[19:05] And I think we'll get going. ;) [19:05] * Jester is now known as RAGC_LoraKor [19:05] Captain, whenever you're ready. [19:05] LCARS, let's do the thing... [19:05] * CoroLCARS =/\= CPCO_Daren has called: ATTENTION ON DECK =/\= [19:05] * 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!' [19:05] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] * CRXO_Tal snaps to attention. [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] ::attn:: [19:06] Evening, everyone. :) Welcome to my 999th and 1000th point on Coronado. ::peels sticker off Farrell's computer, attaches it to t- shirt as impromptu medal:: ;) [19:06] ::attn:: [19:06] Here's tonight's briefing. [19:06] =Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... [19:07] Stardate 240402.16: "The Adversary", Part 3, by Jester. [19:07] SUMMARY: The final solution to the anomaly problem. [19:07] 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. [19:07] There have indeed been time loops in this region, and Xanadu arrived to contain and collapse the anomaly. However, our old friends the Xur arrived first and did everything in their power to prevent the anomaly's collapse. Due to an expanding energy field, Xanadu could not approach the anomaly. [19:07] We eventually drove the Xur off; they left a number of their heavy fighters and parts of their large carrier craft behind, the latter sliced up by false matter torpedoes from the Defender task group. All that now remains is to collapse the anomaly and see what can be learned from this debris... [19:07] Briefing complete. [19:07] * CRen_Tlaloco (~tlaloco@pcp08806646pcs.bayville.nj.comcast.net) has joined #uss-coronado [19:07] ack [19:07] * CRXO_Tal acknowledges with a crisp salute. [19:07] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +v CRen_Tlaloco [19:07] ::reaches into the 2nd copy of the ST Sticker Book he has and replaces the sticker:: [19:07] ack [19:07] ack [19:07] ack [19:07] ackety ack! [19:07] ack [19:07] ack [19:07] acky [19:07] ack [19:07] ack [19:07] sad ack [19:08] ack [19:08] We're picking up about 1.5 to 2 hours past last sim. Wraith Liberator 3/12 has been repaired sufficiently to complete its one-way mission, and what repairs that need to be done have been done. [19:09] Any questions before we get going? [19:09] ::raises:: [19:09] ::raises:: [19:09] ::raises:: [19:09] General? [19:09] Has there been any indication that the Xur planet has been re-subverted? [19:10] I don't remember it being unsubverted. [19:11] ...alright. [19:11] Commander D'rall? [19:11] Any suggested music for tonight's adventure into unknown? [19:11] Nothing specific. Something a bit eerie would probably be best. [19:12] Commander Tal? [19:12] ::shakes head:: Never mind. I think I'll just see how my question plays out in-sim. [19:12] Alrighty. [19:13] If there aren't any more questions...? [19:13] ::raises: [19:14] Commander Farley? [19:14] When do we find out about Tlaloco? [19:14] Lovely question. ;) Any other questions? [19:15] :p [19:15] Right, let's sim. :) [19:15] =.\= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM RESUME =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= =.\= [19:15] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:16] CIC> ::Savant had been more or less repaired at this point, though one of her little spider drones still perched on her shoulder, repairing the insides of her polymer and ceramic head:: [19:16] ::has arrived back on the bridge after her break in the lounge:: [19:16] E> ::sits in the office sort of going over reports but not really:: [19:16] =.\ction= Coronado and a motley flotilla of Reorsan and Camelynian ships stand off about 100m kilometers from the anomaly and its attendant energy field. Docked to the underside of the frigate's saucer, Liberator 3/12 awaits its mission. [19:16] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:16] Q> ::sits in her quarters, staring blankly at the wall:: [19:16] ::sits at her console and makes a note in the ship's log regarding the death of Commander Tlaloco earlier that day as the only death during the battle:: [19:16] CIC> ::looks a bit groggy, under the influence of painkillers:: [19:16] CIC> ::smacks the side of the somewhat repaired holotable, the image above of Wraiths and Spectres investigating the remaining fighters and the remains of the carriers fizzling in and out:: [19:16] 5> ::walks the corridors of deck 5, PADD in hand...going from repain spot to repair spot on the ship:: [19:17] E>::Gannsen walks around helping with different repairs:: [19:17] CIC> ::sitting at his console going over recent events, trying to prepare a report:: [19:17] ::sighs and leans back in her chair for a moment:: Helm, what is our position and status? [19:17] CIC> ::looks over at Savant:: How are you doing Savant? [19:18] CIC> +taps+ Commander Tal. Our Liberator-bomb is showing some rather serious power fluctuations in the primary grid. Please have a team sent over to repair the damage, and we ought to be ready. [19:18] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:18] 5> ::happens upon a team of Engineers, and stands behind them momentarily:: [19:18] ::rubs his forehead as he goes over status reports on his marines and their injuries:: [19:18] +taps+ Tal confirms, Savant. Out. [19:18] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:18] CIC> ::She looked back at Bentall, and pinging sounds came out from her, like a tricorder. After a few tests she