[19:05] OK, I think we'll get going. :) OOC chat to #uss-coronado- ooc , please. :) [19:05] * Kari is now known as [CRco_Ma`Aru] [19:05] * Jester is now known as RAGC_LoraKor [19:05] Captain, whenever you're ready. :) [19:06] LCARS, let's place our bets... [19:06] ::is still panting from the 15-metre jog from the driveway to the computer:: [19:06] * CoroLCARS =/\= CPCO_Daren 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 [19:06] ::attn:: [19:06] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::attn:: [19:06] ::attn:: [19:06] ::attn:: [19:06] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::attn:: [19:06] ::attn:: [19:06] ::attn:: [19:06] ::Attn:: [19:06] <[LCen_Farley]> ::attn:: [19:06] ::attn:: [19:06] ::attn:: [19:06] Welcome everyone. :) Minor procedural announcement. Tonight is my 300th Coronado sim. ;) [19:06] ::attn:: [19:07] <[LCen_Farley]> ::claps:: [19:07] ::fires off the skyrockets:: [19:07] ::claps:: [19:07] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::applauds:: [19:07] * Aggie (Aggie@216.12.222.203) has joined #uss-coronado [19:07] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +o Aggie [19:07] Doesn't mean it's the 300th Coro sim, because as a lot of you know, I missed a block of them. It's actually the 319th Coro sim tonight. ;) [19:07] ::counts on his fingers, takes off his boots and counts his toes, then stops:: Wow, that's a lot. [19:08] * Aggie is now known as CRXO_Tal [19:08] With that said, I have a couple of other milestones that I'd like to mention. :) Lt. Commander Skylooker, Lt. Commander ch'Thane, step forward! [19:08] ::steps forward:: [19:08] ::step foward at attn:: [19:08] Uh.... Lieutenant Commander? [19:08] Whoops. ;) [19:09] Gentlemen, as you are aware, there are three levels of the Starfleet Service Medal as awarded on Coronado. The base level is awarded after 50 points, the Bronze Cluster is awarded at 150 points, and the Silver Cluster is awarded at 250 points. [19:09] I'm pleased to report that both of you have surpassed the 150 point level and as a result, have qualified for the Starfleet Service Medal with Bronze Cluster. [19:09] Congratulations! :) [19:09] ::applause:: [19:09] Thank you sir. :) [19:09] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::applauds:: [19:09] <[LCen_Farley]> ::claps for both:: [19:09] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::claps:: [19:10] Thank you. ::smile while receving the medal:: [19:10] ::claps, finally:: [19:10] ::claps:: [19:11] ::applauds:: [19:11] ::claps:: [19:11] However, I would be remiss if I didn't invite Lt. D'rall up here to join the two of you. Lieutenant D'rall, step forward! [19:11] ::Blinks and steps forward:: [19:11] * CRXO_Tal slips up from Hell for a few minutes to haunt D'Rall. [19:11] ;) [19:11] Lieutenant, both of these gentlemen managed to accumulate 150 points over the course of about 75 sims. You, however, have managed it in 40. I therefore also recognize you with the Starfleet Service Medal with Bronze Cluster. Congratulations! [19:12] ::blushes:: [19:12] Congrat's Lieutenant. [19:12] ::claps:: [19:12] Indeed, well done. :) [19:12] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::claps:: [19:12] ::applauds:: [19:12] * Savant (~mouse@h24-86-174-0.ed.shawcable.net) has joined #USS-Coronado [19:12] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Savant [19:12] * CRXO_Tal sprinkles D'Rall with ectoplasm. [19:12] ::steps back, still blushing in embarrasment:: [19:12] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::claps:: Congrats [19:12] <[LCen_Farley]> ::claps:: [19:13] ::hugs Savant:: [19:13] ::Claps!:: [19:13] sorry for being late all ^_^ busses were slow. [19:13] * Obs|Jacob (~president@roc-24-95-221-119.rochester.rr.com) has joined #uss-coronado [19:13] Thank you, gentlemen. Major Prescot, step forward, Marine! [19:13] ::step back to rank at attn:: [19:13] ::steps back:: [19:13] ::steps forward, wondering if this is something to do with the killing that took on last time:: [19:14] ::elbows Savant at attn:: [19:14] ::Is always attentive ^_^:: [19:14] Major, I am pleased to report that you have no accumulated 250 points. As a result, you have now qualified for the Starfleet Service Medal with Silver Cluster. Congratulations, Major! :) [19:14] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::claps:: [19:14] ::salutes the Admiral:: thank you sir! [19:14] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::applauds:: [19:14] ::applauds:: [19:14] ::applauds:: [19:15] ::steps back into the line:: [19:15] <[LCen_Farley]> ::claps:: [19:15] ::claps:: [19:15] ::smiles and nods, mostly clueless:: [19:15] * CRXO_Tal sprays blood and brain matter on Prescot by way of congratulations. [19:16] Any one of you that feels too pleased with yourselves, however, should note that Lt. Commander Farley has 300 points, Captain Daren, 450, and General Ironside next week should collect his 500th point. [19:16] ::raises a brow:: [19:16] There are yet milestones ahead of you. ;) [19:16] (m) Oh brother [19:16] With that said, here's this week's briefing. [19:16] =Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... [19:16] Are my 150 just with Shar? [19:16] Stardate 240308.11: "The Fire Within", Part 1, by Jester. [19:16] SUMMARY: Allies and enemies. [19:16] ack... already read it ^_^ [19:16] U.S.S. Coronado completed her survey of the L036/L037 binary system. This system is incredibly rich in dilithium-based asteroids and planetoids orbiting a red/orange dwarf star pair. However, we now have reason to suspect the dilithium was being used as a beacon. [19:16] > [19:16] There's obviously no better way of getting our attention, and when we investigated, we found a Jjaro artifact: an ancient defensive tower identical to the one built in Alexandria, the city within the Xanadu asteroid- starship. This artifact has initiated a number of mysterious events. [19:16] Notably, we downloaded a large block of data from it, only to find that at least some of this data caused a "loop" in time, sending Coronado and the ships around her several hours into the past. This allowed us to correct some mistakes, but some events keep repeating themselves... [19:16] ::thinks that he could of been equal to Farley if he haven't miss that much...:: [19:16] Briefing complete. [19:16] * CRXO_Tal acknowledges with a crisp salute. [19:16] ack [19:16] ack [19:16] ack [19:16] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ack [19:16] ack [19:16] ack [19:17] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ack [19:17] ack [19:17] sighing ack [19:17] <[LCen_Farley]> ack [19:17] ack [19:17] ack [19:18] I realize that the last couple of weeks have been pretty complex, and I hope that things will feel more tied up (you will forgive the pun) over the next few weeks. [19:18] In the meantime, any questions? [19:18] Has Xanadu jumped to the system yet? [19:18] ::raises hand:: [19:18] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::raise:: [19:18] Not as yet, though it took about an hour "last time." [19:19] Commander Drexler? [19:19] How long since last sim IC? [19:19] Probably not much more than a few minutes, what with the fight on the Bridge and all. [19:19] Commander Ma'Aru? [19:19] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> then all the defender forces are still fleeing from 36/37 at warp? [19:20] Almost certainly, yes, though at various speeds from warp to slipstream to transwarp, as per each ship's capabilities and damage. [19:20] ::blinks and goes to read the logs:: [19:20] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::nods:: [19:20] Any other questions? [19:20] * CPCO_Daren sets mode: +v Boyd [19:21] While you think about it, be advised that my connection has been slightly iffy over the last hour. If I get disconnected, keep going. ;) [19:21] I'm usually able to return within a few seconds. [19:21] ::raises:: [19:21] Commander Tal? [19:21] * Foxie|Driving (~kristin_f@lsanca2-ar24-4-62-188-178.lsanca2.dsl- verizon.net) has left #uss-coronado [19:21] * Boyd is now known as L1FL_Bishop [19:21] * Foxie|AFK (~kristin_f@lsanca2-ar24-4-62-188-178.lsanca2.dsl- verizon.net) has joined #USS-Coronado [19:21] Any chance that I'm only mostly dead? [19:21] Stay tuned. ;) [19:21] ::attn:: [19:21] ::smirks:: [19:22] * CRXO_Tal waits to be reanimated - again. [19:22] <> [19:22] Anyone else? Also, please welcome Boyd aka 1st Lieutenant Michael Bishop, who will be joining Coro's Marine contingent, and Alana will be switching characters this week, to Lieutenant Ariana Marist, who joins us at Tactical. [19:22] <[LCen_Farley]> Aggie wants to come back as a cat this time! [19:23] <[LCen_Farley]> Hello! [19:23] I'd say Lieutenant D'rall would specify that she'd come back as a female dog. [19:23] hi Boyd and Alana, come to #USS-Coro-OOC iuf you arne't there already ^_^ [19:23] <[LCen_Farley]> Even better! [19:23] #uss-coronado-ooc , actually. ;) [19:23] ::Raises hand:: Does our new tactical officer know about the safeties on phasers? :) [19:23] (Coronado) [19:23] woops [19:23] Guess we'll find out. Right. Let's sim! :) [19:23] way to misdirect the newbs Savant ;) [19:23] =.\= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM START =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= =.\= [19:23] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:23] M> ::lies flat on an ICU biobed, long ago having stopped breathing due to the damage to his lungs by the superheated gas of the explosion he was engulfed in:: [19:23] <[LCen_Farley]> ::drops his head:: Damn forgot to put the saftys on them! [19:23] ::seated in a daze at the helm:: [19:24] <[LCen_Farley]> <> [19:24] * CRXO_Tal goes splat all over Prescot. [19:24] +com+ Sickbay, from Drexler. [19:24] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:24] M> ::lies on a biobed near Ironside, unconscious for reasons that aren't particularly clear, but obviously have to do with his headaches:: [19:24] M> ::Savant was stading off ot one side of Ironside, using a pair of laser tweezers to do some less invasive surgery:: [19:24] ::walks into the restroom to clean off:: [19:24] <[LCen_Farley]> ::follows Coronado:: [19:24] E> ::still watching general ship status while waiting for the Chief orders:: [19:24] * CRXO_Tal is now known as LTdr_Green [19:24] M> ::lays comatose on a biobed in sickbay, having not recovered from the brutal mutilation to his remaining antenna:: [19:24] :;reads over the Padd containing her orders:: {{I can't believe I let them talk me into this...}} [19:24] ::moves carefully around the bridge, wondering just what the hell is going on, but keeping quiet:: [19:24] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::stares at the back of Farley's head, Cerberus herself handing near the rear of the defender group:: [19:24] M> ::waves a tricorder over the Admiral:: [19:24] M> ::shakes his head and moves over to Shar:: [19:25] ::twice now... and knowing the message would now again be waiting her:: [19:25] <[LCen_Farley]> What do we do now maam? [19:25] M> ::Murmurs to Green:: He's all right. [19:25] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::sits back waiting for word on the repairs as he reads the latest intel:: (m) Glad to be out of that death trap [19:25] M> ::sighs:: why do they all come now.. when Reed isnt here [19:25] M> I suspected as much, based on Dr. Reed's notes. [19:25] CIC> +com+ Sickbay, from Drexler. [19:25] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:25] M> ::frowns at Shar:: +taps+ Sickbay here, Commander. [19:25] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:26] ::walks back out again and frowns as the body is still there, looking over at the Captain as he moves around the bridge cautiously:: Shall I have her beamed to Sickbay sir? [19:26] ::forces herself to take several deep breaths, trying to concentrate on what needs to be done:: [19:26] CIC> +com+ I need you to monitor anything the patients say or do. If there anything that might be verbal or visual, I need to know about it. [19:26] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:26] M> ::looks at green:: excuse me... IM in charge here am I not?? [19:26] M> If you like, Dr Dyson, you can take over on the General. Most of the internal bleeding has been put under control. [19:26] M> ::stands by Ironside working on his injuries:: [19:26] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::shrugs:: Follow the leader. I assume we'll get a location to regroup at unless Xanadu or the Xur decide to move again [19:26] =.