You have just entered room "Celestial Prime."
WillFMarlowe: Actually, one of my finals on Thursday is for a Shakespeare class. We read I Henry IV . . . Jack Falstaff is a kick.
MajorAZinthys: Yup. I was in Henry V back in high school
WillFMarlowe: Who'd you play?
MajorAZinthys: King of France
WillFMarlowe: Ah. Did you like it?
JainaBlackthorne has entered the room.
JainaBlackthorne: ::walks in, serenely::
MajorAZinthys: Yeah, it was cool. My director, a history teacher by trade, repeatedly informed us of the deliberate historical inaccuracies, so it was an interesting experience
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> My, you're looking serene this evening, Jaina.
Lt TKirr: ::looks at Sankoh:: I was about to comment on that myself, Admiral.
JainaBlackthorne: ::smiles:: How nice of you to notice, Seamus.
MajorAZinthys: Just saw X2. Hehe. Frickin' kick ass
Lt TKirr: Yeah!
Lt TKirr: Who's your favorite mutant =P
JainaBlackthorne: Cyclops. ::sighs:: ;-)
Lt TKirr: Lol, not much of him in the 2nd movie =(
JainaBlackthorne: I know. :-(
MajorAZinthys: In the movie, it was *definetly* Colossus ::Far-away dreamy-eyed look::
JainaBlackthorne: But, you got to see his sensitive side.
Lt TKirr: Pssh he had what, 1 scene Zinthys?
MajorAZinthys: Usually it's Jean, though
MajorAZinthys: ::Shrugs:: So?
Lt TKirr: He seemed a bit out-of-touch, with that ability he should be fighting with the X-Men =P
VAdm Sankoh: Alright, looks like this is everyone for tonight, so let's get started.
MajorAZinthys: y/g317.jpg
MajorAZinthys: He's saving a little girl in just his boxers. I mean, like, yum
VAdm Sankoh: ::clears his throat::
MajorAZinthys: Oh, that's me. Right.
MajorAZinthys: ::Pulls out a sparkling silver whistle of.... whistleyness::
MajorAZinthys: ::Blows into it::
MajorAZinthys: Attention!!
Lt TKirr: ::AA::
JainaBlackthorne: ::AA::
WillFMarlowe: ::AA::
VAdm Sankoh: Alright, for tonight, Atlantis is still docked at Starbase 37 repairing as quickly as possible.
VAdm Sankoh: News has just come in to the Admirals that the Romulans have broken through the line where Alexandria once resided and are about to take Betazed.
VAdm Sankoh: And the Blackthornes have just learned that Seamus was supposed to have died five years ago, and that this event triggered a fork in the timeline.
JainaBlackthorne: >Stupid forkin' timeline!<
WillFMarlowe: <<Damn, you beat me.>>
JainaBlackthorne: >Sorry. :-) <
VAdm Sankoh: So things are a little wonky, to say the least.
VAdm Sankoh: Questions?
VAdm Sankoh: Comments?
VAdm Sankoh: Snide remarks?
MajorAZinthys: What's "wonky"?
JainaBlackthorne: Sankoh.
WillFMarlowe: Well, ever had one of those days when you wake up--not necessarily in familiar surroundings, mind you--and you just can't walk straight . . . ?
VAdm Sankoh: I walked into that.
MajorAZinthys: ::Laughs::
MajorAZinthys: I thought that was "wobbly", Will
VAdm Sankoh: Mrs. Blackthorne?
JainaBlackthorne: That's usually called "Saturday Morning After A Helluva Party.
WillFMarlowe: Really? Maybe I'm wrong. Or maybe it's just a question of dialect.
JainaBlackthorne: Oh, no, I was saying that Sankoh was wonky. :-)
VAdm Sankoh: Yes, I am. :-)
VAdm Sankoh: So, with that...
