[18:57] For those who like to prepare you may want to load up the following images into your browser: [18:58] http://www.jestertrek.com/temp/churchill-downs.jpg [18:58] http://www.jestertrek.com/temp/everon.gif [18:58] think of it as an actor/director's commentary for the Coro Special Edition DVDs ;) [18:58] "God, this sim sucks!" [18:58] "Shut up, this is going to be on the DVD, asswipe!" [18:58] lol [18:59] *** Shadow-FjP is now known as MJCC_Prescot [18:59] that's the commentary from Pegasus, Brad ;) [18:59] rofl. [18:59] * CRS1_Drexler imagines most of the DVDs shipped would be somehow broken. [18:59] No that's got to be an an old WEC commentary. :) [19:00] ah yes I forgot about the Columbia River here in M64. [19:00] lol - yeah [19:00] Did Dennis ever officially mention where on Reor'sa his folks live? [19:00] erm [19:00] yeah in the aftersim of last week [19:00] north of Churchill Downs, I think [19:00] the one right after the sim [19:01] *** Paqui is now known as xxXX_Tlaloco [19:01] *** Joins: Santa_Elf (Me_Lonna@a7e4540.2f9b2a4a.chcgil.ameritech.net) [19:01] *** Fras|FamilySchtuff is now known as COMC_Ironside [19:01] *** Joins: OBS|BrexLarsen (ArmadaPhan@229ed2b4.1872b73.ipt.aol.com) [19:02] Rev, just go with Tlaloco or Olme_Tlaloco; that xxXX stuff is too confusing ;) [19:02] *** Santa_Elf is now known as OBS|Santa_Elf [19:02] *** Aggie is now known as CRXO_Smith [19:02] ok. [19:02] monorail!!! [19:02] *** Masters is now known as CLSL_Wayne [19:02] *** xxXX_Tlaloco is now known as Tlaloco [19:02] Ready when you are, Captain. :) [19:02] aka Hunter Express. [19:02] ...where's Ross? [19:02] Late. [19:02] He'll join us midway. [19:02] wont be here for 40 mins [19:03] Family. :P [19:03] Personal business; he'll be a little late [19:03] Tell him to wrap the presents after the sim! [19:03] lol [19:03] I'll take my gift in twenties. [19:03] ;) [19:04] * CRS1_Drexler glances at Chris. [19:04] * CRXO_Smith hands Brad six boxes of twenty cow pies each. ;) [19:04] Merry Christmas. ;) [19:04] LOL [19:04] * LCTC_Marcy pinches his nose. [19:04] * LTdr_Dyson throws water balloons at everyone [19:04] Good ol' fashioned Texas Christmas. [19:04] ::laughs:: [19:05] *** McC is now known as CRDR_Reed [19:05] Hell yeah! [19:05] :) [19:05] *** Kari is now known as LCS2_Ma`Aru [19:05] *** Daren is now known as CPCO_Daren [19:05] LCARS, let's fire up this juggernaught! [19:05] *** 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!' [19:05] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] ::Attn:: [19:05] ::Attn:: [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] * CRXO_Smith pops sharply to attention. [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] ::attn:: [19:06] <> [19:06] Alright people, some of you may know that Jester is going to be a bit late tonight. So is Fras. [19:06] ::waves to Fras:: [19:06] ::cough cough:: [19:06] ::blinks:: [19:07] So I've got enough info to get us started up and going...Jester didn't mention the sim brief before going AFK though...so soon we'll find out if there is one. Anyone have any questions before the bried not related to the sim tonight? [19:07] Or he'll be right on time... ::grins:: [19:08] Ok so here's the briefing...we hope :) [19:08] =Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... [19:08] Stardate 240212.23: "Prayers Ardent Open Heaven", Part 2, by Jester. [19:08] SUMMARY: The weapon that the Pfhor never use. [19:08] Coronado and a small group of Defender ships and small craft passed through the Jjaro Catapult to Lh'owon, believed to be the original homeworld of the S'pht. There, Coronado's crew both succeeded... and failed. The good news: the S'pht have apparently been freed. [19:08] The bad news: their freedom apparently came at the cost of the destruction of an entire race: the "birdies," now known to be the leading race in the Pfhor Hegemony. Without the Pfhor hierarchy in place, chaos is likely to be the only thing to reign in the Hegemony's former territories. [19:08] One of those territories, Reor'sa, has already felt the effects: the occupying force of Hunters and Hounds, cut off from the rest of the Hegemony, have apparently gone beserk, rampaging and destroying over the surface of the planet. The Defenders are caught badly out of position to help... [19:08] Briefing complete. [19:08] ack! it worked! [19:08] * CRXO_Smith acknowledges with a crisp salute. [19:08] ack [19:08] ack [19:09] ack [19:09] ack [19:09] ack [19:09] ack! Part two we are! :) [19:09] ack ack ack!! [19:09] ack [19:09] ack [19:09] ack [19:09] *** Joins: ObsKahlia (~Kahlia@1df4f87e.1377149a.clear.net.nz) [19:09] Questions? Comments? Concerns? TOnight's sim involved the getting to and fighting for our M64 home: Reor'sa [19:10] ::raises hand:: [19:10] Commander