[18:04] One minute to start. Let's finish getting into rank, folks. :) [18:04] Can you tell this is my first time to play a marine commandant [18:04] lol [18:04] Jester, is it Tebrun Kor or Tebrun Lora? [18:04] I've seen shaggin' both [18:05] Initially, it's Kor. That'll be covered in the story. ;) [18:05] Kor is his symbiont. [18:05] Erm [18:05] n/m [18:05] ah [18:05] * LJtc_Drexler is confused. [18:05] Sirius, rank time. :) [18:05] * LJtc_Drexler will reread. [18:05] thenx [18:05] LCARS, let's begin. * CoroLCARS 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= 12TebrunKor has called: ATTENTION ON DECK 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= [18:05] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-63100 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= Sim in progress! ' [18:05] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [18:05] ::attn:: [18:05] ::attn:: [18:05] ::attention:: [18:05] ::attn:: [18:05] ::attn:: [18:05] ::attn:: [18:06] ::stands and tries to look attentive:: [18:06] ::attn:: [18:06] OK, welcome everyone to our first sim in UCIP! :) [18:06] *** Nilani (~nilani@Star5818.eisa.net.au) has joined #uss- coronado [18:06] Hoo-wah! [18:06] ::crosses his arms and looks annoyed:: [18:06] *** Sirius is now known as L1SL_Sirius [18:07] I'm going to hope and assume that everyone has read the teaser. :) When our story begins, U.S.S. Coronado is still at Utopia Planitia, and is still about two weeks from being ready for commissioning. [18:07] arr, arr. [18:07] Cool. [18:07] Most of you have already been assigned to her, but no CO or XO have been assigned as yet. [18:07] ::nods:: [18:07] aw hell. What'm I gonna be doing, then? [18:07] be deactivated? [18:07] Treating the construction workers who drop wrenches on their toes! [18:07] ::shrugs:: [18:07] ::to emhp::be the real doctor? [18:07] Talking to the Chief Engineer? :) [18:08] ::grins:: At the moment, the EMH is the only doctor aboard. The rest of the medical staff "arrives Tuesday," in the immortal words of Captain Harriman. [18:08] *** ObsKayless (~klingon@Star6174.nycap.rr.com) has left #uss- coronado [18:08] Here's the briefing: [18:08] ::disappears in a shimmer of light:: [18:08] ! [18:08] 12=Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... [18:08] <> [18:08] 12Stardate 239906.28: "Welcome to Coronado!" , by Jester. [18:08] 12SUMMARY: A three-way war. Not exactly the kind of commissioning every ship dreams of. [18:08] 12Commodore Jared Marshall is concerned: he has learned that a terrorist organization calling themselves the "Vanguard" plans to destroy the Confederation's first quantum slipstream drive test ship. When he contacted Starfleet Intelligence, however, they were less than helpful: that organization has apparently been corrupted, and will allow the ship to be destroyed. [18:08] 12The Commodore has contacted his old friend Tebrun Kor, the host of the symbiont that he once knew as Admiral Varani Kor. Varani, once Director, Starfleet Intelligence, authorized the funds to have the slipstream test ship designed and built... 10 years ago. In the years since, Varani passed on, and her symbiont passed to Tebrun. [18:08] 12Tebrun is now racing to Utopia Planitia, where the final touches are being put on the test ship... U.S.S. Coroando, NCC-97901. The goal: prevent the destruction of the ship, preferably without being caught by Starfleet Intelligence in the bargain. To do this, he has contacted an old friend still working in the Sol system... Vice Admiral Brian Aldur... [18:08] ! again [18:08] ack [18:08] ::acknowledges digitally:: [18:08] I mean, ack [18:08] ack [18:09] ack [18:09] ack [18:09] ack [18:09] ack [18:09] Any questions before we begin? [18:09] *** Nilani has quit IRC (Connection reset by peer ) [18:09] Negative, sir [18:09] yeah, can I sit in the big chair on the bridge? ;) [18:09] ummm, nope [18:09] Non Sir. [18:09] ack, sorry [18:10] why would I have a question? [18:10] hnh, officers. [18:10] ack [18:10] ::grins:: Then let's begin. :) See all of you aboard! [18:10] * TebrunKor 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= 12 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM START =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= [18:10] ::sits in the big chair on the bridge:: [18:10] ::fiddles with one of the systems in main engineering:: [18:10] ::Tosses his small duffel bag onto his bunk and shrugs his backpack off his shoulders, slipping out from under the sling of his concussion rifle:: [18:11] ::polishes down his long mahogany bar, whistling a song and looking for someone:: [18:11] ::is nothing more than several billion strings of code in an isolinear/bioneural network on board the new Coronado:: [18:11] 12=.