[19:00] We're missing three -- Aggie, Wolf, CCC -- so we'll go in three minutes. [19:00] * Fraser is now known as coroa [19:01] * coroa is now known as [MG_Ironside] [19:01] <[MG_Ironside]> Damned aliases... [19:01] did you forget the 'n' in your beer, son? [19:01] #uss-coronado-ooc [19:01] coroa? [19:01] <[MG_Ironside]> . /coroa is an alias [19:01] * kari (~kari@179.239.202.68.cfl.rr.com) has left #uss-coronado [19:01] <[MG_Ironside]> I typed /nick coroa ;-) [19:01] * kari (~kari@179.239.202.68.cfl.rr.com) has joined #uss-coronado [19:01] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +v kari [19:01] Computer recognizes kari. Authorization codes enabled. [19:01] Kari = Lieutenant Anna Brooks, Chief Science Officer. [19:02] * Sonya is now known as Zunite [19:02] You know, I didn't realize until this moment that Coronado can also be spelled "Corona, do". [19:02] Good thing I didn't realize that seven years ago. [19:02] Why? [19:02] yeah. [19:02] I might have picked another name. ;) [19:02] Or as: On crca do [19:02] sry i havnt been around that much guys [19:02] err, On orca do [19:02] because then the beer jokes would have gone on for seven years and not three weeks [19:02] Something like that. ;) [19:03] monday is a weird day 4 me [19:03] <[MG_Ironside]> Anyone have any limes? [19:03] it's a weird day for most people [19:03] I don't see how "Corona, do" is worth making fun of. ;) [19:03] I think someone would've done it already if it was. [19:03] <[MG_Ironside]> Weird except for those people who have been doing this for five years. ;-) [19:03] ::chuckles:: On that note, let's get rolling. [19:03] * Jester is now known as Kor [19:03] Commodore, whenever you're ready. [19:04] by weird i mean bad for working because it comes at the end of the weekend [19:04] who? oh right [19:04] * Chris is now known as CMCO_Daren [19:04] LCARS, let's do the thing... [19:04] * CoroLCARS =/\= CMCO_Daren has called: ATTENTION ON DECK =/\= [19:04] * 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!' [19:04] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [19:04] ::attn:: [19:04] <[MG_Ironside]> ::Attn:: [19:04] ::attn:: [19:04] ::attn:: [19:04] ::attn:: [19:04] ::attn:: [19:04] ::attn:: [19:04] ::attn:: [19:04] ::attn:: [19:05] * Kor sets mode: -v Mansky [19:05] * Natty (~trekkiemo@adsl-69-111-104-36.dsl.scrm01.pacbell.net) has joined #uss-coronado [19:05] ::nudges Kari awake:: Evening, everyone. :) I think we'll jump right into the briefing this week. [19:05] =Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... [19:05] Stardate 240408.09: "Odyssey", Part 1, by Jester. [19:05] SUMMARY: Xanadu goes this way. The Fourth Chamber goes that way. [19:05] The reconnaissance mission behind Xur lines has returned with some troubling information: the tar na zee has taken over several Xur planets in their space, and the unsubverted Xur seem to be attempting to fight it off, with limited success. However, this could rule out a strike in Xur space. [19:05] There are too many targets behind Xur lines to assault the tar na zee directly, which more or less forces us into a defensive scenario. Xanadu is currently in the Regency system, one of the most strongly-held systems in Alliance space. The Camelynians will probably defend the facility to the point of insanity. [19:05] Without the time and location of the next tear, though, we are left with the option of biding our time and very few options for a proactive solution. Coronado has been repaired, but is looking for somewhere to go. Meanwhile, the Xur have determined Xanadu's location with a scouting mission... [19:05] Briefing complete. [19:05] ack [19:06] ack [19:06] <[MG_Ironside]> ack [19:06] ack [19:06] Ack! [19:06] ack [19:06] ack [19:06] * kari is now known as LTSI_Brooks [19:06] ack [19:06] ack [19:07] Let me close the briefing by saying again how much I hate August. ;) Any questions before we roll? I didn't see any specific mention of timespans in the logs that I saw. [19:07] ::raises hand:: [19:07] Ensign? [19:07] ::raises:: [19:07] Why u hate august? [19:08] Because people tend to go on vacation or go away for their computers for long stretches without a) telling me they'll be gone, and b) simming. ;) [19:08] Commodore? [19:08] IC event note...that rogue asteroid is toast. I was gonna write a log to that effect but I hit traffic earlier ;) [19:08] ::gos back to ::attn:: [19:08] Not that it really matters to the Xur who know where we are anyway [19:09] ::nods:: That was a scouting mission, but demolishing the asteroid is useful to eliminate the gravity well it generates so close to Regency. [19:09] Coronado + Rogue Asteroid divided by photon torpedoes = toast :) [19:09] Consider it demolished. [19:09] Any other questions/comments? [19:10] * McC|o_o| (mcc@155.33.228.104) has left #uss-coronado [19:10] Right. Let's call it 5 days passed IC since last week, then, unless there are major objections to that. [19:10] None here [19:11] Right. Let's sim. :) [19:11] =.\= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM RESUME =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= =.\= [19:11] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:11] <[MG_Ironside]> ::gives the order for Pillar of Autumn and its Furious escorts, providing the slipstream corridor, to come to a full stop, the vessels having travelled to a position clearly within the red-smoke indicated by the Traxati years before:: [19:12] <[MG_Ironside]> ::steps off the bridge and into an adjoining planning and meeting room, heading for a corner:: Computer, initiate noise dampening - reduce ambient sound level to less than five decibals. [19:13] =.\ction= Activity has increased in the Regency system over the last few days as the Defender Admiralty has ordered every available ship to make a periodic pass through the system. [19:13] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:13] M>::enters sick bay and looks at injury reports:: [19:13] ENhl_Grissom> ::having filled in for Maiko, works the console diligently:: [19:13] Razor> ::sits on the bridge as Blackrazor makes one of its periodic passes through the system:: [19:13] *> ::randomly wandering around the corridors on Coronado, lost in her thoughts and grief:: [19:14] *> ::trots around another tight corner, almost as if jogging on auto-pilot, dressed in her usual workout clothing:: [19:14] <[MG_Ironside]> ::sits down on the floor in the corner cross legged, stretching his neck and rolling his head for a moment before closing his eyes:: [19:14] Grissom, continue this patrol route. ::turns to tactical:: Maintain Yellow Alert! [19:14] =.