USS Eagle, NCC 9561
Sim of 040901
Sim of 040901
CaptFyrstk: ATTENTION ON DECK
GwenivereMarqusa: ::AA::
Ens Josie Tracy: ::AA::
T L Lost: ::AA::
CmdrLanceBass: :AA:
RomnHaas: ::AA::
CmdrLanceBass: :AA: (thats better)
Doctor Aehkhifv: ::AA::
CaptFyrstk: Captain's Log, Stardate 040901
We have been enoute to the Gundassian homeworld with their pregnant princess aboard for an hour now.
The princess has been transported, manually to sick bay and from what Ah am learning, she has not been a model patient.
Ah have heard of injuries to orderlies which had been carrying her to sick bay, and one Ferengi who now will not go near sick bay.
Apparently they are not fond of the Ferengi at all.
We are also due to rendesvous with Commander Bass' shuttle in a few minutes.
He has "radioed" us and informed us he had cut his vcation short.
CaptFyrstk: CO>[HELM] ETA, Mr. Lost?
CaptFyrstk: (1 hour)
T L Lost: <helm>::without even checking::[co] 1 hour Sir
Ens Josie Tracy has left the room.
Ens Josie Tracy has entered the room.
EnsignMelody has entered the room.
CaptFyrstk: CO>[OPS] Anything further from Commander Bass, Mr. Haas?
Doctor Aehkhifv: Ratchet>::Heavily bruised, looking like she has been in a fight, thinking she probably will need something down to fix her ears, she stands in sickbay wishing they could somehow go faster::
Doctor Aehkhifv: <CMO>^
RomnHaas: OPS> Negative, s-sir.
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :onboard the Talon slowly heading back to the Eagle, ETA in 15 mins:
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::back at her station::
Ens Josie Tracy: ::Sitting quietly at the science station.::
CaptFyrstk: ACTION: The Gundassian guards stand close to the Princess watching the CMO carefully
CaptFyrstk: ACTION::Tac sensors detect two ships of unknown origin approaching::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> :sighes to himself as he sees the thin outline of the Eagle: I really shouldnt of came back but I had too.....
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] Captain, two ships are approaching. Unknown Origin.
Ens Josie Tracy: ::Preps scanners.::
Doctor Aehkhifv: Ratchet><CMO>::Stands perhaps a little too far away from the Princess a little hesitent to approach after the yelling and fighting from before::
CaptFyrstk: CO>[CSCI] Take a look, Ensign Tracy see if you can identifah.
Ens Josie Tracy: Csci> [CO] Aye sir.::Activates scanners and has Max run throught the database for any matches.::
T L Lost: <helm>::perks up at the mention of unknown ships, wondering if that means he'll get to fly some more::
CaptFyrstk: ACTION::The Princess screams out in loud pain..much worse than any she has previously::
Doctor Aehkhifv: Ratchet><CMO>::Looking over a PADD with information on this species and their pregnancies and growing paler by the second.::
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> +<EAGLE> :With a sadness evident to all who heard his voice: This is the Shuttle Talon to Eagle, requesting premission to dock.
CaptFyrstk: ::The two ships, still unidentified, arm weapons and split up.::
Ens Josie Tracy: CSci> Sir they powered their weapons. I am not comming up with a match in the ships database.
RomnHaas: OPS>+[TALON]+ Aknowle3dged, Commander, P=please stand by.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] Sir they are weapons hot and splitting up.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> :not paying attention to his scanners: +<EAGLE> Acknolleged, Talon standing by.
CaptFyrstk: CO> Red alert! Helm prepare for evasive maneuvers.
Ratchet><CMO>::After all the previous yelling cannot hear anything but can see her yelling. Hesitently moves closer to scan her to see how much longer until said baby is born with the hopes it will be way after
they arrive at where they are going::
T L Lost: <helm>::grins and prepares for some fun::
CaptFyrstk: CO>[OPS] Cain we get Commander Bass aboard?
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::sounds red alert, raising the sheilds automatically::
RomnHaas: OPS> ::Checks:: Just b-barely sir.
Ratchet><CMO>::sees the red alert and looks a little harried:;
CaptFyrstk: CO>[OPS] Get him in here!
Ens Josie Tracy: CSci> Luckly his shuttle was within docking distance when the sheilds went up.
RomnHaas: OPS>+[TALON]+ Commander we need you to get in quickly.
CaptFyrstk: CO>[TAC] Fire a warning shot across their bow, Lieutenant.
CmdrLanceBass: @<XO> +<OPS> Aye, docking now. :pilots the runabout into the opening shuttlebay:
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::fires a shot across the bow of the ship on the port side::
Ens Josie Tracy: CSci> ::Remembers a line from an old movie and suppresses a giggle::
CaptFyrstk: GUARD1>{CMO}WHAT IS THAT::referring to the red alert::
Idlk82: ((its across their nose))
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :runabout is docked and he powers her down as the shuttlebay door's close: +<OPS> Bass to bridge, I am onboard.
CaptFyrstk: ACTION::The attacking ship fires on the runabout as she enters the shuttlebay.::
CaptFyrstk: ((Nevermind))
Ens Josie Tracy: ((I said across her nose not up it. ~Spaceballs~))
CmdrLanceBass: (NO scrach my last line)_
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] They just fired on the Talon Sir
CaptFyrstk: CO> [TAC] Raise shields. [HELM] Evasive maneuvers, Mr. Lost.
Ratchet: ><CMO>::looks at the guard for a moment confused but then understanding dawns on her. For a moment not sure what to say to him. Should she reveal they may be under attack.::
CaptFyrstk: ((Okay))
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::reraises shilds:: Their up again Sir
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :gets the talon into the shuttlebay just as a shot blows out the runabouts aft cabin. (the runabout didnt have her shields up)
Ratchet: ><CMO>::In a voice that is too loud as she cannot hear her own voice:: The ship is at Red alert ::Before turning back to the princess and trying to figure out exactly what she should be doing::
Ens Josie Tracy: CSci>::Continues to try to identfy the ships origin::
CaptFyrstk: CO>[OPS] What the status of the Talon?
T L Lost: <helm>::takes evasive maneuvers, smiling as he flies the ship away from the two ships::
RomnHaas: OPS>[CO] Sh-she's aboard, sir, but she took a hit.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::scans the two ships looking for weaknesses::
CaptFyrstk: ACTION::Both ships try taking shots at the Eagle from different directions::
CaptFyrstk: CO>[OPS] Hail them.
