[18:02] You bet. LCARS, lets get going on this wonderful sim shall we. [18:02] * CoroLCARS 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= 12CRXO_Bentall has called: ATTENTION ON DECK 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= [18:02] ::attn:: [18:02] ::attn:: [18:02] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= Sim in progress! ' [18:02] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [18:02] ::attn:: [18:02] ::attn:: [18:02] ::attn:: [18:02] ::attn:: [18:02] ::attn:: [18:02] ::attn:: [18:02] ::attn:: [18:03] Welcome, everyone, and happy Memorial Day to the Americans in the group. :) In my continuing Memorial Day tradition, I would like to have a moment of silence for all of the men and women who have died to protect the freedoms we enjoy in the U.S.A., including the freedom to sim. [18:03] Non-Americans are not required to participate, but I hope you'll respect the custom. :) [18:04] *** Garstini has joined #uss-coronado [18:04] 12Welcome aboard U.S.S. Coronado, Garstini! Your visitor's authorization codes have been enabled. [18:04] 12Garstini = Lieutenant Aesir Lisbon, Former Executive Officer, On Leave of Absense. [18:04] Thank you. :) Tonight's liable to be a fairly quiet, character-based sim -- I was counting on a fairly small crowd. ;) [18:04] *** Garstini has quit IRC (Quit: Death is but a door, time is but a window. I'll be back. ) [18:04] I think I'll jump right into the sim briefing, and have the recognitions done as part of the sim. :) [18:05] 12=Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... [18:05] *** Garstini has joined #uss-coronado [18:05] 12Welcome aboard U.S.S. Coronado, Garstini! Your visitor's authorization codes have been enabled. [18:05] 12Stardate 240005.29: "Songbird" , Part 1, by Jester. [18:05] 12SUMMARY: When it rains, people stand under the closest umbrella... all kinds of people. An old friend of the Dejat family. [18:05] 12Coronado managed to successfully return from her mission in the past. However, the damage to the ship was extensive in the process. We are still in the process of repairs -- in particular, slipstream propulsion is down, main power is off-line, and Engineering is generally a mess. Fortunately, a Mobile Repair Facility, the Pearl, is nearby. [18:05] 12With the assistance of the Pearl and her repair tenders, repairs to the ship are proceeding. In the meantime, a significant Starfleet presence (including the entire bulk of the 5th Fleet Task Group 5.5) has gathered. The reason: not only are patrol ships still being shifted to this part of the Romulan border, but a terrorist organization called Omega is active here. [18:05] 12Starfleet has had run-ins with Omega before, most recently during the failed coup of Admiral Za'Kal. This time, Omega seems focused on the Romulans; it is possible that tr'Idran was or is involved with them somehow. Due to the disruption in the area, the show of strength will remain, and a number of civilian vessels are also nearby, taking advantage of the Starfleet presense. [18:05] 12Garstini = Lieutenant Aesir Lisbon, Former Executive Officer, On Leave of Absense. [18:05] ack? [18:05] ack [18:05] ack [18:05] <> [18:05] ack [18:05] <> [18:05] ack [18:05] ack [18:06] <<::chuckles, noting a continuity error in his log::>> [18:06] ack [18:06] ack [18:06] Straightforward, I hope. :) Any questions? [18:07] none here [18:07] None here. [18:07] nope [18:07] ::slaps a hand over her mouth:: [18:07] ::waits for the inevitable Dejat question:: ;) [18:07] none sir. [18:07] Dejat asked his in private ;) [18:08] Ah, OK. ::chuckles:: Lovely. Let's sim! [18:08] * CPCO_LoraKor 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= 12 =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM START =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= [18:08] SB>::looks over the six torpedo tubes resting on the deck of the shuttlebay, noting the name on each one more time before he begins:: [18:08] ::sits in his chair on the command dias looking over a couple of departmental reports:: [18:08] SB-RR> ::makes one final adjustment on his dress uniform:: [18:09] Quarters> ::makes a few final adjustments to his uniform, looking in the mirror:: [18:09] 12=.\ction= In Engineering, the warpcore is a slow, steady heartbeat. It is also, incidentally, one of the few systems not taken apart and under repair under the direction of Mr. T'Prax's Engineering team. The ship is generally in a low power mode. [18:09] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:09] ::looks down at his console, skimming over the repair list proceedings for what seems like the hundredth time:: We certainly did manage to get ourselves scraped fairly badly, didn't we. ::doesn't phrase as a question, but more of a wry statement:: [18:09] E>::pulls himself out from under the Slipstream drive console, covered in soot:: That conversion did more damage than I thought. [18:09] *** Pythona has joined #uss-coronado [18:09] SB> ::makes herself somewhat useful to the tech crews:: [18:09] SB> ::walks out of the briefing room into the main shuttlebay and looks at the assembled Marine and Exploration officers loitering about:: [18:09] <> [18:10] ::looks up at Dejat:: Agreed. But what else is new. [18:10] SB> ::consults the chronometer on the wall as the time slowly ticks down, checks his pocket for a whistle:: [18:10] Quarters> ::adjusts his collar:: How did this thing get so tight, I'll have to look into it... [18:10] *** Pythona has quit IRC (Client exited ) [18:10] SB> ::looks out upon the assembled officers and nods:: I think we can begin. [18:11] ::chuckles:: My good Commander, very little. ::grins:: [18:11] M> ::sitting in his chair, working as he normally does, doing something on a PADD:: [18:11] Quarters> ::looks over at the computer display:: Ah, I don't want to be late. [18:11] SB> ::gets into position next to his squadron:: [18:11] ::grins:: But knowing Mr. TPrax, we'll be ship shape in no time. [18:12] SB> ::brushes off her dress uniform as she follow her trusty mentor Jenkins:: [18:12] 12=.