[18:05] Hey Jester, I finally resent in my Tactical Exam and I have about 4 backup compies plus one hidden under my pillow! :) [18:05] ROFL [18:05] LCARS, let's go. Before I lose my mind and kill them all..... Oh wait... Did I say that out loud? [18:05] * CoroLCARS =/\= CRXO_Bentall has called: ATTENTION ON DECK =/\= [18:05] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901 =/\= Sim in progress!' [18:05] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [18:05] ::attn:: [18:05] ::attn:: [18:05] ::attn:: [18:05] * Savant hovers attentively [18:05] ::attn:: [18:05] ::attn:: [18:05] ::attn: [18:05] <> [18:05] *** Garstini is now known as LTTC_Clayton [18:05] *** LTTC_Clayton is now known as LTTP_Clayton [18:05] <> [18:06] *** Fras|Deutschklass is now known as CLMC_Ironside [18:06] ::attn:: [18:06] ::attn:: [18:06] Good evening, everyone. :) Welcome to Coronado! Please keep hands and arms inside the spacecraft at all times. [18:06] Here is tonight's briefing... [18:06] =Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... [18:06] Stardate 240103.19: "Turnabout is Fair Play", Part 2, by Jester. [18:06] SUMMARY: Definition of a spacecraft, Earth, circa 1965: Two million parts, all built by the lowest bidder. Definition of a Wraith, circa 2401: pretty much the same. [18:06] After spending several weeks behind Klingon lines, Coronado has finally made her way to the Starfleet side of the line. The Federation- Klingon-Romulan War is still raging over a wide front. We have learned that the Federation is holding the line only in the Triangle, to the "north" of us, and near Starbase 22 and the Gorn border, to our "south." [18:06] Coro is docked in Mobile Repair Facility (MRF) Pearl, undergoing repairs to our secondary hull. The crew has a brief moment to relax and reflect on the happenings of the last six weeks, and to begin to plan our next moves. Word around the ship is that Coro is soon to be sent directly to the worst areas of the front to try our luck with the Romulans... [18:06] No doubt part of the plan are four corvette-size starships called "Wraith Liberators." The Liberators were apparently built to field an experimental computer-based weapon that overrides the command function of enemy starships they are used against. However, the new ships are a little flaky and Coro has the job of sorting out the problems. [18:07] ack [18:07] ack [18:07] ackety ack [18:07] ack [18:07] ack [18:07] ack [18:07] ack [18:07] ack [18:07] ack [18:07] ack [18:07] Nick change, Kath. ;) We're picking up about 48 hours after last week. Any questions? [18:08] *** KJaneway is now known as LtKJaneway [18:08] We are in fact still at MRF? I know the briefing says so, but... [18:08] We are in fact still there, yes. [18:08] i had the c9omp didnt pick it up sorry [18:08] K...one more [18:08] Are our nacelles pylons reinforced yet? [18:08] Not yet. [18:08] ::grumps:: [18:09] ::chuckles:: Any other questions? [18:09] N9o sir [18:09] Shortest pre-sim in Coro history, probably. OK, let's sim! :) [18:10] * FCCO_LoraKor =/\= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM START =-=-=-=-=-=- =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= =/\= [18:10] *** LtKJaneway is now known as LtSI_KJaneway [18:10] *> ::enters TL:: Bridge! [18:10] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:10] * Savant flickers somewhat, other than that shiver the hologram is a picture of calmness on the bridge [18:10] =.\ction= The Wraiths continue to hang near MRF Pearl. Workbees are swarming over the small spacecraft, making adjustments to this and that. [18:10] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:10] ::paces back and forth on the bridge:: [18:10] ::steps onto the bridge and relieves the Ensign at Tactical:: Thanks Jameson, I'll take it from here... [18:10] <> [18:11] ::runs diagnostics on science station:: [18:11] E> ::enters engineering:: [18:11] <> [18:11] * Savant says smoothly to Bentall, "is there a problem sir?" [18:11] ::looks back at Daren:: So good of you to join us Mr. Daren. [18:11] ::looks over at Savant:: No more then usual. [18:11] E> ::enters main Engineering and spots Farley:: Morning, Lieutenant Farley. [18:11] FD> ::sits in Flight OPs listening to a description of the Wraiths:: [18:11] E> Is Lieutenant Oswald about? [18:12] * Savant nods gently, "you seem agitated, sir." [18:12] Q> ::standing in her quarters throwing darts against the board listening to the computer recite a report about the movments of klingon ships on their side of the triangle:: [18:12] E> ::looks around:: Good morning sir [18:12] H1> ::twists his wrist, rotating the elegantly crafted sword around in a large arc as he eyes the approaching dummy target:: [18:12] ::nods:: I am agitated Commander. ::shrugs:: I just don't know why. I have a bad feeling somthing bad is going to happen. [18:12] ::would have briefed Dejat and Wayne about the Wraiths by now... so whatever:: << ;) >> [18:12] M> ::putters about sickbay, taking care of various patients with minor problems:: [18:12] ::nods to Cdr Bentall:: Had a bit of work to finish up...making new secuirty team details et cetera...hope I didn't miss anything, ::grins:: [18:12] E> I haven't seen her yet sir [18:12] E>::walks into engineering and sees that Captain:: Goodmorning sir.. [18:13] ::changes the configuration thinkling about what the co said before about the threat:: [18:13] ::nods back at Daren:: Not that I am aware of Commander. I take it you've gone over the Wraiths? [18:13] * Savant frowns delicately and drifts backwards into a more private area of the bridge... the hologram summoned a virtual padd and tapped at it contemplatively [18:13] E> ::smiles toward Oswald:: Morning, Lieutenant. I have another specialty job for you... I've been touring the Wraiths, and they're having all kinds of engineering problems with them. [18:13] ::nods:: I finished reading the preliniray reports on them this afternoon...interesting little ships. [18:13] M> ::frowns as she finishes with the last of her patients:: [18:13] E> ::looks over towards Oswald:: [18:13] <> [18:14] H1> ::raises his arm and continues the last arc, bringing the sword down towards the dummy, which raises its shield in defence:: [18:14] ::steps onto the bridge from a TL and looks about, noting quickly who all is around:: Well, don't we all look chipper this morning? ::smiles facetiously and steps into the bridge proper, moving over to his console:: [18:14] ::nods:: That they are. Now that you've gone over them what do you think the chances of similiar technology being used against the Coro? [18:14] M> ::looks about forlornly, wishing Dalton were still around for her to talk to:: [18:14] E>::nods:: [18:14] ::looks up at Dejat and smiles:: [18:14] E>sounds like fun, sir [18:14] M> Dammit, Dalton. Why did you have to be such a coward? [18:15] ::sighs, nothing is g0oing right for me:: [18:15] Ensign_Noname> +taps+Noname to Commander Bentall [18:15] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:15] E> ::nods:: Excellent. Form up teams, and pull everyone you need whether they're in Engineering or not. [18:15] H1> ::rolls with the sword as it richochets off of the dummy's shield, avoiding a retaliatory swipe:: [18:15] E>::big smiles:: okay sir... [18:15] ::frowns:: No what... +taps+ Bentall here Ensign. [18:15] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:15] E> We've got three more days to put those ships in fighting trim before we have to leave, and I want to make those three days count. [18:15] Q> ::silences the computer and, picking up a PADD, finishes reading the report:: [18:16] * Savant composes the letter suprisingly slowly for a computer, looking more at the bridge around her than the padd [18:16] E>::grins:: would you like to help to sir? [18:16] ::ponders a bit then answers:: Our computer core is pretty sturdy sir, it should be fairly resistant to such technology. If anyone could help protect against unauthorized computer access its our own Commander Dejat. ::motions in Dejats general direction:: [18:16] M> ::reaches for a padd and orders a cup of hot tea from the replicator:: [18:16] H1>::brings the sword around in a knee level chop as he comes to his feet exiting the roll, only to have it blocked by the dummy's own sword:: [18:16] ::is wandering about the ship, heading from the transporter room:: +taps+ Clayton to Dejat and Wayne. If you'd like to review the flight manners of the Wraiths again, meet me in holodeck 1 at your convenience. [18:16] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:16] Ensign_Noname> +taps+ Commander, I just went off duty and went to go into 7th Heaven but it appears that Commander Dalton has closed it while he's gone. He can't do that can he? [18:16] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:16] H1> ::enters:: Ojh. [18:16] ::looks at Daren and nods before responding to Noname:: +taps+ I'll look into it Ensign, stand by. [18:16] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:17] E> ::nods:: I'll leave you to it. If you need anything, by all means let me know. [18:17] +taps+ Dejat and Wayne, make it holo 2. [18:17] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:17] * Savant nods gently and murmurs, "he had that authority to close Seventh Heaven, and did so before he left. If you like i can re-open it ^_^" [18:17] +taps+ Bentall to LoraKor [18:17] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:17] ::backs out and walks down the hall:: [18:17] ::looks confused:: Seventh Heaven closed? [18:17] FD> ::picks up his PADD:: +taps+ Wayne here. Be there in ten. [18:17] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:17] H1> ::parries a thrust from the dummy and twirls up along the dummy's arm, giving it a good whack in the head with his elbow as he spins around to the dummy's rear:: [18:17] ::reads more detailed technical reports on the 'Wraith' vessels:: [18:17] ::turns around at the mention of his name, having naturally heard everything with his eiditic memory:: Actually, I doubt that. Miss Oswald might be a more appropriate choice. The interference has nothing to do with computer programming, but instead with subspace interference. [18:18] =.\ction= iflyby.wav Nearby, a task group is apparently forming up for departure. [18:18] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:18] H1> ::continues the instructive swordplay, the dummy's tactics and manouevers becoming more difficult:: [18:18] FD> ::exits Flight Ops and heads out on the Flight Deck:: [18:18] H2> ::enters and sets up the simulation -- The holodeck grid shimmers into a Wraith cockpit:: [18:18] M> ::reads over the padd, going over duties for the day:: [18:18] ((arrgh, brb)) [18:18] E>:;turns to Farley:: so what you say Farley, shall we reorgainize the engineering teams to replace the poorly manufactured Wraiths? [18:18] ::stops pacing and sits down, waiting for the captain to respond:: [18:19] E> +taps+ Lora Kor... go ahead, Exec. [18:19] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:19] E> ::looks towards Oswald:: Sounds good to me [18:19] FD> ::glances at the fighters and continues on towards the TLs:: [18:19] (back) [18:19] M> ::sits in the empty office of the former CMO and sips on her tea:: [18:19] +taps+ Dejat to Wayne. [18:19] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:19] +taps+ Captain, sorry to bother you with this, but did you give Commander Dalton permission to close the crew's lounge down while he was off the ship? [18:19] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:19] <> [18:19] * Savant looks back down at the padd floating before her, pondering a word apparently [18:19] =.