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :looks around the damaged runabout, thinking he is very lucky to be alive: I really shoudnt of come back. :exits the damaged runabout and heads up to the bridge, now realizing the eagle is at Red alert.
T L Lost: <helm>::flies inbetween the ships, seperating them::
RomnHaas: OPS>::tries to hail them::
CaptFyrstk: ((No answer))
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :arrives on the bridge: <ALL> :making an effort to consientrate on the matter at hand: Report!!
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[xo] Unknown ships have fired on us Commander
Ens Josie Tracy: CSci> We are currently under attack by two unidentfyed ships.
CaptFyrstk: CO>::Raises an eyebrow and turns to Lance::
CaptFyrstk: GUARD2> WHY IS THE SHIP UNDER RED ALERT?
Ratchet: ><CMO>::Mutters something about beaming the child out since each time she gets close she gets hit by some flailing limb. Sedation is definately out of the question unless she settles for the beam out then that would be okay::
Ens Josie Tracy: CSci>[XO] We have hailed them but I don't think they responded.
CaptFyrstk: CO>[XO] Welcome back Commander.
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :lets out a sigh to show how much he was sick of this mess as he walks over to the science station: <SCI> show me the sensor data for the two ships.
Idlk82: ((i never thought of a beam out of the baby))
Doctor Aehkhifv: [[they did it on Voyager]
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :doesnt even reply to lukas: (good idea Ratch)
Ens Josie Tracy: CSci> ::Brings up all the data the scanners gathered from the two ships.::
Doctor Aehkhifv: [I remember because due to complications Noami Wildmans baby died but then an alternate universe or something such was switched.]
Idlk82: ((oh yeah, the parallel univers one))
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::looks to the CO, wanting to return fire::
RomnHaas: OPS>[CO] No answer to our hails, sir
Ratchet: ><CMO>::does not here said guard.Instead focuses on patient::
CaptFyrstk: CO>[TAC] Give them our answer, Gwen. Fire phasers.
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :looks at the data to see if there are any weaknesses and then points at a place on the ship: <SCI> zoom in here, give me a deep scan of this area.
Ens Josie Tracy: CSci>[XO] Yes sir. ::zooms in::
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] With Pleasure Sir ::fires on one of the ships::
Doctor Aehkhifv: Ratchet><CMO>::Summons one of her few remaining uninjured staff to assist her. With a look of one about to get clobbered she gets closer to scan patient to see status of infant::
CaptFyrstk: ::Phasers dance off their shields and they continue to fire on the Eagle which now gets rocked as the ships are getting closer::
T L Lost: <helm>::continues to fly around trying to avoid the fire::
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] No effect Sir
Ens Josie Tracy: CSci>::Clings to her seat as the ship rocks::
CaptFyrstk: GUARD1> WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO TO ASSIST THE PRINCESS?
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::readies torpedos::
CaptFyrstk: CO>[TAC] Prepare a photon spread.
Idlk82: ((which movie did they install seatbelts into the commander chair?))
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] Already ready Sir
Doctor Aehkhifv: [[Nemesis - terrible movie. ]
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :holds onto the science station as the ship is rocked: I was right. There shields are weakest there. <TAC> Gwen, aim your attack at the impulse exalst area. The shields should be 20% weaker there.
CmdrLanceBass: (Could of been a worse movie, but your right, definetly not one of the best)
GwenivereMarqusa: ((Terrible movie?? I liked it!))
CaptFyrstk: ((I rather enjoyed it, myself. It wasn't terrible))
Ratchet: ><CMO>::Still more deaf then not she glares at the guard:: I am going to have the child removed by transporter once the battle is over ::again voice too loud::
Ens Josie Tracy: CSci>::Sends coords to Tac::
CmdrLanceBass: (Could of been a lot better. They left too many unanswered questions)
Doctor Aehkhifv: [Cliched overused plot. They do the dark mirror self clone stuff all the time. The only reason I did not despise it was it could have been a lot worse but it could have been A LOT better]
CaptFyrstk: GUARD1>::shocked::BY TRANSPORTER?? YOU CANNOT DO THAT.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] waiting for your order to fire Sir.
Ratchet: ><CMO> WHY NOT?!?!
CaptFyrstk: CO>[TAC] Fahre.
Ratchet: ><CMO>YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN FIT TO BRING A DOCTOR AMONG YOU TO DO THIS! AT THIS RATE SHE IS GOING TO KILL ONE OF MY STAFF!!
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::fires the torpedo spread at one of the ships::
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :moves over to his seat, and sat down with a sad sigh:
CaptFyrstk: GUARD2> BECAUSE IT MUST BE DELIVERED NATURALLY. ::Says it like it's something everyone should know::
CaptFyrstk: ACTION::The torpedoes strike the ships shields. One penetrates and explodes against the ship;s hull but merely damages it.::
Ratchet: ><CMO>You made the mistake of not bringing a Doctor of your species among you! Why should it be delivered naturally? Its the same baby either way! ::delivered like one half deaf::
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] Very little damage Sir. Though, we did have contact with the ships hull
T L Lost: <helm>::doesn't like the sound of this::
CaptFyrstk: GUARD2>BECAUSE IT IS OUR BELIEFS.
CaptFyrstk: CO>[YAC] Our shield status?
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] Sheilds holding at ::checks the status:: 70% Sir
CaptFyrstk: ACTION::The first ship is slowing because of engine damage::
Ratchet: ><CMO>::Sighs knowing this is going to be a loosing argument on her behalf. Winces wishing there was a volume control:: I'VE NEVER DELIVERED A REAL CHILD NATURALLY. ONLY OLOGRAPHIC SIMULATIONS
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> <OPS> Mr Haas, reroute phasers threw the warp drive. Gwen, full phasers and switch to quantum torpedos, fire when ready.
Ratchet: ><CMO>::Looks back at the woman and scans her again wondering how much time is left and whether they would make it in time::
CaptFyrstk: GUARD3>::Faints from the shock of the CMO's announcement::
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::readies quantum torps and fires full phasers followed by the spread of torpedos::
CaptFyrstk: GUARD1> THE BABY IS DOOMED
Ratchet: ><CMO>::Groaning:: So is my hearing!!
CaptFyrstk: ACTION::The quantuum torps hit the unshielded ship and do MAJOR damage to it.
