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10:07:35 | USFRuariMcKee: | ++++++ATTENTION ON DECK AND FLOOR TOO++++++++ | |
10:07:37 | DrSolik: | ::AA:: | |
10:07:39 | LtCmdrSTrent: | *@A* | |
10:07:40 | MrDolon: | ::AA:: | |
10:07:42 | USFRylanJHirsch: | (grabs a sharpie and heads towards Dolon) | |
10:07:42 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | ::AA:: | |
10:07:44 | NadjaDeChevalier: | ::AA:: | |
10:07:48 | MalachiStyles: | ::AA:: | |
10:07:49 | Dr Daisy Compton: | ::AA:: | |
10:07:50 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::AA:: | |
10:07:54 | RomnHaas: | ::AA:: | |
10:07:56 | MoonshadowsToNEN: | ::AA:: ::^-^:: | |
10:08:15 | USFRylanJHirsch: | GOOD EVENING ONE AND ALL, I HOPE THAT YOU HAVE HAD A GOOD WEEKEND, AND THAT YOUR WEEK IS TREATING YOU FAIRLY SO FAR. | |
10:09:04 | USFRylanJHirsch: | SO WE START OFF WHERE WE LEFT OFF LAST WEEK ONE MINUTE AFTER THE NIGALA STARTING FIRING ON THE FOUR STARSHIPS, USS EAGLE, TRIESTE, NOSFERATU, AND MAVERICK | |
10:10:43 | USFRylanJHirsch: | COMMODORE FYRSTK HAS ORDERED THE NOSFERATU TO JAM COMMUNICATIONS BETWEEN THE STATION AND THE PLANET. | |
10:11:53 | USFRylanJHirsch: | FYRSTK AND TRENT HAVE ALSO HAD COMMUNCIATIONS AND ARE PLANNING A RETALIATION AGAINST THE STATION SINCE TRENT KNOWS HER WEAK SPOTS. | |
10:13:05 | USFRylanJHirsch: | MEANWHILE BACK AT THE RANCH, HIRSCH IS IN A FIRE FIGHT TO GET TO OPERATIONS WITH A FEW MEMBERS OF THE CREW (NPC'S) | |
10:13:31 | USFRylanJHirsch: | AND COMMANDER MCKEE HAS BEEN KICKIN BUTT AND TAKIN NAMES OF HER OWN ON HER WAY TO HELP SETTLE SOME SCORES. | |
10:13:39 | USFRylanJHirsch: | OKAY... NOW ARE THERE ANY QUESTIONS? | |
10:13:58 | Dr Daisy Compton: | none here sir | |
10:13:59 | MalachiStyles: | No, sir | |
10:14:06 | DrSolik: | None | |
10:14:06 | MhiatrRrhiol: | Dhat, rekkhai. | |
10:14:11 | NadjaDeChevalier: | Nope | |
10:14:19 | RomnHaas: | Nope | |
10:14:22 | MoonshadowsToNEN: | SIr no SIRS! ::Whacks tail on deck:: | |
10:14:31 | MrDolon: | Nothing up my sleeve. | |
10:14:45 | LtCmdrSTrent: | *looks over at MoonshadowsToNEN, and chuckles* I wish I had one of those.. | |
10:14:54 | USFRylanJHirsch: | OH AND NADJA HAS GONE INTO XENA WARRIOR PRINCESS MODE IF THERE IS NOTHING ELSE. | |
10:15:03 | USFRylanJHirsch: | ~~LOCK N'LOAD~~ (LITERALLY) | |
10:15:12 | NadjaDeChevalier: | (excuse me?) | |
10:15:28 | MrDolon: | (Shes currently bothering me... >.>-) | |
10:15:29 | NadjaDeChevalier: | ::still in he arboretum with Dolon:: | |
10:15:34 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | ((Haas and Moonshadows, you will use N: before your comments)) | |
10:15:43 | USFRylanJHirsch: | AXN> PHASER AND PHOTON TORPEDOS STREAK THROUGH SPACE AS THEY HEAD TOWARDS THEIR TARGETS EAGLE, TIESTE AND NOSFERATU. | |
10:16:10 | MrDolon: | ::turns back to the greenery:: Go back to the bar and stay there. I've got work to do. | |
10:16:18 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::READJUSTS HER EXPLOSIVES AS SHE MAKES HER WAY TO OPS. READING MINDS AS SHE GETS CLOSER TO KNOW WHO IS AHEAD OR AROUND HER:: | |
10:16:22 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | E: ::Eagle easily evades the incoming weapons fire:: | |
10:16:27 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T:+Fyrstk+ Commodore, sending target data to you, get the photon launchers first... we're working on disabling her weapon systems *sending the data, then seeing the incoming fire* | |
10:16:28 | NadjaDeChevalier: | But I want to help. | |
10:16:52 | MrDolon: | Theres no way you can help me, you wanna help? Help yourself and go hide. | |
10:16:57 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: Helm, evade | |
10:17:04 | MoonshadowsToNEN: | N: ::Eagle TAC> ::SHe runs her claws in and out... wanting to take the Tac Arch, but not her ship:: | |
10:17:09 | NadjaDeChevalier: | ::getting mad, pouts:: NO! | |
10:17:14 | Dr Daisy Compton: | T: a tall dark haired woman of about 40 in Medical blue approaches Trent she speaks with a soft southern accent:: Trent> Commander, I'm Dr.Compton CMO from the Eagle just letting you know I'm aboard. I'll do my best to stay out of your way unless needed sir. | |
10:17:19 | NadjaDeChevalier: | ::stomps off toward the exit:: | |
10:17:29 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | E: +Trieste+ Data received. ::turns to his tactical officer:: Fire on those coordinates. | |
10:17:32 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::TRIES TO REMEMBER WHERE THINGS ARE LOCATED, AND HAVING TO GUESS WHERE THE LEADER IS LOCATED ON THE BRIDGE:: | |
10:17:44 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::to Solik:: What's our part in this? | |
10:17:57 | MhiatrRrhiol: | (oops What is our part in this?) | |
10:18:00 | MalachiStyles: | ::drop kicks a guard in Engineering:: | |
10:18:29 | MhiatrRrhiol: | Take down the guards? ::nods:: Ok then. | |
10:18:30 | MrDolon: | Stubborn bi... I dont have time for this. ::walks back into the greenery and teleports to his bar:: | |
10:18:31 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: *nodding to Dr Compton* Glad to have you here, Doctor, you're welcome to stay up here, unless we have casualties... *looking at Tactical* Target the phaser arrays | |
10:18:42 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::SHE ONLY HOPED SOME OF THE OTHERS WOULD THINK WHERE HE WAS SO SHE KNEW WHERE TO PLACE THEM, SHE ONLY HAD ONE CHANCE:: | |