reported in a pleased tone:: Seems to be okay. [19:19] Q> ::settles into his hoverchair and heads out, carrying the latest report for the Captain, and trying to put recent events behind him:: [19:19] CIC> ::continues issuing orders to the various Wraiths and Spectres, coordinating the inspection of debris and remaining craft:: [19:19] Q> ::stands up and walks to the replicator, getting coffee and sitting back down with a heavy sigh and looking a padd next to her:: [19:19] +taps+ Engineering, from Bridge. We need a repair team sent over to Liberator 3/12. Proceed with all possible haste. [19:19] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:19] CIC> +com+ Flag to Vanquish team, pick up all of the surviving Xur fighters and secure them. [19:19] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:19] ::at the helm, working on last minute checks on the helm, pulls up their position report:: Helm presently holding relative position 100 kilometers away from the anomaly and its field. [19:19] CIC> ::smiles as Ironside smacks the side of the holotable and rises to have a look at it:: Good to hear. You looked pretty beat up. ::leans down and opens an access hatch in the table and fiddles around with some of the internal connections trying to find the source of the problem:: Did that fix it General? [19:19] Thank you, Ms. D'Rall. [19:20] CIC>::she laughed:: I certainly got my head rattled about this time. [19:20] E> +taps+ ACK [19:20] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:20] CIC> ::watches the display stabilize after a bit more flickering:: It appears so. [19:20] ::doesn't say anything in reply to Tal, just scowls:: [19:20] =.\ction= Down in Sickbay's most isolated ward, Dr. Kennedy works on Commander Tlaloco. The Commander is badly burned owing to his very close shave with a plasma conduit. [19:20] CIC> ::chcukles at Savant's comment and nods at Ironside:: Glad to see I still remember how to be an engineer after all this time. That should hold until Engineering has time to do a permanent fix on it. [19:21] Ensign> 5> ::sees Daren:: Can I help you sir? [19:21] M> ::returns to the biobed with her rack of stabilizers and continues to monitor the commander's vitals as she injects them:: [19:21] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:21] 5> ::looks up:: Oh no Ensign, just making my usual rounds. How goes things here? [19:21] ::turns to the tactical station and frowns as she finds it oddly empty:: [19:21] ::turns and returns to his console to try and finish the intelligence report:: [19:21] M> +taps+ Where's my damn dermal regenerator? [19:22] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:22] Ensign> 5> Fine here sir. [19:22] ::stands at a side science console, staring intently at a notional analysis of the anamoly and surrounding energy field:: [19:22] *> ::makes his way to the lift and presses the button:: [19:22] Q> ::sips the coffee and picks up the padd:: [19:22] M> ::picks up the heavy piece of equipment and lays it onto the rack over the biobed, turning it on as soon as it's in place:: [19:22] ::finishes the last minute checks on her board, then works to plot in a high-speed course directly away from the anomaly should things go wrong:: [19:22] CIC> ::Savant ignored the drone crawling across her shoulders to the other side of her head as she worked, typing efficiently:: [19:22] 5> ::nods and smiles:: Carry on...report to Commander Farley and have him bring me up to speed as soon as he can. I'll be on the bridge... ::steps off in the direction of a turbolift:: [19:23] Ensign> 5> Yes, sir I'll be seeing him in a few mins. [19:23] ::shakes her head and stands - still a little tenderly - and moves towards the back of the bridge:: Ms. Brooks, what is the current status of the anomaly? [19:23] TL> ::hovers inside:: Bridge! [19:23] CIC> ::grunts and continues the monitoring:: [19:23] E> ::yells out of the office:: Gannssen in here please [19:23] ::takes a breath, the turns around to face Tal:: Still growing quickly, commander. [19:24] CIC> ::reviews the report and then sends it to the Admiral's station for his review at a later time, turns to the holotable and has a look at what the General is monitoring:: [19:24] ::exhales:: Does anyone have any information on Valkyrie? She took one of those new spheres and I ahvent heard any new information about her since [19:24] E> ::hears his name and stands up:: Aye Sir ::walks into the Chiefs Office:: [19:24] TL> Deck 9, Bridge. [19:24] CIC> ::looks around:: Where is the Admiral anyways? [19:25] M> ::watches closely as the dermal regenerator works on several layers of interior dermis:: [19:25] E> The Libertator needs some power system work. Can you take a team and get right on that please. [19:25] CIC> ::delegates some orders to flag aides, and then reads through a report on the PADD:: [19:25] ::nods slowly:: I'd heard that it was affecting my own well- being. Any sign that any such connection still exists? I'd rather like to live through this experiment. [19:25] E> Aye Sir [19:25] E>Ill take team 2 and team 3 if you dont mind sir [19:25] ::exits the lift and carefully makes his way towards the center seat, stops, then picks up the PADD and holds it out to Tal since Darien isn't there:: [19:26] ::steps out onto the bridge, still looking down at the PADD:: [19:26] ::turns and takes the padd from Prentiss, a questioning look in her raised eyebrow:: [19:26] Ensign> 5> +taps+ Ensign to