\ction= A commercial issue runabout drops to impulse in the Sol system... a small diamond is the ship's only marking. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:11] +taps+Tal to Engineering - progress report, please [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:11] ::is stationed at tactical, quietly filling out progress reports on each system:: [18:11] ::brings the runabout out of warp and approaches Mars:: [18:11] ::walks off the tl onto the bridge and looks around before heading over to the ops/marine station:: [18:11] ::crosses over the gangplank onto the coro:: [18:11] +com+ Whitestone runabout to Utopia Planitia... requesting landing clearance. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:11] ::very delicately places the concussion rifle in its holding case within the arms locker, turning around and opening his duffel to remove his small collection of personables:: [18:12] +tasp+ Bentall here. We're a full day ahead of schedule. All systems active and are going through final testing. [18:12] ::pulls up ship status reports at the CO station:: [18:12] +taps+ Understood, Mr. Bentall - excellent work! [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:12] ::receives clearance for landing and brings the runabout into Mars' thin atmosphere:: [18:12] ::stands in the Marine Control Center [if such a place exists], checking over the systems reports:: [18:12] ::walks over to a nearby console and checks on the status of incoming and outgoing vessels:: [18:12] ::enters the nearest turbolift:: [18:13] ::is activated automatically as the crew to doctor ratio on board the ship approaches critical mass:: [18:13] ::turns to Drexler:: Mr. Drexler, report on torpedo load status. [18:13] ::exits off and heads down a corridor, looking for his quarters:: [18:13] ::finishes packing away this things and straps on his large pulse phaser in its holster, exiting his small quarters and heading for the Marine Gymnasium:: [18:13] ::brings the ship in for a landing on one of the pads across from the main UP complex:: [18:13] ::slaps the cover back on the electrical system he was working on and slides out from underneath it, whistling cheerfully:: +taps+ Think nothing of it. That's my job, Sir. [18:13] Please state the nature of the medical emerg-hello? Hello? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:13] ::looks about:: [18:13] Twelve loaded. Systems nominal. [18:14] ::smiles at the readout, then turns to a bartender nearby:: Liski, take over here. ::throws the towel at her:: [18:14] ::crosses his arms and glowers at the empty medical ward:: [18:14] ::secures the runabout and crosses the airlock to the main complex:: [18:14] ::enters his quarters and takes them in:: [18:14] ::resumes writing his report on the tractor beam assembly:: [18:14] ::hums a tune, popular over a decade ago:: [18:14] ::nods:: very well; when will additional supplies be brought aboard? [18:14] ::taps a few keys and reinitializes the warp core:: Ahh much better. [18:14] HELLO? [18:14] Liski> Shure, boss. [18:14] ::paces around the ward, looking into the offices and operating rooms:: [18:14] ::enters the marine gymnasium and looks around at the largely empty chamber, nodding at the cleanliness as he walks over and begins to adjust the gravity within the gymnasium to much higher than the normal 1g [18:14] :: [18:14] When Planitia decides to send them over, sir. [18:14] hmm, lousy decorating [18:14] ::sits down at the marine console and hits her combadge:: +taps+Dabuer and Ironside this is Bennett....have your men go to the holosuit and run them through several combat training exercises and make sure your team is ready for anything [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:14] *** Nephy (nephy@Star5175.ils.net) has joined #USS-Coronado [18:14] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Nephy [18:14] 12Computer recognizes Nephy. Authorization codes enabled. [18:15] 12Nephy = Lieutenant Traquis Trq, Chief Science Officer. [18:15] ::puts down a PADD and starts looking at the next one in the stack:: [18:15] ::nods and pulls up the message she received recently:: [18:15] ::opens his suitcase and unpacks some stuff:: [18:15] ::looks up:: +taps+ Major, the marine contingent doesn't arrive until next tuesday, as we're still two weeks from commissioning:: [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:15] ::carries his duffel into UP's only bar:: [18:15] ::reads over the message, concern crossing her face:: [18:15] ::walks to the opposite side of the bar and shoos customers away:: Make way, important clientel coming. [18:15] Nurse> Eep! ::shrieks and jumps up, tossing a sheaf of padds into the air as the Doctor startles her:: [18:16] ::refills a barfly's drink to get him moving a little more quickly:: [18:16] ::strips down to his marine pants and undershirt, taking a sharp battlestance in the centre of the gymnasium mat:: [18:16] ::wanders up to the bar itself and sets his duffel on a barstool:: [18:16] ::gives his most ingratiating smile:: Greetings. What can I get for you? [18:16] ::takes a quick break and heads over to the replicator in his office:: Coffee, black. ::whistles a cheery little tune as his coffee materializes in a bowl instead of a mug:: Ah crap... [18:16] +taps+ Major, Bravo unit is not embarked. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:16] ::closes the message and turns to Brennan::Major, status of Marine contengint? [18:16] Excuse me, where is the medical staff? There shoudl be two doctors and two nurses on duty right now. [18:17] ::removes a PADD from the duffel and passes it to Dalton:: I was told you could arrange passage for me. [18:17] +taps+ Ironside according to my reco0rds they showed up today....you better double check your findings sir [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:17] ::continues unpacking some stuff, hanging various artwork:: [18:17] Nurse> ::puts a hand to her heart and exhales:: you scared me! The rest of the medical staff won't be arriving until Tuesday. [18:17] ::accepts the padd, giving Kor a once-over, then looks down at the padd:: [18:17] ::begins a vigorous workout routine in the middle of the gymnasium, his highly toned muscles rippling as punches and kicks fly through the air, much too fast than his 42 years would seem to allow:: [18:18] ::looks around, feeling that this ship will manage to seclude him even more than he'd hoped for when joining Starfleet:: [18:18] ::expressionless:: Well, I'm not a travel agent, Mister... [18:18] ::glances at Tal:: According to my records the marine contingent arrived today and should be unpacking at this moment [18:18] ::pauses before opening the replicator housing:: Well, this isn't right... ::spends a few seconds readjusting the innards of the replicator before resealing the housing:: Let's try that again. Coffe, black. [18:18] ::looks around the bar and spots several people he knows, then looks back:: Lora. Tebrun Lora. [18:18] ::nods:: very well, major [18:18] ::walks over to his desk and sits, flipping on the computer:: [18:18] Tuesday? That's unacceptable. What if there were an accident? This ship has barely been commissioned, and it's a prototype! No, that won't do at all. [18:19] ::only a slight smile:: I see. ::looks down at the padd again:: I think something can be arranged. What are you looking for, a nice Yellowstone class runabout, hmm? [18:19] <> [18:19] +taps+ ::speaks a little tauntingly:: Major, perhaps they boarded the wrong ship? