[19:03] Ross, brb... [19:03] gotta run afk for a few [19:04] "run silent, run afk." [19:04] the submarine thriller re-made as a bunch of guys on IRC. [19:04] * Aggie is now known as CRXO_Tal [19:04] The new Klingon cloaking device, complete with AFK emitters. [19:05] Or for the bathroom run, "Run silent, run pee." [19:05] ... [19:05] so tired a mouse am i o_o [19:05] * Jester is now known as RAGC_LoraKor [19:05] WAKE UP, MOUSE. [19:05] OK, I think we'll get rolling. [19:05] ::pats Mouse on the head:: Gonna make it? ;) [19:05] Commodore Daren, whenever you're ready. [19:05] * BGDC_Ironside gives the mouse some cheese. [19:05] I had 7 and a half hours of sleep and I'm exhausted for some reason. [19:05] * CPS3_Savant falls over [19:05] LCARS, let's do the thing... [19:05] * CoroLCARS =/\= CMCO_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] * CRXO_Tal snaps to attention. [19:05] Commodore 64 Daren :) [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] ::Attn:: [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] ::Attn:: [19:05] ::attn:: [19:05] (( #uss-coronado-ooc )) [19:05] ::attn:: [19:06] Indeed. #uss-coronado-ooc for those not already there, and welcome everyone. :) [19:06] ::attn:: [19:06] Tonight's what I semi-secretly think of as part 3 of 6, though technically we're starting a new part 1 tonight. This whole plot thread wraps up with "What the Hell is a Frant?", the April Fool's Day sim, on the 29th. ;) [19:06] * Kari (~kari@adsl11.rapidsys.com) has joined #uss-coronado [19:06] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Kari [19:07] * Kari is now known as LTSC_Brooks [19:07] The briefing, as a result, is essentially unchanged from last week... [19:07] =Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... [19:07] Stardate 240403.08: "Uninvited Guests", Part 1, by Jester. [19:07] SUMMARY: Soon, you can start juggling with a partner. Someone you trust, I hope. [19:07] With the assistance of the asteroid-starship Xanadu and a Wraith Liberator modified for this purpose, Coro has collapsed a spatial/temporal anomaly some 100 light-years "northeast" of Reorsan space, though not before the Xur arrived to try to prevent it. We eventually drove off the Xur fleet. [19:07] As appears to be her "custom" after collapsing an anomaly, Xanadu performed a Beckmann translation to the closest dwarf star in the area, possibly to recharge some system within the facility. Unfortunately, the closest dwarf star to the anomaly's former position is in a Pfhor-controlled system... [19:07] Fortunately, with the help of U.S.S. Vanguard and a diplomatic team from Reor'sa, we have negotiated a truce of sorts with the Pfhor and the race they are cooperating with in this system. In fact, it seems possible for us to negotiate some kind of long-term peace with them, unlikely as that may seem. [19:07] Briefing complete. [19:07] ack [19:07] ack [19:07] ackety ack! [19:07] ack [19:08] ack [19:08] ack [19:08] ack [19:08] * CRXO_Tal acknowledges with a crisp salute. [19:08] ack [19:08] ack [19:08] ack [19:08] ack [19:08] ack [19:08] * Somansky (Somansky@AC8024E5.ipt.aol.com) has joined #uss-coronado [19:08] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Somansky [19:08] * Somansky is now known as L2SL_Somansky [19:09] Tonight's sim takes place 3-4 weeks after last week. As I mentioned, the Defiant fleet hunted down and killed the two subverted Pfhor transports in a running gunfight, and negotiations between the Pfhor Cooperative and the Reorsans have been taking place on Ahnto, the 3rd moon of the gas giant Torias. [19:10] * eiprahs (~jacobgar@roc-66-66-166-234.rochester.rr.com) has left #uss- coronado [19:10] There haven't been any Xur attacks during that time. What has taken place is the completion of a full fleet command facility (analgous to Coro's CIC) in Xanadu's Fourth Chamber. [19:10] The new X4CIC includes the basics of Coro's CIC, plus a full suite of systems for monitoring the Fourth Chamber. [19:10] Any questions before we roll? [19:11] ::raises:: [19:11] ::raises:: [19:11] Commodore? [19:11] With a treaty about to be signed, I take it most ships are on a defensive alert of sorts for a repeat Xur attack? [19:12] Ah, good point. In addition to the five ships here for last week's sim, Churchill and Masada have arrived from Reor'sa, as well as several Camelynian destroyers. [19:12] * CCC (~cccurtis@dsta-aq113.pivot.net) has joined #uss-coronado [19:12] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +v CCC [19:12] * CCC is now known as CREN_Farley [19:13] And there's a full group of Furious and Wraith class corvettes, plus the usual fighter screen. So, yes, the system's pretty heavily defended at the moment. [19:13] Lieutenant Canterbury? [19:13] If the ship gets plastered, we don't lose the whole flag staff too? That kinda takes the fun out of it. =) [19:13] Sorry. ;) [19:13] The published justification is that the X4CIC allows the CO in charge to coordinate combat activities in and around Xanadu, in the event a Beckmann translation takes the asteroid-starship