[18:04] OK, I think I'm gonna assume that Fras will get here when he gets here. ;) [18:04] *** Jester is now known as CPCO_LoraKor [18:04] *** Masters is now known as LMSL_Wayne [18:04] *** McC is now known as CRHL_Dejat [18:04] LCARS, let's get this bunch to attention. [18:04] * CoroLCARS =/\= CPCO_LoraKor has called: ATTENTION ON DECK =/\= [18:04] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901 =/\= Sim in progress!' [18:04] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [18:04] *** Savant (cpinnell@id-11674.powersurfr.com) Quit (Connection reset by peer) [18:04] ::attn:: [18:04] ::attn:: [18:04] ::attn:: [18:04] ::attn:: [18:04] ::attn:: [18:04] *** Heiwa is now known as Mr_Dalton [18:04] *** Sonya is now known as LtEN_Oswald [18:04] ::attn:: [18:04] ::attn:: [18:05] <^2LtPetrovna> ::attn:: [18:05] Welcome to 2001, everyone! :) Anyone managing a good 2001 pun during tonight's sim not only gets a nod in exchange of the week, but gets an extra week toward their next promo. ;) [18:06] We'll see if anyone can come up with one. ;) My money's on Savant. She's at least got the right character for it. ;) [18:06] pun ... oh yes [18:06] With that said, here's tonight's briefing. :) [18:06] =Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... [18:06] Stardate 240101.08: "Regression", Part 1; story by Heiwa, teleplay by Jester. [18:06] SUMMARY: The words "frigate" and "diplomacy" do not generally mix. [18:06] Coronado has completed her rendezvous with Task Group 5.4, currently stationed in the Wormwood system; the Task Group continues to monitor both the disabled Wormwood gate and the nearby (still functional) Brimstone gate. While in the area, Coronado transferred ordnance and supplies to the Group. [18:06] With that mission completed, Coro has been ordered to Starbase 75. There, we will pick up two diplomatic delegations, from the homeworlds of the T'Keni and Elnar. These two races have been engaged in a decades-long war, and have requested Federation assistance as a neutral party in resolving it. [18:06] The T'Keni and Elnar delegations have been on Starbase 75 for several weeks, working out the details of a full diplomatic conference that will be held on Drea 6. While two other ships pick up the actual ambassadorial parties on the two homeworlds, Coro has the job of ferrying the teams that planned the conference. [18:06] ack [18:07] ack [18:07] ack [18:07] ack [18:07] ack [18:07] ack [18:07] <^2LtPetrovna> ack [18:07] ack [18:08] Kind of a change of pace mission for us, and I want to thank Heiwa for submitting it. :) [18:08] Any questions before we start? [18:08] You welcome :) [18:08] ::Raises hand:: [18:08] ::nods:: Chief? [18:08] Do we know anything about either race? [18:09] Both are pretty typical Trek humanoids. We'll get into more detail about physiology and such either during tonight's sim or next week's teaser. [18:09] you know, telephathic, warrior like, whatever? [18:09] thank you, sir. [18:10] Any other questions? [18:10] We're just sitting in Wormwood? [18:10] Nope. We're en route to SB75 now. [18:10] *** Savant (cpinnell@id-11674.powersurfr.com) has joined #USS-Coronado [18:10] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Savant [18:10] Computer recognizes Savant. Authorization codes enabled. [18:10] Mouse = Savant, U.S.S. Coronado Holographic Artificial Intelligence Interface. [18:11] (hi again) [18:11] Ah. The "currently stationed in Wormwood" threw me. [18:11] *** Fras|GermanClass is now known as CLMC_Ironside [18:11] TG5.4 is stationed in Wormwood. We're technically part of the group, but wandering off for a bit. ;) [18:11] << hey mouse >> [18:11] <> [18:12] And what of Kelaka? [18:12] I think we can safely assume that Dejat is either working on it, finishing it, or just finished it. I've been kind of waiting for a log or something about it. ;) [18:12] * Savant acknowledges the briefing [18:12] * CRHL_Dejat nods. We'll handle that IC then ;) [18:13] Anything else? [18:13] Just let me know where you want the lead to go Dejat and I'll follow right behind you as far as logs go, [18:13] ;) [18:13] nothing here [18:13] Alrighty. :) Welcome, Fras. ;) [18:13] Let's sim! [18:13] * CPCO_LoraKor =/\= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM START =-=-=-=-=-=- =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= =/\= [18:14] =.\ction= Coronado proceeds at slipstream toward Starbase 75. [18:14] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:14] chapel> Ms. Savant, so nice of you to come by. You just missed servicesl [18:14] * Savant floats in the ship's small chapel, looking serene and unperturbed, almost like a statue save the flickering [18:14] << what no == sim begin == graphic? :) >> [18:14] 7> ::wipes down his bar, enjoying a little downtime & non- Starfleet time:: [18:14] ::standing at the Tactical/Security Station on the bridge:: +tap+ Daren to Ensign Cavanaugh! [18:14] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:14] 7> ::enters and looks around searching:: (m) Where is he? [18:15] chapel> i was able to observe through ship's sensors Mr Tlaloco, it was a very inspiring sermon ^_^ [18:15] *> ::random corridor:: +taps+ Cavanaugh here. [18:15] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:15] TL> ::enters Engineering:: [18:15] ::wanders toward Mission Ops, glancing at Daren also:: Gentlemen, I'd like to see whatever it is we have on these two races. Mind pulling up the