\ction= The Starfleet ships continue to patrol in an ever-widening circle around the hole in the Romulan border. A number of civilian ships are also nearby, hopping from one Starfleet group to the next, taking advantage of cover. [18:12] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:12] Quarters> ::exits into the corridor, enters turbolift:: Bridge! [18:12] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:12] E> {{I believe the captain thinks I'll have this ship completely functional, he will not be very happy Ai'isha}} [18:12] SB> Private>::'blows' the electronic whistle to attention:: [18:12] ::glances down at his panel, noting the varying ships, one catching his eye:: {Now that's interesting...} [18:12] ::steps off on to the bridge, looking around abit before quietly taking the tactical station:: [18:12] SB> ::snaps to attention, listening to the resounding click of shoes on the shuttlebay deck:: [18:12] ::thinks back:: Course this is minor compared to to the damage sustained from the entity a few months back. [18:13] {{Why, what's the matter?}} ::checking tactical station 2:: [18:13] SB> ::snaps to attention:: [18:13] RR> ::sits in his Ready Room, drinking tea and reading a Starfleet Intelligence report on the tr'Idran business:: [18:13] ::turns at the arrival of Daren:: Greeting Lieutenant. [18:13] SB> ::looks over the attending officers and begins:: Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered here today to pay homage those who have given the ultimate sacrifice for the Federation, and for freedom. [18:13] ::performs a more comprehensive scan of the vessel, noting that it has had a rather rough ride, many of its systems damaged:: [18:14] E> {{There is more damage here than the computer stated. I need to completely overhaul Slipstream Engineering}} ::climbs under the next console and rips out burned out circuits and gelpacks:: [18:14] ::smiles to the First Officer:: Another day, another dollar..eh? [18:14] *** Garstini is now known as Garstini|Diablo [18:14] ::nods and smiles:: Always Lieutenant, always. [18:14] {{Oh dear! Well is quiet here at the moment.}} [18:14] SB> ::casts a sidelong glance at the torpedo tubes:: [18:15] ::turns his back briefly to the rest of the bridge and looks over the tactical systems:: [18:15] SB> The fought not only to save Professor Ragarok, but also the future in which we live. We owe them our gratitude, our thanks, and our own lives. [18:15] <> [18:15] ::turns to Bentall:: Commander, I don't know if you're aware or not, but there are quite a few civilian ships flitting about in the area. One of them in particular has suffered some rather heavy damage. [18:15] ::quietly listening to the ceremony through a small earphone:: [18:15] E> ::makes the Vulcan gesture of smiling to himself:: {{I believe I know why I chose you as my mate}} +taps+ TPrax to bridge [18:16] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:16] SB> ::sniffs slightly:: [18:16] ::checks tactical sensors:: It looks like those ships have suffered attack from medium plasma fire. [18:16] SB> ::brings up his bible and reads:: The Lord is my sheperd; I shall not want. He maketh me lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. [18:16] {{Oh and why is that?}} ::grinning to herself:: [18:16] ::looks over at Dejat and holds up his hand:: +taps+ Bridge here Lieutenant. [18:16] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:17] *** Pythona has joined #uss-coronado [18:17] SB> He restoreth my soul; he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Yeah, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear now evil: for thou art with me; they rod and they staff they comfort me. [18:17] ::starts scan for lifeforms:: [18:18] SB> Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever. [18:18] ::looks at the console, thinking she say something:: Self: must be seeing things. [18:18] ::looks down to Bentall, ready to report the conclusions of the sensor sweep:: [18:18] SB> ::closes the Good Book and returns his gaze to the torpedoes:: We salute you, our fallen comrades. ::brings up his hand in a crisp salute:: [18:18] SB> ::sharply salutes:: [18:19] SB> ::salutes:: [18:19] ::shakes his head as TPrax doesn't respond:: How bad is the damage Commander Dejat? [18:19] SB> ::holds the salute, looking at each torpedo in turn:: [18:19] 12=.