far from Defender patrols. [19:14] Any other questions? [19:14] ::raises:: [19:14] ::raises:: [19:14] Commander? [19:14] If Daren is a Commodore in charge of a small group of ships, does that mean Coronado's command falls into my capable hands? [19:15] ::blink:: [19:15] Nope, it means that Commodore Daren is placed in charge of a small squadron of escorts, similar to what Lora Kor had when he was Commodore in command of Coro. [19:15] ::nods:: Good, I was gettin' nervous there for a sec. ;) [19:15] Commodore Farley? [19:16] Err... heh... Commander Farley? [19:16] What did I miss for other questions? [19:16] I liked Commodore! [19:16] I bet. ;) And I'll c/p you the appropriate lines. [19:16] ty [19:16] <<::looks at Skylooker and rolls eyes slightly::>> [19:16] Any other questions? While you decide, everyone please join Thomas who is joining us in the Tactical department as Ensign Unpronouncable/Unspellable. ;) [19:17] Welcome, hey you. [19:17] ::joins Thomas:: [19:17] Thomas is a key player in the Romulan hierarchy in UCIP, and wants to learn how a real IRC sim operates. Welcome, Thomas. :) [19:17] :::claps:: [19:17] Welcome [19:17] welcome, Ensign Jack! [19:17] * Sonya (zunite@x101-79-241-dhcp.reshalls.umn.edu) has joined #uss- coronado [19:17] Agent Smith! [19:17] Hello, guy. Nice to have you aboard. =) [19:17] oh yes Ensign Smith [19:17] Shhhh! [19:18] Right. If there are no more questions... [19:18] =.\= =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= SIM START =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= =.\= [19:18] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:19] ::sits on the bridge in her usual place at the XO station:: [19:19] E> ::works in the office going over the daily reports:: [19:19] =.\ction= Coronado and the other nearby ships of the Defender fleet congregate around Xanadu for the most part, still in close orbit of Torias's yellow dwarf star. [19:19] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:19] *> ::walking down a non-descript corridor:: [19:19] ::Savant relaxed in the CIC, feet on the edge of the holotank and fingers laced together on her stomach as she reclined. Her eyes were closedas if she were resting, but a host of holograms flitted about her as she went about her business:: [19:19] X4> ::enters the newly constructed CIC facility, duffel hanging from his shoulder, and glances around:: [19:19] ::exits the RR and enters the bridge:: [19:19] E> ::chime the door bell of Farley's office:: [19:19] M> ::steps into medical, looking around for Doctor Kennedy:: [19:19] ::glances over at Daren:: Captain on the bridge. [19:20] SB>::in the shuttle bay, along with his flight, not on immedeate standby:: [19:20] Q> ::looks at the chronometer and hops out of bed:: [19:20] M> ::finishes, disengaging the recalcifier:: That should do it, ensign. Just, you know, remember why we don't let go of the Jeffries Tube ladders. [19:20] X4> ::looks over his shoulder as Ironside enters:: 'morning, General. [19:20] ::eyes the Pfhor ships and the Pfhor planet and grunts in aprehension, still not used to the feeling of being so close to them:: [19:20] X4> ::a little more casually than is strictly needed:: Oh! That reminds me. ::digs through a stack of PADDs in front of him:: [19:20] X4> ((Annex my last comment and put it in the CIC in Xanadu, please ^_^)) [19:20] ::nods:: Glad to see you're still calling me that, Exec. ::smiles:: What news from Ahnto? [19:20] M> ::looks over at D'rall:: With what may I help you, Commander? [19:20] ::steps onto the bridge and walks over to Daren, hands him a PADD and without a single word walks to his station and sits down, stifling a sigh:: [19:20] E> I sure do enjoy a ship at 100%. ::says low to himself:: [19:20] X4> ::nods:: Admiral. ::tosses his duffel into the corner and approaches the center of the room, glancing at the holotables and consoles and orienting himself:: [19:21] ::turns her attention to the viewscreen warily:: Still nothing, sir. [19:21] M> ::nervously:: Yeah... I came here to ask your advice on a... personal matter. [19:21] ::accepts the PADD and follows Prentiss and he moves across the bridge, then refocuses on Tal:: [19:22] Q> ::grabs a quick shower and settles down to a breakfast consisting of a Rice Krispe Treat a coke and the morning message check:: [19:22] X4> ::comes up with a PADD:: Hope you slept welll, General. Have a new challenge for you. ::passes the PADD to Ironside:: [19:22] ::smirks:: And as to your title, sir, there is only one Captain of Coronado - at least, until they give her to me. ::chuckles softly:: [19:22] X4> ::sits in an office in the prefab complex, just down the hall from the CIC, reading reports on a slate gray folding table, with a small "laptop" computer on it, and neatly stacked PADDs:: [19:22] ::stands momentarily as Daren enters, then returns to his seat at the tactical station, peering at the monitors there with little interest to what's going on around the bridge:: [19:22] Alright...I'm kinda curious as to what's going on down there...but if