[18:08] Let's go, LCARS! [18:08] LCARS, let's get this show on the road. :) * CoroLCARS 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= 12CRCO_Lora has called: ATTENTION ON DECK 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= [18:08] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= Sim in progress! ' [18:08] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [18:08] ::attn:: [18:08] ::attn:: [18:08] ::attn:: [18:08] ::ATTN:: [18:08] ::attn:: [18:08] ::stands:: [18:08] OK, welcome everyone! I'm going to begin tonight with some rather bad news. :/ [18:09] ::raises eyebrows with concern:: [18:09] ::hrms:: [18:09] <> [18:09] As I think just about everyone here knows, I work for IBM. For the last couple of months, I've indicated to IBM that I wanted a transfer out of California. Yesterday, that transfer was granted. [18:09] Traitor! How could you leave CA [18:09] ::applauds:: Why is that bad? [18:09] Unfortunately, I'm not going to be based anywhere permanently for at least a few months -- possibly as many as 5 or 6. [18:09] Ouch.... [18:09] ::shuts up, understanding:: [18:10] Whoa [18:10] During that time, I won't have access to non-work e-mail or IRC. Therefore, I'm not going to be able to run or participate in sims with any kind of regularity. [18:10] *** Sonja (snelson@Star6695.mdm.mke.execpc.com) has joined #uss-coronado [18:10] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Sonja [18:10] 12Computer recognizes Sonja. Authorization codes enabled. [18:10] *** Cdtsi_Oswald has quit IRC (Connection reset by peer ) [18:10] *** Sonja is now known as Cdtsi_Oswald [18:10] Damn, I just got here too. [18:10] As a result, I'm going to be looking for someone to take over the Coronado sim, at least on a temporary basis during my assignment, possibly permanently. :/ [18:10] ::nods:: [18:11] ::shakes head in disbelief:: [18:11] Now I see what you meant earlier when I asked about the XO.... [18:11] I'll give the person that takes the sim over the complete website and the complete bot code, so you won't be starting from scratch. You'll also have UCIP's full support to keep the sim running and do your recruiting. [18:12] I really, really, REALLY don't want to see this sim die. :( I've invested more than two years of my life into Coro, and I want to see her continue. [18:12] Well.... I've been wanting my own sim for about a year now so I would be willing to volounteer Ross. [18:12] I would second Dan in his nomination of himself. [18:13] :) [18:13] i will third that motion [18:13] Anyone else want to throw in a comment, question, etc.? [18:13] ::sniffles:: we'll miss ya ::evil grin and thinks "finally i can hold ucip fostage for" puts pinky up to lower lip "one meeelion dollars":: [18:13] Comment. [18:13] Praise, actually. [18:13] This isn't congress, people. =) [18:13] LOL [18:13] :) [18:13] If this were congress, nothing would have just gotten done [18:14] ::chuckles:: Let's keep it to the actual topic, folks. I still want to run a sim tonight. ;) [18:14] No comment here [18:14] Ross, you're a legend in the simming community. You're the guy that, I think, everyone looks up to as far as simming is concerned. You somehow manage to juggle a life, two wonderful sims (each with beautiful pages), and all of us around at the same time. Very few people can match that talent. You're gonna be missed. [18:14] Hoo-wah to that. [18:14] Thanks, Ryan. :) I hope to be back. [18:14] No kidding. Hopefully it won't be permanent. [18:14] I hope so too. [18:14] Now who am I going to build a shrine for, huh? Huh? ::pokes Ross:: [18:15] LOL!!! [18:15] LOL [18:15] LOL [18:15] Old simmers never die. They just have shrines built in their honor. Well, put mine in Toronto. God knows I have enough characters from there. ;) [18:15] ::grins:: [18:15] hehehe [18:15] ::chuckles:: [18:16] Even though i've only been with the Coro for a month, its the best sim i've ever been on and you are the best CO ::thinks "now that i've sucked up, maybe i can becaome a Lieutenant JG":: [18:16] * ENDR_Barnes whistles innocently [18:16] ::groans:: Not likely with that blatant plug... :) [18:16] Doctor Barnes, please get off your hands and knees and return to attention. ;-) [18:16] LOL [18:16] LOL [18:16] ::ATTN:: [18:16] LOL [18:16] ::attn:: [18:17] OK, that's all for now. If you have any comments or questions, please get me an e-mail off as soon as you can. If nobody else steps up, I'm going to recommend Alffred AKA Mr. Bentall to take over the sim. He'll need to pick a new XO. [18:17] <<::runs rapidly to the officer's lav::>> [18:17] ::looks at Ryan:: You interested my friend? [18:17] There will be three more Coro sims under Lora's command: tonight, next week, and two weeks from tonight. [18:17] Basically, gonna wrap up the 2486 thread (for now). ;) [18:17] :) [18:18] OK, attention on deck! No need to ::attn::, just listen. Here's the briefing: [18:18] Okay, gents, get back in line. We've got a sim to do. [18:18] ::returns:: Uh...me? [18:18] ::attn:: [18:18] 12=Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... [18:18] 12Stardate 239911.15: "Caravan to Antares" , Part 1, by Jester. [18:18] 12SUMMARY: To boldly go where no one has gone before. [18:18] 12Following a disastrous slipstream propulsion test, U.S.S. Coronado has found herself 87 years in the future! The year is 2486, and in this timeline, the Federation has been all but decimated by the Borg Collective. Fewer than 25 systems remain in the Federation, which spans a mere 700 light-years: a tiny fraction of its former self. [18:18] 12The bad news doesn't end there: apparently, the Borg advance continues nearly unabated, and estimates indicate that the Federation will be completely overrun within a decade. Arriving in 2486, Coro was found and discovered by the U.S.S. Enterprise, NCC-1701- H, Captain Walker Kile commanding. Kile and the Enterprise towed Coro to a huge gathering of Federation starships. [18:18] 12The Borg's primary advantage is the fact that they have destroyed the ability to use warp drive in Federation space, severely limiting Starfleet's ability to defend the Federation. As a result, the Federation has elected to evacuate its systems! A construction called a "hypergate" -- actually an artificial wormhole -- has been completed and Coro has been asked to scout the other side... [18:18] ack [18:18] ack [18:18] ack [18:19] ack [18:19] ack [18:19] <> [18:19] ack [18:20] As you might recall, the other side of the hypergate opens near a red supergiant in the Gamma quadrant. Coro has been asked to scout the nearby systems, provide that data to the Federation starships of 2486, and then we're cleared to use a slingshot effect to return to our own time. [18:20] Any questions? [18:20] None, Commander. [18:20] Ah... [18:20] Ok, what about the ship wide nausea? is that still happenig 'cause i just got the stains out of the rugs