USS Eagle, NCC 9561

Sim of 050907

CommoLukasFyrstk: ATTENTION ON DECK
LtJG Josie Tracy: ::AA::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::AA::
EnsignMelody: ::AA::
CMO Ratchet: ::AA::
T L Lost: ::AA::
RomnHaas: ::AA::
Malachi Styles: ::AA::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Before we start the sim......
CommoLukasFyrstk: Dr. Melody!
EnsignMelody: Aye sir?
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::Looks to Gwen:: Commander Marqusa.  Would you kahdly explain to the Ensign what we discussed?
EnsignMelody: Am I in trouble cause if I am I didn't do it .:-)
CommoLukasFyrstk: You most certainly did do it, Ensign
GwenivereMarqusa: What we discussed?  Oh!  You mean all the extra duty shifts and work that she has to do?
CommoLukasFyrstk: Precahsely
GwenivereMarqusa: Doctor Melody, the Captain and I feel strongly that you have the ability to work harder then you currently are doing now.
GwenivereMarqusa: That is why . . . ::looks over to the Captain::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::Stone-faced::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::looks back to Melody:: We have no choice in this.
CMO Ratchet: ::posses an intense hopeful Klingon lust for blood::
EnsignMelody: Ok I'll get my toothbrush, Where do you want me to start?
GwenivereMarqusa: I think you should start with this.  ::hands something to the Captain::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::Takes the "thing"::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Ensign.  Do you realahse you have now been on this ship one year?
EnsignMelody: No I had not realized it.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Well Ah had.  And in that tahme, it seems you have made your mark.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Wrahting up your department head....
CommoLukasFyrstk: Making goo-goo eyes with mah son.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::Walks over to her::
EnsignMelody: Well he is adorable....sir.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Ah see no coice, but to promote you tot he rank of Lieutenant junior grade.
Malachi Styles: ::blushes::
EnsignMelody: ::Smiles and blushes:: Thank you sir.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::pins the new pip on her color::  Congratulations Lieutenant.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Keep up the good work
EnsignMelody: Yes sir.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::Applauds Melody::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::claps::
CMO Ratchet: Which is not writing me up mind you. ;-) Except perhaps a few good praises lassie
RomnHaas: ::applauds as well::
GwenivereMarqusa: Congratulations Lt.
LtJG Josie Tracy: :Cheers::
CMO Ratchet: ::wonders if giving goo-goo eyes to the commodore will get her promoted to Captain as she applauds:: Congratulations
Malachi Styles: ::Claps::
CommoLukasFyrstk: NOW FOR THE SIM
EnsignMelody: ::Goes back AA::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Captain's log, stardate 59507.99 (07/05/2382, 10:00 hours)

We have arrahved safely back at Starbase 32-Fahve.  The Intrepid did indeed flah in under hoer own.  There is still alot of work that needs to be done to her, but she made it back bah herself.

The Quidditch match is on for today.  Both teams will report to the starbase's holo-deck as neutral ground. The game will be simulcast on the holodeck of the Eagle as well so we do not leave the ship without any crew. Ah have faith in mah crew they will again come out trahumphant...... even without me as keeper.

