[19:02] Captain, whenever you're ready. :) #uss-coronado-ooc for those not already there. [19:02] LCARS, let's go [19:02] * CoroLCARS =/\= CPCO_Daren has called: ATTENTION ON DECK =/\= [19:02] * 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!' [19:02] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [19:02] ::attn:: [19:02] ::attn:: [19:02] ::attn:: [19:02] ::attn:: [19:02] ::Attn:: [19:02] ::Attn::: [19:02] ::attn:: [19:02] ::attn:: [19:02] ::attn:: [19:02] ::attn:: [19:02] ::attn:: [19:02] ::attn:: [19:02] ::attn:: [19:02] ::attn:: [19:02] ::attn:: [19:03] ::attn:: [19:03] * CRen_Tlaloco (~ert@bgp595154bgs.bayber01.nj.comcast.net) has joined #uss-coronado [19:03] !commission CRen_Tlaloco [19:03] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +v CRen_Tlaloco [19:03] :o [19:03] Greetings, everyone! :) 10 episodes to go before the Coronado "series finale." ;) [19:04] goodniss [19:04] WAAAAAAAH! ::cries:: [19:04] No series finale [19:04] Shhh! ::points to OOC:: [19:04] ::motions for an extension!:: [19:04] ::looks around:: [19:04] As a result, you can pretty much expect that these last ones are going to be focused on tying up the remaining plot threads (if you'll allow me a small pun), other than those that I'll cheerfully leave hanging for any and all follow-on sims. ;) [19:05] You can also pretty much expect that I'm gonna be standing on the gas, starting tonight. ;) [19:05] First, as always, the sim briefing: [19:05] =Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... [19:05] Stardate 240402.02: "The Adversary", Part 1, by Jester. [19:05] SUMMARY: Obvious in retrospect... [19:05] Coronado is currently some 100 light-years "northeast" of Reorsan space; among other things, we began investigating a spatial anomaly near one of the Pfhor controlled systems that matches the energy signature of a similar anomaly in J043 -- that anomaly was also associated with a time loop. [19:05] During the investigation, a small ship emerged from the anomaly. This ship initiated a short series of time loops that, like most of the time loops somewhat common to M64, was a local phenomenon. Most of the crew have full memories of the two/three loops in which Coronado was involved. [19:05] However, the final loop ended suddenly and apparently unsuccessfully. Memories of the small ship and its occupant, a Captain Stewart Wallace, are fading like a dream upon waking and we have no way of knowing the current situation in the Saris system, so integral to Wallace's mission... [19:05] Briefing complete. [19:06] ackety ack [19:06] ack [19:06] ack [19:06] ack [19:06] confused ack [19:06] ack [19:06] ack [19:06] ack [19:06] ack [19:06] ack [19:06] ack [19:06] ack [19:06] ack [19:07] Coronado is back in the ring nebula formed around the red giant star some 100 light-years NE of Reorsa. The anomaly and its associated energy field are in place, but are significantly smaller than they were through the time loops. [19:07] ack [19:08] A day or so has passed since last sim, enough time for people to have had conversations about what happened. Also enough time for Lora Kor to once again order two Wraith Liberators to Coronado's position and for Commanders D'rall and Skylooker to reconstruct their research. [19:08] Any questions? [19:08] ::raises:: [19:08] ::raises:: [19:08] Commander Savant? [19:08] computers don't forget things like people. Have Savants' databases "forgotten" everything like all of your mushy organic databases have? [19:09] No, but there's an odd "split" in Savant's memory. She has two sets of memories for the same time indices. [19:09] Very distracting. [19:09] that's all, then. thank you ^_^ [19:09] Sounds like a lot of "Are you sure you wish to over-write this file"s :) [19:10] BTW, welcome back to Captain Jarod Bentall, who will be rejoining Coro for the final 10 sims, taking over the S-2 Group Intelligence Officer slot vacated abruptly by Commander Marcy. ;) [19:10] Welcome back, Captain Bentall. You had a question? [19:10] Thank you. :) I'm assuming there was also enough time for Bentall to have arrived? [19:11] Plenty. This area is suddenly of great interest to those back home, and there have been Arrow-class packets going back and forth. Presumably Bentall caught one. [19:11] ::nods:: Great. [19:11] Any other questions? [19:12] Right. Let's sim. :) [19:12] =.\= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM START =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= =.\= [19:12] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:12] E> ::sit at his console...:: [19:12] SB>::in the shuttle bay, with his flight:: [19:12] =.