[19:04] ...you mean the Coronado has an end? [19:05] 19:05:00 [19:05] <[CRXO_Smith]> yup [19:05] ::Gasps:: [19:05] <[CRXO_Smith]> August 2004 [19:05] what was my new chars name....was it Selik? [19:05] August 30, 2004. [19:05] meow [19:05] I have Senik. [19:05] 7 years + 1 day after the very first sim. ;) [19:05] awwwwwwwww [19:05] Seven years is enough for any Trek series. ;) [19:06] what will happen to our characters [19:06] <[ENHL_D`rall]> Coro can't have a definite end ;) I mean, it's obvious that ST:Nemesis isn't really the end either ;) [19:06] ok then [19:06] They all die in the last episode ;) [19:06] Transfer to other ships, or like I said, I hope a person or two will start sims. [19:06] * Entc_Selik is now known as Entc_Senik [19:06] Captain Kari'asa Ma'Aru of USS Avenger, maybe. ;) [19:06] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Already way ahead of you, Jester =P [19:06] no they dont aqui [19:06] Half the senior officers are ready to start sims at this point, I think. [19:07] Daren, Fraser, Savant, Brad, Masters, McC, and Aggie all could easily. Marcy already has. [19:07] <[CRXO_Smith]> Hell, I hope to start the NEW Pegasus sim by then, or maybe Panache; I dunno ;) [19:07] I was going to start one back in March. [19:07] Pfft. I was almost COing before you were, Ross ;) [19:07] But that fell through cuz of work. :) [19:07] <[ENHL_D`rall]> ::chuckles:: Talking mutiny there Aggie? ;D [19:07] <[LMFL_Shar]> I could to but I've discovered I make a better simmer then a sim CO so I'll be a follower. :) [19:07] <[CRXO_Smith]> no, Pegasus 2404, Dennis ;) [19:07] * Dolin is now known as PO1_Bordeux [19:07] Anyway, let's get rolling. :) [19:07] * Jester is now known as RAGC_LoraKor [19:08] Captain, any time you're ready. :) [19:08] Ready? We ain;t ready?! oh [19:08] LCARS, let's roll! [19:08] * CoroLCARS =/\= CPCO_Daren has called: ATTENTION ON DECK =/\= [19:08] * 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!' [19:08] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [19:08] ::attn:: [19:08] * [CRXO_Smith] pops sharply to attention. [19:08] ::attn:: [19:08] ::attn:: [19:08] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::attn:: [19:08] ::attn:: [19:08] <[ENHL_D`rall]> ::attn:: [19:08] ::attn:: [19:08] ::attn:: [19:08] <[LCTC_Marcy]> ::attn:: [19:08] :attn:: [19:08] :;attn:: [19:08] Now we're ready ;) ::attn:: [19:08] :attn:: [19:09] Welcome, everyone, to Coro's final sim of 2002! :) [19:09] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::grunts and smiles:: [19:09] Huzzah! [19:09] w00t! [19:09] <[ENHL_D`rall]> It's the end of the world! ::blinks:: Oh, wait... 2002. Never mind. [19:09] I apologize again for my absense last week. A combination of a surprise family get-together, my lack of a car in California, and the annoyance of a very poor dial-up connection all conspired against me. [19:09] ::has his party hat on:: [19:09] I'm thrilled that Daren was able to step in so ably, however. :) [19:10] Since one needs to run two sims to meet the Gold qualification for the UCIP Command Course, I'm strapping his butt to the driver's seat for this week too, with me interjecting outside interference here and there, I think. ;) [19:10] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::applaudes:: Good job, Captain. :) [19:10] Probably make this a new Coro tradition -- someone ELSE gets to run the last two sims of the year in 2003. ;) [19:11] ooo, oo! mee mee! [19:11] ::grins:: [19:11] Oooo [19:11] <[ENHL_D`rall]> ::chuckle:: [19:11] <[CRXO_Smith]> I need to run a couple at some point, for the CCGS ;) [19:11] ::nods:: Fastest and easiest way to meet that qual, however, is still to submit your own story. That's how Brad's gonna meet his. ;) [19:12] Submit a story and finish your Silver qual, and you'll run at least two parts of your story to get your Gold. ;) [19:12] * [CRXO_Smith] idly wonders how many rejected ideas he's submitted. ;) [19:12] Anyway, with that said, before we begin tonight, I want to get some end-of-the-year recognitions out of the way. :) [19:12] Masters, want to start with the Omicron Fleet level ones? :) [19:12] * CLSL_Wayne is now known as Capt_Masters [19:12] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Kahlia [19:13] I need to make this quick or else Ross will be billing his sim time to Omicron Command so without further ado I just have a few announcements to make. [19:13] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::chuckles:: [19:13] First off, I want to start off by calling Cmdr Savant to come forward and stand at attention. [19:14] ::nudges Mouse:: [19:14] meep o_o [19:14] (w) Someone better poke Savant ;) [19:14] * CRS3_Savant steps forward [19:14] :) [19:14] hello Captain ^_^ [19:14] Savant, for all your work and dedication to Ten Forward over the past year and something that I feel is way overdue - I am awarding you The Nova Cross. I have seen you enhance IC roleplaying during the past twelve months by constantly getting simmers to roleplay in that room why I will never know but during those times that I have seen you in there, you have always maintained a very positive environment and roleplayed with many [19:15] quite honestly, Sir, i haven't the foggiest, myself ^_^ thank you. [19:15] ::Pins the medal:: Congrats Commander [19:15] * Entc_Senik (~SBjornson@35556308.f021f9f.ns.sympatico.ca) Quit (Ping timeout) [19:15] ::claps:: [19:15] <[LCTC_Marcy]> ::claps:: [19:15] ::claps:: Congratulations, Commander! Well done! [19:15] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::applaudes:: Good job, Savant. :) [19:15] ::applauds:: [19:15] <[ENHL_D`rall]> ::applauds:: [19:15] ::much clapping:: [19:15] ::claps:: [19:15] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::applauds:: [19:16] * CRS3_Savant poses for the cameras [19:16] ::Applauds:: [19:16] * CRS3_Savant steps back in line [19:16] ::grins:: Next on the chopping block :) [19:16] Rear Admiral Tebrun Lora Kor, please come forward. [19:17] ::blinks and steps forward:: Sir. [19:17] * [LCTC_Marcy] passes Cap'n Masters the axe. ;-) [19:17] <[CRXO_Smith]> Uh oh. This is where you get screwed for missing last week. ;) [19:17] It is with some great satisfaction that I present to you the Horizon Award on behalf of the crew of the USS Coronado. Over the past year or so, the Coronado has introduced the Traxati and developed them as a race and along those lines of turning them from a faceless enemy to something with a recognizable mindset that we can negotiate with. Keep up the good work. [19:18] ::much applause:: [19:18] <[LCTC_Marcy]> ::claps:: [19:18] ::clappage:: [19:18] Thank you, Captain. I accept on behalf of Coronado's crew. ::smiles:: [19:18] ::claps politely:: well done Sir. [19:18] ::hands him the award:: To you and your crew Congratulations. [19:18] ::claps:: [19:18] <[CRXO_Smith]> You mean the Pfhor? 