Farley Repairs are complete and the Captain would liek to see you for an update. [19:26] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:26] M> ::removes several of the vascular shunts as the commander's veins and arteries finish their reconstruction:: [19:26] ::shakes her head slowly:: I'm sorry, ma'am, but I have no idea. You might want to talk to someone in medical about any connections you might have with astrological phenomena [19:27] Latest departmental reports sir. ::smiles slightly:: [19:27] CIC> The admiral is in his quarters at the moment, trying to overcome his headaches. [19:27] ::sighs, preparations complete on this end for the moment:: [19:27] E> +Taps+ ACK [19:27] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:27] CIC> ::Aside:: The poor man. I do hope that we can find some sort of a cure for his condition. Or a least find out what his condition is. [19:27] ::nods at Brooks and then to Prentiss as she tucks the padd under one arm:: Very well. Thank you. [19:27] CIC> ::glances over at Savant and Bentall, then resumes reading:: [19:27] CIC> ::nods and frowns:: I'm surprised that no ones figured out a solution to those yet. [19:27] E> ::gets up and grabs a few PADDs then heads for the bridge:: [19:28] CIC> We at least know the cause. That is one step closer to a solution than where we were two months ago. [19:28] ::turns to Daren:: Ah, Captain. [19:28] ::grunts as he gets no answer and begins to investigate the situation on Valkyrie and if she is still alive or not:: [19:28] =.\ction= Xanadu's orbit about the red giant and the anomaly, a bit tighter than the task group's, brings it into view "below" and "behind" the group. [19:28] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:28] E> Teams Two and Three you are with me bring tools and supplies for an away team mission [19:28] ::looks up:: Commander, good to see you've found the bridge once again. ::a bit lower, a whisper:: How are you feeling? [19:28] M> ::to the attending nurses:: Let's see if his heart will beat on its own now. Disengage oxygen impellers. [19:29] CIC> Certainly. I just wish that it was a bit more useful to him. [19:29] CIC> ::nods:: Knowing the cause of most problems usually leads to the solution. Hopefully that theory will prove to be true in this situation as well. [19:29] ::stares after Tal as she moves away, then turns back to her console after a moment:: [19:29] CIC> ::receives a response from one of the moving vessels:: Savant, I'm having a sizeable piece of debris from the wreckage of one of the carriers brought within close sensor range, if you'd care to have a look. [19:29] ::takes a deep breath and lets it out with a huff:: I've been better, to tell the truth. But I feel like I am improving with each moment I am back at my post. Thank you, sir. [19:29] M> ::moves the contacts for the cardiac stimulator across the commander's heart:: Clear. [19:29] M> Three CCs adrenaline, please. [19:30] ::nods, looking around:: Status report...? [19:30] ::speaks more clearly:: Flag reports that we should be ready to launch Liberator 3/12 as soon as Engineering finishes up some minor repairs to the Liberator's power systems. [19:30] =.\ction= U.S.S. MacArthur arrives, escorted in by a Furious class ship. [19:30] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:30] CIC> Of course. [19:30] CIC> ::finishes reading the report and sets teh PADD on the table and rubs his eyes:: [19:30] M> ::looks at the status monitor as a ragged heartbeat emerges from the stimulation:: [19:30] ::nods and moves over to hisconsole, locks the chair in place and starts working, wondering to himself how Tal will feel about the card and flowers he had delievered to her quarters earlier, in sympathy of her loss:: [19:30] MacArthur and her escort inbound Captain ::Calls back to Daren:: [19:30] TL> ::makes a detour to Dyson's quarters to see how she's doing:: [19:30] M> All right, now I need five CCs nepardizene. [19:31] ::nods:: Good. Once we get that anomaly sealed up, I'm sure we can get underway. [19:31] CIC> ::glances at Drexler with some concern:: You sure you alright to be on duty still Commodore? [19:31] *>::heads for the transporter room with the two teams:: Were heading for the liberator to do some power system work [19:31] CIC> There are still crew alive in that hull, General. They've sealed themselves into battery-powered survival enclosures. [19:31] ::looks at the tank as the MacArthure arrives:: [19:32] CIC> ::notes the arrival of MacArthur:: Ah, good. ::opens a channel:: +com+ Flag to MacArthur, please fall into formation and prepare to detail fire teams for transport to the larger remains of the carriers. [19:32] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:32] CIC> 122 crew. Their command centre is in that portion of the hull, I believe, so we may have some of the commanders there. [19:32] CIC> ::looks over to Savant:: Subverted crew? [19:32] CIC> ::nods a little:: Hard to understand the details of the Liberator's collapse process with a concussion and a load of painkillers, but I'm fine with everything else. [19:32] *> ::rings the bell:: [19:32] ::pulls the padd out from under her arm and begins reading down the reports, noting with some surprise that Medical reports Tlaloco still alive and being worked on:: [19:32] CIC> I have no idea, General. Oddly enough, they shoudln't still be alive. But they are. There's not enough power there to run their survival