\ction= Coronado and two of her escort destroyers continue to hang just outside the energy field surrounding the spatial anomaly. Her two other escorts are currently monitoring Pfhor activity in a nearby system. [19:12] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:12] ::rubs the hollow pip on his collar absent-mindedly:: [19:13] Q> ::yawns, having just awoken from a nap after putting in a double shift on the navigational programs the Admiral had asked her to work on:: [19:13] Q> ::finishes stowing his gear in his new quarters having recently arrived aboard Coro:: [19:13] ::Savant had been having an odd day, apparently. She's been looking distracted, and was busy having conversations with people who weren't there and looking at things that don't exist:: [19:13] ::steps onto the bridge from his ready room, holding a mug of warm coffee:: [19:13] E> ::enters main engineering and heads for the office:: [19:13] =.\ction= The most recent Arrow packet to arrive in-system departs the area, headed back toward Reorsan space. [19:13] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:14] Q> ::smiles to himself and looks around his new home, nodding that all was well he heads for the turbolift:: [19:14] ::working feverishly over some blueprints.:: [19:14] 6> ::sits in the corner of the gymnasium as marines go through daily exercises nearby, meditating within a small portion of the deck dedicated to his native planetary gravity:: [19:14] E> ::enters the office and gets down to business:: [19:14] TL> ::steps into the turbolift and heads back to her quarters:: [19:14] ::walks to the replicator and orders himself a drink, then quietly sips it as he thinks over what has happened recently:: [19:14] CIC> ::enters the CIC, looking a little tired, but better than he did the day before:: [19:14] Q> ::embarrased smile as she realizes she hit her bed still in her uniform, and after checking the chrono, notes she's not on duty for several more hours... so she opts to change into casual attire:: [19:15] TL> ::enters lift:: Bridge [19:15] SB>::all finished with his reports:: [19:15] L> ::sits down in one of the crew lounges to eat her lunch:: [19:15] ::notices the holotank image hasn't changed much since the last time he looked at it:: [19:15] CIC> ::SAvant was at her logistics terminal, looking at a blank screen as if with great interest. She turned as the Admiral entered, however,:: Good morning, Tebrun. [19:15] E> ::monitors the power levels:: [19:15] TL> ::changes her mind and redirects the turbolift to one of the many crew lounges:: [19:15] E>:nods to Farley:: How're things coming? [19:16] ::settles into the Command Chair, setting the mug on a console:: [19:16] L> ::walks in and heads to the turbolift to get something to eat:: [19:16] 6> ::keeps his mind blank, his thoughts empty, taking advantage of the reduced or even absence of the presence of The Watchers that normally hangs over his shoulder:: [19:16] ::silently steps out of the lift as it stops and looks around the bridge of his favorite assignement:: [19:16] E> ::didn't see Tlaloco in so wasn't able to tell him the CEO wanted to see him asap..:: [19:16] ::on the bridge, comparing the current state of the anomoly with those stored in the ship's memory banks:: [19:16] MB> ::exhales a little bit in his office, going over a PADD in hand:: [19:16] Q> ::thinks about it, and rather than full casual, settles on something for a light workout, and heads out of her quarters, managing a slow jog - but a jog nonetheless:: [19:16] E> Tlaloco!! In my office! [19:16] E>::shakes himself from his reverie:: [19:17] CIC> Good morning, Commander. Any change in the anomaly energy readings? [19:17] E>::Heads to Farley's office:: [19:17] ::frowns as she jogs to a halt by the TL, something clearly not feeling right here:: [19:17] ::smiles to himself as his eyes come to rest on Captain Daren in the command chair:: [19:17] E>What can I do for you, Commander? [19:17] SB>::with his flight, mingling around:: [19:17] ::sets a timer to run periodic sensor sweeps of the local area and report activity, then slides open a new display and begins typing up a report:: [19:17] ::walks back to his console and starts reading over reports as he slowly sips his juice:: [19:17] E> Have a seat. [19:17] ::crosses his legs, hearing the turbolift doors *woosh*:: [19:17] L> ::takes a sandwich and a glass of tea, sitting down at a table, glancing at Kennedy briefly before eating the sandwich and looking at a padd next to her plate:: [19:17] E>::sits:: Is it that bad? [19:18] E> ::taps at the consol and continually adjusts the power feed to meet demands:: [19:18] E> Yes it is that bad. [19:18] CIC> ::she blinked once and turned her head to look at the wall, and then back at the Admiral:: Nothing