10:18:42 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::is eager to do something:: | |
10:18:50 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: *T Tactical* Targeting phaser arrays... firing | |
10:19:09 | MoonshadowsToNEN: | N: > How can I help, sir? | |
10:19:11 | RomnHaas: | N: ::sets up the blockade of the planet:: Moon, if anything comes near the station, fire a warning shot to back them off. | |
10:19:16 | MrDolon: | ::walks out to the counter to find ROB-E:: I dont see us getting the Nigalans into the aurboreum anytime soon. | |
10:19:21 | NadjaDeChevalier: | ::glances back and sees Dolon disappear, stops and looks around the arboretum:: | |
10:19:29 | MoonshadowsToNEN: | N:Aye Commander! | |
10:19:47 | Dr Daisy Compton: | T: :;takes a seat at the science station:: I hope we come thru unscathed....:;makes the sign of the cross:: | |
10:19:50 | USFRylanJHirsch: | AXN> FROM THE PLANET COMES THREE NIGALAN SHIPS NOT MUCH MORE THAN SCOUT VESSELS BUT ENOUGH TO CAUSE SOME TROUBLE TO THE NOSFERATU | |
10:19:51 | NadjaDeChevalier: | ::looks up at the ceiling and wonders what exactly would happen if she made a little fire:: | |
10:20:08 | USFRuariMcKee: | :::HOPES TRENT FORGIVES HER FOR THE DAMAGE SHE IS ABOUT TO INCUR TO OPS:: | |
10:20:23 | LtCmdrSTrent: | (lol) | |
10:20:44 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::doesn't wait for Solik's ok, just walks over by the guards and passes them by:: | |
10:20:46 | MoonshadowsToNEN: | N: Incoming ships, on vector from planet surface... contacts: three! Light ships... scout class! | |
10:20:50 | MalachiStyles: | ::other engineers take the hint and start fighting the guards in engineering;: | |
10:21:04 | DrSolik: | left the room. | |
10:21:17 | MrDolon: | I need to find Hirsch and see what he wants to do next, this is getting out of hand. | |
10:21:26 | RomnHaas: | N: Fire across their bows, Moon. We got one powerful little ship here. | |
10:21:38 | DrSolik: | entered the room. | |
10:21:52 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::messes around in a drawer, loudly:: | |
10:21:56 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: Helm, approach the station from under her. *hearing the tactical report from the fleet* Computer, run subroutine Trent-10, disable her weapon systems *sighing* I don't want to have to put her back together again | |
10:22:14 | MoonshadowsToNEN: | N:> Target selected... charged phasers, narrow beam... firing sir! ::Lamebnt lances of energy streak outward:: | |
10:22:17 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: +Eagle+ Commodore, sending new target information | |
10:22:33 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | E: ::Eagle makes a pass, firing phasers coming up from underneath:: | |
10:22:40 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::clattering some PADDs and other instruments on the floor:: | |
10:23:10 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | E: +Treieste+ Targets re`ceived, Commander. Keep 'em coming. | |
10:23:19 | DrSolik: | ::exiting his office:: Subcommander, if you continue to make such noise, the guards are sure to notice. ::heads over to the hypo cabinet:: | |
10:23:33 | MrDolon: | ::dolon presses the button underneath his counter 3 times in a row, as he does this, the wall behind him opens up and reviels several bladed weapons and very few phasers:: | |
10:23:44 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: *Trieste comes up from below the station, surgically removing various weapon platforms* +Eagle+ I can't shut down her weapon systems, we're just going to have to destroy them... | |
10:23:50 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | M: :: the Meverick under the command of Commander Marqusa, follows suit with the Eagle:: | |
10:23:54 | MhiatrRrhiol: | Guard> ::moves over to Mhia:: What are you doing? Stop making a mess, get back to work:: | |
10:24:04 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: *Trieste tactical sends targeting data to the fleet* | |
10:24:25 | MhiatrRrhiol: | Guards> ::suddenly notice that station is shaking, looking around:: | |
10:24:32 | MoonshadowsToNEN: | N: She fires as targets pop up on her sighting screen... recharging phaser accumulators and firing again:: | |
10:24:35 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | E: +Trieste+ Any danger of hitting crew in those spots, Commander? | |
10:24:35 | MrDolon: | I think I'd go with the Gutter. ::he grabs a weapon and walks out of his bar, the wall closing behind him:: | |
10:24:36 | USFRylanJHirsch: | AXN> THE NIGALA RETALIATES BY FIRING A FULL SPREAD OF TORPEDOS AT THE TRIESTE CAUSING HER SHIELDS TO BUCKLE | |
10:24:47 | DrSolik: | ::appears to be replenishing several hypos and waits for the guards to go back outside the door:: | |
10:24:55 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::grins, then in Romulan:: | |
10:25:02 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: *shakes, and looks at Tactical* Report! | |
10:25:06 | USFRylanJHirsch: | AXN> THE THREE SCOUT VESSELS SPILT AND RECONVERGE ON THE NOSFERATUR FIRING THEIR PHASERS AT THE DEFIANT CLASS VESSEL. | |
10:25:15 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::jumps one of the guards, delivering a powerful kick to his midsection:: | |
10:25:16 | MoonshadowsToNEN: | N: SIr! Heavy damage to sheilds... down to 23% | |
