[17:58] LCARS, let's rock! [17:58] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= Sim in progress! ' [17:58] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [17:58] ::attn:: [17:58] ::attn:: [17:58] ::attn:: [17:58] :;attn:: [17:58] ::attn:: [17:58] ::attn:: [17:58] :;attn:: [17:58] ::attn:: [17:59] ::stands:: [17:59] ::dusts off Dalton's dress uniform and returns to attn:: [17:59] ::nods to Bentall, straightening his uniform:: [17:59] Ok before we begin there are a couple of items I'd like to take care of. [17:59] Lieutenant Major Ironside, front and centre. [18:00] ::raises both his eyebrows and turns to look at the Major:: [18:00] * LCXO_Lisbon chokes. "Centre?" [18:00] ::steps crisply forward, cerimonial sword swaying slightly:: [18:00] ::stands at Ironside's ...umm...side and watches him:: [18:01] Is he in trouble? ::gleefully:: [18:01] You have served this ship well and I am honoured to grant you a promotion to full Major, with all rights and privlleges that rank entitles you to. ::hands Ironside a small box:: [18:01] ::claps and cheers:: [18:01] ::produces another box, glancing over the crew:: [18:01] ::extends his hands, one under the box and one above, nodding to the Captain:: Thank you, sir. [18:01] ::applauds loudly:: Good show Major. [18:01] Oh, that. ::rolls eyes:: Everyone around here gets one but me. [18:01] :;applauds:: [18:02] ::applauds mightily:: [18:02] ::applauds with all the strength he can muster:: [18:02] Congratulation Major. ::turns to eye Dalton:: Mr. Dalton, front and centre. [18:02] ::applauds:: [18:02] ::hands Bentall the box:: [18:02] ::opens the box and replaces his rank insignia on his epaulets quickly, stepping back into line:: [18:02] ::stares at the captain:: [18:02] Yes, is this about dinner? ::walks forward:: [18:03] ::grins:: I'm temprorarily activating your Starfleet Record Ensign Dalton. For the most part you have served this ship well and I feel that it is time to promote you to Lieutenant Junior Grade. ::takes the box from Lisbon and hands it to Dalton:: [18:04] ::produces another box:: [18:04] ::applauds and whispers to Dejat:: Damn, now I can not pull rank on him. [18:04] ::applauds again:: congratulations! [18:04] Oh, well isn't that nice. ::smiles:: How unexpected. ::takes the box:: [18:04] ::looks at T'Prax and Dejat:: {{ You two should know by now I'd never have listened to any order YOU gave, anyhow. }} [18:04] ::applauds politely, his clapping somewhat muffled by the white dress gloves:: [18:05] ::whispers back:: Just let me know if you need it. ::decidedly does not applaud, looking more concerned than proud:: [18:05] Congrats Mr. Dalton. ::turns to face Dejat:: Lieutenant Dejat, front and centre. [18:05] ::takes the box from Lisbon:: [18:05] ::gives Dejat a look of disgust as he walks by him:: [18:05] ::shuts his mouth and snaps his head up to Bentall, taking a moment to register the remark, but quickly abides:: Ah, yes sir. [18:05] ::chokes, handing the box, covering his mouth to giggle at the strange spelling:: :P [18:05] ::watches his friend:: [18:06] ::glances over at an apparently choking Lisbon, ready to spring to the XO's aide should the colour begin to drain from his face:: [18:06] ::chokes a little more:: [18:06] ::turns away from Bentall for a moment:: [18:07] Mr. Dejat. Another member of this crew who has served us all very well. I hearby promote you to the rank of Lieutenant Commander, with all rights and privlleges earned with said rank. ::hands the bos to Dejat:: [18:07] ::clears his throat, flushed, and returns to watching the ceremony:: [18:07] ::appluads and pats Dejat on the back:: Very well earned Sir. [18:07] ::claps and cheers:: [18:07] ::produces another box:: [18:07] ::again raises his hands, and applauds with slightly more vigor then he did for Dalton:: [18:07] ::opens it and eats a piece of chocolate:: [18:07] ::stands calmly, looking around:: [18:07] ::blinks several times, hand autonomously going out to accept the pips, still not quite registering:: [18:07] ::claps more, getting tired:: [18:07] ::smirks and tosses the box away:: [18:07] ::yawns:: [18:08] Alright.... Now onto business. [18:08] ::manages to collect himself:: Ah, thank you sir...I shall endeavor to give my best for this ship. [18:08] ::retreats quickly back into line:: 12=Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... 