Sim of 050601
CommoLukasFyrstk: ATTENTION ON DECK
EnsignMelody: ::AA::
EnsignMelody: (CSci) ::AA::
Cadet Stuart: ::AA::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::AA::
RomnHaas: ::AA::
Malachi Styles: ::AA::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Captain's Log, Supplemental:
We have been searching the Opki System fr close to three days now, and there is no sahgn of Commander Lance Bass's runabout.
We have found different radiations in this system which interfere with sensor probes and communications. We also have not been able to track any distress calls which he mahght have responded to.
Unfortunately we cannot linger here any longer. There is the other mission we have to tend to.
Ah am leaving a sensor probe on the outskirts of this sector which will notifah us automatically if Commander Bass should show up. For the moment, Ah have no choice but to list him as MIA.
CommoLukasFyrstk: <CO>::instructs the helm officer to plot a course back to the "Trojan Horse".::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ((Alll Horse crew use "@"))
Malachi Styles: ::walks into sick bay, looking for Melody::
EnsignMelody: ::Is sitting in her chair in the corner reading her book on Psionics.::
RomnHaas: @OPS>::monitoring systems on the Horse.::
Malachi Styles: :Sees Melody and suddenly gets the ure to run back out, but doesn't::
EnsignMelody: @(CSci) ::Runs simulations on the ships computers::
cmdrlancebass01 has entered the room.
GwenivereMarqusa: @<AXO>[ops] Rommie, how's work on the communication going?
GwenivereMarqusa: ((Bout time you showed up Jeffieboy ;-) ))
cmdrlancebass01: (Sorry I am late, just got out of the shower)
EnsignMelody: ::Hears the door open and peeks over her book.::
RomnHaas: @OPS>[CSCI] Josie? H-how are those sensor ghosts coming to make us seem more Orion?
EnsignMelody: @CSci> If they were any better I would begin to think we WERE Orions.
T L Lost: @<helm>::sits at the helm, relaxing::
Ratchet: @CMO>::watching everyone excited::
RomnHaas: @OPS>[AXO] We have got th-the lower Orion frequency working, Skipper. W-we'll be able to squeal just like normal Orion chater and the Eagle will be a-able to decipher.
EnsignMelody: AMO> ::Hasitly puts the book down.:: Um Hello Malachi. How are you?
Malachi Styles: Hi, Melody..::Looks down at his boots.:: I'm sorry I haven't come back down sooner.
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>::grins:: skipper? squeal?
RomnHaas: @OPS> Well, you are the current sk-skipper of this tub.
EnsignMelody: AMO> I was going to stop by your quarters but after everything that happened I wasn't sure you wanted to see me again.
Lt Dawson: <CENG> :in a dirty greazy orion style outfit, climbs out from under a console: <ENG1-2> Well looks like she ready to go as she will ever be.
RomnHaas: @OPS> and... :: puts a loud squealy noise on the comm system.::
Lt Dawson: ENG1-2> :Both nod and continue fine tuning the power feedback protectors:
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>[ops] ::covers ears:: ouch!
RomnHaas: @OPS> ::Shuts it off:: This is a communication s-system some Orion pirates use between their ships. I-it discourages listeners.
Ratchet: @CMO>::winces and covers her own ears::
Ltjg Tracy: @CSci> Almost sounds like dial up.
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>[ops] I can see why . . . and it'll be to our advantage.
RomnHaas: @OPS> Dial-up?
ltjg Tracy: @CSci> Sorry Twenty First Centry refrence. When computers connected to the internet by telephone it would make a simmilar noise.
Malachi Styles: Shucks! I always want to see you! I..... well I wasn't sure you'd want to see me.
T L Lost: @<helm>::looks over his shoulder at Josie::
RomnHaas: @OPS>::Raises an eyebrow:: It is a rudimentary code. You're probably r-right, Josie.
Lt Dawson: <CENG> :comes up to the "bridge":
EnsignMelody: AMO>:: Smiles and blushes a bit.:: I like you Mal. I like you alot. You've been the nicest person to me. I am always glad to see you.
RomnHaas: @OPS> At any r-rate, the Eagle has signalled their on their way back to us, Skipper.
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>[ops] why don't you send a message to the Eagle, checking on their status and also checking the system.
