[19:03] Ships have been coming in to Reor and heading back out a couple of weeks later in a sheepish way. Rumor has it that the Admirals don't know how to proceed, and might even be waiting for another attack before looking for causes. [19:03] After not sleeping at all yesterday [19:03] There. Now you know what your character would hear in a bar. ;) [19:03] * Kari is now known as CRco_Ma`Aru [19:04] Ahh, that's the one. Thanks, Fras :) [19:04] ::nods:: [19:04] * Jester is now known as RAGC_LoraKor [19:04] * McC is now known as CRDR_Reed [19:04] Captain, let's get moving. :) [19:04] Could've just asked me in the first place, y'know. ;-) [19:04] * Sonya is now known as CREN_Oswald [19:04] I don't know what you do and don't have ;) [19:05] #uss-coronado-ooc [19:05] Yeah, but weigh the probability. ;-) [19:05] Granted [19:05] hi Ryan [19:05] hi everyone [19:05] ::nudges Chris:: [19:05] Captain Daren, whenever you feel like waking up. ;) [19:06] LCARS, let's get this party started while the good Captain tries to think up a witty opening line. [19:06] Chris, get off the phone with whichever one of your hos you're talking to and sim :P [19:06] =.\= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM START =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= =.\= [19:06] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:06] ::attn:: [19:06] ::attn:: [19:06] ::attn:: [19:06] * CRXO_Tal snaps to attention. [19:06] ::Attn:: [19:06] ::attn:: [19:06] ::attn:: [19:06] ::attn:: [19:06] ::attn:: [19:06] Bah. ;) You get the idea. ;) [19:06] :;attn:: [19:06] ::attn:: [19:06] ::snickers:: [19:06] Anyway, welcome everyone. :) What can I say, I never use that command. Here, let me do it properly so that LCARS ends up in sim mode: [19:06] * CoroLCARS =/\= RAGC_LoraKor has called: ATTENTION ON DECK =/\= [19:06] * CoroLCARS changes topic to '=/\= U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901... http://www.jestertrek.com/coro2400/ =/\= Sim in progress! =-= Coronado sims at 9:00pm ET Mondays, with an after-sim most weeks immediately following!' [19:06] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [19:07] * CRXO_Tal snaps to attention. [19:07] Aggie, you're a dork ;) [19:07] whoa [19:07] There we go. Here's tonight's briefing, brought to you by Ginko products. Don't let your CO start a sim without them. [19:07] =Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... [19:07] Stardate 240306.09: "Reunion Day", Part 1, story by Jester. [19:07] SUMMARY: A quiet interlude, and questions of existence. [19:07] Coronado has finally left Xanadu, but she hasn't gone for. The ship is now in orbit of Reor'sa, while Admiral Lora Kor meets with representatives from the various Defender fleets regarding the recent attack at the asteroid-starship, and the sensor logs from Chimaera and Cerberus. [19:07] Both of the Defiant-class warships have been towed to Reor orbit, though Chimaera is badly crippled. Cerberus can be salvaged and put back into service fairly quickly, but first there is a grim and very spooky clean-up job that needs to be done before the ship can fly. [19:07] The larger questions, however, are likely to be very complicated. The Defender fleets are still badly crippled by the final days of the war with the Pfhor, and if someone or something has stepped into the power vacuum left by the Hegemony, we might not be able to fight back... [19:07] Briefing complete. [19:07] ack [19:07] * CRXO_Tal acknowledges with a crisp salute. [19:07] ack [19:07] ack [19:07] ack [19:07] * Chris is now known as CPCO_Daren [19:07] ackety ack [19:07] ack [19:08] ack [19:08] ack [19:08] ack [19:08] ack [19:08] ackity ack [19:09] As I mentioned, there are currently representative ships from virtually every Defender fleet in orbit of the planet. Lora Kor comes aboard Coro from time to time, but he doesn't speak to anyone but his staff and never stays for very long. Rumors are swirling around that the various Admirals don't know what to do and as I said, might just be waiting for another attack. [19:09] In the meantime, the various ships have little more to do than wait and wonder just what might be going on. [19:09] ::raises:: [19:09] ::raises:: [19:10] Doctor Reed? [19:10] So basically, the Admirals have run out of things to fight, so they're twiddling their thumbs? [19:10] *snickers* [19:10] that's hitting the nail on the head -_- [19:10] If you have suggestions for them, feel free to barge in. I'm sure they're looking for someone to lash out at. [19:10] ;) [19:10] Lieutenant D'rall? [19:11] * CRco_Ma`Aru is now known as [CRco_Ma`Aru] [19:11] The crew been given permission to take leave on Reor'sa? Or are we being cooped up onboard while waiting for the admirals to take their collective heads from out of their.... [19:11] um... well, you know. [19:11] No, the crews have leave, but most of the fast ships (including Coro) are on 15-minute standby. Anyone further than that risks being left behind. [19:11] From out of their PADDs. Can't spend all day reading 'em after all. [19:12] ie, if an attack comes, they apparently want to send the lot into the fray. ;) [19:12] Any other questions? [19:12] ::raises:: [19:12] Captain? [19:12] Meetings on the surface of the planet...yes? Not in ships in orbit? [19:12] ::raises:: [19:13] On the surface, yes. Commander Farley? [19:13] Are all engineering problems solved? [19:14] ::mutters:: Are they ever? [19:14] Pretty much, yes. You've probably been pretty nervous about the warp core and the like, but Coro made it here under her own power and the diagnostics say everything's fine. [19:14] (For what it's worth. ;) ) [19:14] Any other questions? [19:15] Right. Sim time. :) [19:15] =.\= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM START =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= =.\= [19:15] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:15] 7H> ::sits at a table in the lounge, sipping at a coffee out of a cup, an empty breakfast plate in front of him as he reads a PADD in his other hand:: [19:15] I heard that Tal! :-p [19:15] * CRXO_Tal is now known as [CRXO_Tal] [19:15] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> RR> ::sits in her readyroom on the Cerberus, looking over presonel files:: [19:15] 7H>::enters seventh heaven and takes a seat across from her father:: morning sir [19:15] Q> ::sighs from her couch in her quarters, on leave:: [19:15] =.