VAdm Sankoh: BEGIN SIM
VAdm Sankoh: BEGIN SIM
VAdm Sankoh: BEGIN SIM
Lt TKirr: ::monitors things from her post on the Bridge::
MajorAZinthys: ::Overseeing shipments of arms from the starbase::
VAdm Sankoh: ::in the ready room, preparing battle plans::
Lt TKirr: <<Oh yeah.. has the crew been informed?>>
WillFMarlowe: ::in his quarters::
JainaBlackthorne: ::standing, now, looking at Guinan, holding Seamus' arm: Guinan, what if you're wrong?
WillFMarlowe: ::with a phaser and a goose egg on his forehead, courtesy of the creature that took up residence in his room in his absence::
VAdm Sankoh: Yeoman Schwartz> She's not wrong, Ambassador.
VAdm Sankoh: Guinan> ::simply sighs::
JainaBlackthorne: So, are you telling me that... if if we...kill Seamus, the timeline will be fixed? That can't be!
Lt TKirr: ::runs a diagnostic on specific newly-fully-operational systems::
WillFMarlowe: ::creeps on tiptoe to the bathroom door, then presses himself against the wall and slowly cranes his neck to around the corner::
VAdm Sankoh: Schwartz> Not kill Seamus directly... but he has to have gone on that mission through the wormhole.
WillFMarlowe: Creature> ::huddled inside the sonic shower::
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> ::furrows his brow::
WillFMarlowe: Creature> ::one impossibly long and floppy ear perks up as the Intruder approaches::
Lt TKirr: ::remains Vulcan-like and boring, standing at her post::
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> You're suggesting... time travel?
VAdm Sankoh: Schwartz> ::nods and looks at the Blackthornes::
Lt TKirr: ::plays some more NeoTetris on her console::
Lt TKirr: ::wonders to herself, Whatever is going to happen?::
WillFMarlowe: ::braces himself, then turns the corner:: Come get some, you--::it is then that the frosted glass door of the sonic shower explodes; Marlowe's phaser goes off, but by the time that happens he is flat on his back::
WillFMarlowe: ::the beam hits a light fixture and the bathroom goes dark::
JainaBlackthorne: How would we manage to accomplish that?
JainaBlackthorne: We can't exactly go back in time.
Lt TKirr: ::straightens her black hair absently, looking around the bridge, remembering where every Romulan had stood, where everyone had hid, and especially where a certain crewman perished::
VAdm Sankoh: Schwartz> Of course you can. Slingshot around the sun and all that.
Lt TKirr: <<lol Sankoh>>
WillFMarlowe: Creature> ::hiding under a broken piece of furniture in the front room . . . its nose twitches wildly::
Lt TKirr: ::closes her eyes and signs silently, then goes about contacting an ensign to relieve her from her station::
JainaBlackthorne: Slingshot around the sun..... in what ship?
VAdm Sankoh: Schwartz> The Atlantis was supposed to have gone on the mission.
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> Aye, I was commanding her at the time.
JainaBlackthorne: Seamus, this is craziness.
Lt TKirr: ::nods as the ensign enters, and she trades places with him and enters the TL::
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> What if he's right, Jaina?
Lt TKirr: Main Science.
WillFMarlowe: ::his head is in terrible pain; he closes his eyes, but the image is burned into his brain: it was some sort of rabbit. With a bulbous, ridiculously hard head. And--oh yes. It could fly.::
JainaBlackthorne: What if he's right? You mean, I'm supposed to live without you?
WillFMarlowe: ::it looked something like a flying squirrel, with furry "wings" spread between its legs and arms. Like a fucking little cape.::
LtJGAaron Markus has entered the room.
Lt TKirr: ::exits the lift and walks towards the lab::
VAdm Sankoh: Schwartz> If it is any consolation... ::looks off into the distance:: With the shortened Dominion War, Ian Blackthorne's ship will not have been destroyed.
Lt TKirr: ::enters the lab::
JainaBlackthorne: Ian?
Lt TKirr: Chevalier> ::Looks up:: Oh, hello T'Kirr.
WillFMarlowe: All right. Time to take a different tack. ::stands up--precariously at first--and walks to the bedroom to retrieve a pillow case::
JainaBlackthorne: ::blinks several times::
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> Ian won't die?