enclosures. [19:32] ::whispers:: I'll be damned. [19:32] CIC> I would excersize caution. [19:32] Q> ::sighs:: What is it? ::looks at the door, tears in her eyes:: [19:33] CIC> ::nods:: Well don't forget that we ::indicating Ironside, Savant and himself:: can pick up the slack if you need any assistance. Don't be afraid to ask for it. ::smiles:: [19:33] *> It's Commander Farley maam. May I come in? [19:33] M> +taps+ Standing ready for the replicated kidneys. [19:33] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:33] ::leans back to give herself a moment to shift gears mentally, then delves into handling the next batch of operational tasks:: [19:33] Q> I suppose so. ::holding a coffee cup in her hand:: [19:33] ::starts shuffling files again, flagging the priority ones and filing routine messages after reading them:: [19:33] CIC> It's interesting to point out that the hulk is currently inside the energy field [19:34] ::signs off on the reports and moves to hand the padd back to Prentiss:: [19:34] CIC> ::offers a smile to Bentall:: Thanks. ::glances at Savant:: Are we at risk of being boarded? [19:34] *> ::enters Dyson's quarter's not really knowing what to do or say:: [19:34] CIC> Perhaps *I* should go over there. They can't subvert me. [19:34] CIC> Not to my knowledge. [19:34] CIC> ::glances at the hulk that Savant is indicating and studies it with some interest:: [19:34] CIC> +taps+ Prescot, from flag. [19:34] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:34] +taps+ Prescot here General. [19:34] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:34] TR> ::looks around to make sure all of his engineers are there:: Alright Chief can you beam us into the engineering area of the liberator? [19:34] ::leans over and whispers in Prentiss' ear:: Your gifts and sentiments were appreciated, Mr. Prentiss. Thank you. [19:34] Q> ::looks at Farley:: What is it? ::looks at him:: [19:35] CIC> ::She frowned thoughtfully:: I think that we should build osme remote drones for doing this sort of work. Something that can't be subverted. [19:35] =.\ction= On closer examination, the chunk of debris that Savant and Ironside have targetted is an oblong bit about 200 meters by 100 meters. [19:35] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:35] ::resets a computer model on a side display, feeds some data obtained through a concatenation of the sensor logs from every defender ship in the area, and restarts the model:: [19:35] Chief> TR> Aye Sir ::looks down at the consol:: [19:35] M> ::takes the fat little organ and starts to graft it into the newly constructed tissue:: [19:35] Chief> TR> Coordinates set [19:35] CIC> ::nods in agreement:: I think Savant's good a very good and safe idea there. [19:35] M> Is the other one ready? [19:35] <> [19:35] TR>::turns and steps up onto the transporter padd:: Energize [19:35] =Description= Apparently part of what was once one of the carrier's central hub, what looks like some sort of engine is visible on one side, and it is still trailing debris. It is an obvious after effect of a FM torpedo hit: the cutting lines are laser-perfect. [19:36] CIC> ::the little drone on her shoulder closed the panel on the side of her head and sealed it, returning her to her pristine condition:: [19:36] Q> How are you doing maam? [19:36] ::takes the PADD and slips it in his pocket, nods at Tal, and smiles sightly, nodding in return but saying nothing as he turns back to his console. After all the card really said it all, didn't it?:: [19:36] CIC> Savant, that won't spread your processes to thinly, will it? [19:36] CIC> Or jeopardize the security of your ansible network? [19:36] Q> ::shrugs:: I dont know. Hes facing court martial, what am I supposed to think? [19:36] CIC> +taps+ MacArthur will shortly be sending away teams to the larger pieces of debris floating about, I'd like you to lead a team as well to this particular piece. ::sends coordinates:: There appears to be life signs remaining near one of the command centers. [19:36] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:36] CIC> ::She grinned broadly:: Sieven, dear, I'm operating clear across all known space, on thousands of independant processing nodes. Taking a walk a few thousand kilometers won't affect me in the slightest. [19:36] Q> Court martial? I thought he was dead? [19:37] +taps+ Aye sir. Do we have any information besides the life sign readingds? [19:37] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:37] Q> I got this message saying hes in sickbay. ::hands him the padd:: I...I just cant go up there. [19:37] CIC> ::can't help but smile at Savant's response:: [19:37] ::moves slowly towards the tactical console, tapping on the controls to signal the watch officer to make his way to the bridge at once:: [19:37] ::notices the void at Tactical, and just the Ensign there:: What is the status of Lieutenant Canterbury? Still in Sickbay? [19:37] CIC> As long as I'm not inside the field for too long, I'll be all right. I don't want to lose ansible contact though. [19:37] CIC> ::frowns, then nods:: Proceed. [19:37] Q> ::takes the PADD and looks it over:: I don't understand? [19:37] Q> And I do? [19:37] ::begins looking over the sensor data available to him for any other info:: [19:37] ::nods to Daren:: As far as I know, yes sir. [19:37] CIC> ::Savant nodded and stood up:: [19:37] =.