You have just entered room "Celestial Prime." Dr Phil Shaeffer: Massive system crash today. Had to reinstall everything. Got all this junk online just a few minutes ago. JormSerp: good timing, eh? Lt Allen Zinthys has entered the room. Dr Phil Shaeffer: Or Karma. LtJG Taryn has entered the room. Lt Allen Zinthys: Shut up! Everybody shut up! Lt Allen Zinthys: Thank you. Lt JG Axelalexa: ::looks at Zinthys:: Voices in your head? Lt Allen Zinthys: Right. You don't get sarcasm. ::Shakes head:: Bugs... RAdm AC Zuriyev: We'll give the others a few more minutes. RAdm AC Zuriyev: Someone go drag Watcher in here. ::points at Syd:: You. Lt Allen Zinthys: Dude, Watcher is afk. He's got his away message on (as usual) Lt JG Axelalexa: I know, but I left a message. RAdm AC Zuriyev: Hmph! RAdm AC Zuriyev: All right, let's get this started. RAdm AC Zuriyev: Attention on deck! Lt JG Axelalexa: ::AA:: Lt Allen Zinthys: ::@A:: Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::@a:: JormSerp: *AA* LtJG Taryn: ::AA:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: All right, we're at New Dublin colony, engaged in an orbital battle with what seems to be a new strain of the creatures. Research has led us to believe that this former colony is the origination point of the creatures. RAdm AC Zuriyev: Science was at work on new methods of combating them, and the rest of us were dealing with the consequences of the battle we're in. We are at Red Alert. RAdm AC Zuriyev: Questions? Lt JG Axelalexa: <> RAdm AC Zuriyev: <> RAdm AC Zuriyev: All right, then... RAdm AC Zuriyev: BEGIN SIM RAdm AC Zuriyev: BEGIN SIM Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Sitting at TAC, avoiding flying creatures:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: Damage report, Mr. Zinthys? Lt Allen Zinthys: Hull breach in Main Engineering. It's contained with a force field for now, sir. Lt JG Axelalexa: ::Standing in science, creating highly not-nice biological weapons:: Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Cock-eyed grin:: Those engineers have got a nice view of the battle from there. Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::in science, doing something:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::almost smiles:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::except for the damage to his ship:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Taryn+ Engineering status report, please. Lt JG Axelalexa: Mr. Shaeffer, any other ideas on how to kill the creatures? Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Reconfigures the torpedoes to not explode, just push the creatures around:: Dr Phil Shaeffer: I'm fresh out. Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Boosts shield strength around ME:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Axelalexa+ I need your best idea, ready to go. Soon. LtJG Taryn: +Zuriyev+Shields are at 50%.... WatcherCMS has entered the room. WatcherCMS: <> Lt JG Axelalexa: Well, what if we reconfigured the torpedos to act as delivery agents for these toxins? RAdm AC Zuriyev: <> WatcherCMS: <<::nods:: thank you sir>> Lt JG Axelalexa: Instead of exploding and blowing up, they'd just quickly spray a highly concentrated lethal concoction.\ Lt JG Axelalexa: +Zuri+ We're currently discussing a best idea right now, sir. RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Axelalexa+ Hurry it along. We're running low on time. Lt JG Axelalexa: What do you think? Doctor Caine has entered the room. Dr Phil Shaeffer: Biology isn't my forte, Lietenant. You'd know better than I. LtJG Taryn: ::working to get shields:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: <> Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Not so nimbly avoids a charging creature:: Lt JG Axelalexa: Well, I'm asking from a feasability point of view. RAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> Another creature charges right as Allen dodge the last, and latches onto the shields. LtJG Taryn: ::rocks:: CounselorTempest has entered the room. WatcherCMS: ::kicks dead body:: hmm... CounselorTempest: <<::does a happy little dance:: YAY!>> Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Curses vehemently:: Creature on the shields, sir! WatcherCMS: ::has team carry it away:: WatcherCMS: <<::joins in the dance::>> RAdm AC Zuriyev: Get it off! RAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> The creature starts to drain a hole through the shields, near Engineering. Doctor Caine: <> LtJG Taryn: Damnit, cut power but to main systems::watches teh shields fall:: Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Fires off a torp, intending to use the kinetic energy to shove it away:: CounselorTempest: ::sits stoically on the bridge, observing the chaos:: Lt Allen Zinthys: <> Dr Phil Shaeffer: From an design point of view, it's feasable. But will the toxins work on that scale? WatcherCMS: <> Doctor Caine: <> Doctor Caine: :::in Sickbay::: Lt JG Axelalexa: I think so if we make them highly concentrate... Although... wait, what if we turned the tip into a hypospray-like delivery system? CounselorTempest: ::watches the Admiral's style of interaction with the rest of his crew:: Dr Phil Shaeffer: Once again, biology is your sphere... I wouldn't know. RAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> The creature makes its way through the shields and starts drilling through the hull into ME. JormSerp: *Heading towards Engineering in case the creature cuts through the shield* Lt Allen Zinthys: +Dante+ Lieutenant Smith! Assemble a team in engineering just in case. We've got a creature trying to break through. CounselorTempest: ::thinks he is very unlike Seamus Blackthorne:: Lt JG Axelalexa: +Doctor Caine+ Could you send me the design specs for a hypospray? WatcherCMS: <> Doctor Caine: :::activates EMH::: LtJG Taryn: +Bridge+We need to get that thing off....our shields are falling... WatcherCMS: +Allen+ aye sir RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Taryn+ Give us all the power you can find, Lieutenant. Doctor Caine: ::: turns to main medical computer::: Routing them to you now, Axe...several designs...take the one you like best. Lt JG Axelalexa: +Caine+ Thank you very much. Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Gathers some power and hits "it" with an EMP pulse, trying to freeze it's organs:: CounselorTempest: ::to herself:: I hate being called to duty right when I get onboard a new ship... I didn't even have a chance to change... ::pulls at her collar:: WatcherCMS: ::coordinates with other Team Leaders to get best possible coverage for the Engineering area:: Lt JG Axelalexa: ::looks over the specs, works them into the replicator, and makes an ugly looking torpedo full of biotoxins:: That should do it. RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::Sits apprehensively in the command chair and notices Tempest, narrows his eyes:: Doctor Caine: EMH> Please state the nature of the medical emergency. LtJG Taryn: ::cuts secondary power and transfers it to the shields:: CounselorTempest: ::smiles at Zuriyev:: Sir. Lt Allen Zinthys: +Taryn+ Any good ideas how to get this thing off the hull? CounselorTempest: I'm the new Counselor. Tempest Rainbird. WatcherCMS: ::wonders if these things have had any new mutations:: Lt JG Axelalexa: +Zuri+ I think I've got a biological weapon torpedo for use on the big spacefaring ones. RAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> The creature makes another hole in the hull and deposits six of the acid-spitting versions of itself in ME. CounselorTempest: We spoke while I was on Earth just after my return to active duty. Doctor Caine: :::to EMH::: You have Sickbay. RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Axel+ Get it ready. Lt Allen Zinthys: Another hull breach in ME! Sealing it off. LtJG Taryn: +Zinthys+How about giving it a shock? CounselorTempest: The crew is efficient. But Atlantis crews always have been. One of the best ships in the fleet. Lt JG Axelalexa: ::Replicates a few and has them transported to where ever torpedos are stored:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::nods:: Da, welcome aboard. ::can't help but find her familiar:: WatcherCMS: ack! ::parts of Teams 2 and 3 attack the creatures:: Lt Allen Zinthys: +Taryn+ Tried that. It just goes through it. Doctor Caine: :::: takes up med kits, etc.::: +Zuriyev+ Bridge, I'm on my way to Engineering. Lt Allen Zinthys: +Axe+ How's that weapon coming? Lt JG Axelalexa: ::looks at Phil:: Ok, now we just have to worry about the possibility that one might have gotten on board. CounselorTempest: Thank you, Sir. WatcherCMS: Bullet Proof