\ction= Coronado begins her 542nd orbit since arriving on Reor. The various ships in orbit change positions from time to time, as their helmspeople become bored or interested in other ships. [19:15] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:15] ::Savant stayed in the computers of the fleet and Reor, watching patiently as the story unfolded. She was feeling a little detached from current events, but was still following along closely. At present, she was acting as a data recorder for the admiral's meeting:: [19:15] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::exits a building on Reor'sa, her face a hardened, emotionless mask:: [19:16] ::steps out of the Ready Room and onto the Bridge:: [19:16] 7H> ::looks up from the PADD, eyebrow raised:: Sir? [19:16] ::standing at Tactical on the bridge reading through the operating instructions as a refresher:: [19:16] =Description= At the moment, Coronado has one of the high orbit slots. A Camelynian cruiser is visible below her in a lower orbit, while a Loktai automated fleet carrier holds a very similar orbit to Coro, but 21,000km aft. [19:16] MB> ::grunts:: Again!!! ::looks around with a frown at the men disasembling their rifles:: [19:16] 7H>::shrugs:: [19:17] 7H> what did you want me to call you? [19:17] ::looks up at the Captain:: Hello Captain. [19:17] Q> ::takes the PADD she is reading and flips it across the room, aiming for an imaginary spot on the wall and missing:: [19:17] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::tucks the padd she is carrying into one of her uniform jacket's ubiquitous internal pockets:: [19:17] 7H> ::picks up the last piece of bacon and pops it into his mouth:: I'd like you to call me whatever you feel comfortable calling me, which in the past most certainly hasn't been "sir". ::smiles slightly as he chews:: [19:18] MO> ::snoozes quietly in the chair in his office, the door locked:: [19:18] 7H>::smiles at Ironside;: yes daddy [19:18] ::turns to Shar:: Lieutenant, bring the ship to Yellow Alert please, have all Security personnel on board come to level 2 internal security protocol please. This is not a drill... [19:18] <[CRXO_Tal]> +taps+ Coronado, from Tal. [19:18] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:18] Q> ::lies back down:: Dangit Clarence, you just HAD to get me to say what I said, didn't you? [19:18] 7H> ::snorts and looks back at his PADD:: So I take it you enjoyed your three week furlough? Enjoyed life away from the 'death trap' that is engineering? [19:18] ::moves for the Command Chair and takes a seat:: [19:19] 7H>;:nods:: it was wonderful... got a few novels read... [19:19] ::snaps too:: Aye Sir. ::sends out the command for Yellow alert and waits for security to report in:: [19:19] ::Savant kept herself distributed, spread across the netowkrs..taking in a sea of information and processing it all, pulling anything pertinent out to give it a brief look before continuing:: [19:19] <[CRXO_Tal]> <> [19:19] =.\ction= The automatic alert warning sounds as Coronado's alert status changes to yellow . [19:19] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:19] 7H> worked on my pet projects.... it was very relaxing... especially seeing how nothing happened during... [19:19] ::notes an incoming hail:: Captain, I have an incoming hail from Commander Tal... [19:20] 7H> ::flips the page on the report:: What sorts of projects are you...::looks up as the ship status changes:: [19:20] 7H>;:frowns at the yellow alert::.... that time... ::swears under her breath;: oh sure... here we go again.. [19:20] ::nods:: Put the Commander On Screen, please... [19:20] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::looks about the square in Churchill Downs:: [19:20] 7H> +taps+ Bridge, from Flag. Report please. [19:20] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:20] Q> ::hears the alert signal go off and she looks at the door in fustration:: Oh for crying out loud... ::holds hands to head trying to not hear the alert signal:: [19:20] MB> ::frowns and moves over to his nearby console and begins getting a status report from his man at the Mission Ops console:: [19:20] ::nods:: Aye Sir on screen. ::acknowledges the hail and puts it to the main screen:: All security personnel reporting Level 2 standby Captain. [19:21] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> RR> ::continues to move through the files, pulling together a potential security team at present:: [19:21] =Description= Those who are at work aboard Cerberus or Chimaera come home to Coro and then often drink heavily. When they do speak, they speak of crew members tied to their consoles by some kind of spiderweb filaments, their faces locked in silent screams. [19:21] 7H> ::walked in, tugging at her uniform and making her way to the replicator for a glass of tea:: [19:21] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::me feels her padd in her jacket vibrate:: What the - ? [19:21] +taps+ Bridge here General, Lieutenant Shar responding. [19:21] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:21] Q> ::closes her eyes, chanting:: Everything is okay... everything is okay... there can't possibly be another crisis... even if I *HATE* being stuck on medical leave... [19:21] +Com+ Commander, you had something? [19:21] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:21] * LCen_Farley is now known as [LCen_Farley] [19:22] * [CRXO_Tal] pulls the padd out and glances down at the display, now showing Daren's smiling face. [19:22] 7H> ::pauses:: +taps+ Report please, Lieutenant. [19:22] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:22] Log> ::Savant's hologram sat in her Logistics office behind the CIC, as she had gotten into the habit of doing while working heavily.. She had her feet up on the desk and her fingers laced together on top of her stomach [19:22] +taps+ Captain's ordered us to Level 2 internal security protocals General. At the moment that's all I know. All security personel reporting in and standing by. [19:22] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:22] <[LCen_Farley]> E> ::works on getting ruptured systems patched up:: This is really creepy. I've been through this before! [19:23] 7H> +taps+ Put me through to him please. [19:23] 7H> ::looks at the others in the lounge and smiles slightly as she sips her