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:19] ::smiles as the coffee appears in a mug, taking a sip the smile turns into a grin:: Hmmm, perfect. ::sits down at his desk and puts his feet up:: [18:19] ::grins as Alpha company begins to stream into the gymnasium, instantly wilting under the increased gravity as he continues his routine:: [18:19] *** Viceron (Austin316@207.65.46.000) has joined #uss-coronado [18:19] ::smiles slightly:: The transporter you have in the back room will suffice nicely. [18:19] Nurse> Well.... ahh... I'm very sorry to hear about your displeasure, Doctor, but they can't get here until Tuesday. [18:19] *** Viceron is now known as Obs_Viceron [18:19] ::raises an eyebrow, then steps out from behind the bar and indicates the way with a flourish:: [18:19] ::stands and wanders over to the flight/ops staiton:: [18:20] After you, my good sir. [18:20] ::gets up from her console:: I am on my way down to watch and see what the new marine contingent looks like now [18:20] ::has a thought and decides to head to the bridge:: [18:20] ::continues looking though various sections of the computer, mostly ship related::: [18:20] ::nods as Brennan leaves:: [18:20] ::walks over to the tl and gets in:: [18:20] You know... ::smirks at the finished report, filing it away to operations:: At this rate, we'll be out of spacedock a full month ahead of the Katana. [18:20] ::enters TL:: Bridge. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:20] ::nods and waves several of the people sitting in the bar away from their chairs:: My associates will be accompanying us. [18:20] ::finishes his workout with a serious of roundhouses and straightens, facing alpha company:: Allright, marines! Snap to! [18:20] ::looks back at Drexler:: seriously? excellent news! [18:20] ::picks up his duffel and heads for the "Authorized Personnel Only" door:: [18:20] Hnh. Well, I suppose that I shoudl make myself useful while I'm activated, shoudln't i? [18:21] ::grins slightly as the men attempt to straighten up under the high gravity:: [18:21] Then again, I'm never good at estimates. [18:21] *** ObsDer has quit IRC (Quit: Leaving ) [18:21] ::falls into step behind Tebrun:: I see. Of course, that WILL raise the price a little... [18:21] *** Nephy is now known as LTSI_Traqzis [18:21] ::walks over to the transporter controls, then looks up and smiles slightly:: [18:21] ::shrugs as several people, all dressed in SF uniforms pass into the back room:: Of course. Payment has been arranged, however. [18:21] ::taps in some commands on the ops side of the board as she muses over some internal sensor readings:: [18:21] ::walks closer to the line of men and begins walking down it:: Listen up. I've only got two rules. Everyone fights. No one quits. [18:21] *** ObsVarberg has quit IRC (Quit ) [18:21] ::looks out the large viewports of the MCC, seeing Bravo Company:: [18:21] Nurse> ::shrugs:: I'm just an extended care nurse, Sir. [18:21] Coronado's defensive capabilities should be green by the end of the week. [18:22] ::arrives on the bridge:: I'll never get used to seeing the bridge of an untested ship. ::said to no one in particular. ::stopping in front of the engineering console, he sets his coffee down and begins running a transfer program to allign this console to the one in main engineering:: [18:22] ::walks off the tl and down the corridor and enters the gym where Ironside has them all together and stands in the back watching:: [18:22] ::turns back to walk down the line again:: If you don't do your job, I'll shoot you myself. Do you get me? [18:22] ::rematerializes on a transporter pad aboard the Coronado:: [18:22] ::sighs:: Fine, fine. Back to... whatever it was you were doing. [18:22] ::sets down the PADDs and walks out of the MCC, down onto the main floor of the marine shuttlebay:: [18:22] Ten-CHUN! [18:22] <> [18:22] Oh, payment comes in all types of forms, Mr. Lora. You see ... I have my own reasons to require a change in venue at this time. [18:22] ::looks back at Bentall and smiles:: agreed, mr. bentall [18:22] ::moves from the computer back to unoacking:: [18:22] Marines> We get you SIR!! [18:22] So I was thinking of joining you on this little ... trip. [18:22] ::smiles wryly:: Yes, that's what I was told, and I have no particular problem with that. [18:22] ::leaves the supply room and heads back to the Chief Medical Officer's office, beginning a thourough screening of the crew compliment's medical profiles. [18:22] ::watches detachedly as the Marines salute simultaneously:: [18:22] ::looks blankly ahead:: It doesn't really bother me. ::looks back to the console as if he didn't say anything:: [18:23] <> [18:23] Very nice. As you were. [18:23] Excellent! We'll get along well then. [18:23] ::reads over several more readings:: Mr. Drexler, any word on our inquiries about a