Smith [19:10] ? [19:10] ::raises:: [19:10] Last we saw (in the midweek minisim) we were... I think 75 minutes out; what is our status as of now? [19:12] I'm going to line it up as 'just a few minutes' before we break slipstream and find out what the hell we're up against for sure. Maiko's not here...yet. Hopefully Farrel will be showing soon, I know he was working a bit late but wanted in this sim very much so. [19:12] Wayne? [19:12] am I still at Xanadu? [19:13] (m) no yer down a dirty well [19:13] I don't know, are you? ::grins:: I'm pretty sure the Wraiths came along in the big transwarp conduit we're running toward Reor'sa don't you? [19:13] That good for you? [19:13] okies [19:14] ::snickers:: [19:14] Anyone else? [19:14] And thats a no...so: [19:14] *** 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!' [19:14] Good job ;) [19:14] ::applauds:: [19:14] ;-) [19:15] ack [19:15] rofl. [19:15] *** CLSL_Wayne is now known as [CLSL_Wayne-Wr3] [19:15] It showed Sim Start in another channel. [19:15] yeah... [19:15] everyone to #uss-coro ;) [19:16] hehe [19:16] ok then, old fashion way it is: BEGIN THE DAMN SIM....NOW!! :) [19:16] lmao [19:16] ::steps onto the bridge and finds Commander Smith there:: Report Commander... [19:16] 15> ::talking to the Tech:: So two are ready to fly and the other two are a couple hours out yet? [19:16] CIC> ::turns towards one of the holotanks, hiding a yawn behind a fist:: [19:16] holoattorney>brig> So what are you trying to tell me? [19:17] 15> Tech> Affirmative Major. We're putting the rest of the crew on the other two to speed the process up. [19:17] ::sits at tactical, ready for dropping out of transwarp:: [19:17] ::looks up:: 15 minutes out, sir. Blackrazor will notify us to brace when we drop back to realspace. [19:17] M> ::reclines in the chair in his office, skimming over readiness reports, sipping from a mug of hot tea:: [19:17] 15> Good. We're going to need all of them before this day is out I'm sure. [19:17] M> ::looks at the PADD in her hand...standing by the main console:: [19:17] 15> ::walks over to his Spectre and looks over the reapir work:: Not bad under the circumstances. [19:17] ::nods:: Very well. ::takes the command station:: [19:17] brig> as usual. They dont have very good programmers at the JAG, do they? [19:17] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::glances at the Navigator:: Torres, how much longer? [19:17] holoattorney>brig>Mr. Tlaloco, just tell me what happened. [19:18] ::moves to the helm station, relieving the watch officer:: Made up your mind about my request for Ensign D'Rall, sir? [19:18] brig>This is confidential. Understand? [19:18] CIC> ::seems rested if not for the deep fatigue evident in his eyes--he makes the best attempt to look alert:: [19:18] CIC> ::hovers over a holotable, arms crossed as he peers inside the display:: [19:18] MB> ::grunts, having difficulty putting his armor on snapping at a passing by Priate who offers to help:: (m) I better not get into this for nothing... [19:18] holoattorney>brig>::rolls eyes:: look, you're facing serious charges, Mr. Tlaloco- [19:18] E> ::works on getting the internal repairs done:: [19:18] =.\ction= and the other Defender ships continue at Transwarp toward Reor'sa awaiting their first glance of the system they call home in M64... [19:19] 15> ::picks up the status PADD and enters the current condition of all four of his squads fighters sending the information off to Mission Ops:: [19:19] <> [19:19] brig>I intend to bring up my son in the ways of our people. If he knew that he was genetically altered without my consent- [19:19] M> ::walks into Reed's office and hands him the PADD:: you asked for this report sir? [19:20] *** Joins: ENHL_Maiko (CptFarrell@1f5b825b.398d5d27.ipt.aol.com) [19:20] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v ENHL_Maiko [19:20] +taps+ Prescott from Shar [19:20] brig>If any of the brass found out I was hearing voices in my head that led me to take that shuttle- [19:20] ::looks to Smith:: Alert the Colonel to have his men prepare for a ground assault once we arrive... [19:20] M> ::glances up at Dyson, setting down his own PADD and taking hers, skimming over it:: [19:20] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> Lt_Torres-Wr3> 7 mins ETA ::looks at her board:: Engines are being pressed to the limits, Sir. [19:20] Ah, Ensign D'Rall. ::stands up and makes room for her at flight ops:: [19:20] MB> ::finally manages to get himself into the armor and begins to pick up a few nades and an addiitional PPP:: +taps+ Prescot here, go ahead shar [19:20] holoattorney>brig>They'd brand you insane, and you'd be spared, Mr. Tlaloco. [19:20] CIC> ::glances at Ironside:: Have an assault plan? ::gestures to the diagram of Churchill