USS Eagle, NCC 89561

Sim of 120704

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USS Eagle, NCC 89561

Sim of 120711

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21:00 CaptMcCloud: =/\= ATTENTION ON DECK =/\=

21:00 Moonshadows: ::AA::

21:00 LtCmdr_Hart: ::AA::

21:00 CmdrVanik: ::AA::

21:01 Lt_Wren: ::AA::

21:01 Cmdr_Jorel: ::AA::

21:01 Lt_Banning: ::AA::

21:01 DrFenway: ::AA::

21:01 CaptMcCloud: Captain's Log, supplemental
We are still on station with a freighter that is the most recent in the string of attacks along this corridor. Commander Hart and his team have set up a force field over the gaping hole in the ship's hull, and restored power to the ship. Commander Jorel will be leading an away team to the ship to find out whatever we can about the ship.
=/\= BEGIN SIM =/\=

21:04 Moonshadows: TAC>[CO] No contacts on my sensors sir

21:04 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ TAC ] I would think they'd be rather foolish to try anything with us sitting here.

21:05 Moonshadows: TAC>[CO] Never understimate stupidity sir

21:05 Lt_Banning: SCI> :: at the science station, chuckles::

21:06 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ TAC ] This is true, Lt.

21:07 CaptMcCloud: (Commander Jorel?)

21:07 Moonshadows: TAC>::Continues scanning the freighter damage, and the area::

21:08 DrFenway: AMO> :: In sick bay checking on the young girl.::

21:08 Bot: Armand> :: still sitting by the girl's side::

21:09 DrFenway: AMO >[ Armand ] I applaud your diligence, Armand.

21:10 Cmdr_Jorel: xo>[tac][sci] Moon, Banning, you're with me

21:10 Moonshadows: TAC>[CO] I wonder if our young passenger likes felines, sir

21:10 Bot: Armand> Is that good, Doctor?

21:10 Moonshadows: TAC>[XO] Aye Commander

21:11 Moonshadows: TAC>::Turns board over to ATAC NPC::

21:11 Lt_Banning: SCI> :: logs out of the science station, and moves to the lift::

21:11 Lt_Wren: Ops> :: scanning for comm traffic ::

21:11 Moonshadows: TAC>::Goes to TL::

21:12 Cmdr_Jorel: xo> :: makes way to TL ::

21:12 DrFenway: AMO >[ Armand ] Oh, indeed it is. It means I am impressed with the way you are sticking to the young one's side.

21:12 Cmdr_Jorel: xo> :: makes way to TR1 ::

21:13 LtCmdr_Hart: @ CENG> :: still on the freighter. The Falcon is docked to the upper access hatch, providing power::

21:13 Moonshadows: TAC>::IN TR 1, goes to the locker and draws a phaser and belt, which she straps on like a bandolier::

21:13 Cmdr_Jorel: xo >+[ ce ]+ Is life support fully up Cmdr?

21:13 Lt_Banning: SCI> :: steps into the transporter room::

21:14 LtCmdr_Hart: @ CENG >+[ XO ]+ Indeed it is, Commander.

21:14 Moonshadows: TAC>::Tail looping in laughter::[XO] I hope so, I would hate to exlosively decompress into a furry balloon

21:15 Lt_Banning: SCI >[ TAC ] Yeah, that would be unpleasant. Spoil your day too.

21:15 Lt_Banning: SCI> :: checks his tricorder::

21:15 Cmdr_Jorel: xo >[ tac ] difference between life support and making sure all the holes are plugged though

21:16 Moonshadows: TAC>[XO] We COULD wear suits sir... I hate EVA suits

21:16 Cmdr_Jorel: xo >+[ ce ]+ very good

21:16 Moonshadows: TAC>::Grabs a tricorder, steps up on the pad::

21:17 Cmdr_Jorel: xo >[ tac ] ugg, I hate those things

21:17 Lt_Banning: SCI> :: chuckles at the two, and steps onto the pad::

21:17 Cmdr_Jorel: xo> :: steps up onto the transporter pad::

21:18 Bot: Armand> ::nods thoughtfully and looks back at the little girl::

21:18 CmdrVanik: HELM> :: just doing minor station-keeping adjustments::

21:19 Moonshadows: TAC>::Hopes the freighter power plant does not decide to something festive, or the hull decides to pop playfully::

21:19 Cmdr_Jorel: xo >[ tc ] Energize

21:19 Bot: =/\=ACTION: The away team gets beamed to the freighter. They find it just a little chilly, but everything else is fine. =/\=

21:20 Lt_Banning: @ SCI> :: appears on the ship:: Looks around.

21:20 Moonshadows: TAC>[XO] Scanning, COmmander:: Activates the tricoder, turns in a slow circle::

21:21 Moonshadows: TAC>[NOIP] I do not think I will light a cigar here

21:21 Cmdr_Jorel: (( those on the AT, don't forget the @ ))

21:21 Lt_Banning: @ SCI >[ XO ] To the control foom, Commander?

21:22 Cmdr_Jorel: @ xo > :: shivers a little and looks around. Mutters :: still better then the evo suits

21:22 Cmdr_Jorel: @ xo >[ sci ] Yes. Let's go

21:22 LtCmdr_Hart: @ CENG > :: steps into the corridor where the team came in:: Greetings.

21:23 Moonshadows: @TAC>::Fluffs her fur for extra insulation::

21:23 Lt_Banning: @ SCI >[ CENG ] No heat, Sir?

21:24 LtCmdr_Hart: @ CENG >[ SCI ] It's building up, Troy.

21:24 Moonshadows: @TAC>[XO] No life signs detected...

21:24 LtCmdr_Hart: @ CENG >[ TAC ] Yeah, Moon. We've checked all the compartments. No trace of anyone.

21:25 Lt_Banning: @ SCI> :: starts moving forward to the control room::

21:26 Cmdr_Jorel: @ xo >[ ce ] It's not too cold

21:26 Moonshadows: @TAC>[CENG] I find it sad... "Pitt us poor sailors, wherever we roam, for there's no guarantee that we'll ever get home"

21:26 Moonshadows: pity*

21:27 Lt_Banning: @ SCI > :: enters the control room, heads to the computer console::

21:27 Cmdr_Jorel: @ xo> :: enters the control room behind Banning ::

21:28 LtCmdr_Hart: @CENG > :: offers a smile of thanks to the XO:: [ SCI ] The computer is up and running.

