyone in the TL knows:: Some questions for Section 31, right? [20:02] ::takes a sharp intake of breath:: [20:03] ::grows quite angered::doctor, that is quite enough ::shakes his head forcefully:: Not here, Lieutenant. [20:03] +com+ DuLac, prepare for transport [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:03] ::her hands are shaking slightly and she hopes no one notices:: ::exits the TL and crosses to TR1:: [20:03] ::to Aldur, NOT Wallace:: Understood, sir. [20:03] ::enters the TR and monitors the transport's biofilter readings:: ::crosses to the technician:: Full bioscan, Specialist. I'm sure you know what I'm looking for. [20:03] ::follows behind the captain, fingering the grips of one of his sidearms:: [20:03] ::follows Aldur, glaring at Tollory:: [20:04] ::glares at Wallace:: ::glances at the pad:: Until materialization is complete, level 9 forcefield, please. [20:04] ::breaks out his tricorder:: [20:04] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> ::closes his eyes as sudden waves of emotion flow through him:: [20:04] ::runs several more scans of the Camelynian Ships' crews:: [20:04] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> ::blinks as they go away:: [20:04] Computer, activate a level four fourcefield around the transporter chamber... [20:04] 12=.\ction= The forcefield snaps into place across the transporter pad. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:04] 12=.\ction= high King Dulac, fully enclosed in armor, wearing the High King's Crown, materializes in the transporter room, alone. [20:04] ::looks down at the biofilter readings:: ::looks from Tollory to the tech:: [20:04] ::sighs:: [20:04] ::shakes his head:: Captain, I'm not detecting any sign of the Quickening. [20:04] ::walks over to the forcefield and begins scanning DuLac through it:: [20:04] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> ::vaguely remembers something between his loss of consciousness and his awakening:: ::nods and turns to DuLac:: Drop the forcefield. [20:04] ::raises his eyebrows:: [20:04] ::slowly raises his visor:: [20:04] ::fingers his phaser slightly, still glaring at Tollory:: Welcome aboard, High King Lan DuLac. [20:05] ::takes a step toward Lan:: [20:05] ::nods at DuLac::sir. [20:05] ::looks up from his tricorder:: You're not taking care of yourself very well, Commander. [20:05] ::gets to his feet and wanders back to the engineering office:: Any idea what's happening out there Commander? [20:05] ::sees the empty look in Lan's eyes:: [20:05] ::looks about to pass out from nausea, then eyes widen:: [20:05] Greetings to thee, my friends.::casts a look of pure venemous hatred at Wallace:: [20:06] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> ::blinks it off, not able to focus on much but the battle ahead:: [20:06] OOD... We've got readings of an incoming Dominion warfleet! [20:06] ::sits down at her desk and starts to read the crew fitness reports, drinking a cup of tea (strong enough for a mouse to trot on!):: [20:06] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> <> [20:06] ::more visibly grips one of his sidearms, not wanting to have to use it to break up a fight:: [20:06] doesn't even blink at DuLac's gaze:: [20:06] ::walks over to Aldur, whispering:: I'm reading high levels of stress, fatigue, and mild exhaustion. ::approaches DuLac, sure Marshall's got a good eye on Wallace:: [20:06] Approximately six hundred vessels deployed in the standard swarm formation... [20:06] I doth give thee thanks for allwoing me this final visit. [20:06] ::steps closer to Lan and whispers:: We must talk alone before you do this Lan....please ::looks at him desperately:: [20:06] :;shrugs:: I'm not sure... but I don't like what I'm sensing in the Force... [20:07] ::nods:: I have a bad feeling myself. Don't know what it is though. ::nods at Tollory and waves him back, then turns back to DuLac:: I accept your thanks, High King, and I rejoice at your taking up of your born duty. [20:07] ETA for the fleet? I will rejoice further when the war ends, and Camelyn is born anew. [20:07] I doth know thou dost have dsigns of swaying my course; thou art my friends and that is to be expected. [20:07] ::breaks out a med-kit and prepares an inoculation in the back of the room:: [20:07] ::stands by silently watching the goings on:: [20:07] They'll be here inside of twenty minutes... [20:07] :;frowns and looks down at her desk:: what I don't like is that I haven't gotten any visions about this... [20:07] It is only fitting that the people of Camelyn be led in their final actions by their King. ::smiles slightly and takes a half-step back, putting Lehman slightly in front of him:: [20:08] They don't have to be final actions, Lan [20:08] ::walks over to stand slightly behind Aldur with the hypo at his side:: [20:08] ::sighs:: Lan, please look at me! I am more than your friend aren't I? [20:08] ::looks at her:: Visions? You get visions too? [20:08] ::nods::oh, but they do, and probably are... [20:08] Scan as many as you can, and stick the info in the targetting database [20:08] ::flashes a look at Wallace:: [20:08] My race, my culture is doomed. A scarce 20% doth remain uninfected at most. [20:08] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> <> [20:08] Scans in progress... [20:08] ::shakes his head::less, I believe [20:09] Twenty percent of countless millions is more than enough to sustain a race! [20:09] ::nods:: yea... they're bad sometimes... but sometimes good.... ::shoots a look at Wallace, then checks Marshall:: [20:09] The Dominion, with help, was most effective at bypassing my peoples efforts to screen my planet. [20:09] Wallace, shut up or I'll have you removed from the room [20:09] We can rebuild from that 20% but you can't save anyone if you kill them all Lan ::nods as if reaching a conclusion:: [20:09] +com+ Sirius to Aldur [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:09] ::nods serenely at Marshall:: [20:09] ::nods:: What happens if you don't have one at all? ::says quietly:: Major, I believe that will be all. ::louder:: +taps+ Go ahead, Sirius. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:09] We shalt not hath resources soon to continue the Crusade. We must srike now. Better a glorious death than a long lingering suffering. [20:09] ::blinks, having expected a snide remark:: [20:10] +com+ sorry to interrupt sir, but we've got incoming...eta is about 15 minutes [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:10] We're outnumbered roughly three to two by the incoming Dominion fleet... [20:10] :;shrugs:: I don't know.. life goes on I guess... +taps+ Thank you, Commander. Confirm the Sovereign is aware of our status and prepare to deploy the group. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:10] +com+ understood [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:10] Perhaps if the Dominion hadst not recieved aid in infecting my people, this would not be neccessary. [20:10] ::nods:: This "Force" thing sure sounds unpredicatable. [20:10] ::shakes his head, speaking directly to DuLac:: If you were still acting as First Officer, I'd have you relieved of duty for making such ill-advised decisions. [20:10] *** ObsShadow (me@edmnts01c31.nbnet.nb.ca) has joined #LOL- Coronado [20:11] Received aid, Lan? How? [20:11] ::tears well up in her eyes:: Please Lan don't do this....it is wrong to sacrifice everyone [20:11] ::glares at DuLAc, shaking his head:: ::nods quietly:: High King DuLac, you have my word that those responsible will be punished. [20:11] ::frowns and looks down again:: supposably for some it's not, like the Jedi Masters, but I'm not one of them... [20:11] Why, didst thou not know? The agent was delivered in diplomatic poches..from the Federation. ::turns to Marshall:: Commander, please escort Major Wallace back to the Bridge. I have all the information I need from this particular meeting. [20:11] ::eyes go wide:: [20:12] ::touches Lan's armored arm:: Lan, think about your people [20:12] +com+ Sirius to Twain [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:12] ::bites his lip hard and throws a glance at Wallace:: ::nods slowly:: And you will keep what you just heard to yourself. Is that clear, Commander Marshall? [20:12] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> +com+ Twain here. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:12] ::confused look:: One of these days you and I will have to go have a drink and you can fill me in on where you came from. ::remebers who he is talking to:: That is if you want to Commander. [20:12] And knowest thee well, my Shadow Knights already to endeavour to slay those responsible. [20:12] ::to DuLac:: From diplomats, no. From Section 31, maybe. [20:12] ::steps forward::what about the Shadow KNights, Your Majesty? [20:12] ::glares at Aldur:: We did this to them? ::voice goes very cold and very quiet:: Mr. Marshall... if you please. [20:12] +com+ disregard [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:12] ::locks his eyes on Wallace:: Why you little prick! I can't believe I saved your ass! [20:12] you know that one of the ones on this ship was infected witht he Quickening! [20:13] ::turns to narque:: eta, commander? [20:13] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> ::blinks:: +com+ Understood...sorta. Iwo Jima out. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:13] Such as the one thou didst imagine to have captured Wallace? Our royal thanks for delivering our agent to the one place we didst desire him to be. ::voice stays cold, but grows very loud:: Mister Marshall! Now, if you please. [20:13] :;sighs:: I don't know where I'm from Andersen, all my information I got from the Empire, and only the Force knows how true it all is... [20:13] ::glares::you know, I killed him, don't you? ::quietly:: Damn it. ::swings against the wall in a move almost too fast to follow:: [20:13] ::grips his sidearm very hard and trembles slightly, thumbing over his shoulder for Wallace to go in front of him:: [20:13] Under ten minutes and closing at present speed. [20:13] ::even more of a confused look:: The Empire? Anything like the Dominion? [20:14] ::leaves the room and enters a TL::Bridge [20:14] ::stands next to Lan and glares at Wallace:: [20:14] His deathw as expected. Death is not a barrier to persuit of duty. We of Camelyn doth know that well. ::hopes that with Lehman in the room, DuLac will show some restraint:: [20:14] +com+ Sirius to Wallace [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:14] +taps+here Commander [CoroLCARS SOUND] ::half-turns to the right, facing DuLac:: Again I say, you have my word that those responsible will be punished, King DuLac. [20:14] ::thinks for a moment:: I'm not sure... I suppose I little, but the Empire was led astray by one person really... [20:14] Wallace, you are a traitor to the Starfleet uniform [20:14] ::enters the bridge:: [20:14] +com+ Major, now would be a good time to deploy the spectre's [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:14] ::solemnly:: There's no need to take your entire planet with you to prove a point, your Majesty. [20:14] ::is restraining himself visibly, hands pale upon the hilt of his sword [20:15] ::lets Wallace enter the turbolift, and waits for the next car, not trusting himself to restrain from attacking the Section 31 operative:: [20:15] ::croaches down against the wall and listens to the commander:: [20:15] without him things might have improved, my parents might have had a shot at living... [20:15] ::crosses the Bridge and nods::deploy the fighters [20:15] We shalt not fail; we hath pledge to continue this crusade unto the end. I didst know this was a likely result of our actions. [20:15] ::yells it as Wallace leaves the room:: [20:15] ::sits at Marine Ops:: ::exhales and slips the phaser back into the back of his uniform, then nods:: High King DuLac, I will take my leave of you. [20:15] ::turns