RomnHaas: @OPS>::chuckles::
Ltjg Tracy: @CSci> ::Looks back down at the console when Tru looks at her. Her face turning red.::
RomnHaas: @OPS> They used it to notify u-us.
Malachi Styles: Even after... you know.... What you saw?
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>[ops] ::grins:: Good
CommoLukasFyrstk: @Suntun>::Saunters into the control room::
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>[helm] Think you're ready to fly this thing like an expert Tru?
CommoLukasFyrstk: @Suntun>::Smiles::There is a word I like to hear.
T L Lost: @<helm>[axo] Aye Captain.
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>[suntun] And what is that Colonel?
CommoLukasFyrstk: @Suntun> Anytime someone says "good" in reference to any part of this mission
EnsignMelody: AMO> ::Blushes more.:: I was suprised as first. But, well first of all, its normal for teen age boys to have those kind of thoughts. And second it kinda made me feel good that someone thinks of me like that.
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>::grins::[sun] Yes, that's always a plus.
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>[eng] Jeff, how're the engines holding up?
Malachi Styles: ::blushes:: I will try to keep that more to myself from now on. I ....am glad we can still talk....you know...to each other
Lt Dawson: <CENG> <AXO> She will get us there and back, as long as you dont push us too hard.
@Max: ::Pops up on Tru's pannel dressed like a 1950 mob boss.::
RomnHaas: @OPS> Engineers always s-seem to use that line.
CommoLukasFyrstk: @Suntun>::chuckles::
Lt Dawson: @CENG> <OPS> Thats because it is normaly true Rommie.
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>::turns and looks at Jeff, raises an eyebrow:: Better be more then that. You know this crew and our luck Jeff.
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>Not to mention our pilot.
T L Lost: @<helm>Hey!
@Max: [Helm]You an me.. We need ta have a little chat...::Flips a coin in the virtual air.:: I got you an offer you can't refuse..
T L Lost: @<helm>::glares at max:: Go away. I'm too busy.
Lt. Dawson: @<CENG> <AXO> Hey dont worry sir, I had the Eagle replicate this and beam it over before it left :hold out a roll of duck tape: I will keep this ship together with this if we have too.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION:: The Eagle appears on Josie's sensors
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>::laughs::
EnsignMelody: @CSci> I have the Eagle on Sensor.
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>[sci] Good, then hopefully we can get this mission started.
CommoLukasFyrstk: <CO>+[Trojan Horse]+ Eagle to the Trojan Horse.
RomnHaas: @OPS>[AXO] The Eagle is hailing, Skipper
@Max: [Helm] Not now...Later... I'll give you the lowdown...
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>[ops] On Screen
@Max: ::Dissapears from Tru's console.::
T L Lost: @<helm>::rolls his eyes and shakes his head::
RomnHaas: @OPS>::puts him onscreen::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>+[TH]+ Captain. How is it coming along?
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>::grins and tries not to laugh:: We are ready to get under way. Was just wondering how long it was going to take you to show up sir.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>+[TH]+ Ah wanted to give you enough tahme, and with the interference in the Opki System, searching it was not easy.
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo> I take it, no luck sir?
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>+[TH]+ All we found was another log buoy.
Ltjg Tracy: @CSci> I hope we don't need wha ever it was that he had for us.
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>::nods:: We can worry about that after the mission. The sooner we find the Chekov the sooner we can continue to look Commander Bass.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>+[TH]+ Ah hope not also, Lieutenant
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>+[TH]+ ::Nods to AGwen:: So Ah take it you're ready?
Ltjg Tracy: @CSci> ::Looks up from her console a bit startled as she didn't realize she had said that out loud.::
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>Aye Sir.
CommoLukasFyrstk: @CO>+[TH]+ Good. We'll preceed you into the Sector. We're going to stir up the pot a bit, let them know we're looking for something
CommoLukasFyrstk: ((Scratch my "@"))
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>Good luck Captain.
GwenivereMarqusa: (LOL)
EnsignMelody: AMO> I'm sorry if I embarrased you Mal. I really didn't mean to. I wasn't expecting that last message to get through you defenses. Tho it was true... what I thought...
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>+[TH]+ God luck to you, Gwen. You hae the difficult part of this mission...::Smiles:: A h kahnda envy you.
