[18:07] OK, Exec, let's go ahead and get rolling. :) [18:07] *** Sonya (zunite@id-62480.reshalls.umn.edu) has joined #uss-coronado [18:07] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Sonya [18:07] Computer recognizes Sonya. Authorization codes enabled. [18:07] Sonya = Lieutenant (JG) Zunite Oswald, Chief Engineer. [18:07] heiwa ^_^ irrishimase [18:07] my plumbing says I am :p [18:08] * Sonya screams [18:08] ohayoo mouse-san! daijoobi desu ka? [18:08] *** Sonya is now known as LTEN_Oswald [18:08] LCARS, let go. [18:08] * CoroLCARS =/\= CRXO_Bentall has called: ATTENTION ON DECK =/\= [18:08] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901 =/\= Sim in progress!' [18:08] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [18:08] i don't know the verb daijoobi ^__ [18:08] ::attn:: [18:08] ::Attn:: [18:08] * Savant floats attentively [18:08] ::attn:: [18:08] ::attn:: [18:08] ::attn:: [18:08] ::attn:: [18:08] << daijoobi = health ; are you in good health today? desu being the verb to exist >> [18:08] *** Korczynski (~neimad@129.223.88.id-52168) has joined #USS-Coronado [18:08] *** Heiwa is now known as LTDR_Dalton [18:08] *** Korczynski is now known as ObsKorczynski [18:09] :;attn:: [18:09] < ((i know desu, never heard dat though)) [18:09] Evening everyone. :) As most of you know, we're just coming off a series of Traxati sims. Tonight's going to be a bit of a change of pace. ;) [18:09] * Savant pays close attention [18:10] We've got several new faces, so I want to start by welcoming them. :) Doc will be playing 2nd Lieutenant Marrissa Morgan, who will be joining the Medical staff. :) Her character's the previously unknown primary Marine Medic. ;) [18:10] Welcome, guys! [18:10] ::waves:: :) [18:10] Hello [18:10] * Savant nods to Lieutenant Morgan amiably [18:10] ::nods:: [18:10] << She's serving under me? In yet another sim? ;) >> [18:10] Next, Tlaloco will be joining us as Chief of the Boat. Watch for conversations regarding his character. You're going to find him extremely unusual. ;) [18:11] <> [18:11] ::bows:: [18:11] <> [18:11] Hi [18:11] Finally, all the ship trembles to see that Savant is back with us, if only for tonight. ;) [18:11] Hello [18:11] Are you back, Mousie, or just tormenting us? ;) [18:11] hopefully for more than tonight [18:11] * Savant grins a sly, evil grin [18:11] are you sure you want me back? [18:11] Yes, Dalton still wishes to repay you :) [18:12] * Savant steeples its fingers [18:12] For those not familiar with Savant, Coro like all Katana class frigates features a holographic interface into the main computer, in much the same way that the Andromeda TV series now steals that idea. ;) Savant's ours. ;) [18:12] i can't wait. . . [18:12] I think that's all the new/returning faces. :) As I said, tonight's going to be a bit more relaxed than normal. ;) [18:12] **thunder rolls in the distance** [18:12] Here's the briefing. [18:12] =Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... [18:13] Stardate 240010.23: "In the Absense of Negative Proof", Part 1, by Jester. [18:13] SUMMARY: Errr... that wasn't supposed to happen... [18:13] U.S.S. Coronado is currently making a speed run from the Wormwood system to Starbase 81, in the Omega Penora system. Once we arrive, we are to resupply and rearm following our mission in and around the Wormwood and Pandemonium systems. Torpedo banks are depleted, save for 6 quantum torpedoes for self-defense. Phasers are 40% recharged. [18:13] While en route, a number of courier ships are intercepting us, bringing in new crew, supplies, or other materials needed by Task Group 5.4. As a result, we are currently making the run to the Starbase in a "pogo" mode, dropping out of slipstream every few hours to rendezvous with new courier ships... We will be returning to Wormwood after rearming ourselves. [18:13] *** Suzanna is now known as FCaptBlokpoel [18:13] *** Suzanna has left IRC [18:13] ack? [18:13] ack [18:13] acknowledged, Captain ^_^ [18:13] ack [18:13] ack [18:13] ack [18:13] ack [18:13] ack [18:13] <> [18:13] ::reads it and sighs:: [18:14] Any questions before we get started? [18:14] ::raises hand:: [18:14] BRB [18:14] Dr. Morgan? [18:14] have the newbies, me included, been picked up yet? [18:15] That's your call. You can either start on the ship, or pick one of the couriers as it comes in and be aboard that. In your particular case, you should work out with Dalton in msg whether you're here yet. ;) [18:15] ::nods once:: danke [18:15] Any other questions? [18:16] *** Holocat (~whoknows@id-10821.sprint.ca) has joined #USS-Coronado [18:16] <> [18:16] I'll take that to mean no. ;) Let's get going! [18:16] * CPCO_LoraKor =/\= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM START =-=-=-=-=-=- =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= =/\= [18:16] * Savant does not appear.... in fact, the hologram has been missing for some time. . . [18:16] M> ::relaxes in his office, feet up on the desk:: [18:17] =.\ction= As we begin, Coronado is in the process of dropping out of slipstream to rendezvous with yet another courier, this one the USS Panache. [18:17] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:17] ::takes a sip from his mug, running through a list of transferred items from the couriers that have already dropped off their cargoes, and a list of the items still to be brought aboard by future couriers:: [18:17] ::reads the assignment on her padd, waiting for the Coronado to make it to the Panache:: [18:17] ::sits on the bridge in his seat going over departmental reports:: [18:17] ::eyes regard her temporary surroundings and hopes the ship isn't late:: [18:17] E> ::Walk to the CEO, again:: Ensign Skylooker report of duty ma'am. ::Smile as getting at attn:: [18:17] RR> ::takes a sip of coffee, signs yet another report, and moves on to the next one:: [18:17] nice for supplies, forget vacationing here [18:17] FB> ::walks through the bay watching the techs working:: [18:18] ::aloud:: Panache is hailing. She's greeting and requesting permission to begin transport. [18:18] M> ::yawns and stretches:: Nurse? Oh, nurse ... [18:18] *** LTEN_Oswald (zunite@id-62480.reshalls.umn.edu) has left #uss- coronado [18:18] Gar>::Vessel with farengi regisration appears off starbooard bow but it's a hybrid fleet, -farengi bird of prey:: [18:18] E> ::goes to office:: reporting for duty maam. [18:18] ::looks over at Ironside:: Tell them permission granted. I don't know about you Colonel but this jumping in and out of slipstream is starting to drive my up the wall. [18:18] M> ::a nurse enters the room and waits expectantly:: [18:18] Gar>::Vessel:: The FS Xolotl requests permission to dock. [18:19] M> Please retrieve me a cup of coffee, if you would be so kind. None of that replicated stuff; have one of my waiters in Seventh Heaven cook up a pot with the real coffee beans. [18:19] ::smirks and grants the Panache permission:: I don't disagree one bit, Commander. Wouldn't it be easier if all the ships simply met at the starbase? [18:19] =.\ction= Behind the Panache, a second ship is also hovering nearby... it is obviously a civilian craft, a hodge-podge of parts apparently cut from other ships. [18:19] E> :: goes over to a panel that has a alert going off:: [18:19] M> ::the nurse begins to protest but is cut off:: Thank you, my dear. Do pick up something for yourself while you're there, and charge it to the house account. [18:19] ::frowns at his readout:: We've got another ship with the Panache. Civilian vessel. Looks like it was cobbled together from a scrap yard... [18:19] *** ObsKsenia (ksenia_sha@id-24233.ipt.aol.com) has joined #uss-coronado [18:20] E> ::looks at panel then at Skylooker:: look at these readings [18:20] GAr> ::To his brother-in-law:: We're being scanned. [18:20] ::grins:: Yep. But hey this is the Starfleet way. Be ineffiecient as possible at all times. ::frowns a moment:: Any indication as to what it's doing? [18:20] E> ::Walk to Farley:: Well that not good right? [18:20] M> ::The nurse goes to a nearby replicator instead of going to Deck 7, activates it, and asks for coffee:: [18:20] =.\ction= A number of cargo shuttles clear the Panache and begin heading over to Coro. [18:20] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:20] Xolotl>Did you hail? [18:20] FB> ::heads for Flight Ops:: (qm) Wonder where those micros torps are. [18:20] E> the computer seems to pulling more power then it should be?? [18:21] Xolol> You 'd better hail. You speak Federation. [18:21] M> ::the nurse looks at the bowl of oatmeal that arrives in lieu of her coffee and sighs:: [18:21] Nothing yet. She's just sitting there. [18:21] M> ::Instead of coffee, the nurse gets a nice mug of luekwarm oatmeal:: [18:21] ::frowns:: Hail them and ask them to identify themselves. I don't like it. [18:21] E> ::Take the PADD with the redings to the CEO:: Ma'am we have a power fluctuation on the impulse power grid. [18:21] Xolotl> Alright +taps+ Coronado, This is CPO Olmeoaxaca W. Tlaloco. [18:21] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:21] ::checks to see how long it'll take for the particular shuttle she's on to reach the ship:: [18:21] M> Nurse> +taps+ (q) Sick Bay to Engineering. Our replicator is not working properly.. [18:21] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:22] RR> ::looks up from the reports long enough to note the Panache and the second vessel, then looks back down:: [18:22] ::brings up a panel to coordinate the landing shuttles and keep track of the launch queue, then opens a channel to the vessel as he receives a hail and routes it through to the speakers:: [18:22] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:22] Xolotl>+Taps+request permission to dock. [18:22] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:22] M> ::from his office:: Nurse! Oh nurse ... didn't I say not to use the replicator? [18:22] E> ::looks over the panel:: [18:22] M> Nurse> (q) Damn him and his empathy! ::she stalks out of Sick Bay:: [18:22] *** LTEN_Oswald (zunite@id-62480.reshalls.umn.edu) has joined #uss- coronado [18:22] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v LTEN_Oswald [18:22] Computer recognizes LTEN_Oswald. Authorization codes enabled. [18:22] +com+ CPO Tlaloco? Why is it your arriving in an unmarked civillian ship? [18:22] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:22] RR> ::signs the last of the reports, then stands up, tossing the coffee cup into the replicator:: [18:23] E> +taps+ We heard you sickbay. [18:23] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:23] +taps+ It's my own ship, sir. I have some supplies to bring aboard. [18:23] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:23] E> Sky I can't seem to find the source of the drain [18:23] FB> ::enters Flight Ops:: Any chance we getting our micros on these pitstops? We are down to just 4 or 5 per fighter. [18:23] E> ::Put the padd on the desk:: Well, we need to