\ction= The torpedoes deploy in series, floating out of the shuttlebay before their thrusters fire them in the general direction of deep space. [18:19] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:19] ::nods his head to Daren:: He's better equipped to tell you, sir. [18:19] ::looks up at Daren:: Lieutenant? [18:20] Honour guard, at-arms! [18:20] E> ::continues to rip out circuits: +taps+ Sir, there is no logical way of getting the damaged repaired in time. [18:20] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:20] *** Pythona has quit IRC (Client exited ) [18:20] ::nods:: Sir, I'm reading 6 life forms on board...two injured greatly...among the injured are a human in some kind of stasis and a Cardassian. The four remaining life forms are also is stasis. [18:20] +taps+ Understood Lieutenant. Please calculate new estimates. [18:20] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:20] RR> ::looks up as he notices a flash of light, then watches the torpedoes:: Vas'te ja'na. Ex'haî. [18:20] Fire! ::flinches ever so slightly as the plasma rounds blast down the deck and out the shuttlebay:: Fire! ::again:: Fire! ::once more:: [18:21] ::nods at Daren:: +taps+ Bentall to LoraKor [18:21] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:21] E> +taps+ Aye sir, TPrax out. [18:21] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:21] RR> ::turns off the report:: +taps+ Lora Kor here, Commander. [18:21] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:21] The ships comm system has been damaged, but I may be able to get a message through...::smiles:: [18:21] ::salutes down the deck once more, then turns around:: The ceremony is ended. Let us return to our duties, always to remember their sacrifice. [18:22] SB> ::stares out the shuttlebay doors, in a lone corner of his mind, wonders if it triggered the security system:: [18:22] ::Closes the audio link witht eh ceremony and puts the earphone away:: [18:22] SE> ::finishes ripping out the innards of the consoles:: Alright ladies and gentlemen, I'm going to the bridge to shut down the Slipstream drive from all systems. Give me a list of all the replacement parts, and send it up there. ::walks out:: {{Ai'isha, watch out.}} [18:22] +taps+ Sorry to bother you sir but there is a heavily damaged civillian ship out there with 6 life forms aboard. You may wnat to have a look at it. On a side note Lieutenant TPrax has informed me that his original repair estimates were way off and he is currently calulating new ones. [18:22] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:22] Make it so Lieutenant Daren. [18:22] RR> ::stands up and slips his teacup into the replicator, then crosses to the Bridge:: [18:23] SB> ::salutes toward the doors once more and then to the Major:: [18:23] No bother, Commander. ::heads for the holographic tank:: Which one? [18:23] ::perks up at hearing of the Cardassian:: <> [18:23] ::takes a deep breath as the marines begin to disperse, tucking The Bible under his arm and returning Curcio's salute:: [18:23] ::makes a few tweaks to the Coro's communication system...:: I'll have the channel up in just a sec... ::opens hail:: The channel is open sirs! [18:23] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:23] ::points the ship out to the Captain:: That one there sir. 6 life forms. 4 in stasis. [18:23] {{Watch out for what? Trouble on the bridge?}} [18:24] SB> :;does whatever Jenkins does... for she has yet to read up on offical ceremonies...:: [18:24] ::nods to Daren, then looks at Bentall:: Inform Sickbay they're about to have guests. +com+ This is the Starfleet frigate Coronado to the civilian transport off our starboard bow. Do you require assistance? [18:24] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:24] ::makes moment to moment modifications to the comm frequency in order to maintain it:: [18:24] +taps+ Bentall to Barnes [18:24] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:24] *>::enter turbolift:: Bridge {{There will be trouble, by the name of TPrax}} [18:24] SB> ::walks over to the Major:: Major. ::nods:: [18:25] {{Oh oh.}} [18:25] 12=.\ction= The communication frequency opens, but is voice only, and staticky. +com+ Transport Daila to Coronado -- yes, assistance w... --static-- ...elcome. Tell me, do you have... --static-- ...ejat on board? [18:25] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:25] M> ::puts PADD down:: +taps+ Barnes here. [18:25] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:25] ::blinks:: [18:25] SB>::returns Curcio's nod:: Lieutenant. ::pauses for a moment:: I've contacted Starfleet, we should have replacement Spectres by the end of the week. [18:25] Captain...I know that voice. [18:25] ::looks up at the speaker:: huh? [18:25] ::enters bridge and nods to Aurel:: {{You look lovely this evening}} [18:26] +taps+ Stand bye for incoming civillian wounded Doctor. Some may be in stasis pods still. [18:26] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:26] M> +taps+ Aye [18:26] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:26] SB> ::swallows and nods:: Thank you, sir. And the.. the reserve pilots, sir? [18:26] ::looks at Dejat:: Seems like you have a friend on that ship Commander. [18:26] ::looks over his shoulder at Dejat before continuing:: +com+ Daila, your entire transmission not received, but if you're asking for Fornan Dejat, yes, he's right here with me. ::indicates Dejat should speak:: [18:26] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:26] ::turns to the transporter system:: Transport sensors are ready for transport when ready... [18:26] ::returns the nod::{{Flattery will get you nowhere and anywhere.}} [18:27] SB> ::purses his lips slightly:: One replacement pilot. But seeing as Lane isn't assigned to the Thunderbirds, you'll be back at full strength. [18:27] ::looks up:: This is Fornan Dejat. Is that you, Taj? [18:28] 12=.