\ction= The automatic alert warning sounds as Coronado's alert status changes to yellow . [19:14] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:15] * ObsWaugh (~admiral@ip24-250-219-254.ga.at.cox.net) has joined #USS- Coronado [19:15] X2> ::sits in his quarters a floor below operations and broods, looking out the windows overlooking Alexandria:: [19:15] Olmy> X2> ::enters the Second Chamber Control Center, looking very much as if he belonged there:: [19:15] ::glances up, seemingly a little fatigued, but gives no really perceptible response:: [19:16] Lieutenant Brooks, check out the last LORASON pulse from 5 days ago and check for any other rogue asteroids or floating dump trucks that may create sufficient gravity wells for a Xur rift drive...please. [19:16] M> All right, now I need five cc's parebine. Maintain the neural enhancers, and keep the cortical stimulators on hot-standby. [19:17] M> Where's my hypospray? With speed, please! [19:17] <[MG_Ironside]> ::begins meditating, shutting out any stray thoughts and focuses his mind on the sound of The Watchers, bringing his full attention to the chatter that he normally regulates to the back of his mind:: [19:17] E> ::take his time to replace Farley as he is inspecting the repair that he and other have made in the last few days..:; [19:17] M> ::injects the patient, a middle-aged human male:: [19:17] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:17] M> ::gets the hyprospray:: here sir [19:17] *> ::doesn't seem to hear the yellow alert reminder or see the telltales, she just keeps jogging:: [19:17] X2> ::stands up and paces back and forth, looking sufficiently nervous, then leaves his room and begins walking around the building aimlessly:: [19:18] ::shakes her head slowly:: It's a mess out there. Really dirty area of space. I'm picking up quite a few peices that just might be big enough for a rift. [19:18] M> ::glances at VanDyken:: I've already taken care of it. Get a tricorder and monitor. Adami, you're relieved. [19:18] =.\ction= The various technicians glance back and forth at each other, but if any of them are inclined to argue with the 2-meter-tall-and- nearly-as-wide giant, they make no move to do so. One of them pages Drexler's quarters. Olmy, meanwhile, proceeds through the add-on control center and into the Docking Platform Control Chamber proper. [19:19] <[MG_Ironside]> ::continues his focus on the sound of The Watchers, not understanding their speech or what they are saying, but hearing them nonetheless as their conversations become louder:: [19:19] X2> ::climbs up one of the ladder/stairs to the next floor and wanders through operations:: [19:19] M>::gets a tricorder and pressing buttons and scans adami body:: [19:19] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Yellow Alert . [19:20] ::peers over towards the science station at the mention of "rift", turning his gaze to the tactical sensors:: Could you flag the debris you think is large enough? [19:20] X2> ::notices the excited looks on some of the techs' faces and regards them inquisitively:: [19:20] ::continues her pace going down one of the core stairways, moving out onto Deck 6 now, continuing to just mindlessly jog, anything to just keep going... [19:21] Tech> X2> ::whispers to Drexler:: Sir, we paged your quarters. Olmy just passed through. He's in the platform control chamber. ::points:: [19:21] ::looks at Brooks:: Send them to the helm. Grissom, start us on a new patrol course to eliminate these problems one by one... [19:21] M> Tell me when the cortical stimulators have synchronized with his brain waves, Ensign. [19:21] X2> ::nods slowly, and continues more purposefully towards that section:: [19:21] ::nods, bitting her lip as she considers what mass threshold to set:: [19:21] * Zunite (~zunite@67-21-60-237.frdrmd.adelphia.net) Quit (Quit: ) [19:21] <[MG_Ironside]> ::begins shutting out portions of the chatter within his head, narrowing his focus the point where he feels he has identified one or two speakers - or perhaps simply one or two trains of thought of the complete Watchers mind, taking a deeper breath:: {{Hear me}} [19:22] * J|OBS (~jacobgar@roc-66-66-126-194.rochester.rr.com) has joined #USS- Coronado [19:22] ENhl_Grissom> ::recieves the coordinates from science, plots them on the board and finds the most efficient route to get to them all:: Yessir... new heading 021 mark 42. ::engages impulse engines:: [19:22] =.\ction= With a chirping sound from the Helm console, Coronado's impulse engines engage... [19:22] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:22] X2> ::peeks into the control room:: Olmy? [19:22] Olmy> X2> ::looks over his shoulder and smiles pleasantly:: Good morning, Captain Drexler. ::turns back to what he's apparently working on:: [19:23] X2> ::comes into the room a little timidly, folding his hands behind his back:: Good morning. ::pause:: How are you, sir? [19:24] Olmy> X2> ::without turning around:: It promises to be a hectic few days, Captain. [19:24] * LCen_Skylooker (~Lewis_T_S@Toronto-HSE-ppp3744301.sympatico.ca) Quit (Read error: Connection reset by peer) [19:24] M> Ensign? [19:24] <[MG_Ironside]> ::opens his eyes and frowns slightly, and instinctively translocates to his quarters aboard the ship:: [19:24] 6> ::jogs by the marine lounges and gyms, trying to ignore some of the whispering that goes on when she jogs by:: [19:24] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Yellow Alert . [19:25] M> Yes [19:25] * CPco_Bentall is now known as Obs_Alffred [19:25] M> Doctor Van Dyken, have the cortical stimulators synchronized yet? [19:26] M>yes sir [19:26] X2> ... indeed. ::looks at the floor, then back over at Olmy's back:: Do your people accept outsiders into their society? [19:26] * McC (~mcc@207-180-184-149.c3-0.sbo-ubr1.sbo-ubr.ma.cable.rcn.com) has joined #uss-coronado [19:26] M> ::engages the cortical stimulators; all the muscles in the patient's body tense at once:: [19:26] ::looks at the LORASON readout on his command console:: Well damn, who picked this place? Bring us to Red Alert and power up the phaser banks, Mr. Canterbury... [19:27] <[MG_Ironside]> ::stands and translocates a PADD he left on the bridge to his quarters, the device appearing on a table nearby:: [19:27] Olmy> X2> ::now turns around:: We've been known to. Why do you ask? [19:27] M> ::hears the heartrate monitor become regular, watching the display on the big board:: All right. I think he's starting to stabilize. [19:28] M> ::pulls out his tricorder and scans the patient:: [19:28] X2> Ah. ::crosses his arms:: I took this assignment for a certain reason. [19:28] 6> ::trots past sickbay, eyes still straight forward and mind hopelessly collapsed on itself:: [19:28] M> Computer dont lie ::grons [19:28] ::smiles slightly as he moves with surprising deftness, belying his earlier inactivity, and charges the phasers:: [19:28] <<*grins*>> [19:28] <> [19:28] =.\ction= The automatic klaxon sounds as Coronado's alert status changes to red . [19:28] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:28] <[MG_Ironside]> ::walks across the quarters and picks the PADD up, looking it over for a moment:: {{The reports on this device plainly detail what is happening to M64, and what will happen to the entire universe if something is not done. You will be destroyed.