USS Eagle, NCC 9561

Sim of 040707

CaptFyrstk: ATTENTION ON DECK
GwenivereMarqusa: ::AA::
Arrea Rose DS: ::AA::
RomnHaas: ::AA::
CmdrLanceBass: :AA:
CaptFyrstk: Captain's Log, Stardate 040707
CaptFyrstk: The Eagle is enroute to a sector believed to be troubled by rogue Klingon ships.  The Musketeer was originally sent to investigate and has come up missing. Commander Bass had the original data on this mission and acccording to him, the ships come from noble houses.  The Klingon Empre denahes any of their ships are missing.  We have also had to circumvent a spacial anomaly to get here. Ah have ordered sensor probes to check the anomaly out and send the data back to us whahle we are on this current assahgnment.

CaptFyrstk: <CO>[OPS] Any luck on contacting the Klingons, Mr. Haas?
GwenivereMarqusa: ::at her station, scaning the area for signs of trouble::
RomnHaas: <OPS> Aye, sir. I have them coming in now.
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :standing at the engineering station looking at ways to boost the power output to the phaser banks:
CaptFyrstk: <CO>[OPS] Onscreen, Mr. Haas. [XO] Lance, A'll let you field this conversation
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :nods and takes his place in the center of the bridge:
RomnHaas: <OPS>:transfers the image::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::looks up at the screen::
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :in a loud booming voice: Greetings. I am Lance. Son of Justin. Of the house of M'ret. Who do I have the honor of addressing?
CaptFyrstk: <CO>::Moves to the side of te bridge and watches::
Arrea Rose DS: CNS> ::Looks between the XO and CO.::
CmdrLanceBass: <KLING> Q'pla Lance, son of Justin, of the house of M'ret. I am Korbus. Leader of the house of Tanak. What business do you want with me?
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :eyes go wide as he hears the name: <KLING> The same Korbus who is captain of the Ma jav who was in the battle of Deep space nine?
CaptFyrstk: <CO>::raises an eyebrow at te mention of the Klingon's name. ::
CmdrLanceBass: <KLING> <XO> The one and the same.
GwenivereMarqusa: ::listens to the conversation, but keeping an eye on her station panels::
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :turns and makes a motion to Rommie to cut the signal for a moment:
RomnHaas: <OPS>::does so:
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> <OPS> Conform that this signal is orignating from Kronos Lt.
RomnHaas: <OPS>::re-checks his panel::A-affirmative, Commander.
Arrea Rose DS: CNS> ::Raises a brow slightly, silently listening.::
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :frounds and turns back around motining for Rommie to return the signal:
RomnHaas: <OPS>::Opens the channel again::
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> <KLING> Forgive me Captain. We were having technical difficutys. The reason I have contacted you was for information conferming the current ware abouts of the ma jav, the Ma'tak, and the Hand of Kahless.
CmdrLanceBass: <KLING> While it is none of your buisness where this ships are located. Because you are a member of the house of M'ret, I will tell you.
CmdrLanceBass: The Ma Jav is currently in drydock for refit, and the Ma'Tak and hand of Kahless is currently out on potrol near the klingon romulan border.