Ratchet: ><CMO>::Looks down at the fainted guard and pities the orderlies that are going to have to lift the LARGE fellow::
CaptFyrstk: ::The second ship fires on the Eagle again::
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] Major Damage Sir ::holds on as the ship is hit again::
Ratchet><CMO>::Summons the EMH to deal with injured Eagle crew that are no doub starting to come in as she has her hands full here::
CaptFyrstk: PRINCESS> IT IS TIME!!!! IT IS TIME!!!!
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> <OPS> MR HAAS, Try hailing them again. Maybe they will respond know that we have bloodyed there nose.
CaptFyrstk: ::She sits up on the bio bed::AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
T L Lost: <helm>::flies around trying to avoid being hit again::
RomnHaas: OPS>Aye, sir.::tries hailing them again::
CaptFyrstk: ((No response))
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::readies another spread of Quantom Torps::
CaptFyrstk: CO>[TAC] Prepare another spread, Gwen.
Ratchet: ><CMO>::whimper, cover ears, cautious approach of bio bed and scan, mutters to herself:: Okay now how did this go.....
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] Anotehr spread is ready Sir, waiting for your order
CaptFyrstk: CO>[HELM] Get us around that ship, Mr. Lost
T L Lost: <helm>[co] Aye Captain ::banks left and tries to go around the ship::
Ratchet: ><CMO>::Even her many bruises look pale:: LIE DOWN!!! ::shouted at Princess::
CaptFyrstk: ::The proncess l;ies back and the baby can be seen crowning::
CaptFyrstk: CO>[TAC] Fahre the moment you have optimum target.
Doctor Aehkhifv: [crowning?]
CmdrLanceBass: (The head is visable)
GwenivereMarqusa: ((means you can see the head))
RomnHaas: OPS>[XO] No answer, Mr. Bass.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::waits for the ships sweet spot to become vulnerable and then fires::
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :to himself: Damn fools, :waits for gwen to send off the final blow:
Doctor Aehkhifv: [I only play a doctor online. Ive never been to medical school ;-)]
Ratchet: ><CMO>Okay you push and I catch I think ::thinks back to the days of being Chief Science Officer::
CaptFyrstk: PRINCESS> AHHHHHHH DO SOMETHING GET THIS &*^%$ CHILD OUTTA ME!!!
Ratchet: ><CMO>I TOLD YOU WE SHOULD HAVE BEAMED THE CHILD OUT!!! RUDDY PUSH OR I WILL SHOVE IT RIGHT BACK INTO YOU!
CmdrLanceBass: (Someone has been in the delivery room too many times ) ;-)
Ens Josie Tracy: ((The doc's gone from Vulcan to Irish))
CaptFyrstk: ::The princess pushes and the child slides out quickly::
CaptFyrstk: ::Very quickly::
CmdrLanceBass: <ACTION> The second ship is as badly damaged as the first:
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>Second Ship badly damaged Sir
Ens Josie Tracy: CSci> Both ships are badly damaged. Maybe now they will listen.
CaptFyrstk: ((THANKS, Lance, I was just about to say that.))
Ratchet: ><CMO>::glowers but gives child to nurse to clean up take care of and such while she nervously takes care of mother fearing again for her life::
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> <OPS> (no problem, can tell your a little busy tonight) Hail them Mr Haas, and if you can get them, make sure they can hear us.
CmdrLanceBass: cant*
RomnHaas: OPS>::tries hailing them but they still do not answer.::
Max> ::from the science console:: Should I get prepared to board. or atleast go over and check out thier computer systems?
RomnHaas: OPS>]XO] Still no answer, Commander.
T L Lost: <helm>::quietly to no one in particular:: aww, does that mean I have to stop flying around?
CaptFyrstk: CO>[OPS] Have any survahvors beamed directly to the brig.
RomnHaas: OPS>[CO] Aye, sir.
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> <TAC> Stand down red alert. <ALL> All stations, damage report.
Ratchet: ><CMO>::Nurse hands her child, she gives child to mother and vows secertly to herself she will never ever have children as long as she lives::
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::turns the red alert off and asks for damage report from her staff::
RomnHaas: OPS>::Starts receiving damage reporrts from all over the ship::
Ens Josie Tracy: CSci> Scanners and science equipment took no damage. I think the sheilds absorbed all the damage. Sir.
Doctor Aehkhifv: [I vow not princess]
T L Lost: <helm>::checks himself, patting his arms and legs looking for injuries:: no damage here Sir
CaptFyrstk: ::The princess takes the child and is suddenly as sweet as pie::THANK YOU DOCTOR.
RomnHaas: OPS>[XO] All other departments reporting in, sir. Minor damage to deck 11, section 33.
Ratchet: ><CMO>::Looking like a mouse approaching a cat and nearly jumps out of skin at words but then smiles wanely at her kindness:: You heh welcome.
CaptFyrstk: GUARD1> ::Pats Ratch on the back almost sending her across the sick bay::NICE JOB DOCTOR!!
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> ;sighes: <OPS> Get a repair crew on it. <TAC> Gwen, good job. :gets up and heads for the lift:
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>::looks over to the XO and wonders what's bothering him::
CaptFyrstk: CO>[TAC] VERY good job, Lieutenant, you too Mr. Lost.
GwenivereMarqusa: <tac>[co] thank you Sir
CmdrLanceBass: <XO> :enters the lift and heads down to his quarters, about ready to throw up:
T L Lost: <helm>Thanks Sir. Next time I'll try not to let them hit us.
RomnHaas: OPS>[Departing XO] C-crews already enroute.
Ratchet: ><CMO>::Definately going to give someone a piece of her mind. again smiles wanely:: Thank you.
Ens Josie Tracy: CSci>::Gets a detailed scan of both ships while they are damaged and thiers shields are down.::
Ratchet: ><CMO>::Thinking worried about the Eagle crew who must havebeen injured in the attack and also wanting to tell the Commodore the next pregnant woman goes straight back from where she came from::
CmdrLanceBass: (ROFLMGHWAO at Ratch's comment)
CaptFyrstk: PAUSE SIM
Sim of 040908
Cpt Fyrstk (8:03:22 PM): ATTENTION ON DECK
T L Lost (8:03:24 PM): ::AA::
Arrea Rose DS (8:03:25 PM): ::AA::
Gwen (8:03:25 PM): ::AA::
CMO Ratchet (8:03:27 PM): ::AA::
EnsignMelody (8:03:28 PM): ::AA::
CmdrBass (8:03:28 PM): :laughes even though his head is pounding: :AA:
Ens Josie Tracy (8:03:32 PM): ::AA::
Rommie (8:03:38 PM): ::AA::
Cpt Fyrstk (8:03:56 PM): Some opening notes:
Cpt Fyrstk (8:04:20 PM): Once again Ah would lahke to welcome our new medical officer, Ensign Melody.
