U.S.S. Atlantis, 08/07/01

RAdm AC Zuriyev: All right, as we are travelling through the Badlands, we've received a distress call from the USS
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Icarus...
RAdm AC Zuriyev: a medical ship that is being harassed just outside the Badlands.
WatcherCMS: <<flew too close to the Cardies?>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Apparently.
WatcherCMS: shoulda listened to pappa...
RAdm AC Zuriyev: So, it's up to us to rush in and save the day... everyone ready?
Lt Allen Zinthys: heh heh...
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Yes, Zinthys, you get to blow something up.
Qi raS: Ready as I'll ever be...
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::does a happy dance::
DrGeileisKael: ::rolls eyes::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: So...
RAdm AC Zuriyev: BEGIN SIM
Qi raS: ::smiles::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: BEGIN SIM
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::on the Icarus, under heavy fire::
WatcherCMS: ::standing gaurd at Tac::
EnsignTommySpark has entered the room.
CSciAxelalexa: ::doing hideous medical experiments to poor Bob::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Sitting at Tactical, looks up at Dante::
Eden Sitara: ::in Engineering::
DrGeileisKael: ::in sickbay, doing medicaly things::
WatcherCMS: ::looks down...grins::
EnsignTommySpark: <<NICE TURNOUT! AMEN!!>>
CSciAxelalexa: Hmm... maybe we should give him colon cancer and see if we can find a new way to remove it...
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ Helm, evasive maneuvers! Pattern beta!
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Helm, set course to intercept that distress call.
Qi raS: ::stands watching the medical experiments with growing enthusiasm::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Ens Solo> Aye, sir. :::changes course and speed to intercept::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Why don't you get some boarding parties ready. Just in case.
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ <Icarus Helmsman> Sir, we can't shake them!
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Maximum speed!
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::just then gets the message on his chairarm about the new XO to be assigned here::
Eden Sitara: ::since she is the "higher up" in Engineering at the moment, is directing other officers to keep check
Qi raS: Sounds good to me... ::evil, evil grin::
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ <Icarus Comm Officer> Communication is down! Our distresss signal is no longer transmitting!
CounselorTempest: ::on the bridge sitting in the XOs chair::
Eden Sitara: on vital systems::
WatcherCMS: aye sir ::heads off to assemble a crack team...hehehe::
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ Then I hope someone got our SOS before the comm went down!
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Zinthys, let them know we are on our way.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Does some long-range scans, hoping to get an idea of what they're leaping into::
WatcherCMS: ::arrives in the Sec office...and can't find Bob::
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ <Helm> ::trying desperately to evade the bad guys, but still taking fire::
WatcherCMS: <<dang...my list of ensigns isn't on this comp!>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Ens Solo> She'll fly apart, Admiral! ::has Atlantis at warp 9.9 already::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Aye, sir ::Patches a transmission through to the Icarus::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Fly her apart then!
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ Helm, don't make me fly this bloody ship for you! Get us OUT of here!
CounselorTempest: ::glances at the reckless Admiral::
Lt Allen Zinthys: +Icarus+ Your distress call has been recieved. Help is on the way.
Eden Sitara: ::stands in Eng, hopes they don't fly the damn ship apart:: ;P
WatcherCMS: ::starts getting a boarding party ready:: hmm...hey Kev...where's Bob?
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::moves forward and punches the speed up to maximum, warp 9.99::
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ <Engineering> +Bridge+, warp drive is gone, impulse engines are at 25%. Shields ar 30%. We need
WatcherCMS: Kevlar Encased Ensign> ::shrugs:: I dunno
Cmdr Moreau has entered the room.
CmdrBrookeDolan: help, or we're not getting out of this one!
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Ens Solo> This speed is only safe for thirty-six hours, Admiral.
CSciAxelalexa: ::looks to Qi raS:: Okay, get the samples outta storage.
WatcherCMS: well...you're going then
Qi raS: ::Grins:: Aye, sir!
RAdm AC Zuriyev: I am aware of that, *Ensign*.
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ ::extremely frustrated with the helmsman, takes the helm:: I just took command of this ship, Ensign,
CSciAxelalexa: I'll get the fun equipment out.
CmdrBrookeDolan: I'm not letting it fall apart yet!
WatcherCMS: Kev> ::grins a toothy Klingon grin:: good!
Qi raS: ::moves to sample cabinets, takes out five ampoules marked "TOXIN"::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Red Alert, Mr. Zinthys!
CSciAxelalexa: Nothing like research in the name of harming oth... I mean, science.
EnsignTommySpark: ::in quarters, finishing up a sonic shower::
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ ::piloting the ship, managing to dodge enemy fire somewhat better than the helmsman::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Aye Sir. Red Alert. ::Annoying buzzer buzzes and red lights start flashing::
DrGeileisKael: ::continues mucking about in sickbay::
DrGeileisKael: ::intermittedly yelling at incompetent nurses::
WatcherCMS: ::grabs his own supped-up gear as the Klingon grabs a blade::
Qi raS: Want me to bring out my specialized cutlery? ::pulls out fourteen-inch curved, traditional Klingon
Qi raS: dagger::
Eden Sitara: ::glances up, noting the klaxons and the telltale red lights flashing like a disco on Risa::
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ <Engineering> +Bridge+, we have a minor breach in the core, we're attempting to lock it down!