 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::Smiles to himself and shuts off the recorder.::
Intrepid crew: ::The opposing team is already on the starbase holo-deck practicing.::
 EnsignMelody: ::Makes sure that the Quiditch match is on in sickbay for the injured who couldn't make it to the game. Also thanks Tuvok for the information as he leaves to join his team.::
 RomnHaas: OPS>+Quidditch Team]+  H-Haas to all team mebers.... Time to go over.
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>::Is not a little uncomfortable with the idea of seeing other Vulcans as she heads to the holodeck::
 GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>::steps off the Falcon:: +Rommie+ On my way coach.
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo> Looks like we got back just in time Tru.
 RomnHaas: OPS>+{QT]+  All members report to transporter room 1
T L Lost: <helm>::nods:: Aye.  I'd be upset if we had missed.
 LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> ::Arrives in TP room 1 wearing what looks like a cheerleaders outfit.::
 CMO Ratchet: CMO>::Actually in heading towards the transporter room 1::
 GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>::heads to transporter room 1::
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::Looks to Lt. Borek:: You have the bridge, Lt.  Ah don't anticipate any troubles.
T L Lost: <helm>::follows Gwen::
 CMO Ratchet: CMO>::Enters the transporter room::
 Borek: OOD> Aye, sir.  Wish the team luck for me.  ::The one takes the command seat.::
Malachi Styles: SCI>::Walks into sick bay loking for Melody.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::heads for transporter room 1::
 EnsignMelody: AMO>::sees Mal:: Hi Malachi. I thought you would be going to the game.
 Eckert: <beater>::heads to the transporter room::
Malachi Styles: SCI>  I'm going to stay on ship and watch from the holodeck, .... unless you are going over.
 GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>:;enters the transporter room::
RomnHaas: OPS>::Smiles as Gwen enters::
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>::smiles to Rommie.  Forgets that she's still wearing the bracelet that Chalace gave her::
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>We ready Rommie?
Vanik: <Chaser>  ::Enters the tr, looking very handsome and confident::
EnsignMelody: AMO> I was going to stay here to make sure noone needed anything
 T L Lost: <helm>::bumps into Eckert as he enters the TR::
Malachi Styles: SCI> C'mon.  Let's go watch on our holo-deck
EnsignMelody: AMO>::Smiles:: Sure. Nurse you have sickbay.
 Vanik:   ::Laughs at Lost bumping into Eckert::
CMO Ratchet: <CMO>::Enters with an eager albiet not to eager yet excited oddly mixed look::
CMO Ratchet: <CMO>::Glowers at Vanik::
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>::frowns at Vanik::
Vanik: <Chaser>[HELM]  Good thing you don't drive the ship like that, Tru.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::Shakes her head at Vanik::
T L Lost: <helm>::raises his eyebrows:: even if I did, I'd still be able to fly rings around you Vanik.
Malachi Styles: SCI>::broad smile:: That's great.
 CMO Ratchet: <CMO>::Smiles at lost, very opposite the glower she gave Vanik::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Alright boys we need to be working together as a team not bickering among outselves.
RomnHaas: OPS>[AL]  Okay team.  When we beam over, l-let's show the whole station we are the champs.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::Enters the transporter room::
EnsignMelody: AMO> ::Without thinking she take Mal hand as they walk to the holodeck.::
 GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>[co] ::smiles:: Hoping Johnson doesn't make it, eh Captain?
EnsignMelody: (takes)
Vanik: <Chaser> ::Innocent look::: WHo's bickering?
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>  Absolutely not.  Ah want to be ther in person to cheer the team on.
T L Lost: <helm>I'm just stating facts m'self.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> ::Rolls her eyes as she steps onto the transporter pad.::
Johnson: <Keeper>  ::Comes rushing in:::  Sorry I'm late
CMO Ratchet: <CMO>And the party afterwards! It should be traditional Hogwarts stuff and should annoy those Vulcans big time ^_^
Vanik: <Chaser>  ::Steps on after Ratchet::  Holier than thou, Doctor?
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Lets not keep the other team waiting.
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>::steps onto the transporter pad::
CMO Ratchet: <CMO>::Blinks confused::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::already doesn't like the Vanik guy::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION:  Gwen, Ratchet, Vanik, Lost and Josie are beamed over::
 RomnHaas: OPS>::Steps onto the transporter pad::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> & Johnson step ontot he pad::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION::  The remainder of the Quidditch team gets beamed over::
 RomnHaas: OPS>::Stepping off the base transporter pad::  Let's go people. ::Heads for the base holodeck::
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>::follows along side Rommie::
Vanik: <Chaser>::Follows Rommie::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::Follows Rommie::
CMO Ratchet: <CMO>::Moves with everyone else::
T L Lost: <beater>::catches up with Ratch::
T L Lost: Eckert><beater>:;follows the group::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::Along the corridor, station personnel come up tot he team and wish them well::
 Malachi Styles: SCI>::Enters the Eagle holodeck with Melody.  Sees the Intrepid team practicing.::
Intrepid crew: ::Some Intrepid crew members heading for the holo-deck wish the Eagle team well, also::
 CMO Ratchet: Ratchet>::Gives the Vulcans a look that says she would rather be a nude Romulan dancing the macarena on the roof of a large house under the full moon then one of them::
Malachi Styles: SCI> ::Finds the stands set for the Eagle crew.  Looks over to where Intrepid crew are filing in to sit down::
 LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> ::Notices the very dirty look on the CMO's face and wonder why all the hostility.::
T L Lost: <beater>::whispers::Ratch, knock it off
