[18:02] *** Jester is now known as CPCO_Lora [18:03] *** CPCO_Lora is now known as CRCO_Lora [18:03] Yup [18:03] Even. Sheesh. Instant promotion. Just add P. [18:03] It has Munch ;) that's reason enough to watch [18:03] *** Sonya is now known as Cdtsi_Oswald [18:03] You did that last week too, Ross. =) [18:03] 'cept you didn't change it. Confused the heck outta me. =) [18:03] I know. I'm projecting. ;) [18:03] hehehe [18:03] ::blinks:: I didn't? Sheesh. I am projecting. [18:04] ready to go, boss? [18:04] ::nods:: By all means. [18:04] LCARS, let's go * CoroLCARS 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= 12LCXO_Tal has called: ATTENTION ON DECK 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= [18:04] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= Sim in progress! ' [18:04] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [18:04] ::attn:: [18:04] :;attn:: [18:04] ::attn:: [18:04] *** Heiwa is now known as Mr_Dalton [18:04] ::attn:: [18:04] ::stifles yawn:: [18:05] ::attn, and salutes the capt.:: the crew stands ready, sir [18:05] Thank you, Exec. Welcome, everyone! :) Tonight, by popular demand, we wrap up our involvement with all things planet- destroying. ;) [18:05] Here's the briefing. [18:05] 12=Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... [18:05] 12Stardate 239909.20: "Eyes Bright with Purpose" , Part 3, by Jester. [18:05] 12SUMMARY: Another player joins the game. [18:05] 12During our mission in the Iju system, Coronado suffered damage to her hull and engines. While en route to Starbase 247, we encountered an enormous fleet of starships -- almost 500 strong. Fortunately, the ships use only primitive technology, including nuclear fusion propulsion, giving the ships a max speed of 10% light-speed. [18:05] 12We investigated the fleet, even tapping into their computer libraries. We learned that the fleet is the home of a race called the Moltar, whose two home planets were destroyed by insect-like conquerors more than 250 years ago. Because the Moltar are both protected by the Prime Directive and seem to be extremely xenophobic, Coro elected not to make contact. [18:05] 12Instead, we are currently approaching the Moltar home system, which is made up of a binary star pair and two asteroid belts. According to the Moltar libraries, their two planets were destroyed by unknown means soon after their escape from the insect conquerors. Coro is investigating the cause of the destruction of the two worlds. [18:06] ack [18:06] ack [18:06] ack [18:06] *** Garstini (garstini@Star7413.dialup.mindspring.com) has joined #USS-Coronado [18:06] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Garstini [18:06] 12Computer recognizes Garstini. Authorization codes enabled. [18:06] 12Garstini = Lieutenant Sieven Drexler, Chief Tactical Officer. [18:06] *** Garstini is now known as LTTC_Drexler [18:06] ack [18:06] <> [18:07] Ummmm... OK. Any other questions or comments? ;) [18:07] ack [18:07] Nope [18:07] How far? [18:07] yea... do I truely have to do my english homework? [18:07] Not very and not until after the sim, at least. ;) [18:08] ::wonders if he can get Coro simming added as a creative writing English credit for his simmers:: [18:08] ::chuckles:: [18:08] Onward! :) [18:08] * CRCO_Lora 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= 12 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM START =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= [18:08] 7> ::wipes down the bar while viewing engineers take out the holoemitters in the ceiling and walls:: [18:09] ::rides upwards in a turbolift towards the bridge, large metallic mug of coffee in his hands:: [18:09] ::leans forward in his chair:: ETA, Lieutenant Dejat? [18:09] ::sits calmly in her chair beside the captain:: [18:10] ::glances at the console, reasonably certain of what he'll say already:: Six minutes, Captain. But... [18:10] ::exits the turbolift as the doors swoosh open, taking a sip from his mug as he steps out and stops briefly in the alcove to observe the bridge:: [18:10] ::raises an eyebrow:: But...? [18:10] :;sits down at science I and begins working at her counsel:: [18:10] ::turns around:: It's going to be dangerous when we get there. I'm imagining planetary debris all over the place. [18:11] ::nods:: Manuevering at your discretion, Lieutenant. Just get us into scanning range. I want to know what happened here. [18:11] ::flicks his eyes to Dejat as he turns around, then back to Lora before striding forward and assuming his seat, keeping his chair facing the holotank while he sips his beverage:: [18:11] ::nods:: Of course, sir. [18:11] ::stands behind tactiacl, taking place behind Drexler:: [18:11] ::turns to Lora:: I suggest we boost power to the navigational defletors, sir. it might help a little... [18:12] ::nods:: Get us into position, XO. Do whatever you have to. [18:12] ::scratches on top of his nose, then begins running tactical scans of the system:: [18:13] ::nods back to Lora:: Tactical, increase power to nav deflectors by 50%... helm, thrusters no more than 75% [18:13] ::finishes his drink and rotates on his chair, reaching out and placing the mug back in the replicator before swinging back to his console and taking a gander at the sensor readings of the system:: [18:14] ::smirks:: Being cautious again, Commander? Pity. ::glances down:: Now arriving, sir. [18:14] ::watches the double-star appear in the holographic tank:: [18:14] ::nods back to Kosh for him to set the nav deflectors, who is hovering over his shoulder:: [18:14] 12=.