You have just entered room "Celestial Prime."
VAdm Blackthorne: ::snorts::
MCptAdamDrake: ::nods:: My thoughts exactly.
MCptAdamDrake: Zinthys won't be here.
VAdm Blackthorne: I know.
MCptAdamDrake: Either will Axelrod.
VAdm Blackthorne: Chip said she'd make it.
VAdm Blackthorne: The doc is online...
MCptAdamDrake: ::nods::
VAdm Blackthorne: If Chip and T'Kirr make it, we'll go.
MCptAdamDrake: ::nods::
VAdm Blackthorne: This being a sciency plot and all
MCptAdamDrake: Sciency? Is that even a word? :-X
VAdm Blackthorne: It is now. :-)
MCptAdamDrake: Well, that's all I need to know.
MCptAdamDrake: Randal won't be coming.
VAdm Blackthorne: He's online...
EnsAaron Markus has entered the room.
MCptAdamDrake: Evening Mr. Markus!
EnsAaron Markus: Adm. Blackthorne......welcome back.
Solan Dahl has entered the room.
MCptAdamDrake: Evening Doctor!
EnsAaron Markus: Adam.....::nods::
Solan Dahl: Jolan tru FCM
MCptAdamDrake: ::shakes head:: FCM...
Solan Dahl: *smirks* Ye'r not gonna live it down FCM
MCptAdamDrake: I need a nickname for you. How about Llama?
MCptAdamDrake: You know, like the Dahl-ly Llama? :-)
Solan Dahl: If yer gonna use a Nickname . . . find something that's at least related ta me FCM
Lt TKirr has entered the room.
MCptAdamDrake: I thought it was creative. :-P
Solan Dahl: I could go for DD (Dr. Death)
MCptAdamDrake: Ooh.
MCptAdamDrake: ::writes it down::
Solan Dahl: LOL
Solan Dahl: evenin TKirr!
Lt TKirr: Hi guys... I'm outta the lewp heh
Solan Dahl: lewp?
Captain Sullivan has entered the room.
VAdm Blackthorne: Evening, all who've entered while I wasn't looking!
LtBelTorresMD has entered the room.
LtBelTorresMD has left the room.
MCptAdamDrake: You know, Loop.
Solan Dahl: There was a loop??
MCptAdamDrake: I wasn't informed.
Lt TKirr: I missed the last two sims.. the first one I slept through, and the last one I had to sleep, or die at work that night, lol
EnsAaron Markus: Are you ever?
Solan Dahl: So did I TKirr!!
Solan Dahl: LOL Markus
EnsAaron Markus: Sorry....I just came from Academy and picking on Rob....
MCptAdamDrake: Informed? Me? No, I just get a notice when, oh say, there's a WARP CORE BREACH. I get a little note from the Admiral about it.
VAdm Blackthorne: They were both cancelled. I was travelling last week, and the week before didn't have enough people.
Captain Sullivan: That's okay... we didn't sim. I was having a major argument with my cable company last week.
MCptAdamDrake: ::counts the dead bodies::
MCptAdamDrake: That's a record. ;-)
Lt TKirr: Ok then, guess I'm not as out of the lewp as I thought =P
VAdm Blackthorne: What is it that y'all call her on Banshee? BBQ Queen? ;-)
Lt TKirr: So the doctors and I can get to work on that cure for the Mraens then still =P
MCptAdamDrake: ::nods:: Yep.
Solan Dahl: ummm
Solan Dahl: I think I need a little refreshing as to what's going on
MCptAdamDrake: ::nods:: I think we all do.
Captain Sullivan: Were you hoping to get out of it, Kirr? =)
EnsAaron Markus: Especially me....
EnsAaron Markus: ::snickers::
Lt TKirr: No, I was afraid I had missed it.
Solan Dahl: suuuuure you were TKirr
Lt TKirr: Really I was =)
Lt TKirr: I like to be usefuls
Solan Dahl: brb
VAdm Blackthorne: Alright, let's get this party started.
Captain Sullivan: Hmmm... I would like some snack food about now.
Lt TKirr: Me, too.
MCptAdamDrake: ::is drinking pepsi and eating chips:: :-D
Captain Sullivan: Some popcorn with butter would hit the spot.