GwenivereMarqusa: ::wonders what's going on::
CmdrLanceBass: XO> <KLING> Thank you Captain. You are a honorable warrior. I will be sure to inform the leader of my house as to your willines to help me. Qa'pla Korbus, of the house of Tanak
RomnHaas: <OPS>::Checks Starfleet data for whereabouts of known Klingon deployments::
CmdrLanceBass: <KLING> <XO> And Qapla to you, Lance, of the house of Tanak. :closes channel:
RomnHaas: <OPS>::Closes chanel and resumes the main screen::
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :turns back to Lukas: Well that was very strange.
GwenivereMarqusa: to say the least
CaptFyrstk: <CO>::Steps back down to his seat::Isn't that supposed to be one of the renegades?
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> <OPS> Check the starfleet data files on Captain Korbus and conferm that who we were talking to was the Real Korbus.
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :nods to lukas as he sits down: <CO> :quietly: This just keeps getting stranger and stranger.
RomnHaas: <OPS>::crossmatches the files::
RomnHaas: <OPS> I-Identity confirmed Commander, a-and.. the LaSalle just completed some war games with the Ma'Tak.
CaptFyrstk: <CO>::shakes his head::
GwenivereMarqusa: What is going on here?
CaptFyrstk: <CO>[OPS] Mr. Haas. We sould be in the area of the Musketeer's last know whereabouts. Start scans for her.
RomnHaas: <OPS> Aye, sir.
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> <TAC> Yellow Alert Gwen, stand by weapons, and raise the shields.
CaptFyrstk: <CO>[TAC] Ah wish Ah knew, Lt. Just keep a real close eye out for any possible cloaked birds-of-prey.
CaptFyrstk: ACTION:: Haas locates the Musketeer, or what is left of her::
RomnHaas: <OPS>[CO] I-I have the musketeer, sir!
RomnHaas: <OPS> S-se is not in good shape at all.
GwenivereMarqusa: ::goes to yellow alert, raises the sheilds::
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> <OPS> On screen
GwenivereMarqusa: [co] Aye Sir
RomnHaas: <OPS>::Puts the image onscreen::
Arrea Rose DS: CNS> ::Goes into thought, wondering what could be going on...the wheels in her mind slowly turning.::
CaptFyrstk: ACTION: The Sabre-class ship is floating dead in space. No lights and warp nacelles dark::>
GwenivereMarqusa: ::quietly:: now that doesn't look too good.
CaptFyrstk: <CO>[OPS] Lahfe-sahgns?
RomnHaas: <OPS> [CO] Uknown at this distance, Captain.
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :Orders the helm to bring us with in transporter range:
CaptFyrstk: <CO> ::Orders helm to increase speed to get to the ship::
CaptFyrstk: ACTION: Eagle arrives at the Musketter. Scans do show life signs on board.::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::scans the area, looking for signs of unwelcome visitors::
RomnHaas: OPS> I-I am showing life-signs, Captain.
CaptFyrstk: <CO>]XO] Ready an away team.
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> <OPS> Try hailing them?
CaptFyrstk: <CO>+[CMO] Fyrstk to sick bay stand bah for casualties.
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> <CO> Aye sir. :Motions for Rommie, Rose, and Gwen to accompany him.
RomnHaas: <OPS>[XO] Aye, sir. Th-they have no power over there.
CommoAprlFyrstk has left the room.
CommoAprlFyrstk has entered the room.
RomnHaas: OPS>::Moves to follow the commander.::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::nods and follows the Commander::
Arrea Rose DS: CNS> ::Slips out of thought and moves to follow the others.::
CmdrLanceBass: XO> :moves up to the TL and orders it to the transporter room:
RomnHaas: OPS>[XO] Th-the remaining life signs seem to be congregated in engiineering, sir.
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> <ENG> Bass to engineering. Have a team of engineers standing by to beam over to the Musketeer
CaptFyrstk: ENG> Aye, sir.
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> <OPS> I am hoping we can salvage the Musketeer but our primary focus right now will be rescuing her crew. :enters the TR and grabs a tricorder, phaser, and engineering kit:
RomnHaas: OPS> Good idea, sir. H-having two ships would be a lot better.
GwenivereMarqusa: [xo] Sir, should I have a security team meet us in the TR?
CaptFyrstk: ((Very sound idea, Lance. I was hoping you would consider the idea.))
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :heads up onto the padd: <TAC> Yes Lt. I was just thinking of that.
Arrea Rose DS: CNS> ::Blinks, looks between the two but says nothing. Her mind slips back into thought, closing her eyes for a moment.::
RomnHaas: OPS>::gets on the transporter::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::nods and contacts security office to have them send two officers::
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> <CNS> Counslor, I am bringing you because were likely to have some very scared people over there, and besides, you need to be on more away missions.
GwenivereMarqusa: ::steps on on the transporter pad::
Arrea Rose DS: CNS> ::Opens her eyes and smiles a bit at the XO.:: Scared people are my specia'ly, Sir. ::Stepping onto one of the pads.::
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :waits until everyone is on the padd before ordering the transporter chief to engeize:
GwenivereMarqusa: ::enters the TR and steps up on the transporter pad::
CaptFyrstk: ACTION:: As the AT beams into te Musketeer, they find a darkened room. The emergency lights are barely on::
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :flips on his wrist beacon and shines it around the highly dammaged room:
CaptFyrstk: ::The Chief engineer is doing his best to tend to what crew remains alive::
RomnHaas: <OPS>::starts tricorder immediately:
GwenivereMarqusa: ::Looks around, flips on 24th century version of a flashlight::
Arrea Rose DS: CNS> ::Looks about with her eyes, as well as her mind trying to pick up anything out of the ordinary...seriously out of the ordinary.::
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :sees the people and calls out: <ALL> I am commander Bass. First officer of the Starship Eagle, we are here to assit you.
RomnHaas: @OPS> Th-there are 22 people in this room, sir.
CaptFyrstk: @CENG> ::Calls out:: Lt. Commander Heng...Chief... No..I guess I am now in command, sir.
GwenivereMarqusa: @::shines the light up above people's heads so as not to blind anyone but still give light
CaptFyrstk: ::Murmurs of exxcitement can be heard.::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> <CENG> Hello Commander Were begin beaming your people back to our ship. :motions for the away team to began seing to that task as he approches the chief: I need you to give me a complete report on what has happanded
CmdrLanceBass: and what the ship's status is.
RomnHaas: @OPS>::Starts relaying patient data to the Eagle::
Arrea Rose DS: CNS> ::Starts moving over to the group of people, her smile soft as she begins looking them over.::
GwenivereMarqusa: @::heads off to the right to start gathering people into a group, keeping an eye out for those who appear to be badly wounded::
CaptFyrstk: @HENG> We were investigating the report of Klingon ships attacking other ships in this area.. They were allright. Three of them decloaked and took us by complete surprise.
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :takes out his tricorder and scans the chief to check his ingurys:
GwenivereMarqusa: @::finds someone who appears in serious condition, has him transported directly to sickbay::
CaptFyrstk: @HENG> We tried hailing them, and all they said was we were some kind of Dominion trick.
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :nods and motions for the chief to continue as he digs out a hypospray for the man:
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> Here this should help with the pain. Is the ship secure chief. What is the status of he3r antimater contaiment system?
Arrea Rose DS: CNS> ::Helps tend to a few minor wounds before having them sent over. Her eyes looking over to the XO for a moment.::
CaptFyrstk: @HENG> The captain, XO and entire bridge crew were killed in the attack. I shut everything down when we lost shields and weapons. I was hoping if they thought we were dead, they would leave us be.
GwenivereMarqusa: @::starts sending people over::
CaptFyrstk:@HENG> I had everyone come in here and kept power usage to bare minimum.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> <CENG> Good thinking chief. you did the right thing. Lets get you back to the Eagle, :puts a marker on him: <EAGLE> Bass to Eagle, one to beam directly to sickbay.
Arrea Rose DS: CNS> ::Finds one extreamly scared person and starts talking quietly with them trying to soothe their nerves even if just for a bit.::
CaptFyrstk: @HENG> ::goes to protest but gets beamed away::
RomnHaas: @OPS>::walks oveer to the engineering panel. Scans it with the tricorder:
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO>+<EAGLE> Bass to Eagle, Captain, we have located the survivers and are beaming them up now. Ship appears to be secure, but I am running a check now.
CmdrLanceBass: Have the engineering team beam down ASAP to begin repairing the damage.
CaptFyrstk: PAUSE SIM


BACK

USS Eagle, NCC 9561

Sim of 040714

CaptFyrstk: ATTENTION ON DECK
CmdrLanceBass: :AA:
GwenivereMarqusa: ::AA::
RomnHaas: ::AA::
CMO Ratchet: ::AA::
CmdrLanceBass: :AA: (thats better)
CaptFyrstk: Captain's Log, Stardate 040724
Arrea Rose DS: ::AA::
CaptFyrstk: It has been several hours since we have come across the USS Musketeer. Mah crews and what is left of the Musketeer's crew have been working non-stop to get her back in shape..
T L Lost has entered the room.
CaptFyrstk: We have been running full scans of the area and have not come across any sahgns of the renegade Klingon ships.
T L Lost has left the room.
CaptFyrstk: Could we get lucky enough to fahnd out they all just went home?
T L Lost has entered the room.
T L Lost: ((Sorry I'm late))
CaptFyrstk: <CO>::Closes the log::[OPS2] Raise Commander Bass.
RomnHaas: OPS2> Aye, sir.
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :working in the other ships engineering room adding the finishing tuches to the weapons control repairs:
CmdrLanceBass: @*
RomnHaas: OPS2>+[XO]+ Eagle to Commander Bass.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> +<EAGLE> Bass Here.
RomnHaas: @OPS>::is on the Musketeer's rebuilt bridge.::

CMO Ratchet: <CMO>::Muttering to herself, while going from patient to patient and checking on everyone::
CaptFyrstk: CO>+[XO]+ Lance. How is it coming over there?
GwenivereMarqusa: @<tac>::working to get the weapons back up on the musketeer::
T L Lost: <helm>::at his station::
CMO Ratchet: <CMO>::Since it has been several hours things have started to quit down in sickbay and she can finally relax a little and think on all that is going about::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> +<CO> We have restored lifesupport and most secondary systems. Were about to restart the warp core now and Lt. Marqusa and I are about done getting the Phasers back online.
CaptFyrstk: CO>+[XO]+ Any guesses on a tamelahne?
CaptFyrstk: ACTION::OPS2 picks up the distress call from a freighter on te other side of te Algo system::
Arrea Rose DS: CNS> ::Still quietly talking with several scared people, trying to find out information in the process.::
CmdrLanceBass: <@<XO> :checks a reading on the console he has been working at: +<CO> We will have warp drive with in 10 mins. Phasers will take a half an hour.