10:25:16 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::MOVES IN AS THE STATION SHAKES AROUND HER, PLANTING WHERE SHE HOPES THE SHIELDS ARE CONTROLLED AND BECAUSE OF THE IMPORTANCE OF THAT THEIR LEADER WILL BE THERE:: | |
10:25:31 | Dr Daisy Compton: | T: ::grips the edge of her chair as the shio is buffetted by the blast:: | |
10:25:31 | MhiatrRrhiol: | (oops, too late Solik) | |
10:25:34 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: Tac Officer> Shields buckling, Commander, we just took a full spread... *rotating shield strengths* | |
10:25:55 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::SAVES ONE SMALL ONE FOR THE MAIN DOOR TO OPS TO GET IN ONCE THE OTHERS GOES:: | |
10:26:08 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::quickly moves out of reach, then finds another angle of attack, as the second guard come at her from the rear:: | |
10:26:11 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: Keep firing, *looking at Dr Compton*, I think you're going to have business... Sickbay is on deck 6... | |
10:26:15 | USFRylanJHirsch: | THE REMAINING PHASERS FIRE AT THE EAGLE AND THE MAVERICK WEAKENING THEIR SHIELDS IN TEH PROCESS | |
10:26:21 | DrSolik: | ::looks to Mhia, curious about her action:: Indeed. | |
10:26:22 | RomnHaas: | N: :: Feels the ship shudder. Taps in a command on the console:: Helm three two nine, execute. | |
10:26:26 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::PLANTS AND MOVES TO A SAFE DISTANCE TO TRIGGER THEM REMOTELY:: | |
10:26:41 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::PRESSES THE BUTTON:: | |
10:26:42 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ||
10:26:46 | DrSolik: | Guard 3 > ::rushes into the infirmary, hearing Mhia yell:: | |
10:26:50 | MoonshadowsToNEN: | N: Target.... selected... narrow beam high power... fired sir! | |
10:27:02 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: +Eagle+ Commodore, we're losing shields. *shakes again as the ship is hit again* | |
10:27:04 | DrSolik: | ::quickly draws a phaser from inside the cabinet and fires at Guard 3:: | |
10:27:04 | USFRuariMcKee: | ACTION: BOOOMMMMMM!!!! BBBBBOOOOOOMMMMM!!! | |
10:27:09 | MalachiStyles: | ::Continues fighting the guards:: | |
10:27:19 | USFRylanJHirsch: | AXN> RYLAN CONTINUES THE FIRE FIGHT OUTSIDE THE TL LEADING TO OPERATIONS... A FEW OF THE STARFLEET CREW MEMBERS GO DOWN, AND SUDDENLY HIS SON JR IS WITH HIS DAD FIRING AT THE NIGALAN'S | |
10:27:22 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::has her hands full now, as the second guard grabs her from behind, she kicks the first one in the chest and sends him into the wall:: | |
10:27:26 | USFRylanJHirsch: | i TOLD YOU TO STAY PUT. | |
10:27:30 | USFRylanJHirsch: | JR> YOU NEEDED HELP! | |
10:27:33 | USFRylanJHirsch: | i NEED YOU SAFE | |
10:27:36 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::DUCKS AS THE DEBRIS COMES HER WAY BUT QUICKLY GETS OUT OF THE WAY TO GET INTO OPS:: | |
10:27:39 | USFRylanJHirsch: | JR> THEN DON'T MISS! | |
10:27:39 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: Helm, get us out of range of those torpedoes, reapproach at an oblique angle | |
10:27:58 | DrSolik: | Guard 3 > ::doesn't have time to react and falls to the floor:: | |
10:28:01 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: T Helm> Aye, Commander. | |
10:28:11 | NadjaDeChevalier: | ::gathers sticks and leaves and all sorts of thing, pulls an old time match from between her bossom:: Aha! | |
10:28:12 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | E: :: Looks at the shield strength:: Mr. Vanik, course 183, Merk 2. | |
10:28:15 | USFRylanJHirsch: | AXN> THE DOOR TO THE TL BURST OPEN TAKING OUT THE NIGALAN'S IN FRONT OF IT. | |
10:28:15 | USFRuariMcKee: | ACTION: THE SHIELDS AROUND OPS ARE DOWN | |
10:28:25 | USFRuariMcKee: | ACTION: THE DOOR TO OPS IS BLOWN | |
10:28:37 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: Tactical, as soon as we're back into range, lock onto the photon launchers, and ... remove them. | |
10:28:41 | MrDolon: | ::after asking several civilians one pointed towards operations as his last known direction:: | |
10:28:46 | NadjaDeChevalier: | ::strikes the match and lights the pile of combustibles:: | |
10:28:55 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: T Tac> *sets up the firing program* Aye Sir | |
10:28:56 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::RUSHES IN, USING THE SMOKE AS A SHIELD SO NOT TO BE SEEN, THANKFUL THAT SHE IS SMALL:: | |
10:29:00 | MalachiStyles: | E: Banning> Nosferatus is taking fire from three ships, Commodore. | |
10:29:01 | Dr Daisy Compton: | T: ::appreciaties the skill of the crew aboard the Trieste as they evade and attack:: | |
10:29:13 | DrSolik: | ::smirks and grabs his hypos, stocking his belt and holsters his phaser:: Subcommander, I do believe our presence in here is no longer necessary, unless you would prefer to continue.... playing with them. | |
10:29:14 | USFRylanJHirsch: | AXN> THE COMBUSTABLES GO UP RATHER QUICKLY IN A BLAZE | |
10:29:14 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::grunts, trying to get out of the second guard's grip, the first one is starting to recover:: | |
10:29:36 | DrSolik: | ((whoops, missed that he had you)) | |
10:29:41 | MhiatrRrhiol: | Playing? ::looks at Solik incredulously:: | |
10:29:44 | MoonshadowsToNEN: | N: Sir... locked on to shield generator pod... firing! | |
