You have just entered room "Celestial Prime."
EnsnDakota Ellis: Evening Admiral :-)
VAdm Blackthorne: Evening!
EnsAaron Markus: I'm good....see :-[Good and sunburnt that is....
EnsAaron Markus: I went swimming for the first time this year.
VAdm Blackthorne: Where are you from?
EnsAaron Markus: Oklahoma.
VAdm Blackthorne: Ah, I see.
Lt Mirrie Dunton has entered the room.
VAdm Blackthorne: I never stop swimming. :-D
EnsAaron Markus: Mirrie!!!!!
Lt Mirrie Dunton: Aaron :-)
EnsAaron Markus: That sucks....for me that is.
MajorAZinthys has entered the room.
Lt Mirrie Dunton: ::wanders up into the peanut gallery with some cracker jacks::
EnsnDakota Ellis: I'm scared to go swimming here.. I have no clue what's in Lake Erie but it looks nasty
EnsAaron Markus: Allen!!!!!
Lt Mirrie Dunton: LOL...watch out for the "special trout" and zebra mussels Dakota
MajorAZinthys: Hello, Aaron
EnsnDakota Ellis: special trout?
EnsAaron Markus: I thought you were supposed to be late....
MajorAZinthys: I was. But I'm not.
VAdm Blackthorne: Don't complain. :-)
MajorAZinthys: ::Laughs::
Lt Mirrie Dunton: Umm, yes, nothing you want to eat...not for polite conversation
EnsAaron Markus: ::laughs::
EnsAaron Markus: I wasn't.
EnsnDakota Ellis: Gottcha..
EnsnDakota Ellis: ::marks fish off her diet::
MajorAZinthys: Is that a eupheism for something, Mirrie?
EnsAaron Markus: ::never had fish on his::
Lt Mirrie Dunton: I'm from the PA side of Lake Erie...some of the trout pulled out of the Lake, I'd never want to eat...ever
EnsAaron Markus: You mean euphemism?
Lt Mirrie Dunton: The Yellow Pike isn't so bad...
MajorAZinthys: That, too
Lt Mirrie Dunton: I worry mostly these days about the zebra mussels biting me. They are tiny, but they pinch...
EnsnDakota Ellis: I'll stick with what ever they have a Red Lobster :-D
VAdm Blackthorne: Seconded.
EnsAaron Markus: :-DI love the biscuits there.
VAdm Blackthorne: Though catfish I catch are yummy.
EnsnDakota Ellis: catfish is wonderful if fixed right
VAdm Blackthorne: Nice log, Dakota.
EnsnDakota Ellis: so are crawfish
Lt Mirrie Dunton has left the room.
EnsnDakota Ellis: Thank you :-)
EnsAaron Markus: I haven't had a chance to read it.
MajorAZinthys: ewwwww. Red Lobster. ick.
VAdm Blackthorne: Crawfish are best in a gumbo pot.
EnsnDakota Ellis: Ooo.. Gumbo.. ::drools::
EnsAaron Markus: I've never had gumbo.
EnsnDakota Ellis: =-O
MajorAZinthys: ::Shakes head:: Nothing compares to fresh Mahi-Mahi
LtDougMcKnight has entered the room.
EnsAaron Markus: Doug!!!!!!!
LtDougMcKnight: Evening, folks. :-)
LtDougMcKnight: Hiya, Aaron.
EnsnDakota Ellis: Hi Doug
LtDougMcKnight: Ellis.
SolanDahl has entered the room.
SolanDahl: <::rushes in out of costum and everything::>
LtDougMcKnight: Say, I was just wondering something. What do marine uniforms look like? Same as the Fleet uniforms, except for different rank insignias?
EnsAaron Markus: Solan!!!!!
MajorAZinthys: Bad JT.
LtDougMcKnight: Heya, Dahl.
MajorAZinthys: Same, but tighter.
VAdm Blackthorne: Um, yeah... until something cooler is brought forth... since no one ever asked me that. ;-)
SolanDahl: ::changes the JT to KA::
LtDougMcKnight: lol
LtDougMcKnight: Well, I'll get to brain storming then.
EnsnDakota Ellis: does it matter? I mean as long as everyone looks like David James Ellott in unifom who cares what the unifom looks like :-D
VAdm Blackthorne: Heh
LtDougMcKnight: Don't know who that is, but I see your point.
VAdm Blackthorne: I inititally pattered my character after him.
EnsnDakota Ellis: The hottie from JAG
EnsAaron Markus: ::looks confused::
EnsAaron Markus: Ah...
EnsAaron Markus: Don't watch JAG.
VAdm Blackthorne: The picture I have of Ian Blackthorne is David James Elliott.