MCptAdamDrake: ::makes his way to the Engineering stage::
EnsAaron Markus: ::sips on tomato soup::
Captain Sullivan: Company! Atten-HUT!
EnsAaron Markus: ::AA::
MCptAdamDrake: ::@@::
Captain Sullivan: :::slips Markus a cookie:::
Lt TKirr: ::AA::
EnsAaron Markus: ::saves cookie for later::
VAdm Blackthorne: Alright, first...
VAdm Blackthorne: Welcome Ensign Markus to the Atlantis as helm/operations!
Captain Sullivan: :::applauds::::
EnsAaron Markus: ::bows::
MCptAdamDrake: ::claps::
Lt TKirr: Welcome!
Solan Dahl: *sneaks back in, claps like she knows what's going on*
VAdm Blackthorne: Alright, for tonight's sim, we've arrived at Mrei to assist them in stopping their long hibernations.
VAdm Blackthorne: As a result of some natural calamity thousands of years ago, they hibernate and awake once every 500 years. They want to stop doing that.
VAdm Blackthorne: Questions?
Captain Sullivan: :::mutters::: I hate when that happens... though a 500 year nap would be nice.
Solan Dahl: Dr.KileyAirell>Yes Sir, have we recieved any information from the Mrei?
Solan Dahl: Dr.KileyAirell>I mean, scientific/medical information Sir.
Lt TKirr: ::raises her hand::
VAdm Blackthorne: A preliminary bit of info, but most remains to be discovered on the planet.
VAdm Blackthorne: T'Kirr?
Lt TKirr: May I read off my notes? It may be of benefit to others.
VAdm Blackthorne: Please, do so.
Lt TKirr: Mreians - 500yr hibernation cycle, awake for 1 month, 8ft. tall, willowy, deceptively strong, long, think limbs; light green skin, large, dark eyes; no nose - smell through skin
Lt TKirr: Kiley and I are to work with the scientists to cure the cycle, Zinthys is to restore order to the planet, and Drake is to restore the reactors of some sort...
Lt TKirr: ^_~
Lt TKirr: ::hears crickets::
VAdm Blackthorne: Excellent notes, thanks!
VAdm Blackthorne: and with that....
VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
MCptAdamDrake: ::in engineering::
Solan Dahl: ((Dr.KileyAirell>Thx Tkirr . . . that's what I was looking for!))
VAdm Blackthorne: Mr. Markus, standard orbit.
Lt TKirr: <<=D>>
EnsAaron Markus: Aye sir. Standard orbit.
MCptAdamDrake: ::tapping a PADD and looking at the reactor schematics::
EnsAaron Markus: ::sets for standard orbit::
Lt TKirr: ::in lab, working on Mreian DNA sequence, looking for clues::
MCptAdamDrake: If I'm right, these are the least accessible machines I've ever seen.
EnsAaron Markus: ::enters the ship slowly into perfect orbit::
Solan Dahl: Dr.KileyAirell>::in sickbay, working on what little information has been sent. Makes a list of the information that she will want to request::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::admires the light green planet on the viewscreen::
Captain Sullivan: <<Damn it... I just burned my last bag of popcorn. Now, I'm depressed.)
MCptAdamDrake: Paladino> ::smiles:: Have you ever attempted to fix one of the first hovercars created? It's like a Rubix Cube just to open the engine compartment. Then fourteen different puzzles for seven different components.
VAdm Blackthorne: <<That SUCKS.>>
Solan Dahl: ((awww . . . poor Sulli . . . ))
Lt TKirr: <<Ouch...>>
Lt TKirr: EnsJennings> ::stands at Science on Bridge::
Captain Sullivan: <<I'm SO pissed!! I could BBQ someone!.... but I have no one to blame but myself.>>
MCptAdamDrake: {{::remembers Banshee:: Crap. She's going to barbecue someone.}}
MCptAdamDrake: {{LOL.}}
VAdm Blackthorne: Mr. Markus, hail the Mreian administration.