10:29:52 | USFRuariMcKee: | :::SEES WHERE THE EXPLOSION HIT THE COM PANEL AND SEES A LARGE CHUNK MISSIONG, NOTES ITS LAYING ON TOP OF THE LEADER:: | |
10:30:08 | MoonshadowsToNEN: | N:>Shifting targets... firing at designated points sir! | |
10:30:09 | MrDolon: | ::goes into a corner and begins focusing on the energy being released near operations, trying to locate Hirsch:: | |
10:30:13 | RomnHaas: N: | ::Nods:: Helm, course 223 mark4 | |
10:30:18 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::swiftly bend over forward and heaves the heavy Nigalan over her back and throws him to the floor in front of Solik's feet:: | |
10:30:21 | DrSolik: | ::uses one of the hypos on the first guard to knock him out and approaches the guard holding Mhia to help her free:: | |
10:30:28 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: +Eagle+ Trieste reapproaching, targeting photon launchers | |
10:30:39 | MhiatrRrhiol: | Do I look like I am playing, Maenek? | |
10:30:53 | USFRylanJHirsch: | AXN> NIGALAN'S SEE MCKEE AND FIRE AT HER. | |
10:31:02 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | E: +Trieste+ We're comin; in behahnd you, Commander. | |
10:31:13 | NadjaDeChevalier: | ::kindles the fire, until it's nice and big, adding more shrug and sticks so that it'll smoke really nice, too:: | |
10:31:23 | DrSolik: | Indeed not, but we must hurry. ::turns to head out:: | |
10:31:28 | NadjaDeChevalier: | (shrub*) | |
10:31:30 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: +Eagle+ Aye, transmitting the new targeting data | |
10:31:48 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::rushes after Solik:: Where are we going? | |
10:32:01 | USFRylanJHirsch: | AXN> HIRSCH AND THE OTHERS RUSH TO DOORS AND BEGIN RETURN FIRE WITH MCKEE | |
10:32:10 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | M: ::Breaks off and heads out to take out one of the three ships attacking Nos:: | |
10:32:14 | USFRuariMcKee: | left the room. | |
10:32:27 | USFRuariMcKee: | entered the room. | |
10:32:41 | DrSolik: | To assist. The more Nigalans we incapacitate, the better chance we have of taking back the station. We are at a point where they can no longer threaten us from our insubordination. | |
10:32:58 | RomnHaas: | N: ::The ship continues to rock and rattle while under fire:: | |
10:33:15 | MrDolon: | ~Think I got him...~ ::-Dolon teleports several feet behind Hirsch facing the wrong direction:: Err. | |
10:33:18 | DrSolik: | ::peeks out of the infirmary doors to make sure no Nigalans can see them:: | |
10:33:28 | MhiatrRrhiol: | Daie, Maenek. | |
10:33:38 | USFRylanJHirsch: | ::GRABS DOLON AND PULLS HIM FORWARD AND BEHIND:: | |
10:33:43 | USFRylanJHirsch: | ::FIRES PHASER RIFLE:: | |
10:33:48 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::CREEPS OVER CLOSER TO THE LEADER, KNOWING HE ISN'T NIGALIEAN BUT WONDERS WHAT HE IS:: | |
10:33:50 | USFRylanJHirsch: | JR> KINDA LATE | |
10:33:51 | DrSolik: | It appears they have left this section less guarded, giving us an advantage. | |
10:33:56 | MrDolon: | Watch the clothing. | |
10:33:56 | USFRylanJHirsch: | JR> ::TO DOLON:: | |
10:34:06 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | E: ::fires on the new targeting coordinates then quickly gets out of harm's way:: | |
10:34:17 | NadjaDeChevalier: | ::extends the fire by spreading burning branches to other places, not realizing she's getting close to the canister of explosives:: | |
10:34:28 | MrDolon: | Late? what does that matter anymore? Beside, that wench kept me held up in the aurboretum. | |
10:34:31 | MoonshadowsToNEN: | N: ::An untranslatable growling noise comes from deep in her throat... followed by a yowling and more phaser fire:: | |
10:34:35 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::GETS WITH IN A FEW FEET, STILL DODGING WEAPON FIRE:: | |
10:34:40 | DrSolik: | ::heads out, drawing his phaser and proceeds slowly:: | |
10:34:42 | USFRylanJHirsch: | AXN> THE PRESIDENT MELTS INTO A PUDDLE OF GOO AND BOTH ENDS OF GOO COME TOGETHER AGAIN WHOLE. | |
10:34:52 | MalachiStyles: | ::Gets knocked to the deck by the guard, but another engineer jumps on the guard:: | |
10:35:11 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::has no phaser since Hirsch doesn't trust her with one, but follows anyways, she's got other weapons, looks at her hands:: | |
10:35:26 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::GASPS, NOW KNOWING WHY SHE COULDN'T READ HIM, GLANCES AROUND HER TO SEE IF OTHERS NOTICED AS WELL:: | |
10:35:36 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: Tactical, target upper pylon 3, precision phaser strike only on the doors. *sighing slightly* | |
10:35:36 | NadjaDeChevalier: | (uh oh, we have a goo person) | |
10:35:38 | MrDolon: | Did I just see that? | |
10:35:56 | LtCmdrSTrent: T: | T Tac> *looking at Trent almost stunned* Did I hear you right, Commander? | |
10:36:07 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | M: ::Fires on one of the small shps taking it out with one shot:: | |
10:36:10 | DrSolik: | :: 4 guards are running down the promenade towards Solik and Mhia and stop when they see them, taking cover from which to fire:: | |
10:36:16 | NadjaDeChevalier: | ::spreads fire more and more, her face black from soot, she's sweating, wiping her brow, begins to realize the smoke is making it hard to see:: | |