\ction= Xanadu "comes even with" the rest of the group, passing "below" us -- closer to the red giant star in its tighter orbit. The First Chamber entrance is briefly visible as a sparkle of light. [19:38] CIC> +taps+ Captain Daren, from Drexler. [19:38] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:38] CIC> It's still the General's operation. Will I be going in, Sir? [19:38] ::nods quietly:: We've yet to find a replacement for Chief Tactical...I was thinking he may be it... [19:38] AT> ::materializes on the inside of the liberator [19:38] +taps+ Daren here... [19:38] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:38] CIC> ::glances over at Ironside before continuing:: [19:38] ::turns quickly away from the Tactical station:: [19:38] ::looks back at the Captain as he sends off orders for a fireteam to meet him in th Assault Transporters:: [19:38] CIC> ::shrugs, showing no indication that she's unwelcome with Prescot's party:: [19:39] M> ::starts to 'install' the second kidney, checking the tissue regeneration as she does so:: [19:39] CIC> I think that I'll go. I could use a little excersize. [19:39] CIC> +taps+ Ah. Nothing, captain, sorry to bother you. [19:39] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:39] ::frowns as she taps the controls for the tactical scanners, staring intently at the renderings of the energy field:: [19:40] +taps+ Mister Prescot, I will be accompanying you to the hulk, if that's to your liking? [19:40] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:40] ::raises an eyebrow as the comm channel on his chest closes automatically:: [19:40] CIC> ::rises and walks out onto the main bridge to stretch his legs for a couple of minutes:: [19:40] ::steps up to Prescot:: Heading over Colonel? [19:40] CIC> I'll be back in a moment then. I ought to change into something more comfortable. [19:41] ::considers sending some flowers to Maiko for an entirely different reason and then shakes his head:: ((Stuff and nonsense.)) ::works away on his console, wondering where that thought came from:: [19:41] +taps+ Your always welcome Savant. ::turns to the captain:: Yes sir. We need to move into transporter range of the hulk here ::moves his hand over and sends the cordinates to D`rall and to Daren's console:: [19:41] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:41] CIC> ::Savant ducked out of the CIC and into her logistics office in order to prepare for the mission:: [19:41] Q> ::walks over to the couch and sits down, setting down the cup:: [19:41] CIC> ::coordinates between MacArthur and Coronado's marines, making sure there's a sizeable number moving onto each chunk - enough to comfortably deal with the life signs on each, if necessary:: [19:41] ::jolts awake as the console signals the co-ordinates requested:: [19:42] +Taps+ We are meeting in Assault Transporter 1 Savant, should you require transport [19:42] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:42] ::checks out the wreckage on the display:: We can do that. ::turns to D'rall:: Let's do it. [19:42] Q> No I didn't mean that. I just wanted to come and see if I could offer any help. [19:42] ::nods once at the Captain:: [19:42] ::looks around the bridge and smiles to himself and the memories he's had on this ship over the years before returning to the CIC:: [19:42] ::frowns:: Captain, these co-ordinates take us into the energy field... [19:42] ::bows out quickly, his replacement on the way and movinginto the TL:: Marine Barracks! [19:42] Log> +taps+ I'll be joining you presently, Colonel. [19:42] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:42] Q> Help? With what? ::looks confused:: [19:42] CIC> ::rubs his eyes again:: [19:42] ::glances back as Bentall is leaving and stiffens:: What the hell? [19:42] ::turns to Brooks:: Lieutenant, that craft is still showing signs of the "tar na zee", is it not? ::looks back at Prescot, with caution:: [19:43] TL> ::hears the captain just as the door closes:: +Taps+ Yes sir it is. [19:43] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:43] CIC> ::sits back down at the holotable:: It's great to be back on this ship. ::smiles to himself and returns to monitoring events with the fleet:: [19:43] *> ::steps out into the corridor:: Lifesigns sir. unconfirmed if they are tar na zee. [19:43] Q> I just thought you might be going through a tough time so I thought I might be able to help in some way. Sorry if I thought wrong. [19:44] MB> ::moves to his office and begins to suit up:: [19:44] ::slowly, stiffly follows Bentall, her eyes wide with conflicting emotions:: [19:44] M> All right, let's start closing this side up. [19:44] Q> ::sighs:: Its not that. Its just this is a lot to swallow...what with the baby coming and all. [19:44] Unable to tell through ship's sensors, Captain. Lots of lifesighs, though, even though the energy signals onboard are very low. [19:44] ::still looking back at Daren, waiting for the word on whether they should proceed into the energy field or not:: [19:44] CIC> ::heads over to a side console and checks on something:: [19:44] CIC> ::stands just inside the CIC, her eyes fixed on Bentall:: [19:44] AT> ::looks around:: Alright lets see if we cant find whats going wrong [19:44] CIC> ::Savant stepped back out into the CIC, dressed in an armoured black stealth suit, complete with sensor adsorptive fabric and a nasty looking phaser pistol at her hip:: See you later, boys. I'm off to storm the castle. [19:44] Q> I just want you to know that I'm here for you if you need anything. [19:44] CIC> Be back