back to Lan and sighs:: [20:15] ::enters the bridge slightly after, moving very slowly and deliberately:: There are but minutes before the Dominion arrives. ::glances at Lehman:: Use those minutes wisely. [20:16] What doth matter life, if we hath no honor? [20:16] yes sir Captain, thanks [20:16] ::looks at Aldur, surprised:: [20:16] ::waits for everyone to leave so she can be alone with Lan:: [20:16] +com+all fighters, stand by to launch - two minutes [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:16] ::approaches Aldur:: Captain, may I speak to you outside? [20:16] ::takes his seat and meticulously begins calling up the target and tactical subroutines he planned for such an event:: [20:16] Deploy now, Major, I want them in position [20:16] :;looks at Andersen:: what of you? [20:17] +com+ King Dulac to Camelynian Fleet, proceed with plan "Just Vengeance" [CoroLCARS SOUND] ::makes a "come with me" look with his eyes to Tollory, then nods and leaves the TR:: [20:17] ::glares at Sirius::well, sir - I want my men in their planes before the planes launch [20:17] ::to himself, quietly:: This carnage must end... This war must not go on. [20:17] ::as soon as the TR doors close:: You CAN'T let him just do this! [20:17] ::looks at Lan:: Please Lan......you are so far away from me and I am scared.....your people have a right to live and carry on your traditions [20:17] ::blustering:: We -- we can confine him to Coronado, tell the rest of the Fleet to disregard his commands... [20:17] OOD, we have visual on the enemy fleet... [20:17] ::looks over to Marshall:: We're outnumbered 3 to 2, so ::nods:: ::continues walking toward the TL, not looking back to see if Tollory is following:: [20:17] ::shakes his head in saddness:: So your parents were killed and you end up in another universe. Me? Not much to tell really. Grew up and entered the Academy. Ended up here. Met you and Doctor Tollory. Finally feel like I fit in for once. [20:17] +com+all fighters, lock, load, and launch when ready! [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:17] Onscreen [20:17] ::following Aldur:: Captain, you're not listening to me... [20:18] <> [20:18] ::punches the visual up:: Breen, Tholian, Jem Hadar, Cardassian... [20:18] ::snorts:: 3 to 2? Please, that's a cakewalk... [20:18] Our traditions doth not allow us to flee from battle, to cower like dogs whislt ohers doth struggle for our freedom. [20:18] << Officer On Deck >> ::says over his shoulder:: Tell a people howling for blood that they cannot fight? Not only would they ignore us, it might precipitate a war between the Camelynians and us, Lieutenant. [20:18] <> [20:18] Your eyes are empty and that means you are not thinking clearly anymore Lan [20:18] I'm not so sure I fit anywhere... I just try to... ::enters the TL:: And I hear you just fine. ::waits for Tollory to enter, then:: Bridge. [20:18] ::watches his station as the fighters acknowledge::fighters away, commander [20:19] I am thinking as the rightful King of Camelyn. We shalt not fail of our sworn purpose. [20:19] ::voice almost breaking:: He's making a fatal mistake. And you're making one too. [20:19] As soon as they drop out of warp, raise sheilds [20:19] ::smiles:: Well you've made me feel at home. Least till the uniform problem came up. I never thought I'd get promoted so fast out of the academy. [20:19] no but do not delebrately kill everyone to make your point....Lan what do I tell your child about your race and about their father ::turns to Tollory:: If DuLac has a reason to live, he'll live. If they choose to die, I cannot stop them. [20:19] ::prioritizes the Tholian vessels as targets, preparing to engage the enemy vessels with a series of rapid phaser blasts:: [20:19] ::harshly:: You can TRY> [20:19] Pardon me, m'lady? I doth not understand thee. ::smiles slightly:: I am trying, Lieutenant. But DuLac won't choose to live just because I want him to. [20:19] ::signals the fighters to attack the Breen and Jem'Hadar ships first:: Someone else might convince him, however. [20:20] :;grins:: uniforms are horrible creations that should be done away with for the sake of subordinates... you're fast promotion doens't surprise me... you are very good at engineering... [20:20] ::looks up at Lan:: I am going to have your baby Lan ::tears stream down her face:: [20:20] ::watches as the last of the enemy fleet come into view:: Miradorn, Tamarians, more Jem Hadar... [20:20] As soon as they're in range Marshall....go nuts [20:20] ::leans against the TL wall:: Damn Admiral Essex for assigning me to a warship. [20:20] 12=.\ction= Several of the rickety looking Camelynian freighters, crewed by the most ill of Camelyns population, moves to the fore ::shrugs:: Damn them for all of us. ::exits the TL and steps onto the Bridge:: [20:20] Don't have to tell me twice, Commander ::readies the phaser banks for the load they're about to carry:: [20:20] ::stops:: [20:20] ::looks puzzled:: [20:20] Didst thou say....... [20:20] ::stands and ragards the captain:: [20:21] ::exits the TL a couple of seconds after the captain:: ::nods at Sirius, then turns to the Andorian at Helm:: Ensign Mordra, prepare to separate from the group. [20:21] well, here's to the Camelynians; may they rest in peace after this is all over [20:21] ::blushes slightly:: Well I don't know if I'd go that far... ::pauses:: As for the Uniform. Well. I can't say I like em too much but we have to present ourselves to the universe in a professional manner. Uniforms are the way to do it. [20:21] Please do not sacrifice yourself and all of Camyln Lan [20:21] ::moves back to ops:: ::looks over at Wallace:: Renegade and the two transports ready for some action, Major? [20:21] Captain, apx 600 incoming dominion vessells [20:21] you and your people have so much to live for [20:21] ::nods::yessir [20:21] My people cannot live without knowing they dist fight when called upon. ::nods at Sirius and sits:: They're not our