\ction= The Wraith cockpit is a cross between a Defiant bridge and the bridge of a Bird of Prey. There are four major control consoles, two devoted to tactical considerations, one to flying the ship, one to everything else. There is also a Captain's chair, but it looks a little superfluous. [18:19] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:20] ::wonders whawt modifications I could get away with on the sensors as I check th epanels and circuitry:: [18:20] H2> ::becomes hard pressed to continue his swordfight with the dummy as he starts to reach the limit of his own, out of practice, techniques:: [18:20] Q> ::moves to an upright tactical map and notes the task group in the area:: [18:20] TL> ::steps aboard:: Holodeck 1! [18:20] E> +taps+ Not specifically, no, but it sounds like the kind of thing that he'd do. Why? Do we need something out of there? [18:20] E>::picks up at padd:: hmm... actually if we join some of the repair teams...::taps on the padd:: there... [18:20] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:20] M> ::raises an eyebrow as she notices an incoming signal for her on the terminal:: [18:21] <> [18:21] <> [18:21] * Savant raises an eyebrow, detecting a particular incoming transmission [18:21] E> Whichever way sounds the best to you [18:21] <> [18:21] <> [18:21] +taps+ Need something sir? Not particularily, but it is the ships crew lounge and just because he's not here doesn't mean the off duty crew shouldn't be able to use it Captain. I'd like your permission to open it up again. [18:21] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:21] H1>::goes down on one knee as a hard strike puts him there, and looks up as the dummy raises his sword for a final strike:: [18:21] E>::hands the padd to Farley:: organize the these teams together and get them started... [18:21] M> ::taps the control to open the message:: [18:21] E> +taps+ Permission granted, but have someone make sure that he got any personal items out of there first. [18:21] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:22] +taps+ Acknowledged. Bentall out. [18:22] H2> ::takes a seat in the center chair, reading a padd about recent news:: [18:22] E> then join me on the first wraith.. [18:22] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:22] E> ::takes the padd:: Yes, maam [18:22] +taps+ Clayton here. [18:22] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:22] * Savant 's padd dissolves in streamers of light as she bobbed upwards, her program latching onto the incoming communique [18:22] * ENdr_Ungtae is mildly surprised to see the face of a Rihannsu femal wearing the uniform of a Starfleet commander. [18:22] Savant, did Dalton remove all his personnel items? [18:22] ::grins at nobody in particular:: Coronado is not Mr. Dalton's personal storage space, but Dalton sometimes acts as if it is... ::heads for the turbolift:: [18:22] yes, Sir, he did [18:22] H1> ::rolls to the side at the last second as the dummy's sword comes down and buries itself in the ground where he was a split second ago:: [18:22] *> ::exits the TL and heads towards H2. Enters H2 and heads for Clayton:: [18:22] E> ::turns and starts putting teams togeather and assigning them duties:: [18:22] (did he?? O_o) [18:22] E>::goes into her office and looks up who she wants recruit:: [18:22] ::looks to Bentall:: Shall a send a security team to the lounge sir? I could use Security overrides to open it up again [18:23] E>+taps+ Oswald to Savant [18:23] H1> ::brings his own sword down in a hard strike, splitting the dummy's sword in two:: [18:23] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:23] ::nods:: Could you unlock the doors please and reactivate all the lights and replicators? I'll tell Ensign Noname he can go ahead and enjoy. [18:23] i'll do that sir ^_^ [18:23] <> [18:23] ::looks at Daren and grins:: No need Commander but thanks. [18:23] * Savant opens Seventh Heaven with a thought, the lights coming back on and doors opening [18:23] ::nods in reply:: [18:23] H1> ::lets the swing take him around in a full circle, raising the sword as he does so before bringing it down sharply onto the dummy, carving through it from left shoulder to the right waist:: [18:23] E> ::gets all the teams going:: There you go people you know what to do. [18:23] ::hears "Dalton" and "personal items" and immediately grows concerned, turning around:: I certainly hope he didn't leave any surprises. I doubt he did, but one can never be too sure with Mister Dalton. [18:23] +taps+ Bentall to Ensign Noname, the lounge is re-opened. Have fun. [18:23] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:23] E> ::enters turbolift:: Computer, take me to wherever Lieutenant Clayton is. [18:23] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:24] H2> Greets Clayton. [18:24] H2> ::waves at Wayne, waiting for a response from Dejat:: [18:24] M> ::frowns as she listens to the commander's briefing:: [18:24] ::looks at Dejat:: Agreed Fornan. But I doubt it'll be a problem. [18:24] E> ::turns and heads to the office:: Maam teams are starting there duties [18:24] +taps+ Mister Clayton, I have some things I need to tend to. I regret I won't be able to join you just now. [18:24] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:24] Q> ::taps on the control panel on the map and all the icons representing ships continue on their expected paths:: [18:24] E>::nods:: okay.. I'm rounding more recruits to work on the first wraith... [18:24] =.\ction= The other task group seems to have formed up as much as it's going to. The ships jump to warp, heading "east." [18:24] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:24] +taps+ Bentall to Cadet MaAru [18:24] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:25] +taps+ gpo ahead commander [18:25] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:25] * Savant looks up [18:25] go ahead Ma'am ^_^ [18:25] H1>::straightens as the dummy disintigrates, holding the sword point down slightly off to one side, breathing somewhat heavily:: [18:25] +taps+ Cadet, has anyone assigned you to any particular job at the moment? [18:25] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:25] E>+taps+ are you busy? [18:25] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:25] +taps+ not at all, Ma'am, what can i help you with? [18:25] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:25] *11> ::steps off the turbolift near the holodeck complex, then follows the bouncing lights toward holodeck 2:: [18:25] ::raises an eyebrow at Bentall:: Maybe. Tread carefully, Jarod. ::quietly, so only he and Bentall, and probably Savant, can hear:: I know he took special interest in you a while back. He may have left...something. [18:26] H1> ::turns and exits the holodeck, keeping the sword pointed down as he does so:: Computer, save and end program. [18:26] H2> +taps+ All right, commander. Let me know when to expect you later. [18:26] H2> ::looks around the Wraith bridge layout:: [18:26] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:26] ::nods at Dejat:: I've been taking special care with that lately. ::smiles:: [18:26] +taps+ Im trying to find some answers to the questions posed at the last staff meeting, sir [18:26] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:26] M> ::listens intently as the recorded message finishes up:: [18:26] ::smiles knowingly, then turns to Savant:: Savant, a moment? [18:27] H2> Welcome, major, have a seat. ::gestures to the helm:: [18:27] *11> ::stops just outside holodeck 2 and pulls up the log of what program is running and who is running it:: [18:27] * Savant smiles at Dejat [18:27] Sir? [18:27] ::gestures her over so they can speak privately:: [18:27] +taps+ Understood, the moment you have that worked out please get in touch with me. I'd like you to start working on something else. [18:27] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:27] M> ::shakily:: +taps+ Dr. Ungtae to Savant.... [18:27] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:27] 11> ::heads down the corridor towards the turbolift, passing LoraKor:: Captain, ::nods his head in greeting:: [18:27] H2> ::walks over to the Helm and takes a seat:: Thanx Lt [18:27] * Savant blinsk twice.. her voice floats into sickbay, "can i help you Ma'am?" [18:28] <> [18:28] <> [18:28] *11> ::nods to Ironside:: 'morning, Colonel. ::smiles when he reads the running program, and declines to enter:: [18:28] +taps+ ::sighs:: this might take a while, commander....anything I can help you with in the meantime? [18:28] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:28] E>+taps+ would you like to work on fixing a Wraith? [18:28] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:28] H2> The layout, as I'm sure you've read, is a bit foreign. There's a bit more to take note of it when flying a Wraith, as well as the orientation of propulsion mechanisms in relation to how they appear on your readout. [18:28] * Savant 's holographic form drifts over to Dejat pleasantly [18:28] M> ::flusteredly:: I need to speak with you for a few moments when you get a chance. [18:28] * Savant 's voice drifts into engineering, "i'd love to, Ma'am... would you like me to summon the emergency engineering hologram for you?" [18:28] ::quietly, so only Savant can hear--which is pretty damn quiet:: Any progress with our...project concerning Kelaka? Or is everything still deflecting you correctly? [18:28] 11> ::enters the nearest TL, suddenly wondering if he shouldn't construct a scabbard for the sword as he feels slightly silly carrying it around:: [18:29] E> ::turns and checks to make sure all the teams have left for there duties:: [18:29] E>::shrugs:: +taps+ sure... have it go to Wraith number one... [18:29] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:29] * Savant speaks calmly and quietly into sickbay, a soothing voice, "i'm listening, ensign, how can i help you?" [18:29] =.\ction= A pair of ships enters the area around the rallying point. One is a Prometheus class vessel, the other is a badly damaged Sovereign. [18:29] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:29] * Savant smiles at Dejat, "not entirely, i must announce some success in penetrating into the sensor arrays and other low priority areas [18:30] H2> ::nods:: I read the specs and Techs manuals. How does she handle is what I want to know. [18:30] H2> Though, I'm sure you'll recognize the basic helm controls... they are labeled on your pADD for reference. I'd advise to keep it around, although if you need to, the computer can instruct you where certain functions are. [18:30] E> ::turns back to Oswald:: [18:30] ::nods:: Let me know what route you took. I'll see about cutting it off so no one else finds it. ::smiles appreciatively:: Keep trying, though. We need to make her more than airtight. [18:30] ::The EEH shimmers into being in Wraith One, looking about nervously:: [18:30] E>::smiles at Farley:: who else shall we recruit? [18:30] +taps+ No thank you Cadet. It can wait. [18:30] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:31] TL> ::rides the turbolift to his quarters and enters, replacing the sword in its stand at the corner of his bed:: [18:31] *11> ::enters another turbolift:: Sickbay. [18:31] +taps+ Understood [18:31] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:31] H2> ::chuckles a moment:: It handles fine once you get used to it... kind of sloppy at first. [18:31] M> ::walks over and seals the door to the office:: [18:31] M> ::heaves a sigh:: I've been contacted again, Savant. [18:31] * Savant nods at Dejat calmly, "i've filed a report, it's in your mailbox now, sir" [18:31] * Savant speaks to Ungtae int hat same soothing voice, "so i see." [18:31] E> ::looks puzzled:: I don't know maam, it's always tough to get good help these days. ::hehe:: [18:31] ::nothing is wornking right...as I test the sensors :: [18:32] E>::rolls her eyes:: tell me about it... good ships are just about as hard to come by... [18:32] =.