\ction= The transport ship, the Daila, swings toward the Pearl and the docked Coronado. It is trailing plasma fire from one nacelle and is generally in poor shape. [18:28] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:28] ::punches his console:: Captain. Can you come here please. {{Vulcans do not flatter, they are only honest}} [18:28] M> ::stands up and walks into the main section of sickbay and motions towards Ross:: Get Ready, we're gonna be busy for a little while. [18:28] ::mutters:: She's in really bad shape... [18:28] 12=.\ction= +com+ ::laughter:: Indeed it is. Captain, you... --static-- ...assistan... --static-- ...most helpful. [18:28] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:28] ::looks at TPrax:: Can it wait Lieutenant. We're kinda of in the middle of somthing. [18:28] ::turns to Captain Lora Kor:: Sir, shall I transport the statis pods to Sickbay? Just the wounded? [18:28] {{sorry. thank you for the compliment, Imzadi, my mind was elsewhere.}} [18:28] SB> ::nods:: I'll look for his file this evening. ::turns to leave and pauses:: Thank you, sir. For the ceremony. ::briskly walks back away:: [18:29] ::grins:: Well I'll be a water carver...Captain, I must implore you to render aid to that vessel. [18:29] ::frowns slightly:: +com+ Daila, stand by. We're going to beam your injured aboard. ::turns:: Mr. Bentall, Mr. Daren, will you see to it? Commander Dejat, you're about to ask permission to leave the Bridge. [18:29] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:29] ::looks up:: I just wanted to inform the captain that I am removing the Slipstream program from all consoles tied into it. [18:29] ::grins even wider:: I am at that. [18:29] SB> ::softly:: The least we could do to honour them, Lieutenant. ::notes Cadet Oswald and begins making his way over towards her:: [18:29] ::smiles:: Permission is granted. [18:29] {{Ai'isha, What is wrong?}} [18:30] Go ahead Lieutenant. Keep me informed of your progress. I'll share the info with the Captain. [18:30] ::nods:: Thank you, Captain. ::stands and walk-jogs over to the TL:: Transporter room. [18:30] ::turns back to the view screen:: [18:30] +taps+ T'Prax, stand by. I'm going to come to you. Bridge out. ::turns to Bentall and nods:: You have the Bridge, Commander. I'll be in Engineering. [18:30] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:30] ::nods at the order and engages transporter beam:: [18:30] {{oh it's nothing. just remembering something from when I was a little girl}} [18:30] SB>::notes Ironside coming towards her, fears the worse and begins looking for a good escape route:: [18:30] SB> ::approaches Oswald:: Cadet. [18:30] 12=.\ction= Five stasis pods and one badly injured Cardassian materialize in Sickbay. One of the stasis pods is damaged. [18:30] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:30] 5Jenkins> ::notices Ironside as well, quickly moves his way to the opposite side of the runabout:: [18:31] SB> ::salutes:: yes sir? [18:31] Transport complete... [18:31] ::turns toward the TL in time to see T'Prax and chuckles:: Hello, Lieutenant. Status report? [18:31] SB> ::notes Jenkins quick departure and frowns and mutters:: oh great... [18:31] SB> ::enters TL:: [18:31] +taps+ Bridge to sickbay, do you have them all? [18:31] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:31] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:31] TR> ::enters into the transporter room:: Renak! ::moves into aid his friend, grinning despite himself:: What happened to you? [18:31] Sir...it will be well into next week. [18:31] TR> ::aids him off the pad:: I thought you said no one could hurt you. [18:31] M> ::sees pods:: +Taps+ Yes we do. [18:31] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:32] TL> ::doesn't feel like talking at all and just keys in his quarters on the control panel:: [18:32] {{Ai'isha...what is the human expression?...spill it?}} [18:32] +taps+ What's the condition of the stasis pods? [18:32] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:32] SB> ::turns his head to glance out the closing shuttlebay doors, then returns his gaze to Oswald:: I hope this has enlightened you somewhat about the lives which marines must live. If you wish to return to engineering duty, now would be the time to request it. [18:32] <> [18:32] SB> :;shakes her head:: no sir... [18:32] {{Later, Trouble. I"ll let you deal with the captain.}} [18:32] <<::grins:: Was just about to let you know to hurry along there. ;)>> [18:33] << ::snaps his fingers and appears in Sickbay with a dinging sound and a flash of light:: >> [18:33] ::turns to Commander Bentall:: Shall I assume Mr. Dejat knows this visitor well and that a Security escort is not nescessary, Sir? Or shall I have one assigned> [18:33] SB> ::nods, throwing a glance at the runabout and Jenkins:: What's the status of the remaining Spectres? [18:33] M> ::goes over to the damaged stasis pod and begins to look over it then turns to Glenn:: Get Mara here, now! ::and he does as Barnes says:: [18:33] ::looks at Daren:: I think Mr. Dejat can handle the visitor Mr. Daren. [18:34] ::frowns slightly at T'Prax:: Is the damage that severe, Lieutenant? Remember, we don't need a full repair here. [18:34] M> So? ::turns to face the other Cardassian:: What did you manage to get yourself into--or maybe someone else out of? [18:34] SB> ::shrugs:; they're pieces of junk, to be brutely honest... they could all use a few upgrades on basic systems, if not a total makeover... [18:34] ::smiles:: Very well sir. [18:34] Just enough to get us through our next mission, and then on to a Starbase. I'd just as soon not deplete Pearl's resources if we don't have to. [18:34] SB> ::with a slight grin:: I was referring to the damage incurred by the Ori, Cadet. Is