Downs:: [19:20] M> ::looks at Reed, eyebrow raised:: (q) You can say thank you sir.. [19:21] M> ::turns and walks out of his office:: [19:21] ::relieves the relief officer at the helm having come back from the crew head:: [19:21] 15> +taps+ How's your arm Major? [19:21] CIC> ::stands motionless, only the movement of his eyes and the slight rising of his chest from his breathing belying his alertness:: [19:21] Battlestations, sir? [19:21] brig>They'd never allow me custody of Paya. [19:21] M> ::flicks his eyes towards the door as she walks out, suppressing a smirk:: [19:21] holoattorney>brig>Excuse me, Paya? [19:21] +taps+ Ironside, from bridge. [19:21] MB> +taps+ disgustingly weak... but the Col has yet to ground me so Im going to go down and take it easy [19:21] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::nods:: Understood. Now can we save another minute off, Lt? [19:21] CIC> Not until I see how the Hunters are deployed, Commander. [19:21] ::stands behind the helm console, looking it over:: [19:21] CIC> +taps+ Ironside, go. [19:21] brig>Oh jeez. What are you, a calculator? Reference your databanks. Paya is a nickname for Paqui. [19:22] M> Damn man....only here a few days and already showing his true colors. [19:22] ::checking her readings:: Captain, we're about 6 minutes from exiting transwarp. [19:22] +taps+ We're less than five out. Your men ready for the drop? [19:22] 15> +taps+ Good luck then Major. Try not to feed yourself to anymore Hounds Sir. Shar out. [19:22] CIC> ::nods:: I will be deploying personnel behind you... ::waits as the colonel receives a comm:: [19:22] CIC> ::glances at a display:: First returns from high resolution sensors are coming in now. [19:22] MB> ::grunts:: +taps+ roger that... [19:22] holoattorney>brig>Mr. Tlaloco, there is no need to insult me. I cannot feel resentment. [19:22] M> ::sets Dyson's PADD down, content with the supply readiness report, and resumes reading over the previous PADD, an assessment of medical response time throughout the ship:: [19:23] brig>OK. I should just have used Sav's usual avatar. But that'd be a conflict of interest. [19:23] M> ::walks past, rubbing her forehead, staring at a new padd:: [19:23] 15> ::sits down and breifly meditates as he does before heading into batle and while awaiting orders to launch:: [19:23] CIC> Not quite Commander. I figured we would wait until afternoon tea was done before we beamed down. ::not happy with the rather ridiculous question:: [19:23] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> Lt_Torres-Wr3> ::mutters a curse:: We are going to be towed there if we push them too much. [19:23] <<+taps+>> [19:23] holoattorney>brig>Look, is there anyone you think you can trust? [19:23] ::Maiko's console chirps:: Actually I guess sooner than that. ::embarrased smile:: Comm from Blackrazor - they're ready to break out of transwarp. [19:23] +taps+ Good to go, Colonel. [19:24] CIC> ::chokes back a reaction to Ironside's sarcasm:: [19:24] ::nods at Daren:: Red alert! All hands, man your battlestations. [19:24] =.\ction= The automatic klaxon sounds as Coronado's alert status changes to red . [19:24] ::blushes:: Sorry. Still a little new to transwarp I guess. [19:24] brig>Yes. Oddly, there's several: Oswald, Sky, in fact all of engineering. What the- red alert? [19:24] MB> ::moves his left hand around to get a feeling for how it works inside the armor, grumbling at its almost uselessness:: (m) have to make due with one... [19:24] 15> ::ignores the klaxon seeing how he already is at his station:: [19:24] M> ::looks up as the alert klaxon sonuds, then rises from his chair, placing the PADD on the table and exiting the office, still with his mug of tea:: [19:24] brig> I especially trust Farley. Good man. [19:24] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::smiles:: Then do it, Lt. Pass the word to the others. Red Alert once we arrive. All weapons online. [19:25] MB> ::looks over the reports comming in from his platoon and nods:: +taps+ Prescot to Col Ironside... Alpha Company is ready ad we are heading towards the transporter now [19:25] +taps+ Shuttlebays, prepare medevac shuttles. Go to hot standby. [19:25] E> ::notices the red alert and gets the department ready:: Let's go people. [19:25] holoattorney>brig>I think I can also trust Dr.s Dyson. [19:25] MB> ::motions for the men to haul ass towards AT1>:: [19:25] CIC> ::uncrosses his arms and leans forward, bracing himself against the holotable:: Bring up all sensor data we have on Churchill Downs. I want a secondary display of the planet's populated areas, along with seismic readings indicative of any burrowed hounds. [19:25] brig> I think I can also trust Drs. Dyson. [19:25] All decks report battlestations manned and ready, sir! [19:25] CIC> +taps+ Ack, Major.....are you fit for this mission? [19:26] 15> +taps+ Shar to Ironside, Half of T-Bird squadron is ready to go sir. The other half will be ready in just under two hours. Standing by Sir. [19:26] E> +taps+ Bridge, engineering is preped for red alert. [19:26] ::nods:: Let's do this... [19:26] =.