records? [18:15] chapel> ::blushes:: Thank you, I - I prepared for a long time. [18:15] 7> ::spots Dalton and heads over to him:: [18:15] 7> ::from near the bar:: Mr. Wayne ... I was wondering when you would show up again. [18:15] chapel> May - May I ask you something? [18:15] FD> ::looks up into the bottom panel of the Kelaka, making little adjustments:: Okay, that ought to do it. Now, let's see. Targeting system is aligned to within 0.001 cm over 300,000 km. Now...oh, yes. ::slides over and opens the panel that dictates sensor controls:: [18:16] E> ::Goes to the office:: Reporting for duty maam. [18:16] <^2LtPetrovna> FB> 02> ::sits in her fighter, music up loud, staring off into space:: [18:16] ::still rather unhappy with the assignment, grunts roughly and swings to the port station console, accessing the library database:: [18:16] chapel>dedication as well. You ought to be proud of yourself Sir ^_^ of course, anything you'd like [18:16] +tap+ Ensign, I'm sure you are aware of the two groups of guests we will be recieving shortly. I'd like to have you and Alpha Team prepare for the total separation of Deck Nine from the rest of the ship... ::smiles:: [18:16] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:16] 7> ::nods a bit:: Yeah, well things have been a bit busy [18:16] chapel>Your looks- did you program those yourself? [18:17] *> ::blinks:: +taps+ We will be evacuating deck 9, then, sir? [18:17] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:17] E> ::looks up from what she's reading:: good morning Farley [18:17] chapel> mostly, no. Though i have made a few modifications over time ^_^ [18:17] chapel> why do you ask? [18:17] +tap+ We'll be assigning quarters to the two delegations in separate locations. Also Please conduct through security checks of the entire deck. [18:17] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:17] chapel> The effect is most- stunning. [18:17] ::runs through the species and culture subdirectory and acesses the profiles of the T'Keni and the Elnar:: [18:17] 7> ::looks around:: Got a minute, Dalton? [18:17] E> Morning maam, what do we have on the list to do today? [18:17] <> [18:17] 7> Rule of Acquisition #13: There's never a better time to turn a profit. [18:17] chapel> ::smiles benignly:: i've tried to ensure that i always present an acceptable image to the crew [18:18] Records retrieved. Would you like an overview or a separate report on each, Captain? [18:18] chapel>::quietly:: You've succeeded admirably, I assure you. [18:18] chapel> And [18:18] *** Skylooker (~LTjg_EO@id-13319.qc.sympatico.ca) Quit (Quit: ) [18:18] E> ::hands the list of stuff to do to Farley:: might as well start by double checking that everything in the vip quarters is working... [18:18] 7> ::lazily checks his chronometer:: A minute, perhaps. Why don't we take the private taple over by the window, in the corner. ::indicates which one he means, it is far apart from the rest:: [18:18] chapel> ::bows gently at the waist:: thank you kindly sir ^_^ [18:18] << table rather >> [18:18] chapel>I'm one who has had no little experience in such matters. [18:18] E> ::smiles:: I'll be on the flight deck is you need me... [18:18] *> +taps+ Acknowledged, sir. I will take Alpha Team and sweep the deck. Anything else, sir? [18:18] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:19] < 7> ::nods:: Yeah - looks perfect. [18:19] FD> +taps+ Daren, are you busy? [18:19] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:19] chapel> May I get you something to drink? [18:19] >> [18:19] ::nods at Ironside:: Please. [18:19] E> ::takes the PADD:: Yes, maam [18:19] <^2LtPetrovna> FD> 02> ::leans back in the seat and then looks down at a padd in her lap:: [18:19] E> ::gets up and heads to the flight deck:: [18:19] chapel> i'm afraid i don't drink Mr Tlaloco ^_^ i haven't the phyiscal body for it. Remember, sir, you're looking at little more than a holographic avatar. [18:20] chapel> though, i'm flattered. [18:20] E> ::heads off to the VIP area to do the check list:: [18:20] +tap+ Thank You Ensign..provide for the sealing off of vital sections of Deck 10 as well as a direct route from the transporter room to each of the delgations VIP sections. Daren Out [18:20] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:20] perhaps not. Perhaps, though that wouldn't always have to be. [18:20] 7> ::heads out from behind the bar and takes a seat at the table:: [18:20] +tap+ Commander Dejat, just a bit with the present Security concerns but its nothing I can't handle, whats up? ::grin:: [18:20] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:20] * Savant blinks a perfect blink, as if it were timed, and the hologram smiles again, "Say agian sir? i'm not sure i follow you." [18:20] 7> ::follows Dalton over and grabs a seat still feeling a bit uncomfortable:: [18:21] ::places a racial schematic of each race in the holotank and on the viewer above his console:: Both races originated in the same system, on the third and fourth planets respectively. They are roughly humanoid, with protruding craniums and a riged skull structure.... [18:21] +taps+ Just finishing sensor alignements. Once they're set, I think we'll be ready for test runs. Care to be here for the champaign? [18:21] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:21] TL> ::exits to the corridor:: [18:21] have you ever desired a physical body, Savant? [18:21] 7> Now then, Mr. Wayne. Was there something in particular