[18:04] Alright..... Lcars lets get going. [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] ::shudders at that thought:: [18:04] ::attnLL [18:04] ::attn:: [18:04] ::attn:: [18:04] ;:attn:: [18:04] :: [18:04] ::attn:: [18:04] ::attn:: [18:05] Welcome one and all. [18:06] <> [18:06] ::attn:: [18:06] Just so you are all aware Jester will be guesting as helm officer this sim. As indicated earlier you'll be informed of the command change over at a later date. :) 12=Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... 12Stardate 240003.27: A Crack in the Mirror , Part 2 by Alffred. 12SUMMARY: An unfamiliar ship shows up requesting asylum. 12The USS Coronado has returned to active duty after two weeks for the crew to enjoy some long overdue shore leave and for Starfleet to repair and do some minor refit's on the ship. 12As Bentall began giving orders to send the ship out to the Badlands he was interupted by a priority message arriving from Starfleet. After receiving and acknowledging the message Bentall returned to the bridge and began giving orders. 12The ship proceeded to Starbase 207 where they picked up a passenger. They then proceeded to the Badlands as per their previous orders to investigate some odd signals emmenating from the center. Since the receipt of the message, Bentall has in a snarly mood and the crew quickly settled in for the trip to Starbase 207. Upon their arrival, their passenger boarded and was taken to temporary quarters under heavy guard. Bentall called a senior crew meeting in the conference lounge so he can go over the orders. 12After their orders were discussed, Bentall went down to interview the "guest". Ignoring proper protocal he entered the quarters alone and was consequently knocked out. The "guest" turned out to be his Mirror Universe double. The double changed clothes with Bentall and proceeded to the bridge to finish his earlier mission. The crew is unaware of this and continue on as if nothing is amiss. 12The real Bentall awoke and is currently pounding on the door trying to get the guards attention. On the bridge the Mirror Bentall is currently awaiting the ship's arrival to the badlands. [18:06] ack [18:06] ack [18:06] ack [18:06] ack [18:07] ack [18:07] ack [18:07] ack [18:07] <> [18:07] Alright. Any questions before we go? Serious ones please? :) [18:07] ::raises hand:: [18:08] T'Prax? [18:08] Who will discover that the mirror switched places? [18:08] Why can't we ask any stupid or funny questions? [18:08] You'll see. Besides that will happen next sim. [18:08] Because they take up valuable sim time Doc. :) [18:08] ::nods and returns to attention:: [18:08] you mean we have to put up with the fake Bentall all this sim? [18:09] You betcha. :) [18:09] Awww ::returns to attn:: [18:09] ::cheers:: [18:09] *** Joins: Fraser (reaver@Star7096.ktchnr1.on.wave.home.com) [18:09] ::grins:: [18:09] *** Fraser is now known as MJMC_Ironside [18:09] darn it. [18:09] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +o MJMC_Ironside [18:09] I mean... oh sorry... I so sad... I wish we had the real bentall in command... [18:09] ::thwaps Oswald making it look like an accident:: [18:09] Hey Fras. [18:09] I guess we haven't started yet. =) * Added MJMC_Ironside (*!*reaver@*.ktchnr1.on.wave.home.com) to user list -> -MJMC_Ironside- Welcome aboard! You have been granted Auto-Op status with LCARS. !help for more info Adding MJMC_Ironside at Level 100 (Auto-Op Friend) to database...update will take effect on next join. [18:10] ::starts crying:: Cadet abuse! [18:10] ::stares at her husband:: you are so clumsy. [18:10] <> [18:10] Oh, I know. [18:11] ::burps while still @ attn:: [18:11] He's sorry Oswald ::grins:: [18:12] Sorry for the delay. :) [18:12] ::smiles to Ian and then turns away and mutters:; yea right... [18:12] ::pounds away at the door:: [18:12] *> ::in hos own quarters lying on his bed looking up at the ceiling thinking about Anna and Sofia, his deceased wife and daughter. A Tear comes to his eye which he wipes off and then gets up from the bed and exits quarters:: [18:12] <> [18:13] ::walks out onto the bridge:: Ensign Kile is it? Time to badlands? [18:13] ::starts her duty shift on the bridge:: [18:13] ::drops into the Helm chair as Dejat steps out:: Just a moment, sir... ::starts tapping at the console, bringing up status:: [18:13] Science> ::sitting in his office, snoring away:: [18:13] ::frowns:: Now Ensign. ::sits down:: [18:13] [18:13] [18:13] ::gulps a bit and looks over his shoulder:: About 