\ction= The advantages of being a hologram. Savant is propogated in two places, Sickbay and the Bridge, and her avatar the EEH appears aboard Wraith One, toolkit already slung over one shoulder. [18:32] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:32] E> This is true maam [18:32] EEH> ::looks about the Wraith and nods before heading off to work, whistling merrily:: [18:32] E>::smiles:: you go up and work on Wraith One... I'll rally one of two more people to help... [18:32] ::looks down as his panel begins to flash, reads:: Commander Bentall? [18:32] ::nods again:: Thank you. Also, if you don't mind...::produces an isolinear rod from somewhere::...use this search algorithm to see if you can locate any potential computer hazards Dalton may have implanted in the main computer system. I realize your defenses are quite sufficient, and he's not the most skilled computer slicer, but just in case. [18:32] ::looks up from the report he was reading:: Yes Commander? [18:32] ((i *AM* a god!)) [18:32] E>+taps+ Oswald to Janeway [18:32] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:33] M> ::enters Sickbay:: [18:33] Q*> ::showers and changes into a casual duty uniform, opting for the the hunter green shirt with matching jacket:: [18:33] +taps+Janeway here [18:33] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:33] H2> ::runs a hand across the console noting most of the basic controls:: I started memorizing the manuals but whats her structural stress tolerance? Can she barrel roll? ::grins:: [18:33] E>+taps+ are you busy? [18:33] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:33] E> Yes, maam ::turns and grabs the tool kit and heads for the ship:: [18:33] * Savant blinks at the isolinear rod in Dejat's hand and smiles politely, "i'll do that, Sir, though i doubt that he's put anything malicious in the computer systems" [18:33] M> ::frowns, realizing that the computer-based lifeform had been monitoring:: Ok, well, what do you suggest I do about this "Commander Tal" and her requests? [18:33] ::nods:: As do I. ::smiles:: But I'm sure you know that I never trusted him. [18:34] ::looks up:: Sir, I'm recieving a text only message for you from a Lieutenant Junior Grade Richard Whitmore from Starbase Aurora... [18:34] +tapa [18:34] Q*> ::exits his quarters and proceeds towards the bridge:: [18:34] * Savant 's voice trickles into sickbay calmly, "I [18:34] Q> ::looks back over her list of possible problems with the plan, scratching off everything that has to do with enginering:: [18:34] +taps+Not exactly, sir do you need me for soemthing? [18:34] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:34] * Savant 's voice trickles into sickbay calmly, "Id recommend you tell her that she's outside of ehr jurisdiction to have you work for her. intelligence has their own research division" [18:34] ::raises a brow:: No idea who that is.... Put it through to my console please. [18:34] * Savant nods once at Dejat, "I can understand, sir" [18:34] =.\ction= As the two new ships come closer to Coro, the Prometheus is revealed as U.S.S. Fearless, the badly damaged Sovereign as U.S.S. Odyssey. [18:34] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:34] E>+taps+ yes... I need help getting Wraith One up to par.. [18:34] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:34] M> ::notices the Captain for the first time:: Uh oh... I'll be right back. [18:34] H2> Well, the Liberator has one main process: To get in close, to get in undetected, and to disable the enemy ship. Although saving the ship for future missions is preferred, getting that close may come with consequences, especially if a diversion doesn't go as planned. [18:35] =Description= Odyssey is in terrible shape, with a large portion of her saucer missing, clearly blown off. She is venting plasma from one nacelle and has a variety of other major damage, including a missing aft shuttlebay door, leaving much of the aft of the ship open to space. [18:35] M> ::unseals the door and rushes over to the captain, looking up to him with pleading eyes:: [18:35] * Savant says "as you like Ensign. Best of luck" to Ungtae [18:35] E> ::enters TL:: Fighter bay [18:35] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:35] ::nods again to Savant and begins turning back to his console, but stops and looks back at her:: I'm glad we have you here, Savant. ::smiles:: I don't know if I ever told you that. [18:35] M> Uh, sorry, sir. I didn't notice you come in. [18:35] H2> Because it's designed to be sneaky, yes, it has a bit of maneuverability, but you can get carried away and collide. Controls can be sensitive at times. [18:35] M> ::crosses his arms and grins:: Uh oh? [18:35] ::enters the bridge and walks up beside the command dias, arms in front of him as he looks at the holotank:: [18:35] * Savant 's smile widens at Dejat's honest comment [18:35] M> And yes, I noticed that. ::chuckles:: Something the matter, Ensign? [18:35] i've always felt proud to serve with you, Sir [18:36] ::looks up at Ironside while waiting for his message:: Greetting Colonel. [18:36] <> [18:36] EEH> ::is buried waist-deep in some panel:: [18:36] ::monitos ship activity:: Oh my, those ships will be here a while... [18:36] ::smiles pleasantly and looks at Bentall, nodding in greeting:: Commander. [18:36] M> Well, actually, yes there is, sir. [18:36] Q> ::searches through the intelligence database for anything concerning Romulan computer systems:: [18:36] M> And that is? [18:37] ::smiles, a hint of sheepishness sneaking in:: Thank you. ::notes the Sovereign:: Oh my...that's...rather disheartening. ::notes Ironside:: Not every day you see that happen to one of the most powerful ships in the fleet, eh Colonel? ::doesn't sound jocular, merely honest and a bit down about it:: [18:37] * Savant keeps an 'ear' in on Ungtae's conversation with the captain [18:37] +taps+And you are needing me for that sir? [18:37] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:37] ::looks at the ships:: Have to agree with you there Fornan. [18:37] * Savant nods gently, "it appears to be some form of collomated disruption effect weapon." [18:37] H2> ::nods:: Can she get past Romulan sensors is my main concern. [18:37] M> Well, actually, um, sir, see, there's this admiral... [18:37] ::sighs and nods, his eyes focused on the sight:: I believe it's going to become a more common occurence, unfortunately. [18:38] ::taps a few buttons and forwards the text message to Cdr Bentall:: [18:38] H2> ::smiles grimly:: We'll find out soon. [18:38] *** mccb_Tlaloco (maktaabi@kdfs-294.244.232.26.Weehawken1.Level3.net) has joined #uss-coronado [18:38] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v mccb_Tlaloco [18:38] Computer recognizes mccb_Tlaloco. Authorization codes enabled. [18:38] +taps+ yes... please beam over to wraith one [18:38] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:38] ::slowly nods, knowing that the statement is true enough:: Probably Romulan then, Savant. I don't believe Klingons bother to collimate their disruptor pulses. Romulans occasionally use a beam-form of disruptor, which requires collimation. [18:38] ::looks down as his console beep and has a look at the message:: [18:39] E> ::beams over to Wraith one:: [18:39] M> Rear Admiral Dev Wallace of Starfleet Intelligence. He's been having me do some, er, research, sir. [18:39] ::purses his lips for a moment, then turns to Daren:: Commander, hail the Fearless, lets see if she can point us towards some Romulans. [18:39] EEH> ::sits up in Wraith One suddenly upon hearing the transport beam, banging its head on a beam in the hatch it's buried in:: [18:39] >CLANG< [18:39] <> [18:39] H2> ::frowns:: Thats what I was afraid of. Clayton, can she take a hit? [18:39] ::nods:: Aye sir... ::opens comm channel:: Frequency Open... [18:39] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:39] ::as he reads his faces goes from indifference to downright worried and then a string of swearing erupt from his mouth:: Ah hell... [18:39] W1> ::stands in the new ship:: WOW [18:40] M> ::waits patiently for Ungtae to get to the point, motioning with one hand:: [18:40] EEH> ::crawls out of the tube rubbing her head, looking petulant:: [18:40] Barracks>Alright you swabees! Look alive! Crews Jaguar Eagle and Ocelot report to Beta stations, relieve your Alpha teams. [18:40] U.S.S. Fearless, this is the U.S.S. Coronado. Would you mind relaying us your data concerning the damage to the Odessy? We require the location of some Romulan vessels for...tactical purposes. [18:40] << +com+ that>> [18:40] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:40] ::turns to Bentall:: Oh, you don't say? ::smirks a bit, trying to lighten the situation:: [18:40] =Description= The interior of the Wraith is cramped -- they're only 2 decks -- with miniaturized everything, including quarters and twin warp cores modified from Yellowstone class runabouts. [18:40] ::closing the message he looks up at the Fearless in the tank, a look of concentration on his face:: [18:41] H2> ::grin fades and he shrugs:: It isn't designed to be a tank. It's designed to get a job done. Once the job is done, our mission is to get the hell out of the way. [18:41] Adams>Barracks> Chief, are you alright? [18:41] W1> This ship is small [18:41] W1> EEH> uhm.. hi [18:41] M> This research of his might be... dangerous. He wants to develop a more specialized version of the Elnar retrovirus to use against the Klingons and the Romulans in this war. [18:42] W1> ::opens the tool kit and starts working on the ship:: [18:42] M> ::frowns:: I see. Well, route all future requests from the Admiral through me. I have an actual job for you. [18:42] * Savant 's voice trickles into sickbay, "i have full documentation of the ensign's communications with Wallace and Tal if you'd like, sir." [18:42] barracks>I have orders to secure engineering. ::to himself:: I hate those orders. [18:42] ::looks over at Daren:: Are we getting anything, commander? [18:42] M> With Lieutenant Dalton off the ship, Coronado needs an acting Chief Medical Officer. [18:42] W1> EEH> ::flushes, scuffs her foot on the floor and lets out a sigh... then turns about to get back to work [18:42] M> Unless you have any objections, that is you. [18:42] H2> ::smiles grimly:: Thus if we get caught before we activate our weapons, you can pretty much say we're toast. ::Looks at Clayton:: Whats your opinion about the Wraith? [18:42] ::transports to wraith one:: [18:42] W1> ::turns around quickly startled:: Hello you jumped me there for a second [18:42] E>+taps+ Oswald to MaAru [18:43] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:43] Q> +taps+ Go ahead [18:43] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:43] M> ::grins and flushes bright red:: Uh, no. No, uh, sir. Noneatall. [18:43] ::looks up from his station:: They're sending tactical data over now....two major battles taking place currently [18:43] E>+taps+ are busy cadet? [18:43] Barracks>Who's been a bad boy? [18:43] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:43] * Savant flickers delicately as she watches the bridge, looking placated [18:43] ::looks at Daren:: Close by? [18:43] BArracks> Send Them to Engineering. [18:43] *> [18:43] M> ::nods:: In the meantime, that means you're not going to have a lot of time for working on biological weapons. [18:44] ::nods:: Thank Fearless and transfer the data to my station, if you would...::slowly moving over to the mission ops console:: [18:44] TL>medbay. [18:44] M> Feel free to let the Admiral know it was my idea. [18:44] ::nods:: the Yadalla system and Eternity system sir [18:44] M> ::nods furiously:: Aye, sir. [18:44] Q> ::tosses the PADD down rubbing her temples:: +taps+ Not really.... [18:44] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:44] H2> Well, activating our weapons won't prolong our life unless we can take on a smaller ship. This is a last-minute project. Whether it works... we'll have to see. It worked on the Coronado. [18:44] M>::To