you wished to discuss? [18:21] *> ::gets to the VIP area:: So far so good! [18:21] Some time ago, the T'Keni invaded the Elnar homeworld and attempted to annex the entire planet, but were only able to gain a small foothold in their initial assault... [18:21] +tap+ I always love a good toast...be right there Commander [18:21] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:21] chapel> and for the last time, please don't call me sir. I'm not an officer. [18:21] * Savant purses her lips in thought a moment, as quads flipped and thoughts filtered through her digital consciousness [18:22] 7> ::smiles a bit:: I hear you are good at obtaining things, Dalton. [18:22] *> ::switches him unit:: +taps+ Cavanaugh to Alpha Team. Meet me in deck 10, we... ::proceeds to relay the commander's orders:: [18:22] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:22] FD> ::enters the flight deck:: [18:22] ::nods, frowning:: [18:22] chapel> i use the term "sir" out of respect, not out of military structure. What would you prefer i call you? [18:22] Olme, chief, anything but "sir". It reminds me... [18:22] FD> ::taps Dejat on the shoulder:: did you break anything today? [18:22] chapel> and to answer your question, i woudln't know if i would ever want a physical body. I've never experienced having one... don't you find it a little... restrictive at times? [18:23] ::enters TL:: Flight Deck! [18:23] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:23] very well, chief ^_^ [18:23] 7> Well, I used to be, but due to previous circumstances I am no longer in the habit of acquiring goods desired by the various members of this ungrateful crew, Mr. Wayne. If I don't have the drink you desire, in other words, you w [18:23] have me or someone else find it from now on. [18:23] FD> ::slides out from under the ship:: Zunite! ::jumps up and gives her a quick kiss:: [18:23] Over the past several decades, however, the T'Keni have been gaining more and more of a foothold on the planet, slowly driving the Elnar into smaller and smaller groups. [18:23] << will have to have me or someone else ... >> [18:23] Quite the contrary. I find that the body distracts from the torments of the mind. [18:23] *> ::steps into the corridor then onto the Flight Deck, see's the helmsman and Engineer:: Commander, Lieutenant... [18:23] <^2LtPetrovna> FD> ::opens up the hatch and talks to her tech:: [18:23] chapel> Do you know what I mean? [18:24] * Savant smiles serenely, nodding somewhat [18:24] 7> ::grins some more and pulls out a PADD and hands it to him:: I understand that certain things can still be gotten for a price [18:24] FD> ::kisses Dejat back:: well? is the ship working? [18:25] chapel> i'm unsure Olme. Though i was designed to mimic sentient thought, i have never been able to ensure that my expereiences are the same at all with yours. I have a feeling that despite it all, i experience things on a different level from you. [18:25] This is starting to sound a lot more clear-cut than the typical diplomacy mission. [18:25] FD> Just about. I just called Daren down here to help me finish the sensor alignments. Then we can break some champaign over the ship and give it a test run. [18:25] *> ::Exits the VIP area check list:: Well that went smooth. ::muttered to myself:: [18:25] FD> ::looking over a few of the hull sections:: Very nice Commander...those weapon systems seem to have worked out...how long until a full test? I could use a little excitement.. [18:25] 7> ::frowns at the PADD, then looks up:: What in the world do you intend to do with them, eat them? [18:25] TL> Deck 10. ::feels it speed up and exits upon arrival, nodding at the mustered team:: Richardson, Frederick, Smith -- I want you three taking one side. And you three, the opposite. I will take the rooms with Johnson. [18:25] 7> I must admit, you eathlings have some unusual culinary tastes ... [18:25] ::smiles:: This peace is killing me ;) [18:25] At the beginning of the conflict, both races were essentially technologically backwards, reverse engineering technology they obtained from nearby star systems. In the past few decades, however, have been much more diplomatically involved in nearby systems and seem to have made several allies which have helped them advance in areas such as physics, aeronautics, and computer sciences. [18:25] Chapel> You intrigue me. I wonder. You don't drink, you don't ingest. Are you immune to the [18:25] *> ::heads to the TL back to Engineering:: [18:25] The Elnar, on the other hand, have made significant gains in agricultural science and biological technology. [18:25] chapel>pleasures of a good message, or the power of poetry? [18:25] *> ::enters TL:: Engineering [18:25] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:26] 7> ::smiles:: Nothing of the sort. J [18:26] <^2LtPetrovna> FD> ::turns off the music and talks to tech abit more:: [18:26] FD> Thank you, Mister Daren. ::smiles:: Full test just as soon as the sensors are aligned. I believe ::hands over the adjustment tool: that's your department. [18:26] 7> ::looks around:: Just trying to smooth things, so to speak. [18:26] ::nods:: I assume the T'Keni have some kind of justification for their annexation of the Elnar homeworld? [18:27] ::pulls up the conflict history:: Since the initial invasion, there have been no significant military engagements, but most conflicts have been occupational in nature for the T'Keni, who drive out the Elnar in