correct that now Ens [18:23] +com+ Understood, standby. ::makes cutting motion with hand to Ironside:: Colonel, is there any indication he's not telling the truth? [18:23] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:23] M> ::monitors comm traffic and other various and sundry goings on from his desk:: [18:24] *** LTEN_Oswald is now known as obsSonya [18:24] ::leaves the ready room and crosses into the Bridge:: [18:24] ::rises:: Captain on the bridge. [18:24] ::chuckles:: As you were. ::heads for his chair:: 'morning, Exec. [18:24] ::mutes the channel as Bentall makes the cut off motion, running a more discreet scan on the vessel, then shaking his head:: The vessel seems to be free of any contraband or weaponry. I can check it's registry with the civilian database, though, if need be. [18:24] Duty Officer> FB> ::looks up from his console:: Supposed to be on the next drop but you know how rear areas are. [18:25] E> ::starts pressing the panel:: I'll run a level 3 diagnostic that should find the problem [18:25] Xolotl> +taps+ Enterprise should have informed the XO, A Cmdr. Ben Someone. [18:25] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:25] E> Try it but if it drain to much power stop ok? [18:25] ::sees the ship from the shuttle she's in and smiles softly, seeing her new home:: [18:25] ::nods:: Morning sir. ::turns back to Ironside:: Negative. Have a security team to meet them when they dock. +com+ CPO Tlaloco, you have permission to dock. Coronado out. [18:25] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:25] E>ok [18:26] ::is it snowing, on the bridge? Must be your imagination. For a second, you could almost swear you saw a few drifting white motes of light. . .:: [18:26] ::looks at Lora Kor:: Sorry about that sir. Needed to deal with it. [18:26] Xolotl>+Taps+ Thank-you. Tlaloco out. [18:26] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:26] ::drops into his chair:: Commander, as soon as... Chief Tlaloco is settled, I'd like to see him in the wardroom. [18:26] M> ::clears his throat:: +taps+ Ahem. Mr. Bentall? [18:26] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:26] FB> ::grins:: Yeah, but if we run into any trouble, we will shooting spitballs. [18:26] Xolotl>::To Gar:: That didn't go well. [18:26] E> +taps+ Skylooker to repair team 3 The replicator system in sickbay is mal fonctionning please go and see what you can do. Skylooker out. [18:26] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:26] ::nods:: No trouble. I'll have to brief you on Mr. Tlaloco. Apparently, we're getting another ship's problem child. Someone in command seems to think I can do something with him. [18:26] ::nods:: +com+ The captain would like to see you in the wardroom Chief Tlaloco when you have docked. +taps+ Go ahead Doctor. [18:26] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:26] Xolotl>Gar> Why don't you just comeback to the shipyards with me? [18:27] FB> ::turns around and heads back out:: [18:27] ::sighs while waiting for the Doctor to respond:: That seems to happen to us alot sir. [18:27] Xolotl>+taps+ Aye sir. My Brother-in-Law Gar will oversee the unpack. [18:27] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:27] ::nods and turns back to his console, assigning the ship a slot in the docking slot and alerting it to the docking procedure, at the same time opening a channel to Wayne:: +taps+ Lieutenant, we have a civilian craft coming in. Apparently it's the chief of the boat, can you greet him please? [18:27] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:27] ::grins over at Bentall:: [18:27] E> :: goes over to another panel with an alarm going off:: I'm shutting down the diagnositc there seem to power surges throughout severl decks [18:27] ::In Engineering, a terminal goes dead for a second, before it reactivates with only a sentence in small print coming out of the black, "Deactivate Firewall 14-a and program AV219":: [18:28] =.\ction= The shuttlecraft complete their cargo unloading one by one, cycling back to Panache. [18:28] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:28] M> +taps+ I'm sure, given your recent protocol classes with the aberrant Lieutenant Oswald, that you know protocol demands all civilian ships docking and their crews be subjected to a thorough medical scan lest they be ... ::his tone becomes unctuous:: diseased. [18:28] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:28] FB> ::halts:: +taps+ Aye Sir. ::heads for the docking ship:: [18:28] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:28] Xolotl>::Feels the tractor beam engage:: [18:28] E> What? Several decks? [18:28] E> yes sir [18:28] ::turns to his console and rotates it toward him, then frowns:: [18:28] Xolotl> Keep her steady, Gar. I was never much of a pilot. [18:28] That's odd. [18:28] ::steps off of the shuttle, onto the docking bay's floor and her smile grows a little more as she heads toward and passes through the doors and stepes out into the corridor:: [18:28] *** RevTlaloco is now known as CPOTlaloco [18:28] +taps+ I am fully aware of the procedure Doctor but as you may not be aware this is not a civillian but a member of the crew with his own ship. [18:29] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:29] E> it's not supose ot happen. [18:29] E> decks 3,5,& 7 sir [18:29] +taps+ Well, it's your commission, Commander. Don't blame me if there's something nasty aboard that ship. Dalton out. [18:29] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:29] ::notes that there's a new button on his command chair console labeled "Good morning, Captain!" and taps it:: [18:29] M> :sits back in his chair and relaxes again:: [18:30] E> What is on thoose deck exactly? [18:30] ::breaths in through his nose and detects a faint whiff of somthing:: Do you smeall that sir? I thought I could smell... ozone I think. [18:30] ::having already memorized the specs of the ship, she turns and enters the nearest TL:: Bridge [18:30] SB> docking complete. [18:30] ::TL moves:: [18:30] *** ObsMason (~Huntress@id-52553.sandia1.nm.home.com) has joined #uss- coronado [18:30] ::the message on the Captain's terminal blinks a few times before it is replaced with the words in blunt text: "Experiencing some difficulty. Please stand by." [18:30] SB> Tlaloco to bridge. PErmission to come aboard. [18:30] ::flares his nostrils and sniffs as well:: ...yes, it's ozone. Smells like someone's been firing a phaser. [18:30] FB> ::watches the ship and awaits the passenger:: [18:30] ::watches as a new message comes in on his console and frowns some more:: +taps+ Bridge to Engineering. [18:31] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:31] mostly quarters sir [18:31] E> [18:31] ::Stops and doors opens and she steps out onto the bridge, looking for Ops to get her quarters assignment:: [18:31] ::yes, it's definately ozone:: [18:31] E> +taps+ What can we do for you sir. [18:31] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:31] =.\ction= The last of the shuttlecraft depart, heading back to the Panache. [18:31] SB>::This darn com system!:: +taps+ tlaloc to bridge. permission to come aboard. [18:31] +taps+ Yes, Doctor, it is my commission. If your so concenrned feel fee to send a medical team down to investigate the ship. But the Chief is needed up here right away. Bentall out. [18:31] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:31] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:31] +taps+ Engineering, I've got a decidedly odd message on my console, and we're smelling ozone up here. Is something going on down there? [18:31] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:32] ::looks at Ironside:: That can't be Colonel. If it was the alarms would have sounded. [18:32] M> ::sits in his chair like Bentall sits his chair and says in a smarmy tone:: (m) If you're SO concerned feel free to send a medical team! [18:32] ::hands them her padd and waits while she's checked in to the main frame and assigned her rooms:: [18:32] ::the Captain's terminal returns to its normal configuration, but things still feel a bit .... odd. Is it getting colder?:: [18:32] I'm just assosciating the smell Command....the temperature's dropping. [18:32] +taps+ Permission granted Chief. Get up to the bridge ASAP. Bridge out. [18:32] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:32] E> +tap+ Well we have a power fluctuation on the impulse power grid and for now a replicator malfunction in sickbay sir [18:32] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:32] ::nods once as she's given the Padd back and goes back to the TL and enters:: [18:32] <<::grins at Daltons last comment... ::>> [18:32] SB> ::heads over to await CPOTlaloco:: [18:33] SB>+Taps+ acknowledged. ::Turns to Gar:: Get the stuff unloaded, brother. [18:33] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:33] M> Humph. These troglodytes do not deserve me, O gods. ::gets up, grabs a tricorder, and heads out:: [18:33] ::takes TL to the deck sickbay is located on so that she can also check in with the CMO:: [18:33] SB> Turns handle on ship and steps out:: and be sure to lock it afterwards! [18:33] E> ::looks to Sky:: sir the temp controls have started to readjust themselves on the bridge and decks 3-5 [18:33] ::without warning, the overhead lights on the Bridge go out with a loud WHOMPH, and the room is illuminated by a dull red glow and the light of the terminals:: [18:33] =.\ction= Panache recovers the last of her shuttles and departs at warp with one still in the process of docking... [18:33] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:33] What the hell? [18:34] E> Ens got look for the environmental console and try to know what's going on there. [18:34] SB> ::watches the CPO:: CPO Tlaloco? [18:34] Two degrees...three degrees......five degrees ::has brought up an environmental status monitor:: [18:34] SB>::Shouts back to gar:: don't lock the key in this time. [18:34] SB>::Stands at attention:: YEs SIR! [18:34] <> [18:34] ::an ominous thought occurs:: Ah, Captain? Does this remind you of anything? [18:34] Panache has gone to warp...she's left a shuttle in the docking process. [18:34] ::Specks of light, like dust in a ray of sunlight, can be seen drifting from all the walls and celing, like some bizzare sno-globe [18:34] *> ::walks down the corridor and bumps into Morgan:: [18:34] ::steps out of the TL and into the corridor:: [18:34] E> yes sir ::goes to the environmental control panel:: [18:34] umph [18:34] =.\ction= The Bridge power systems begin fluctuating, and the lighting starts doing decidedly odd things. [18:34] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:34] Holo-emitters on the bridge have gone active! [18:34] *> ::gives her a once over:: Hmm. Sorry. [18:34] What's causing it Colonel? [18:35] ::stands up, as if trying not to laugh:: OK, Savant, come out, come out wherever you are. [18:35] ::blinks and straightens:: ow... me too [18:35] SB> ::salutes:: At Ease, My name is First Lt Wayne. Glad to have you aboard. [18:35] *> Who are you? I don't recognize you. [18:35] E> ::looks at the readings on the panel:: sir the readings here show nothing wrong? [18:35] SB>Lieutenant, this is CPO Tlaloco reporting - oh , thanks. [18:35] ::nods at the Captain:: Obviously it does. ::grins:: [18:35] =.