[19:07] ObsJester looks at Jester, "I'm a mirror for YOU as well..." [19:07] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Captain, whenever you're ready. :) [19:07] *** CRS1_Drexler|Churchill is now known as |CRS1_Drexler| [19:07] Don't be so vain. [19:07] LCARS, let's deal the cards... [19:07] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to '=/\= U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901... http://www.jestertrek.com/coro2400/ =/\= Sim in progress! =-= 30 Aug 2002 was Coronado's FIVE year anniversary! Huzzah! Welcome to Coronado Year SIX!' [19:07] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [19:07] ::attn:: [19:07] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::attn:: [19:07] <|CRS1_Drexler|> ::attn:: [19:07] ::attn:: [19:07] ::attn:: [19:07] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::Attn:: [19:07] ::attn:: [19:07] ::attn:: [19:07] <[LCEN_Oswald]> :;attn:: [19:07] * [CRXO_Smith] pops sharply to attention. [19:07] ::attn:: [19:07] <|CRS3_Savant|> ::attn:: [19:07] ::Attn:: [19:07] ::attn:: [19:07] ::attn:: [19:08] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Welcome, everyone! :) Tonight, we wrap up the main bulk of the Pfhor plot, though there will of course be aftershocks in the coming weeks (starting next week, if truth be told). ;) [19:08] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> I hope everyone's enjoyed it. :) Easily the longest- running thread on Coro to date, and it has a shot to be the longest running plot thread ever on Coro. [19:09] <|CRS3_Savant|> well done on an excellent story Ross, et al ^_^ [19:09] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> I want to take a minute to publically thank Fraser for providing the source material for the Pfhor and their various subject races. :) [19:09] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> After the sim, if you're interested, stick around and we'll chat about where that source material came from. ;) [19:09] <[COMC_Ironside]> Don't thank me. I just pointed it out to you. ;-) [19:10] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> ::nods:: And I mutilated the hell out of it, but I gotta be me. ;) [19:10] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Anyway, here's tonight's briefing: [19:10] =Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... [19:10] Stardate 240212.09: "The Tenth Plague", Part 3, by Jester, with significant assistance from Fraser. [19:10] SUMMARY: Assimilation. The history books are written by the victors. [19:10] Coronado and a small group of Defender ships and small craft have passed through the Jjaro Catapult to Lh'owon, believed to be the original homeworld of the S'pht. Meanwhile, six Defender fleets are attempting to hold Xanadu against an enormous Pfhor attack. [19:10] This has not, however, stopped the Pfhor battleship from reaching Xanadu, and cutting into the hull of the asteroid to allow three Pfhor cruisers to enter. These cruisers, escorted by Pfhor strike craft and presumably carrying troop transports, have reached the second chamber and Alexandria. [19:10] Coronado's group has problems of their own: Lh'owon has been reinforced by the Pfhor, and there are more than 2,000 enemy troops on the surface of the planet, many of them burrowed Hounds, or Hunters who cannot be easily detected by sensors. A massive ground battle has broken out there... [19:10] Briefing complete. [19:10] * [CRXO_Smith] acknowledges with a crisp salute. [19:10] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> ack [19:10] <|CRS3_Savant|> ackety ack! [19:10] <[COMC_Ironside]> ack [19:10] ackty ack [19:10] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ack [19:10] hai. [19:10] ackers! [19:10] ack [19:10] ack [19:10] ack [19:10] ack [19:10] <[LCEN_Oswald]> ack [19:11] Holy blue bold acks batman! [19:11] ack [19:11] <|CRS1_Drexler|> ack [19:11] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> ::chuckles:: For the record, the following ships are in Lh'owon space: Coronado, Renegade, Vanquish. Avenger has been destroyed. The other three ships are showing serious damage. Coro's particular damage is under aft side, where the area around the shuttlebay and the nacelle pylons has been torn up. Renegade is currently worst off. [19:12] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> In Longshot, the six fleets are the Apori, the Traxati, the Camelynian Lan DuLac battle group, the Vanguard mobility group, the Thunderchild mobility group, and the Churchill group. Churchill is inside the second chamber. [19:12] *** Ryosei is now known as [Ryosei] [19:12] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::raises hand:: [19:12] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Commander? [19:12] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::raises:: [19:13] <[CRXO_Smith]> Status of First Contact team? [19:13] ::raises:: [19:13] <[LCEN_Oswald]> dead [19:13] ::raises hand:: [19:13] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Scattered all over the place. ;) Ironside and Savant, however, have reached a crystalline chamber that seems promising. Presumably, others are following them underground. [19:13] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Major Prescot? [19:13] <[LCEN_Oswald]> *sniffs* I made it to the crystalline chamber too! [19:13] <[MJCC_Prescot]> this another one of those sims were we could be killed or seriously maimed if we dont watch our backs?? [19:13] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> You betcha. That hasn't changed. [19:14] :) [19:14] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> That's true: Oswald was about to enter that chamber. [19:14] :-( [19:14] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Ensign D'rall? [19:14] How are we doing in terms of power to the shields and weaponry? [19:14] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Aft shields are down and/or in trouble. I believe we had expended the last of the cluster torpedoes and were down to just a handful of FM torpedoes. Still a decent stock of standard quantums. [19:14] ::raises again:: [19:15] Phaser power? [19:15] (Not that it's of much use, but still...) [19:15] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Phaser power is generally nominal. Marcy went easy on 'em last week. ;) [19:15] <|CRS1_Drexler|> ::raises hand:: [19:15] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Major? And everyone please welcome back Alffred, who is rejoining us today as a new character. :) Major, along with your question, will you please introduce your character? [19:16] Actually that was my intention. :) New Flight Leader, 37 year old Andorian with a missing left antenna. :) Don't make an issue about it if you want to continue having your guts remain on the inside. :) Bio will be emailed to the list later. :) [19:16] ::Raises:: [19:16] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> ::chuckles:: Thank you, Major. Commander Drexler? [19:16] <|CRS1_Drexler|> A comment and a question. ::to Dan:: We knew you couldn't stay away. :P ::to Ross:: Continue with battle music tonight? [19:16] ::grins:: [19:17] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> For us, yes. ;) For the general plot, something a bit calmer will work best. As I said, I'm listening to the "Time Machine" soundtrack (which I forgot to upload, damn it all). I'll upload a couple of suitable pieces in a sec. [19:17] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Captain Daren? [19:17] How long has the rift been open? It hasn't seemed like all that long..but then again its been "weeks". Do we have to be worried about the doorway closing on us or just on the Pfhor? [19:17] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Not yet. The rift's only been open a few hours so far. [19:17] ::nods:: [19:18] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Anyone else? [19:18] * [MJCC_Prescot] grumbles and removes "major" from his highlight list [19:18] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> There are still a lot of fighters and Wraiths providing cover fire on Lh'owown, but it's still damned dangerous there. [19:19] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Silence means no. Let's sim! :) [19:19] =.\= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM RESUME =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= =.\= [19:19] =.\ction= A transport manages to slip into Lh'owon's atmosphere, coming down almost on top of the city and the crumbled citadel. It sets down on the outskirts of the city and immediately begins disgorging troops while being pounded by Spectres. The marines are now completely surrounded. [19:19] <|CRS3_Savant|> ::Savant is still unconscious, laying face-up on the decks of Churchill:: [19:19] <[Ryosei]> ::Ryosei is planetside... she's managed to lower herself to wearing the armoured uniform of the assault marines, but wears a roan red headband around her helment and has her swords on her waist, still:: [19:19] <[MJCC_Prescot]> +com+ EVERYONE FALL BACK!!! INTO THE CITADEL!! [19:19] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::catches up with Oswald, following her on his tactical HUD inside his armor:: [19:19] <[LCEN_Oswald]> ::looks at Smith:: so if I die here you gonna give me a back my commanderhood? [19:19] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> CIC> ::watches the Churchill fall back, away from the oncoming Pfhor Battleship:: [19:19] ::glances at the status repeaters on her board and the holotank:: [19:19] E> ::gets the teams moving to fix the needed systems:: Move it people! I want these systems fixed yesterday! [19:19] sir, we have aft shields down to twenty five percent. [19:19] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::tapping away at the screen in front of him:: C'mon, Savant, I need you here. I can't decipher much of this. ::lets his eyes flick back and forth across the screen:: [19:20] ::looks to Wayne as the turbolift doors open and he makes his way to the bridge:: Welcome to the bridge, we could use some help at tactical, do you mind? [19:20] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::chuckles bitterly:: We'll see. [19:20] ::Isamu was finally back on the coronado he sighed as he was not able to go down with the crew and he was back at his post on the bridge checking the sensors and he was monitoring the situation wondering how lauren and jenny were doing:: [19:20] <|CRS1_Drexler|> ::opens his eyes and taps his fingers idly on the console, looking for weaknesses:: [19:20] <[Ryosei]> ::She hustles along with, keeping her head down:: [19:20] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::fires off rounds as the wounded and his men begin falling back, making their way towards the Citadel enterance under the cover of other marines:: [19:20] ::nods:: Yes Sir. ::moves to cover Tactical:: [19:20] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::hustles into the chamber and looks around for Ironside:: Colonel! [19:20] Captain, request permission to evacuate lower decks and re-route power to shields. [19:20] ::launches a volley of mico-torps at the tropps disembarking from the transport:: [19:20] <|CRS3_Savant|> ::Savant of course didn't reply to Ironside - though for a few seconds, he got static in his ear:: [19:20] <[LCEN_Oswald]> ::looks aroudn the chamber:: [19:20] *** CLSL_Wayne is now known as CLTC_Wayne [19:21] <[COMC_Ironside]> I don't suppose you can read ancient S'pht, can you, Commander? ::taps a button on the screen:: [19:21] =.