CO or XO? [18:23] ::fires up the transporter:: This can accomodate eight people at a time. [18:23] I assume you've all got your berthing instructions? [18:23] Good.....welcome to the Coronado! No stow your gear and report to the holodeck training centres at 1500 for orientation! Move! [18:23] ::smiles back at Tal:: Good to see you again Lieutenant. Can't wait till we get to take her out on her first voyage. [18:23] ::many nods:: Good. [18:23] ::nods at Bentall:: [18:23] ::cracks his knuckles and shoves his way through the crowd as he exits the TR and makes his way towards the nearest TL:: [18:23] ::chuckles and nods:: +taps+ U.S.S. Coronado, Lieutenant Tal, please. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:23] They could care less about having someone to command this ship, just so long as it's functional. [18:24] ::fastens his prised dagger to his belt:: [18:24] +taps+ Tal here; who is this? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:24] ::Grins again as the marines race....or at least attempt to race out of the gym under the gravity:: [18:24] I'm instructed to tell you to stow your crap and report to the holodecks by 1500 hours, got it? [18:24] ::looks up as the new voice fills the comm channels:: [18:24] Good. Get out of here. [18:24] ::scowls and grumbles to himself as he works:: No support and the crew's almost completely aboard, except for the medical staff. Who planned this, anyways? [18:24] +taps+ Lieutenant Tal, this is Whitestone inspection team 147. I believe you were told to expect us today. We'll be beaming aboard shortly. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:24] ::looks up:: [18:24] ::moves over to Tebrun's associates:: Drinks, anyone? [18:24] ::grins fatherlyly:: NOW! [18:24] ::watches as the Marines leave quickly:: [18:24] ::nods::of course... +taps+very well, sir [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:24] ::shrugs when an ensign looks at him oddly:: Old habits die hard. [18:25] ::face pales:: Inspection Team? No one told me about any inspection team. We aren't ready for an inspection. [18:25] ::in a heavy accent:: Computer... Locate the highest ranked officer aboard this ship. Now. [18:25] I didn't know about this. ::moves over to ops:: [18:25] 12=.\ction= Tebrun's associates are a burly Klingon, a Ferengi, two humans (one male, one female), and a Trill. All wear Starfleet uniforms of various colors. [18:25] ::moves over to the wall controls and re- adjusts the gravity to normal, slightly wishing he was back home where the gravity is that high all the time....the reason for his incredible muscle tone:: [18:25] ::nods at Dalton and takes his place on the transporter pad:: [18:25] ::returns to tactical:: [18:25] ::finished with unpacking, decides to tour the ship:: [18:25] +taps+ Bentall to engineering, Inspection Team coming aboard. Stow the mess people, and I mean yesterday! [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:25] ::looks at the ceiling:: Computer, location Lieutenant Ironside? [18:25] ::sets the transporter and hops onto the pad:: [18:25] ::nods to Drexler as she deactivates the ops board:: Lt, I was told to expect them; do not worry [18:26] ::grabs a towel and begins to clean himself off, grabbing the rest of his uniform and heading for the showers:: [18:26] 12=.\ction= The Whitestone "inspection team" beams aboard, materializing in transporter room 2. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:26] Computer> 1Lt Ironside is in the Marine Gymnasium. [18:26] have them brought to Transporter Room 2 [18:26] ::enters TL:: transporter room 2 [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:26] Thank you. ::starts to head for the gymnasium:: [18:26] ::nervous smiles splays across his face:: Nervous? Who's nervous? Not me. ::begins to sweat a little:: [18:26] ::feigns very dull excitement:: Ooh, boy. ::begins compiling a report on the secondary phaser assembly conduits:: [18:26] ::looks up at a knock at the door and answers acerbically:: Yes? [18:26] ::enters TR2:: [18:27] ::enters the gym:: ::looks around:: Hello? [18:27] ::quickly passes instructions to the rest of his team, then turns as the door opens:: Lieutenant Tal? [18:27] *** Obs_Viceron has quit IRC (Quit ) [18:27] ::cleans himself off and