21:28 Moonshadows: TAC>::Decides to change her mind, reaches into her shoulder bag and produces a cigar, lights up and goes to a console trying to access the log::

21:29 Lt_Banning: @ SCI >[ XO ] I do have a sensor recording of the attack, Commander.

21:29 Cmdr_Jorel: @ xo >[ sci ] put it up

21:30 Lt_Banning: @ SCI > :: taps on the console, sending the recording to the screen::

21:30 Moonshadows: TAC>::Sees if she can find the cargo manifest:: [NOIP] I wonder what was so valuable in the hold.... ::Turns to the screen::

21:31 Bot: =/\=ACTION: The recording shows the approach another freighter. Then from the cover of the freighter, a smaller fighter craft starts a run on them. =/\=
:: Moon brings up the manifest. The ship was carrying some simple food supplies, and minerals::

21:33 Moonshadows: @TAC>[XO] FIghter... Cargo shows food and some mineral cargo, nothing valuable... Why attack?

21:34 Cmdr_Jorel: @ xo >[ tac ] That's a very good question

21:35 Bot: :: The scene switches to the bridge recorder, as the ship is rocked with weapons fire. The crew tries evasivbe maneuvers but the smaller ship just maintains the attack.::
::one of the crew yells out that they have a hull breach, and have already lost crew. Two humanoid figures beam into the control room, and start shooting the remaining crew::

21:36 Cmdr_Jorel: @ xo >[ tac ] Moon, can you tell what kind of a fighter that is?

21:37 Moonshadows: @TAC>][XO] No Commander, though it seems somewhat similar to a cross between Orion and overtones of Romulan, better when I can run it through my recogbnition program back on Eagle

21:38 Bot: ::sensor data show the weapons fire has traces of Orion technology in the energy beam::

21:39 Moonshadows: @TAC>::Runs the data through her tricorder link to Eagle::[XO] Weapons signature is not exactly Orion, but might have its basis in it

21:39 Cmdr_Jorel: @ xo >[ tac ] :: sighs :: Okay [sci] Banning, record all information you can and send back to the Eagle

21:40 Lt_Banning: @ SCI >[ XO ] I wonder if we could run that design and compare it to any of the Selelvian ships.

21:40 Moonshadows: @TAC>[XO] I have tied their records into the tricoder and am linking to our computers and records sir

21:40 Lt_Banning: @SCI >[ XO ] Already sent to the Eagle, Commander.

21:41 Cmdr_Jorel: @ xo >[ sci/tac ] good

21:42 Moonshadows: @TAC>[SCI] Oh my, we shall have to edit... ::Tail loops, she grinds the cigar out on a damaged console::

21:42 Cmdr_Jorel: @ xo >[ sci ] Lets run those tests back on the Eagle

21:42 Lt_Banning: @ SCI >[ XO ] I was studying the minerals they were carrying, Commander, and... I can't see the need to attack either. Unless these pirates are really desperate.

21:43 Moonshadows: @TAC>[SCI] The cost of running a ship and a fighter... Compared to the mineral value, it does NOT make sense

21:44 Lt_Banning: @ SCI >[ TAC ] No. It doesn't.

21:44 Cmdr_Jorel: @ xo >[ tac/sci ] unless the goal is not pirating, but something else

21:45 Moonshadows: @TAC>The board she is using goes out:: [Board] Fuzz brained thing!

21:45 Lt_Banning: @ SCI >[ TAC ] LIke?

21:45 Lt_Banning: (that was supposed to go to the XO)

21:45 Moonshadows: @TAC>[SCI / XO] Attack practice. Refining tactics

21:46 Cmdr_Jorel: @ xo >[ sci ] making us think that the Orions are behind the attacks

21:47 Lt_Banning: @ SCI >[ XO ] And not just using Orion technology, Sir?

21:48 Cmdr_Jorel: @ xo >[ sci ] I don't know. We nee to analyze this stuff, but something isn't right here

21:48 Lt_Banning: @ SCI >[ XO ] Of course, Sir.

21:49 Moonshadows: @TAC>[SCI] It smells worse than an old litter box

21:49 LtCmdr_Hart: @ CENG> :: chuckles, listening to the back and forth::

21:50 Moonshadows: @TAC>[XO] Commander, just to complicate matters, what do we do with this derelict?

21:51 Cmdr_Jorel: @ xo >[ tac ] always looking to complicate matters aren't you?

21:52 Moonshadows: @TAC>[XO] It IS a hazzard to navigation, sir

21:52 Cmdr_Jorel: @ xo >[ ce ] Can this freighter fly at all?

21:52 LtCmdr_Hart: @ CENG >[ TAC ] We can contact the freighter company, and they'll want to salvage it.

21:53 LtCmdr_Hart: @ CENG >[ XO ] Nope. Engines are shot, and the SIF generator is gone as well. Falcon is doing all the powering.

21:54 Cmdr_Jorel: @ xo >[ ce ] Okay, we'll contact the freighter company. [all] Do we have everything that we need?

21:54 Lt_Banning: @ SCI >[ XO ] Aye, sir.

21:55 Moonshadows: @TAC>[XO] I want to run one more comprehensive scan with Eagle's sensors, sir, I am done here... And the bodies are starting to decompose, you wouldn't smell it yet ::Sneezes delicately::

21:56 LtCmdr_Hart: @ CENG >[ NOIP ] the one down-fall to restoring life support.

21:57 Cmdr_Jorel: @ xo >[ tac ] they are starting to decompose only because we are heating the place up. [all] Let's get out of here and cool it off so that the freighter company won't have to come in to a smelly mess.

21:58 LtCmdr_Hart: @ CENG >[ XO ] My team will return to the Falcon, just let me know when we can detach.