Cpt Fyrstk (8:05:13 PM): Ah forwarded a copy of her bah-o to you all. She says her native name is a bit unpronouncable so that is whah she goes bah Melody.
Cpt Fyrstk (8:07:29 PM): Also, Commander Bass has requested and been granted a LOA, so that elevates Lt. Marqusa to acting XO, and Lt. jg Haas will be handling second officer duties.
Cpt Fyrstk (8:07:43 PM): Any questions?
Gwen (8:08:08 PM): One small question
Cpt Fyrstk (8:08:32 PM): Yes, Lt?
Gwen (8:08:57 PM): Can I keep my Tactical Duties as well?
Cpt Fyrstk (8:09:10 PM): Yes you can.
Arrea Rose DS (8:09:26 PM): (brb)
Cpt Fyrstk (8:09:42 PM): Any others?
CMO Ratchet (8:09:50 PM): No sir
Gwen (8:10:11 PM): No Sir
Cpt Fyrstk (8:10:13 PM): Now for the sim:
Cpt Fyrstk (8:10:41 PM): Captain's Log, Stardate 040908
The Eagle is enroute back to the Spaculaan Sector. With our other duties taken care of, Starfleeet wanted us to resume "diplomatic functions" in that territory.
If ya ask me, Ah think it is punishment towards me for vaholating more rules and regs. Ah don't mahnd putting on the record, that the commanding officer of
Starbase three-two-fahve does not lahke me or mah command stahle.
Ah have mah own opinions about his general stahle, but Ah will leave that for personal logs.
Cpt Fyrstk (8:14:46 PM): CO>[HELM] ETA to the Spaculaan border, Mr. Lost?
CMO Ratchet (8:15:14 PM): [Paranoid mon Capitan. You are just paranoid ;-) ]
Rommie (8:15:22 PM): OPS>::Checks subspace frequencies for chatter::
CMO Ratchet (8:15:29 PM): CMO>::in sickbay::
EnsignMelody (8:15:30 PM): ::Enters Sickbay with PADD in hand::
Lt Dawson (8:15:55 PM): <CENG> :Lt. Jeff Dawson makes one of his rare vists from Engineering to be on hand when the eagle enters the spaculan sector:
EnsignMelody (8:15:59 PM): Hello?
T L Lost (8:16:26 PM): <helm>::some what softly::wha? Oh ::louder:: Right, ETA in 20 minutes Sir
CMO Ratchet (8:16:32 PM): CMO>::jumps then turns:: Yes Ensign? :: a little startled:: What can I do for you? ::starts to scan with a tricorder snatched from a table::
Ens Josie Tracy (8:16:46 PM): ::keeps an eye on the scanners.::
Lt. Dawson (8:18:10 PM): <CENG> :sits and watches the view screen while everyonce in a while glancing at the readings from the engineering station:
EnsignMelody (8:18:15 PM): AMO> ::Walks over to Ratchet and hands her the PADD:: I am Ensign Melody, the new AMO.
Gwen (8:18:23 PM): <tac>::at her station, checking the sensors, knowing the Eagle isn't the most liked ship in this area::
Cpt Fyrstk (8:18:39 PM): CO> Thank, Mr. Lost. ::gets up and walks over to the science station.::
CMO Ratchet (8:18:42 PM): <CMO>::blinks remembering:: Oh right. You are the new Doctor ::takes PADD and starts to scan::
Cpt Fyrstk (8:19:04 PM): CO>[OPS] Mr. Haas? Could you join me here for a moment?
T L Lost (8:19:10 PM): <helm>::sighs softly in relief, then looks down at his instruments to make sure that he was right in the ETA::
Arrea Rose DS (8:19:11 PM): CNS> ::Moves onto the bridge and takes her seat.::
Rommie (8:19:39 PM): OPS>::Raises an eyebrow, looks to Josie, then to the captain::Aye, sir.
CMO Ratchet (8:19:40 PM): <CMO>Riiight umm ::holds out hand:: I am Doctor Ratchet Hamza. ::looks about:: Around here you can call me Ratchet
EnsignMelody (8:19:42 PM): AMO>Yes sir..er Ma'am. How would yo like to be addrested?
T L Lost (8:19:58 PM): <helm>::relaxes in his seat as he was more or less right on. Drifts off into thinking about his games again::
CMO Ratchet (8:20:08 PM): <CMO>Sir. I am an equal opportunity towards gender type person
Rommie (8:20:36 PM): OPS>::moves over by the science station::[CO] Y-yes, sir?
Gwen (8:21:07 PM): <tac>::looks over to science, wondering what's up::
EnsignMelody (8:21:29 PM): AMO> ::Notices the pointed ears.:: You are Vulcan correct?
Lt. Dawson (8:21:35 PM): <CENG> :sees tru start to drift off and desides to play a prank on him: :tapping in his command codes, Jeff initciates a damage simulation program, that causes every alarm to on tru's station to go off:
CMO Ratchet (8:21:49 PM): <CMO> You play Tongo Ensign? ::looks nervous and fidgety:: Yes. I am Vulcan.
(8:21:54 PM) Ens Josie Tracy has left the room.
Cpt Fyrstk (8:21:56 PM): CO>[CSCI, OPS] Ah am looking for a way to get a message out to the Beta Quadrant.
T L Lost (8:22:14 PM): <HEY!>
Cpt Fyrstk (8:22:18 PM): ((Daggit))
(8:22:19 PM) Ens Josie Tracy has entered the room.
Lt. Dawson (8:22:40 PM): (:smiles: Hey lighten up and go with it)
Cpt Fyrstk (8:22:52 PM): CO>[CSCI, OPS] Ah am looking for a way to get a message out to the Beta Quadrant.
T L Lost (8:23:02 PM): <helm>::hears the alarm goes off and practically jumps in his seat:: wha? ::looks at his sensors, mumbling:: What's going on?
EnsignMelody (8:23:05 PM): AMO>No sir I am not fimmilar with that game.
Lt. Dawson (8:23:37 PM): <CENG> :snickers as he quickly ends the program and turns off the alarms:
Lt Dawson (8:23:59 PM): <CENG> :sends a typed message to tru's station: 'Got ya'
Rommie (8:24:02 PM): OPS>[CO] Th-the Beta Quadrant, sir?