WatcherCMS: uhm...no D'k Tahg today
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::Watching helm himself now, having relieved Solo of duty::
WatcherCMS: Kev> ::frowns::
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ Bloody hell! Where's our backup! Comm, get our distress signal back up, NOW!
Eden Sitara: ::mumbles a bit herself, strapping a kit around her waist loosely and doing quick rounds about
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ETA thirty seconds, Zinthys. Look sharp.
CSciAxelalexa: Hmmm... Sure, why not.
EnsignTommySpark: ::pulls on his uniform::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Clears his throat:: Sir, if you wish, I am capable of flying this craft.
Eden Sitara: ME, making sure what needs to be done is done::
CSciAxelalexa: Okay, you give him the cancer, and I'll try to think of some way to remove it.
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ <Engineering> +Bridge+ It's no good! The core's going to blow! We need to evacuate the ship!
CounselorTempest: ::reflexively clasps the arm of her chair with more vigor as the red alert sounds::
CSciAxelalexa: It's like that game, operation.
EnsignTommySpark: ::examines himself in the mirror, making sure his hair looks good::
CSciAxelalexa: Then I'll give him cancer somewhere, and you have to try and remove it.
CounselorTempest: ::half-closes her eyes, filtering out the red light that alters the cast to the skin of the officers
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ Bloody hell!!!!!
CounselorTempest: on the bridge::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Can you get a report on the Icarus, Zinthys?
Qi raS: ::loads one ampoule into medical hypo spray gun, shoots Bob in arm::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Makes sure all his weapons are working::
CounselorTempest: ::rubs her hand on her knee, against the woolknit fabric of her loose, straight skirt, a departure
Qi raS: ::grins:: This is fun...
Lt Allen Zinthys: Negative, sir. I have also not recived a confirmation of our hail.
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ +Shipwide+ All personnel to escape pods, core breach is imminent. Evacuate immediately!
WatcherCMS: ::grabs a few more of the "top" security guys that Atlantis can spare::
CounselorTempest: from her normal fare of beaten-up jeans::
Lt Allen Zinthys: I would suspect that, for one reason or another, their communications are down.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::ignores the offer to give up helm control, doesn't get to do this often::
EnsignTommySpark: Computer, one bag of Swedish fish::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Dropping to impulse.
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ ::waits for her officers to get off the bridge, continues dodging fire, hoping the ship will hold
CounselorTempest: ::stands and walks behind the TacticalConsole::
CmdrBrookeDolan: together::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Cracks his knuckles::
CounselorTempest: ::to the tac officer:: Don't mind me. Just looking.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> A Cardassian cruiser is about to destroy the Icarus.
Lt Allen Zinthys: I would prefer you didn't
EnsignTommySpark: ::Watches as the candy materializes beneath the replicator::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Unloads a full spread of torps at the cruiser::
Eden Sitara: ::hearing the hum of the warp core drop a bit, indicating the use of impulse power for the moment,
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ ::watches the flickering viewscreen as a Cardassian ship bears down on Icarus::
CounselorTempest: ::makes anote to take the price of a SIR out of zinthys back::
Eden Sitara: glances up at the core as she moves around;:
EnsignTommySpark: ::grabs the bag an heads out the door::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Damage report on the Icarus!
CounselorTempest: ::completely sick of his insubordinate attitude::
CounselorTempest: ::walks to an empty science console and sits, flashing up the reports from the tac console on it::
CSciAxelalexa: ::Wonders if he can remove a cancer without using any lasers at all::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Follows with a pair of fully powered phaser bursts at their engineering section::
WatcherCMS: ::walks his team down the hall toward the TR:: keep it movin fellas...
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ ::sighs audibly as a Federation ship swoops in to save the day::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Their communications are down. Their shields are below 30%.
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ ::confident that the bigger ship can handle the Cardassians, runs toward the nearest escape pod::
EnsignTommySpark: ::walks up to the turbolift -- sees a familiar green skinned woman making her way around the corner::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> The Cardassian ship, having been more than a match for a medical ship, is nothing
RAdm AC Zuriyev: against the Atlantis.
CSciAxelalexa: ::Begins working on a new drug to counter it::
CSciAxelalexa: ::And, as a bonus, give Bob the runs::
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ ::still running, just trying to get off the ship before it explodes::
WatcherCMS: <<poor, poor Bob>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Targets a trio of QTs at the nearest warp nacelle on the Cardy ship::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Sir, core breach is imminent.
Eden Sitara: <<The runs? I hope engineering isn't in charge of cleaning the bathrooms after that. :P>>
CSciAxelalexa: ::Looks at what he's created, injects it into Bob::
CounselorTempest: ::notes the sketchy outline of a report against Zinthys listing various counts of insubordination
CounselorTempest: ::notes the sketchy outline of a report against Zinthys listing various counts of insubordination
RAdm AC Zuriyev: We must evacuate them. Their pods will not get them far enough away.
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ ::feels the ship shuddering underneath her as the warp core begins to breach::
CounselorTempest: toward her and Kael::
EnsignTommySpark: Kina> Hey there. Nice to get a chance to meet you in clean clothes.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> The QTs destroy the Cardassian ship.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Affermative
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ I hope my crew made it far enough away in the pods. God knows I won't ...
EnsignTommySpark: I'm sorry. Do I --- You look familiar --
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ ::prepares to meet her Maker::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Prepare to mass transport all lifeforms from that ship and her pods.