Bob (aka Team 3 Leader, aka Ensign #8)> ewwwww...8 of 'em! RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::turns back to the situation at hand, dismissing any familiarity:: Lt JG Axelalexa: +Zinthys+ I've sent the torpedos to sit with the others. CounselorTempest: ::sees his eyes dwelling on her neck momentarily, and is glad that she's wearing a uniform with a high collar:: Lt Allen Zinthys: +Axe+ How do I use it? What does it do? RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Axel+ Time until we can use that weapon? CounselorTempest: ::exhales thinking, "that was close.":: WatcherCMS: quiet Bob! just have your guys take 'em out! Lt JG Axelalexa: +Zuri, Zinthys+ They're in the torpedo launch area. Just shoot them at the space creatures. Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Locates the new torps and loads them in:: WatcherCMS: Bullet Proof Bob> ::glares and shoots:: they're still creepy Lt Allen Zinthys: Area effect or single-shot? Lt JG Axelalexa: +Zuri, Zinthys+ They act like hyposprays of horrible toxins. RAdm AC Zuriyev: Hyposprays. Single shots. Execute, now. Lt Allen Zinthys: With pleasure, Admiral. LtJG Taryn: +Zinthys+I have no clue....now WatcherCMS: ::three of the buggers drop:: Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Makes sure he gets a hard lock before firing, but blasts out torpedoes:: CounselorTempest: ::momentarily considers fleeing the bridge to linger in sickbay or begin setting up her office in order to avoid Zuriyev's penetrating gaze, but decides that her position as counselor will inevitably involve her interacting with this man... and it's best to show no unusual behavior now...:: Lt Allen Zinthys: +Taryn+ We've got out solution, thank you. Just keep the power flowing. RAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> As the torpedos hit the creatures, they flail about wildly and eventually go limp. LtJG Taryn: +Bridge+I have shields at 20%... Lt Allen Zinthys: +Axe+ How many shots've I got? RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Taryn+ Keep that power coming, Lieutenant. Doctor Caine: :::arrives at main engineering::: Lt JG Axelalexa: +Zinthys+ 10 right now... They replicate a bit slowly... CounselorTempest: ::idly twists a strand of her hair between her fingers:: WatcherCMS: ::Team 5, bravely lead by Armored Ens #43 (not 42), comes rushing into ME and quickly levels 3 more critters:: Lt JG Axelalexa: +Zinthys+ I wrote a minor algorithm to have the machine continuously replicate them and send them with the others. WatcherCMS: ::turns to Caine:: Doc! get out! war zone! RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::smiles slightly as he sees their reactions:: Lt Allen Zinthys: +Axe+ Well get me more! There's lots of these buggers. Lt Allen Zinthys: +Axe+ Appreciated. RAdm AC Zuriyev: Zinthys, maintain firing as the torpedos are available. Lt Allen Zinthys: Aye, sir. CounselorTempest: Space dwelling creatures are never as threatening as they may first appear. ::chuckles softly:: Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Fires off his full compliment of torps:: WatcherCMS: ::shoots one that leaps for Doc Caine:: Lt JG Axelalexa: +Zinthys+ I am aware of it. I'm currently looking at a way to maximize the effiency of the replicators. RAdm AC Zuriyev: Also, get me data on their planetary lifesigns. LtJG Taryn: ::cuts power on few lower decks, to keep the shields up:: Lt Allen Zinthys: +Axe+ I know it. Good man.... er, Draknor. WatcherCMS: ::the last is quickly eradicated by the 3 sec teams:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::thinks these are the most threatening things he's fought:: CounselorTempest: <> Doctor Caine: :::holds up his own phaser::: I did not come unarmed, but thank you. WatcherCMS: ::nods:: Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Blasts creatures as soon as he gets torpedoes to reload:: Lt JG Axelalexa: ::looking over designs:: Dr Shaeffer, how are you with machines? Dr Phil Shaeffer: I can make them sing and dance. What do you need? Lt JG Axelalexa: I'm trying to speed up the replicators. Lt JG Axelalexa: They aren't making the torpedos fast enough to keep up with Zinthys. Lt Allen Zinthys: +Axe+ Maybe you should coordinate with Engineering. They're the replicator experts, after all. Dr Phil Shaeffer: Hmmmm... let