Lt TKirr: ::studies the computer's cross-reference results::
EnsAaron Markus: Aye sir...::hails::
Solan Dahl: Dr.KileyAirell>::will want information on case histories, will want to examine several different Mrei, will want all the information they have availible from their own works::
MCptAdamDrake: ::frowns:: Well, it doesn't look like their systems and ours are compatible. We'll have to tweak their systems slightly to accept our modifications.
MCptAdamDrake: Paladino> ::nods:: How many of our spare components are we going to need?
VAdm Blackthorne: ::stands::
EnsAaron Markus: ::loves the Mr. part::
MCptAdamDrake: I haven't decided that yet. It'll be awhile before I can verify exactly what I'll need. I'm not sure if they'll even need it. Their generators may stay on longer than we expect.
EnsAaron Markus: I'm not recieving a response, sir. Are they out of hibernation?
EnsAaron Markus: Oh there they are.
EnsAaron Markus: On screen, sir?
VAdm Blackthorne: ::does the tunic tug::
VAdm Blackthorne: On screen.
Lt TKirr: <<rofl>>
MCptAdamDrake: ::taps the Chief Engineer's Console diligently looking at the inventory of supplies that there are extras of:: You'd think we'd be prepared for something like this.
Solan Dahl: ((LOL))
EnsAaron Markus: ::puts on screen::
MajorAZinthys has entered the room.
Lt TKirr: EnsJennings> ::watches screen nervously::
MCptAdamDrake: ::smiles:: Helping a society who hibernates for 500 years straight should be something that every Starfleet ship is ready to handle a moments notice.
Solan Dahl: ((glad you could make it Zinthys))
VAdm Blackthorne: Greetings! This is Vice Admiral Ian Blackthorne of the Federation Starship Atlantis, responding to your request for assistance.
MajorAZinthys: <<Wheeeee!! ::Speeds in::>>
Lt TKirr: <<Good to see you =)>>
VAdm Blackthorne: <<welcome, Z>>
MajorAZinthys: <<Thank you, thank you, thank you>>
EnsAaron Markus: <<::nods:: Major.>>
Captain Sullivan: Ashani Torkan> :::stands in view, her long pale hair falling in a floorlength curtain, her clothes are flowing and gauze like and she stands comfortably barefooted. She wears a simple circlet around her head and other
VAdm Blackthorne: ::admires the figure on the screen without showing anything outwardly, thinking that she's beautiful::
MCptAdamDrake: ::stands after downloading contents into three different padds::
MCptAdamDrake: Paladino?
MCptAdamDrake: Paladino> Yes, Captain?
Captain Sullivan: than her tall, willowly figure she is very much human.... except for the startling green eyes and pale green complexion::: Greetings of the homeworld, Brother Blackthorne.
Solan Dahl: Dr.KileyAirell>::goes out into main sickbay to make sure that everything is ready to do some research::
EnsAaron Markus: ::is busy checking navigational sensors for orbital decay, finding none::
MajorAZinthys: ::Sitting in the security office::
J S Carnegie IV has entered the room.
Captain Sullivan: Sullivan> :::quirks a brow as she stands behind and slightly to the right of Blackie:::
MCptAdamDrake: ::tosses him the PADD:: If they can't adapt to our power, which I'm assuming is the key, we're going to have to compensate. Get some power regulators, energy converters, and energy cells from supply bay.
MCptAdamDrake: Paladino> ::nods:: Aye, sir.
MCptAdamDrake: P'Tel?
MCptAdamDrake: P'Tel> ::looks around:: Yes?
MajorAZinthys: Restoring order...
MajorAZinthys: Wow...
J S Carnegie IV has left the room.
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> The sister and brotherhoods are pleased that you were so prompt in your attention to our distress.
VAdm Blackthorne: We are ready to send down our people to aid your scientists, if you're ready for us.
EnsAaron Markus: ::Looks up and notices Ashani::
EnsAaron Markus: ::thinks to self:: She's cute.
MCptAdamDrake: ::hands her the padd:: We may have to completely cut out some of their obsolete equipment. Plasma torches, hydrospanners, and EM resequencers are on your list.
Solan Dahl: Dr.KileyAirell>::finds that one area of sickbay has been readied for research, smiles knowing she has the best medical crew around::
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> We welcome and embrace your people as we would our own brethren. :::nods to someone offscreen::: We shall give you the co-ordinates to the temple where we normally welcome visitors.