significant. It's within standard deviation still. [19:18] E>ALright. WHat's happening? [19:18] ::steps into the TL, still something of a confused look on her face, but it passes, replaced by her usual smile:: [19:18] E>Am.... I fired? [19:19] E> I've had my butt chewed preatty good for the shuttlecraft incident. I think you know which one. [19:19] E> ::give a few looks at the offensive system.. making sure it's doing ok..:: [19:19] CIC> ::nods:: Very well. I'm told that Dr. Lopez will be joining us this afternoon. Inform all ships that she and her team are to be extended every courtesy. [19:19] 6> ::blocks out the sounds of exertion as the marines practice about him in their daily routine, his legs crossed and his hands resting on his knees:: [19:19] E> No your not fired. [19:19] CIC> ::enters CIC and goes to the replicator:: [19:19] ::takes a few steps closer to the command chair:: Greetings Captain Daren. [19:19] CIC> Oh, really? That's thrilling. I've had so little opportunity to speak with her. [19:19] E> How else were we supposed to do the repairs? [19:19] E> I'm just going to pass on some of the chewing! [19:19] ::turns momentarily, noticing Bentall:: Huh. Captain. You know, I heard you were heading back... ::stands:: [19:19] E>It's just typical. [19:20] L> ::continues to eat, watching a home movie on a padd:: [19:20] CIC> In particular, if she wants a shuttle or use of Kelaka, then she's to get it. ::nods:: It's reasonably rare for her to put a foot outside of Xanadu these days. [19:20] E>::gets up and paces like a caged tiger:: You know, time was innovation was applauded. [19:20] ::shuffles things around and flags high priority messages, then sends them to Captain Daren to deal with:: [19:20] ::nods:: Yes. Must admit it's nice being back aboard Coronado. Looks like you've been looking after her. [19:20] E> I understand that Commander. But you still needed to announce what you were doing to D'Rall at least and me first off. [19:20] MB> ::Scratches his chin:: +Taps+ Prescot to Somansky [19:20] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:21] CIC> ::she nodded:: Even there she's a little insular. I'll make sure that she's given every service we can provide, Admiral. Oh, hello Sieven. [19:21] SB>+taps+ Somansky here, sir. [19:21] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:21] ::nods, grinning:: She takes after us as well, Captain. ::looks to the rear of the bridge:: So, Flag Staff huh? ::turns back to him:: [19:21] E>I thought I had, Farley. [19:21] MB> +taps+ Status on your Flight Lieutenant. [19:21] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:21] CIC> ::steps down to the holotables, setting his PADD onto the console, and then the drink next to it, and takes a seat:: Savant. [19:21] TL> ::taps her foot impatiently:: [19:21] CIC> ::glances over his shoulder and nods at Drexler:: Good morning, Commodore. [19:21] ::wonders how Tal is feeling after all of this:: [19:21] E> I don't mind you or anyone else in my department doing whatever is nessary to get the job done. All I ask is that you let me know first off so I can head the problems off at the pass. So to speak. [19:22] +taps+ We are on standby sir, birds are ready fly when needed. [19:22] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:22] 8> ::steps off on Deck 8 and heads for the main gymnasium:: [19:22] E> Sorry Commander I heard it from D'rall [19:22] ::nods, retuning the grin:: Yes. Have some unfinished business with this ship and certain members of her crew after what's happened over the past year or so. The Admiral invited me along after I spoke with him during the ceremony. [19:22] 6> ::slowly starts bringing himself out of the meditative state, his mind probing and wary of the presence of The Watchers returning:: [19:22] MB> +taps+ Good. I havent received any new orders for you yet. But you are allowed to continue standard duty rotations for now. [19:22] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:22] L> ::shrugs and eats her food while reading, chin leaning on her hand:: [19:22] E>Maybe I'm losing my mind. I really thought I'd advised you. Sometimes I think it's just no use. I can't quite get this chain of command thing down right. [19:22] CIC> ::looks over to the holotank where Ironside usually is sitting, as if he were there:: [19:22] E> Now I thinkthat is enough chewing, please sit back down. [19:23] CIC> Sir. ::checks through the status screens to see what the progress is on the fleet:: [19:23] ::looks down at the display:: We're picking up something... [19:23] SB>::checks the time on the big board in the shuttlebay::+taps+ Aye sir. [19:23] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:23] E> ::grabs