\ction= The trasnwarp conduit breaks and all Defender ships return to normal space on the edge of the Starsystem. [19:26] brig> What can I do? [19:26] ::checks her diagnostics once they exit to normal space:: [19:26] ::glances at Daren:: I believe that Theresa needs a pilot. ::inclines his head towards D'Rall:: [19:26] holoattorney>brig>Pray, reverend. [19:26] *> ::drudges along towards the assault transporter:: +taps+ ::short pause:: depends on who you ask sir.. [19:26] Get me a LORASON pulse...please. [19:26] CIC> ::holds on to a handrail as the ship exits transwarp:: [19:26] brig>::sighs:: [19:27] M> ::sets the padd down and frowns, ignoring it and walking back into the main sickbay prepping for any possible injuries:: [19:27] ::ignores Smiths inquiry for the moment:: [19:27] *** Tlaloco is now known as Paqui [19:27] 15> ::rises and climbs into his fighter:: [19:27] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> Lt_Torres-Wr3> We are arriving, Sir. (m) 45 secs faster than expected ::mutters:: and a few burnt out power relays too [19:27] ::turns expectantly to Smith and Daren, though keeping half an eye on the helm console:: [19:27] Marcy, tactical LORASON. [19:27] ::powers up LORASON for a single burst and presses another button, 'pinging' the starsystem:: [19:28] M> ::clears his throat, drawing the attention of the medical staff:: We're probably going to be seeing a lot of action today. Keep focused on the job, get people in, healed, and out as quickly as possible without endangering them. Good luck. [19:28] =.\ction= The Apori escorts, who are the vanguard for the run to Reor'sa, break ahead and assume a defensive posture around the fleet. [19:28] Dyson's quarters>{holonanny now has Tlaloco's face} [19:28] CIC> ::switches channels to Shar:: +Taps+ Acknowledged, Major. You will be providing close combat support. Prepare yourself for surgical strikes with your weaponry, we cannot afford civilian casualties. [19:28] CIC> ::looks up at Kari:: We need to make contact with Reorsan officials as soon as possible. [19:28] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::nods:: Good work Lt. Now prepare us for atmospheric flight. Marines will be landing to protect the populous. [19:29] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:29] =Description= The system is quiet. There are no ships in orbit. The surface is another story: Hounds and Hunters are attacking everything without apparent rhyme or reason. Churchill Downs is burning in several places and several residential areas such as Everon are under constant attack... [19:29] M> ::begins to worry about Jenny in her quarters:: [19:29] ::checks Coronado's position, keeping it in formation with the fleet:: [19:29] CIC> ::nods, turning to a communications console:: None of the comm satellites are online...trying to get a ground connection [19:30] +taps+ Understood loud and clear Colonel. ::changes the comm channel to the other able fighter:: Srugical strikes only, close ground combat. Watch your fire! ::closes the channel:: [19:30] CIC> ::frowns as a crisp, high-resolution LORASON image comes in of Churchill Downs, smoke and haze clinging to the area, and drifting over the ocean:: [19:30] ::moves to his station and glances over the sensor reports:: Looks bad down there, sir. [19:30] ::stands and watches as the sensor data cycles in:: Mr. Smith...give the Marines the green light. Admiral Lora Kor wants Coronado to focus our efforts on the area of Churchill Downs and points North. That includes Everon.... [19:30] M> ::speech done, he leans back against a wall, taking a sip of his mug:: [19:30] CIC> +taps+ Put me in orbit, bridge. [19:30] CIC> ::nods:: Begin the run. [19:30] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::stares at Reor'sa for a few seconds:: Fox, sensor scans of the planet. Find out whats happening down there [19:31] 15> ::settles in and waits for the launch order:: [19:31] AT1> ::moves his men into position on the padd::: You all know the drill now... lets do this and get back home.. [19:31] ::nods:: +taps+ Colonel, green light on drop. Say again, Marines have a green light - GO - for drop. [19:31] ::hearing everything going on, trying to ignore the urge to look at the holotank and the sensor feeds:: [19:31] CIC> ::looks up at a reading, then back to the table:: Where are the Pfhor ships that must've been defending here. Any signs of debris? [19:31] AT1> ::figured that answer must have satisfied the Col's