RAdm AC Zuriyev: BEGIN SIM
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::in her quarters, finally getting some R&R now that the Admiral is back onboard::
Lt Allen Zinthys has left the room.
CounselorTempest: Tempest> ::showing the ambassadors around:: And this is the observatory.
KateLehrmann has entered the room.
JormSerp: <<Yawns>> How much longer before zis flying piece of tin gets us to ze funeral?
CounselorTempest: This is a good place for officers to come to relax. As starfleet, we love the stars.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::leaning back in his chair in the RR::
CounselorTempest: Also, it's a valuable tool for astronavigation.
Eden Sitara: ::in Main Engineering, doing engineering type things, but her mind is wandering a bit::
CounselorTempest: ::looks at Francois:: Duranium, actually. Tin would buckle under the stresses of space
CounselorTempest: in less than a second, leaving all our atoms scattered.
Agent DanteSmith: ::sitting in the Security office...getting his paper workin groove on::
CounselorTempest: ::smiles winningly and returns to her lecture::
Lt Allen Zinthys has entered the room.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Laying in bed::
JormSerp: <<Stares at Tempest angrily.>>
Agent DanteSmith: <<lol>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::turns to her computer console and resumes her task of going through personnel records::
CounselorTempest: If you look carefully, you can see a faint purple smudge near the brightest cluster of
LtJG Taryn: ::in is room::
Agent DanteSmith: ::wonders just what exactly happened the other day...why he didn't kiss her::
Eden Sitara: ::stands at a console, pressing a few controls to run a normal diganostic, but her mind keeps flashing
CounselorTempest: visible stars. That's Galatea's nebula. The USS Miracle was lost there.
Agent DanteSmith: ::thinks he should have just gotten it over with::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::has still not completed crew evals with Tempest, and the Admiral's deadline is looming!::
Eden Sitara: back to her moments with Dante ..and what could have happened if they hadn't gotten
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::sips at a cup of coffee and reads the reports from his absence::
Eden Sitara: interuppted at that exact moment::
Agent DanteSmith: ::but nooooooo...had to keep waiting::
JormSerp: Zat must have been a proud day for zis silly fleet. Losing a ship like zat.
Lt Allen Zinthys has left the room.
Agent DanteSmith: ::and then when he was ready...boom...a comm came through!::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Ambadassor T'Pek> Counselor, while historically intriguing, this lecture is irrelevant.
Lt Allen Zinthys has entered the room.
CounselorTempest: Actually, Ambassador, Starfleet has many proud days. The site of an engagement with the Borg
Agent DanteSmith: <<reminds me of someone else's accent...>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<I'm gonna kill it!! I'm gonna <TOS> kill it!>>
Eden Sitara: ::feels a nudge on her arm, glances up to see another engineer, holding a padd out to her; she blinks
CounselorTempest: is visible at the center of the screen, a kind of triangular blur. We destroyed three Borg ships
Agent DanteSmith: <<sorry dude>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: T'pek> I do not understand this human fascination with anecdotal tales.
Eden Sitara: her green eyes, knowing she was daydreaming, her pale cheeks flush as she takes the padd:: Thank you.
CounselorTempest: during that engagement with minimal loss of life. We had a tick-er-tape parade in Paris.
CmdrBrookeDolan: T'pek> Tick-er-tape?
LtJG Taryn: ::walks over to his bathroom and takes a sonic shower::
Eden Sitara: Ensign No'One> ::nods to Eden, giving her a strange look, then wanders off::
CounselorTempest: Madame from Vulcan, perhaps you could enlighten us as to more interesting facts about this sector
JormSerp: ::Rolls his eyes:: Just show me where to find some fine French cuisine until we get to ze funeral.
CounselorTempest: of space. My knowledge is limited to Starfleet history.
JormSerp: I grow tired of zis lecture. It bores me.
CounselorTempest: Surely you know how to use a replicator, ambassador?
Agent DanteSmith: ::takes another report off the stack on the desk...keeps on a'workin::
CmdrBrookeDolan: T'pek> An understandable deficiency.
JormSerp: Well, I don't see one in zis observation room...
Agent DanteSmith: ::but can't focus entirely on the work at hand::
Eden Sitara: ::clears her throat and glances around, noticing a few people looking at her, suddenly feeling like
CmdrBrookeDolan: T'pek> I have found that humans confine their collected knowledge to much that is irrelevant, wasting
CmdrBrookeDolan: time and resources.