'cause the Traxati was over three years ago ;) [19:18] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::applauds:: [19:19] <[ENHL_D`rall]> ::applauds:: [19:19] ::accepts it:: Gonna need a bigger mantlepiece in the wardroom. ::winks:: [19:19] ::Applauds:: [19:19] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Who's gonna build it? =P [19:19] <[ENHL_D`rall]> ::chuckles:: Put it on the honor wall by the TL stop ;) [19:19] Hmmm seems I still have something else here [19:19] <[ENHL_D`rall]> Wardroom, KNEW I forgot something ;D [19:20] Not so fast Admiral I been meaning to enjoy my moment up here in the limelight and see what it feels like. [19:20] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::motions to Security:: [19:20] <[CRXO_Smith]> ;) [19:21] <[LCTC_Marcy]> ::raises head above the crowd and looks around, glancing back to Smith with a questioning look:: [19:21] It is with great pleasure that I present to Rear Admiral Tebrun Lora Kor the Silver Star for Valor. You have shown great courage in planning the defense of Xanadu and the race to Lh'owon. Congratulations Admiral. [19:21] ::much applause:: [19:21] <[ENHL_D`rall]> ::applauds loudly:: [19:21] ::claps raucously: [19:21] <[LCTC_Marcy]> ::uber clapping applause and stuff:: [19:21] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::applauds:: [19:21] ::applauds with great vigor:: [19:21] ::applauds:: [19:21] ::applauds:: [19:21] ::grins and steps back:: [19:21] ::blinks again, this time a bit more somber:: Thank you, Captain. [19:22] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::nods and smiles:: [19:22] I believe we also had a presentation at the Starfleet level... ::nods to Kahlia:: [19:22] ::nods:: I do.. Col Wayne, front and centre [19:23] * Capt_Masters is now known as CLSL_Wayne [19:23] ::steps forward:: [19:24] I have been able to watch Col Waynes progress .. and I'm impressed. You're a very dedicated crewmember and are always willing to help out others. [19:26] You've also been aboard Coronado for a significant amount of time, showing again and again your dedication.. so it is with pleasure I present to you the Silver Medal of Service! congratulations Colonel [19:26] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::applaudes:: Good job, Marine. [19:26] <[LCTC_Marcy]> ::claps:: [19:26] ::grins:: Thank you Ma'am [19:26] ::claps:: [19:26] ::claps:: Hoo-ah, Marine! [19:26] ::much applause:: [19:26] ::claps:: [19:26] ::claps politely:: [19:26] ::applauds:: [19:26] <[ENHL_D`rall]> ::claps:: [19:26] ::applauds:: [19:27] ::steps back into line:: [19:27] ::claps:: [19:27] I have one more.... so bear with me.. [19:27] The Coronado - how else but to honor a group of simmers [19:27] that have one of the best if not the best Sim in all of UCIP - Ā Two Bergen Awards & one Orion Award - an probably should have won an unprecedented third Bergen in a row [19:27] - some of the best creative plots that are both immersive and [19:27] creative, so much so that one wants to come back to find out what happens next! [19:28] The Org as a whole has benefitted immensely because simmers from other sims have attempted to mimic those things that make the Coronado unique.Ā The Coro sim constantly has four or five observers on average - on most nights they rival the Backroom in terms of numbers of bodies both simming and observing.Ā [19:28] Other sims have borrowed specs like the Akira data, or the Spectre data from the Coronado site to enhance their websites.Ā Ā [19:28] Two other sims in UCIP have gone on to participate in the Coronado's two year long M64 Galaxy plots thus showing how important the Coronado is to this Organization.Ā [19:28] So it is with pleasure, I present to the Coronado the Fleet Unit Citation for your excellence! congratulations to you all.. It is as always, a pleasure to observe such a fine crew in action [19:28] * Entc_Senik (~SBjornson@1b415a10.1fbd6a28.ns.sympatico.ca) has joined #uss-coronado [19:28] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Entc_Senik [19:28] go team ^_^ [19:29] ::applauds:: [19:29] go us! [19:29] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::applauds:: [19:29] ::claps:: [19:29] ::clappage:: [19:29] Well done, everyone! :) Very much deserved! [19:29] <[ENHL_D`rall]> ::woooos!:: [19:29] ::claps:: [19:29] <> [19:29] [we're giving out awards and doing pre-game stuff still, Senik ^_^] [19:29] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::grins wryly:: I'm still waiting on our next Bergen. ;) [19:29] <[LCTC_Marcy]> ::claps, not so much as a Coro crewmember but one that used the Spectre data alot and M64 as a whole on TC:: ;-) [19:30] * Obs_Santiago (santiago@11813a15.3d7ab5b6.mlode.com) has joined #uss- coronado [19:30] That's four Fleet Unit Citations, two Bergens, and an Orion, incindentally. All crew-wide decorations that lots of you were important parts of. I believe that makes Coro the most recognized sim in UCIP history, even moreso than sims that have been with the group years longer, like Melbourne. ;) So again, congrats! [19:31] Say it ain't so ::grins and blushes:: ;) [19:32] <> [19:33] Are we ready for a sim briefing? :) [19:33] Anything else, Commodore? [19:33] <> [19:33] That's all Admiral.. they're all yours :) [19:34] Thank you. :) Three more, folks. I have two, then Captain Daren has one. ;) As for my two... Lieutenant Lauren Dyson, step forward! [19:35] ::blinks and steps forward:: [19:35] * [CRXO_Smith] (christianc@3f26dfb9.1da97c9.df46914.2e099bf0X) Quit (Ping timeout) [19:35] Lieutenant, I am happy to report that your simming on Enterprise and on Coronado, combined with your obvious role-playing skills and abilities with your character have qualified you for the Meritorious Service Medal. Congratulations! :) [19:35] ::much applause:: [19:35] ::applauds:: [19:35] ...and keep up the good work! ::winks:: [19:35] * OBSBrexLarsen (ArmadaPhan@1e624c7d.7716517.ipt.aol.com) has left #uss- coronado [19:35] ::claps:: well done ^_^ [19:35] ::grins and nods:: aye [19:35] ::claps:: [19:35] <[LCTC_Marcy]> ::claps:: [19:35] ::claps:: [19:35] ::claps:: [19:35] <[ENHL_D`rall]> ::claps:: [19:35] ::claps:: [19:36] Commander Marcy, step forward! [19:37] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Hunh? ::innocent dear in headlights look as he steps forward:: [19:37] <[LCTC_Marcy]> <> [19:37] Commander, you have recently passed 18 months of simming aboard Coronado, with a significant portion of that time now as Coronado's Chief Tactical Officer. Your performance in this role, and your prior role as a Watch Tac, has been exemplary. [19:37] It is my pleasure to recognize your service to Starfleet, and to Coronado, with the Bronze Medal for Service. [19:37] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Wow, 18 months already? ;-) [19:37] Congratulations, Commander! ::smiles:: [19:37] ::clap clap clap:: [19:37] ::applauds:: [19:37] ::claps:: [19:37] <[ENHL_D`rall]> ::applauds:: [19:37] ::applauds:: [19:37] ::much applause...again:: [19:37] ::claps:: [19:38] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Thank you, sir. [19:38] ::arm grows tired from applauding:: [19:38] <[LCTC_Marcy]> ::attn:: [19:38] ::claps:: [19:38] ::elbows isamu, smirking, while at attn: [19:38] You've earned it, Commander. In addition (and this is for everyone), there are a significant number of department level recognitions. In the interests of saving time, much like last year, I will be presenting those in a log that I'll post later this week. [19:39] So watch for that log. :) All in all, thank you for and congratulations on an outstanding year of simming on Coro. :) Well done. [19:39] ::much applause...again:: [19:39] Captain, I believe you had a final vict-- errr, officer you wished to recognize? [19:39] ::smiles and whips out a small PADD:: Indeed I did. Ensign Maiko D'rall, get up here... [19:40] <[ENHL_D`rall]> ::blinks and hops to:: Sir! [19:40] ::looks