LtDougMcKnight: I dunno, I've just seen too many episodes of Star Gate. Can't help but thinking those military fatigues slightly modified would look cool for away missions.
MajorAZinthys: ::Drools::
VAdm Blackthorne: Get me a cool picture and we'll use them.
EnsnDakota Ellis: I watch it all the time.. The only thing is every time I see a really good one I start thinking how that would be a cool sim..lol
VAdm Blackthorne: In battle, y'all should have something BDU-like anyway.
VAdm Blackthorne: But I did all of this in 1997 when I was the only one I knew watching JAG.
EnsAaron Markus: Yeah.
EnsnDakota Ellis: 97.. back when Mac had helmet hair..lol
VAdm Blackthorne: Now SHE is the hottie on JAG.
EnsAaron Markus: ::laughs::
EnsnDakota Ellis: lol!
VAdm Blackthorne: Catherine Bell > *
SolanDahl: ::Has watched JAG since it came on the air::
VAdm Blackthorne: Me too, back when ABC had it and whatshername was there instead of Mac.
LtDougMcKnight has left the room.
SolanDahl: Yup . . . the blond girl
EnsnDakota Ellis: there was someone before Mac =-0
EnsnDakota Ellis: ?
SolanDahl: LOL
SolanDahl: Yes!!
VAdm Blackthorne: Yep, ABC had it before CBS picked it up.
EnsnDakota Ellis: That's just wrong
SolanDahl: And AJ wasn't the person that Harm reported too
VAdm Blackthorne: Right.
VAdm Blackthorne: Zuriyev was patterned after AJ.
EnsAaron Markus: ::is lost::
EnsnDakota Ellis: AJ is cool
SolanDahl: Yeah, Harm reported to this woman who really gave him a hard time.
EnsnDakota Ellis: ick..
LtDougMcKnight has entered the room.
EnsnDakota Ellis: I started watching it when it came to CBS.. Didn't know ABC had it..
SolanDahl: I can never remember who has what . . .
SolanDahl: brb
LtDougMcKnight: Heya, and sorry about that. Figured I'd use the connection failure to go get some food.
VAdm Blackthorne: OK, so let's sim instead of talking about how 8-) JAG is.
VAdm Blackthorne: ::prods Zinthys::
EnsAaron Markus: ::nods in agreement::
Lt TKirr has entered the room.
MajorAZinthys: ::Pulls out the Not-So-Dreaded Whistle of Softness::
MajorAZinthys: ::Blows into it::
Lt TKirr: ::sneaks in::
MajorAZinthys: Attention!!
EnsAaron Markus: ::AA::
EnsnDakota Ellis: ::AA::
LtDougMcKnight: ::AA::
Lt TKirr: ::AA::
VAdm Blackthorne: Alright, so the militant factions against stopping the Mreian hibernation have been driven away in a pitched battle.
MajorAZinthys: <<;:Must be the only tac/csec who *always* misses the fights::>>
VAdm Blackthorne: The ground forces piled up at the gates until their armored units approached, prompting air support from the Atlantis's Mustang fighters.
MajorAZinthys: ::prods himself::
VAdm Blackthorne: <<Doug would have made you proud, Major.>>
LtDougMcKnight: (I do my best.)
VAdm Blackthorne: All resistance faltered except for a tight pocket of anti-air and ground forces that were somehow protected from the modified stunning phasers of the Atlantis above.
VAdm Blackthorne: This pocket was doing so much damage that Blackthorne called down a full phaser blast from orbit, obliterating three or four blocks of the city in the process.
VAdm Blackthorne: Now all is quiet, and the forces that were merely stunned were beamed away. Fires are burning in the immediate battle-area and tension is in the air.
VAdm Blackthorne: Questions?
EnsAaron Markus: ::raises hand::
MajorAZinthys: Anything left for me?
VAdm Blackthorne: Markus?
EnsAaron Markus: What are our current missions as far as each team?
VAdm Blackthorne: You'll find out in sim.
EnsAaron Markus: ::nods::
LtDougMcKnight: Uh...I have a question, I guess. Do the Mreian authorities have the resources to handle the fires, or will that also require assistance from the Atlantis?
LtDougMcKnight: And sorry if I'm remembering the name of these people wrong.
Lt TKirr: It's right =P
VAdm Blackthorne: We'll be lending help. Their fire-fighting facilities haven't been used in thousands of years, since they usually don't hvae fires in the time they're awake.
LtDougMcKnight: Right, that figures. Thank you.
VAdm Blackthorne: Markus, that falls to you.
VAdm Blackthorne: anything else?
Lt TKirr: *crickets*
VAdm Blackthorne: Guess not5.
VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
EnsAaron Markus: ::changes out of flight suit and heads back down to the planet::
Lt TKirr: *taking small break in quarters after rigorous flight*
LtDougMcKnight: ::Sits his ass down at the nearest excuse for a bench, and frowns as he looks over the devestation::
SolanDahl: @Kiley Airell>::in sickbay with her shadow, hoping that TKirr and the other Sci officer are having better luck then she is::
LtDougMcKnight: God, my kingdom for a hot dog and a beer.
MajorAZinthys: ::Huddled around the holographic projector back at the base of ops::
Lt TKirr: <<Mm... hot dog...>>
EnsnDakota Ellis: ::chewing on the end of a stylus and looking over files::
EnsAaron Markus: <<lol>>
Lt TKirr: ::walks out of the shower, feeling only mildly refreshed::
MajorAZinthys: Topack the Mreian> Is that it?
MajorAZinthys: Allen> I believe so.
MajorAZinthys: ::taps:: +Doug+ Lieutenant McKnight, report.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Drags himself into a standing position, idly tapping the top of his pulse rifle that he never gave back to the marine he borrowed it from, checks that the shoulder strap is holding it secure, and begins the trek back to Zinthy's
LtDougMcKnight: position::
LtDougMcKnight: ::Grumbles imperceptably, having hoped to have the time until he got back to prepare the aforementioned report::
EnsAaron Markus: ::heads for the museum to check on Tereel::
Lt TKirr: ::dons a new uniform and picks up a PADD, then heads out the door:: +Airell+ T'Kirr to Doctor Airell. Any updates?
LtDougMcKnight: +Zinthys+ Yes, sir. The situation is under control, for now. I do have a number of recoomendations when I get toyou though.
EnsAaron Markus: ::finds Tereel waiting just outside the museum:: Tereel...Are you ok?
EnsnDakota Ellis: ::rubs her eyes and steps back from the computer screen:: When words start to dance it's time for a break..
MajorAZinthys: +Doug+ Very well. I'm sending you a pickup.
MajorAZinthys: ::taps out some orders::
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> I am fine. What happened?
SolanDahl: @Kiley Airell>+TKirr+ Negative Lt. I sent down all the information that I had to your assistant. I have two more tests running, I'm hoping they will show more positive results.
LtDougMcKnight: +Zinthys+ Gotta say, that sounds swell, sir. Thanks.
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::watches Ellis, not as calm as he wished he was::
EnsAaron Markus: I'll tell you all about on the way to your fire departments or whatever it is you have.
MajorAZinthys: +Doug+ Just make sure you start that report on the way back.
MajorAZinthys: +Doug+ Zinthys out.
Lt TKirr: +Airell+ Thank you, Doctor. I apologize for my quick departure upon our last transmission. I will check in with the ensign immediately.
MajorAZinthys: ::A shuttle settles down several neters in front of Doug's position::
MajorAZinthys: meters*
EnsnDakota Ellis: ::walks over to a near by table to get a glass of water..looks over at Jerun:: Are you alright?
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> ::notices the fires:: This way. ::drags Aaron off::
LtDougMcKnight: ::Smiles at the shuttle as it sets down:: Well, gotta give the Major points for style.
Lt TKirr: City Fires> ::burn not so quietly:: <<sorry couldn't resist>>
SolanDahl: +TKirr+ No apologies nessesary Lt.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Steps into the shuttle, gratefully sits his ass down at the nearest seat:: By all means, take your time.
SolanDahl: @Kiley Airell>::goes back to work::
MajorAZinthys: Shuttle pilot> ::calls over his shoulder:: Anybody else?
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::shifts abruptly and looks at Ellis' eyes:: I... er, well... ::forces a smile:: No, not really. This attack has me rattled. ::sighs::
EnsAaron Markus: ::is lead to the Mreian fire station, telling Tereel about the fight without giving out any sensitive info::
EnsnDakota Ellis: ::pour a second glass and offers it to Jerun:: It's a bit unnerving.. ::smiles warmly::
LtDougMcKnight: Not a soul. Looks like I'm just getting the VIP treatment.
MajorAZinthys: Shuttle pilot> ::Shrugs::
MajorAZinthys: Shuttle pilot> Strap in.
LtDougMcKnight: Yeah sure you betcha.
MajorAZinthys: ::The shuttle takes off::
SolanDahl: @D'nali>::knows nothing about the fight or the destruction on the planet . . . in his own happy little world::
EnsAaron Markus: ::arrives at the fire station, which is in chaos::
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::takes it, smiling somewhat more genuinely:: Thanks.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Pulls the safety restraints over his torso and prepares his most elaborate variation on "We need more stuff"::
Lt TKirr: <<lol Kiley>>
EnsnDakota Ellis: ::walks back over to the computer:: Your welcome.. ::begins reading again::
EnsAaron Markus: Fire chief>::sees Aaron and Tereel and says to the latter....:: What is this? What's HE doing here?