tea:: [19:23] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:23] CIC> ::steps into CIC and down to the holotables:: [19:23] <[CRXO_Tal]> +taps+ It was nothing really, sir. I was just trying to locate Admiral Kor. I've been trying to meet with him for the past 5 weeks, but so far I haven't been able to make contact. [19:23] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:23] +taps+ He's currently responding to a hail from Commander Tal General, would you like to wait or can I take a message? [19:23] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:23] 7H> ::looks at his daughter:: You don't have anything to do with this, do you? ::smirks:: [19:24] Q> ::forces herself to calm down and taking the advice given to her, taps her fingers just behind her cochlear cavity:: Plexing... what stupid moron came up with that name... [19:24] 7H>::humphs:: yea right... I personally like the break... [19:24] CIC> Savant? I'm back... well, you probably knew that already. [19:24] 7H> I went down a looked at jobs on the planet.. [19:24] CIC> ::goes back to the replicator and gets a drink:: [19:24] Log> ::She let out a slight breath and looked up at a blinking terminal, showing the fleet summary.:: [19:24] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Yellow Alert . [19:24] Q> ::gets up and paces around the room, continuing to tap:: [19:24] CIC> ::savant replied to Drexler, though her hologram was in her office,:: Welcome back, Sieven. [19:24] 7H> +taps+ I'd like to know why he has taken the ship to yellow alert, Lieutenant. [19:25] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:25] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::smiles cordially to a passing human child who has obviously never seen a Romulan before:: [19:25] 7H> Jobs? I thought we had discussed this... [19:25] +Com+ I doubt now would be the proper time Commander, I'm giving you a new assignment however. ::to Tal:: Take a small Security team, I'll have Mr. Shar beam one or two men to your location at once. Lend support to the local Security staff...I want every precaution taken to protect the Admiral meetings, Commander. [19:25] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:25] <[LCen_Farley]> E> ::cleans off another panel off the webbing around it:: [19:25] +taps+ Understood General, I'll let him know you are waiting to speak with him sir. [19:25] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:25] 7H> ::notices no one talking to her and leans on the bar, siping her tea:: [19:25] Captain, General Ironside wishes to speak with you sir. [19:26] 7H>yea... but I figured there wasn't any harm in looking... [19:26] Q> ::throws her arm down in disgust, pacing:: [19:26] <[CRXO_Tal]> +com+ Of course, sir. Will Mr. Marcy be joining us? Shall I have Dr. Reed go ahead and send down extra body bags? [19:26] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:26] 7H> Hrm. Indeed. [19:26] ::turns to Shar:: Lieutenant, have two from Beta Team report to Commander Tal on Reorsa please...::stands and nods:: +Taps+ This is Captain Daren, General... [19:26] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:26] CIC> ::sits down at the holotable:: The fleet adjutants got together and hammered out some morale issues, logistic ideas... Commander Shorak requested Vulcan cuisine, so I may need to visit sickbay at some point later... otherwise it was a fairly boring meeting. [19:26] +taps+ Captain, why are we at yellow alert? [19:26] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:26] Log> ::Savant closed her eyes and seemed to drift off, her consciousness dissapated enough that most of her thoughts were elsewhere. The hologram slept as her focus thin:: [19:26] CIC> ... waiting to hear back from Tebrun now. Hopefully the admirals are discussing more important subjects. [19:27] =.\ction= Three Apori rifts open at the edge of the system. [19:27] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:27] CIC> They are, Sieven. The mood is a little tense. [19:27] 7H> ::nods to Ironside and smiled:: [19:27] *> ::storms out into the hall, heading for the turbolift:: [19:27] CIC> ::Savant refocused the CIC displays to show the incoming rifts:: [19:27] =.\ction= Apori escort destroyers emerge from the rifts and begin the fall toward Reor'sa. [19:27] Aye sir. ::sends a message down to Beta Team:: Captain, I've got three Apori rifts opening at the edge of the system! [19:27] CIC> Long time no see, eh? ::eyes the Apori ships:: [19:27] MB> ::looks at the report comming down that his Mission Ops man doesnt know why the ship is at Yellow Alert either:: (m) what the hell is going on... ::looks back at his men:: suit up, this could be a lot of everything or nothing at all ::exits into the corridor:: [19:27] +taps+ Heightened state of alert regarding the current situation on the planet General, all the Admirals in one close proximity...I wouldn't want to be caught with my pants down should anything...::notices the rifts opening in the Holotank display::....happen. [19:27] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:27] CIC> Think I should hail them? [19:28] CIC> Negative, let Reor'sa Command handle that. [19:28] CIC> Mm, true. Still, it's always such a delight to speak with the Apori. [19:28] TL> Deck 8. ::shuffles from foot to foot:: [19:28] ::turns to Shar:: Full Scan Lieutenat, open hailing frequencies. I wasn't aware Apori were on the guest list, but I suppose anything is possible... [19:28] =Description= "Underneath" Coro, the Camelynian ship pulls "ahead" and is replaced by a Boratis ship of an unfamiliar design coming up "below and aft." [19:28] +com+ Commander Tal, your security team should be at your location. [19:28] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:28] +taps+ Captain, taking this ship to yellow alert automatically takes one of the marine companies to full alert status, and the other to hot standby. Unless you are planning to deploy them, you may wish to have Major Prescot override those automated status changes. [19:29] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:29] 7H> [19:29] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::kneels down to talk to the child, the young one's eyes filled with amazement and a hint of fear:: [19:29] 7H> ::sighs and sits down:: [19:29] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Yellow Alert . [19:29] *> ::bounds