a toolkit and moves off to make minor repairs:: [19:23] E>::sits,contrite:: Honestly, Farley, I really regret any trouble I put you in. [19:23] CIC> ::She frowned and shook her head:: I really need to alter those timestamps. [19:23] E> All you have to do is let mw know about things your going to do that will affect the higher ups and I will take it from there. [19:23] ::nods, shaking the mans hand:: Well, Welcome Aboard. It's wonderful to have so many of the 'old guard' back...I don't want to keep you from reporting in. So, good luck. [19:24] E> ::smiles:: It's ok Tlaloco. I need a good chewing from time to time to keep me on my toes! ::laughs:: [19:24] 8> ::checks the old-fashioned laces on her shoes and after doing some light stretching, proceeds to go through her routine of pushing herself as fast as she can get her legs to go, taking off at a surprisingly good clip:: [19:24] ::sips slowly and starts carefully filing things away, tapping at the buttons as if he was almost part of the console, his ears open to all that's happening on the bridge as well:: [19:24] ::reaches for the mug of coffee:: [19:24] Captain, sensors are picking up something like an energy field... ::performs a couple more checks:: ...it looks like spatial rift technology. [19:24] SB>::looks around for Bravo flight, obviously they heard the order already and have split:: [19:24] E>Well, maybe someday soon, you and I will be the higher- ups. [19:24] E> ::turn to do something more efficient then looking at data that is within normal parameter for the offensive system...:: [19:24] ::nods, retuning the shake:: Thank you. Good to see you again. As you say though I should go report in. ::turns and heads for the CIC:: [19:24] E> Very true. But for now we are not. [19:24] =.\ction= A spatial rift opens up on the far side of the system, then two more. [19:24] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:25] E> ::slides under a power control consol and opens his toolkit:: [19:25] CIC> ::she exhaled, and then looke dup:: Is it just me, or are there rifts forming in system? . . . oh, it must be packets. [19:25] ::settles back into a nice jogging pace, a smile showing just how much she's enjoying this:: [19:25] ::turns to Tactical:: Pass it off to Ms. Brooks....::redirects:: Lieutenant, one of our own? [19:25] ::turns immedietly to the short-range sensors as the rifts open:: [19:25] E> Now onto other things. We have a new ensign that will be taking over my power duties so I can get back to my usual role. [19:25] ::nods at Bentall as he heads off the bridge, then returns to his console, nursing the last of his juice:: [19:25] CIC> ::a pause:: We're expecting packets, right? [19:25] 6> ::doesn't sense The Watchers as his mind opens up and his eyes slowly widen:: [19:25] =.\ction= A half-dozen "starfish" Xur fighters emerge from each, followed a moment later by the arms of the larger carrier warships. [19:25] ::transfers the data feed coming into his console to the science station:: [19:25] ::smiles tohimself as the Lieutenant at Tactical makes a report, recalling a certain Captain who used to stand there and make similiar reports to himself:: [19:25] E>In the meantime, I will be better at hoop through- jumping. I can't have you getting chewed out on my account. [19:26] CIC> Or.. Xur? Are we expecting those? [19:26] ::blinks as he watches the display:: [19:26] CIC> ::enters the CIC and looks around:: [19:26] E> Just let me know and it won't happen again for either of us. [19:26] CIC> ::She turns and smiles at Bentall:: Welcome back. [19:26] E>You have my word. [19:26] Fighters, Captain... Xur. [19:26] CIC> Xur? ::looks up as the holographic display begins firming up:: We're a little far from home, now, aren't we? [19:26] ::watches as the holoimage zooms in to focus on the Xur craft:: I must have missed some notice, or... ::stops:: Full scan! [19:26] E>Who is this ensign? [19:26] E> The ensign is just starting out, so if you could help him when he needs it. That would be great. [19:26] CIC> ::smiles back:: Thank you Savant. Good to be back. ::nods at Admiral LoraKor:: Reporting for duty Admiral. [19:26] E> Ensign Gannsen. [19:27] SB>::he and his flight take a seat at the a small table near the enterance of the locker room along with some one the flight crew:: [19:27] =.