You have just entered room "Celestial Prime."
MajorAZinthys: Evening, Admiral?
VAdm Sankoh: evening!
MajorAZinthys: .*
EnsAxelrod has entered the room.
Lt TKirr has entered the room.
Captain Sullivan: WARNING: I'm having connection problems tonight.... I might not be here all that long
Lt TKirr: /mourn Sulli
VAdm Sankoh: Alright, let's get things started... Captain BadConnection?
MajorAZinthys: Why are we mourning Suli?
MajorAZinthys: She's not dead yet.
Captain Sullivan: TWEEET. Company. Attne-hut
Lt TKirr: ::AA::
WillFMarlowe: ::AA::
MajorAZinthys: ::@A::
VAdm Sankoh: ::smiles:: Tonight I am pleased to welcome Ensign Marlowe to the medical department.
MajorAZinthys: ::polietly applauds::
VAdm Sankoh: Please give him a good reception!
EnsAxelrod: ::AA::
Captain Sullivan: :::claps:::
Lt TKirr: ::claps:: Welcome, Dr. Marlowe!
EnsAxelrod: Welcome.
WillFMarlowe: Thanks! I'm excited to be here.
MajorAZinthys: "Ensign?" Hmph. Navy.
VAdm Sankoh: Your department head has informed me that she won't be here tonight, so you'll have to hit the ground running.
WillFMarlowe: I look forward to it.
VAdm Sankoh: Alright, now for the brief.
VAdm Sankoh: What crew we have been able to assemble has made the journey through the Alexandria, which is powerless except for engineering.
VAdm Sankoh: We have entered the Atlantis and seperated her from the docking bridge and are now adrift inside the Alexandria.
VAdm Sankoh: Questions?
Lt TKirr: ::coughs at his mentioning of *separated*::
VAdm Sankoh: If not, then....
VAdm Sankoh: BEGIN SIM
MajorAZinthys: Are we gonna blow Alexandria up?
VAdm Sankoh: BEGIN SIM
VAdm Sankoh: BEGIN SIM
MajorAZinthys: ::Standing at the Tactical station::
VAdm Sankoh: <<we're all at the door, Atlantis is unpowered as well.>>
MajorAZinthys: ::Isn't at tac::
VAdm Sankoh: Alright, fan out to your departments. Security escort with every party!
VAdm Sankoh: Move carefully and restore power as soon as possible!
Lt TKirr: ::follows the scans by the warm glow of her tricorder::
WillFMarlowe: AMO> Right. ::starts off for sickbay::
EnsAxelrod: Yes sir. ::Clutches Phaser Rifle Tightly.::
MajorAZinthys: <<Don't need to put your post in front. We know who you are>>
Lt TKirr: <<::gasp:: We have no engineer>>
EnsAxelrod: ((Hello...))
WillFMarlowe: <<Whups! Okay.>>
VAdm Sankoh: <<Poor Axel!>>
MajorAZinthys: Sir!
VAdm Sankoh: Major?
Lt TKirr: ::begins manually shoving a door open::
MajorAZinthys: Where would you like me to be at?
VAdm Sankoh: You're with me. Just make sure you have everyone escorted.
EnsAxelrod: ::With a flashlight in one hand and a phaser rifle in the other, begins to make way towards Engineering.::
VAdm Sankoh: I expect intruders at any minute.
MajorAZinthys: Aye, suh.
MajorAZinthys: ::Looks around with his phaser rifle/flashlight combo::
Lt TKirr: ::finishes prying open a door and catches up with Axelrod:: Ensign, do you require my assistance in Engineering?
VAdm Sankoh: ::starts climbing toward the bridge::
WillFMarlowe: ::kneels and opens a Jeffries tube, then sweeps his flashlight over the dark below before climbing to deck 15::
Lt TKirr: ::glances at her readings occasionally, keeping an eye out for unwelcome lifesigns::
MajorAZinthys: ::Sends Bravo team off with Medical, since they'd likely need the most support::
EnsAxelrod: ::Looks over shoulder:: I don't, but if you would like to join me I'm sure I could use whatever help you can provide.