in sickbay. [18:20] How likely is it that this slingshot will work without a Vulcan aboard? [18:21] ::chuckles:: The nausea was a sidestep effect. As long as we're using our own drives, it won't be a problem. [18:21] Well, we've got a Romulan... which is somewhat like a Vulcan... except for all that important stuff. [18:21] ::points at Ragarok:: I'm sure the Commander's significant mental gifts will be sufficient for Coro to find her way home. ;) [18:21] ::nods:: Okay, that works. [18:21] I am ever at the Coro's service. ::head bows:: [18:21] And thanks to Cadet Oswald, we also have Commander Reckoning's equations and work to fall back on. [18:21] :) [18:22] Nobody seems to have thought of the fact that once we ARE back in 2399, we'll be some 45,000 lightyears from home. [18:22] Hopefully, Commander Reckoning's research will be helpful there. >;) [18:22] I did, but I figure you had something planned. ;-) [18:22] Oh, I have. :) [18:22] Slipstream kinda makes that insignificant ;) [18:22] OK, great. :) Let's sim! [18:22] * CRCO_Lora 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= 12 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM START =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= [18:23] 12=.\ction= Coronado emerges from the Traxati hypergate on the outside of the red supergiant system. The glare of the enormous star fills the Bridge. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:23] !CoroLCARS jaunt.wav 13< 6< 5< 4StarBase J22 Sound Autoget [18:23] 12::produces 4StarBase J22 Sound Autoget from the replicator and hands it to 13< 6< 5<:: [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:23] ::stands to the left of the Command dias, halfway between the Mission Ops console and the CO's chair, arms crossed:: [18:23] ::steps out onto the bridge and takes a seat at the engineering console:: [18:23] ::dims the viewscreen a bit, slowing the Coro:: [18:23] <> [18:23] ::steps onto the bridge, looking very upset:: [18:23] ::sitting at Science, although not an official officer:: [18:23] ::looks up at Mr. Dalton:: Are you alright Dalton? [18:24] M> ::walks around sickbay for no apparent reason:: [18:24] ::looks at Bentall:: Most definitely not. [18:24] ::contemplates the red giant filling the viewscreen as he rubs his chin thoughtfully, then turning to return to his console, notes Dalton and his expression:: [18:24] ::sits down at the science II console and goes over Reckoning's notes:: [18:24] ::looking down:: Ah, subspace flux behind us. [18:24] ::stands up and walks slowly toward the holographic tank:: [18:24] ::glances at the console then back at Dalton:: Anything I can do? [18:24] As to be expected... I think. [18:25] ::gives Bentall a look:: Just duck, in case I begin to throw things. [18:25] ::prepares to move off to the side in case the flux becomes dangerous, not taking his eyes off the star:: [18:25] ::walks down towards Lora:: We need to talk. [18:25] ::turns to Ragarok:: Presumably we can use that to get home? [18:25] ::holds one hand up toward Dalton:: In a moment, Mr. Dalton. [18:25] ::nods and then turns back to the console:: [18:25] ::looks up:: I would hope so! [18:25] ::quickly runs a low-level scan of the area, making sure that the immediate area is clear of vessels:: [18:26] ::nods:: OK! Let's get to work. Cadet Oswald, lay a probe here so we can find our way back. Commander Ragarok, if you will be so kind as to begin scans of the area... [18:26] ::begins tapping:: Already working on it. [18:26] ::allocates the sensors to Ragarok:: [18:26] M> ::hears a strange sound behind him and sees Alexis behind him:: what are you doing here? last time you showed up i nearly lost a patient! NO ONE DIES WHEN I'M the Chief Medical officer ON THIS SHIP! GET OUT! [18:27] ::glances at Dejat:: Standard search course, Helm. [18:27] yes sir ::places a probe so the ship can find it's way back:: [18:27] ::smiles:: Naturally, sir. ::taps a button, initiating Search Pattern Alpha-01:: [18:27] ::frowns at a brief energy signature that pops up at his console, but purses his lips and returns to his own vigil as it disappears as quickly as it popped up:: [18:27] ::glances at Ironside:: Major, you have the Bridge -- let me know if anything unusual turns up. [18:27] ::fumes, then walks up behind Lora, speaking in a very quiet hiss:: Listen to me, Kor. When I say now, it means now. [18:27] M> Alexis> But you didn't, and were you wondering why? me, i saved that person for you and you aren't even grateful. [18:28] ::nods and transfers the console readout to the command chair, standing and turning:: Yes sir. [18:28] ::turns, somewhat amused:: Thank you, Mr. Dalton, but when you say now in this case, it refers to when I've seen to the safety of this ship and your... assets. [18:28] Now then, will you join me in my Ready Room? [18:28] ::takes the Command seat lightly, keeping an eye on Dalton:: [18:28] ::turns and steps walks towards the ready room, not bothering to reply:: [18:29] M> You leave this ship right now and stop interfering! what's your fascination with me? [18:29] ::looks over his shoulder, somehow managing to keep an eye on his console:: So, Major. How's life? [18:29] ::heads for the RR:: Keep me advised, people. Let's run this one by the numbers. [18:29] Which numbers? ::looks about, totally innocent:: [18:29] RR> ::enters his RR and heads for the replicator:: Tea, jasmine, 90 degrees. ::glances at Dalton:: Something for you? [18:30] ::looks at Dejat as Dalton enters the Captains Ready Room:: What's got him so upset? Can't remeber the last time he hissed an order at the Captain. [18:30] ::looks at Ragarok and sighs:: you need help, sir... [18:30] ::looks quickly over the readout for any signs of pursuit he might have missed as he switched spots, then looks up at the supergiant in the holotank:: I can't figure out whether I'm still fourty-two, or one hundred and fourty two. [18:30] A way back home would be nice, Trill. [18:30] ::goes back to examining Reckoning's notes:: [18:30] ::looks over at Oswald:: Well, yes, occasionally. But that's what graduate students are for. [18:30] M> Alexis> I am here because of your parents, you want to know what really happened to them? [18:30] ::doesn't sit:: Let me be very clear, and to the point. You have already managed to get me lost in time. I have NO interest in being lost in space as well. [18:31] Ah! I'm picking up 14 systems on long range sensors in addition to Antares. [18:31] ::looks at Ironside:: 42 Sir. We travelled through time so we didn't really age any as far as I can tell. I still feel 28. [18:31] RR> ::drops into his chair, sipping his tea, and looking over the rim at Dalton:: Everyone aboard would like to get home, Mr. Dalton, myself no less than anyone else. [18:31] M> Alexis> oh wait, you told me to leave so i should just go right now. [18:31] ::raises an eyebrow, not turning from her