\ction= Coronado approaches the L035 system, the rendezvous point for the Defender ships in the area. Vanguard and Blackrazor are already here, as are the Apori ships and a couple of the Defiant escorts. Masada approaches the system just as Coronado does. [19:26] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:27] M> ::twitches a little as he goes into cardiac arrest, the lack of oxygen getting to his brain stopping his vital functions:: [19:27] Alright, let's move the ship to Yellow Alert! ::turns to Prescot:: Have Tal's body beamed to the morgue, not much we can do this time. I'll have Sickbay schedule an autopsy at their earliest convenience [19:27] =.\ction= The automatic alert warning sounds as Coronado's alert status changes to yellow . [19:27] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:27] M> ::snorts:: You were busy with the General. I thought you would like to save lives not bicker over pointless points of order. [19:27] M> Dr Green, know your place. Get back to work, please. [19:27] M> No need to be rude.. Lieutenant. ::putting a cortical stimulator on ironside's forehead:: [19:27] M> +taps+ None of the patients have recovered yet, Commander. But I'll relay the message to Dr. Dyson. Sickbay out. [19:27] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:27] ::shudders at Daren's orders, but faithfully drops Coronado out of warp at the rendezvous point:: [19:27] =.\ction= Coronado's engines disengage, and the frigate drops to impulse power. [19:27] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:27] <[LCen_Farley]> At least were not playing laser tag. [19:27] CIC> +com+ Tey may not need to recover. Just keep a close eye. Drexler out. [19:27] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:27] *>:;reads the directions to Sec while holding her duffle bag over her shoulder:: Okay, I turn left around this corner, take the 3rd right right and then I get on the TL [19:28] M> ::moans in his sleep, as if having bad dreams, which he is:: [19:28] M> ::looks at the hasty patch that had been slapped upon Shar's antenna:: Oh dear... [19:28] =.\ction= Masada completely solidifies in the system as Coro arrives, her subspace tear closing behind her. [19:28] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:28] M> Savant, have they recovered the rest of the antenna for this man? [19:28] ::shimmers in on transporter pad:: [19:28] ::nods:: +Taps+ Prescot to Sickbay, I am beaming to you the body of Commander Tal to the morge... The Captain requests an autopsy at your earliest convienence... ::taps at his console and transport the body of Tal to the morge:: [19:28] CIC> ::By Drexler's head as he closes the communications link:: I'm keeping a very close eye on things down here Sieven. Don't worry. [19:28] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:28] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::smiles slightly:: Getting close, standby to drop [19:28] M> ::activates the cortical stimulator, trying to stabilize Ironside's vitals:: [19:28] CIC> ::leans back and watches the sensors:: [19:29] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::finishes up the report as Torres calls out that ETA is 10 mins:: Have Wraith 1 bring us to the rendevous point. Hopefully, we will be under our own power shortly [19:29] M> It's a bit of a mess, but what's left of it is in statis box 212. [19:29] <[LCen_Farley]> ::makes the nec. button pushes:: Standing by [19:29] M> ::brainwaves start to fluxuate, still in cardiac arrest:: [19:29] M> ::glances over at the materializing form of Tal:: Gods, what a mess! [19:29] <> [19:29] Gregg> M> ::enters Sickbay, obviously looking for someone:: [19:29] S> :;walks into the sec office and looks around looking for someone in charge:: Hello... [19:29] ::falls into formation along with the other ships, doing her duties mechanically:: [19:29] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> Whenever you're ready... [19:30] ::turns to Prescot:: Have them erect the strongest stasis field possible around Tal's body...I don't want whatever possibly subversion may still be there to get out... [19:30] M> ::moves past Dyson, tossing her a vial of cordrazine on his way to storage box 212:: [19:30] <[LCen_Farley]> ::drops from slipstream:: [19:30] M> ::Savant smoothly passes Dyson an electrical pacemaking device to convince Ironsides' heart to get going again... once it was going again, the increased blood flow ought to kick-start his brain bakc into work.:: [19:30] =.\ction= A second vortex announces Archangel's arrival in the system. The former Pfhor destroyer's nose pokes through, followed slowly by the rest of her. It's a bit unnerving to watch this close. [19:30] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:30] M> ::stops short of the box:: Major Gregg. [19:30] CIC> +com+ All ships, from Flag. Standby for orders. [19:30] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:30] M> ::groans and works frantically to stabilize Ironside, putting the device savant handed her to work and injectijng the cordrazine:: [19:30] S> ::peeks out from around a corner:: Hello, sir. Need something? [19:30] M> ::frowns:: What can I do for you? We're awfully busy here, you know. [19:31] ::cracks his neck as he moves over to his Mission Ops console and takes his seat like nothing ever happened, turning back to the captain:: Aye sir ::begins making the preperations and talking to some of the sickbay personell to erect a large field around the commander's body:: [19:31] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ;:listens to the report that the fleet is rendevousing as they speak:: Just our luck, late as usual. [19:31] Gregg> M> ::nods at Green:: Where is the General? I have the orders pertaining to the ground troops within Xanadu. He ordered that they be reinforced. [19:31] <[LCen_Farley]> ::gets the ship to a good spot:: moving to position maam [19:31] ::suddenly jerks up in the bed, wide awake, screaming in total horror:: [19:31] M> ::Savant sits down beside the prone body of Admiral Kor, the scanners above his medical bed activating as she looked over his condition:: [19:31] M> ::activates the pacemaking device and watches the display showing the General's vitals:: [19:31] M> Ah - um - Colonel - the General is dying - good Lord! ::hurries over to Shar:: [19:32] ::notes the arrival of the Archangel with little interest, her mind clearly shaken:: [19:32] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Yellow Alert . [19:32] M> ::twitches as his heart attempts to restart:: [19:32] ::takes a seat in the command chair, gazing out at the ships gathered here on the holotank:: [19:32] E> ::follow yellow alert protocol and order several damage control team dispatch all over the ship ready to evaluate possible damage:: [19:32] M> ::snatches up a hypo and presses it into Shar's neck:: Easy, Lieutenant. Easy, there. [19:32] ::looks at the crewman operating the transporter:: Can you point me towards the Marine Quarters? [19:32] Gregg> M> ::mildly:: Oh, I doubt that very much, Doctor. The general is quite difficult to kill. [19:32] S> Yes, I'm looking for Lt Thirishar ch'Thane. I just got in and would like to report for duty [19:32] M> ::gives the pacemaker device another jolt to give the heart another boost to restart:: [19:33] =.\ction= Archangel completes her transition into the system. Next to arrive are the rest of the Defiant escorts, including Cerberus, and the first of the Camelynian ships. [19:33] M> ::grunts:: Doctor Dyson is the one you want, Colonel. Though I wouldn't bother her if you want the General to survive. [19:33] S> ::notices the ship goes to yellow alert:: that can't be good [19:33] M> ::the screaming ubsides as he looks aroundin wide eyed horror:: What... ::stops, his voice hoarse:: Where... ::stopsagain as he realizes something is missing:: [19:33] M> ::twitches again as his heart restarts, but fibrulating:: [19:33] M> ::groans and watches the vital display:: Im a bit busy here.. [19:33] <[LCen_Farley]> Maam will we be getting any supplies? [19:33] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> I suppose another damage report is in order. Be sure to inform engineering that they will hopefully have enough time to fix everything thoroughly this time. [19:33] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> Lt_Torres-Wr3> Sir, we are arriving at the rendevous point. Just coming out of slipstream now. ::view screen shows the slipstream starting to disipitate:: [19:34] M> Easy, Lieutenant. You've suffered a bit of a loss. I'm going to try to make it right, but you'll need to try to relax a bit. [19:34] cr> ::looks at the lt:: I'm not sure, just got here. I think its on deck 6 [19:34] ::finally forces herself back to reality, turning towards Daren:: Sir, are we going to be doing any specific fleet maneuvers or are we on our own for this one? [19:34] Gregg> M> ::glances over at Dyson, watching her back for a few minutes with no expression at all:: [19:34] <[LCen_Farley]> I have them already out and about maam. [19:34] M> ::Savant places a hand on Kor's and frowns, looking quite lost on what to do next:: [19:34] M> ::puts on a regulation program and run his heart artificially for now, watching the display:: [19:35] ::goes over the incomming sensor data:: Masada and Archangel have fully arrived, Cerberus has just warped in as well as the first of the Camelynian ships [19:35] ::looks confused:: ....ok...thanks ::leaves transporter room:: [19:35] M> ::shifts his gaze to Green:: It's gone isn't it? My other antenna? ::whispered:: [19:35] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::grunts as he stares at the sight of the gathering fleet:: Torres inform Fleet Command that we have arrived albeit one Raptor short. [19:35] At the moment Lieutenant, I'm uncertain. Who knows exactly how many times we are going to complete this loop...for now, we wait here. Strength in numbers... [19:36] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> Good, good. ::takes a breath and looks around the nearly empty bridge:: Say, did the warp drive seem a little off during that leg? [19:36] M> ::nods solemnly:: [19:36] ...and strength in perserverance. ::frowns, turning back to her board:: [19:36] +com+ All ships, maintain shields if possible. [19:36] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:36] M> I'm going to see what remains. Please be patient. [19:36] M> ::heart flutters for a few moments before stabilizing, but his lungs are still having trouble pumping oxygen to his brain, who's waves are still varying widely:: [19:36] M> ::closes his eyes for a moment to let that sink in then tries to sit up:: [19:37] M> ::The Savant program was horribly, horribly busy at the moment as it ran polls upon polls in the medical database:: [19:37] Gregg> M> ::glances from Ironside to Lora Kor, muttering:: There isn't time for this. [19:37] S> Shar? Well, uh, he's out of commission at the moment, sir. [19:37] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Yellow Alert . [19:37] ::sighs a bit, glancing over at some of the other flag officers, all of them a bit beat-up looking, a console flickering:: [19:37] +Taps+ Daren to Drexler, Commander...any word on our next step here? Most everyone here is a bit on edge in anticipation... [19:37] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:37] M> ::lays a firm hand on the Andorian's chest:: Easy. [19:37] +taps+ I'm waiting for a message, Captain. [19:37] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:37] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::stares at the gathering ships and listens to the messages:: You heard him, Torres. Shields up and have Wraith 1 disengage from us. [19:37] M> ::looks at the display seeing his heart stabilizing but the lungs still having trouble, reaching for a hypospray and injecting him with tri-ox:: [19:37] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::instinctively looks up as Drexler's message comes through:: Better make that cloak... [19:37] M> ::Smoothly, to Gregg:: If you have an alternative, I would be thrilled to hear it. [19:37] ::thinks back:: starships.....the recuiter told me I would always have a shore billet [19:37] S> I'm pretty glad you're here. I have my hands full as it is. Never been headed up the security office before, mate. [19:37] <[LCen_Farley]> ::checks the reports:: Yes, maam. Some of the mains are a little out of line, still with in safe areas. [19:37] M> ::overhears Gregg:: There damn well is time for this, Colonel. Do you want these men to live or die? [19:37] M> ::glares at gregg:: I think you should just be quiet and let us do our work. You are just in the way. ::goes back to Ironside:: [19:38] <[LCen_Farley]> ACK ::cloaks the ship:: [19:38] M> ::finally goes to retrieve Shar's antenna from storage:: [19:38] ::says a silent prayer for the message in his native language, as if it would help:: [19:38] E> ::take a seat near a console and continues to provide power to all used system while making sure all goes smothly:: [19:38] Gregg> M> ::ignores everyone but Dyson:: As you wish it, Doctor. But hurry. Though you see it or not, time is short. Xanadu will still likely reappear in L036/L037. [19:38] M> ::opens the storage box and peers inside at the antenna:: Ooooh... damn... [19:39] S> :;drops her bag in the corner and hands him the orders:: well..since you're currently in charge...you'll need that but let's see what I can help you with... [19:39] ::manages to sit up fully and looks over at Gregg:: Hello Colonel ::almost at a whisper:: [19:39] M> Get out of here.. and let me do my work! ::yelling as she goes back to Ironside again:: [19:39] ::doesn't particularly like the sound of that and remembering the events of previously:: Bring the ship to full Red Alert! Raise false matter shieds and standby weapons... [19:39] =.