Eden Sitara: ::comes around in ME, making it back to the main console, glancing over scans::
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ ::sees her life flash before her eyes, wonders why she never took time to stop and smell the
CmdrBrookeDolan: flowers::
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<UP yours AIM!!!>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Drops shields::
EnsignTommySpark: grrr
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Their shields are still up.
EnsignTommySpark: <<Tommy didn't say that, I did>>
WatcherCMS: <<funny...I thought you were shooting at the cardies...>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Begins beaming people off the ship first and sends them straight to sickbay::
CSciAxelalexa: ::injects again::
CSciAxelalexa: ::checking the cancer's recession::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ACTION> as the core begins to breach, the shields on Icarus completely fail
CSciAxelalexa: ::and Bob's miscomfort::
EnsignTommySpark: Kina> I ws part of the away team that valiantly "rescued you"
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Never mind, they have failed... Get everyone you can!
Lt Allen Zinthys: On it!
RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Sickbay+ Incoming evacuees!
DrGeileisKael: ::watches sickbay become infested with patients::
CmdrBrookeDolan: @ ::feel herself begin to dematerialize, just in the nick of time::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Starts sending as many people as quickly as he can to SB::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Time to detonation?
WatcherCMS: ::shrugs to the team::
DrGeileisKael: +Zuriyev+ Thanks for the advanced warning!
EnsignTommySpark: Kina> ::smiles wryly:: I transferred over from the Zapata when we dropped you off.
Qi raS: ::grins mightily at Bob's obvious pain::
CSciAxelalexa: Okay... he's okay. ::Injects bob with a new toxin:: Your turn.
Qi raS: ::smiles::
DrGeileisKael: ::rushes around like a madwoman::::wonders where the hell her AMO's have got to::
Lt Allen Zinthys: We've got 1.5 minutes.
Qi raS: How did they do it in the Terran twentieth century... invasive surgery?
EnsignTommySpark: ::the turbolift comes, they enter::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: How long until you have everyone?
WatcherCMS: ::rushes people back to there posts now that they're the only ship around::
Qi raS: ::flashes fourteen-inch blade in light::
Lt Allen Zinthys: 1 min. 10 seconds. Evacuation is complete.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::punches the ship to high warp again::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Thanks to gods for all the Transporters on the Atlantis::
CSciAxelalexa: <<For those of us playing at home, Axe gave Bob testicular cancer>>
WatcherCMS: <<ewwwwww>>
Qi raS: <<THANK YOU!!!!! :-D>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::materializes on the Atlantis, unsure of exactly what happened or what ship she's now on::
EnsignTommySpark: Kina> I'm not surprised you don't remember me.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::stifles the urge to drop to her knees and kiss the floor::
Eden Sitara: <<::blink::>>
CSciAxelalexa: I think they used small knives called 'scalpels' and the like... can you imagine how hard it must
CSciAxelalexa: have been?
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Zinthys, check commbadges - did you get a Commander Dolan?
EnsignTommySpark: Kina> We weren't the most successful away mission.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Winces:: Sir, all the Icarus' personnel are in sickbay.
Qi raS: ::strips Bob of his pants, and removes the cancerous organs with a few sawing motions...
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::thinks::
Qi raS: ...without anaesthetic::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::looks around and realizes she is in sickbay, along with several wounded crewmen of the Icarus::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Just a moment..... yeah. Is she the exec?
DrGeileisKael: ::to patients:: You, you, and you. Get out. You're not wounded.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> The Icarus is destroyed in a huge budget-draining explosion.
EnsignTommySpark: Kina>Plus, you had a much more attractive latino Ensign to distract you
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::The explosion is televised on the bridges front viewscreen and recorded for posterity::
EnsignTommySpark: ::smiles, embarrased::
EnsignTommySpark: No, I remember you now
WatcherCMS: ::walks by sickbay as several crewmen walk out...stunned::
Qi raS: Good lord, how big were the blades? Three-quarters of an inch???
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Zinthys, stand down red alert, remain at yellow.
WatcherCMS: what happened to you guys?
CounselorTempest: <<OK, web design and simming don't agree... ::goes back to the chat room::>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::sees a fellow disciple of Hippocrates:: You, doctor! How many casualties?
DrGeileisKael: ::to Dolan:: You. On the examination table. You're bleeding.
WatcherCMS: Crewman> ::shrugs:: I dunno...we just got kicked out...
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Rainbird, you have the bridge.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Aye, sir. ::Annoying flashing red light becomes an annoying flashing yellow light::
CounselorTempest: ::remains enraptured by the tac readouts::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::shakes her head:: I'm a former doctor. I'm fine. See to my crew, please.
EnsignTommySpark: I just didn't expect to see you on the Atlantis
CounselorTempest: ::takes the bridge and goes to the center chair::
EnsignTommySpark: ::sticks out hand:: I'm Tommy Spark. It's good to officially make your acquantance.
Lt Allen Zinthys: So, did I perform up to your standards, counselor?
Eden Sitara: ::is relieved as the klaxons stop their incessant and annoying siren, and is replaced with a quite and
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::enters the TL:: Sickbay!
Eden Sitara: mellow yellow::
CmdrBrookeDolan: I need to get in touch with Starfleet about the destruction of my ship. <m> Cardie bastards.
WatcherCMS: ::tries to find out what's going on in sickbay without actually going in::
EnsignTommySpark: Kina>::laughs:: Official -- that's cute
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::arrives at Sickbay::
CSciAxelalexa: About, yes.,
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::Wades through all of the people::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::before the good doctor can detain her, Brooke dashes out of sickbay::
CSciAxelalexa: It's amazing what those crazy people could do.