\ction= As the carriers emerge from the rifts, the arms unfold and spread, and more fighters are launched from each. [19:27] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:27] E> ::laughs:: Take him under my wing, so to speak? Are you sure it's wise? [19:27] ::takes a final drag on his coffee before returing the mug to the console:: [19:27] E> ::still do some check up cause he don't want to be the one under who the system goes offline...:: [19:27] 8> ::not having expected to do this well this time given the last running attempt, slows to a stop:: [19:27] ::looks up as the Captain shouts, wondering what's going on:: [19:27] ::was just about to turn to something else, not finding much of interest in the Xur, when the captain called for the scan:: [19:27] CIC> So I'm not imagining them, then. I didn't hear a thing about this on the ansiblenet. What are they doing here? [19:27] E> ::laughs:: Only when he needs it though. [19:27] L> ::finishes her lunch and switches off the padd, taking the tray to the recycler and walking out of the lounge:: [19:27] SB>::opens up a ration bar and begins munching:: [19:27] 6> ::rises from his cross-legged position without the aid of his arms, and tugs his uniform down:: Computer, reduce gravity to ship normal. ::feels the gravity about him drop off and forces himself to adjust:: [19:27] L> ::stands up and deposits her dishes into the recycler before walking briskly towards the door to leave:: [19:27] E> ::adjusts the power on the consol and rewires portions of it:: [19:27] MB> ::gets a msg blinking on his console about the situation on the bridge and moves up from office and out into the coridor: [19:27] E> I will not whisper treasonous thoughts in his ear. [19:28] E> Also, I need an update on the HDS & shuttlecraft repairs. [19:28] 8> ::leans over, putting her right leg forward bent at the knee, her left almost straight, bent over towards the ground:: [19:28] SB>::starts to long for a full meal:: [19:28] E> Unless, of course he asks. I'm assuming it's a he. [19:28] CIC> ::looks over at Bentall, briefly, then smiles:: Welcome aboard, Captain, or should I say Commodore... ::smiles crookedly:: There only being one Captain allowed per ship and all... ::turns back to the display:: What the hell are they up to? [19:28] *> ::takes a turn down one of the corridors, thinking and walking slowly:: [19:28] E> I hope not. ::smiles:: [19:28] TL> Deck 9 main bridge [19:28] Let's go to yellow alert until we figure out what the hell is going on...+allcall+ All Stations, Yellow Alert! [19:28] =.\ction= The automatic alert warning sounds as Coronado's alert status changes to yellow . [19:28] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:28] CIC> ::spots Bentall coming in and smiles:: [19:29] E>human?- Oh there it goes. Well, I better man my station. [19:29] CIC> ::smiles, nods and looks at the display:: Is that the Xur? ::nods at Drexler and smiles as he sits:: [19:29] ::runs a tactical sweep on the fighters emerging from the rifts:: Standard Xur "Starfish" fighters... ::turns his attention to the carriers, running more scans:: [19:29] TL> ::steps inside and starts for her quarters:: [19:29] E> ::hears the yellow alert:: Here we go! [19:29] 8> ::takes off sprinting, but trips upon hearing the yellow alert and goes flying limbs akimbo into the ground:: [19:29] CIC> Ask Coronado for a full scan, if you please, and have Valkyrie do a medium-range pass. Say hello, wave the flag, et cetera. In the meantime, check for... what did the Rylans call it? Tar na zee? [19:29] CIC> Welcome back aboard. [19:29] E> ::sits up and hits his head:: OWWW [19:29] 6> ::exits the gymnasium and makes his way towards a turbolift:: [19:29] ::turns to brooks:: Any signs of subversion in those vessels? [19:29] E> ::gets up and follows Tlaloco out of the office into main engineering:: Everyone to there posts! [19:29] SB>::hears the yellow and swears under his breath, runs to the locker room along with the few other guys who weren't wearing their flight suits:: [19:30] <> [19:30] ::shakes her head, not looking up from the display:: Not..anything..yet. [19:30] E> ::enters the engineering area:: You must be the new guy? Is that bump on your head a mark of your species, or are you just findign your way around? [19:30] *> ::rubs her forehead as she walks to her quarters:: {{blasted headaches}} [19:30] 8> ::picks herself up off the floor, wincing where an elbow rubbed itself raw, but heads for the door:: [19:30] E> ::comes out rubbing his head and runs past the Chief headed for his consol:: [19:30] ::sees the yellow alert flashing and turns back to his console, a dozen lights starting to flash over it now as he sets his drink aside and starts to answer them:: (m) Never a dull moment is there? [19:30] TL> ::enters the nearest turbolift:: CIC [19:30] CIC> That's them, all right, though we're about 150 light-years from what I would consider their territory. [19:30] ::moves out into the bridge and motions his relief away:: Cry havoc... ::pulls up the sensor display on the ships:: +taps+ Batallion Comand to Alpha Flight. Prepare to launch on my command [19:30] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:30] {{Lauren, you alright?