12Stardate 240002.21: "The Cloud" Part 1 , by Alffred (with input from T'Prax). 12SUMMARY: A wedding of two crew members and the cloud like entity that causes a disturbance. 12With the USS Voyager having been returned to her rightful place, the crew of the Coronado prepare for their next mission out towards the bad lands. 12But first a joyous occassion must take place. The wedding of Cheif Engineer, Lieutenant JG T'Prax to his long time love, Assistant Tactical Officer, Cadet Aurel Ian. T'Prax has respectfully asked Commander Bentall to perform the ceremony, who was honoured by the request. 12While the wedding ceremony itself will take place in main engineering, the reception will be held in Seventh Heaven, with Mr. Dalton catering the event. T'Prax requested that the ship be moved towards a nebula of Commander Bentall's choice so that the nebula could serve as a backdrop for the reception. 12Choosing the MacDonald Cloud Nebula, due to its proximaty to the next mission, Bentall ordered the Coronado to head out. They have arrived and the senior crew have assembled in Main Engineering, wearing their dress uniforms. Those members of the crew not on duty are watching the ceremony from viewers all over the ship. The ceremony will commence following the arrival of the Bride and Groom. [18:09] ack [18:09] ack [18:09] ack [18:09] ::takes out another box, but hides it:: [18:09] ack [18:09] ack [18:09] ack [18:09] ack [18:09] ack [18:09] ack [18:09] ack [18:10] Ok. Any questions? [18:10] ::raises hand:: [18:10] ::chokes:: Wedding ceremony in...main engineering..? [18:10] yes, where can we get tissues? I cry at weddings.... *grins* [18:10] ::produces a box for Oswald:: [18:10] That's where the Groom requested it to be Exec. [18:10] Anything else? [18:11] ::chokes and sputters:: [18:11] ::regains composure, ready to go:: [18:11] I have a flower for Aurel to wear sir. [18:11] :;thanks Dejat:: [18:11] ...? [18:11] The reception is in my wonderful Seventh Heaven, though. [18:12] ::pins a Vulcan flower that is quite rare on Aurel's uniform:: It is my house's honored tradition that the bride wear it the ceremony. [18:12] TPrax...wait until we start, budd. [18:12] Ok. All of us are in our Starfleet Dress Unifroms. All of us are in Engineering except the Bride, Groom (Anyone they deem fit) and myself. Are we ready to roll? [18:12] Yep. [18:12] Permission to be in normal uniform, not understanding the concept of "Dress uniforms"? [18:12] hell yes [18:13] ::nods nervously:: [18:13] Sure Proff. :) [18:13] Quit carving water and get to the sim! :) [18:13] ::waves his arm:: [18:13] ::stands at the tourblift awaiting it's arrival to Engineering:: [18:13] ::reports to Main Engineering in full dres uniform:: [18:13] ::stands in engineering in a actual, real clean dress uniform... to the amasement of all the engineering staff:: [18:13] ::stands towards the front, near the warp core, donned in the dress uniform which looks dashing on him, his sword at his side:: [18:14] ::does up the top of his dress uniform and has a look at himself in the mirror.:: Well.... Here we go. ::exits his quarters and heads to the turbo lift:: [18:14] ::stans in main engineering next to Anna who has decided to come to this wedding with Sofia:: [18:14] ::arrives at the lift and finds the nervous groom:: Hello Lieutenant. How are you holding up? [18:14] {{Aurel, Are Doria and Stephanie ready?}} [18:14] ::tugs on the collar of his dress uniform, muttering something about how Starfleet tailors don't take into account the Cardassian neckline:: [18:14] ::nods:: Very well sir. As can be expected. [18:14] ::standing to one side in main engineering in regular uniform, tinkering with minor things while Prax is distracted:: [18:14] There all ready to go. calm down, Aurel. [18:15] {{Yes, Imzadi.