10 minutes, sir. [18:13] ::continues to scroll through information detailing all the past incidents where the mirror Empire was dealt with:: [18:14] *>::walks slowly down a long but well-lit corridor towards sickbay looking around like there is something on the walls but there isn't:: [18:14] ::works hard at this Engineering Console:: Captain, all stations report that all systems are functioning within normal perameters. No sabotage of any kind. [18:14] ::nods:: Good. Next time I want no delays. Major Ironside? What's the status of your Marines? [18:14] TorpRoom> ::finishes checking the last torpedo:: +taps+ Done with the torpedoes. what's next? [18:14] ::looks up at T'Prax:: Thankyou. ::turns back to face Ironside:: [18:14] ::exits TL onto Deck 10:: [18:14] ::pounds some more:: Open the door you fools! [18:15] D10> ::walks the corridor to EN Smith:: Mr. Smith, whats been going on> [18:15] ::keeps his eyes locked on the scrolling data:: They're prepared for any action we might encounter, Captain. ::swivels:: And I've briefed them on the ferocity of any troops we might encounter, given their possible origin. [18:15] Smith> Sir, he's been pounding for 15 minutes [18:15] ::nods:: Alright, stand back [18:15] ::works quickly at his console, accessing the pre-approach scan from the Science station:: [18:15] ::walks into sickbay seeing it as it nromally is, empty then back into the CMO's Office and sits down comfortably in his chair:: [18:15] D10> ::keys the unlock sequence and opens the door:: [18:15] SL> ::wakes up and stretches:: Ah, a refreshing 10 minute nap for the week... now, back to working on my Quantum Oscillator... [18:15] ::sneezes very loud, and very harshly:: [18:15] D10> :aims his phaser:: Something I can do for you? [18:16] ::nods:: Good. I have a feeling we may need them. ::looks back to the viewer:: Ensign Kile, inform when we arrive at the badlands. [18:16] D10> Smith> ::is surprised to see the mans face:: [18:16] ::lays an initial course through the plasma wavefront:: Errr... aye, sir. About 6 minutes. [18:16] M> ::taps a button on his computer console and a picture of Anna, Sofia and Barnes is called up on the screen, stares into it:: [18:16] Thank god. Ensign, the prisoner was my double. He's taken my uniform and is masquerading as me. You need to arrest him right away. [18:16] *** ENhl_Kile was kicked by MJMC_Ironside (::Pulls out his LipCo Matter Oblivionator© and fires:: ) [18:16] *** Joins: ENhl_Kile (~rgjester@Star6549.ptld.uswest.net) [18:17] TorpRoom>::leaves heading for the tl:: [18:17] <> [18:17] ::snnezes loudly and coughs irretably:: [18:17] *** MJMC_Ironside sets mode: +v ENhl_Kile [18:17] SL> Hmm... nearing the Badlands... they might need me ::grabs a mess of parts and heads for the bridge:: [18:17] <<:;can't help but break out laughing::>> [18:17] <<::attempts to reassemble his oblivinated parts:: Owie.>> [18:17] D10> ::presses his phaser against the mans chest:: Please, step back out to the doorway. [18:18] ::bbacks away:: Ensign, you've got to believe me. It's me. [18:18] D10> ::looks the man over:: [18:18] m> ::presses another few buttons on the screen and the picture dissapears, and a chamical compound model not that unfamiliar to him is shown:: [18:18] :::wipes his brow as he sneeezes harsly again:: {{What is wrong with me?}} [18:18] +taps+ Bentall to Doctor Barnes [18:18] ::walks out onto the bridge and steps behind science, placing a bundle of parts on the seat next to him:: [18:19] D10> +tap+ Daren to Bridge, Sir the prisoner is acting up a bit... [18:19] +taps+ Barnes here, go ahead [18:19] ::finishes the initial course and looks up at the holographic tank:: [18:19] *>{{sounds like you're caught a cold, Imzadi.}} [18:19] :;watches Ragarok, slightly amused:: [18:19] +taps+ Progress report on the antidote for Commander Lora? [18:19] ::sniffles and the coughs:: {{A cold? From what? I hhhhavven...}} ::snnezes extremely loud, nearly shaking the bulkheads:: [18:19] D10> ::aims the phaser:: Just sit down while I verify this! [18:19] ::nearly panics when Ragarok arrives on the bridge, then recovers:: [18:20] +taps+ How so Ensign Daren? [18:20] +taps+ I think i'm onto something, it'll require a few simulations and tests and i'll let you know how they turn out. [18:20] ::leans forward to peer closer at the data and rubs his chin, something at the back of his mind warning him about nearby danger:: [18:20] *** Joins: ObsJuliet (lesafay@Star7218.dallas-03.tx.dial-access.att.net) [18:20] ::waves to Bentall, not noticing his reaction:: My work progresses well on the Quantum Frequency Scanner, Commander [18:20] tl>::gets on the tl to the bridge:: {{Staying up too late?