\ction= The automatic klaxon sounds as Coronado's alert status changes to red . [19:39] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:39] M> ::focusing his thoughts on anything but what was missing:: [19:39] M> ::SAvant had reached something of an empasse, so she gave part of her program over to Dyson's use.... the dermal regenerator hovering up into the air and beginning to re-seal Ironsides' skin:: [19:39] <[LCen_Farley]> We will have to put into space dock to make the reapirs correctly maam. [19:39] M> ::lifts the antenna out of the box:: Damn damn damn... [19:39] M> ::watches the display, running a tricorder over Ironsides form to see the effect of the tri-ox on Ironside's lung function:: [19:39] Gregg> M> ::repeats:: As you wish, Doctor. ::turns and leaves, still holding a PADD:: [19:40] M> ::brainwaves stablize as his heart begins to work normally, though he's still in very poor shape:: [19:40] M> ::Leans close to the Admiral:: Tebrun. . . Tebrun? You've had a nasty shock. [19:40] S> ::nods:: Thank you, sir. ::thinks for a moment:: Or would you prefer ma'am, sir? Uh, ma'am? [19:40] M> ::grumbles:: i hate people like him. ::sighs heavily:: He seems to be stabilizing ...but hes not out of the woods yet. Hes still in very poor shape [19:40] M> ::The laser tweezers got bakc to work as well, rebuilding the alveolar membranes in Ironside's lungs:: [19:40] E> ::start of the red alert protocol and dispatch team to needed spot while raising a force fields around the warp core:: [19:40] ::looks down at the reflection of her face in the board, somehow missing the feeling of Tal's annoying glare being aimed in her direction:: [19:40] S> :;sees the red alert:: one of us should get up to the bridge... [19:40] ::looks around:: What the....whats going on now? ::remembers frist day back on Trista:: [19:40] M> ::starts to come to, looking around the room groggily:: [19:41] M> ::finds a disposal bin and tosses the blue and green pulppy mass that was the antenna into the disintegration field:: [19:41] S> ma'am please... [19:41] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> We'll be heading back to Reorsa as soon as this current foray is over. Plenty of time to make any repairs then. [19:41] CIC> Savant, we need a way to come up with a foolproof way to know when a ship has been subverted. [19:41] +taps+ ::looking around:: Daren to Security...will somebody from your department get their asses to the bridge NOW?! [19:41] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:41] M> ::Sits closer to the Admiral:: Well, hello, Tebrun. How are you feeling? [19:41] M> ::Looks at Green:: keep an eye on him alrioght? ::walks over to LoraKor:: Hello sir.. just stay still alright? [19:41] <[LCen_Farley]> I hope so maam. [19:41] S> ::nods:: Ma'am, then. [19:41] CIC> I'll get on it when I have the spare processing time, Sieven. [19:41] =.\ction= The last of the Defender ships reach L035, then the Ryla Whipsnake fighter squadrons last of all. [19:41] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:41] M> Don't worry, Doctor, Just make sure Ironside is taken care of. [19:41] S> +taps+ Understood! [19:41] CIC> However, seeing how subversion probably takes place across alternate realities... ::seems perplexed by this, but continues:: ... there probably isn't an easy way. [19:41] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:41] S> want to go up to the bridge? You probably know more of the codes than I do at the moment....I'll keep things together down here [19:41] ::shakes her head to clear her thoughts again, focusing on initiation of alert diagnostics and loading a few of her personal pre-plotted attack patterns:: [19:42] M> ::nods:: Alright. ::returns to Ironside, keeping a watch on his vital signs:: [19:42] M> Where is-- ::continues to scan the room, then closes his eyes and shakes it off:: Dream. Just a dream. [19:42] M> ::swallows hard and moves back to Shar's side, knowing that Savant will be able to handle Dyson:: [19:42] CIC> Easy's no fun. [19:42] ::lets out a groan as apparently Shar needs to do a better job training the staff to respond to changes in the ships alert status:: [19:42] S> ::nods:: All right, ma'am. ::jogs over to the turbolift:: [19:42] CIC> In fact, it may very well be impossible to prevent. [19:42] ::enters TL:: [19:42] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:42] M> ::Nods and pats the Admiral's hand lightly, trying to reassure him:: Don't worry, Tebrun. How are you feeling? [19:43] M> ::continues to do his burnt hot dog impression on the biobed, and will likely get very good at it over the next several weeks that it will take to recover:: [19:43] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::hears a beep on his console and taps it. Listens as the Chief's voice comes through with his assessment:: Good job. Lets do an engine startup in two minutes. [19:43] CIC> I don't believe in impossibilities, Sieven. I've seen far too many impossible things over the past year to. [19:43] ::after wondering around awhile finally locates turbolift:: deck 6 [19:43] ::exits TL and runs over to the tactical station:: [19:43] M> ::clears his throat as he approaches Shar:: [19:43] M> ::falls back to the bed, eyes still closed:: Headache. Hungry. Did it--? ::swallows:: Did it work? [19:43] M> ::sighs and runs a tricorder over Ironside's body:: [19:43] M> Doctor Dyson, could you take over the reconstruction of the General's lungs please? [19:43] M> Lieutenant, I have... bad news. [19:43] S>+taps+Security to Daren, I've sent up Ens Canterbury...he should be there shortly... [19:43] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:43] M> ::opens his eyes and looks at Green:: And that is? [19:43] * JHawke (James@64-252-71-225.adsl.snet.net) has joined #uss-coronado [19:43] M> ::nods and takes the appropriate tool in her hands;: [19:44] E> ::get words that every one down here is ready:: good. ::start some general level 4-5 diagnostics:: [19:44] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:44] M> We're still here, and we have the information, if that's what you mean. [19:44] CIC> ::starts to contact Reorsan Command:: [19:44] ::scans the area:: [19:44] Helm answering... ::swallows back a healthy dose of fear:: Helm answering ready for battle sir. [19:44] ::raises an eyebrow at the comm, but continues to take stock of the current situation, wondering just how long we're going to wait here like this:: [19:44] M> ::swallows hard:: It would seem that Romulan teeth are quite sharp. [19:45] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> Soon I'd like to have a mission in this ship that doesn't require major repairs in spacedock afterwards [19:45] ::continues to go over the incomming sensor data, frowning as he sees the timeframe in comparison to when Xanadu last jumped:: [19:45] M> ::nods and exhales, breathing in and out slowly, before sitting up even more slowly:: Where are we? L035? [19:45] M> ::takes over the lung reconstruction on Ironside:: [19:45] <[LCen_Farley]> ::smiles:: I know what you mean maam. [19:45] M> They are. How soon can I return to work? ::shakes his head:: I can't stay here to long. I need to keep my mind of off this. [19:45] ::looks over to Precot:: Something bothering you Major? [19:46] S> :;looks around the office and sits in the chair behind the desk and starts pulling up recent security briefings and looking over the tactical inventory:: [19:46] M> ::nods, and helps Tebrun up:: Yes, we are. The rest of the fleet has arrived. [19:46] <> [19:46] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::resumes his seat and watches as Torres prepares the Wraith:: Take it easy on her, Torres or else the Chief will have you fixing his engines ::chuckles:: [19:46] The time Captain... We are drawing closer to when Xanadu was destroyed last time... I would prefer not to witness that again [19:46] CIC> The Admiral has woken up, Sieven. [19:46] M> You have suffered a major trauma - loss of a major sensory organ - and you have lost a lot of blood. You're lucky that the shock and pain of the event did not kill you outright. They would have done so to a lesser Andorian, I am convinced. [19:47] Sir, the Xur ships are preparing an ambush, and picking up their fighters as they go. [19:47] CIC> ::glances over:: Has he said anything? [19:47] ::nods:: Neither would I. With luck, the ships we have gathered here will be enough to stop that from happening......again. [19:47] M> ::nods:: How long until Xanadu arrives... if this... loop holds true? [19:47] CIC> He's hungry. And he wants to know what's happened since he's passed out. [19:47] M> ::takes the laser tweezers in her hands and begins taking over the reconstruction of the inside of Ironside's lungs to allow proper amonts of oxygen to get into him:: [19:47] <[LCen_Farley]> A nice "go meet the neighbors" type of mission would be good! [19:47] CIC> Is he strong enough to come to CIC? [19:48] ::shudders:: Luck would be if this whole situation resolved itself nicely with no-one else dying. [19:48] S> :;finds the report on the recent report on LT Shar:: Oh dear....{[What have I got myself in for}} [19:48] M> ::Savant engaged one of the local holographic diodes and used the tractor/pressor on it to float a cup of osme soup from the replicator:: About fourty five minutes, Tebrun. [19:48] M> ::glances over at Ironside and winces, then nods at Savant:: How did that happen? [19:48] S> +taps+Security to Sickbay, What is Lt Shar's status and is he up for having visitors? [19:48] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:48] ::Frowns:: an ambush again?? I dont like this Captain [19:48] M> ::indicates Ironside:: [19:48] CIC> He's having difficulty sittnig up, Sieven. I don't think we should let him wander about. [19:48] M> If I have to sedate you, I will. I would prefer not to do so because, frankly, your body is still in terrible shape. [19:49] CIC> All right. I need a live com feed to him open at all times. [19:49] What's their current position Canturbury? [19:49] M> ::nods and doesn't respond:: [19:49] ::fingers poised for action over the standard evasives:: [19:49] CIC> +taps+ Lora Kor, from Drexler. [19:49] M> ::watches the display as she continues to work on ironside's lungs:: [19:49] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:49] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::feels the Wraith vibrate as the engines are started:: Torres, take her for a spin. Have Wraith 1 & 2 follow us in a standard patrol just in case. [19:49] ::decides to stand up and approach the tactical station:: [19:49] M> ::She set the cup down beside the Admiral and replied:: Commander Tal was subverted, and reset the explosive timers from ten minutes to one. We barely beamed him out in time. [19:49] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:49] ::steps out of the TL:: [19:49] M> +taps+ Negative, Security. He is staying right where he is and getting some much needed rest. [19:49] M> ::chest begins to rise and fall more noticably as his longs are slowly repaired and the life support system is able to re-introduce oxygen:: [19:49] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:49] E> ::read