}} [19:29] ::starts at the red alert klaxon, glowering quickly out at the bridge, before returning to sorting through the peices of space debris in the area:: [19:29] ENhl_Grissom> ::works to secure the helm to combat stations:: [19:29] M> ::looks wordlessly at Van Dyken:: Ensign, walk with me. [19:29] <[MG_Ironside]> ::tosses the PADD back onto the table, glancing out the holographic window displaying an external view:: [19:29] *> ::slows her pace, then stops when the red alert klaxons sound and the corridor lighting shifts... for a moment almost heading for the bridge before she stops herself...:: [19:30] ::glances over at science:: Any fault lines to make the demolition easier, or should I do this the old fashioned way? ::half grins:: [19:30] M> walks with Dr_Boswell:: yes sir [19:30] 6> ::gets over to a spot in the hall where she can be out of everyone's way as a stream of people start moving every which way:: [19:30] <[MG_Ironside]> ::pauses, an image flashing in his head in a manner he was not used to - something external projected into his thoughts:: [19:31] M> ::puts on a strait face:: something bothering u sir? [19:31] *> ::exits sickbay and walks down the corridor:: Ensign Van Dyken, did you misunderstand what I asked you to do? [19:31] =.\ction= Coronado approaches another large asteroid on the edge of the Regency system. The holographic display shows a gravity output of .75% more than the asteroid recently used by the Xur. [19:31] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:31] X2> I wanted to be close to the Fourth Chamber. I didn't think the days would be so few here. [19:32] M> walks with Dr_Boswell:: yes sir [19:32] ENhl_Grissom> ::cautiously keeping his eyes peeled, looking for any excuse to send Coronado away from the asteroid:: [19:32] Olmy> X2> ::turns around and regards Drexler directly:: What are you asking, Captain? [19:32] <[MG_Ironside]> ::clenches a fist and almost braces himself on the edge of a chair as the image, and its connotations overpower him, but in the residual image in his head - that of a knife projected through a pile of papers - begins tearing sheet after sheet from beneath the knife in methodic fashion:: [19:33] 6> ::With the alert traffic dwindled, she begins to jog again, despite the regs saying she should return to her quarters:: [19:33] *> When I asked you to tell me when the patient's brain waves had synchronized with the cortical stimulators, you misunderstood? [19:33] ::begins programming in a slashing pattern with the phasers, and keeps a torpedo locked just in case:: [19:33] X2> I'm asking... if it's possible that I may leave with you and stay on the Way. [19:33] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:34] *> Because you didn't tell me, I had to ask you. And that was a serious breach of protocol that I'm sure you know nearly cost this patient his life. [19:34] Olmy> X2> ::leans forward:: Why? [19:34] ::notices the asteroids proximity:: Feel free to fire whenever you are ready, Lieutenant... [19:35] ::nods, hitting the button to launch the program which fires all phasers in something almost akin to a fireworks show:: [19:35] =.\ction= Multiple phaser beams from both the primary and secondary batteries fire, missing badly, not even in the neighborhood. [19:35] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:35] M>::checks:: Yes sir sry sir [19:35] ::blinks:: [19:35] ::raises an eyebrow:: Mr. Canterbury, are you feeling alright. [19:35] ENhl_Grissom> ::blinks in surprise at the misses:: [19:36] ::looks around sheepishly:: The targetting scanners must be off. ::chuckles weakly:: [19:36] X2> I don't know how much you know about my race... but I feel a connection to something in there. That I may go in search of who I am-- ::shakes his head as he realizes how overly poetic it sounds:: [19:36] Ah...::turns back to face the front of the bridge:: [19:36] * Natty (~trekkiemo@adsl-69-111-104-36.dsl.scrm01.pacbell.net) has left #uss-coronado [19:36] *> All right. Go back to medical and manage the clean up on that patient. [19:37] ::taps in a sequence to run a level four diagnostic on the targetting scanners, then proceeds to fire all phasers again once it is finished:: [19:37] No need for the gross misuse of phaser power this time...one phaser beam should do...I think. [19:37] <<::fires all phasers::>> [19:37] =.\ction= Multiple phaser beams from both the primary and secondary batteries fire, missing badly, not even in the neighborhood. [19:37] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:37] M>yes sir [19:37] ENhl_Grissom> ::keeps helm on a steady course to provide a solid shot:: [19:37] ::walks to he patient and cheks everything again:: [19:37] ::kicks the base of the console:: What the hell. [19:37] ::looks over towards tactical incredulously:: [19:37] < that>> [19:37] Olmy> X2> ::nods, not otherwise responding:: Go on. [19:38] 6> ::jogs towards the core and proceeds down to deck 7:: [19:38] M>::fills out a report that she is recovering:: [19:38] ::looks closer at the holoimage before it is destroyed:: (w) What the..? [19:38] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:38] ::makes a note to run a level 1 diagnostic on the targetting systems, then begins entering a more frugal firing sequence... and pauses, blinking:: [19:39] ::shakes off the odd feeling as Canterbury misses again:: [19:39] Mr. Canterbury, is it necessary to fire every single forward phaser on a damn asteroid? ::moves to the rear of the bridge:: [19:40] 7> ::emerges on Deck 7, passing by the entrance to Seventh Heaven and transporter room 2:: [19:40] ::reaches across the tactical display, looking at upside down, and presses the firing trigger:: [19:40] ::fires phasers:: [19:40] =.\ction= One of Coronado's phaser beams lashes out, which misses badly, not even in the neighborhood. [19:40] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:40] X2> Over the last few years I've come to the conclusion that there is not much for me in that world. I may live to the ripe old age of 1400, but since coming to the third chamber and beyond the sense of hope and discovery and has been endless, while behind me there is nothing but loss. Loss of my people to the Borg, loss of my family at Pazhera---err... his family. [19:40] Now that's how...you...::blink:: [19:40] ::stares at the sensors for a moment, then looks up at the Commodore:: I was trying to shave it into six chunks, but... this is strange as hell. I just saw a face. [19:40] ENhl_Grissom> ::feeling VERY spooked now:: [19:40] X2> ::Savant appeared in the X2 command chamber, conjured as the calculations she was working on draw to a close:: [19:40] ::looks over towards tactical, mouth agape:: [19:40] <[MG_Ironside]> ::grimaces as he retains the image, tearing the last page from the knife before mentally snapping the sharpened weapon in half - then the halves in half again - and again:: [19:41] a