out of the turbolift and into the recreation center, heading immediately for the sparring corner:: [19:29] 7H> ::shakes his head at his daughter:: Since when does maintaining vigilance require yellow alert? [19:29] CIC> Savant, place fleet commo on speakers, please. [19:29] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> RR> ::notes the arrival of the Apori ships on her screen, inbetween the files of two Lt. Sec officers:: [19:29] +taps+ I'll alert Mr. Prescot to proceed at his discretion regarding that... [19:30] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:30] CIC> What an interesting Boratis ship that is. . . - ah, of course, Sieven. [19:30] 7H>:;shrugs:: [19:30] <[CRXO_Tal]> What are you? You look like a Vulcan... but you have a funny forehead. [19:30] Scanning Captain, hailing frequencies open as well sir. ::scans the Apori vessels:: [19:30] ::Savant connected the audio system of the CIC with the transievers and opened a commuications line:: [19:30] TL> ::leans against the wall and wonders what the hell is going on up there;: [19:30] 7H> ::looks at her father:: don't you ever get tired of this life? [19:30] 7H> +taps+ Very well. Flag out. [19:30] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:30] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::smiles:: +taps+ Confirmed, Coronado, I've spotted the security squad's arrival. Tal out. [19:30] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:30] 7H> ::walks over to Ironside:: I hope im not interupting... [19:31] 7H> Unfortunately, given the information I've uncovered regardi....::stops, looks up:: [19:31] CIC> ::listens to the commo feed, waiting for the Apori ship to be contacted by Reor'sa Command:: [19:31] =.\ction= Two men from Beta Security shift materialize 8 feet from Commander Tal on Reorsa... [19:31] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:31] 7H> Yes, Doctor? [19:31] RC> ::twists her wrist to the side, the stave falling into her hand and extending:: Computer, sparring program Maiko 2, level 3. ::assumes the ready stance:: Begin. [19:32] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::turns to the child:: I am a Romulan. My race shares the same history as the Vulcans for many thousands of years. But... we left Vulcan to try some new things. That was a very long time ago, however. [19:32] ::grunts as he moves into the bridge and spies the Captain:: Sir. What is our status for YEllow alert? [19:32] <[LCen_Farley]> E> ::conts checking systems:: [19:32] <[CRXO_Tal]> Your skin looks green. [19:32] 7H> ::chuckles:: Just watching you with your daughter..how old is she? [19:32] ::notes the arrival of Major Prescot:: Captain, I'm not detecting anything abnormal from the Apori. [19:33] +taps+ Daren to Prescot, Major...::turns:: Ah Major...I've raised the ships alert level in light of the situation on the planet. Your marines and their standby readiness is at your disposal, of course. [19:33] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::stands and pats the little boy on the head:: Because my blood is green. Now run along, child. I have work to do. [19:33] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:33] CIC> ::Savant commented idly as the scanners in the room swept slowly:: The mood on the ship is very odd today. [19:33] ::bows at the opponent, then immediately launches an overhead attack, stepping towards the opponent to give it more force:: [19:33] 7H> ::looks over at Zunite, and raises an eyebrow:: I believe she can answer that herself... [19:33] =.\ction= Over the CIC speakers: "...Light, you are cleared for approach vector 317. Ambassador Iktakto'na'ri, your presence is requested in the meeting hall, transport coordinates to follow. Foe Hammer, you are cleared for departure..." There's more, but it's pretty mundane stuff. [19:33] ::nods in Shars direction:: Very well, keep a very close eye...all parts of the star system please. [19:33] 7H> Im sorry.. I didnt mean to be rude. [19:34] 7H>::looks at Dyson:: I'm 21 [19:34] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::tugs at her jacket's hem as she turns to face the two security officers:: Well, looks like all the Admirals will survive this day. Come with me. [19:34] <[LCen_Farley]> E> ::sees everything is going on schedule so heads up to meet with Ma'Aru:: [19:34] ::Savant lodged a request with Defender Computer Sciences to have a team sent to the two reposessed Defiant ships re-programmed:: [19:34] CIC> ::waves hand to close the comm channel:: Thanks. [19:34] RC> ::has the blow deflected, slipping around to the right and crouching to improvise a block:: [19:34] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:34] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Yellow Alert . [19:34] 7H> I didnt mean to be rude... ::sighs:: maybe i should check on my own daughter...shes barely 1. [19:34] Log> ::In the logistics office, some light classical music turned on, carrying a slightly synthetic tone, and Savant seemed to relax, even as she worked:: [19:34] Aye Captain. Sir, apparently the Apori have already been contacted by command and have elected to ignore our hail. [19:34] CIC> ::drums his fingers on the table:: [19:34] <> [19:34] CIC> Certainly. ::She closed the connection:: [19:35] CIC> ::glances at the chronometer:: Hm. [19:35] ::nods:: On the guest list then...would be my assumption. [19:35] ::nods:: Sir.. ::moves over to his Mission Ops console and sits down, putting one of his Companys on standby, the other to stay near the barracks but nothing else:: [19:35] =.\ction= On the far side of the planet, a Camelynian destroyer is visible breaking orbit. [19:35] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:36] CIC> ::Savant panned the camera over to the Camelynian ship, freezing the image as the sun crested the horizon of the planet:: . . .that's a lovely picture. [19:36] RC> ::sweeps the short edge of her stave towards her foe's feet, hoping to knock him off balance; he counters by hopping over the sweep, pole outstretched horizontally in his hands as it swings towards Maiko's midsection:: [19:36] 7H> ::sits at a nearby table, running her hand over the rim of her glass:: [19:36] <[LCen_Farley]> ::knocks on the ready room door:: [19:37] CIC> ::She continues idly:: the Boratis certainly are coming along quickly. Very friendly people, don't you think? [19:37] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> RR> ::looks up at the sound:: Come on in. [19:37] 7H> ::to Zunite:: As I was saying - I've begun to wonder whether or not this life is mine. [19:37] RC> ::grunts as it hits her, numbing her entire side and knocking her off balance:: [19:37] =.