job, Commander. [20:22] ::looks at Aldur::Captain, I've deployed all fighter squadrons to provide us with cover [20:22] ::blinks, then grumbles and begins reversing all the changes his done to the tactical sensors and the phaser energy manifolds:: +acalert+ All decks, this is the Captain. While the bulk of the Second Fleet engages the incoming Dominion fleet, it's our job to slip behind their ranks, escorting our Marines to Cardassia. [20:22] Fight yes but not play marters Lan [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:22] And thine news, though joyous, tis not excuse for me to abandon my position. I hath brought my race to a great tragedy; tis only fitting I share their fate! [20:22] ::looks at Andersen:: what does professional manner mean when you're good at your job, it should mean nothing... it never has before, all that matter for me before was that I wasn't wearing the enemy's uniform.. [20:22] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> All hands, red standby. +com+ Twain to Coronado...ready over here. [CoroLCARS SOUND] +allcall+ Once in Cardassia Prime orbit, we will deploy our troops to the heart of the Dominion itself. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:22] ::mutters:: If we survive to orbit... [20:23] <> [20:23] Captain, I might humbly suggest the fleet target the Breen ships in the initial clash... [20:23] +com+understood, Major - be advised that conditions will be extremely hazardous; be cautios [CoroLCARS SOUND] ::smiles a ghostly smile at Marshall:: We'll survive. They're going to throw everything they have to stop us at Septimus. [20:23] ::listens to the captain:: Gee that's just swell. Meanwhile us engineers get to try and keep the ship in one piece. ::shakes his head in disgust:: [20:23] Their vessels are basically defenseless, and the less firepower the enemy has, the less the loss of life for the allied forces... [20:23] ::shakes his head:: Tholians. They don't want to end up caught in one of those webs [20:23] But you haven't brought it to tragedy....the Dominion did and the ones still alive will need a strong leader to help them survive Lan....you are throwing it all away Only we're not going to be there. +taps+ Aldur to Transporter Room One. High King, it's time for you to lead your troops and it's time for me to lead mine. [CoroLCARS SOUND] +taps+ Unless your flagship is going to Cardassia, I suggest you disembark. [CoroLCARS SOUND] Ensign, set a course for Cardassia Prime. [20:24] +taps+ Farewell, Sir ALdur. Strength to thy Sword arm! [CoroLCARS SOUND] Sirius, confirm status of Renegade and our two charges. [20:24] ::moves to the Transport pad:: Narque, tell me about the Dominion fleet. [20:24] ::pales at Aldurs words:: Ok fine...I am going with you Lan [20:24] :;grins:: they'll manage to disemble this ship yet... [20:24] ::steps up on the padd with Lan:: [20:24] I shalt dwell upon thine words m'lady. Fare Well. [20:24] ::jumps out of his seat and approaches the engineering console:: [20:25] No, thou shalt not accompany me! [20:25] ::checks up on the renegade:: [20:25] +com+all Marine units, stand by for planetary assault landing; the fighters will provide air support once we reach cardassia prime [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:25] ::nods:: Yep. Hopefully we won't be on her when they do. [20:25] +taps+ Aldur this is Lehman, I am goin with Lan back to his ship sir [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:25] ::to Narque:: This is transporter control, right? [20:25] ::points:: [20:25] Readings of massive life-forms aboard their ships... [20:25] Renegade reports they're ready to go [20:25] ::nods to Tollory, quickly:: [20:25] +taps+ Do not beam Comamnder Lehman with me! I doth not give her permission to board my vessel! [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:25] ::stands next to Lan:: I must go where you go.....your fate is mine Lan DuLac [20:25] ::begins taking the transporter padds offline one by one:: [20:25] The Miradorn, Tholians and Cardassians are the most heavily crewed... ::nods:: If Commander Lehman attempts to disembark, it's your job to stop her, Commander Sirius. [20:25] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> ::watches the viewscreen - under his breath:: Here we go... [20:25] I wish I had paid more attention to Sandra's last lesson... Ensign, engage. [20:26] ::finishes of her tea:: [20:26] ::gives aldur a look and says nothing:: [20:26] <> [20:26] ::makes sure she is close enough to be beamed over with Lan:: Please, I must go with you [20:26] <> [20:26] 12=.\ction= D'ridthau, and the bulk of the Second Fleet deploy and in sweeping ranks, begin to tear into the Jem'Hadar, Breen, and Tamarian ships in the front ranks. [20:26] ::frowns after being denied access to shut down transporter control:: [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:26] +com+ dulac to High Justice; withhold Alpha priority vesself from our first strike. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:26] ::thinks:: Diagnostic mode. [20:27] ::grins back at Tollory:: [20:27] Also, are the lest maneuverable... The Jem Hadar and Breen ships are the main threat. They're the pawns of the Dominion fleets, from what I can see. [20:27] ::begins tapping in the command to put all the transporters into diagnostic mode:: [20:27] 12=.\ction= Camelynian ships begin ramming the larger Dominion flagships just ahead of the lighter Starfleet groups, which tear into the softer ships behind. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:27] 12=.\ction= Several Camelynian freughters suddenly dash at highest speed..being torn apart, they struggl to the Heart of the enemy formation, only to be snared by Tholian weapons. [20:27] +taps+ Tollory to Commander Nouveau, there's ... a problem with the transporters, I'm going to put them into diagnostic mode. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:27] Against capital ships, they could spell disaster, especially against... ::voice trails off as the waves of death begin to hit his viewscreen:: [20:27] Lan, please take me with you! ::holds onto Lan's arm:: [20:27] 12=.\ction= DuLac dematerializes... alone. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:28] Farewell...... [20:28] ::continues working on the engineering console, then pounds the console:: Damnit! [20:28] Commander ::to Narque:: The Tholians are the greatest threat. As soon as they get one of their webs together, it's almost assured destruction for the ships inside of it [20:28] ::looks up:: Theres nothing wrong with the transporters. I checked them myself yesterday. What's he on about? [20:28] +taps+ Since when are you an authority on transport problems? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:28] ::screams:: NO!!!!!!!!!! ::collapses on the floor and cries:: ::nods:: Time for us to get out. Ensign, break formation and slip behind the fleet. [20:28] ::locks down the transporters with a single button press::that should do it.... [20:28] 12=.\ction= the Freighters explode, the cargo holdds of torpedoes and explosives tearing into the enemies rear formations with incredible devastation. [20:28] +taps+ ::dully:: Engineering, ignore that request. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:28] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> Watch it! ::ducks instinctively as a crippled enemy fighter screams by overhead:: ::stands:: New course 135 mark 11. Engage at warp 7. [20:29] That was odd. What do you think the doctor is up to? [20:29] ::looks to Andersen:: you ever feel we are out of the loop here? [20:29] All systems nominal sir [20:29] +taps+ Captain Aldur, please beam me to Lan's vessel now! [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:29] ::nods:: [20:29] ::enter the TL:: Transporter room 1. [20:29] ::looks at Aldur::want me to handle the COmmander, sir? [20:29] ::frowns, troubled:: somethings wrong with Lehman... [20:29] 12=.\ction= Coronado, Renegade, Iwo Jima, Inchon, and their escorts break formation... destination Cardassia. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:30] ::rises:: I'm going to the transporter to see what's up. ::enters TL:: Transpoter Room One [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:30] :;follows Andersen:: [20:30] ::realizes that he didn't fire a shot and scowls, reducing power to weapons and focusing more on the passive sensor array:: [20:30] ::mumbbles::or not... [20:30] IT seems we've gone unnoticed....No sign of pursuit [20:30] 12=.\ction= the Camelynian fleet suddenly divides into two parts..one part, much smaller, has a higher concentration of battle worthy vessels:: [20:30] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> ::glances over at the Coronado on the viewscreen:: Don't fail us... ::smiles at Marshall:: Feel free to deploy some parting gifts, Commander. [20:30] ::exits the TL and crosses into the transporter room:: ::glances at Wallace and shakes his head sadly:: [20:30] ::goes over to Lehman and sits her up:: Monique ... [20:30] ::finally stops crying and wipes her eyes and sits there a moment longer staring at the floor:: [20:31] 12=.\ction= The larger part continues its brutal, valiant struggle, ships attacking, lowering shields to gain more offensive power..atatcking..attacking..attacking [20:31] There's a rapid fire torpedo with your name on it, Marhsall ::smirks:: [20:31] ::enters the Transporter room and spots doctor Tollory:: Hey Doc. What's up? [20:31] ::snorts:: I think I'll decide not to piss off some Jems and have them trail us to Cardassia sir...::leans back and watches the battle:: [20:31] Tollory, it is hopeless [20:31] ::nods sadly:: I'm very sorry. [20:31] ::sees Commander Lehman and quites down:: [20:31] 12=.\ction= The battle is played on a massive canvas. The odds are very nearly even as the great ships from either side tear at each other. For every J'H ramming attempt, there appears to be a Camelynian ship there to block it with its life, and vice versa. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:31] ::looks at Andersen and shakes his head:: [20:31] :;enters the Transporter room behind Andersen and looks concerned at Lehman:: [20:32] ::shares a concerned glance with Sandra:: [20:32] ::watches the battle on his station's mini- viewer:: [20:32] ::leans on Tollory:: I have lost him and now I don't know what to do Tollory [20:32] ::sighs:: [20:32] {{I'd really like to know what is going on here.}} [20:32] The second fleet is going up against a tholian group, sir ::grins slightly at Marshall as he watches the battle in the holographic tank:: I thought you might enjoy having a few trailers. [20:32] ::as if summoned by fate:: Captain, several of the Cardassian and Miradorn vessels are breaking with the fleet formation... They've assumed pursuit course. [20:33] ::closes his eyes:: You have to live, Monique. That's what he would want. [20:33] ::looks at Aldur::you know, sir - it was never supposed to be like this... [20:33] 12=.\ction= Coronado finally reaches the edge of the battle. Several Cardassian ships break formation, trying to intercept the Marine group. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:33] They won't catch us [20:33] ::putting an arm around her:: You just have to live... [20:33] Perhaps you haven't read the latest reports on Cardassia prime's orbital defenses.....I'm going to need every torpedo I can get my hands on... ::nods at Narque:: Sirius, instruct Inchon and Iwo Jima to hold course and speed. [20:33] ::checks the inventory lists and writes out a few requisition forms:: [20:33] Tollory, I am pregnant and alone......I can't do it alone ::sighs very unhappy:: [20:33] Additionally, the Breen weapons being used against the Camelynians... They've been altered somehow... Although, not to any great effect... Marshall, let's delay our company a bit. Inform Renegade what we're doing. [20:33] :;sighs and sits down on the floor facing Lehman and Tollory but looking at a point above their heads:: [20:34] ::nods:: [20:34] ::looks at Sandra and Anderson, then looks back down:: [20:34] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> +com+ Marine Group to Coronado... good luck. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:34] ::rubs his hands together:: Arright, skip [20:34] It looks like they're getting desperate... ::frowns at the words:: [20:34] ::continues to speak to Aldur, though he's not really listening::we were supposed to win much more quickly; it was supposed to be fast [20:34] ::folds his arms and waits for the Doctor to finish:: [20:34] 12=.\ction= the Smaller Camelynian Group provides heavy supporting fire to the Marine Group..but is not engaging in suicidal tactics. Fighter groups detached from the larger Camelynian fleet continue to be living shields for the Marine and Camelynian Transports. ::smiles another ghostly smile at Marshall:: I have it on the best authority that the Cardassian orbital defenses will not be a problem... temporarily, at least. [20:34] We could always hope for the best. Maybe ... Lan will be okay. [20:34] ::informs the transports:: Captain...they want to know what they're going to have for cover then [20:34] ::brings his routines back up again and quickly boosts the phaser power manifolds for what he's about to do, glancing sidewards at the Captain:: ::glances from Sirius to Wallace:: Instruct Renegade and our fighters to hold position with the transports. ::heads back for his chair:: All I want here is encouragement for them not to follow us. [20:35] :;looks at Lehman:: I haven't seen any visions of his death... [20:35] ::watches the Coro's fighters holding off the would-be attackers::aye, sir [20:35] No you didn't see the look in his eyes.....they were vacent and ready to sacrifice himself as a martyr.....he will not live through this Tollory [20:35] ::nods:: ::glances at Narque:: Do we know enough about the Breen weapon to duplicate its effects... temporarily, at least? [20:35] ::nods, once:: I saw the look. I've seen it a lot before, more than you probably think. [20:35] I believe so sir... [20:35] ::eyes light up:: [20:36] ::raises an eyebrow::duplicate? why didn't we think of that? [20:36] But Djaklians don't believe in fate. Anything can be changed. [20:36] ::gains a full target lock on the foremore Cardassian Galor Class destroyer approaching and fires mutliple phasers in rapid bursts, with several lances from the same array at the same time:: (á la the Galaxy-class vessel in "Sacrifice of Angels">> [20:36] 12=.\ction= The Coronado shudders as the ship's experimental "lance" weapon fires with blinding intensity! [CoroLCARS SOUND] <> [20:36] <> [20:36] 12=.\ction= One of the Last Hammer class vessels deploys and fires it main weapon..the projectile suddenly shattering after firing into hundereds of smaller projectiles..tearing a massive hole in the Dominion ship formations.. [20:36] <> ::drops back into his chair and nods at Narque:: Do it. [20:36] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> Helm, prepare to come out of warp. ::glances at the Renegade on sensors, then at the Inchon:: [20:37] ::nods, working furiously at his console:: [20:37] ::to Sandra and Trent:: There's nothing wrong with the transporters. [20:37] ::tahnks everyone for coming down here ::looks at Tollory and sighs:: I better get back to the bridge and report that I have failed in convincing Lan not to sacrifice his whole race and himself [20:37] I ... ::looks down:: I was trying to take them offline to prevent DuLac from beaming off Coronado. [20:37] ::watches the other three vessels:: [20:37] Captain, I'm reading several Son'a ships just outside the Dominion Fleet... [20:37] ::shakes his head at Lehman:: Aldur knows. He knew before he left the room. [20:37] They appear to be... ... Waiting. [20:37] Son'a? ::nods at Narque:: Not unexpected. Ignore them for now. [20:37] ::fires torpedoes point blank into a passing formation of Hideckies, ripping them open and spinning them out of control:: [20:37] 12=.\ction= The Coronado fires a torpedo, which streaks toward its target! [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:37] :;looks at Tollory:: why? it's his choice, who are we to decide for him, if we don't he may still survive... [20:37] ::nods:: Then why did you start putting them into diognostic mode if there is nothing wrong with them. ::pauses with a suspiscious look on his face:: [20:38] sir, I imagine they've got isolytic weapons... [20:38] What're the Son'a doing here? [20:38] 12=.\ction= A Galor and a Miradorn ship, mirroring each other's movements, open fire on Coro from either side, attempting to pass. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:38] ::gives Sandra a look:: Your judgement of my actions was not solicited. [20:38] Nor do I care in the least. [20:38] ::gets up:: [20:38] <> [20:38] ::frowns:: what does solicited mean? Ensign, new course 163 mark 21. ::louder:: They're Dominion allies, Commander. [20:38] Wanted, desired, asked for. [20:38] Yes Sandra is right....he had to make his decision and now I have to do what is right [20:38] ::console bleeps loudly:: I've modified several torpedos to emulate the effects of the Breen energy dissipation weapon. [20:38] ::looks around the lightly staffed sickbay:: ::looks at Narque and nods:: Transfer them to the torpedo magazines. [20:39] I don't think so....::energizes the dorsal array with two phaser blasts, each catching the attacking vessels directly on the nose:: [20:39] 12=.