some minor fluctuation in some secondary unused system...:: [19:49] M> Well, he came home under his own power, to tell the honest truth. [19:50] M> ::nods slowly, accepting the tea:: I'll want-- no, I'll need some food. +taps+ Go, Commander Drexler. [19:50] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:50] We should inform the admiral of this Captain [19:50] M> +taps+ Understood, let us know when he is up to having visitors. Security out... [19:50] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:50] M> ::notices Ironside's chest rise and fall more normally and looks at the display as his oxygen saturation begins to fall more into normal levels:: [19:50] CIC> +taps+ Welcome back, admiral. For obvious reasons, I think I need to be able to hear what you say. I'd also like to monitor Ironside, too. [19:50] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:51] M> ::She smiled:: Of course. ::The computer program sorted through his list of replicator programs, choosing one of the more often selected choices, that she deemed wasn't too rich or stomach upsetting, and brought it to his bedside as well:: [19:51] CIC> The General won't be saying much for a good while, I think. [19:51] ::approaches a tactical console:: Let's get a full long range scan, Ensign. [19:51] M> +taps+ Give me a few minutes to eat, Commander. And given the visibl-- ::glances at Ironside closely:: [19:51] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:51] <[LCen_Farley]> Maam did you get a reply on if we were going to get supplied? [19:51] Sir, they're at the edge of the system, L036/L037. [19:52] M> ::lays back and trys to think of anything but his situation:: [19:52] M> Did we receive new medical equipment pursuant to the treatment of burns? [19:52] M> Lieutenant, you are in no shape to do anything. However, I must begin the autopsy on Commander Tal - ::glances at the green mess over on biobed 5:: - perhaps you could give me your account of events? [19:52] S> :;leaves the sec office and heads to a TL to the bridge:: Computer, Bridge {{I should go help out the Ens...}} [19:52] M> No, Admiral. Just a set of frantic doctors. [19:52] M> +taps+ ::more slowly:: Given the visible damage to the General, I doubt he'll be up and around for a while. I'll join you there shortly. Lora Kor out. [19:52] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:52] Captain I strongly suggest we inform the Fleet Staff of this [19:52] M> ::continues to complete the repairs on Ironside's lungs, then looks at the display again:: [19:52] CIC> ::shoots a glance at Savant:: Savant, I have every confidence the message will come to us whether through a burning bush or the mouth of a badly injured man. It will come. [19:52] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::feels the Wraith tremble a bit as the engines power is increased:: You have the conn, Torres. I will be with the Chief. Fox stay alert. [19:52] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> I sent out a request, but noone in the area was very willing to give up any FM torps. Understandable, really. [19:52] ::nods, looking:: That's roughly the same area they were in previously. Have their numbers increased since....last time? [19:53] CIC> He won't be conscious for a time, Sieven. But we'll see what happens. [19:53] ::having fully come to realize after all her time served that the worst time is having to wait for an expected attack:: [19:53] ::notices sign by door - security:: [19:53] <[LCen_Farley]> We could use some regular items too maam. [19:53] ::enters security:: [19:53] M> My account? ::grows angry:: My account of what happened? Look at me Doctor and ask me that again! ::a dangerous glint in his eyes as his temper begins to get the best of him, powerful emotions floating through his brain:: [19:54] M> ::looks at the dome device over Ironside, noticing some scar tissue in Ironside's lungs healing themselves and her eyes widen:: [19:54] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:54] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:54] ::shakes his head:: Four of them were destroyed, so there's now only eight ships. ...Sir. [19:54] M> ::nods to himself, watching Dyson work and chewing on a tuna salad sandwich without really tasting it:: [19:54] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::grins:: Ohh? Do I need to appoint a quatermaster to make up a list? [19:55] ::shakes his head at the Captain:: +Taps+ Prescot to CIC... We have detected the Xur again sir, they are forming up exactly like they did last time, laying in wait for an ambush [19:55] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:55] M> ::sighs:: I can see what happened to you. And Savant gave me a brief runndown when everyone started piling in. But I need to know what you saw, what you experienced, concerning Commander Tal's odd behavior. It might tell me what to look for, might help me know how to prevent this from happening to anyone else. [19:55] ::walks up to the ens and gets on the security consul next to him:: Thought you could use a hand... [19:55] E> ::create a list of system to wich will need some recalibration, check up, repairs and other that aren't working as suposed to:: (w) That will give us some work... [19:55] Hmm...::scratches his chin:: Alright...keep an eye on their movements...and alert me should they begin to move again. [19:55] M> ::raises a brow but continues her work on repairing Ironside's lungs:: [19:55] M> He's not the only one who's healing quickly. Five minutes ago you were ont he verge of rejecting Kor. [19:55] ::turns to Prescot:: How long until Xanadu's translation? Assuming it happens at the same time it did previously... [19:56] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::exits the bridge and walks towards the rear of the Wraith making an effort to check the ship for damage:: [19:56] M> ::blinks and looks at Savant:: You're becoming quite the telepath for a computer program, Commander. [19:56] M> And yes. I know. [19:56] Canterburry, I'll watch the secuitity if you watch tactical.... [19:56] M> ::frowns and tries to get off the biobed:: I need to get out of here.... I can't be reminded!!! Get out of my way!!! [19:56] <> [19:56] M> ::She smiled vaguely:: I've recently written a new set of line recognition drivers, they're doing marvels for my ability to discern facial expressions. [19:56] M> I can see that. [19:56] M> ::makes an almost inaudible sound as his body begins attempting to breathe...on its own:: [19:57] not very long sir... espically if they are forming up like this [19:57] <[LCen_Farley]> ::hands a PADD to Ma'Aru with the nessary items needed:: Here you go maam. [19:57] M> ::forces the weakened Andorian to the table, pulls out a hypo, and jams it into Shar's neck:: Good night, Lieutenant. [19:57] ::sighs, hating to play the waiting game:: [19:57] ::nods, quietly sighing to himself:: [19:57] M> It's been awhile since I've had time to do any upgrading, I was wondering if anyone was going to notice. [19:57] M> ::slips into a deep sleep, and begins to dream again:: [19:57] M> Let's get up to the CIC. We need to plan our next move, particularly given that we know how our adversary is going to play theirs. [19:57] M> Are you sure you're feeling well enough? [19:57] M> ::erects a restraining field over Shar:: [19:58] ::senses' the Ensign's disappointment and sighs:: [19:58] M> ::moves over to Tal and switches on the biobed monitors:: [19:58] M> ::pushes himself slowly off the biobed:: Don't have much choice in the matter. I'd just as soon not repeat that nap, if I can avoid it. [19:58] CIC> +taps+ Acknowledged, major. [19:58] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:58] <> [19:58] Dream> ::runs down a long, never ending corridor, running from something....:: [19:58] ::looks around the security office, notices a couple crewman: [19:58] M> ::watches the display, continuing to work on stabilizing Ironside and watching his chest rise and fall:: [19:58] M> ::Stands:: That's very fair. Just don't push yourself too hard, all right? [19:59] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::flips quickly through the list, then looks back at Farley:: If you continue to keep up with so many tasks I'm never going to get amount of personel I want [19:59] M> ::watches the monitors remain at zero, save for the rapidly falling body temperature:: [19:59] <[LCen_Farley]> ::puts the ship on hold position mode and stands up:: [19:59] +taps+ Daren to Sickbay, status report.... [19:59] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:59] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:59] M> ::pulls out a tricorder and activates the main status monitor nearby:: [19:59] M> +taps+ I have Ironside stable but hes still in no condition to leave Sickbay..as for the others Dr Green and Savant are helping me with them. [19:59] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:59] M> ::nods and heads for the door as steadily as he can:: Admiralty, departing. ::leaves Sickbay:: [20:00] CIC> Savant, time to Xanadu arrival? [20:00] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::stops near a figure bent over checking an instrument panel:: Status Chief? Do we have a ship that can fly or just another target drone? ::listens asthe chief gives him the low down:: [20:00] ::crewman look busy, leaves security office:: [20:00] E> ::write a text message for Farley while monitoring ship status : Farley, any chance that we can get togetter off duty again like old time, it's been soo long since we did so. I feel like having someone to talk to. : and press send:: [20:00] ::senses that the Captain is worried:: {{got to ignore that....focus on the task at hand}} [20:00] M> ::Savnat follows alongside the Admiral, though the laser tweezers she was directing in sickbay were still at work:: [20:00] <[LCen_Farley]> Well we don't need anybody but you and me maam. Were just to damn good, and less people to make mistakes ::smiles:: [20:00] TL> ::enters TL:: CIC, if you please. [20:00] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:00] Dream> ::runs and runs, looking back now and again trying to indetify what is chasing him:: [20:00] *> ::To Kor: This is the last time I want to see you in a near- death situation, all right? [20:00] <[LCen_Farley]> ::hears the panel beep and reads message:: [20:00] M> ::air begins to flow in and out of Ironside's lungs of his body's own volition:: [20:00] CIC> About thirty five minutes. It's hard to tell without a galactic standard. [20:01] CIC> That's fine. [20:01] M> Okay, Commander, let's figure out why it is that you're here... [20:01] TL> Who knows what the future will bring. Anything else of note happen while I was out? You said that Commander Tal appeared to be subverted? [20:01] CIC> Just need the timestamps to match roughly. [20:01] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::grins, watching him move toward the console:: [20:01] M> ::looks at the display showing his lung function and smiles seeing air flowing in and out:: [20:01] TL> The tar na zee, or something else? [20:01] <[LCen_Farley]> ::sends message back : Sky as soon as we get through this mission I'd love to get back to some old times. It's been way to long. Farley. Sends message:: [20:02] TL> The Tar Na Zee. Commander Tal attacked Mr Shar... bit his other antennae right off. Our security force had to use lethal force, I'm afraid. . . [20:02] TL> This feels... wrong, somehow. [20:02] M> Let's see... fifty percent of your brain mass is missing - whether on the bridge or never there to begin with, we'll have to determine at a later time. [20:02] E> ::click for the reply... and write one too before closign the connection : I copy that, Skylooker out.:: [20:02] <[LCen_Farley]> ::turns back to Ma'Aru:: But I don't think Starfleet would let us maam. [20:02] M> ::The set of mounted lazer tweezers began the delicate work of reconstructing Ironsides' face:: Should I give him a moustache? [20:02] The Xur knew where Xanadu was going to be last time...they seem to know agian this time. What if the first time we saw them ambush Xanadu, it wasn't actually their first time doing so? ::raises an eyebrow:: [20:02] Dream> ::sees nothing but darkness and shadow's behind him, runs on and on and on:: [20:02] TL> Why do you say that, Tebrun? [20:02] ::enters TL:: Shuttle bay [20:03] TL> I don't know. I wish I did. [20:03] <[LCen_Farley]> Would you like something to eat or drink maam. ::starts walking to the replicator:: [20:03] ::blinks as he looks at the console, then turns to the captain:: Sir? [20:03] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> Couldn't hurt to ask. [20:03] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> And no, I'm more than fine. [20:03] TL> I think that if we can trust anything, Tebrun, right now it's that we should trust our instincts. [20:03] M> ::frowns:: A lot of blood missing, too. Understandable, after what that Camelynian brute was forced to do to you. [20:03] ::looks back at the Captain then at his console:: temporal mechanics make my head hurt [20:03] ::winces overhearing the captain:: This is why I hate time travel. [20:03] WHat is it Ensign? ::turns to Tactical:: [20:04] ::shudders:: Oh god, not AGAIN... [20:04] <[LCen_Farley]> ::smiles and gets a small snack and drink and heads back to the helm:: [20:04] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:04] ::feels the creepy sensation running up her spine, of being watched by someone or something she couldn't spot:: [20:04] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::thanx the chief and heads back to the bridge but suddenly stops half way there:: What the...? ::looks around:: Not again [20:04] ::double-checks the system:: Two subspace distortions forming in L036/L037. ::pauses:: Correction, one. [20:04] ::pulls up a tactical screen:: Uh oh... [20:05] <[LCen_Farley]> We only need a couple more on the bridge anyways maam. [20:05] Xanadu? [20:05] M> ::picks up a piece of bone:: Damn, you have a thick skull, Commander. How'd he manage to do that to you, anyway? [20:05] Dream> ::out of the darkness, as he runs, a strange sound begins:: [20:05] =.