Eden Sitara: she has three heads or something, takes the padd that was given to her and ducks past the people to
Eden Sitara: another console::
CounselorTempest: One of the benefits of Starfleet ships is that a replicator is never far away. We can leave
CounselorTempest: this place now, if you like.
LtJGTommySpark: ::wakes up in quarters
Eden Sitara: ::glances at the padd, it's a list of some small repairs that need to be done around the ship::
LtJGTommySpark: ::massages head::
CmdrBrookeDolan: T'pek> That would please me.
JormSerp: Well, let us go, zen.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Sits up and runs his hand through his hair::
CounselorTempest: Very well. Would you like to return to your VIP quarters or would you prefer to see our botanical
CounselorTempest: gardens, our holodecks, our warp core?
Eden Sitara: ::exhales a breath, tucks the padd in her pocket and grabs a kit; wouldn't mind some quiet time
Agent DanteSmith: ::wishes he hadn't gotten that call to go help with the Jem'Hadar::
CounselorTempest: ACTION> An unidentified starship appears on the viewscreen. It possesses technology of a sort
Eden Sitara: doing repairs, nods to a random Lt. that's in charge for the time being and exits ME, wandeirng down
CounselorTempest: unlike that of the Federation, but its weapon systems are clearly armed.
CmdrBrookeDolan: T'pek> I would be ... interested to see the warp core. I wish to compare your warp capabilities to
Eden Sitara: the corridor; immediately remembering her nice walk with Dante::
CmdrBrookeDolan: that of my private ship.
Agent DanteSmith: ::wishes he had said something better then "uhm...I guess you heard that...I gotta run...::
CmdrBrookeDolan: T'pek> I have little doubt which is more efficient.
LtJGTommySpark: ::stands, walks around, plops back onto bed::
JormSerp: I would rather zee ze holodeck. I wish to be entertained.
Agent DanteSmith: <<put a second " before that last ::>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Looks at his chronometer and shakes his head::
CmdrBrookeDolan: T'pek> Entertainment is irrelevant, Ambassador.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Jogs to the TL:: Deck 1.
LtJG Taryn: ::steps out of shower, and puts on pair of work out shorts::
CounselorTempest: Perhaps we could visit a holodeck simulation of the warp core?
JormSerp: Maybe to you, you pig-dog Vulcan.
CmdrBrookeDolan: T'pek> ::raises an eyebrow:: An acceptable compromise.
Eden Sitara: ::smiles a light crooked smile, then shakes her head, trying to dismiss it >from her thoughts::
JormSerp: Hmph. Fine.
LtJGTommySpark: ::glances at clock::
CounselorTempest: Ambassador, language like that is not acceptable on this starship, under the terms of treatment of
CmdrBrookeDolan: T'pek> Ambassador, I resemble neither a pig nor a dog. Your assessment is illogical.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::TL doors open::
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<Who's on the bridge?>>
CounselorTempest: other federation members. We attempt to treat all sentients fairly and equally - and without
CounselorTempest: prior bias.
LtJGTommySpark: ::remembers that clocks don't exist::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::finishes reading the reports::
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<Apparently, untrained ensigns asleep at the helm!!!>>
CounselorTempest: ::thinks, but does NOT say, you French Sausage::
LtJGTommySpark: Computer -- what time is it?
Agent DanteSmith: ::picks up a report...stating that Bob has been found:: what?!
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<LOL!!>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Walks over to this station at TAC::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::stands and walks out onto the bridge::
Agent DanteSmith: <<you want his french sausage? what?!>>
CounselorTempest: ::smiles:: Please follow me.
Eden Sitara: ::continues to a lift and enters it:: Deck 20.
LtJGTommySpark: ::computer answers -- 15 minutes until shift::
CmdrBrookeDolan: T'pek> ::follows Counselor::
LtJGTommySpark: ::grumbles:: Fuck
Agent DanteSmith: why didn't anyone just tell me?
CounselorTempest: ::exits into the corridor and enters a turbolift:: Deck <<holodeck deck>>
Eden Sitara: << I will never look at sausage the same way again. :P>>
Agent DanteSmith: <<roflol>>
JormSerp: ::follows along, grudgingly::
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<Lt. Spark, language like that is not acceptable on this starship, under the
CmdrBrookeDolan: terms of treatment of other federation members.>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: Admiral, we have an unidentified ship.