Lt TKirr: ::looks up from her research and pats her combadge:: +Airell+ T'Kirr to Dr. Airell.
CptKetchum has entered the room.
MajorAZinthys: Alright... ::begins typing some things onto a PADD::
Solan Dahl: Dr.KileyAirell>+TKirr+Airell here, go ahead Lt.
VAdm Blackthorne: I look forward to meeting you and lending any help we can.
MCptAdamDrake: ::tosses yet another padd to Standiford:: And you'll be responsible for readying the supplies for replacing power conduits. There are spares in cargo bays one and two.
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> :::smiles serenely::: Time is of the essence, Brother. I look forward to meeting you and your people.
MCptAdamDrake: Standiford> ::nods and moves off with P'tel, talking quietly about their assignments::
MajorAZinthys: <<Standiford?>>
Solan Dahl: ((Sulli . . . You are reminding me of some of the Religious Cults you hear about in the US!))
CptKetchum has left the room.
VAdm Blackthorne: We'll be there shortly. Atlantis out.
Lt TKirr: +Airell+ Doctor, I have found a possible link to the cause of the Mreian hybernation cycle, but I can't be sure until we're able to check it against other Mreian samples. And, I need your expertise. Have you found anything?
EnsAaron Markus: ::turns off comm::
MCptAdamDrake: {{Yes, what's wrong with the name?}}
EnsAaron Markus: ::resumes monitoring orbital position::
Captain Sullivan: Sullivan> :::frowns as the comm is cut and frets silently as she compares herself to the being::::
Captain Sullivan: Sullivan> Well... they seem... peaceful... enough.
MajorAZinthys: <<I had a prof named that>>
Solan Dahl: Dr.KileyAirell>+TKirr+ Negative Lt. I have had very little information to go on at the moment. Do you have more data?
VAdm Blackthorne: Aye, indeed. Sullivan, assemble the away team.
MCptAdamDrake: {{Oh. I just pulled it out of my backside.}}
MCptAdamDrake: ::putting things in his tech kit::
Captain Sullivan: <<:::chuckles::: I promise there will be no tambourines and requests for donations.>>
EnsAaron Markus: <<::laughs::
EnsAaron Markus: >>
Solan Dahl: ((suuuure . . . that's what you promise us NOW . . . Just wait though!))
MCptAdamDrake: ::tosses a couple tricorders and ignition probes in the kit::
EnsAaron Markus: <<::puts wallet back in pocket::>>
MCptAdamDrake: ::takes a padd from a passing ensign, scans it, and hands it back to them as they scurry away::
Lt TKirr: +Airell+ No, I only have access to what information is in our database as well. However, I cross-referenced the Mreian genome with that of several other species. The lead is hardly found, but it is all I have come up with.
Captain Sullivan: Sullivan> :::thinks about her own abrasive and and undiplomatic nature::: Aye, sir.
MCptAdamDrake: ::slaps a NO SOLICITING sticker on his tech box::
MajorAZinthys: <<LMAO, Sulli>>
MCptAdamDrake: ^ {{ }}
Solan Dahl: Dr.KileyAirell>+TKirr+ Can you send the data that resulted from this cross reference Lt?
MCptAdamDrake: ::closes and clasps the box, sticking it under the table::
Captain Sullivan: Sullivan> *taps so hard she actually bruises herself* Zinthys, Kirr, Dahl, Drake* Report to Transporter room one for immediate beam down to the planet.
Captain Sullivan: Sullivan> :::looks at Markus::: You, too, Ensign.
Solan Dahl: ((*thwaps the Dahl out of there and inserts an Airell, grinz*))
EnsAaron Markus: ::looks at Sullivan:: Aye.
Captain Sullivan: <<Oh, crap.. sorry. Was looking at the room list.>>
Lt TKirr: +Airell+ Of course, Doctor. T'Kirr out.
MCptAdamDrake: ::nods and picks the tech box BACK up::
MajorAZinthys: +Suli+ Aye, Commander.
MajorAZinthys: <<Captain*>>
Solan Dahl: ((tis m'fault . . . I'm not on proper SN))
MCptAdamDrake: +Sullivan+ On my way, Captain.