around:: Ensign? I don't wait all night... ::smiles:: [19:41] Ensign, I'm not sure if you are aware, but you're one hell of a pilot. [19:41] * Aggie (christianc@3cae4b8e.14fd58ce.3d8d9d00.10acf436X) has joined #uss-coronado [19:41] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +o Aggie [19:41] * Aggie is now known as [CRXO_Smith] [19:41] <[ENHL_D`rall]> ::grins:: My motto isn't "Maiko Air Gets You There" for nothing, sir. [19:41] ::smiles:: [19:41] Well, in either case there's only one thing we do wround here with excellent pilots ::pauses and looks right, then left:: We promote them! ::shoots Smith a look:: Commander, a LTJG pip please ;) [19:41] * CRS3_Savant tacitly covers up the "you got the cash, we ship the trash" motto beneath [19:42] congratulations ^_^ [19:42] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::opens the tin:: Lozenge? [19:42] <[CRXO_Smith]> Oops. Wrong box. [19:42] ::snickers:: [19:42] ::applauds:: [19:42] ::grins and takes the pip from the box and pins it to D'ralls collar:: Congratulations! ;) [19:42] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::pulls out the OTHER box:: There we go. [19:42] ::much applause...again:: ;) [19:42] ::grins, then claps:: Well done! [19:42] * [ENHL_D`rall] is now known as [LJHL_D [19:42] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::applauds:: [19:42] ::applauds:: [19:42] ::claps:: [19:42] * [LJHL_D is now known as [LJHL_D`rall] [19:42] ::claps:: [19:42] ::applauds:: [19:43] ::claps:: [19:43] * CRDR_Reed is now known as [CRDR_Reed] [19:43] <[LJHL_D`rall]> ::blushes and returns to the others:: [19:43] ::applauds:: [19:43] Well now that we're done tooting our own horn I think we have actual business to conduct tonight, Sir ::glances at the Admiral:: [19:43] ::chuckles:: Thank you, Captain. Without any further ado... [19:43] =Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... [19:43] Stardate 240212.30: "Prayers Ardent Open Heaven", Part 3, by Jester. [19:44] SUMMARY: The weapon that the Pfhor never use. [19:44] 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. [19:44] 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. [19:44] 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. Coronado is leading the force attempting to liberate the planet. [19:44] Briefing complete. [19:44] ack [19:44] <[LMFL_Shar]> ack [19:44] ack [19:44] <[CRDR_Reed]> ack [19:44] <[LCTC_Marcy]> ack [19:44] * [CRXO_Smith] acknowledges with a crisp salute. [19:44] ack [19:44] ack [19:44] ack [19:44] <[LJHL_D`rall]> ack [19:44] Ack [19:44] ack [19:44] ackety ack ^_^ [19:44] ack [19:44] ack [19:45] Pretty straightforward. Daren ran a nice solid sim last week. Those on the shuttle are still there, with damage specified in one of the later logs. :) [19:45] Any questions, comments, concerns? ;) [19:45] * CRS3_Savant will assume that Savant is once again everywhere and nowhere ^_^ [19:46] * [CRXO_Smith] will assume that Savant is everyone and noone. ;) [19:46] Is that a no? No questions? ;) [19:47] * CRS3_Savant doesn't need sass from any XO's ^_- [19:47] On Coro, silence means "get on with it!" ;) [19:47] <[CRXO_Smith]> We trust YOU, Captain. ;) [19:47] Hmm quite nice...lets go [19:47] * CoroLCARS =/\= CPCO_Daren has called: ATTENTION ON DECK =/\= [19:47] * 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!' [19:47] =.\= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM START =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= =.\= [19:47] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:47] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::coughs and struggles to sit up in his seat:: [19:47] <[LMFL_Shar]> ::looks around the shuttle:: Where am I? [19:47] * CLSL_Wayne is now known as [CLSL_Wayne-Wr3] [19:47] <[LCTC_Marcy]> ::curses:: The entire starboard nacelle strut is gone! [19:47] =.\ction= Ensign Maiko D'rall brings the Minerva-class shuttle Teresa within sight of the Medical Triage area outside of Everon ad begins lining up a landing vector... [19:48] M> ::lays on the biobed he came in on, a nurse rushing over to him:: [19:48] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Ter> ::struggles with the Teresa's helm control, fighting it to keep the shuttle level:: This would be a lot easier without that bloody crosswind... [19:48] * Fraser (~fdeziel@14fd58ce.12a06a62.2b24ce30.cc59707X) has joined #uss- coronado [19:48] * ChanServ sets mode: +o Fraser [19:48] <[CRDR_Reed]> ::regains his footing, looking at Smith and D'Rall's father, ensuring they're ok:: [19:48] <[LCTC_Marcy]> ::coughs as smoke fills the shuttle.. Grabs a mask and puts it on and passes the others around:: [19:48] * Fraser is now known as COMC_Ironside [19:48] ::Savant watches from Coronado's CIC, or more appropriately, from the network of sensors overlooking Reor.:: [19:48] ::is standing over the science station on the bridge:: [19:48] Nurse> M> ::eyes go wide:: doctors!! I need you over here now!! [19:48] CIC> ::stares into a overhead sensor view of the area near Churchill downs:: [19:48] <[CRXO_Smith]> Ter> ::glances around groggily, noting Maiko's father and Major ch'Thane are aboard:: Report! ::coughs:: [19:48] =.\ction= Meanwhile, some form of second wave seems to be getting ready to launch a counterattack on the surface. A mild earthquake rocks the area, probably announcing undergound Hound activity. [19:48] <> [19:48] M> ::runs over in a hurry, eyes wide:: what? what? [19:49] <[LCTC_Marcy]> ::slips into the copilots seat:: [19:49] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Ter> ::squinting through the stinging smoke out the viewport to visually confirm what her sensors are telling:: Hang on folks, it's going to be a rough landing... [19:49] <[LCTC_Marcy]> We're losing power.. Atmosphere is now less than 12% oxygen.. We need to land.. [19:49] ::works the engineering consol on the bridge:: [19:49] CIC> ::remains quiet as he watches the battle:: [19:49] B> ::Sitting on the bridge isa was still going over the hydroponics records to see if he could bolster the supplies using the knowledge he had every little bit helped that much he knew:: ::at this point he was going through the records to find ceartin information on the different plants beginning to find all sorts of miscalculations:: [19:50] <[LCTC_Marcy]> :;diverts full power to the inertia dampners:: [19:50] Nurse> M> this man has a plasma wound to his right side ::points at the good sized hole in Prescot's side as he lays there, the nurse picking up a few instraments:: what are your orders? [19:50] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::sits in his chair watching and listening to the various reports:: Torres, continue north westward following that river down there. Fox, watch your sensors for Hound/Hunter activity [19:50] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Ter> ::swats the console as it flickers:: I'm trying, but it's really hard right now to keep this shuttle from dropping like a stone opposed to making any sort of controlled landing! [19:50] <[CRXO_Smith]> Ter> ::coughs a great pain welling up in his chest where his woulnds had been sealed:: Blow the other nacel. Balance us out. [19:50] ::looks to Dyson at the science console:: Get me high resolution readings on the medical triage area outside Everon...put it on the holotank [19:50] M> ::asses the situation with a quick tricorder scan:: Oh my god... ::begins