himself:: Not now! [18:44] M> Um, sir... [18:44] W1>::sighs:Well, what can i help you gentlemen with [18:44] ::nods and looks at Ironside:: You don't think the Admiral has ideas of testing the Wraiths in one of these battles do you? [18:45] E>+taps+ please beam over to Wraith One to help replace bad parts.. [18:45] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:45] M> Just one other thing... [18:45] W1> EEH> ::bangs her head on some strut again on hearing Janeway's voice:: [18:45] >CLANG< [18:45] M>::feels the onset of the "need":: [18:45] W1> ::turns fully to Savant:: So what do we have here to do? [18:45] H2> ::nods:: Fair enough. Alrighty then, whats next on the agenda? ::grins:: [18:45] TL>slips a hypospray into his neck and tucks it back away:: [18:45] ::swings into his seat and brings up the data:: Not particularily, but the data will probably give us a great deal of information about Romulan ship concentrations in those areas, and we can choose a likely area to test our new toys. [18:45] W1> EEH> ::looks up and blinks a few times... the short engineer wasn't Savant at all, just a hologram:: uh, sir? [18:46] M> ::nods at Ungtae and looks over his shoulder at Tlaloco, appraising him:: [18:46] ::nods, stands up and moves closer to Ironside:: Colonel you have a minute? [18:46] M> What about Lieutenants Jones and F'mar? I know they just came aboard, but shouldn't one of them be next in line? I mean, at least by rank... [18:46] Q> ::scowles at the though of enginering work and considers telling oswald what he can do with his enginering kit but decides that a change of scenery might do her good:: +taps+ on my way, sir [18:46] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:46] M> ::tries a:: Good morning, Master Chief. Sleep well? [18:46] ::looking back and forth between the two battles:: Here we go... [18:46] ::looks over at Bentall:: Commander? [18:46] M>::stands at attention:: No sir. [18:47] W1> Oops sorry my mistake. So what do we have on this ship that needs us so bad? [18:47] H2> ::gestures to the console:: Let's try some maneuvering. Settings should be as real as they get... I have ... less than extensive practice, and I'm one of the most experienced with this ship, but let's try some turns in optimal conditions. We'll take out engines a bit later. [18:47] M> ::turns back to Ungtae:: Probably, but both Lieutenants have been offered their own CMO jobs, on other ships in Fifth. F'mar, in particular, is moving to Stirling. [18:47] M> Been drilling, deploying, liasoning near on twenty four hours. [18:47] E>+taps+ good... beam over... I don't want you getting lost on your way there... [18:47] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:47] W1> EEH> uhm.. i, ah, i think we're just... uhm... repairing and maintaining? i wasn't designed for making modifications.. not really, anyawys.... [18:47] M> ::turns back to Tlaloco and grins:: I know the feeling. [18:47] M> ::glances back and Ungtae:: Any other questions, Ensign? [18:47] M> Just needed to get something the doc left for me. [18:47] H2> ::scratches his head:: Banking too fast may cause an intertial dampener failure, so be careful about that. We're trying to fix it. [18:47] Q> +taps+ yes, ma'am [18:47] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:48] M>::hurries to supply:: Where is it? [18:48] ::lowers his voice:: Just thought you'd like to know that i just received a message from an Assistant Security Officer on Starbase Aurora. It seems our friend Captain Swift is up to something with the Orions now. The Fleet Commander who is also Swift has asked this Security Officer to be the go between from ourselves and the Fleet Commander Swift. [18:48] W1> Well that isn't very fair of them to limit you like that is it? [18:48] M> ::shakes her head:: No, Captain. None. ::grins rather childishly:: [18:48] M> ::raises his eyebrows and looks from Ungtae to Tlaloco:: Then I'll leave you to your patient. [18:48] Q> ::taps on a console initating a transport to the wraith:: [18:48] H2> ::nods:: Might as well. ::turns to the console and starts to tap on the console:: Alright lets see what she's got. [18:48] * Savant folds her hands behind her back and listens in on the conversation between ungtae and the captain idly [18:48] M> Good luck in your new job. It's a bit unusual for someone so young to be made a CMO. [18:48] M>::Grabs an empty hypospray dispenser, and palms it:: [18:48] W1> ::materializes and looks around:: [18:48] ::straightens his lip for a brief moment:: I see. Thank you Commander. ::coldly:: [18:49] W1 EEH> uhm.. well, ah, sir, i'm supposed to be a learning program... and i haven't really.. uhh.. been on... very... long [18:49] W1>::laughs::Me, sorry am not used to be startling [18:49] M> Well, I'm needed in... um engineering. [18:49] W1> ::notices the cadet beam into the ship:: Hello cadet [18:49] ::nods:: If you get a chance please share that info with Fornan. I think we may all be to busy to worry about Swift shortly. [18:49] E>+taps+ Oswald to Ironside [18:49] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:49] EEH> ::grins and rubs the back of her head:: [18:49] EEH> ::starts at the beam in of the cadet:: [18:49] M> ::continues to grin stupidly as she hurries back to the office and closes the door, not noticing the hypo Tlaloco palmed:: [18:50] MB>::Nods to Ungtae:: [18:50] ::nods curtly and looks over at Dejat for a moment before answering the call:: +taps+ Yes Zu...Lieutenant? [18:50] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:50] ::nods and resumes his seat:: [18:50] MB>::heads for the Medbay doors:: [18:50] W1> ::nods to Farley:: anything I can help you with? [18:50] ::seems lost in thought, which isn't all that rare:: [18:50] W1> ::sees LT Janeway:: Hello maam [18:50] E>+taps+ do you have any marines that would like engineering duty? [18:50] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:50] M> ::watches Tlaloco speculatively:: [18:51] MB>::laughs a little too loudly:: Oh well, he must have forgotten it. [18:51] W1>::smiles::That was a nice welc9ome, but I dont think I am the right person [18:51] EEH> ::flushes a bit and shrinks back to the open panel where the hologram was working:: [18:51] M> ::lets out a whoop of excitement:: [18:51] +taps+ Like engineering duty? Not that I'm aware of. However, I do have some marines that could use some experience in engineering duties. [18:51] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:51] MB>Got to get to engineering, not that I'm looking forward to it. [18:51] H2> I hope you've attempted blind landings into a fighter bay before. Getting close is going to require some pinpoint speed adjustments. [18:51] * Savant says to Ungtae in an amused, if disembodied, voice, "Congratulations Ma'am" [18:51] M> ::nods but says nothing, watching Tlaloco as if waiting for something:: [18:52] W1> ::checks his padd:: Yes cadet you can start by checking out those power couplings over under the main panels. [18:52] E>+taps+ can you please have them report to the Wraiths... [18:52] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:52] ::returns to going over his reports waiting for something, anything, to happen:: [18:52] M>::Feels the stare, as he heads for the door:: [18:52] M> ::giggles girlishly as she types out a message to Admiral Wallace and Commander Tal explaining that she can no longer be their pawn:: [18:52] +taps+ That I will. [18:52] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:52] * Savant frowns slightly on the bridge.. she noticed the Captain's appraisal of Tlaloco [18:52] W1> ::looks towards Janeway:: What do you mean maam? [18:52] M> ::makes a great show of looking around Sickbay, which is empty other than Tlaloco and himself:: [18:53] M> ::notes the transparent aluminum wall separating Ungtae from the main body of Sickbay, then turns back to the Chief:: [18:53] H2> Did a few of those ::starts to maneuver the vessel:: (m) Not always made them perfect [18:53] ::reaches over to a different part of the console on the port computer bank and brings up the marine roster, identifying and assigning certain marines to report to the various Wraiths to help conduct repairs:: [18:53] M> ::hesitates at the door:: I'm fine, really, sir. [18:53] M> ::looks up at the ceiling:: Savant, transmit this message at your earliest convenience, please. [18:53] W1> ::nods taking a deep breath and, trying to remember her basic enginering courses, moves to the panels:: [18:53] *** ENdr_Ungtae is now known as ENDR_Ungtae [18:53] * Savant exhales and shakes her head slightly, turnig more of her attention tot he Captain and Olme [18:54] M> ::continues watching Tlaloco, still with that look that clearly says he's waiting for something:: [18:54] ::to Ungtae:: immediately, Doctor ^_^ i'll send it priority [18:54] M> ::regains her composure and exits the office:: Thank you, Savant. [18:54] M>::pauses:: Everything is under control, captain. [18:54] =.\ction= Odyssey is slowly docked in another MRF. [18:54] M> ::frowns:: Captain? You're - still - here... [18:54] ::reads over the report identifing ENsign Ungtae is the new CMO and frowns over it thinking the Ensign is to young to be the CMO during war time:: [18:54] L1SL_Lightbody> W1> ::materializes on Wraith one with some other marines, not looking very happy and grumbling under his breath:: [18:55] H2> Our primary goal will be to carry out our mission, to disable whatever enemy ship. HOWEVER, our second goal will be to preserve the functionality of this vessel if at all possible. [18:55] M> ::nods without looking over his shoulder at Ungtae:: Yes I am, Doctor. Did Dr. Dalton leave any standing prescriptions for the Master Chief here? [18:55] W1> ::watches the look on the cadets face:: If you need any help cadet just ask ok? [18:55] W1>What do y9ou think I can help you with sirs? [18:55] M> with your leave... [18:55] M> ::absently:: Not quite yet, Master Chief. [18:55] M>+taps+ is that you, adams? [18:55] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [18:55] ::returns to his perusal of the major battle data relayed to Coronado from Fearless, attempting to pick a suitable location to pounce on a Romulan vessel:: [18:55] M> ::glances over his shoulder at Ungtae:: [18:55] M> ::glances to Tlaloco and then down at her padd:: None that I can see, Captain. Why? [18:56] M> ::Growing agitated:: [18:56] W1> ::notices the marines materilze on the ship:: [18:56] * Savant lights up a terminal by Olme and a few words blink on it for a moment, "i'm watching Olme" [18:56] H2> ::watches the console noting speed and distance:: Understood. [18:56] M>::mouths to Savant:: Help me! [18:56] W1> ::looks at the mess of wires and grabs the EEH by the shoulder and pulling her over to the main pannels:: Is this a power coupling? ::points at a metal thingie:: [18:56] M> ::turns back to Tlaloco:: Because Master Chief Tlaloco came in looking for something, has clearly found it, and now just as clearly wishes that I would leave or stop watching so that he can do something with it. [18:56] H2> If this project proves successful, we'll be few and far between. If we lose these ships, when they've proven they can do the job we want them to do, we may lose the war. [18:56] E>::rallys some more ensigns and cadets from various sectors of the ship to work on the wraiths:: [18:56] L1SL_Lightbody> W1> ::walks over to Oswald, still grumbling under his breath:: Reporting for engineering duty, Ms. Oswald. ::alters his tone slightly when saying 'engineering':: [18:56] * Savant winces gently on the bridge [18:56] M> Cheif, what have you got there? ::moves to take the hypo from him:: [18:56] M> ::somewhat amused:: Having been a parent eleven times, I recognize the look. [18:57] M>Is there something you require, sirs? [18:57] <> [18:57] W1> ::looks towards Janeway:: Maam could you start checking the scans and tactical