CMO Ratchet (8:24:05 PM): <CMO> Ferengi card came. Grumb taught it to most of the staff. We play on the holodeck. Thats Grumb over there ::points to Ferengi Tech:: And thats Nurse Flametail ::points to Sivoan::
Ens Josie Tracy (8:24:19 PM): CSci> Where, if I may ask, in the Beta Quadrent?
T L Lost (8:24:39 PM): <helm>::sees all the alarms going off and then suddenly stop, get's rather confused, then notices the message and frowns. He would have to think of a good way to get the person back::
Cpt Fyrstk (8:25:05 PM): CO>[CSCI] That's the trouble, Ensign. Ah'm noot sure where. It is more a hunch.
EnsignMelody (8:25:15 PM): AMO>::Waves at the others in sickbay::
T L Lost (8:25:47 PM): <helm>::starts playing around with his station to figure out who played the trick::
Lt Dawson (8:26:09 PM): <CENG> :keeps a smile on his face as he tries not to snicker as he watches tru:
Ens Josie Tracy (8:26:14 PM): CSci> Because if I knew the location I am sure I could send a tight beamed transmission that would reach there.
CMO Ratchet (8:26:43 PM): <CMO>::Falls silent for a moment:: There is also Nurse Jamie MacKenzie and I wonder where Muerta has gone off too
Rommie (8:27:09 PM): OPS>::nods at Josie's comment.:: E-even tight beam would take over a week to get out there, s-sir.
T L Lost (8:27:12 PM): ((Muerta took the day off ;-) ))
Gwen (8:27:28 PM): <tac>::decides to ask the captain about what's going on later::
CMO Ratchet (8:27:43 PM): <CMO>Oh right she is off duty today.
Cpt Fyrstk (8:28:03 PM): CO> That's the problem Ah would lahke you two to work out. And here's whah:
Cpt Fyrstk (8:29:08 PM): CO> Mah brother was assahgned CMO of the USS Athena. Over a year ago, she was lost in action..presumably sucked into an now-known...
T L Lost (8:29:11 PM): ((Angela day Muerta *bows to Melody* is my nurse NPC . . . ))
Cpt Fyrstk (8:29:16 PM): unstable wormhole.
EnsignMelody (8:29:46 PM): AMO> Seems pretty quiet around here.
CMO Ratchet (8:29:49 PM): [I am AMO of the Athena ^_^ ::waves:: ]
Cpt Fyrstk (8:30:10 PM): CO> One end originates near Deep Space Twenty One. There is conjecture that it deopsited them in the Beta Quadrant.
CMO Ratchet (8:30:55 PM): <CMO>Yes usually it is unless I start practicing then it can get pretty loud ::faint smile::
EnsignMelody (8:31:19 PM): AMO> Practicing sir?
Cpt Fyrstk (8:31:21 PM): CO> Starfleet has thus far rejected my suggestions that we take a leap out there without proof the Athena is still in one piece.
Rommie (8:31:53 PM): OPS> And y-you want to see if we can establish contact with her?
CMO Ratchet (8:31:56 PM): <CMO>Bagpipes. Also you missed a really loud patient a few days ago.
Cpt Fyrstk (8:32:29 PM): CO>::nods:: Exactly.
EnsignMelody (8:32:38 PM): AMO> I am not fimmilar with these "Bagpipes".
Gwen (8:32:45 PM): <tac>::looks over to Mr. Lost wondering what he's up to with all the noises, hoping it isn't another one of his games::
CMO Ratchet (8:33:10 PM): <CMO>Its a musical instrument. A bag with a reeded pipe and three dones. It can be very loud
Ens Josie Tracy (8:33:13 PM): CSci> Is that Array they used to contact Voyager still being used?
T L Lost (8:33:15 PM): <helm>::realizes it was a simulation, looks around the bridge to see who could have set it up::
Lt. Dawson (8:33:51 PM): <CENG> :trys to wipe the smile off his face but fails, so he insteads tries to act like he is working:
Rommie (8:33:55 PM): OPS> I think it w-was destroyed, but that was in the Delta Q-Quadrant anyhow
Rommie (8:34:35 PM): OPS> A-and that would be assuming Athena w-was somewhere near it, too
T L Lost (8:34:41 PM): <helm>::notices Gwen looking at him, but from her expression decides that she wasn't the one. Notices Jeff's smile even though he appears to be working. He could have done it::
Ens Josie Tracy (8:35:27 PM): CSci> Hmm. Just a thought. I wonder if the scematics are in the computer.
T L Lost (8:35:30 PM): <helm>::finishes looking around the bridge and notices that the others are talking. Strongly doubts that Rommie would try something like this while talking to the Captain::
Cpt Fyrstk (8:35:53 PM): CO>Ah know this is a tall request, but Ah cannot wrahte mah bnrother off as easily as Fleet cain.
EnsignMelody (8:36:02 PM): AMO> I do hope you give warrning before you practice.
Gwen (8:36:08 PM): <tac>::shakes head::
Rommie (8:36:46 PM): OPS> Didn't they send a ship out to DS-21 to investigate, sir?
T L Lost (8:36:52 PM): <helm>::wonders if Max did this. He doesn't really know much about the AI, but doesn't think the computer did it, though he couldn't really rule that out::
CMO Ratchet (8:37:32 PM): <CMO>You have extra sensative hearing like my Ferengi Tech? ::raises brow::
Cpt Fyrstk (8:37:56 PM): CO> Yes. Ah believe it was the Hood, but she was disabled when another ship was spit out of the wormhole and collahded into.
EnsignMelody (8:38:15 PM): AMO> Its above the hearing range of the average human sir.
T L Lost (8:38:24 PM): <helm>::decides to test out a little theory. Sends a message to Jeff's station that says "I know what you did."::
Ens Josie Tracy (8:39:05 PM): CSci> Are there reoccering wormholes in that sector?
Rommie (8:39:29 PM): OPS>::Looks at Josie, then to the CO::I-I am sure we can work on it or come up with a darm g-good reason it can't be done, sir.
CMO Ratchet (8:40:00 PM): <CMO>I have never heard of your species not met anyone of it ::tilts head Vulcan like::
Lt Dawson (8:40:28 PM): <CENG> ::smile deepens as he replies: 'Took you long enough to figure out didnt it :wink: '
Cpt Fyrstk (8:40:48 PM): CO>[CSCI] Ah believe there are fahve wormholes near DS-21, Ensign. Mah wahfe's ship also had beeen spewn from the same wormhole.
EnsignMelody (8:41:40 PM): AMO> We only joined the Federation a few years ago. I am the first of my kind to leave our homeworld to active particapate in the Federation.