to treat the beeding first with a autosuture:: [19:50] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Ter> ::looses the starboard aft thruster as its systems give out:: Dangit... ::fights the helm as it tries to roll, but is at least now loosing altitude:: [19:50] <[CRDR_Reed]> Ter> ::notes Smith's cough and opens his tricorder again:: [19:50] M> ::looks at the nurse:: get that bleeding under control while i take care of this wound over here:: [19:50] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Ter> Blow it, sir? [19:51] M> ::grunts and mutters something to the effect that hunters have carnal relations with their own mother:: [19:51] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Ter> ::shakes head:: We blow the other nacelle this ship doesn't return to Coro for months. I'm putting her down in one piece. [19:51] +com+ Second and Third Platoons - tighten up that formation. I don't want anything sneaking out of that government district towards Reunion Square. And get those seismic sensor buoys deployed and operating! [19:51] 7H> ::walks into 7H, looks around, and then heads for the bar:: hi Charlie [19:51] CIC> ::Savant watched pensively, tapping a holographic fingertip against her lip, hand at her chin. She watched with all the attentiveness of a general:: [19:51] =.\ction= Several officers on the ground notice Teresa coming in and attempt to guide her in, then notice the craft is 'limping' and bit....they quickly run out of the way. [19:51] CIC> ::also watches the battle, tempted to jump in and having to restrain himself:: [19:51] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Ter> I'll reduce power to the nacelle though.. [19:52] <[CRXO_Smith]> Ter> ::reaches past the doctor to tap on the controls:: Release the explosive bolts on the port nacel. It'l - ::coughs violently:: - It'll balance us out, Ensign. [19:52] M> ::looks at prescott as she continues to use the autosuture on the gaping hole in prescott;s side:: [19:52] 7H> Charlie> ::looks over as she comes behind the bar:: 'bout time you showed up.. [19:52] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Ter> Route it to the structural integrity field. ::Watching the ground rush at them:: [19:52] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Ter> +com+ Triage, this is teresa, mayday, coming in hard and fast! [19:52] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:52] B> ::Isamu got out a few datapadds and he looked around the bridge for a second and he headed to the turbolift:: Science lab 1 ::the turbolift beeped and sped away:: [19:52] CIC> ::drums his fingers on the table:: OK, he seems to have things under control and I'm not interested in micromanaging the competence out of him. Let's clear out and let Captain Daren do his job. [19:52] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::listens to the various reports from the Ground forces:: (m) Need to find their next [19:53] CIC> ::She sat back against the air, lifting her legs up and sitting cross legged:: I agree, Admiral. This is well in hand. [19:53] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Ter> ::fires the forward ventral thrusters on full, pulling the nose up, then cuts in the aft ventrals at just just meters off the ground:: C'mon Teresa baby, hold together... [19:53] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Ter> Atmosphere is 8% oxygen.. ::vision blurred by smoke:: [19:53] Nurse> M> ::follows the doctors orders and begins to help in the treatment process:: [19:53] CIC> ::maximizes the holotable to the government district, the rest of the city more or less secured, and continues issuing deployment orders either not having heard Savant and the Admiral, or ignoring them:: [19:53] CIC> ::nods, content in simply watching the way the Pfhor respond to the marines' attacks:: [19:53] 7H> yeah, well..I lost track of time in the holodeck again... [19:53] CIC> ::pushes himself fully upright from where he's been leaning over the table:: Drexler, Ma'Aru, tell your staffs to monitor things and let's get out from over the Captain's shoulder. [19:54] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Ter> ::scrapes the rear of the shuttle against the ground for several meters, but finally drops the nose down to grind to a halt:: [19:54] <[CRXO_Smith]> Ter> ::Grunts:: Dammit, Doc. ::coughs, his chest feeling like it's about to explode:: Strap in! Everyone, berace for impact! [19:54] ::stands firm:: I want to know the locations of those Pfhor on the planet before even they know where they are...begin intense scans on the area around EVeron and Churchill Downs....keep all Marine units and our Medevac teams uprised ::looks at Dyson:: Understand? [19:54] <[CRDR_Reed]> Ter> ::grabs Smith by the shoulder and leans him back against his chair:: Wait a second there, bucko. ::brings the tricorder close in to his chest:: [19:54] M> ::sighs as she struggles to get the wound closed up:: my god... this man is going to need surgery.. [19:54] CIC> ::looks at the admiral:: Where do you suggest we go? [19:54] CIC> ::The hologram stood again, more lowering her legs than anything. She touched the ground lightly:: [19:54] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Ter> ::braces:: [19:54] CIC> It's been a damned long day and I haven't had lunch yet, much less dinner. I'm going to Seventh Heaven. You're welcome to join me. They'll let us know when things are secure enough down there for us to head to the surface. [19:54] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::glances over at Fox:: Tell the rest of the squadron to fan out and search carefully. Look for seismic activity. [19:55] <[CRDR_Reed]> Ter> ::heeds Smith's warning, but continues scanning his chest, something not quite right about the readings:: [19:55] SL> ::He headed into hydroponics a door next to the science lab and he took some of the remaining samples and he snapped off some of the seeds and he put them into a stasis chamber and he re initialized the synthezizing chamber as he closed the lid:: [19:55] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Ter> ::feels the shudder turn into a all-encompassing WHAM:: [19:55] =.\ction= Not bad D'rall! Teresa hits the ground with more of a 'thud' then usual, but all on board let out a sigh of relief as they stop moving. [19:55] <[CRXO_Smith]> Ter> ::feels his straps slam into his broken ribs:: Rarrrr! [19:55] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:55] CIC> ::Savant nodded her head silently to the comment:: [19:55] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Ter> ::opens hatch and vents atmosphere:: [19:55] Nurse> M> yes doctor... ::moves over towards a nearby surgical bay and makes sure its clear:: [19:55] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Ter> ::watches her console go dark as its systems finally give out:: [19:55] <[CRXO_Smith]> Ter> ::breathes heavily:: Ensign D'rall... [19:55] <> [19:55] =.