}} [19:30] ::nods:: Alright...::looking intruiged:: Canterbury, power up the False Matter shielding... [19:30] CIC> ::checks to see how long it would take for the Xur to travel 150 lys:: [19:31] E> Its my way of finding out things sir ::smiles:: dont believe we have met [19:31] CIC> ::pulls up his predecessors last set of intelligence reports and frown heavily before muttering:: Nice to see Commander Marcy was incompatent all the way around. [19:31] 8> ::thinks, then diverts to the women's locker room, emerging a few minutes later in a hastily-replicated uniform and oddly enough still in her running shoes:: [19:31] CIC> They're running weapons-hot and apparently are setting up a perimter on the far side of the system, Admiral. Fortunately they're still a good distance away. [19:31] E>::extends his hand:: I'm tlaloco. A bad influence. [19:31] Q> ::sighs:: {{fine.juuust fine}} ::frowns and walks inside:: [19:31] CIC> ::nods slowly, frowning:: [19:31] E> ::shakes hand:: Gannsen; just Gannsen I guess [19:31] SB>::flips on his flight suit and runs to his Spectre:: +taps+ Aye, Command. [19:31] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:31] What the hell are they doing way out here? ::scratches at his chin:: [19:31] CIC> ::enters the facility and steps down into the pit, eyeing the starfish in the holotable projections:: [19:31] *> ::continues without purpose, almost entirely lost in thought:: [19:31] ::looks back at Captain Daren for a moment:: Recommend we launch our fighters ina CAP formation sir. Match their actions [19:31] CIC> They must be here to fight the tar-na-zee... or are acting under the impulses of the same. I suppose that their responces to us will be telling. [19:32] SB>::climbs up the ladder, Dex already there:: [19:32] CIC> Hello, Jeremy. Welcome back. [19:32] E> Well, welocme aboard Gansen. [19:32] TL> ::enters turbolift:: Bridge. [19:32] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:32] SB>::seals up the Spectre and goes through pre-flight:: [19:32] E> Stick close to me and you're sure to be demoted. [19:32] ::walks past Canterbury's station:: Are those powered weapon signatures, Lieutenant? [19:32] CIC> ::nods:: Thank you, Savant. ::notices Bentall:: And welcome back to you, Commodore. ::assumes his normal seat around the table:: [19:32] ::nods and begins powering shielding with his right hand as his left hand begins scrolling through the sensor reports:: Three Xur carriers are setting up a perimeter on the far side of the system. Weapons are armed and all launch bays are prepped for launch or already empty. There's about 50 fighters out there now. [19:32] Q> ::drops onto the couch, picking up a blanket and curling up on the couch:: [19:32] E>I'm also ship's chaplain, in case you ever need one. [19:32] E> Thanks Sir ::looks up not sure wether to take him serious or not:: [19:32] ::glances around and finds himself being glad Tal's not on the bridge at the moment, as he won't have to be relegated to clean-up detail:: [19:33] ::nods and smiles at Ironside:: Thank you General. Good to be back. ::turns his attention back to the display:: [19:33] E> ::had the system ready but double check as he fell that red alert is comming up..:: [19:33] ::turns to Prescott:: Do it. [19:33] ::glances left as his console beeps:: We're getting a signal over ansible... audio-only. [19:33] TL> ::hops out and squeezes her way past a minor throng of enlisted and officers gathered just aft of the bridge onto the bridge proper:: [19:33] E>{{::catches Lauren's mood:: something wrong?}} [19:33] ::nods once:: Aye sir +taps+ Batallion Command to Alpha and Bravo Flight. Launch as soon as your able [19:33] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:33] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Yellow Alert . [19:33] Q> {{Dont worry about it.}} ::pulls the blanket over herself:: [19:33] E>better man your station, Gannsen. Power? [19:33] CIC> ::indicates the holotank with his chin:: We've got some visitors, good distance off as yet. [19:34] CIC> ::looks up:: This isn't exactly out of the way for the Xur, so whatever brought them here is likely recent. [19:34] +taps+ Form CAP formation around the Coronado and await further orders [19:34] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:34] Hold off on powering the weapon though, Mr. Canterbury...let's give them the benefit of the doubt. For now. [19:34] E> Yes Sir [19:34] CIC> So it would appear. No orbs as of yet? [19:34] E> Shield at ninety-nne point eight three. [19:34] CIC> ::shakes his head and turns to