Eden Sitara: ::glances at the padd, reporting there is faulty enviromental units in the botanical garden::
Eden Sitara: ::waits as the lift proceeds to deck 20.::
LtJGTommySpark: <<apologies>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Yellow alert.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Hail them.
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<::grins::>>
CounselorTempest: ACTION> The unidentified ship begins a series of darting forward motions. Lights flash ominously
LtJGTommySpark: <<I've been told to chime in w/ Mmmm... sausage>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: They seem to be armed. Should I hail them?
CmdrBrookeDolan: Brooke> ::notices ship is at yellow alert:: Dammit, NOW what?
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::heads to the bridge::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Pushes the appropriate buttons for the inside of the ship to be bathed in a pulsing yellow light::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Hails the ship::
LtJG Taryn: ::heads out of his room, into the holodecks for a workout::
Agent DanteSmith: ::starts off out of the office...heading for the Science department::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Shipwide+ Alpha shift to the bridge!
CounselorTempest: across its bow. If space had air, there would be an almost audible groan as long-dormant weapons
LtJGTommySpark: <<I see how it is -- exploit the gay boy for your crude sexual humor.>>
Agent DanteSmith: <<::shudders:: that's scary Tommy>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: This is Rear Admiral A.C. Zuriyev of the Federation Starship Atlantis. Please respond.
CounselorTempest: systems became active.
Agent DanteSmith: <<lol...yes...that's what they do...yes...>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::books to the bridge on hearing the Admiral's order::
Eden Sitara: ::the lift stops and she walks twards the botanical garden's entrance::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::enters bridge:: Admiral, what's this all about?
Lt Allen Zinthys: Sir their weapons systems have gone online.
JormSerp: Counselor, why has zis ship entered yellow alert?
CounselorTempest: ::enters the holodeck::
CounselorTempest: Test procedure.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::points to the viewer for Brooke:: Unidentified ship.
Agent DanteSmith: ::enters Sci and looks for someone in charge::
CmdrBrookeDolan: T'pek> ::sighs:: Indeed?
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Red alert!
CounselorTempest: Occasionally we like to see whether the interior decorating looks right under yellow light.
CounselorTempest: Computer, produce a simulation of the warp core.
JormSerp: ::looks skeptical:: I was assured zat zere would be no trouble on zis voyage...I hope zat remains ze
JormSerp: case.
CmdrBrookeDolan: Brooke> ::glances at Zinthys' station::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Changes from yellow to red::
Agent DanteSmith: ::gets permission to search their closets for Bob::
Eden Sitara: ::steps through the doors of the botanical garden, just as the klaxons of the red alert start up::
LtJG Taryn: ::enters the holodeck and sees the red lights::
CounselorTempest: Computer, simulate normal lighting.
CounselorTempest: ::the holodeck shifts >from red to the normal pleasant white::
LtJG Taryn: ::exits, and heads for the bridge::
JormSerp: Red alert?! What iz going on here?
Agent DanteSmith: ::finds a crude note scratched on the back of one of the small rooms::
Eden Sitara: ::blinks and looks up, and starts heading back to the lift, knowing they will most likely need her in
Eden Sitara: ME now::
CounselorTempest: ::below 20%::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Locks in what he hopes would be an effective evasive pattern::
Agent DanteSmith: ::note reads "flowers cause of pete-zuh"::
CounselorTempest: ::sees it's dark:: Sorry about that... our lighting designer likes shadows. No one can see, but we're
CmdrBrookeDolan: Should we hail them again?
Agent DanteSmith: ::wonders whether he should pursue Bob...and his strange note...or get back to his station:: dang it..
CounselorTempest: assured it contributes to the mood. I don't know. Feels more like a brothel than a birthday party to
CounselorTempest: me.
Eden Sitara: ::steps back into the lift:: Main Engineering.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Yes, again.
Lt Allen Zinthys: If I may, the ship seems quite old.
LtJG Taryn: ::gets his uniform on, and enters the TL::
CounselorTempest: ACTION> THe strange ship ignores all hails. The weapons system activates and a beam shoots out
CounselorTempest: into space.
LtJGTommySpark: ::plops out of bed and drags himself into shower::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Evasive maneuvers!
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Taps:: Hailing frequencies open.