\ction= The automatic klaxon sounds as Coronado's alert status changes to red . [19:55] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:55] CIC> ::notes the shuttle's controlled crash as aparently the last thing he was interested in watching in person, and turns for the door:: [19:56] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Ter> ::coughs, looking back to Smith:: Sir? [19:56] SL> ::he looked up blinking::: [19:56] M> ::has several strong nurses move prescott very gently over to the surgical bay:: [19:56] 7th> ::Savants' voice echoed into Seventh Heaven politely enough, beside Bordeaux:: Ma'am, the Admiral's going to be dropping in along with some of the Flag Staff. Thought I'd give you a heads-up. [19:56] CIC> Now, Commanders. Clear the CIC. Break time. ::smiles crookedly:: [19:56] <[CRXO_Smith]> Ter> You're pro - ::coughs:: - promoted. Congrats, Lieutenant, j.g. D'Rall. ::sags back in his seat:: [19:56] 7H> ::smiles:: thank you for the hint...would you like something on the house? [19:56] CIC> ::frowns before standing up and following after the admiral:: [19:56] CIC> ::nods and stands up, heading for the door reluctantly:: [19:56] CIC> ::She smirked a little and followed him to the lift:: aye, Admiral. It's a bit crowded. [19:57] Nurse> M> ::brings in the sterile materials they will be needing for the operation and helps Dyson into her surgical gown:: [19:57] <[CRXO_Smith]> Ter> Paperwork - goes through - tomorrow. [19:57] CIC> ::heads for the TL:: [19:57] <[CRXO_Smith]> Ter> ::smirks:: [19:57] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Ter> ::unbuckles the harness and gets up, coughing but managing a chuckle:: You have such a sense for timing Commander. ::grins:: [19:57] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Ter> ::fineshes opening the hach:: Out, quickly. [19:57] 7H> Myself? goodness, Ma'am, what could you get for a hologram? ^_^ don't worry about me. [19:57] CIC> +com+ Fourth Platoon, outflank around the edge of the city and join MacArthur's armour on the north end. I want the Government District sealed off. ::switches channels:: +com+ Colonel Wayne, if there are any forces left underwater in the bay, I need to know about it, and I need them eliminated. [19:57] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Ter> ::motions to poisonous gas streaming from the aft compartment:: [19:57] <[CRXO_Smith]> Ter> Agreed. Abandon ship. Major Shar, you alive there? [19:58] SL> ::he hit the reset command gently on the command console and he went over to bio scanners and made a thorough scan and then he proceeded with the DNA splicing and the transporter finished its sequence:: [19:58] CIC> ::as he passes Ironside:: Colonel, when you have a few minutes, would you join us down there? I realize you're busy, so no rush. [19:58] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Ter> ::nods at Commander Marcy:: Right. ::goes to her father:: Still with us Dad? [19:58] M> ::nods as she puts the surgical gown:: [19:58] SL> ::he grabbed his datapadd and he headed to the turbolift:: [19:58] <[CRDR_Reed]> Ter> Ohh hell. ::finally realizes why the tricorder has been giving him funny readings:: Hang on just a second, Smithy, and we'll have you fixed up. ::opens the medkit, programming the field hypospray synthesizer, and attaches the vile:: This should help. ::injects Smith with an antitoxin for Pfhor poisons:: [19:58] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:58] 7H> oh...I forgot Savant...well remind me I owe you one [19:58] *> ::waits at the door to the TL:: [19:58] <[CRXO_Smith]> Aaaah. [19:58] CIC> ::manages to get a quick nod off to the Admiral before turning back to his display:: +com+ Lightbody, Theresa's gone down in grid twelve. Take a fire team and secure that location. [19:58] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> +taps+ Aye Colonel. ::looks at Torres:: Change course. Fox, we need you to investigate the bottom of that bay [19:58] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:58] TL> ::enters the TL, giving Ma'Aru a smile on the way in:: [19:58] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Ter> ::picks up Shar, remembering the sedetive:: [19:58] <[CRXO_Smith]> Ter> Thaks, Doc. Let's - get outta here. [19:59] 7H> ::looks over her shoulder:: heads up Charlie, the boss is showing up [19:59] 7H> Not to worry, Ma'am, that one's a freebie. Keeping my boss happy is a good passtime, I believe. [19:59] TL> ::follows him in:: Something on your mind, sir? [19:59] +taps+ Daren to Engineering! [19:59] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:59] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Ter> ::carries him out and sets him down:: [19:59] ::turns to Daren:: Right here sir. [19:59] TL> ::Savant hadn't said much during the walk to the lift, nor in it- she'd been quite a good while:: [19:59] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Ter> ::heads back in:: [19:59] <[CRDR_Reed]> Ter> ::nods, closing up his medkit and his tricorder, puttng the latter away on his belt:: Either of you need a hand getting out? ::looks between Mr. D'Rall and Smith:: [19:59] M> ::looks to the nurse:: Nurse.. anestatize the patient with Corophizine please. [19:59] <[CRXO_Smith]> Ter> ::starts to stand and winces with pain:: Aw, shit! ::holds himself up on his good leg:: [20:00] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Ter> Still here... ::coughs:: Nice flying. ::lets himself be helped out of the chair by Maiko:: [20:00] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::chuckles:: (m) Under the bay. Never would have thought of that. [20:00] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Ter> ::Helps Smith up:: [20:00] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Ter> I've got him, don't worry. ::smiles thanks to Doctor Reed:: [20:00] =.\ction= On the holotank view of Everon, the smoke rising is getting thicker....the burning is more intense. The few Strike craft that are still in the skies are more erratic then usual...chaos is brewing as the Pfhor define a whole new level of 'out of control' [20:00] 7H> Yes, that is a very good thing. I personally wouldn't want to end up scrubbing the decks with a toothbrush [20:00] <[CRDR_Reed]> Ter> ::nods and moves to help Smith:: Come on, Smithy. You wouldn't want people to think you were less of a bad-ass, would you? [20:00] <[LJHL_D`rall]> ::gingerly helps her father out of the Teresa onto solid ground:: [20:00] Nurse> M> ::nods and injects the paitent with the antibiotical and sedates him for surgery:: [20:00] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:00] *> ::he headed onto the turbolift:: Bridge [20:00] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:00] <[CRXO_Smith]> Ter> ::grabs ahold of Marcy:: Thank, Commander. ::nods to Reed:: You too, Doctor. ::leans on the doc, too:: [20:01] M> ::keeps an eye on prescott's vital signs:: [20:01] TL> ::remains quiet, images of battle still in his mind:: [20:01] <[CRXO_Smith]> Ter> ::glances into the battered cabin:: Anyone seen my false matter sword around? [20:01] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Ter> ::looks down.. :: Here! [20:01] TL> ::looks around the lift:: Analysis? Opinions? How are we doing? [20:01] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Ter> ::tosses it to Smith:: [20:01] +taps+ Mr Farley, have an engineering team beam down the the medical traige area outside Everon, we've got a shuttle down there that needs to be able to return to the ship... [20:01] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:01] <[CRXO_Smith]> Ter> It's the shiny one with "BMF" carved in the handle. [20:01] TL> You've all been awfully quiet this afternoon. [20:01] B> ::Isamu stepped out shortly and he headed to his station headed back to work on his sample data it would take forevor though recatalogging the