\ction= Alexandria's weapons continue to pepper the Pfhor cruisers entering the second chamber. Strike craft leave the enormous ships and rocket into the chamber proper. [19:21] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::grunts and scans the area for attackers:: 'Fraid not, Colonel. [19:21] <[Ryosei]> ::Ryosei kneeled by the entrance and set off a few shots into the incoming troops, crouching low and providing covering fire for the retreating marines:: [19:21] ::thankfully relieved of having to worry about ops at the moment, focuses her attention on flying:: [19:21] <[MJCC_Prescot]> Move it!! moveit!!! ::moves a few marines along, snagging a nade from a passing marine and tossing it at the oncomming waves of Hegemony Soliders:: [19:21] ::turns to Tlaloco:: Do it. Good to have you back Commander. [19:21] Thank you sir. Good to be back. [19:21] M> ::in sickbay, sitting at her desk PADD in hand working on a report:: [19:22] :;grabs the vacated seat and immediately detects two transports:: Captain!! I have two enemytransports heading for Xanadu. [19:22] Evac pattern Jaguar Beta. [19:22] <[LCEN_Oswald]> pity I passed up that class in school... ::tries scanning the room with her tricorder:: [19:22] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> Here we go. Automatic target aquisition system coming online. [19:22] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::tugs again at the interface cord that's become riveted to the jack-in terminal:: [19:22] =.\ction= Savant, Smith, and Oswald flicker... then vanish. They reappear in darkness with only a faint glow surrounding them in an otherwise featureless chamber. The floor below is the marble-not-marble. [19:22] that should give us about fifty three percent, sir. We can't afford too many more hits. [19:22] <[Ryosei]> ::She gets up and retreats along with, taking snap shots wherever the opportunity presented itself:: [19:22] ::holds onto the center chair and looks to Wayne:: <> [19:22] <[LCEN_Oswald]> ::gives a little frightened scream:: [19:22] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::slowly begins to fall back with the last of his men at their former lines, the retreat going quite orderly as they pull back towards the citadel enterance:: [19:22] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::spins around as Smith and Oswald vanish:: [19:22] <[CRXO_Smith]> What the...? [19:23] ::pulls the ship into a banking turn starboard:: [19:23] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Voice, to Savant/Smith/Ironside/Oswald> Why... are you here? [19:23] *** |CRS3_Savant| is now known as [Savant] [19:23] Ensign D'rall, full impulse, pursuit of those transports! [19:23] :;grabs the vacated seat and immediately detects two transports:: Captain!! I have two enemytransports heading for Lh'owon [19:23] <[LCEN_Oswald]> ::recollects herself and starts looking around;: [19:23] <[LCEN_Oswald]> ::little voice:: for help? [19:23] Coming in hard on their tails sir! ::engages engines at full thrust:: [19:23] =.\ction= With a chirping sound from the Helm console, Coronado's engines engage... [19:23] Captain, we also have another little problem. [19:23] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::grunts and opens his eyes wide....feeling an awful lot like he's been assimilated by the Borg:: [19:23] B> ::He looked at daren and nodded:: yeah i was glad i finished the GDDS on time ::he looked over and his eyes gently flashed and he shrugged:: sir engines back online [19:23] <[Ryosei]> ::She shouts over the din:: Prescot-san! Hurry! [19:23] <[CRXO_Smith]> We seek the Holy Gr- I mean, the S'pht'kr. [19:23] <[MJCC_Prescot]> Faster!! double time it!!! ::fires off more rounds as the Pfhor start comming up on them:: god dammit!! +com+ MArine forces inside the citadel, set up defensive lines behind cover in the chambers... NO heavy weapons except at the opening!!! [19:24] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::finally hears the voices clearly....although there are thousands upon thousands of them...reading his every thought:: [19:24] <[LCEN_Oswald]> ::tries reaching out with the Force to feel where the voice is coming from:: [19:24] =.\ction= Coronado races after the Transport ships at full impulse... [19:24] =.\ction= There is a brief rumbling in the ground behind Prescot and his teams retreat back to the citadel entrance. [19:24] <[Savant]> ::Savant gets up slowly, mechanical eyes adjusting quickly to the dark. She announces to the voice:: Hello. I believe we've been talking. [19:24] Renegade is trouble, sir. She can't take another hit. [19:24] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Voice> Help... with what. Why... are you here? [19:24] ::lets the ship slip slightly to port, continuing to dog the transport ships:: [19:25] <> [19:25] *** Quits: LCen_Farley (CCC@113ade0c.15e08640.prexar.com) (Leaving: ) [19:25] =.\ction= Vanquish closes with one of the last two destroyers, trying to get close enough for a FM torpedo attack. [19:25] <[MJCC_Prescot]> +com+ All Marines watch the ground!!! Beware of quakes and in comming hostiles!! [19:25] <[Ryosei]> ::She stopped and knelt beside the entrance to the citadel again, spattering bolts into the oncoming Hegemony troops:: [19:25] Wayne, quantum torpedoes should do the trick on those! Fire! [19:25] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::forces himself to think about the Pfhor...about the S'pht's capture and enslavement that began 1000 years ago...and projects those images outwards:: [19:25] <[LCEN_Oswald]> ::steps back as she feels thousands of voices around her and releases the Force:: [19:25] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> They might not have had time to apply the new targeting comupters to all of their small craft... [19:26] <[Savant]> Your descendants, and the freedom and life of all within this galaxy are threatened by the Pfhor. [19:26] =.\ction= The rumbling grows louder and louder...then a pack of Hounds burst up out of the ground, wading into the middle of the marine formation! [19:26] ::quickly works the console trying to get target locks:: Yes Sir. ::finally sees the target sensors locking on:: Firing quantums [19:26] ::holds the ship steady to keep a good lock for tactical:: [19:26] ::He turned to daren:: there locking there weapon systems ::he tapped his sensor controls:: and preparing to fire [19:26] captain, we have sealed most of the habitation decks. SHields up to fifty three percent. [19:26] <[LCEN_Oswald]> ;:frowns and mutters something about the stupid force:: [19:26] ::looks to Dyson:: Get me a location on the away team...I need to know their status...they're certainly taking their time down there! [19:26] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::looks around, scanning with his built-in tricorder functions:: [19:26] <[MJCC_Prescot]> +COM+ INCOMMING!!!! ::pulls up his weapon and fires off rounds as the beasties come up out of the ground:: [19:26] <|CRS1_Drexler|> ::watches the Coronado situation monitor closely, looking for any signs of progress:: [19:26] *** Joins: CCC|BRB (CCC@113ade0c.15e08640.1409f3f8.1654620bX) [19:26] <[CRXO_Smith]> +taps+ Smith to Ironside. Smith to Coronado. [19:27] <[LCEN_Oswald]> we want help against the phfor... so they don't kill us... [19:27] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Voice> What is that... to us? [19:27] <[Ryosei]> ::Ryosei leaps up, quickly slinging her rifle... she snaps her swords out of their sheathes and dives pell-mell into the hounds boiling out from the ground:: [19:27] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::Rest of the marines jump back as much as they can pullin gup their rifles and beginging to work on the incomming Hounds:: [19:27] ::quickly saims for vertain spots on the transports and fires torpedoes:: Firing qiuantum spread ::feels the launchers firing:: [19:27] <[CRXO_Smith]> Other S'pht are being slaughtered, imprisoned. Surely THAT has meaning? [19:27] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::croaks a little under the weight of the minds:: The S'pht'Kr...we must contact them. To let them know what has happened to their ancient brethren. To show them what the Pfhor have done to their people. [19:28] +taps+ We're reading you Commander...go ahead... [19:28] *** LMFL_Shar is now known as [LMFL_Shar] [19:28] <[Savant]> We are linked to you, and you to us, at Xanadu. [19:28] ::keeps an eye ahead to avoid any damage or debris from the weapon impacts on the transports:: [19:28] <> [19:28] =.\ction= The automatic klaxon sounds as Coronado's alert status changes to red . [19:28] =.\ction= The voice in that featureless chamber grows a trifle... annoyed. [19:28] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Voice> What is that... to us? [19:28] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::gasps, voices flooding his mind:: My God... +taps+ We're... they're... we've made... contact. [19:28] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> ::watches the cruisers enter the second chamber, chewing on a thumbnail:: Is this all the firepower we have? [19:29] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::throws down his rifle as it goes empty, drawing his PPP and false matter blade, activating it and firing out with his at an oncomming PPP:: [19:29] <[Savant]> ::Savant's android froze again, overcome, as the presence of the S`pht'kr washed over her:: [19:29] ::quickly saims for vertain spots on the transports:: Firing quantum spread ::fires torpedoes:: [19:29] =.