\ction= The Camelynian ship jumps to warp in a generally easterly direction. [19:37] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:37] ::checks over the incoming scan results for the system:: [19:37] 7H>:;frowns at Ironside:: what/ [19:37] <[LCen_Farley]> ::enters RR:: Morning maam, or is it afternoon? [19:38] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::moves back towards the building she exited moments before:: Your names? [19:38] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> RR> ::smiles:: Hello Jack. How's engineering? [19:38] RC> ::grimaces in pain, the safety parameters having been decreased slightly:: Lousy ::grits as she forces herself back two steps, trading ground for time to prepare for a defense:: [19:39] <[LCen_Farley]> RR> It could use a dozen cleaners. But it will be fine. [19:39] ::sets the computer to do sequential scans on a regular basis until further notice:: [19:39] CIC> I suppose. [19:39] MO> ::opens his eyes slightly, glancing around his office, and specifically at his screen to see if he's received any messages:: [19:39] 7H> ::sighs and stands, leaving the lounge and entering a turbolift:: [19:39] 7H> ::signs slightly and turns the PADD over to his daughter:: Stardate 240012.04. So much as most people remember, there was only a brief appearance of the delta command imperative. Some, however, tell an entirely different picture. One where the command imperative led to a series of serious temporal events, during which I was killed and...reborn...copied...as some...omniscient force. [19:39] <[CRXO_Tal]> Petty Officer Donos, ma'am. And this is Crewman Janson. [19:39] <[LCen_Farley]> RR> REminds me of the time I got stuck in the fighter before the war started. [19:39] 7H> Yet...::holds out his hands:: ...here I am. [19:39] RC> ::brings up the stave to a diagonal defense, having lost concentration, gripping it at both ends:: [19:39] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Yellow Alert . [19:39] CIC> How are you feeling, Sieven? [19:39] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> RR> Good deal. You had any trouble with the natives? [19:39] Q> ::walks into her quarters and sinks onto the sofa with a book, thumbing through the pages idly:: [19:40] 7H>::reads over the PADD:: [19:40] <[LCen_Farley]> RR> So far everyone has worked together ok. [19:40] RC> ::ducks the oncoming blow, levelling the stave and shoving out in front of her, stiking the foe's shins, sending him tumbling forward:: [19:40] CIC> ::smiles:: I'm all right, I guess. Things have been down right sleepy around here lately. [19:40] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::nods:: Gentlemen, the security at this meeting already tight. We are providing support should the need come. You may consider this duty to be light, unless otherwise instructed. [19:40] ::wonders if COmmander Marcy's three week shore leave was by choice or under orders, checks over the internal security reports:: [19:40] <[CRXO_Tal]> Yes, ma'am. [19:40] 7H>::frowns:: that's ummm.... freaky... [19:41] * Kahlia (~kahlia@218-101-96-108.dialup.clear.net.nz) has joined #uss- coronado [19:41] CIC> ::she smiled faintly, though that was only visible to her plant in the logistics office: It's been a sleepy little fleet.... That's not a bad thing, but it gets me a little worried. [19:41] =.\ction= A ship of unfamiliar design drops out of something that looks a lot like a transwarp conduit or slipstream corridor. [19:41] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:41] RC> Better... ::turns around and ends up taking the brunt of a nasty blow from the end of her foe's stave in the eye:: [19:41] ::begins making a general pacing sweep of the bridge stations:: [19:41] 7H> Quite. ::sighs again and wipes his mouth with the napkin on his lab before dropping it onto the plate:: [19:41] CIC> It's going to be hard to replace Kari if she decides to stay on Ce-- ::blinks:: Analysis. [19:41] ::eyes his console:: Unknown ship just arrived in system [19:41] CIC> ::Savant turned Coronado's powerful sensors to the incoming ship, turning the CIC display to watch it:: [19:41] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> RR> Great. I'm really glad you decided to come over a take a look, I don't really trust the local engineers and I've been having a terribly hard time finding suitable people to fill the department. [19:41] <[LCen_Farley]> RR> How are things on your end? [19:42] ::turns hearing Prescott:: SHar, full scan...open hailing frequencies... [19:42] ::drops the stave and falters backwards:: AAAaaow! ::hand flies up to cover the eye:: [19:42] CIC> I agree... but we'll find someone. [19:42] Mr. Prescott, put it on viewer please... [19:42] =Description= The new ship is silver-blue, blunt-winged, with a rounded nose and tail. It's about the size of a Wraith, but nothing that size should be slipstream- or transwarp-capable. It proceeds toward orbit. [19:42] ::scans the newly arrived ship:: Captain I've got an unidentified ship coming in system. Looks like it's slipstream or transwarp capable. [19:42] ::turns to the Holotank:: [19:42] CIC> Bring the comm channel back up. [19:42] CIC> Aye. ::Savant did as she was asked:: [19:42] Its heading towards orbit Captain... ::brings it up on screen [19:42] 7H> well, copied or not... it's good that you're alive.. [19:42] RC> ::winces:: Gaaaah.. computer, discontinue sparring simulation... ::muttering, she heads out into the corridor, hand over the eye:: [19:43] <[CRXO_Tal]> There is a cafe just across the square. Its second story provides an excellent field of view and quick access to the building we are monitoring. I will check in with Commander Lok, but there should be no problems with us enjoying a few hours together on a shaded balcony on a warm day. [19:43] +Com+ USS Coronado to Unknown Vessel, identify yourself... [19:43] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:43] <[CRXO_Tal]> Ma'am, that just seems... [19:43] ::opens hailing frequencies:: Scan inconclusive Captain but hailing frequencies