RomnHaas: OPS2>[CO] Commodore. I am picking up a distress call.
GwenivereMarqusa: @<tac>::continues her work::
CMO Ratchet: <CMO>::Still does not like Commander Bass for his comment during the briefing and hopes she is bloody right that its a bunch of Klingons bored and out for excitement::
CaptFyrstk: CO>+[XO]+ Stand bah, Lance. [OPS2] Put it onscreen, leave the comm channel open for Commander Bass to hear.
RomnHaas: OPS2> Aye, sir.:Does as ordered.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> :shuts up and listens while checking to see if they can get the rest of the systems back on line sooner:
T L Lost: <helm>::looks up to the screen::
Arrea Rose DS: CNS> ::Finishes talking to the last person and then stands. Sighing, she would run a hand through her hair then go to locate the XO.::
CaptFyrstk:
FR CAPT> Eagle, this is the freighter Illcargo. Two Klingon birds-of-prey have attacked us. Two Zindofian frigates have engaged. One frigate destroyed. We need assistance.
CaptFyrstk: CO>[Fr CAPT] We're on our way , Captain.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> +<HELM> Mr Lost, locate the frighter
CaptFyrstk: CO>[HELM] PLot a course, Maximum warp on mah command.
CMO Ratchet: [brb]
CaptFyrstk: CO>+[XO]+ Lance you copy that?
T L Lost: <helm>::locates teh frieghter, and plots course:: [co] course ploted Sir.
CmdrLanceBass: (chuckles)
GwenivereMarqusa: @<tac>::looks up at the Commander, having overheard the distress signal::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> +<CO> Aye, we copyed, go assit the freighter. Were catch up as soon as we can. Try not to have too much fun. Bass out.

CaptFyrstk: CO+[XO]+ Ah'm stealing Lt. Marqusa back and we'll answer the call. Follow us up as soon as you have defense capabilities.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> <TAC> Gwen.....
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::Finally locates the XO and raises a brow as she hears the ending on catching up.::
GwenivereMarqusa: @<tac>::stands up and prepares to beam back to the Eagle::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> +<CO> Aye sir.
GwenivereMarqusa: @<tac>[xo] I'll try not to have too much fun Cmdr
>
CaptFyrstk: CO>]OPS2] Beam Lt. Marqusa diirectly to the bridge.
CMO Ratchet: [back]
CmdrLanceBass: 2<XO> +<OPS> Bass to Haas, track the Eagle's course and prepare to follow her at maxuam warp.
RomnHaas: OPS2> Aye, sir. +]TAC]+ Prepare for transport, Lieutenant
CMO Ratchet: <CMO>::As always wondering what is going on on the bridge and yet with patients now unable to get up there::
GwenivereMarqusa: @<tac>+[ops2]+ Ready whenever.
RomnHaas: @OPS>+[XO]+ Aye, sir. ::Moves to te ops console to track te Eagle's course.::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> :begins working a console trying to repair the phasers more quickly:

CaptFyrstk: ACTION::Gwen is beamed to the bridge::
CaptFyrstk: CO>[HELM] Go, Mr. Lost.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::moves to her station::
T L Lost: <helm>::engages at max warp::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> <CENG> Chief, bypass the system checks and get that warp core online now.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::checks to make sure that weapons are at full::
CaptFyrstk: CO>[OPS2] Prepare sub-mode. Configure a freighter simmilar to Illcargo.
RomnHaas: OPS2>[CO] Aye, sir.
CmdrLanceBass: @<CENG> Aye sir.
Arrea Rose DS: @ CNS> ::Quietly waits for the XO to finish before reporting in.::
RomnHaas: @OPS> [XO] I-I have their course, Commander. I will see if helm answers up here.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> :mentaly notices the cns: <CNS> Report Ensign.

CaptFyrstk: CO>[TAC] Go to red alert, Gwen. All weapons on full.
Arrea Rose DS: @ CNS> I've finished e'alua'in' the crew, Sir. Abou' fi'e are gaein' tae be in SB fer a while an' will be needin' a bi' mer help bu' the res' o' the crew been released tae gae back tae du'y.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::goes to red alert::[co] Weapons ready Sir.
CMO Ratchet: <CMO>::Going from patient to patient - the calm - just looking things over. Not much thought. Her mind wonders as she works::
RomnHaas: OPS2>[CO] Sub-mode ready, sir.
T L Lost: <helm>::can't wait to really fly::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> <CNS> Good job. Head up to the bridge and see if you can help Lt. Haas, were about to head into battle.
CaptFyrstk: CO>[OPS2] Stand bah til we drop down to warp 4.
Arrea Rose DS: @ CNS> ::raises a brow again and nods before turning to go to the bridge.::
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :finishes bypassing a damaged cupling and smiles as phasers were back on line: ~Normaly I would hate this type of repair, but it will hold until I can redo it. ~
RomnHaas: @OPS>::tries to get elm to answer. But something isn't answering properly. Climbs under the console::
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> +<OPS> Bass to Haas, Rommie, is the helm answering up there?
RomnHaas: @OPS>+[XO]+ N-not yet, sir. I-I am trying directional controls.
Arrea Rose DS: @ CNS> ::slips up to the bridge finally, popping her neck and rubing her eyes. Then seeing Haas under Helm, she would raise a brow slightly.:: Would ye like a bi' o' 'elp, Sir?

GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::prepares for a fight::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> :mutters a few choice curse words: +<OPS> I am on my way up, bass out. <CENG> Chief, I will let you finish up. I will be on the bridge.
CaptFyrstk: ACTION::Eagle enters the Zindoffian solar system. Has the Freighter on sensors with one bird of prey in pursuit.::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> :and although it is hard to turn his back on a engine room that has need of him, he heads up to the practicly rebuilt bridge:
CaptFyrstk: @M-CENG>;:Nods his acknowledgement to Commander Bass.::
Arrea Rose DS: @ CNS> ::Moving up to helm, she would peak her head under.:: [Ops] Sir?

GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] Sir, the freighter and one bird of prey are within sensor range.
RomnHaas: @OPS>::pops up in surprise. Bumps his head::: Oww!!...[CNS] Yeah?
CaptFyrstk: CO>[HELM] Slow to warp 4. [TAC] Can they detect us yet, Gwen?
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::Winces and bites her lower lip.:: Sorry.. ye alrigh'? ::then pauses.:: The Commander sen' me up tae gi'e ye a 'and.
CaptFyrstk: ((no))
T L Lost: <helm>::slows to warp 4:: [co] aye Sir
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> :enters the bridge and moves down to the helm, trying not to smile as he sees rommie rubbing his head:
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac> Not yet Captain
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> <OPS> How is it looking Lt.?
RomnHaas: @OPS>::smiles at the counselor. ::G-good. Can you go over to the ops consle..:points to the rigt one.::: a-and see if you receive these sensor signals?
RomnHaas: @OPS>::climbs out from under the console and moves tot he seat.:: I-I think I got it, Commander.
Arrea Rose DS: @ CNS> ::Blinks and nods slightly.:: Sure... ::Then moves over to the consule directed and looks.::

CaptFyrstk: CO>[OPS2] Engage sub mode.
RomnHaas: OPS2> Aye, sir. ::Does so::
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::Smiles and nods.:: Aye... si'nals recie'ed, Sir.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> <OPS> :smiles and patts the younger officer's sholulder: Good work rommie, Lets head out, Set course and engage at maxum warp.

CaptFyrstk: ACTION:: Counselor Rose sees a strange power signature in nearby space::>
CMO Ratchet: <CMO>::To nurse:: Everyone is stable. I am going to check stuff out on the bridge
CaptFyrstk: CO>[HELM] PLot an intercept course for te Ilcargo.
T L Lost: <helm>[co] Aye Sir, course ploted and laid in.
CaptFyrstk: CO>::mutters::Hopefully they'll come for us.
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::was about to move away when she notices the power signature.:: Um... Sir... I'm alsae ge'in' a power si'na'ure frum space... by the looks o' i'... i's nearby... ::Looks up slowly.::
RomnHaas: @OPS>::Looks down at his own sensor panel::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> <OPS> Hold course for now,: moves up to the ops station:
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::Moves aside.::

CaptFyrstk: ACTION:: Rommie recognises the power readings as a malfunctioning Klingon cloak.::
CMO Ratchet: <CMO>::Humming to herself she moves out of sickbay and heads for the closest turbo lift::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> :looks at the readings and transfers them to rommie: <OPS> Mr haas, what do you make of them.
CmdrLanceBass: (BRB)
RomnHaas: @OPS>Commander! It's a Klingon bird-or prey. They're cloaked but it's m-malfunctioning sir!

CaptFyrstk: ACTION::Eagle's long range sensors detect the explosion from the second Zindoffian freighter.::
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] There's been another explosion Captaion.
CaptFyrstk: ((Gwen you can catch that one))
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO><OPS> Rommie, can you get a lock on its impulse system? I want to disable her, not destory her.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>It's the . . . second freighter Sir.
RomnHaas: @OPS> I-I don't think it'll be a problem, sir. She has a lock on us.
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::Blinks.:: Would ye like me tae take 'elm, Sir?
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> <OPS> Transfer tactical to your station and fire when ready <CNS> No Counsolor, I want you to remain at Ops. Sound red Alert. :walks over to a station and raises the shields himself:

CaptFyrstk: CO>[TAC] Be expeting the second Bird-of-Prey
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] Yes Sir
RomnHaas: @OPS>[XO] Aye, sir.
Arrea Rose DS: @CnS> ::Puts a blank face on, keeping her thoughts quiet but nods.:: Aye, Sir... ::Once again taking Ops and sounding Red Alert.::

T L Lost: <helm>::prepares for evasive manuevers when needed::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> :sits down in the captian seat: <CNS> Ensign, as soon as her impulse engines are down, get her in a tractor beam.
RomnHaas: @OPS>::transfers controls:: F-firing phaser, Commander.

CMO Ratchet: <CMO>::In the turbo lift when the red alert goes off. Sighing sjhe orders it back to sickbay again::
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> Aye, Sir. ::Looks about and finds the tractor beam, ready to grab the ship when it's time.::
CaptFyrstk: ACTION:: AS Musketeer fired her phasers they strike the unprepared Bird-ofprey. The war ship's cloak drops and the console Rommie is at short circuits.::
Arrea Rose DS: (brb)
CaptFyrstk: ACTION::The Eagle aproaches the freighter Illcargo just as the Klingon s make teir first attack run on it. ewn noticves the poor condition the Klingon ship is in.::
RomnHaas: @OPS>:Moves quickly away from te sparking panle but back again to try and regain helm control.::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> :stands up as rommie's console sparks, bits back the instinct to check on Haas and insteads moves to the tactical station, ready to fire again if nessary:

GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] Sir, the Klingon ship doesn't look to well . . .
CaptFyrstk: CO>[TAC] Explain.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> <ALL> Her impulse drive is offline, Engage tractorbeam. Rommie, are you alright?
RomnHaas: @OPS>[XO] We hurt her, sir, b-but she's locking weapons.

GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] It's in rather poor condition Sir. Like it's taken a beating.
CMO Ratchet: <CMO>::Reenters sickbay with a wry smile::
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::Engages the tractor beam.::
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> Trac'or in'a'ed, Sir!
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> <OPS> Mr Haas, see what you can do about regaining helm control, <CNS> Hail them.
RomnHaas: @OPS> I-I am all right, Commander.:Puts out te small fire on his uniform sleeve::
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::Hails the ship.:: Si'nal open, Sir.
CaptFyrstk: ((You can cotrol the Klingons there, Lance))
CaptFyrstk: CO>[TAC] Lock weapons, let's trah to disable her.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> +<KS> This is Commander Bass in command of the Federation starship Muskteer to Klingon vessel, Identfy yourself.
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::Sstands, listening quietly.::

CaptFyrstk: ACTION The Klingon bird of prey see the disguised Eagle and takes the bait.::
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] Aye Sir ::targets the Klingon Vessel and locks weapons::
CmdrLanceBass: <KC> I will not idetfy myself to the lackys of the Founders, prepare to be destroyed.
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::Frowns.:: Well tha's naugh' 'ery smar'...::she would think quietly.::

CaptFyrstk: ACTION::The Illcargo hails the Eagle.::
RomnHaas: OPS2> [CO] Illcargo is hailing us, sir.
CmdrLanceBass: <@<XO> <KC> ~Dominion~ :In klingon (translated to english for you all) I am no ones lacky you snivling tophah. I am Bass, son of Justin of the House of M'ret and you will address me with respect, or I will finish
CaptFyrstk: CO>[OPS2] Ignore them. They probably want to warn us off.
CmdrLanceBass: what I started and send you and your crew to the black fleet.
CaptFyrstk: CO>[OPS2\::waits til the Klingon ship is almost upon us.:: Drop the cloak. [TAC] Fire phasers and raise sheilds!
CmdrLanceBass: @<KC> I will not fall for dominion lies, TODAY IS A GOOD DAY TO DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :Klingons close the channel and prepares to fire:
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::fires phasers and raises the sheilds::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> Mr Haas, helm status?
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::Blinks, turning to Bass and then to Haas.::