me see... ::fingers flying:: Adding more power alone won't do it, because of the safety mechanism and the Uncertainty Principle... WatcherCMS: ::repositions the teams to assist the Engineering crew in repairing the whole left from the insurgence:: <> Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Starts scanning the planet-bound creatures:: Dr Phil Shaeffer: But if I turn off the safety routines and increase the trilinear grid stabilization... JormSerp: +Zinthys+ Sir, what would you like me to do? It looks like Dante's teams wiped out the creatures that infiltrated ME. Lt Allen Zinthys: <> Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::typing ever faster:: LtJG Taryn: ::running around trying to keep the shields up::: RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::Drums his fingers on the chair arm:: CounselorTempest: <> Lt JG Axelalexa: ::nods:: Ok, but how will you compensate for the... oh, that's a good idea. Lt Allen Zinthys: <> Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::two last keystrokes:: THERE! That should do it. This will increase the speed of our replicators by a factor of 3.54. However, it will draw off more power from the shields... Lt Allen Zinthys: Sir...... the creatures seem to have taken over the planet. ::Blanches:: They're all over the place!! Lt JG Axelalexa: Zinthys might not be happy about that. I better ask him. RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::Stands suddenly:: Lt JG Axelalexa: +Zinthys+ I can get you the torpedos faster, but it'll draw power from the shields. RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Axelalexa+ Lieutenant, how will your poison work on a planetwide scale? LtJG Taryn: ::sees somebody is draining power from his shields:: Dr Phil Shaeffer: Lt Allen Zinthys: ::remembers something about a new ensign:: +Jorm+ Take a team or two to the security office. Be ready as my rapid-response team. RAdm AC Zuriyev: Lt Allen Zinthys: WatcherCMS: ::turns to one of the Team 2 members closest to him <>:: hey...you there...keep an eye on Doctor Caine...if he insists on staying we're gonna make sure we don't lose our best surgeon! Lt JG Axelalexa: +Zuri+ Planetwide? I'd need to develop a new delivery system, but the toxins should only stay in the atmosphere for 48 hours and will only affect creatures with similar genetic structures to the hostiles. JormSerp: +Zinthys+ Aye, sir. Lt Allen Zinthys: +Taryn+ Lieutenant, what's my shield power at? RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Axelalexa+ Get it ready. WatcherCMS: ::hears the comm:: or better yet...do what Zinthys said... Lt JG Axelalexa: ::Looks at Phil:: Does your knowledge of machines include bombs? Dr Phil Shaeffer: RAdm AC Zuriyev: <> LtJG Taryn: +Zinthys+Well I have increasing it, but somebody draining my supply, we are at 25% WatcherCMS: ::nods to Armored Ens #43 to have Team 5 follow Diony:: there all yours Lt Allen Zinthys: Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::grins at Axe:: Considering that most modern bombs are based on variants of dimensional or energy physics, I'd have to say yes. ^_^ JormSerp: ::Quickly re-groups Team 5 and heads to the Security Office:: Lt JG Axelalexa: Well, in this case, we just need one that will produce a lot of kinetic energy to spread a gas very rapidly. Lt Allen Zinthys: +Axe+ Find another way. The shields are too weak as is> RAdm AC Zuriyev: How many of them are left in orbit, Mr. Zinthys? Lt JG Axelalexa: +Zinthys+ Right. Lt Allen Zinthys: Not many. I'm mopping them up now. Dr Phil Shaeffer: What kind of energy discharge would you need? How many joules, and on what scale? Do you want long-lasting lethal effects? WatcherCMS: ::keeps Teams 2 and 3 working on the repairs:: JormSerp: +Zinthys+ I have sec. Team 5 assembled in the Security Office, sir:: Lt JG Axelalexa: The energy from the bomb only needs to be powerful enough to spread the gas over the whole planet. LtJG Taryn: ::takes teh main engines off line, and uses the power from them to help with the shields:: Lt Allen Zinthys: +Jorm+ Thank you, Ensign. Stay on your toes, just in case. Lt JG Axelalexa: We're going to wipe the creatures completely off New Dublin. JormSerp: +Zinthys+ Aye, sir. RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::waits impatiently, glances at Tempest again from the corner