MajorAZinthys: ::Splits off half of Alpha to come with him to the bridge, and the other half to go with engineering, as they have marines of their own on hand::
Lt TKirr: ::falls in step behind Axelrod:: I am not needed on the bridge until Engineering is up and running. I will assist you until then.
WillFMarlowe: ::opens the appropriate hatch and climbs out of the tube . . . he stands, looks around, then heads down the corridor::
Lt TKirr: ::glances back as half of Alpha catches up with her and Axelrod::
MajorAZinthys: ::Sends Charlie along with the Engineering team, with standing order to accompany the science contingent::
Lt TKirr: <<Bah how many teams do we need?>>
WillFMarlowe: ::to Bravo team, which is now climbing onto the deck:: This way.
MajorAZinthys: <<Four exist, I'm just allocating them>>
EnsAxelrod: ((What dekc are we on?))
MajorAZinthys: <<My apologies, Bravo=Baker>>
EnsAxelrod: ((deck*))
MajorAZinthys: <<damn greek/english problems..>>
WillFMarlowe: <<Backer? Got it.>>
WillFMarlowe: ((Erp. Baker, even.))
MajorAZinthys: <<::Chuckles::>>
Lt TKirr: ::climbs with team into the belly of Atlantis::
MajorAZinthys: ::Leads his half of Alpha with the Admiral::
VAdm Sankoh: <<Deck 10.>>
WillFMarlowe: ::keys the emergency release on the door and steps into sickbay, followed by Baker team::
EnsAxelrod: ::Makes way down the hallway, glancing over his shoulder periodically to make sure that everyone is keeping up.::
EnsAxelrod: ((Thank you))
Lt TKirr: ::helps pry another door open::
VAdm Sankoh: ::climbing through the JTs to the bridgE::
MajorAZinthys: ::/follow Sankoh::
Lt TKirr: <<Ack, I'm following you Axe.. gotta afk momentarily!>>
WillFMarlowe: All right . . . where to start . . . ::finds himself a medkit to keep handy, and a smock::
EnsAxelrod: ::Locates a JT entrance, bends down to open it.::
EnsAxelrod: ((Roger Roger))
WillFMarlowe: ::starts poking around sickbay to see if the Romulans had off with any of the Atlantis' supplies::
VAdm Sankoh: ACTION> Atlantis is perfectly untouched.
EnsAxelrod: ::Hands are full, so sets down flashlight and faces it towards the entrance to shed light on it.::
MajorAZinthys: Looks like no one has been this far, yet, Admiral.
VAdm Sankoh: It doesn't look like they've been here at all.
VAdm Sankoh: I don't think they have the manpower, honestly.
VAdm Sankoh: They probably were only able to get a small unit aboard.
VAdm Sankoh: Three to assassinate me... and maybe ten for engineering?
EnsAxelrod: ::Starts tinkering with door with one hand.::
MajorAZinthys: For only thirteen people, they've done a remarkable job.
Lt TKirr: <<Back!>>
VAdm Sankoh: It was quite well planned. Their intelligence gathering is exemplary.
MajorAZinthys: Indeed. It would appear we have found something to improve upon.
VAdm Sankoh: Undoubtedly.
Lt TKirr: ::sidesteps Axelrod and modifies her tricorder to read the panel he's working on::
WillFMarlowe: +All+ Sickbay is in order. Has anyone found any wounded?
VAdm Sankoh: ACTION> Commbadges are nonfunctional as Atlantis's comm systems are not powered.
Lt TKirr: <<We have no comm atm =/>>
WillFMarlowe: <<Erp, part II. Sorry.>>
VAdm Sankoh: <<Not a problem. :-) >>
Lt TKirr: Ensign. ::addressing Axelrod, shows him her scans::
EnsAxelrod: I see, you wouldn't happen to have a pair of wire cutters on you?
Lt TKirr: ::listens beyond the team's shuffling and moving about, trying to hear if anything's amiss within Engineering::
Lt TKirr: ::looks at Axelrod and simply shakes her head::
WillFMarlowe: ::turns to the Marines after talking to himself:: Did you find anyone? No? Then put those rifles down, you're making me nervous. No--better yet, split into pairs and search for wounded.