RomnHaas: OPS2>::Drops the cloak::
CaptFyrstk: ACTION::Gwen's phaser fire is rigt on target. The Klingon B-O-P drops out of warp and floats engineless in space.::
CaptFyrstk: CO>[OPS2] Hail them.
T L Lost: <helm>::almost pouts, not having to do much flying::
RomnHaas: @OPS>[XO] Hem is answering, s-sir. I canot fire weapons from here but everything e-else works
RomnHaas: OPS2>::Hails the Klingon::
CmdrLanceBass: <@XO> Evasive man.....
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::Mutters under her breath...:: ~I ab'or 'iolence... ::Shakes her head and gets ready just in case.::
CmdrLanceBass: <ACTION> The klingon's ships weapons overloaded instead of firering, creating a backsurge of energy that either killed or knocked out everyone.
CaptFyrstk: PAUSE SIM

BACK

USS Eagle, NCC 9561

Sim of 04721

CaptFyrstk: ATTENTION ON DECK
GwenivereMarqusa: ::AA::
T L Lost: ::AA::
Arrea Rose DS: [back]
Ratchet: ::AA::
Arrea Rose DS: ::AA::
RomnHaas: ::AA::
CaptFyrstk: Captain's Log, Stardate 040721
CaptFyrstk: We have incpacitated one of the two Birds of Prey that had attaacked...or trahed attacking the freighter Illcargo. The second ship turned and went ounder cloak, which is quahte surprahsing.