RomnHaas: OPS>::Enters the holo deck, makes his way to the pitch::
CMO Ratchet: <CMO>We got to win.
Malachi Styles: SCI> [AMO]  Look!  Here comes our crew now!
EnsignMelody: AMO> Go team.
 Intrepid crew: ::The Intrepid crew flies to one side of the pitch to wait for the start of the game::
 LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> ::Enters behind Rommie and folows him to the pitch::
GwenivereMarqusa: <Chaser>::orders up her special broom::
RomnHaas: OPS>  Okay team.  Let's make our ship proud!
CMO Ratchet: <CMO>Yes sir.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> ::Whispers to Gwen:: I didn't know we could have special brooms.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Madam Hooch>  Everyone to your brooms!
 GwenivereMarqusa: <Chaser>::smiles and winks.  Then mounts her broom and lifts off::
CMO Ratchet: <CMO>::Mounts her broom::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::mounts her broom sidesaddle and lifts off.::
Vanik: <Chaser>  ::also order up a special broom::
T L Lost: <beater>::mounts his broom and flies off for a trip round the pitch before coming to rest with the team::
Eckert: <beater>::flies off after tru::
Vanik: <Chaser>::heads around the pitch, waving to Melody sitting in the stands::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::Leaves her shoes on the edge of the pitch.::
EnsignMelody: AMO> ::Looks over to Mal.:: Who's that guy?
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::sits in the official's booth with the Intrepid CO::
 CMO Ratchet: Ratchet<Chaser>::Joins in the going around the pitch with the rest, more intent then ever on winning and putting one up on the other Vulcans::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Madam Hooch>::releases the bludgers, quaffle and the snitch::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Madam Hooch>  Let the game BEGIN!
 LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> ::Locks her senses on the Snitch as soon as its released keeping it within 120 feet of her.::
GwenivereMarqusa: <Chaser>::dives after the Quaffle::
Intrepid crew: <chaser1>  Grabs the quaffle and heads for the goal rings::
 T L Lost: <beater>::takes his club and smacks a bludger right at chaser1::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> ::but keeps her eyes on the other seeker.::
Vanik:<Chaser>::moves in to block any passes to the other Intrepid chaser::
CMO Ratchet: <CMO>::Is following after the Vulcan chap with the Quaffle intense determination on her face::
GwenivereMarqusa: <chaser>::Flies under chaser1, then streaks upward to smack the Quaffle from the Intrepid Chaser::
Intrepid crew: Beater1>:Bats a bludger right at Ratchet::
 Vanik: <Chaser>  You go Gwen!
Intrepid crew: Chaser1> ::Raises an eyebrow as he loses the quaffle::
 CMO Ratchet: <CMO>::Yeps and dives to get away from bludger::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> ::Doesn't want to end the game too quickly so she watches the Vulcan search the skys for the Snitch::
Johnson: <Keeper> ::Watches every move of the chasers::
GwenivereMarqusa: <chaser>::flies after the Quaffle, grabs a hold of it with her right hand, tucks it in tight and flies straight for the Intrepid Goal::
Intrepid crew: Tuvok-Seeker>::Flies around trying to get an eye on the snitch::
 Vanik: <Chaser>::zips down-pitch leaving himself open for a pass::
Intrepid crew: Keeper>  ::Watching with a usual Vulcan calm::
 T L Lost: Eckert><beater>::smacks a Bludger at the goal closest to the Intrepid keeper::
GwenivereMarqusa: <chaser>::throws the Quaffle hard following the Bludger::
Intrepid crew: Beater2>  :Sends a bludger at Gwen::
 CMO Ratchet: <CMO>::Flying with Gwen ready to help if the needs arises::
LtJG Josie Tracy: Csci>::Just to make things more intresting she closes in to 100 ft of the snitch but doesn't make eye contact with it.::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::Is waiting for the Vulcan to spot it before she gives chase.::
GwenivereMarqusa: <chaser>::dives down to avoid being hit::
Intrepid crew: Keeper> ::barely avoids the bludger as it soras towards him but effectively blocks the quaffle::
Intrepid crew: Chaser2>::Takes possession of the quaffle and heads up-pitch::
 CMO Ratchet: >CMO>::Chses after Vulcan with quaffle with intentions to get it::
Vanik: <Chaser>::Also has to maneuver qwuickly so the bludger that missed Gwen doesn't hit him::
T L Lost: <beater>::smacks a bludger at chaser2::
Intrepid crew: Chaser2>::prepares to pass to Chaser 3::
 CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>::does nifty move in video game kicking up holding broom with hands and kicking at quaffle from his hands::
GwenivereMarqusa: <chaser>::flies after the Chasers::
Intrepid crew: Chaser2> ::raises an eyebrow in appreciation of Rathet's move:::  Fascinating.
 CMO Ratchet: <CMO>::Catches quaffle and starts to head toward goals - the move is hard to describe in typing. ::
GwenivereMarqusa: <chaser>::grabs the freed Quaffle and does a 180 with a twist::
CMO Ratchet: <CMO>::Actually does not have Quaffle::
Vanik: <chaser>  Nice move, Commander!!
GwenivereMarqusa: <chaser>::flies straight towards the Intrepid Keeper::
T L Lost: <beater>::smacks a bludger at the chaser closest to Gwen::
Intrepid crew: Beater2> ::Sends the bludger with blinding speed towards Gwen::
 Vanik: <Chaser> ::moves in and allows the bludger to strike him instead of Gwen::
EnsignMelody: AMO> Ohh that looked like that hurt...
 GwenivereMarqusa: <chaser>::continues to fly straight at the Keeper, her eyes solely on the Vulcan in front of her::
Intrepid crew: Seeker> ::Spots the snitch on the opposite side of the pitch::
 T L Lost: <beater>::smacks a bludger at the Intrepid Seeker::
Intrepid crew: Keeper> ::Calmly tries to calculate her moves::
 GwenivereMarqusa: <chaser>::on a collision course with the keeper::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> ::Sees that the Vulcan has finaly spotted the snitch and she dives after it.::
Intrepid crew: Seeker> ::Sees the incoming bludger, but not in time to dodge it::
 GwenivereMarqusa: <chaser>::clutches the quaffle close to her::
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>::flies up under Gwen annoyed she keeps forgetting not to type her name in the process::
 CommoLukasFyrstk: PAUSE SIM