\ction= Coronado fires a torpedo spread, just missing the target. [19:29] <[LCEN_Oswald]> ::suddenly feels like she's been assimulated by the voices, briefly panicing and then calling up some sorta jedi relaxation technique and comming down:: [19:29] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::grunts again under the weight of the voices:: They are attuned to you. They feel you. And you feel them. [19:29] <[CRXO_Smith]> Dammit! You're people - pieces of yourselves - are suffering and dying, and killing others! Doesn't that mean a thing to you? [19:29] <|CRS1_Drexler|> Aside from Churchill's hull and warp core, yes. [19:29] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::begins picking off individual clusters of troops who surround the citadel, with short phaser bursts:: [19:29] ::raises his eyebrow:: Commander Dyson, are you getting any strange readings from down there? S'pht life signs? [19:29] <[COMC_Ironside]> These aren't the S'pht'Kr, Commander Smith! These are The Watchers! [19:29] ::growls a curse slapping the targetting sensors and readies the next spread:: [19:29] =.\ction= The transport comes apart under the assault, scattering debris. Meanwhile, Vanquish appears on the far side of the Pfhor destroyer, trailing warp plasma and apparently trying to cloak and failing. [19:29] CAptain, I have plotted an evac prococol in case Renegade's core goes critical. [19:30] <[Savant]> what *would* we matter to them? . . . [19:30] we can beam them here. [19:30] =.\ction= The close proximity of the Hounds means firearms become useless. The battle degenerates into a whirl of claws and false matter swords. [19:30] <[LCEN_Oswald]> You've been watching us.. you know what our relations mean to us... we don't want anyone to die... [19:30] ::watches the transports get closer to the planet:: Mr. Wayne if those ships land more troops, it'll make for an even worse day. Do not let them land... [19:30] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::nods in recognition:: Watchers... where are the S'pht'kr? [19:30] ::pulls hard back on the helm, simultaneously rolling the ship to starboard to avoid the larger chunks of debris:: [19:30] ::He chuckled:: thats an understatement sir dont worry im on top of things [19:30] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Voice> The term you use... has no meaning. We are... what we are. What we were... is as nothing. Why... are you here? [19:30] ::feels the launchers reloading and prepares to fire the next spread:: Torpedoes off ::fires torpedoes:: (m) don't miss [19:30] =.\ction= Coronado fires a torpedo spread, missing to the port as the target evades. [19:30] <|CRS1_Drexler|> ::hears something in the cluttered Starfleet channels:: Admiral, the Lh'owon team has made contact with something. [19:30] <[Ryosei]> ::Ryosei crows an exulting battle-cry, finally into something she can understand again, meeting the hounds, fighting with everything she can:: [19:30] Relaying target data to tactical now [19:31] <[LMFL_Shar]> +com+ Shar to Coronado, I'm not much use in the air anymore, any incoming ships I can help with? I need an answer or i'm setting down and getting my hand dirty! [19:31] ::looks to Tlaloco:: How bad are they? Alert engineering to begin beaming repair teams to Renegade...we're not loosing another ship! [19:31] <[LCEN_Oswald]> to make the dying stop, on both sides... to get home... [19:31] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> ::rushes over to Drexler:: Put me in contact with them! Hurry! [19:31] ::rolls to oppose the evasion, working to stay with them:: [19:31] sir, patchwork at best. I think non- essentials have gone to the escape pods. [19:31] <|CRS1_Drexler|> ::quickly taps through to force the channel open:: You're up. [19:31] <[LCEN_Oswald]> because I really like living and don't want to die.... [19:31] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::looks around in confusion:: What DOES matter to you, if your own people don't? [19:31] <[Savant]> ::Savant roils in anger, though her expression didn't show it:: There are millions *dying* and *suffering* out there. Why do you only *watch*? [19:31] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::slices forward with a vicous strike out at a hound leaping at him, the beast getting cleaved in two:: pull the wounded back farther!! get more men up here to quell this situation!! [19:31] M> ::twiddles her thumbs, after setting the padd down:: [19:32] =.\ction= Meanwhile, the battle on the edges of the Longshot system continues as the bulk of the Pfhor fleet attempts to enter the south radiation field. Vanguard and Thunderchild, along with the Monique DuLac, appear to be leading the defense there. [19:32] <[COMC_Ironside]> Commander, did you not hear me? These are not the S'pht'Kr! These are the Watchers! [19:32] <[Ryosei]> ::Ryosei points Prescot back to the entrance:: I wil hold them back for you to take the wounded men back, Prescot -san! [19:32] +taps+ Coronado to Shar, you should be tracking two transports closing in on the planet....stop them...at all costs! [19:32] I will beam them over sir, but I don't know how much they'd be able to do with a month in space dock, let alone under these conditions. [19:32] ::pulls out of the bank bringing the fore to bear on the target:: [19:32] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::grimaces:: It's so hard to keep track... the voices... Colonel... ::looks up:: ...the voices! [19:32] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> +com+ Coronado, from Flag! Report! [19:33] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::nods at Ryosei:: hold until my men are through! then fall back ::swings again, cutting the leg off of another hound who comes too close:: [19:33] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:33] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::grins to himself at the news:: +taps+ On it Cap'n. ::alters course and moves in on the two transports locking phasers and micro torps on the closest one:: [19:33] May I also remind the captain that we still have one more petri dish of S'buuth's virus. [19:33] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::grimaces as well and shakes his head a little:: We seek to make our thoughts reality. As you do. [19:33] <[Ryosei]> ::She weaved back and swung up with her sword, slashing into a hounds' jaw mandibles:: Come on, you dogs! You can fight better than this! i not even working yet! [19:33] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Voice> Your request... it is meaningless. We are... what we are. [19:33] ::stands firm as the comm from Xanadu comes through:: +com+ Admiral, we're getting reports from the away team, scattered reports that they are in communication with....someone or somethingm Sir [19:33] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::looks around, his head spinning:: [19:34] ::feels the next spread reloading:: (m) the heck with sensors ::fires multiple torpedoes:: [19:34] =.\ction= Multiple torpedoes streak out of the launchers, missing to the right and above. [19:34] <[CRXO_Smith]> Can we become what you are? [19:34] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::nears the transports and let's loose with a barage of microtorps and phasers at the first one before adjusting course and locking onto the second one:: [19:34] <[Savant]> ::Savant spat back:: Cowards. [19:35] <[Ryosei]> ::Ryosei was almost immediately overcome by a swarm of hounds, barely able to keep them at bay:: [19:35] <|CRS1_Drexler|> ::interjects:: +com+ Captain, do you have an audio link with the away team? [19:35] =.\ction= A torpedo from Coronado flies right over the cockpit of Shar's Fighter, heading for the second transport vessel... [19:35] M> ::stands up and preps sickbay for any injuries:: well might as well get this done [19:35] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Voice> ::amused:: You are... as we. We are... as you. [19:35] <[LCEN_Oswald]> ::annoyed:: you make no sense [19:35] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::grins as the first transport stops dead in space as he let's loose on the second one as one of Coro's torps just misses him:: [19:35] ::shakes her head in annoyance, pulling to port in anticipation of a break:: [19:35] <[CRXO_Smith]> You - you know what's happening out there. I know you do. ::swallows hard:: You can't be so callous towards the loss of life that is surrounding you that you can't act. If you are as we, then you must understand what we seek. [19:36] <[Savant]> Sirs, we're still on Lho'won. Coronado's not far off, I just got a ping. [19:36] <[LMFL_Shar]> +com+ With all do respect Coronado watch your fire!! [19:36] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::pushes up against hounds, trying to get Ryosei back from the mass of the enemy, getting right into the slashing and the killing:: [19:36] ::Isamu recalibrates the sensors to compensate the computers targeting telemetry:: [19:36] *** CCC|BRB is now known as LCen_Farley [19:36] ::looks to Wayne:: Take out that transport. ::returns to the comm:: +Com+ Yes we are able to recive audio from the surface Commander... [19:36] =.\ction= Slowly, the marines continue to fall back towards the entrance of the catacombs beneath the citadel. Hunters and Birdies begin pouring in through the streets towards the entrance. [19:36] Captain, I have dispatched gold shift to the Renegade. Looks like their computer systems are down. [19:36] <|CRS1_Drexler|> +com+ Understood. ::reaches over to the console:: Admiral, I'm going to tap into the away team audio. [19:36] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::veers off from the second transport and goes on a strafing run back to the first one:: [19:36] <[Ryosei]> ::Ryosei's right in the thick of things.. fortunate, really, as if all the hounds weren't there she'd be cut apart by the long range weapons of the hunters. She's enjoying herself, crazily enough:: [19:36] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v LCen_Farley [19:37] ::brings the Coronado back up behind the transport, holding her steady:: [19:37] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> ::nods at Drexler, frowning:: Keep an ear out. ::hurries back to the second holographic table, near Ma'Aru:: How's it going out there, Commander? [19:37] <[MJCC_Prescot]> +com+ find good cover!!! we will try to bottleneck them at the enerance of the citadel!!! pull back inside and dig in hard [19:37] (m) Take out the transport he says ::kicks his console panel and watches as the reloads are completed:: Fire in the hole ::fires multiple torpedoes:: [19:37] =.