10:36:20 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: *nodding slowly* Yes Lieutenant, you did, fire. *sighing, knowing the damage this is going to cause..* | |
10:36:27 | NadjaDeChevalier: | Now, where was that excit..... | |
10:36:33 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: T Tac> *presses the control* Firing phasers | |
10:36:48 | DrSolik: | ::dodges the fire and ducks, attempting to return fire:: | |
10:36:49 | USFRylanJHirsch: | AXN> THE CANNISTERS IN THE ABORETUM GET HOT AND BLOW THEIR TOPS RELEASING THEIR ANETHIZINE GAS | |
10:37:16 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::ducks behind Solik, looking around for another way to get to those men, wishes she had a weapon!:: | |
10:37:19 | Dr Daisy Compton: | T: ::thinks that Trent is going to have one big "patient" for his type of "healing" after this battle is done:: | |
10:37:26 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | E: :: Coming in with Trieste, again:: Fahre on the pahlon, rahght behahnd them! | |
10:37:28 | DrSolik: | Guard 1 > Give it up! We have you outnumbered! | |
10:37:35 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: *watches the phaser strike the docking platform doors, explode as they're unprotected, air escaping, a couple of Nigalans being ejected into space* | |
10:37:44 | NadjaDeChevalier: | (Oh, it was gas, oops, not explosives, my bad) | |
10:38:01 | MrDolon: | I need orders Commodore, this is your dance. | |
10:38:03 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::PULLS OUT HER WEAPON AND AIMS IT AT THE GOO :: | |
10:38:04 | DrSolik: | ::ignores the Nigalan and fires back:: | |
10:38:09 | NadjaDeChevalier: | ::is disoriented, looking around, suddenly feels very woozy in the head:: | |
10:38:16 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::sEES IT GOING BACK INTO SHAPE:: | |
10:38:20 | MrDolon: | The cannisters are set in the aurboretum. | |
10:38:34 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: *watching where Eagle is firing* +Eagle+ Commodore, the entire pylon is plated in neutronium, only the doors aren't... I regret the loss of life, but... fire on the doors... | |
10:38:35 | MoonshadowsToNEN: | N: ::Fires again... has a momentary worry about having little in the way of shields... whacks her tail on the deck and fires again:: | |
10:38:42 | USFRylanJHirsch: | GET THE TRANSPORTERS BEAM ANYTHING NIGALAN INTO THE ARBORETUM. | |
10:38:54 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::rushes back in the corridor and around the other side, trying to get behind the Nigalans:: | |
10:39:01 | USFRylanJHirsch: | AXN> THE NIGALA STATION ROCKS AS THE HITS FROM THE STARSHIPS MAKE AN IMPACT | |
10:39:04 | MalachiStyles: | ::finds a discarded phaser rifle, picks it up and starts taking out guards:: | |
10:39:08 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::ITS TURNING HIS HEAD TO HER, REALIZES SHE IS THERE AND CAUSED THIS, HIS FOLLOWERS IN OPS ARE SHOCKED:: | |
10:39:09 | USFRylanJHirsch: | NIGALA STOPS FIRING AND HER SHIELDS LOWER. | |
10:39:23 | DrSolik: | ::then reaches for a hypo on his belt, adjusting the release control:: | |
10:39:28 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::HE REACHES FOR A WEAPON ON ANOTHER GUARD :: | |
10:39:28 | NadjaDeChevalier: | ::slump to the floor, unconscious, fires all around her:: | |
10:39:36 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: T Tac> Shields are fully down, the station is no longer firing. | |
10:39:46 | MrDolon: | Umm, would this be a bad time to tell you I'm not so good with teleporters? My worst subject. | |
10:39:51 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::DOESN'T GIVE HIM A CHANCE TO GET IT, SHE SHOOTS, SETTING ON DISTROY!!:: | |
10:39:58 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | E: +ALL SHIPS+ Cease fahre and assume offensive positions. | |
10:39:58 | USFRylanJHirsch: | THE THREE SCOUT SHIPS FLEE THE NOSFERATU HAVING HAD ENOUGH | |
10:40:14 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | E: Open a hailing frequency to the station. | |
10:40:16 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::rushes the Nigalans that Solik is fire at from behind and knocks one down, another fires at her, point blank range:: | |
10:40:34 | USFRylanJHirsch: | AXN> THE SHAPESHIFTER YELLS AS HE TRIES TO GRAB MCKEE AND IS VAPORIZED INTHE PROCESS. | |
10:40:41 | USFRuariMcKee: | ACTION; THE LEADER IS VAPORIZED | |
10:40:50 | MoonshadowsToNEN: | N: Scoutships on re-entry profile... they are clear of task force! | |
10:40:52 | RomnHaas: | N: ::Smiles to Moon:: Nice shooting, Ensign | |
10:40:59 | DrSolik: | ::about to throw the hypo, but stops when Mhia gets behind them:: Subcommander! ::gets up and starts firing without hesitation:: | |
10:41:16 | NadjaDeChevalier: | ::fires are raging around where she's lying:: | |
10:41:21 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: Cease fire Tactical, keep the station locked, lock Operations itself.... Helm, bring us into a deep offensive posture | |
10:41:32 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: Tac and Helm> Aye, Commander | |
10:41:56 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::jumps to the side, but is still struck by the weapon fire, punches the Nigalan in the face, before collapsing;: | |
10:42:00 | Dr Daisy Compton: | T: ::stands:: Commander, is there a chance I can get transported to the station? They may need medical assistance there more than here. | |