}} [18:20] +tap+ Sir, the prisoner claims he's the real Bentall...says *you* stole his uniform etc etc. [18:20] ::turns:: Captain? One minute to the Badlands, sir. [18:20] +taps+ I want you to set that aside for now and begin preparing for casualties. That's a priority. Bentall out. [18:21] ::tries to continue working but immediately sneezes 6 times, each time worse then before, the last time forcing him out of his seat and onto the floor:: {{This is quite awkward}} [18:21] ::nods absently at Kile:: Come to a halt when we get there. +taps+ He told me he was going to try that. Take him down to the brig. No contact unless I authorize it. Bentall out. [18:22] ::looks over his shoulder at the Captain and frowns briefly before returning his gaze to his console and preparing the instruments for the interference from the Badlands:: [18:22] D10> ::nods:: [18:22] M> ::presses a button and the compund dissapears, stands up and prepares the necessary medical tools on cart in preperation of caualties:: [18:22] Daren, you've got to ignore him. I'm the real Bentall. He;s going to get us all killed. [18:22] Aye, sir -- bringing us out of warp now. ::drops to impulse just ahead of the wavefront:: [18:22] ::notes the Major's look:: Somthing bothering you Major? [18:22] D10> ::to the mirror:: Looks like you should have just stayed ut my friend. Time to give up these nice uarters for the brig ::points the phaser:: Stand! [18:22] :;steps out of the tl and walks over to TPrax:: {{Are you okay? Want to go to sickbay?}} [18:23] ::sighs and then stands:: [18:23] D10> +tap+ Daren to Smith, we're coming out... [18:23] ::catches a glimpse of Bentall in a panel's reflection, but shakes his head:: Only a feeling that we should have come out here with more than a single ship, sir. [18:23] ::holds the ship's position approximately 20,000 kilometers shy of the plasma wavefront:: [18:23] ::begins to fiddle with parts, seeing that the Badlands distortion is under control:: [18:23] D10> ::directs the mirror through the doorway:: [18:24] ::tries to stand but feels some immense pain:: {{Doctor's are not for Vulcans}} [18:25] ::smiles oddly:: Don't think we can handle what we may find huh? Not surprised. ::looks up at the Professor:: Professor, begin scanning the signals and give me an anlysis. [18:25] ::frowns shaking her head::{{Don't give me that. You're not well.}} [18:25] ::his skin starts to break out in greenish-purple pustules:: [18:25] ::puts down his parts:: Aye, child's play. [18:25] D10> ::leaves the room with the mirror:: Ensign, alert the brig to prepare a cell for our friend here. I'll take him down myself. [18:26] ::goes through the door and heads for the turbo lift:: [18:26] ::arches an eyebrow at that statement, but refrains from turning his head to look at the Captain, instead beginning to feed power to the ECCM in case anybody in the Badlands decides they want to sneak up on the ship:: [18:26] ::walks over to Ragarok and watches what he is doing:: [18:26] D10> En_Smith> Yes sir, but alone....is that wise? [18:26] D10> I can handle it, alert the brig [18:26] ::watches the plasma storms in the holographic tank, almost hypnotised:: [18:26] {{Why...why hasn't the captain...}} ::starts to feel dizzy and nauseous:: [18:26] En_Smith> Yes sir [18:26] ::idely is tapping on the sensors:: Oh, Jolan Tru, Cadet [18:26] D10> ::to the mirror:: Down the hall to the Turbolift, now! [18:26] what are you doing? [18:27] ::continues preperations:: [18:27] Ensign Kile, seen as your not to familiar with this ship I want you to practise battle tactics while we wait. Simulated of course. [18:27] <<::wonders why everyone is suddenly oblivious to the CEO of the ship::>> [18:27] ::heads to the lift:: Mr. Daren you are making a mistake. [18:27] ::enters TL with Prisoner:: Brig Level! [18:27] ::helps TPrax up:: {{ What?