\ction= Coronado drops out of warp on the outskirts of the "system." [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:14] 12=Description= As advertised, the system is a double star -- one orange, one white dwarf -- orbited by two large asteroid belts. The debris is scattered haphazardly throughout the system. [18:14] ::immediately cuts the impulse engines and activates the thrusters, dropping their power back to 75%:: Welcome to Moltar. [18:15] I'm reading a lot of debris, sir. Mostly organic. ::continues reading:: The asteroids appear to be hollow. [18:15] ::stands:: Organic? Remains of the ecosystem? [18:15] ::takes a seat and sets the deflectors...:: [18:15] ::arches an eyebrow:: Organic debris....? [18:15] ::turns to Lora:: sir, some of the hollow asteroids seem to be maintaining oxygen atmospheres... [18:15] ::frowns and casts a glance over her shoulder at Drexler:: [18:16] ::runs a focused scan on some of the debris:: [18:16] ::turns back to his console and ramps up the bioscanners on a nearby asteroid:: [18:16] ::stands and crosses to Dejat:: [18:16] ::frowns:: This is damned peculiar. [18:17] <> [18:17] 7> ::takes a drink over to the window and sits down by it, watching the debris field:: [18:17] Oxygen-nitrogen atmosphere...breathable. There's also a significant amount of.....electronic components ::says the last two words deadpan:: [18:17] 12=.\ction= For the moment, Coro seems safe enough -- Dejat guides the ship through the system. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:17] Aye, the ecosystem... reading a lot of frozen foliage remains... I'm reading the intact remains of an exoskeleton, three meters long... looks insectoid. [18:17] <<;) See you when you get back.>> [18:17] *** LJHL_Dejat has quit IRC (Quit: No. You do not understand. Go. ) [18:18] ::grimaces:: Insectoid? [18:18] ::glances at Oswald:: There's your insect conquerors. Probably. [18:18] Fascinating... [18:18] Exec, let's get some samples. Full containment. [18:18] ::takes some scans of the asteroid belt:: [18:18] ::nods:: Helm, move us closer; Tactical, tractor one of those... things in. Cadet Oswald... [18:19] ::makes sure the tractors have sufficent power:: [18:19] ::over his shoulder:: Kosh, set up a delicate tractor and take care of that. [18:19] ::heads for Ironside's station:: Any signs of life, Major? [18:20] :;looks at Tal:: sir, there are signs of a matter/ antimatter explosion... [18:20] ::wakes up a Marine to run security detail on any specimens they bring aboard, just in case the conqueror is simply.....hibernating:: The rock is making it difficult to penetrate the asteroids, commmander. However.... [18:20] 12=.\ction= Under Dejat's steady hand, the Coronado moves closer to the nearest of the insectoid carcasses. [18:20] very high desity [18:20] ::nods and types away on his console:: [18:20] ::turns and looks at Oswald:: Antineutronium? [18:20] ::nods:: yes sir [18:20] ::brings up a hazy reading of the inside of a nearby asteroid:: There is some sort of ecosystem within the debris. [18:21] 12=.\ction= Kosh's tractor reaches out, capturing two of the insectoids. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:21] ::grimaces again:: Cadet, get a science team to study that carcass, then give us what you've got. [18:21] ::looks up:: Got them [18:21] ::nods:: yes ma'am [18:22] ::nods and heads back for his chair:: Safe enough for an Away team inside one of those rocks, would you say, Major? [18:22] *** LJHL_Dejat (mcclure@Star6293.snet.net) has joined #USS- Coronado [18:22] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v LJHL_Dejat [18:22] 12Computer recognizes LJHL_Dejat. Authorization codes enabled. [18:22] <<::sighs:: Sorry about that.>> [18:22] I've been in worse, Commander. [18:22] :;gets a science team to study the carcass:: [18:22] 12=.\ction= Insectoids snared, Dejat pulls the Coro back out of harm's way. [18:22] ::nods:: Exec, pick a likely target and lead an Away team. Heavy on defense. [18:23] ::turns to Lora, noddding:: Antineutronium/neutronium explosions... looks like we've definitely found another victim of the killers... [18:23] ::smiles slightly and wakes up two squadrons of marines, also ording that ten of the "Beast" mechanized combat armour suits be energized for use:: [18:24] ::nods, frowning thoughtfully:: Something doesn't quite fit here, though. [18:24] ::furrows his brow:: Am I the only one that finds it even remotely curious that we haven't really come exceedingly close to discovering these killers yet? [18:24] Not even a glimpse. [18:24] ::sighs and points at Kosh and Ironside:: You two, come with me... Major, I want your best Marines as well [18:24] Nobody knew it was the Borg that decimated the colonies along the border until they plowed through Wolf 359, Lieutenant....::stands and nods at Tal:: Always, Commander. [18:25] ::stands and follows Tal:: [18:25] ::glances around the bridge:: How about... +taps+ Tal to Mr. Dalton... would you care to accompany an away team? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:25] ::turns to the commander:: I estimate it's been nearly 250 years since the Killers struck here, according to the debris distribution. [18:25] Several thousand corpses, sir. [18:25] ::stands behind Dejat and nods at Drexler:: That's consistent with the Moltar stories. [18:25] ::subonciously winces as Tal invites Dalton along, stepping into the turbolift ahead of the XO and riding down to the armoury in order to prepare:: [18:26] 7> +taps+ ::while looking out the window:: Not particularly, Commander. Whatever is alive out there is not something I want to meet. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:26] ::turns to Oswald:: I take it the explosion happened AFTER the insectoids were already here? [18:26] 7> ::sips his drink:: [18:27] ::organizes his own squadron of marines, getting half of them into the mechanized armour, and ordering the rest to don the normal medium hard suit:: [18:27] yes sir [18:27] ::frown:: +taps+ Mr. Dalton, I need an all-purpose scientist, doctor, engineer, and diplomat...I can handle the science and technical aspects of this mission for now, but you are by far a better doctor and diplomat than myself... [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:27] several months after most likely [18:27] ::heads for the TL:: Transporter Room 3 [18:27] 7> +taps+ ::sigh:: Is there hazard pay? Some sort of incentive for me to risk my life? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:28] ::fallows Tal:: [18:28] ::frowns and nods, then turns to Drexler:: What's your best guess, Lieutenant? Was the destruction of this system planned, or a bizarre coincidence? [18:28] ::shakes his head, looking out at the devastated planet remains:: It's hard to fathom. Something this big just being... removed from existence. ::sighs:: And it happening more than once, too. [18:28] 7> ::stands up and begins walking towards TR3, leaving his bar behind:: [18:28] *> +taps+ If there are people alive in this system, we're going to need you. Your pay can be the extra time with me... ::smiles to herself:: [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:29] ::grabs a pulse rifle off of the weapons rack and checks the magazine, grabbing a few more on a bandolier before leading his men towards the assault transporter:: +taps+ Ironside to Commander Tal, we'll secure the area ahead of you. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:29] *> ::chuckles:: +taps+ Go ahead, Major; we'll be along shortly. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:29] ::shakes his head:: It's really hard to tell. If those insectoids weren't the target of a Killer assault, then they chose an awfully bad time to colonize here. [18:29] ::is distracted by a beep on the console:: [18:29] 7> ::unamused voice:: Cute. I think that will work just this once. Better come up with something better for next time. Dalton out. [18:29] <<+taps+ >> [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:30] ::checks it, then over his shoulder calls out:: The energy signature from one of the hollowed-out asteroids is increasing. [18:30] ::gets up onto the assault transporter pad and awaits the rest of the squad to follow suit, the 8.5 foot tall power suits clanging as step up:: [18:30] *> ::heads down the corridor at full stride:: So, Ensign Kosh... nervous? Excited? [18:30] ::heads back for his chair:: Which one, Lieutenant? [18:30] 7> ::arrives at the transporter room and steps inside, waiting for Tal to arrive:: [18:31] ::checks:: This one. ::places it on the viewer:: [18:31] Lieutenant Dejat, bring us to a bearing on Drexler's target. [18:31] Well i'm kinda getting the same feeling as when i was working with the machine... but i'll be ok... [18:31] ::turns around to face Lora:: sir, have you ever seen a praying manise? [18:31] ::is snapped out of his reverie by the order and immediately complies:: [18:31] <+t, at least...>> [18:31] +taps+ Assault transporter one to bridge. We're ready down here. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:31] TR3> ::nods as they enter:: Understandable [18:32] ::turns, trying not to make a face:: One that was three meters tall? No. [18:32] ::turns:: Lieutenant Drexler, is the team beaming to our more active asteroid, or another one? [18:32] <> [18:33] TR3> ::gives Tal a sour look:: Why you wish to so willingly risk me welfare is beyond me, Miss Tal. [18:33] TR3> ::looks down at himself:: I hope I don't wrinkle this suit. [18:33] TR3> ::leans over the transporter console:: +com+ Assault team, is the location secure? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:33] ::links with the mission ops console momentarily, then checks:: Negative, it isn't the same. [18:33] +taps+ Stand by, Assault one. We've got a possible situation up here. One of the asteroids is more active. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:33] +taps+ We haven't received the target coordinates as of yet, Comman.... [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:33] +taps+ Catch that, Commander? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:34] TR3> ::snorts:: I'm not going in there. [18:34] The active asteroid is nearby, though. [18:34] TR3> ::frowns:: +taps+ Yes, Captain... I take it that the assault team hasn't beamed down yet? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:34] ::turns to Drexler and nods:: Very well. +taps+ Lora to transporter rooms. The energy signature on one of the asteroids is increasing. Not your rock, but a nearby one. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:35] Lieutenant Dejat, place us midway between the Away team's target and our active rock. [18:35] TR3> +taps+ Captain, would you like us to check THAT one instead? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:35] ::turns:: Lieutenant Drexler, advise the Away teams they can proceed at any time. [18:35] +taps+ Captain, this is Mr. Dalton. I regret to inform you that there is indeed something alive out there. Is it really necessary to sacrifice your precious Marines to the altar of science? You certainly don't need to sacrifice Miss Tal and myself. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:35] Aye sir. ::begins gently firing thrusters to perform the maneuver:: [18:35] +taps+ Bridge to away teams, you're cleared. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:36] TR3> Mr. Dalton...? [18:36] ::considers this:: +taps+ Negative, Exec. Stay on the original target. We'll continue to investigate the active one. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:36] ::feeds the coordinates for transport:: [18:36] TR3> ::looks at Tal:: [18:36] ::nods to the assault transporter chief, and dissapears in the familiar swirling pattern of energy:: [18:36] *** LMMC_Ironside is now known as [LMMC_Ironside] [18:36] <[LMMC_Ironside]> <> [18:36] <[LMMC_Ironside]> ::demat/remat:: [18:36] 12=.\ction= The Marines rematerialize first, establishing a perimeter. The Away team beams in a few moments later, reappearing in the center of the defensive line. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:36] TR3> ::lays a hand on her forehead:: What do you know that we don't? What are you trying to say? [18:37] TR3> ::pulls out a small disruptor from within his jacket:: [18:37] TR3> Something is out there. I don't know what. And I don't know where. But with our luck, it will be waiting there for us when we get there. [18:37] <[LMMC_Ironside]> ::unseals his hard suit as his sensors confirm the atmosphere is non-toxic, then gazes at the surroundings suspiciously:: [18:37] 12=Description= The air is musty, but breatheable, and the ceiling in the asteroid is high. Electronic equipment of some kind beeps and whirrs on all the walls. [18:37] Lieutenant Drexler, any signs of weapons on our target? [18:37] ::watches the window that is closely monitoring the active asteroid:: [18:38] TR3> ::glances at Kosh then back to Dalton:: We're going as soon as the Marines have said it's all clear. Any other objections? [18:38] My scans haven't detected anything resembling a weapon, sir. [18:38] This console will go crazy if it did. [18:38] TR3> ::moves to the transporter pad and begins tapping at it:: [18:39] ::nods:: Lieutenant Dejat, let's do an orange peel. Full surface scan, then sweep the interior. [18:39] TR3> ::leans over the transporter console:: +com+ Assault team, is the location secure? [18:39] TR3> I'm setting this up for an emergency beamout of us three, should we need one. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:39] TR3> No, sir [18:39] Aye, sir. [18:39] <[LMMC_Ironside]> <> [18:39] <[LMMC_Ironside]> ::nods at the perimeter of marines to stay put and turns around to approach the centre of the defensive circle with Tal:: It's clean out to a hundred metres. [18:39] << i thought we were in a different tr >> [18:39] TR3> ::nods:: Very well, Mr. Dalton...::heads for the pad:: [18:39] <[LMMC_Ironside]> <<::points at the 2nd last action::>> [18:39] <> [18:39] <> [18:39] ::gently pushes the Coro into an orbit around the asteroid/rock:: [18:40] <> [18:40] <[LMMC_Ironside]> +com+ Position is secure, Coronado. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:40] TR3> ::steps up onto the pad:: I do hope, my dear, that this time we are about to spend together is not our last. [18:40] ::nods and steps on the pad:: [18:41] TR3> ::chuckles:: Maybe I'll get my father to reward your duty with some of the artifacts that he confiscated from a Ferengi a number of years ago... Energize [18:41] 12=.\ction= The Marines continue to spread out - - the cavern is not large: about 40 meters by 20 -- and the ceiling is irregular. The floor seems to be some kind of tiles. The hum of the electronics dominates the place. [18:41] ::demat/remat:: [18:41] TR3> Artifacts? ::demat/remat:: [18:41] *** Mr_Dalton is now known as [Mr_Dalton] [18:41] ::demat/remat:: [18:41] *** LCXO_Tal is now known as [LCXO_Tal] [18:42] <[LMMC_Ironside]> ::activates the sensors in his visor and directs them upon a bank of the electronics along one of the walls:: [18:42] ::looks in amazment at the surrounding cavern:: [18:42] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::looks around and heads for Ironside's position, noting the Marine's impressive mechanical suits:: Major... [18:43] ::looks over as new data comes in:: There are electronics within the asteroids. That appears to be the source of the energy signature... sir, I think we're being scanned, but I can't be sure. [18:43] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::looks at Ironside:: 'O, brave new world that hath such people in it!' ::grins:: [18:43] ::watches the asteroid pass beneath the Coro:: Scanned? What kind of scan? [18:43] *** ENtc_Kosh is now known as [ENtc_Kosh] [18:43] *** Obs_Santiago (LP_Dauber@208.31.172.000) has joined #uss- coronado [18:43] <[LMMC_Ironside]> ::draws back the sensors in his visor and flips it up, unsealing the hard suit:: Commander. ::nods at the bank of electronics on the wall:: If I didn't know better, I'd say those looked suspiciously like the machines.... [18:44] <[LCXO_Tal]> Weapons for Mr. Kosh and myself... and get me a tricorder. [18:44] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::says offhand up at Ironside:: Really ... did you figure that one out all by yourself, Mr. Ironside? [18:44] I can't tell... just that we might be under a scan currently... the behavior of the energy... [18:44] 12=.\ction= One of the Marines finds a floor to ceiling cylinder in one corner of the cavern. It is humming faintly. [18:44] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::Stares intently into the distance:: I want to know for sure what's out there... [18:44] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::peers intently at the machines, moving forward:: [18:45] <[LMMC_Ironside]> ::looks over:: Gregg, give the commander here your PPP. ::turns to give Dalton a brief stare before turning back to the machines:: [18:45] ::nods, frowning:: Stay on it, Lieutenant. [18:45] ::heads for the Science console:: Any more information on our insect friends, Cadet? [18:45] <> [18:45] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::accepts the weapon and turns to Kosh:: You armed, Ensign? [18:46] <[ENtc_Kosh]> ::takes a phaser carbine offered by one of the marines:: [18:46] <[ENtc_Kosh]> :nods:: am now... [18:46] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::turns around and looks at Tal:: Very odd. [18:46] well sir, they partically reflect scans... but they're ugly they stink, and aren't much in the way of unfrozen yet... [18:46] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::chuckles and takes a tricorder from another Marine:: What's that, mr. Dalton? [18:46] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::motions to the cavern around him:: Something here is alive. But I can't sense any thoughts, or any emotions, or anything else. [18:47] ::keeps a steady, weary gaze on the asteroid:: [18:47] 12=.