before dinner. ::deadpan:: [19:45] M> Computer, give me lung function monitors. [19:45] ::nods:: I'm aware of that Ms. D'rall. Commander Tal, alert Engineering that we'll be heading into the distortion field momentarily... [19:45] Q> ::looks around not really knowing if he's helping or making things worse:: [19:45] CIC> ::feels likes he's being watched and looks up, directly into Tal's face:: Hello Commander. Something I can do for you? [19:45] TL> Yes dear. ::doors close:: [19:45] Q> +taps+ CIC, from Flag. [19:45] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:45] ...have them keep a close eye on the False Matter systems and other "Watched influenced" technology. [19:45] ::shakes her head to Bentall and returns to the birdge:: Aye, Captain. [19:45] CIC> ::stands up and heads back over to the holotable, passing an order off to an aide, then looking at Tal and Bentall:: [19:45] CIC> +taps+ Drexler. [19:45] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:45] ::frowns, the shrugs:: What do I care, worst case, it's our funeral. ::clears the pre-programmed course out of the buffer and locks in the new co-ordinates, engaging impulse engines at half:: [19:45] +taps+ Engineering, from Bridge. [19:45] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:45] * Natalie (~trekkiemo@65.38.225.102) has joined #uss-coronado [19:45] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Natalie [19:45] CIC> ::shakes his head and frowns:: I wonder what that was about? [19:46] M> Good. Looks like he can breathe on his own. [19:46] LT> E> +taps+ Engineering here. [19:46] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:46] AT> ::Savant appeared int he assualt transporter just in time, as always:: [19:46] Q> +taps+ Commodore, if you would be... so kind, I will require a ride to Xanadu... if it's not too much trouble. [19:46] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:46] ::finishes his work for now and makes his way to the replicator, makes some drinks for the bridge crew and starts to quietly distribute them to each of the consoles:: [19:46] MB> ::cracks his neck, a true sword at his side with a M2-43 and PPP inspecting his gear once more before moving out of the barracks and to the corridor:: [19:46] <<::engages impulse engines::>> [19:46] =.\ction= With a chirping sound from the Helm console, Coronado's impulse engines engage... [19:46] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:46] +taps+ Mr. Farley, we'll be heading into the distortion here in a moment. Make the ship ready. [19:46] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:47] LT> E> +taps+ Sorry maam this isn't Farley [19:47] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:47] CIC> ::still standing, he paused a moment and considered it:: +taps+ It wouldn't be. Would you like to take Kelaka, sir? [19:47] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:47] TL> ::moves into the Turbo lift:: Deck six! ASsault TRansporter [19:47] * LCdr_Dyson (~trekkiemo@65.38.225.171) Quit (Ping timeout) [19:47] * Natalie is now known as LCdr_Dyson [19:47] AT> ::slides under a consol and uses his diagnostic tools to establish that whatever the cause is it realitively minor:: [19:47] Q> +taps+ I'd... like that a great... deal, Commodore. I just doub that I'm capable... of it. [19:47] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:47] M> Remove breathing control, please. [19:47] CIC> ::nods to Bentall:: I'll be back in a bit. [19:48] CIC> ::heads up to the turbolift area:: [19:48] +taps+ Whomever this is, then, make the ship ready to enter the distortion field. And find Farley. He's supposed to be on duty. Tal out. [19:48] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:48] CIC> ::the mention of Kelaka suddenly remind him of his old friend Dejat, nods at Drexler:: Aye Commodore. [19:48] Q> ::looks at Farley:: Surely you understand [19:48] AT> ::Savant had her silenced phaser pistol and stealth stuit, quite differently outfitted from the other marines. She had designed the android to be agile, and wanted to capitalize on it, so armour was generally out:: [19:48] ::looks to Brooks:: Lieutenant, tap into Savant's ansible feed so that you can experience what the Fire team sees through her. I'd put you on the team, but I can't be sure you'd be totally safe. This will be the next best thing... [19:48] 6> ::exits out into the deck and moves towards the transporters:: [19:48] CIC> ::Savant replied quietly to Drexler and Kor, ont he same line:: I can pilot KElaka there if you'd like. [19:48] =.\ction= Coronado passes just "aft" of Xanadu on its way into the energy field. [19:48] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:48] Q> Yes I think I do. I just wanted to offer my help. [19:49] TL> +taps+ That'll be fine, Savant. Admiral, can you get to the ship, or do you need help? [19:49] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:49] AT> ::moves into the room and nods at the fire team assembled:: Savant, good to have you here [19:49] TL> Flag quarters. [19:49] =.