data for exact numbers:: [20:01] Nurse> M> ::sets up all the monitors and everything, making one last quick check around the bay before she nods:: I think thats all [20:02] M> ::nods to the nurse:: I think we're ready... [20:02] TL> It's quite chaotic. I'm reluctant to give any comment on the outcome. [20:02] <[CRXO_Smith]> Ter> ::catches it and straps it to his belt:: Let's get outta here. [20:02] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> Lt_Torres> Sir, we are approaching the bay. Am beginning active scans now. [20:02] <[LJHL_D`rall]> ::reaches to pull out her tricorder but realizes she left it behind:: [20:02] TL> Even though i'm supposed to be an expert on chaos ^_^ [20:02] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Ter> ::shuts down the shuttlecraft's reactor and rushes out:: [20:02] TL> ::shrugs:: It could be better. Not much we can do at this stage, the Pfhor have nothing to lose and are fighting like it. [20:02] << minus the taps>> [20:02] <[LJHL_D`rall]> ::helps her father to a comfortable sitting position nearby and visually scans the area:: [20:02] <[CRDR_Reed]> Ter> ::smirks:: So you are still using that nickname. ::guides Smith out:: [20:02] Yes sir. ::turns to the consol and gets a team going:: [20:03] CIC> ::continues issuing terse orders, getting a thick perimeter of marines set up around the government district, now teeming with the Hunter reinforcements that emerged from the lake bed and pushed back the Marine assault:: [20:03] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::looks at the view screen:: Anything yet? [20:03] * JuGgAloFlo (~corona_ki@3276d35c.1e624c7d.citlink.net) has joined #uss- coronado [20:03] ::looks to Farley:: The shuttle looks to have a hull breach and an extremly damaged starboard nacelle...you can handle it. [20:03] TL> I think we're doing better considering our position and our disadvantage. [20:03] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::stumbles outta the shuttle and eases to the ground:: Status of Everon medevac? [20:03] Understood sir. [20:03] ::He looked over at Daren piling his datapadds up:: ...whats going on Daren? [20:03] TL> ::nods:: Are we likely to see any tactics of desperation? [20:04] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> Lt_Fox-Wr3> Sir!!! I have two rather large groups exiting the bay and moving into the city perimeter [20:04] 7H> :;checks to make sure we have some cold guiness on tap:: [20:04] * JuGgAloFlo (~corona_ki@3276d35c.1e624c7d.citlink.net) has left #uss- coronado [20:04] * LMCC_Lightbody (~fdeziel@14fd58ce.12a06a62.2b24ce30.cc59707X) has joined #uss-coronado [20:04] TL> ::exits the TL onto deck 7, heading aft:: [20:04] TL> That's just it.... they're barely using cohesive tactics. I'd likely say that they're operating in a communal instinct. [20:04] TL> Already have, the Pfhor pilots are starting to perform suicide runs, that is what got the Teresa [20:04] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +v LMCC_Lightbody [20:05] +taps+ Farley to engineering team 3. Report to transporter room 3. [20:05] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:05] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> Can you take them out? ::listens as Fox fires phasers:: [20:05] =.\ction= One of Coronado's phaser beams lashes out, and hits its target, setting off a secondary explosion! [20:05] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:05] 7> ::follows quietly, listening to the others:: [20:05] ::looks to Dyson:: Whats going on? ::points to the holotank:: That! And we're at Red Alert, please take your station and get to work on scanning Everon and Churchill Downs for hostile signatures. They'd be subterranian so I suggest boosting power to your sensors [20:05] M> ::looks to the nurse:: I need you to use Anabolic Protoplasers to stabilize the current wounds. ::taps a panel, bringing up a surgical unit above the biobed:: [20:05] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> <<:P>> [20:05] Team3> E> +taps+ ACK [20:05] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:05] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:05] 7H> ::smiles and nods as she sees LoraKor walk in:: [20:06] ::rushes around a corner and approaches the semi-intact Theresa on the ground, a fire team of marines pulling up behind him:: Commander Smith? ::his eyes scanning the roadway and buildings:: [20:06] Nurse> M> ::nods and takes the device, moving over to the wound begining to heal the various large parts ot the wound that she can:: [20:06] 7H> it's difficult to say what we can expect. I think we should expect them to behave in very decisive, fast manners. Consider them a cornered predator. [20:06] +taps+ Coronado to Commander Smith....I trust you got home okay...::smiles:: [20:06] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:07] ::he nods:: Yes sir! ::he reinitialized the scanners and began an active sensor sweep of the area:: Recommend launching probe [20:07] 7> ::nods, waving one hand a bit dismissively:: Kamikaze tactics are to be expected. I'm worried about them deciding to blow up a building with hostages in it, or destroying a large portion of Reorsa's civilian population. [20:07] * LMCC_Lightbody is now known as [LMCC_Lightbody] [20:07] M> ::taps the panel on the device over the biobed, monitoring prescott's vital signs:: [20:07] <[CRXO_Smith]> +taps+ Just... fine... Captain. [20:07] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:07] <[LJHL_D`rall]> ::can't help but chuckle at Smith's report:: [20:07] 7> ::glances at Savant and nods:: I feel like we're getting off light. The four of us are supposed to be thinking strategically, not dealing with the details. What would we do in their place? [20:07] <[CRXO_Smith]> +taps+ It was... pretty boring... actually. [20:07] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:07] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> Lt_Fox-Wr3> Rap> ::fires phasers a few more times:: Sorry sir, most made it inside the city [20:07] =.\ction= One of Coronado's phaser beams lashes out, taking a chunk out of the target's portside, scattering debris in a cloud. [20:07] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:07] +taps+ I'm sending a repair team down to handle the Teresa. I recommend you get set up on one of the other shuttles until she;s ready! [20:07] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:07] ::gets the report that team 3 is on there way:: [20:07] 7> That's well in the hands of the officers in the field, Lora, that's their responsibility. They're doing their best ^_^ [20:08] 7H> ::turns and gives Bordeux a smile:: Evening, Miss Bordeux. What's on the menu tonight? [20:08] ::turns to Daren:: Sir the team is on there way down:: [20:08] 7H> I can't think if what I would do. I don't have the instincts to rely on. [20:08] <[CRDR_Reed]> +taps+ Captain, Smith, one of the Marines, and D'Rall's father all need immediate shipboard medical attention. [20:08] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:08] 7H> ::manages to get a few more drinks done:: ah, what would you like? would you like a guiness to start? [20:08] M> ::nods and looks at the nurse:: ok... use nanosurgeons on the deeper wounds ::taps the panel on the surgery cone device over prescott:: [20:08] <[CRXO_Smith]> +taps+ Right. And next time, sir, you can have the boring job. ::chuckles