face? ::notices an odd similairity:: Who's face? [19:41] ::smiles and files the reort in the computer:: [19:42] ENhl_Grissom> ::looks into the holotank, trying to see if he can see a face:: [19:42] I can't explain. Every time the sensors have a lock, instants before the firing sequence cycles through, the lock gets deflected... and I have no idea what that was, but it looked like a face. [19:43] 7> ::trots past the secondary engineering spaces, her pace and breathing even and controlled:: [19:43] X2> ::She turned to face Olmy and Drexler, asking in a calm manner,:: How long do we have until the fourth chamber is disconnected? [19:43] I thought I saw a face too, but it turned out to just be a shadow on the asteroid...right? [19:43] *> ::stands for a long moment in the corridor before moving back to sickbay:: [19:43] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:43] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:44] Olmy> X2> ::looks up:: Good morning, Savant. [19:44] X2> ::she offered him a congenial smile:: Good morning. How are you? [19:44] <[MG_Ironside]> ::is shocked a little as the image resets, and is forced down into the chair - this time one of the papers catches on fire and burns, without affecting the others. In turn, Ironside modifies the image such that a spark from the first burning page drifts to the second, to the third, ad infinitum until the knife is engulfed in flame:: [19:44] +taps+ Daren to Engineering...I need a Level 3 diagnostic on the phaser targeting sensors please, priority one... [19:44] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:44] Olmy> X2> ::turns back to Drexler, giving Savant a glance:: And yes, I can understand that. [19:44] ::frowns, double checking the readouts from a particular scan:: This is odd... the density of that asteroid seems much too law [19:44] M>::replacates some coffe:: [19:44] Your guess is as good as mine, sir. ::fires phasers once experimentally:: [19:44] =.\ction= One of Coronado's phaser beams lashes out, which misses badly, not even in the neighborhood. [19:44] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:45] ::holds up his hand:: No more firing... [19:45] ENhl_Grissom> ::half joking:: Maybe we should ram it. [19:45] ::twists his head:: There it was again. A flash of something, then the lock vanishes and the phasers swat at gnats. [19:45] X2> ::leans back against the wall:: [19:46] 8> ::trots down the stairs again and finds herself on deck 8 jogging around the corridors, passing the rec facilities and crew quarters:: [19:47] X2> ::looks at Savant:: The plan is to disconnect in two days, providing that everything is out of the chamber. [19:48] 8> *It isn't fair! I only just got him back! I thought I'd lost him before!* [19:48] X2> ::she nods blithely, certainly not happy about the thought, but resolved.:: [19:48] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:49] Engineering> +taps+ Bridge, from Engineering. Diagnostics on the targetting sensors check out. I'm not sure what's happening here. Looks like a latent subroutine in the programming. [19:49] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:49] ::looks to Brooks:: They seem to low? [19:49] ::taps her finger on the console:: Uhh, captain? Density of the asteroid. Too low. Probably hollow. [19:50] Olmy> X2> ::nods:: We won't be ready quite that fast. The sundering will have an impact on the Way... the Fourth Chamber... that we cannot calculate as yet. [19:50] ::winces:: A hollow asteroid that can't be shot... [19:50] ::looks up at the ceiling, a frown materialising on his face:: Latent subroutine? Bullshite... not in my program. [19:50] 8> *The Pfhor murdered my mother, but at least I could fight against them... my father gets killed by some murderer light years away and I'm powerless to do anything to stop him!* [19:51] X2> ::She asks in an almost rhetorical tone, not neccesarily requiring an answer,:: I wonder if it's known what's going to happen to me when that happens? [19:51] M> ::reenters sickbay and reads over the filed report:: [19:51] * Scotty (~scotty@w229.wp.isp.ca) has joined #USS-Coronado [19:52] Do a full scan of the asteroid. If it's hollow, I wanna know if it has a creamy center... [19:52] 8> ::has picked up speed, reaching the stairs and taking them two at a time to Deck 9:: [19:52] Engineering> +taps+ Bridge, from Engineering. We've isolated the latent subroutine, but it has a command code access on it, at least level 5, and probably higher. Set April 7 this year. [19:52] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:53] ::nods, and initiates a scan:: [19:53] <[MG_Ironside]> ::grunts as he gets the same image again from The Watchers, his own not appearing to take, so instead takes a different approach - showing a small spark fall from above the image to ignite the first page, then changing the image perspective to look in the direction of where the spark came from:: [19:53] Olmy> X2> ::shrugs his massive shoulders:: If you're confined to the Xanadu computers, nothing of interest. There is no storage capability in the Fourth Chamber. [19:53] +taps+ Command code? ::checks the ships logs for April 7th 2404:: Standby Engineering... [19:53] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:53] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:54] <[MG_Ironside]> ::snaps his head back slightly, the spark coming from the knife:: [19:55] X2> I'm not showing any significant processing happening in Xanadu itself. Then again, ::she rubbed the back of her neck and looked downwards, as if thinking on something uncomfortable:: I really don't know where a large portion of my pressing threads are these days, anyways. [19:55] <[MG_Ironside]> It's them. ::gathers himself again and repeats the image, but smothers the spark from the knife before it ignites the paper:: [19:55] ::looks over at the command dais:: Well, damn, definitely not mine then. I advise computer quarantine and information security protocols. [19:56] 9> ::starts at the front of Deck 9 and at her heightened pace, picks her way further and further aft:: [19:57] ::Savant reasserted herself upon the network, reassuming old posts and ensuring that all was well within the fleet:: [19:57] ::looks up from the ships log:: April 7 2404...there's only one entry in the log here with a command code for that date...Operations systems entry. Name: Smith, Darek J. [19:57] X2> ::looks over at Savant:: Anything new on the anomaly? [19:57] ::pauses and looks out at the holotank again:: That was the face I thought I saw in a shadow on the asteroid. [19:58] Intersting... ::reads out the scan results:: Hollow, alright. Two chambers, both have atmosphere and power. Looks like it's powered by a small fusion reactor, but.. ::frowns:: Curious.. I don't think that reactor could power that thing for long. It'd say it was recently installed. [19:58] X2> ::Savant shakes her head:: I'm sorry, Sieven. Nothing yet. [19:58] ::calls up