it repaired? [18:34] ::nods:: Sir, we can not even complete jury rigging, everything was burned beyond repair. And the gelpacks are what we need the most to make anything in Slipstream run. [18:35] SB> ::blushes and nods:: yes sir... the best it's gonna get... perhaps better then when they left... [18:35] 7Taj> ::smiles:: Good to see you too. ::laughs:: And you would not BELIEVE what I've been through. [18:35] M> Considering the things you manage to get yourself into, I think I might at that. [18:36] +taps+ Doctor, status report on the stasis pods please. [18:36] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:36] 7Taj> ::allows one of the interns to help him up onto a biobed:: [18:36] SB> ::nods once more:: Very well then. Good job, Cadet. Keep it up. ::turns and moves away:: Mr. Lightbody! ::calls to a blonde haired marine with his arm in a sling:: [18:36] ::looks over the damaged tactical systems and feels a bit unprotected...a tactical officer's nightmare:: [18:36] SB> Lightbody> Major. ::attempts to salute with the injured arm and winces, then raises the other one:: [18:36] M> ::stands alongside, trying to stay out of the intern's way as he converses:: Is there a short version, or should I just wait for the epic to be published on Earth? [18:36] ::frowns even more, then nods:: Then forget about slipstream for now. We'll get that repaired in a Starbase. Just get me warp drive and everything else we'll need for a straight science mission. [18:36] M> +taps+ They are all intacty but one, which is highly damged. [18:37] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:37] Q> ::takes off his dress uniform and looks for his standard duty uniform:: [18:37] SB> ::hurries over to Jenkins.. quick to get out of Ironside's sight:; don't worry Jenkins... I got him off our backs... ::grins:: [18:37] SB> Thank you for this. ::hands him The Bible and pats him on the shoulder as he walks on:: Give the arm some rest:: [18:37] Warp Drive is ready sir to full capacity. The Jaunt drive components ahve been removed. [18:37] +taps+ Can you handle the damaged pod Doctor or shall I send in an engineering team to assist? [18:37] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:37] 7Taj> ::smiles and shakes his head:: Nothing so grandiose, I'm afraid. My fortunes have... fallen since last you saw me. I am merely trying to raise my capital with Central Command again. [18:38] ::nods:: Very well. Assuming no slipstream, how long? [18:38] M> I take it that life back home is still rather dismal? [18:38] SB> ::enters the nearest turbolift:: Quarters.... [18:38] SB> 5Jenkins> 1 ::grins:: What'd you do to the major to warrant a personal visit? ::grabs a whatchamacallit and adjusts the doodad on the shuttle:: [18:38] M> ::goes over the damaged stasis pod and the badly injured human in it then remebers the other pod with the badly injured Cardy and decides that the human inside the bad pod is beyond help. goes over to the Cardy's pod:: [18:38] Q> ::folds his dress uniform and places it on the dresser:: Computer, retrieve information on the incoming replacement pilot. [18:38] M> 7Taj > ::nods and winces as the intern goes to work on his burns:: Afraid so. ::waves one hand:: Enough about me. I was pleased to hear you had found a home for yourself! [18:39] ::ignores the voices in her head, and checks on the children:: [18:39] *> ::makes his way to his quarters, quickly slipping out of the dress uniform and placing it neatly back in the closet:: [18:39] Slipstream will take the next week sir to repair, we are having to replace all the consoles, bulkheads, and so forth in Slipstream. The hull breach has been temporarily patched up using bits and pieces of damaged consoles and available hull plating. Warp 3 is the best speed we can make without ripping it loss. [18:39] SB> ::shrugs:: I guess transfering to the Marines for one thing... [18:40] Q> ::attaches his second lieutenant's bar:: Computer, transfer the information to the PADD on my desk, please. [18:40] ::nods:: That, I don't mind fixing. Draw whatever tetroburnium you need from Pearl's stores and let's get that repaired. Forget about slipstream for now. We're within shouting distance of our next assignment, anyhow, and I don't relish another week in the company of Omega. [18:40] ::looks over the bridge and the holographic tank showing various ships in the area:: [18:40] Q> ::slips into an off-duty tunic and steps back out of his quarters, heading once again into the turbolift:: Bridge. [18:40] M> ::chuckles:: A home, a life, and a purpose. It's not so bad, really. Most of the Confederation doesn't trust me, but these Starfleet types do, and that makes me worry about them. ::grins wryly at that:: Still keeping up with my talents, Father's doing well. I last spoke to him a month ago. [18:40] SB> ::picks up a tool and begins working on some circuitry:: he's not actually all that scary... when he's not in the same room... [18:40] <> [18:40] Q> ::grabs the PADD as he exits his quarters and enters the TL on the opposite side of the corridor:: [18:40] ::not receiving a response from the doctor he assumes the Doctor has everything under control, turns to face the Captain:: Excuse me Captain, sickbay report one of the pods is damaged but they appear to be taking care of everything. [18:41] <<::chuckles:: Yet another cool-sounding hull alloy. The Delta Flyer is made of it, and I figured it would be fairly common by 2400.