}} [18:15] ::leans against an Engineering terminal:: Wow this place really cleans up nice...I like all the decorations [18:15] ::bumps Daren from behind:: [18:15] :;goes over to Anna and looks at Sofia:: awww... how cute... [18:15] ::tugs on his collar:: Though I wish these uniforms would be a bit more comforatable. {{Good, So are Donan and Ryan}} ::looks at his two sons"" [18:15] It's awfully crowded in here ... [18:15] ::glances across at Daren, hoping he doesn't trigger a coolant leak:: [18:15] ::grins:: I think I'm almost as nervous as you are. I've never done this before. :) [18:16] ::looks at the captain as the TL arrives:: You'll do fine sir. [18:16] ::the lift arrives and he gets in:: Coming Lieutenant? [18:16] < :) > [18:16] ::enters turoblift:: Main Engineering. [18:16] ::walks over away from the crowd, nearer to the warp core:: [18:16] Alright. Mother, you take the girls. ::smiles at her father:: [18:17] ::walks over to wear Dalton is after cooing over the baby:: good morning Dalton, are you enjoying yourself ::smiles sweetly:: [18:17] ::stands in the turbolift:: I appreciate this Captain. [18:17] ::smiles fakely at her:: [18:17] Come along, Doria. :;mumbles:: [18:18] ::appears above the rest of the crowd in full dress regalia, standing on the second level of engineering while looking down from near the warp core:: [18:18] ::grins:: oh don't look like death has come for you, Dalton, just think of all the business you're getting... [18:18] I have a bar full of food some decks up ... I want to be up there, not down here watching this ... display. [18:18] Oh and mother dont' forget your promise. [18:18] ::smiles:: I'm honoured you asked me Lieutenant. ::the lift slows to a halt and he exits into main engineering:: Been a long while since I was down here. Great job on the decorations. [18:18] ::murmers quietly, with a smile on his face:: Shempa abvervanlo karko, sijecru saljiryo kardasshu. [18:18] ::oblvious to his surroundings:: These engineering panels are so inefficient, wonder why Prax never lets me look at them... [18:18] ::follows him:: I allowed Mr. Dalton access to my work room. [18:18] Business, pah! As if Bentall allowed me to charge them what I wanted. [18:19] Ready to go, au? ::holds out arm for Aurel:: [18:19] E> ::hurds the boys over to where they are to stand for the ceremony:: Now you two behave and do as I tell you. [18:19] ::nods:: He did well. ::looks around:: Looks like everyone is hear. Are we ready? [18:19] ::begins to get a headache then quickly injects himself secretly with a medicine:: [18:19] ::smiles fakely:: that's nice:: heads off to where Ragarok is:: [18:19] E> Donan> ::nods to his father:: Okay. [18:19] ::heads to the front of the "aisle" and waits:: [18:19] ::notices how the bright blue pulses of the warp core actually add to the mood:: [18:19] ::nods to Bentall:: [18:19] ::crosses his arms in his lower back, not comfortable with the opportunity that an intruder could take to eliminate a great deal of important officers:: [18:19] ::looks over at the professor:: Ah, my good Professor, might I suggest not fiddling with those panels. Mister T'Prax doesn't appreciate his systems being tampered with. [18:19] E>::stands on the side looking down the "aisle:: [18:20] Q> ::leaves quarters with her father and sister:: [18:20] ::looks up at Dejat and the approaching Oswald:: Oh, I'm not fiddling, I'm improving. I'm sure he won't mind, eh? [18:20] Things look good her Exec? [18:20] ::looks to anna who noticed my problem:: Don't look so worried, i'm fine. [18:20] ::notices T'Prax and smiles to him, then back to the Professor:: Actually, I think he would. [18:20] ::turns from his solitary perch and moves to the core elevator, riding it down to the main deck:: [18:20] ::looks up at Ironside:: [18:20] Major! (m) So good of you to take a bath ... [18:20] Yes, sir. ::seems bored, turning and looking around:: [18:20] ::looks blankly for a second:: Oh, I see, it's a federation custom... disprectful or some such. [18:21] ::looks over at the Doctor:: Doctor, good to see you back in one peice. [18:21] ::watches the Professor play with his consoles:: Computer, deactivate all computer consoles in Engineering. [18:21] TL>Engineering. [18:21] ::smiles and looks over, thinking it's about to start:: [18:21] ::takes one of Ragaroks arms and leads him away from the panels:: that's something the people with no brains can do... [18:21] ::nods, smiling:: Exactly. [18:21] ::walks past Dalton:: Careful, Mr. Dalton, this sword is not purely cerimonial...::moves past towards the Captain:: [18:21] E> Computer::Beeps it's confirmation and watches all the consloes go dark:: [18:21] ::watches the lighting dim slightly as the consoles turn off:: [18:21] :;smiles sweetly:: how is your latest experiment going Commander? [18:21] ::allows himself