Smith's Starfleet Bio and posts it to a nearby monitor:: Canterbury, is this the face you saw? [19:58] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:58] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [19:58] 9> ::finally has to pause at the turbolift stop between the CIC and bridge, panting a bit as she rests:: [19:59] another asteroid with powered chambers, this is very odd. Is there any discernable entrance into these chambers or are they completely sealed? [20:00] M> ::sits in his chair with his coffe jus thinking about the red aleart:: [20:00] ::peers at it:: It looks familiar, but I... don't really know. [20:00] <[MG_Ironside]> ::receives the image of the forming of a pearl as layers of nacre are deposited within an oyster over an irrantant, a grain of sand - so modifies the image to remove the grain of sand:: [20:00] * J|OBS (~jacobgar@roc-66-66-126-194.rochester.rr.com) has left #uss- coronado [20:00] Nope, sealed tight. No visible ways in our out. [20:01] Both these chambers are really small, mind. Room sized, at best. [20:01] Olmy> X2> ::turns back to his work, whatever it is:: [20:02] ::scratches at his recenly shaved face:: [20:03] X2> ::Savant does her best to let Olmy do his work on his own - he couldn't be expected to finish his job if he was being hassled all of the time. She clasped her hands together and let herself settle in, going back to the calculations at hand:: [20:03] ::sighs inwardly, wishing she could be on duty to at least have something else to occupy her thoughts than what has been running through her head... she looks in on the bridge sadly, wistfully:: [20:03] <[MG_Ironside]> ::leans forward slightly, frowning and lacing his hands together as the image changes back to the layers of paper, this time without the knife but maintaining the hole where it once stood:: {{:alters the image such that the knife is still through the stack of paper, and then witdhraws it:}} [20:03] =.\ction= The asteroid tumbles along through space, very slowly. [20:03] ::stands up:: If the atmosphere is breathable, I could beam over with a small team. ::pauses momentarily:: Though it'd be nice to make sure the transporter lock doesn't get deflected too. [20:03] Class M atmosphere? ::seems to show his plan plainly on his face:: [20:03] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:04] M>::thinks to him self, What if the shit gets taken over and they dont see me, Ill have to fight them with hyprosprayer(laughs) [sees him self throwing hyprosprayed]:: [20:04] <<*ship** lol>> [20:05] M> Something funny, Ensign? [20:05] ENhl_Grissom> ::has matched general course and speed, but doesn't mess with matching its tumbling rate:: [20:05] M>::jups:: Oh, Nothing sir just leting my mind waunder [20:06] X2> ::nods and remains quiet, watching Olmy work:: [20:06] M> Don't let it wander too far, Ensign. We're still at red alert. [20:06] Engineering> +taps+ Bridge, from Engineering. We've isolated that subroutine. If you delete it, you should undo its effect on the targetting system. [20:06] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:06] M>::sits up:: Yes sir [20:07] <[MG_Ironside]> ::drums his fingers once, not receiving a response:: {{:returns to the oyster image, as the nacre collects around the irritant, and follows the nacre to its source:}} [20:07] *> ::sadly realizes as she watches the bridge crew that now Zachery and the Coronado crew are really the only family she has left...:: [20:07] Isn't it odd that we patrol this area of space to destroy gravity wells from asteroids like this one, and when we approch one like this some latent subroutine surfaces now in order to stop us from shooting this one asteroid. [20:08] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:08] Something or someone has obviously told our computer that this asteroid should be investigated before it's destroyed... [20:09] ::can't help herself, from the bridge aft:: What isn't odd about half our missions? ::sad smile:: [20:09] ::looks to Brooks:: Do the rooms seem stable enough to support the presence of an away team? [20:09] ::smirks:: Delete the routines and blow it up, I say. Bloody thing. ::continues smirking, a little more broadly now:: [20:10] ::turns to D'rall:: You're just now realizing that every other mission is odd? [20:10] Less commentary, and more answeing the CO's questions please... ::serious smirk:: [20:11] ::Shrugs, and goes back to leaning against the wall and watching:: [20:11] ::frowns:: I'm not sure that we can get a transporter beam through all that rock... Atmosphere is right, though. Heh, even the equipments looks like SF items. [20:11] X2> ::she mused aloud as she worked:: The issue that Alicia and I are having is that the resulting formula system for finding the next tear is multivalent. We've been having a lot of difficulty determining the right variables to work with. [20:11] there is equipment inside? [20:11] Ohh, yeah. Definetly. [20:11] ::turns to D'rall:: Can I assume by your presence on the bridge that you are ready to return to duty? [20:12] ::shrugs again, the workout outfit she's wearing cinching around her shoulders:: I'm just bored and trying to find something to keep my mind off... other things. [20:13] Olmy> X2> ::laughs softly from where he's working:: I've heard that before. [20:13] If there is Starfleet technology inside...how about a remote connection to it? Helm, take us to within 1000 kilometers of the asteroid....carefully. [20:13] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:13] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:13] ENhl_Grissom> ::looks a bit nervous, but nods:: Yessir... thrusters port full... ::engages the thrusters, nudging Coronado closer and closer to the asteroid:: [20:14] I'm afraid you cannot be here Maiko, unless you have decided to put a uniform on and help us out here... [20:14] <[MG_Ironside]> ::again gets no response:: {{:modifies the oyster image such that nacre is not secreted, and the grain of sand remains un-covered:}} [20:15] X2> ::She replied in an amused tone,:: I can imagine. AH, for someone made out of math, I've gotten very frustrated with it over the past few days. I suppose that's a little bit like complaining about a bad back? [20:15] Perhaps this is what you need to keep your mind off things...::whispers where Grissom can hear:: Lord knows I'd rather have you bringing us this close to the asteroid right now... [20:15] ::a beat, then nods:: Not much I can do right now anyways. Seems like you've got things going fine as it is. ::turns aft and heads for the turbolift:: [20:15] ::grins a shrug at Grissom:: [20:15] X2> ::smiles a little, glancing back towards the operations room:: [20:15] ENhl_Grissom> ::wan smile at Daren, actually liking the LC and feeling a little sorry for her:: [20:16] TL> ::enters TL:: Deck 4. [20:16] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:16] Olmy> X2> ::turns around:: When the first real paper was printed on the phenomenon that you call The Fourth Chamber, much of the math solved to the "equation" 0=0. In other words, the equations appeared to be meaningless. [20:17] +taps+ Engineering, does this latent subroutine have anything in common with the command code entry for the date April 7 2404? [20:17] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:17] Engineering> +taps+ They're the same thing, Bridge. Whomever entered the command code entered the subroutine. [20:17] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:18] X2> Mmm. I need to be made of newer math. [20:18] *> ::emerges from the turbolift and heads to the quarters she shares with Zach:: [20:18] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:19] <[MG_Ironside]> ::with no response, returns to the image of the stack of paper without the knife, but with the whole from the knife before it:: {{:seals the holes, or tears as it were, through the paper:}} [20:19] =.