the areas they occupy, and rebellious, almost terroristic actions for the Elnar. [18:27] chapel> my food and drink is plasma and solar cell, my stimulation comes in data packages. I have never experienced the corporeal, chief, and can therefore make no judgements save the objective ones. I could say "that looks like it feels good", but only through the observation of brain-wave patterns. Some say it's a blessing or a curse,^_^ [18:27] TL> ::enters Engineering:: +taps+ Farley to Oswald. [18:27] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:27] chapel> i do enjoy poetry and art however. [18:27] 7> ::makes a mental sigh:: I'm not used to looking for items such as this. I'll do a little investigating, and then provide you with a price, plus 10% handler's fee, tomorrow morning. [18:27] FD> +taps+ go ahead Farley... [18:27] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:27] FD> ::grins:: Wonderful [18:27] chapel> And what of passion, ms. Savant? [18:27] E> +taps+ Every thing checked out in the VIP area, maam. [18:27] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:27] 7> ::looks a bit anxious:: Any idea of how much? or even the when? [18:27] <^2LtPetrovna> FD> ::moves to put her flight suit and helmet away, then walks to the lift:: [18:28] * Savant smiles once more, her expression softening [18:28] FD> :;has a thought:: Escuse me for a second. ::steps to a somewhat distant corner of the deck:: +tap+ Daren to Alpha Team, Ensign Cavanaugh... [18:28] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:28] E> +taps+ good... you have engineering till I get back.. please try not to blow up the ship or eject the warp core or anything... [18:28] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:29] Well, the Elnar deny ever having provoked the T'Keni into an invasion, but the T'Keni claim that the Elnar were conducting terrorist activities and several hostile raids and skirmishes on and around the T'Keni homeworld. [18:29] chapel> passion is cooler for me, Olme. When one's heart beats in nanoseconds and has thoughts that process billions of operations per second, no matter how exciting a subject it is inundated by the mundane operations of daily life. [18:29] 7> Well ... unless this is a particlarly rare item, or no longer in existence ... the price could vary. I assume you have some latinum to cover costs? Federation credits just don't cut it. [18:29] chapel> i was programmed so as my program avoided the extemes of emotion. [18:29] chapel>::grins:: maybe some day soon you.. Allow me to tweak your subroutines? [18:29] D10> ::clearing one of the rooms:: +taps+ Cavanaugh here, sir. [18:29] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:29] E> +taps+ I'll try not to maam. [18:29] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:29] FD> +tap+ Ensign, I apologize for my fiddling here but I've had a change of thought... [18:29] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:29] * Savant blinks [18:30] FD> ::frowns a bit:: I hope he does... [18:30] 7> ::groans a bit:: Yeah. I have some latnium stashed away. A few strips thats all. [18:30] FD>... not... [18:30] ::chuckles softly:: Sounds like quite the little puzzle for someone to work out. [18:30] D10> +taps+ What is it, sir? [18:30] ::grins wryly at Ironside:: Glad that someone isn't us. [18:30] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:30] chapel> perhaps you are capable of more than you might think- [18:30] chapel> i hope you could understand my hesitatoin. . . over the course of my existance i've been poked, prodded and . . . altered. . . on a base level many times, more than i could count. Perhaps some day, Olme, but only with the greatest of care. [18:31] FD> +tap+ ::continues:: ...I'd like both delegations to reside on Deck NINE...the arboretum is located there which may make for a more pleasant environment... ::continues:: [18:31] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:31] ::smirks:: If you want my opinion, sir, chances are, the T'Keni are telling the truth, however. Before the conflict developed, they were being assaulted on a relatively regular basis by several nearby empires in various systems. The Elnar might have been trying to get a piece of the pie. [18:31] 7> Well, I shall find out whether you can afford that which you desire. But no worries ... there are always alternate methods of payment. ::grins slightly:: [18:31] chapel> That's the essence of relationship, savant. We're all poked and prodded, changed immutably by others. You're no different. [18:31] * Savant looks about the empty chapel, her hands folding together as she floated above the ground by a few spare inches [18:31] FD> +tap+ Have your team arrange for a safe route from the transporter room on Deck Nine to the VIP Quarters on Deck 10. [18:31] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:31] ::nods:: In my experience, Colonel, in cases like this, both sides tell the truth. ::pauses:: Their version of it, anyway. [18:32] E> ::moves over to a panel:: [18:32] chapel> very true ^_^ [18:32] <> [18:32] D10> ::looks around the room, nodding at nothing in particular:: +taps+ I will see what I can do. They will still reside in deck 10, then? [18:32] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:32] chapel> you should relax. Are you off duty? [18:32] 7> ::stares at Dalton:: Alternate methods of payment?!? Why do I get the feeling that it will be something I dread. [18:32] 