to be led:: Ah, Cadet, good to see you, where are we going? [18:21] ::smiles, the warp core casting a warm glow:: [18:22] ::notices the commander:: Yes, its good to be back, i hope its no problem that anna is staying with me for a while. [18:22] ::notes the nasty scar on the doctors face:: Not at all. You and I will have to have a chat later Doc. I'd be interested in knowing how you got that. [18:22] Ah, my latest experiment! Actually, I've been re- analyzing an old experiment of mine... [18:22] ::sighs, sitting down in a chair:: [18:22] ::nods to Ironside as he approaches:: [18:22] ::chuckles at Oswald and turns to find Ironside, moving towards the large profile:: [18:22] ::gets off the TL, waiting for her siter and father:: [18:23] ::chuckels slightly then brushes the scar with his hand:: We'll have to do that. [18:23] ::stops a good distance away from any important machinery and listens to intentatively to Ragarok:: [18:23] ::nods to the XO, and moves closer to the Captain, keeping his back to the crowd:: I'm still not comfortable with this, Captain. We can't be sure that the ship is secure, especially after the incident with the mirror officers. [18:23] ::catches the last bit of the comment:: Major, one can never be truly secure. [18:23] I've been working on studying an odd creature I discovered a while back, called the subspace hamster, you see... ::continues on:: [18:24] ::looks at the newly minted Major:: Understood Major. It won't be for long and I seriously doubt anyone even knows we are here. We are supposed to be heading for the badlands. Not stopping for a wedding. [18:24] ::walks over behind Bentall and the others and eavesdrops for a second, waiting for a chance to speak:: [18:24] Computer: Play "here comes the bride" TPraxprogram227. [18:24] ::turns slightly so that Dejat is included in the conversation:: Perhaps, but every officer on board knows about this. If one of them is an infiltrator....::frowns and considers placing a platoon on alert:: [18:25] ::hears the music and perks up:: [18:25] ::clears his throat as the music begins softly:: 12=.\ction= The traditional song begins to play and everyone rises to there feet while waiting for the Bride [18:25] ::holding onto father's arm walking down the aisle:: [18:25] ::pats Ironside on the shoulder:: (w) There, there. your double is dead, and who could authenticate your ... ::coughs:: stellar personality? [18:25] ::looks directly at Ironside:: I don't think we have anything to worry about. ::says so with conviction that typically implies something else is behind it:: [18:25] ::steps into the crowd:: [18:25] ::smiles, then turns to face the aisle:: [18:25] ::continues, rudely, to talk, talking about leptons, subspace, genius, and death rays:: [18:25] ::twitches his eye slightly, both at Dejat's comment and Dalton's rib, then stands:: [18:26] ::turns to face the aisle then smiling:: [18:26] :;touches Ragaroks arm and gestures for him to be silent and then faces the aisle:: [18:26] ::steps to his place at the side, out of the way, but looking important:: [18:26] ::pats Aurel's hand:: {{remember what your sister said.}} [18:27] Ryan>::tugs on his daddy's pants leg and whispers:: Why is everyone dressed up. [18:27] ::arrives at the end of the aisle:: [18:27] ::becomes silent, although can't figure out why he's supposed to be quiet, leaving him with a confused look:: [18:27] ::smiles as the happy couple and looks at the crew:: Please be seated. [18:27] ::music stops:: [18:27] ::sits in a chair normally used by an engineer:: [18:27] ::sits down:: [18:28] ::sits down quietly:: [18:28] ::takes a seat:: [18:28] ::sits, positioning his sword carefully:: [18:28] ::stands for a second, before glancing around and hurredly sitting:: [18:28] ::holds Aurel's hand and stands close by her:: [18:28] ::clears his throat and begins:: Since the time of wooden vessels, the Captain has had the great pleasure of joining couple in matrimony, so it is with great pleasure that we are gathered here today. [18:28] ::has a seat:: [18:28] ::watches, leaning back against the bulkhead slightly:: [18:29] In this case Lieutenant T'Prax and Cadet Ian have decided to declare their eternal love for one another and join together. Before we begin though I would like the bride to step forward. [18:30] ::blinks and steps