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<ha ha!!!! you'll never catch me, Admiral!!!>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Commander Dolan! ::shouting to find her::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::heads for the nearest turbolift, enters, lets the doors close::
WatcherCMS: ::watches the Admiral go in::
WatcherCMS: he's not hurt either...
Qi raS: ::stows cancerous organs in an ether-filled specimin jar and puts them on display::
DrGeileisKael: Former doctor? Good. Fix yourself up and give us a hand.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Watches her out of the corner of his eye::
Eden Sitara: ::begins handing out orders to make any necessary repairs and checkups::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Computer, location of Commander Brooke Dolan?
CounselorTempest: ::keeps her face and lips silent::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::realizes she doesn't know what ship she's on, halts the turbolift and gets off at the next deck::
EnsignTommySpark: Want some Swedish fish?
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::touches a panel:: Computer, what ship am I on?
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::follows the computer's directions::
Qi raS: ::loads a third ampoule in to hypo gun and injects in right calf:: Your turn again, sir.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::enters the TL and goes up down a few decks::
Qi raS: ::smiles::
WatcherCMS: ::follows the Commander he dosn't recognize::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::Gets off and goes to the indicated panel::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Computer, in a voice not unlike Majel Barret's> U.S.S. Atlantis, NCC-1021-D.
EnsignTommySpark: Kina> No thanks. I refuse to consume anything before I've had my coffee.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Commander Dolan.
WatcherCMS: uhm...ma'am?
EnsignTommySpark: Kina>Speaking of which, there a replicator in sickbay?
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::freaks out:: ATLANTIS?! I'M ON THE ATLANTIS?!?!?!?!
DrGeileisKael has left the room.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::whirls at the sound of her name:: I don't know who you are, but get me the hell off this ship!
WatcherCMS: ::sees the Admiral coming::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Commander, please calm down.
EnsignTommySpark: Wow -- you're headed to sickbay too?
WatcherCMS: ::steps out of his way as he appears to be following the same woman::
EnsignTommySpark: Kina> The uniform's blue, isn't it?
CmdrBrookeDolan: I need to talk to Starfleet, I need to get out of here ... I need!!! ::gasps for breath, on the verge
CmdrBrookeDolan: of panic::
Eden Sitara: ::brushes her black hair from her face and purses her lips, as a bit of order is restored to ME::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Commander, please!
CounselorTempest: ::waits silently::
CSciAxelalexa: Oooo... I bet I could give him a drug that kills the cancer and gives him an allergic reaction.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Smirks and shakes his head::
CSciAxelalexa: ::looks up that Bob is allergic to bees::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::in his stately Russian-accented voice:: I am Rear Admiral A.C. Zuriyev, the CO here.
Qi raS: Sounds fun to me...
WatcherCMS: Admiral? is she...ok?
DrGeileisKael has entered the room.
DrGeileisKael: <<::mutters about AIM's supreme suckiness::>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Starts running diagnostics, making sure that the weapons work after their short usage::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::breathes, attempts to calm herself down::
CSciAxelalexa: ::Starts working on it::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Admiral Zuriyev, I've heard of you. Pleased to make your acquaintance.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Welcome aboard Atlantis, Third Fleet's flagship.
CSciAxelalexa: ::looks over some calculations, reworks them::
CSciAxelalexa: ::Injects Bob::
CSciAxelalexa: ::Watches his face swell up::
EnsignTommySpark: Yes, but -- well, you could've been a science officer--
CmdrBrookeDolan: Please stop saying the name of the ship. I know where I am. I need to talk to Starfleet immediately.
Qi raS: ::walks over to a sink and rinses blade::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Right before we rescued you, I received a communique from Starfleet.
EnsignTommySpark: ::pats Tommy on the head::
EnsignTommySpark: Relax, kiddo. You're adorable
DrGeileisKael: ::running around helping people like any decent do-gooder is supposed to do::
CmdrBrookeDolan: I apologize for my reaction, but I have some terrible memories of this ship, and I'd like to get as
CmdrBrookeDolan: far away fromit as possible.
EnsignTommySpark: >>>oops... Kina said that, not Tommy>>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: You have been reassigned here as the Executive Officer, Commander.
CmdrBrookeDolan: I ... ::stops dead:: ... ::turns white:: What did you say?
EnsignTommySpark: <<I HATE LIVE SIMMING>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: You have been reassigned here as the Executive Officer, Commander.
EnsignTommySpark: ::reddens, flashes adorable smile:: Thanks
WatcherCMS: ::interest is arroused::
DrGeileisKael: <<ME TOO...LoL>>
CounselorTempest: ::watches watcher get aroused::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::desperately tries not to pass out:: No, I ... that's impossible. I'm on the Icarus. I'm commanding a
CmdrBrookeDolan: medical ship, on a mercy mission.
CounselorTempest: <<assuming he's on the bridge>>
Eden Sitara: ::as she stands by herself at the main console, crosses her arms and glances around::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::hands her the PADD:: The orders are confirmed from Personnel.
CmdrBrookeDolan: Please, this must be some terrible joke.
WatcherCMS: <<::blushes::>>
CSciAxelalexa: Ok... I choose you, spinal column.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::looks at the PADD:: Why wasn't I informed of this?