Klingons don't usually run.
CaptFyrstk: Judging from the condition of this particular ship, Ah'm not surprahsed the other one did not stick around for a fahght.
Arrea Rose DS: {brb]
CmdrLanceBass has entered the room.
CaptFyrstk: CO>[OPS2] Hail the Klingon ship.
RomnHaas: OPS2. Aye, sir.::tries hailing the ship::
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::thinks things just keep getting stranger::
CaptFyrstk: ACTION: The KLingon does not answer.::
RomnHaas: OPS2>[CO] Hailing frequencies are open, sir, but they are not responding.
CaptFyrstk: CO>[TAC] Gwen? Their sheilds are down?
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> :closes his log and looks over at rommie: <OPS> Report?
RomnHaas: @OPS> All systems nominal, Commander.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::scans their ship:: [co] Aye Sir, they are down.
Ratchet: <CMO>::In sickbay, ready for injured since the ship is at red alert::
CaptFyrstk: CO>[OPS2] Beam the commander of that ship directly to the brig.
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::Still at ops, paying attention to what's going on in quiet.::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> <OPS> What are your scans telling you about that klingon ship rommie? Any lifesigns?
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::raises her eyebrows at this unusual order, contacts security office and informs them they will be getting a visitor::
RomnHaas: @OPS> Aye, sir. They're a-alive.
Arrea Rose DS: (Or was i' science? *blinks, can't remember.*)
CmdrLanceBass: (OPS)
RomnHaas: ((YOu were OPS))
Arrea Rose DS: (ty)
RomnHaas: OPS2>::Locates the Klingon commander and beams him aboard.::He's aboard, Commodore.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> <OPS> Move us to within transporter range. <CNS> Ensign, Have the transporter rooms begin beaming them aboard. And alert sickbay to expect incomming klingon casualtys
CaptFyrstk: CO>::rises from his seat::[TAC] Gwen you have the bridge. Contact Commander Bass and fahnd out their status. Ah'l be in the brig.
T L Lost: <helm>::starts day dreaming a bit::
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] Aye Sir.
RomnHaas: @OPS>:Moves the Musketeer into transporter range of the bird-of-prey.::
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::She would nod once.:: Aye, Sir. ::Informing the TR Chief of the oncoming casualties.::
CaptFyrstk: CO>+[CMO]+ Fyrstk to Dr. Hamza. Meet me in te brig. You may have a patient.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::moves to the center seat::[ops2] Hail the Musketeer.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> +MSKSEC> Bridge to Securty, Secure all decks and stations.
Ratchet: <CMO>+[CO]+On my way sir
CaptFyrstk: CO>:Makes his way to the brig::
CmdrLanceBass: <ACTION> :The Musketeer begins beaming the remaning klingons aboard and a communication alert sounds at the ops station:
RomnHaas: OPS2>::Hails the MSK::+[MSK]+ Eagle to USS Musketeer.
Ratchet: <CMO>:::Snatches up a medical kit and starts to make her way to the brigg confused and not exactly sure what is going on::
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::looks down at the alert.::Sir... I've incomin' call.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[helm] Now's not the best time for a nap Mr. Lost.
CommoAprlFyrstk has entered the room.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> :takes a moment to smile at the uncerten look on Arrea's face: <CNS> On screen.
T L Lost: <helm>::jumps a little:: huh?wha? Oh. ::blushes a bit:: I wasn't sleeping, not really.
RomnHaas: @OPS>::adjust station keeping::
RomnHaas: OPS2>[TAC] You're on, Lieutenant.
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::Nods and puts it on screen.::
Ratchet: <CMO>::Enters the brig with her medical kit and a clearly baffled look and looks about for someone or something::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> <OPS> See if you can remotly tap into the klingon's main computer core and download it.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::smiles as the image from the Musketeer is put on screen:: Greetings. The Commodore is curious as to the status of the Musketeer Commander.
CaptFyrstk: ACTION:: The CO and CMO find one very angry if somewhat malnourished Klingon.:
CaptFyrstk: KLGN> WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?? PUT ME BACK ON MY SHIP.::He curses in KLingon.::
Ratchet: <CMO>::Thinks she desperately needs a vacation::
CaptFyrstk: CO>::crosses his arms over his chest and simply raises an eyebrow::That would be mah question to you, Captain.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> +<TAC> :reviews a damage report: We have suffered some minor damage from a klingon bird of pray but we are still in one peice. We have disableed the bop and have begin beaming them aboard.
CaptFyrstk: CO> Whah have you been attacking Federation ships.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>+[xo]+ Out of curiosity Commander, what was the condition of the attacking bop?
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO>+<TAC> Status of the Eagle?
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::wonders if he had been asking her or Rommie for that tap.::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> (You can do it Rose)
Arrea Rose DS: (ok)
CaptFyrstk: KLGN> Federation ships? What is all that about? There is no Federation.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> +<TAC> The bop was in bad shape Lt. She looks like she has been in a prolonged battle.
CaptFyrstk: KLGN> We're trying to stay alive! To survive!
Ratchet: <CMO>::Adds insanity to the list of problems with the Klingon but does not think it is safe for her to get any close to him to do anything for him::
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::Knew she should have taken more computer classes. Does her best to tap into the Klingon's Main Computer Core and bites her lower lip as she works.::
CaptFyrstk: CO>[CMO] Have you scanned him, Doctor?
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> +<TAC> Why do you ask Gwen?
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::nods::+[xo]+ The eagle is in good shape Sir. We currently have the Commander of the bop on our ship. It is curious. They turned and ran, and their ship was in poor condition as well.
CommoAprlFyrstk has left the room.
Ratchet: <CMO>My scans are not accurate with the force field up. Not unless he comes right next to the field and even though are not truly reliable
Ratchet: [::crosses fingers remembering this being told to him and hoping he got it right::]
CaptFyrstk: KLGN> I am fine, you Dominion p'tak!
T L Lost: <helm>::listens to the conversation::
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::Grumbles softly under her breath in Gaelic and then smiles.:: Hack comple'e, Sir.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> +<TAC> :nods: Gwen, have the good doctor check the commander's quantum signiiture. We will do the same here.
Ratchet: <CMO>[CO]::whispers:: I think Counselor Rose should be here more then I
CaptFyrstk: CO>:Raises an eyebrow:We are Starfleet, Captain. Not Dominion.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>+[xo]+ Aye Sir. You have any other information?
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> <CNS> :smiles: Good work ensign, begin downloading the core. +<TAC> Good news gwen, we have accesed the Klingon's computer core and are downloading it now. After were done, were rundevues with you.