BACK

USS Eagle, NCC 9561

Sim of 050914

CommoLukasFyrstk: ATTENTION ON DECK
LtJG Josie Tracy: ::AA::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::AA::
CMO Ratchet: ::AA::
Lt JG Melody: ::AA::
T L Lost: ::AA::
RomnHaas: ::AA::
Malachi Styles: ::AA::
CommoLukasFyrstk: THE STORY OPENS:

Stardate 59508.13 (07/05/2382, 11:15 hours. The ship is on red alert and all hands are being recalled after Commander Marqusa was abducted off the holodeck of Starbase 325.

CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>:: charges out of the Turbo lift onto the bridge:: Report Lieutenant!
Lt JG Melody: ::Runs into sickbay::
 RomnHaas: OPS>::rushes out of the transporter room and to the TL::
 Malachi Styles: SCI>::Already on the bridge at the science station::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::HOps in the TL with Rommie::
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>::Enters sickbay a few minutes later still in her Quidditch robes and wearing the look one wears when someone they know has been abducted off a holodeck::
 LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>:: Something still in her hand::
 T L Lost: <helm>::moves to his helm::
Lt. Borek: OOD>::Stands and addresses the captain::  Sir!  The station tried to get a tractor lock but the ship managed to avoid it.  When we tried to lock onto it, it went under cloak and escaped.
Lt JG Melody: AMO>::Hands Ratchet a uniform:: Here you go Sir.
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> [Borek] Do we have a porjected course, or anything yet?
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> ::MOves to Science station displacing Mal to Sci 2::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::Scans for Ion Trail::
Borek: OOD> Mr. Fyrstk has been working on that sir.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::nods::  Take tactical Lt.
CMO Ratchet: CMO>::Blinks very startled:: Hey thank you. How did you get that. Brilliant. These robes . .
CMO Ratchet: . I am really not one for a healthy breeze on my privates [Reference Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - meant to be funny]
 Lt. borek: OOD>  Aye, sir. :Moves to the tactical station::
Lt JG Melody: AMO> I replicated them sir..::Doesn't get the joke haveing not read the books::
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>Great thank you. I really should keep a spare set in my office. Give me a moment ::Heads for a bathroom to get changed::
Lt JG Melody: AMO> I just asked the computer to replicate a uniform in your size.
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[HELM]  Be set, Mr. Lost as soon as scahence has something We will go after them.
T L Lost: <helm>[co] Yessir, I'm always ready.
RomnHaas: OPS>::Enters the bridge and moves to the command arena::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::Looks over what Mal was doing.:: Very good Mal.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[ALL] Okay crew.  It appears Comander Marqusa has been abducted bah a cruiser that had just come near the station.
Malachi Styles: SCI>[CSCI]  I think I have a slight trail, sir.  Can you re-check?
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Already did Mal.. I think its correct.
RomnHaas: OPS2>[CO] Captain Reinert of the Intrepid says he is suspending repairs and is powering up to assist, sir.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::Smirks at him and tosses him the little golden ball.:: Here, catch.
Malachi Styles: SCI>::Eyes wide::  You caught the snitch already?
CMO Ratchet: CMO>::Emerges a few minutes later in uniform:: Definately glad I am medical and not engineering. I do not like the mustard yellow
 Malachi Styles: SCI>  Oh!  Captain!  We have a possible course.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Yeah about point two seconds after the red alert was sounded.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[SCI]  Send coordinates to helm, Mal
Lt JG Melody: AMO> I have to say I agree with that. Yellow has never been my color.
 Malachi Styles: SCI>::Sends the coordinates::  That's awesome!  So we won!
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> We would have yes.
CMO Ratchet: CMO>::Faint smile:: And watch as fate would have it they are designing new medical uniforms in yellow
 T L Lost: <helm>::recieves the coordinates, plots course:: Ready Captain
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION:  THe coordinates point directly to the planet Carvance. (Lost should recognise the course)::
 T L Lost: <helm>[co] Wait a minute
T L Lost: <helm>[co] Holy De Je Vu
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[HELM]  Go, Mr. Lost.  Warp 7
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[HELM]  Dejavu?
T L Lost: <helm>Engaging warp 7 on direct route to Carvance
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[OPS2}  Mr Harriman?  Did you get any specs on that cruiser when it came in?
T L Lost: <helm>[co] Yessir . . . This is the course that I plotted in when Gwen and I escorted that Ambassador back to Carvance.
T L Lost: <helm>[co] He hardly left Gwen alone.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> She was kidnapped by an ambassador?
EnsHarriman: OPS2> Aye, sir.  It was about a size and a hlf of a runabout, and capable of warp 8.  It ad a impressive armament to it also, sir.
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>::Looks about sickbay:: Things seem rather in order.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[HELM]  Increase to maximum warp.  Let's get to Carvance first.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> And don't forget about the cloaking device.
T L Lost: <helm>[co] ::increases to warp 9::
EnsHarriamn: OPS2> ::a bit shepishly::  Yeah, and a cloaking device, sir.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> ::Sets the science scanners to scan for cloaked ships.::
Lt JG Melody: AMO> ::Nods in agreement::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION::  It takes the Eagle aproximately a half hour at Warp 9 to get to Carvance.  They ener Carvance space::
 Lt JG Melody: AMO> ::treats a crew member for motion sickness.::
 T L Lost has left the room.
RhianaAiden has entered the room.
T L Lost has entered the room.
RhianaAiden has left the room.