forward:: [18:30] ::turns and looks for his Exec and the box:: [18:30] ::smiles ever so slightly and raises his chin, wondering if this is such an appropriate time:: [18:30] ::nods, retrieving the box, walking to Bentall and presenting it:: [18:31] Cadet, it's unfortunate but I cannot set a presedence by having an officer marry a cadet. ::takes the box:: So I have decided that my only recourse is to promote you to Ensign. You have earned it. ::hands her the box:: You may now stand back in place. ::smiles:: [18:31] ::grins widely:: [18:31] ::stands back against the wall, deadpan mostly:: [18:32] ::takes the box and steps back:: [18:32] ::kisses Aurel on the cheek:: {{I am proud of you Ai'isha}} [18:32] ::watches respectfully then looks over to anna and sofia and returns to looking at the ceremeony:: [18:33] Before we continue I am bound to ask if there is anyone present who feels that these two should not be joined, I ask that they speak now or forever hold there peice. ::looks around with a very stern look:: [18:33] ::looks at each of his four children:: [18:33] ::when Bentall looks at him, acts like he is going to speak, then chuckles to himself:: [18:34] ::checks his nails for lint:: [18:34] ::picks that moment to whisper loudly to Oswald:: What is the purpose of this ceremony? [18:34] ::watches:: [18:34] ::refrains from sharply elbowing Dalton in the ribs:: [18:34] ::stares at the Professor:: [18:34] ::grins at Dalton, then turns back to face the couple:: [18:34] ::looks back at the captain:: [18:34] ::looks at Ragarok as well:: [18:35] ::looks around at the staring faces, totally confused as to what he's done, but shuts up:: [18:35] ::watches from the shadows:: [18:35] ::stiffles a laugh behind her hand before handing a padd to Ragarok with everything anyone could ever want to know about marriage on it:: [18:35] Ensign Ian, do you take this vulcan T'Prax to be your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and health, in richness and poorness till death do you part? [18:36] I do. ::smiles:: [18:36] ::raises eyebrow at her smile:: [18:37] ::feels like he should be on the bridge, but watches, sighing quietly:: [18:37] ::smiles and turns to face T'Prax::And do you Lieutenant T'Prax, take this lovely woman to be your lawfully......... ::he stops as the ship begins to vibrate heavily:: [18:37] ::instantly becomes alert, looking around:: [18:37] ::perks up at the vibration:: [18:37] ::looks up:: Computer, activate consoles. [18:37] ::looks around Engineering:: [18:37] ::still reading the PADD:: [18:37] ::runs to his duty officer:: Report! [18:38] :;jumps out of her seat and moves to the nearest counsel:: 12=.\ction= The Engineering consoles reactivate. [18:38] ::frowns, but forces himself to remain seated:: [18:38] ::checks a console:: [18:38] You guys...continue... I'll go to the bridge... ::nods to Bentall:: [18:38] ::grabs the hilt of his sword, but keeps it sheathed:: [18:38] E>Ens. Taylor:: Don't know sir! Somethings attaching itself to the ship. I think it's the nebula! 12=.\ction= The ship vibrates to the point of rocking, suddenly it goes dark, then a misty white, then dark again. When the emrgency lights come on the Bride and Mr. Dalton have disappeared. In the darkness alarms of all kinds can be heard. [18:38] ::walks up behind the XO:: What's it look like? [18:38] ::looks around then doubles over when the sharp pain returns then quickly as it came it goes away:: [18:39] ::only comes to attention after the lights have gone out:: [18:39] ::blinks, clearing some of the smoke:: Hell of a magic trick. [18:39] E>AUREL! [18:39] ::rises, unsheathing his sword with a distinct 'humm- swish' as the two crewmembers disappear:: [18:39] ::stands, instantly noting Dalton and Ian have disappeared:: Major, Dalton! [18:39] ::immediately heads towards the turbolift:: [18:39] ::notices Ian's disappearance:: What the? [18:39] ::takes off running for science:: [18:39] ::frowns and mutters:: Dalton isn't a major lost... but I liked Ian... [18:39] ::picks himself up off the floor:: What the hell is going on? ::stumbles in the darkness [18:39] ::nods, looking around:: +taps+ Computer, locate Mr. Dalton and bring Marine platoons to full alert! [18:39] E>::turns to face everyone:: Everyone, report to your stations. Captain, I recommend RED ALERT! [18:40] ::over his