7> Perhaps because you are a very astute man. [18:32] chapel>::grins::what do you have in mind? [18:32] <<"You stay here and make sure he doesn't leave." "Yes, sir." "Where are you going?" "With you, sir.">> [18:33] 7> But think of the rewards your ... item will bring. [18:33] E> ::starts running routiun checks:: [18:33] chapel> you said some time ago that you'd like to go for a drink. this seems as good a time as any, if you like [18:33] D10> +taps+ Very well, sir. Deck 9 it is. [18:33] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:33] FD> ::lifts Oswald off her feet and holds her up in the air, against him:: It's almost done! ::smiles:: [18:33] 7> ::ponders before warily putting out his hand:: Deal? [18:33] ::glances up a the racial schematic:: There is one thing to note biologically that we might want to take into account. Each race has a sheathed knife-like bone settled above their wrist which can be extended for combat by tipping one's hand forward. It would be wise to keep the delegations at arms length...literally. [18:33] FD> ::smiles:: I apologize for the confusion Ensign...they will reside on Deck Nine but they will be arriving on Deck Ten's transporter rooms...we'll need have full Security sweeps of both decks in order to provide full safety to our guests, Great Work Ensign and Keep me updated! [18:33] FD> ::smiles:: do I get to fly? [18:34] chapel> Excellent. Will you join me, in corpus, of course? [18:34] ::chuckles:: It's always the predatory species... [18:34] FD> ::smirks:: Maybe later. [18:34] <^2LtPetrovna> Q> ::walks into the quarters and goes to take a shower:: [18:34] 7> ::inspects the hand, and instead pulls out a PADD from his pocket, placing Wayne's thumbprint on it and putting it back in his pocket, n ever shaking the hand:: Deal. [18:34] * Savant extends her hands out slightly as the ever-faint halo of light around her dissapated.. her feet touched the ground and she seemed to gain some amount of weight, her eyes losing their glow just as her skin gained a touch more colour. she seemed, after a moment, like any other crewman, save the perfectly balanced features [18:34] chapel> of course ^_^ [18:35] 7> ::shakes his head:: I guess it is a deal then. Thanx Dalton. ::starts to rise:: [18:35] Would you rather we be ferrying a species we have to soak up with a sponge, Captain? ::looks over his shoulder with a slight smirk:: [18:35] Ens. Helmboy> Sir, we're approaching Starbase 75. [18:35] 7> ::stands up at the same time:: Any time, Mr. Wayne. [18:35] FD> ::steps back to Oswald and Dejat:: Argh..such Security headaches ::grins making a few changes to his PADD:: Everything should be alright now [18:35] chapel> Here? Or at the bar? [18:35] << yay helmboy >> [18:35] <> [18:35] FD> ::gingerly places Oswald down:: Good, then align the sensors. [18:35] ::half-grins over at Ironside:: Maybe next time, Colonel. Drop us to impulse, Ensign. [18:35] FD> ::smiles:: [18:36] D10> +taps+ Aye, sir. Cavanaugh out. ::switches to AT:: Okay, you heard him. Those of you I named first will continue here. Take ten from the second split. The others come with me to deck 9. [18:36] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:36] i'm afraid i can't go to seventh heaven, Olme. . . Mister Dalton has removed the holoemitters there. [18:36] =.\ction= Coronado drops to impulse, on approach toward Starbase 75. <<::insert random Starbase optical here::>> [18:36] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:36] 7> ::walks towards the exit:: [18:36] << not all of em, just the ones near the bar area >> [18:36] ::closes the race file and retures the holotank to general usage, also closing the library access and swinging forward to the main Mission Ops console:: [18:36] +taps+ Bridge to Daren. We're approaching the Starbase... are we ready to receive our guests? [18:36] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:36] (oh, okay. . . still ^_- it's a sign that He doesnt' want her there) [18:36] E> ::walks around checking on the Ensigns:: [18:37] chapel>::frowns:: is that so? hmm. maybe I'll have to talk to the doctor about that. [18:37] <^2LtPetrovna> Q> ::walks back into the bedroom, changing into a fresh uniform:: [18:37] (er, he, even. stupid shift key gettin int he way) [18:37] D9> ::time-jump ;):: +taps+ Cavanaugh to Commander Daren. [18:37] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:37] *> ::heads for the TLs wondering if he did the right thing:: [18:37] chapel> if you like ^_^ [18:37] +tap+ ::patches the Ensign into the comm from the bridge:: Go ahead Ensign! [18:37] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:37] chapel> perhaps just another lounge on board? [18:37] chapel>see, already you have a champion. [18:37] =.