open. [19:43] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:43] <[LCen_Farley]> RR> Well if you need me for anything you can count on me. [19:43] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::Arches an eyebrow:: [19:43] ::stands closer to the Holotank:: [19:43] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::breaks into a grin:: I mean, yes, ma'am. [19:43] CIC> Hmm... Captain Daren is hailing the incoming ship, though that's Reor'sa space control's job.. . not surprised, though. [19:43] ::awaiting a response:: [19:43] Q> ::gets bored, sulking into the hallway and into a turbolift:: Nothing left to do but work. [19:43] TL> Deck 6. ::leans against the wall, now not just angry at her leave, but angry at herself for not ducking:: [19:43] 7H> If' I'm really me. ::pauses, then rises and picks up his plate:: I need to get to the CIC....make sure the Captain doesn't fire on a diplomatic transport or something. ::gives Zunite a peck on the head as he passes towards the replicator to recycle his breakfast dishes:: [19:44] ::eyes narrow:: Sir its ID Codes say its with Reorsian Starfleet.. RS Furious [19:44] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> RR> It's nice of you to ask, but I couldn't ask you to leave Coronado. I feel bad enough that you're missing your leave time. [19:44] CIC> Indeed. Monitor heading. [19:44] No response as yet Captain. [19:44] TL> Sickbay [19:44] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Yellow Alert . [19:44] ::Savant continued her chat with the Boratis on a few threads... having a lively discussion with the command staff of the ship close by to Coronado, enlightening them on the theories of the new technology they have foudn themselves in posession of:: [19:44] ::looks to Shar:: Repeat my hail, please Lieutenant...all frequencies and languages... [19:44] *> ::steps off the turbolift, ignoring the look she gets from a crewman as she stalks down the corridor:: [19:44] 7H>::smiles at Ironside:: good luck dad [19:44] ::looks at Prescot:: That doesn't look like a Reorsian ship Major. [19:44] M> ::walks into sickbay a while later, picking up a padd and working on a report:: [19:45] Response incoming Captain. [19:45] ::turns to Prescot:: Reorsan? [19:45] ::takes a seat:: On Viewer, Lieutenant... [19:45] M> ::walks in, looking around for someone with her open eye:: [19:45] =.\ction= Another ship identical to the first also drops out of transwarp/slipstream. As the first approaches, it becomes clear it's carrying markings... a golden eagle falling on some unseen prey. The new ship's registry and name are also visible: RSX-102 Furious. [19:45] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:45] ::nods at the Captain:: RSX-103 Commanded by Lt Cmdr Joseph Galiot [19:45] 7H> ::recycles his dishes:: I'm sure I'll need it. Have a good day. ::smiles and heads for the turoblift:: [19:45] ::puts the incoming comm up to the main viewer:: Aye sir. [19:45] <[LCen_Farley]> RR> This is leave for me. It's great to be able to work on another ship. [19:45] CIC> ::stands:: Alert the admirals. [19:45] CIC> Isn't that fascinating... has Reor'sa been experimenting on ships and not telling us? It must've been quite the secret. . . [19:45] 7H>::gets up and gets herself a cup of coffee before pulling out a padd and begins reading it while she sips at her coffee;: [19:45] CIC> +com+ Flag staff to the CIC. [19:45] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:46] My records show that she was commissioned two months ago Captain [19:46] We are all one big mysterious family now, aren't we... [19:46] TL> ::enters a turbolift:: CIC. [19:46] CIC> Aye Sir. ::Savant did as she was asked, relaying an alert into the Admiralty Staff MEeting about the incoming experimental ships:: [19:46] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::returns from the building a few minutes later, her face bemused more than anything:: [19:46] ::blinks:: Second ship, similair design entering system Captain. [19:46] =.\ction= A bored looking Lieutenant appears, seated, in the holographic tank. [19:46] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:46] M> ::mutters:: Helloooooooo? Injured person on the premesis..... [19:46] <[CRXO_Tal]> Was there a problem, ma'am? [19:46] Furious Lt.> +com+ Furious. Lieutenant Morgan here. [19:46] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:46] ::nods an apology for his incorrect asumption about the ship to the Major:: [19:47] +com+ Commander Savant to Admiral Aldur - and company.I have been asked to alert your attention to the arrival o two experimental ships in local space, which I ma displaying to the terminal you'll find to the north side of the room... [19:47] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:47] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> RR> Oh really? I coulnd't imagine. If you like what you see, though, I'm in the market for a good Cheif Engineer... [19:47] CIC> ::exits out of the turbolift and into the CIC, stepping down into the pit:: Report. [19:47] <[CRXO_Tal]> Nothing I couldn't handle, Petty Officer Donos. It would seem that Commander Lok did not appreciate his security force being reinforced by the Fleet without his explicit permission. [19:47] +Com+ Greetings Lieutenant, I'm William Daren of the Starship Coronado...I see you are part of the show. Your new vessels there gave us quite the Security wake up call...I apologize for any interruption. [19:47] <[CRXO_Tal]> The captain goofed again. Didn't he? [19:47] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:47] CIC> ::gestures at the odd ships:: They're Reorsan. [19:48] CIC> Two experimental ships have approached Sir.... via a slipstream conduit. Quite a compact one, by my reconing. [19:48] <[LCen_Farley]> RR> To be honest maam, I love the Coronado. But there's something about a Defiant class that just gets you. You know what I mean maam? [19:48] M> ::mutters something about needing to be electrocuted to get help:: Weyll, if anyone feels laike doin' some medical service out heyah, ah'll just be over heyah on this biobed. ::hops up and lies back:: [19:48] ::continues to scan both ships rather impressed with their design:: [19:48] Furious> +com+ ::chuckles:: No problem, Coronado. The yards in Penthia have been busy, but I'll pass along the compliment. Furious out. [19:48] Log> ::Savant exhaled in her office and stood