they don't want to give out hourly reports, that's fine by me. [19:22] E> ::looks at the time then inside main engineering to see if first shift has arrived yet?:: [19:22] X4> ::accepts the PADD and scans over it briefly, then blinks once or twice, having to re-read it:: [19:22] X4> ::Savant waved an amusing little wave in Ironsides' direction form her perch in the CIC, but didn't look up:: [19:22] M> Personal. All right, well, we have private exam rooms for that sort of thing. Is it worse at certain times of day? After urination, perhaps? Follow me. [19:23] E> ::look at Farley, who didn't see him by the door apparently...:: [19:23] ::glances up:: Sensor logs available for your perusal, sir. [19:23] ::half slumps over his console and taps on it slowly:: [19:23] X4> ::finds his eye twitches momentarily and looks back up:: Admiral, with all due respect, whomever negotiated this is out of their mind. [19:23] M> No, no, you don't understand. It's not THAT kind of personal. ::follows behind:: It's something I did to someone... [19:23] X4> ::turns back to his console:: Which mind would that be, General? My little one, or my big one? [19:23] E> ::must be in dreamland after just seeing Sky:: Oh sorry Sky come in. [19:23] ::catches sight of Prentiss:: Something wrong, Yeoman? [19:23] X4> ::Savant smirked:: [19:24] ::brings up the appropriate items on her own display:: Everything you ever wanted to know about experimental craft on that inverted surface. [19:24] Q> ::dresses and grabs a PADD then heads for Main Engineering:: [19:24] M> ... Well, in a case like this I'd much rather look at the other person. It's easier to diagnose this case that way, instead of through hearsay. [19:24] X4> I'm sure the thought occurred, but I can quote you dozens of precedents, going back to Earth, Klingon, Andor, any warrior planet you can name. [19:24] X4> Office> ::signs off on the last report and places the PADD on teh short stack, then stands and heads down the hall:: [19:24] E> ::nods:: I just though, since today is a calm day that we could continu on our last .. chating. [19:24] Q> ::Looks into the Mirror as he applies some gel to his hair...:: mhmm... ahhh! too much idiot ::smacks self:: oh great now you got it on your face...::sigh:: [19:24] X4> The allies that fight together, stay together. [19:24] ::turns to Brooks:: Thank you Lieutenant. ::turns to the Holodisplay:: Pretty crowded out there. It's not everyday we sign treaties with the Pfhor. [19:24] E> Beside, I'm here to report for duty. [19:24] E> Sure have a seat. ::motions to the empty seat:: [19:24] ::turns back to Brooks:: Keep your sensors atuned for possible Xur entrance rifts... [19:24] X4> And when the Pfhor that aren't our allies come calling? Their brethren are going to fight for us? [19:25] M> ::sigh:: It's something I did to another person that really hurt their feelings. ::it all rushes out:: And I need to talk to someone about it and I need some advice and I didn't know who I could talk to on the ship who wouldn't kill me for what I did to her... [19:25] E> ::sit down:: [19:25] ::doesn't look up, but straigtens himself slightly:: I'm fine sir. Just had a bit of a rough night. [19:25] M> Were you practicing Kama Sutra, Tan--oh, I see. [19:25] ::nods:: Very well. ::turns back to her work:: [19:25] M> For that, we can use my office. ::leads D'rall to the aforementioned office:: [19:25] ::nods, and sets the appropriate flags:: Aye, sir. [19:25] X4> The treaty says that they will, and to date, we have no reason not to take the Pfhor at their word. [19:26] X4> ::enters into the CIC:: [19:26] M> ::follows behind, embarrased and upset over it and just hoping to hear of something she can do to make things better:: [19:26] X4> I think that it's a prefectly fine agreement. Trust has to start somewhere, you know that, General. [19:26] E> Where were we? [19:26] Q> ::Turns away from the mirror and reaches over to the counter grabbing a rag...quickly wiping away the gel on his face and the excess on his hair:: 'Bah' [19:26] ::grunts at the Commodore's comment:: [19:26] X4> Even when they took Reor'sa, they acted precisely as their occupation agreement said they would. They're conquerors, but seem to be... well... trustworthy conquerors, if that's a workable phrase. [19:26] X4> Trust is one thing. Placing troops that not a year ago ravaged Churchill Downs back on Reor is another. [19:26] ::pulls a datacard out of her console and hands it to Daren:: Latest tactical and intelligence analyses are ready for your persual, sir. Unfortunately, there's nothing that exciting to be seen. [19:27] X4> ::raises his chin a little:: Is there a particular reason you chose not to consult with me on this, Admiral? [19:27] ::nods:: It's been damned quiet for weeks. [19:27] X4> ::nods:: I wasn't thinking of Churchill Downs. I was thinking of the Boratis border, or perhaps the Artemis facilities. [19:27] X4> ::Savant grins and shakes her head:: Hello, Sieven. [19:27] M> ::sits down next to her desk, indicating the couch to D'rall:: [19:27] X4> Hey. ::orders