Lt TKirr: ::prepares a short report and sends her work to Sickbay::
Solan Dahl: Dr.KileyAirell>+Sulli+acknowldged Captain.
Captain Sullivan: Sullivan> You holding the fort, Admiral... or will you be joining us to meet with this... engaging culture.
EnsAaron Markus: ::logs out of H/Ops station, gets up and heads for TL::
VAdm Blackthorne: I'll be joining this one.
Captain Sullivan: Sullivan> :::thinking pansey assed tree hugger::::
Lt TKirr: ::hears the call and enters her data into a PADD, then quickly leaves the Lab::
MCptAdamDrake: ::walks out into the corridor:: +P'tel, Standiford, Paladino+ P'Tel, Standiford, Paladino, when you gather your respective replies please get them to the cargo transporter and notify me of their readiness. I'll be planetside.
Solan Dahl: Dr.KileyAirell>::recieves the information, then grabs the kit that her team prepared for her and heads to the Transporter room . . . ::
Captain Sullivan: Sullivan> Yes, Sir....
MajorAZinthys: ::Walks to the TL:
MCptAdamDrake: ::walks down the corridor and into the TL:: Transporter Room One, Deck Six.
MajorAZinthys: TR1
EnsAaron Markus: ::enters TL and keeps door open for rest of bridge crew::
Captain Sullivan: Sullivan> *Zinthys* Sullivan to Zinthys.
Lt TKirr: EnsJennings> ::watches lots of people leave the Bridge::
MajorAZinthys: +Suli+ Go ahead, Captain.
Captain Sullivan: :::heads to the exit as the replacement bridge crew filters in::::
Solan Dahl: Dr.KileyAirell>::magically finds her way to TR1::
Lt TKirr: ::enters TL:: Transporter Room One.
VAdm Blackthorne: LtCdrHarper> ::enters the bridge::
VAdm Blackthorne: You have the bridge, Ms. Harper.
Lt TKirr: ::exits TL and enters TR1::
VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Aye, sir. ::the Risan woman sits in the center seat::
MCptAdamDrake: ::strides down the corridors on deck six after taking a couple turns walks into the room with the huge pad in the center::
Captain Sullivan: *Zinthys* Major, the Admiral will be joining us... would you please provide him with a discrete yet functional set of.... attendants?
VAdm Blackthorne: ::smirks::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::enters the TL with Suli et al::
EnsAaron Markus: ::let's the bridge crew get in:: TR1.
MajorAZinthys: ::heavy sigh:: +Suli+ With or without the exoskeletons?
MCptAdamDrake: ::holsters the phaser and tricorder as he grabs his kit when the Admiral walks in::
Captain Sullivan: *Zinthys* :::mutters::: Preferably some that are made of something like fly paper and know how to keep track of someone who doesn't like to be kept track of?
MCptAdamDrake: {{::slaps his earlier statement out::}}
MajorAZinthys: +Suli+ Yes, ma'am.
Captain Sullivan: *Zinthys* I know it is grossly inefficient.... but they'll have to go with the non-obtrusive version of body armor.
MCptAdamDrake: ::is prepping his phaser and holsters it, followed quickly by his tricorder and picks up his tech box and stands against the wall::
MajorAZinthys: +Suli+ Understood.
Captain Sullivan: :::watches the doors close and the TL takes them to the appropriate deck:::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::standing with his arms crossed looking askance at Suli::
Captain Sullivan: *Zinthys* Thank you, Major. Sullivan out.
Captain Sullivan: :::smiles innocently at the Admiral:::
EnsAaron Markus: ::feels the tension between the two, and keeps quiet::
MCptAdamDrake: ::nods to T'Kirr::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::chuckles quietly::
Lt TKirr: ::picks up a standard-issue phaser from the locker and attatches it to her belt, nodding back to Drake::
MajorAZinthys: ::Orders two snipers to TR1::
EnsAaron Markus: ::is confused::
Captain Sullivan: :::keeps her eyes forward::: You know how I feel about this.
EnsAaron Markus: ::hopes the TL would go faster::
VAdm Blackthorne: We're making a first contact here.
Captain Sullivan: If I could... I'd stick you in an armored box.