VAdm Sankoh: Guinan> He's the one who is supposed to be here....
JainaBlackthorne: You... you're asking me to choose between my husband and my son??
Lt TKirr: ::nods to the doctor and finds the first console to look things over::
VAdm Sankoh: Schwartz> Not just your son. The future of the Federation.
WillFMarlowe: ::whistles:: Come out come out where--::hears something rustle behind a broken sofa and turns just in time to capture the thing inside the pillow case::
Lt TKirr: Chevalier> ::smiles and picks up a sample container, presenting it to T'Kirr:: Look, I got this finished. The light refraction is twice what we thought it was!
JainaBlackthorne: ::drops her head::
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> I have to do it.
WillFMarlowe: ::holds it shut and spins it a few times to make sure the creature can't escape::
WillFMarlowe: Creature> ::struggles, entangling itself in the fabric::
JainaBlackthorne: ::lifts her head, a sad expression in her eyes::
WillFMarlowe: There. That's better. ::places the tangled case on his desk and pulls a tricorder from the drawer::
JainaBlackthorne: I know you do, Dear.
LtJGAaron Markus has left the room.
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> +Sankoh+ Blackthorne to Sankoh.
JainaBlackthorne: Apparently, I made a life without you, before.
Lt TKirr: ::raises her brows a little, showing her surprise in the least-emotional way, and looks up at the container:: Did you test it with the iodine?
VAdm Sankoh: +Blackthorne+ Sankoh here.
WillFMarlowe: Now, what the hell do you think you are . . . ? ::scans, then furrows his brow::
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> +Sankoh+ Commence evacuation of the Atlantis.
WillFMarlowe: ::taps the small instrument, feeding the data to the ship's computer:: Computer, identify this creature.
VAdm Sankoh: +Blackthorne+ ::confused, but doesn't argue:: Yes, sir.
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> ::closes the comm::
JainaBlackthorne: ::looks at Seamus:: Can I go with you?
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> ::looks to Schwartz:
WillFMarlowe: Computer> Specimin does not match any known animal species.
VAdm Sankoh: Schwartz> She survives that mission.
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> Yes, then you can.
Lt TKirr: Chevalier> ::nods enthusiastically:: Yes, I did it twice. ::puts the container down and accesses the database, pointing to the screen:: It seems to come from some sort of mammal, but I haven't a clue what from.
WillFMarlowe: ::blinks and sits back:: Maybe they were studying it on the Alexandria.
WillFMarlowe: Creature> ::muffled sounds of indignation::
Lt TKirr: ::looks at the screen Chevalier's pointing to:: Fascinating.
WillFMarlowe: +T'Kirr+ Lieutenant T'Kirr, this is Ensign Marlowe. Do you have a moment?
Lt TKirr: ::looks up, staring at the wall:: +Marlowe+ Yes, is there a problem?
Lt TKirr: Chevalier> ::looks at T'Kirr::
VAdm Sankoh: Sankoh> +SHIPWIDE+ This is Admiral Sankoh. Evacuate the ship immediately to the Alexandria, by order of Fleet Admiral Blackthorne.
MajorAZinthys: ::Wrinkles brow::
JainaBlackthorne: ::trying to find something to laugh at:: What does one wear to a time travel?
MajorAZinthys: <m> Alexandria...?
Lt TKirr: ::looks back at Chevalier at the interrupted comm message::
WillFMarlowe: +T'Kirr+ I have something here that--::blinks at Sankoh's message::
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> Is that black tie or white tie?
VAdm Sankoh: Sankoh> ::packs what he can into a duffel and makes sure Gertrude is on his shoulder::
Lt TKirr: ::closes out her terminal and heads for the door, Chevalier at her heels::
MajorAZinthys: ::Shrugs and picks up his phaser rifle::
MajorAZinthys: ::Grabs a few PADDs and heads to the starbase::
WillFMarlowe: ::stands:: Okay. If you promise to stay still, you can come out of the pillow case.