>> [18:41] <> [18:41] <<:)>> [18:41] Sorry sir... [18:42] <> [18:42] +taps+ Bentall to Dejat [18:42] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:42] M> 7Taj> ::smiles:: Well, it was lucky for me you've found such a home. [18:42] <> [18:42] SB> 5Jenkins> 1 ::chuckles at Oswald:: So, what do you think of the techonology on these Spectres, eh? Top-of-the line.. ::polishes a holographic emitter with his sleeve:: Awesome ship. [18:42] ::walks over to Daren and hands him a PADD:: Lt, this is what engineering needs, can you send this in a message to the Pearl for me? [18:42] M> ::finally manages to stabilize the Romulan for several moments:: +Taps+ Barnes to Bentall, the human in the damaged pod is dead, if i had only gotten to him an hour sooner but it was just to late. [18:42] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:42] M> ::raises an eyebrow at that:: +taps+ Dejat here, Commander. Can I help you? [18:42] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:43] +taps+ Just wanted to see how our guest was doing? [18:43] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:43] ::takes the PADD:: I sure can...Good Luck down there [18:43] SB> ::arrives back in the shuttlebay:: [18:43] M> ::smiles:: +taps+ Our esteemed guest Renak Taj is doing quite well, Commander. Well, as well as Renak Taj ever does. ::grins:: [18:43] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:43] ::steps out onto the bridge slowly for a moment, and assumes a position near the back, giving the room a good once over:: [18:43] ::smiles genially at T'Prax and Daren's conference, then heads back down to the lower Bridge:: [18:43] +taps+ Understood Doctor [18:43] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:44] SB> ::tries not to laugh to hard:: top-of-the-line two years ago... they need some improvements... ::grins at Jenkins:: starting with new hulls to replace these shot to pieces one... I bet sheilds are the only thing holding em together in space... [18:44] +taps+ Good to hear Commander. Bentall out. [18:44] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:44] M> 7Taj> ::snorts:: Oh, and my respects to your Captain, Fornan Dejat. ::chuckles:: Those Omega... ::shakes his head:: Very poor company. [18:44] Thank you Lt. ::bumps into Aurel:: Sorry {{hehehe}} [18:44] M> ::he sees [18:44] ::looks at the captain:: Doctor Barnes reports the human in the damaged pod is dead. And mr Dejat indicates our guest is doing well. [18:45] M> ::turns his attention back to Taj:: Indeed? Is that why your ship is so...unsightly? [18:45] <> [18:45] SB> 5Jenkins> 1 ::acts flabbergasted:: Whaddayamean "improvements"? ::dusts off a wing with tender care:: This is a fine piece of technology. Yes, it may need some improvements, but it bloody well does its job when called upon. [18:45] ::laughs silently to herself:: Perfectly alright. [18:45] ::raises his eyebrows slightly at the mention of visitors:: [18:45] {{That's what you think Ai'isha...Wait, what am I doing. I apologize}} [18:46] ::looks over at the Major:: Greetings Major. How did things go? [18:46] SB> ::nods:: it does it's job... but you must admit given new hull plates at least! it could do it's job better... [18:46] ::nods slowly, frowning:: Death is our companion in this space, all right. ::pauses:: Very well. You have the Bridge, Commander. Major Ironside, will you join me in my Ready Room? [18:46] SB> 5Jenkins> 2 ::mutters:: If they made replicators as good as they made these Spectres, we wouldn't have to be replacing them all day. Eh, Oswald? [18:46] <> [18:46] ::nods at the Captain:: [18:46] M> Ross, put that Human in the morgue. Mara, come over here and help me prep this one for surgery. [18:46] SB> ::laughs:: only too true... [18:46] {{and I accepted your apology, Imzadi.}} [18:46] ::acknowledges the commander with a nod, speaking quietly before moving to follow the Captain:: About as well as we could make them, Commander. [18:47] RR> ::heads for his RR and enters:: Can I get you something, Major? [18:47] ::looks over the list and quickly inputs it into the computer:: +com+ Attention, Engineering Staff, Pearl Station...the following is a list of essential materials requested by the USS Coronado for repair...please make the necessary preparations and make all questions available to the Chief Engineer of the Coronado. Daren, out [18:47] M> [18:47] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:47] ::nods at the Major:: Understood. ::watches as Ironside enters the Captain RR:: [18:47] RR>::places his hands behind his back, avoiding the temptation to rub his eyes:: Coffee would be nice, sir [18:47] M> 7Taj> ::nods sadly:: Yes, I'm afraid so. [18:47] *** ObsMatt has quit IRC (Quit: Leaving ) [18:48] ::looks up at Daren:: What's the status of the other civillian ships out there Lieutenant? Anyone doing anything odd? [18:48] M> ::sighs:: One man's prize is another's prey. How many times did we hear that back on Cardassia? [18:48] RR> ::nods and passes the replicator:: Coffee, black, and yet another cup of tea, Andorian blend, I think. ::removes both beverages and sets a mug in front of Ironside, then sits:: [18:48] {{Ai'siha, you don't understand...