of his eye:: Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::immediate response:: High-altitude pinch-fusion detonation. Spread it through the upper stratosphere and let the wind do the rest. LtJG Taryn: ::punching away:: Dr Phil Shaeffer: Well use a low-level magnetic pinch field bomb to prevent the detonation from vaporizing the toxin. Dr Phil Shaeffer: I'm on it. ::starts designing:: CounselorTempest: ::becomes intent on picking a piece of lint off her uniform:: Doctor Caine: <<>> Lt Allen Zinthys: ::The last creature outside the atmosphere is pierced by a torpedo and dies with a horrible gurgle:: Lt JG Axelalexa: ::nods:: Ok, you design the specs for the bomb, I'll start on the gas. Lt JG Axelalexa: ::Sees he's already started, is impressed:: WatcherCMS: ::sees that a new piece of material is almosted bolted into place:: ok boys stand back and let these gear heads finish up Lt JG Axelalexa: ::Changes a few minor structures to make sure the gas completely degrades after 48 hours:: Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::starts an ancillary program to analyze wind dispersal patterns on the planet's surface:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::Shakes his head, negating a thought, then looks over the logistics:: WatcherCMS: <> RAdm AC Zuriyev: Zinthys, will one starship be enough to affect the whole planet? JormSerp: <> WatcherCMS: <> JormSerp: <> Lt Allen Zinthys: +Axe+ Thanks for your help, Palindrome. You can cut the flow of torps now. I've got enough if any are stupid enough to try anything. Dr Phil Shaeffer: <> RAdm AC Zuriyev: <> Lt JG Axelalexa: +Zinthys+ Affirmative. ::Cuts the algorithm:: CounselorTempest: ::looks up at Zinthys:: Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Turns to the Admiral:: Depends on what the science boys come up with. CounselorTempest: ::tries to remember his psych. profile...:: Lt JG Axelalexa: How's that bomb looking? WatcherCMS: <<::bows to Phil in respect::>> RAdm AC Zuriyev: Compose a message to the rest of Third Fleet, detailing instructions on dealing with these creatures, if any more are to be found. And order the nearest starship in Third to this location. Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::looking at wind pattern analysis:: Looks good, but analysis of the climate patterns indicates we should use TWO bombs for most effective dispersal- one at this point, near the south pole, and another here, over this large continent in the northern hemisphere. Dr Phil Shaeffer: And the bombs are ready. The first is being replicated right now. CounselorTempest: ::nods at Zuriyev's suggestion:: Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Raises his eyebrows:: I'm on it, sir. Lt JG Axelalexa: Ok. Sounds good. ::Adds teh gas the the bombs as they come out:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::suddenly likes being an Admiral a lot more:: Lt JG Axelalexa: ::the gas:: Dr Phil Shaeffer: ... bomb one ready. Replicating bomb two. LtJG Taryn: <> CounselorTempest: ::always feels generally awkward about assimilating into a command staff:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::Being that ordering another ship to come here, rather than requesting it, felt damned good:: WatcherCMS: <> Lt JG Axelalexa: <> Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Typing onto his console, locates the nearest ship, and sends out the communique:: Dr Phil Shaeffer: Bomb two ready! Doctor Caine: <> WatcherCMS: <<::nods:: it's Dodo time!>> Lt JG Axelalexa: ::Adds gas to two:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: USS Trafalgar> ::replies that she's on her way, ETA: 10 minutes:: Dr Phil Shaeffer: <> Lt JG Axelalexa: +Zuri+ We have two bombs set up. Dr Phil Shaeffer: I'd added a safety device; they won't detonate until after they've been primed in pre-launch. Doctor Caine: ::: returns to Sickbay ::: Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Mutters something under his breath about comms and navs and guns and people and force fields and secretaries:: Lt JG Axelalexa: ::nods:: Dr. Shaeffer, send the data on the optimal detonation places to Lt Zinthys. Lt Allen Zinthys: <> WatcherCMS: <> Dr Phil Shaeffer: <> Lt Allen Zinthys: <> RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Axelalexa+ Another starship is on its way so that we can drop them both at the same time. Dr Phil Shaeffer: Yes sir! ::tappity tap tap:: Data sent to Zinthys. CounselorTempest: <> Doctor Caine: <> Lt JG Axelalexa: +Zuri+ As you will, Captain. CounselorTempest: <> Dr Phil Shaeffer: <> WatcherCMS: <<"Gimme all your money!" "no!" "I've got a big gun here!" "ok">> LtJG Taryn: <> RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Axelalexa+ Prepare one of the bombs for transport. RAdm AC Zuriyev: Zinthys, take us to a north polar orbit. Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Moves the ship closer to the planet:: Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::Muttering to Axe:: And just in case they can't figure it out, the bombs are primed by pushing the big red button marked ARM. Lt JG Axelalexa: +Zuri+ The bomb is now set in the torpedo area for launch. Lt JG Axelalexa: +Zuri+ It only needs to be primed before launch. LtJG Taryn: Am heading to the bridge...to work alittle bit..and to see what is going on. RAdm AC Zuriyev: USS Trafalgar, a Galaxy-Class> ::arrives on the scene:: Lt Allen Zinthys: ::A few quick calculations by the computer and the ship is in geosynchrous orbit over the north pole:: LtJG Taryn: ::enters teh TL:: Lt JG Axelalexa: What a user friendly interface. WatcherCMS: ::wonders if and when another wave of badies will come to play:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: Cpt Garrett> Atlantis, this is Trafalgar, reporting as ordered. CounselorTempest: ::stands, walks over to the viewscreen:: Doctor Caine: <> Dr Phil Shaeffer: <> CounselorTempest: ::peers at the starscape, and reaches out to touch the surface with her hand:: LtJG Taryn: ::enters on the bridge takes engineering console:: WatcherCMS: <> Lt Allen Zinthys has left the room. CounselorTempest: ::turns, seeing Zuriyev in Seamus' seat...:: CounselorTempest: He hasn't changed. RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Trafalgar+ Thank you for coming so quickly. Stand by to receive a bomb from us, then go to a south polar orbit and prepare to launch it. Lt Allen Zinthys has entered the room. WatcherCMS: <> Lt Allen Zinthys: <> RAdm AC Zuriyev: CptGarrett> Yes, Admiral. RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Axelalexa+ Transport the other bomb to the Trafalgar. LtJG Taryn: ::hears that, and looks at the Admiral:: Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Shakes his head:: Lt JG Axelalexa: ::Transports the bomb to Trafalgar:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> Two more of the creatures fly up from the planet. Lt JG Axelalexa: ::hopes the user friendly interface is simple enough to understand:: Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Sees Taryn:: Couldn't take the heat in ME anymore, huh? WatcherCMS: ::looks around Engineering and wonders who's in charge:: Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Targets two new creatures and easily blasts them w/ torps:: JormSerp: ::Paces around the Security Office, waiting for orders:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: USS Trafalgar> ::goes to position over the opposite pole:: WatcherCMS: ::laughs to himself as he realizes the only way he can tell his peep from the Engineers is the guns:: (m) lotsa gold... CounselorTempest: ::walks slowly back to her seat, gaze fixed on a point at the center of the room where she remembers on her first mission on Atlantis there was a red creature that possessed Jaina Blackthorne...:: LtJG Taryn: ::Ensign Sharku is at ME:: WatcherCMS: <> Lt Allen Zinthys: +Jorm+ Ensign, the main threat has passed. For the time being, head back to ME to support with the repairs:: Lt Allen Zinthys: <> RAdm AC Zuriyev: Zinthys, correct position to over the northern continent. JormSerp: +Zinthys+ Aye, sir...on my way. JormSerp: ::Assembles Team 5 and heads over to ME to aid in the repairs:: WatcherCMS: <> Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Shifts the orbit southward to the area above the continent:: LtJG Taryn: <> Lt JG Axelalexa: ::looks at Phil:: Good work on the bomb. WatcherCMS: <> CounselorTempest: ::sits down again:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: Coordinate with the Trafalgar and standby to launch. Dr Phil Shaeffer: Thanks... but I'll feel better after they work and this is over. CounselorTempest: ::returns her attentions to the