Lt TKirr: ::waits for the busy lift to pick her up, then shoots to her quarters::
WillFMarlowe: Creature> ::shoulders slumped::
JainaBlackthorne: Oh, Seamus.... this can't be happening.
WillFMarlowe: All right. ::untwists the case and allows the creature to step out::
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> ::contacts Sankoh and appraises him of the situation::
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> Well, think of it... I'm sure there are parallel dimensions where neither me nor Ian dies...
WillFMarlowe: Creature> ::chitters and grunts and grinds his teeth, apparently giving Marlowe hell::
Lt TKirr: ::packs up her few belongings into a grey case and exits her quarters, making for the base::
VAdm Sankoh: Sankoh> +T'Kirr+
VAdm Sankoh: Sankoh to T'Kirr.
Lt TKirr: +Sankoh+ Go ahead, sir.
VAdm Sankoh: +T'Kirr+ Report to my ready room, please.
JainaBlackthorne: ::looks at him:: And that's supposed to make me feel better?
Lt TKirr: +Sankoh+ Acknowledged.
Lt TKirr: ::doubles back::
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> There's nothing I could say that would make you feel better.
WillFMarlowe: I don't have anything to pack . . . ::finds a standard-issue knapsack in the closet:: Hop in and stay down, okay?
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> Aside from the fact that the people on Betazed who are about to die don't have to.
WillFMarlowe: Creature> ::eyes the knapsack, thinking it's not looking very different from the stupid pillow case::
Lt TKirr: ::exits TL on the bridge and quickly chimes Sankoh's RR::
VAdm Sankoh: Come!
WillFMarlowe: ::sighs:: We have to hurry. ::indicates the knapsack:: Please?
Lt TKirr: ::enters, eyes darting around the room and finding Sankoh, looking at him expectantly::
Lt TKirr: Sir?
WillFMarlowe: Creature> ::nimbly hops into the knapsack::
Lt TKirr: ::wonders what the heck is going on::
VAdm Sankoh: Lieutenant, I need you to compute a time travel course around the local star.
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> And Jaina, think of Ian.
Lt TKirr: ::stares helplessly::
JainaBlackthorne: ::nods:: I know... I do know.
JainaBlackthorne: It just seems to unfair that I have to choose.
Lt TKirr: ::re-grips the case in her hand before it slips and asks:: Admiral?
VAdm Sankoh: Yes?
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> No one should have to make this choice.
WillFMarlowe: ::flips the flap over the top but does not zip it shut, allowing the animal to look out with big, black eyes::
Lt TKirr: For what time?
Lt TKirr: ::ignores her confusion::
VAdm Sankoh: September 4, 2377.
WillFMarlowe: Let's go then. ::leaves his quarters and makes his way to a lift::
Lt TKirr: <<Aw.. Marlowe found a bunny-squirrely pet...>>
Lt TKirr: ::nods and moves to leave, but watches him over her shoulder, not finding his expression tolerant of protest::
JainaBlackthorne: ::moves towards the docking port for Atlantis:: How long will this take? ::trying to be composed::
VAdm Sankoh: ::walking with her:: When we get there, we'll have a mission into the Gamma quadrant to undertake... likely a day or so.
WillFMarlowe: {{<g>}}
VAdm Sankoh: ::watches her leave::
WillFMarlowe: Deck 9.
VAdm Sankoh: ::takes a last look over the ready room::
Lt TKirr: ::uses every bit of mental concentration she can muster, taking her station and beginning to plot a course::
WillFMarlowe: ::steps out of the lift after the short ride, then joins the crowd converging on the transporter rooms::
Lt TKirr: How many of us, sir? I recall you are having Atlantis evacuated.
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> ::notes that they are the only people entering the ship::
Lt TKirr: ::hates time-travelling::
VAdm Sankoh: ::takes his duffel and Gertrude onto the bridge::
VAdm Sankoh: Two people, I believe.
Lt TKirr: ::nods solemnly, knowing some strange, but important mission is at hand, and is patient enough to find out later::
Lt TKirr: ::double-checks her work and looks up:: That should do it, sir.