\ction= The holographic tank soon confirms Ensign Canterbury's read: a "new" subspace disruption, still very small, is forming in L036/L037. [20:05] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:05] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::stands there closing his eyes and muttering:: Not again...not again. Go away!!! [20:05] +Taps+ Prescot to Cmdr Drexler... we have one subspace distortion forming in L036/L037 [20:05] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:05] ::enters shuttle bay, looking around:: [20:05] <[LCen_Farley]> Tactical and science. Correct maam? [20:05] +taps+ Acknowledged. [20:05] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:06] Scan the distortion... [20:06] TL> There's a new subspace disruption forming in L036/37. about five per cent of the previous occurence. [20:06] M> ::taps the console next to the main biobed where Ironside lay and keep a close eye on his vital signs:: [20:06] ::does her best to shake off the feeling but combined with the emotional rollercoaster of the last few hours, is being pushed to her limits:: [20:06] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> Helm too, unless you want to stay up here. [20:06] CIC> ::enters CIC:: Status, Commander Drexler. [20:06] +com+ Lora Kor, from Drexler. Subspace distortion in L036, and the Xur have taken up position around it. [20:06] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:06] CIC> ::Savant nods with a smile at Drexler:: [20:06] ::turns to Farley.:: Security actually... [20:06] CIC> ::untaps the badge as the admiral comes in:: [20:06] CIC> ::mildly:: Thank you, Commander. Diameter and rate of growth? [20:07] CIC> ::displays it on the holotable:: [20:07] CIC> ::leans against one of the holographic tables for support:: [20:07] CIC> It must be a strategic element element. Maybe their line of supply? [20:07] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::somewhere the red alert is sounded as he tries to close his mind to...:: Got to concentrate ::feels eyes all over him as he takes a step towards the bridge:: [20:07] M> Good lord, woman. Your hormone levels are all out of place. Especially endorphines.... [20:07] Dream> ::begins to recognize the sound as he stumbles in mid stride, out of the darkness he hears the sound of a child laughing:: [20:07] ::notices fighters, walks over and climbs into cockpit:: now this feels better [20:07] =.\ction= In the various holographic projections, the disruption is still very small, not much bigger than a shuttlecraft at this point, but visibly growing. [20:07] I don't remember it happening this way... [20:07] M> Why were you feeling so good? Dr. Reed was down here, so that wasn't it.... [20:07] CIC> Has anyone asked Alicia about this? [20:07] CIC> We've made some changes. Maybe they were significant. [20:08] CIC> Already on it, Sieven ^_^ [20:08] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::nods towards one of the datastreams on the viewscreen:: Looks like were about to move. Better get ready. [20:08] CIC> It's probably al classified. [20:08] CIC> It's a tear. [20:08] ::grunts as he sends down warning to the fighter bay.. "All fighters prepare for launch on my mark":: [20:08] <[LCen_Farley]> Well maam, I've been thinking about that. I was wondering if is was possiable or even correct to change jobs this far along? [20:08] CIC> Does Alciia know there's an ambush waiting? [20:09] CIC> I've made her aware [20:09] Dream> ::falls on his face and begins crawling on all fours trying to escape the laughter emitting from the darkness, laughter that sounds closer:: [20:09] ::hears warning call:: oh...not again... [20:09] * LCen_Skylooker (~LewisShar@Toronto-HSE-ppp3742119.sympatico.ca) Quit (Quit: ) [20:09] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:09] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:09] <[LCen_Farley]> ::gets to the helm seat and takes her off hold mode:: [20:09] <[LCen_Farley]> Ready maam. [20:09] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::enters the bridge not feeling well as Torres calls out that Fox picked up something on sensors:: Okay...dispatch Wraith 1 & 2 to investigate. Torres turn us around and head for the fleet. [20:09] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> You're doing a marvelous job, must be some pilot somewhere in you. We can easily find an engineer if you want to stay at helm. [20:10] M> ::quietly breathes on his own as he is ever so slowly mended, still very much looking like something that sat on the barbeque too long:: [20:10] * Obs_Santiago (santiago@208.12.101.150) has joined #uss-coronado [20:10] =.\ction= The tear continues to grow and is now about the size of Coro herself. The Xur warships take up positions nearby, obviously awaiting the arrival of Xanadu. [20:10] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:10] ::looks around, yeahing at a nearby private:: get me a flight helment now [20:10] M> ::a whimpering sound emits from his sleeping form, soon turns to moaning:: [20:10] M> ::monitors Ironside's condition, and begins treating the burns on his body with a dermal regenerator:: [20:11] M> ::removes what is left of Tal's brain and begins poking around in it:: Hrm... [20:11] The tear is growing sir... its about the size of the Coronado now [20:11] <[LCen_Farley]> Thanks you maam. [20:11] CIC> What happens if the tear isn't repaired by Xanadu? [20:11] ::looks at the tactical readouts:: The Xur ships are taking up positions around the tear. [20:11] ::shudders:: Shouldn't we get in there and take them out now? [20:11] <[LCen_Farley]> I will go where you think I'm most needed, maam. [20:11] Captain, Something is downloading a large portion of the ship's sensor logs.... [20:11] CIC> ::looks at the admiral:: I think we need to intervene. Perhaps Xanadu can get in and out fast enough. [20:11] Dream> ::regains his footing and runs, faster than before:: Get away.... Get away from me.... ::the laughing intesifies behind his:: [20:11] CIC> The last one was getting ready to make an attempt to tear apart an inhabited system. Presumably it keeps... growing. [20:11] ::nods at the Helmswoman:: thats my idea sir.. [20:11] private> yes sir ::handing the lt a helment:: [20:11] M> This is terrible. Chemical levels are completely off- base for a Romulan. [20:12] CIC> I don't think we want to find that out. You recall being inside one of those, right? [20:12] M> ::leans back:: Could that be what set you off? Or is that an effect? [20:12] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::nods deftly:: We'll work it out.. ::leans forward:: Course plotted? [20:12] :;pushes some buttons to try to stop it:: It appears that the download is going off the ship. Trying to sever the link... [20:12] I don't understand...why are we watching this happen....again? [20:12] CIC> +taps+ Sickbay, from Drexler. [20:12] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:12] CIC> . . . I'm going to be somewhat distracted over the next few moments. Say my name if you need me please [20:12] <[LCen_Farley]> Layed in and ready maam. [20:13] M> ::frowns:: Effect and cause. Cause and effect. Damn, I hate this time travel nonsense. [20:13] CIC> Commander Drexler, let's try harrassing attacks again. [20:13] have you asked the Admiral for orders sir? [20:13] ::notices others pilots entering bay:: [20:13] CIC> Send in a half-dozen ships to see if they can break up this ambush before it gains any momentum. [20:13] M> ::runs the regenerator slowly over Ironside's burned skin:: [20:13] M> ::grins as he sets the brain aside:: Though in this case, I do hope we do it once more. For your sake, Commander. [20:13] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::listens as Wraiths 1 & 2 start sending reports:: Have the Raptors pull back. Looks like a slugfest developing. ::turns to Torres:: Keep us on the edges of this battle. We will try and pick off the Xur vessels especially their fighters. [20:13] CIC> +taps+ Bridge, from Flag. [20:13] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:14] +taps+ Daren here, Admiral. Are you well? [20:14] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:14] ::fustration and anger over the day's events bleeding over:: We all jus' gonna sit around and let this happen again? [20:14] Dream> ::the far end of the dark tunnel begins to grow light, new hope is formed and he accelerates, trying to outrun the laughter:: [20:14] ::has the computer re encryt the security codes:: Captain, I have severed the link to our computers... [20:14] CIC> ::nods:: [20:14] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:14] ::staring at the holotank, visably not enjoying sitting back watching "history" repeat itself... [20:14] * Obs|Jacob (~president@roc-24-95-221-119.rochester.rr.com) has left #uss-coronado [20:14] CIC> +taps+ Well as can be expected, Captain. Say Coronado's condition. I was thinking about sending in a slashing attack. Coro capable of being part of it? [20:14] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:14] :: [20:15] ::looks over at the private again...smiles:: private can you make sure my bags get taken to my quaters? [20:15] M> ::glances over at Dyson as Drexler's call comes in:: You going to get that? [20:15] ::Savant does her best to calm down Alicia, who just found out about what happened in the first iteration and is naturally quite upset over the outcome:: [20:15] ::tries to figure out how they got an authorized link though by looking through the computer logs:: [20:15] +taps+ Coronado is ready and able, Sir. A little more so if you ask me. I'm getting a little uneasy sitting here and watching history unfold, again [20:15] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:15] M> If you hadnt noticed i am tending to Ironside.. ::looks at Green:: Can you handle it please? [20:15] private> ::nods:: yes sir [20:15] M> ::grimaces:: Of course. [20:16] Dream> ::runs towards the light, begining to laugh as it grows closer, behind him the laughter also grows closer:: [20:16] M> +taps+ Sickbay here, Commander Drexler. Dr. Green speaking. [20:16] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:16] M> ::rolls her eyes and tends to her patient, watching his vitals closely:: [20:16] CIC> Sirs, Alicia is over-riding Xanadu's programming. [20:16] CIC> +com+ Cerberus group, from Flag. Form up, new heading. L036/037 system, battle stations. You're going to harass the Xur and keep them from attacking Xanadu. [20:16] =.