\ction= Coronado settles into orbit above the starbase. [18:37] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:38] chapel>or, perhaps we can just dim the lights here. [18:38] E> How is everything here, Ensign? [18:38] chapel> ::Smiles brightly:: delightful [18:38] D9> +taps+ Both decks have been cleared. Deck 10 has direct access to 9, and the rooms are ready. [18:38] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:38] +taps+ Bridge to Daren. We're approaching the Starbase... are we ready to receive our guests? [18:38] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:38] chapel>::walks to the replicator:: One pulque, please. [18:38] TL> Fighter Bay! [18:38] FD> +tap+ Understood Ensign...Captain we're ready...I'm on my way to Deck Ten transporter room now! [18:38] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:39] ENen_Curtis> E> Just fine here, sir. [18:39] +taps+ Very well. Captain out. [18:39] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:39] 7> ::consults the computer briefly, then heads out of Seventh Heaven:: [18:39] ::turns to Ironside:: Major, will you contact the Starbase, and ask them to send our new best friends over? [18:39] * Savant sits down on a nearby seat, the lights dimming automatically to something more comfortable [18:40] FB> ::exits the TL and heads through the Bay:: [18:40] chapel>::undoes his topknot, and lets his jet black hair (with a few grey strands) fall to shoulder- length. [18:40] TL> ::steps in:: Bridge, please. ::adjusts his suit:: [18:40] FD> ::looks over Dejat and Oswald:: I just need to be present for this one thing... ::steps out:: [18:40] ::nods:: Aye Captain. ::brings up the general communications layout and accesses the message menu, composing a notification that they are ready to receive the delegates:: [18:40] * Savant crosses her legs, placing hands comfortably on her knee, looking quite composed [18:41] *> ::enters Deck Ten transporter room:: :: to transport chief:: Are we ready? [18:41] D9> Okay, guys -- you guys keep guard around here. Maximun security and all. ::offers them a faint smile:: We don't want an innerwar after all. +taps+ Cavanaugh to Commander Daren. I've placed several security groups about the deck. [18:41] =.\ction= In the holographic tank, a small Starfleet scout ship clears the base and jumps to warp. [18:41] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:41] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:41] ::finishes composing, and transmits the message, waiting patiently for a reply:: [18:41] chapel> How is it that you have an odor, you smell a bit of distant lightning. [18:41] TR> +tap+ Well done Ensign, thank you. [18:41] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:42] ::exits onto the bridge:: [18:42] ::closes the communications layout as the response arrives:: Starbase is ready sir. Transporting the delegates. [18:42] TR> ::speaks to chief:: Energize! [18:42] FD> ::watches the techs working and looks around:: [18:42] ::nods and heads for his chair:: Helm, lay in a course for the Drea system and stand by. [18:42] ::walks over near Ironside:: Oh good, I'm not too late. [18:42] ENen_Curtis> E> Sir, could you come over here. [18:42] chapel> my binding fields tend to disrupt local atmosphere ^_^ just protons shuffling about, Olme. [18:42] ::to the Major:: How do I look? It's one of my best suits. [18:43] =.\ction= The delegations from both planets -- 3 people each -- appear on the transporter pad. [18:43] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:43] D9> ::sighs against the wall, tired of all the running:: Let's see what these guys are about. [18:43] E> ::moves back over to the Ensign:: Yes, Ensign [18:43] chapel>It's pleasant. And, if I may? May I touch your hand? [18:43] ::without looking back:: Like you have a phaser rifle up your rear, Mr. Dalton, as always. ::checks the registry on that scout ship:: [18:43] =Description= As Ironside said, both races are basically identical, with heavier bone structures than most humanoids, and ridged skulls somewhat reminiscent of Klingons. The aliens have dark, somewhat mottled skin and their dress is somewhat spare. [18:43] * Savant smiles gently, touched by his interest, and extends a hand to Tlaloco [18:43] FD> ::finishes some modifications:: And that's that. +taps+ Dejat to Bridge. [18:43] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:43] ::glances at Dalton:: Doesn't look much like a Starfleet uniform, Doctor. [18:44] <^2LtPetrovna> Q> ::brushes her hair, braiding it again, then pinning it up, straightening her uniform:: [18:44] Well ... so much for turning the other cheek ... [18:44] ::turns to look over Lora's way:: Captain, I'm serving in my ambassadorial capacity, not as my Starfleet one for the moment. [18:44] chapel>::touches Savant's hand, and smiles: You're making me tingly, like a kid [18:44] In other words, you wish to make a few more contacts. [18:44] You DO need a host more than you need a doctor, for the time being -- that is, until one of the T'Keni slaughters an Elnar ambassador. [18:44] ::chuckles:: Mr. Ironside, by all means, let's see if either of these species drink. [18:44] TR> Honored Guests...on behalf of the USS Coronado and her crew Welcome! [18:45] ENen_Curtis> E> I was running a diagnostic on the targeting scanners and there is a slight misalignment in them. [18:45] * Savant beams, her voice quiet, "it took some time to get the right texture [18:45] FD> ::glances at Oswald and rolls his eyes:: +taps+ Dejat to Captain Lora Kor. [18:45] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:45] ::logs off from the console and stands, retrieving his ceremonial sword from its resting place beside the console and reattaching the scabbard to its place on his dress uniform:: [18:45] Chapel>::leans over, and touches her face-::it's- [18:45] TR10> ::looks to the ambassadors from each side:: A tour of the ship has been scheduled or if you'd like to procedd directly to your VIP Quarters...that can be arranged as well. [18:46] =.