CSciAxelalexa: ::injects it with something nasty::
CmdrBrookeDolan: How can they transfer me against my will?
EnsignTommySpark: Kina> So -- you didn't answer my question.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: The Cardassian ship must have been jamming that frequency.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Plays back the explosion of the Cardassian ship on the main viewscreen::
WatcherCMS: <<actually...I am somehow hanging with the Admiral and the Cmdr...>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Or the communique was never read in the din.
CmdrBrookeDolan: But they only just assigned me to Icarus! Why would they transfer me so soon?
Qi raS: So, should I use my blade, or my knowledge of chemicals?
CounselorTempest: ::laughs abruptly as she sees the explosion::
Qi raS: Decisions, decisions....
EnsignTommySpark: Kina> This woman is an animal until she's had her coffee
CmdrBrookeDolan: I mean, it's not my fault the ship got blown to bits by Cardassians!
EnsignTommySpark: Isn't this woman always an animal?
CounselorTempest: ::stifles the laugh almost immediately... because, damn, but she was going to be mad at Zinthys and
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Atlantis is a flagship and our XO has been missing for months. We needed someone, and we are quite
EnsignTommySpark: Kina> Good one! I knew I liked you
CSciAxelalexa: Whichever seems more amusing.
CounselorTempest: humor just gets in the way of a good mad::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: important in the heirarchy.
EnsignTommySpark: ::turbolift arrives at destination::
CmdrBrookeDolan: With all due respect, Admiral, I don't care how far up the food chain you are. I won't do it.
WatcherCMS: ::decides he shouldn't be listening to this conversation...backs toward the TL::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Sends it into slow motion when it gets to the torps slamming into its warp nacelles::
Qi raS: ::grins, mutters under breath:: How about a retrovirus that will simultaneously cure him and mutate
Qi raS: him...
CmdrBrookeDolan: Capital WON'T.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Cackles wildly::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Consider it your next assignment. Icarus is no more.
CmdrBrookeDolan: You put me back on a ship to HQ, and they'll transfer me to another med ship.
CmdrBrookeDolan: You don't need me here as much as the people out there, dying, starving, need me.
WatcherCMS: ::takes the TL to his quarters::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Your transfer comes directly from Admiral Al-Mordja. With my rank, I report only to him. The chain
RAdm AC Zuriyev: goes no higher.
CounselorTempest: ::contacts science::
CmdrBrookeDolan: They can rebuild ships, Admiral. This one blew up, practically with me on it! They'll build another
CmdrBrookeDolan: Icarus!
CounselorTempest: +Axelalexa+ Lieutenant Rainbird here.
WatcherCMS: ::once there, locks the door and sits at his desk::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Not with our current budget, Commander.
CmdrBrookeDolan: Al-Mordja? How dare he? He knew how much that mission meant to me!
CmdrBrookeDolan: Are you telling me ... are you saying I'm stuck here? I have absolutely no choice in the matter?
EnsignTommySpark: ::Tommy and Kina exit, make their way toward sickbay::
Eden Sitara: ::wanders about ME::
EnsignTommySpark: The answer to you question is yes -- we have a replicator in sickbay
EnsignTommySpark: One, anyway
Cmdr Moreau has left the room.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: That is what I am saying, Commander.
WatcherCMS: computer...access crew manifestation for the USS Icarus
Qi raS: ::makes a few calculations, engineers virus, replicates, and injects::
CSciAxelalexa: +Rainbird+ Sir, this is Lieutenant Axelalexa. How may I be of assistance?
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::tightens her lips:: Well, then, I guess it's XO or court martial, eh? Fine, then.
CmdrBrookeDolan: But I am loding a very formal, very official complaint with headquarters.
EnsignTommySpark: ::winks, raises bag of Swedish fish:: You didn't think I could survive that long w/o sugar, did you?
CounselorTempest: +Axelalexa+ What is it exactly you are doing now?
Qi raS: ::watches as cancer recedes and he grows extra fingers and toes, grins::
WatcherCMS: ::looks over names:: computer...access personnel file for one Commander Brooke Dolan...
CmdrBrookeDolan: I'll do my duty as a Starfleet officer for the interim, but as soon as you get a replacement XO, I am
CmdrBrookeDolan: GONE.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: I am sure Admiral Al-Mordja will take it into due consideration.
EnsignTommySpark: Kina> ::smiles:: A man after my own heart
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::knows that there is a "due consideration" sign on al-Mordja's trash can::
CSciAxelalexa: +Rainbird+ Experiments on a volunteer.
WatcherCMS: Comp> access denied...insufficient Starfleet Clearance
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::hands the PADD back to the Admiral::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: I believe you are here for a good while, Commander.
CounselorTempest: +Axelalexa+ Fascinating. I was wondering if you could analyze the debris of the explosion in view of
CmdrBrookeDolan: In that case, sir, perhaps you had better acquaint with my quarters.
WatcherCMS: ::grumbles:: why do I forget this thing forgets who I am?
CmdrBrookeDolan: (me with my)
CounselorTempest: our recent and extensive trouble with the Cardassians near the demiliterized zone, and before that wit
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<I do NOT want the Admiral acquainting with my quarters himself!>>
CounselorTempest: h dead Cardassians in the neutral Zone.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Well, first, we need to figure out who survived the Icarus's destruction.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: And introduce you to the crew.