21:58 Lt_Banning: @ SCI > :: shuts down the console and gets up::

21:58 Moonshadows: @TAC>[CENG] Would you like me to drive ::Knowing fulkl well no one with any sense will let her fly a smallcraft::

21:59 Cmdr_Jorel: @ xo >[ tac ] I don't think so Moon

21:59 LtCmdr_Hart: @ CENG >[ TAC ] Well, Moon. As appealing as that sounds, I want to get back to the ship.

21:59 Cmdr_Jorel: @ xo >[ tac ] Not to mention the Captain would kill me if I lost the Falcon

22:00 CaptMcCloud: =/\= Pause Sim =/\=

USS Eagle, NCC 89561

Sim of 120718

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Bridge activity Sick Bay Engineering Science lab Other areas
Away Team Hails Actions

21:00 CaptMcCloud: =/\= ATTENTION ON DECK =/\=

21:00 Moonshadows: ::AA::

21:00 Lt_Banning: ::AA::

21:00 Cmdr_Jorel: ::AA::

21:00 Lt_Wren: ::AA::

21:01 DrFenway: ::AA::

21:01 CmdrVanik: ::AA::

21:01 LtCmdr_Hart: ::AA::

21:01 CaptMcCloud: Captain's Log, Stardate 66094.4 (02/04/2389, 11:00 hours)
We have finished our investigation of the attacked freighter, and the freight company is on their way to deal with the wreckage, and the bodies of the crew. We now have to figure out our next moves to try an capture the perpetrators.
=/\= BEGIN SIM =/\=
21:03 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ XO ] Call a staff meeting.

21:03 Moonshadows: TAC>::Scanning space for any contact::

21:04 Cmdr_Jorel: xo >[ co ] aye sir

21:05 Bot: =/\=ACTION: Moon's scans show some normal shipping traffic, but that's it. =/\=

21:05 Moonshadows: TAC>[CO] No unauthorized ships in area sir

21:05 Cmdr_Jorel: xo >+[ ship-wide ]+ Attention everyone, staff meeting in 10 minutes. Conference Room 1

21:06 Lt_Banning: SCI> :: looking over the nformation collected.::

21:06 Moonshadows: TAC>[XO] Aye Commander...

21:06 DrFenway: AMO> :: In sick bay, checks on the young girl, then grabs a PADD for the meeting.::

21:07 Lt_Wren: Ops> :: reading through some communiques ::

21:07 Lt_Banning: SCI> :: sets the info up to easily be accessed from the conference room::

21:07 Moonshadows: TAC>::Gets a PADD, loads her report and the scans into it, momentarily wishes she could smoke, grabs a large espresso and turns the board over to ATAC::

21:08 Lt_Banning: SCI> :: gets up and heads to the conference room::

21:08 LtCmdr_Hart: CENG> :: heads to the conference room::

21:08 Lt_Wren: Ops> :: finishes what she's reading, then heads to CR1::

21:08 Moonshadows: TAC>::JHeads into the CR::

21:08 Cmdr_Jorel: xo> :: walks into the conference room and takes her normal spot ::

21:09 CmdrVanik: HELM> :: turns over the helm to the replacement officer, then heads to the conference room::

21:10 CaptMcCloud: CO> :: enters the conference room, grabs a cup of coffee, and takes his usual seat::

21:10 Moonshadows: TAC>::Takes a seat on a stool, puts her PADD on the table::

21:10 Lt_Wren: Ops> :: takes a seat::

21:11 DrFenway: AMO > :: Enters the conference room. FInds a seat::

21:11 Lt_Banning: SCI> :: walks in behind the doctor, and takes his usual seat::

21:12 LtCmdr_Hart: CENG> :: enters the conference room::

21:12 CmdrVanik: HELM> :: enters the conference room and takes a seat::

21:13 CaptMcCloud: CO> :: takes a sip from his cup, then looks to the group:: [ ALL ] Thank you for being prompt. I want t full breakdown of what you all found on that freighter. Commander Jorel, you can start.

21:14 Moonshadows: TAC>::Keys her PADD to upload to the table terminal::

21:15 Lt_Banning: SCI> :: looks to the XO::

21:16 LtCmdr_Hart: CENG > :: glances to Wren, then to the XO::
21:16 Cmdr_Jorel: xo >[ all ] I can give you the basic overall of findings. It would appear that the freighter was attacked by a ship with Orion technology. Analysis of the contents of the cargo the ship was carrying is troubling.

21:17 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ XO ] Troubling?

21:18 Moonshadows: TAC>::Watches, with rapt attention::

21:18 Cmdr_Jorel: xo >[ all ] The ship did not appear to be carrying anything of value. This makes me to believe that either the ship was attacked for some other reason, and the cargo stolen to make it look like pirates; the ship was carrying something small of value that was NOT on the manifest, but which the attackers knew about; or the attack was done for the kill alone.
:: looks to the CO:: it could be just what it looks like, Orion pirates attacking for cargo Captain, but, I don't think so.

21:19 Moonshadows: TAC>::Ears go back, tail whips once::

21:19 Lt_Wren: Ops> :: sitting next to Hart, listening ::

21:20 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ XO ] What makes you believe this is not a simple matter of pirates?

21:22 Cmdr_Jorel: xo >[ co ] The lack of profiting cargo is a red flag. Most pirates would have been able to scan the ship and know it wasn't worth the trouble to attack. While, an upstart pirating group might not do that or think about it, I don't think this is a new group. With all the attacks, it looks like someone skilled and with resources.

21:22 Cmdr_Jorel: xo >[ co ] Like I said, maybe the pirates had fore knowledge of some sort of cargo on the ship that wasn't listed in the manifest.

21:22 Cmdr_Jorel: xo >[ co ] Also, as I recall, the Orions like taking slaves

21:23 CaptMcCloud: CO> ::Nods, then looks to Moon:: [ TAC ] Lt. Your thoughts?