MajorAZinthys: ::Falls silent and continues the climb::
VAdm Sankoh: ::opens the JT onto the bridge, looks around::
EnsAxelrod: ((well being that engineering is 6 decks down...))
MajorAZinthys: Marines> ::Search for wounded::
Lt TKirr: <<I thought we were at the door to Engineering =P>>
WillFMarlowe: ::blinks, surprised that somebody actually did what told them to do::
EnsAxelrod: ((A door to a JT that will eventually lead to engineering))
Lt TKirr: <<Ah.. I see it now, my appologies::
EnsAxelrod: ((it's alright))
Lt TKirr: <<Well pull it open already lol>>
VAdm Sankoh: ::climbs out::
EnsAxelrod: ((::shoots the door with the phaser rifle ;-).:: The quick fix.))
WillFMarlowe: ::returns to checking supplies and changing around his medkit to reflect the sorts of injuries he's likely to see: disruptor burns, broken bones, concussions . . . ::
MajorAZinthys: ::Steps out onto the bridge, and directs the marines to ensure that different consoles are active and safe::
MajorAZinthys: Hmm... no power yet...
MajorAZinthys: ::Walks over to the Tactical console and starts to check it out::
EnsAxelrod: ::Feels the two sides of the door, then stands up and kicks the left side approximately 1.5 inches to the left of the center.::
Lt TKirr: ::cocks her head curiously, then glares unapprovingly::
VAdm Sankoh: I suppose we wait on engineering.
Lt TKirr: <<shoves Axe forward>>
MajorAZinthys: Baker Commander> ::Returns to Marlowe:: There do not appear to be any wounded. It seems that nobody has been here since the last Atlantis mission.
EnsAxelrod: Ow. ::Bends down, and wedges fingers in the center between both of the doors, pulls and both the doors open.::
WillFMarlowe: ::snaps the medkit shut and sets it on a biobed, then looks at the Marine:: At least there's that. Any word on turning the lights back on?
Lt TKirr: ::follows Axelrod into the tube::
EnsAxelrod: ::Crawling and climbing until arriving 6 decks down tDeck 16.::
MajorAZinthys: BC> We're still waiting on engineering.
WillFMarlowe: ::nods:: Thanks.
EnsAxelrod: ::Shimmies out of the JT and works on devising a plan to bust into Engineering.::
Lt TKirr: ::approaches door of Engineering and scans:: <<big surprise>>
MajorAZinthys: BC> Of course. If there's anything else, let us know.
MajorAZinthys: BC> ::Sets patrols::
VAdm Sankoh: ::takes the center seat:: It's quiet up here.
EnsAxelrod: You think the Admiral will be angry if we put a big hole in these doors? ::Gently shakes the phaser rifle vack and forth.::
MajorAZinthys: I know. No blinking lights, no beeping consoles.
Lt TKirr: Is there reason to?
EnsAxelrod: No, but it would be the quickest way in.
MajorAZinthys: No frantic screams coming in from three different decks calling for damage control.
Lt TKirr: I believe we have enough people here to separate the doors. ::motions to some of the security people to assist::
WillFMarlowe: ::shines his flashlight around sickbay, pokes around cargo compartments, silently quizzing himself on the layout of Atlantis' sickbay::
VAdm Sankoh: Yes... it's quite odd...
EnsAxelrod: If you insist. ::Puts the rifle down on the ground::
Lt TKirr: ::opens a hatch somewhere and pulls out some suction devices, handing them out::
EnsAxelrod: ::Walks up to the door. Grabs a suction device.::
MajorAZinthys: Even Captain Sullivan is quiet.
VAdm Sankoh: Even stranger.
Lt TKirr: These doors would be sealed, of course, if the power was on. We shouldn't have much trouble.
MajorAZinthys: Have you ever heard the expression "the calm before the storm?"
VAdm Sankoh: ::nods:: That has indeed crossed my mind.
EnsAxelrod: Alright on the count of three, 1.