\ction= Multiple torpedoes streak out of the launchers, sizzling across space! [19:37] <[Ryosei]> ::Ryosei starts stepping backwards, fighting every step of the way:: [19:37] =.\ction= Unbeknownst to those on Lh'owon, a trio of Hounds, followed by a trio of Hunters, reach the underground crystalline chamber. [19:38] E> +taps+ Bridge you have shields up and running at the best there going to be. [19:38] ::able to hear the thoughts of all on deck:: [19:38] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:38] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> ::glances over her shoulder:: Vangaurd and her group are holding their own, for the time. The battleship is still coming, internal weapons are having an effect, but it probably won't be enough. [19:38] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::alters course in time to watch Coronado's torp tubes empty themselves:: What a sight.... +com+ Shar to Coronado, request permission to dock and re-load torpedoes. [19:38] M> ::looks up at the red alert signal:: oh good grief [19:38] ::plus another voice in his head:: what? why won't you leave me alone!! [19:38] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> ::grimaces:: Any sign we're hurting it? [19:38] =.\ction= The second transport vessel succombs to its wounds and explodes. The first transport is still on course for the surface... [19:39] <|CRS1_Drexler|> <> [19:39] ::throws the helm hard over to try to intercept the remaining transport:: [19:39] <[Savant]> ::Savant exhaled:: Watchers, pity us! We're fighting for our lives. Give us the relief we ask for! You've watched, now act! [19:39] *** Joins: McC (mcc@1c2d962f.1959841d.cpe.charter-ne.com) [19:39] +Com+ Commander Smith, report... [19:39] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::ignores the voices in his head for a moment and closes his eyes briefly, reopening them and attempting to picture a S'pht'Kr...whatever they may be, beside him in the chamber:: [19:39] +taps+ Tlaloco to engineering. Farley, can you spare any more teams for the Renegade? [19:39] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Voice> Your request... is meaningless. [19:39] Yes!!!! ::chuckles having discovered Marcy's secret:: Captain, one transport down [19:39] <[Savant]> then what has meaning to you? [19:40] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> ::nods:: Quite a few, but nothing severe. We would need quite a bit more time to seriously cripple it. [19:40] ::gets an alarm on her console as she tries to push the mildly-damaged thruster a bit too much, is forced to cut the angle of attack:: [19:40] <[LCEN_Oswald]> can you lead us to the S'pht'Kr? [19:40] ::hols onto something:: Ensign ::looks to the helm:: Take us atmospheric if you have to, get that transport! [19:40] <[Savant]> ::Savant starts sensing nearby vibrations:: [19:40] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::keeps up the strafe runs on the 1st Transport while waiting for permission to dock and re-load:: [19:40] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::drops to his knees holding his head:: Where are those who are doers and not Watchers? [19:40] =.\ction= There is a slight flickering, then three Hunters and three Hounds appear in the featureless chamber. The Hounds immediately collapse, howling and writhing. The Hunters look a bit stunned for the moment. [19:40] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::slashes as the enemy hounds begin to advance on the marines, growling as he turns for just a second to see his men pouring into the nearby citadel enterance:: [19:40] E> +taps+ SPARE TEAMS!?! I only have a skelton crew as it is. [19:40] ::looks at Daren in a pure moment of shock, then recovers and nods:: A-aye sir. [19:40] <[LCEN_Oswald]> :;frowns at the Hounds:: what's wrong with them? [19:40] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::spins and ignites his false matter sabre, immediately swinging it through the nearest hunter:: [19:40] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::calls out:: Ryosei!! pull back!!! [19:41] <[Savant]> ::Savant turns to face the new "guests", and does nothing:: [19:41] <[CRXO_Smith]> Colonel! No! [19:41] E> Farley, can you monitor what's happening on the Renegade? They're gonna blow if we don't do something. [19:41] ::prays that this won't turn out like the holodeck program did as she pushes the Coronado towards the upper atmospheric envelope:: [19:41] <[CRXO_Smith]> +taps+ Captain, voices - the Watchers are here. [19:41] E>+taps+ can you spare a few ribs in that skeleton. [19:41] <[Ryosei]> ::She shouts back singsong, barely parrying a long claw:: Ah- am tryyyyying, Prescot saaan! [19:41] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::calls out as he continues the dance with the sword, moving towards the next Hunter:: We wish to unmake that which has been made! [19:41] =.\ction= The sword's blade passes through the Hunter, which is expected, but nothing happens, which is not. [19:41] <[Ryosei]> ::She moved back quicker now, slashing and keeping them at bay:: [19:42] {{what?? Who are you??}} [19:42] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::Grunts and picks himself up:: Warned him... [19:42] <[LCEN_Oswald]> ::mutters something about marines;: [19:42] Y'all better hang on... this could get rough... [19:42] <[Savant]> Colonel... if you want to unmake this war, the first thing you have to do is stop fighting. [19:42] <[MJCC_Prescot]> trying doesnt get you very far... DO SO!!! ::slashes as one of those damn beasties gets too close:: [19:42] E> +taps+ I can send a few people over but that is about it. Unless you want me to fix this ship all by meyself! [19:42] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Voice> You are... unsettling. Why... are you here? [19:42] ::to Wayne:: Keep the comm channel to Smith open, I want to hear everything he's saying if he taps his commbadge or not... [19:42] ::turns to Daren:: Captain, Major Shar is requesting permission to reboard and rearm. [19:42] ::gets the expected warning of attempting too shallow an entry trajectory into the atmosphere, among several other alerts:: [19:42] ::nods:: Let the fighter in. [19:42] <[Savant]> We are here as we believed this is where we could find an end to this fighting, where we could find peace. [19:42] <[Savant]> Is that peace here? [19:42] {{please leave my mind. I need to stay focused. I have to be in control}} [19:42] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::grunts and deactivates his sword, staring at the hunter his sword passed through:: [19:42] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::seeing that there is no time he makes a decision:: +com+ Captain, Prepare to beam me back to the ship. I'm going to ram the transport with my fighter. [19:42] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> ::watches the battle for a moment:: Kari, this... reminds me of something. [19:42] <[CRXO_Smith]> We seek the Wisdom of the S'pht'kr. We seek their aid and protection. [19:43] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> ::blinks:: Sir? [19:43] <[LCEN_Oswald]> ::walks over to one of the Hounds and examines it as closely as she can:: [19:43] =.\ction= Any marines left on the surface had better retreat quickly. Hundreds of Hunters and Hounds rush up towards the entrance. [19:43] Mr. Wayne, bring quantum torpedoes to bear...::holds his hand out toward the holotank::...Fire [19:43] ! [19:43] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> ::frowns and drums his fingers on the table:: This... ::points at the tank:: We' [19:43] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:43] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> We're missing something. Something obvious. [19:43] I realize the situation is grave. What do you reccommend, Commander Farley? Do I tell the captain that we should evac the Renegade, or can you fix both ships? [19:43] ::fires multiple torpedoes:: [19:43] =.\ction= Multiple torpedoes streak out of the launchers, just missing the target. [19:43] <[Ryosei]> ::Ryosei backs up to the entrance of the citadel and further... she refuses to turn and run, but is walking quickly backwards, fighting right where the last of the marines and the first of the hounds met [19:43] ::overrides the warnings and lockouts:: [19:43] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> ::frowns, looking at what he is pointing at:: [19:44] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::falls back to the enterance of the citadel and farther in calling out for a status report as he comes in:: [19:44] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::brings his fighter around to line it up with the transport:: [19:44] =.\ction= Renegade and Vanquish together manage to destroy the first of the two Pfhor destroyers. Renegade is obviously in very poor shape, but Vanquish escaped without further damage, though she's still trailing plasma. [19:44] =.\ction= Coronado breaks into Lh'owon's atmosphere in pursuit of the transport ship...her aft section not liking this one bit. [19:44] *** Joins: Martins (fernando@370af11b.9b184f5.virtua.com.br) [19:44] <[Ryosei]> ::shouts in reply to his request for a report,:: Is a lot of demons and not a lot of us! [19:44] <[LMFL_Shar]> +com+ Coronado, a response to my request would be good before you burn up!! [19:44] <[CRXO_Smith]> Watchers, if you cannot help us, then at least let us know where there are those who can. [19:44] *** Martins is now known as OBSMartins [19:45] ::the voices appear louder in his head as he concentrates on the last transport:: (m) lets get him ::fires torpedo:: [19:45] =.\ction= Coronado fires a torpedo, hammering the target! [19:45] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::closes his eyes and tries to pick out any voices he can hear that may not be The Watchers:: [19:45] ::board wails:: Captain, we aren't going to be able to manage this trajectory for much longer.. [19:45] <|CRS1_Drexler|> <> [19:45] =.