21:23 Cmdr_Jorel: xo >[ co ] There were a lot of dead bodies on that ship, that could have proven profitable to Orions

21:24 Moonshadows: TAC>[CO] Sir.. there is the matter of the weapons damage being too regular... the Trace not being fully Orion.... Something smells like quickens feces

21:25 Moonshadows: TAC>[CO] I have loaded my findings into the mainframe and the table terminal sir... But I think it is a set up... I would have liked the bodies autopsied to see if they actually died how and when we think

21:26: CaptMcCloud: CO >[ TAC ] What indicators did you find to suggest the contrary?

21:28 Moonshadows: TAC>{CO} nothing except the damage pattern, the lack of valuable cargo, and the mixture of weapons technology coupling with a nasty, suspicious mind sir... you would call it a hunch

21:29 LtCmdr_Hart: CENG >[ TAC ] I don't know, Moon... The scorch marks on their uniforms looked pretty convincing to me that they died the way we think they did.

21:30 Moonshadows: TAC>[CENG] I believe they were shot, but when and where?

21:30 DrFenway: AMO >[ NOIP ] Did you take sensor readings of the bodies? I could give a possible preliminary cause of death.

21:31 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ TAC ] You think maybe they were PLACED on the ship, Lt.?

21:31 Moonshadows: TAC>[CO] ::Slowly:: I do not know why sir, but I do think so

21:32 Moonshadows: TAC>[NOIP] Or I have been reading too many 20th century conspiracy novels...

21:32 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ NOIP ] Do we have the crew roster? Do the bodies match the crew count? Possible visual identifiers?

21:33 Lt_Wren: Ops >[ CO ] I could contact the shipping company to get a roster Captain

21:34 Lt_Banning: SCI >[ CO ] We do have a crew roster, Sir. :: taps on the table console, and a holographic image of crew members start appearing above the table::

21:34 Cmdr_Jorel: xo >[ sci ] did we get a count of the number of bodies?

21:34 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ SCI ] Do these images match the bodies?

21:35 LtCmdr_Hart: CENG >[ XO ] I got that, Commander. I counted fifteen bodies.

21:36 Lt_Banning: SCI >[ CO ] :: a slightly sheepish look:: I.... didn't scan them, Captain.

21:36 Moonshadows: TAC>[SCI] Check my scans, Lieutenant
21:37 Lt_Banning: SCI > :: taps the console, bringing up Moon's data recordings::

21:38 Bot: =/\=ACTION: Faces start flashing above the table. =/\=

21:39 CaptMcCloud: CO > Computer. Compare the faces of the deceased crew with those of the crew roster.

21:39 Bot: =/\= The faces change much quicker now, and there is another run through of the crew roster. =/\=

21:40 Computer: There are no facial matches.

21:40 Moonshadows: TAC>::Whacks her tail a good one on the deck::

21:40 CaptMcCloud: CO > :: Looks around to the crew::

21:42 Moonshadows: TAC>::Says nothing in a very smug manner::

21:42 Cmdr_Jorel: xo >[ co ] maybe they did take slaves. If those aren't the crew, then, 1) who are they? and 2) where are the crew?!

21:42 DrFenway: AMO> Computer. Analyze the scans taken of the deceased. Factor in the original distress call, and the possible exposure to the vacuum of space and the general epidermal condition of the deceased.

21:44 Computer: :: takes a moment to analyze each of the scanned bodies, then beeps:: Analysis complete. The initial scans reveal the bodies could have been deceased prior to the transmitting of the distress call.

21:45 LtCmdr_Hart: CENG >[ NOIP ] Whaaa.... The bodies aren't the crew?

21:45 Cmdr_Jorel: xo >[ noip ] this is getting weirder by the min

21:46 Lt_Wren: Ops > :: goes through her logs, looking for the distress call from the freighter to analyze it more ::

21:46 DrFenway: AMO >[ CENG ] So it would seem, Commander. [ CO ] Sir? Permission to beam a couple of the bodies to the ship's morgue and perform an autopsy.

21:47 Bot: =/\=ACTION: Wren's analysis shows the call did come from the freighter. =/\=

21:47 Cmdr_Jorel: xo >[ co ] I think we also need to talk with the shipping company again

21:48 Moonshadows: TAC>[SCI/OPS] Perhaps you could cooperate on probing the frieghter computer, to siee if something is not right

21:48 CaptMcCloud: CO > :: thinks about it for a moment:: [ AMO ] Granted doctor. IF they aren't freighter crew members, we might not have to worry about religious issues concerning desecrating the remains.

21:48 Lt_Wren: Ops >[ CO ] Captain, the distress call did originate with the freighter. We should find out if it was remotely sent or if someone on the ship was alive at the time it was sent out

21:49 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ OPS ] ::Nods:: Cross-match the distress transmission with the captain's log, check if it's the same voice.

21:50 Cmdr_Jorel: xo >[ co ] We might want to contact the shipping company and see if they can send us a copy of the crew list. Maybe the list on the freighter was compromised.

21:50 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ XO ] Good idea. Make it so.
21:51 Lt_Wren: Ops >[ CO ] Aye sir :: pulls up a couple of the older CO logs, one of the newer ones, and has the computer analyze the voice imprints.

21:51 Moonshadows: TAC>[CO] I do not know what plot is working sir, but I recommend we watch where we put our feet in this sector

21:52 Lt_Banning: SCI >[ CO ] I can run a recognition check on the faces of the deceased as well, Sir.

21:53 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ TAC ] A valid concern, Lt. [ SCI ] :: Nods:: Go ahead, Mr. Banning.

21:55 Cmdr_Jorel: xo >[ co ] aye sir. I'll contact them directly when we are done.

21:55 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ ALL ] Okay. I can see we still have some investigating to do. The freighter company is still 17 hours out, so we have some time.

21:56 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ ALL ] Does anyone have anything further to add?

21:56 Lt_Banning: SCI > :: shakes his head::

21:56 Cmdr_Jorel: xo >[ co ] no sir

21:57 Moonshadows: TAC>[CO] I shall instruct all tactical officers to increase vigallance in their scans sir

21:57 LtCmdr_Hart: CENG >[ CO ] I can give Dr. Fenway the coordinates to beam the bodies so we don't have to go back over there.

21:58 DrFenway: AMO >{ CENG ] That would be quite helpful, Commander.