T L Lost (8:41:43 PM): <helm>::sends "well, wouldn't want to accuse the wrong person, now would I"::
CMO Ratchet (8:42:14 PM): <CMO>Why did you decide to leave? ::curious::
Rommie (8:42:51 PM): OPS> I-I can send an inquiry out to DS-21 for whatever info they can give us, sir.
Ens Josie Tracy (8:42:57 PM): CSci> I was thinking if we could send some booster probes through the wormholes and broadcast a signal that may have the best chance of not only locating the lost ship but makeing contact.
Lt Dawson (8:43:12 PM): <CENG> :sends back: 'True....but I hope you learned not to dose off while on the bridge. I mean we can get away with it down in Engineering but only because the bigboys are up here'
Cpt Fyrstk (8:44:23 PM): CO> That probably would be a good ahdea, Ensign, if we could get out there. Starfleet thinks we belong here though.
T L Lost (8:44:31 PM): <helm>::replies, "I wasn't dozing off, I was day dreaming"::
EnsignMelody (8:44:48 PM): AMO> My love of languages really. I seem to have a natural talent for picking up and speaking languages. I got a sample when the federation visited and I wanted to learn more.
T L Lost (8:45:06 PM): <helm>::will have to remember to add Jeff to his little game as "Jeffry Tube Cleaner Crewman Wannabe"::
CMO Ratchet (8:46:02 PM): <CMO>What languages do you know? I am familiar with among others Klingon and Romulan
Cpt Fyrstk (8:46:08 PM): ((LOL, Mr. Lost))
Lt Dawson (8:46:09 PM): <CENG> 'Sure Tru, Whatever you say.' :Jeff chuckles as he sends the message and begins a check of the communcation system:
CMO Ratchet (8:46:21 PM): <CMO>There are some excellant curses in Romulan
Cpt Fyrstk (8:47:21 PM): CO>[OPS, CSCI] Ah know that if we continue at this current race, if Athena is out there, we will never know.
T L Lost (8:47:42 PM): <helm>::goes back to his day dreaming, thinking about his games::
Ens Josie Tracy (8:47:43 PM
Sim of 040915
Cpt Fyrstk (8:02:10 PM): ATTENTION ON DECK
,br> Gwen (8:02:14 PM): ::AA::
Ens Josie Tracy (8:02:20 PM): ::AA::
T L Lost (8:02:20 PM): ::AA::
EnsignMelody (8:02:21 PM): ::AA::
Rommie (8:02:24 PM): ::AA::
CMO Ratchet (8:02:46 PM): ::AA::
Cpt Fyrstk (8:02:56 PM): Captain's Log, Stardate 040915
Cpt Fyrstk (8:03:44 PM): We have re-enterd Spaculaan Space and areset to rendesvous with the USS McKinley.They have reported to Starbase 325 that all has been qhahet, but their last report was about a week ago. As we all know about the Spaculaan Sector....that cain change in a heartbeat.
Cpt Fyrstk : CO>[OPS] Mr. Haas. Hail the McKinley. Fahnd out thier position.
CmdrBass :
Rommie (8:05:55 PM): OPS>[CO] Aye, sir. ::hails the McKinley::
Ens Josie Tracy (8:06:17 PM): CSci> ::Is still working on the problem that the captian posed to contact the lost ship.::
Cpt Fyrstk (8:06:24 PM): ACTION: OPS gets no answer from the McKinley.
Gwen (8:07:06 PM):
Rommie (8:07:12 PM): OPS>[CO} S-sir, I am not getting a response. I'll try a-a different frequency.
CMO Ratchet (8:07:33 PM):
EnsignMelody (8:07:42 PM): ::Sitting in sickbay reviewing the crew's medical records.::
EnsignMelody (8:08:03 PM): AMO>*
Cpt Fyrstk (8:08:10 PM): ACTION: Tactical scanners pick up the approach of Spacula One
T L Lost (8:08:29 PM):
Gwen (8:08:42 PM):
Gwen (8:09:01 PM):
Cpt Fyrstk (8:09:08 PM): CO> Onscreen
Ens Josie Tracy (8:09:29 PM): CSci>::mutters:: oh goodness not them again.
Cpt Fyrstk (8:09:40 PM): ACTION Spacula One hails.::
Gwen (8:09:50 PM):
Rommie (8:10:00 PM): OPS>[CO] They're hailing us, s-sir.
CMO Ratchet (8:10:09 PM):
Cpt Fyrstk (8:10:48 PM): CO>::Looks at the approach of the Excelsior-clone:: Go to yellow alert, Gwen. Rommie, put the admiral onscreen.
Gwen (8:11:04 PM):
Rommie (8:11:23 PM): OPS>::Puts the transmission on the main viewer::
EnsignMelody (8:11:35 PM): ::Hums to herself not knowing her voice is carrying to the entire sickabay. The music is almost hypnotic.::
Cpt Fyrstk (8:12:07 PM): CO>::guarded smile::Admiral Gaolino. Ah'd say what a pleasure it is to see you, but Ah'd be lah-ying.
CMO Ratchet (8:12:18 PM):
CmdrBass (8:13:04 PM):
T L Lost (8:13:10 PM):
Gwen (8:13:20 PM):
EnsignMelody (8:13:20 PM): AMO> Quit sir? why would I quit?
Cpt Fyrstk (8:13:27 PM): AG> It's a real thrill for me as well, Fyrstk. I came to greet you because your sister starship was supposed to escort a valuable shipment of supplies to our colony. They didn't show.
Cpt Fyrstk (8:13:56 PM): CO>::raises an eyebrow:: When was this, Admiral?
CMO Ratchet (8:13:57 PM): [quite. Silent. not noisy]
EnsignMelody (8:14:09 PM): (thats quiet)
Cpt Fyrstk (8:14:14 PM): (quiet)
CMO Ratchet (8:14:22 PM): [whatever]
Cpt Fyrstk (8:14:45 PM): (That would also be "yes, sir. Thank you, sir.)
EnsignMelody (8:14:48 PM): (but you said quit)
CMO Ratchet (8:15:17 PM): [Thank you Commodore]
CMO Ratchet (8:15:27 PM): [chill it was pretty obvious what I meant]
Cpt Fyrstk (8:15:35 PM): AG> The shipment went two days ago, and was intercepted. We assume by the Frinkta.
Cpt Fyrstk (8:16:07 PM): CO>And no sahgn of the McKinley?