\ction= The first boarding parties from MacArthur begin transporting over to a handful of large chunks of debris, each showing life signs within although Prescot and Savant's target is the only one with an apparently intact command centre. [19:49] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:49] ::turns to the ansible control panel and requests permission for an uplink from Savant, smirking slightly:: Your concern is very touching, sir. [19:49] ::steps closer to Daren and lowers her voice:: Captain Bentall came aboard in my absence, I see. [19:49] Q> ::sighs:: I know...but youre gonna get in trouble, youre supposed to be on duty [19:49] LT> E> +Taps+ ACK [19:49] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:49] Marine> AT> Sir Our sensors say that there is only 10% atmospehre inside the area Im to beam you to. [19:49] M> Yeah, put it in the digest. I think this one's gonna pull through. [19:49] * CRS3_Savant is now known as [CRS3_Savant] [19:50] =Description= As the frigate approaches and begins beaming in her Marines, the view of the fragment becomes more detailed. The result of multiple FM torpedo hits, the honeycombed design of the interior becomes apparent, as do the corpses of a number of what are apparently Xur drifting in a parallel orbit. [19:50] ::turns just his head toward Tal, his voice lower:: Yes. He was "drafted" to play for the Flag team. ::pauses as he looks at something else:: Is there a problem? [19:50] CIC> ::looks up at Ironside:: How bad have the Admiral's headaches been getting? He doesn't sound so good at the moment. [19:50] <[CRS3_Savant]> ::Savant beamed in as one of the first, and hadn't bothered with a helmet despite the lack of a confined atmoshphere:: [19:50] E>::works under the consol for a bit:: Eureka! [19:50] *> +taps+ Captain Daren, from Drexler. [19:50] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:50] AT> ::Grunts:: Alright then presurize your suits people. ::steps up:: Energize! [19:50] LT> E> +taps+ Farley report ot engineering ASAP! [19:50] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:50] <[CRS3_Savant]> ::Savant, of course, graciously gives her permission to Brooks, along with a thanks for asking nicely:: [19:50] * CLBC_Prescot is now known as [CLBC_Prescot] [19:50] <[CLBC_Prescot]> ::demat/remats:: [19:50] Q> See? Theyre calling you. [19:51] +taps+ Daren here...remember what you were going to say Commodore? ::smiles thinly:: [19:51] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:51] ::shakes her head and replies in her lowered voice:: No, sir. No problem. I was just unaware of the change in personnel of this ship, and it surprised me. [19:51] CIC> Bad. ::doesn't elaborate:: +taps+ Sickbay, from flag. There appear to be numerous deceased Xur in the vicinity of our current target. Please obtain a sample for physiological study as able. [19:51] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:51] =.\ction= The first teams materialize in. The Xur, like many M64 species, are six-limbed, though significantly shorter than humans, both in length and height. [19:51] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:51] Q> Yes. Please let me know if there is anything I can do for you. [19:51] *> +taps+ No, this is something else. The admiral will be taking Kelaka. Just wanted to give you a heads up. [19:51] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:51] ::forwards the link to the holotank, the image displaying in one of its corners:: [19:51] <[CLBC_Prescot]> ::immediatly draws himself down and looks around, weapon pointed around him as his men secure the beam in point:: [19:52] <[CRS3_Savant]> ::She pinged quietly, her eyes glowing like mirrored lights as the irises were used as emissions/reception plates:: Well, this is a lovely little place. [19:52] ::slows after reaching transporter range, matching vector and speed with the fragment:: [19:52] Q> ::gets ready to leave Dyson's quarters and head to engineering:: [19:52] *> ::outside of the admiral's quarters, he taps the door call:: [19:52] CIC> ::frown deepens as the General is anything but a person to mince words:: Not good. [19:52] +taps+ ::nods:: Of course. Will the Flag be filing a flight plan in the event of an emergency? [19:52] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:52] <[CLBC_Prescot]> +taps+ Prescot to Flag. 10% atmosphere here at the beam in point. Im not sure how many live ones were going to find if this trend keeps up [19:52] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:52] <[CRS3_Savant]> K> ::Savant got to the process of warming up Kelaka in the back of her head- fortuantely, the process was mostly automated:: [19:52] M> +taps+ Flag, from Sickbay. Your request is better suited to the xenobiological sciences department. My section has minimal research capacity. [19:52] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:52] =Description= As a result, the Marines need to hunch quite a bit to fit into the tight spaces. The Xur themselves are a pale blue/brown in color, with thin limbs and lithe bodies. They are clothed, but their clothing shows evidence of bad burns. [19:52] Q> ::frowns and manages to get out with a shaky voice:: O- Okay [19:52] *> +taps+ He's heading inside Xanadu, captain. [19:52] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:53] =.