21:58 LtCmdr_Hart: CENG > :: nods and offers Fenway a smile::

21:58 Cmdr_Jorel: xo >[ amo ] Doctor, pay close attention to anything that could hide the true time of death, like stasis

21:59 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ ALL ] Okay then. Let's get to it!

21:59 CaptMcCloud: =/\= Pause Sim =/\=

USS Eagle, NCC 89561

Sim of 120725

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21:01 CaptMcCloud: =/\= ATTENTION ON DECK =/\=

21:01 Lt_Banning: ::AA::

21:02 .. EnsSHidewara left the room

21:02 DrFenway: ::AA::

21:02 .. EnsSHidewara entered the room.

21:02 LtCmdr_Hart: ::AA::

21:02 EnsSHidewara: ::AA:: ((Not to mention I'm using a version of Firefox from the Stone Age.))

21:02 CaptMcCloud: (just do your best)

21:03 CaptMcCloud: Captain's Log, supplemental
We have been roving the area several days now, and there have been no more attacks. Of course, our presence here could have a lot to do with that. We are no closer in finding out just who is behind it, though we do have suspicions.
=/\= BEGIN SIM =/\=

21:05 CaptMcCloud: CO > :: sitting on the bridge, looking at the viewscreen.::

21:05 EnsSHidewara: CNS > ::slaps her hand on the chair she is sitting in:: [Everyone] This makes no sense! Is there a Vulcan on board?

21:06 CaptMcCloud: CO> :: glances to her:: A Vulcan?

21:06 Lt_Banning: SCI> :: at his console, looks to Hidewara too::

21:06 EnsSHidewara: CNS > ::shrugs:: [CO] They're the logic-oriented ones.

21:07 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ CNS ] I think we can handle this, Counselor.

21:08 Bot: =/\=ACTION: Long-range sensors detect a large frieghter some distance off, but headed this way. =/\=

21:08 EnsSHidewara: CNS > [CO] I have every confidence that we can, it's just that... what rationale is there behind everyone being all quiet with Federation presence in their area? Is it that they're hiding something?

21:09 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ CNS ] I'm certain our attackers are hiding something.

21:09 Lt_Banning: SCI >[ CO ] Captain, I have a freighter on long-range scans, headed this way.

21:10 EnsSHidewara: CNS > ::nods, and returns to thought mode::

21:10 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ SCI ] can you put it onscreen?

21:10 ... EnsSHidewara[clone] entered the room.

21:11 Lt_Banning: SCI >[ CO ] Aye, sir.

21:11 EnsSHidewara: ((Just in case I have to reboot))

21:11 Bot: =/\=The freighter comes on the screen. It is easily three times the size of the Eagle, and moving at warp 2. =/\=

21:12 CaptMcCloud: CO> :: studies the image:: [ SCI ] What are they carrying, Lt.?

21:14 Lt_Banning: SCI >[ CO ] I don't have a full scan from this range, sir, but I am detecting a large quantity of deuterium. But that definitely is not the entire cargo.

21:14 EnsSHidewara: CO > ::thought:: ~If only I could get within thought range.~

21:15 CaptMcCloud: CO > :: looks to the counselor, then back to the screen:: Helm. Plot an intercept course.

21:16 Bot: HELM >[ CO ] Aye, sir. :: plots the course::

21:16 .. EnsSHidewara[clone] is now known as SonikkuAmerica

21:16 .. SonikkuAmerica left the room.

21:16 DrFenway: AMO > :: in sick bay, checking on the young girl::

21:18 Bot: Armand > :: enters sicky bay:: [ AMO ] Hello, Dr. Fenway.

21:18 CaptMcCloud: CO> :: turns to OPS:: Send a message to that freighter. Let them know we're going to be keeping close quarters with them.

21:19 EnsSHidewara: CNS > ::tries to see what kind of ship it is::

21:19 Bot: OPS> Aye, Sir. :: opens the channel to the freighter and relays the message::

21:20 .. Natasha-Redmayne entered the room.

21:21 Natasha-Redmayne: < Sorry to be late >

21:21 Bot: :: As the Eagle nears the freighter, Hidewara can sense the crew, and finds nothing unusual. Banning is able to sense other valuable commodities aboard the ship.::

21:21 Natasha-Redmayne: < I don't have any mail in my box from the eagle since June 21st. Has nothing gone out in that time? >

21:21 CaptMcCloud: (Welcome, Dr.)

21:22 CaptMcCloud: (Possibly not. I've been lax.)

21:22 Natasha-Redmayne: < No worries sir. I just wanted to make sure I hadn't been bumped from the string or something. I'm having a hard time sitting right tonight in my chair ... my knee is really bothering me and hurting more today >

21:23 EnsSHidewara: CNS > ::scans the ship with thought-waves and finds nothing strange:: [CO] Telepathic scans indicate no sign of intent.

21:23 Lt_Banning: SCI >[ CO ] I am getting a better reading of their cargo, Captain. Quite an inventory.

21:23 EnsSHidewara: ((Getting close to a reboot))

21:24 Bot: :: Hidewara can actually sense some relief, that a Starfleet ship will be "flying" with them::

21:24 DrFenway: AMO >[ Armand ] Hello, Armand. Here to see our young patient?

21:25 EnsSHidewara: CNS > ::probes a little more:: [CO] But... I can sense a feeling of relief.

21:25 Bot: Armand >[ AMO ] Yes, sir. Are we gonna keep calling her "The Patient?"

21:25 .. EnsSHidewara_ entered the room.

21:26 Bot: HELM >[ CO ] Approaching the freighter, Sir.

21:26 .. EnsSHidewara left the room

21:27 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ HELM ] Bring us around behind them, get us close up underneath them, and match their speed.

21:27 .. EnsSHidewara_ is now known as EnsSHidewara

21:28 Bot: HELM >[ CO ] Aye, Sir. :: takes the ship around and comes up underneath the large freighter::

21:28 Lt_Banning: SCI > :: checks the sensors :: No effect to the sensors, Captain.

21:29 DrFenway: AMO > :: chuckles:: [ Armand ] I suppose we'll have to give her a name. She's probably too young to know if she has one of her own.