\ction= The torpedo spread homes in on the transport vessel and soon it is nothing but flaming debris falling on it's own ground forces... [19:45] skipper, I suggest we don't enter the atmosphere. [19:45] Helm, pull up! Now! [19:45] E> +taps+ Bridge I have a few engineer's in transproter room 3 ready for beaming. [19:46] <[Savant]> ::Savant places a hand on the walls and pushes:: [19:46] <[LCEN_Oswald]> ::frowns at the hound and then goes over to one of the hunters and looks him up and down:: why did you bring them here? [19:46] ::watches the transport going poof:: Captain, we got him!! [19:46] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::squeezes his eyes tightly, tears slipping from beneath his clenched lids:: [19:46] ::looks to Tlaloco:: Good Suggestion, Bad timing ::winks:: [19:46] =.\ction= Coronado starts to vibrate, her already stressed nacelle pylons overloading the structural bracing underneath... [19:46] Aye sir! ::re-aligns the thrust vectors for full rise, tossing in the ventral thrusters as well:: [19:46] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::backs off and follows Coro out of the atmosphere:: +com+ I still need to re-arm you fools! [19:46] +taps+ nice work, Farley. I'll get you a raise for this, Farley! [19:46] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::picks up a marine thats injured and pulls him back behind a bit of cover, snagging the mans rifle in the process:: Dammit Ryosei get back here now!!! theres too many of them [19:46] <|CRS1_Drexler|> ::glances over at the display:: [19:46] <[CRXO_Smith]> So - many - voices. [19:46] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::slams his fist into the side of his console:: [19:46] =.\ction= A large section of the transport vessel smashes into the entrance to the Citadel's Catacombs - the entrance tunnel collapses in upon itself, crushing Bridies and Hunters in the process. [19:46] +taps+ Engineering, report! [19:46] <[Ryosei]> ::Ryosei grunted, starting to sweat profusely, horribly uncomfortable:: stupid helmet... stupid demons.. stupid planet... why in the name of the sun goddess am I here? [19:47] E> +taps+ Teams 1 and 3 move onto the pylons and sure them up! Now!! [19:47] {{I can feel them all-}} [19:47] ::battlign the helm to pull out, gives the forward thrust everything the ship has left:: [19:47] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::feels the rumbling of the Citadel collapsing far off:: That's - trouble. [19:47] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::grunts reloading the rifle and is thrown to the ground as the citadel collapses in on itself:: [19:47] <[MJCC_Prescot]> DAMN! [19:48] =.\ction= D'rall's pushing overstresses one of the nacelles, snapping the plasma conduit within. [19:48] +com+ Major Shar, permission granted ::listens to the reports:: (m) Not sure you want to be here though. [19:48] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::narrows his eyes, detecting the scrutiny:: That's right, you sons of bitches. I can feel and hear you better than the others. ::moves to walk across to the other side of the chamber:: [19:48] {{now get the hell out of my head}} [19:48] E> +taps+ Were doing our best but the pylons are just holding on. Were trying to get the strut supports to deploy as we talk. [19:48] ::yells out loud:: Get the hell out of my head!! [19:48] <|CRS1_Drexler|> ::walks over to the admiral's side so he can see the same angle of the display:: Sir? [19:48] <[CRXO_Smith]> Got something, Colonel? [19:48] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:48] <[Ryosei]> ::Ryosei is picked bodily up off the ground, losing her rifle, and is sent flying back... she rolls well, but slams agianst a wall with a grunt:: [19:48] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> ::continues to stare into the tank, clearly not seeing what the Admiral isn't seeing either:: [19:48] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::snaps his head around, the hairs on the back of his neck tingling:: [19:48] <[LMFL_Shar]> About time... +com+ Thank you! ::brings his fighter inline with the docking port and lets the computer handle the docking procedure:: [19:48] E> ::notices an engineer get blown off the top deck as a plasma leak starts!! [19:49] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> +com+ Thunderchild, pull back, 135 mark 180! Get clear! [19:49] E> +taps+ Sickbay medical emergency in engineering. [19:49] <[MJCC_Prescot]> eyes peeled!!! they are probably trying to dig through as we speak!!! ::eyes Ryosei get thrown across the cavern and barks out for a few medics to go and attend to Ryosei:: [19:49] E> Get up there and shut that leak down! [19:49] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::walks across the chamber, then turns around and walks back towards where he began:: [19:49] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> ::blinks:: Another cloaked group? cloak [19:49] ::finally pulls out of the atmosphere, slows thrust to just enough to keep the Coronado climbing out of the gravitational pull of the planet:: [19:49] +taps+ talk to me, farley, what's going on down there? [19:49] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> ::hurriedly, to Drexler and Ma'Aru:: Something's coming through, right on top of us. Sensors! Get a lock on it! [19:49] <[Ryosei]> gnh.... aoh.... stupid,... no, leave me. [19:49] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::trots towards Ironside:: I pray to God that you have found something, Colonel. We're running out of time. [19:49] <[MJCC_Prescot]> +com+ Prescot to Col Ironside do you copy?? [19:49] <[Ryosei]> ::Stands up and rubs her back:: [19:49] <[Savant]> ::She pauses, and frowns.. and walks straight through the not-quite-marble wall:: [19:49] <[LCEN_Oswald]> ::watch Ironside for a moment and then tries to touch the Hunter in front of her:: [19:49] E> +taps+ Bridge plasma leak in engineering and the port nacelle is non functioning. [19:50] =.\ction= D'rall's helm console lights up like a Christmas Tree, she is thown back by the explosion near her... [19:50] great. we lost the port nacelle. [19:50] =.\ction= Coro recovers just outside of Lh'owown's atmosphere, badly overstressed. [19:50] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::the moment his fighter is secured he hops out of the cockpit to do a quick check of his ship and to over see the re-arming process:: Move it you dogs! We've got men down there that need my help! [19:50] <|CRS1_Drexler|> Is it the ghost ship? [19:50] ::hits the floor hard, grinding her cheek along the rough carpet:: [19:50] <[COMC_Ironside]> They're....examining me. Picking away at every little thing in my mind.... [19:50] <[COMC_Ironside]> +taps+ Major? [19:50] ::looks to D'rall:: +taps+ Deck Nine to Flying Bridge, tranfer helm controls to Deck One! [19:50] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> ::turns to one of the CinC's sensor operators, already busy at work:: [19:50] <|CRS1_Drexler|> ::quickly taps the console:: I still have ten mines I pulled back from the entrance. Shall I deploy them around us? [19:50] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::nods slowly:: You too, huh? [19:50] E> +taps+ Bridge we can't take another flight near atmosphere. [19:50] +taps+ Farley, do I pull those teams back from the Renegade? [19:50] <[LCEN_Oswald]> ::frowns internally;: me too... [19:50] ::looks to Wayne:: Get D'rall to Sickbay! [19:50] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Voice> You... are at war. [19:51] <[MJCC_Prescot]> +taps+ Sir the enterance to the corridor has collapsed upon us!!! we are totally cut off right here... maintaining alert as I doubt the hounds will sit still for that [19:51] <[LCEN_Oswald]> ::continues watching the Hunter:: with these... [19:51] M> ::looks up as she gets the feeling there were just injuries:: [19:51] Captain, we got a plasma leak. We already have casualties. [19:51] <[Ryosei]> ::she rolls her shoulders and swings her swords experimentally:: [19:51] E> +taps+ They won't do any good right now, but thanks anyways! [19:51] ::grunts in pain as she manages to get to her knees:: I'm fine. ::gets her head up, face marred by a rather nasty looking carpet burn on one side and shrapnel cuts on the other:: [19:51] <[Savant]> ((sorry, no walls, nevermind)) [19:51] =.\ction= The Flying Bridge takes over the helm just as Coronado gets herself back to the blackness of space... [19:51] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Voice> War... with them. War... with yourselves. War... with your environment. You are... content with nothing. [19:51] ::moves to assist D'rall:: (m) Come on. Let the doctor check you out [19:51] E> ::gets the report the struts and going into place and holding:: [19:51] Contain the leak, evacuate whatever sections you need to... [19:51] <[Savant]> To be content is to be stagnant, to never change. [19:51] =.\ction= Major Prescot is correct about the Hounds. A pack of them soon burst in through a catacomb corridor wall. [19:52] <[LCEN_Oswald]> are you not at war with anything? [19:52] <[LMFL_Shar]> +taps+ Shar to Bridge, request status on ground troops. [19:52] <[Ryosei]> gah! [19:52] ::shrugs:: there's nowhere to go. [19:52] <[COMC_Ironside]> +taps+ Acknowledged Major, stay sharp. [19:52] <[Ryosei]> ::she starts back, but then leaps forward into the hounds, meeting their charge head-on:: [19:52] <[CRXO_Smith]> Frankly, Watcher, I'd be quite content to end this war and settle down somewhere. [19:52] ::winces, trying to ignore the pain:: Not leaving my post in the middle of battle. ::winces as the room spins around her:: Or maybe I am... [19:52] <[Savant]> ::Savant straightens under their personal scrutiny:: [19:52] E> +taps+ Bridge the struts ar ei nplace so the pylons are reinforced, but still not at full strength. [19:52] <[MJCC_Prescot]> +taps+ Nevermind sir! we are engaging the enemy now!!! ::draws up his rifle and fires at the hole created by the hounds:: [19:52] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::turns back to the interior of the chamber:: We wish not to be at war. [19:52] M> ::walks to a biobed, getting a tricorder and equipment ready:: [19:52] <[MJCC_Prescot]> +com+ remember!! NO gernades at all!! and watch your backdrop!!! [19:52] +taps+ Farley, what about the plasma leak? [19:52] <[COMC_Ironside]> We wish the means with wish to be content with our environment. [19:52] EnsignTacticalOfficer> +taps+ Shar, there's still way too many to count...we've monitored a cave-in near the Citadel as well. [19:53] <[COMC_Ironside]> <> [19:53] ::manages a wry grimace:: Sickbay it is. [19:53] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:53] ::lets herself be led:: [19:53] <[Ryosei]> ::Ryosei hacks into the hounds ferociously, bellowing a war- cry at them:: [19:53] E> +taps+ The plasma leak is getting under control. [19:53] =.