up, the lights raising to something ehr plant woudl appreciate. The hologram disappeared:: [19:48] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:48] CIC> ::walks up to one of tables and tilts his head to the side:: Intersting...we've seen smaller slipstream couriers before, however. Did these come through the hypergate? [19:48] ::looks over the second ship:: Second ship is..... RS Repulse Commanded by Lt Cmdr Alyssa Dyson [19:48] <[CRXO_Tal]> Crewman, it is inappropriate for a subordinate to speak so of his captain. You must understand that William Daren, while young and inexperienced in starship management, is a competent and capable officer. [19:49] <[LCen_Farley]> RR> If you think I would be qualified enough maam, I would love to take on the position! ::smiles ear to ear:: [19:49] M> ::looks at D'rall:: can i help you? [19:49] CIC> Not to my knowledge. They're native. [19:49] ::looks up at the mention of Dyson:: Any relations to Doctor Dyson Major? [19:49] M> ::manages to barely hold back the "Finally!":: Yeah... I banged up my eye pretty badly... hurts like all hell. [19:49] ::grins as the holotank returns to its previous projection:: Busy indeed...Mr. Shar take down anything you can get on those ships and enter them into the database... [19:49] =Description= Up close, it's clear that Arrow, Reorsa's slipstream packet, influenced the design of these ships quite a bit... these are essentially extra-large, armed Arrows. The two ships slide into very low orbit of the planet. [19:49] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:49] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Yellow Alert . [19:49] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::frowns:: [19:49] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> RR> ::grins:: I know what you mean. One hundred and fifty meters of fighting spirit. [19:49] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::Arches an eyebrow:: [19:49] ::shrugs:: No idea Lt.. [19:49] CIC> Hmmm...do we have their mission records? ::starts tapping at a console, pulling up the most recent orders for the ships to see what they've been doing:: [19:49] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::Grins:: But yes, the Captain did indeed... "goof". [19:50] CIC> ::Savant's hologram appeared on Coronado's CIC just as a similar one appeared on the Boratis ships' bridge:: What a lovely ship.. I must pass on my commendations to the designers they've got in their skunkworks. [19:50] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::smirks and orders an exotic local tea and several small biscuits:: [19:50] M> ::walks over:: I appologize.,..I just got back in here myself. ::takes out a tool and begins treating D'rall:: [19:50] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> RR> You really think you'd want to leave Coronado? That ship's reputation looks great on a resume and Oswald isn't going to stay around forever... [19:50] CIC> ::glances at Ironside:: I'm not entirely sure these are ours. [19:51] ::nods:: Aye Captain ::way ahead of those orders, he continues to scan the vessels:: [19:51] CIC> Look at the design. Slipstream should be impossible on something that small. [19:51] M> ::sigh:: Sorry. I just spent a little too much time in this room... well, I guess I didn't, but I remember having done it... [19:51] ::Savant was a busy little program, as usual. As most official work was done for now, she was spending her time interacting with the crews of the various ships around Reor. She hailed the Camelyn destroyer and began a polite inquiryt on their status:: [19:51] <[LCen_Farley]> RR> Yes, maam. But a chief engineer's position would look good also. [19:52] CIC> During the slipstream propulsion design process, the only manner in which they were able to actually conduct physical trials were with shuttles and small vessels, Commander Drexler.... [19:52] ::organizes the information and begins feeding it into the computers database, for vessel recognition at later date:: [19:52] M> ::sighs deeply:: I should just take a shuttle down and stay at home, even if I did get left behind on some emergency trip. [19:52] M> Its okay... thats a good thing believe it or not. ::runs the tool over d'rall's eye:: tilt your head back just a little..makes it easier to do this [19:52] CIC> ::Savant sat down at her terminal and tapped it idly into life:: [19:52] M> ::does so:: There's not any permenant damage, is there? [19:52] CIC> ::places the schematics for the ships up in one of the holotanks:: Repulse class. Crew of 32. Similar top speed to Coro with armament similar to a Wraith. [19:53] CIC> Lovely little ship, isn't it General? [19:53] CIC> Interesting....they carry white lightning cores. [19:53] CIC> Hmm... I wonder if they need a liasion.... [19:53] M> I'll do my best to see that there isnt. ::smiles and runs the tool over d'rall's eye:: [19:53] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> RR> ::nods:: Alright, I'll have a talk with Captain Daren in the next few days, see if we can work something out. [19:53] M> ::feels the sharp pain from her injury fade to a dull throb, then lessen some more:: [19:53] <[LCen_Farley]> RR> Thank-you maam. [19:53] M> Do you want something for the pain? ::Notices d'rall wince:: [19:53] CIC> We haven't been able to manufacture those since our transit here...::peruses the specs some more:: ...though they require power directly from the slipstream core to operate. [19:54] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> RR> It's not a problem, I'm really glad to have you. [19:54] M> Nah... it's not that bad now... ::blinks a few times:: [19:54] Wayfarer> ::Savant chatted up the boratis on the new ship, Wayfarer. They were all very proud to be on one of the newest ships they had designed. They were all quite happy to chat, as apparently they had been a little bored:: [19:54] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Yellow Alert . [19:54] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::shares her biscuits with the two security officers as the trio keeps vigil over the building in which the Congregation of the Admirals is taking place:: [19:54] <[LCen_Farley]> RR> Have you had anything to eat lately maam? [19:54] ::quickly checks over the system scans and internal security reports:: [19:54] M> ::smiles:: Alright. ::waves it over d'rall's eye a few