10:42:04 | MalachiStyles: | :: goes to the main panel, cutting power to all weapons:: | |
10:42:06 | MrDolon: | Grr, I hate teleporters... so difficult. ::teleports to the transporter room:: | |
10:42:09 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::STANDS UP AND AIMS HER PHASOR AT THE GUARDS:: THIS IS DONE!! DROP YOUR WEAPONS. | |
10:42:12 | DrSolik: | ::takes out 2 of the guards with his phasaer:: | |
10:42:18 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::on her knees, holding her side, fighting the pain, tries to get back up:: | |
10:42:37 | MrDolon: | Ok, set location... huh? Not acceptable? Area unsafe? | |
10:42:45 | NadjaDeChevalier: | (you mean transporters, Dolon?) | |
10:42:51 | USFRylanJHirsch: | AXN> A THIRD GUARD FALL FROM A CEILING JUNCTION TO WHERE SOLIK IS PHASER IN HAND. | |
10:42:52 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::MOVES TO THE COMMUNICATIONS COMM AND HITS THE SHIP WIDE CHANNEL:: | |
10:42:54 | DrSolik: | ::gets to the other guard and knocks him out with the hypo:: | |
10:43:08 | MrDolon: | (Meh, it tele somthing, lol.) | |
10:43:18 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::grunts, trying to breathe:: | |
10:43:23 | MrDolon: | ::tries inputing the aurboretum again:: Nada... | |
10:43:23 | MoonshadowsToNEN: | N: Fire from station has ceased... instructions? | |
10:43:28 | USFRylanJHirsch: | ::GETS UP:: | |
10:43:32 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: *looks at Dr Compton, then at Tactical, nodding slowly* Security, you keep her safe, end of discussion. We'll put you directly into sickbay. | |
10:43:34 | USFRylanJHirsch: | :;WALKS INTO OPERATIONS:: | |
10:43:45 | DrSolik: | ::turns to the new guard and fires his phaser:: | |
10:43:53 | USFRylanJHirsch: | ::WATCHES AS THE OFFICERS TAKE THE NIGALANS INTO CUSTODY. | |
10:44:05 | USFRylanJHirsch: | AXN> THE GUARD CRUMPLES | |
10:44:17 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | E: +Nigala+ Eagle to Nigala Station. | |
10:44:21 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::grits her teeth, slowly stands up, swaying a bit:: | |
10:44:25 | MrDolon: | Whats wrong damnit? Grr... ::teleports to the aurboretum just to be in the middle of a inferno:: Ooooh, thats why its unsafe... | |
10:44:26 | USFRuariMcKee: | ATTENTION SPACE STATION NIGALA, THIS IS COMMANDER MCKEE, THE LEADER OF THE BAND OF REBELS IS NOW DEAD. STARFLEET IS BACK IN CONTROL. ALL INVADERS DROP YOUR WEAPONS. I REPEAT DROP YOUR WEAPONS AND SURRENDER. NOW!!!!! | |
10:44:41 | Dr Daisy Compton: | T: ::nods back and swiftly enters the turbolift accompanied by security:: Transporter Room 1 | |
10:44:54 | NadjaDeChevalier: | ::somewhere in the inferno, Nadja's slowly being depleted of oxygen:: | |
10:44:58 | DrSolik: | ::returns to Mhia, giving her a hypo:: This should numb the pain. ::grabs another:: This will assist your breathing. | |
10:45:07 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: *sits back down in the command chair, listening to internal Nigala comms* | |
10:45:16 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::CRACKS HER NECK, SHRUGS HER SHOULDERS AND IS TEMPTED TO BLOW ACROSS THE TIP OF HER PHASOR:: | |
10:45:16 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::nods:: Hann'yyo, Maenek. | |
10:45:26 | USFRylanJHirsch: | AXN> FIRE ALARMS GO OFF IN THE ARBORETUM AS FIRE SUPPRESSION SYSTEMS ENGAGE | |
10:45:33 | MalachiStyles: | +OPS+ Cadet Maxx to OPS. Engineering back under control, sir. | |
10:45:37 | MrDolon: | :;senses a feint energy field coming from the greenery:: Oh that better not be... ::dolon jumps threw several of the flame to where a body lays:: Damnit... | |
10:45:50 | USFRylanJHirsch: | ::LOOKS AT MCKEE AND SMILES:: NICELY DONE XO. | |
10:45:51 | MrDolon: | (through*) | |
10:46:13 | MrDolon: | ::picks up Nadja and teleports her to sickbay:: | |
10:46:17 | NadjaDeChevalier: | (Dirty Ruari?) | |
10:46:22 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: *standing from the chair, and walking to Ops* Verify that's the Commander's voice.. | |
10:46:32 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: T Ops> Verifying... | |
10:46:46 | MhiatrRrhiol: | Perhaps... I should return to.... sickbay. ::grimacing:: | |
10:46:48 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | E: +ALL SHIPS+ Prepare to beam boarding parties back tot he station. | |
10:46:50 | USFRuariMcKee: | :::SMILES AT THE COMMADORE::THANK YOU SIR. | |
10:46:57 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::hand still on her side:: | |
10:47:06 | USFRylanJHirsch: | OPEN A CHANNEL TO THE SHIPS. | |
10:47:07 | MrDolon: | ::apears in sickbay with nadja:: Elo? Doc? | |
10:47:08 | USFRuariMcKee: | (( I LOVE THAT NADJA)) | |
10:47:10 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: T Ops> Confirmed, that is the Executive Officer. *smiling to Trent* | |
10:47:12 | Dr Daisy Compton: | T: ::reaches TR steps up on the pad and beams out materializing on Nigala:: | |
10:47:16 | MoonshadowsToNEN: | N: Targets the station, but does not fire as long as it behaves... watches as shields begin to regenerate:: | |
10:47:19 | MrDolon: | (You can have her. : / ) | |
10:47:26 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: +Eagle+ Affirmative, Commodore | |
10:47:36 | NadjaDeChevalier: | (that's what we'll call her now, Dirty Ruari. LOL) | |