T L Lost has left the room.
 LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Sir we are entering Carvancean space
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> [HELM]  Bring us to 3/4 impulse.  Cruise into the planet orbit slow.
CMO Ratchet: CMO>::Helping with the treatment of crew comments:: So, what did you think of ::does those quote like gesture with hands: "normal" Vulcans
 T L Lost has entered the room.
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[HELM] Who exactly did you bring here?
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> If Gwen didn't like this guy before he really blew it by kidnapping her.
Malachi Styles: SCI>  I still can't believe he did it.
T L Lost: <helm> [co] Sir?
Lt JG Melody: AMO>Well it was kinda erie treating them. They didn't say much. BUt there was one nice one... His name is Tuvok.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>  Someone from this blasted planet took mah first officer. Ah want to know who?
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::Looks to Mr Lost::
T L Lost: <helm> ::looks a bit confused::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[CSCI]  Full scans of this region, Josie.  Ah don;t want a asteroid or sattelahte unturned.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::Plugs into the computer and starts scans.::
T L Lost: <helm> [co] It was The Ambassador from Carvance, Chalace, sir
RomnHaas: OPS>[HELM]  Tru, wo was it you and G-Gwen transported to this planet?
CMO Ratchet: CMO>::Blinks:: Oh? I heard he was on the crew of Voyager.
 MAX: AH Love.. Makes you do stupid crazy things..
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[OPS2}  Hail the government, Ensign.  Ah want Ambassador Chalace.
Lt JG Melody: AMO> I don't know that much but I was kinda broadcasting my thoughts and he answered my questions..
 Malachi Styles: SCI>  Love Max?
RomnHaas: OPS2>  Aye, sir. ::Hails the planet::
CMO Ratchet: CMO>He answered your thoughts? Thats rather. . . rude for a Vulcan
 MAX: ::Pops up on Mal's screen.:: Yeah Love Mal. Like you and some young little thing down in sick bay I heard..
Lt JG Melody: AMO> Well I am not in any kind of control of my powers yet. But he answered me verberly.
 CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION:  Chalace's cloaked ship ALMOST glides int orbit, but is quite surprised to see the Eagle here ahead of him.  Cuts al engine power and just drifts::
GwenivereMarqusa: Chalace>::mutters:: How'd they figure this out?! ::turns to Gwen:: don't worry m'dear.  You'll be safe with me.  They won't get you.
 CMO Ratchet: CMO>Just really surprised. Vulcans are really firm on privacy. Mind melds are very private. I dont like sharing my thoughts telepathically. Its my place my mind. My freedom. I dont let anyone in my mind
 EnsHarriman: OPS2>[CO]  The government is saying The ambassador is not in his quarters, sir.  They say he left the planet without permission.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Sir the ship just came into orbit. but they cut engines and I lost them.
GwenivereMarqusa: Gwen>::unconscious on the Ambassador's ship::
 Malachi Styles: SCI>::blushes::  You think love has to do with this?
Lt JG Melody: AMO> Sir I think you missed the part where I mentioned I was broadcasting my thoughts.
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[CSCI]  Then he must still be in the area.  Keep scanning.
MAX: Well Mr Lost said he wouldn't leave Gwen alone... SO either he had a crush on her or he wanted her for HIS Quidditch team..
RomnHaas: OPS>[OPS2}  Hail the ambassador's ship.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Yes sir. ::Contiunes to scan but also adds a scan for Gwen's life signs.::
Malachi Styles: SCI> Oh.  Yeah.... I guess so.
T L Lost: <helm>::daydreams, thinks about his latest game::
EnsHarriman: OPS2>::tries hailing the ambassador's ship.
T L Lost: <helm> [all] Excuse me sirs, but did you know that Chalce gave Gwen a bracelet?
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Sir if we send out a Tacheon Burst in the area it might disrupt the cloak long enough to spot it.
CMO Ratchet: CMO>Yeah I guess. Just never knew for a Vulcan to comment on it ::shrugs:: But then I have not been among Vulcans in a long time.
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[OPS2}  OPen a general hailing frequency, Ensign.  Give me an open channel
GwenivereMarqusa: Chalace>::stays cloaked.  Starts to panic:: They couldn't know I was here!  I'm cloacked!  The guy said I was undetectable
 EnsHarriman: OPS2>::Does so::  You're on, Captain.
CMO Ratchet: [And this is why you never trust a Romulan selling used cloaking devices no matter how little time he claims the little old lady used it]
 LtJG Josie Tracy: ((Nah it was a Frengii))
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO+[Open Freq]+  Ambassador.  This is Commodore Fyrstk of the USS Eagle.  We know you are out there and it is a matter of tahme...
GwenivereMarqusa: ((A Ferengi stole the cloak from an abandoned Romulan ship))
LtJG Josie Tracy: (( That what I was thinking))
CommoLukasFyrstk: til mah Scahence officer fahnds your ship.  Give up now and return mah officer, Ambassador.  Let's make this easy
GwenivereMarqusa: Chalace>::breaths a sigh of relief:: They don't know.  Good.  Good.  But . . . they're going to know.
 Malachi Styles: SCI>[CSCI]  How about random tachyon bursts in all directions?
GwenivereMarqusa: Chalace> should I risk flying?
 LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> A wider dispersal would cover more area.
Malachi Styles: SCI>  Would it lessen the effect of the burst though?
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Yes and I was about to say I have a general idea of what area he is in.
GwenivereMarqusa: Chalace>::fires up engines and slowly takes off away from the Eagle::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>+[Open Freq]+  If we fahnd you first, Ambassador, Ah cain GURANTEE you will not lahke the consequences.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> UNless he startes up his engines and he just did.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::Sends the coords to Helm::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[HELM] Bring us around to him, Tru.  Lt Borek.  Ready a phaser shot across his estimated bow.