Malachi Styles: No! No! You didn't embarrass me! I..... I embarrassed me.
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>::grins:: Yeah, I definately prefer my role sir.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>+[TH]+ We'll always be justas stone's throw away, Gwen. Good luck. Eagle out.
RomnHaas: @OPS> A stone's throw away?
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION:: The comm channel is cut and the Eagle jumps to warp.
EnsignMelody: AMO> ::Sighs:: Its ok Mal... Your probaly more intrested in girls closer to your age anyway. Like that princess we had on board a while ago.
Ratchet: @CMO>::listening to the conversation while mentally going over her supplies list again in her head::
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo> ::chuckles::
Malachi Styles: ::Blushes as he thinks of her and ....the kiss::
Lt Dawson: @<CENG> :heads back down to the bowles of orion:
CommoLukasFyrstk: @Suntun> I recommend a different approach to the sector, Commander.
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo> Okay, let's get under way.
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>[sun] and what's that Colonel?
EnsignMelody: AMO>::Picks up his thoughts by accident.:: You kissed her? ::Gets that dreamy girls look in her eyes.:: How romantic.
CommoLukasFyrstk: @Suntun> I would recommend we skirt the sector a bit then enter it on a know trade route.
Ltjg Tracy: @CSci> ::Looks over at Rommie.:: Well we are in space. If you threw a rock it could travel a long long way.
Malachi Styles: ::blushing:: Yeah... well... she kisssed me.... you know.... thanking me for my help on the mission and all, but...it was a bit more than a ...peck on the cheek.
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>::nods:: [helm] set course around the sector Tru, engage.
T L Lost: @<helm>::lays in course and engauges. Knows he'll have to be making a ton of minor course corrections with this bucket of bolts::
RomnHaas: @OPS> Is th-this some other 20th Century reference?
T L Lost: @<helm>[axo] Aye Sir.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION:: The Eagle drops out of warp in the first search area.::
Lt jg Tracy: @CSci> Its an old Earth saying. predates the 20th century.
RomnHaas: @OPS> So wh-what does it mean?
Ltjg Tracy: @CSci> Stones throw away means close by.
cmdrlancebass01 has left the room.
RomnHaas: @OPS> But l-like you said. If you throw a stone in space, it could go pretty far.
Ltjg Tracy: @CSci> Yep. the lack of gravity tends to help with that.
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>[ops] Rommie, the comment isn't meant to be taken literally.
RomnHaas: @OPS>::en;;ightenment comes to his face:: Ohhhhhh...gravity!
Ltjg Tracy: @CSci> ::Smiles for the first time.::
Ratchet: @CMO>::Has a massive headache like ehr player and so is not too talkative tonight or on this mission at the moment::
GwenivereMarqusa: Action: TH enters Spaaculan space
Ltjg Tracy: @CSci> We have entered Spaaculan space Skipper.
RomnHaas: @OPS>::Sees the position and starts monitoring Spaculaan comm traffic.::
RomnHaas: @OPS>::Chuckles at what he hears::
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>[sci] good. [helm] follow the trade routes and head towards the planet that the Chekov was at before it dissapeared.
EnsignMelody: AMO> Still it seems kinda romantic to me.
T L Lost: @<helm>[axo] Aye Captain. ::plots a course and lays in:: It shouldn't take us that long to get there Captain.
Malachi Styles: You picked that up prettyquickly off me. Did it cause any pain?
EnsignMelody: AMO> I haven't had any pain since that light creature "enlightened" me.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION:: Spacula Two comes into Josie's sesor range on an intercept course.::
EnsignMelody: @CSci> I am picking up Spacula Two Captain. She's on an intercept course
Malachi Styles: That's good. Are you picking up anymore "noise" from the crew, or have you been able to block it all out?
RomnHaas: @OPS>[AXO] And she's hailing us, Skipper
EnsignMelody: AMO> I still can't block it all out.
GwenivereMarqusa: @<axo>[ops] On screen.
Malachi Styles: Let's try some more excercises.
EnsignMelody: AMO>::Smiles:: Sure.
RomnHaas: @OPS> Aye. ::Does so::
CommoLukasFyrstk: PAUSE SIM
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