}} [18:27] ::starts, then looks up:: Errr... aye, sir. Right away. ::turns and clears the left portion of his console:: [18:27] ::exits TL:: Sure I am, keep moving. [18:28] ::turns to face the rear of the bridge and notes the slumped T'Prax:: Major? Take T'Prax to sickbay will you. [18:28] ::can't think straight enough to make telepathic comments:: [18:28] ::steps into the turbolift:: [18:29] ::look down at the phaser to adjust the power setting:: [18:29] ::checks hyposprays then med tricroders, then autosutures, then dermal regenerators:: [18:29] ::Wonders why the captain told the Major to take TPrax tot he sickbay and not her:: [18:29] ::notes the ensign looking away, raising both fists above his head he brings them down as hard as he can on Daren:: [18:29] ::loads a combat simulation into the left side of his console and runs it:: [18:29] ::looks at Ian's worried face:: I need you at tactical Ensign. [18:30] ::falls hard on the floor of the turbolift:: [18:30] Ah, see, even the Badlands cannot stop my genius. The signal appears to be... roughly Federation in origin, but a bit off... [18:30] ::frowns:: Very well sir [18:30] {{I'll talk to you later, Imzadi. Get well.}} ::sighs heading for tactical:: [18:30] could that be because it is a mirror ship? [18:31] Aur...urel??? ::can't think straight anymore, and starts to become somewhat delirious:: [18:31] ::steadies Prax:: Easy there, Lieutenant. ::begins guiding him to sickbay:: [18:31] Yes... it is consistent with that universe's signal structure. ::calling over to Bentall:: Sir, I think it's a mirror ship distress call. [18:31] ::turns her head slightly to watch TPrax and the major:: [18:32] ::looks at the major:: tha's no our tapain. [18:32] ::looks down at the slumped form of Daren:: Sorry Ensign. Computer, halt the turbolift. ::the lift comes to a halt, he reaches down and grabs Daren's comm badge and then climbs up into the turbo lift shaft, he begins to wander towards sickbay at an adjoining jeffries tube:: [18:32] ::finishes the basic combat simulation, frowns slightly at his score, then shrugs and loads the intermediate simulation:: [18:32] ::watches Prax leave:: Must be all that Vulcan food... [18:32] ::manages to get Prax into sickbay, looking at him strangely:: What's that, Lieutenant. ::looks up:: Sickbay. [18:32] no doubt... [18:32] M> ::notes the medical equipment inventory on a PADD:: [18:32] ::looks up at the Professor:: What have you found out so far? [18:32] <> [18:33] Well, the signal appears to originate from the Federation equivalent from the mirror universe, as near as I can make out. I can clean it up and patch it through to audio, if you like. [18:33] M> ::sees TPrax and Ironside entering and runs over with a med trocorder:: What happened? [18:33] Daren'sBody> urgh... [18:33] Not required. Can you at least identify the ship class? [18:33] ::tries to speak louder:: I sai, tha's no our tapain...tha's the rirror touple ::starts to tip over:: [18:34] M> ::lifts T'Prax up onto the biobed and lays him out:: I'm not entirely sure....but he seems to be slightly....drunk. [18:34] ::grins to himself as a particularly wild evasive maneuver works perfectly in the simulation, leaving the simulated enemy flat-footed:: [18:34] M> Drunk? ::scans TPrax with the tricorder thoroughly:: What are you trying to tell us? i can't understand you. [18:35] M> I no drunk...::sctraches at a greenish-purple pustle, bursting it and sneezes violently:: danger, no our tapain. leach lieaf me. we die wif... [18:35] Ha! Of course... general shape and configuration is similar to a D'Sedrin... I mean, a Sovereign class. [18:35] can I try cleaning out the transmission, Proff... it would be good practice. [18:35] ::looks over the tactical station, checking weaposn and tactical scans:: [18:36] ::steps aside:: Be my guest, Cadet. Remember there isn't just one source of disturbance to compensate for, the Badlands is full of them. [18:36] M> ::finishes scan then turns to Ironside:: can you make out what he's trying to say? [18:36] ::smiles and then nods quickly to cover it up:: Understood. [18:36] ::nods and goes to the engineering counsel to begin:: [18:36] ::makes a desicion:: +taps+ Senior staff to the conference lounge. ::closes the channel:: Ensigns Ian and Kile, I want you there as well. ::rises and heads over to the lounge:: [18:37] ::finishes the intermediate simulation and makes an excited sound at seeing his score:: [18:37] M>::tries to stand up:: You idios, that man ifn't taptain Benshall...is'f thedtroubl. [18:37] Er? Oh! Errr... yes, sir. Right away. [18:37] M> ::gets hypospray and fills it up with an anti- allergent:: It seems to be some kind of alleergic reaction, extreme but still just an allergic reasction. [18:37] ::scoops up his parts before wandering into the conference lounge:: [18:37] ::pouts and mutters to herself:: they always forget about the cadets... [18:37] CR> ::sits in Prax's usual chair:: [18:37] CR> ::sits down and waits for the others:: [18:38] M> +taps+ Barnes to Bentall, I'm dealing with a patient right now, i can't come immediately [18:38] ::secures his console and hands it off to his relief, then hurries toward the CR:: [18:38] ::heads for the conference room:: [18:38] ::shakes his head at Prax and gives the Doctor a shrug:: I'll be back to check on him later. ::leaves the sickbay and heads for the nearest turbolift:: [18:38] ::tries to follow the major to the lounge:: exopse the devil...mus. [18:38] ::opens his eyes slightly, not totally conscious:: [18:38] CR> +taps+ No problem Doctor [18:38] CR> ::enters quickly and finds a seat:: [18:38] CR> ::stands off int he back:: [18:38] ::works on clearing up the audio signal:: [18:38] *>::presses the call button at the turbolift and waits patiently:: [18:39] +taps+ Major Ironside, do you plan on joining us anytime soon? [18:39] *>::pushes the doctor away and stumbles out of sickbay:: Must get...to expose tapain. [18:39] CR> ::continues to work on his device:: [18:39] *> ::grabs TPrax:: you are in no condition to go anywhere [18:39] +taps+ I'm waiting for the turbolift, Captain. It seems to be stuck. One moment. ::begins tapping on the panel, rerouting commands to get the lift moving again:: [18:40] CR> ::looks around at the unsuspecting fools before him:: While we wait, Ensign Kile, Status on the Helm? [18:40] *>::stumbles into the back of the major waiting on the lift:: must expose....too mushy pain...taptain notweal. [18:40] *> ::injects Tprax with a weak sedative and starts dragging him back to sickbay:: [18:41] TL> ::hears the lift start moving again:: [18:41] ::crawls into the armoury and wonders why the security systems haven't detected him, using his command authorization he opens a storage crate and aquires a phaser before crawling back into the tube and heading for the bridge conference lounge:: [18:41] *>::watches the turbolift doors open and is about to step in when he sees Ensign Daren crumpled on the floor:: Bloody hell ::quickly moves in and checks the Ensign:: [18:41] TL> ::can barely move or even open his eyes:: [18:41] We're 20,000 clicks from the plasma wavefront, sir. Helm is secured, and being watched by Ensign Linley. [18:41] {{ai'isha...helup me..plwease I saw the sign, and it opened up my wallet to the greenish purple dragon flying outside the ship...}} [18:41] << CR> >> [18:42] M> ::put Trax on biobed and puts a restraining field around him then wakes him up:: [18:42] <> [18:42] CR> ::nods:: When we are done in here I want you to lay in a course for the source of the signal. Professor, you will provide Kile with the coordinates. [18:42] TL> Ensign! ::attempts to arouse Daren:: +taps+ Medical emergency, turbolift car six! [18:42] CR> ::nods:: Yes, sir. ::glances over at tr'Ragarok:: [18:42] M>::wakes up violently:: AAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!, You didots. The Taptain of Arabia is in the mud puddle of droom. Must expose the nan-borg for what it watns to be! [18:42] CR>::Wonders, worried at her husbands message:: [18:43] CR> ::looks over at Ian:: Ensign I want you to check and double check our shields and weapons. Have them ready for anything. [18:43] CR> ::nods:: Will do... in the meantime, my Ragarok Quantum Particle Oscillator nears completion! [18:43] M> ::grabs another hypospray and injects it into TPrax, it seems to be countering the affects of the delerium and allergic reaction:: [18:43] TL> ::opens his eyes and see's Ironside, still groggy, can't speak:: [18:43] CR> Your what? ::looks concerned:: [18:43] CR> ::Nods her head:: Yes sir. [18:44] TL> For Heaven's sake....::grabs Daren and lifts him up over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, heading back in the direction of sickbay:: [18:44] CR> ::enters the room and sits on the floor:: [18:44] M> Oh crap ::grabs a medkit and runs towards the medical emergency:: [18:44] CR> The RQPO will do everything you asked... be able to detect different quantum signatures, and hook up to a transporter to send personel from another universe back... is there a problem with my experiment? [18:44] M>::enters sickbay just in time to have Barnes run into him and Daren:: [18:44] M>::relaxes but still speaks in a trance:: doctor...if you can hear this...please remove the sedative...muist get to the bridge...remove restraints...please...::becomes unconscious:: [18:45] CR> ::looks over at Ragarok, semi-horrified:: [18:45] CR> ::looks at Ragarok:: is it going to blow up the ship? [18:45] CR> ::gets a thoughtful