\ction= Coronado gets up close and personal with the asteroid. Some back on Earth might call this "spitting distance". [20:19] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:20] ::nods:: Brooks, does this new distance do anything for ya? If there are computer terminals inside, can we remotely access them? [20:20] ENhl_Grissom> ::uses the starboard thrusters to brake their approach, eventually holding a steady distance from the asteroid, though a close one:: [20:20] ::moves back from the fringe of his console to sit in his chair:: [20:21] ::shakes her head:: Not picking up any access points. Transporters should work.....probably. [20:21] Q> ::sighs, looking at the uniform laid out on her bed, wondering if she's really ready to return to it:: [20:21] <[MG_Ironside]> ::frowns the image in his head wavering and distoring in a way which leads him to believe that though The Watchers try to respond, they cannot do so in a fashion he can understand:: {{:returns to the pearl and the oyster, and uses the knife to carefully open the oyster and remove the pearl:}} [20:21] ::raises an eyebrow:: I don't like the sound of that "probably". [20:22] ::grins:: probably? ::pauses:: Try sending a standard transporter test object through... [20:22] ::shrugs at Canterbury:: We're close enough, but who's to say whatever is screwing up our phasers won't also affect the transporters? [20:23] ::picks up the uniform and holds it to her, musing what her father would want her to do - and concluding that she would want her to move on with her life and fufill her duty:: [20:23] Also, picking up some more details at this range... Something really strange in one of the rooms. Maybe a holoprojector? [20:23] Oh, I agree... I just want more of a concrete thing than "probably" before I go over there. Rather difficult to breathe in vacuum and all. ::smirks:: [20:23] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:24] ::turns to the Commodore:: ...That is, if I am going over there. [20:24] ::pulls up a transporter control console, and initiates a beam of some random stock to the first room:: [20:24] X2> ::looks at Savant:: I think you're the only one that could come up with the math to recreate...you. [20:25] Q> ::changes into the uniform, accepting that she has to move on and leave what has happened in the past, that Coronado could need her any minute:: [20:25] ::looks to Canterbury:: You're staying here. ::looks to Brooks:: Grab a tricorder and a phaser...you're with me. [20:26] ::stares:: Uhh, you sure? [20:26] +taps+ Daren to transporter Room 2...send a standard test cylinder into the asteroid, let me know how it does when I arrive down there in 5 minutes. [20:26] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:26] Q> ::leaves her quarters and heads to the turbolift:: [20:27] The test cycle I ran worked.. but there could be conditions in the programming for living objects, things over a certain mass.. anything? [20:27] ::shifts his weight in his seat:: Since Tal isn't on duty, I guess it falls on me to remind you that the CO isn't supposed to leave the ship. ::smiles, superficially:: [20:27] ::nods:: I'm sure it'll be fine. You have the ship Mr. Canterbury... [20:27] <[MG_Ironside]> ::tilts his head slightly - receiving the impression that the previous image is something that the Watchers might send as a suggestion:: {{:focuses on the pearl, taking the image and placing it alongside an image of M64, trying to have the Watchers place it within the galaxy:}} [20:27] TL> ::enters TL:: Bridge. [20:27] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:28] ::takes the moment of respite to mentally coordinate herself:: [20:28] Olmy> X2> ::apparently finishes whatever he is doing:: [20:28] ::nods:: Good job. I'll be sure to let Tal know you didn't let her down, but I'm going, thank you. [20:28] TL> ::exits TL:: [20:28] =.\ction= Something happens in the Second Chamber control center. A series of new panels lights up. [20:28] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:28] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:28] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:28] ::enters the TL and hold the door for Brooks:: [20:29] ::logs out of her console, taking a deep breath, and heads over towards Daren and the lift:: [20:29] ::heads towards the bridge but spots Daren entering the portside TL and nods towards him:: Captain. [20:29] <[MG_Ironside]> ::smirks slightly, receiving the image of Xanadu as the sand within an enormous oyster, nacre pouring about it:: {{:opens the the end of Xanadu where the fourth chamber resides, and exends a passage out to infinity, then images himself closing his hand around that end and sealing it, removing The Way:}} [20:29] TL> You're not claustrophibic, are you Lieutenant? [20:30] Olmy> X2> ::walks over to the second set of panels, removes something from a pocket somewhere, and slips it into the control slot underneath:: [20:30] TL> ::shakes her head quickly:: Not yet. [20:30] TL> ::grins:: Good. Me neither. [20:30] ::heads onto the bridge, but doesn't head to the helm, instead taking one of the auxilliary stations in the back, opting to instead catch up on the events of the last few days:: [20:30] X2> ::to Olmy:: Anything I can do to help you, sir? [20:30] *> ::steps into the corridor and wlaks toward TR2:: [20:31] Olmy> X2> ::glances at Drexler:: Not at the moment, Captain. When the sundering occurs, the flaw will be disconnected from the Second Chamber as well. [20:31] X2> ::nods and glances at the panels:: [20:31] TL> ::follow him out into the hall:: So... do you know how we're going to get out of there, once we're done? It'd take a long time to tunnel through that rock with hand phasers. ::laughs uneasilly for a moment:: [20:32] Olmy> X2> That would normally make it somewhat dark and chilly within this Chamber. When Xanadu was first constructed, however, the Third Chamber machinery provided sufficient power for a high-energy plasma tube to provide light and warmth for