GwenivereMarqusa: Chalace>Mmaybe I should just take off at max speed.
Lt Borek: TAC>  Weapons ready, Captain.
T L Lost: <helm> ::reviewing Eagle coordinates, homes in on local nav beacon::
MAX: ::Shows up as Dark Helmut from Spaceballs:: Fire a shot across her nose...
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> Fahre.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>Max shh
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION:  Lt. Borek fires phasers and the scrape the cruiser's navigational shields::
 MAX: I said across her nose not up it!!
Malachi Styles: SCI>  ::Can't help but chuckle at Max::
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>You like Quidditch?
Lt JG Melody: AMO> Can't really say I understand the game myself sir.
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>:tries not to smile, himself.::  That wil be enough commentary Max
GwenivereMarqusa: Chalace> ::cries out:: Why are they firing on me??  Obviously they don't care about Gwen . . . at least, not like me.  I would never ever dream of hurting her.  ::flees at max speed::
 LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> They have increased speed sir.
MAX: Sorry sir... I just miss the old movies...
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> [CSCI]  Keep updating helm coordintes,Lt.  Mr Lost, stay with him
T L Lost: <helm> ;:moves ship, as requested::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Aye sir.
CMO Ratchet: CMO>But it is rather excting? This being in the dark and not knowing all that is going on can be rather frustrating
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>+[Open Freq]+  Ambassador.  Ah am losing mah patience.  Ah know you cain hear me.  Shut down your engines and surrender Commander Marqusa.
GwenivereMarqusa: Chalace>+opens frequency+ I will NEVER surrender my love to anyone.  Especially not those who would risk her life by firing on her ship! ::cuts the comm::
 Lt JG Melody: AMO> I've never been into any kind of sports sir. Singing and playing music are more my, how do they say it, cup of tea.
 LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>:: Gets his exact postion from the comm signal and relays it to Helm::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[CSCI]  Ah need a good reading on that ship.  Lt. Borek as soon as she gives you one, take out it's engines.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> I have one I gave the coords to Helm. Sending them to Tac as well.
GwenivereMarqusa: Gwen>::starts to wake up, but doesn't make any noise::
CMO Ratchet: CMO>Yes well you do it really well to. I just like anything associated with Harry Potter and when your brother is Klingon being in sports and such is a requirement.
 Malachi Styles: SCI>  Can we take out it'scloak?  What about Max?
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::Smiles::  Ensign Harriman open the channel to the Ambassador again.
MAX I need permission before I can go hopping to other people's ships.
T L Lost: <helm> ::stands by to initiate tactical maneuvers::
MAX: OOO I get an away mission Captain?
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> Max.  If we get an open channel you have mah permission.  Shut down the cloak  and his engines.
MAX: ::Appears as a paratrooper.:: Ready to go sir!!
EnsHarriman: OPS2>[CO] Channel's open, sir.  He can hear us.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>+[AMB]+  Ambassador.  This is your last chance.  Ah know you love Gwen, but this is not the way to win her
GwenivereMarqusa: Chalace>What am I going to do?  I can't let them have Gwen.  But I can't let any harm come to her.
MAX:;::Leaps into the datastream and rides it to the ambassador's ship::
GwenivereMarqusa: Chalace>::looks over to his love, doesn't open the comm channel::
 EnsHarriman: OPS2> [CO] Max is aboard, Captain
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>You know what we need? A camera on the bridge to let us know what is going on ::smiles::
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> +[MAX]+  Shut down his engines first max
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::knows Chalace can hear him too.::
MAX:::Makes his way from the comm system and shuts down the engines then changes the codes.::
    ::Moves to the cloaking device controls and turns them off too then changes the codes::
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[HELM]  Full stop.  +[MAX]+  Decloak the ship, Max
T L Lost: <helm> [co] Answering, all stop.
T L Lost: <helm> ::stops the ship::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> Mr. Harriman, scan for Commander Marqusa.
GwenivereMarqusa: Chalance>::watches his sleeping beauty, not realizing what is going on to his ship::
MAX: ::Appears on Chalace's screen.:: HOW Dare you kidnap my true love... That is my woman you are eyeballing MR...
EnsHarriman: OPS2>  Scanning, sir.  .... I have her.
GwenivereMarqusa: Chalace> ::screams at teh strange voice::
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> Beam her directly to sick bay. 
MAX And I shall have her back.::Looks like a big muscle man on his screen.::
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO+[CMO] +  Fyrstk to Dr. Hamza.  Prepare for incoming, Doctor
CMO Ratchet: CMO>+[CO] Yes sir. We are ready sir
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO+[MAX]+  Don't overo it, Max.
CommoLukasFyrstk: *overdo
MAX: ;::Waves his hand as the transporter beams Gwen off the ship. Turns off Chalace's transporters too.::
 EnsHarriman: OPS2>::locks onto Gwen and has the transporter room beam her directly to sick bay::
MAX ::Mimics the ships voice.:: This ship will self distruct in ten seconds...
GwenivereMarqusa: Chalace> ::drops to his knees and cries at the loss of his soul mate::
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>+[Max]+  Set the ship's coordinates back to Carvance.  Ah think his government wants to speak with him
CMO Ratchet: CMO>::Immediatly starts to scan Gwen on arrival::
 MAX::Fades from the screen::
 GwenivereMarqusa: Gwen>::groans::
 MAX: Sir shall I set a course or are you going to tractor it?
 RomnHaas: OPS> ::heads down to sick bay::
CommoLukasFyrstk: PAUSE SIM
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USS Eagle, NCC 9561