\ction= Of course, this is the moment that the Fifth Fleet Commander's ship -- the USS Obsidian -- drops out of impulse and starts an approach toward Coro. [18:35] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:35] SB> Glad to be here. [18:35] ::there is a loud whine as the specks begin to blur about, mobving quicker and quicker before coming together in a loud thunderclap. Savant stands, untouched, as the lights begin to come back on and the ship returns to normal [18:35] SB> ::nods:: I was asked to escort you to the bridge. [18:35] ::sees the uniform, pips, remembers the file she read and hands him the Padd:: new medical assistant, Marrissa Morgan, reporting for duty [18:35] * Savant seems completely calm, as usual [18:35] TL> You'll do. ::Grabs Morgan by the arm and pulls her into the turbolift:: Main Shuttle Bay. [18:35] ::swings around as Savant materializes:: Captain, the Obsidian's on approach. [18:35] =.\ction= Bridge lighting and conditions return to normal. [18:35] SB> Please do. It'll be a while till I get to know the place. [18:35] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:36] kindly let go of my arm. [18:36] ::looks at Savant:: So nice of you to pop in Savant. What was with the effects show? [18:36] SB> This is a Katana class ship, sir? [18:36] M> ::lets go:: [18:36] E> ::looks Sky's way:: Sky I think we have a major problem with the main computer [18:36] M> One of those cold women, eh? [18:36] ::straightens:: where are we headed? [18:36] SB> ::chuckles:: Follow me and I can give you a quick brief. Yes Katana class frigate. [18:36] I apologize, Sirs. . . The anti-virus programs were identifying me as a foreign program [18:36] USS Obsidian> Hail the Coronado Lieutenant [18:36] *** obsSonya is now known as LTEN_Oswald [18:36] it seems that my program has undergone some severe self- modifications [18:36] E> Clarify please? [18:36] M> Shuttle Bay. Some civilian vessel came aboard just as easily as you please. They expect ME to be the protocol officer here? [18:36] Very good, Lieutenant. Get me up to speed. ::Catches himself:: er-sir. [18:36] ::raises a brow:: Why would they do that? [18:37] *> ::makes her way slowly down to engineering:: [18:37] E> now everything seems to be correct on all the panels :: as I go around to all the panels:: [18:37] *> ::exits the turbolift quickly and heads into the nearby shuttle bay, not waiting for Morgan:: [18:37] ahhh ::looks at her bag and shrugs, figuring there will be a chance to get it to her quarters eventually:: [18:37] i'm not sure, Sir. Apparently my signatures have been modified by my learning and personality subroutines. [18:37] Obsidian is hailing. [18:37] E> ::enters engineering, ignoring what's going on in the main engineering section until she gets to her office and looks at her display panels:: [18:37] ::watches him for a second and then follows:: [18:37] SB> ::looks around:: Who's ship is that? ::points at the civ vessel:: [18:37] E> except the extra power on the bridge? [18:38] * Savant smiles a faint smile, and murmurs, "It's a pleasure to be back, Sir" [18:38] ::nods and stands up, walking toward the tank:: It'd have to be now, of course. Open the channel. [18:38] SB> ::Walks towards the TLs:: Our CO believes in keeping us busy. Been recon and engaging Trazati probes the last few days. [18:38] ::nods at Savant:: Interesting. We'll have to take some time to study it later I suppose. Good to have you back online at anyrate. [18:38] * Savant drifts off to one side of the room like a ghost [18:38] E> ::goes back out to main engineering and looks around for Skylooker, face way too calm:: [18:38] SB> ::Follows:: Sounds exciting. [18:38] * Savant nods amiably at Bentall, "mutually, Sir, mutually" [18:38] USS Obsidian> +Coms+ greetings Captain ::nods:: [18:38] E> ::Nods:: [18:38] ::drops her bag in the corner for now and then lets her gaze run over the scene:: [18:38] SB> ::looks over at Morgan:: Start scanning the exterior of that ship, please. [18:38] ::looks up at the display:: [18:38] TL> ::steps aboard:: It keeps the adrenaline flowing ::grins:: [18:38] ::opens the channel to the Obsidian as Savant floats over, frowning and turning his attention to the holotank, pushing the image of his last encounter with the AI out of his head:: [18:38] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:38] ::nods and pulls out her tricorder to do just that:: [18:39] E> ::sees Skylooker and smiles coldly at him as she crosses over to him:: what's going on? [18:39] E> :: sees Oswald come out of office then goes over to her and Sky:: [18:39] =.\ction= Fleet Captain Blokpoel's image appears in the holographic tank. [18:39] +com+ Good morning, Fleet Captain. ::smiles:: I take it you received my report on the current happenings in the Wormwood system? [18:39] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:39] SB>::Grins:: I've never served in a military capacity before. [18:39] SB> ::watches Wayne and Tlaloco leave, then stops them:: Hello? [18:39] SB> Whose ship is that? [18:39] Hello, sir. [18:39] * Savant holds out a hand and an image of the Obsidian appears above it, barely bisible flits of light sketching out databases and scans, faster than the eye could register. She watched contemplatively [18:39] SB> It's mine, sir. [18:39] +COM+ indeed... a fascinating report. I would like the opportunity to discuss it in more detail. [18:40] ::pace is slow but steady, centered, as she walks around and scans:: [18:40] =.\ction= engage.wav The civilian ship clears the Coro and jumps to warp. [18:40] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:40] SB> Well, you'll need to come to Sick Bay for a physical. [18:40] SB> ::turns:: Aaah Our Doctor/Bartender Lt Dalton [18:40] ::finishes and reports her findings:: all clear [18:40] E> hello maam ::looking at Oswald:: [18:40] SB>physical? You can acceses my old records, doc. [18:40] SB> ::looks at Morgan:: Good. Now scan the interior, and see if anyone's aboard. [18:40] * Savant turns and looks over to Ironside, and says in a muted tone, though quite pleasant and almost unearthly musical, "Good afternoon, Sir, it's good to see you again." [18:40] SB> May I introduce CPOTlaloco. [18:40] SB>you servant, sir. [18:40] E> Well ma'am problem way to much. Replicator malfunction in sickbay repair team 3 on it, and now what... ::Hear a alert sound:: Ma'am the power from the impulse subsystem is currently going into holographic systems. [18:41] SB> Yes, yes. [18:41] +com+ Absolutely. I'll have you beamed aboard. ::turns:: Would you see to it, Exec? [18:41] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:41] SB> I am not going to pour over old records. Report to Sick Bay in one hour. [18:41] SB> ::heads off to assist Moragn:: [18:41] SB> Uh, I'll see what I can do, doctor. [18:41] E> ::frowns:: I take half a day off the ship falls apart!?! [18:41] ::nods:: Right away sir. ::rises and heads off to Transporter Room 1:: [18:41] ::softly:: Good afternoon, Savant. Will you be staying with us on a permanent basis, again? [18:41] SB> ::chuckles as he waits for the TL:: We all try to avoid the good Doctor. [18:41] ::turns back to the tank:: +com+ I'll see you presently. Coronado out. [18:41] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:42] E> Almost ma'am. [18:42] +com+ thank you. I look forward to meeting you shortly ::nods in greeting and heads for the transporter room:: [18:42] SB> ::walks over to Tlaloco's ship and looks for the entry door:: [18:42] E> take holographic systems offline Skylooker... manually if need be... [18:42] E> but not yet [18:42] SB> ::distractedly:: I know. I used to be a cmo. [18:42] i should hope so, Sir, if the antivirus routines decide that i am indeed an indigenous program. My hibernation and successive return has been rather...harrying [18:42] Farley? [18:42] TL> ::steps aboard:: Step this way and I will escort you to the Bridge. [18:42] *** Creide_mac_Lir (~Creide_ma@id-34766.dial1.pny.nac.net) has joined #USS-Coronado [18:42] < >> [18:42] ::heads for the wardroom:: I'll meet with the Fleet Captain in the wardroom, Exec. ::grins at Savant on the way by:: Glad to see you're operational again, Savant. [18:43] SB> ::knocks on the door to the ship:: Hello! [18:43] ::nods at hte Captain as the TL doors slide shut:: [18:43] *** Creide_mac_Lir (~Creide_ma@id-34766.dial1.pny.nac.net) has left #USS-Coronado [18:43] * Savant bows a deep bow from the waist at the Captain, and looks up at him, "Indeed, Sir, it is good to be back" [18:43] TL> Thanks. [18:43] ::arches an eyebrow as the holotank shuts off and turns to look at Savant:: Oh? You were...concious within the computer? [18:43] SB> ::looks at Morgan:: Hmm, do you know anything about getting into ships without an access code? [18:43] TL> Bridge! [18:43] <> [18:43] yes [18:43] may i? [18:43] Obsidian-TR> ::walks in to transporter room:: one to beam to the Coronado when the transporter room acknowledges. [18:43] TL> THat doc won't follow up on the check-up, will he? [18:43] SB> ::A Ferengi male yells at Morgan, "Get away from here, you socialist!":: [18:43] ::raises an eyebrow:: A what? [18:43] Obsidian TR> ::steps on transpoter pad:: [18:43] SB> ::shocked:: My goodness, what an epithet! [18:44] E> ::frowns:: if you have any problems report back to me... [18:44] =.