stations? [18:57] W1>::watches the interchange:: [18:57] H2> So we have to be protective... and insane. Knowing you're five meters off the stern of a Romulan warbird staring a torpedo launcher in the face with no shields might get to you. [18:57] M>I just borrowed this hypospray casing. It was missing from our first aid kit. [18:57] ::continues to look into the ship movements in this sector:: [18:57] ::notes the tactical report isn't in his list:: Mr. Daren? Did you not get a chance to submit your department report? [18:58] M> ::nods:: How long since Master Chief Tlaloco's last full work-up, Ensign? [18:58] M>Somehow the program for making it was deleted from my accessible files. [18:58] W1> ::sees the cadet under pressure and heads over:: Cadet you ok? [18:58] W1>Sure, but I dont kinow what I am lookig for exactly, I havent been clued i8n on this design::takes personal tricorder and begins scans:: [18:58] M>Captain, surely this is not the time- [18:58] M> ::takes the hypo:: Then explain, Master Chief, why it is that this hypo is full? [18:58] M> ::absently:: Oh, we have a few days until we have to leave the area. [18:58] H2> ::nods as he works:: Thanks for keeping the pressure bearable ::feels himself sweating:: [18:58] L1SL_Lightbody> W1> ::waits rather impatiently by Farley, crossing his arms while the other marines mill about:: [18:58] ::presses a few functions:: You should have it now, Commander. The Sec/Tact department has undergone several personnell changes in the last 48 hours...I've sorted things out however. [18:59] M>PErhaps I had better explain- [18:59] W1> ::slowly:: yeah...I think...just never actually seen one of these...... [18:59] M> ::nods:: Perhaps. Explain to the Ensign. If she can explain it to me... ::gives that amused grin again, this one not quite so friendly:: I'll be very surprised. [18:59] * Savant frowns a little more, the hologram disapepared in a shower of sparks and light [18:59] H2> Getting the hang of the momentum issues and how the engines influence the angles it moves... [18:59] M> ::raises an eyebrow and stares up at the larger man, unintimidated on her own turf:: Perhaps you'd best. [18:59] W1> ::turns back towards Janeway:: Just do your best maam and could you keep an eye on the marines I don't Oswald on me for letting them break more things [18:59] E>::beams over to Wraith One, after having giving over control of engineering to an ensign with orders to contact her if anything happens:: [18:59] M>If I had been a better liar, I'd still be a commander. [19:00] ::nods:: Thank you Commander. Just trying to tie up my paper work. Your's was the last one I needed. ::set about reading over Darens report:: [19:00] W1>::beams in:: Goodmorning people... [19:00] M> Well, fortunately for Coronado, you're not much of a liar. ::glances over his shoulder at Ungtae to make sure she seems determined enough to handle the Chief:: [19:00] ::grins:: Saving the best for last eh Commander? [19:00] W1> ::turns back towards the cadet:: What do you think you could hadle better? [19:00] M> I don't take kindly to liars or thieves in my sickbay, Master Chief. You've already got one strike against you. [19:00] L1SL_Lightbody> W1> ::looking over as Oswald materializes:: You! You're the one that had me brought over here. Do you want us to stand around all day, or what? [19:00] * Savant appears in medical off to one side, hands clasped together in front of her lightly [19:00] M>::Sighs:: It's Frank's drugs. [19:00] H2> ::glances at Clayton:: Takes some getting used to. Definitely requires a bit more attention than the Spectres [19:00] ::shoots a grin at Daren over his shoulder:: [19:00] W1> ::sees Oswald beam in:: Morning maam [19:01] M> ::raises and eyebrow:: It's what?! [19:01] M> Doctor, so as not to threaten the Master Chief's Starfleet career, I'll be leaving now. [19:01] W1>::chuckles::Mariens I dont handle [19:01] W1>::looks cooly at Lightbody:: do you really want to address me like that? [19:01] M> Please let me know what you determine, if you would. ::starts for the door:: [19:01] W1> ::looks around the shuttle her eyes getting wider, looking for something that looks familiar:: umm.... [19:01] M> ::nods absently at the Captain:: Aye, sir. [19:01] M> What could possibly happen to my starfleet career ::Chuckles bitterly:: [19:01] M> ::exhales:: [19:01] M>::looks at Savant:: [19:01] ::aloud to the rest of the bridge:: It seems as if we have to major battles occurring the nearby area. One around Eternity, where there are at least 650 Romulan vessels included approximately 100 of their new destroyers. The other is nearby Yadalla. It began as a small skirmish that seems to have escalated into a series of major back and forth conflicts. [19:02] M>I'm busted, Sav. [19:02] M> ::reaches the door, holds it open with one hand, and looks over his shoulder at the Chief:: For one, I could drop you on the first semi-habitable planet with a ration pack to wave goodbye as we outwarp. [19:02] M> Start talking, Master Chief. I'm a researcher, which means I'm part detective. [19:02] M> ::Smiles weakly at Tlaloco:: [19:02] ::looks up at Ironside:: How are we faring in those battles Colonel? [19:02] M> Savant? You know about this? [19:02] W1>::looks at Farley:: please take Ms. Janeway and Ms. MaAru to look over the warp cores... make sure both aren't going to blow up on us the first time they're used... [19:02] * Savant exhales [19:02] M> i do, Doctor. [19:02] H2> Let's try some rapid speed adjustments. Computer, cloak vessel, spawn Romulan warbird at 100,000 kilometers at bearing 150 by 330. [19:02] L1SL_Lightbody> W1> Listen lady, I'm not a grease monkey, so unless you really need me and my men over here, you're better just sending us back. [19:02] W1> ::looks towards Oswald:: Yes, maam [19:02] M> ::decides he definitely has no desire to learn more and lets the door slide shut behind him:: [19:02] M>::Shakes his head:: That'd be a mistake, captain. [19:03] W1>::glares at Lightbody:: I think you'll find that was a mistake,sir. [19:03] M>I think the old doc knew, Doctor. [19:03] H2> ::struggles to maneuver the wraith cursing himself:: [19:03] *6> ::runs both hands through his hair, then heads for the closest turbolift:: [19:03] How are the intelligence reports on the new destroyers? I'd like to know what I'm going up against. [19:03] H2> Now, turn us about towards the Warbird, which will be stationary. They will not be able to detect us. We need to approach quickly and stop very very close to the lower spine of the ship. Try some y-rotations to get us upside down as we approach. [19:03] W1> ::motions towards Janeway and taps MaAru on the shoulder:: If you 2 will come with me well go work on the warp core. [19:03] W1>::looks to the other marines:: I want all of you to scan over the circuitry on this bridge and all the biopacks on the ship... make sure all of them are up to standards... [19:03] ::without looking up from the terminals:: We're winning at Yadalla right now, but the sides have been going back and forth every day or so. As for Eternity...the Odessy isn't the only vessel retreating from that area heavily damaged. [19:04] M> ::sighs:: I'm still waiting for your explanation, Chief. And last time I checked, I'm an officer and you're a non-com. I can make this an order very easily. [19:04] W1> ::stands and follows Farley quickly, eager to get away from that panel:: [19:04] * Savant flickers once or twice, giving Olme an apologetic look [19:04] M>I was slipped the drug right before coming aboard the Coro. [19:04] ::sighs:: I'd love to know what the hell started this damn war. We're taking to many heavy losses. [19:04] M>::I was given a strain of the drug aboard the Enterprise [19:05] M>Doc, you want to hear a long story? [19:05] L1SL_Lightbody> W1> ::harumphs:: Scanning stuff, just great. I shoot stuff for a living and now I'm supposed to crawl around in a cramped little ship making sure all the strawberry jelly is fresh...::grabs a tricorder from a pile as the other marines do so as well:: [19:05] W1> :heads to engineering on the wraith with Janeway and MaAru in toe:: [19:05] M> ::glares up at the Master Chief:: I'm all ears. [19:05] W1>::looks back at Lightbody:: I'm sure you won't mind checking every inch of circuitry in the jeffries tubes on this ship... [19:05] M>::begins to tremble:: I think you had better administer that hypospray first. [19:05] H2> ::nods:: This might not be pretty. ::maneuvers the wraith towards the warbird:: [19:05] W1>::smiles even sweeter at Lightbody:: by yourself... [19:05] *6> ::enters turbolift:: Bridge. [19:05] W1> EEH> ::yelps and scampers off quicky as she sees the Marines coming:: [19:05] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:05] M> ::shakes her head:: Not until I know more about it. [19:06] M>::Read the materia medica from Tlaloceopatlan. [19:06] W1>::bats her eyes at Lightbody:: and I will be sure to note to Ironside you're address towards me... [19:06] H2> ::taps a bit to hard and the wraith jumps forward a bit too fast:: Sorry [19:06] M>It's a parasite, that is fed by the host. It ... [19:06] L1SL_Lightbody> W1> ::smiles sweetly back, then turns to his marines:: You heard the lady, lets check the circuitry... ::looks back at Oswald:: ...together. We act as a team. [19:06] M>needs to be fed or it will... [19:06] H2> ::watches the timer on his small console:: Our optimal in-time will be roughly 55 seconds. ::feels the rough driving:: It's all right, major. Just don't do that when we're next to the enemy. [19:07] =Description= The closest Jeffries tube on Wraith One is nearby... hope Lightbody isn't claustrophobic. [19:07] M>Begin eating my cerebral cortex- [19:07] M> ::raises an eyebrow in alarm:: It'll feed off of you... [19:07] M>It produces a [19:07] W1>::raises her eyebrow:: oh... but You're the only one who will be able to fit in the jefferies tubes... [19:07] M>It produces a [19:07] M> Have you ever attempted to have the parasites removed? [19:07] L1SL_Lightbody> W1> ::muttering quietly as he walks off:: As if the Colonel really cares. I've known him a lot longer than you. [19:07] W1> ::arrives in engineering:: Ok we need to make sure this core will take the punisment that it's going to get out there [19:07] * Savant nods solemnly, drifting towards Ungtae and Tlaloco [19:07] M>They have several incubation stages. [19:07] H2> The computer can do the meter-specific alignment when we're within a certain distance... I believe that is 50 meters... which isn't much in the world of sublight. [19:07] W1>::coughs;: he is my father, sir. [19:07] ::finishes up on Darens report and shuts his console off:: Finally. All caught up on the paper work. I wonder why even though we don't use paper anymore we still call it that..... Probably because it sounds better then monitor work, or PADD work. ::grins at his stupid little joke:: [19:08] M>::nanites- [19:08] =.