a drink from the replicator:: [19:27] What would make the Xur fight so hard and then simply take a few weeks off. Surely Xanadu is worth fighting more fiercely for. [19:27] ::taps away at his console in his customary effecient manner, getting back into the routine of duty and pushing away other thoughts...for now:: [19:28] Q> ::Turns around and walks to his food cabinet...kneels and explores the lower shelves digging through the artificial cobwebs:: Funny...very funny... [19:28] E>::steps off the lift into Main Engineering:: [19:28] X4> ::strikes a pose and does a surprisingly decent imitation of the voice record of one James T. Kirk:: "If there is a brave new world, it shall be we the warriors, that have the hardest time living in it." [19:28] Perhaps they are awaiting a more opportune moment, Captain. [19:28] M> ::takes the couch, perching on the edge of it:: You see, it involves Savant. [19:28] E> ::tries to remember exactly but seems like he can't...:: I guess it has to do with the fact it was what.. three weeks ago.. I guess I'll just report to my station... ::stand:: [19:28] ::overhears, then looks up:: I have to say I'm appreciating the peace. It's not often that you don't have to worry about living things trying to kill each other. [19:28] E> No stay put we'll get there. [19:29] X4> Honestly, General... I and the rest of the Admiralty made the decision because the decision needed to be made. The Pfhor don't have sufficient ships to stand with us in fleet combat. But they can help us hold our territories on the ground. [19:29] Well we've got more firepower in this system reently...maybe that's the reason they haven't attacked. [19:29] X4> ::arches an eyebrow, wondering why the Admiral is quoting a Klingon in the mannerisms of James Kirk:: [19:29] M> You look as though you're about to take flight. Please, make yourself comfortable. [19:29] (m) Lunacy I say... ::sends a false alert to Alpha Company to get them hoping on a drill:: [19:29] X4> ::sits at the table and sets his glass on it, glancing at the stack of PADDs in front of the admiral:::: [19:30] M> If *you* pissed off a holographic avatar with control of every computerized device onboard this ship who is possibly even evesdropping on this conversation right now, would YOU feel safe? [19:30] X4> And the Boratis have agreed to this arrangement? [19:30] X4> ::comments sidelong, waving an arm in the direction of the conversation:: I think the idea is perfectly fine. It's not as if we're going to have the Pfhor protect our most valuable assets, or put them in a position to conquer civillians. [19:30] ::flags a bunch of messages and accidentally sends one meant for Tal to Brooks' console:: [19:30] M> I got to this deck by taking the Jefferies Tubes because every time I go to the turbolift now I expect to step in and find the car's not there. [19:30] Yes. [19:30] E> ::don't really know what to do, so he stand and wait..:: [19:30] E> ::steps towards the CEO's Office:: [19:30] M> You are overreacting. [19:31] ::blinks, looking down at the console, and noticing a requisition order for a case of bouillabaisse:: [19:31] M> My ex-boyfriend boarded the ship last night and confronted me on my date about it. [19:31] E> Have a seat Sky. ::looks over to Gannsen:: Morning Ensign. [19:31] M> But my analysis of your records indicates that's a longstanding trend. [19:31] It would seem likely that they do not wish a confrontation with superior forces. [19:31] M> ::sighs, getting up and beginning to pace the room:: [19:31] Firstly, if Savant ... sit down, please. [19:31] X4> You know the Boratis. ::smiles crookedly:: They're probably already telling the Pfhor they can only be allies if they provide the Boratis with key elements of their technology. [19:31] Wed gut their ships inside of ten minutes ::overhearing Tal's comments:: [19:32] M> Firstly, if Savant really wanted to punish you, you wouldn't be able to avoid it. [19:32] ::nods:: They know when they are out matched...that's a good sign. Or they're waiting to amass an even larger group than the previous two encounters... [19:32] M> I can't help it... when I get this worked up, I have to work the energy off... [19:32] M> You can work it off later. Please sit down. [19:32] M> Oh, THAT'S a reassuring thought... [19:32] X4> ::Savant sat up, putting her feet on the ground and sitting properly in the chair:: [19:32] Precisely. Either way, we must remain vigilant. [19:32] M> ::begrudingly takes a seat:: [19:32] X4> ::frowns, and looks back at the PADD again, reading it a third time, but still not feeling any better about the situation:: [19:32] X4> Little things. Like biological armor. Anti-proton weapons. The stuff they didn't get from Savant over there. [19:32] ::jumps in again:: But that doesn't seem too typical, from what I've seen anyway. They like portable carrier groups. Still, it's not like they haven't surprised us before. [19:32] M> It's reassuring in that you're still here, entirely unharmed. Why do you mistrust Savant so much? Isn't it more fitting that she mistrust