EnsAaron Markus: ::remembers his Vulcan training and calms himself::
Captain Sullivan: WITH air holes and a view port.
VAdm Blackthorne: Aye, it'd be really easy to fly a fighter from in there.
Solan Dahl: Dr.KileyAirell>::reads over the information that TKirr had sent::
Lt TKirr: ::to Drake:: Have you established how far the reactors are from the beam-down location?
EnsAaron Markus: ::zones out and does not hear the conversation::
Captain Sullivan: :::smiles::: First contact.... I plan on not letting it be your LAST contact.
VAdm Blackthorne: Our plans coincide, then.
VAdm Blackthorne: ::the TL arrives:
Captain Sullivan: Zinthys will choose appropriately... I have great faith in him.
MajorAZinthys: ::Steps in TR1, along with his two security crew members::
MCptAdamDrake: ::taps a PADD:: Not far. About 1000 yards. It'll be a nice walk at least. ::smiles::
EnsAaron Markus: ::comes back to reality in time to allow the two to step off first::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::exits and starts walking toward the TR::
MCptAdamDrake: ::nods as the Major enters:: Major Zinthys.
Captain Sullivan: :::pats herself down making sure her hidden armament is intact and in place::::
MajorAZinthys: ::Nods:: Mr. Drake.
Lt TKirr: ::blinks at the security detail entering TR::
EnsAaron Markus: ::follows the two::
Captain Sullivan: :::exits after giving markus a look that says, "Admirals"::::
Captain Sullivan: :::enters TR1::: Admiral on deck.
VAdm Blackthorne: As you were.
EnsAaron Markus: ::ignores look::
EnsAaron Markus: ::enters TR1::
Captain Sullivan: :::snorts:::
Lt TKirr: ::waits next to Drake::
MCptAdamDrake: ::glances quickly to T'Kirr and smirks a bit::
VAdm Blackthorne: Mr. Zinthys, coordinate with their police force when we get down there. Order must be maintained, or disruptive factions may interfere with the research.
Solan Dahl: Dr.KileyAirell>::looks over towards the Admiral::
MCptAdamDrake: ::pays close attention, committing the information to memory::
MajorAZinthys: ::nods:: I understand.
Lt TKirr: ::listens to the Admiral, noticing Drake's look, pretending he was looking past her::
Captain Sullivan: :::confers with the transporter personnel:::
MCptAdamDrake: {{Pretend all you want. :-P}}
EnsAaron Markus: ::steps around everyone and gets a phaser and a tricorder::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::steps up on the pad::
Captain Sullivan: They are ready for us, Sir.
Lt TKirr: <<We take phasers, yes? 'Cause most of us have equipped them...>>
MisterBoxingBear has entered the room.
MajorAZinthys: ::walks on the the pad, watches as the duo takes the two behind him::
MisterBoxingBear: (Heya folks, don't mind me. Just watching.)
Captain Sullivan: Remember, ladies and gentlemen.... keep it low key.... but do NOT put yourselves in any danger.
VAdm Blackthorne: <<evening, Bear!>>
Lt TKirr: ::follows Blackthorne onto the pad and waits, hands clasped behind her back::
Captain Sullivan: <<Hey, Bear!>>
MCptAdamDrake: ::grabs his toolkit and steps up onto the pad in the back behind the Admiral::
VAdm Blackthorne: <<Yes, they're fairly standard.>>
MajorAZinthys: <<Enjoy yourself>>
Solan Dahl: Dr. KileyAirell>::steps up onto the pad::
Captain Sullivan: :::steps onto the pad and looks at the transporter person... waits until all are in place:::
EnsAaron Markus: ::gets on pad:: I hate these things....::remembers training once again::
CptKetchum has entered the room.
Captain Sullivan: :::nods::: Energize.
EnsAaron Markus: ::takes a deep breath::
MCptAdamDrake: ::inhales deeply as he dematerializes::
MajorAZinthys: ::Grabs his phaser::
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> Shimmer, and we appear in a lush palace filled with plants, even a waterfall.