Savant:: We have that sensor sweep yet? [19:34] E>::heads to the consol:: [19:34] +taps+ Aye, Command. ::pulls out of the Coronado, with Alpha flight in tow, Bravo not soon after:: [19:34] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:34] L> ::suddenly notes the alert status and moves toward the TL:: [19:34] ::looks out the viewscreen and shifts himself, preparing for battle and hoping not to be thrown across the bridge:: [19:34] E> Hey sky, the systems all look pretty good for a change. [19:34] All right. ::checks the sensor readouts again:: The Xur fighters are heavier than our Spectres, but their power output suggests they're a little slower. [19:34] ::heads forward to the helm console, but only to get a quick glance at the readouts and then another at the holotank... doesn't relieve Lt. Stackpole at the helm though:: [19:34] CIC> ::Savant swept her arm across the display, updating the tactical map with the recent sensor ping:: [19:35] * L2SL_Somansky is now known as [L2SL_Somansky] [19:35] E>{{I DO worry about it.}} [19:35] CIC> ::looks at Savant:: You're still monitoring Xanadu for any response to the anomaly, right? [19:35] Q> {{youre supposed to be working, im supposed to be resting...so dont worry}} [19:35] E> ::nods:: Yes Cmdr, they do. ::smile though being concentrating on his duties..:: [19:35] *> ::exits TL and enters sickbay:: [19:35] CIC> I've got a large number of processes running at Xanadu, yes. [19:35] M> Status report. [19:35] E> ::checks main power and redestibutes power to needed systems:: [19:36] =.\ction= On the holographic display, the fighters are spreading out and starting to patrol, obviously setting up a defense perimeter. Another trio of rifts opens within the center of the perimeter. [19:36] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:36] CIC> I must admit I haven't had the chance to go face to face with the Xur. Are they as bad as the reports make them out to be? [19:36] ::taps out a few affirmative commands to his men now in readiness state, going over potential ECM patterns in case worse comes to worse:: [19:36] CIC> ::nods and looks at the admiral:: Divert the task group to reinforce our position? [19:36] ::glances at the notices coming through:: ((Seems like most people have reported in...)) ::sends msgs to those who haven't:: [19:36] CIC> ::crosses his arms and eyes the schematic of the starfish carriers, recalling what he was trying to do the last time he saw one and feeling rather foolish now knowing what was happening:: [19:36] E>::to himself:: Ok, tlaloco. No tweaking. You promised Farley you'd be good. You promised you'd be good. [19:36] CIC> ::nods slowly:: Let's get out escorts back, and find out if Vanguard is still in the area. [19:36] <[L2SL_Somansky]> TB>Dex>::eyeing the radar:: Holy crap. . . [19:36] E>NInety-nine eight is within acceptable parameters. [19:36] ::frowns at the new development, then motions for Rachel to move to the standby station as she slides in behind the helm herself:: [19:36] +taps+ Daren to Flag, have there been any reports of unusual Xur or Rylan activity in their home sector as of late? ::pondering over the Holotank:: [19:36] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:36] M> ::nods:: Very well. [19:37] CIC> The Xur haven't been contacted yet, Admiral. Shall we ask Captain Daren to do so? [19:37] CIC> And they're bad enough, yes, particularly if they've been "subverted." [19:37] CIC> ::walks over to a side console and uses the ansible to contact the rest of the fleet:: [19:37] CIC> ::shakes his head:: Have Valkyrie hail them. [19:37] E>::worries about Lauren:: [19:37] CIC> ::She nodded and conjured up a hologram on Valkyrie, addressing her Captain and passing along the order:: [19:38] CIC> ::nods thoughtfully overhearing Captain Daren's question:: Commander Marcy's intelligence reports are lacking sir so I can't give you that info just yet. I'll see what I can track down. [19:38] E>Boosting power to the defensive systems and life support Commander [19:38] CIC> ::last to the Admiral:: [19:38] <[L2SL_Somansky]> TB>Get me a count Dex. [19:38] +taps+ Understood, thank you Captain. [19:38] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:38] ::glances over at Maiko and smiles before looking out the viewport again:: [19:38] CIC> +taps+ Bridge, Flag. Nothing of late, though we've been keeping our distance for the moment. Stand by. We're going to have Valkyrie do a pass. [19:38] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:38] E> +taps+ Engineering is Yellow ready bridge. [19:38] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:38] Captain, we're still getting the audio signal over ansible... should I put it through? [19:38] =.