\ction= If you stay long enough on a Wraith, you even find yourself subconsciously hunching a little bit. Whoever built the things clearly didn't follow Starfleet standard engineering specs. Anyone two meters or more in height has a major problem just walking around. [19:08] M>Sabotage- please feed them. [19:08] M> Chief, we can fight this... [19:08] EEH> W1> ::in the jeffries tube, peeking out at lightbody and the cluster of large marines:: uhh... hi... sir" [19:08] L1SL_Lightbody> W1> ::climbs up into the turbolift as the other marines disperse to the others throughout the ship and speaks from inside it as he disappears:: Oh yeah? Well from what I hear, you couldn't care less. [19:08] H2> ::begins calculating an approach vector to the Warbird. Taps on the console heading towards the warbird:: [19:08] H2> ... easy now. Better short than long, if you know what I mean. [19:08] ::arrives on the Bridge:: [19:08] ((oop, delay that O_o) [19:08] W1> ::looks at the warp core, her eyes getting even wider:: [19:09] M> You don't have to suffer this way. [19:09] ::looks up as the Captain arrives:: Greeting Captain, adjusted to your new rank yet? ::grins:: [19:09] M>::you know who I WAS CMO Ungta-=? [19:09] ::notes the Captain's entrance and nods to him, smiling at the rank pips:: [19:09] =Description= The warp core is actually two miniaturized warp cores, presumably from runabout class vessels. They stand side by side, two of everything, each one clearly feeding both nacelles. It looks a little Frankensteinian. [19:09] W1>::shrugs to herself:: yeah... but that's not going to stop me from using it to get you into engineering duty for the next few months... brat... [19:09] W1> ::sees the MaAru's face:: Don't worry cadet, I want you to take this tricorder and start by scanning the core itself for flaws. OK? [19:09] H2> ::Nods but continues concentrating on the approach:: 50 meters you say. ::pulls closer to the warbird:: [19:10] L1SL_Lightbody> W1> ::a little fainter as he continues inwards:: I heard that! [19:10] W1>::looks around:: hmm... anyone else need an assignment here? [19:10] M>Chief Medical Officer inbroad the YOU ESES Enter po- [19:10] M> ::wryly:: Who you were, Master Chief Tlaloco? No, I don't know who you were. But I can tell who you've become. [19:10] H2> Unless it's upper tactical shielding is in place... in which this wouldn't be a good target. [19:10] W1> ::takes the tricorder and relaxes a bit at the familiar layout:: yes, sir [19:10] M>I need to feed this and then we can fight it- [19:10] ::chuckles at Bentall:: No, not quite yet, Exec. How are things going this morning? [19:10] H2> But we'll assume this one's shields are at minimum. [19:10] M>::losing consciousness:: Sav, help- [19:10] M> ::sighs:: Prophets, why am I doing this? [19:11] W1>+taps+ Oswald to Farley [19:11] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:11] M> ::moves to inject Tlaloco:: You sure this will help? [19:11] W1> good, if you find anything let me know [19:11] M>Yes. [19:11] * Savant nods at Ungtae [19:11] W1> +taps+ Farley here [19:11] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:11] H2> ::glances quickly at Clayton and returns to his work:: Thanks for the warning. [19:11] W1>+taps+ I'm going to go check on the other teams, report any problems with the marines to me at once. [19:11] M> ::presses the hypo against Tlaloco's throat and takes a deep breath before she injects Tlaloco with the drug:: [19:11] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:11] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:11] M>::Shivers:: [19:11] H2> Or on standby... or off, that'd be even better. one of our hopeful goals is to capture a ship, so the less there is in our way, the easier it will be. [19:11] Ma'am, i've been compiling data for ... ever since i've known of Olme's condition. I've been waiting until there's enough there to make a serious effort to remove the addiction. [19:11] ::grins:: We seem to be ok though we are very close by to a couple of major battles. The Colonel can give you the details. I've gone through all departmental reports and all seems well there. ::lowers his voice:: I've also had news about our old friend Swift. I'll forward the messag I got from a Lieutenant JG on Aurora later on to explain. [19:12] M> Savant... tricorder. [19:12] W1> +taps+ Yes, maam [19:12] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:12] W1> ::nods and starts taping on the tricorder, looking for anything that looks like a flaw in what looks like what should be a warp core....:: [19:12] * Savant lifts a finger and a tricorder flips into the air a few feet away, hovering just by Ungtae [19:12] M>I assure you I am fine, doctor. You will discover increased levels of [19:12] androphin. [19:12] all amino acids, [19:12] M> ::grabs the tricorder and begins to scan:: Well, Savant? [19:13] We can combat this, doctor. [19:13] W1>::beams over to Wraith 2, checks on the team and then proceded to 3 and 4:: [19:13] M> [19:13] H2> ::pulls in closer to the Warbird's:: 100 meters and closing [19:13] M>Are you ready for that long story now, Doctor? [19:13] M> i've compiled all the data collected, and made it into a report for you Ma'am. It's in your home directory [19:13] ::nods and drops into his chair:: I'll read it later, thank you. [19:13] W1> ::turns towards Janeway:: Maam if you could start checking the main power conduits [19:14] M> ::nods:: Very well. Send a copy of that report and this incident to Commander Bentall and Captain Kor. [19:14] E>::beams into her office:: [19:14] M>Sav, please communicate my apologies to the captain. He'll probably want my resignation. [19:14] * Savant nods gently [19:14] H2> Oh, and should the enemy ship suddenly power its engines to go to warp suddenly, we need to be out of the way.or we'll get caught in the wake and maybe torn apart. [19:14] In a couple of days... ::taps on his console, feeding in a set of coordinates:: ...we're going here. [19:14] ::transfers the coordinates over to Bentall's and Ironside's stations:: [19:14] M> I'll give you two some privacy.. Ole.. i'll see you afterwards [19:14] E>::sits down at her desk and types out a report to Ironside about Lightbody:: [19:14] ::nods and rises:: I'm going to take a quick visual tour of the ship. Just want to see how things are progressing. I'll be back in about an hour or so Captain. ::heads for the turbolift:: [19:15] <> [19:15] M> ::turns back to the chief:: No one is going to force you to resign unless you are medically and mentally unfit for duty. [19:15] M>Don-t well, ok sav. [19:15] ::nods:: Very well, Exec. [19:15] H2> ::taps on the console starting to slow down their approach speed. Loooks at Clayton and accidently hits the maneuvering thrusters:: What was...oops> [19:15] * Savant lifts off of the floor, disapeparing in a 'poof' [19:15] ::looks down at the coordinates and frowns slightly:: Into the Lion's Den, Captain? ::notes the Odessy:: I hope we have better luck. [19:15] M>::laughs:: Unfit? [19:15] E>::sends her report to Ironside once she is finished:: [19:15] * Savant reappears on the bridge, forming from streamers of light and a rustling sound [19:15] H2> Good... a bit slow, but you'll become more comfortable as you practice and get used to things. I'll ask you -- [19:15] M> ::nods:: In the mean time, I'm removing you from active duty for one week until we can get a handle on this parasite of yours. [19:15] ::turns to Ironside, nodding:: We're not exactly going to go in yelling and waving a spear. ::grins:: [19:15] W1> ::continues to tap on the tricorder as her mind wanders back to the list of questions still unanswered:: [19:15] M>So do I give you the story? Or do you need a nurse around here? [19:16] After all... ::tries to look innocent and mostly fails:: ...this is a submarine, remember? [19:16] M>It isn't as easy as that, Doctor. [19:16] *** CRXO_Bentall (~alffred@kdfs-15086.bc.hsia.telus.net) Quit (Leaving: I ain't no quiter..... Except for just this once... And the next time I suppose.) [19:16] H2> ::grins, watching the ship lurch to the right...:: Wait until we try to come up behind a moving vessel. [19:16] ::smirks:: Though the image of an anrthropomorphized Coronado yelling and waving a spear while charging into the midst of a battle is rather appeling. [19:16] * Savant glances at the Captain and Bentall, "sirs, i have a full report for you on Chief Tlaloco's condition...and Sir... he extends his full apologies to you" [19:16] <> [19:16] So long as end up painting more sillhouettes on the wardroom wall, then, Captain? [19:17] ::turns to Savant and nods:: I'll wait for the Doctor's version, thank you, Savant. [19:17] E>::beams back over to Wraith 1:: [19:17] M> Master Chief, I am probably your best hope. Few other ships have research specialists as their CMO's. [19:17] H2> ::growls:: Now that should be fun. ::watches as he pulls back away from the warbird:: [19:17] ::adds his rwo cents:: Fighting the Romulans will be distinctly different then fighting the Klingons. The Romulans will be cold and caluculating...their decisions will be based on strategy and stealth, with the Klingons it was pure battlerage. [19:17] * Savant nods serenely and floats backwards and off to the side [19:17] <> [19:17] M> ::grins:: I think you got lucky. [19:17] ::turns back to Ironside:: Well, maybe one. ::grins:: [19:17] W1> ::starts checking the matter/anti matter chambers and tubes to the warp core:: [19:17] And they're also quite a bit more cunning, Commander. Don't forget that. [19:18] ::smirks and looks over at a seperate part of his console as a report streams in for him:: [19:18] M>So, where are you from, doctor? [19:18] M> Now,... ::stands to her feet and helps Tlaloco to stand as well:: ...why don't we go into my office? [19:18] Now, get into position at the designated approach speed to the stationary target... ::recites it like reading a manual::... and then we'll begin our procedure. [19:18] ::grins rakishly:: Though the Tal Shiar is still sloppy. [19:18] W1>::heads back to the engineering section to check how Farley and his crew are doing:: [19:18] M>::Follows like an obedient puppy:: [19:18] W1> ::sees Oswald come into engineeing:: [19:18] ::grins:: [19:18] M>You look bajoran [19:18] W1>::looks at Farley:: any problems? [19:18] Don't get overconfident, Commander. By the by, I want you to report to Lieutenant Clayton ASAP for Wraith flight training. [19:19] M> ::chuckles:: The nose crinkle and the earring don't just scream "Bajoran" anymore, I suppose? [19:19] * Savant fizzles audibly and visibly, the hologram de-rezzing a moment, though otherwise it was undisturbed [19:19] These ships are a little... odd... and I want our best pilots flying them when we take them into the field. [19:19] M>::laughs:: I never assume. [19:19] H2> ::nods rubbing his hands on his shirt:: Lets do it again. ::adjusts course and speed and resets for the intercept on the warbird:: [19:19] M>I thought I knew a BAjoran woman once. [19:19] L1SL_Lightbody> W1> ::appears out of the Jefferies tube as it sparks once and begins puffing out some smoke, rolling out and dropping to the deck, coughing and covered in soot:: One of the...::cough:: relays appears to be...::cough:: ...defective. [19:19] *** LtSI_KJaneway (~captainkj@kdfs-4022.tnt7.jackson.ms.da.uu.net) has left #uss-coronado [19:19] ::sighs, clearly not particularly caring for the Wraiths, but nods:: Now or later? [19:19] W1> ::lost in thought and hardely even taping on the tricorder or thinking about the warpcore:: [19:19] ::turns to Daren:: That means you too, Commander. If we perform this mission correctly, Coro won't be firing a shot. [19:19] <> [19:19] M>Have you ever been married, Doctor? For this is where my story starts. [19:20] W1> No maam but Janeway had to leave for personnel reasons? [19:20] ::glances back to Dejat with a grin:: No time like the present. [19:20] M> ::moves to her office:: I was born in the City of B'Hala on Bajor. My father was a part of an order of monks who were seeking to unearth the remains of that city. That is, he was until he became Kai after Winn Adami's death. [19:20] W1>::nods:: okay... [19:20] W1>::glances at Lightbody:: problems? [19:20] M>my my, the daughter of a kai. Ever know a vedik named Rainal? [19:20] ::looks suprised:: Aye Captain... [19:20] L1SL_Lightbody> W1> ::scowls at Oswald:: Did you not just hear what I said? [19:21] EEH> W1> ::creeps about the warp core, apparently examining something very closely:: [19:21] L1SL_Lightbody> W1> ::goes into a fit of coughing for a moment before returning to scowling:: [19:21] ::tries that innocent look again:: The idea is to capture a ship, Commander Daren. Preferably completely undamaged. [19:21] W1>can you not fix them? ::raises an eyebrow:: [19:21] EEH> W1> ::Blinks and looks up at Lightbody:: uh... sir? are you