\ction= Fleet Captain Blokpoel is beamed to the Coronado's wardroom. [18:44] er. . . perhaps that would be the best way to put it Sir. I do not believe i experience 'consciousness' as a non-synthetic lifeform would. [18:44] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:44] E> Yes ma'am. [18:44] E> yes maam [18:44] SB> ::goes to the window:: Sir! I'm afraid you must open this door now, or I will charge you a docking fee of 20 strips of GPL. [18:44] TL> ::grins:: He probably. [18:44] E> So Farley why not? [18:44] WR> ::steps forward:: Welcome to the Coronado, Fleet Captain. ::indicates the chairs:: Can I get you something? [18:44] TL> ::sighs:: I hate doctors. [18:44] E> why not what? [18:45] ::steps off the TL:: I agree. They have nothing better to do than poke and prod. [18:45] E> Take holographic systems offline [18:45] * L2dr_Morgan takes out one of her marine toys and looks at Dalton [18:45] ::shakes her head slightly as she rematerialises on the Coronado and steps forward:: Thank you Captain. ::takes a seat:: some tea would be agreeable [18:45] * Savant closes her hand, and the image of the Obsidian shivers and disappears [18:45] say the word and it'll be opened [18:45] SB> ::looks at Morgan and hands her the tricorder:: Here. Start to accumulate the fines, please. No no, no rough stuff just yet. [18:45] * Savant flickers as well, but is quickly reasserted [18:45] ::smirks:: So what were you doing all this time? Attempting to break through the anti-virii programs? [18:45] Thank you, Lt. [18:45] E> no I ment the ship hasn't fell aprt yet [18:45] ::stiffens:: Wheres the XO? [18:45] ::chuckles a little:: I don't do rough [18:45] Yes sir, for the past fifteen thousand macrocycles, approximately [18:46] ::returns to the bridge, grumbling about direct beamins and wasting his time:: [18:46] ::accepts the tricorder and begins the accumilation of fines:: [18:46] SB> ::speaks in Ferengi, a bit rusty:: (( Open the door, you small-lobed man! I am now charging you a Distress Fee for taking up my valuable time. 100 strips! )) [18:46] E> ::looks at Skylooker:: any other problems I should be aware of? [18:46] * Savant frowns as her form almost de-rezzes into statickey particles of light. [18:46] WR> ::removes the beverages from the wardroom replicator, hands Blokpoel hers, and has a seat:: What can I do for you? [18:46] E> Ok sorry. ::Turn around to the holographic system console:: Not for now ma'am. [18:46] SB> ::looks at Morgan:: Add 100 strips to the inventory of fines. [18:47] ::nods once, thinking this is a far cry from a medical duty but doing it anyway:: [18:47] * Savant waves a hand, and a sub-computer processor buried somewhere int he engineering section whirrs form its dormancy, and she reasserts herself intot he material realm [18:47] Savant? ::turns around and taps something on his console, bringing up a readout on the holo-emitters and the AI program:: [18:47] ::walks towards Ironside:: Sir, Lt Wayne with CPO Tlaloco [18:47] Engineering is attempting to halt my processes. I have rectified the problem.... temporarily. [18:47] E> ::Return his attention to the console and deactivate the holographic systems:: [18:47] E> ::looks at panel with Sky:: [18:47] ::remains at attention, waiting to be noticed:: CPO Tlaloco reporting for duty, sir. [18:47] SB> All right, that's enough. Morgan, pry the door open. Hmm -- will the door be damaged severely? [18:47] SB> ::gives Morgan a wink:: [18:47] WR> ::looks around the room then takes the drink:: Reading a report is one thing... I would like to hear your thoughts on what you think is happening with the Traxati... The Coronado and its crew have has most encounters with this elusive species [18:47] ::resumes his seat on the bridge and notes Wayne and Tlaloco have arrived:: [18:48] of course not [18:48] E> ::goes back to her office and sits down at her desk, rubbing her temples:: if I ever take a day off the ship is going to fall apart, beyond repair... and then they'll all blame it on me... what insanity! [18:48] SB> ::pulls Morgan aside and speaks to her in hushed tones:: (q) Please, work with me here! We're trying to get the Ferengi to open up. [18:48] SB> ::says more loudly:: I say, Miss Morgan ... will the door be irrevocably damaged? [18:48] WR> ::leans back, pensively:: It is clear enough that Starfleet ships and other ships are being used as a sort of... arms depot for the war between the Traxati and X!chi. [18:48] if that's the case sir, promise him financial gain [18:48] +taps+ Bridge to engineering, Savant is back online. Please cease attempting to deactivate her. [18:48] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:49] SB> ::raises an eyebrow, then turns back and points at the shuttle:: Fire away! [18:49] WR> The Traxati don't have warp drive, and the X!chi apparently have no way of defending themselves from Traxati probes. They are both hijacking our and other ships to address those problems. [18:49] *** Arad-Doman (~Arad-Doma@id-14205.saturn.bbn.com) has joined #USS- Coronado [18:49] SB> ::the shuttle door instead opens on its own:: [18:49] +taps+ then can you tell her to take up a little less power please... or warn us... [18:49] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:49] * Savant smiles faintly and bows to Ironside serenely, "thank you sir." [18:49] SB> ::enters, proud of himself, and looks around, beginning to scan:: [18:50] E> ::goes out into main engineering:: you're work has just been shortened, Sky... [18:50] ::under his breath::Lt. how much longer are we going to have to stand at attention? [18:50] WR> ::nods:: But what has happened to start this sudden change in their tactics? Logic dictates there must have been some trigger. [18:50] * Savant flickers a little, but seems unperturbed [18:50] SB> ::looks at Morgan:: Scan the Ferengi, please. [18:50] E> I see [18:50] +taps+ ::smirks at Savant:: I'll relay the request, Lieutenant. [18:50] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:50] WR> ::nods:: We don't know enough yet to say. All we can see are effects. We're no closer to finding causes. [18:50] * Savant frowns pensively [18:50] ::looks over at the Chief who is muttering under his breath:: Can I help you with somthing Chief? [18:50] ::walks over to the XO:: CRXO Bentall, Lt Wayne with CPO Tlaloco [18:51] WR> All I can do is guess that the X!chi somehow managed to capture a starship and used it against the Traxati... who responded in kind, as much as they were able. [18:51] the power resource problem was unforeseen. . . [18:51] SB> ::looks around the shuttle, but sees little out of the ordinary, save for an unusual replicator:: [18:51] No, sir. Just reporting for duty, sir. [18:51] * Savant purses her lips and looks concerned for a moment [18:51] What ship are you transfering in from Chief? [18:51] WR> ::takes a sip from the steaming cup:: We have encountered them before. They have not attacked or taken Federations ships before... Your trip through the Wormwood Gate did not reveal enough for conclusions to be drawn? [18:51] SB> ::walks over to the Ferengi and frowns:: I need to inspect your cargo bay, of course. [18:51] The Enterprise, sir. [18:52] SB> ::looks at Morgan:: Does the Ferengi have anything? [18:52] * Savant 's features smooth [18:52] SB> ::remains quiet, watching and ready if needed as she quietly scans:: [18:52] ::raises a brow:: The Enterprise huh, Do you know Mr. Barnes by any chance? [18:52] M> Repair team 3> ::Walk to the CMO sir you called for the replicator and it's back online sir. [18:52] WR> ::shakes his head:: No. We still don't have a clue how the X!chi capture ships... other than a guess that the initial lifeforms are deposited in the power conduits and then these lifeforms grow into full insectoids. [18:52] WR> However, it's just a theory, and could very well be wrong. [18:52] yes sir, I had the pleasure of firing a phaser at him, sir. [18:52] *** Arad-Doman (~Arad-Doma@id-14205.saturn.bbn.com) has left #USS- Coronado [18:52] Still a few kinks to work out, I suppose. ::looks Savant up and down then looks some of the program code over on his screen:: [18:52] M> Nurse> ::having returned with real coffee:: +taps+ Thanks, but I don't need it fixed NOW! Sick Bay out! [18:52] WR> As for the Traxati... they're not interested in the full ship, or the crew. Just the warp drives. [18:52] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:52] my program has expanded significantly since last we met, Sir. [18:52] ::jaw drops momentarily:: You fired a phaser at him? And why would you do somthing like that? [18:53] WR> We still don't know what they're doing with the crews of the ships they cut in half, though. ::works to keep his expression neutral:: I know we haven't found any of the 124 missing from the Royal Oak, for instance. [18:53] He took me and another crew member hostage and stole a shuttlecraft, sir. [18:53] WR> ::nods almost pensively:: that must be one of the key questions... how do the X!Chi take the ships. ::looks at Lora Kor:: That is most.. disturbing. [18:53] M> ::taps Morgan on the shoulder:: The scans, Morgan? ::looks at her tricorder:: Hmm ... it'll do. [18:54] ::shakes his head:: Well that's a surprising turn of events. I always found Barnes to be very loyal. At anyrate, I assume you have your transfer orders on you? [18:54] M> Repair team 3> Well it is indeed repaired. And we are back on our way to engineering sir. ::Trun around to eng:: [18:54] * Savant seems to sit down, though still floats a few inches from the ground which she perches on [18:54] ::watches the exchange of pleasantries:: Excuse me, Sir. I need to get back to my fighters. ::heads over to Ironside:: [18:54] WR> The Erasmus is currenlty leading a first line of defense against a cloud of probes that are heading specifically to Janus VI [18:54] WR> ::nods agreement:: We've transmitted the sensor logs of the Sutherland, Chicago, and the other ships captured to the Federation Science Council. However, sensors were not a priority for the X!chi... in most cases, the ship's sensors were destroyed in Traxati attacks. [18:54] ::looks at the XO:: Sir they are here- I would appreciate it if there was some- discretion concerning my demotion- [18:54] ::looks over and nods at Wayne, running a couple of Savant's program lines through the re-compiler:: [18:55] ::stops by:: Sir, Lt Wayne. Do you have a moment? [18:55] E> Farley please come here. [18:55] *** Kree (~never@id-48590.tnt3.nashville.tn.da.uu.net) has joined #USS- Coronado [18:55] SB> ::frowns as the Ferengi says something unkind:: (( No, no I suppose I don't have to check the cargo bay NOW. )) [18:55] * Savant stands again, and says thoughtfully, somewhat distracted, "I will return shortly, Sir, i should probably introduce myself to the engineering staff." [18:55] E> :: goes over to Sky:: yes, sir [18:55] WR> ::pales despite himself:: We know one thing for sure -- the Traxati have the means to destroy entire planets. If they've chosen Janus as a target... ::leaves it hanging:: [18:55] *** Kree (~never@id-48590.tnt3.nashville.tn.da.uu.net) has left #USS- Coronado [18:55] ::hands him the file, including listing of former rank as LtCmdr [18:55] Go ahead, Lieutenant. ::nods to Savant and turns in his chair to face Wayne:: [18:55] * Savant disappears with a sparkle of light [18:55] SB> ::nods his head to Morgan:: We're done here. Let's go back to Sick Bay. ::indicates Morgan's things:: Do you always carry that large bag around with you? It must get rather cumbersome! [18:55] E> Savant seem to be taken less energie right? [18:55] ::frowns:: Any word on a supply drop of micro torpedos? We are rather short. [18:56] ::raises his brow for the unmpteenth millionth time and takes the PADD from the chief and begins reading:: Well now... this is interesting. I will take that under advisment chief. Dismissed. You go on active duty tomorrow until then I suggest you familiarize yourself with the ship. [18:56] E> yes ,sir [18:56] * Savant ..... reappears with much more drama as it seems that a small supernova erupts right behind Ensigns Skylooker and Farley. But it's only savant [18:56] :: Stiffens:: aye sir! [18:56] WR> ::nods:: I know. So far they have tended to destroy uninhabited planets though. Then again... they never used to attack Federations ships unless they tampered with a hypergate. [18:56] no I don't. ::slight chuckle:: You did grab me a full day before I'm actually on active duty.. I was just checking in [18:56] ::picks up her bag and walks with him:: [18:56] BOOM [18:57] E>:: turns around because of the bright light:: what the ...! [18:57] SB> Hmm ... well why didn't you just say something then? ::rolls his eyes and leaves the shuttle bay:: [18:57] E>::looks at Savant from where she's standing by her office door:: good morning Savant, you're gracing our presence again? [18:57] ::waits for the TL, wondering what to do next:: [18:57] WR> I would remind you, Fleet Captain, that Zadar was far from uninhabited. 