wryly:: [20:08] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:08] 7H> ::drums his fingers on the bar:: Agreed, Savant, but I'd like to be able to try to predict their actions. Responding to their actions can be done in the field, true, but not predicting them. [20:08] 7H> ::follows into 7th, glancing around the nearly empty lounge:: [20:09] <[CRXO_Smith]> Ribs can hold out, Doctor. Just get my leg working again. [20:09] <[LJHL_D`rall]> ::to Smith:: The Diana should suffice, and it would save time rather than calling in one of the more remote teams [20:09] ::nods:: Feel free to lead the team yourself Mr. Farley...wouldn't want you to get too overworked or anything. That reminds me, How's Coro? [20:09] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::nods:: Prep the ship for launch. You have ten minutes. [20:09] 7H> ::turns back to Bordeux:: Sounds lovely. ::smiles and suddenly decides to just sit at the bar:: May as well keep you company. Not much business, I see. [20:09] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::nods as he watches for a few seconds more:: +com+ Wayne to Ironside. Two groups of Hounds just made it inside the city perimeter on the bay side. [20:09] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:09] Nurse> M> ::begins the final prep on the nanosurgeons and gives the doctor a nod:: they are all ready doctor.. [20:10] <[LCTC_Marcy]> ::heads over to Diana with D`rall:: [20:10] 7H> Their choice of actions are unpredictable militarily, but I don't believe they're operating in that fashion any longer. I've been doing something of a psychological study of the troops, however, and I'm getting closer to seeing their motives. [20:10] <[LJHL_D`rall]> ::trots off towards the Diana, relieving the pilot assigned to her:: [20:10] CIC> +com+ Roger that, Colonel. If you can hit them without causing significant collateral damage to the existing structures in the area, that would be helpful. [20:10] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:10] 7H> ::laughs:: that kinda happens during a red alert. Shouldn't you be up on the bridge yourself ::pours the guiness into a pint glass:: [20:10] * Entc_Senik (~SBjornson@1b415a10.1fbd6a28.ns.sympatico.ca) has left #uss-coronado [20:10] <[LCTC_Marcy]> ::slips into the copilot's seat again:: [20:10] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:10] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:11] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Dia> ::enters the craft and begins the pre-flight check:: Commander, could you get the Diana's systems powered up for flight? [20:11] So far she's holder together preatty good. ::gets up:: I shall leave you now if there's nothing else. [20:11] 7H> ::Savant took a stool beside the Admiral, resting her arms against the bar in a casual nammer:: [20:11] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Dia> ::powers up reactor:: [20:11] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Dia> Sure [20:11] 7H> ::slides onto a bar stool:: [20:11] 7H> Not my job to tell Daren how to do his. ::smiles crookedly:: We weren't doing much more than watching up there. [20:11] M> ::begins to use the nanosurgeeons to repair the deep wounds on the side of Prescott's body, monintoring his vital signs on the device over the biobed:: [20:11] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::looks at Fox:: You heard him. Try and be very surgical [20:11] 7H> Drexler, you're still being damned quiet. Your species has been in a similar circumstance to these troops. [20:11] 7H> What did your people do? [20:12] M> ::turns to the nurse briefly:: hes going to need another blood transfusion... [20:12] =.\ction= Somewhere in Everon, a baby cries out for it's mother in terror, it chokes on thick black smoke... [20:12] 7H> ::gives the guiness to LoraKor:: sounds like dinner time to me. How about a steak dinner with all the fixings? [20:12] <[CRDR_Reed]> ::moves over to Smith:: Smithy, you need delicate protoplaser and osteotractor treatment that I'm simply not prepared to administer here. You need to go back to the ship. [20:12] ::Isamu was currently taking in all the data at once and he grumbled trying to make sense of it all so he decluttered the sensors and refocused the data on a completley random area of everon:: [20:12] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> Lt_Fox-Wr3> Rap> ::fires phasers:: [20:12] =.\ction= One of Coronado's phaser beams lashes out, which hammers the target square on, nearly sending it tumbling. [20:12] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:12] 7H> ::Savant winced slightly at the Admiral's choice of discussion, and glanced at Drexler gingerly:: [20:12] ::looks to Dyson:: Got that scan up yet? [20:12] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Dia> ::watches her board's diagnostics come through in flying colors:: Diagnostics are a go here. We powered up? [20:12] ::enters TL:: TR3 [20:12] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:12] Nurse> M> Yes doctor.. ::moves over and begins to synthasize the new blood:: [20:12] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::yawns, the anti-toxin working through his system:: Doc, I'm not going back to the ship until my duty here is done. Now fix my damn leg or I'll fix it myself. [20:12] 7H> Hm. ::contemplates his recent calorie intake and grimaces:: I'd better not. Chinese chicken salad? [20:13] M> ::monitors the nanosurgeon's work, tapping the console:: [20:13] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Dia> Lemme see.. Navagation, check, tactical, check, operations, check.. all good. [20:13] TR 3> ::enters and steps on the pad:: Same place as my team please. [20:13] <[CRDR_Reed]> Don't make me pull medical authority on you, Smithy. [20:13] 7H> ::sighs:: Perhaps, sir, but I would rather have this done with. Call me impatient, but I want to get to the rebuilding process. [20:13] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Dia> ::nods:: And I'm set here. +taps+ D'rall to Commander Smith, the Diana's ready to go. [20:13] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:14] Nurse> M> ::the blood having finished, brings it over and sets it up for transfusion on the surgical bed:: blood transfusion going in now doctor [20:14] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::looks up at Reed and smirks:: Come a little closer, Doc. Let me explain it to you. [20:14] =.\ction= A tight network of Marines and Armour now encircle the government district. The large force of Hounds and Hunters inside make probing attacks on the lines, but for the most part, appear to be digging in for a siege. North, in Everon, two Platoons of marines fight a running battle with pockets of resistance while pulling as many civilians as possible out of the city. [20:14] 7H> ::nods:: good choice. I'll bring it right up, sir ::turns to the holodeck and places the order:: [20:14] =.