VAdm Sankoh: Make it so that Admiral Blackthorne can engage it with a press of a button.
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> ::enters the Atlantis with Jaina::
Lt TKirr: ::thinks::
Lt TKirr: ::blinks::
MajorAZinthys: ::Looks around on the Starbase, wondering where to go::
Lt TKirr: ::programs::
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> ::walks with her to the bridge, finding the ship empty::
Lt TKirr: It shall be accessed from your chair.
VAdm Sankoh: Perfect.
Lt TKirr: ::stands at the ready, waiting for orders, giving one final look over her station she doesn't expect to see again::
VAdm Sankoh: Thank you, Lieutenant. You're dismissed.
VAdm Sankoh: ::turns to Blackthorne::
VAdm Sankoh: ::both of them::
Lt TKirr: ::nods and picks up her case, heading towards the TL, almost bumping into the Blackthornes::
Lt TKirr: ::nods to them and slips past::
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> Is the ship evacuated?
VAdm Sankoh: ::nods::
VAdm Sankoh: She's all yours, sir.
WillFMarlowe: ::as a junior officer, he's among the last to leave . . . is part of the last group, actually, to be beamed off the ship::
Lt TKirr: ::rides TL::
JainaBlackthorne: ::keeps a hold on Seamus' arm::
VAdm Sankoh: I admire what you're doing.
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> ::nods:: Dismissed, Admiral.
Lt TKirr: ::notices the ship deathly empty, remembering such a state not too long ago::
WillFMarlowe: ::materializes on the starbase and exits the transporter room, wondering where he's supposed to go now::
JainaBlackthorne: ::being very brave, and not being the emotional basker case her husband would hate to see::
VAdm Sankoh: Good luck to the both of you.
Lt TKirr: ::exits the Atlantis and looks around, now on the Starbase::
VAdm Sankoh: +Alexandria+ One to beam away, plus a bird.
VAdm Sankoh: ::shimmers away with Gertrude::
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> ::turns to Jaina:: Well, I always wanted to have a ship to ourselves.
Lt TKirr: ::moves past a door and sees Marlowe, barely recognizing him, and remembers his hail:: Mr. Marlowe?
WillFMarlowe: ::looks up:: Lieutenant T'Kirr?
Lt TKirr: ::ignores his pack, until he sees it shift oddly::
Lt TKirr: You contacted me before evacuation.
Lt TKirr: ::continues to eye the pack::
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> ::sits in the center seat and gets departure clearance:
JainaBlackthorne: ::smiles weakly at her husband::
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> ::sees the big red flashing button on his console that T'Kirr left, pushes it::
Lt TKirr: ArmChairButton> ::glows readily under Seamus' hand::
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> ::feels Atlantis slide out of the Starbase's dock::
WillFMarlowe: Yes. I was wondering if you could look at something for me. Do you know where we're supposed to go?
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> ::Takes Jaina's hand::
MajorAZinthys: <<::Would probably be red if Blackthorne's hand was on him, too::>>
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> ::watches Atlantis go through the spacedoors, turn toward the nearby star, and go to warp::
Lt TKirr: ::blinks, meeting his eyes again:: I have not received orders about where to go, but I assume to our posts until further notice. ::looks at his pack again:: What did you wish to show me?
VAdm Sankoh: Seamus Blackthorne> ::squeezes Jaina's hand and then leans over to kiss her::
VAdm Sankoh: ACTION> Atlantis accelerates rapidly toward the star.
Lt TKirr: <<At 90pct efficiency>>
VAdm Sankoh: <<Even at 90%, she still hauls ass. :-) >>
Lt TKirr: <<:-D>>
JainaBlackthorne: ::kisses her husband.... goodbye::
VAdm Sankoh: ACTION> Atlantis, breaks to sling around the star at warp 9.99, entering time travel...
VAdm Sankoh: ACTION> Then everything changes...
VAdm Sankoh: PAUSE SIM
VAdm Sankoh: PAUSE SIM
VAdm Sankoh: PAUSE SIM
Lt TKirr: ::pauses::
WillFMarlowe: ::pauses::