\ction= One of the machines near the cylinder hums to life, several banks of lights coming on. [18:47] <[LMMC_Ironside]> ::remains close to the un-armoured away team, prepared to use the protection afforded by his hardsuit and the shield mesh imbedded within it to take any possible weapons fire for them:: [18:47] <> [18:47] <[Mr_Dalton]> Yet ... I sense a presence, of sorts. I can't describe it. It's like ... ::starts as the bank of lights come on:: ... like scanning a cybernetic Ferengi ... [18:47] <[LMMC_Ironside]> Artificial intelligence? [18:47] <[ENtc_Kosh]> ::taps a few bottons on it, setting it for his preferance:: [18:47] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::opens the device and begins scanning:: Mr. Kosh, spread out with three or four of the Marines and ... what the hell? [18:48] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::shrugs:: Possible. [18:48] ::gets several different types of beeps simultaneously:: [18:48] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::looks over at the machine:: Standby, everyone... Ironside, wht's going on with that thing? [18:48] <[ENtc_Kosh]> ::looks up to see what Tal means:: [18:48] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::draws his small disruptor:: [18:48] Sir, energy signatures from more asteroids...including the away team's. [18:48] ::frowns:: They reflect scans, Cadet? How? [18:48] ::spins, looking at Drexler:: Dangerous? [18:49] <[LMMC_Ironside]> ::reactivates the scanners in his visor and focuses in on the cylinder:: It's receiving power...but there's an interference field that's preventing any further analysis. [18:49] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::grumbles and strides forward:: Let's check it out.... Ensign, Major - cover me. [18:49] ::immediately and instinctively brings up his tactical/evasion maneuvering console:: [18:49] partically sir. [18:49] I'm not sure. It almost appears as though they've simply powered up from a standby state. [18:49] <[LMMC_Ironside]> ::cuts the sensors again and follows close behind Tal, bringing his pulse rifle to a ready position:: [18:49] ::nods:: Tell them. [18:49] <[ENtc_Kosh]> ::takes position to Tal's right:: [18:50] 12=.\ction= A few other machines seem to "come on" but nothing else of interest seems to happen. [18:50] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::glances back at Dalton:: Join me, Mr. Dalton: I could use your unique skills. [18:50] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::nods, moving behind Tal:: [18:51] <[ENtc_Kosh]> ::looks up:: Sir... the machine appears to be a sensor of some kind... [18:51] +com+ Coronado to away team. We're detecting a similar energy signature from your asteroid. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:51] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::reaches the first activated machine and stares at it and the cylinder:: Getting anything else, Mr. Dalton? [18:51] <[ENtc_Kosh]> Roughly equivilent to 22 nd century... [18:51] <[LMMC_Ironside]> +com+ Confirmed, Coronado. We're seeing some activity here. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:51] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::whispers to Tal:: That feeling is growing stronger. [18:51] <[Mr_Dalton]> I think it's ... [18:51] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::thinks:: [18:51] Lieutenant Dejat, back us off to just inside transporter range. [18:51] <[Mr_Dalton]> ... waking up. [18:51] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::nods at Kosh:: Get us what you can, Ensi - excuse me, Mr. Dalton? [18:52] ::nods and moves the ship back away to the limit of transporter range:: I don't like this, sir... [18:52] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::moves forward past Tal towards a console:: [18:52] 12=.\ction= The air in the cavern is getting noticably warmer. [18:52] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::reaches out for Dalton:: What are you doing? [18:52] <[ENtc_Kosh]> ::scans it with a tricorder:: [18:52] <[Mr_Dalton]> Just exploring. [18:52] <[LMMC_Ironside]> ::seals his hardsuit and orders the rest of the marines to do the same, and at the same time prepare for anything:: [18:52] *** Obs_Santiago has quit IRC (Quit ) [18:52] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::points up at some buttons:: Maybe we should push one. [18:53] <[LMMC_Ironside]> I would advise against that. [18:53] <[Mr_Dalton]> Although I don't know how we'd get up there. [18:53] 12=Description= The buttons on the machines, noticably, are all at about the 2 meter high level... [18:53] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::nods:: Be careful, Mr. Dalton; we don't want you killing us all... is it just me, or has the temperature risne five degrees? [18:53] <[ENtc_Kosh]> Yes sir, its definately a scanning system... it is, infact, recording data... [18:53] <[Mr_Dalton]> It's rising all right ... [18:54] <[LMMC_Ironside]> Five point four, actually. ::glances behind him briefly before turning forward again:: [18:54] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::goes and takes Tal's tricorder, tapping at it and scanning the bank of consoles:: [18:54] <[LCXO_Tal]> It IS getting warmer in here... pleasantly so, actually. [18:54] <[LCXO_Tal]> But what's causing it? [18:55] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::looks at Tal, handing her the tricorder back:: I don't know. [18:55] <[Mr_Dalton]> But I suggest we shut it off. [18:55] 12=.\ction= Two more machines come to life and there is a noticable hissing sound. [18:55] More activity. Reading a dozen...two dozen asteroids powering up. Ten or so are scanning us. It looks... almost as if they were microwave imaging scanners [18:55] <[LMMC_Ironside]> ::makes sure his suit is sealed as the hissing begins, and attempts to locate it:: [18:55] <[Mr_Dalton]> Or, failing that, just get out of here. [18:55] ::turns:: Cadet, would that kind of sensor detect our insect friends? [18:56] no sir [18:56] <[ENtc_Kosh]> ::rubs behind his ear:: Does anyone else think that is NOT a good sound?? [18:56] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::closes her eyes and slows her breathing, focusing on the situation:: Do what you think you can, Mr. Dalton. You have five minutes, then I'm calling the Coronado if we're not making any significant progress. ::moves to Dalton's side:: Let's get started. [18:56] Drexler, get me a status from the Away team... [18:56] Hmm, microwaves... do microwaves cause the insect to react? [18:56] <[LMMC_Ironside]> ::looks down and eyes several small apertures in the floor:: Commander, the warm air is being piped in from some sort of heating system within the floor. [18:56] ::nods:: +Com+ Coronado to away team, status, please. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:56] <[Mr_Dalton]> What do you think I can do? It's hit or miss. [18:57] <[Mr_Dalton]> We just push something and hope for the best. I really don't want these things coming back out of their slumber, if that's what this is. [18:57] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::frowns and shakes her head:: Never mind... let's just get out of here; the others are right.... +com+ Coro, beam us back, please. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:58] ::looks to Lora:: [18:58] ::nods at Drexler:: [18:58] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::heaves a sigh:: People, get ready to go home. I'm not too happy with this situation right now. [18:58] +com+ Standby for transport. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:58] ::relays orders to the transporter room:: [18:58] 12=.\ction= The cylinder in the corner of the cavern begins to slowly rotate. [18:58] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::points:: Uh ... [18:59] <[LMMC_Ironside]> ::traverses his pulse cannon to bear on the cylinder and flicks off the safety, going to a three round burst:: [18:59] <[ENtc_Kosh]> Sir i think i should note that the machine seems to be scanning for something spacific... [18:59] ::turns to Lora, a concerned look on his face:: The electronics are interfering with transport. [18:59] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::turns to where the others are pointing:: What the hell? [18:59] +com+ Away team, this is Coronado. The electronics are prohbiting your transport. Please shut them down...somehow. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:59] <[LCXO_Tal]> What is it scanning for, Ensign? [18:59] ::turns to Drexler:: Increase the strength of the confinement beam. [19:00] <[ENtc_Kosh]> SOrry sri, i cant tell... [19:00] Mr. Dejat, take us in as close as you can! [19:00] +com+ We're working on it up here.. ::aside:: Attempting... negative. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:00] Aye sir. ::throws the thrusters to 100% and moves in quickly:: [19:00] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::grumbles at hearing the message from the Coro:: +com+ Stand by, Coronado... [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:00] 12=.\ction= The cylinder continues rotating. Another machine comes on. [19:00] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::looks around:: find us a way to shut these things down! [19:01] <[LMMC_Ironside]> ::makes a few small facial movements and activates his small jamming system:: +taps+ All marines, activate your ECM:: [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:01] 12=Description= The cylinder is 4 meters high, runs floor to ceiling, and is pale grey. There appears to be some sort of iris-like opening in the side slowly turning toward the Away team... [19:01] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::points to the cylinder:: Besides, I want a closer look at that thing. [19:01] <[LMMC_Ironside]> ::narrows his eyes slightly and raises the pulse rifle to his shoulder, sighting down the reticle towards the iris while wrapping his finger lightly on the trigger, poised to fire:: [19:01] *** [Mr_Dalton] has quit IRC (Ping timeout ) [19:01] ::watches the asteroid grow in the tank:: Try the transporter again. [19:01] I can confirm now that we're being scanned, the energy has increased. Nothing threatening. [19:02] Mr_Dalton> Whatever I'm sensing... it's in that cylinder. [19:02] *** [Mr_Dalton] (heiwa@Star6041.pacificnet.net) has joined #uss-coronado [19:02] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v [Mr_Dalton] [19:02] 12Computer recognizes [Mr_Dalton]. Authorization codes enabled. [19:02] Negative on the transporter again. [19:02] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::points at the cylinder:: The presence is coming from that. [19:02] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::moves closer, her weapon ready in case of trouble:: Say again, Mr. Dalton? In the cylinder? [19:03] Damn it... ::turns:: Cadet Oswald, can we damp down the interference somehow? [19:03] <[LMMC_Ironside]> Commander....::moves smoothly with Tal, not wavering from his position beside her:: [19:03] <[Mr_Dalton]> Oh hell. We're gonna die if we don't do SOMETHING. ::runs over and jumps up, hitting one of the green buttons:: [19:03] 12=.\ction= The cylinder stops rotating. The iris slowly begins to open. [19:03] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::frowns:: Major, you got cutting tools on that thing? [19:03] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::looks back at Dalton:: What did you just do? [19:03] 12=.\ction= And then it suddenly stops. The machine Dalton hits the button on goes dark. [19:03] <[LMMC_Ironside]> ::pulls the trigger past the safety guard and hovers on the brink of firing [19:03] <[LMMC_Ironside]> :: [19:04] <[Mr_Dalton]> Ooh! [19:04] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::runs and hits another button:: [19:04] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::raises her finger in protest:: mr. Dalton.... [19:04] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::falls to the floor, on his back:: [19:04] <<::suddenly imagines a small child in a room of rainbow-colored buttons, running around to each and pressing them repeatedly::>> [19:04] 12=.