}} ::taps his console, slowly removing the SLipstream commands from the appropriate areas:: Mr. Daren, when you can, please let me know if my request has received a response. [18:49] M> 7Taj> Too many times to count. ::laughs:: I see you took your lessons well! [18:49] SB> ::walks over to Jenkins and Oswald, nods:: We have a new hotshot pilot from Flight Training coming in. ::proffers a PADD:: Here's his details. Lance Corporal Scott Richards, ::pauses:: Red Squadron. [18:49] {{Alright, tell me about it. I'm listening at least as well as I can}} [18:49] RR> ::sits across from the captain, avoiding a grimace, but at the same time, grinning ever so slightly as he picks up the mug:: Not as young as I used to be. Thank you, sir. [18:49] ::turns to the tactical sensors:: I'm not sure what one would consider odd, standby... [18:49] M> ::smirks:: They were useful. I can't do as much hear as I could back home, but that's mostly at the behest of Starfleet. They may entrust me with the helm of a ship, but they just aren't comfortable with a Cardassian intelligence operative fully equipped, I suppose. [18:50] ::nods quicklu to T' [18:50] [18:50] ::grins at Daren:: Use your own judgement Lieutenant. Consider it practise. [18:50] <> [18:50] M> ::Ross comes back from the morgue and find Mara and Barnes standing over the Cardy with some medical instruments, he walks over to them:: Ok, i'll just be a moment. ::walks towards Dejat and a different Cardassian:: [18:50] RR> ::chuckles:: I understand. ::turns the computer console around, activating it:: I read your report, Major, along with your recommendation for more Spectres. [18:50] ::nods quicklt to T'Prax:: I'll have you notified.. [18:50] SB> ::takes the padd and looks it over then hands it to Jenkins:: sounds like a really fun guy... looks sorta cute too... [18:50] M> ::notes Barnes and turns to him:: Ah, Doctor. ::smiles:: [18:50] RR> ::takes another sip from his mug, leaning back in the chair:: Has Starfleet responded that quickly? [18:51] M> 7Taj> We must all make our little sacrifices... ::turns to Barnes:: Hello. ::smiles:: [18:51] {{Ai'isha, I am exhibiting symptoms of the Pon Farr, yet it is not that time for me yet.}} [18:51] ::turns to COmmander Bentall:: Nothing out of the ordinary on those ships sir...but I must say I do have a corcern about our present situation, if I may... [18:51] SB> ::rolls his eyes to himself and nods:: He'll be coming aboard in the next few days, along with the new Spectres. [18:51] ::nods:: Go ahead. [18:51] SB> new spectres? [18:51] SB> newer version? [18:51] M> I didn't notice you two here, is there any reason for your presence in my Sickbay Dejat? I would like to treat Taj now. [18:52] SB> 5Jenkins> 1 ::in an aside to Oswald:: You hear? No dented panels. ::shakes his head at the cadet:: "Could use improvement," bah! [18:52] RR> ::chuckles:: Gods no. I am working on my own recommendation... after all, if I endorse your recommendation, chances are we'll get them. If I do not, chances are excellent we will not receive them. [18:52] ::sighs:: {{Your human side showing?}} [18:52] Well sir...I must say...I'm just a bit curious as to what a Cardassian is doing in *this* area with beings in stasis...it seems out of the ordinary ::smiles:: [18:52] {{I do not think so.}} [18:52] SB>::smiles at Jenkins:: new hulls... not patched... not needing to be patched... [18:53] ::Thinking:: {{Have you been drinking again?}} [18:53] M> ::raises his brow:: It all depends on your definition of reason, Doctor. If you feel that sickbay is only a place to heal physical ailments, then no. If, however, you broaden your horizons and realize that sickness doesn't only come from physical faults but also the sickness of missing an old friend, then yes, there is a good reason. [18:53] SB> ::looks curiously at Jenkins and turns back to Oswald:: I'm not quite sure. Major Ironside is negotiating to get us another wing of Spectres along with the replacements. ::shrugs:: I guess we'll find out when the shipment comes in. [18:53] RR> ::smirks a little:: So I take it you'd like for me to argue my case, then? [18:53] ::nods:: I would agree with you. But then again a lot of people thing it out of the ordinary that are Flight Officer is Cardassian as well. To be honest if he were anyone else I would have a security detail down there but seen as he's Mr. Dejat's friend I think it unneccassary. [18:53] SB> ::nods:: I don't suppose you'll be training any new fighter pilots? [18:53] M> 7Taj> ::laughs genially:: Though I much appreciate the sentiment, dear Dejat, I must submit myself to the tender mercies of your physician. After all, the physical injuries must be seen to at some point... [18:54] {{Now you are being illogical}} [18:54] SB> 5Jenkins> 1 ::smirks:: Oh, you'll patch those hulls, Oswald.. In fact, I'll make sure you do after each run. [18:54] M> Dejat, i'm in no mood for Philosophical discussions or whatever your going on about, now unless you have some injury which i cannot detect i am kindly asking you to leave. [18:55] SB> :;makes a face at Jenkins:: but I thought you were giving that duty to Stevens.. [18:55] SB> ::shakes head:: No, I'm afraid not. Spectres are delicate ships and the training is intensive to fly one. No, just Mr. Richards will be coming in. [18:55] ::nods:; Very good sir. But may I keep my eyes open?, unnofficially of course... ::looks a bit serious:: [18:55] ::Smiles::{{I am not I'm only trying to help you figure out what is making you show symptoms of Pon Farr so soon. Unless you want to go see Dr. Barnes}} [18:55] M> ::nods, smiling:: Very well. I'll be on the bridge for the next hour or so, but after that I'll look for you in Seventh Heaven. ::notices the curious look:: It's our lounge. ::nods curtly to the Doctor:: Very well, Doctor. I will attempt to enhance your view on life at a later date. ::smirks once more at Taj, then makes a brisk exit:: [18:55] RR> ::turns