\ction= The transporter activates, wrapping the Away team in blue quantum mist... [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:39] ::looks back at Monique, all the brusqueness gone from his face:: Are you sure you want to be at the helm? [20:39] <> ::turns to Marshall:: Let's try them out, shall we, Commander? [20:39] ::watches as the ship shudders and shakes:: [20:39] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> Put Cardassia on screen. ::it appears:: Magnify. ::the screen slowly scrolls inward onto various things in orbit of the planet:: Steady as she goes... [20:39] ::nods quickly and sends the torpedos to Marshall's control:: [20:39] ::glances at the captain::can we stop one of the S'ona's isolytic bursts if they decide to fire on us? [20:39] <> [20:39] Yes Tollory, I have to.....at least for now [20:39] ::turns:: Captain...just how many marines are we landing? [20:39] ::makes note of what solicited means and looks at Lehman:: war doesn't kill everyone... Lan's strong, if anyone will survive it'll be him... ::shakes his head in Wallace's direction:: Nope. [20:40] ::nods:: Okay. [20:40] ::quickly loads the torpedoes into the forward bay and locks them onto several respective targets:: Just say the word, skip [20:40] ::nods::thought so... [20:40] 12=.\ction= As if in prophecy, Wallace turns back to his console in time to see one of the Son'a vessels explode in a brilliant flash. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:40] ::looks at Andersen:: Trent, will you accompany Lehman to the bridge, please? ::mutters:: We had to deal with them another way. [20:40] oh, damn! [20:40] ::with a steel tone:: I need to have a word with Commander Nouveau. [20:40] * Cdr_Lan_Dulac a Message arribes from the Smaller Camelynian fleet, the one fighting as if it actually plans to live through the battle. "This is King Dulac; I hath divided my forces into two elements, but I must advise thee that I mayest withdraw this element if need be. This element doth contain the majority of my uninfected populace, and I shalt have need of them to rebuild my Kingdom. the greater part of my fleet, those infected, hath ch [20:40] 12=.\ction= One after another, the Son'a vessels vanish. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:40] ::stands up and walks out of tr1 with the others:: [20:40] what the hell? [20:40] ::nods:: Yes Doctor. Commander? [20:41] ::blinks:: What the hell is going on? There aren't any of our vessels over there! [20:41] 12=.\ction= A group of three apparently Romulan ships decloak in the midst of the remains of the Son'a group. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:41] :;frowns and glups:: {{help Andersen, oh wait... I'm higher ranking them him ain't I...}] [20:41] Thanks Tollory and Sandra I will talk with you later ::heads for the tl:: [20:41] captain, the S'ona ships are being hit by - Romulans? [20:41] cloaked? [20:41] <> [20:41] ::nods at Lehman:: I'll join you soon Monique... [20:41] {{yes you are Commander. Why do you need help?}} [20:41] ::nods to Tollory:: Thanks [20:41] Romulans can't <> fire while cloaked! [20:41] ::mutters:: No subspace weaponry'll be making an appearance today, thank you, Mr. Son'a. [20:41] {{I hate "talks"}} [20:41] ::follows the Commander to the TL:: Back to business, people! Commander Marshall, are the modified torpedoes ready? [20:42] {{You'll be fine I'm sure.}} [20:42] ::gets in the tl:: Bridge ::says quietly and without any emotion:: [20:42] < [20:42] ::waits until Lehman is a ways away:: [20:42] <> [20:42] Just say the word, skip ::hovers his hand over the launch button:: ::grins that odd smile at Wallace:: Guess Section 31 doesn't know everything, Major. ::louder:: Deploy! [20:42] ::grins::looks like the Tal Shiar hasn't been playing nice lately.... [20:42] ::smirks:: [20:42] ::uses her telepathic abilities to block out all her empotions and watches as the tl doors open:: [20:42] ::punches the button, firing the modified torpedoes into several nearby vessels:: [20:42] ::turns to Sandra:: I think I'm more than capable of making decisions for people when their current decisions border on the insane. [20:43] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> Marine Group...let's do this. [20:43] <> [20:43] {{Thanks Anderson}} [20:43] 12=.\ction= Narque's torpedoes deploy in a string and slam into the Cardassian and Miradorn ships... two explode. The remainder drop out of warp, crackling and sparking. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:43] <> [20:43] +com+ King Dulac to Coronado..please inform m'lady LEhman that..we shalt continue our discussion of hr news after the battle..I must now tend to battle! [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:43] <> [20:43] ::blinks:: Wow. [20:43] Perhaps we should make more of those torpedos.... [20:43] ::walks out of the tl and over to helm and relieves her assistant and sits down taking helm controls:: ::smiles:: Nice shooting, Mr. Marshall. Ensign, get us back on course. [20:44] maybe you misjudge what is insane and what is sane.... Lan's choice is just that, I think he was still rather sane... [20:44] ::nods and leans back, powering down the weapons and making sure no Dominion vessels are trying to pursue the Coro:: ::smiles wider as Lehman replaces the Ensign:: Commander Lehman, welcome back. Get us back on course, please. Maximum warp. [20:44] Well, you're not a doctor, are you. [20:44] +com+Coronado acknowledges, Your Highness, sir. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:44] ::looks at Commander Lehman:: {{Your welcome}} ::stands on the bridge a moment and then heads to the engineering console to check things over:: [20:44] He chose to leave his pregnant betrothed behind while he went off to GLORIOUS battle. [20:44] * Cdr_Lan_Dulac Camelynina Vessels pour in relentless supporting firepower, 3 or 4 vessels striking at once in precision strikes. [20:44] yes sir ::gets the Coronado back on course and wonders if she was dreaming when she heard Lan's voice [20:45] 12=.\ction= Coronado moves further and further from the furious battle, which is visible even at this distance... explosions like fireflies lighting up a pie-segment of space 10 degrees wide. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:45] ::hits the button for max warp:: [20:45] Unfortunate that we haven't yet mastered the art of equipping our torpedoes with long-term high-yield magnetic field generators, or we might be able to keep more of those weapons on- hand... [20:45] ::watches as three fighters explode::sir, our fighters are starting to take a beating [20:45] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> +com+ Marine Group to Coronado, we're ready to unload. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:45] ::smirks:: Captain, both the som'a and the tholian fleets have been wiped out completely [20:45] :;shrugs:: I've got experience being around crazy people, I met the Emperor once; many people go off to die leaving pregnant wives and young children behind... I'm sure my own father did more than once... ::nods:: Get us back in there, Lehman. Tell Iwo Jima to get ready. [20:45] ::adjusts the course slightly to get it exactly in line with her corrdinates:: [20:45] ::nods:: Ahh ... ::glances at Wallace:: How's Renegade holding up? [20:46] ::sighs and brings the weapons back online again, preparing to unleash with another large phaser barrage:: [20:46] ::checks his panel::okay, but not great [20:46] So because your own father abandoned you, you decided to get payback by having Lehman's unborn child similarly fatherless?> [20:46] ::watches the action of the bridge crew with fascination:: {{I have got to get myself permantlty assigned up here}} [20:46] yes sir ::notifies the Iwo Jima and then dives into the middle of the battle ::nods and leans back:: Sirius, tell Renegade her sister's about to arrive, and she's one pissed-off bitch. [20:46] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> ::glances at Cardassia as it looms overhead, live and in-person, and blinks, triggering something...another uncovered moment....:: [20:46] *** You were kicked by CoroLCARS (I don't care for that kind of language, FCCO_Aldur. ) *** Attempting to rejoin... *** Rejoined channel #lol-coronado [20:46] *** Topic is 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-63100 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= Sim in progress! ' [20:46] *** Set by CoroLCARS on Fri May 28 19:30:49 [20:46] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +o FCCO_Aldur [20:46] 12Computer recognizes FCCO_Aldur. Authorization and command codes enabled. [20:46] ::snorts, giving Sandra a rather nasty look:: That's pathetic. <> [20:46] ::turns and storms down the corridor:: [20:46] <> [20:46] <> [20:46] <> [20:47] ::laughs:: Message sent sir, they send us a warm welcome [20:47] Renegade's shields are weakening, but she should make it * FCCO_Aldur 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= 12 =-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM PAUSE =-=-=-=-=-=-= 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= [20:47] ::attn:: [20:47] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> ::attn:: [20:47] ::attn:: [20:47] ::attn:: [20:47] ::attn:: [20:47] ::attn:: [20:47] ::attn:: [20:47] ::attn:: [20:47] -ObsShadow- <> hehehe [20:47] :;attn:: [20:47] ::attn:: [20:47] ::attn:: [20:47] <> [20:47] *** Cdr_Lan_Dulac (incrdbil@fh-173123.flinthills.com) has left #LOL-Coronado Hope everyone enjoyed that. :) [20:47] ::nods:: [20:48] pretty mcuh, yeah [20:48] Heh, improv is fun ;) I don't believe we have any ship's business tonight, so we'll jump right to... [20:48] <|IJ|MJ_Twain> Argh :| [20:48] cool LCARS, we're on our way to Cardassia! * CoroLCARS 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= 12FCCO_Aldur has called: Company, at ease! 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= [20:48] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-63100 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= Time to relax -- 12http://www.ussrenegade.com/coronado/ ' [20:48] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: -m [20:48] *** CRTC_Marshall is now known as Reaver [20:48] *** |IJ|MJ_Twain is now known as Garstini [20:48] after sim sim!!! [20:48] *** MJMC_Wallace is now known as Ol_Army [20:48] I can talk! [20:48] Okay, here's the deal, so no one is confused... [20:48] *** CROP_Sirius is now known as Sirius [20:48] btw, that one was fun to obs [20:48] *** LCSI_Narque is now known as Narque [20:48] *** ObsShadow is now known as Shadow [20:48] SHADOW!!!!!!!!!! [20:48] lol [20:48] Hey, Siri :))) [20:48] Whatever happens to the Marine Group, Twani survives. :P [20:48] how we gonna do that, sandra? ::grins:: Did I forget to mention that Shadow's been skulking around? ;) [20:48] Twain [20:48] Twani? [20:48] what ya mean? [20:49] *** FCCO_Aldur is now known as Jester [20:49] *** LJen_Andersen is now known as Alffred [20:49] Hehe. I've been half-here for the last 2 weeks. :) [20:49] He will lead the marines or whatever happens...I'll be writing a log about everything... (hopefully) [20:49] BRB For those that don't know/recognize him, Shadow was Coro's very first Chief Engineer, and was the second person to sign up for Coro, EVER. :) [20:49] have to leave for a minute :) [20:49] Whoa [20:49] Heehee :) [20:49] and he's also a twit ;) [20:49] who was the first? [20:49] Heya, Shades. :) [20:49] *** CRHM_Lehman has quit IRC (Quit: Rule of Acquisition #285: No good deed ever goes unpunished!!!!!!!!! ) [20:49] Who was the first? :) DDemon. He's no longer around, either. [20:50] Whee!! [20:50] Oh. I was thinking you were counting yourself, Jester. [20:50] This ship needs more engineers. :) Nope. ::chuckles:: [20:50] What!? [20:50] This ship needs more doctors, too! [20:50] No more engineers, we need an underling for Marshall [20:50] Coro was the best TNG sim I ever was on. [20:50] We've got one [20:50] ::kicks shades:: come back [20:50] And no more Docs either [20:50] It still is ;) [20:50] Jester was I on the Bridge ? Or in security? Awww. ::blushes:: Thanks, Shades. :) [20:50] what about me? where was I on the sign up list Jester? [20:50] Oh yah huh. [20:50] *** Narque is now known as Nephy [20:50] ::kicks siri:: I am, as soon as Dell sends me my comp [20:50] Hehehe