more minutes then moves d'rall's head back to normal position:: there..how's that [19:55] CIC> They seem to have improved on their electronic warfare equipment design very quickly lately, hmm? [19:55] <> [19:55] M> ::gets into a sitting position and opens the eye cautiously:: Well, I can see I'm still here. I suppose that's a start... [19:55] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> RR> Not for a while, now that you mention it. [19:55] CIC> I'm talking about extended slipstream trips, General. These appear to be long-range ships... the slipstream tests were very short jumps. [19:55] M> ::opens the remaining eye thankfully:: [19:56] CIC> ::She talked casually for a little while:: I've always wanted to have a little ship like that, a courier. It'd be nice to go out and do some travelling on my own for once. [19:56] ::frowns and wonders what these new ships are doing here, going over backlogged orders to see if anything pops up, while still keeping one eye on the sensors:: [19:56] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::looks up from his fruit juice:: Ma'am - uh, Commander Tal, that is - [19:56] <[LCen_Farley]> RR> Then would you care to join me for a bite to eat? [19:56] CIC> ::nods:: However, the Arrow slipstream packet that brought Commander Owens and the Doctor to Xanadu was a long range vessel, and it was even smaller than these vessels. [19:56] 7H>::finishes her coffee and gets up to head to engineering;: [19:56] M> ::smiles at Dyson:: Thanks Commander [19:56] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::smiles warmly, in an almost motherly fashion - almost:: Please, feel free to be comfortable. I don't bite. [19:56] M> ::nods, smiling back:: Your welcome. [19:57] CIC> ::pauses, thinking for a moment:: Savant...see if you can find anything in the Reorsan Fleet datanet on how they were able to construct new White Lightning cores. If they have found a way around the problem, that makes it possible to build more Liberators if we choose. [19:57] M> ::hops off the biobed and heads out into the hallway:: [19:57] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> RR> Sure. I've got a replicator right here if you want to stay close. ::she grinned:: Privileges. [19:57] <[CRXO_Tal]> Yes, ma'am. I was just going ask, Commander, how it was that you spent your leave. If that's not too personal a question, ma'am. [19:57] <[LCen_Farley]> RR> Sounds good to me maam. [19:58] CIC> Aye, General. I'll do a poll. ::Savant began to search for any work on the White Lightning cores, dedicating two processors to it... she was a little irritated at the fact that she was automatically assumed to be availiable for menial work like this, but to be fair it was what she was designed for.:: [19:58] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::takes a deep breath:: I have spent much of the past 37 days engaged in data analysis and meditation. [19:58] M> ::sighs:: So much for being busy. ::resumes the report she was doing:: [19:58] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> RR> ::stands, moving towards the device:: What can I get you? [19:58] <[CRXO_Tal]> And you find that relaxing, ma'am? [19:58] *> ::wanders around the ship, still worked up but at least her mind distracted:: [19:58] <[CRXO_Tal]> Janson! [19:58] <[LCen_Farley]> I'll try what your having maam. [19:59] <[LCen_Farley]> RR> [19:59] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::chuckles softly:: No, that's quite all right. [19:59] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Yellow Alert . [19:59] Wayfarer> ::Savant talked in length about warp drive theory, starting right from the beginning and going on into more esoteric subjects, using their light-projection display system to make diagrams... it was relaxing, and very refreshing to have an audience so enraptured by her:: [20:00] ::begins to let himself relax slightly:: [20:00] CIC> Savant, can you locate the origin of those ships? [20:00] <[LCen_Farley]> RR> I always like to try something new from time to time. [20:00] *> ::finds herself down one deck outside the doors to Seventh Heaven:: [20:00] CIC> I'd like to know where these things have been hiding. [20:00] CIC> They were built in Penthia, Sieven. [20:01] CIC> ::brings up a map:: [20:01] <[CRXO_Tal]> ::turns to Janson:: I have indeed found it very relaxing. However, to sate your curious nature, I think that I should point out that there have been many moments of frustration and anger when I have not been relaxed during this time. Trying to talk to Admiral Wallace has proven to be the main source of that frustration. [20:01] *> ::frowns, not exactly feeling like socializing:: [20:01] * CRDR_Reed is now known as ObsMcC [20:01] M> ::puts the padd down and walks to the replicator and gets a strong cup of lemon tea:: [20:01] <[CRXO_Tal]> Admiral Wall - your own father, Commander? [20:01] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> RR> Alright, then... Computer, Pork and Sauerkraut Casserole, two servings [20:01] CIC> General... apparently, Whitestone Enterprises is still on good terms with us. They've sent a shipment of White Lightning cores, and several industrial-scale machining tools to construct them locally. [20:02] ::taps away at his console, randomly running a readiness drill, his men scrambling to readyiness:: [20:02] =.\ction= Another slipstream conduit opens, and an Intrepid class ship emerges from it. [20:02] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:02] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> RR> You want anything extra? Something to drink? [20:02] CIC> Awfully close to Tarndare to be developing secret ships. [20:02] <[CRXO_Tal]> Dammit, Wes. Back off. This isn't an interrogation. This is us having tea with our little-seen-but-much-loved first officer. [20:02] E>::enters main engineering and walks around, stopping to check on her teams' work and chat with them:: [20:02] CIC> On terms with us, yes...but with the Reorsans? [20:02] ::scans the incoming Intrepid:: [20:02] CIC> I find it suspicious that the company would divulge their technology so easily to a group of people they have never heard of... [20:02] CIC> ::Savant idly turned the display in the CIC to show the new Intrepid entering system as she continued:: Apparently there was a breakthrough back int he Milky Way, and they're sharing. [20:03]