CaptFyrstk: CO>[CMO] The counselor is on the Musketeer. Doctor
CaptFyrstk: Klgn::Laughs:: Starfleet!! That's as dead as the Federation.
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::Nods once and mutters quietly.:: Naugh' bad fer a fir's try...::Begining the download of the core.::
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>+[xo]+ Good, then maybe we can find out what's going on Sir.
Ratchet: <CMO>::Shrugs, still thinks the Klingon bonkers but just falls silent::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> +<TAC> Were see you in a bit. Take good care of the ship gwen. Bass out. :closes the channel:
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>+[co]+ Marqusa to Commodore Fyrstk.
CaptFyrstk: CO> Ah assure you, Captain. Starfleet does stil exist.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> +<OPS> Mr Haas, as soon as we have all the survivers and Ensign Rose is done, take us to the Eagle at best possable speed.
CaptFyrstk: CO>+[TAC]+ Go ahead Gwen
RomnHaas: @OPS>[XO] Aye, sir. ::enters te course.::
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>+[co]+ Commander Bass reports only minor damage. Also, he suggests that we have the doctor run a quantum signiture scan on the Klingon Commander, Sir.
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::Hums softly as she watches the download, smiling brightly.::
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>+[co]+ They are accessing the Klingon's computer core, and will be meeting us shortly.
CaptFyrstk: CO>+[TAC]+:Raises an eyebrow::A quantum signature scan, eh?
Ratchet: <CMO>::Had a bad feeling this was going to be ordered of her which meant getting into the cell with the Klingon::
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>+[co]+ Aye Sir.
CaptFyrstk: CO>+[TAC]+ Excellent ahdea, Lt. Have OPS do the same for their ship.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>+[co]+ Will do Captain. ::looks over to the Ops Officer to scan the Klingon Ship::
CaptFyrstk: CO>[KLGN] We would lake to run a scan on you. We can do it one of two ways.
CmdrLanceBass: <ACTION> :The transporter room reports all the klingons are onboard and the computer signals the end of the download:
RomnHaas: OPS2>::Starts a scan of the Klingon ship::
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> Huzza'...::Looks up towards Bass.:: Sir, download comple'e.
CaptFyrstk: KLGN> You better consider your second option. I will not submitting to any scans.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> <OPS> Mr Haas, take us out.
CaptFyrstk: CO>::looks over to one of the security guards, puts his hand out and the security guard offers him his phaser.::
CaptFyrstk: CO> ::Looks at the Klingon.::As you wish. Drop the forcefield.
CaptFyrstk: CO>::As the forcefiled is dropped stuns the Klingon with the phaser.::
RomnHaas: @OPS> Aye, sir.::Engages the warp engines.::
Ratchet: <CMO>::A faint smile, she pulls out her tricorder::
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::more to self then anyone else:: This is just weird.
CaptFyrstk: CO>[CMO] Doctor. Do a quantum signatre scan on him please.
Ratchet: <CMO>::Kneels and does as ordered:: Aye sir
CaptFyrstk: ACTION:: The scans by both the OPS and CMO show a slight discrepancy::
RomnHaas: OPS2>[TAC] Lieutenant the scans are complete. There is a slight diference.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::raises eyebrows:: [ops2] You sure?
Ratchet: <CMO>::Frowning slightly:: I am picking up a slight discrepency sir
RomnHaas: OPS2>::Looks at the data again:: Yes, sir. Very sure
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::nods:: +[co]+ Scans of the ship indicate a slight difference Sir.
CaptFyrstk: CO>::Nods:: A different universe.::Taps his comm badge::+[TAC]+ That does explain a lot, Lt.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>+[co]+ It sure does Captain.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> :starts reviewing the klingon database as the ship heads towards the eagle:
CaptFyrstk: CO>[CMO] See to it our guest gets some food. Also replicate some Klingon food and send it over to the bird-of-prey. Ah'm betting they're all hungry.
Ratchet: <CMO>::Stands and leaves the cell::[CO} Right sir ::looking a little pale kowing what they eat::
CaptFyrstk: CO>[SECURITY] Keep him under lock and key for now. Ah'm going back to the bridge.
CmdrLanceBass: <ACTION> The Musketeer is about 4 mins from the eagle:
CaptFyrstk: CO>::Turns and leaves the brig, returns to the bridge.::
RomnHaas: @OPS>[XO] We're entering the Zindoffian system now, Commander.
Ratchet: <CMO>[Security]And see to it he gets Klingon food ::nods seriosly before leaving the brig::
CaptFyrstk: CO>::Steps off the TL onto the bridge.::[OPS2] Pull up scans from the alternate Voyager. Compare the signature to the Klingon ship.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> <OPS> :smiles: We may have to let you and Tru trade positions Rommie. Bring us along side and match her course and speed.
RomnHaas: OPS2> Aye, sir.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::stands up, nods to the Captain then moves back to her station::
RomnHaas: @OPS>[XO] Aye, sir. She loOks a-at all stop, Commander.
RomnHaas: @OPS>::Brings tHe Musketeer up alongside the Eagle::
CaptFyrstk: CO>[TAC] Was the Musketeer on tHeir way here?
Ratchet: <CMO>::Starts to follow the Commodores order about the food arrangements::
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] Aye Sir. ::looks at her scans:: in fact they are here now Sir.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> +<CNS> Hail the eagle
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::Nods, Hailing the Eagle.:: Ea'le 'ailed, Sir.
CaptFyrstk: CO>[OPS2] Hail them
RomnHaas: OPS2>[CO] They're hailing us, sir.
CaptFyrstk: CO> Onscreen. ::Looks at the viewscreen.:Lance?
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> +<CO> :in a playful tone: This is commander bass in command of the Musketeer, surrender your ship Lukas, and prepare to be boarded. :winks:
T L Lost: <helm>::chuckles at the Commanders messsage::
Arrea Rose DS: @CNS> ::Blinks, raises a brow and stiffles a chuckle.::
CaptFyrstk: CO>::Chuckles:: Ah'm afraid you caugHt us, Commander.
CaptFyrstk: CO> Ah've needed a vacation anyhow
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> :laughes: +<CO> As do I. What did your scans turn up?
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::grins::
RomnHaas: @OPS>::chuckles.::
CaptFyrstk: CO> Nahce detective work on your part, Lance. The Klingons are from a different universe.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> :smiles:+<CO> I had a feeling that was the case. I have been looking over the klingon's database and while I havent gotten very far into it, it looks like it conferms it.
CaptFyrstk: ACTION::The Eagle database shows the comparison to the Klingon signature and the alt-VGR to be exact.::
CaptFyrstk: CO> Ah have OPS comparing tHe quantum signature now.
RomnHaas: OPS2>[CO] I have the comparison, Commodore. They're a match.
CaptFyrstk: CO>::Looks to the OPS pfficer then back to the viewscreen::There ya go, Lance. We know WHERE they're from. Now we fahnd out how they got here
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> <OPS> Mr Haas, Ensign, Rose, begin looking over the klng database to see if we can find any answers there.
CaptFyrstk: PAUSE SIM