all right? [19:21] M> ::sits in her office and indicates that the chief should do so as well:: No, I've never been married, though I was involved once with the son of the Emissary, the younger son, born around his ascendancy to the Prophets. [19:21] H2> ::resumes an approach course towards the Warbird:: Lt Clayton, maybe you should start the Warbird moving. Why wait. [19:21] W1> ::sees MaAru getting off track:: Cadet are you alright over there? ::half yelling across engineering:: [19:21] M> Rainal? No. Should I have? [19:22] M>I was married. After my first expulsion from the academy. [19:22] ::nods again and moves over to the TL:: Holodeck 2 [19:22] L1SL_Lightbody> W1> ::barks a laugh:: I'm a marine, not a super glue expert. [19:22] Well CLMC_Ironside, now you're I'm a marine, not a super glue expert. [19:22] M>another long story. [19:22] <> [19:22] W1>::looks at MaAru:: [19:22] <> [19:22] ::turns back to Ironside:: <> Colonel, your troops will be deploying from the Wraiths as well. [19:22] W1> ::blinks and looks about:: uhh, yes, sir ::starts taping furiusly on the tricorder:: [19:22] M>I'm surprised that you aren't involved with someone. [19:22] EEH> W1> ::blinks more:: uhm... i don't think anyone called you a super-glue expert, sir.... [19:22] M> ::raises an eyebrow:: FIRST expulsion? I can tell that this going to be an intersting story. [19:23] W1>::grins to herself, then returns to glaring at Lightbody:: that's just too bad isn't it.. [19:23] ::arches one eyebrow:: Captain? I can barely fit an entire company on the four vessels. [19:23] M>That's classified by the JAG, sorry. The subsequent expulsion and the ban on my practicing medicine are a matter of public record, though. [19:23] M> ::smiles:: That almost sounds like a domestic inquiry... [19:23] Now now... one thing at a time. Our targets will likely be stationary... the only moving targets we'd really be able to intercept are those on sublight patrol... keep going for this one. [19:23] W1>::smiles mencingly:: because you're going to become one.. [19:23] TL> ::paces around insdie the TL until it comes to a stop, and quickly moves over to H2:: Open. [19:23] [CRHL_Dejat SOUND] [19:23] EEH> W1> ::cringes back against the warp core and tries to get back to work:: [19:24] ::stands up, keeping his expression neutral:: Colonel, how much do you know about transporter stasis? [19:24] M>I wouldn't think of being so forward. Still, you have that certain strenght so attractive in women of your race. [19:24] H2> Hopefully we'll have you new pilots briefed about the specifics of every possible target we can have, so you know where to "land". [19:24] H2> ::looks around at the bridge environment and steps in, noting Clayton and Wayne:: [19:24] ::approaches Mission Ops:: [19:24] L1SL_Lightbody> W1> ::coughs again:: Fine, if you want a job substandard to one I'm sure you in your almighty engineeringness would do. [19:24] W1>::takes Lightbody's tricorder from him:: you need to replace relays one and two and nine. [19:24] H2> ::steps into the holodeck and see's Dejat and the others:: Quite a party ::grins:: [19:24] M> ::shakes her head:: I'm nothing compared to General Kira on Deep Space Nine. [19:24] * Savant nods at Dejat silently [19:25] W1>::hands Lightbody his tricorder back:: I think you can manage to do that... [19:25] Sir...I'm not sure I'm comfortable with that idea. Transporter stasis has never been a stable method of transport, nor is it entirely safe. [19:25] H2> ::nods to Savant and smirks at Daren before looking at the Warbird on the viewscreen:: [19:25] W1> ::goes back to checking the matter/anti matter:: [19:25] M>NEver met her. Just slipped by her once. The old freedom fighter is not what she once was. [19:25] H2> ::nods:: Your call. ::puts the Wraith into its intercept course:: [19:25] H2> ::takes a seat in the small bridge:: [19:25] M>Anyway, I completed my civilian medical studies, and wound up on Farenginar. [19:25] ::nods:: But we have two choices here... we can have all of your Marines beam over from cloaked ships... or we can announce our presence to our target by parking Coro right next door. [19:25] ...or you can go aboard a top-of-the-line Romulan destroyer with only a single company. [19:26] L1SL_Lightbody> W1> ::snatches the tricorder out of Oswald's hand and picks himself up, climbing back into the turbolift:: Fine! But when it just sparks out again, it isn't my fault! [19:26] M>That's where I purchased Vanni, my wife. [19:26] H2> ::Watches the warbird growing:: They will be briefed on the optimum landing spots for each vessel. [19:26] This whole plan relies on the element of surprise. [19:26] M> ::frowns:: Purchased? [19:26] EEH> W1> ::blinks at Lightbody and murmurs:: why doesn't he stay inhere and do this... i'll go do that. . . [19:26] M>No one would have her because she adopted a Romulan. I drove her price way up. [19:26] M>It was the chivalrous thing to do. [19:27] M> I thought that Grand Nagus Rom forbid the sale of women on Ferenginar a quarter century ago... [19:27] ::grunts once or twice, running things through his head, attempting to calculate transporter times, and the maximum emergency number of people a Wraith could carry:: [19:27] W1> ::finishes adjusting the flows and that part is done:: There finially ::heads over to MaAru:: [19:27] H2> ::waves at the newcomers:: Hello. Take a seat, Major Wayne is maneuvering in for a landing procedure. [19:27] ::waits for Ironside to do the math he's already done, several times:: [19:27] ::glancing at the Captain:: I might lose as many as a full squadron of marines through this stunt, Captain. [19:27] M>All Farengi women to some extent still attach their self-worth to their asking price at marriage. [19:27] W1>::looks at the EEH:: because I don't like him, so he's going to continue the rottenest job on this ship that I can think of until he learns some manners.... [19:27] H2> ::nods:: I can see that. ::smirks at Wayne and takes a seat:: [19:27] EEH> W1> :coughs and shuts up after a quick "yes'm" :: [19:27] M> ::sighs:: How sad. [19:27] W1> ::comes up behind MaAru:: How is everything going cadet? [19:27] M>I made sure she was very expensive. [19:28] M> But, please, continue. [19:28] Colonel, you might lose the whole battallion, the Wraiths, Coro, and the task group. [19:28] M>Well, on a previous incarnation in Starfleet, I had studied engineering. [19:28] H2> ::takes a quick glance at Dejat but continues concentrating on the approach:: [19:28] As I said, this mission depends on element of surprise. Go in fast, kill everything moving, then slip the ship out of the formation preferably with nobody the wiser and the task group watching our back. [19:28] ::gives the Captain a 'You know what I mean' look:: [19:28] W1> ::jumps, suprised by Farley and turns around:: fine.....everything is.....fine [19:28] M>So I got a job as a design "lifter"" at my brother in law's shipyard. [19:28] M>I copied ship designs all over the quadrant. [19:29] ::nods:: I know what you mean. But each Wraith holds 36 people, maximum. [19:29] H2> ::watches the detail on the monitor grow... a torpedo launcher becomes a very apparent marking on the hull of the Warbird:: [19:29] M>I was promoted to head of operations. [19:29] W1> ::looks puzzled:: Are you sure your alright, you seem alittle bit distant? [19:29] 36 multiplied by 4 isn't enough, especially when you subtract the Wraith crews. [19:29] ::silent for a moment, then:: Dejat, how many of my men can you fit in Kelaka? [19:29] M>Vanni, Blui and I were very happy. [19:29] <> [19:29] M> Blui? The adopted child? [19:29] M> My little ten-year old Romulan girl. [19:30] ::silent for a moment, then:: How many of my men can Dejat fit in Kelaka? [19:30] Two dozen, if they're friendly. Still not enough. [19:30] M>We learned Romulan ways, the whole of the Rhiassu thing and everything. [19:30] W1> ::nods:: Theres just a lot happening now.......everything is fine, really [19:30] H2> ::glances at the torpedo launcher:: As long as it stays that way. ::pulls the wraith in closer:: 200 meters and closing [19:30] M>Then came a time... [19:30] ::pauses a beat:: I've done the math. We can put 180 people in stasis aboard the Wraiths for the 15 or so minutes it will take them to make their approach and lock in. [19:31] M>It was supposed to be a meteor disruptor. I built it well. [19:31] Normal rules of computing don't mean a thing where these new computer cores are involved. [19:31] M>I suppose I should have guessed an unscrupulous buyer could use it on a planet- [19:32] H2> ::adjusts thrusters slowing the Wraith:: 50 meters and closing. [19:32] M> ::listens intently, sipping quietly on her previously forgotten tea:: [19:32] I agree it's a risk, and if you say no... the answer is no. [19:32] *** LJen_Farley (cccvac@kdfs-6612.acadia.net) Quit (Ping timeout) [19:32] M>Only I knew how to disable the ship's shields. [19:32] H2> ::watches data come in every millisecond on the PADD:: Good. Once locked in, the computer can hold position. The computer has locked in. The systems on the Warbird should be failing now. ... Now we would be waiting tensely for our help to arrive. [19:32] M>The pirates kidnapped my daughter and my wife. [19:32] But I think it's less risky than an open attack or some kind of overthought razzle-dazzle with more ships involved. [19:32] ::breathes deeply again and looks at the Captain:: Every transporter buffer must be modified specifically for this before we depart, otherwise I cannot authorize it.. [19:33] M>They settled into orbit around a worthless world, Frank's Planet. [19:33] H2> We would be beaming over our boarding parties, too. I haven't discussed the details of that yet. [19:33] M>It was run by princes who were drug lords and gamblers. [19:33] * Savant murmurs quietly at Ironside and the Captain, "i can begin those modifications immediately if you like, in the secondary buffers" [19:33] ::nods:: Agreed. Consult with Lieutenant Oswald. The good news is that this mission has the highest priority for parts and personnel. [19:33] W1> ::Looks around:: (m) where did Farley go? ::shruges and goes back to taping:: [19:34] M>They demanded a ransom of the planet. The princes refused. THey didn't believe the disrupter could destroy planetary defenses. [19:34] M>I wasn't so sure. [19:34] ::purses his lips and nods:: Those in stasis will be the first transported...::turns to his console and begins planning:: [19:34] H2> ::nods staring at the Warbird:: This is some ship. ::glances at Dejat:: Want to try her out? [19:34] H2> Should the systems aboard the enemy ship NOT fail, then we will simply get the hell out of here, and fast. There's a chance that if we fail, we'll be detected. [19:34] ::nods and gives Savant a "get on it" gesture:: [19:34] H2> ::shrugs nonchalantly:: Sure, I suppose. ::rises and moves over to the flight console:: [19:34] M>::closes his eyes:: We pursued in our Quetzal-class runabout. [19:34] * Savant flickers a little, apparently already at work [19:35] *** LJen_Farley (cccvac@kdfs-6707.acadia.net) has joined #uss-coronado [19:35] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v LJen_Farley [19:35] Computer recognizes LJen_Farley. Authorization codes enabled. [19:35] LJen_Farley = Lt. (JG) Jack C. Farley, Assistant Engineering Officer. [19:35] +taps+ Ironside to Oswald. [19:35] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:35] M>They were going to open fire on teh planet. I waited till the last possible minute. [19:35] ::heads back for his chair, slumping a little:: [19:35] M> ::makes a few notes on her padd as Tlaloco speaks:: [19:35] H2> +taps+ Dejat here, Colonel. [19:35] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:35] W1>+taps+ yes sir? [19:35] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:35] H2> A veteran takes the stick. All right, take a moment to get your bearings. The console is non-adjustable. [19:35] could i interest you in some tea, Captain? you seem a little... bedraggled. [19:35] H2> ::stares at Clayton:: Uhmmm...Can this vessel outfly a Warbird? [19:35] << :: blinks...I could've swarn you said Dejat...