you than vice versa? [19:33] E> ::sit, but not totaly wilingly:: [19:33] X4> ::takes a sip of water from the glass and sets it back down:: The projections indicated we'll have doubled our fleet size in under two years. Throw in the weapons upgrades recently discovered, and we can afford to give up a fw things here and there. [19:33] E> Morning Sir ::steps off towards the power regulation consol:: [19:33] X4> ::Savant cleared her throat conspicuously and rubbed the back of her neck, looking at a blank portion of wall:: [19:33] If any kind of peace treaty is signed with them, it better include all of their weaponry specs and their zero point energy system. [19:33] X4> I realize this is difficult for you, General, but I've got an interesting consolation prize. I've submitted your name to Admiral Theron to advance from Division Command to Corps Command. [19:33] Q> ::Yawns slightly before standing up:: guess its replicator for breakfast today ::turns and walks towards the replicator:: Inni Mini Miny Moe... ::closes eyes and presses button:: [19:33] Besides which, Savant behaves under the same basic principles as do I or any member of the medical staff. she night as well have taken the same oath as have I to do no harm. [19:33] X4> We're going to need a 2nd Division, and a real professional military tradition established on Reor'sa. [19:33] M> Doctor, she's known for practical jokes. I know she wouldn't kill me but she'd be more than happy to scare the heck out of me. Did you know she beamed me to the marine barracks once? While I was taking a shower? [19:33] you have no more to fear from her than you would a doctor. [19:34] X4> I think you're the man to do it. [19:34] ::continues to work, completely oblivious to the mistake and sends off a wine list to Tal's station this time unknowingly, just before he starts reading over another requisition form:: [19:34] X4> ::glances over at Ironside:: [19:34] M> And for that, I presume, you repaid her tenfold. [19:34] M> I thought I was getting her back for that, taking advantage of a lapse in her guard to send her off to profess her love to her... someone. While nude. [19:34] X4> ::snorts, wondering who they planned to do it if not him, and places the PADD on the table in front of him:: [19:34] M> Obviously, because you judge her by the same metre as you judge yourself, you presume she will take her tenfold revenge upon you. [19:35] M> You're wrong. [19:35] E> Sky you look a little lost lately? [19:35] X4> Reorsans, Starfleet Marines, Boratis irregulars, Camelynian Knights and men-at-arms, a battalion or two of Klingons... not to mention some Hunters and Hounds. We know for a fact that they can take orders. ::smiles crookedly again:: [19:35] E> ::steps behind his consol and looks over the usual readings:: [19:35] Such weapons would be... invaluable to our roles as Defenders. [19:35] E> I do? ::try to imagine it:: [19:35] M> You were so very wrong for making her do that, but you're still wrong to think she will take revenge. [19:35] ::stands, and walks around her console towards Prentiss' little station:: Uhh, Zach... [19:35] X4> It sounds thrilling, Jeremy. Very exciting times to live in. [19:35] E> You know what I mean. You seem to not be to happy lately. [19:35] ::notes her console flashing with a waiting message and glances at the wine list that has come through:: [19:35] M> ::shrugs: Time will tell about that... but now I've learned she's really angry about it... and I want to try to make things better somehow. [19:35] ::pauses and glances up:: Yes? [19:36] X4> ::grunts:: Hopefully we won't have to give them orders not to eat anybody. ::crosses his arms:: I'm waiting for the third shoe to drop. [19:36] M> ::gets up and begins pacing again:: I mean, what I did. ::gesturing with her hands:: It's not enough to just apologize. [19:36] X4> Fourth shoe. We're in M64. Not many tripeds around here. [19:36] E> ::nods in a way:: Well, I'm doing ok, and I'm not unhappy.. or at least doesn't feel like it. [19:36] ::arches an eyebrow, selects a Cabernet-Merlot from Chateau Picard, and sends the list back to Prentiss:: [19:36] X4> ::looks at the admiral and inclines his head as to solicit his attention:: [19:36] M> I thought maybe it'd help her and her love get together, you know? [19:36] Indeed. Large scale Anti-Proton Weapons and biological armor plating combined with our False Matter shielding technology... [19:36] X4> ::nods at Drexler:: Captain? What's on your mind? [19:36] M> You were wrong there, too. [19:37] X4> There are the Qetatch. Not yet sentient, but certainly tripedal. [19:37] X4> Indeed... [19:37] M> But if I've ruined that... ::resumes pacing:: [19:37] I think you, uhh ::points a thumb over her shoulder towards the sci station:: Might have, uhh, sent something my way. Err, by mistakte. [19:37] ::stands leaning against a console, eyeing the holotank:: The silence, is deafening. [19:37] M> Would it take a sedative to make you sit down? [19:37] Q> ::Looks at what was repicated:: Hrm...What is this stuff? ::Checks the computer