this area. [20:32] <[MG_Ironside]> ::pauses slightly, again receiving the image of the stack of papers, holed, without the knife:: {{:images himself attempting to close the open end of Xanadu, but being unable to as he is interfered with by the nacre, which he images as the Xur:}} [20:32] *> ::grins:: Cute. ::steps into the transporter room and grabs a tricorder, wrist beacon, hand phaser, and a medical kit:: [20:33] X2> And then some, I imagine. [20:33] ::watches the asteroid sit statically on the holotank:: +taps+ Daren, from Canterbury, away team comm channel is open. [20:33] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:33] TR2> ::looks to the transporter chief, how'd that test cylinder go? [20:33] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:34] Olmy> X2> ::nods:: And then some, yes. [20:34] <[MG_Ironside]> ::frowns, his image either being ignored, or regarded as irrelevant:: {{:images a subverted Xur and accompanying starship and places it within the oyster, alongside Xanadu and the nacre:}} [20:34] +Taps+ Away Team acknowledges, Lieutenant. It's your choice, but you might wanna try and keep permanent locks on us for as much as your can during this thing... [20:34] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:34] ::steps into the TR, picking her gear out of a locker:: (m) Cute? [20:34] Olmy> X2> I have no desire to see my birth-home rendered sterile in this manner, and our agreement with your government specifies that we will do all that we can to make Xanadu a friendly environment for your people when the sundering occurs. [20:34] Olmy> X2> I am therefore ensuring that power is redirected to the plasma tube during the sundering, once the flaw is removed. [20:35] TR2> TransporterChief> The transport went successfully, Captain. [20:35] ::Finishes reading up, glances at Canterbury:: They're beaming inside that thing? ::shakes her head:: [20:36] X2> ::nods slowly:: [20:36] TR2> ::steps onto the tranporter pad, having secured all his equipment:: [20:36] ::looks back, still seated at tactical:: I'd've stopped him, but they've got rules against restraining the CO. ::chuckles:: [20:37] ::shrugs:: Rules are made to be broken I guess. [20:37] TR2> ::follows him onto the pad, wincing and holding her breath as the transporter tech moves towards his console:: [20:37] <[MG_Ironside]> {{:again modifies the image, showing the subverted Xur, and many subverted starships destroying Xanadu as he attempts to protect it:}} [20:37] Tr2> ::looks at the tech:: Engergize. [20:37] TR2> TransporterChief> ::energizes:: [20:37] =.\ction= The transporter activates, wrapping the Away team in blue quantum mist... [20:37] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:38] * CMCO_Daren is now known as [CMCO_Daren] [20:38] * LTSI_Brooks is now known as [LTSI_Brooks] [20:38] * Scotty (~scotty@w229.wp.isp.ca) has left #uss-coronado [20:38] <[MG_Ironside]> ::leans back slightly, the flame igniting the paper again:: [20:38] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:38] <[CMCO_Daren]> +taps+ ::shines the light around:: Daren to Coronado...do you read? [20:38] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:39] =.\ction= Daren and Brooks rematerialize in a small rough stone room. It is chilly, and the air is thin, but breathable. It is lit in cold harsh light, and is about 2 meters cubed. There is a portable environmental system in this room, chugging away. Based on the displays, it only has power for a few more days of operation. [20:39] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:39] ::adjusts the signal:: +taps+ Loud and mostly clear... clear now. [20:39] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:39] <[LTSI_Brooks]> ::rematerializes, opening a single eye, and glancing experimentally around the small room:: [20:39] <[MG_Ironside]> {{:images the snuffing of the spark before it ignites the paper, alongside the Xur peacefully floating beside Xanadu:}} [20:40] =Description= Otherwise, the room is unremarkable. The "floor" is simply gravity plating, arranged to suit. This room was obviously thrown together in a hurry; a rough stone opening, arched, leads into a second room. [20:40] <[CMCO_Daren]> ::looks at the environmental system in the corner:: Well, at least it has AC...::scans his light across a stone wall::....but a terrible view. [20:41] <[LTSI_Brooks]> ::sighs, and a shiver immedietly runs up her spine:: Well, it's functional... ::flips open her tricorder:: [20:42] <[CMCO_Daren]> ::takes a few steps around:: You think it's naturally hollow...or was this somehow...carved out? Well I guess it would be difficult to carve something out without an opening to haul things to... [20:43] <[MG_Ironside]> ::rubs his chin:: {{:images himself closing his hand around the fourth chamber, sealing The Way as he attempts to protect Xanadu from the Xur, and then images the paper without the knife, stitching the holes himself:: [20:43] <[CMCO_Daren]> But I've seen more impossible things in M64, that's for sure... [20:43] <[LTSI_Brooks]> ::points to the walls:: Looks like phaser drilling to me. Obviously man-made.. [20:43] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:43] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:44] <[LTSI_Brooks]> What the.... ::blinks:: All this stuff is definetly SF standard issue, looks like it even comes from Coronado herself... [20:45] <[MG_Ironside]> ::sighs slightly and leans back, unsure to proceed for a moment, before leaning forward again:: {{:images Xanadu and The Way, extending, and turns to follow the passage down its length:}} [20:45] <[CMCO_Daren]> Phaser drilling, from what source? Phaser drilled from the inside? Maybe combined with a transporter to remove the rock? ::stops:: Did you say Coronado herself? [20:46] <[LTSI_Brooks]> ::nods at Daren, and points towards an opening:: Looks like the power plant is through there... I'd say it's been operational for 4 months, or so [20:46] ::hearing that, busies herself searching all past helm records trying to find any mention of Coronado having been near this particular asteroid ever before:: [20:47] <[MG_Ironside]> ::twitches and grimaces, The Way sliding down the knife in such a manner that it feels like the blade is cutting through his mind:: [20:47] <[MG_Ironside]> ::touches a hand to his temple:: [20:47] ::counts on his fingers:: August, June, May, April.... [20:47] M> ::runs through the crew rotation for the next few weeks, remembering some of the scheduling requests made by a few of his doctors and rearranging things accordingly:: [20:47] <[CMCO_Daren]> ::scratches at his face again:: Huh. ::takes one more look around this room before moving onto the other:: You did mention something about a holoprojector, right? [20:47] Captain, it's Maiko. I've gone over our helm records... if equipment from Coronado was used to make that place, then it was transported there... nothing I have has us ever having even been near