\ction= The Xur in this particular chamber are not active, but appear to be alive, if only just. [19:53] +taps+ ::nods:: Noted. [19:53] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:53] CIC> He will be safe within the fourth chamber. His condition relates to The Watchers, and their reach does not extend to the Fourth Chamber. [19:53] Q> ::leaves her quarters and goes into a turbolift:: [19:53] Q> ::doesn't want to leave but has to:: Call me anytime. [19:53] Q> ::sitting cross-legged on the floor:: Enter. [19:53] ::watches D'Rall closely:: Well done, Ms. D'Rall. [19:53] AT> ::sits up:: well this should be a simple fix ::walks to the far panel and realings the couplings:: Hmm Petty Officer check the power flow now [19:53] <[CRS3_Savant]> ::Savant looked about, heading towards the Xur:: Well. Hibernation, or stasis? [19:53] <[CLBC_Prescot]> K> Short bastards arent they.. ::almost gets down on his hands and knees, motioning one of his men forward:: Medic see if anything here is breathing. [19:53] *> ::looks at farley, tears in her eyes and enters it:: [19:53] ::steps up to the Mission Ops console, the marine there monitoring the Fire Teams progress:: [19:53] TL> Sickbay [19:53] Q> ::leaves with her and gets to engineering:: [19:54] Q> ::he took a step inside:: Is it the headaches? [19:54] CIC> ::nods:: That part I was aware of after the ::pauses:: incident there with his former hosts. [19:54] AT> Petty Officer> Everything looks ok here Sir [19:54] ::seethes inside - condemnation for things out of her control and "lavish" praise for the mundane? The NERVE!:: [19:54] TL> ::enters engineering and gets the report of what's going on then heads for the main consol:: [19:54] M> ::walks into sickbay, pulling down her maternity uniform jacket:: [19:55] M> ::steps away from the prone commander:: Continue monitoring him. He may come out of the pharmacological coma soon. Alert me if he does. I'll be in my office. [19:55] <[CRS3_Savant]> They seem to be hibernating. Quite impressive. [19:55] M> ::walks out of the isolated ward and down the hallway to sickbay proper:: [19:55] M> ::stares at Tlaloco laying on the biobed, unable to move:: [19:55] <[CRS3_Savant]> ::She headed towards the command centre, clearly that had her interest:: [19:55] [Medic] AT> ::scans the closest body:: Respiriation is there, but only at about-- ::frowns:: --well, it's hard to say. About 2% of lung capacity, though. [19:56] <[CRS3_Savant]> K> +taps+ ::quietly beside Drexler's head:: Kelaka has been prepped for launch, Commodore. [19:56] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:56] M> ::removes her surgical headcovering and rustles up her hair:: [19:56] ::reaches over the young Marines shoulder a moment:: Excuse me... ::locks the transporter sensors on one of the vacuum-presevred Xur bodies and has it transported directly into Coro's buffer:: [19:56] +taps+ Daren to Sickbay... [19:56] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:56] M> ::glances at Kennedy then looks at Tlaloco again:: [19:56] <[CLBC_Prescot]> ::looks around:: Alright lets get moving, leave these guys alone for now. ::points at a corridor:: That way ::orders his men out:: [19:56] Q> ::nods to himself as Savant reports in, and steps closer to the admiral:: [19:56] CIC> ::watches the holotable, lost in thought:: [19:56] Q> ::nods slowly:: They're... rather unpleasant, Commodore. [19:57] <[CRS3_Savant]> ::she frowned and slowed down a little:: I'm unsure if this is a safe place for you and your team, Colonel. This ship has been *heavily* subverted. The neurodendrites are positively everywhere. [19:57] ::moves to the tactical situation to continue to monitor the sensors:: [19:57] Q> I have been trying... to... overcome them, but I'm afraid I am fooling myself. I belong... on Xanadu. Only there... can I fuction. [19:57] Q> ::nods:: And that's one of the biggest understatements I think I've ever heard. Can you walk? [19:57] CIC> +taps+ Liberator 3/12, from flag. Report status. [19:57] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:57] <> [19:57] Q> ::swallows, then nods slowly:: I can try. ::flashes a very faint amused look:: It is certainly... better than... transporter. [19:58] <[CLBC_Prescot]> ::shakes his head:: This feels bad. We shouldnt be messing with these Xur now. ::continues along leaving Savant behind:: [19:58] ::stands next to her desk, trying not to think for a few moments:: [19:58] ::finishes handing out drinks and moves back to his console, locks himself in place, and starts working again, that silly thought still in the back of his mind:: [19:58] <[CRS3_Savant]> ::She shook her head and caught up, heading towards the command centre:: [19:58] CIC> ::rises and heads for the replicator:: Coffee, Black. ::waits for a mug of black coffee to materialize before taking it and returning to his seat:: [19:58] M> ::just stares at him for a moment before walking closer:: [19:58] =.\ction= Now that Savant points it out, the Marines begin to see it: the spiderwebby threads of the tar na zee are visible here and there, covering the few and infrequent control surfaces. All of them are below waist level. [19:58] ::repeats the com:: +taps+ Captain Daren to Sickbay, please respond... [19:58] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:59] Q> ::tilts his head to the side and says slowly, darkly:: My feelings parallel yours of Xanadu. [19:59] M> +com+ Sickbay here. [19:59] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:59] Q> ::offers a hand to help the admiral off the floor:: [19:59] <[CRS3_Savant]> CIC> +taps+ Savant here. This place has been entirely subverted. I'm unwilling to bring one of these creatures over to Coronado. They may still harour the parasites. [19:59] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:59] <[CLBC_Prescot]> ::frowns as he looks at the spiderweb threads:: Nasty business... Avoid it if you can. [19:59] E> ::waits in engineering for wahtever was the hurry:: [19:59] <[CRS3_Savant]> (harbour) [19:59]