log and blinks:: Grits? [19:37] X4> Just wanted to let you know that Massada is ready to go when ready. Evacuated to skeleton crew and is on standby to be delivered when appropriate. [19:38] The calm before battle... ::nods once as he looks over the holotank:: [19:38] E> ::thinks:: I'm sorry Sky I was just trying to learn of what I can help you with. [19:38] X4> ::glances at Drexler, then at the Admiral:: I suppose that would be the third shoe. [19:38] Waiting for the storm to break, I believe is the expression, sir. We don't know what to expect from these negotiations, and we don't know if we should be expecting the Xur. The tension tends to wear on most humanoids rather quickly. [19:38] M> I'm sorry... it's just... I don't know what to do. They don't teach you this stuff in school. And they don't teach you it in officer training either. And I've got no-one else to talk to... [19:38] Did I? ::checks over his console and goes red as he sees not one but 2 mistakes, one sent to Tal:: Oh dear. Sorry about that. [19:38] M> ::reluctantly sits again:: [19:38] SB>::climbs up to check something out inside his Spectre:: [19:39] E> ::blinks:: Your right, I do not really feel 100% myself, may be I should get myself a check up in sick bay. [19:39] ::looks at Masada hanging not to far away:: I wonder how the Pfhor feel about us bringing one of their captured ships to this system. You don't think they'd want it back, do you? ::smiles at Tal:: [19:39] X4> ::aside:: Fourth shoe. ::to Drexler:: Very well, Captain. Evacuate the last of our people and advise Ambassador Ramirez that the Pfhor can take possession at their leisure. [19:39] X4> ::Savant sat relatively quietly off to the side, her host of help-o-grams around her apparently doing most of the works while she sat placidly:: [19:39] ::shrugs, and smiles at him:: It's..it's really not a problem. Are you..feeling alright? [19:39] Q> ::Pulls it off the replicator pad and takes it to the table...:: It looks rather plain...wonder how it tastes...::dips a spoon into it and takes a bite:: Mner.. [19:39] If they agree to a technology exchange, then I cannot see the problem with our having it. On the other hand, if things go sour... [19:39] E> ::lets hands glide over the conosl:: [19:40] M> For starters, you were wrong to do it and any human would have the right to want vengeance against you. [19:40] E> That might be a good idea, but I also think we need to talk. That might help too. [19:40] ::lowers his voice and looks uncomfortable:: Do I have to answer that sir? [19:40] X4> ::leans forward and braces himself against the holotank, reading the PADD a fourth time as it sits on the table surface:: [19:40] X4> ::nods, then hands his PADD to a crewman to send through the commlink:: [19:40] M> ::groans:: I'm not saying THAT'S in doubt. I feel horrible over this now. I know I did something wrong, I'm asking you how to FIX IT! [19:41] X4> ::In a soothing tone:: the Tuberider mission is approaching 1 241 000 000 kilometers, sirs. They report that all is well. [19:41] M> ::sits and looks at D'rall for a long while:: [19:41] E> ::wait, though not really knowing either what to responce nor what to simply say...:: [19:41] M> ::head drops back on the couch:: You're a doctor. You fix people. I'm a pilot. On a bad day, I crash things. [19:41] And on a good day, I have as many close scrapes as I can. [19:42] ((drop some zero's on that... like, say, three. Whoops ^_^)) [19:42] ::blinks, and looks over both shoulder, lowering her voice to match:: Uhh, well, no. I guess. If you don't want to... [19:42] E> ::notices his puzzlement:: Just go up to sickbay and get a full check up and then come back and we'll talk. [19:42] E> ::nods and do so:: [19:42] ::speaks quietly:: It's a personal matter and this is not the time or place to discuss it. [19:43] Has anyone heard of the treaty specifics so far? [19:43] ::looks down, pulling up some tactical sensor readouts on the alignment of ships in the system, watching the Pfhor ships move:: These guys feel like Borg who are ignoring an intruder... [19:43] X4> Thank you, Savant. Tell them they're clear to begin their investigation of the gate region, and ask them to transmit visual images as soon as they are able. [19:43] Nope, nothing. Frankly, I'd rather not now. [19:44] M> Are you through? [19:44] M> ::shoulders droop:: Sorry... [19:44] Idle speculation would only lead to disappointment when the final results are known. [19:44] X4> ::looks up at the mention of 'gate':: Fifth shoe. [19:44] X4> Aye, Admiral. They say that they will as soon as their stomachs stop rolling. [19:44] M> I think you are sorry. I think you're sorry for what you did, but I think you're at least as sorry for yourself at how it blew back on you. [19:44] ::shrugs again:: Okay..we'll, uh, if you don't want to bring it up here, that's fine with me. [19:44] Q> ::Frowns and finishes off the grits:: Heavy stuff...::stands up and moves to the replicator:: Water...::grabs the glass from the Replicator pad and drowns it:: Much...better. [19:45] We