>> [19:35] Someone remind me never to be an Admiral. ::drops into his chair and turns the console toward him:: [19:36] <> [19:36] ::looks up:: Thank you, Savant, that sounds lovely. [19:36] M>I punched in the codes. The shields dropped. I ordered the phaser fire. I tried to beam them out, but They had some sort of anti-loc device. [19:36] M>I killed my wife and daughter. [19:36] H2> ::begins reading through the complex Wraith Flight Manual:: This thing reads like the author took three whole seconds to write it ::grins and presses a button on the PADD to change pages:: [19:36] M>To save that damn worthless planet. [19:36] M> No, Chief. Pirates killed them. [19:36] * Savant smiles gently... the tea had already appeared on the replicator bed when she arrived there... the hologram set foot on the ground and paced back to the Captain, holding teh cup and saucer to him [19:36] H2> ::turns to Daren:: It was, actually... ::grins:: [19:36] M> You did what you could. [19:36] M>The people were so grateful. [19:37] M>Things changed. [19:37] +taps+ Lieutenant, the transporter buffers on the Wraiths need to be modified for extensive transporter stasis. All of them, primary and secondary. Complete this work yourself and with your top engineers. You have priority on parts and personell from Pearl. [19:37] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:37] H2> I don't doubt it. [19:37] H2> It's a computer-generated set of instructions based on preliminary handling logs. [19:37] M>The planet was renamed Tlaloceopatlan in my honor. [19:37] H2> ::flops down into the chair, reconfiguring the flight console to his liking:: [19:37] +taps+ Lieutenant, 180 lives will depend on your modifications, just so you know. [19:37] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:37] <> [19:37] W1>::frowns:: +taps+ yes sir... [19:37] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:37] M> ::smiles helplessly, pityingly:: [19:37] M>Most people began to follow the tenants of my faith. [19:37] W1> ::looks towards MaAru:: How are you coming on the tests? [19:37] H2> ::grins:: Experimental spacecraft...its not just a job, its an adventure. [19:38] ::accepts the beverage and put sit nearby, smiling at Savant:: Thank you, Commander. ::smiles wryly:: I trust you're keeping busy enough... [19:38] M>They began training high priests. The temples flowed again with the flowery foods for the gods. [19:38] H2> It's suicide. Ah, but who cares. We might win the war if these things work right. [19:38] W1> ::taps a last few times and then closes the tricorder:: that should just about do it...as far as I can tell everything looks good [19:38] W1>::looks over at Farley:: I need you to help modify transporters... [19:38] H2> ::looks at Daren:: Assuming the Wraith works as advertised. [19:38] there's no end of work when you're a computer program, sir ^_^ i'm sure the details would bore you though [19:38] M> ::chuckles:: I'm impressed, Chief. [19:38] M>And apparently there were those who wanted to destroy me, so that they could show the people that my gods were weak. [19:38] W1>::smiles at MaAru:: will you watch over the marines Cadet? [19:38] H2> ::looks back at Clayton:: Anything special I should know about this thing? [19:39] H2> Avoid hard turns, the ship doesn't like them much. We could all be pancaked to the ceiling. [19:39] ::pauses for a moment:: +taps+ I'm counting on you, Lieutenant. ::closes the channel and brings up his tactical plans for Romulan boarding, beginning to make adjustments for the stasis plan:: [19:39] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:39] M>Although Franks drugs were obliterated, they managed to engineer them. [19:39] H2> Note the engine orientation, it affects momentum more than it lets on. [19:39] M>I was poisoned with them on the enterprise. [19:39] W1> ::glances at the soldiers and then back at Oswald, noding slightly:: Yes, ma'am [19:39] W1> Good work cadet could you please run some diagnostics on the main computer? [19:40] W1> ::turns towards Oswald:: Yes, maam [19:40] M>Captain chill was able to destroy them, because he is pure energy. He could destroy them individually. [19:40] ::chuckles and indicates that Savant should go on:: I'm honestly curious, Commander. What are you doing, right now? [19:40] H2> In other words, fly as mundane as possible [19:40] H2> This is not a fighting ship. We need to be in fast and if necessary, out fast. [19:40] I know you're here, and you're probably still in Sickbay. Where else? [19:40] W1>::smiles at MaAru:: don't let them intimadate you... and make sure you report anything to Ironside that they do that is out of line ::grins:: [19:40] M>But that was the enterprise. [19:40] M>That was supposed to be my command. [19:41] M>But that's another story. [19:41] M> Miracles happen every day on that ship. [19:41] Evasives only apply if we're detected and trying to leave... if they're shooting at us when we're approaching, that isn't a good thing, and we'll need to turn around. ::grins:: [19:41] at the moment, sir, i'm analysing an area of around seven thousand light years for activity of threat forces on the front, doing the modifications to the transport buffers.... [19:41] W1> ::smiles slightly and nods again:: Ill do my best [19:41] H2> ::grunts:: Not promising anything. ::turns back to the controls:: Whenever you're ready. [19:41] M>I am cursed when it comes to women. Raial's daughter was also my- well, [19:41] performing a routine defragmenttation routine of several processing cores, updating a number of personal file lists and discarding old or unused functions.... [19:41] W1>::turns back to Farley:: you work here... I'll have Materson work on four, Siler work on three, I'll be on two... [19:41] and Meredith- [19:42] M>All dead. [19:42] M> ::frowns:: [19:42] analysing the effects of Frank's Drug on the human body, and of course talking to you ^_^ [19:42] M>I read them Neruda, they die. [19:42] W1> Yes, maam [19:42] W1>call up whoever you need to help Farley, only the best though... [19:42] ::laughs and sips his tea:: Well, I'm glad I was in there somewhere. ::winks:: [19:42] * Savant chuckles [19:42] M>I only hope I was able to afford each a little taste of paradise. [19:42] W1>::nods and beams over to Wraith Two:: [19:42] Yes, maam [19:43] ::sits silent and still at his station for a few moments, then slowly brings up a simulation and inputs the parameters for storing 180 marines in stasis for the 15, waiting for a calculation on most likely casualties:: [19:43] beliee me, Sir, you woudln't want to be the only focus of my attention.. the only time i've ever done that is during some surveillance missions with Intelligence... and they met a rather sticky end [19:43] W2>::contacts her other top engineers and gets them working on the transporters on the other two wraiths:: [19:43] W1> ::starts working on the dutys Oswald has assigned:: [19:43] H2> Let's try a Klingon scout. Come in as fast as possible, orient the ship so it is in proper position to disable the ship, and once we're in close enough, the computer can take over the holding pattern. [19:43] H2> ::nods:: Sounds good. [19:44] ::chuckles:: I imagine. ::pauses:: What's the situation around Eternity? [19:44] ::sits back and rubs his chin roughly as the results come back, then runs the simulation again:: [19:44] M>Raial was a Klingon spy. [19:44] W1> ::goes to the transport room:: [19:44] H2> ::watches an exterior persepctive of the flight on a monitor, makes a few notes on his PADD:: [19:44] M> I'm certain that all were happy with you, Chief. [19:44] H2> ::turns to Daren:: Pilot experience? [19:44] W2>::begins work on transports with a few assistants:: [19:44] W1> ::moves around the wraith watching the marines and engineers, her mind falling back into the huge amount of data she had read over the past few weeks, trying to make sence of it all:: [19:44] M> ::frowns:: Well, maybe not her... [19:44] * Savant flickers ever so slightly as the program opens particular pathways [19:44] W1> MaAru if you need anytihng give me a shout ok? [19:44] H2> ::quickly skims through general specs on the ship, namely how tight a maneuver they can handle:: [19:45] M>GRins and pats her hand. :: Your bedside manner is wonderful, docotor [19:45] H2> Oh, and too fast might reveal ourselves... ::glances at his PADD:: Yes, it's advised to try to stay under the benchmark speed. [19:45] H2> ::smiles:: Not since the my Academy days...a runabout here and a shuttle there...but nothing ::pauses:: like this. [19:45] * Savant frowns delicately [19:45] M> ::pulls her hand away cautiously:: Still... [19:45] < minues "the">> [19:45] W1> ::smiles at farley:: of course [19:45] Eternity may not so eternal, Sir. We're three hundred and fifty ships on the loosing end, and slipping. [19:45] W1> ::starts checking the transporters:: [19:46] M>::laughs:: Don't worry. I've sworn off mortals. I'm too sloppy with them. [19:46] ::nods grimly:: Well, we'll see. [19:46] H2> ::notes all the don'ts of the wraith:: [19:46] M>Sav, on the other hand.. [19:46] H2> Well, at least you won't have much bias with our ships. That's been the problem most of the time... they expect this ship to fly like another small ship like a runabout or even a Defiant-class. But it is completely different... as long as you fly with no preconceptions about it, you should do fine. [19:46] * Savant nods soberly [19:46] H2> Alright, so fly her like she's the size of a Galaxy- class. Can-do. [19:46] M> I haven't survived as an infectious disease specialist for nothing. We'll get started with a full regime of tests first thing tomorrow morning. [19:46] L1SL_Lightbody> W1> ::drops out of the Jeffries tube and back onto the bridge, looking around:: There, done....so where's her royal queen of all that is engineering? [19:46] they do appear to be rallying, and have some of the best captains and crews on our side [19:47] M>Although, I hope you don't mind me saying that if I didn't posess such powers for destruction, I would - [19:47] H2> ::mutters:: Size of a Galaxy and the strength of a type-II shuttle. [19:47] * FCCO_LoraKor =/\= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM PAUSE =-=-=-=-=-=- =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= =/\= [19:47] ::AttN:: [19:47] ::attn:: [19:47] ::attn:: [19:47] ::attn:: [19:47] H2> Well, if you can fly a ship 60 meters long like that, go ahead. ::grins:: [19:47] ::attn:: [19:47] ::runs his simulation again, and again, and again, hoping that there's a glitch in the simulation and the numbers coming back are false:: [19:47] ::attn:: [19:47] ::attn:: [19:47] ::Attn:: [19:47] ::attn:: [19:47] ::attn:: [19:47] ::attn:: [19:47] Sorry, all. I hated to stop this one -- lots and lots of GREAT character interaction all over the place! Very nice! [19:47] If you weren't able to watch all the subplots, by all means go back and check the log. A lot happened tonight. ;) [19:47] hands up who wants to aftersim? [19:47] Woohoo! I got the last line! ;) [19:48] Once again, I must apologize for my unusual and random pastings. [19:48] We're used to them by now, Fras ;) [19:48] I was going to do a promo, but I'll save it for the first of next week. Any questions before we wrap? [19:48] nope nope [19:48] Who? [19:48] ::grins:: Stay tuned. LCARS, we're done for the week! [19:48] sorry Sav, I got to hit the hay. [19:49] * CoroLCARS =/\= FCCO_LoraKor has called: Company, at ease! =/\= [19:49] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901 =/\= Time to relax -- http://www.jestertrek.com/coro2400/' [19:49] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: -m [19:49] Bum.