changes into a fresh uniform, re-holstering his sidearm and exiting back out into the gymnasium:: [18:27] ::eyes the "inspection team":: you must be Mr. Lora; welcome, sir [18:27] Nurse> Ah, Doctor? I've got someone out here who's been injured... [18:27] ::extends a hand:: [18:27] ::sees Ironside:: Hello. I assume you are Lieutenant Ironside? [18:27] *** Alfonso (amd_al@Star5986.postnet.com) has joined #uss- coronado [18:27] ::finds the lounge and walks in:: [18:27] ::tries to continue to tweak the console, without much success as he nervously looks at all access points to the bridge:: [18:27] *** Neph (nephy@Star5215.ils.net) has joined #USS-Coronado [18:27] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Neph [18:27] ::walks out of the gym and smiles:: I like the way he thinks....with the gravity down in the gym those guys will be in shape in no time [18:27] 12Computer recognizes Neph. Authorization codes enabled. [18:27] ::nods and offers his hand:: Thank you, Lieutenant. My associates, Lieutenant Katek and Ensigns Kishrak, Norton, Smythe, and Kile. ::indicates Dalton:: And this is Mister Dalton. [18:27] ::heads for the tl:: [18:27] ::hops to his feet, the over-riding medical subprocesses taking over:: I knew it. What's the problem? [18:28] ::nods at them all:: [18:28] ::looks up and inclines his chin, taking in the younger man:: And you would be Lieutenant Dauber ::extends a hand:: Welcome aboard. [18:28] ::bows gracefully to Tal:: [18:28] ::smiles at Dalton:: sir... [18:28] ::shakes his hand:: Thank you, sir. [18:28] Nurse> ::Follows behind the Doctor's long strides in a rush:: Sprained arm, I think, Doctor. [18:28] ::finds no one and walks out, continuing down the corridor:: [18:28] ::turns to Kor:: Mr. Lora, I believe you'll want to inspect the slipstream drive components? [18:28] <> [18:29] ::takes a sip of his coffee and tries to calm down:: It's just an inspection team Jar, nothing to worry about. [18:29] ::nods:: I believe my team can start any time, Lieutenant. If possible, I'd like you, I, and Mr. Dalton to speak privately. [18:29] ::hums something relatively fourth era Klingon:: [18:29] ::nods:: I shall notify mr. bentall [18:29] ::releases Dauber's hand and begins to exit the gymnasium, slightly motioning for Dauber to find it:: So, Lieutenant, how many drops [18:29] ::sees an injured engineering ensign and immediately picks up his tricorder, scanning.:: What do you mean "you think"? You can't tell what a sprain looks like? [18:29] *** ObsWatto (~neimad@Star5760.neimad.cx) has joined #uss- coronado [18:29] ::gets in the TL:: Bridge [18:29] Excuse me, sir? [18:30] Drops, Dauber. How many combat drops have you participated in? [18:30] +taps+Lt. Bentall, please report to main engineering to meet with the Whitestone team [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:30] What might we have here? ::turns to the beeping console:: [18:30] Nurse> ::blushes and fumbles with the padd in her hands:: ahh, yes Doctor, I can Doctor... this is just my first tour of duty. I'm a little nervous. [18:30] ::turns to Kishrak:: Keep in mind the seventh rule of Acquisition, Mr. Kishrak. [18:30] *** LTSI_Traqzis has quit IRC (Connection reset by peer ) [18:30] ::grins and look at Tal once again:: [18:30] Oh, sorry, sir. I've been in seven. I think. It was a long time ago. Sir. [18:30] +taps+ On my way Lieutenant. ::jumps up and heads to the TL:: Engineering. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:30] 12=.\ction= Kishrak gives Dalton an amused look. The Whitestone team files out, headed for Engineering. [18:30] *** Neph is now known as LTSI_Traqzis [18:31] ::slows, then stops, turning to Dauber:: Seven? A long time ago? [18:31] ::turns to Kor:: now, shall we head to the ready room? [18:31] ::looks at Lora:: Seventh rule: Always keep your ears open. [18:31] Hnh. ::picks up a subcutaneous mender and applies it to the sprained tissue:: you should concentrate on your duties and not where you are, Nurse Duval. [18:31] +taps+ Drexler to Tal, two Sabre-class vessels have decloacked and are approaching Mars, sir. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:31] ::to Tal:: Yes, let's. [18:31] ::nods:: Very good. After you. [18:31] ::tilts his head slightly:: I've been in the Marines 20 years and participated in more than 300.... [18:31] ::arrives in main engineering and starts looking around for the inspection team:: [18:31] ::arrives on the bridge, and quickly spots the delegation heading into the ready room:: [18:31] +taps+ Repeat that, mr. drexler? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:31] Wait a damn minute! [18:31] ::enters teh TL::bridge [18:31] Nurse> ::blinks:: How did you know my name? [18:32] +taps+ Other...hmm... ::moans:: Sabre...class, sir... [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:32] I mean, seven different missions, but a lot of drops each mission, sir, during the Jem'Hadar War. [18:32] You weren't in that war, were you? [18:32] I saw your medical profile. There, Ensign, you're fine. ::puts down his medical tool and turns back to his office without another word:: [18:32] ::glances around:: You're here? [18:32] ::picks up the maintenance man:: Where the Hell is the Captain of this ship? [18:32] ::raises an eyebrow:: Your Mr. Drexler seems preoccupied. [18:32] ::follows the conversing Tal into a TL:: [18:32] ::exits TL on bridge:: Sabre? Are you certain? [18:32] ::Stops again, and looks at Dauber for the umpteenth time:: No... [18:32] ::nods at the group passing:: [18:32] Aye, sir. [18:33] ::walks off the tl and looks around the bridge once more then heads back to her station:: [18:33] I didn't think so. Uh, sir. [18:33] ::glances from Tal to the new officer, Drexler, looking concerned:: [18:33] They haven't been used in 10 years... [18:33] ...two... [18:33] ::after taking a walk around most of the ship, returns to his quarters:: [18:33] ::sees that he has arrived just before the team:: Well I can tidy up a bit while I wait. [18:33] ::heads into his office and puts things away:: [18:33] I want to know why I was denied posting to this ship! Where's the CO? [18:33] ::looks more closely at Dauber:: You look human to me....and no spots, so you're not Trill... [18:33] ::puts the image onscreen:: [18:33] Nurse> ::looks at teh ensign in utter confusion, then shoos him off and heads back to work:: [18:33] ::whispers::damn... [18:33] ::pulls out a small padd and begins to write things down, appearing very efficient:: [18:33] They've entered orbit. [18:33] ::grins:: I am human. Well, half, anyway. [18:33] ::turns to Kor:: we may have a problem, sir... [18:33] Above us. ::swallows:: [18:33] I'll say. Who chose this carpet color? [18:34] ::makes a face:: Ghastly. [18:34] ::begins walking again:: You hide your age, well.... [18:34] ::makes further notes:: [18:34] However, they appear to be dormant. [18:34] ::ponders for a moment:: tactical status? [18:34] ::looks around the Bridge:: Well, what's wrong with the lot of you? Mute? Deaf? Stupid? [18:34] I'm forty-one. Sir. [18:34] ::makes an attempt not to smile, an attempt that fails:: Lieutenant Tal, I believe it's best if you and I speak immediately. [18:34] ::nods at Kor:: yellow alert, lt. ddrexler [18:34] ::stops again and turns to Dauber:: All right, out with it. You're a year younger than I am... [18:35] What's with these thirty year old ships? ::nods:: Yellow alert. [18:35] 12=.\ction= The ship goes to condition yellow. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:35] ::looks at Traqzis oddly as he rants and raves:: [18:35] notify me if things change too much... [18:35] ::notices the condition change:: [18:35] Chronologially, I am a year younger than you. Physically, I am thirty-two. [18:35] ::looks up as five people enter main engineering and begin looking around:: [18:35] ::heads for the Ready Room, making impatient noises in Tal's direction:: [18:35] ::ushers Kor and Dalton to the Ready room:: [18:35] I don't even want to think about the temporal physics that entails... [18:35] ::sits behind te Captain's Desk [TM]:: [18:35] Ah, the decor in here is much better. [18:36] ::nods in satisfaction as he sits down:: [18:36] ::heads out to great the team:: Hello. Chief Engineer Lieutenant Jarod Bentall at your service. What can I do for you? [18:36] ::scowls and continues thumbing through the reports. He could go through them all by simply accessing his search engines, but at the moment he needed something to do. He didn't wnat to get stir crazy, that would be a bad thing to pick