shoulder:: T'Prax, calm down! [18:40] ::runs to a nearby locker and grabs a few wrist lamps and passes them around:: [18:40] ::mutters as the doors aren't functioning:: [18:40] ::walks towards the main engineering doors:: If he's involved in this, I'll behead him.... [18:40] ::messes with the console aside the door:: [18:40] ::hands the children to Dejat and Oswald:: Keep an eye on these children. ::looks at the children:: Do as Dejat and Oswald say [18:40] ::stopped at the doors:: Gotta check on my lab! ::starts running back to head for the jeffries tubes:: [18:41] ::helps LtCmdr Lisbon with the door:: [18:41] Exec! See if you can get to the bridge. Bring us to r ed alert if you can. [18:41] ::gets up:: Anna go to our quarters i've got work to do, i'll see you later ::gives her a quick kiss on the cheek then grabs a wrist lamp and goes to the doors:: [18:41] ::looks worriedly at Ragarok:: oh dear... [18:41] Doctor? [18:41] ::nods to T'Prax and gets on his knees to be at the children's height:: Don't worry. ::smiles:: There are a lot of people here who can handle situations like these. 12=.\ction= Computer> Mr. Dalton is not aboard. (Computer's voice is erratic) [18:41] ::with a flourish, slams his sword between the two parts of the door, and angles his sword, the hard metal opening the doors enough to grasp:: [18:42] ::grabs the doors, weary of Ironside's sword:: [18:42] ::grabs one of the doors and pulls, nodding at Lisbon to take the other:: [18:42] ::pries them apart with much effort:: [18:42] ::sees a support beam come loose:: CAPTAIN! Look Out. ::runs over and pushes the Captain out of the way as the beam crushes him, breaking his left arm and cutting a deep gash into the right side of his head:: [18:42] ::grins at the children:: you wanna go play in your daddy's office? [18:42] Good... ::runs to the turboshaft:: [18:42] ::grabs the opposite door:: [18:42] ::looks back over his shoulder and growls:: +taps+ Medical emergency, main engineering. [18:42] ::sees Tprax hit then runs over to him:: [18:43] ::opens up a jeffries tube and crawls in:: [18:43] ::falls at T'Praxs push and gets up to looks around in the dimness:: Doctor!? [18:43] ::follows Lt Cdr Lisbon:: [18:43] ::strides to the turbolift, frowning, then hops into the jeffries tube nearby:: [18:43] ::takes his wifes arm:: Let's get out of their way. ::looks to see his father and looks away:: [18:43] ::goes a short distance, then begins the climb upwards as fast as he can, making good progress:: [18:43] ::looks to Oswald:: Stay here with them. ::leaps over to T'Prax's side:: T'Prax! Can you hear me? ::produces a small packet from somewhere, along with a tricorder, and begins to wave the tricorder over T'Prax:: [18:43] ::climbs the ladder in the jeffry's tube:: [18:44] ::looks around and then sees and emergency medkit, runs over and grab it then opens hit as he is on his knees beside TPrax again:: [18:44] ::notices all the computer consoles going haywire:: What the hell is going on? [18:44] ::looks at the four kids and rolls her eyes, then smiles and sits on the floor and begins teaching the kids a game:: [18:44] ::looks around seeing the doctor has T'Prax in hand:: Cadet? Can you look after the kids? ::shouting over the noise at Oswald:: [18:44] ::resheathes his sword and walks back into main engineering, heading over to a console and attemping to access the internal sensor array:: [18:45] Ryan> What's your name??? [18:45] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::wakes up:: [18:45] :;smiles at Ryan:: Zunite [18:45] ::followes the Major:: I need to know how bad we are Major. And what the hell hit us? [18:45] ::continues crawling around the tubes in the darkness, instinctively finding his way to the science lab:: [18:45] ::frowns, but resumes his smile:: Lieutenant, you aren't hurt too badly. I'm sure the good doctor can mend you quite quickly. [18:45] <[ENtc_Ian]> ::comes to:: [18:45] ::after a very long climb, he steps out onto the deck two junction, breathing heavily. He reaches to the door that will access the bridge with the magnetic reversal key, fixing it to the door, tapping a couple of buttons, then watching the doors pop open enough to be opened manually:: [18:45] ::finally reaches the bridge, tries to get the access door open:: [18:45] what's yours? [18:45] Donan>::sees