\ction= Both delegations introduce themselves to Daren. The leader of the T'Keni delegation is a tall, gaunt man named S'marus. The leader of the Elnar delegation is shorter, stockier, tougher-looking, and is called Kinz. [18:46] ::gives Ironside's weapon a dry look:: [18:46] * Savant smiles, leaning forward a touch and tilting her head to one side, clearly not embarrassed [18:46] Overcompensating a bit much, aren't we Colonel? [18:46] chapel>>::suddenly doubles over, and drops his drink:: aaagh- [18:46] << oops i called ya major earlier huh :) >> [18:46] E> Let me ahve a look Ensign. ::looks at the readings:: Very good work Ensign, if we had used them we could have missed a most important shot. [18:46] chapel> Olme? [18:46] ::punches one last query into the console:: The T'keni have a taste for various beverages. At the same time, however, the Elnar religion forbids most of them. [18:46] FD> ::walks into Fighter Pilots Ready Room:: (m) Quiet day around here [18:46] S'marus> With all due respect, Commander, I believe my companions and I would just as soon see our quarters. [18:46] * Savant kneels down beside the fallen chief [18:46] chapel>::starts breathing irregularly::I - [18:47] relax, Olme. I'm getting help. [18:47] ::straightens and looks at Dalton:: Don't tempt me, Mr. Dalton. This weapon is fully functional. [18:47] Kinz> ::nods in agreement:: The negotiations have been... trying. We would like to rest during the journey to Drea as well. [18:47] * Savant and Tlaloco are enveloped in a transporter beam, reappearing in Sick Bay almost immediately afterwards [18:47] Teetotalers? Hm ... perhaps T'Keni domination is not such a bad thing after all. [18:47] <^2LtPetrovna> Q> ::walks out of the quarters and heads for the flight deck again:: [18:47] E> +taps+ Farley to Oswald [18:47] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:47] chapel>I- I'm sor-ry ::groans with pain:: [18:47] TR10> ::nods:: That is not a problem Sir ::nods to a nearby Security person:: Please See Mr. S'marus and his delegation to Deck Nine [18:47] M> Dr. Zhoyvgud> ::walks over:: What ssseems to be the problem? [18:47] ::chuckles wryly:: The politics of alcohol. Ensign, take us out of orbit, then slipstream for Drea. [18:48] FD>+taps+ Oswald here, go ahead Farley... [18:48] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:48] * Savant lifts Olme as easily as if he weighed nothing at all, setting him with all care onto a biobed as she looked around, while her sensors searched for the nearest doctor [18:48] FD> ::grabs a chair and starts reviewing the training schedules:: [18:48] Ens. Helmboy> Aye, sir. [18:48] =.\ction= Coronado leaves orbit of Starbase 75, seeking open space. [18:48] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:48] 0> ::to Kinz:: Sir, Ensign Gates here will take you to your quarters on Deck Nine...::motions for them to follow Ensign Gates:: [18:48] +taps+ Maam I have to take the targeting scanners offline, there is a misalignment that needs to be corrected. [18:48] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:49] D9> ::listens to the unit as a fellow sec officer describes the aliens:: Hum, I see. They're coming? Okay, they are coming. ::stands to one side of one of the door, awaiting firmly:: [18:49] M> Dr. Zhoyvgud> ::looks at tlaloco and begins scanning him:: [18:49] +taps+ Commander Dejat, this is the Bridge, go ahead. [18:49] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:49] <> [18:49] chapel>::breathing shallow::The farengi medkit- hypospray. [18:49] FD> +taps+ tell the bridge that you're doing it and then go ahead.. [18:49] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:49] +taps+ Ah, so good of you to respond ::smirks:: If you would be so kind as to come to the flight deck? Assuming you're not too busy, that is. [18:49] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:49] TR10> ::follows both delegations out the door:: I am Security Cheif Daren...if you need anything during your stay here please feel free to call upon one of my Security Personnel or myself at anytime... [18:49] +taps+ Yes, maam [18:49] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:49] M> Zhoyvgud> Ferengi? thisss is a Ssstarfleet ssship. [18:50] <> [18:50] +taps+ Not at all. I'll be there presently. ::stands:: Colonel, you have the Bridge. [18:50] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:50] * Savant disappears with a crack, reappearing right beside the ferengi medical kit that Tlaloco referred to [18:50] E> +taps+ Farley to bridge [18:50] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:50] <^2LtPetrovna> FD> ::walks through the door and looks around:: [18:50] M>I'm seeing lizards, savant. [18:50] ::stands and heads for the turbolift:: [18:50] * Savant returns quite quickly, rising off the ground and floating to Tlaloco's side [18:50] what's the dosage, Olme? [18:50] M>::groans again:: I have me-medication in my medkit. [18:50] Ens. Helmboy> ::engages slipstream:: [18:50] =.