look:: Is it possible to make one big enough to send an entire ship through? [18:45] M> Don't ask. I just found him comatose in the lift. ::places Daren down beside Prax:: [18:45] CR> ::looks over to Bentall, even more horrified:: [18:45] CR> ::holds it up:: Why, the RQPO will revolutionize alternate universe detection! What? A whole ship? Well, with enough power and a big enough array, I suppose... but not this handheld model. [18:45] CR> ::looks at the Captian:: [18:45] CR> ::wonders at the captain asking her to check photon torpedoes after she had just finished:: [18:45] CR> And there's no way it could blow up the ship... I think [18:45] *> ::goes over to Darren and scans him as he always does:: [18:46] CR> ::looks back at Ragarok:: I'm sure you could find a way... [18:46] {Aurel-rel-el-l, don't let the captain take us-s-s to the bad-ad-adlands-ands-nds-ds-s}} [18:46] CR> ::smiles:: Excellent. Ok. Professor. What do we need to do to the ship to keep it in one piece while going through all the disruptions in the badlands? Engineering will be in on this I assume? [18:46] M> ::frowns, something clicking:: What was it that Prax was saying....? [18:46] CR> ::grins at Oswald:: I am a Genius, aren't I? [18:46] M> ::takes out a medical device that emits a pretty blue light and starts passing it over Darrens head:: [18:47] SB> ::eyes move rapidly back and forth...bleeding a bit from the temple:: [18:47] CR> Why would we possibly go there. It's too dangerous. [18:47] CR> ::smiles sweetly:: no.. [18:47] CR> ::thinks:: Metaphasic shielding should be sufficient, although scanners and other systems will still be hampered. [18:47] CR> ::tries to imagine a ship bouncing back and forth between universes and shudders:: [18:47] M> ::looks from Prax to Daren, and frowns more deeply:: I have to get to the conference lounge doctor. Notify me immediately if either of these two become conscious. ::turns and exits, once more heading for the turbolift:: [18:47] M> Ironside, do this for 5 minutes ::gesturing to the device he is holdign and passing over the head of darren:: i got to go see TPrax :: gives device to Ironside:: [18:47] CR> Ensign Ian, prepare that at once. Dismissed. [18:48] ::rises and heads back out onto the bridge:: [18:48] CR> ::stands up and heads back for the Bridge, musing:: [18:48] CR> ::stands and takes his device along:: Just a few more adjustments... [18:48] CR> ::looks at Ragarok:: he's even more insane than you Prof. [18:48] ::enters the TL:: Bridge. ::reaches down and opens the holster on his PPP, flicking off the safety catch and then closing the holster flap again, crossing his arms:: [18:48] M> Fine! Leave! Computer, Activate EMH EMH> Please state the nature of the medical emergency [18:49] CR> What? Commander Bentall? I'm sure he knows what he's doing... he did entrust me with the building of this device, no? [18:49] M> Take care of him ::points to Darren then goes over to Tprax with a antisedative in a hypospray:: [18:49] Ensign Kile Take us in. As fast as safely possible. Ensign Ian prepare to hail the other vessel when we are in weapons and communications range. [18:49] CR> ::starts laughing:: [18:49] ::relieves Ensign Linley and unsecures the Helm:: Aye, sir. ::engages impulse engines:: [18:49] CR> ::leaves for the bridge:: fine I'll check the weapons but he's crazy. [18:49] M> ::injects it into TPrax:: Now you can talk, what do you want to tell me? [18:49] ::exits the CR and transmits data to helm and tactical:: [18:50] ::waits till the voices stop, crawls out into the lounge and waits for the approriate moment to storm out onto the bridge:: [18:50] ::goes back to the bridge:: [18:50] ::exits out onto the bridge, arms still crossed:: Are we in a rush, Captain? Starfleet has allotted a full two weeks for this mission. Shouldn't we spend more time studying our route....? [18:50] ::loads his initial wavefront entry course, then brings up Ragarok's coordinates:: Entering Badlands... mark! [18:50] M>>::tries to get off the biobed but runs into the restraint field:: Docotr...this is hardly necessary...::slowly starts to realize what has just occured:: But it does appear that you have cleared up my reaction. [18:50] ::almost immediately adjusts the course to avoid a plasma flare, then starts a long slow bank toward Ragarok's coordinates:: [18:51] Yes, sir. ::checks weapons and shields:: [18:51] M> ::presses button and restraint field goes down:: Sorry i forgot. [18:51] M>::then remembers his rantings:: I must speak to Major Ironside, immediately! [18:52] M> Well, he's up in the conference room with everyone else. [18:52] ::opens his eyes and sits up slowly with an intense headache:: Wh-What the hell happened? Doctor...Doctor Barnes! 