\ction= The automatic klaxon sounds as Coronado's alert status changes to red . [20:16] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:16] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> You heard him, Farley. Red alert, decloak, and engage slipstream at maximum velocity. [20:17] <[LCen_Farley]> ::puts the petal to the metal:: ACK maam. [20:17] CIC> Sirs, I recommend staying out of the tactical theartre. Alicia is going to wait until the tear destroys the Xur ships,a nd then will intervene. [20:17] CIC> ::turns and looks at Savant, as quickly as he is able:: Overriding it to do... what, exactly? [20:17] Dream> ::emerges into a small but bright room, and discovers to his further horror that there is no way out:: [20:17] CIC> To stay away. She's got no desire to die, and i don't exactly blame her. [20:18] ::listens to the Captain and switches the LCARS display to more intimate control over the weapons:: [20:18] =.\ction= The tear is now visible to the naked eye, and the Xur starfish weapon emplacements begin to glow in anticipation. [20:18] <[LCen_Farley]> ::the ship goes up to max speed, decloaks and red alert is sounded:: [20:18] CIC> ::frowns:: +taps+ Bridge, from Flag. Be advised that Xanadu has no intention of arriving in-system. [20:18] CIC> ::blinks:: +com+ Cerberus group, standby. Do not engage. [20:18] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:18] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:18] CIC> ::tries to think this through:: What happens if Xanadu doesn't enter the system? [20:18] CIC> I hope she knows what she's doing. [20:19] CIC> The Xur head to Xanadu? [20:19] ::looks up from the logs:: Captain, I've determined the location of the download. It came from Xanadu. They or It managed to get the the first iteration of our sensor logs. [20:19] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::roll-eyes:: Turn us around, back to L35. [20:19] <[LCen_Farley]> ::hears the call and brings her to a slower speed and a wide arc turn to head back:: ACK [20:19] ::grins:: +taps+ Acknowledged. [20:19] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:19] ::sighs, now forced to wait even longer:: [20:19] Dream> ::cowers at the far end of the room and waits as the thing emmitting the laughter comes near:: [20:19] <[LCen_Farley]> What was that all about maam? [20:19] Seems Xanadu has a few tricks planned this time 'round....standby all stations. [20:20] few tricks? How so captain?? [20:20] <[LCen_Farley]> I know they have to many people on there bridge! ::laughs alittle at the inside joke:: [20:20] M> ::frowns:: +taps+ Commander Drexler, from Sickbay. This is reply number two to your inquiry. Standing by. [20:20] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:20] We'll find out shortly, Major. [20:20] CIC> +com+ Diregard, Sickbay. [20:20] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:20] <> [20:20] M> ::working on Ironside, then turns to look at the console next to her, tapping it a few times:: [20:21] =.\ction= The time of Xanadu's arrival during the "first iteration" comes... then passes. [20:21] Dream> ::laughter fills the room so loud he has to cover his ears and begins to scream out in absolute horror as he begins to suspect what's been chasing him:: [20:21] CIC> +taps+ Wait, Sickbay. Make sure you tell me if the General says anything. [20:21] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:21] CIC> ::Savant watches the Xur with great interest.. she can practically see the disappointment on the ships:: [20:21] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:21] M> ::throws up his hands, green blood and grey matter spattering everywhere:: +taps+ Roger that, Commander. [20:21] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:21] Here we are again... ::frowns and closely monitors the Xur ships:: [20:21] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::grins:: Something must have happened. No real threat there if Xanadu isn't going to show, though. [20:21] M> ::screams out again in his sleep, but instead of waking, remains asleep:: [20:21] CIC> +taps+ Drexler out. [20:21] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:21] CIC> How did this... tear... form? Why did it form? [20:21] CIC> I don't know, Tebrun. [20:21] CIC> It almost seems like a lure. [20:22] M> Impossible man... [20:22] ::looks to the Captain:: Sir, the Xur ships are moving away from the tear! [20:22] CIC> Perhaps the Adversary creates tears purposely. [20:22] CIC> There are lures, and there are lures. You can describe the dilithium asteroid field as something designed to lure us into this system. [20:22] <[LCen_Farley]> True [20:22] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::sits down in his chair and watches studying the two fleets and the growing tear:: Something has changed. ::eyes Torres:: Keep an eye on the Xur fleet. [20:22] Visual... [20:23] ::Gives Alicia a direct feed to what she could see in the L036/37 system:: [20:23] CIC> ::nods:: And maybe the Xur wanted Xanadu in this system... or maybe Xanadu's arrival is completely coincidental, related to the existence of the tear. Maybe the Xur don't want Xanadu here at all. [20:23] CIC> A subspace distortion of this kind would certain trigger a response from Xanadu, and knowing that, the Adversary would be able to ambush Xanadu, just as we witnessed before. [20:23] ::watches the Xur ships milling about when the visual feed comes up:: [20:23] M> ::goes back to work on Tal's body:: [20:23] CIC> ::blinks:: Hm. [20:23] Looks like they're falling back. [20:23] M> ::frowns:: Aren't you supposed to have green eyes? [20:23] The tear is continuing to grow... [20:23] CIC> Savant, record the sensor feed. [20:23] M> ::peels back her eyelids for a closer look:: [20:23] CIC> Already on it.... sirs, this tear's the biggest that Xanadu's ever encountered. Alicia's a bit worried. [20:24] They're wondering why the hell Xanadu hasn't translated yet, that's what ::Checks the time:: [20:24] =.\ction= nuke.wav The holographic projections flicker for a moment... one of the dilithium asteroids has come into contact with the tear, causing a secondary effect of some kind. [20:24] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:24] M> Savant, could you confirm for me that Commander Tal's record lists her as having green eyes? [20:24] M> . . . Yes, Lieutenant, she had green eyes. [20:24] M> ::goes back to work on Ironside:: [20:24] Dream> ::a dark shadowy figure emerges from the tunnel, all manners of laughter emitting from it, no discernable shape forming of it:: [20:25] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::winces, watching the display:: Losing all that dilithium to this tear would be a terrible waste [20:25] <[LCen_Farley]> ::gets the ship back into her original spot:: Back in hold position maam. [20:25] This can't be good.... [20:25] That tear isnt going to stop.. [20:25] <[LCen_Farley]> Not if it takes those enemy ships with it. [20:25] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> Recloak, might as well take us back to yellow, too. [20:25] =.\ction= The sensors continue to be blinded -- it's apparent that some sort of massive secondary effect chain reaction is in process -- and the tear and the rest of the system are not clearly visible. [20:25] M> These eyes are gray. Almost silver, in fact. [20:26] <[LCen_Farley]> Ack ::recloaks and yellow alert:: [20:26] CIC> ::gives Tebrun a worried look:: [20:26] Dream> ::the shape does nothing but laugh for a few moments then in a flash a small Andorian boy stands in front of the cowering Shar with a look of pity:: [20:26] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:26] CIC> ::bites his lower lip:: This is looking a lot like a binary explosive. [20:26] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::watches the growing explosions:: Maybe we should get out of here before that entire system blows. ::eyes Torres a bit worried:: [20:26] did they do that to destroy the Jjaro station in that dilithium field? [20:26] CIC> Commander Savant, is Alicia willing to take Xanadu in if she has our support? [20:26] Sir, astrometric sensors aren't picking up anything, but tactical sensors are showing the tear to be growing exponentially. [20:26] I don't like this... how do we know they aren't taking advantage of this blind to escape? [20:26] M> ::switches from a tricorder to the main overhead sensor pallet:: [20:27] CIC> I've offered our support. I hope that she accepts it. [20:27] =.\ction= Down in Engineering, main power fails. [20:27] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:27] M> Computer, run deep-level quantum signature scan on body identified as Commander Velorna Tal. Compare with transporter signatures from her last four transports. [20:27] ::nods:: Keep your tactical sensors locked, not sure when we might need to go in... [20:28] CIC> ::watches main power drop, and auxilliary kick in:: [20:28] Dream> ::silence from the boy, whimpering from him as the boy just waits:: [20:28] CIC> ::Savant flickers and goes translucent:: [20:28] We've lost main power sir.. [20:28] =.\ction= Nacelles all over the system go from bright blue to dark grey in a few seconds -- it's clear that whatever's happening isn't restricted to Coronado. [20:28] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:28] ::watches the warp drive readouts drop to fail, taps the board for a response:: Main power just went down sir, warp drive inactive. [20:28] M> ::glances up as the lights flicker:: Oh, bother. [20:28] ::taps in sequences into the console and pauses as it flickers, then resumes where he left off:: Understood, Captain. [20:28] We've what? +taps+ Bridge to Engineering, report! [20:28] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:28] CIC> . . . All things run down, in time. . . [20:28] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> Farley? [20:28] * LCdr_Dyson (Natty@host-66-81-50-15.rev.o1.com) has left #uss-coronado [20:28] <[LCen_Farley]> ::panels starts going red:: Maam, we've got problems!! [20:29] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::continuesz watching almost mesmerized as suddenly the Wraith powers down:: +taps+ Chief, report? What happened? [20:29] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:29] :;watches the lights go down:: That can't be good.....::tries to cycle through computer logs tomake sure her security measures are still up on the computer:: [20:29] CIC> ::glances around, then at Savant, and suddenly at Tebrun:: [20:29] Skylooker> E> +taps+ Some kind of massive energy disruption, Captain! Definitely an external effect. Subspace fields are collapsing all over the ship... [20:29] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:29] Oswald> E> +taps+ We're gonna lose the main computer in another few seconds! [20:29] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:29] ::shrugs, having thought she adequately explained the problem via her board's tie-ins to engineering readouts, works to switch systems to auxilliary control and power:: [20:29] <[LCen_Farley]> The mains aren't looking to good maam! [20:30] M> ::breathing becomes shallow, the medical support systems supporting his brain and heart functions beginning to flutter:: [20:30] =.\ction= The holographic tanks go dark and silent, relying as they do on subspace-based LORASON sweeps. [20:30] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:30] M> ::pounds a console as the screens go blank:: Dammit to hell! [20:30] CIC> ::Blinks and looks around the CIC with something of a sorrowful look:: Good luck, everyone. [20:30] CIC> Admiral, I'm preparing to run the internal sensors as the decryption sequence. If we lose computer, we might be stuck. [20:30] +taps+ Is there anything we can do to prevent this? ::turns to Prescot:: Any indication as to what may be causing this? [20:30] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:30] <[LCen_Farley]> Shutting the core down maam, before soemthing bad happens, switching to impulse generators for power. [20:30] CIC> ::nods:: Stand by. I doubt this is good. What do we have in the way of sensors without subspace? [20:31] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::listens as the chief can give no answer:: Everything looks okay? Have you checked for damage that you might have missed? ::turns as Torres reports that the other two Raptors have lost all power:: [20:31] CIC> Can we contact the Taer via ansible? Find out what's happening? [20:31] M> ::hurries to Ironside's side:: [20:31] It some kind of massive energy distortion sir, I couldnt get a decent lock on anything.. [20:31] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::nods:: You know best. Any chance the anisble is still working? [20:31] CIC> I can't see anything except what's right in front of me, Tebrun. [20:31] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:31] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:31] Dream> ::he looks up at the boy as nothing happens, grows silent and stares:: [20:31] M> ::scans the general with a tricorder:: [20:31] * vtgurl (WinNT@pm843-22.dialip.mich.net) has joined #uss-coronado [20:31] ::feeling a nagging sense of this not being a good thing begin to overwhelm her, forces herself to concentrate on keeping what she can from here online, praying that engineering is doing the same down there:: [20:31] CIC> Savant, what was that you said? [20:31] * vtgurl (WinNT@pm843-22.dialip.mich.net) has left #uss-coronado [20:31] CIC> About time... ::works to bring up the ansible controls:: [20:31] M> ::twitches again as his heart starts to fibrulate:: [20:31] <[LCen_Farley]> Checking maam. [20:31] M> ::grimaces and picks up a cardiac stimulant:: [20:32] <[LCen_Farley]> Ansible's are still working fine. [20:32] M> ::injects Ironside with the stimulant and presses a cortical regulator to the General's head:: [20:32] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:32] =.