curiousity:: [19:31] M> ::looks at Reed:: Everything is ready sir.... for injuries that is. [19:31] CIC> +taps+ Acknowledged, Commander, but it's slightly difficult to beam down when we're on the edge of the system. [19:31] Several contacts leaving the planet and approaching this area.. Not a clue as to what they are... [19:32] CIC> ::quickly analyzes the data coming in, his eyes scanning and his mind forming defensive and offensive strategies to counter and eliminate the Hunter threat:: [19:32] CIC> Colonel, may I instruct the Apori to clear some areas for you on the surface? [19:32] +taps+ By the time they're in position, we will be too. [19:32] They look like they were launched from the surface. [19:32] CIC> Preliminary reports indicate that the entirety of the Pfhor space fleet in this area responded in some way to our attack at Lh'owon... [19:32] Helm, standard Marine drop orbit. [19:32] M> ::raises eyebrow:: And what about infections? Or neurological disruptions? Are we ready for those too? [19:33] ::nods reluctantly:: Aye sir. ::engages engines, heading for orbit:: [19:33] =.\ction= With a chirping sound from the Helm console, Coronado's engines engage... [19:33] M> ::nods:: yes sir... [19:33] ::turns to Marcy:: Can you be more specific? Helm, bring us into high orbit... [19:33] M> ::takes another sip:: Glad you said so in the first place. [19:33] Not at this range.. [19:33] CIC> ::shakes his head at Drexler:: We can't attack from orbit. There's too much of a risk of civilian casualties. Unless there are forces out in the wide open, no one is to touch that planet with space-based weaponry. [19:33] We need to get closer.. It might also help when they clear the atmosphere. [19:34] AT1> +taps+ Prescot to Ironside ready to roll sir. Just give us the orders [19:34] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:34] M> Said what sir? Im always ready when a red alert comes up [19:34] CIC> ::frowns at Ma'aru:: Then perhaps they were destroyed at Xanadu. ::glances at a display, then back at Kari:: All right. Keep an eye out for inbound rifts. [19:34] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::listens as Fox begins calling prelim reports about Reor'sa:: Sounds pretty bad. Torres, prep us for atmospheric reentry. [19:34] ::quietly adjusts their course as they near Reorsa to bring the ship into a smooth orbit:: [19:34] +taps+ Shuttlebays, standby for assault ship drops. [19:34] CIC> Understood, colonel. Though we may have our weapons busy momentarily anyway. [19:35] Orbit in... 10 seconds... [19:35] 15> ::shifts in his seat growing impatient:: [19:35] CIC> ::nods:: Will do, sir. [19:35] CIC> +com+ This is Colonel Ironside to all drop forces - Churchill Downs is our priority. Beach heads are to be established in Reunion Square, the Defense Ministry, and the Spaceport. I want the city cleared block by block, with sensor packages placed at each perimiter to pinpoint any Hounds burrowed beneath the surface. [19:36] ::shimmers:: [19:36] CIC> +com+ ::pauses:: Take no prisoners. [19:36] ::Gets impatient:: Objects from the surface? Could this be the 'trih xeem'? [19:36] M> Listen, sweatpea, it's pretty important that you tell me that we're either all-ready or not all-ready, not ready for just injuries. You say that, and that leaves me hanging. What if someone came in here with some kind of Pfhor disease. What do we tell him? "Sorry, we're only accepting injuries today." [19:36] CIC> ::begins searching for concentrations of friendlies:: [19:36] ::checks her readouts:: Stable orbit confirmed. [19:36] Ready weapons, get a lock on those signals now! [19:36] Possibly sir.. Would you like for me to eliminate them? [19:36] M> ::raises an eyebrow:: sweetpea??? I beg your pardon .... I am ALWAYS ready.. ::eyes Reed:: [19:37] ::locks phasers:: [19:37] M> And whether or not you tell me you're always ready is inconsequential. What you do under pressure tells me whether or not you were ready when the alert came in. [19:37] Tlaloco's quarters>::cries:: [19:37] Phasers locked, sir. [19:37] M> Are you saying im not a good doctor?? ::looks upset now:: [19:37] ::shoots Marcy a look:: Would I like you too? No, I'd prefer you just let the Pfhor superweapon take everything in this system out! ::shakes his head:: [19:38] CIC> Colonel, I'll feed you live readings and information about concentrations of allies and safe zones as we discover them. [19:38] ::makes sure they're in a suitable position to fire, angling the ship slightly over on its z-axis:: [19:38] Aye, sir... Permission to open fire? [19:38] *** Paqui is now known as Tlaloco [19:38] =.