USS Eagle, NCC 9561

CommoLukasFyrstk: ATTENTION ON DECK
T L Lost: ::AA::
LtJG Josie Tracy: ::AA::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::AA::
EnsignMelody: ::AA::
RomnHaas: ::AA::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ((I was waiting JUST for you, Mr. Lost.))
T L Lost: ((Of course you were Sir!  You couldn't fly anywhere without me!))
CommoLukasFyrstk: Captain's Log, Stardate 59089.04
CommoLukasFyrstk: It has been a quiet few weeks sonce our Transport to Spacula mission.
CommoLukasFyrstk: The Federation ambassaor was turned over to Starbase 325 and a new ambassador has been appointed.  However, the
CommoLukasFyrstk: Spaculaan government is understandably wary of any new faces at the moment.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Oddly enough, things have been very quahet in this sector.  A couple transports have gone thru without any problems.  Sometahmes Ah wonder if it is almost too quahet.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ((the ship's time is 12 noon, so I would like to know where everyone is on the ship at the moment.))
RomnHaas: OPS>::At his post on the bridge::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::at the tactical station on the bridge::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::In the Science office going over reports.::
EnsignMelody: AMO>::Sickbay::
T L Lost: ::twiddling his thumbs at the helm, listening to stomach growling::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION:: A young male ensign enters sick bay.  He is carrying two ferret-like creatures in his arms.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ENs Grat>  Melody!
EnsignMelody: AMO>::Looks up from what she is doing.:: Hello Grat. How can I help you today?
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>  I wanted to show you the zilots I picked up when we were at Starbase 325.
EnsignMelody: AMO>Oh how cute. May I hold one?
GwenivereMarqusa: ::looks over to Lost:: I can hear your stomach from over here Tru.  Go get something to appease that beast.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat> Sure.  ::Hands one to Melody.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat> The one is Gracie.
EnsignMelody: AMO> ::Takes it carefully.:: Where are they from?
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>  This one..::holds up the other zilot:: Is George.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::George, suddenly angered that Gracie is with another, bites Ens Grat.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>  OWW!!
T L Lost: ::looks over his shoulder to Gwen, blushes a bit:: Sorry Gwen.  ::stands and heads out for lunch break::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> ::Gets bored of reading reports and leaves her office for the bridge.::
EnsignMelody: AMO> Oh... have these creatures had thier shots?
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::George leaps out of Grat's grasp and runs lose in sickbay...Gracie starts squirming crazily in Melody's grasp.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>  I was told they did.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::Gracie slips out of Melody's grasp and runs off with George.::
EnsignMelody: AMO>Oh I'm sorry the other one got away.
GwenivereMarqusa: ::looks over to Rommie:: How are you?
RomnHaas: OPS>::studies the data collected from the battle with the Frinkta ships.::
EnsignMelody: AMO> Let me look at that bite.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>::very worried look onhis face::: Oh no!  We have to find them.
EnsignMelody: AMO> Why?
GwenivereMarqusa: ((err, add [ops] to my previous comment))
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>  I heard they had shut down a luxury cruiser when they got loose.  They love to chew thru wires and conduits, and they love the trum of plasma conduits.
EnsignMelody: AMO>::Picks up a scanner.:: That sounds serious.::Sets the tricorder to the creatures bio signs.::
RomnHaas: OPS>::Looks up at Gwen::  I-I'm doing god.  I think I found something interesting in this data.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> ::Enters the turbolift.::Bridge.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::The tricorder shows the zlots are already out of sick bay and a deck up.::
GwenivereMarqusa: Oh yeah? ::heads over to the Ops station to see what he found::
EnsignMelody: AMO> Dang they move fast. They are already one deck up. Lets go.:: Heads out of sickbay.::
T L Lost: ::walks into the Eagle's Nest for a a quick bit to eat::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> ::Exit onto the bridge.::
RomnHaas: OPS>  Yeah.  I-I thought the cruiser shouldn't have gotten destroyed by the gas explosion.  There just wasn't that much concentrated toxic fumes.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>::Follows Melody::We have to find them before they do any damage.  If the captain finds out, I am toast.
GwenivereMarqusa: [ops] So what do you think happened?
GwenivereMarqusa: ::nods to Tracy::
EnsignMelody: AMO> Don't tell me you've done something like this before.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> ::Nods back to Gwen.::
RomnHaas: OPS>  I-I am going to get Josie to look thru this data, but I think the cruiser already had a rupture in it's hull.  A small tear that was weak e-enough to have the explosion rip it wide open
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>  No, I've never, but...well... I am new to the ship.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>  I also knew the danger of letting them rn loose.
EnsignMelody: AMO> Should we take the lift or go thought the jeffries tube?