\ction= Evac Shuttles continue to land and take off over Everon running back between war-torm areas and biobeds in tents. [20:14] M> ::nods to the nurse;: thank you.. ::taps the console and turns back to monitor the nanosurgeons:: [20:14] TR 3> ::demat:remat:: [20:14] 7H> ::nods and turns back to Drexler:: [20:14] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::monitors Fox watching as a phaser would lash out at specific targets:: Torres, assist with transporters. Get the civilians out of the area. [20:15] 7H> We can't very well rebuild, though, if they decide to nuke the city. ::pauses:: Do they have weapons of mass destruction? [20:15] * Entc_Senik (~SBjornson@1b415a10.1fbd6a28.ns.sympatico.ca) has joined #uss-coronado [20:15] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Entc_Senik [20:15] * LCen_Farley is now known as [LCen_Farley] [20:15] ::He turned to Daren:: looks like there pulling the Civilians out but there are pockets everywhere [20:15] 7H> I think the Hunters and Hounds and the like will be vulnerable to tactical feignts, myself. They can be separated, surprised, and outmaneuvered easily. They've lost a vast majority of their intelligence networks. [20:15] <[CRDR_Reed]> ::offers Smith a rather bemused look, listening to his whisper:: I don't have an osteotractor down here, Smithy. ::waves the medkit:: Not part of this thing. So unless the triage facility has one, you're going back to the ship. [20:15] 7H> They have the capacity, at least. [20:15] <[LCen_Farley]> ::looks around at the area:: Report! [20:15] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::nods:: Check. Please. [20:15] the Government buildings are encircled with heavy troop contingencies and armor as well [20:15] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:15] 7h> ::mutters:: okay holodeck...no mess ups...Computer, chinese chicken salad [20:16] <[CRXO_Smith]> +taps+ Give me a few moments, Lieutenant. [20:16] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:16] ::nods to Dyson:: Where's the highest concntrations of hostiles? Keep the crews of those shuttles informed...we're their best eyes from our position up here... [20:16] 7H> Computer> Selection, not recognized... [20:16] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Dia> ::drums her fingers on the helm:: +taps+ Understood sir, but the longer we wait... [20:16] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:16] 7H> The blind have a tendency to lash out irrationally. ::glances at Ma'Aru:: What about it, Commander? What are the Hunters' options for something really destructive? [20:16] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Dia> ::leaves the rest of the obvious outcome out:: [20:16] ::He nods relaying the data:: there sir ::he pulls it up on the holotank:: [20:16] im picking up anothre group of 3 signals, they are breaking atmostphere in 3 minutes [20:16] 7H> grr.....Computer, chinese chicken salad ::watches as the salad materializes:: [20:16] M> ::looks to the nurse as the transfusion finishes:: 60 % repaired... ::taps the console:: [20:16] <[CRXO_Smith]> +taps+ I'm well aware. Take a couple Marines and a medic and start your first Run. Mr. Marcy has command. [20:16] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:16] <[LCen_Farley]> ::gets the report:: Very good, lets get this bird ready to fly. [20:17] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Dia> Alright then, take us up. [20:17] <> [20:17] <[CRDR_Reed]> ::gestures towards the triage facility's door:: After you, Smithy. [20:17] Nurse> M> hes holding stabile doctor, vital signs stable [20:17] CIC> +com+ Churchill Downs forces, begin movement into the government district. Clear each and every building as you go and do not leave anything behind you, or under you. Maintain cover within structures and supressing fire down the roadways. Evacuate any civilians to Reunion Square. Eliminate all hostiles - take no prisoners. [20:17] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:17] =.\ction= Sentik's console reports true....three new signals rising from the planet begin homing in on the Coronado. [20:17] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:17] 7H> :;picks up the salad and brings it back to the bar:: here ya go Admiral...hopefully that will take your mind off of work for a few [20:17] M> ::nods:: good...keep him monitored. [20:17] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::glances at his broken leg:: How 'bout - together. ::extends a hand for help up:: [20:17] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Dia> ::watches the Marines and a medic board, then fires the thrusters, getting the ship up to a stable flight altitude:: Where to Commander? ::looks at Marcy:: [20:17] ::turns:: Helm, break orbit...evasive maneuvers. Sentik, ready weapons! [20:18] * LCS2_Ma`Aru (~kari@36391f10.296d6466.rapidsys.com) Quit (Ping timeout) [20:18] ::He rechecks his sensors:: Sir ...we have incoming ...3 missile like weapons [20:18] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Dia> Lets go to Churchill Downs on this run. [20:18] <> [20:18] <[CRDR_Reed]> ::takes the hand and puts in on his shoulder:: Don't try to run away, or I might be inclined to give you a few more broken ribs for good measure. ::suppresses a grin:: [20:19] <[LCTC_Marcy]> Dia> Nah..too far.. Will take to long.. Everon it is then <<=P>> [20:19] 7H> ::smiles at Bordeux:: Thank you. ::pauses, considering:: Petty Officer, do you mind a somewhat impertinent question? [20:19] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Dia> ::nods:: The Downs it is. ::punches the throttle, zipping the shuttle away from the triage center due south:: [20:19] 7h> Depends on the question, sir ::smiles:: [20:19] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> MJ_Rose-Wr2> +com+ Rose to Wayne. Am in contact with a dozen Hounds coming from the bay. Suggest we concentrate on cutting them off. [20:19] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:19] <[CRXO_Smith]> ::chuckles:: Doctor, when this is over, remind me to buy you a brewery. [20:19] 7H> ::Savant observed the thre rising signals with interest as she sat. She conjured up a holographic glass of something or other (it was fizzy and clear) and watched with an expression of mild amusement:: [20:19] =.\ction= Coronado's impulse engines engage and the three signals finally break atmosphere...three Pfhor Strike craft! [20:19] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:20] <[LCen_Farley]> ::gets into the hull breach with the rest of the team:: [20:20] <[CRDR_Reed]> ::helps Smith into the triage facility, looking around at the people within -- most of their injuries not very severe:: [20:20] ::Readies weapons:: [20:20] 7H> ::stabs the salad with a fork, more playing with it at this point than eating it:: What are the crew's impressions? Things have happened so fast... are they keeping up? What's the general feel of the ship? [20:20] <[CRXO_Smith]> Good to see we're doing some good, eh, Doctor? [20:20] ::looks at the images of the ships in the holotank:: Very strange....Dyson, scan those ships. [20:20] 7H> I can't ask the new CMO -- he'd no doubt swat me for not using the chain of command, and he'd be absolutely correct in doing so. [20:20] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> +com+ Have your Raptor move in from the sea side, Major. We will move meet near the shore line. [20:20] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:20] <[LJHL_D`rall]> Dia> ::checks her board:: Wait a second... [20:20] =.\ction= Marines and Armour begin tightening their grip around the Government District, advancing carefully into enemy held territory. It isn't long before active firefights are reported in nearly location along the advancing lines. [20:20] <[CRDR_Reed]> Nurse> MTF> Can I help...oh, Doctor. Can we help you? [20:20]