WatcherCMS: Comp> insufficient data to reply
WatcherCMS: <<lol>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: Indeed. I'll head back to sickbay, then. I should check on my crew. And then a welcoming party, I
CmdrBrookeDolan: suppose?
EnsignTommySpark: ::they enter sickbay::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::tries to keep the bitterness out of her voice::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: We have no time for that. We are on a rescue mission ourselves, aside from rescuing you.
CSciAxelalexa: +Tempest+ No problem.
EnsignTommySpark: ::see that things are bustling as medical crew treat wounded Icarus officers::
Doctor Caine has entered the room.
WatcherCMS: ::grumbles again:: computer, access code S-3-1-Alpha-Zeta-Niner
CmdrBrookeDolan: Well, I extend my gratitude on behalf of my crew and myself for our last-minute rescue.
CSciAxelalexa: ::Sends the computer to give a full spectral analysis, which will take several hours::
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<Caine!!>>
Qi raS: ::looks to Axe, raises eyebrows::
DrGeileisKael: ::sees Tommy and Kina enter sickbay:: You and you. Are you my new AMO's?
CmdrBrookeDolan: I suppose I might as well just head to the bridge then. Someone can inform me as to the well-being of
CmdrBrookeDolan: my crew.
CSciAxelalexa: Ok, we'll look that over when the computer hacks out the raw data.
WatcherCMS: Comp> ::beep:: access granted...
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Come on then.
EnsignTommySpark: ::raises hand, smiles profusely::
WatcherCMS: <<shouldn't that be "Kahn!!!!"?>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::starts toward the turbolift::
EnsignTommySpark: Ensign Thomas Spark, Doctor
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::takes a deep breath, and follow the Admiral to the TL::
EnsignTommySpark: I've been on the Atlantis for over a month -- technically.
Qi raS: ::looks back to Bob, who is now neutered and has seven fingers and toes on each limb::
WatcherCMS: ::gets Cmdr Dolan's record:: hmm...
EnsignTommySpark: We used to share an office.
Qi raS: ::in addition to being swollen like a balloon::
CSciAxelalexa: Now, back to "operation"...
EnsignTommySpark: We just never -- met.
Qi raS: ::and diarrhetic::
CounselorTempest: <<I'd suggest we need to clean out our science department with a nuclear bomb, but we all
EnsignTommySpark: It's excellent to finally meet you. I've been wanting to do this for some time
WatcherCMS: <<not balloon...blueberry>>
CounselorTempest: know what would live through nuclear winter...>>
CSciAxelalexa: <<oh yeah>>
Eden Sitara: ::notes the next officer on duty coming in, passes the torch onto him, and exits Engineering, for a
Eden Sitara: small time off, just a few hours::
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<Klingons?>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::Enters the TL:: Bridge!
WatcherCMS: <<yes...the giant roach>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::thinks this will be an interesting assignment:
EnsignTommySpark: Kina> Dr. Kina, sir. Recently transfeered from the USS Zapata
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::sucks her teeth and waits in silence until they arrive at the bridge::
DrGeileisKael: You're both five minutes and thirty-seven seconds late reporting for your shifts today.
WatcherCMS: <<wait...not a roach...just.............Kaaahhhhhnnnnnn!!!! !!!!>>
Eden Sitara: ::walks briskly down the corridor, and into a lift::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: <<his name was Khan. Kahn makes hot dogs. :-) >>
DrGeileisKael: Don't let that happen again.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Looks satisfied with the results of the diagnostics::
EnsignTommySpark: My apologies, doctor. It won't happen again. I promise
RAdm AC Zuriyev: :The TL arrives:: Rainbird, status report!
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::eyes widen:: <w> RAINBIRD ... ?
CounselorTempest: The debris is being analy-
DrGeileisKael: ::nods:: Very good. ::eyes Tommy suspiciously::
EnsignTommySpark: Kina>:: mutters under her breath:: And I thought an Andorian was bad
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::stops dead in her tracks::
WatcherCMS: ::thumbs through the records...trying to find the exact reason for her dislike of the ship::
DrGeileisKael: ::sizing him up::
WatcherCMS: <<dang...never could speel righht>>
CounselorTempest: ::turns a little pale, cocks her head questioningly at Brooke::
DrGeileisKael: ::to Kina:: You will find, doctor, I have excellent hearing.
CounselorTempest: ::takes a half-step backward; looks up at Zuriyev::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::turns white again as the blood drains from her face at the sight of the counselor::
CounselorTempest: ...zed by science.
WatcherCMS: <<thanx though>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: You two have met?
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Looks from 2O to XO and leans back, thinking this might get interesting::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::her hands clench into fists, unclench, clench again::
CounselorTempest: Yes. Sir.
DrGeileisKael: I like to keep sickbay running smoothly, and today it wasn't, because I didn't have enough assistance.
EnsignTommySpark: Kina> And YOU will find, doctor, that I don't care
CounselorTempest: ::expected something more of an overture from Brooke... licks her bottom lip::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Sir, I must again, respectfully, and whole-heartedly request an immediate transfer from this ship.
Eden Sitara: ::steps out of the lift, occasionally glancing at other officers when they walk by with not too much
DrGeileisKael: Excellent. Then we've reached an understanding.
CounselorTempest: Sir, if you've taken the bridge, may I have permission to adjourn to my other duties?
WatcherCMS: ::looks up:: uh-oh...
Eden Sitara: enthusiasim:
EnsignTommySpark: Kina> If that's what you choose to call it
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Granted.