T L Lost: ::grabs some food and heads out to find a nice quiet place to eat and play his games::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::Hearing her name she walks over to where Rommie and Gwen are.:: Did I hear my name?
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION::  One of the science labs reports to OPS that the lighting is flickering in their area::
RomnHaas: OPS>::Looks at his board.::  This is strange.
GwenivereMarqusa: A tear already?  From what?  What's strange?
EnsignMelody: AMO> ::Looks at her scanner to see where the creatures are now.::
RomnHaas: OPS>::Dispatches a repair crew to the science lab::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::The creatures have gone back down a deck and are above the science labs::
EnsignMelody: AMO> They are above the science labs. Lets take the tubes and hopefully we can catch up with them.
T L Lost: ::sits in a little used corridor, mostly playing his game, occasionally taking a bite of his food::
EnsignMelody: AMO>::Opens the access to the tubes and crawls in.::
GwenivereMarqusa: ((Ummm, out of curiosity, where is the Commodore?))
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::The zilots smell Lost's food and head in his direction::
T L Lost: ::totally engrossed in his game, his food sitting off to his side::
EnsignMelody: AMO> Dang they are on the move again.::Crawls as quickly as she can in thier direction.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::Sitting in the command chair, reading status reports::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat ::Follows Melody::  They can smell fod three decks away, and they have an insatiable appetitie
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::Is looking over the data Rommie was looking at.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::One zilot pops out behind Lost.::
EnsignMelody: AMO> And you thought it was a good idea to just carry them around?
GwenivereMarqusa: [ops] So, why did the cruiser have a tear in it already?
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>  In hindsight.... it was a stupid idea.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::George slips out and grabs one of Lost's games, starrts skittering down the corridor::
T L Lost: ::totally oblivious to the zilot, continues to play his game::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>{CXO} Hmm...It looks like they hit something here. Hey Rommie didn't we pick up some kind of debris of a fighter?
RomnHaas: OPS>  I-it could have been  due to it'e battle with you, or it culd have been in poor shape before the batttle.
T L Lost: HEY! ::picks up one of his other games and throws it at george::
LtJG Josie Tracy: (Should be AXO)
EnsignMelody: AMO>::Emerges into the hall with Tru in it.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::Gracies slips out and steals Lost's lunch and returns to her hiding spot.::
GwenivereMarqusa: ((who are you talking to Tracy the Me or Rommie?))
LtJG Josie Tracy: ((You))
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::George sees Melody and slips into a vent.::
LtJG Josie Tracy: ((Well and Rommie too I guess))
T L Lost: ::doesn't care about the food, chases after the games::
EnsignMelody: AMO> There goes george. 
RomnHaas: OPS>  Yeah, we did, b-but the data here makes it seem the fighter was collided into.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Could that have caused the tear in thier hull?
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::George drops Lost's game and goes to find Gracie.  Gracie has already gone down one deck::
EnsignMelody: AMO> I wonder if we can use the transporters to catch them?
RomnHaas: OPS>  I-I don't think so.  The forward hull of the cruiser is where the fighter hit.  The tear was mid-way back.
GwenivereMarqusa:  I think that one of the destroyed fighters that attacked the Falcon collided with the cruiser.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>  Providing they stay still long enough.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION::  Gracies bio signs disappear from the tricorder.
EnsignMelody: AMO>Dang Gracie has gone out of range of the tricorder.
T L Lost: ::grumbles, picks his games up, and walks back to his hiding spot::
RomnHaas: OPS> That would coincide with th-this data.
RomnHaas: OPS>  You can cross check it, Josie, but I think this analysis is d-deadon
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>  Oh no.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Will do. ::Walks over to her console to cross check the data.::
EnsignMelody: AMO> What?
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>  Well.... I have heard... much like an animal can camoflage(sp?) itself in the wild, a zilot can adapt it's own bio signature to it's surroundings
EnsignMelody: AMO> GRAT!! what were you thinking bringing something like that aboard this ship?
T L Lost: ::grumbles and makes way back to the bridge::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>::Sheepishly:: I-I guess I wasn't thinking.
EnsignMelody: AMO> How are we suppose to find them now?
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>  Do you still have George?
EnsignMelody: AMO>:: looks at the tricorder.:: Yes. 
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>  We got to find him before he adapts then
EnsignMelody: AMO> Lead the way. they are your pets.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>::Looks at Melody's tricorder::This way.
CommoLukasFyrstk: :Geroge's signature suddenly heds up two decks.::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::heads back over to the Tactical station::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Your right Rommie. I don't have enought data to find out what caused the tear. It must have happened before they engaged the Falcon.
EnsignMelody: AMO>::Follows::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>  Oh man, I can't believe how fast they move.::
RomnHaas: OPS>  S-some of those ships are so old and beat up, it doesn't surprise me.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::OPS gets another report of lights flickering on deck four.::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::frowns looking at Tracy and then Rommie for a moment and shakes here head::[co] Captain, I'm going to go get some food, if that's alright?