Lt TKirr: ::seals the cups to the door, and waits for security people to do the same, who are groaning about not being able to blow it up::
MajorAZinthys: Back home, this maht be called the eye of the storm, seeing as how there's already been a bit of action.
Lt TKirr: ::looks at Axelrod:: Two.
Lt TKirr: Three!
EnsAxelrod: 3.
EnsAxelrod: ::Pulls with all of his might.::
Lt TKirr: ::helps yank doors open::
Lt TKirr: ::peers inside, all is quiet and dark::
Lt TKirr: ::motions for security to enter first::
EnsAxelrod: ::Walks back over to the phaser rifle he left laying.::
VAdm Sankoh: ::leans back, making the chair creak::
VAdm Sankoh: ::which is quite a noise::
Lt TKirr: ::moves in, staying along the wall, scanner beeping away::
EnsAxelrod: ::Picks it up, turns around, and moves in after the security detail.
MajorAZinthys: ::jumps::
EnsAxelrod: ::
WillFMarlowe: ::sits on a biobed, idly looking at the powerless lights:: Commander?
MajorAZinthys: BC> ::Looks at Marlowe:: Yes, Doctor?
Lt TKirr: ::calls out to Axelrod:: All is clear. ::nods to a security person and moves towards the warp core controls::
WillFMarlowe: It might be a good time for your guys to eat. If it's as ugly later as it's quiet now, they won't get to eat again for a while.
VAdm Sankoh: Have that fixed whenever we get a chance. ::wryly::
EnsAxelrod: ::Follows T'Kirr sets rifle down and gets to work.::
MajorAZinthys: Of course, Admiral.
WillFMarlowe: . . . Just a suggestion.
Lt TKirr: ::stands ready next to Axelrod, helping as she can::
MajorAZinthys: ::Baker Marines look around expectantly::
MajorAZinthys: BC> And where is there food here, doctor? Unfortunately, the replicators have no power, so we can't anything that way.
MajorAZinthys: BC> And there's no one to staff the mess hall. ::Shakes head:: I appreciate your concern, but...
EnsAxelrod: Alright T'Kirr, I need you to run a diagnostics on the plasma coolants and notify me when they're online.::
Lt TKirr: ::nods and moves to the coolant tank panel::
WillFMarlowe: You guys don't have anything? Your uniforms have so many pockets you could jack a Galaxy-class starship and still have room for a Nebula.
Lt TKirr: First, we full life support systems, then I suggest bringing up the comm.
VAdm Sankoh: ::waits rather impatiently::
Lt TKirr: I know it will take several hours for the core to be completely operational.
EnsAxelrod: ::Keeps frantically working at the console.:: I agree.
MajorAZinthys: BC> ::looks around, rather embarassed:: Well, we weren't exactly planning this
Lt TKirr: ::taps at an unresponsive control panel until it springs to life::
EnsAxelrod: Auxilary power should be up in a few minutes.
Lt TKirr: ::runs diagnostic::
WillFMarlowe: ::chuckles:: Neither was I. This is a hell of a way to start an assignment.
MajorAZinthys: BC> You're new here?
WillFMarlowe: ::lifts his leg onto the biobed and rests his chin on his knee, looking back pleadingly at the lights:: Yeah.
WillFMarlowe: Will Marlowe. ::extends his hand::
Lt TKirr: ::calls over her shoulder:: Coolant systems operational.
MajorAZinthys: BC> Jack Evans ::Shakes::
MajorAZinthys: BC> Second Lieutenant.
EnsAxelrod: ::Keeps working trying to give the auxiliary power life for the ship.::
MajorAZinthys: BC> You're right, this is a hell of a gig to get yer bearings on.
Lt TKirr: ::nods absently, attention fully on the information streaming before her::
WillFMarlowe: Doctor. I wish we could have met under better circumstances . . . but it could be worse. This could be a prison cell or something.
EnsAxelrod: Good, once the Auxilary Power is up I'll begin firing up the Warp Core.
MajorAZinthys: BC> ::gaze hardens:: We're gonna make sure that doesn't happen.