\ction= Churchill starts to maneuver, trying to get out of weapons range of one of the cruisers. [19:53] <[LMFL_Shar]> +taps+ Once I've reloaded I'm heading back down there to try and create enough of a diversion to get the pressure off of them. [19:53] *** Quits: Obs_Sfa (Lt_Sfa@18d12617.2e01205d.ipt.aol.com) (Leaving: ) [19:53] You're becoming one of my favorites, Farley. [19:54] <[Savant]> We don't want to fight any wars. We're striing for peace. But not under any terms. [19:54] <|CRS1_Drexler|> Admiral? [19:54] =.\ction= Blackrazor decloaks a few thousand kilometers from Churchill, inside the second chamber. [19:54] ::puts an arm around her helping her to the TLs:: Let'em patch you up a bit. [19:54] Parsons> ::looks to Lauren:: Ma'am...is something the matter? ::notices her getting things ready:: [19:54] I'll put in a good word for you with Commander Oswald. She values my opinion. [19:54] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::checks off the PADD he's handed to indicate that they are done and climbs back into the cockpit:: [19:54] <[Savant]> We can't enjoy peace while others aren't. It's immoral. [19:54] M> ::nods:: I just got a feeling were going to have company soon... injuries. [19:54] <|CRS1_Drexler|> Blackrazor at 077 mark 056! [19:54] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> ::exhales:: I think the good guys just got here! [19:54] ::stares at D'rall as she's taken from the bridge:: Alright, hopefully we won't have any more close one's like that. +Taps+ Engineering, structural integirty, how're we doing back there? [19:54] <[Savant]> or does morality not matter to you either? [19:55] E> +taps+ We need to power down everything that isn't needed, or we'll lose all the pressure! [19:55] ::looks to Wayne gratefully:: Thanks... but you'd better stay here... might need you - if you can aim better. ::manages a grin:: [19:55] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> ::glances over the sensor operator's shoulder:: There is something....coming out from behind of Blackrazor...a huge energy field streching at least to the first chamber entrance [19:55] =.\ction= The hologram zooms in on Blackrazor. A thread of intense light is being projected from some kind of emitter on Blackrazor's lower aft side. [19:55] E> ::preps the consol to do what is needed:: [19:55] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::instructs a few squads of his men to take up position near the hole and fire at will, telling them to watch their aim as they begin to pound on the enemy as they enter into the room:: [19:55] +tps+ how long a power down do you need, Farley? [19:55] <|CRS1_Drexler|> ::looks at the admiral with concern:: Sir, you realize that not even fresh horses are going to get us through this. Our entire fleet outside of Xanadu couldn't do enough damage to the Pfhor flagship. [19:56] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::does a final status check:: +taps+ Shar requesting launch permission! [19:56] E> +Taps+ A month would be good! [19:56] ::laughs:: let me see what I can do. [19:56] <|CRS1_Drexler|> Or... ::blinks:: Holography. But will the Pfhor fall for it? [19:56] =.\ction= Just outside of Xanadu near the Pfhor battleship, this thread is connects to a second decloaking ship... a blue and gold jewel, with translucent wings. Toran's Justice, the Loktai fleet escort vessel. [19:56] captain, can we power down for five minutes? [19:56] ::grins:: (m)Targetting sensors were slightly off ::continues to escort her:: They should be okay for a few minutes. [19:56] <|CRS1_Drexler|> New contacts outside of Xanadu, sir. [19:56] What more will this mission cost? ::watches the exterior of the Citadel on a sensor monitor and turns to Isamu:: What more from the away team? [19:56] <[LCEN_Oswald]> Can you please help us? i would sorta like to live to see 30... [19:57] <[CRXO_Smith]> War... morals... peace... we're still thinking in human terms. [19:57] <[Ryosei]> ::Ryosei waits, huffing, shifting her weight from foot to foot in preparation to get any hounds that manage to get out of the hole. Blood soaked her swords and her arms:: [19:57] =.\ction= Around 'Justice, hundreds of ships begin decloaking... ships of two or three dozen configurations... all unfamiliar. Long ships and short ships and thick-bodied ships and small fighters, and ships probably not much over Daedalus class. They surround the Pfhor battleship. There is a Camelynian destroyer among them. [19:57] <[CRXO_Smith]> We're judging these beings by our standards. [19:57] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> ::blinks:: It's Loktai. [19:57] ENtacticalOfficer> Captain, Shar is requesting launch permission... [19:57] <[Savant]> human terms, Sir? It's hardly a human invention. [19:57] <[CRXO_Smith]> We need... some sort of commonality. [19:57] captian, we could really use a five minute break. [19:57] ::nods:: Approved. [19:57] =.\ction= Brian Aldur> +com+ All ships, from Javelin Flag. Open fire! [19:57] ENtacticalOfficer> +taps+ Shar this is the bridge, you are clear to luanch [19:58] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::getting the green light to launch he launches back into space and sets course for the citadel:: [19:58] +taps+ I don't think you get your power down, Farley. [19:58] E> +taps+ ACK [19:58] ::gently touches her face, wincing in pain as she hits a piece of shrapnel still in her cheek:: I don't know what's worse, the carpet burn, the cuts, or the headache. [19:58] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:58] <[Savant]> We want contentment, Watchers. We don't want complacency. [19:58] =.\ction= The Pfhor destroyer is soon surrounded by a globe of death... some of the weapons are decidedly primitive... rockets and rail guns. Some outmatch Federation technology. They're all turned in on one target. [19:58] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::continues pounding against the enemy as they draw up against the hole, another one being created, Prescot sending out resources against it, staying in the front of the line, laying in heavy fire himself:: [19:58] <[LMFL_Shar]> +com+ Lieutenant Major Shar to Major Prescott [19:58] E> ::thinks of a way to get some power:: Think damn! Think! [19:58] <[LCEN_Oswald]> perhaps it would help if we started praying to the voices to help us... [19:59] <[MJCC_Prescot]> +com+ Prescot here... go Shar! [19:59] TL> ::chuckles as he steps onto the TL:: Sick bay! [19:59] E> Farley, how about the power units aboard the shuttlecraft? [19:59] <[Ryosei]> ::Ryosei dives towards the new opportunity, apparently eager to get back into the thick o things:: [19:59] <[LMFL_Shar]> +com+ Major I just re-loaded and am enroute, what vector do you want me to concentrate my fire on? I can probably clear a escape route if needed! [19:59] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> ::stares in amazment at the fleet for a moment, before thinking about the best way to spread the large fleet around once the battleship is crippled:: [19:59] <. I mean +taps+ [19:59] <[COMC_Ironside]> We're not getting anywhere with these things....Savant, were you able to access anything from that database system? Anything concerning the S'pht'Kr? [19:59] E> ::tells the crew to bring all power generators to max plus.:: Were taking the core off line so I can fix the problem inside it! [19:59] TL> ::standing, leaning a bit on Wayne's shoulder to keep her balance:: [20:00] *** Joins: Obs_Santiago (santiago@6a63aef.3d7ab5b6.mlode.com) [20:00] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> +com+ Javelin Flag from Churchill Flag. About damn time you guys showed up. [20:00] captain, we have to take the core off line. [20:00] <[CRXO_Smith]> Watchers, we can find contentment in even the little details of our lives. But we also seek to better our lives and those of others. That doesn't mean we're discontent. Just altruistic. Does that mean anything to you? [20:00] <[MJCC_Prescot]> +com+ there aint no escape from here... there sould be a mass of Hegemony soliders outside the enterance of the citadel that just collapsed... harras them [20:00] <[LCEN_Oswald]> ::sits down on the floor and puts her chin in her hand:: [20:00] ::looks to Tlaloco:: I'd rather not, is there some other way? [20:00] E> +taps+ We'll need all we can get, I'm taking the core off line so I can fix it! Hook all power generators of any kind to the grid. [20:00] no sir. [20:00] <[Savant]> They asked me why we were looking for them, so I told them. I pulled the entire database to show them who we are and why we're here. [20:00] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Voice> What... do you want of us. [20:00] TL> ::shakes her head:: I'm just glad that explosion happened just as we got out of the atmosphere... any sooner and... ::shudders:: [20:00] we'll be poisoned by the plasma leak in a matter of minutes. [20:01] <[Savant]> We want your help, Watchers! [20:01] E> ::gets ready to enter the core:: [20:01] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Voice> What we are... is not... what we were. [20:01] *** Quits: McC (mcc@1c2d962f.1959841d.cpe.charter-ne.com) (Connection reset by peer) [20:01] <|CRS1_Drexler|> ::picks up his jaw:: Churchill, from Flag! Safe distance and hold position! [20:01] TL> ::feels the lift slowing down and steps out with D'rall:: The doc should be able to fix all the damage. Maybe leave you a tiny scar for looks. [20:01] <[LMFL_Shar]> +com+ Yes Sir, but might I suggest a well placed torp might open up a hole big enough to allow you to escape? ::brings his targeting scanner to bear on the writing mass outside the partially collapsed Citadel:: [20:01] {{Farley, don't risk your life}} [20:01] <[LCEN_Oswald]> What are you? [20:01] <[CRXO_Smith]> What they were... what they are... Watchers, how did you come to be what you are instead of what you were? [20:01] +taps+ Tlaloco to Farley, what are you thinking of doing? [20:01] <> [20:01] *> ::grunts, a chuckle being a bit too painful right