screen:: then I suppose I should be glad I can't truely be classified as a graduate student [18:31] ::tilts his head to look at Bentall and shrugs:: I've learned that Mister Dalton is quite unpredictable. Which can be a blessing and a curse. The ladder, primarily, when he's upset about something. But I'm sure the Captain knows how to deal with him. ::smiles at Ironside:: Try not to think about it. It'll drive you mad. [18:31] M> NO! Wait! will you tell me about my parents? [18:31] I see ... and entering the Gamma Quadrant will get his home how? [18:31] ::frowns a little more deeply:: So I suppose I can't return to 28 by going back in time then...shame... [18:31] << get us home >> [18:31] <> [18:32] ::skimming:: 7 of the fourteen systems are single star systems.... [18:32] M> Alexis> I will tell you when my conditions are met. [18:32] RR> ::sips his tea and continues to watch Dalton:: I suspect you'd agree that the fact that we're 87 years out of place is a bit more important than any mere spatial displacement. [18:32] ::looks over at Ragnarok:: Seven binary star systems out of a cluster of fourteen? [18:32] 4 of them binary star systems, and 3 are planetary systems. [18:32] ::chuckles:: Oh come now, Major. Age isn't such a bad thing. The older you are, the more wise you're seen as. [18:32] ::runs through some of the data his unauthorized probings of the technology on the other side of the gate to see if he can find anything useful to the current situtation, while keeping an eye on the ready room door to ensure Lora doesn't see it.:: [18:32] RR> Our warp drive is back online on this side of the gate -- we can use it to slingshot home. [18:32] M> A Q with a price now this is a first. [18:33] ::gives Dejat a slight knowing grin:: Lieutenant, I am quite sure that you consider yourself wiser than I. [18:33] Mere? Have you bothered to check just how mere the displacement will be? [18:33] ::looks at Ironside:: 4 binaries sir... ah! One of the planetary systems has an oxygen based atmosphere! [18:33] ::smirks:: Why Major, how na�ve of you. Everyone thinks he's wiser than the next man. It's the way the Galaxy designed itself. [18:33] ::looks up:: M Class? ::hoping:: [18:33] M> Alexis> Don't annoy me Adam, or something might happen to your beloved Anna, or your sister Dawn. [18:34] Class...unknown. I can't tell from these primitive long range scans. [18:34] From my estimation, though, it's most likely Class M. [18:34] M> Don't hurt them, please. [18:34] RR> ::sets his tea aside and regards Dalton in a somewhat amused way:: Some 45,000 light-years, all told. [18:34] ::nods:: I have them running at 110 percent so they are the best we've got. How about a probe? [18:34] The atmosphere has to be nitrogen based, Commander ::looking at Ragnarok:: We're looking for a planet similar to Earth, remember. [18:35] Too high of an oxygen content and it will be uninhabitable. [18:35] RR> Some four months at slipstream travel, assuming that Commander Reckoning's equations can't be used to get us home faster. [18:35] Nitrogen based, but with enough oxygen so that the Federation doesn't suffocate. [18:35] I see. ::nods, pacing:: So ... in your secret fantasy to become Captain Janeway, you've decided to strand your ship and crew a good distance away from Federation space, in very unfriendly land. [18:35] ::grins:: This is becoming an exacting science... [18:35] Hmm... well, I can't really tell too much from this distance. I'm just detecting high oxygen content. [18:35] M> Alexis> now i like that tone of voice much better. my conditions are that you are ready for that information and you come with me. By coming with me, you will be ready for it. [18:36] M> Coming with you? where? [18:36] RR> ::smiles openly:: Have you ever met Kathryn Janeway, Mr. Dalton? [18:36] ::waves the question:: Captain, I have no interest in your ridiculous interest in exploration. Nor do I care about these people and their pathetic attempts to stave off the inevitable. The Federation is dead in this timeline. Take us back home now. [18:36] Might be nitrogen based. I'm not used to human anatomies... [18:36] ::turns his gaze from Ragnarok to Dejat:: I suppose it's the best lead we have. Adjust your search pattern to bring us into a better sensor window, Lieutenant. [18:36] ::nods:: Of course. ::complies, altering trajectory slightly:: [18:36] Haven't you ever heard the saying, "Resistance is futile?" It is. For them. [18:37] ::wonders what an officer not familiar with human anatomy is doing looking for a planet on which humans will be living..but lets the thought pass:: [18:37] M> Alexis> To explore the universe as i do, be able to actually help them with the abilities i give you, not this feblish attempt at merely prolonging these beings lives. [18:37] M> Why me? [18:37] Major may I suggest a couple of long range probes sent on a direct course? It might give us a better idea and eliminate the planet if it's not suitable without us wasting our time on it. [18:37] I'm a Particle Physicist, not a biologist! [18:37] RR> ::chuckles:: Mr. Dalton, I happen to believe that the Federation will survive, even if they are required to run from the Borg. You clearly haven't had a chance yet to think the Traxati technology all the way through. [18:37] ::looks up at Ragnarok:: Pardon me, Commander? [18:37] I'll throw in with Lieutenant Bentall on this one, major. [18:38] Right ... the killers. Funny how two weeks ago, you were calling for their blood. [18:38] Now, you'd sit with them at a dinner table. [18:38] ::looks back at Bentall:: Make it so, Lieutenant, but keep a close eye on them. I don't want any wandering into sensor range of a possible hostile.... [18:38] An alliance with such people should prove just how desperate the Federation is, and how in denial they are of their ultimate fate. [18:38] ::looks at Ironside:: Uh... I'm a Particle Physicist? I'm used to running experiments with particle decay... not scanning for inhabitable planets. [18:38] M> Alexis> we are compatible, that is all. [18:38] *** Obs_TPrax (UCIP_Offic@Star6165.splitrock.net) has joined #uss-coronado [18:38] RR> ::pauses, troubled:: Mr. Dalton, at one time, the Klingons were considered deadly foes. At another, the Gorn were considered savage killers. We have a Cardassian on our Bridge -- how many times have my people fought his? [18:38] ::grins:: However, I am a Scientific Genius, so I'm sure I'll pick it up. [18:38] ::blinks, looking back at Ragnarok wondering whether or not he read his thoughts and is responding to them:: [18:39] ::ahems:: Major? [18:39] Aye Major. Lieutenant Dejat would you be so kind as to program their course for me while I program their sensors? ::moves over to tactical to program the sensor probes:: [18:39] Yes, Lieutenant? [18:39] ::raises an eyebrow:: Believe me, you're the fool more for trusting that Cardassian. [18:39] <> [18:39] RR> I'm