\ction= The mysterious signals begin to multiply on Marcy's screen... [19:38] Yes, yes! Fire! [19:38] CIC> ::looks at Ironside:: Dare I ask, are you going to join them? [19:38] More of them now, sir.. They may be seperating or deviding.. [19:38] M> ::scoffs and turns on her heel, making sure they are ready for ANYTHING:: [19:38] ::fires phasers:: [19:38] ::looks at the holotank projection of the planet turning seemingly peacefully below them:: [19:38] M> ::blinks:: The female ability to jump to the wrong conclusion will always astound me. What I am saying, and make sure you take notes here, is that you need to either tell me we're not ready or all ready when an alert comes through. We, the department. Whether or not you're ready, personally, gets determined when the pressure's on. [19:38] CIC> ::shakes his head at Drexler:: There's too many assault locations - too many things that are going to require my attention. [19:39] brig>{Hush little one, in rain and war-} [19:39] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:39] M> YOu do your job sir..and ill do mine.. just leave me alone. ::goes about prepping again:: [19:39] brig>{Hush little one, in rain and war-} [19:39] AT1> ::waits for the word go:: [19:39] ::fires multiple phasers at the suspected trih xeem weapons:: [19:39] =.\ction= The first few signals break the atmosphere to reveal themselves as Strikecraft...they take a hard shot from the phasers and don't look very happy about it. [19:39] brig>{There will be reason enough some day for tears-} [19:40] brig>{But here and now my baby sleeps-} [19:40] 15> +taps+ Bridge from Shar, Are we waiting for an invitation or am I going to get orders to launch soon? [19:40] CIC> +Taps+ T-Birds, T-Cats - you are go for launch. Establish air superiority over Churchill Downs. [19:40] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::nods to Torres:: Take us down to about 150,000 meters. Fox scan for concentrations of the enemy forces. [19:40] Damn! Helm, keep those ships away from our damaged nacelle...Marcy, fire at will! [19:40] brig>{And sleeps to bring his people peace-} [19:40] =.\ction= The Apori escorts strafe the newly-identified strike craft just as they leave the atmosphere. [19:40] 15> +taps+ 'bout bloody time Colonel! ::taps the launch command and is pushed back int his seat:: [19:40] ::rolls the Coronado on her axis to put distance between the strikecraft and the nacelle:: [19:40] ::fires all weapons at the strike craft:: [19:41] CIC> +com+ All non-transports, from Flag, engage enemies inbound. [19:41] *** LMFL_Shar is now known as [LMFL_Shar] [19:41] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::lays in a course for the area around Churchill Downs:: [19:41] CIC> +taps+ All forces, "Irene". Repeat, "Irene". Begin drop. [19:41] M> ::shakes his head, as if to get rid of a bad mental picture, and finishes his mug of tea, placing it back in his office before coming out again and donning his coat:: [19:41] brig>{::sings:: what is Your richness, what are Your flowers, [19:41] oh inventor of Yourself! [19:41] We leave things unfinished. [19:41] For this I weep, [19:41] I lament. [19:41] Here with flowers I interweave my friends. [19:41] Let us rejoice! [19:41] Captain, permission to leave and take command of the medevac shuttle teams? We'll launch as soon as you give the order... [19:41] Captain, I can't exactly get all that creative with evasives while stuck in orbit.... [19:41] } [19:42] AT1> You heard the man!! Go go go!!!! ::nods at the transporter chief:: [19:42] =.\ction= Coronado begins launching the first Marine landing vessels inbound for the surface... [19:42] M> ::pulls out hypospray vials, makng sure they have the right medicines for anything they might encounter, then moves to prepare the proper tools:: [19:43] ::the launches require Maiko to keep the helm steady, forcing her to abandon her orbital evasive rolls:: [19:43] *** Joins: Obs_Santiago (santiago@654d39d.3d7ab5b6.25b55acd.10acf436X) [19:43] ::fires phasers on the forward dorsal array, sawing through a strike craft:: [19:43] =.\ction= SF Marines and Camelynian Shadow Knights begin materializing in the midst of a warzone. The Hunter appear to be following a 'scorched earth' policy - destroying everything and anything as civilians flee in all directions. [19:43] <[LMFL_Shar]> +taps+ T-Bird Lead to T-Bird 2, watch your fire again, pick your targets we want to avoid frinedly casulties at all costs. [19:43] M> ::goes about to the biobeds himself, ensuring that they're configured for a host of possibilities:: [19:43] Keep us in orbit...let's have the fighters watch our back...I'm sure we have the orbital upper hand here. [19:44] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:44] *** MJCC_Prescot is now known as [MJCC_Prescot] [19:44] ::nods:: Aye sir. [19:44] Captain, the evac shuttles? We do want to get the civilians to safety, yes? [19:44] CIC> ::turns to Drexler:: Commander, I have