now on the face:: My parents would kill me. [20:02] ::shakes his head:: I'm ordering you you find a way gentlemen. Permission to take the core offline is denied. [20:02] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Javelin> +com+ Sorry about that, Churchill... took a bit of time to gather the Saevoy resistance. Fortunately, it turns out that the Pfhor have a lot of enemies. Unfortunately, some of 'em are damn slow. We're coming in. [20:02] E> +taps+ Is the power hook ups set on your side Tlaloco? [20:02] <[Ryosei]> we are surrounded? [20:02] <[COMC_Ironside]> We want K'lia to return. [20:02] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::launches multiple torpedoes at the masses of Hounds and Hunters not even bother to target them, being so many:: [20:02] +taps+ Farley- don't. ::sighs:: theyre set. I order you not to- [20:02] ::he turns to Daren:: theres a Rift opening bearing 256 mark 10 [20:02] E> +taps+ I'm taking the core off line in 30 secs.! [20:02] <|CRS1_Drexler|> +com+ Coronado, from Flag. Situation at Xanadu is improving, but not secure. We still need your end to go well. [20:02] <[MJCC_Prescot]> +com+ or allow unfettered acces by hegemony soliders... harras the enemy as I ordered ::fires at an opening as they come in:: [20:03] <[LCEN_Oswald]> ::continues to watch the Hunter;: we want them to stop killing us... [20:03] ::to Daren:: thirty seconds to shutdown, captain. [20:03] I'll need more then that. Full scan...put it on the Holotank... [20:03] M> ::chuckles:: They should be happy that you are in one piece, D'rall ::escorts her into Sick Bay:: [20:03] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> ::points:: Commander Ma'Aru, pick a couple of dozen ships out of that mess and ask them to get in here. +com+ Javelin, we're going to steal part of your escort! [20:03] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:03] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::frowns:: We're....touching the history of thousands of cultures across thousands of years.... [20:03] <[CRXO_Smith]> I - I understand your frustration. But we need your help because - because we are incapable of stopping this Evil ourselves. [20:03] ::looks to Tlaloco:: Shut down of what Commander? [20:03] +taps+ Tlaloco to medbay. Stand down. [20:03] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::rolls his eyes:: +com+ Doing as ordered Major! You should be hearing my efforts about now. [20:03] ::he nods and he begins his tachyon scans of the rift:: [20:03] Core shutdown, sir. [20:03] *** Joins: McC (mcc@12daef3.f021f9f.cpe.charter-ne.com) [20:03] <[CRXO_Smith]> And in helping us, you help yourselves. [20:03] <|CRS1_Drexler|> ::looks at the admiral:: Going to Lh'owon? [20:03] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> ::nods, already having a general idea of which to chose:: Yes, sir, just one moment... [20:03] =.\ction= The Pfhor cruisers in the second chamber reach the docking platform and begin launching transports down toward the city. Marines and Alexandria's weapons return fire. [20:03] <[Savant]> overwhelming, isnt' it Sir? [20:04] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> ::shakes head:: I'm staying right here, Commander. [20:04] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::nods, forcing his mind to focus on the task at hand:: [20:04] <|CRS1_Drexler|> Then...what? [20:04] =.\ction= The image of the large rift appears on the Holotank... [20:04] <[Savant]> I was connected once before... I'd like to be again, to be honest. [20:04] M> ::looks up:: I knew it...someone is hurt ::runs over with a tricorder, smiling:: [20:04] <[COMC_Ironside]> We want other cultures to have the opportunity to develop their own histories. Not have their histories dictated to them by the Pfhor. [20:04] M> Just hope the same for them. ::accepts the help of a medtech walking in on her other side as she looks at Wayne gratefully:: You've done your part, I thank you... best get back up there and finish the fight. Take out a few for me. ::painful smirk: [20:04] E> ::checks the power setups:: Here goes nothing! ::finishes putting on his suit and shuts her down:: [20:04] <[Savant]> Watchers! do you forget what it's like to be corporeal? [20:05] E>{{be careful}} [20:05] =.\ction= An enormous rift opens in the Lh'owon system. The nose of a second Pfhor battleship begins peeping through it. [20:05] M> ::turns to Doc Dyson:: Hurt is putting it mildly. These carpets aren't as soft as you think. [20:05] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> <> [20:05] M> ::escorts D'rall to a biobed and runs a dermal regenerator over the burns:: im sure.. [20:05] E> ::climbs in and starts the repairs:: [20:05] M> Just get back on your feet D'rall ::nods to her and turns to head back:: [20:05] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::phaser strafes the enemy troops and lines up for another torp run:: [20:05] <|CRS1_Drexler|> ::wails:: Aavisal! Pfhor battleship in Lh'owon! [20:05] ::looks to Tlaloco sternly:: I am not approving a core shut down. Unless you have prrof we're going to explode in the next five seconds, that core stays online....find a way around it...or patch us until we can get back. I'm not going to be present in hostile territory without a usable warp core! [20:05] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> ::selects 23 ships andsends the appropriate orders before moving back to the main holotank:: Your ships are ready, admiral. [20:05] ::he turned to Daren:: we have incoming ... [20:05] *** Joins: Dolin|studying (trilluser@3bc48775.2af52808.asm.bellsouth.net) [20:05] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Dolin|studying [20:06] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> ::shakes head:: Your ships, Commander. Get them in here and target those cruisers! [20:06] M> Youre not allergic to any medines are you? [20:06] We're patched, sir. THe core is shutting down. [20:06] ::looks to the holotank:: What the devil is that? [20:06] <[LCEN_Oswald]> ::briefly remembers the children she has in the alternate universe and then pushes that thought away:: [20:06] M> None that I know of. [20:06] =.\ction= The rag-tag fleet of resistance ships spreads out a bit... for every ship the Pfhor battleship takes out, two seem to maneuver into its place. They slowly force the battleship away from Xanadu and toward the radiation field. [20:06] M> ::winces as talking stretches the cuts on the other side of her face:: [20:06] *> ::heads for the TLs as the voices seem to be less louder than normal:: [20:06] Commander Isamu, full scan of that vessel. I want to know what it eats for breakfast! [20:06] in its present condition the core is not usable. [20:06] M> ::nods and picks up a hypospray and presses it to d'ralls neck:: [20:06] Hopefully. not us. [20:06] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::feels the pounding of the minds:: I - another time.... [20:07] =.\ction= Renegade and Vanquish swing around, maneuvering near Coronado. [20:07] <[Ryosei]> ::Ryosei paused to braethe, the fighting lulling for a moment... she breathed heavily:: Prescot-san. . . we cannot hold this place and live. [20:07] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> ::ponders that for a moment:: Ahh..yes, sir. [20:07] E> ::the sweat starts running under the pretective clothing:: [20:07] Looks like a Pfhor battlecruiser ...shes too big to be anything less the Resistince ships are moving to engage [20:07] Farley has jsut shut down the core, captain. [20:07] He's in there. [20:07] <[LCEN_Oswald]> Please, help us.... we want to become content with everything.... but to do that we have to be allowed to live and grow... [20:07] M> ::feels the headache and dizziness ease up into just mild tension:: [20:07] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::launches more torpedoes and another volley of phaser bursts killing countless enemy troops:: [20:07] On who's autority?! [20:07] <[Savant]> Watchers... take this body, then. If you've forgotten, find out for yourself what living and dying is like. [20:07] M> How is it now?? ::takes the tool over the burns as they disappear slowly:: [20:08] It is my responsibility, sir. [20:08] E> ::starts feeling a little dizzy:: Must keep going, no matter what. [20:08] TL> ::steps aboard:: Bridge! [20:08] M> Much better... [20:08] <> [20:08] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> ::moves over to the other holotank and begins positioning the ships, keeping a weary eye on the new battleship at the same toime:: [20:08] M> good.. [20:08] <[CRXO_Smith]> Colonel... Commander... Savant... [20:08] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:08] E> Almost done! ::saying to himself:: [20:08] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::blinks....frowns:: The S'pht misinterpreted their history. [20:09] twenty seconds to re-ignition. [20:09] <[COMC_Ironside]> The S'pht'Kr....are The Watchers.... [20:09] <[Savant]> tehy've forgotten what being alive is like. [20:09] M> Perhaps you should remain here for a few minutes at least... make sure youre alright before i let you go [20:09] M> ::sighs in relief, the nasty carpet burn gone and her head feeling much better:: [20:09] He's inside? Commander Tlaloco, if this crew doesn't start oberying my orders and waiting for my permission to do things there will be a grand restructuring of the Command staff, do you understand? ::becomes aggitated:: Deal with it! ::turns back to the holotank:: [20:09] <[LCEN_Oswald]> ::looks at Smith:: yes? [20:09] <[Savant]> well, yes, Sir, i thought that was obvious. [20:09] <[COMC_Ironside]> Or....one of the species that make up the Watchers. [20:09] ten... [20:09] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::reloads his weapon:: we have no were else to go... ::grunts:: pull back!!! find a second line to defend!!! covering fire!! [20:09] +Taps+ farley, get the hell out of there! [20:09] =.\ction= A second Pfhor battleship emerges into Lh'owon space, and its escort begin to swing in around it. The whole mess turns toward the only three capital ships in that system: Coronado, Renegade, and Vanquish. [20:09] five, four, three [20:09] <[Ryosei]> I will hold them here as long as I can. Go and find a good place to die. [20:09] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::makes another attack run:: [20:10] <[CRXO_Smith]> Making a disembodied spirit understand the needs of the corporeal... [20:10] +taps+ Wayne to the bridge! [20:10] NO!!! Core back on line. [20:10] =.