are probably being ruined... ::mutters a quiet curse on diplomats:: Probably asking us to hand back the Archangel, or Heavens forbid... Mazada [19:45] M> Oh, it blew back on me for sure. Destroyed two good friendships and alienated myself from half the people on this ship who like Savant. [19:45] M> ::sits and waits again:: [19:45] ::nods:: Maybe we can talk later? When we're off duty. [19:46] X4> ::is handed a PADD, which he reads quickly, and hands it back:: Massada is underway. [19:46] X4> ::chuckles:: I can almost remember. ::turns back to Ironside:: Can you live with this, General? We're getting quite a bit out of this alliance, including detailed maps of the Pfhor's outer empire, some 180,000 cubic light-years of the space east of Penthia. It's quite a prize, not even counting the military and scientific assistance the Cooperative can provide. [19:47] M> ...and embarrased her, if that's even possible, and the... her love interest. ::sighs:: Okay, I'm being a little selfish about it, but what's selfish about wanting to be well liked by everyone? [19:47] ::looks at the viewscreen, but his eyes flow downward at the sound of a beeping alert:: 'Ello, 'ello, wot's all this then? [19:47] X4> ::Savant nodded:: I can't wait to see what the Pfhor are going to give us. This is going to be fantastic. [19:47] E> ::makes a call to sickbay letting them know that Sky is coming and what needs to be done:: [19:47] M> That's not what you're being selfish about. [19:47] * LCen_Skylooker (~Lewis_T_S@Toronto-HSE-ppp3743383.sympatico.ca) Quit (Quit: ) [19:47] Q> Now, time to get ready ::Opens closet and looks at the uniforms...:: Choices today are...Star Fleet Uniform one...and Star Fleet uniform two...which shall I wear? ::bites lip and pulls one of the Uniforms off the hangar:: [19:47] X4> I would worry more about the public's reaction than my own, Admiral. I fought them in battle, but they lost their homes and their families. [19:47] Your mistrust is understandable, Colonel. Your people have mistrusted mine for generations. However, I believe that the Pfhor are quite sincere in their overtures of peace. [19:47] ::nods:: Alright, later then. [19:47] ::is smiling, but the smile vanishes:: Incoming rifts. They don't seem large, though. [19:48] M> ::glances up as she hears the comm from engineering being collected and taken care of by staff; she remotely shuts the door to her office:: [19:48] M> ::Turns her head and looks at Kennedy:: Um, I just wanted to know if you had any thoughts on how I could make this up to Savant? It seems a... bad time to be visitin' my intentions. [19:48] ::smiles slightly:: Thank you for your concern. [19:48] E> ::steps away from the consol and head back to the CEO's office:: [19:48] X4> True... let's be honest... the Pfhor are never going to get a deflector shield around that thing. It's a semi-mobile gun platform. Without the S'pht, I'm afraid I can't regard them as serious opponents. [19:48] =.\ction= A trio of small rifts open, and from each emerge a trio of Apori destroyer escorts, nine total. [19:48] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:48] Incoming Rifts [19:48] X4> ::Savant sits up:: There are rifts incoming. Apori inbound, group vector 219.14. [19:48] ::glances at her console:: We've got Apori destroyers on approach, Captain. [19:49] ::begins looking over the sensor data:: Apori Rifts.. [19:49] X4> ::glances over:: This should be interesting... [19:49] ::glances sidelong at the holotank:: The Apori. They're on the guest list... [19:49] M> So what you're saying is that you're coming to me with a broken leg and you want me to give you makeup tips. [19:49] ::stares over at operations for a minute, then shrugs and looks down at his own display:: [19:49] ::rushes back to her console as it starts to beep:: Something happeniong, sir.. [19:49] E>::presses the chime:: [19:49] E> Enter. [19:49] X4> Monitor communications. [19:49] The database check identifies their markings as belonging to... let me see if I've got this right... the Will of the One. [19:49] Scanning for Will of the One markings... ::begins to go over the visual data as it comes in:: [19:50] Q> ::Strips down to his briefs and tee, sliding the uniform on:: Here we go ::zips up and turns to the mirror:: Mmmhmm...Spiffy. [19:50] X4> ::glances at a console:: [19:50] X4> ::nods calmly:: They're invited. [19:50] ::gasps:: Will of the One... wonderful. [19:50] Something happening? ::looks back at Brooks:: Lieutenant, you will give proper reports or you will not give any at all... [19:50] X4> The Will of the One.... that's memorable... [19:50] ::steps in and pulls the padd out of my pocket:: Sir this is my bi weekly report [19:50] ::lets out a low curse:: Will of the One markings sighted [19:50] M> I want to know how I can make things up to her. To make things like they were before. Is that selfish? [19:50] M> How can you make it up to Savant? Firstly, being genuinely sorry and regretful will help. [19:51] M> Secondly, talk to her about it. [19:51] ::glances to Daren:: We need to