21:31 LtCmdr_Hart: CENG > :: steps onto the bridge, and heads to the engineering console;:

21:32 Bot: =/\=ACTION: An hour passes, and the freighter enters the shipping lanes along the Selelvian border:: =/\=

21:32 Bot: :: In sick bay, the young girl stirs::

21:33 Bot: Armand > :: sitting beside the little girl:: [ CMO/AMO ] Doctors! She's waking up!

21:33 EnsSHidewara: CNS > [NOIP] Ah, bitter sweet Selelvian border.

21:34 Bot: :: sensors detect the approach of yet another freighter::

21:36 Lt_Banning: SCI >[ CO ] Captain. I am detecting another freighter on approach. It's energy signature matches the one that was used as a decoy previously.

21:36 EnsSHidewara: CNS > ::hears Banning and groans::

21:37 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ SCI ] Check their energy signature thoroughly. See if you detect another ship hiding behind it.

21:37 CaptMcCloud: (Dr. Redmayne? You with us?)

21:38 Natasha-Redmayne: < sorry ... {sighs}>

21:39 DrFenway: AMO > :: gets up from what he was doing and moves back to the little girl's ward::

21:39 Natasha-Redmayne: < I'm having a real hard time >

21:39 CaptMcCloud: (no problem, Doc.)

21:39 Natasha-Redmayne: CMO> ::rushes over to check on their previously comatose patient::

21:40 Bot: :: the other freighter adjusts its course to intercept the large freighter::

21:40 Natasha-Redmayne: CMO> ::stands next to Fenway::

21:40 Bot: ::the little girl opens her eyes::

21:40 Natasha-Redmayne: CMO> [Armand] What happened before you started seeing a response

21:41 Lt_Banning: SCI >[ CO ] The other freighter is on an intercept course.

21:42 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ All ] Alright everyone, let's just play it easy. They're probably going to check it out, see if we're anywhere in the area.

21:42 Bot: Armand >[ CMO ] I was singing a song from my planet to her.

21:43 CaptMcCloud: CO > :: easily says :: Go to Yellow Alert.

21:43 Bot: =/\= Yellow Alert =/\=
=/\= Yellow Alert =/\=

21:43 Natasha-Redmayne: CMO> [Patient] Hello ... I am Dr. Redmayne. {Armand] Keep humming it, if you coulnd, hopefully it will keep her relaxed

21:43 Bot: =/\= Yellow Alert =/\=

21:44 Bot: :: the little girl opens her eyes fully, looking around at the strange room, then she looks over to Armand, who has resumed humming the easy song::

21:45 .. EnsSHidewara left the room

21:45 DrFenway: AMO >[ CMO ] Her vitals are all very strong, Doctor.

21:46 Natasha-Redmayne: CMO> [AMO] That is great news in itself after what state she's been in for so long. Any residual traces of toxins or bleeding?

21:46 Natasha-Redmayne: CMO> [Patient] You are safe.

21:46 Bot: :: A scan beam from the direction of the other freighter starts scanning the larger freighter.::

21:47 Bot: Patient> :: looks scared as she looks at the two doctors::

21:47 Bot: Armand> :: continues humming::

21:47 Natasha-Redmayne: CMO> [Patient] ::holds out her hands with the palms up showing that she has nothing to hurt her in them:: We've been very worried about you

21:48 Bot: Patient> :: turns on her side, away from the doctors, looking at Armand::

21:49 Lt_Banning: SCI >[ CO ] Sir, they're scanning the freighter, and the area around it.

21:49 Natasha-Redmayne: CMO> ::looks over at Armand:: [Armand] She seems quite attached to you, Armand. Perhaps she realizes that you have been by her side more than anyone. Maybe she will tell you her name?

21:50 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ SCI ] Can they see us?

21:51 Bot: Armand >[ Patient ] :: says softly:: Do you have a name. :: points to himself:: Armand. :: points to the others:: Dr. Redmayne.... Dr. Fenway.

21:51 Lt_Banning: SCI >[ CO ] Negative, Sir. We're close enough to the freighter's hull, that their scans will bounce off.

21:54 Bot: Patient> :: watches Armand:: Ar...mand... Dok Redmne... Dok Fenway.... Heira.

21:54 Bot: Armand >[ Patient ] Heira? You're Heira?

21:56 Natasha-Redmayne: CMO> ::watches the interaction with a smile, glad that Armand was as persistent as he was to spend time in sickbay::

21:56 Bot: :: the Freighter continues to close, scanning the larger freighter::

21:57 Bot: Heira> :: starts to hum the song Armand was humming, still looking at just him::

21:57 CaptMcCloud: CO >[ ALL ] All stations stand by.

21:57 Natasha-Redmayne: CMO> ::behind Heira's back, she scans her, showing the results to Fenway as well::

21:58 DrFenway: AMO > :: smiles:: [ CMO ] Looks like she's going to make it.

21:58 Lt_Banning: SCI >[ CO ] Sir! I am detecting a second energy signature, now powering up.

21:59 Natasha-Redmayne: CMO>[AMO] ::nods in agreement:: Her brain waves are bouncing all over showing how much they are working. I never expected this kind of recovery

22:00 Bot: =/\=ACTION: The small attack cruiser suddenly appears from behind the freighter. =/\=