\ction= Meanwhile, the first Pfhor battleship is having a very bad day. It is slowly and inexorably being pushed into the radiation field. The resistance ships don't seem to care how many of them have to be destroyed to do this. [20:10] ::steps onto the bridge and approaches Tlaloco:: Right behind you, Captain [20:10] <|CRS1_Drexler|> Two! [20:10] <[Savant]> hnh. Yes, Sir, it's a hell of a problem. I know. [20:10] M> So what's the prognosis? Can I get back to duty? [20:10] We got another bogey escorting the primary cruiser shes a battleship design [20:10] +taps+ Medbay. THis is tlaloco. Emergency beam out. Get Farley to medbay! [20:10] E> ::getting sleepy:: There the coer is all fixed..... [20:10] <|CRS1_Drexler|> Admiral, Lh'owon is compromised. [20:10] <[CRXO_Smith]> What we want is - it's - damn, where's Ben Sisko when you need him? [20:10] Captain, the warp core is back on line. [20:10] <[Ryosei]> ::Ryosei exhales and swings her swords again, sliding into the shadow of a wall to wait the next attack:: [20:10] We've got company Mr. Wayne...show them they picked the wrong party... [20:10] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> ::calls out orders for an attack pattern on an isolated carrier, the unfamiliar ships following behind those she knew the capabilities of:: [20:10] Damn that Farley. I ordereed him not to go in there. [20:11] M> You appear alright.. but if you have any more dizziness come back here...alright? [20:11] *** Joins: ObsMarcy (njmarcy@2e60f4af.3155232f.cox-internet.com) [20:11] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v ObsMarcy [20:11] He did it, captain. [20:11] <[LMFL_Shar]> +com+ Shar to Prescott, Major you still hanging on? There seems to be no end oof these bastards.... [20:11] <[COMC_Ironside]> ...we just want the S'pht'Kr to know what has happened to their history. What has happened to what they once were. [20:11] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Tell Coronado their time is up! [20:11] <[Savant]> They don't understand desires or emotions. Watchers? You've forgotten, haven't you? [20:11] +taps+ Medbay. I need to know the status of Farley. [20:11] ::nods as he resumes the Tac seat:: Fire in the hole ::fires torpedoes:: [20:11] =.\ction= Coronado fires a torpedo spread, slicing into a weapons port, setting off a secondary explosion. [20:11] E> ::the engineering crew puts the coer back together after noticing Farley is gone and starts it back up! [20:11] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> +com+ Javelin, the Lh'owon team is about to have a very bad day! [20:12] +taps+ Dr. Dyson, are you there? [20:12] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::nods:: alright! hold there!!! ::pulls back farther as the enemy begin to pour in:: +com+ not very well!!!! ::keeping up the pressure against the enemy as they begin to pour into the citadel now:: [20:12] M> ::nods:: Gotcha. ::heads out of sickbay and enters the TL down the hall:: [20:12] M> :starts moaning and graoning:: [20:12] M> +taps+ aye... what can i do for you? [20:12] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::nods and tries again:: Watchers, what you were is no more. It is forgotten. What you are is not known. And what a part of you has become is terrible and perverse. [20:12] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Voice> What you say... is meaningless. [20:12] What's Farley's status? [20:12] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> ::watches the ships make their attack runs and swing around for a second pass:: [20:12] M> Farley is here?? ::hasnt noticed:: [20:12] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::snorts:: Meaningless. What you were defines what you are. [20:12] =.\ction= One of the Pfhor cruisers in the second chamber explodes, scattering debris along the zero-G axis. [20:12] <|CRS1_Drexler|> +com+ Coronado, from Flag. Time is up. [20:12] He was in the warp core on re-ignite. [20:13] <> [20:13] ::stares:: Damn that thing...::speaks over the open comm frequency:: Away Team, this is Coronado, you had better get your act together or Coronado will be joining you on the surface in pieces! [20:13] TL> ::pauses:: Bridge. ::frowns in thought:: [20:13] please fix him. [20:13] <[LMFL_Shar]> +com+ Wish I was down there with you Major, fighting them hand to hand. ::fire another torp volley:: [20:13] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::nods:: What are defines what you are to become. [20:13] LT_Curtis> E> +taps+ Bridge warp core is back on line and at full power! [20:13] M> He hasnt been brought in sir.. [20:13] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:13] I had him beamed directly to medbay, Dr. [20:13] ::looks to Isamu:: Anyway we can attempt to collapse that rift before the ship is through? [20:13] << +Taps+ >> [20:13] <[CRXO_Smith]> Colonel, we're out of time... [20:13] ::He checks his sensors:: Secondary target Disabled Hull integretiy 45 percent [20:13] <[LCEN_Oswald]> You know our thoughts.... think.... you must see our possibilities... you must help... [20:13] M> ::turns to find him:: oh crap.. +taps+ yes hes here.. + ::runs over and scans him:: [20:13] Get with the program!No! Get out of my mind. [20:14] <|CRS1_Drexler|> Admiral, do we recall Coronado? The situation here seems stable. [20:14] TL> ::steps out of the turbolift, deep in thought:: [20:14] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::pulls back farther as his men have taken up a second defensive line:: God dammit!! ::reloads again and frowns, looking out at the enemy as they approach in waves:: [20:14] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::looks at Smith, then at Oswald:: Find Coronado. [20:14] =.\ction= It's much too late for the Captain's idea. The battleship completes its transit and begins advancing toward the three badly- damaged Starfleet ships and Lh'owon behind them. [20:14] <[Savant]> we have to have the Watcher remember. Colonel, you've got the closest link with them [20:14] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> ::grins slightly as a major explosion pushes the Pfhor cruiser out of its original orientation, a few of the more agile craft are already coming in for a killing shot:: [20:14] ::ignores the communication from Engineering with a grunt:: [20:14] ::nods with some satisfaction:: (m) Getting better at this ::fires torpedoes:: [20:14] =.\ction= Coronado fires a torpedo spread, taking a bite out of the target's starboard side! [20:14] Captain. We- I all's well. The core is back on line. [20:14] LT_Curtis> E> +taps+ Also would like the captain to know that if Falrley hadn't risked his life in there we wouldn't be here right now. ::sends the diagontics of the problem, showing the in about 10 mins the caore would nave gone critical:: [20:14] *** ObsMarcy is now known as LCTC_Marcy [20:14] <[Ryosei]> ::Ryosei waits until the hunters start passing close by towards the marines, then leaps into their midst, slashing and hacking:: [20:14] <|CRS1_Drexler|> Or advise Coronado to leave and let the away team finish their job. [20:14] ::steps onto the bridge, eyes instantly drawn for the damage done near the helm station:: [20:14] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> ::turns to Drexler:: We either send Coro more help, or we try to cover their escape. [20:14] <[Ryosei]> HIIIAAA! [20:15] <|CRS1_Drexler|> ::nods:: Either way we need to send in Javelin fleet. [20:15] ::looks to Tlaloco giving him a look that states all may have turned out well, but all is not well:: [20:15] +taps+ Well done, Curtis. I'll advise the captain. [20:15] ::steps out of the turbolift, giving Colonel Wayne a tap on the shoulder.:: [20:15] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> What is their con-- ::turns to look at Coro's damage report status and pales:: Coronado and Vanquish aren't going anywhere with engine damage that bad. [20:15] <[COMC_Ironside]> ::sighs:: Do you remember Yrro? Do you remember that he made you? That he created that which you transformed from? We'll we're of him. Yrro was a Jjaro, and the Jjaro were of our kind! [20:15] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::over and over and over again, he dumps his deadly barrage on the mass of enemies and they just keep coming:: [20:15] M> ::shakes alittle:: [20:15] +taps+ Doctor, Please ignore my last comment and kindly please tell me what Farley's condition is? [20:15] +taps+ Bridge to Sickbay, whats the prognosis on my best pilot? [20:15] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> +taps+ Coronado, from Flag! ::turns to Drexler:: Get Vanquish's real condition, hurry. [20:15] <[COMC_Ironside]> You owe us, if not your ancient brethren! [20:15] M> ::cant figure out whats wrong with him:: +taps+ sickbay to bridge...what exctly happened up there? [20:15] <|RAGC_LoraKor|> Commander Ma'Aru, we need the second chamber cleared, fast! [20:15] ::stands up letting Marcy take over:: (w) Sensors seem a bit off [20:16] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::looks at Ironside intently:: [20:16] <[Savant]> ::Savant smirks a bit at Ironsides' choice of words, but nods in agreement:: [20:16] <|CRS1_Drexler|> Checking... checking... [20:16] ::walks past the Captain to the helm station, ignoring the chill going down her spine:: [20:16] <|CRS1_Drexler|> ::looks over the tens of displays in front of him:: [20:16] <|LCS2_Ma`Aru|> ::waits for the small group of ships to assemble again at a gathering point:: Aye sir, working on it. [20:16] <> [20:16] He was caught in the warp core when itwas re-ignited. Check for plasma burns, radiation... [20:16] +taps+ Deck One, come about to heading 084 mark 121...::looks to D'rall:: That's the second time today that's happened. Take your station Ensign [20:16] ::checks the sensors:: Whoa.. your right.. [20:16] =.\ction= Alexandria's weapons destroy all but one of the descending transports, raining debris on the city and fields surrounding it. The Marines in town surround the single successfully landed transport. [20:16] <[Ryosei]> ::She screeched a war-cry and hacked into the unsuspecting hunters, entirely heedless of their weapons... just trying to buy the Marines enough time to retreat:: [20:16] M> +taps+ thank you ::scans him and notes plasma burns:: +taps+ hes stable for now bridge.. ::gets farley onto a biobed:: [20:16]