his stepfather hurt:: DAD! ::wants to help:: [18:45] ::punches the console quickly, and shakes his head:: Main computer functions are down. I'm attempting to ressurrect the backup systems. [18:45] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::grumbles:: That's the last time I attend the wedding of a Klingon/Vulcan/Human and a Betazoid. [18:45] Ryan> ::smiles:: My name is Ryan. [18:45] ::climbs the last deck up to the bridge:: [18:46] ::finsihes scanning tPrax and does the little that he can do in engineering while power is down, puts a temporary bandage on his arm and head while giving him a hypospray of painkiller:: [18:46] ::repeats with the key, then coughs as smoke billows out:: [18:46] ::looks to Barnes:: Take good care of him, Doctor. ::turns around upon hearing Donan's yell and moves over to him:: He's alright. Doctor Barnes is going to fix him right up. [18:46] <[ENtc_Ian]> {{Where am I?}} [18:46] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::tries to stand up but doesn't go anywhere:: [18:46] ::takes a reading with a tricorder:: [18:46] In the meantime....::activates an external camera view of the Coronado, taken from one of the warp nacelles towards the main body of the ship:: Good Lord.... [18:46] <[Mr_Dalton]> Hello? This isn't funny, Major. [18:46] Must have been a fire. [18:47] I'm reading a few console fires o n the port side of the bridge [18:47] ::peers in:: Looks like it's out. ::steps onto the bridge, immediately seeing an unconscious officer at the entrance:: [18:47] ::busts into the science lab:: No bloody nebula is going to go unstudied on my watch [18:47] <[ENtc_Ian]> {{Mr. Dalton?}} [18:47] Suppression is out... dammit. [18:47] ::sits up:: I apologize Captain. But the consoles in Enginnering seem to be...::pauses for a moment:: Going haywire. suggest we try to get up to the bridge. ::attempts to stand up. [18:47] :: [18:47] ::stands up:: lets go into TPrax's office, so we're not in anyone's way.. [18:47] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::looks around, not seeing anything, then senses someone:: [18:47] ::runs to the locker, looking for the manual fire suppression:: [18:47] <[Mr_Dalton]> {{ Yes ... oh, you're Mrs. T'Prax. What are you doing here? }} [18:47] ::checks the officer's lifesigns:: He's not gonna make it. [18:47] ::runs to the tactical station:: My console's got nothing! 12=Description= The view shows two extremely large hull breaches in the ship. One appears to be an entry breach hile the other appears to be an exit breach. [18:48] <[ENtc_Ian]> {{I don't know. I could ask the same question of you.}} [18:48] ::frowns:: [18:48] E> ::herds the kids into the main engineering office:: [18:48] +taps+ Damage control teams to decks nine and ten, sections thirteen and fourteen.. [18:48] <[Mr_Dalton]> {{ I certainly did not choose to be wherever here is, my dear. I don't seem to be able to move or see anything. Can you? }} [18:48] ::gets another bandage and wraps it around TPrax's head since blood is starting to soak through:: [18:48] +taps+ Lisbon to Engineering. We need secondary power to access logs. [18:48] ::looks at the view:: My god. I can't believe we are still alive. ::turns:: Lieutenant T'Prax? Are you all right? [18:48] ::runs to another screen:: My God! Something tore through us... [18:48] ::looks back at the Captain:: We're rather crippled, Captain. There's major structural damage. [18:49] +taps+ Exec. We may not have it for awhile. Things are bad. Really bad. Try and contact Starfleet and stand by. [18:49] <[ENtc_Ian]> {{no, I can't move either. }} [18:49] Sir, I'm attempting to get the viewscreen opperational [18:49] S> ::trying to muster the power for a scan:: [18:49] ::turns to Daren:: If we have breaches, we're probably letting parts of the nebula inside the ship... let's hope the nebula doesn't have anything bad in it. [18:50] <[Mr_Dalton]> {{ Well, let's see if we can't pick up any other crewmembers nearby ... hmm? }} [18:50] Sir, he'll be fine if i can get him to sickbay soon to fix him up [18:50] <[Mr_Dalton]> ::begins to scan around him:: [18:50] ::bypasses a few plasma relays in the Ops console...:: Here it comes... [18:50] See if you can get the emergency beacon ready for launch to get a distress signal out. [18:50] ::looks at the hazy nebula:: [18:50] <[ENtc_Ian]> {{Good idea.