12=.\ction= A few moments pass and the ship comes into weapons and communications range. [18:52] M> +taps+ Major Ironside: This is T'Prax, I must meet with you in my Engineering Office Immedately! This is an emergency. [18:52] ::starts to sweat a bit, having to almost constantly vary the ship's course on the approach:: Target coming into visual range... mark. ::points the holographic tank in the proper direction:: [18:52] M> ::see's the EMH:: Doctor Barnes, what happened? [18:53] M> ::hears Darren's calls and turns around:: Lie down, its a major concussion, i'll have to check you again but you'll need to be released from here on inactive duty, most likely. [18:53] ::inconspicuously moves towards the Mission Ops console, keeping his eyes focused on the Captain:: +taps+ Lieutenant, we are entering a potentially hostile situation at the moment. This is not the time....::reaches down and makes a few adjustments to the console:: [18:53] Go meet with him Major. I can handle this. [18:53] M> I do not know what happened, it appears as thought someone hit you over the head, hard. [18:54] ::groans silently as he begins to realize what's happening:: [18:54] We're within range, captain. ::hails the mirror ship:: [18:54] M> ::rubs his head:: Its real hard to think straight...the prisoner got away from me, I was too careless [18:54] ::absent other orders, starts a varying orbit around the other ship:: [18:54] ::purses his lips and looks down at the mission ops console, making one or two last adjustments before turning towards the turbolift:: Very well. ::enters:: Engineering. [18:54] M> ::sighs:: +taps+ Sir, I realize that, but this has something to do with the man currently sitting in the command chair. And I dare not discuss it over an open comm channel. Please, for the sake of the ship, meet me in Engineering, immediately. [18:54] ::rises:: +taps+ To unknown vessel, this is Commander Bentall of the United Confederation Starship Coronado. We are responding to your distress signal. [18:55] M> ::takes hypospray and injects it into Darren:: this will help you with the pain but you need rest and lots of it. [18:55] TL> +taps+ I'm on my way, Lieutenant. [18:55] M>::turns to the doctor:: I must go to Engineering immediately, will you and daren please accompany me, for my own safety of course . [18:55] ::looks over his shoulder at Bentall, frowning a bit:: [18:55] ::thinks it's traitorous helping the mirror ship and danderous:: [18:55] ::begins some scans:: Maybe I can get a good reading on the mirror universe's quantum particle signature... [18:56] M> ::turns to Tprax:: Darren's not going anywhere except for his quarters but i will accompany you. [18:56] ::hovers the Coro near the other ship, keeping her edge on, presenting a minimal target to enemy weapons:: [18:56] M>::nods and walks over to Daren:: Can you have two of your security guards meet us outside Engineering? [18:56] Other Captain> ::face appears on the view screen:: This is Commander Valk of the Imperial Starship Hood. We come from what you refer to as the mirror universe to request asylum in your space. [18:56] M> ::looks over the info on his biobed:: The prisoner has one hell of a hit [18:57] ::groans again as he hears the other captain:: [18:57] ::strokes his beard:: The Hood? Fascinating. [18:57] E> ::exits the turbolift and crosses into main engineering, taking a quick glance at the warp core before looking around for T'Prax:: [18:57] M>::looks at the doctor and nods:: Let's go. ::walks out of Sickbay and enters turbolift:: Engineering. [18:57] ::looks over at Ragarok with one eye, the other still constantly adjusting the Coro's position:: Why's that? [18:57] ::wonders why they would be seeking asylum:: [18:58] ::arcs an eyebrow in disgust:: Asylum? Not going to happen you traitorous scum. ::momentarily forgeting where he is:: Ensign Ian close the channel. Lock all weapons on that ship and prepare to fire at my command! [18:58] M> ::looks back at Darren:: He seems to be a man of conviction, but what he's after, i can only imagine. but you need to go to your quarters ::follows TPrax w/ hypospray in hand:: [18:58] ::looks at Bentall and blinks:: [18:58] ::looks at Bentall and gasps:: [18:58] ::mutters to himself:: Traitorous? [18:58] ::mutters about having a bad feeling:: [18:58] E>::finally enters Engineering:: Sorry I am late Major, in here. ::looks at the 2 guards:: You stand guard, do not let anyone in except at my command. [18:58] ::turning to face Kile:: It's an odd parallel... almost as if parallels attract like... ::totally misses Bentall's outburst:: 12=.