EnsAaron Markus: @::and let's it out on the planet::
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> :::waits with six others of their race... all tall, willowly and fair... three male. three female;:::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::smiles at the welcoming party::
MCptAdamDrake: {{Do we need @ since we're ALL on the planet?}}
Lt TKirr: <<Ack, dizzy spell, gotta look at somethin' else for a min...>>
VAdm Blackthorne: <<No need for @>>
MCptAdamDrake: ::shimmers into being behind the Admiral, looks around::
EnsAaron Markus: <<that's what I was about to ask, Drake>>
Solan Dahl: Dr. KileyAirell>::arrives on the planet, looks around::
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> :::waits until all materialize before stepping forward to the Admiral, both hands extended:::
EnsAaron Markus: ::pulls out tricorder and begins scanning surrounding area::
MCptAdamDrake: ::while looking around notices Airell looking around::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::raises his hands to the level of hers, waiting to see what she'll do::
MajorAZinthys: ::Gives kudos to the duo for not pulling their phaser rifles as soon as the transporter reassembled them::
Solan Dahl: Dr. KileyAirell>::takes out her own tricorder and takes some readings, they may be important::
Lt TKirr: ::watches Ashani, tricorder at the ready::
MCptAdamDrake: {{Put you're right hand in, put your right hand...}}
EnsAaron Markus: ::takes records of the plant life and such::
MajorAZinthys: ::Pulls out a tricoder instead of his phaser and begins looking for any life signs besides the six in front of them::
MCptAdamDrake: ::looks inquisitively at the six in front of the group::
EnsAaron Markus: ::makes a discreet scan of Ashani::
EnsAaron Markus: ::continues to scan surrounding area::
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> :::takes his hands in hers and pulls him close, her forehead pressing against his::: Peace and welcome as the brother and sisters admit and embrace you to our humble home.
MajorAZinthys: ::Quirks an eyebrow at the greeting::
Lt TKirr: ::watches indifferently::
MajorAZinthys: ::Quickly puts it back where it belongs::
EnsAaron Markus: ::is embraced::
Solan Dahl: Dr. KileyAirell>::looks stunned at the guy who invades her personal space::
VAdm Blackthorne: We're honored to be here. ::looks up at her after the greeting:: I'm Admiral Ian Blackthorne, and this is my Executive Office, Captain Sullivan Ruffian.
MCptAdamDrake: ::puts down his tech box and embraces the greeting, then picks his box back up::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::goesthrough the introductions for the rest of the AT::
Lt TKirr: ::raises a brow as a male *hugs* her, uncomfortable with the contact, but saying nothing::
MajorAZinthys: ::Tenses up a lot when he gets touched::
Captain Sullivan: Sullivan> :::clears her throat and a slight blush tinges her cheeks:::
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> :::smiles warmly at each of them in turn::::
EnsAaron Markus: ::runs a quick scan of himself and notices no change::
MCptAdamDrake: ::looks about but cannot find the reactors above ground::
Solan Dahl: Dr. KileyAirell>::continues taking scans of the area, and more specifically at the Mrie::
EnsAaron Markus: ::checks comm system to make sure contact with ship is nominal::
VAdm Blackthorne: Time is short, so should we get started?
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> Peace and welcome... I'm sure you have many questions for which we may or may not have answers to. Would you like to begin at once? We have prepared a small celebration for you when you need a break.
MajorAZinthys: ::Confers briefly with his team::
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> :::nods::: You are free to roam where you wish... the area is secure and at peace. My people have been instructed to help you however possible.
VAdm Blackthorne: I see that we're thinking alike. Yes, let's begin immediately. ::smiles:
EnsAaron Markus: ::sends recorded data to the ship for further analysis::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::turns to everyone:: Find your counterpart with them and get started.
CptKetchum has left the room.
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> My people will escort you where ever you wish to go... if there is somewhere in particular you need to be.
MCptAdamDrake: ::Steps to the side and waits a moment to see where people disperse::
Solan Dahl: Dr. KileyAirell>::wants to be whereever she can get access to Doctors/Scientists and their data::
EnsAaron Markus: ::wonders where he should be::
VAdm Blackthorne: Find a few minutes to enjoy yourselves every now and then, too.
Captain Sullivan: Sullivan> ::::looks pained at the idea of enjoying herself at this time:::
VAdm Blackthorne: Markus, you can lend a hand with the Engineering team.