Cpt Fyrstk (8:16:33 PM): AG> No, Fyrstk. That's what I just said.
Ens Josie Tracy (8:16:54 PM): CSci>:: Seems to be in a hushed argument with her console.::
Gwen (8:17:02 PM):
CMO Ratchet (8:17:16 PM):
Cpt Fyrstk (8:17:21 PM): CO> Just making certain, Admiral. You have a reputation.
Cpt Fyrstk (8:17:43 PM): AG>::face reddens::What's that mean??
T L Lost (8:18:17 PM):
Cpt Fyrstk (8:18:35 PM): CO> You know precahsely what it means, Gaolino. Now if you'll excuse me, Ah have a starship to fahnd.::Makes motion to cut transmission.::
Rommie (8:18:53 PM): OPS>::Cuts the transmission::
Gwen (8:19:37 PM):
Cpt Fyrstk (8:19:50 PM): CO>[OPS] trah hailing the McKinley again. [CSCI] Ensing Tracy, check long range scanner for any possible distress beacon.
Ens Josie Tracy (8:20:29 PM): CSci> Aye sir. ::Puts her project asside and checks the LRS::
Cpt Fyrstk (8:20:45 PM): CO>[TAC] That's what Ah always lahked about Gaolino. A real barrel of laughs.
CMO Ratchet (8:21:31 PM):
CMO Ratchet (8:21:40 PM):
Rommie (8:21:43 PM): OPS>::tries hailing the McKinley again::
EnsignMelody (8:21:49 PM): AMO>::Nods::
Cpt Fyrstk (8:22:09 PM): ACTION:: Neither OPS nor CSCI has any luck.::
CMO Ratchet (8:22:23 PM):
Gwen (8:22:28 PM):
Ens Josie Tracy (8:22:34 PM): CSci> No distress beacons on long range sensors captain.
CMO Ratchet (8:23:40 PM):
CmdrBass (8:24:26 PM):
EnsignMelody (8:24:30 PM): AMO>::Contiunes humming::
Rommie (8:24:35 PM): OPS>[CO] I-I can send out a wide dispursal beam to o=open McKinley's comm system, sir. If she's around it will open, b-but I'll need you command authorization.
Gwen (8:24:38 PM):
T L Lost (8:25:30 PM):
CMO Ratchet (8:25:31 PM):
Ens Josie Tracy (8:25:33 PM): CSci> +Eng+ Thank you.
Cpt Fyrstk (8:25:53 PM): CO>[OPS] Send the request to mah console. [CSCI] Trah and match the readings Mr. Dawson is sending you.
CMO Ratchet (8:26:10 PM):
Rommie (8:26:28 PM): OPS>::Send the request to CO's console::
Ens Josie Tracy (8:26:36 PM): CSci> Aye sir. :: Does as ordered::
Cpt Fyrstk (8:26:50 PM): CO>::taps in his command authorization::
CMO Ratchet (8:27:05 PM): [I have to go. Its time to sing Happy Birthday to my brother Yusuf. I'll be back when I can]
Rommie (8:27:09 PM): OPS>::Sends out the wide dispursal beam::
Cpt Fyrstk (8:27:35 PM): ACTION::OPS and SCI both get hits back on their searches.::
CMO Ratchet (8:27:42 PM): [Im on the bridge just listening. ]
Cpt Fyrstk (8:28:22 PM): [okay Ratchet]
T L Lost (8:28:41 PM): Muerta>::walks into sickbay and looks around. Had heard there was a new Doc and wanted to meet the person::
Ens Josie Tracy (8:28:52 PM): CSci> I have found a match sir.
Rommie (8:29:05 PM): OPS>[CO] Captain, I-I have an open carrier on the McKinley.
Cpt Fyrstk (8:29:34 PM): CO>[CSCI] Send the coordinates to helm.
T L Lost (8:29:53 PM):
EnsignMelody (8:29:54 PM): AMO>::Looks up from here reading.:: Hello can I help you?
Cpt Fyrstk (8:29:54 PM): CO>[OPS] What do you hear, Rommie?
Ens Josie Tracy (8:30:15 PM): CSci> Aye sir:: transfers the data.::
Cpt Fyrstk (8:30:38 PM): ::OPS hears nothing but silence::
T L Lost (8:31:01 PM): Muerta>
Rommie (8:31:25 PM): OPS> Nothing, Captain. Just d-dead silence, and I do h-have confirmation it is the bridge of the McKinley.
T L Lost (8:31:26 PM):
EnsignMelody (8:32:06 PM): AMO> ::Smiles sweetly:: Hi I am Ensign Melody. Please to meet you.
Cpt Fyrstk (8:32:14 PM): CO>[OPS] Send your coordinates to helm. [HELM] if they match Ensign Tracy's engage at maximum warp.
T L Lost (8:32:31 PM):
EnsignMelody (8:32:54 PM): AMO> Very interesting name. Means Angel of Death in spanish I believe.
Cpt Fyrstk (8:33:01 PM): ACTION::The coordinates do not match exactly but are close enough::
Gwen (8:33:14 PM):
Cpt Fyrstk (8:33:36 PM): (My dog's having puppymares))
Gwen (8:33:46 PM): ((awwww!!))
CmdrBass (8:34:03 PM):
T L Lost (8:34:19 PM): Muerta>
Rommie (8:34:41 PM): OPS>[CENG] I'll give it a try, Jeff.
T L Lost (8:34:52 PM):
Cpt Fyrstk (8:35:17 PM): CO> Close is good enough, Mr. Lost.
EnsignMelody (8:35:32 PM): AMO> In my native speak my name means Sweetest Melody. hence the "Ensign Melody" since my language is hard to speak.
T L Lost (8:35:43 PM):
T L Lost (8:36:28 PM): Muerta>
T L Lost (8:36:54 PM): Muerta>
Cpt Fyrstk (8:37:17 PM): ACTION:: The Eagle comes into sensor range of the McKinley (also an Intrepid-class ship) adrift and dark as space itself::
CmdrBass (8:37:31 PM): (Yes, one must feel sorry for Tru. His parents must of had a sick sence of humor)
Gwen (8:37:39 PM):
Cpt Fyrstk (8:37:45 PM): ((CSCI you can pick up on that one))
Ens Josie Tracy (8:38:03 PM): CSci> I am picking up the McKinley on sensors. They are adrift. scanning for life signs.
Cpt Fyrstk (8:38:33 PM): ::Sccans show no life signs::
Cpt Fyrstk (8:38:51 PM): ::Life support is active, but no life signs::
CmdrBass (8:39:03 PM):
Ens Josie Tracy (8:39:05 PM): CSci> No life signs captaon but life support is active.