a Mr. ... Hampton on the comm, he says he is in the space flight research and licensing building, just south of Everon [19:44] ::turns to look at the Captain expectantly in hand with Commander Smith's question:: [19:45] CIC> ::nods to Kari to patch it through:: [19:45] M> ::glances at Reed then continues prepping sickbay:: [19:45] CIC> ::turns on the speakers in the CinC:: Online, sir [19:45] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::draws his PPP and looks around:: +taps+ all company move forwards and secure this area quicky.. we need to get a move on and fast [19:45] ::fires phasers on the aft port nacelle at a flanking strike craft:: [19:45] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::nears the area around Churchill Downs and targets a small grounp of hounds:: +com+ T-Bird Lead to Coronado, we've engaged the enemy! [19:45] brig>{::feels Paqui reach out with his mind- it feels more like an algorythm than a thought::} [19:45] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::launches a volley of torps at the group:: [19:46] CIC> Mr. Hampton, do you know where we can locate anyone on the Reorsan government? [19:46] <[MJCC_Prescot]> +taps+ 1st platoon more to the left, set up those sensor nets were you are now [19:46] ::looks at the Captain almost pleadingly:: [19:47] ::grabs his console for support as the Phfor hit Coro with a strafing run:: [19:47] ::responds by firing ventral phasers:: [19:47] ::grips his console:: Captain... [19:47] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::gets the all secure from his men as they start to lay down the sensor nets to the ground to detect the hounds:: +taps+ stay sharp, we dont want to get hit from behind now [19:47] paqui>Tlaloco's quarters>::changes the face of Holonanny to Oswald (only in Tlaloco's quarters):: [19:47] M> ::nods, now confident of the biobeds' readiness, and glances about at the other various staffers, going about their duties:: [19:48] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::finishes the inital attack run and brings his fighter about for a strafing run:: [19:48] E> ::grabs the consol and then checks the readings on the port nacelle:: Damn it!! [19:48] =.\ction= Reunion Square turns into chaos; Hunters, Hounds, and Marines in fighting in a flurry of false matter swords, PPR fire, and plasma bolts. The Spaceport turns into a siege; Hunters boarding up inside the buildings. The Defense Ministry assault goes the best - forces sweeping inside the building in a swift strike that catches the Hunters off guard. [19:48] ::looks to Smith:: Let's begin focusing our efforts on Everon...get the shuttles ready! [19:48] ::shifts her eyes from Daren to Smith:: [19:48] ::nods and then glances at D'Rall:: [19:48] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::watches as they enter the atmosphere and then leveling out:: Watch out for friendlies and start picking off targets of oportunity. Minimum yields on the torps. [19:48] Hampton> H..hello? Yes, this is Shawyn Hampton, I'm in SFRLB #3, we are under seige and need immiediate assistance! [19:49] Permission to join you sir? [19:49] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:49] If you can spare Ensign D'rall, sir, she would be... most helpful. [19:49] We'll need a few of our best pilots, Commander....::looks to Maiko:: [19:49] E> +Taps+ Bridge the port nacelle can't take much more! She was never finished in her repairs. [19:49] ::offers both officers a very grateful smile:: [19:49] CIC> Assistance is here, sir. You'll shortly be joined by allies. We need to know where we can find members of the Reorsan gov't. Do you know where they might have been when the Hunters assault began? [19:49] ::smirks:: Thersa awaits, Ensign. Let's get to work. [19:49] Get a shuttle team ready...pilot, medic, strong arm...you know the deal... [19:50] CIC> +com+ Ministry teams - finish securing your location and sweep west to Reunion Square. T-Birds, T-Cats, determine the extent of any civilian presence in the spaceport, I need surpressive fire on those buildings if they're clean. [19:50] ::almost warps out of her chair, gesturing for her relief officer to step in:: [19:50] +taps+ Doctor Reed, join me in the shuttlebay. [19:50] Shields at Sixty percent! [19:50] ::virtually dashes for the turbolift:: [19:50] <[LMFL_Shar]> +com+ Acknolwedged Coronado ::completes the strafing run and begins running quick scans on the spaceport:: [19:50] ::enters the TL and smiles as Maiko rushes past:: Glad you could come along, Ensign. [19:50] <[MJCC_Prescot]> +taps+ I copy that Col, moving west as soon as this area is secure [19:51] :fires off aft torpedoes and detonates them at high yeild like flak:: [19:51] <[MJCC_Prescot]> <<+com+ on that not taps>> [19:51] ::glances back:: Marcy, I could use some help. [19:51] Hampton> Everyone was...everone I talked to was going about their day. If you want high government officials then...well no one has seen them since the Pfhor showed up. [19:51] M> ::blinks:: +taps+ On my way. ::looks at Dyson:: Looks like you're in charge, green. Don't kill anyone. ::exists sickbay and heads towards the TL:: [19:51] aye, sir! ::leaves his station reluctantly:: [19:51] M> ::eyes Reed:: oh shut up... im a damn good doctor... ::mutters:: compared to you. [19:51] TL> Glad I can be along.... ::smile turns to a frown:: My family... is Everon... [19:51] =.