find out what they want. [19:51] ::glances up to watch the new arrivals, then watches the display on her console for a few moments before he starts answering messages, hoping he doesn't make any more mistakes:: [19:51] ::looks over towards operations again, then just leans back in his seat, staring at the ceiling:: [19:51] E> ::takes the PADD:: Thank you ensign. Oh also can you cover for Skylooker for a bit, he had to appointment. [19:51] ::pulls up the sensor feed, wincing at the rebuke:: Aye, sir. Sorry, sir. [19:51] The Will of the One was invited? [19:51] M> ::looks like she's about ready to scream, but manages to hold it back:: I ruined her relationship and I'm sorry for it, that isn't genuine? [19:51] M> In any case, Savant isn't human. She has the emotions of a human, but she has the limits of a computer program. You can't necessarily treat her like either a human or a program. [19:52] Hail them...offer them a proper orbit if they want one... [19:52] ::glances at Prescot:: I wasn't informed of this. [19:52] X4> ::turns back to Ironside:: In any case, I suspect that we can spin it such that the Reorsan public will regard it as a victory. After all, this time, we outnumber them. [19:52] M> To her, it looks like you're not sorry you did it, you're just sorry you got caught. Or that it blew back on you. [19:52] ::openings hailing frequencies on a broad arc to the nine ships:: [19:52] X4> ::grins:: Apparently the fleet PR department is already working on that. [19:52] They are on the guest list Commander. ::tosses her the PADD he's been holding:: Next time, please read the daily briefing before reporting for duty. [19:53] <> [19:53] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:53] E> Aye Sir [19:53] M> Thirdly, take it down a few notches. You overreact far too much, far too often. Take some relaxation courses. I hear Crewman Liro runs some Thursday nights. [19:53] E> If you have any problems just give me a shout. [19:53] The ships are...hotter, sir. Larger energy system...maybe new propulsion systems, or power distribution nets... [19:54] ::catches the padd and scowls:: It seems that our Yeoman left this out of my copy of the report. [19:54] M> Sorry it blew back on me, that I was caught? ::turns to look at her:: It's not like I expected to get away with anything. I just hoped it would have had a happier ending with the two of them getting together or something. [19:54] E> Yes Sir [19:54] M> She's a computer program. That's all. [19:54] X4> ::glances at the admiral and slides a PADD across the table:: A couple of Jarod's officers developed some tactical contingency plans should we ever decide to attack the Xur. Something you should flip through if you're bored. [19:54] =.\ction= The Apori language is as complex as ever, and a full 30 seconds of chittering gibberish sounds over the speakers before the translators catch up. [19:54] M> ::firmly:: She's human. Just a virtual one. [19:54] M> I know many people in this group have grown accustomed to treating her like a human, but she's not. [19:54] Apori> +com+ Those of the faith greet you once more on the eve of the gathering to the One of a new supplicant, Coronado. What is it that you would ask of those of the faith? [19:54] [CoroLCARS SOUND] [19:54] X4> ::files the documents in the PADD into his personal work folder and shuts it off, straightening and taking his hands off the table:: Admiral, out of curiosity, was this plan to place Pfhor personnel on Defender outposts their idea....or ours? [19:55] M> If you ask her yourself, she will tell you she's not a human. With a note of pride, I might add. [19:55] ::works away on his console, filing away things that need to be filed, and sending other things on to their destinations, thankfully not making any mistakes now as he gets into his work and concentrates on it fully:: [19:55] Acursed briefing memos. [19:55] Q> ::Finishes setting up his uniform and turns to the exit...:: Hrm...time to do some exploring? Hm... Eh Why not? ::Walks out of his quarters into the adjacent corridor:: [19:55] X4> ::listens to the Apori comm as it's played over the speakers:: [19:55] ::makes a quick glance toward science:: Could you forward that information over here, ma'am? I'd hate to turn the tactical sensors on them too. [19:55] M> ::lets her head roll back on the cushion again, frustrated:: [19:55] X4> Ah, the Apori language is beautiful. I have such a hard time with it, but it's so pleasant to listen to. I really should make more effort in decrypting their language. [19:55] M> Her affections for this other person are a side effect of programming and certain emotional register fixations. They cannot be returned effectively. [19:56] *> ::Peers around...:: Which way...::tries to recall the recent map he saw:: Not sure...take a guess! ::Turns and moves down the corridor:: [19:56] X4> ::smiles crookedly once more:: Ours, or not to put too fine a point on it, mine. History, General. Who else do you know who uses it like I do? [19:56] E> If that is all ensign you are dismissed. [19:56]