EnsAaron Markus: ::nods:: Yes, sir.
MCptAdamDrake: ::motions to Ensign over::
EnsAaron Markus: ::joins engineering team::
Solan Dahl: Dr. KileyAirell>::looks over to TKirr::
MajorAZinthys: ::looks around for somebody who has the equivalent of a police badge::
Lt TKirr: ::looks about and finds Airell, approaching her::
Solan Dahl: ((Not approaching yet TKirr)
EnsAaron Markus: ::approaches Drake::
MCptAdamDrake: ::points:: The Reactors, from scans, are over that embankment.
Lt TKirr: <<Sorry, I should've said *and approaches her*>>
Solan Dahl: ((ahhh . . . okay))
MCptAdamDrake: {{Do we NPC our counterparts?}}
EnsAaron Markus: <<more than likely>>
MajorAZinthys: <<Wow, they're good>>
VAdm Blackthorne: <<Yep.>>
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> While they are getting acquainted... I thought perhaps you would like to tour the palace and the library. We could... get acquainted ourselves.
MajorAZinthys: ::Gives his sec team "the look"::
EnsAaron Markus: ::to Drake:: What can I do, sir?
Lt TKirr: ::notices two male Mreians lank over to her and the doctor, hoping they won't hug them again::
VAdm Blackthorne: I'd like that. This place is very beautiful.
MajorAZinthys: ::They subtly shift towards the Admiral::
Solan Dahl: Dr. KileyAirell>::sees the Mreians walking over looks to TKirr for a sec then back at the pair::
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> Do you have anything like this on your world, Brother?
EnsAaron Markus: Perhaps monitor comm between the teams?
MajorAZinthys: ::Makes sure to keep arms length from his counterpart::
MCptAdamDrake: ::looks at the approaching counterpart:: Well, I need to see the reactors first. Have you had any training on Federation-Alien system conversions?
MCptAdamDrake: ::is talking to Markus, not counterpart::
EnsAaron Markus: Um...No, sir.
EnsAaron Markus: Strictly comm and helm.
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::wears an easy smile and walks to T'Kirr and Kiley, his companion flanking him. You are the scientist and doctor?
Solan Dahl: Dr. KileyAirell>I am Dr. Airell.
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> :::walks to the exit and stops by the door, opens a small box that is inset with what appears to be glowing jewels and presses them to activate the door:::: Come, Brother.
VAdm Blackthorne: Similar to this, yes... but still different, and this is strikingly beautiful.
MCptAdamDrake: Pala> The reactors are this way, follow me please. ::walks off::
Lt TKirr: ::nods once when the two look from Airell to her:: T'Kirr.
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> ::::nods respectfully to the two security people who are attending as her own two attendees appear::::
VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
Solan Dahl: Dr. KileyAirell>*paused*
Lt TKirr: ::pauses::
EnsAaron Markus: ::paused::
MCptAdamDrake: ::@@::
Solan Dahl: ::AA::
Captain Sullivan: Company! Atten-hut!
Solan Dahl: ::AA::
EnsAaron Markus: ::AA::
Captain Sullivan: :::slips Drake a cookie:::
Lt TKirr: ::AA::
MCptAdamDrake: ::pockets it::
MisterBoxingBear has left the room.
EnsAaron Markus: ::remembers his cookie::
EnsAaron Markus: ::pats his pocket to ensure it's still there::
VAdm Blackthorne: Good sim! Remember your NPCs for next week!
MisterBoxingBear has entered the room.
VAdm Blackthorne: And let's have another round of welcome for Ensign Markus!
EnsAaron Markus: ::blushes::
Captain Sullivan: :::claps for Markus::::
Solan Dahl: ::claps::
Lt TKirr: ::claps::
MCptAdamDrake: ::claps::
MajorAZinthys: ::applauds::
Captain Sullivan: :::mutters::: I was even on my best behavior tonight.
VAdm Blackthorne: No announcements for tonight... Captain?
Captain Sullivan: Company! DIS-missed!
Solan Dahl has left the room.
MajorAZinthys has left the room.
MCptAdamDrake: ::scampers off:: See you all next week!
MCptAdamDrake has left the room.