22:00 CaptMcCloud: =/\= Pause Sim =/\=

21:00	CaptMcCloud:	=/\= ATTENTION ON DECK =/\=
21:00	Moonshadows:	::AA::
21:00	LtCmdr_Hart:	::AA::
21:00	CmdrVanik:	::AA::
21:01	Lt_Wren:	::AA::
21:01	Cmdr_Jorel:	::AA::
21:01	Lt_Banning:	::AA::
21:01	DrFenway:	::AA::
21:01	CaptMcCloud:	Captain's Log, supplemental We are still on station with a freighter that is the most recent in the string of attacks along this corridor. Commander Hart and his team have set up a force field over the gaping hole in the ship's hull, and restored power to the ship. Commander Jorel will be leading an away team to the ship to find out whatever we can about the ship. =/\= BEGIN SIM =/\=
21:04	Moonshadows:	TAC>[CO] No contacts on my sensors sir
21:04	CaptMcCloud:	CO >[ TAC ] I would think they'd be rather foolish to try anything with us sitting here.
21:05	Moonshadows:	TAC>[CO] Never understimate stupidity sir
21:05	Lt_Banning:	SCI> :: at the science station, chuckles::
21:06	CaptMcCloud:	CO >[ TAC ] This is true, Lt.
21:07	CaptMcCloud:	(Commander Jorel?)
21:07	Moonshadows:	TAC>::Continues scanning the freighter damage, and the area::
21:08	DrFenway:	AMO> :: In sick bay checking on the young girl.::
21:08	Bot:	Armand> :: still sitting by the girl's side::
21:09	DrFenway:	AMO >[ Armand ] I applaud your diligence, Armand.
21:10	Cmdr_Jorel:	xo>[tac][sci] Moon, Banning, you're with me
21:10	Moonshadows:	TAC>[CO] I wonder if our young passenger likes felines, sir
21:10	Bot:	Armand> Is that good, Doctor?
21:10	Moonshadows:	TAC>[XO] Aye Commander
21:11	Moonshadows:	TAC>::Turns board over to ATAC NPC::
21:11	Lt_Banning:	SCI> :: logs out of the science station, and moves to the lift::
21:11	Lt_Wren:	Ops> :: scanning for comm traffic ::
21:11	Moonshadows:	TAC>::Goes to TL::
21:12	Cmdr_Jorel:	xo> :: makes way to TL ::
21:12	DrFenway:	AMO >[ Armand ] Oh, indeed it is. It means I am impressed with the way you are sticking to the young one's side.
21:12	Cmdr_Jorel:	xo> :: makes way to TR1 ::
21:13	LtCmdr_Hart:	@ CENG> :: still on the freighter. The Falcon is docked to the upper access hatch, providing power::
21:13	Moonshadows:	TAC>::IN TR 1, goes to the locker and draws a phaser and belt, which she straps on like a bandolier::
21:13	Cmdr_Jorel:	xo >+[ ce ]+ Is life support fully up Cmdr?
21:13	Lt_Banning:	SCI> :: steps into the transporter room::
21:14	LtCmdr_Hart:	@ CENG >+[ XO ]+ Indeed it is, Commander.
21:14	Moonshadows:	TAC>::Tail looping in laughter::[XO] I hope so, I would hate to exlosively decompress into a furry balloon
21:15	Lt_Banning:	SCI >[ TAC ] Yeah, that would be unpleasant. Spoil your day too.
21:15	Lt_Banning:	SCI> :: checks his tricorder::
21:15	Cmdr_Jorel:	xo >[ tac ] difference between life support and making sure all the holes are plugged though
21:16	Moonshadows:	TAC>[XO] We COULD wear suits sir... I hate EVA suits
21:16	Cmdr_Jorel:	xo >+[ ce ]+ very good
21:16	Moonshadows:	TAC>::Grabs a tricorder, steps up on the pad::
21:17	Cmdr_Jorel:	xo >[ tac ] ugg, I hate those things
21:17	Lt_Banning:	SCI> :: chuckles at the two, and steps onto the pad::
21:17	Cmdr_Jorel:	xo> :: steps up onto the transporter pad::
21:18	Bot:	Armand> ::nods thoughtfully and looks back at the little girl::
21:18	CmdrVanik:	HELM> :: just doing minor station-keeping adjustments::
21:19	Moonshadows:	TAC>::Hopes the freighter power plant does not decide to something festive, or the hull decides to pop playfully::
21:19	Cmdr_Jorel:	xo >[ tc ] Energize
21:19	Bot:	=/\=ACTION: The away team gets beamed to the freighter. They find it just a little chilly, but everything else is fine. =/\=
21:20	Lt_Banning:	@ SCI> :: appears on the ship:: Looks around.
21:20	Moonshadows:	TAC>[XO] Scanning, COmmander:: Activates the tricoder, turns in a slow circle::
21:21	Moonshadows:	TAC>[NOIP] I do not think I will light a cigar here
21:21	Cmdr_Jorel:	(( those on the AT, don't forget the @ ))
21:21	Lt_Banning:	@ SCI >[ XO ] To the control foom, Commander?
21:22	Cmdr_Jorel:	@ xo > :: shivers a little and looks around. Mutters :: still better then the evo suits
21:22	Cmdr_Jorel:	@ xo >[ sci ] Yes. Let's go
21:22	LtCmdr_Hart:	@ CENG > :: steps into the corridor where the team came in:: Greetings.
21:23	Moonshadows:	@TAC>::Fluffs her fur for extra insulation::
21:23	Lt_Banning:	@ SCI >[ CENG ] No heat, Sir?
21:24	LtCmdr_Hart:	@ CENG >[ SCI ] It's building up, Troy.
21:24	Moonshadows:	@TAC>[XO] No life signs detected...
21:24	LtCmdr_Hart:	@ CENG >[ TAC ] Yeah, Moon. We've checked all the compartments. No trace of anyone.
21:25	Lt_Banning:	@ SCI> :: starts moving forward to the control room::
21:26	Cmdr_Jorel:	@ xo >[ ce ] It's not too cold
21:26	Moonshadows:	@TAC>[CENG] I find it sad... "Pitt us poor sailors, wherever we roam, for there's no guarantee that we'll ever get home"
21:26	Moonshadows:	pity*
21:27	Lt_Banning:	@ SCI > :: enters the control room, heads to the computer console::
21:27	Cmdr_Jorel:	@ xo> :: enters the control room behind Banning ::
21:28	LtCmdr_Hart:	@CENG > :: offers a smile of thanks to the XO:: [ SCI ] The computer is up and running.
21:28	Moonshadows:	TAC>::Decides to change her mind, reaches into her shoulder bag and produces a cigar, lights up and goes to a console trying to access the log::