CounselorTempest: Thank you.
EnsignTommySpark: ::Tommy gets nervous::
WatcherCMS: ::closes the session and heads for the bridge::
CounselorTempest: ::hurriesout of the room, taking her eyes quickly off Brooke and keeping her back stiff::
CounselorTempest: ::enters the TL:: Sickbay.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::stiffens as Rainbird walks by out, then relaxes visibly::
Qi raS: ::loads fifth ampoule into hypo gun, closes eyes, and injects wherever it touches Bob's flesh::
EnsignTommySpark: ::still has hand raised::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::steps forward onto the bridge at last::
CounselorTempest: FUCK!
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Eyes narrow as he studies Brooke, somewhat bemused::
Eden Sitara: ::comes upon her quarters, is in need of a fresh change of clothes and a tea, enters the security code
DrGeileisKael: ::reaches out to shake Tommy's hand...still glaring at Kina::
CounselorTempest: ::slumps against the wall of the TL::
Eden Sitara: and the doors slide open::
WatcherCMS: ::nearly gets run over by Tempest as she exits the TL::
CmdrBrookeDolan: <w> Bloody, bloody hell ... of all the ships, in all the systems, I hadda walk into this one ...
CSciAxelalexa: ::looks over the chem design::
CounselorTempest: ::enters sickbay, looking around for Geileis::
CounselorTempest: ::walks silently, but with such purpose and frightening intensity that she creates a similar wake
Qi raS: Hmm, looks like the throat for this one, sir.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Commander, contact sickbay and get a casualty report.
CounselorTempest: in her path as she would if she were storming thorugh::
WatcherCMS: ::bows a tad:: my fault counselor...
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::approaches the XO's chair in a daze, and sits, nodding at the Admiral::
CounselorTempest: ::finds Geleis with the two AMOs and stands behind her::
EnsignTommySpark: ::they shake hands....::
CSciAxelalexa: This will... remove the cancer... and make him temporarily blind... and deaf.... and fill his nose
Eden Sitara: ::steps in, the room dark:: Computer, lights to 60%.
CSciAxelalexa: with the scent of bruning flesh...
CSciAxelalexa: <<err, burning>>
DrGeileisKael: ::an electric current passes through both of their bodies::
CSciAxelalexa: ::Injects Bob::
CmdrBrookeDolan: +Sickbay+ Sickbay, this is Commander Dolan. I need a casualty report.
DrGeileisKael: ::feels like head is exploding::
WatcherCMS: ::dosn't think he was heard...thinks he's a tad too late::
EnsignTommySpark: ::Tommy's hair stands even further on end::
DrGeileisKael: ::falls backwards, towards Tempest, her head bombarded with unrecogniseable images::
CounselorTempest: Oh my God!
CSciAxelalexa: Alright, now that we've used all 5 ampules, it's time to put him back to normal... in ten minutes...
CounselorTempest: ::catches Geleis::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::slumps in her chair::
EnsignTommySpark: ::falls toward Kina, the same::
Qi raS: lol
WatcherCMS: <<is that because the flesh in his nose will actually be burning?>>
CounselorTempest: ::glares at Tommy:: can you take care of COMMANDER Dolan?
Qi raS: Should we give him his "manhood" back?
EnsignTommySpark: Kina> That was an intense greeting
CounselorTempest: ::jerksher head at Kina:: Help me get Geleis to a biobed!
CSciAxelalexa: In ten minutes.
Qi raS: Okay. :-)
EnsignTommySpark: Yes, Counselor. My apologies
DrGeileisKael: ::hand finally slip's from Tommyk's::
DrGeileisKael: ::blinks::
CmdrBrookeDolan: <Nurse Leanne> +Dolan+ This is sickbay. Casualty report is being transmitted now.
CounselorTempest: ::gets Geleis to the bed::
DrGeileisKael: I'm...okay...
Eden Sitara: ::glances about her quarters, picking up a few misplaced items as she makes her way into her room::
CounselorTempest: <<Leanne!!!! WOo friggin' hoo!!!>>
EnsignTommySpark: ::shakes his head, attempts to reorient himself::
Qi raS: <<damn, too used to using smileys>>
CounselorTempest: <<(w) it used to be Luann.>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<not LUANN, her evil twin sister!!!>>
DrGeileisKael: ::shakes head slowly...eyeing Tommy even more suspiciously::
CmdrBrookeDolan: << MWA HA HA HA HA!!!!!>>
CounselorTempest: ::makes a note to appologize to Spark later::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::reads the casualty report mechanically::
CounselorTempest: Are you all right, Geleis?
CmdrBrookeDolan: Admiral, several wounded, some severely, but no deaths.
DrGeileisKael: Yes...I think so...geez...
CounselorTempest: What's going on? I ... ergh. I could run a medkit on you myself, but I don't know what to do in all
CounselorTempest: this bustle.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Excellent.
CounselorTempest: ::mutters:: I seem to be having a great effect on people today.
DrGeileisKael: No, no...I'm alright. I think.
EnsignTommySpark: ::Kina and Tommy aid Geileis::
DrGeileisKael: ::gets shakily to feet::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Computer, transfer Executive authority to Commander Brooke Dolan, pending her authorization.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::relaxes, knowing now that none of her crewmates are dead::
DrGeileisKael: ::nods to Tommy:: Are you alright?