\ction= Shar lands an excellent hit on one of the Strikecraft bothering the ship...it explodes into its escort ship. <> [19:52] CIC> I understand. You'll be rescued shortly, sir. Defenders out. [19:52] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::sends another 2 squads inside the building to help secure the inside:: [19:52] <[LMFL_Shar]> +com+ Coronado, T-Bird Lead. Not picking up any friendlies in the spaceport. Request Permission to open fire on it. [19:52] <> [19:52] CIC> +com+ Permission granted, Major. Bring down any building with an extensive enemy presence. [19:52] Hampton> Yes, yes! Thank you! There are at least a score of us here so please do hur- ::cuts off:: [19:52] TL> ::nods:: Shuttlebay. We'll make sure they're safe. [19:53] ::looks to Smith:: Commander...get those people to a safe zone and out of Everon. We'll monitor your progress from up here and I'll get you escorts when I can spare them. Godspeed ;) [19:53] =.\ction= Civilians begin pouring out of their hiding places near the Defence Ministry and begin streaming into the secured building, its bunkers, and the surrounding area. [19:53] <[LMFL_Shar]> +com+ With pleasure Sir. ::targets the nearest building and pours everything he can into it:: Fire in the hole! [19:53] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::watches his men through his suit's sensors, ordering up men to flank to the left of a supposed pocket of resistance:: [19:53] TL> ::steps into the TL:: Shuttlebay. [19:53] TL> ::turns to Marcy:: Get security teams to the other shuttles. We've got our work cut out for us. D'Rall, get other pilots into position and ready to fly. [19:53] CIC> ::looks to Ironside:: Sounds like they were in the government offices when this occured. What progress is being made there? ::studies the highly-accurate tactical display of the government district:: [19:54] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:54] E> ::moves away from the main consol:: LT you have engineering, I'm heading up to the bridge. [19:54] TL> ::notes the lift slowing:: Any questions? [19:54] <[MJCC_Prescot]> +com+ Prescot to col Ironside... Sir we are recieving civvies like nobodys buisness... requesting evac for them so I dont have to keep men here to guard them [19:54] ::nods:: +taps+ D'rall to Flight Team Alpha - the word is 'go'. Report to the shuttlebay. [19:54] E> ::enters TL:: Bridge [19:54] < that>> [19:54] =.\ction= T-Birds 1 and 2 rake a Spaceport Hanger where dozens of Hounds are holed up, bringing the building down upon them. [19:55] SB> ::enters the shuttlebay and heads for Theresa:: Let's do this thing and maybe we'll save some lives. [19:55] <[LMFL_Shar]> +com+ Prescott from Shar, the enemy isn't taking to kindly to my barage watch yourselves down there! [19:55] TL> Aye sir.. +taps+ Marcy to Security teams Alpha, Beta, Gamma, Kappa, and Rho, grab some gear and report to the shuttlebay. [19:55] CIC> ::looks over at Drexler:: Defence Ministry is secure, but with the number of civilians pouring into that area, it'll be hard to find a handful of individuals. [19:55] TL> ::enters the bridge:: [19:55] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::watches as Fox loosens off a torp at a group of hounds:: Watch out for civilians. Torres drop us down to 10,000 meters. Slow and steady. [19:55] SB> ::Exits the TL:: We'd *better* save lives. If I can't fight, it's all I've got left to offer... [19:55] <[MJCC_Prescot]> ::recieves the word that the Defense Ministry Building is clear:: +com+ All clear on the defense ministry here... proceding to secondary objective of Reunion Square [19:55] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::smiles tightly as the hanger comes down and lines up another for an attack run:: [19:55] brig>::paces:: this is torture! [19:55] SB> ::strides up to the shuttle and lays an hand on the ship's cool surface:: [19:55] ::takes the engineering consol and puts up the right screens:: [19:56] SB> ::enters the Teresa and begins preflight check sequence:: [19:56] SB> ::steps out of the TL almost simultaneously with Smith's TL's arrival:: This had better be damn important to pull me out of sickbay for. [19:56]