}} [18:50] Aye Sir 12=.\ction= Two hours pass and the immediate danger has passed. The crew have assembled in the conference lounge, except Oswald and Dejat who remain looking after the kids. [18:50] ::brings up the emergeny comm bouy:: [18:50] ::is suddenly in the lounge:: [18:51] The bouy has been launched sir....but I can't be sure if it cleared the nebula [18:51] ::sits in his chair with his bandaged head and left arm in a sling:: I appreciate the quick fix Adam. [18:51] ::has unbuttoned the top two fastners on his dress uniform, and has left his dress hat on the conference lounge table along with his gloves:: [18:51] I only have limited sensors [18:51] ::finishes beating Ryan at a game of war:: [18:51] ::sits down at his chair:: Ok... We've got the immediate problems stabalized. Damage report Lieutenant? [18:51] ::sits in a chair nearby Oswald and the kids, dividing his attention between them and what's going on in the conference lounge:: [18:51] ::is seated in the lounge:: [18:51] <[Mr_Dalton]> {{ I hate to say this my dear, but I believe we are in the nebula somewhere. Though I don't know why we have not asphyxiated; I don't normally breathe hydrogen and nitrogen. What is your name, I'm sorry? I don't believe I've ever been introduced ... }} [18:52] ::looks a little surprised at TPrax calling him by his first name but doesn't mind:: Well, it's my job, i would've been faster but i'm a little rusty. ::chuckles:: [18:52] ::nods to Bentall and stands up. His head is bandaged and left arm in a sling:: Now, for everyone to fully understand the extent of the damage, I have created two 3D models of the Coro. ::pulls up his 3D holographic display. One model is of the exterior of the ship and the other the interior:: To start off, shields, weapons, replicators, holodecks, [18:52] <[ENtc_Ian]> {{And we're alone. I can't sense anywone else. My name is Aurel.}} [18:52] , turbolifts, and all but one transporter are offline. The one transporter in Cargo Bay, I have had to convert to an industrial-type replicator. The reason being, we have a hull breach in sections 21, 22, and 23 on decks 12 through 14. I'm using the Cargo Transporter to replicate hull plates to repair the hull breach. ::On the 3D models, the [18:52] ::looks at the holoscreen:: [18:53] <[Mr_Dalton]> {{ Yes, we are indeed alone. Strange ... why would we be brought here? }} [18:53] ::looks at the holoscreen:: [18:53] :;looks at Dejat:: you wanna know whats going on in the conference room? [18:53] damaged systems begin to flash in red, and a list of the damaged systems appears at the bottom of the display:: I'll get back to the hull breach in a minute. I've had to open all the access ports and panels on each deck so that we can continue to move through the ship. Intraship communication is limited to a 6-deck range. I have to post [18:53] ::turns his head to Oswald:: I have a screen here. I'm watching the whole thing. [18:53] Replicating hull plates is going to take a lot of replicator base matter. [18:53] a communications liaison every 6 decks so the ship can maintain communication. We had a plasma fire in Engineering, and lost one plasma coolant tank, so I had to shutdown the warp drive. It is permanently offline until we reach a starbase for repair. ::pulls a close up of the warp nacelles:: The starboard nacelle's ramscoop was blown out, meaning [18:54] <[ENtc_Ian]> {{I have no idea. I wish I knew.}} [18:54] that we have nothing but a forcefield where the red, pulsing ramscoop should be. On the port nacelle, the drive manifold is severely stressed with fractures. I have another Engineering team working on placing a forcefield around that to prevent us [18:54] ::looks at the screen and shakes her head:: putting you to sleep yet? [18:54] ::chuckles:: No, worrying me. [18:54] from blowing ourselves up to kingdom come. ::sits back down but continues his report:: Now the impulse drive is severely damaged, but still functional. The best speed we could achieve without destroying ourselves is 1/6 impulse. The reason is, the port impulse deck is nearly fried. Almost [18:54] ::nods at his exec:: We will use what we have to. We won't be going anywhere for awhile by the looks of things [18:54] <[Mr_Dalton]> {{ Are you all right? }} [18:54] ::listens to the constant stream coming from Prax:: [18:54]