825 million people lost their lives there. Another unknown number were killed when the Traxati destroyed the twin homeworlds of the Moltarr. [18:57] * Savant smiles and bows slightly, the image of serenity [18:57] E> Hummm??? ::Look at Farley:: [18:57] good morning Ma'am ^_^ i trust you're well? [18:57] WR> They have no compunction about destroying inhabited planets. We have to determine WHY they choose those planets. [18:57] ::reaches over and taps a few queries onto his console:: Looks like the microtorps are coming in on two batches...the USS Orient Express and the USS Integrity. Tomorrow and Thursday. [18:57] ::rises and walks over to Ironside:: So, Colonel, what's the status off the cargo and crew transfers? [18:57] i thought i should make the Engineering staff aware of my current system requirements. [18:57] E> ::turns to Sky:: what is that? [18:57] WR> True. But the large majority of the times they have gone for uninhabited planets. [18:57] *> ::over his shoulder:: Do you have a room yet? I'm not really sure who's supposed to handle that. I suppose the quartermaster, or something. I just told the captain I needed an officer's quarters. [18:58] Oh I don't know ::gentling tone so it doesn't come across as being fascitious:: someone grabbed me by the arm and pulled me after them [18:58] WR> ::nods:: True enough. There must be some reason why they're targeting the inhabited planets they are. [18:58] * Savant flaots backwards a little, to give Skylooker and Farley a little breathing room [18:58] ::nods:: Thank you, Sir. Permission to return to the Fighter bay. [18:58] ::nods:: I've already got my assignment [18:58] E> Take a tricorder if you wanna know Ens. [18:58] WR> ::takes another sip:: Would you hazard a... guess.. as to why? [18:58] TL> ::holds it for Wayne:: [18:58] *> Well, you've got to stand up for yourself! Honestly ... you must have come from a planet of introverts! [18:59] ::nods at Wayne:: Granted, Lieutenant. ::brings up the complete supply list for Bentall:: We've gotten about half way through our list of rendezvous, but the Obsidian wasn't on the schedule. We'll have to inform the rest of our transports we'll be slightly late. [18:59] i'm the process that you've been trying to kill in the holographic systems... my name is Savant. [18:59] TL> ::heads for TL:: Thank you [18:59] ::lips quirk in a grin:: I stand up just fine thank you [18:59] *> ::waves Morgan off:: Go get your things set up, and then go to the crew lounge on Deck 7, it's called Seventh Heaven. Tell the man behind the bar that you're new, and he'll give you your complimentary 'Welcome to Hell' meal. [18:59] ::nods:: Make it so. Have you heard anything about this new Chief of the Boat? [18:59] E> Sorry about that. ::Smile:: [18:59] TL> Lieutenant, I don't know how much of that exchange you caught... [18:59] * Savant gestures a wide, long arc with a hand, making a holographic representation of the computer's network appear in its wake [19:00] E> ::looks towards Savant:: Hello, sorry for any problem [19:00] certainly ^_^ as you can tell by the diagram, my software is decentralized at the moment. . . [19:00] TL> But I hope no one finds out that I was a LtCmdr. Do you know what I mean, sir? [19:00] WR> ::shakes his head:: The only time we've seen them respond in a uniformly hostile way is when they believe the X!chi are being harbored... ::voice suddenly trails off:: [19:00] TL> ::grins:: I heard a part but your secret is .safe [19:00] *> I'm being a good officer now, though ... I suppose I'll have to change the name of that to, 'Welcome to Coronado' meal or something less dire ... [19:00] ::shakes his head:: I overheard some of your conversation, but I was unaware that we were receiving a new Chief. Did he say Barnes fired a phaser at him? [19:00] E>::sits down on the floor:: [19:00] WR> ::looks up:: They only attacked the Task Group ships after we captured an X!chi colonial lifeform. [19:00] um thanks.... [19:00] E> Need help to recentralize it? [19:01] *** FlCaptBlokpoel (~blanhe2@id-12323.btinternet.com) has joined #USS- Coronado [19:01] *** CPCO_LoraKor sets mode: +o FlCaptBlokpoel [19:01] TL>Shuttlebay. [19:01] ::nods:: I was unaware of it aswell. As I understand things he reports directly to me. He's the most senior of the enlisted crew aboard. Looking at his file I think I'm going to have to keep an eye on him. [19:01] *> You're a Marine, is that right? Well, you should probably speak to Iron Plate. ::grins at himself at his own joke:: I mean Ironside. He's the Marine Commandant, whatever that means. [19:01] <> [19:01] ::arches an eyebrow:: Is that so? [19:01] not at all, Sir. It took me several. . . months. . . for me to aquire that level of de-centralization. I simply wanted to make you alert to my slightly higher power requirements. . .and how my program has modified itself to fight against any active attempt of destruction or deallocation of memory [19:02] ::nods:: I'll be doing that after I get things set up in my new quarters [19:02] E> ::looks at Savant:: do you realize what you are doing to the computer cores processing? [19:02] *> Oh yes ... do that, then go eat, and then go deal with the colonel. He's nothing special. [19:02] WR> ::nods:: the X!Ci again.... :;finishes her tea and checks her chrono:: [19:02] *> Anyhow, nice to meet you ... thanks for the help, but we really have to work on your improvisational skills ... [19:02] TL::opens:: Thank you again, LT. [19:02] WR> ::takes the hint and stands:: If I had a suggestion, it would be for Erasmus to scan Janus for X!chi activity. [19:02] *> ::turns and walks down the corridor after he waves goodbye:: [19:02] * Savant closes her hand, and the display crumbles into light. She looks over at Oswald with strangely animated eyes, as if the bits could be seen flitting about behind her pupils [19:03] SB> ::steps off:: Need any assistance? [19:03] Yes, Lieutenant. I am. [19:03] WR> ::seriously:: If there are X!chi on Janus and the Traxati arrive, then the planet and everyone on it are as good as dead. [19:03] E> :;sighs:: then you do realize that your de- centralization is causing the computer to function slower... [19:03] ::nods:: He was a Lieutenant Commander according to his file. He's asked me to use my discretion on who I tell that too. Senior department heads only as I see it. [19:03] who me? No thanks. I'll unload here and find the barracks. [19:03] =*> [19:03] WR> ::pushes her chair back:: I had the same thought Captain ::stands:: I need to get back to the Obsidian. We are enroute te SB 742 [19:04] E> which could mean the crucial moments between life and death for the ship... and you.... maybe compromised by your programming... [19:04] I have already put in a request at the next starbase to take on an entire sub-core, and have prepared ODN junction 129-17a for coupling. [19:04] WR> ::nods and bows his head:: Good luck, Fleet Captain. +taps+ Wardroom to Transporter Room One. The Fleet Captain is returning to the Obsidian. [19:04] * Savant seems to get hard- nosed [19:04] I wasn't aware you could move from officer to enlisted like that...did he give you a reason? [19:04] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:04] WR> Fair journey, Fleet Captain. [19:04] SB> ::nods:: If you ever need assistance, give me a call in the Fighter Bay. ::heads for his office:: [19:04] *> ::sees Tlaloco:: Oh , there you are. Mr. Tocalo! [19:04] SB> Thanks! [19:04] E> ::shakes her head:: and that means extra weight, and less space for the crew... [19:05] WR> If the X!Chi are there.. then maybe we can find a way to deal with them. Perhaps move them. ::nods in greeting:: thank you for your time Captain. It was agreeable to meet you. [19:05] ::parts ways with Dalton and goes to find her quarters, dropping off her bag before going in search of Ironside:: [19:05] SB> Look, MD to MD, is this really necessary? [19:05] =.\ction= Fleet Captain Blokpoel returns to the Obsidian. [19:05] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:05] ::shakes his head:: Not from what I can see in this file. ::indicates the PADD:: But I'm sure the Captain knows something. I'll ask him about it and if I can share the info with you. [19:05] E>thanks :;smiles sweetly at Savant, gets up and goes into her office:: [19:05] *> What MD? You're no MD, you're a CPO. Don't get your alphabets mixed up, Mr. Lattaco. [19:05] <> [19:05] E> ::marks off on her list one more thing to do:: [19:05] WR> +taps+ Captain to Bridge. Exec, the Fleet Captain has disembarked. Will you be good enough to get us back on course to Starbase 81? [19:05] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:05] FB> ::enters the fighter bay portion and heads for his office:: [19:05] ::nods his thanks, then notes the Fleet Captain's transfer back to the Obsidian:: [19:05] SB> I keep forgetting my demotions, sir. [19:06] SB> I was CMO of the enterprise. [19:06] * Savant exhales gently, a light frosting of light coming out liek a cloud [19:06] SB> Oh? What happened, did you kill the doctor? ::chuckles:: [19:06] Obsidian> +com+ FCapt Blokpoel has safely arrived. [19:06] E> Humm. {{she's right}} [19:06] *** FCaptBlokpoel (blanhe2@id-57631.btinternet.com) Quit (Ping timeout) [19:07] SB> WEll, there was a little matter of a ritual- the JAG didn't understand. [19:07] E> What did you say Sky? [19:07] SB> So, as you see, I am completely capable of taking my own vitals. [19:07] ::leaves the computer to deal with the coffee- and teacups, and crosses back from the wardroom to the Bridge:: [19:07] Please understand that I have little choice. This de- centralization appears to be an evolution of my program. [19:08] E> I was just wandering. So what is the next system to go down today? [19:08] E> ::exits her office and heads up to the bridge:: I'll be on the bridge if you need me Sky [19:08] +taps+ Understood Captain. [19:08] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:08] SB> I have to supervise the set-up of the chapel anyway. [19:08] E> Yes ma'am [19:08] ::looks over at the helm officer:: You heard the Captain Ensign. Set a course and engage. [19:08] SB> Chapel? What? Ritual? You are an odd one. Never mind. Let's go to Sick Bay. [19:08] ::steps out onto the bridge and looks around for Ironside:: [19:08] E> I hope nothing else!! [19:08] =.