this asteroid before. [20:48] ::extends her search of records to the shuttlecraft and Kelaka:: [20:48] <[MG_Ironside]> ::composes himself again:: {{:images the end of the knife, alongside The Way:}} [20:48] <[LTSI_Brooks]> That's generally how it's done, and the rock seems to confirm it. Two spheres of rock are transported out, then phaser drills cut the rooms into cubes, and make a connection between them. [20:48] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:48] <[CMCO_Daren]> ::steps into the next carved out room:: [20:49] <[LTSI_Brooks]> ::follows him into the room:: The cubed rooms makes it much easier to configure the gravity platting... [20:50] =Description= The rough archway leads into a second room, exactly the same as the first, except instead of a portable environmental systems generator, this one has a portable fusion reactor. Cables are strung from the reactor to the environmental systems generator in the first room and something sitting on the floor in the middle of the second room. [20:51] =Description= The second object in the second room is a small portable holoprojector of some kind. It looks a bit like the holoprojector plates used for small momento "photographs" in the 25th century, only this one has been "blown up" to about a meter in diameter. [20:51] <[CMCO_Daren]> :;shines his light along some of the darkend walls of the second chamber:: [20:51] <[LTSI_Brooks]> ::wipes a layer of asteroid dust from the control panel of the holoprojector, and looks at the controls:: [20:52] ::tries another tact and accesses the ship's inventory, scanning both lost equipment reports and equipment checkout dates to see if any phaser drills were checked out by the date mentioned in the bridge logs:: [20:52] <[CMCO_Daren]> ::notices the object on the floor:: [20:52] <[MG_Ironside]> {{:returns to Xanadu within the Oyster, and instead of closing off the edge of Xanadu and eliminating The Way, simply disconnects the two, leaving The Way intact in the Oyster, but with Xanadu separated and closed off:}} [20:52] <[CMCO_Daren]> Activate it. [20:52] <[LTSI_Brooks]> ::shrugs, and hits the "ON" button:: [20:53] =.\ction= A hologram appears. It's Darek Smith. He's older, and wearing civilian clothes, but it's indisputably Darek Smith. [20:53] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:53] ::turns slightly:: Activate "it"? [20:53] <[LTSI_Brooks]> ::steps back to look at the imag:: [20:53] <[CMCO_Daren]> ::nods:: I might've know. ::looks at the image:: [20:53] Smith> Hello, Commodore. Don't bother asking me questions. I didn't program myself to be interactive. This is a message. Take the information and put it to use. [20:53] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:54] <[LTSI_Brooks]> ::quickly hits the record button on her tricorder:: [20:54] Smith> In a few days, you're going to separate Xanadu from the Fourth Chamber. The Hexamon calls it a sundering. What they don't know is that the sundering is itself going to cause a tear. And that tear is going to form right on top of Xanadu. [20:54] ::listens to the audio feed coming in over the open away team channel, another pang of pain in her heart hearing the voice of another person in her life lost:: [20:55] <[CMCO_Daren]> ::listens to the message, very interested, questions on his face that beg to be asked:: [20:55] Smith> By now, you know that you're being scouted by the Xur. They know where the tear is going to form, and they'll be ready. When the sundering occurs, the end of the Way will be open to space. They're going to be ready for that, and will get some ships into the Way. You have to go in and stop them. The Hexamon won't be in any condition to do it, and won't be able to rescue anyone you send in there. [20:56] Smith> Send in your people, destroy those fighters, and get back out before the Way seals and the opening is gone forever. Both your people and mine are counting on you. We've already seen a universe where you fail. It ain't a pretty picture. And since a tear is going to form, you're going to have to deal with that, too. [20:57] Smith> ::smirks:: I don't envy you. But you can handle it. Good bye, Commodore. It was nice seeing Coronado again. Sorry I had to borrow your equipment. Feel free to take it back. [20:57] =.\ction= The hologram fades. [20:57] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:57] <[CMCO_Daren]> ::ponders a second:: [20:57] <[LTSI_Brooks]> ::blinks:: You know him? ::indicates the holoprojector:: [20:58] (m) How the hell do we seal a tear? [20:58] <[CMCO_Daren]> ::nods:: Darek Smith, former Executive Officer....USS Coronado. [20:58] ::leans back in her chair, wishing hef life would just stop complicating itself. [20:58] <[LTSI_Brooks]> Oh. [20:58] <[LTSI_Brooks]> Uhh. Shall we go? [20:58] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:58] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Red Alert . [20:59] <[CMCO_Daren]> ::nods:: I think so. ::speaks into the open comm channel:: Lieutenant Canterbury, delete the latent subroutine... [20:59] <[MG_Ironside]> ::rubs his chin, the response image showing the knife being withdrawn, slowly - the impression is when he originally closed off the end of Xanadu, the withdrawl was immediate, but it was only very rapid:: [20:59] =.\ction= The fusion reactor in the second room chugs to a halt. A moment later, so does the environmental systems generator. [20:59] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:59] ::speaks loud enough for the comm channel to not filter it out:: Right-o. +taps+ Transporter room, prepare to retrieve the away team. [20:59] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [20:59] <[LTSI_Brooks]> ::stares at the fusion reactor:: I think we should make it quick... [21:00] <[CMCO_Daren]> ::shines his light as the lighting starts to fade and goes out:: [21:00] <[CMCO_Daren]> +taps+ Daren to Transporter Room, bring us back... [21:00] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [21:00] <[MG_Ironside]> {{:follows the withdrawal of the knife through the pieces of paper, imaging each piece of paper mend as the knife withraws from it:}} [21:01] =.\ction= A moment later, Daren and Brooks dematerialize, rematerializing on Coronado. [21:01] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [21:01] * [CMCO_Daren] is now known as CMCO_Daren [21:02] * [LTSI_Brooks] is now known as LTSI_Brooks [21:02] ::engages the program quarantine protocols, then hits the sequence to delete the routine:: [21:03] =.\= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM PAUSE =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= =.\= [21:03] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [21:03] ::attn:: [21:03] <[MG_Ironside]> ::attn:: [21:03] ::nods at the Chief, removes his equipment and steps into the corridor:: Let's get to the bridge, looks like we've got something that needs tobe phoned in [21:03] ::attn:: [21:03] ::attn:: [21:03] ::attn:: [21:03]