\ction= Ship's condition is currently: Yellow Alert . [19:38] CIC> ::nods at Bentall:: Please. [19:39] More comming in... ::exhales once as he goes over their current strength:: [19:39] CIC> ::sits back at the holotable, saying to Bentall:: Ma'aru. ::looks at the admiral:: Group en route. I've called the remainder of the task group to a nearby position. All ships at yellow alert. [19:39] ::checks the board's diagnostics and start of alert status repeaters and smiles as Stackpole had already reported them in:: [19:39] E> Farley, any idea why we're on yellow alert? [19:39] M> ::strikes a few commands and confirms that sickbay is standing ready:: [19:39] ::nods:: Put it through Lieutenant... [19:40] ::opens the channel:: [19:40] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:40] M> ::feels groggy but wonders if she should be in sickbay instead of laying in her quarters:: [19:40] =.\ction= The ansible transmission is piped through the overhead speakers. [19:40] Xanadu> +com+ All ships, all bases, be advised that Alicia has just notified us of a... Beckmann translation. Little over three minutes. We have no idea where we're headed. Patrol, get your butts back in he-- [19:40] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:40] =.\ction= The transmission cuts off mid-stream, presumably whomever is speaking going back to coordinating the local forces in the J043 system. [19:40] CIC> Admiral, sirs. . . . Xanadu is in motio- [19:40] * Aggie|AFK is now known as CRXO_Tal [19:40] E> Not sure? [19:40] ::lets out a supressed: ::Hmmm [19:40] CIC> ::monitors the location of the local Marine bearing starships, then glances at Savant:: [19:40] CIC> Hopefully Xanadu doesn't run us over when it arrives. [19:40] ::turns to his console and sends out a quick request for all fleet vessels and automated probes to send in sensor data for Xur home system:: Captain Ma'Aru's are excellent actually Commodore. It's my predecessor's that are lacking. Going to take me a couple of days to clean things up. [19:41] CIC> Sorry. Xanadu is starting a beckmann translation. [19:41] E>Well, is it that time of month for Xanadu again? [19:41] CIC> ::sideways, to Bentall:: Ma'aru did the intel on the Xur. Marcy was at tac then. [19:41] <[L2SL_Somansky]> TB>Dex> At least four squadrons, and carriers. [19:41] CIC> ::nods, almost growling:: Commodore, tell Reor'sa we've got a good bet where Xanadu is headed, then scream for help. [19:41] Q> ::struggles to her feet after emerging from restless dreams:: [19:41] CIC> ::glances at the anomaly:: I think we can only presume that it is translating here. ::glances at the Xur starships:: [19:41] CIC> Aye. Fleet to red? [19:41] ::smiles at Brooks as his gaze passes her and he turns his attention back to his console, frowning slightly at the lights as his fingers fly over the console, trying to get rid of them, but as one disappears another one pops up:: ((Gonna be a busy day.)) [19:41] E> ::smiles a little:: Tlaloco, behave now. [19:41] CIC> ::just nods, not wanting to get into an arguement his first day back, start going through the incoming data:: [19:41] CIC> ::nods:: Do it. And pull Valkyrie back until she's got some back up. [19:41] E> Sky how's your systems? [19:42] E>I try sir, the gods know how I try. [19:42] Q> ::rubs her head, feeling awful right about now:: [19:42] Captain... Do you think that these Xur are waiting for Xanadu here? [19:42] E> ::continu to do his little job as to maintain the offensive system up and ready:: Within normal parameter. [19:42] ::watches the Xur ships closely:: (m) What are they planning...? [19:42] E> Ensign Gannsen how are your systems? [19:42] <[L2SL_Somansky]> TC>::frowns:: That's alot of Xur. . . [19:42] E>{{::sends a mental backrub to Lauren::}} [19:42] E> Very good Sky. [19:42] Q> ::pushes herself to her feet and stumbles to the wardrobe:: [19:42] It's a distint possibility, I suppose...Colonel. [19:42] CIC> +com+ Flag, all ships. Red alert, rendezvous with flagship immediately. [19:42] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:42] CIC> ::Savant opens and closes her hands, frowning slightly:: At least those timestamps are solved. [19:42] E> We are green and good to go Sir [19:42] CIC> ::gets on the ansible with HQ:: [19:42] ::frowns hearing the Flag-wide comm:: Bring us to Battle stations! [19:43] Q> ::dresses quickly, throwing on what is presumably her maternity uniform:: [19:43] =.\ction= The automatic klaxon sounds as Coronado's alert status changes to red . [19:43] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:43] E> Good to hear, lets keep it that way. ::smiles to him to reassure him:: [19:43] E>Oh great. Red alert. [19:43]