\ction= Coronado swings clear of Obsidian and jumps back into the slipstream, bound for Starbase 81. [19:08] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:08] * Savant nods and disappears again [19:08] SB> With all due respect, sir- [19:09] SB> I haven't even unpacked. [19:09] SB> Respect is good, I like respect. [19:09] ::enters the bridge and crosses over to the bridge engineering console:: [19:09] E> ::Smile:: Yep. [19:09] FB> ::stops and heads for Flight Ops:: (m) Better give them the good news. [19:09] * Savant 's program slips along the now familiar data streams, as if running in parallel. It observes the data moving along without interfering, simply polling the information as she goes along... soon arriving back at the bridge [19:09] SB> Oh, what is it with you people? ::frowns:: Very well. I get off duty in six hours. Show up in five. Trust me, I have never killed anyone during a routine physical. [19:09] SB> Maybe I can make an appointment. [19:10] ::glances back his console, noting Savant's movements amusingly:: [19:10] SB> Meanwhile, looks like I"ll have to read your bio ... JAG and demotions and rituals and chapels ... not sure what it all means. [19:10] SB>::smiles:: Thank you sir!! ::rushes off:: [19:10] ::heads for his chair and drops into it, frowning over at Bentall:: The Fleet Captain informed me that Traxati probes have been spotted heading at relativistic speeds toward Janus VI. [19:10] * Savant is heralded on the bridge by a loud CRAK and another whiff of ozone [19:10] If they were using the warp-driven probes, we'd probably be reading about the death of another planet this morning. As it is, there's one Starfleet ship in range to try to deal with the situation. [19:10] ::glances at Savant and rolls her eyes and mutters:: I can't get away from it [19:10] ::approaches Ironhorse and salutes:: Second Lt Marissa Morgan, Marine Medical, reporting for duty, Sir! [19:11] ::heads off the bridge to sickbay:: [19:11] SB> computer, locate Com- Chief Tlaloco's quarters. [19:11] ::nods:: Again? This is too commor. ::hands Lora Kor a PADD:: By the way, here's Chief Tlaloco's transfer orders Captain. Seems like an interesting individual. What's he do to deserve the demotion? [19:11] SB>::enters sickbay and looks around for the nearest medical professional:: [19:11] <> [19:11] ::winces slightly at the loud crack, wondering if Savant has to be so dramatic, then stands as the Lieutenant approaches, saluting:: At ease, Lieutenant. Welcome aboard. You come highly recommended from Corps HQ. [19:12] * Savant says quietly to Tlaloco in his corridor, a disembodied voice, nothing like the computer, "two decks up, three doors to yor right, sir" [19:12] SB> ::hmphs:: What an odd one. And that name? I can't even pronounce it. ::shakes his head:: Humans. [19:12] E> Farley take this way ::Point the right:: and check if someone need help with something I'll do the same on the left side. Ok? [19:12] ::glances at Savant:: Is that really necassary Savant? [19:12] FB> ::enters Flight Ops and taps the duty officer on the shoulder:: You got your wish. Micros will be arriving tommorrow and Thursday. [19:12] ::accepts the PADD, leans back, and reads:: Apparently, there is some question about his conduct. From what little I've been informed, we could help the situation by immediately locking up all of our female crew. [19:12] E> can do [19:12] is.... what neccesary, sir? [19:12] ::looks back at Lora Kor sharply:: Really? He's a problem child then is he? [19:12] TL> ::steps into the turbolift:: Hmm ... where to go. So many people to bother, so little time. [19:13] *> wanders the hall, oggling the ensigns. [19:13] ::at ease and nods once, handing him her assignment Padd:: [19:13] Thank you sir [19:13] Obsidan> ::steps out of Turbo lift:: Cmdr Jenson.. resume our course to SB 742.. send a message of thank you to Capt Lora Kor and ask him when he will be kind enough to give an update on the transfer of Lt Ji'kohr to the Epsilon Command Staff [19:13] Duty Officer> FB> ::grins:: No spitballs at all. ::returns to monitoring his console:: [19:13] *> Hey baby, how 'bout pulling rank? [19:13] E> :: starts down the right side checking on the other personnal in engineering:: [19:13] I've already had the .... um, pleasure in meeting the Doctor I will be working with in the medical field [19:13] E> ::Walk on the left side on eng and check who need help:: [19:14] TL> ::shrugs:: Rule of Acquisition #115. Whether it be bribery, whining, or blackmail, it never hurts to start at the top. Computer, bridge. [19:14] ::turns off the PADD for later reading and nods:: In these cases, Starfleet has elected for the officer in question to be made a Chief Petty Officer and try to work out the difficulty in a less stressful environment. That's what he's doing here. [19:14] If we're successful in moderating his personality, he'll no doubt be recommended for a command position elsewhere in the Fleet. If not... ::leaves it hanging:: [19:14] ::grasps the PADD and looks it over quickly as Morgan continues:: Ah yes, Mr. Dalton. ::keeps his face neutral:: I think you'll find he takes some getting useful. However, should you slip up and injure him in some manner, I don't believe anyone will come down on you too hard. ::deadpan:: [19:14] Q> Ok, I won' t be sleeping here, Gar. This'll be the new chapel. [19:14] FB> ::exits the Flight Ops and heads for his office:: [19:15] * Savant drifts off to one side, for once not paying all that much attention to the room in general, looking thoughtful and introverted [19:15] ::shakes his head:: Seems like an odd solution. ::shrugs:: Well, seen as he reports directly to me, if he tries that sort of nonsense here he'll be sorry. ::pauses:: Perhaps I should have him and Lieutenant Oswald working together for awhile. [19:15] ::chuckles:: I'll keep that in mind, Sir [19:15] Q>GAr> Good luck, brother, I'm getting off this ship. [19:15] Obsidian- Jenson> Aye Captain. ::taps on console and sends message to Cornado:: Helm.. resume our course to SB 742 Warp 9. [19:15] *** Sonja (zunite@id-62480.reshalls.umn.edu) has joined #uss-coronado [19:15] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Sonja [19:15] Computer recognizes Sonja. Authorization codes enabled. [19:15] Q> Thank you. ::The doors close. Tlaloco draws his obsidian knife:: [19:15] ::nods:: Sounds workable. I suspect the Lieutenant will be immune to his charms. ::chuckles:: In the meantime, he's requested to be given an additional duty assignment as ship's chaplain, a request I've granted, conditionally. [19:16] ::steps off the turbolift:: Hel-lo, happy bridge crew! Hello, wonderful humanoids! [19:16] *** Sonja is now known as LTEN__Oswald [19:16] ::looks at Ironside:: You too, Colonel. [19:16] *** LTEN_Oswald (zunite@id-62480.reshalls.umn.edu) Quit (Connection reset by peer) [19:16] * Savant looks over at Dalton and says pleasantly, "Good afternoon, Mr Dalton" [19:16] YOU!? [19:16] * Savant bows a little [19:16] ::signs the PADD and hands it back after downloading the contents into his own personal file for furthur review, then glances at Dalton:: Good Afternoon to you too, Lieutenant. [19:16] SB> ::gets a shot of something for her head and then heads back down to engineering:: [19:16] ::nods:: As long as he plays by the rules I don't see a problem with it. ::groans as Dalton enters the bridge:: Hello Doctor. [19:17] ::watches Dalton and mutters sotto vocce:: So, should anyone have any spiritual needs to be taken care of... ::glances over at Savant:: ...last rites, that sort of thing... ::smiles at his own joke:: [19:17] ::grins at the Captains little joke:: [19:17] ::raises an eyebrow at Savant:: There's not enough obeisance in the world to make up for what you've done, holoprogram. [19:17] ::mutters:: Matzli, protect them from me. [19:17] E> ::Pick a PADD and prepair a report about the situation like usual.:: [19:17] * Savant floats towards Dalton a little, "pardon, sir?" [19:17] ::tucks padd into a pocket and salutes yet again:: I'm assigned to report in the morning. Permission to use the rest of the time setting up my quarters, Sir. [19:18] FB> ::stops by the pilots ready room and enters:: [19:18] +taps+ Bentall to Chief Tlaloco [19:18] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:18] ::watches the reunion of the old friends Dalton and Savant, smiling to himself:: [19:18] Q> +Taps+ tlaloco here. [19:18] E> ::goes into her office and sits down at her desk:: [19:18] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:18] * Savant in any case, i'm not programmed for obeisance ^_^ [19:18] ::waves Savant away:: Yes I know, only for assimilation. [19:18] Q> ::wipes the blood off his hand:: [19:18] ::looks back at Morgan and nods:: Very well, Lieutenant, permission granted. Go ahead and familiarize yourself with the facilities. My own medic was seriously wounded in our last engagement, so you'll be in my squadron for training and combat action. [19:18] ::looks at Lora:: Really, this is intolerable. [19:18] +taps+ I want to see you in my office at 0900 hours tomorrow morning Chief. We need to set a few things straight before you get to intrenched on this ship. Understood? [19:18] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:18] Not at all Sir. Though some may argue that humanity, or any life form, is bent on assimilation and domination. [19:19] ::nods:: thank you Sir [19:19] Q>+Taps+ acknowledged. [19:19] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:19] ::turns with perfect precission and heads toward the TL and enters:: [19:19] ::smirks at Savant:: Oh, how little you know the truthfulness of your comment. [19:19] ::gives a polite parting smile to the Lieutenant and turns as his console beeps softly:: Approaching the Delta Panora system, Captain. [19:19] ::looks at Dalton:: What can we do for you Doc? [19:19] E> ::leaning over an cadet:: if you set it up this way it will shave at least 5 mins. on the response time. [19:20] I have the combined knowledge of several civilizations, Sir. I know full well the consequences of my words. [19:20] ::wags a finger at Savant:: One day ... I'll enlighten you. But not today. I'm playing the good Starfleet officer. [19:20] ::looks at Bentall:: What, I need an excuse to come to the bridge? The chief medical officer? [19:20] Q>::pulls out his farengi medkit and patches the hand. Slips himself a hypospray. [19:20] Ens Shras, at Helm> ::looks over his shoulder, frowning:: Captain, Starbase 81 is in this system. [19:20] <> [19:20] allow me to enlighten *you*, Mr Dalton. My program will not be compromised, threats or no. [19:20] By the way, your double cost me a lot of money, Bentall. You're persona non grata in Seventh Heaven. [19:21] Q>::To himself:: That'll shield the antibodies. [19:21] ::stands up, looking a bit confused:: We're here already? I thought we were still a good fifty lights out. [19:21] ::grins:: Not the last time I checked but we could institute a new rule for you. And as for that Mr. Dalton, I can't be held responsible for what my double may or may not have done. It's against interstellar law. [19:21] E> ::Walk toward the CEO wile finishing the report PADD:: Ma'am here is a detail report of what happen wile you were not here. [19:21] *>::Toward medbay:: ohh doctor, did you say five hours? I thought you said five minutes. [19:21] ::looks at Savant coldly:: You know, the captain asked me not to mention this to you, but I feel you've got it coming. ::sidles up to Savant:: Which of your many crimes against humanity shall we go over first? [19:22] Dalton! Be quiet! [19:22] * Savant turns towards Lora and says calmly, "Sir, we *are* fifty light years from the Starbase ^_^" [19:22] E> ::takes the report and sighs:: thank you Sky [19:22] =.