10:47:45 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: *presses buttons on the command chair's console, assigning boarding teams* | |
10:48:01 | DrSolik: | ::helping her stand:: Perhaps that is best, and I will go with you. It sounds like this ordeal will be over soon. | |
10:48:13 | MrDolon: | :;lays Nadja on one of the beds and looks around for somone:: Elo? | |
10:48:15 | USFRylanJHirsch: | +ALL SHIPS+ THIS IS COMMODORE HIRSCH, HOSTILITIES HAVE ENDED. | |
10:48:27 | MoonshadowsToNEN: | N: Commander Haas... shields coming back online... Damage Control is with us! | |
10:48:28 | MhiatrRrhiol: | I am alright. I can make it by myself. | |
10:48:32 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | E +Nigala+ Commodore. Good to hear your voice again. | |
10:48:42 | MrDolon: | ::peeks head out of sickbay:: Doc? | |
10:48:42 | Dr Daisy Compton: | N: ::sees man holding a the limp body of a woman ANd RUSHES OVER:: Dolon> what happened to her...? | |
10:48:56 | NadjaDeChevalier: | ::there is no life in her, breathing is so shallow it's not visible:: | |
10:48:57 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: T Ops> *running the voice through verification, without being orderd to* That is the Commodore, sir. | |
10:49:07 | MrDolon: | :;looks back at Doc Daisy:: Fire, take care of her please. | |
10:49:22 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: *smiling slightly* +Nigala+ Good to hear you, Commodore, I take full responsibility for any damage we inflicted... *grinning* | |
10:49:33 | USFRylanJHirsch: | +EAGLE+ IT'S NICE TO BE HEARD. | |
10:49:38 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | ((Doc, if you're on the station, you don't need anything in front of your comments)) | |
10:49:54 | NadjaDeChevalier: | ::blackened face, pale skin, she's in bad condition:: | |
10:49:56 | LtCmdrSTrent: | (( and the "N" denoted Nosferatu :) )) | |
10:50:00 | Dr Daisy Compton: | ::quickly asseses the gravity of the situation and slams a hypoprsay with a cardio stimulant:: | |
10:50:01 | DrSolik: | Very well. I will then pursue any Nigalans refusing to surrender and make my way to Ops. | |
10:50:05 | Dr Daisy Compton: | ((sorry!)) | |
10:50:17 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | E: +Nigala+ Standing bah with boarding parties, Rahlan. Tell me where you want them | |
10:50:22 | Dr Daisy Compton: | :;into the upper arm of the woman on the biobed:: | |
10:50:31 | MhiatrRrhiol: | Take care. ::smiles strained and then heads off, back to sickbay:: | |
10:50:47 | MrDolon: | Well then. I'll be off. :;heads back into the laboratory behind the sickbay office:: | |
10:51:06 | DrSolik: | ::nods and turns, getting into a sprint, heading down the corridor:: | |
10:51:17 | Dr Daisy Compton: | ::scans her with concern...notes she is slow to rally but managing to hang on so far:: | |
10:51:22 | NadjaDeChevalier: | ::body twitches but not much more:: | |
10:51:29 | USFRuariMcKee | left the room. | |
10:51:37 | MalachiStyles: | ::Starts to dispatch teams to do quick repairs and fire control:: | |
10:51:37 | MrDolon: | :;teleports to operations:: | |
10:51:37 | USFRuariMcKee | entered the room. | |
10:52:05 | Dr Daisy Compton: | ::takes the time to more carefully review her patient, wishing she had gotten the woman;s name from the man before he left:: | |
10:52:14 | NadjaDeChevalier: | (for a second I was like, 'who is Rahlan??') | |
10:52:16 | MrDolon: | ::looks around for Hirsch:: | |
10:52:20 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: *takes out the HyperPadd, and already starts making the list of repairs that needs to get done... albiet a very SHORT list* | |
10:52:34 | DrSolik: | ::after seeing no Nigalans for a while, he turns to the nearest turbolift to take it to Ops:: | |
10:52:56 | Dr Daisy Compton: | ::administers a second hypospray with a medication to clear her lungs:: | |
10:53:16 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::arrives back at sickbay, walks in, still hand on her side, over the shot wound:: | |
10:53:17 | USFRylanJHirsch: | JR> SO DAD... HOW'D i DO | |
10:53:23 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::LOOKS AROUND OPS AT THE DAMAGE.::HMM DID I DO ALL THIS?? | |
10:53:25 | USFRylanJHirsch: | ::LOOKS TO JR:: YOU'RE GROUNDED | |
10:53:30 | USFRylanJHirsch: | JR> AWEEE MAN! | |
10:53:31 | LtCmdrSTrent: | (( LMAO )) | |
10:53:41 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | ((LOL)) | |
10:53:49 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::walks over to the Doc and Nadja, stares:: Is she.... alright? | |
10:53:51 | MrDolon: | :;hears JR and head towards his voice:: Hirsch. | |
10:53:53 | LtCmdrSTrent: | (( That's horrible! )) | |
10:53:59 | MoonshadowsToNEN: | N:Commander... I have targets selected... instructions? | |
10:54:19 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | E: ::teams start beaming into engineering to help:: | |
10:54:22 | NadjaDeChevalier: | ::coughs as the meds starting to do their stuff:: | |
10:54:25 | Dr Daisy Compton: | ::watches the monitors on the biobed languish a low levels:: ::sees the.. Vulcan?...Romulan?? :: She's hanging on....I hope I got to her in time.... ::notices she is injured:: | |
10:54:48 | RomnHaas: | N: Stand by, Ensign. Looks like hostilities are done for the moment. | |
10:54:56 | DrSolik: | ::arrives at Ops, sees Jr pouting and looks to Hirsch:: A success indeed, Commodore? | |
10:55:10 | USFRylanJHirsch: | ::nOD:: THAT IT IS DOCTOR, THANK YOU. | |