\ction= Holographic tanks switch to visual sensors, which show the L036/L037 system a few light-years distant, glowing in a friendly way. [20:32] CIC> ::Savant takes a good few seconds before her head turns to Drexler, and then another few seconds to reply:: I've said a lot Sieven. But from the condition of the computer ::another long pause:: I'm going to get awfully quiet soon. [20:32] Hmm, keep an eye on emergency power readouts... [20:33] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::pulls up a communication panel and sends out a quick status report, noting many such similar on the network:: [20:33] CIC> ::nods grimly at Savant:: Do your best, Commander. Stay with us. Drexler, I need the Taer. I need to know what's happening. [20:33] Is it just us or is this a galaxy-wide thing going on now? [20:33] M> Today is not your day to die, General. [20:33] CIC> It's out of my . . . hands, Tebrun. Entropy has a . . . way of running . . . all things down. [20:34] Dream> ::his curiousity finally overcomes his fear:: Who.... Who are you? [20:34] CIC> I'm locating our contact, one second. [20:34] M> ::cardiac arrest....again:: [20:34] <[LCen_Farley]> Everything else checks out. Subspace items are out. Impulse power only. [20:34] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::mutters to himself as the reports worsen:: looks like everyone is experiencing problems. Torres go and assit the Chief. Fox remain on whatever sensors are still working. ::feels useless as he stares at the helmsman consoles with the darkened lights:: [20:34] M> ::grunts and flings himself upon the biobed, astraddle the general's chest:: [20:35] ::feels as if somehow everything today has gone wrong in so many horrible ways:: [20:35] M> ::begins CPR with a cycle 15 compressions and two breaths:: [20:35] CIC> ::Savant leans forward in her seat at the logistics terminal, placing a hand to her forehead:: Everything has gotten so slow. . . [20:35] CIC> ::curses:: Furious just disappeared, position... just under one parsec from L036 system, en route to our location. [20:35] Raise internal security to it's highest level...we may not see an attack coming but that doesn't mean we can [20:35] Dream> ::the boy doesn't respond but simply points at Shar:: [20:35] Raise internal security to it's highest level...we may not see an attack coming but that doesn't mean we can't prepare for one... [20:36] CIC> What? Give me a tactical view, last known sensor readings, then show me where she disappered. [20:36] CIC> Savant, all of this cryptic talk you're giving me. Is there any kind of message you can give me to unlock the Jjaro data? [20:36] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:36] CIC> Aye. ::puts the information up for the admiral to view:: [20:36] CIC> Alicia is.... moving into the system. [20:36] M> Breathe, dammit! ::checks Ironside's pulse and breathing, both still non-existant:: [20:36] ::nods:: Yes, Sir...::puts security on notice to be aware fo intruders and assigns extra patrols to the ship:: [20:36] ::nods at the Captain and begins to order his men around via whats left of the comms systems, telling them to preform regular patrols:: [20:36] ::itching to tell the captain what he can do with his security worries, equally anxious to just get the Coronado headed away from here:: [20:37] M> ::heart and breathing starts....again:: [20:37] =.\ction= The holographic tanks, all linked now, show the L036/L037 system in the center, with a line representing the course of the R.S. Furious, heading from Reor to L035. The line vanishes a about three light-years from L036/L037, where it crosses close to that system on the way to L035. [20:37] CIC> I'll give you... the feed Alicia is... giving me, Sieven. [20:37] Dream> ::the boy lowers his hand:: I don't understand.... Who are you? ::the boy again doesn't respond but simply points at Shar:: [20:38] M> ::presses a hypo into Ironside's neck and continues the compressions/breaths cycle:: [20:38] CIC> Xanadu is within.... four light years of the system now. [20:38] ::notices some of the marines run out of the fighter bay:: [20:38] CIC> ::With laborious slowness, Savant displays the feed from Xanadu. The rift was huge, swallowing the entire system.. it was a good 3 light years wide and expanding still:: [20:39] CIC> ::frowns at the display:: The whole system is an enormous fly trap? ::turns to Savant:: Isn't it? [20:39] CIC> ::glances up at Tebrun:: I've got Jia Ron Drull on the line. [20:39] ::frowns in the darkness, certainly not enjoying this, steps to a nearby weapons locker and pulls out a phaser then strapping it to his side:: [20:39] ::adjusts his phaser to level 3, then slides it back at his hip:: [20:39] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::glances towards the empty science station, then forward towards Farley:: Any news from engineering? [20:39] ::jumps out of the cockpit, landing wrong and twisting his ankle:: [20:39] CIC> ::long pause, before Savant reacts:: The rift has expanded to a.... three light year diameter, Tebrun. [20:39] =.\ction= The display changes again. Xanadu hangs only a few hundred million kilometers from what is obviously an enormous tear... at least three light-years in diameter, it has enveloped the entire system. And it is obviously still growing as you watch. [20:39] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:40] <[LCen_Farley]> Were switched over to the impulse engines for power and ready as we're going to be, maam. [20:40] ::turns to say something to the captain just in time to see him strap on a phaser:: [20:40] M> C'mon, General. You're gonna live. [20:40] Dream> ::the boy lowers his hand and vanishes leaving Shar alone in the room:: What does it mean? ::asked to the empty room:: [20:40] CIC> ::looks up as the display changes, then glances over his shoulder at Drexler:: Never mind, Commander. At the current rate of expansion, it will hit this system in...? [20:40] Uhh...what the hell is it doing? [20:40] M> ::groans in his sleep [20:40] :: [20:40] CIC> ::Savant leans against the terminal, looking exhausted:: A few... minutes. [20:41] CIC> +taps+ Bridge, from CIC... if you have a way of getting out of here, I suggest you take advantage of it. Some distance seems... ::swallows:: advisible. [20:41] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:41] M> ::flings himself off the table with the ease and grace of a gymnast:: [20:41] ah...shoot..::gets up limps over the the weapon locker, grabing a phaser:: [20:41] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:41] ::shudders, sinking down in her seat further, trying to ignore the failed resource requests for subspace-based systems wailing for attention on her console:: [20:41] M> Okay, just... stabilize for a bit. [20:41] Helm, you heard the Admiral...best speed away from the distortion.... [20:42] ::checks his FM blade and exhales then looks at the Captain:: I somehow doubt that impulse power will be enough... we need to find a way to get out of here faster [20:42] ::shakes visibly:: Aye sir..... ::swings the Coronado around as fast as she can, then engages impulse engines at full:: [20:42] =.\ction= With a chirping sound from the Helm console, Coronado's impulse engines engage... [20:42] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:42] =.\ction= There is a flicker, and then Xanadu joins the Defender ships in the system. [20:42] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:42] CIC> Hello... Alicia. [20:42] <[LCen_Farley]> ::sees Coronado start leaving:: Shall we follow maam? [20:43] =.\ction= The "horizon" in the direction of L036/L037 begins to glow... imperceptibly at first, then you can clearly make it out. [20:43] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::considers it, then notices Xanadu:: I put more faith in that... [20:43] Dream> ::with the boy gone he slips into a deep and regular sleep:: [20:43] CIC> Admiral, we should enter Xanadu. [20:43] CIC> If there's time. [20:43] <[LCen_Farley]> ::sees the same thing:: Me too maam. [20:43] CIC> I . . . agree. [20:43] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::listens as Torres calls from engineering and reports that impulse engines are working:: Great. ::hears Fox report that Coro & other vessels are starting to move:: [20:43] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::nods:: Full impulse. [20:43] CIC> ::nods:: See to it, Commander. Then... then transmit our sensor logs to date into the copy of the Jjaro data that the General acquired. [20:43] ::notices Xanadu nearby:: [20:43] ::blinks, seeing a possible safety:: Captain, Xanadu, it might be able to get us out faster! ::Doesn't even wait for the order, hauls hard to port getting every bit of propulsion the impulse drive will give her:: [20:43] M> ::stabilizes for a bit, then goes back into cardiac arrest:: [20:44] M> ::moves over to Shar to check his vitals for the time being:: [20:44] CIC> ::looks over at the admiral:: Get another message, or are you just guessing this time? [20:44] M> ::shifts in his sleep and visibly relaxes as he falls into a deep slumber:: [20:44] CIC> Obviously, Xanadu remaining clear of the system is... not the correct course of action. The system is an enormous trap, probably originally built by this adversary of theirs. [20:44] <[LCen_Farley]> ::gets the ship moving at full impulse to Xanadu:: On our way maam. [20:44] M>::whips around and runs back over to Ironside:: [20:44] private> ::notices lt limping:: sir..are you ok ::he reaches to assist the lt:: [20:44] M> That was a damn order, Marine! [20:44] ::nods at D'rall:: Are we able to get them to stop so we can enter? [20:44] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::watches as vessels start to amke for Xanadu and begins flying the Wraith towards it:: Come on....lets get there before the big bang. [20:44] CIC> ::turns to Drexler:: Give me another option, Commander. How do we stop this thing? Hell, what do-- ::leans against the table:: What do we have to lose? [20:44] M> ::pops a new cartridge into the hypo and injects Ironside with yet another cardiac stimulant:: [20:44] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:45] CIC> The answer. . . it must be. . . something else. [20:45] =.\ction= Several of the smaller ships rocket toward the First Chamber entrance then seek shelter within the asteroid-starship. [20:45] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:45] ::visibly pales:: No time.... no time to stop... gotta get in there.... [20:45] CIC> ::eyes the admiral:: At least we're well prepared this time. ::reaches over to start preparing the decryption sequence:: [20:45] Helm, go! [20:45] private> we should get you to sickbay [20:45] M> ::stablizes yet again, his breathing and heartbeat going back to normal:: [20:45] <[LCen_Farley]> Making best speed maam. [20:45] ::holds onto the rear of the Command chair:: [20:45] ::pushes the throttle to maximum, ignoring every regulation in the book about impulse propulsion:: [20:46] =.\ction= The Ryla Whipsnakes launch themselves out of the system -- obviously their drives do not rely on subspace -- but without subspace sensors it is impossible to say where they go. The Camelynian ships head for Xanadu at best speed. [20:46] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:46] M> You are one tough sonofagun, General. But you could stand to be a little more consistent. [20:46] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:46] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:46] CIC> I'm sorry that... i'm not more use at present. . . [20:47] =.