21:29	Lt_Banning:	@ SCI >[ XO ] I do have a sensor recording of the attack, Commander.
21:29	Cmdr_Jorel:	@ xo >[ sci ] put it up
21:30	Lt_Banning:	@ SCI > :: taps on the console, sending the recording to the screen::
21:30	Moonshadows:	TAC>::Sees if she can find the cargo manifest:: [NOIP] I wonder what was so valuable in the hold.... ::Turns to the screen::
21:31	Bot:	=/\=ACTION: The recording shows the approach another freighter. Then from the cover of the freighter, a smaller fighter craft starts a run on them. =/\= :: Moon brings up the manifest. The ship was carrying some simple food supplies, and minerals::
21:33	Moonshadows:	@TAC>[XO] FIghter... Cargo shows food and some mineral cargo, nothing valuable... Why attack?
21:34	Cmdr_Jorel:	@ xo >[ tac ] That's a very good question
21:35	Bot:	:: The scene switches to the bridge recorder, as the ship is rocked with weapons fire. The crew tries evasivbe maneuvers but the smaller ship just maintains the attack.:: ::one of the crew yells out that they have a hull breach, and have already lost crew. Two humanoid figures beam into the control room, and start shooting the remaining crew::
21:36	Cmdr_Jorel:	@ xo >[ tac ] Moon, can you tell what kind of a fighter that is?
21:37	Moonshadows:	@TAC>][XO] No Commander, though it seems somewhat similar to a cross between Orion and overtones of Romulan, better when I can run it through my recogbnition program back on Eagle
21:38	Bot:	::sensor data show the weapons fire has traces of Orion technology in the energy beam::
21:39	Moonshadows:	@TAC>::Runs the data through her tricorder link to Eagle::[XO] Weapons signature is not exactly Orion, but might have its basis in it
21:39	Cmdr_Jorel:	@ xo >[ tac ] :: sighs :: Okay [sci] Banning, record all information you can and send back to the Eagle
21:40	Lt_Banning:	@ SCI >[ XO ] I wonder if we could run that design and compare it to any of the Selelvian ships.
21:40	Moonshadows:	@TAC>[XO] I have tied their records into the tricoder and am linking to our computers and records sir
21:40	Lt_Banning:	@SCI >[ XO ] Already sent to the Eagle, Commander.
21:41	Cmdr_Jorel:	@ xo >[ sci/tac ] good
21:42	Moonshadows:	@TAC>[SCI] Oh my, we shall have to edit... ::Tail loops, she grinds the cigar out on a damaged console::
21:42	Cmdr_Jorel:	@ xo >[ sci ] Lets run those tests back on the Eagle
21:42	Lt_Banning:	@ SCI >[ XO ] I was studying the minerals they were carrying, Commander, and... I can't see the need to attack either. Unless these pirates are really desperate.
21:43	Moonshadows:	@TAC>[SCI] The cost of running a ship and a fighter... Compared to the mineral value, it does NOT make sense
21:44	Lt_Banning:	@ SCI >[ TAC ] No. It doesn't.
21:44	Cmdr_Jorel:	@ xo >[ tac/sci ] unless the goal is not pirating, but something else
21:45	Moonshadows:	@TAC>The board she is using goes out:: [Board] Fuzz brained thing!
21:45	Lt_Banning:	@ SCI >[ TAC ] LIke?
21:45	Lt_Banning:	(that was supposed to go to the XO)
21:45	Moonshadows:	@TAC>[SCI / XO] Attack practice. Refining tactics
21:46	Cmdr_Jorel:	@ xo >[ sci ] making us think that the Orions are behind the attacks
21:47	Lt_Banning:	@ SCI >[ XO ] And not just using Orion technology, Sir?
21:48	Cmdr_Jorel:	@ xo >[ sci ] I don't know. We nee to analyze this stuff, but something isn't right here
21:48	Lt_Banning:	@ SCI >[ XO ] Of course, Sir.
21:49	Moonshadows:	@TAC>[SCI] It smells worse than an old litter box
21:49	LtCmdr_Hart:	@ CENG> :: chuckles, listening to the back and forth::
21:50	Moonshadows:	@TAC>[XO] Commander, just to complicate matters, what do we do with this derelict?
21:51	Cmdr_Jorel:	@ xo >[ tac ] always looking to complicate matters aren't you?
21:52	Moonshadows:	@TAC>[XO] It IS a hazzard to navigation, sir
21:52	Cmdr_Jorel:	@ xo >[ ce ] Can this freighter fly at all?
21:52	LtCmdr_Hart:	@ CENG >[ TAC ] We can contact the freighter company, and they'll want to salvage it.
21:53	LtCmdr_Hart:	@ CENG >[ XO ] Nope. Engines are shot, and the SIF generator is gone as well. Falcon is doing all the powering.
21:54	Cmdr_Jorel:	@ xo >[ ce ] Okay, we'll contact the freighter company. [all] Do we have everything that we need?
21:54	Lt_Banning:	@ SCI >[ XO ] Aye, sir.
21:55	Moonshadows:	@TAC>[XO] I want to run one more comprehensive scan with Eagle's sensors, sir, I am done here... And the bodies are starting to decompose, you wouldn't smell it yet ::Sneezes delicately::
21:56	LtCmdr_Hart:	@ CENG >[ NOIP ] the one down-fall to restoring life support.
21:57	Cmdr_Jorel:	@ xo >[ tac ] they are starting to decompose only because we are heating the place up. [all] Let's get out of here and cool it off so that the freighter company won't have to come in to a smelly mess.
21:58	LtCmdr_Hart:	@ CENG >[ XO ] My team will return to the Falcon, just let me know when we can detach.
21:58	Lt_Banning:	@ SCI > :: shuts down the console and gets up::
21:58	Moonshadows:	@TAC>[CENG] Would you like me to drive ::Knowing fulkl well no one with any sense will let her fly a smallcraft::
21:59	Cmdr_Jorel:	@ xo >[ tac ] I don't think so Moon
21:59	LtCmdr_Hart:	@ CENG >[ TAC ] Well, Moon. As appealing as that sounds, I want to get back to the ship.
21:59	Cmdr_Jorel:	@ xo >[ tac ] Not to mention the Captain would kill me if I lost the Falcon
22:00	CaptMcCloud:	=/\= Pause Sim =/\=