\ction= In the holographic tank, ignored by everyone but the Captain and the Colonel, a single reddish star with a single planet orbiting it appears in the tank... a Starbase is hanging near the planet. [19:22] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:22] ::enters quarters and starts to unpack:: [19:22] <> [19:22] we have arrived at the Delta Panora system, whereas the Starbase is in the Omega Penora system. [19:22] E> ::Rrturn to this left side checking:: [19:22] ::points at the holographic tank:: Then what is that... exactly? [19:22] ::looks at the tank:: [19:22] Q>::notices Morgan entering quarters:: chimes. [19:22] ::frowns, checks his sensors:: It's Starbase 81... [19:23] ::looks away from Dalton and at the display:: [19:23] * Savant doesn't turn to look, but says brightly, "an anomaly, sir." [19:23] Checking for neutrino emissions.... [19:23] FB> ::takes a seat near a group of pilots, relaxing:: [19:23] ::grins at Savant:: Maybe the holoprogram's lost its depth perception. [19:23] E> Cdt#1> Ens Skylooker you're still here sir? [19:23] *> ::Chimes outside Morgan's quarters:: [19:23] * Savant waves a dismissive hand at Dalton, leaving a trail of light in her hands wake [19:23] E> Yes, why? [19:23] <> [19:24] << Quarters >> [19:24] <> [19:24] =.\ction= Coronado continues to approach the Delta Penora system and it's Starbase... [19:24] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:24] E> Cdt#1> Didn't you shift finish 30 min ago? [19:24] ::blinks:: Captain....I'm getting a time beacon signal from Starbase 81...50 light years away. I'm also getting a time beacon signal from Starbase 81...half a secon later from directly in front of us. [19:24] Enter [19:24] ::shrugs:: So it's a sensor malfunction. What's the big deal? [19:24] ::frowns:: This is odd. [19:24] ::enters:: I'm sorry, I don't mean to disturb you, Lieutenant. [19:24] <> [19:25] sensor logs indicate that the starbase appeared five minutes ago [19:25] The big deal Doctor, is that diagnostics indicate the sensors are working. [19:25] previously, i am registering COBE radiation and the tail end of a nebulae [19:25] I just heard that I was not the only one new at this pick- up and I wanted to introduce myself. [19:26] =Description= The Delta Penora system continues to increase in detail as the LORASON sensors cover the system... the star is a darkish red giant... an ancient star, heading toward its death. The single planet is a blue- black gas giant orbiting at about Jupiter distance. The Starbase seems... hazy, somehow. [19:26] ::looks at Bentall:: Well obviously, Commander, something is wrong. There aren't two Starbase 81's now are there? It would be very confusing. [19:26] <> [19:26] ::raises his eyebrows:: Five minutes ago, you say, Savant? [19:26] exactly, Mr Dalton ::nods slightly:: [19:26] aye, Sir. Five and a half minutes, now. [19:26] Q> I just wanted to introduce myself. Olmeoaxaca W. Tlaloco, CPO and ship's chaplain. [19:26] E> Humm... Computer what time is it? [19:27] Someone's obviously trying to get our attention. ::pauses:: I don't know about anyone else, but they have mine. All stop once we reach the system. [19:27] * Savant holds up a hand and displays the pertinent portion of the log from her emitter [19:27] Perhaps because as Savant has indicated it's an anomoly. [19:27] *** Doc (dunno@id-22119.hstntx.swbell.net) has joined #USS-Coronado [19:27] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Doc [19:27] Computer recognizes Doc. Authorization codes enabled. [19:27] E> Computer> 1010 hours Ens Skylooker. [19:27] <> [19:27] ::frowns and thinks at Bentall:: {{ Here's the part where we go investigating things and get into trouble ... again. }} [19:27] =.\ction= A new hologram appears in the tank... it shows a lonely blue-black planet... and a moment later, the starbase seems to "flow" into being. [19:27] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:27] Q> ::Frowns:: Sorry. I can see that you're buisy. [19:28] E> I see. Ty Cdt. [19:28] *** Doc is now known as Lt2dr-Morgan [19:28] ::grins in a knowing way as he "hears" Dalton's thoughts:: [19:28] E> Cdt#1> You're welcome sir. [19:28] i'm attempting to perform deeper scans to find any flaws int he scans, sir. [19:28] no, not at all ::nods at the first bag:: can you bring me that? [19:28] Q> I was just saying since we're both new here, I thought I'd introduce myself. [19:28] ::looks at Bentall:: Did you say somethin? [19:28] Q> ::passes the bag:: [19:28] =.\ction= The Coronado enters the system and drops to impulse, approaching the Starbase. [19:28] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:29] * Savant holds her hand to her mouth thoughtfully, the holographic avatar appearing thoughtful [19:29] Q> So people call me Olme, and I'm going to be ship's chaplain. [19:29] ::looks at Dalton:: I didn't say anything. [19:29] I'm still getting the beacon from Omega Panora...if the starbase is....'moving', it hasn't finished whatever it is it's doing... [19:29] q> ::smiles slightly:: well welcome aboard. I'm going to be Marine Medical [19:29] ::shakes his head:: I must be tired. [19:29] E> ::Walk to the CEO:: Ensign Skylooker asking permission to take is off duty time ma'am. [19:29] hand me that? ::points to the small box behind him:: [19:29] Now where was I ... oh yes. I was about to have a little chat with the hologram. [19:29] ::blinks:: The station looks completely intact, marginal atmosphere and power. I'm not reading any life signs, though. [19:30] Q>::grins:: MEdical eh? I won't hold that against you. [19:30] perhaps some rest would be in order, sir? ^_^ The duty shift is nearly over. [19:30] ::nods:: Take us into a high orbit of the starbase. Go to yellow alert, but let's keep shields down for now. [19:30] =.\ction= The automatic alert warning sounds as the ship's alert status changes to yellow . [19:30] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:30] Ohh! NOW it wants to give me orders! [19:30] ::glances over at Bentall:: Feel like taking a look? ::indicates the starbase with one finger:: [19:30] Q>::notes the ship's alert status:: Well, better get to the barracks. See you after the alert! [19:31] E> ::nods:: sure... as soon as we're back to green status... [19:31] =.\ction= Coronado settles into a high orbit over the Starbase... it still seems hazy, but is undeniably there. [19:31] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:31] ::nods and climbs down from the short ladder:: [19:31] Dalton, you are not to discuss that with Savant. That is a standing order and you will be severly punished if you disobey. ::looks at the Captain:: Sounds like fun. [19:31] ::nods at Bentall:: Assemble an Away team. [19:31] FB> ::jumps up a bit startled and heads out of pilot's room:: (q) They must know when we take a break down here. [19:31] E> No problem ma'am. [19:31] *** L2dr_Morgan (dunno@id-19438.hstntx.swbell.net) Quit (Broken pipe) [19:31] ::gives Savant a grin and leans in close:: (q) Hear that? Isn't it bugging you that there's something you don't know? Something they don't want you to find out about? [19:31] *** Savant` (cpinnell@id-52963.remote.ualberta.ca) has joined #USS- Coronado [19:31] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Savant` [19:31] Computer recognizes Savant`. Authorization codes enabled. [19:32] E> ::Walk to Farley:: [19:32] ((beh)) [19:32] *** Savant (cpinnell@id-53089.remote.ualberta.ca) Quit (Connection reset by peer) [19:32] ::nods:: Colonel? Please assemble a marine contignet and meet me in the main transporter room. [19:32] *** Savant` is now known as Savant [19:32] << It wasn't enough that I was doing your every bidd -- ::stops >> [19:32] ::gives Savant a grin and leans in close:: (q) Hear that? Isn't it bugging you that there's something you don't know? Something they don't want you to find out about? [19:32] ::aloud, to Dalton:: Mr. Dalton, he already knows. [19:32] ::looks at Ironside:: What? Since when? ::arms on his hips, very dubious:: [19:32] Mr. Dalton, your with me. +taps+ Bentall to Oswald. [19:32] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:32] *>::pumped up, heading to quarters:: Because of you, the heady perfumes of summer pain me; because [19:32] of you, I again seek out the signs that precipitate desires: shooting [19:32] stars, falling objects. [19:33] +taps+ yes, mon cher? [19:33] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:33] there is much i don't know, Sir. Unlike many biological organisms, i can contain my . . .enthusiasm [19:33] ::glances over:: I've spoken to her at length about it. She made quite the apology to me a few days after the wipe. ::glances at Savant:: [19:33] * Savant frowns slightly [19:33] *> ::The hypospray feels good in his arm:: [19:33] ::looks at Ironside:: It certainly hasn't apologized for the other things. [19:33] ::grins at Savant:: The ones we can't talk about, those would be. [19:33] ::frowns:: +taps+ Lieutenant, you know better then that. I need an engineer to join an away mission. Either yourself or one of your team. Assemble in transporter room 1. [19:33] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:33] ::walks over to Bentall:: [19:33] E> ::finishes up checking on the right side then back to Sky:: Everything all right on your side? [19:34] FB> ::heads for Flight Ops:: [19:34] I will not be reduced to trading barbs with you, sir. [19:34] MB> ::pops his head into medbay::: No one here? well, computer tell the doc I missed him. [19:34] E> Yes and your's? [19:34] Yes, I hope to reduce you much further than that, one day ... [19:34] * Savant straightens, completely unintimidated [19:34] E> +taps+ of course, my commanding officer, sir [19:34] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:34] E> good on my side [19:34] ::looks back at Ironside:: Colonel? [19:34] ::locks down his console and hits his comm badge:: +taps+ Ironside to Lieutenant Morgan, if you're not opposed to starting work