\ction= The Coronado's slipstream drive activates; the frigate enters the conduit, and vanishes. [18:50] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:50] ::briskly walks over to join the captain:: [18:51] FD> ::notices a message as he hears someone enter. Turns around:: Natalia, got a minute? [18:51] ::nods and detaches his scabbard from his uniform again, resting it against the command chair, somewhat glad he's not going to need to join any festivities, but disappointed that he's not going to meet the delgates:: [18:51] M>500 mcg. Please. [18:51] M> Dr. Zhoyvgud> Medications! You aren't a practisssing physssician anymore! [18:51] <^2LtPetrovna> FD> ::nods and smiles:: Da...what is...how do you say...down? [18:52] M>You- don't- understand. [18:52] TR10> ::exits to TL:: +tap+ Daren to Ensign Cavanaugh... [18:52] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:52] E> Ok Ensign take the scanners off line and realign them [18:52] * Savant taps the hypospray and injects Olme, murmuring to Zhoyvgud, "Remember, sir, i have the entire EMH database at my disposal." [18:52] ::enter TL:: Flight Deck once again please... [18:52] D9> +taps+ Cavanaugh here. [18:52] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:52] TL> ::enters the TL:: Flight deck. [18:52] M> Dr. Zhoyvgud> ::to Savant:: What are you doing!? ::attempts to grab the hypo from Savant:: [18:52] M>he'll be fine, sir. [18:52] ENen_Curtis> E> Yes, sir. [18:52] FD> Have a seat. ::points to a chair:: Seems we are going to have to get the squadrons up to par. [18:53] TL> I'm on my way to the Flight Deck, I'm putting you and Alpha Team in charge of Deck Nine...alert me at once if anything goes wrong...you're the bellman so to speak Ensign. Daren Out! [18:53] * Savant is absolutely implacable, not even slowed as Zhoyvgud grabs her arm [18:53] M>::no immediate reaction:: It's - OK, Doctor. [18:53] =.\ction= Daren and Cavanaugh see the delegations safely to their assorted quaters. [18:53] ::sits down in the command chair and crosses his legs, crossing his hands in his lap and reading a PADD there on new improvements to the Marine Corps heavier weapons and vehicles that don't see action onboard a Starfleet Frigate:: [18:53] M> Dr. Zhoyvgud> +taps+ Zhoyvgud to Dalton, the Savant hologram has injected Mr. Tlaloco with sssome sssort of unknown subssstance! [18:53] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:53] <^2LtPetrovna> FD> ::nods, sitting down:: it should not be hard...what is happening? [18:53] FD> ::hands her a PADD:: Ever hear of a Marine training exercise called Solar Wind? [18:53] M>::begins to recover:: [18:53] * Savant blinks serenely at the Doctor [18:53] TL> ::standing next to Lora:: +taps+ Well, if she is trying to kill crewmen again, I suggest you call Mr. Daren and have her arrested, Dr. Zhoyvgud. [18:53] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:53] <^2LtPetrovna> FD> It sounds familiar... [18:54] TL> ::raises his eyebrows, but says nothing:: [18:54] FD> ::steps out of the TL to the FD:: Ah, see...I'm back...::runs a tricorder over the ship:: How're those tactical sensors? ::grins:: [18:54] M>It's my fault. I asked her to. [18:54] * Savant gets a rather irate tone, much like the EMH, as she responds, "I am fully aware of this condition, Doctor. I know what i'm doing." [18:54] D9> +taps+ Yes, sir. Cavanaugh out. ::switches off, looking athis fellow officers:: Well, guess-- ::blinks:: You guys seem tired. [18:54] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:54] FD> ::smirks:: Oh, I finished them while you were playing butler. [18:54] M> Zhoyvgud> But doctor--! [18:54] * Savant 's pale gaze turns to Tlaloco, "you rest, chief." [18:54] TL> I'm on a very important diplomatic mission right now, Doctor. Please use your discretion. Dalton out. ::breaks the commlink:: [18:54] TL> ::turns to Lora:: It's nice to delegate, sometimes. [18:55] E> How's the repair going Ensign? [18:55] M>::smiles::thank you. You're aware- of this condition? [18:55] M> Dr. Zhoyvgud> ::scans Tlaloco, and then the hypospray:: [18:55] * Savant smiles with a serene nod, her usual composure returning [18:55] ENen_Curtis> E> Almost done, sir [18:55] i am. [18:55] FD> Well, its a wargame exercises. ::grins:: But its even more than that. Seems that it also the best vs the best in fighter piloting. [18:55] TL> Hmmm. ::arrives on the flight deck and passes through the double doors:: [18:55] FD> ::notices the Captain:: Ah, Captain. ::gestures to the Kelaka:: She's ready for her christening. [18:56] <^2LtPetrovna> FD> ::smiles:: OOOh...it sounds interesting. what are the rules? [18:56] tlaloco>::smiles:: thank you. [18:56] FD> ::steps inside the Kelaka and checks out a few of the sensor controls:: Ah yes these are a bit off ::makes a few changes:: Simply a problem with the weapons and their projected ranges, easily fixed ::to himself:: [18:56] N> Dr. Zhoyvgud> ::raises his eyebrow ridges:: If my ssscans are correct, I will be filing an official complaint against both of you, and charges againssst you, Mr. Tlaloco. [18:56] M> of course ^_^ you should be feeling better very soon now. [18:56] FD> ::stares at her:: We are going to get the T-Birds and T-Cats trained and prepped for Solar Wind. [18:56] M> Dr. Zhoyvgud> ::heads off towards Dalton's office, leaving the two alone:: [18:57] FD> ::chuckles and walks slowly around the new ship:: She's a bit bigger than what I was expecting for some reason. [18:57] * Savant raises an eyebrow at the retreatig doctor, but says nothing [18:57] M>::sighs:: more charges. [18:57] FD> ::steps out of the ship, see's the Captain and Dejat and OSwald:: The sensors were just a little mis-adjusted they're fine now Commander [18:57] FD> Well, we had to pack a lot of power into her. It wasn't easy. [18:57] <^2LtPetrovna> FD> ::nods:: when is the deadline? how long do we have? [18:57] FD> ::frowns and looks around:: This -- is the flight deck. What are we doing here? [18:57] FD> ::smirks:: Pardon me for not being a sensor expert, Mister Daren. [18:58]