LtJGTommySpark: ::massages head again::
CounselorTempest: ACTION> It passes through the Atlantis, with no effect.
CmdrBrookeDolan: What the hell was that?! Did it hit us?
KateLehrmann has left the room.
LtJG Taryn: ::exits on the bridge::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::waits for an explanation::
LtJG Taryn: ::takes helm::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Sirs, it appears we've been hit. But not.
Lt Allen Zinthys: We have sustained no damage.
CmdrBrookeDolan: No damage? Analyze the composition of that beam, Lieutenant.
CounselorTempest: ACTION> Behind the Atlantis there is a small explosion. Waves of it effect the Atlantis with the
CounselorTempest: outcome of a minor jolt.
Agent DanteSmith: ::arrives back in the Security office::
LtJGTommySpark: ::showers, pulls on uniform::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Zinthys, what was that explosion?
Lt Allen Zinthys: The beam, however, should've struck us. Odd.
CounselorTempest: ACTION> Power activates on another ship, making it suddenly visible to the sensors where it ocould
CmdrBrookeDolan: Belay that, I don't think it was aiming at us!
Eden Sitara: ::steps out of TL, feeling a small jolt whens he does, blinks and enters ME::
JormSerp: Counselor, I demand an explanation for zis!
CounselorTempest: not be seen before. It matches the first ship almost identically save that it is damaged.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Unknown. Attmepting to find out.
CounselorTempest: Tempest> All right, but I thought you didn't like lectures.
CmdrBrookeDolan: T'pek> An explanation does not require a lecture, Counselor.
JormSerp: ::Squints at Tempest:: Just answer ze question.
CounselorTempest: Temepest> This is our warp core. It works by combining matter and antimatter into an explosive
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Tries to scan the place where the explosion took place::
CounselorTempest: combination wiht such power that it propels the ship forward at faster-than-light speeds.
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<um, actually, that's not quite true, Ms. Physics>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Taps:: Dante!
Eden Sitara: What's going on? ::she asks a random engineer when she walks in, they inform her of what's happened,
CmdrBrookeDolan: << ;-P >>
Eden Sitara: as far as they know it::
CounselorTempest: <<Duh.>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: +Dante+ I'm sending you some data about a beam weapon. See if you can figure out what it is.
Agent DanteSmith: +Allen+ aye...Smith here...
Agent DanteSmith: +Allen+ aye sir...
JormSerp: How....fascinating.
CounselorTempest: <<that's the problem with having people without any real knowledge. If the ship was
CmdrBrookeDolan: Zinthys, determine the exact target of that beam. If they had been aiming at us to do damage, we
CounselorTempest: propelled by Impressionist paintings, I'd be golden.>>
Agent DanteSmith: ::starts to annalize the dang thing...not coming to results quickly::
CmdrBrookeDolan: should have been hit. Are there any other ships in the vicinity?
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<::dies:: or Broadway musicals!>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Taps:: Aye, sir. I seem to be detecting one additional ship
Agent DanteSmith: dang it... ::he's always been good with weapon systems...but this is just dang strange::
LtJGTommySpark: ::heads to sickbay....::
LtJGTommySpark: ::does the turbolift thang::
LtJGTommySpark: ::arrives::
CounselorTempest: <<Yes! I just found the means of propulsion for the USS Diva!!!>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Hail THEM, too.
Eden Sitara: ::does her engineer type thing::
Eden Sitara: << LOL!>>
JormSerp: <<Groans>>
Agent DanteSmith: <<that was bad...>>
LtJGTommySpark: Geileis> Lt Spark, you're 15 minutes late for your duty shift. This is becoming a pattern.
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<LOL!>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Hails the new arrival::
CounselorTempest: <<It's a plot of mine. A silly sim. It has a cup and saucer section.>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<ugh>>
CounselorTempest: ACTION> THe new ship is as impervious to hailing as the old ship one.
JormSerp: <<Double groan>>
CounselorTempest: was.
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<You? A silly sim?>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: No response, admiral.
LtJGTommySpark: I'm sorry. I just had a problem with--
CmdrBrookeDolan: Can you get any sort of fix on who they are? Weapons signature, technological similarities?
CmdrBrookeDolan: Where they might be from?
CounselorTempest: w<<somewhere to work out my urges to be SILLY so they don't make Atlantis into an academy>>
LtJGTommySpark: Geileis> I'm not interested in hearing about your problems....