Eden Sitara: ::tosses the clothes items, plus her uniform, which she has slipped off, into the cleaner-thing::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Computer> Command codes waiting to be tranferred. Authorization?
CmdrBrookeDolan: Uh ... ::thinks:: authorization Dolan-Delta-5.
CmdrBrookeDolan: Sir, Admiral ... I ... may I speak freely, sir? Just for a moment?
CounselorTempest: ::exhales slowly with her eyes closed::
EnsignTommySpark: Fine, doctor. Your orders?
Doctor Caine: <<Zuriyev and his command codes... ; ) >>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Computer> Authorization accepted.
WatcherCMS: :;arrives on the bridge...dosn't think it matters anymore::
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<He's the Anal Admiral!>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<LoL... one for everything>>
CounselorTempest: ::waits to make sure everyone looks like they are going to survive::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: <<Oh, your alliteration was soooooo clever...>>
WatcherCMS: <<dang it!!!!! I hate all the freakin lag!!! I can't read jack!>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::rushes on, without waiting:: Sir, I would like to apologize for my earlier words and actions. I was
CmdrBrookeDolan: shaken from the battle.
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<"jack!">>
Eden Sitara: ::grabs some clothing, slipping it in quickly::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Near-death experience, you know ...
CounselorTempest: ::touches Tommy on the shoulder when th emoment seems appropriate and says to him, softly,
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Later, Commander. We have work to do.
DrGeileisKael: ::raises eyebrow:: If you're sure you're alright, see to those last few patients in the corner.
EnsignTommySpark: ::Tommy attempts to ignore booming headache::
CounselorTempest: but not in a whisper:: Ensign, I'm sorry about that. You're doing a fine job. I've just been tossed
CounselorTempest: around in command a lot lately.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Sir, if I may?
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Yes, Zinthys?
DrGeileisKael: Tempest, my office. Now.
CmdrBrookeDolan: Perhaps I could lend a hand in sickbay? I was a doctor ...
EnsignTommySpark: Thank you, Counselot
CounselorTempest: ::notices Tommy's strained look:: Are you OK, Ensign Spark?
EnsignTommySpark: ::lies:: I'm fine
Lt Allen Zinthys: What are we to do with the crew from the Icarus while we are on our current mission?
CounselorTempest: ::knows he's lying but allows the prevarication::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: We have no time to deposit them at a Starbase.
EnsignTommySpark: ::glance to Geileis:: I think you'd better go
CounselorTempest: ::follows Geleis::
DrGeileisKael: ::grabs Tempest's arm and tows her to her office::
Doctor Caine: <<Keep 'em away from the sun>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::perks up at Zinthys' question, had not wondered that until now::
CounselorTempest: <<LOL Caine>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: <Thanks, Caine. :-) >>
DrGeileisKael: ::doors open, then close behind them::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Find them temporary quarters until we can get back to civilization.
WatcherCMS has left the room.
CmdrBrookeDolan: <m> Stuck out in the middle of nowhere, on this hellish ghost ship.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::wishes she'd never taken a command post on Icarus::
DrGeileisKael: ::leans on desk, one hand to head:: Tempest...um...thank you for your help. Did you need something?
Eden Sitara: ::moves to her main room, replicating herself a green tea and sitting down at her small eating table::
CounselorTempest: Just... What happened back there/
EnsignTommySpark: ::to Kina:: Well -- I'm gonna head to my office for a second. You need anything?
RAdm AC Zuriyev: +SHIPWIDE+ This is Admiral Zuriyev. Due to the long absence of Commander Sullivan, we have been
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::decides to just be a good SF officer, and sit in her chair until the Admiral orders her around::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: assigned a new Executive Officer, who we have just rescued from a Cardassian attack.
EnsignTommySpark: ::smiles:: Nah. I'll just stay here and await the bitche's orders
RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Shipwide+ Commander Dolan has taken over XO, but unfortunately, we have no time for a party.
DrGeileisKael: I'm not sure. It felt like...
EnsignTommySpark: ::enters office, has computer turn on light::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::listens as the Admiral makes his announcement, knowing all eyes are on her, wishing she could
CSciAxelalexa: Alright, time to set him back.
CmdrBrookeDolan: disappear::
Qi raS: lol
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Applauds::
Qi raS: Yes, sir.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Shipwide+ So please give her all due respect and some beyond that. That is all.
Eden Sitara: ::glances up, sipping her tea as she listens to the comm::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: PAUSE SIM
CounselorTempest: ::looks at Kael as the announcement comes across, turning kind of pale::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: PAUSE SIM
DrGeileisKael: I don't know. Horrid, that's what it felt like, but familiar...
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::nods appreciatively at Zuriyev:: Thank you, Sir.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::paused::
CounselorTempest: ::pauses;:
DrGeileisKael: ::pauses::
Qi raS: ::waves magic wand over Bob, returns him to normal, then pauses::
EnsignTommySpark: ::notes the Bajoran Shakta plant's considerable growth::
DrGeileisKael: <<oo -- where can I get a magic wand??>>
CSciAxelalexa: ::pauses after putting a radio tag on Bob so they can track his movements::
EnsignTommySpark: ::feels a familiar bittersweet empty feeling -- Peter is gone::
CSciAxelalexa: <<We keep them in the second drawer to the left>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<Depends on what you're gonna do when you get one.>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Commander, call them to.
EnsignTommySpark: ::to the plant:: We'll just have to get you a new pot now, won't we?