today, grab your light combat gear and meet us in transporter room one for an away assignment. [19:34] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:34] ::to Bentall:: Commander ... I'm going out on a limb here but ... perhaps it is not a good idea to beam over to the phantom starbase that may not really exist. [19:34] E> Planing to be off duty soon? [19:35] *> ::To the barracks:: [19:35] E>::goes out to enigneering:: anyone what dibs on an away mission? [19:35] ::looks back at Dalton:: That's why your coming with us Doc. You never know you may annoy it into reality. [19:35] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Yellow Alert . [19:35] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:35] ::nods to Bentall as he exits the bridge:: I'll meet you in the transporter room, Commander. [19:35] ::crosses hsi arms:: And you may wow it with your bumbling. [19:35] E> ::an alarm goes off on the panel in fron t of me:: Sky I have another power flucation [19:36] Acknowledged Colonel. ::grins at Dalton:: I doubt it. Come along Doctor. ::enters the TL:: Transporter Room 1. [19:36] B>::creeps into the barracks, and finds an empty bunk:: [19:36] ::follows after saluting:: Aye aye, 'sir'. [19:36] * Savant taps her chin pensively, little sparks lighting from her finger [19:36] E> Not again. [19:36] TL> ::to Bentall:: You see? I saluted, because i'm the good Starfleet officer Dalton now. [19:37] B> ::The room swirls, a sense of euphoria fills tlaloco, and then a memory:: [19:37] E> power seems to be drawn off again to somewhere? [19:37] B>::To himself:: Damn you, Meredith. [19:37] E> ::looks at Sky:: can you handle engineering till I get back? [19:37] TL> ::gives Dalton a whithering glare:: Is it possible for you to say something nice once in awhile Doctor? [19:37] ::stands up and walks toward the tank, watching it pensively:: [19:37] E> Yes ma'am [19:37] TL> Yes. [19:37] * Savant frowns slightly [19:37] E> To were ens [19:37] TL> ::looks at Bentall then looks away:: Your boots are well polished. [19:37] *>::quickly makes his way to the armoury and dons the light combat gear, grabbing a IIIa compression rifle off of the rack while grabbing a pair of other marines to join them:: [19:38] Savant, this is going to seem somewhat odd... but hail Starbase 81. [19:38] E>::grabs an engineering kit and heads up to transporter room one:: [19:38] FB> ::enters Flight Ops and grabs his chair and listens for a bit:: Someone want to fill me in? [19:38] =.\ction= The Away Team assemble in the Transporter Room. [19:38] T1> ::sits down on the transporter pad:: [19:38] * Savant floats about like a wraith, completely ignoring her centre of gravity or what 'normal' flight would be.. . .she drifts towards a terminal and places her arm into it, up to the elbow [19:38] +taps+ Bentall to Bridge. Ready to transport Captain. [19:38] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:38] aye Sir. [19:38] *** McC (mcclure@id-45119.nm01-c3.cpe.charter-ne.com) has joined #USS- Coronado [19:38] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v McC [19:38] Computer recognizes McC. Authorization codes enabled. [19:38] McC = Lt. Commander Fornan Dejat, Chief of Flight Operations. [19:38] *** McC is now known as ObsMcC [19:38] +taps+ Proceed, Exec. [19:38] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:38] not sure sir I can't seem to pin point it to anything inside the ship? [19:38] hailing. . . [19:39] No responce sir. . . for either. [19:39] +taps+ Understood. ::faces the transporter chief:: Energize chief. [19:39] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:39] B>::in the euphoria, he asks the gods for protection for the ship and crew, and promises them rewards for their protection:: [19:39] ::adjusts the setting on his rifle and checks the power charge as he stands on the pad:: [19:39] ::makes quick time in joining the others in the TR, suited up and ready:: [19:39] TR> ::frowns:: I still don't know why I am going. I haven't any experience treating anomalous residents of a starbase anomaly. [19:39] *** CLMC_Ironside is now known as [CLMC_Ironside] [19:39] =.\ction= The Away team rematerializes in a normal-looking Starbase operations deck. [19:39] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:39] *** CRXO_Bentall is now known as [CRXO_Bentall] [19:39] *** LTEN__Oswald is now known as [LTEN_Oswald] [19:39] *** LTDR_Dalton is now known as [LTDR_Dalton] [19:39] desc The Operations deck is darkened, but emergency lights are functioning. It is an oval-shaped chamber with a horseshoe shaped center console, and other consoles around the edges. [19:39] <[LTDR_Dalton]> << oops ;) >> [19:39] E> Then try to locate Savant it may give us some response. [19:39] <> [19:39] =Description= The Operations deck is darkened, but emergency lights are functioning. It is an oval-shaped chamber with a horseshoe shaped center console, and other consoles around the edges. [19:39] <[CRXO_Bentall]> ::looks around and pulls out his tricorder:: Stay sharp folks. [19:40] * Savant removes her arm from the console and folds her hands behind her back [19:40] *** Lt2dr-Morgan is now known as [Lt2dr_Morgan] [19:40] <[LTDR_Dalton]> ::touches a nearby console to see if it's real:: [19:40] Duty Officer> FB> You can relax a bit, Lt. Seems we got a mystery. ::gives him a quick rundown:: [19:40] <[CLMC_Ironside]> ::glances around, activating the sensors on his helmet visor as he turns on his wrist lamps:: [19:40] =.\ction= Near several of the consoles, smoky translucent figures... apparently wearing Starfleet uniforms... are "operating" the solid consoles. [19:40] Captain, when you have a free moment i would like to speak with you about a matter. . . consider it a low priority, but when you have the time. . . [19:40] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Yellow Alert . [19:40] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:40] <[Lt2dr_Morgan]> ::takes out tricorder and starts to scan:: [19:40] <[LTEN_Oswald]> ::looks around her and whistles:: [19:40] <[CRXO_Bentall]> ::eyes the figures:: Is that what I think it is? [19:41] <[LTEN_Oswald]> ghosts? [19:41] =.\ction= Their "hands" touch consoles, which apparently change functions, but there is no sound, and the people are definitely not here... [19:41] <[LTEN_Oswald]> no... we don't do haunted stations... [19:41] * CPCO_LoraKor =/\= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM PAUSE =-=-=-=-=-=- =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= =/\= [19:41] <[LTDR_Dalton]> ::taps one of the ghosts on the shoulder:: [19:41] E> Savant can you come to engineer? [19:41] <[CRXO_Bentall]> ::approaches one of the figures and hesitantly puts his hand out to touch it:: [19:41] <[Lt2dr_Morgan]> ::attn:: [19:41] <[CLMC_Ironside]> ::looks around the room, letting his hand pass through one of the....<> [19:41] <[CRXO_Bentall]> ::attn:: [19:41] <[CLMC_Ironside]> ::attn:: [19:41] ::attn:: [19:41] <[LTEN_Oswald]> ::attn:: [19:41] ::attn:: [19:41] ::Shakes himself:: Crew, ::Attn:: [19:41] ::attn:: [19:41] <[LTDR_Dalton]> ::attn:: [19:41] * Savant flaots attentively [19:41] OK, for the record, we'll get to what happens when you try to touch one of them next week. ;) [19:41] <[CRXO_Bentall]> :) [19:42] *** [CRXO_Bentall] is now known as CRXO_Bentall [19:42] woo hoo! that was fun! [19:42] As many of you know, I sometimes like to have a more or less traditional Halloween sim some Halloweens. This is it. ;) [19:42] <[LTEN_Oswald]> ::sneeks over to Lora and taps him on the shoulder:: does that mean I get the last line? [19:42] * Savant grins evilly at Dalton [19:42] <[Lt2dr_Morgan]> for the record... the a-z> confuzzles the brain that's had its bags packed for vacation :p [19:42] ::nods over at Oswald:: And a fine one it is. ;) Anyway, make sure you're all here next week. Should be amusing. ;) [19:42] Any questions? [19:42] <[CLMC_Ironside]> ::politely nudges the Fleet Captain to wake her up:: [19:42] ::shakes her head sleepily:: [19:42] <[LTDR_Dalton]> ::raises hand:: [19:42] yes, but, later ^_^ [19:42] Dr. Dalton? [19:42] <[CLMC_Ironside]> ::raises his hand:: [19:43] <[LTDR_Dalton]> You need to straighten Mouse & I out on the 'situation' after the sim please. :) [19:43] ::chuckles:: OK. Colonel? [19:43] * Savant nods nods [19:43] *** [LTEN_Oswald] (zunite@id-62480.reshalls.umn.edu) Quit (Connection reset by peer) [19:43] ::looks up:: [19:43] <[CLMC_Ironside]> Where are the medals and promos you said we'd take care of in sim last week. I feel like punishing people. ;-) [19:44] *** [LTEN_Oswald] (zunite@id-62480.reshalls.umn.edu) has joined #uss- coronado [19:44] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v [LTEN_Oswald] [19:44] Computer recognizes [LTEN_Oswald]. Authorization codes enabled. [19:44] Let's do 'em next week. One of the key punishees isn't here tonight. ;) [19:44] <[LTEN_Oswald]> <<:;sighs:: I love my computer...>> [19:44] you can't punish me any more. The entire crew either hates me or wants to deactivate me. You can't get any worse 8:P [19:44] <[CLMC_Ironside]> ::chuckles:: Will do. [19:44] <[LTDR_Dalton]> Aww poor Sav --- hey wait. [19:44] Fortunately for you, the Captain likes Savant. ;) Any other questions? Comments from the observers? [19:44] <[LTDR_Dalton]> Boo Savant! Boo! [19:44] >whew< [19:45] LOL Hush. ;) [19:45] ::raises:: [19:45] Exec? [19:45] ::sticks tongue out at Dalton:: nyea nyea nyea [19:45] <[Lt2dr_Morgan]> ::raises both hands:: [19:45] <> [19:45] I just wanted to point out that Lieutenant Oswald is pretending to be a full Lieutenant and should be punished accordingly. ::grins:: [19:45] <[LTDR_Dalton]> ::grins:: Yes, but he likes me too [19:45] <[LTDR_Dalton]> So taht shows there's no accounting for taste. [19:45] <[LTEN_Oswald]> *shrugs* [19:45] <[LTEN_Oswald]> nobody said anything... [19:45] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Yellow Alert . [19:45] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:45] <> [19:45] =.\ction= The Bridge and corridor lighting returns to normal as the ship's alert status changes to green . [19:45] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:45] <[LTEN_Oswald]> how am I suppose to remember everything... [19:46] *** [LTEN_Oswald] is now known as Sonya [19:46] That's cause we just noticed. :) [19:46] LOL! Indeed. Exec, get out the whips for Sonya, and dismiss the rest. ;) [19:46] Ahh I'm just teasing you. :) [19:46] [22:43:00] <[CLMC_Ironside]> ::raises his hand:: [19:46] [22:43:03] <[LTDR_Dalton]> You need to straighten Mouse & I out on the 'situation' after the sim please. :) [19:46] [22:43:27] ::chuckles:: OK. Colonel? [19:46] LCARS, we are done. Let em rip! [19:46] * CoroLCARS =/\= CRXO_Bentall has called: Company, at ease! =/\= [19:46] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901 =/\= Time to relax -- http://www.jestertrek.com/coro2400/' [19:46] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: -m