EnsAxelrod: There that should do it, we should have some power in 10.
EnsAxelrod: 9.
EnsAxelrod: 8.
EnsAxelrod: 7.
EnsAxelrod: 6.
VAdm Sankoh: ::Drums his fingers loudly::
EnsAxelrod: 5.
EnsAxelrod: 4.
EnsAxelrod: 3.
WillFMarlowe: No offense, but I hope you don't get much work.
EnsAxelrod: 2.
EnsAxelrod: 1.
Lt TKirr: ::watches::
VAdm Sankoh: ACTION> Auxiliary power comes online.
MajorAZinthys: ::Gazes at the blank viewscreen::
Lt TKirr: <<You were just trying to get some line count, weren't you ^_~>>
MajorAZinthys: <<LOL!>>
WillFMarlowe: I hope neither of us gets very busy . . . ::looks around as the lights come back on:: . . . And it was Good.
EnsAxelrod: Yes it worked, now the problem at hand is keeping it up and running.
VAdm Sankoh: Excellent.
EnsAxelrod: ((Darn, they're on to my plan.))
VAdm Sankoh: Computer, recognize Sankoh, Ahmad, Vice Admiral.
VAdm Sankoh: Computer> Recognized.
Lt TKirr: ::turns to a couple of Charlie men standing around and points beyond them:: Monitor that panel. Switch over comm channels when they are available.
MajorAZinthys: Ahhh, home sweet Atlantis.
VAdm Sankoh: Computer, transfer command of this vessel to me effective immediately. Authorization Sankoh Gamma Pi Rho Delta Niner Two.
Lt TKirr: ::monitors power level fluctuations, somewhat rusty in Engineering mechanics::
VAdm Sankoh: Computer> Command transferred, so noted in the ship's log.
MajorAZinthys: BC> I'm with you there.
VAdm Sankoh: Computer, lock down all command functions to my voice print only.
EnsAxelrod: ::Continues to work at the console, bypassing switches and grabbing a little power from, a little power from there, until he's set it up to keep going until the warp core is up and running.
MajorAZinthys: BC> Light is always good ::obviously missing the Biblical reference::
EnsAxelrod: ::
VAdm Sankoh: Computer> ::whirrs: Command function locked.
MajorAZinthys: ::Starts tapping along his console::
WillFMarlowe: ::grins:: It is. So what was your first assignment?
VAdm Sankoh: Zinthys, what systems do we have?
MajorAZinthys: Auxiliary power up.
MajorAZinthys: Helm, though only half-impulse
Lt TKirr: ::walks briskly to another panel, watching coolant flow::
MajorAZinthys: We have life support, crusing shields
VAdm Sankoh: All stop. We're drifting in here from the inertia of the blast we used to seperate from the docking bridge.
MajorAZinthys: BC> ::Directs new patrols further out, since they can see each other now::
MajorAZinthys: ::Stops the Atlantis from moving::
EnsAxelrod: ::Fixes a couple of problems. Tests an idea.:: +Sankoh+ Ensign Axelrod to Admiral Sankoh.
MajorAZinthys: And we have internal sensors and communications.
VAdm Sankoh: ::perks:: +Axel+ Ensign, this is Admiral Sankoh. Excellent work.
MajorAZinthys: +marines+ All marine contingents, report.
EnsAxelrod: +Sankoh+ Thank you sir, just happy to see the ship up and running. If you experience any problems fell free to give me a ring and I'll see what I can do.
MajorAZinthys: Alpha 2> Engineering up, all is a-go.
VAdm Sankoh: +Axel+ Time until we have full power?
Lt TKirr: Ensign, power is failing to transfer to several aft decks.
MajorAZinthys: BC> +Zinthys+ Medical is normal.
EnsAxelrod: Blast, ::goes back to working on the console:: Don't you even think about it.
MajorAZinthys: Charlie> We're still in Main Engineering, helping out as needed.
Lt TKirr: Charlie man> ::stares at panel, hoping he did it right::
Captain Sullivan has left the room.
Lt TKirr: ::perks a brow:: About what?