willing to concede -- for the moment -- that the Traxati are no different from they. I'm willing to concede -- for the moment -- that there are good reasons for their actions. [18:39] <> [18:39] ::nods:: Of course. ::begins programming the probe's course so it comes into a polar orbit of the planet:: [18:40] M> Now listen here, i am not going anywhere with you, i don't care if you tell me what happened and you will leave my family, this ship and me alone. [18:40] RR> And I'll thank you not to impugne the reputation or professionalism of a senior member of this crew, which Lieutenant Dejat is and you are not. [18:40] ::stands ready to launch the porbes awaiting Dejat's Ok.:: Ready when you are Lieutenant. [18:40] <> [18:40] RR> Now then. Was there anything else you wished to discuss? [18:40] ::frowns as he notes the unusual energy signature blips again on his readouts...but inside the ship:: [18:40] Hmm? Oh! ::taps in the final sequence:: Pardon. All set. [18:40] M> Alexis> like i said before, you'll never know without my help. [18:40] ::smirks:: I only wish I could be around to say, "I told you so" when his knife is in YOUR back, Tebrun. [18:41] Unfortunately, our time together ends here. I'm taking a shuttle and leaving you to your fate. [18:41] RR> ::nods:: You may well get that chanc-- ::looks up, eyebrows raised:: Excuse me? [18:41] I am quite sure I can find my own way home. [18:41] And frankly, I see no point in helping any of you find that way. [18:41] Thanks. ::taps a button on the Tactical console and launches the probes:: Probes 1 & 2 away Major. ::heads back to the engineering console and calls up a visual to track the probes. Keeping a finger over the slef destruct key in case hostiles come a calling:: [18:42] Now, to double-check my slingshot calculations... Cadet, could au please handle the probe data? [18:42] M> That is a small price to pay for the satisfaction of knowing i'll never have to deal with you again. [18:42] ::nods, rubbing a hand thoughtfully over his chin, waiting to see if the blip will appear again:: [18:42] ::nods and begins working on the probe data:: what exactly am I suppose to be looking for? [18:42] M> Alexis> Fine, have it your way ::dissapears in a bright flash of white light:: [18:42] ::lets Bentall handle the probe while he turns to engage the Major in conversation:: Something the matter, Major? [18:42] RR> I see. ::leans back and considers, then after a few moments:: Very well, Mr. Dalton. [18:43] ::notes the blip again and narrows down where it's coming from:: +taps+ Bridge to Sickbay, is anything the matter down there? I'm reading sporadic energy signatures coming from your location. [18:43] RR> Your service to this ship will certainly cover the cost of a shuttlecraft. You'll be leaving immediately, I trust? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:43] ::looking at Oswald, thinking for a second:: Uh... human stuff. Places where federation people can live. You'll probably know more about that I would. [18:43] We haven't progressed too far from the jump gate, correct? [18:43] I'll be using it to return to the Alpha Quadrant. [18:43] *** Obs_TPrax is now known as Ens_TPrax [18:44] RR> ::nods:: You'll be close enough to reach the gate without a problem. [18:44] M> +taps+ Sickbay to Bridge, Uh....i'm just running a few...uh...experiments [18:44] Probably nothing, Lieutenant....::can't help but speculate on the almost invisible signature which seems to have ceased appearing:: [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:44] !commission Ens_TPrax [18:44] 12Adding user Ens_TPrax as *!*CIP_Offic@*.splitrock.net to database at Level 25 (Officer). [18:44] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Ens_TPrax [18:44] ::mutters under her breath:: yep... like an oxygen based atmosphere would be a invitation for fire... [18:44] <> [18:44] ::smirks:: Those that most consider "probably nothing" are typically the most dangerous somethings. [18:44] << hey >> [18:44] <> [18:44] <> [18:44] <> [18:45] Major if the good doctor is running experiments that your reading up here I would suggest he's messing with items he probably shouldn't be. ::half mumbled as he concentrates on the probes:: [18:45] Good. I'll pack posthaste. if you'd be so kind as to stop this ship long enough to allow me to leave? [18:45] <> [18:45] <> [18:45] I would tend to agree....+taps+ Would you care to elaborate doctor? These experiments are not a danger to the ship are they? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:45] RR> ::smiles slightly:: Well, THAT could be a problem. You see, unlike your esteemable Captain Janeway, I have no intention of bringing this ship out of warp in potentially hostile territory if it can be helped. [18:45] ::looks up:: Who's running dangerous experiments? I want to help! [18:46] <> [18:46] ::slowly walks into sickbay, and looks around the large room:: [18:46] ::sniffs:: [18:46] ::rolls his eyes at Ragarok but can't help and grin:: [18:46] ::pauses:: To make them less dangerous, of course. All in the interest of Science. [18:46] Then how am I to disembark? [18:46] +taps+ I'm just testing out a new version of the limb rebuilder i've been working on..uh...no...thee is no danger to this ship, everything's fine. [18:46] ::gives Ragnarok a miniscule smile and decides that the energy signature has disappeared:: [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:47] RR> Well... I could give you a couple of choices: you could either attempt a warp speed deployment of the shuttle... nothing is too dangerous for a man with your overwhelming desire to depart, I'm sure... [18:47] Sounds good. I'll do that ... [18:47] <> [18:47] ::pauses:: Or what. [18:47] +taps+ Very well, bridge out. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:47] ::raises her eyebrow at Ragarok:: in anycase what do you want me to do with my findings? [18:47] RR> ...or I'm afraid you'll have to remain with us until the ship drops from warp. Which I suspect will be a few minutes before we return through the hypergate ourselves. [18:47] Err... report them. To the Commander and such. [18:47] M> ::finishes talking to Ironside and notices someone in sickbay:: Greetings, how may i be of assistance? [18:48] ::looks around the bridge for whoever is in charge:: hmmm... is anyone in charge here? [18:48] I have no interest in scattering my particles across this quadrant. I'll wait until we return to the gate. [18:48] ::notices Barnes:: I am here for my physical doctor. I am a new crewmember. Ens. TPrax. ::extends hand in VUlcan gesture::Live Long and Prosper. [18:49] ::sulks a little:: Limb rebuilder... that's not dangerous... [18:49] You will be so kind as to prepare a shuttle for me to leave, just in case your ineptitude manages to get this ship destroyed, hmm? [18:49] ::gives Oswald a small comforting smile:: What do