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Taryn, get us out of the way of this.
Eden Sitara: ::keeping an eye on ship's vital systems::
CounselorTempest: ACTION> The second ship tries to power up its weapons systems, but where the first had dazzling
LtJGTommySpark: Geileis> ... I'm interested in maintaining a full crew in sickbay, and keeping this crewas healthy....
LtJGTommySpark: Geileis>...As we possibly can
CounselorTempest: displays, the second pops and fizzles like a car engine revving up unsuccessfully.
Agent DanteSmith: ::keeps a workin...still nuthin...::
JormSerp: Counselor, I would like to go to ze bridge. While zis warp core simulation has been ::yawns::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Tries to figure out what was in the area of space the explosion occured in before the explosion took
Lt Allen Zinthys: place::
Agent DanteSmith: wait a minute...
JormSerp: so extraordinarily interesting, I'm bored.
CounselorTempest: I can't bring you to the bridge.
CounselorTempest: ACTION> A hail comes on the screen of the Atlantis.
LtJGTommySpark: Geileis> Another serious infraction, and I'll be forced to report you to the Admiral.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: About time. ::looks to the viewer::
Lt Allen Zinthys: We're being hailed!
Agent DanteSmith: ::runs a few phase tests...checks for chronoton content...checks tachyons...::
CounselorTempest: HAIL> K'riol dufky iushy ifaiu'siu brriatka. Kll'aaktu awhat nan?
LtJGTommySpark: Geileis> You're a talented medical officer, Spark. I think it's time you met your full potential.
CmdrBrookeDolan: What happened to the Universal Translator?
CounselorTempest: ACTION> A response flares onto the screen.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Get the UT on that one.
Eden Sitara: ::not 100% focused on her work lke usual, but better than earlier::
JormSerp: Well, iz zere nothing else zat can be done? How much longer before we get to the funeral?
CounselorTempest: RESPONSE> fudii'iichi wan-norta. hallit-so-wa-li not surrender!
LtJGTommySpark: ::Geileis returns to CMO office -- Tommy goes about worked, angry w/ himself and the situation::
Agent DanteSmith: I need better diagnostics for this...
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Chuckles:: I don't think they're all that interested in us.
CounselorTempest: ACTION> The second ship rears up and moves toward to the first ship in what is a universally
Agent DanteSmith: ::runs out the room to the TL::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Wait! I caught something! Something about a surrender? Are they asking for OUR surrender
CmdrBrookeDolan: ?
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Open frequencies to both ships.
CounselorTempest: recognizable swoop - a kamikaze attack.
LtJGTommySpark: ::Feels himself losing control -- goes to his office::
CounselorTempest: ACTION> Unfortunately, the Atlantis is between the two ships.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Taps:: Open channel, sir
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Taryn, evasive!
CmdrBrookeDolan: Good God! They're going to collide! And we're in the middle!
LtJG Taryn: Already on it sir!
LtJGTommySpark: ::smacks tricoder against his desk. It falls on the floor in several pieces.::
LtJGTommySpark: ::Collapses in chair, numb::
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<That'll be $19.95, Lt. Spark.>>
CounselorTempest: ACTION> The first ship, signalling for the first time the fact that it recongizes the Atlantis'
RAdm AC Zuriyev: This is Admiral Zuriyev of the Federation Starship Atlantis. I order you to stop this
JormSerp: ::Taps his foot impatiently.::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: immediately, as it is in Federation space!
CounselorTempest: existence at all, matches the evasive manuevers.
CounselorTempest: ACTION> Thus, unfortunately... keeping the Atlantis between the two ships.
CmdrBrookeDolan: Helm, try pattern Delta-5!
Agent DanteSmith: ::rushes on to the bridge and to a science station...pushes some hapless ensign out of the way::
LtJG Taryn: ::takes the ship to full impulse, and moves teh ship up::
KateLehrmann has entered the room.
LtJGTommySpark: ::tries to focus on busy work as he completes his shift::
LtJG Taryn: aye sir!!
Eden Sitara: ::feeling the ship move evasively, making sure all available power is being routed to the right
Eden Sitara: systems for this situation at hand::
LtJG Taryn: ::punches delta 5::
LtJGTommySpark: <<I'm gonna head out -- havin' trouble focusing. See ya'll next week.... tell me what happens.>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<night! take care, Tommy!>>
LtJGTommySpark: <<Having trouble cause I'm exhausted. Forgot to say that. Nite>>
JormSerp: <<G'night, Tommy>>
LtJGTommySpark has left the room.