10:55:11 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::STARTS MOVING SOME OF THE DEBRIS OUT OF THE WAY, HOPING NOTHING ELSE COMES IN TILL SHIELDS ARE RESTORED:: | |
10:55:25 | MrDolon: | ::sees Solik come in and waits:: | |
10:55:37 | MoonshadowsToNEN: | N: Check fire, check fire... locking safeties sir! | |
10:55:38 | USFRuariMcKee: | +TRENT+ CMDR MCKEE TO LTCDR tRENT | |
10:55:39 | Dr Daisy Compton: | ::looks relieved to see the woman rally a bit:: ::to Mhia:: Do you need treatment? | |
10:55:44 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::still just standing, staring:: She.... ::grimaces in pain:: ....had a rough time ever since she got caught in the assassination attempt on the Nigalan president on the planet. | |
10:55:59 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: *smiles to himself for a moment* +McKee+ Trent here Commander. | |
10:55:59 | USFRylanJHirsch: | ::LOOKS TO ALL OF THEM:: tHANK YOU ALL, DIDN'T EXACTLY GO AS PLANNED, BUT SOME OF THE BEST LAID PLANS SKEW FROM TIME TO TIME. | |
10:56:03 | RomnHaas: | N: Nosferatu maintains its defensive cutoff point:: | |
10:56:08 | MhiatrRrhiol: | Ie. ::nods:: | |
10:56:11 | MrDolon: | ::mumbles:: Not mine... | |
10:56:21 | Dr Daisy Compton: | Why don't you get on this biobed and let me take care of that. She seems stable for the moment | |
10:56:33 | Dr Daisy Compton: | ::pats second biobed:: | |
10:56:34 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: *looks at helm* do a very slow flyby of the operations windows, just to let them know we're still here... *chuckling slowly to himself* | |
10:56:35 | DrSolik: | ::looks to Dolon skeptically:: | |
10:56:47 | USFRylanJHirsch: | JR> :NUDGES DOLON:: WERENT YOU LATE WITH THE CANNISTERS ::SMILES:: | |
10:56:50 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: T Helm> You've got it, sir, peforming flyby | |
10:56:52 | NadjaDeChevalier: | ::breathing a bit better, but still very weakly:: | |
10:57:00 | MrDolon: | Blame the one in sickbay for that. ::smirks:; | |
10:57:06 | USFRuariMcKee: | +TRENT+ MR.TRENT, WHEN YOU GET BACK ON BOARD THE STATION, I HAVE A SMALL PROJECT THAT I NEED DONE. I THINK IT SHOULD BE DONE SOON.. UHHH...WELL YOU WILL SEE WHEN YOU GET BACK HERE | |
10:57:07 | MrDolon: | I should of locked her in the frig unit... | |
10:57:22 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | ::Gets beamed directly to OPS:: | |
10:57:31 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::sits on the bio bed, then lies down, finally taking her hand off her shot wound:: | |
10:57:49 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | Permission to come aboard? | |
10:57:59 | USFRuariMcKee: | ::TURNS AROUND FAST AS SOMEONE BEAMS ON BOARD, READY TO FIRE THEN NOTES ITS STARFLEET:: | |
10:58:06 | USFRylanJHirsch: | AXN> THE LOWER PORTION OF THE TRIESTE SLOWLY PASSES THROUGH THE EACH OF THE VIEW PORTALS AS SHE PASSES BY GRACEFULLY. | |
10:58:07 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: +McKee+ Project, Exec? Is it something else that needs to get added to the new repair list? *watching the flyby on the main screen, looking inside the operations window, and watching his jaw drow* oh... no.... | |
10:58:10 | USFRuariMcKee: | SORRY SIR, A LITTLE TRIGGER HAPPY | |
10:58:10 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::rips her own uniform more open:: | |
10:58:15 | DrSolik: | ::raises a brow to Dolon, then turns to see Fyrstk:: | |
10:58:22 | Dr Daisy Compton: | ::moves the tricorder over Mhia and checks her condition, sees the wound and immediately grabs the dermal regenerator and begins to seal it without blinking:: | |
10:58:25 | USFRuariMcKee: | +TRENT+ ITS A PRIORITY ONE. ASAP | |
10:58:29 | USFRylanJHirsch: | ::WALKS TO LUKAS:: WELCOME ABOARD THE NIGALA COMMODORE, AND THANK YOU. ::HOLDS OUT A HAND:: | |
10:58:31 | MhiatrRrhiol: | He shot me... at point blank range. | |
10:58:38 | Dr Daisy Compton: | So I see. | |
10:58:58 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: +McKee+ Acknowledged, Exec... I.. uhm.. just saw. I'll get teams on it right away. | |
10:59:00 | USFRuariMcKee: | +TRENT+ REPORT TO ME IN OPS....YEAH OPS ::wHISPERS::WHAT IS LEFT OF IT:: | |
10:59:02 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::lies there, letting the Doc treat her, glancing over to Nadja:: | |
10:59:09 | MhiatrRrhiol: | Will she make it? | |
10:59:11 | Dr Daisy Compton: | ::continues to work with the regenerator and glances back at Nadja every few moments:: | |
10:59:17 | CommoLukasFyrstk: | ::shakes Rylan's hand:: Glad to be here, Commodore. command has been up mah butt about getting you out of here. | |
10:59:33 | Dr Daisy Compton: | ::nods:: I beliee so....are all the women here as tough as nails? | |
10:59:42 | Dr Daisy Compton: | *believe | |
10:59:55 | USFRylanJHirsch: | I GUESS I'LL HAVE TO GIVE STARFLEET A CALL, LET THEM KNOW WE'RE OKAY. THANKS FOR THE HELP. | |
10:59:59 | MrDolon: | (Tough and stubborn.) | |
11:00:05 | LtCmdrSTrent: | T: *snickers as he hears the "what's left of it"* +McKee+ Acknowledged, beaming from the Trieste now.. *looking at Ops* You have the Conn, beam me directly to Operations | |
11:00:07 | MhiatrRrhiol: | ::smiles a bit:: Only the pretty one. ::laughs, then coughs and grimaces:: | |
11:00:08 | MalachiStyles: | ::Sees the Eagle engineers, gives them orders as well.;: | |
11:00:32 | USFRuariMcKee: | ++++PAWS SIM+++++++ |