you have, Cadet? [18:49] ::smiles:: [18:49] <> [18:49] M> ::extands hand in Vulcan gesture:: i believe the response is Peace and Long Life.. [18:49] RR> ::nods:: A wise decision. ::smiles slightly:: And I'll be more than happy to oblige, Mr. Dalton. [18:49] <> [18:49] <> [18:49] Major the probes are nearing the target. I should get some readings shortly. [18:50] ::nods approvingly:: Please, may I ask what I am to do for my physical? [18:50] Two things. One, expect no help from me on this fool's errand you are undertaking. [18:50] ::spins around, bringing up the probe telemetry on the helm console:: [18:50] Two, provided you actually make it back to the Alpha Quadrant, we'll still have some things to settle. Bring lots of gold-pressed latinum. [18:50] Also on a positive note the probes are not detecting anything that even remotely resembles a ship. [18:51] Scan for signs of past civilizations and such, if you could. [18:51] *** ENDR_Barnes has quit IRC (Connection reset by peer ) [18:51] RR> ::chuckles:: Oh, I wouldn't dream of short- changing you, Mr. Dalton. I'm sure this trip will be every bit as profitable as you could hope. [18:51] Or any sign of landing, even if there aren't any ships here right now. [18:51] We'll see. [18:51] <> [18:52] <> [18:52] ::transfers probe control to the science station:: Help yourself Commander. You'd have better luck making out the info then I would anyway. [18:52] ::turns towards the door:: By the way ... I'd suggest that you get over your identity crisis. [18:52] Good. I don't feel like running into any Jem Hadar radicals in the middle of this time game... [18:52] It's very likely that by the time you return to the alpha quadrant, your real identity will be known. I wonder how that could have happened... [18:52] ::looks over his shoulder, then turns around and exits the ready room:: [18:52] RR> ::finishes his tea, still half-smiling:: Thank you for your excellent psychological advice, Mr. Dalton. I'll be sure to consider it. [18:52] ::sighs:: Well, all right... I'll do the mundane tasks THIS time... ::begins thorough scans:: [18:52] ::smirks:: Ah, but the beauty Major, is that the Dominion may be long-gone here. [18:53] I don't buy it..::watches Dalton exit the ready room:: [18:53] ::notices Dalton leaving:: Going somewhere, Mister Dalton? ::smiles innocently:: [18:53] ::walks onto the bridge and up to Bentall:: [18:53] Come speak to me as your earliest possible convenience. [18:53] I think we may be able to help one another. [18:53] ::looks at Dalton, then Bentall, then back to Dalton:: [18:54] +taps+ CO Lora: The doctor is not in sickbay. [18:54] ::turns the chair to face Dalton:: [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:54] ::stealthily begins tapping his console:: [18:54] *** ENDR_Barnes (Barnes@Star6814.idirect.com) has joined #USS- Coronado [18:54] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v ENDR_Barnes [18:54] 12Computer recognizes ENDR_Barnes. Authorization codes enabled. [18:54] ::sketches a wave at Ironside, then walks towards the turbolift:: [18:54] ::looks at Dalton with an odd expression then at Dejat as if to ask if he knows what the deal is:: [18:55] <> [18:55] <> [18:55] ::enters the 'lift:: Sick Bay. [18:55] ::transmits the message from his console to Bentall's:: [18:55] ::watches Dalton step away and towards the the turbolift, then gives Bentall a shrug and turns back around to face the viewscreen:: [18:55] *** Masters (wisher1126@Star5651.ipt.aol.com) has joined #uss- coronado [18:55] M> Ensign, will you please sit over here ::gestures toward a biobed:: [18:55] *** Masters is now known as ObsMasters [18:56] How are those scans coming along, Cadet Oswald? [18:56] ::reads Dejat's message deletes it and sends one of his own in return:: [18:56] M>::nods and walks over to the biobed where he sits:: [18:56] RR> ::recycles his teacup, then leaves the RR:: [18:56] ::looks over at Lora:: Captain on deck! [18:56] ::enters the Bridge and nods at Ironside:: Report. [18:56] ::stands as Lora exits the ready room:: [18:56] ::reads, deletes, then quickly transmits back:: [18:56] ::waits to listen to the Major's report:: [18:56] M> ::picks up a medical tricorder and starts scanning the Ensign while pressing the pretty flashing buttons on it:: [18:56] *> ::exits the lift and walks towards Sick Bay:: [18:57] We've picked up a planet with a significant amount of oxygen in its atmosphere and have adjusted the search pattern to move us closer. We also have several probes extending our sensor area to speed up the search. [18:57] ::reads again and responds with disbelief:: [18:57] M>::sits and watches the doctor work:: [18:57] ::nods:: Thank you, Major. ::turns:: Mr. Dejat, will you please ask Shuttle Ops to prepare a shuttlecraft for Mr. Dalton? He's going to be leaving us fairly soon. [18:57] ::brow furrows:: Hrm... that's odd... [18:57] ::raises his chin slightly:: Are you sure that's wise, Commander? [18:58] Captain? Mr Dalton has asked to speak with me in private I was wondering if now would be a good time? [18:58] M> ::enters and looks around, then walks over to a storage cabinet, opens it, and begins to take things out:: [18:58] ::replies, then looks to Lora:: Oh, really? How...::masks his voice::...unexpected. ::turns and informs Shuttle Ops:: [18:58] M> ::enters the information on a PADD:: Ok Ensign, that will be all. [18:58] M>Thank you Doctor. +taps+ Ens. T'Prax to CO Lora: The doctor has performed the physical. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:59] ::turns to Ragnarok:: What's odd, Commander? [18:59] ::silently redirects a few sensors inward: [18:59] ::heads over toward his chair:: I suspect it's wiser than the alternative, Major. ::glances at Bentall:: Feel free any time, Lieutenant. [18:59] M> ::sees Dalton raiding the cabinet:: Excuse me, what are you doing? [18:59] M> ::looks at Barnes:: Oh, you. Go back to playing doctor. [18:59] M>::stands out of the way, waiting for a reply:: [18:59] ::drops into his chair:: +taps+ Thank you, Ensign. Report to the Bridge, if you please. [18:59] ::strides over to the science console, leaning over to look at Ragnarok's console, at the same time giving Oswald a small wake up nudge:: [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:59] M> ::continues to pack certain things into a case:: [18:59] Call me Professor. And, according to Cadet Oswald's readings it's class M, but there's no animal life whatsoever. No signs of habitation at any recent point, though. [18:59] ::nods:: I'll be back as soon as he's done with me. ::exits the bridge:: +taps+ Bentall to Dalton, what's your current position? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:59] Flora? [19:00] +taps+ I'm in Sick Bay. Why don't you join me in Seventh Heaven for a drink? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:00] ::looks to Lora, growing quite serious:: Commander...is this wise? [19:00] +taps+Acknowledged. ::exits Sickbay and heads for the turbolift:: [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:00] ::grins slightly as he hears Dejat as the same question he did of the Commander:: [19:00] M> ::looks strangely at Dalton:: [19:00] I'm picking up very lush vegitation of all sorts... [19:01] *>::enters turbolift:: Bridge [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:01] +taps+ I'm still technically on duty Mr Dalton but I suppose nothing with booze in it will be alright. Bentall out. ::stops for a moment before ordering the TL to its destination: Deck 7 [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:01] TL>::feels the turbolift move for several minutes:: [19:01] ::glances blandly at Dejat:: As I told the Major, Lieutenant, I suspect it's wiser than the alternative. After all... ::glances around the Bridge:: who knows what a civilian with a motive might choose to sabotage on this ship if he were but given the chance. [19:01] But no fauna...might be just what we're looking for. ::gives Oswald a glance and speaks a little louder:: Do I need to check for a pulse, Cadet? [19:01] M> ::finishes packing, then leaves Sick Bay, not saying a word:: [19:02] TL>::Turbolift stops and open up on the bridge:: CO Lora, I am Ens. T'Prax, reporting for duty sir. [19:02] Why give him the chance? Put him in the shuttle then des...ah...throw him in the brig under suspicion of conspiracy. [19:02] *> ::enters the nearest lift:: Seventh Heaven. [19:02] :;mutters under her breath:: probably be best... [19:02] ::arrives at Seventh Heaven and walks into the lounge, looking around, not seeing Dalton and taking a seat:: [19:02] ::continues to look blandly at Dejat, then turns to T'Prax:: Welcome aboard, Ensign. You'll be backing up Lieutenant Drexler at Tactical. He's off duty just now, so take his station. ::indicates it:: [19:02] Are there any other planets that you can see that would be suitable, cadet? Or is this the only one? [19:03] ::nods and takes Tactical:: [19:03] M> ::goes back into his office and sits thinking about why dalton was rude:: [19:03] 7> ::enters the bar and smiles:: Mr. Bentall, I'm so glad you were able to meet with me on such short notice. [19:03] ::restlessly stands up and walks toward the holographic tank, looking at the planet:: It's pretty, certainly. Odd that there are ::looks over at Ragarok:: did you say there was no animal life down there at all? [19:04] 7> No booze, I believe you said. How about a Strawberry Daiquiri? Virgin, of course. [19:04] None whatsoever. Plenty of plants, though. [19:04] ::glances at his private console, nodding, cautious: [19:04] not land and set up camp suitable, but 2 more need only to be terraformed a little to be livable... [19:04] ::looks up as Dalton enters:: No problem Mr. Dalton. I am very curious though to be honest as to what it is that your were refering to. [19:04] ::turns back to the tank and nods, a troubled look on his face:: Anyone have any guesses as to what could cause that sort of evolution? [19:05] Sentient plants? [19:05] ::nods and straightens, looking over at Lora:: This star cluster is livable on the surface, Commander. Should we continue our investigation or report back to the..::pauses:: Federation? [19:05] ::smirks:: [19:05] ::shakes his head:: It's not quite my area... but if I had to guess, the plants could have evolved and dominated whatever life was there. [19:05] ancient strip minding sir.. [19:06] <> [19:06] There is also a strange lack of any kind of signals. All I pick up is Background radiation. [19:06] ::nods:: Cadet, scan under the surface. See if there's any sign of a buried civiliation. [19:06] ::shakes his head:: Something about this bothers me. Let's get a closer look. Standard orbit, Mr. Dejat. [19:06] ::looks at Ironside:: Already did that, sir. [19:06] Nope... no signs of landing or habitation at all. [19:06] ::nods, not quite taking his eyes off his personal screen, and moves into standard orbit:: [19:06] From this range? [19:06] 7> ::finishes preparing the drink and pushes it to Bentall:: [19:06] CO Lora: If I may, I believe there could also be a reason why there is no animal life on the planet. [19:06] 7> Mr. Bentall, to be frank, I actually like you. [19:06] ::heads back for his chair, glancing at T'Prax:: I'm all ears, Mr. T'Prax. Let's have it. [19:06] 7> ::takes the drink and has a sip:: Excellent as always. [19:07] Off of a probe. I can do it again, if you like. [19:07] 7> There aren't many people I can say that about. So, I've decided to give you an opportunity to jump off the sinking ship. [19:07] ::glances at Ragarok:: Commander, please transmit your scan results to date down to Sickbay. +taps+ Doctor Barnes, we've got some scans of a planet I'd like you to look at. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:07] 7> ::nearly chokes on his drink:: What?! [19:07] ::nods:: Do it again, with our own lateral sensors. See if there is any series of underground caverns or waterways as well. [19:07] ::nods:: [19:08] +Taps+ Ok, just transfer them to my station down here. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:08] There is a possibility that the animal life became extinct early on in the planet's earliest life stages, and plants naturally took over. This could also becaused by lack of vegetation at the time animal life existed on the planet. [19:08] ::leans over the bar towards Bentall:: When this ship jumps back to its normal time, you'll be a very long distance away from home. [19:08] ::transfers the data, then reads his display:: Nope, no abnormal underground series. [19:08] 7> Four months in constant slipstream, that's what I've been told. ::stands back up:: That, of course, is provided the slipstream works properly. [19:08] ::nods at T'Prax, still leaning forward, somewhat troubled:: Yes, but that doesn't add up to me for some reason. Animal life would at least develop in the oceans. [19:09] ::continues scanning space for any kind of signal, and is getting nothing but radiation readings:: [19:09] ::glances at the two at Science:: Any indication of underwater animal life? [19:09] ::crosses his arms and looks over at the planet in the holotank:: Scan for any sort of virus or pathogen... [19:09] 7> ::mulls what Dalton has to say over a few moments then nods:: But we will at least be in our own time. That's better then being stuck here. And I have no doubt the slipstream will work properly. Why are you so sure it wont? [19:09] 7> Things happen, Mr. Bentall. [19:09] ::furrows his brow:: Sentient plants wouldn't develop across the entire planet...not quickly enough that the herbivores wouldn't eliminate them. [19:09] No underwater life that I can detect. [19:10] M> ::looks at the readings of the planet's climate and atmosphere to see if they are liveable:: [19:10] not inhabited means not inhabited last time I checked... you might be lucky to get a bateria... [19:10] 7> ::nods again more slowly:: Such as? [19:10] ::crosses his arms:: Perhaps it has something to do with the star. [19:10] Capt.: Is it possible that we are not the first ones to visit this planet? [19:10] Radiation bursts.... [19:11] ::still is convinced it's from the planet being strip mined:: [19:11] 7> ::waves the suggestion away:: I'm saying four months is a long time. Should anything happen, it would turn into years of travel. [19:11] ::snaps fingers:: That's it! The plants adapted to the red giant's light spectrum and the animals couldn't eat the plants. [19:11] 7> Are you really in a hurry to become the next Voyager? [19:11] Can't tell about virii... however, the atmosphere is very heavy... [19:11] M> ::disovers that the atmosphere is full of an airborne bacteria fatal to Humanoids:: [19:11] ::nods, still leaning forward:: +taps+ Bridge to Sickbay, report. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:12] ::thinks:: It could also explain why there are no signals in this area except for the background radiation. [19:12] M> +Taps+ There is some sort of AirborneBacteria in the atmosphere captain, i will need a smaple to see if it is harmful. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:12] ::stands and nods:: +taps+ Very well, Doctor. We'll see to it up here. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:13] ::frowns, suddenly getting a flash of concern, then turns his head:: Mr. Prax, is the hypergate still open? [19:13] ::glances at Ragarok:: Let's beam up a sample, Commander. Science lab, full containment. You, Oswald, and the Doctor will check it. [19:13] 7> ::jaw drops:: Voyager? Well I think we have a much better understanding of slipstream technology then they did Mr. Dalton. Are you positive you won't reconsider and stay behind to offer your help getting us home? I really don't think we will be any better of staying in this time. [19:13] ::checks:: Yes it is. [19:13] ::frowns, eye on his private console:: [19:13] Can d... ::stops:: Actually, I don't think I have clearance to do that. [19:14] ::purses his lips, then nods:: Keep an eye on it. I don't relish the thought of it closing on us. [19:14] 7> Oh, no, my dear Mr. Bentall. I'm getting out while the getting's good. ::hands Bentall a small device:: Here, take that. I suggest you keep it on you at all times. [19:14] ::snaps his fingers:: Very true. ::glances at Ironside:: Major, will you increase Mr. Ragarok's security clearance to level three, please? [19:14] ::nods:: Aye sir. [19:14] 7> It just might save your life, when things take a turn for the worse. [19:14] 7> ::takes the device:: What is it? [19:15] 7> ::looks up, finger on chin:: call it a 'get out of trouble free card'. [19:15] ::sets up a monitor so that he can keep a visual as well as sensor readings on the hypergate:: [19:15] ::nods, then instictively looks up:: Computer, increase security on Lieutenant Commander Ragarok to three. Authorization Ironside Omega nine. [19:15] 7> A communicator, and a locator. I've got a shuttle waiting for me, ready to leave at the first sign of this ship's impending destruction. [19:15] Mr. Dejat, once the sample is aboard, resume our search course. [19:15] 7> Someone with your skills could be very useful in the journey home. I'd of course be willing to save you from said destruction. [19:16] ::nods, then gets a wide grin.:: Hann'yu <>. I will not forget this. Beaming up a sample to Science lab... [19:16] ::nods:: Aye sir. [19:16] Full containment. [19:16] ::pives Ragarok a slight tap on the shoulder as he returns to the Mission Ops console:: Don't let it go to your head. [19:16] 7> ::nods:: Well Mr. Dalton you've given me a lot to think about. I think we have a better chance then you seem to, but I'll hang onto this in case my judgement isn't as sound as I think it is. ::drains the rest of the drink:: If there's nothing else I'll be returning to the bridge. [19:17] ::spins:: Oh, not to worry... ::chuckles under his breath:: [19:17] ::begins moving the Coro back into the search pattern:: [19:17] 7> ::nods:: I suggest you keep what was said between the two of us, Mr. Bentall. [19:17] 7> Otherwise, all bets are off. ::begins to rub down the bar:: [19:17] Cadet, care to join me? +taps+ Doctor... whatsyourname? Could you meet me in the Science lab? [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:17] ::leans back again:: +taps+ Doctor, we have a sample of your bacteria in the Science lab. Please meet Commander Ragarok there please. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:18] ::looks to the captian:: one of the probes has discovered another class M planet... with artifical satelites in orbit... [19:18] M> +Taps+ Aye ::walks out of sickbay and towards the science lab:: [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:18] 7> ::rises and nods:: I may be a fool Mr. Dalton but I'm not a losse lipped fool. Thanks again. ::exits the bar and enters the TL:: Bridge. [19:18] 7> ::smiles slightly, then continues to wipe down the bar:: [19:18] ::frowns:: Artificial? [19:18] ::turns to Oswald and smiles:: Very good, Cadet! ::glances at Dejat, half-smiling:: Would it be a challenge to alter our search course slightly to check this planet, Lieutenant Dejat? [19:18] ::heads off towards the Science Lab, then stops in his tracks:: Um... I still don't QUITE have the locations on this ship memorized... [19:19] ::as the TL doors open on the bridge he is so lost in thought that he just stnads there staring for a few moments:: [19:19] ::snorts:: A challenge indeed. ::alters course, adding a bit of kick with a slight impulse burst:: [19:19] Ah, I'm sure I'll find it. ::walks into the TL, with Bentall still standing there:: Science lab! [19:19] ::looks over at the TL hiss:: Ah, welcome back Mister Bentall. [19:19] ::marches off to the Science Lab:: you wouldn't would you, Mr absent-minded scientist... sir... [19:19] ::nods and turns to T'Prax:: Ensign, access the probe's scans and let's see this planet. [19:20] {{ And remember, Mr. Bentall ... I'm an empath. Loose lips sink ships. Especially yours. }} [19:20] Sci> ::walks in, Looks around:: i guess i have to wait then [19:20] ::nods, and accesses the probe's scans. An image of the planet comes up on the screen:: [19:20] ::looks at Oswald:: You musn't be so hard on yourself, Cadet. We all forget things from time to time. [19:20] 12=.\ction= The holographic tank alters, splitting in half. The moving particles of the warp field take up half; in the other, the planet becomes visible. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:20] ::hears his name and looks up:: Huh? ::notes where he is:: Oh. ::exits the TL and takes his seat at the engineering station:: Thanks Lieutenant. Caught me wool gathering for a moment. [19:20] ::notes Bentall re-enter the bridge and stands, following the engineer to his console and crossing his own arms at the base of his spine:: Lieutenant.... ::very quietly:: [19:20] ::looks up at the Major:: Sir? [19:20] ::smiles:: Not a problem. [19:21] 12=Description= The planet is a blasted landscape of dark browns and greens -- there are indeed satellites in orbit, but they must have been inactive for hundreds of years. Deep impact craters scar the surface, and the planet is glowing slightly. [19:21] ::exits the TL and begins looking around:: Hmm... it's... right... right? [19:21] sci> ::walks into the lab:: hi Barnes.... sir... [19:21] 7> :: begins to pack liquor bottles into boxes:: [19:21] ::frowns:: It looks like it's been through a nuclear blast...a massive one. [19:21] ::looks at the planet and winces as if struck:: [19:21] ::still quietly:: Should Mr. Dalton have said anything of a.....mutinous nature to you, it would be in your best interest to inform me now. I cannot guarantee your safety at a later date...::stops as he looks at the holotank:: [19:21] Capt: Should I try to scan the satellites. THey may tell us something about the planet. [19:21] Sci> ::still waiting for trRagarok to arrive:: [19:21] ::follows behind Oswald:: Left! Of course. ::enters:: [19:22] ::nods at T'Prax without looking over:: [19:22] sci> ::looks as Ragarok enters:: and here is the Mad scientist... sir... [19:22] ::looks behind him:: I don't see anyone. Now let's get to work. [19:22] ::begins scanning the satellites, reading what information he can get:: [19:22] ::shakes his head:: No sir. He was just talking about his discussion and decisions he made with the Captain. Nothing to worry about sir. ::frowns slightly not likeing the fact he had just lied:: [19:22] sci> ::sniffs:: [19:22] Sci> ::sees Ragarok enter:: good we can get started [19:23] 7> ::smiles slightly:: Very nice answer, Mr. Bentall. [19:23] There is no way to tell the age of the satellites, but they seemed to have served purposes similar to those of the satellites of 20th Century Earth. [19:23] ::still watching Bentall, notes the slight facial contortions associated with lying:: [19:23] ::glances at Dejat, knowing he knows the truth:: [19:23] sci> Containment field looks good, Doctor. You're free to do your thing. [19:23] ::crosses his arms at Bentall's response, then moves away to beside the Captain:: Craters that big mean air bursts, Commander. From the size of the craters, I put the yields on the weapons used greater than a gigaton. [19:23] ::finds himself being partially hypnotized by the image of the planet:: Thank you, Ensign T'Prax. I think we've seen enough for now. ::waves at the holographic tank:: No signs of life, I trust? [19:23] Sci> ::walks over to the containment field and looks at it:: [19:23] ::nods at Bentall, then turns back to his console:: [19:23] ::turns away with shame and concentrates on the console readings:: [19:24] Captain: If I may make a suggestion. [19:24] sci> ::mutters under her breath:: I have a bad feeling about this... [19:24] ::stands up, nodding at Ironside and visibly willing himself not to look at the tank:: Let's hear it, Ensign. [19:24] ::notes the glow:: A combination of fission/fusion from the dispersal pattern...::frowns, eyeing the continents:: [19:25] We should bring one satellite aboard and try to reactivate it. It could tell us something about the planet's past. [19:25] ::nods:: Sounds like nuclear weapons alright. [19:26] ::nods at T'Prax:: See to it when we arrive. [19:26] ::tilts his head slightly, moving towards the holotank to get a better look:: Judging by the penetration the warheads were moving at several times the speed of sound....probably an orbital bombardment. [19:26] ::tries to concentrate but his thoughts keep returning to the conversation he just had with Dalton:: [19:26] ::nods and begins to make preparations:: +taps+ Ens TPrax to Engineering. [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:26] I reached the same conclusion myself, Major. ::looks around the Bridge:: What level of Hell have we gotten ourselves into? [19:26] * CRCO_Lora 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= 12 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM PAUSE =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= [19:26] ::points out the craters:: Organized as well. No craters overlap. These were strategic strikes. [19:27] ::attn:: [19:27] ::ATTN:: [19:27] ::stands:: [19:27] ::attn:: [19:27] ::attn:: [19:27] ::attn:: [19:27] ::attn:: [19:27] ::attn:: [19:27] Cool sim. :) [19:27] Very nice. [19:27] OK! We'll pick this up after a week has passed, both IC and OOC. Those of you working on the bacteria are going to find it's a genetically engineered bioweapon. [19:27] yeah, especially where i was talking to myself. [19:27] All sorts of stuff going on there, good job! [19:28] It will kill any animal life it comes into contact with -- utterly destroys their ability to breathe oxygen. [19:28] ::sniffs:: Bioweapons... how uncouth. [19:29] Feel free to include that in logs, the after-sim sim, or whatever. ;) And watch for next week's teaser. Should drive you guys out of your minds. ;) [19:29] :) [19:29] Any questions before next week? [19:29] ::does the Spock Manuever:: [19:29] No sor. :) [19:29] Nah ... [19:29] Shall I dismiss the crew then, Commander? [19:30] ::nods:: Yes, Major. Please see to it. [19:30] ::nods:: [19:30] LCARS, we're all outta booze. Run down to the liquor store and get us a couple 'o two fours so we can party down. [19:30] 12::produces outta booze. Run down to the liquor store and get us a couple 'o two fours so we can party down. from the replicator and hands it to all:: [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:30] ::crosses his arms:: [19:30] LOL * CoroLCARS 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= 12CRCO_Lora has called: Company, at ease! 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= [19:30] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= Time to relax -- 12http://www.ussrenegade.com/coro2400/ ' [19:30] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: -m [19:30] LOL [19:30] LOL!!!! [19:30] ::claps:: [19:30] ::attn:: [19:30] *** LTEN_Bentall is now known as Alffred [19:30] Err [19:30] *** LTHL_Dejat is now known as McC [19:30] There. [19:30] Wrong alias ;0 [19:30] ;) [19:30] *** CRCO_Lora is now known as Jester [19:30] *** Ens_TPrax is now known as Adm_TPrax [19:30] *** LMMC_Ironside is now known as Fraser [19:31] *** ENDR_Barnes is now known as Barnes [19:31] *** ObsMasters (wisher1126@Star5651.ipt.aol.com) has left #uss- coronado [19:31] *** Cdtsi_Oswald is now known as Sonya [19:31] *** LCSI_trRagarok is now known as Ragarok [19:31] *** Mr_Dalton is now known as Heiwa [19:31] ::stretches a bit, yawns, and then smiles at the Cmdr.:: [19:31] ::grabs a screwdriver out of Bentall's toolbox and heads for LCARS::