up for the future.:: [18:36] please be seated [18:36] ::mutters, wiping a bead of sweat from his brow:: What the hell... ::takes a moment to regain composure:: [18:36] ::stops in front of the desk and leans over it:: There's no time for that. Lieutenant, you haven't been told everything. In a very few minutes, I suspect that this ship is going to be boarded. [18:36] ::runs through her database on her new marines reading up first on Ironside and Dauber:: [18:36] I put myself in transporter stasis about ten years ago. I was in for eight years, eleven months. [18:36] *** LTSI_Traqzis is now known as ObsNephy [18:36] Then I was picked up by a surveyor ship and brought back here. That was just over a year ago. [18:36] 12=.\ction= The "inspection team" sweeps through Engineering as if looking for something. They don't seem to have a lot of interest in the drive components. [18:36] ::sits back in his chair, watching the other two:: [18:37] ::nods:: I understand, sir; I have been in contact with a "friend" in Starfleet. [18:37] ::getting a nod in response he watches as the team completely ignores the drive:: [18:37] ::eyes brighten, finally getting the information he needed, and begins to walk again, towards the turbolift:: You could have just said that in the first place... [18:37] Why? ::smiles slightly:: [18:37] ::nods, as if relieved:: Very good. This... friend... you speak of. He's arranged for Coro's Marines to arrive here early. [18:37] *** ObsNephy has quit IRC (Client exited ) [18:37] It is my suggestion that you order them to be deployed throughout the ship. [18:37] ::finds he is no longer perspiring and blinks, trying to figure out what just happened:: [18:37] Confusion and lack of intelligence are the most deadly of enemies..... [18:37] ::getting suspicious:: Um, can I help you folks with somthing? I thought you came here to inspect the drive? [18:37] ::nods:: Do you think your men will find what they are searching for in time? [18:38] Frankly, sir, I'm not in the marines to harm needlessly. [18:38] I only joined for personal reasons. [18:38] ::watches Dalton closely:: [18:38] +taps+ Bentall to Lieutenant Tal, Sir I think we have a problem here. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:38] ::returns Tal's gaze:: [18:38] They'll have to. There probably isn't time to brief the remainder of your crew. I have another half-dozen people waiting to beam aboard -- Starfleet officers that our mutual friend has assigned to this ship. [18:38] You'll want to bring them aboard as quickly as you can. [18:39] ::enters the turbolift and looks up:: Bridge...::turns to Dauber:: Just as long as you fight, and don't quit, I don't care why you're here. Do your job, and I won't have to shoot you.... [18:39] ::nods and raises an eyebrow:: one moment, mr. lora [18:39] +taps+what is it mr. bentall? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:39] ::gets a flashback briefly, but quickly recovers and turns back to the door:: [18:39] ::smiles:: You sound about as grizzled as I was. Uh, sir. [18:39] +taps+ This inspection team isn't doing much in the way of inspecting sir. I think they might not be who they say they are. Can I get security down here to detain them? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:39] ::quickly:: +taps+ Lieutenant Tal, there's been an unauthorized transport on deck 15. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:39] ::smiles slightly at Dalton and Lora:: [18:40] 12=.\ction= Several people in civilian dress materialize in Engineering. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:40] ::snorts:: Do you recall Helios 4, Dauber? [18:40] ::grabs a phaser:: [18:40] ::exits out onto the bridge and looks around at the ship's command centre, taking in the view:: [18:40] Intruder Alert! ::said with panic at the new comers:: [18:40] What's going on now? [18:40] 12=.\ction= Several more groups also beam aboard -- decks 4, 8, and 12. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:40] ::snorts and turns off the terminal, standing:: [18:40] Helios 4. I fought there for about a month before the Dominion claimed and then destroyed that planet. Why do you ask? [18:40] +taps+ Mr. Drexler, take care of it. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:40]