Sim of 050921

CommoLukasFyrstk: ATTENTION ON DECK
CMO Ratchet: ::AA::
LtJG Josie Tracy: ::AA::
Lt JG Melody: ::AA::
RomnHaas: ::AA::
Malachi Styles: ::AA::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Captain's Log, Stardate 59508.44 (07/05/2382, 14:00 hours)

We have kept the ambassador's ship on sensors and have confirmed that it has indeed returned to Carvance.  Ambassador Chalace isnow in the hands of his own government. From what Ah have read about Carvance's government, he would have been in beter hands if he would have been taken in custody bah us.

We are headed back to Starbase 32-Fahve, to thank the captain of the Intrepid and fahnd out the fahnal disposition of our Quidditch match. 

CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::taps off the recorder and looks ahead to the viewscreen::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION: The Eagle is hailed by Starbase 325.
MAX: Captain... Thank you so much I haven't had that much fun in a while..
RomnHaas: OPS>::Back at his station::  Captain.  Starbase 325 is h-hailing us.
Lt JG Melody: (Josie's computer is froze)
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>That was . . . interesting. ::in Sickbay::
 Malachi Styles: SCI>::smiles broadly at Max.::
LtJG Josie Tracy has left the room.
LtJG Josie Tracy has entered the room.
 LtJG Josie Tracy: (Test)
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::Smiles.::  You're welcome, Max.  ::Says with a sigh in his voice:: Put the commodore on screen, Mr. Haas.
RomnHaas: OPS> Aye, sir. :Does so::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>  Commodore Stryker.  Always a pleasure.  We were headed back to your station now.
Lt JG Melody: AMO> ::Straights up in sickbay::
 CommoLukasFyrstk: STRYKER>:: sour faced man if you ever saw one::  Can it, Fyrstk.  You had better have been on your way back.  You really didn't think you won that match did you? You been teaching your people to cheat lust like you do.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> ::Mutters:: Would have if Gwen hadn't been kidnapped.
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>Crazy the things people do for love don't you know?
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::merely raises an eyebrow and smiles::  Whatever gets the job done, Commodore.
Lt JG Melody: AMO> Have you ever been in love Ratchet?
 CommoLukasFyrstk: STR>  That's not why I'm calling tho.  I have another assignment for you.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Str>  A surveyor ship was in the Glenna System.  They suddenly let out a call for help.  I want you to go check it out.
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>I don't thing so? ::she did not mention that she did rather like Tru Lost but she was not sure if that was love.::
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::grimaces, which was oviously visible to Stryker because he smiled.:: What was the surveyor ship's purpose in the Glenna System?
CommoLukasFyrstk: STR>  How do I know?  They filed a flight plan, we knew they were there and now they need help.  Your job is to help them.
Lt JG Melody: AMO> ::Sighs as she thinks of Mal.:: I can't wait till Mal gets older...he's so dreamy.
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> ::sighs:: Very well, Stryker.  ::the man on the screen grimaces again::  We'll get rahght on it, Eagle out.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::Mutters again:: And to think they put him in charge of a whole space station.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::Motions for Rommie to cut the transmission.::
RomnHaas: OPS>::does so, knowing how much it will tick off Commodore Stryker::
Malachi Styles: SCI>  Yeah.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Where does he get off accuseing people of cheating?
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[CSCI. SCI]  That wil be enough. He is still your superior officer.
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>::Ratchet blinked startled:: Mal? You mean the Commodore's son? He's okay. He likes to play games. Reminds me of this Romulan kid I know though less on the sugar high.
 Malachi Styles: SCI> Aye, sir.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Yes sir.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>:Looks tot he helm officer::  Mr. Vanik.  Set course for the Glena System, Warp 8.
Lt JG Melody: AMO> Yes that Mal. He's so sweet and thoughtful.
Vanik: Helm>  Aye, sir.  Warp 8.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> Engage.
CMO Ratchet: CMO>He umm . . he is? I don't really know him much. I suppose.
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[CSCI]  Lt. tracy.  Fahnd out what we have on the Glenna System.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Yes sir. :: Starts to check the computer for info on the Glenna system.::
CMO Ratchet: CMO>Mind you hes related to some Admiral and if we go by Starfleet law and all that well all Admirals are tyrants. Every Captain likes to avoid them. Except Janeway of course.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO+[CMO]+  Fyrstk to Dr. Hamza.
Lt JG Melody: AMO> I really don't care who he's related to. I like him anyway.
 LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>Hmm
CMO Ratchet: CMO>Yes well I mean his relations dont affect him. Just warning you in case you need to meet the family ::smiles::
Lt JG Melody: AMO> You have a call Doc
 LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Sir I have the information you requested. Glenna is a single star system with three planets. Other then that we don't much else.
CMO Ratchet: CMO>+[CO+Yes sir?
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> +[CMO]+ Doctor, we are going to assist a surveyor ship.  Ah do not yet know the nature of their distress so have your medical teams standing bah.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> The star is Sol class
CMO Ratchet: CMO>+[CO] Yes sir.
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> [CSCI]  Thank you, Lt.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[OPS]  See if you can raise the surveyor ship, Rommie.
CMO Ratchet: CMO>Let us get things all set up lassie then we can debate the relative merits of Admirals and other higher ups. I hear Ambassadors are really aweful. . . ::smiles::
 RomnHaas: OPS>::tries to hail the surveyor ship.::
CMO Ratchet: CMO>You get the teams called. I'll get the supplies all set up? That sound good to you?
 RomnHaas: OPS>  I have them s-sir.  Sporadic signal.
Lt JG Melody: AMO> Yes sir.
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> Onscreen.
CMO Ratchet: CMO>::clapping her hands together:: Brilliant.
Lt JG Melody: AMO> ::Calls the medical team together.::
 RomnHaas: OPS>::Puts the image onscreen.  The image fades in and out as if they were having trouble maintaining the signal::
CMO Ratchet: CMO>::Starts to set up and prepare medical equipment::
CMO Ratchet: CMO>::hums a bagpipe tune to herself as she works::
 LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::Use LRS to scan the area::
RomnHaas: SurvShip> Eagle, this is..... were attacked the moment w .... orbit.  Computers onb......... ywire.  Cannot maintain orb....... lease hurry!
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> [OPS]  Is that the best you can do with the signal?
RomnHaas: OPS>  Trying to tighten the beam, sir.
RomnHaas: SurvShip>  Eagle.  I r..eat.  We are coing down.  A com .... irus.  Infected our syst..... we've lost all functions.
CMO Ratchet: CMO>::counting out supplies and making a mental list:: Hey lassie make sure you include Nurse Flametail. She is on call and told me two days ago she was eager for some excitement!
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>  Did he say a computer virus?
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION>  The surveyor ship comes onto LRS.  Just before it enters the planet's atmosphere.::
 Lt JG Melody: AMO> ::Wonder why the CMO is refering to her as lassie.:: Yes sir. ::Makes sure that Nurse Flametail is present::
 LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Sir they are falling into the atmosphere.
RomnHaas: OPS>  That's wh-what I believe I heard, sir.
MAX: IT wasn't me... I didn't do it..
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> [OPS]  Prepare a tractor the moment we enter their orbit.  Mr. Vanik.  Get us in orbit as quickly as possible!
Malachi Styles: SCI>  Max, how good are you with viruses?
RomnHaas: OPS> Aye, sir.
MAX: ::Turns in to Rocky:: I eat em for breakfast...
Vanik: Helm>  Aye, sir.
CMO Ratchet: CMO>Excellent. Really excellent. You know on most ships this size you only have one doctor but given the amount of excitment the Eagle sees its a good thing you are here.
Lt JG Melody: AMO> Thank you sir. I'm glad to be here.
 Vanik: Helm>:: brings the ship out of warp just before entering the planetary system, glides into orbit at full impulse, cutting engines and gliding quickly into orbit.::
RomnHaas: OPS>::hits the tractor beam and tries to latch onto the SS::
MAX ::Turns into Popeye:: I'll murderize them.. Cause I'm strong to the finish...
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> [CSCI]  Scan for lifeforms on that ship.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Scanning. ::Scans the ship::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION::  The Eagle's tractors catch the surveyor ship..... then suddenly shut off::
MAX: ::Scans the system for viruses::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION:: Josie's scans catch 15 life forms on the surveyor ship""
 LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Sir I am picking up fifteen lifeforms on the ship.
CMO Ratchet: CMO>Enjoy it while it lasts ::smiles:: Pretty soon you'll be a CMO on a ship of your own.
 RomnHaas: OPS>  What the..... :: tries to reactivate the beam::
Lt JG Melody: AMO>::Smirks:: Not if I don't except the permotion.
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>  Rommie?  You have that ship?
RomnHaas: OPS>  I did, sir, b-but the tractor beam sh-shut down and I can't reactivate it!
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[CSCI[  Give the readings to the transporter room.  Get those people off that ship.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Yes sir.:: dose so::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION::  A dark face comes on the main viewscreen::  MUHAHAHA.... I got them, now I got you!!!!
 LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> +TR1+ Here are the locations of the life signs beam them off now!!
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>::smiles:: I really must be feeding you to well here. Probably explains why we get so many patients in here too.
 CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> ::Looks at the screen::  What the frak is that?
MAX: ::Continues to scan for viruses. Looks for any program that doesn't belong::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION::  Consoles all over the bridge start to flicker on and off...  On Josie's screen, an fist comes n and punches Max hard.:::
MAX: Oh Wise guy... COme in here and try that!!
CommoLukasFyrstk: VOICE> I am Icon.  And I am going to destroy your ship.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON> ::Does so again, hitting max hard into the next console::
MAX: ::Send his most powerful anti program at Icon::
CMO Ratchet: [brb]
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON>:: falls back a moment then comes back twice as strong at Max.::
MAX: Come on out Icon. Or don't you think you can win a fair fight?
RomnHaas: OPS+[CMO]+  Doctor, w-we have the evacuees in transporter room 2.
MAX ::Quickly changes into a KNight with a shield and block the incomming attack::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON> I will admit, finding you in here was a surprise, but I will defeat you nonetheless.
CMO Ratchet: [back]
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON>  I will pick you apart code line by code line
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO+[OPS]On it Rommie.
 MAX: Oh Yeah!! Come and get some
Malachi Styles: SCI>::tries rerouting program to help Max.::
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>We got work to do. ::snatches up a kit, gestures for teams and Melody to come with her as she heads for the door::
 LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> ::Tries to isolate Icon::
Lt JG Melody: AMO> ::Med team follows::
 CommoLukasFyrstk: Icon> ::Now on the main viewscreen again, points at Mal's console and the console explodes.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON>  I did not like that, HUman pest.
MAX:::Gets up on the screen with Icon and Tackles him::
Malachi Styles: SCI>::Get thrown back onto the deck,::
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>::Enters a turbo lift and orders TR 2::
 LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>So you will like this even less:: Does what Mal was doing only twice as fast::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON>  What the..... ::Seems to energize himself, and Max seems to come completely apart and disappear.::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>MAX!!!
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON> :: actually looks as if he is in pain, at what Josie did.  His image starts to fade but then comes back as strong as ever::
Malachi Styles: SCI>::gets up off the floor:: Max!!!
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>LLenters TR 2:: Okay you take the ones on the left, take a team with you and I will take the ones on the right and a team with me. If you need help you know where I am. Lets get to it. Get everyone stable
CMO Ratchet: and into sickbay.
 LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::Narrows her eyes.:: I don't know what you did to Max but I am going to get you.:: Downloads Icon into her head and unplugs from the computer system::
RomnHaas: OPS>:: Taps in a command::  I think I got him, Josie.
Lt JG Melody: AMO> Yes sir.::Does so::
 CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON> :: laughs and really starts mesing with Josie's head, plus his image remains on the main viewer.::
LtJG Josie Tracy: ::Runs the same program she did on;y at the speed of thought::That that!!
LtJG Josie Tracy: Csci>
Malachi Styles: SCI>  ::Looks at Josie, eyes wide::  What is happening to you???
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::Grits her teeth:: I've got him right where I want him.:: Purges him from her system::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON> ~ Mmmmmm such interesting brain waves.  I could short-circuit your life easily....girl.!!
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON> :::Laughs louder on the main viewer.:: Now.  This ship will fall like the last one did.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::Puts Icon into the same data loop that had Max trapped and gets Icon out of her head::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> Icon?  Whah?  Whah are you doing this to mah ship?
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>::Works on stabilizing her pateints::
Lt JG Melody: AMO> ::Works on her patents::
 CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON>  Because you have come to my planet.  And no one may come to my planet!
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>  Whah, Ahcon?
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> A warning beacon would be suffencent
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON>  Because of the great treasure here.  None may have it.
I have destroyed many who have dared come near. and grown stronger with each encounter.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> Ahcon?  We don't want your treasure.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION:  Icon shuts down the engines and the ship starts to lose orbit.::
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Sim of 050928

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