off the computer:: "Argue" is such a confrontational word. ::grins:: But you realize that if we load more Spectres, we will have to off-load shuttles, and we do not carry very many of those. [18:55] SB> 5Jenkins> 1Oh, but you like it so much, I couldn't possibly give it to Stevens. ::makes a mentor like grin and turns back to Curcio:: [18:56] RR> Six total, plus our cargo shuttle, in fact. Assuming we off-loaded four shuttles, that would leave us with only three. [18:56] SB> ::frowns at Curcio:: oh well... maybe Richards will need training.... :;shrugs:: [18:56] ::nods:: Please do Mr. Daren. That's what your here for afterall. [18:56] ::shudders unusally and mumbles somewhat under his breath:: Doctor Barnes indeed. [18:56] SB> ::nods:: Yes, he'll have to be familiarized with this ship and this ground crew. [18:56] SB> 5Jenkins> 1 A fine ground crew it is, sir. [18:56] ::nods:: Will do ::returns to the tactical station:: [18:56] RR> ::another sip:: I don't think I need to point out the use that the cargo shuttle has been getting in recent months, but I do see the point in the personell shuttles. That's why I'm prepared to free up some of my own space. [18:57] M> 7Taj> ::turns to Barnes, still smiling:: Well, Doctor? I'm all yours. [18:57] ::laughs quietly:: {{I heard that,Imzadi. YOu and doctors.}} ::Shakes her head:: [18:57] SB> ::grins at Jenkins before putting on a straight face and saying to Curcio:: especially with me on it... [18:57] SB> ::nods to Oswald and Jenkins:: Read up, I'll speak with you both later. ::turns and heads off:: [18:57] {{Doctors are so illogical}} [18:58] ::smiles at Daren eagerness:: [18:58] M> ::acknowledges the intern working with a Dermal Regenerator who moves away, then takes a Medical tricorder and begins to scan Taj:: [18:58] SB> 5Jenkins> 1 ::laughs heartily and pats Oswald on the back:: Aye. Now hand me that bipolar torch before I laugh me head off. [18:58] RR> In the last year, we've use the atmospheric transports a total of once. Given the unlikeliness of our ever participation in a planetary occupation, I don't forsee any complications with offloading the Buffalo and one of the Skimmers. [18:58] SB> :;looks at Jenkins:: do you know how to read? ::hands the torch to Jenkins:: [18:58] {{YOu know there are such thing as Vulcan doctors who are logical.}} [18:58] ::steps out of the TL and back into the bridge, moving down to his station and sliding into the chair:: So, did I miss on any exciting spatial phenomena or new threats while I was being thrown out of sickbay? ::smiles:: [18:58] {{However, Barnes is not Vulcan is he}} +taps+ TPrax to Lora Kor. [18:58] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:59] RR> ::snorts, taking another sip from his mug:: We haven't even touched the tanks, either. [18:59] ::grins:: Not really. How did the visit go? I take it you know him fairly well? [18:59] SB> ::stands at one of the side panels, writing out a letter to the incoming pilot:: [18:59] SB> ::grins:: I personally don't know how to read.... only to count... and not very high at that... learned from cards I did... [18:59] RR> ::nods:: True enough. But in addition to storage space, you'll also need launch space. We have only two shuttlebays. Will you be carrying the second wing in pieces, as we do the tanks or the skimmers? [18:59] RR> +taps+ Lora Kor here, Lieutenant. Go ahead. [18:59] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:59] SB> 5Jenkins> 1 Why is that? ::snaps on the welding helmet and turns on the torch:: [18:59] ::smiles:: Indeed. He's a very close friend of my father's family. He and I were very close comrades during my...training. He's been present at many important events in my life. Many. [19:00] {{True. But maybe you should see him anyway}} ::imagines ways of getting her husband to see the doctor and laughs, shaking the idea off:: [19:00] +taps+ Sorry to disturb you sir, but I thought you should know, Slipstream commands have been compltely deactivated until the drive is back online. [19:00] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:00] *** CdtDaren has joined #uss-coronado [19:00] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v CdtDaren [19:00] 12Computer recognizes CdtDaren. Authorization codes enabled. [19:00] [19:00] SB> ::smiles:: well Curcio said to read up... I figure he must have meant to play cards... seeing how I can't read more then the card faces... [19:00] +taps+ Very well, Lieutenant, thank you. Go ahead and submit all further reports to the XO until you wish to report that we may continue on toward Dnoces. [19:00] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:00] ::raises a worried eyebrow:: He's got the same training you do? ::reconsiders the lack of a security detail:: Do you think he poses any sort of threat? [19:00] RR> ::purses his lips, looking down into the mug, running through the shuttlebaby schematic in his mind as the Captain takes the communique:: [19:01] *** LJTC_Daren has quit IRC (Ping timeout ) [19:01] *** CdtDaren is now known as LJTC_Daren [19:01] +taps+ Understood sir, TPrax out. ::enters turbolift:: Sickbay. {{There, are you satisified.}} [19:01] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:01] ::looks amused:: I didn't specifically say he had the same training, however I don't believe he poses any more of a security risk than I do. I wouldn't be a Cardassian if I didn't have some doubts, though. [19:01] SB> 5Jenkins> 1 No, I meant reading. Why didn't ye ever learn to read? [19:02]