individuals *currently* on the bridge:: Lt Allen Zinthys: +Phil+ Just who primes the bombs for launch? Dr Phil Shaeffer: +Zinthys+ Doesn't matter. Just press the button. Doctor Caine: <> LtJG Taryn: hey Zinthys are we goign to wipe out this race CounselorTempest: ::blinks at the mention of "the button":: Dr Phil Shaeffer: +Zinthys+ But pinch-field fusion is notoriously finicky, so I didn't want to have armed thermonuclear devices on board for any longer than necessary. WatcherCMS: <> Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Sees a blinking red button:: +Phil+ Gotcha. RAdm AC Zuriyev: Are we both ready, Mr. Zinthys? Dr Phil Shaeffer: +Zin+ The ARM button won't detonate; it simply activates the magnetic pinch-field. CounselorTempest: ::leans back into the chair, pinning her hair behind her:: Lt Allen Zinthys: The goal, yes, is to eliminate all the creatures. RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::stands to watch the viewscreen:: Lt JG Axelalexa: ::Sets up the largest screen in Main Science to display the planet's surface:: Lt Allen Zinthys: ::taps on his console a little bit, verifying that the Trafalgar is ready and understands how to arm the bombs as well as where to fire it at:: All green, sir. RAdm AC Zuriyev: Bring up a tactical display of planetary population on the corner of the screen. Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Puts a view on the northern continent on screen, with the requested addition:: Lt JG Axelalexa: If this works, we're both going to have a substational amount of kills to our names. RAdm AC Zuriyev: Launch the warhead on my mark. Doctor Caine: ::: leaves Sickbay::: RAdm AC Zuriyev: Five. RAdm AC Zuriyev: Four. RAdm AC Zuriyev: Three. Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Arms the bomb:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: Two. RAdm AC Zuriyev: One. RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::Swallows:: Mark. Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Fires it:: Dr Phil Shaeffer: Lucky us. I don't know about you, but I joined Star Fleet just because I felt like my three doctorates just weren't impressive enough without a long rack fo confirmed kills. RAdm AC Zuriyev: Trafalgar> ::fires:: CounselorTempest: ::rests her hands lightly on the arms of her chair, fingers curled around them:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::watches with his hands clasped behind his back:: Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Makes sure that the Trafalgar has also done so and nods imperceptibly:: Lt JG Axelalexa: Really? I joined because it was my duty to bring my clan glory by being a loyal officer of Starfleet. RAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> Two bright pinpoints appear on the planet, one visible to each Starship. CounselorTempest: <> Doctor Caine: :::arrives on the bridge::: WatcherCMS: <> Dr Phil Shaeffer: That... was sarcasm, lieutenant. Someday I'll have to teach you about that. Doctor Caine: :::stands next to the turbolift doors::: Lt Allen Zinthys: <> CounselorTempest: <> RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::Watches the sun-bright pinpoints fade after about ten seconds:: WatcherCMS: <> Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::tapping at keyboard:: Weather simulation indicates lethal saturation over entire planetary surface in 9-12 hours. CounselorTempest: <<::winks::>> Lt JG Axelalexa: Sarcasm... Sounds interesting. Is it a form of dialetic argument? Dr Phil Shaeffer: LD90 is estimated to be less than 1 part per million. Lt Allen Zinthys: <> CounselorTempest: <> WatcherCMS: <> Dr Phil Shaeffer: Sarcasm... yes, in a way. It's a technique of using cutting irony to indicate an illogical or foolish point. Lt JG Axelalexa: <> Lt Allen Zinthys: <> WatcherCMS: <> CounselorTempest: ::is surprised by the beauty of the sun-bright pinpoints:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::after a few minutes, watches the numbers slowly start to drop:: CounselorTempest: ::unconsciously chews on her lower lip, nervous, despite herself:: Lt Allen Zinthys: +Axe+ Give me a few more of those torpedoes, just in case some of them try to flee. Dr Phil Shaeffer: You see, Axe, I didn't really join the Star Fleet because I wanted to have a kill record. It was ironic, you see? Lt JG Axelalexa: ::Sets up the machine to give Zinthys a few more torpedos:: Lt JG Axelalexa: Oh, I think I understand. LtJG Taryn: ::watching the viewscreen:: WatcherCMS: <> Lt JG Axelalexa: So you make a statement which should be obviously not true to accent that it is not true. Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Easily copies the algorithm and sends it to the Trafalgar with the virus info:: CounselorTempest: <> Lt JG Axelalexa: How do you tell truth statements from false ones, then? CounselorTempest: Isn't it strange how beautiful space is, Admiral? WatcherCMS: <> CounselorTempest: I mean... deadly... yes... filled with strange things that should not appeal to the imagination.... but... beautiful. I've missed it. Lt JG Axelalexa: I'll have to try this "sarcasm" some time. JormSerp: +Zinthys+ Repairs are coming along nicely here in ME, sir. RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::sits and simply says:: Yes. Lt JG Axelalexa: Do all mammals appreciate it? RAdm AC Zuriyev: l Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Watches the numbers dwindle, and shuts his eyes:: Dr Phil Shaeffer: Correct. The blatant falsehood highlights the irrational nature of the point. Use logical deduction and reasonable induction to determine truth from falsehood. Lt JG Axelalexa: I see. RAdm AC Zuriyev: Taryn, final damage report? Lt Allen Zinthys: +Jorm+ Thank you, ensign. You're help is appreciated. WatcherCMS: ::sees his new fav Ensign talking to Zinthys on the comm:: when'd you come back? ::chuckles:: Doctor Caine: :::quietly::: Why should the limitless universe not appeal to our imaginations, Counselor? Dr Phil Shaeffer: Only sapient species are known to indulge in sarcasm. I couldn't guess at whether non-sentients can make use of it, but my guess would be no. JormSerp: +Dante+ Been here all along, working on repairs. CounselorTempest: The unknown should always inspire fear... CounselorTempest: At least in the normal individual. LtJG Taryn: ::sighs::Um, repairs are going good, shields are back up over 50%, we are working on the hull now sir... WatcherCMS: ::looks at him:: hmm...odd...missed you there ::chuckles again:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: Time until full repair? CounselorTempest: So, I suppose... ::smiles gently at Caine:: those of us with a sense of wonder who find that the unknown sparks not dread but flights of fancy aren't quite normal. RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::Glances unconciously at the dropping numbers:: CounselorTempest: I'm Tempest Rainbird. The new Counselor. LtJG Taryn: Well it should take us an hr and half, but I can try to get it done in 45 mins...sir JormSerp: +Zuriyev+ Should be completed soon, Admiral. RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::nods and turns back to the screen:: Doctor Caine: Brian Ellison Caine, Chief Medical Officer. WatcherCMS: <> WatcherCMS: <> Lt Allen Zinthys: Sir, it would appear that I'm not needed anymore. ::Looks at the numbers against his will and feels the blood rushing to his face:: May I retire to my quarters:: CounselorTempest: Ahhh... CounselorTempest: I was wondering when I'd meet you. Doctor Caine: :::nods::: And I, the same... RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::nods:: Thank you, Mr. zinthys. RAdm AC Zuriyev: PAUSE SIM RAdm AC Zuriyev: PAUSE SIM CounselorTempest: Your psychological profile was intriguing. I understand you know quite a bit about my science as well as your own. Perhaps we will be able to work together on occasion? I would enjoy that. Lt JG Axelalexa: ::Pauses:: WatcherCMS: ::pawsed:: LtJG Taryn: ::paused:: Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::in freeze-frame:: JormSerp: ::paused:: CounselorTempest: ::looks at him, smiling, but can't help wishing that there were Brooke Dolan waiting in the shadows:: CounselorTempest: ::pauses:: RAdm AC Zuriyev: Nice job, folks. CounselorTempest: <> WatcherCMS: ::giggles:: Doctor Caine: <<>> RAdm AC Zuriyev: Thus concludes this plot. A bit of wrap-up in logs and maybe at the start of next sim, and we're into the next one. WatcherCMS: ok folks...I'm gonna try to get a new screen name WatcherCMS: a better one for this character JormSerp: I'll probably have a new SN with my character name for next time...too many people IMing me on the side...