Cpt Fyrstk (8:39:29 PM): CO>[HELM[ Bring us alongsahde the McKinley.
Gwen (8:39:43 PM):
CmdrBass (8:39:43 PM):
Cpt Fyrstk (8:39:51 PM): CO>[CSCI] Any sahgns of battle damage?
Cpt Fyrstk (8:39:56 PM): ((None))
CmdrBass (8:39:59 PM): (Sorry)
T L Lost (8:40:28 PM):
Cpt Fyrstk (8:40:35 PM): ((that's cool, Lance))
Ens Josie Tracy (8:40:37 PM): CSci> None sir
CmdrBass (8:41:06 PM): (:thwaps Lukas: Not Lance, Am Jeff. Lance gone for....Awhile)
Cpt Fyrstk (8:41:24 PM): CO>[AXO] Prepare a boarding party. Full protection.
Gwen (8:41:25 PM): ((You were about to say "for good" weren't you Bassie boy?))
CmdrBass (8:41:53 PM): (Of course, but I knew you would go spastic sence that would make you the XO for good)
CmdrBass (8:41:59 PM): :-P
Gwen (8:42:00 PM):
Gwen (8:42:05 PM): (LOL!)
Gwen (8:42:54 PM):
CmdrBass (8:42:57 PM):
Cpt Fyrstk (8:43:04 PM): ((Well, I know you're Jeff, but you are also Lance...I actually almost did say Jeff.))
Gwen (8:43:24 PM):
Ens Josie Tracy (8:43:33 PM): CSci>::Stands and follows Gwen::
Rommie (8:43:43 PM): OPS>::grabs a tricorder and heads for the TL::
Gwen (8:44:01 PM):
CmdrBass (8:44:09 PM):
Gwen (8:44:32 PM): Ratch>::follows the others into the TL::
Cpt Fyrstk (8:44:40 PM): CO>::Sees the replacement officers take their places::[TAC2] Scan for any indication of the Frinkta in this area.
Ens Josie Tracy (8:44:48 PM): CSci>::Grabs her tricorder and two phasers.::
Gwen (8:45:04 PM):
Gwen (8:45:19 PM):
T L Lost (8:45:36 PM): Muerta>So is this your first post Melody?
Cpt Fyrstk (8:45:39 PM): CO>+[SickBay]+ Bridge to sickbay. Get medical teams ready for possible casualties.
T L Lost (8:46:02 PM): Muerta>::looks to Melody:: looks like we could be in for some fun.
EnsignMelody (8:46:32 PM): AMO>+Bridge+ Aye captain.
Gwen (8:46:57 PM):
EnsignMelody (8:47:03 PM): AMO>::Starts to get stuff ready::
T L Lost (8:47:24 PM): Muerta>::even though isn't on shift, prepares for injured::
Rommie (8:47:28 PM): OPS> I-it
Rommie (8:47:42 PM): s almost like no one's home.
CmdrBass (8:47:43 PM):
Gwen (8:48:12 PM):
Ens Josie Tracy (8:48:31 PM): CSci> The reading were odd. I didn't pick up any lifesigns but I don't think that I picked up any bodies either.
Rommie (8:48:41 PM): OPS>[AXO] Should w-we go for full suits, o-or just enviro-fields?
Gwen (8:48:50 PM):
Gwen (8:49:13 PM):
Gwen (8:49:34 PM):
Cpt Fyrstk (8:49:58 PM): CO>[TAC2] Acknowledged.
Ens Josie Tracy (8:50:14 PM): CSci> LIfesuport was still functional
CMO Ratchet (8:50:36 PM): [Back what did I miss. Yusuf is ten!!!! :-) ]
Rommie (8:50:40 PM): OPS>[AXO] Even if life s-support is working there could be airborne exposure danger
Gwen (8:50:49 PM):
CmdrBass (8:51:09 PM):
Rommie (8:51:22 PM): OPS>::opens the locker and hands out eviro-field packs to everyone::
Gwen (8:51:25 PM): ((You're in the TR with us Ratch, ready to beam over to the other ship))
CMO Ratchet (8:51:59 PM):
Ens Josie Tracy (8:53:01 PM): CSci>::takes it and puts it on.::
Gwen (8:53:02 PM):
Rommie (8:53:19 PM): OPS::activates his enviro-field::
CMO Ratchet (8:53:29 PM):
Rommie (8:53:31 PM): OPS>Ready.
CmdrBass (8:53:35 PM):
T L Lost (8:53:42 PM): Muerta>::finishes preparing for casualties, then goes and sits on one of the biobeds:: Hurry up and Wait . . . that's what we get to do.
Ens Josie Tracy (8:54:09 PM): CSci>::Ready::
Gwen (8:54:12 PM):
Ens Josie Tracy (8:54:25 PM): CSci>::Follows::
Cpt Fyrstk (8:55:21 PM): ACTION::The team beams on to the McKinley. A totally empty ship.
Ens Josie Tracy (8:55:52 PM): CSci> Theres noone here. No bodies nothing.
CmdrBass (8:55:57 PM):
Gwen (8:56:25 PM): @
Rommie (8:56:25 PM): @OPS>::activates tricorder, walks over to the computer console and taps into it.::
CMO Ratchet (8:56:31 PM):
CMO Ratchet (8:56:36 PM): @^
Gwen (8:57:04 PM): @
Rommie (8:57:07 PM): @OPS>[AXO] All ship's systems are intact.
CMO Ratchet (8:57:52 PM): [is life support functioning? I missed a ton of stuff and have not had chance to go back and read it]
Gwen (8:57:55 PM): @
Gwen (8:58:07 PM): ((life support is functioning))
Rommie (8:58:28 PM): @OPS>[AXO] T-Trying now, sir.
CmdrBass (8:58:50 PM): @
Cpt Fyrstk (8:59:12 PM): ACTION::Ship's logs are accessible and fully downloadable::
Gwen (8:59:20 PM): @
CMO Ratchet (8:59:49 PM): @
Rommie (8:59:52 PM): @OPS>[AXO] I'm in, G-Gwen. It's all intact also
Ens Josie Tracy (9:00:05 PM): @CSci> My scan show nothing. so sign of a strugle, no bodies. its like they up and left.
Gwen (9:00:13 PM): @
Cpt Fyrstk (9:00:27 PM): PAUSE SIM
Sim of 041027
Sim of 040929