CounselorTempest: ACTION> The Universal translator starts working!
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::waits anxiously to see if they'll be hit or make it out of the way::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::repeats his emssage::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Prepare to go to warp if they are still going to hit us.
LtJG Taryn: ::starts to slow the ship up::
CounselorTempest: HAIL> Our apologies. We did not realize there were sentients onboard. There's something... how do I
Agent DanteSmith: ::keeps checking...starting to make progress::
CounselorTempest: work this a... ::static::
Agent DanteSmith: Zinthys...
CounselorTempest: HAIL> No, no, don't press that... ::static::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::looks extremely puzzled::
Lt Allen Zinthys: +Dante+ I'm here
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::blinks::
CounselorTempest: HAIL> They're coming again! Get the weapons online!
LtJG Taryn: ::almost brings the ship to a complete stop::
Agent DanteSmith: ::looks over to him:: uhm...over here...
Agent DanteSmith: ::looks at the viewscreen::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Who's hailing us? The attacking ship or the other one?
CounselorTempest: ACTION> The second ship has listed offcourse as it proceded with the kamikaze manuever, it is
CounselorTempest: now starting to right itself.
CounselorTempest: HAIL> Shoot! Shoot!
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Looks at Dante at the science console:: What is it?
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Never thought he'd see Dante at a science station::
CounselorTempest: ACTION> The weapons hiss online and send sharp bolts into space, damaging the second vessel
CounselorTempest: even further.
Agent DanteSmith: I think I've got something on that beam...
Eden Sitara: ::wondering what the heck is going on up there, as is the other engineers::
Lt Allen Zinthys: By all means...
CmdrBrookeDolan: Should we be helping the second ship out?
CounselorTempest: HAIL> Vanquished. We are victorious. ::more voices rise:: We are victorious. We are victorious.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: We need to disable them both.
Agent DanteSmith: it...well...it seems to be sorta outta phase...with...well...just about everything...
CounselorTempest: ::yet more voices add to the growing din:: We are victorious. We are victorious. We are victorious!\
Lt Allen Zinthys: Meaning?
CmdrBrookeDolan: Damn! I hope the victorious ones were the good guys!
Agent DanteSmith: but I can't tell much more then that...oddly enough...not showing too much variation in chronotons,
CounselorTempest: ACTION> The second ship explodes. What should effect the Atlantis drastically makes them waver
CounselorTempest: only slightly.
Agent DanteSmith: tachyons, or gravitons...
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Wrinkles his brow:: When you say out of phase, how do you mean?
CounselorTempest: HAIL> ::automaton voice:: THIS SHIP HAS COMPLETED ITS CURRENT MISSION. WORKERS RETURNED TO BLANK
CmdrBrookeDolan: Zinthys! Did that blast damage us at all?
Agent DanteSmith: ::shrugs:: I'm not quite sure...it's just...not quite right...
Lt Allen Zinthys: Are you reffering to time or space or what?
Lt Allen Zinthys: Minimal shield damage, sir.
CounselorTempest: STATUS. TO ALL SENTIENTS, TO AVOID BEING IDENTIFIED AS TARGETS, DO NOT ARM WEAPONS OR HAIL VESSEL FOR
Agent DanteSmith: both...neither...all...none...I dunno...
Eden Sitara: ::feels the small shudder of the ship, glances at the shields monitor::
CounselorTempest: THE NEXT SGU UNIT. WORKERS ARE BLANKED. SHIP AT NEUTRAL.
KateLehrmann has left the room.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::stares around the bridge:: And what did that mean?
RAdm AC Zuriyev: If they were out of sync in time, we would eventually feel the effects of that blast.
LtJG Taryn: ::wondering what just happened::
CmdrBrookeDolan: How could an explosion of that magnitude hardly affected us?
CmdrBrookeDolan: (hardly have)
RAdm AC Zuriyev: PAUSE SIM
RAdm AC Zuriyev: PAUSE SIM
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::finally starting to catch on:: They're out of phase with us, aren't they? Not necesarily in time,
LtJG Taryn: ::paused::
Eden Sitara: << Daaaaaaaaamn. That hour went too fast!>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: but in physical space.