BACK

USS Eagle, NCC 9561

Sim of 040728

CaptFyrstk: ATTENTION ON DECK
GwenivereMarqusa: ::AA::
T L Lost: ::AA::
RomnHaas: ::AA::
CaptFyrstk: Captain's Log, Stardate 0040728
CaptFyrstk: Ah have spoken with the Klingon commander of the bird-of-prey we had incapacitated. It took some doing but he is fahnally convinced of his traverse into our universe from his Dominion-dominated one.

The crew from the bird-of-prey, Commander Bass defeated has been transfered to the other Klingon ship.. We are now orbiting Zindoff, trahing to fahnd out how the Klingons got into this universe in the first place. Ah have also authorahzed some of the Klingons to come over to the Eagle and use the lounge facilities.
CaptFyrstk: CO>[OPS] Mr. Haas. Make certain no more than six Klingons at a tahme beam over.
RomnHaas: OPS> Aye, sir.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::at her station on the bridge, somewhat on edge with the Klingons on the ship::
CaptFyrstk: CO>[TAC] Gwen, be certain your security crews are proficient in hand to hand, specialahzing in Klingon combat tactics. Just in case.
T L Lost: <helm>::relaxing in his seat, dreaming of zombies::
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co]I've already seen to it Sir.
CaptFyrstk: CO> Very good. Mr. Haas? How are we coming along on our research?
RomnHaas: OPS> I-I've been analyzing their ship's hull, sir to see just what i-it might have been through. I-I have some familiar energy patterns similar to what we went through when we traveled to th-their universe.
CaptFyrstk: CO> But that was caused bah the Frinkta's transphasic weaponry tests. Could the Klingons have traveled here from Spaculaan territory?
RomnHaas: OPS> Not l-likely, Captain. We would h-have detected them much sooner.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>Could be that the Spaculan's aren't the only ones testing or using transphasic weaponry Sir
CaptFyrstk: CO>]TAC]::nods:: Good thought, Gwen. Rommie check on any possibilities of that in this sector.
RomnHaas: OPS> Aye, sir. Also, th-the first group of Klingons h-have beamed over.
T L Lost: <helm>::shifts uncomfortably in his seat, wondering if it was such a smart idea bringing the renagades onto the ship.::
CaptFyrstk: ACTION: The Klingons are escorted to the Eagle's Nest lounge.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::contacts the security office, checking on whom they assigned to escort the Klingons::
T L Lost: <helm>::hears his stomach growl, turns in his chair:: Captain? Permission to go on Lunch break a little early Sir?
CaptFyrstk: CO> ::Looks at the chrono and sees it is lunch time::
T L Lost: <helm>::stomach growls louder::
CaptFyrstk: CO> Permission granted.
T L Lost: <helm>[co]Thank you Sir. ::stands up and heads to the TL quickly::
CmdrLanceBass has entered the room.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::chuckles and watches Tru go::
CmdrLanceBass: :quietly slips in:
T L Lost: <helm>::exits the TL and walks to the Eagle's Nest::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> :slips into the command chair of the Musketeer:
T L Lost: <helm>::walks into the Nest and stops dead, seeing the Klingons there::
CaptFyrstk: ACTION:: The Klingons are more raucous than usual.
CmdrLanceBass: <KLING1> :to other klingons: Sniviling lieing patok of dominion slaves:
CaptFyrstk: ::The Security officers are watching carefully debating on calling in backup::
T L Lost: <helm>::debates about staying and getting some food or going back to his quarters.::
CmdrLanceBass: <KLING2> This is just a dominon trick to find the rest of our people.
T L Lost: <helm>::hears his stomach growl even louder and decides to quickly get some food::
Lt.jg Vanik: It's not a trick. We've been to your universe.
CmdrLanceBass: <KLING3> Look at this ship. Its the best looking federation ship I have seen in a long time. Hell its the best looking of any race left.
RomnHaas: OPS>::Starts to run a comparison of the energy readings through the databanks.::
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::shifts in her seat, wondering about how the situation in the lounge is going::
Ens Harriman: It is because the Dominion lost in this universe.
CmdrLanceBass: <KLING2>You snivling topha. This is just a trick. The dominion must think us fools, and if your any idication, we must be.
T L Lost: <helm>::gets food and takes it to a far off corner::
Lt. Gehrig: Sec1>+[TAC]+ Gehrig to Lt. Marqusa.
CmdrLanceBass: <KLING3> :ignoring the fed officers: YOu dare insult me, you deneabion slime devil. :pushes klingon two:
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::frowns:: +Sec1+Lt. Marqusa here, go ahead.
CmdrLanceBass: <KLING1> You are an insult to klingons everywere. It is you how insult us with your very precence. :Both 1 and 2 push 3 into a wall:
Lt Gehrig: SEC1>+[TAC]+ Lieutenant. I may be acting pre-maturely, but I think we should get some reinforcements in here.
CaptFyrstk: ACTION:: Security officer Thomas moves to calm the two Klingons.::Okay you two. Calm down.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>+[Gehrig]+ I'll send them immediately. It wont hurt to be cautious.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::contacts the security office and has them send 4 more officers to the lounge::
CmdrLanceBass: <KLING3> I will kill you for insulting my honor :jumps up and attacks kling 1, soon all the klingons are going after eachother and taking the securty officers with them:
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] Captain, with your permission, I would like to go check up on the situation myself.
CaptFyrstk: CO>[TAC] Gwen, Whah don't you go down as well.
RomnHaas: OPS>::Looks up at Gwen::
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::nods:: [co] Thank you Sir. ::looks over to Rommie for a moment with a look of "find something SOON" then heads to the TL::
Ltjg Vanik: ::moves to help the security officers::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> :Gives command to Lt. Commander Hola and transfers back to the eagle:
CmdrLanceBass: <KLING4> :grabs Vanik and breaks his arm and takes his phaser from him:
T L Lost: <helm>::sees the situation brewing and thinks he should get the heck out of here::
RomnHaas: OPS>[CO] Commander Bass h-has just transported over, sir
CaptFyrstk: ACTION:: A crewman gets knocked into Lost.::
CaptFyrstk: CO>+[XO]+ Fyrstk to Commander Bass.
CmdrLanceBass: <KLING4> :takes the phaser and fires at the remaning federation officers:
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> +<CO> Bass here sir.
EnsHarriman>::Jumps the Klingon firing the phaser::
T L Lost: <helm>::starts to stand up and gets knocked back down when the crewman fell against him.
CaptFyrstk: CO>[OPS] You have the bridge, Rommie.::Heads for the turbolift.::
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::hurries down to the Lounge, meeting the security backups at the door::
CmdrLanceBass: <KLING4> :struggles as crewman2 rides cowboy on his back:
CaptFyrstk: CO>+[XO]+ Head for the Eagle's Nest, Lance. The Klingons are brawling.
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> +<CO> Aye sir, but if I may suggest, just seal off the nest and flood her with anestizene gas.
RomnHaas: OPS>::Moves to the command seat. Hears his panel beep it's completion of the match-up::
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> +<CO> It may knock our people out but at least noone will be killed.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::takes phaser in hand and motions for the officers to due likewise, then enters the lounge::
CaptFyrstk: CO>+[XO]+::Smiles:: That would be a bit too easy, don't you think, Lance?
CmdrLanceBass: <KLING1> :LOUDLY: TODAY IS A GOOD DAY TO DIE!!!!!!!!!!! TAKE THE DOMINION SLAVES NOW!!!!!!!!!! :attacks the fedeation officers:
T L Lost: <helm>::looks around for something to use to defend himself::
Ltjg Vanik>::Slugs the Klingon.::We ain't Dominion you fool
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::fires her phaser at the closest Klingon, with the setting on stun::
RomnHaas: OPS>::pulls the data up on the command seat console::
CmdrLanceBass: <XO>+<CO> :also smiles: Now lukas, after all the crap we have been threw over the years, dont you think the universe owes us one. That we could acutally do something the easy way for once.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::notices the other officers enter and open fire, taking up positions on either side of her::
CmdrLanceBass: <KLINGONS> :take out 3 officers before 4 of them are stuned, only leaving kling1 and 3 left, who both grab Lost and use him for a shield:
CaptFyrstk: CO>:Laughs:: +[XO]+ Okay. If Lt. Marqusa cannot get it under control, we'll do it the easy way.
T L Lost: <helm>::sees Gwen enter and thinks it's about time::
GwenivereMarqusa: ((Lance, there are 6 officers in the room))
RomnHaas: OPS>:Raises an eyebrow as he reviews the data.::
CmdrLanceBass: <KLING1> IF we die, he dies topha slave.
CmdrLanceBass: (okay, so I cant count, just go with the flow)
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::mutters to herself and motions for the officers with her to spread out::
CaptFyrstk: ::The other crewman also ready themselve to pounce on the Klingons::
T L Lost: <helm>::tries to fight his way out of the Klingon's grip::
CmdrLanceBass: <KLING1> :holds his hands around Lost's neck as klng two holds him:
RomnHaas: OPS>+[CO]+ Lt. Haas to Commodore Fyrstk.
CmdrLanceBass: <XO>:approches the eagle's nest and sighes as he takes stock of the situation:
CaptFyrstk: CO>::moving down the corridor towards the Nest::+[OPS]+ Go ahead, Mr. Haas.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::motions one of the officers over to her and whispers something, rechecks her settings and fires the phaser at Lost stunning him, while the security officer fires at the Klingon seconds after Lost went limp::
T L Lost: <helm>::stunned::
RomnHaas: OPS>+[CO]+ S-sir. I believe I-I have the answer, sir.
CmdrLanceBass: <KLING3,1> Both stuned and drops to the floor:
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> +<TAC> :laughes: Well Lt., its unconventnal, but it worked. Although your going to have to tell lost what happened when he wakes up.
CaptFyrstk: CO>:enters the Nest::+[ops]+ Weapons testing?
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::notices the commander for the first time, smirks a little:: Aye Sir. I"m sure he'll enjoy the rest.
RomnHaas: OPS>+[CO]+ N-negative, sir. The space anomaly w-we had to go ariund. It has high energy readings simmilar t-to the scoring on the Klingon hull.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[xo] besides, I didn't see any other options
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> <TAC> Get your wounded to sickbay Lt. And have these, guest returned to a holding cell.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::nods::[xo] Aye Sir.
CaptFyrstk: CO>+[OPS]+ Nahce work, Mr. Haas. Ah'll be up momentarily.
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :puts his hands on Gwen's shoulder: <TAC> I know Gwen. You did fine and I will so note it in my log.
CaptFyrstk: CO>[TAC] Just send them back tot heir ship, Lt. Ah think we'll be able to send them home
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::nods to the Captain and then goes to help the wounded::
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] Yes Sir.
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> <CO> Mr Haas has found something then?
CaptFyrstk: CO>[XO] Ah think the Klingons needed to blow off some steam as well, Lance.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::has the non-stunned officers take the injured to sickbay::
CaptFyrstk: CO>[XO] ::nods to Lance's question:: He seems to believe they came out of that anomaly we had to go around to get here
T L Lost: <helm>::taken to sickbay::
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> <CO> Makes sence. After we get them home, lets hope the anomaly closes. We dont need any one else from that universe comming here. Especialy the dominion.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[xo] That's for sure Sir.
CaptFyrstk: CO> We may have to mahne the anomaly if we cain't close it
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::contacts the transporter room and has all the Klingons transported to their ship::
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> <CO> :walks back towards the tl: The self replicating mines?
CaptFyrstk: CO>:Looks at his first ans second officers::Have you two had lunch yet?
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>Not yet Sir
CaptFyrstk: PAUSE SIM

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