\ction= Dalton just makes it to a second machine and shuts it down before falling to the tiles. A high-pitched keening noise, ear-bleedingly loud, emanates from the cylinder. [19:04] <[ENtc_Kosh]> ::smurks, strangly finding humor in the situation:: [19:05] ::quietly taps into the navigational sensors to get his own readings as to what's going on:: [19:05] <[LMMC_Ironside]> ::dampens his audio sensors, then adjusts them to filter out the screech, moving slightly towards the cylinder again:: [19:05] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::grabs her extra-sensitive Romulan ears:: AAAAAAAUGH! Shut it down! [19:05] ::hears a beep, then glances down:: We've reached minimum distance, Captain. [19:05] Away team's pattern is becoming less interfered with... whatever they're doing, it's working. [19:05] 12=.\ction= One of the asteroids punctuates Dejat's statement by firing some sort of particle beam at the ship. [19:05] <[ENtc_Kosh]> ::grabs his ear:: NOT AGAIN!!! [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:06] Hello.. [19:06] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::collapses to her knees:: Marines! Open fire! [19:06] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::holding his head:: The buttons!! Hit the buttons!! [19:06] 12=.\ction= The ship shakes and automatically goes to red alert. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:06] ::looks over at the readout, which has zeroed in on the point of emination of the beam:: [19:06] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::mumbles:: Careful on the rebound ... [19:06] <[LMMC_Ironside]> +taps+ Marines, standby. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:06] ::is almost knocked to the deck but heads back for his chair:: Shields up! Drexler, take out that weapon. [19:06] ::growls, his finger a mere fraction of a second away from initiating an evasive manuever that would have avoided the hit:: [19:07] Sir, I'm bringing the impulse engines on-line. [19:07] ::nods, charging the weapons and firing them as soon as they come up:: [19:07] <[LMMC_Ironside]> ::aims at the centre of the iris, then lets loose with a three round burst of near c plasma shells through the opening:: [19:07] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::slowly stands up and walks over to Ironside, motioning for him to tap one of the buttons in his shielded suit:: [19:07] ::fires phasers:: [19:07] 12=.\ction= The Coronado's phasers lash out, striking the target. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:07] 12=.\ction= The Marines open fire, blasting apart Kosh's sensor, the machines near the cylinder, and the cylinder itself. The keening sound is cut off as if by a switch. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:07] ::quickly fires up the engines:: [19:07] <[Mr_Dalton]> Oh ... that's much better. [19:07] 12=Description= The pieces of the corpse of one of the insectoids is visible from within the cylinder, twitching, clearly dead. [19:08] <[Mr_Dalton]> +comm+ Hello, Coronado? Please get us out of here now, thank you ... [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:08] +com+ Away team, I've got a lock, please ready yourselves for transport. [19:08] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::rolls in shere agony, a slight trickle of green blood flowing from her left ear:: Oooh... [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:08] <[ENtc_Kosh]> ::looks to the insectoid, ponders poking it, then not:: [19:08] <[LMMC_Ironside]> ::moves forward again, kicking parts of the iris off to peer at the corpse within the iris:: [19:08] <[LMMC_Ironside]> <> [19:08] ::waitsa few moments, then transports them personally:: [19:08] Commander, the particle beam emitter was destroyed. [19:09] 12=.\ction= The Away team departs, rematerializing on the Coronado. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:09] *** [ENtc_Kosh] is now known as ENtc_Kosh [19:09] <[LCXO_Tal]> ::demat/remat:: [19:09] *** [LMMC_Ironside] is now known as LMMC_Ironside [19:09] *** [Mr_Dalton] is now known as Mr_Dalton [19:09] ::demat/remat:: [19:09] *** [LCXO_Tal] is now known as LCXO_Tal [19:09] ::raises his eyebrows:: Oh dear. Captain! A large number of asteroids are active. [19:09] +taps+ Dalton to Sick Bay, medical team report to Transporter Room 3. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:09] ::remats, then immediately slings his pulse rifle and cracks the seal on his helmet, moving to check on Tal:: [19:09] ::nods:: Back us off, Lieutenant. Get us out of the system. [19:09] They're rotating towards us and I think they're bringing weapons to bear. [19:09] TR3> ::moans:: God bless! This hurts like hell! [19:10] I've got 300 asteroids within range, another group coming online... [19:10] TR3> ::struggles to her feet:: [19:10] ::throws throttle to full, maxing the deflector and flips around sharply, ramping up to full impulse power and rocketing away from the asteroids:: [19:10] +taps+ ::yelling:: Dalton to Lora -- get us out of here, or kiss your symbiont goodbye!! [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:10] ::looks to Lora:: I have a damage report. [19:10] Behave yourself, Mr. Dalton....::kneels beside Tal:: [19:11] 12=.\ction= Coronado swings around, leaving the asteroids behind. A number of them are visible in the tank, actively moving and/or opening some kinds of weapons ports. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:11] ::snarling:: Quiet, leatherneck. You're lucky I did what I did. [19:11] Stand down red alert. Let's have it, Lieutenant. [19:11] 12=.