MajorAZinthys: BC>Sorry. My first assignment? Here. We've been on a couple short raids, but that's it. you?
Lt TKirr: <<Poor Sulli>>
EnsAxelrod: +Sankoh+ Hard to say exactly, my guess would be about 7-8 hours.
WillFMarlowe: ::stands and walks to a console, then checks medical diagnostic systems:: This is my first ship. I just got out of the Acadamy. So do you like it here?
VAdm Sankoh: +Axel+ Alright, I need it in five.
Lt TKirr: ::taps away, eyes glued to panel::
MajorAZinthys: ::Checks on the internal sensors::
Lt TKirr: <<LOL>>
EnsAxelrod: ::Continues to yell at the console.:: Come on give me your best shot.::
EnsAxelrod: ::More power is lost.:: Oh, that was a pretty good shot.
MajorAZinthys: BC> Like it? Well, I'm doing my best, but it's not easy with the Romulans in the same system, ya know?
Lt TKirr: ::to Axelrod, not bothering to turn:: Turbolifts operational.
EnsAxelrod: +Sankoh+ I will get working on that sir. Axelrod out.
VAdm Sankoh: ::smiles to himself::
Lt TKirr: ::hears a nearby mechanical *chunk*::
EnsAxelrod: ::Nods in acknowledgement. Continues working on restoring power back to the aft decks.::
MajorAZinthys: There's nobody else on the ship besides our little group, sir.
VAdm Sankoh: As soon as we get transporter power, I want everyone who isn't Romulan beamed aboard.
WillFMarlowe: ::watches as the system checks come back nominal, then turns back to Evans:: I know what you mean. This little spat between us and the Romulans could ruin anybody's day.
EnsAxelrod: ::Hears the *chunk*.:: What was that?
Lt TKirr: Turbolift servos.
MajorAZinthys: ::balks:: everyone?
VAdm Sankoh: Everyone.
Lt TKirr: ::takes one last look at the panel and moves to peer around Axelrod, watching him::
VAdm Sankoh: We'll find room.
EnsAxelrod: Right, I knew that. ::Looks around.::
EnsAxelrod: ::Goes back to work.::
MajorAZinthys: Sir, the ship cannot possibly-- ::Swallows:: Aye, Admiral.
VAdm Sankoh: No one is to be left behind, Major.
WillFMarlowe: How many . . . have you lost since you got out here?
Lt TKirr: You have not been on Atlantis that long, and have no doubt witnessed a complete power up.
MajorAZinthys: We'll find room... <M> Where's an operations manager when you need one...
Lt TKirr: <<*no doubt NOT witnessed*>>
Lt TKirr: <<Bloody Vulcan speech>>
MajorAZinthys: <<Blame it all on the Vulcans>>
EnsAxelrod: Well, not on this ship.
MajorAZinthys: I have lost very few.
MajorAZinthys: BC>*
VAdm Sankoh: ::nods::
Lt TKirr: Ensign, if I can be of no further assistance... I am needed on the Bridge.
Lt TKirr: ::thinks:: Sensors won't power up themselves...
EnsAxelrod: Go ahead and proceed there, thank you for your help.
MajorAZinthys: Evans> We captured a rather prominent Romulan scientist, but that place was so well-defended...
Lt TKirr: ::nods, meeting his eyes and moves to the now operational turbolift::
Lt TKirr: Bridge.
MajorAZinthys: Charlie Commander> Allow me to accompany you, Lieutenant T'Kirr.
Lt TKirr: ::shoots upward as the lift whirrs around her::
WillFMarlowe: ::nods, listening::
Lt TKirr: ::with Charlie Commander next to her::
Lt TKirr: << =P >>
MajorAZinthys: <<ty>>
MajorAZinthys: Evans> We lost some good men that day. But it was worth it.
EnsAxelrod: ::Whistles an old latin folk song.::
VAdm Sankoh: PAUSE SIM
VAdm Sankoh: PAUSE SIM
VAdm Sankoh: PAUSE SIM
Lt TKirr: ::pauses::
WillFMarlowe: ::paused::
EnsAxelrod: ::paused::