\ction= The transit is a little too close, as D'rall sends the ship skittering along Xanadu's hull, Coro's false matter shields lighting up here and there. [20:47] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:47] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::increases the Wraith's speed to max as Torres reappears and he surrenders the controls to her:: Make for xanadu. All vessels are making best speed for her. [20:47] M> ::scans the General:: [20:47] CIC> ::looks at the admiral slowly, deliberately:: I'm ready to decode the data. [20:47] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::watches the asteroid growing everlarge in the viewscreen:: [20:47] M> ::rolls onto his back and begins to snore...... very loudly:: [20:47] Easy, Lieutenant...::braces:: [20:47] M> ::feels the ship shudder as she brushes the asteroid:: [20:47] ::grits teeth, cursing as she tries to bring the ship back under control and gain entrance:: [20:47] CIC> ::swallows:: Just in case this timeline... persists after... after... [20:48] <[LCen_Farley]> ::brings the ship to the entrance speed:: [20:48] M> ::winces:: [20:48] CIC> In any case, wait until we're all inside. Give... us? them? a chance. [20:48] <[LCen_Farley]> Ready for entry maam. [20:48] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> Go. [20:48] M> ::shouts to no one in particular:: These are not ideal conditions for treating patients! [20:48] CIC> ::Looks up at Tebrun:: don't give up yet. . . Tebrun. . . [20:48] CIC> ::nods and secures the activation sequence:: [20:48] =.\ction= The Camelynian ships enter Xanadu, firing beam weapons to clear the more dangerous ice spires in the First Chamber for their larger ships. [20:48] ::slams on the brakes at the last second, shedding speed:: [20:48] Whipsnakes are bugging out, Captain. [20:49] ::shakes his head no:: I'm ok, it can wait....::stumbling as the ship shudders:: [20:49] * ENtc_Canterbury (~spuzzum@154.5.46.80) Quit (Quit: ) [20:49] =.\ction= Coronado whips around "the corner," nearly plowing into the wings of a Camelynian destroyer the process before racing past her into the Second Chamber. [20:49] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:49] <[LCen_Farley]> ::enters the first chamber:: [20:49] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::watches the approaching entrance to xanadu and a lot of bigger vessels ahead:: Torres, find us a way in. Use the Camelynians to clear a small path for us. [20:49] * ENtc_Canterbury (~spuzzum@154.5.46.80) has joined #uss-coronado [20:49] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +v ENtc_Canterbury [20:49] * LTtc_Marist (~Dolin@c-24-98-89-57.atl.client2.attbi.com) Quit (Read error: Connection reset by peer) [20:49] Dammit, someone tell them to clear the damn runway ::cuts impulse engines, uses the thrusters to rotate the ship, then fires the impulse engines to break the last of their speed:: [20:49] CIC> Standing by on that. ::still watching the admiral:: Tell me what you're feeling. Thinking. [20:50] ::grins:: The race was last week Ms. D'rall, but well done... [20:50] <[LCen_Farley]> ::enters the second chamber:: [20:50] M> ::glances down at Ironside and flips the buttons on his table to bring his table's back-up reserve power online:: [20:50] =.\ction= Alicia appears on Coro's Bridge. [20:50] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:50] Alicia> I'm sorry, but there is no more time. Xanadu is preparing to initiate a Beckmann translation. This is likely to be unpleasant if you have not experienced it before. There will be no acceleration associated with the translation. [20:50] M> There, that should hold you for a few more minutes, at least. [20:50] That's...::notices Alicia::...well, Greetings. [20:50] ::exhales as he watches all of this, looking out over the display on his console, looking over and blinking at Alicia:: [20:51] ::hands falling limp on the controls, knowing full well what this means:: [20:51] ::blinks, looking up from the console:: Unpleasant...? [20:51] <[LCen_Farley]> ::parks the ship in a safe position:: [20:51] CIC> I don't know! I wish this didn't feel so... repetitive! Futile! Like it doesn't matter! [20:51] CIC> Do it, Commander! [20:51] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:51] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::sighs, seeing the familiar surroundings:: Takes us down a bit, give larger ships room to move in the null gravity area [20:51] CIC> Tebrun. . . please. Calm down a little. [20:51] ::braces himself against his console as he grunts and waits for the transmission to commence [20:51] ::reaches out and cuts the impulse engines the moment the ship's momentum reaches relative zero, using thrusters for station keeping:: [20:51] +allcall+ All hands, prepare for Translation....! [20:51] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:51] CIC> ::frowns, spurred on by the admiral's sudden outburst, and reaches over, with one hand, and activates the decryption:: [20:51] <[LCen_Farley]> ACK ::moves out to a new position:: [20:52] =.\ction= There is a very unpleasant lurch, then a feeling of deja vu, as if you've done all this before... and it came out better the first time. [20:52] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:52] M> Translation? Translation of wh - oh, hell.... [20:52] =.\= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM PAUSE =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= =.\= [20:52] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:52] <[LCen_Farley]> ::attn:: [20:52] ::attn:: [20:52] ::attn:: [20:52] <[CRco_Ma`Aru]> ::attn:: [20:52] * LTdr_Green snaps to attention. [20:52] <[CLSL_Wayne-Wr3]> ::attn:: [20:52] ::attn:: [20:52] ::Attn:: [20:52] ::Attn:: [20:52] ::attn:: [20:52] ::attn:: [20:52] ::attn:: [20:52] ::Attn:: [20:52] Morpheus> Again.. [20:52] Alrighty! :) I honestly don't expect to be here next Monday. [20:53] * LTdr_Green is now known as CRXO_Tal [20:53] thats sucky [20:53] As many of you know, next week is the GT, which this year comprises a good portion of Coro's senior officers. [20:53] Next week could be interesting... [20:53] You'd better be in CT. ;) [20:53] These senior officers, sadly, are picking me up at the airport. [20:53] At which point I fully expect they will threaten to leave me there unless I tell them how this all comes out. [20:53] LOL@ [20:53] LOL! [20:53] hehehe [20:53] ::grins:: [20:53] Since I won't, it's likely I'll be hitch-hiking home next Monday night. ;) [20:53] heh heh [20:53] ::smirks:: Ass. [20:54] ::chuckles:: Seriously, next week's sim will be brought to you from some one-stoplight burgh in Connecticut. ;) [20:54] Until then, any questions? ;) [20:54] no sah [20:54] ::raises:: [20:55] ::grins and hires a medium:: [20:55] Medium> Commander? [20:55] I take it this means the bitch is back? [20:55] I think Ross has that as an alias, now. ;-) [20:55] ::raises:: [20:55] Well, I did say she'd be reincarnated as a female dog. Lieutenant D'rall? [20:56] That's good, that's real cute. Real funny. Clever sonuvagun, ain'tcha? [20:56] Was that a question, Commander? ;) Lieutenant D'rall? [20:56] * Dennis (CptFarrell@nh-mountvernon-cmts3a-1-71.lndnnh.adelphia.net) has joined #USS-Coronado [20:56] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Dennis [20:57] ((::Sigh:: AOL hung up. Cute)) [20:57] ::nods:: Welcome back. What's your question? [20:57] Time (if that has any meaning at this point) until the plot resumes? :) [20:57] * Dennis is now known as Maiko [20:57] Clocks all got reset backwards about three hours, of course. ;) [20:57] Groundhog Day! [20:57] Any other questions? [20:57] ::raises:: [20:57] c'mon people I have blackjack to play dammit :) [20:57] Lieutenant? [20:58] ::raises:: [20:58] So we back to before Tal got dead again and I got disfigured again? [20:58] Yep. [20:58] General? [20:58] Cool. :) [20:58] <[LCen_Farley]> ::raises:: [20:58] * LTHL_D`rall (CptFarrell@AC80A114.ipt.aol.com) Quit (Ping timeout) [20:58] Can we hold off on placing the charges until after I'm out of there next time? [20:58] Well, guess that depends on who you trust to do it, I guess. [20:58] Commander Farley? [20:59] <[LCen_Farley]> Who's turn to kill Tal? I lost track who has and hasn't! lol [20:59] If you're doing it next time. :P [20:59] My turn! My turn! [20:59] ::snickers:: Fortunately, I haven't. ;) [20:59] nmemememe [20:59] * Savant is now known as CRS3_Savant [20:59] You might keep in mind that I killed one person the first time through the loop, and essentially killed two people the second. ;) [20:59] If there's nothing else? [20:59] * CRS3_Savant is now known as Savant [21:00] Right. I'll leave you to see that your wills are up to date. I seem to remember mentioning that this season finale would be one where, were this a TV series, the cliffhanger involved wouldn't lose me a single viewer. [21:00] Anyone starting to pick up on this? ;) [21:00] * LTct_Marist (~Dolin@c-24-98-89-57.atl.client2.attbi.com) has joined #uss-coronado [21:00] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +v LTct_Marist [21:00] <[LCen_Farley]> That means 3 down next week! NOT ME, NOT ME! lol [21:00] 0 1 2 4 8 16 32... pretty soon we'll loop back and everyone will just die in their seats. [21:00] 8:o [21:00] Anyway, Captain: your crew. :) [21:01] LCARS, we're done...time to head off to play some Blackjack... [21:01] * CoroLCARS =/\= CPCO_Daren has called: Company, at ease! =/\= [21:01] * CoroLCARS changes topic to '=/\= U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901... http://www.jestertrek.com/coro2400/ =/\= Sim's over for this week; time to relax! =-= Three-time winner of UCIP's Bergen Award for excellence in simming!' [21:01] * CoroLCARS sets mode: -m [21:01] * LTTC_Shar is now known as Alffred_BRB [21:01] * [CRco_Ma`Aru] is now known as Kari [21:01] * ENtc_Canterbury is now known as Spuzzum [21:01] * CRXO_Tal is now known as Aggie [21:01] * [CLSL_Wayne-Wr3] is now known as Masters [21:01] * MJBC_Prescot is now known as Prescot [21:01] * CRS1_Drexler is now known as Brad [21:01] * CPCO_Daren is now known as Daren [21:01] come to #USS-Coro for aftersimming hilarity and hijinx! [21:01] We're sending Savant over next time. That way we don't have to worry about anyone blowing up. [21:01] * L1FL_Bishop is now known as Boyd [21:01] * [LCen_Farley] is now known as CCC [21:01] yeah. Last time you squished her under a bunch of rocks. [21:01] ::glances around:: I think I did a little better that time. [21:01] * BGDC_Ironside is now known as Fraser [21:01] You did fine. :) [21:01] * LTct_Marist is now known as Alana [21:01] Hey, it's not MY fault we had to get out of there before the transporter could retrieve your android [21:01] 'Course, everything was a lot less rapid this time. [21:01] sorry bout that computer crashed [21:02] Night all [21:02] just send the avatar over there; won't that work? [21:02] the transporter could have gotten Savant out in time. The person calling for the beam-out just decided that Savant didn't need to be beamed out [21:02] Nite CCC [21:02] * CCC (CCC@host-64-179-86-100.man.choiceone.net) Quit (Quit: ) [21:02] I must have missed the part where Savant came over with my team. [21:02] apparently ^_- [21:03] poor squishy Savant. [21:03] because we had Oswald, Prescot, and Tal, and some random Marine last I saw [21:03] Hrm. I have enough grease on my face to supply McDonalds for a decade. ...Assuming they still used animal fat, anyway. [21:03] uh... go wash your face? [21:04] dude... that's not cool. [21:04] I was thinking more of a shower, actually. [21:04] even better [21:05] But first, there's a warm salad that's been sitting on my desk for two hours that needs to be finished off. [21:05] * RAGC_LoraKor is now known as Jester [21:05] So, comments? Impressions? Too much? Too complex? Go back to straightforward Pfhor combat and the like? ;) [21:05] i like this sort of stuff [21:05] supergreen! [21:05] Ditto. [21:05] Been waiting for something like this for a while. [21:06] ::nods:: Been a while since we had a good, complicated arc like this. [21:06] Love the thread stuff. The alternate universe thing was one of my favourite sims ever. [21:06] oh, same with me, i had a riot with that one [21:06] Kind of like "The Inner Light" in terms of legendary qualities. ;-) [21:06] OK, great. :) As I said, this is essentially part 4 of 9, then I'll downshift for the holidays.