\ction= The Bridge and corridor lighting returns to normal as the ship's alert status changes to 3,1 green . [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:11] TR3> ::leans against the bulkhead:: What - what happend? [19:11] We've got a good gash in the hull from that beam. It penetrated the armor and was starting to work on the hull. [19:11] ::slowly turns his head towards Dalton, the marines going silent:: Beg Pardon? [19:12] TR3> ::lets out a sigh of reliefe as the panels stop flasking red:: [19:12] TR3> ::ignores Ironside, taking Tal's tricorder and scanning her:: [19:12] ::frowns:: That's pretty damned efficient, for a particle beam. [19:12] TR3> You've damaged your timpanic membranes. We need to get you to Sick Bay. [19:12] *> ::growls and storms out of the room and down the corridor towards TL 1:: Later... [19:12] Highly dense and confined. [19:12] TR3> Sir, i did get some good scanns of the scanning machenery in the cavern... [19:13] *** forest (typehere@Star6238.f1301.quebectel.com) has joined #uss-coronado [19:13] I'm going over the sensor data of the beam, even though it was active for only fourteen seconds. [19:13] TR3>::slowly stands, ordering the marines to return to the barracks but remain at alert:: [19:13] ::fallowed TAl:: [19:13] TR3> ::looks back and gives Ironside an odd look before leaving the transporter room:: [19:13] *> ::enters the TL:: Bridge....What did you get, Ensign? [19:13] ::nods:: Very well, Lieutenant. ::stands up:: [19:14] ::enters the TL, now carrying a medkit:: Bridge. [19:14] ::taps somthin into a PADD bringing up something:: [19:14] *> ::returns to the armoury and rids himself of his gear, moving quickly to return to the bridge:: [19:14] Shall I join you for debriefing, sir? [19:14] ::enters the bridge, bleeding and breathing heavily and leaning against the doorframe:: Captain... [19:14] ::looks over at Tal and stands:: [19:14] ::turns, seeing Tal:: My Gods. Exec, you should be in Sickbay. [19:15] ::entering the Bridge:: That's exactly what I told her. [19:15] ::fallows Tal entering the bridge, still reading the PADD, summing up his scans:: [19:15] ::nods:: We should be sufficiently away now, sir. Should I go to warp? [19:15] ::wipes at the sweat pouring from her forehead:: Sir, you need to see this... ::indicates that Kosh should hand the padd to Lora:: [19:15] ::turns to Dejat and nods:: Back on course for Starbase 247, Lieutenant. [19:15] Engage when ready. ::turns back to Tal, then looks at Kosh:: [19:16] ::hans the padd to Lora:: Captain... [19:16] Arm> ::examines a small piece of shrapnel sticking out from his hard suit, noticing that the rest of the marine's suits have similiar pieces of metal:: Hastings, get this stuff to a science lab and see if they can do anything with it. I'll be on the bridge. [19:16] ::nods and taps in the course, sets for warp seven and engages the engines:: [19:16] ::closes her eyse and gasps for air:: We encountered... trouble. [19:16] ::removes a med kit from a nearby compartment and brings it to Tal:: [19:16] <> [19:16] <> [19:16] 12=.\ction= Coronado jumps to warp, back on course for Starbase 247. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:16] ::injects Tal with a drug to relax her and take the edge off the pain:: She's understating the situation, of course. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:16] ::accepts the PADD and looks again at Tal:: I should say so. [19:16] they were scanning for neutronium, but i dont believe they found any... [19:17] ::starts to read the PADD:: According to this, our insect friends were searching the system and the systems adjacent for somethin-- [19:17] ::exits out onto the bridge, this time wearing his sidearm on his hip:: [19:17] ::looks up, eyeing Kosh:: They were scanning for neutronium? [19:17] ::sighs:: Mr. Dalton, microscopic protoplaser... should... ::heaves a breath:: [19:17] ::nods:: [19:17] ::coughs:: I should have guessed... [19:17] < [19:17] You need to be in Sick Bay. I'm not going to perform microsurgery on the bridge. [19:18] Looks like we're not the only ones looking for the Killers, then... I think we've stumbled onto a war. [19:18] ::hands the medkit to Dalton:: Maybe you should handle this, then. [19:18] ::mutters under her breath:: just my luck.. [19:18] ::mentally perks at the mention of war, and moves to beside the command dias:: [19:18] <> [19:18] * CRCO_Lora 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= 12 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= 12 SIM END 12 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= [19:18] ::attn:: [19:18] :;attn:: [19:18] ::Attn:: [19:18] ::attn:: [19:19] <> [19:19] ::attn:: [19:19] *** forest has quit IRC (Quit: Leaving ) [19:19] OK, good sim, everyone. :) Any final comments or questions before next week? [19:19] We need to shoot more. ;-) [19:19] =P [19:19] I disagree. [19:19] ::chuckles:: Or at least, shoot sooner... [19:19] LOL [19:19] :waves:: bye sry gotta go [19:20] *** ENtc_Kosh has quit IRC (Quit: Leaving ) [19:20] Yes. [19:20] We need to figure out what's going on ;) [19:20] Where's my hazard pay!? [19:20] LOL On that note, Exec, please dismiss the crew. ;) [19:20] you'll get your pay... [19:20] I'd better! [19:20] LCARS, we're tired and hungry * CoroLCARS 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= 12LCXO_Tal has called: Company, at ease! 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= [19:20] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= Time to relax -- 12http://www.ussrenegade.com/coro2400/ ' [19:20] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: -m [19:20] *** LTTC_Drexler is now known as Garstini [19:20] *** LJHL_Dejat is now known as Ryan [19:20] *** CRCO_Lora is now known as Jester [19:20] *** Mr_Dalton is now known as Heiwa [19:20] *** LCXO_Tal is now known as Tinky [19:20] Sonya, I must now shoot your brother. Sorry about that. [19:20] *** Cdtsi_Oswald has quit IRC (Quit: homework time... ) [19:20] *** LMMC_Ironside is now known as Fraser [19:21] Hm. Guess she doesn't mind. ;) [19:21] She doesn't seem to care. ;-_ [19:21] lol [19:21] er... [19:21] ::yawns and chuckles:: Guess not... :) [19:21] *** Ryan is now known as Guest7985 [19:21] but she has the right idea... I should go do homework soon [19:21] We got three applications this week, but in fine Coro tradition, none of them showed. ;) [19:21] ::chuckles:: [19:22] * Garstini pokes Ryan [19:22]