RomnHaas: OPS>::Loks at the board again::What the....  ::Dispatches another repair crew::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> Again?  You ate yesterday didn't you?
EnsignMelody: AMO> ::Crawls through the tube behind Grat::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>:: Giggles.::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::grinning:: No Sir.  I skipped yesterday.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>:::tries to get through a realy narrow spot.  Gets stuck::
EnsignMelody: AMO> Whats wrong? Why did you stop?
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::Feigns a sigh of exasperation::  Very well, XO.  If you must.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>  I...... I'm stuck.  Can you push?
T L Lost: ::walks back onto the bridge, games in hand, grumbling::
EnsignMelody: AMO> ::Puts her hands on his buns and pushes.:: Oh.. 
CommoLukasFyrstk: ((LOL))
EnsignMelody: AMO> ::Blushing.:: Do you work out?
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>:::Grunts and tries to squeeze thru.:
GwenivereMarqusa: [co] I don't really want to Captain, but . . . alas . . . I must.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat> No..  You (grunt)  think I should?
EnsignMelody: AMO> You might not get stuck in such small places if you did.
T L Lost: ::still grumbling, throws his games down at this station and sits down in the chair::
RomnHaas: OPS>::Cuckles at the exchange between CO & XO.  Loks ver to Lost:  What's the m-matter Tru?  Bad lunch?
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Whats wrong Tru?
GwenivereMarqusa: ::heads off the Bridge to get some food::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[AXO]  Enjoy, Commander.
T L Lost: Some little vermin tried to steal my games.  ::picks up his bad:: The creature chewed through my best one!
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>::Finally gets thru the opening.::  Ohh!  I guess you're right.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::Looks to Lost.::What kahnd of vermin?
EnsignMelody: AMO>Hurry we don't want to lose him.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>::Looks at the tricorder:  To late.
EnsignMelody: AMO>::Sighs.:: What do we do now?
T L Lost: ::picks up his padd:: [co] I don't know Sir.  But the little guy did this to my game!  ::holds the PADD up::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::hurries back to her quarters::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::Looks at Tru's game::  Look at them bahte marks!
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Can I take a look?
RomnHaas: OPS>:Looks also:  What did it look like, Tru?
T L Lost: ::grumbles::[co] don't remind me sir!  I'm not sure I can even fix it!  ::tosses the game at Josie::
CommoLukasFyrstk: :George and Gracie slip into a quiet room and start eating::
T L Lost: [ops] ::turns and faces Rommie, holding up his hands to approximate size:: It was about this big and looked like a rat of sorts.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::Catches it and looks at the bite marks.:: Must have been quite a rat.I'll run it trough the computer.
GwenivereMarqusa: ::sighs and sits down on her bed::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>:Looks to OPS.:: Any reports of vermin on the ship?
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::George quiets Gracie as one of the humans is now near::
EnsignMelody: AMO> Grat what are we going to do?
RomnHaas: OPS>  No sir, b-but we have had a couple maintenance problems which I-I thought were unusual.
T L Lost: ::grumbles:: They're a menace
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Hmm? Captian did you give permission to any crew members to bring any new animals on board the ship?
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>  Let's head to the last spot we saw them on the tricorer.  They're either on deck two or three.
EnsignMelody: AMO> Right behind you.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[SCCI}  No.  Ah didn't okay any new animals.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Grat>  ::Crawls thru the tube and exits on deck three, scanning carefully::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::grabs some food from the rep and sits at the desk to eat::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Looks like the bite marks of a zilot. 
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::George...smells the fod and motions to Gracie.  He then runs across the floor of Gwen's cabin grazing against her leg::
T L Lost: I've never heard of a zilot, what kind of beast is it?
RomnHaas: OPS>  Not a zilot!
GwenivereMarqusa: ::slightly startled and looks down:: What in the world?  ::stands up::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>They kinda resemble Ferrets. I saw them for sale at the starbase and at first i wanted one but then I read their habits. 
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> What is a zilot?
EnsignMelody: AMO> Do you have them?
RomnHaas: OPS>  I read in a technical brief that they shut down a luxury cruiser once.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> They like to chew through wireing.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::George pauses long enough for Gwen to see him then skitters into the dark of her quarters
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>  Cain we scan for this.... zilot?
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> They expecally enjoy plasma conduits.
RomnHaas: OPS>  A-and they can adapt their bio signatures.
GwenivereMarqusa: computer, illuminate entire quarters and seal room.
LtJG Josie Tracy: Csci> If they haven't blended in with thier surroundings.::Starts to try to scan for them.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: PAUSE SIM