\ction= The real bentall has had enough and bursts out of the lounge to level his phaser at the mirror Bentall. [18:59] M> ::lays down on the biobed:: I'm Dizzy doctor...mind if I stay here a bit? [18:59] ::closes the channel and gets ready to fire weapons:: [18:59] Belay that order Ensign! [18:59] ::looks over:: Oh, hello, Commander. [18:59] <> [18:59] Belay that order Ensign! [18:59] ::eyes completely bug out, looking from one Bentall to the other:: [18:59] ::goes back to working on his device:: [18:59] ::looks over at the real Bentall:: +taps+ Security to the bridge. We have an intruder! [18:59] ::looks back and forth at the two Bentalls, confused:: [19:00] M> Nah, if you need anything just call :: and notices TPrax is gone:: oh well. ::walks into office and sits:: [19:00] Ummm... errr... ::eyes keep shifting from one Bentall to the other, then asks uncertainly:: Ragarok? [19:00] ::looks up at Kile:: Yes, Ensign? [19:01] ::approaches the imposter:: Games up Bentall. Call it off. [19:01] ::looks at Ragarok:: is that experiment ready? [19:01] M> Thanks Doc...::lays back:: Why's the room spinning? ::closes his eyes and drifts to sleep:: [19:01] Errr... sorry to bother you and everything sir, but... ::one finger flicks uncertainly from one Bentall to the other, watching with his eyes wide:: [19:01] *** Joins: Klink (reaver@Star7096.ktchnr1.on.wave.home.com) 12Computer recognizes Klink. Authorization and command codes enabled. [19:01] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +o Klink [19:01] ::approaches the imposter:: Games up Bentall. Call it off. [19:02] ::looks at the two figures:: Yes, it's Commander Bentall and Commander Bentall. Now, almost done with the RQPO... [19:02] *** Quits: MJMC_Ironside (Polaris.WA.US.StarChat.Net StarGate.FL.US.StarChat.Net ) [19:02] *** Quits: ObsJuliet (Polaris.WA.US.StarChat.Net StarGate.FL.US.StarChat.Net ) [19:02] *** Quits: LTEN_TPrax (Polaris.WA.US.StarChat.Net StarGate.FL.US.StarChat.Net ) [19:02] *** Quits: LCCO_Bentall (Polaris.WA.US.StarChat.Net StarGate.FL.US.StarChat.Net ) [19:02] *** Joins: FD (reaver@Star7096.ktchnr1.on.wave.home.com) 12Computer recognizes FD. Authorization and command codes enabled. [19:02] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +o FD [19:02] *** FD is now known as MJMC_Ironside [19:03] <> [19:03] M> ::calls the chemical up onto his screen:: Computer, run simultation, a sample Neuro Toxin 541 in brain tissue of the frontal lobe against New Subtance, Barnesine [19:03] *** Joins: LTEN_TPrax (USSCoronad@Star6261.splitrock.net) 12Computer recognizes LTEN_TPrax. Authorization codes enabled. [19:03] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v LTEN_TPrax [19:03] *** Parts: MJMC_Ironside (reaver@Star7096.ktchnr1.on.wave.home.com) [19:03] EO> Major, it is my belief that the Bentall in command of this ship is the mirror Bentall. Do not ask me to explain it. All I know is, when I had my allergic reaction, I was able to sense his mind un like before, and it wasn't the same bentall that I have come to respect. All I snesed was evil intent on this ship. [19:03] <> [19:03] *** Joins: MJMC_Ironside (reaver@Star7096.ktchnr1.on.wave.home.com) 12Computer recognizes MJMC_Ironside. Authorization and command codes enabled. [19:03] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +o MJMC_Ironside [19:03] EO> Major, it is my belief that the Bentall in command of this ship is the mirror Bentall. Do not ask me to explain it. All I know is, when I had my allergic reaction, I was able to sense his mind un like before, and it wasn't the same bentall that I have come to respect. All I snesed was evil intent on this ship. [19:03] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +o Real_Bentall [19:03] ::makes a sort of stranngled choking sound, still pointing at the two Bentalls:: But! Sir! [19:03] <> [19:03] ::attn:: [19:03] <<::is seeing double::>> [19:03] :;attn:: [19:03] ::attn:: [19:04] ::attn:: [19:04] ::attn:: [19:04] ::attn:: [19:04] ::attn:: [19:04] *** Joins: Fraser (reaver@Star7096.ktchnr1.on.wave.home.com) 12Computer recognizes Fraser. Authorization and command codes enabled. [19:04] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +o Fraser