Lt TKirr: +Ellis+ T'Kirr to Ensign Ellis. Any news?
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel>He's here to help us.
MajorAZinthys: Shuttle pilot> You said you're not in a hurry, right?
Lt TKirr: ::enters TR::
LtDougMcKnight: ::Grins back at the pilot:: You ever had to prepare a report to your CO on the ride over?
EnsAaron Markus: F.C.>We don't need HIS help...Their kind are the ones who did this. ::points at the fires::
EnsnDakota Ellis: +TKirr+ Nothing yet, Ma'am.. I'm reviewing some of the older medical records.. Just starting to get back to way before the first nap..
MajorAZinthys: Nope.
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> If it weren't for them we probably wouldn't be standing here now....
EnsnDakota Ellis: +TKirr+ However, that's when things get fuzzy..
MajorAZinthys: <<hey. Where's the FCM?>>
SolanDahl: <<NOt a clue>>
EnsAaron Markus: <<FCM?>>
LtDougMcKnight: Just take a few minutes.
MajorAZinthys: Pilot> We're gonna take a detour.
Lt TKirr: ::frowns:: +Ellis+ Nap?
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> They can help us...are you gonna let them or not?
LtDougMcKnight: That'd do it.
MajorAZinthys: ::Shuttle abruptly hangs a left::
SolanDahl: <<Former Chicken Man (FCM)=CE>>
Lt TKirr: <<He means Drake =P>>
EnsAaron Markus: F.C.> Oh alright. But only because they're responsible.
SolanDahl: <<That's right! couldn't remember the Name he was using at the moment!>>
EnsnDakota Ellis: +TKirr+ The first cycle Ma'am..
EnsAaron Markus: <<Gotcha. I saw him online earlier, but......>>
MajorAZinthys: <<Maybe he'll change it next week>>
LtDougMcKnight: ::Counts off on his hand the number of supplies he feels the marines will need to requisition in order to successfully defend the compound with minimal losses:: Body armor, at least 2 extra power packs apiece, photon grenades,
Lt TKirr: +Ellis+ All right, I'm coming down now, and will be with you shortly.
LtDougMcKnight: bigger guns, force field generators, and a partridge in a pear tree. Hope the Major's in a good mood.
EnsAaron Markus: ::nods to the F.C.:: What do you have to fight these fires?
MajorAZinthys: ::The shuttle lands so softly, no one notices::
SolanDahl: @Kiley Airell>::smiles, thinks she's got a good lead::
EnsnDakota Ellis: +TKirr+ Aye Ma'am
LtDougMcKnight: And what exactly is the precise nature of this "detour"?
EnsAaron Markus: F.C.> Not much, I'm afraid. All our equipment is so old, I doubt it'll work...
LtDougMcKnight: Or would you have to shoot me if you told me?
MajorAZinthys: Pilot> Another pickup run.
MajorAZinthys: ::The shuttle door opens and three injured marines limp in::
Lt TKirr: ::nods to TR attendant:: Near the science compound, please.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Vacates his seat for one of the marines to take it:: Is there a med kit on this jalopy?
EnsAaron Markus: The first thing we need to do is check for any possible survivors.
Lt TKirr: ::beams::
EnsAaron Markus: I doubt there will be any in the middle, but there might be some in the outer rim of the fires...
MajorAZinthys: Pilot> Port-side panel
SolanDahl: @KileyAirell>::looks over to D'nali to see what he's up to::
LtDougMcKnight: Gotcha.
Lt TKirr: <<Sorry forgot my @'s.. not needed now =P>>
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::peers at the console:: How far have you gotten?
EnsAaron Markus: Then we do what we can to get the fires contained.
Lt TKirr: Jerun> You said just beyond the first cycle?
EnsnDakota Ellis: ::nods::
LtDougMcKnight: ::Fishes out the med kit and goes to work on the injured, glad for that year he had on the Cervantes to practice this particular skill::
MajorAZinthys: ::The one with a leg jutting out at an odd angle takes Doug's vacated seat::
MajorAZinthys: Pilot> We're heading to what passes for a hospital on this rock.
EnsnDakota Ellis: I thought maybe comparing those records with new ones would give us the missing piece of the puzzle
VAdm Blackthorne: <<I apologize for not being involved yet tonight, important phone call just as the sim started.>>
SolanDahl: D'nali>::starts going through the cabinets, looking at every little toy that the ship seems to have::
LtDougMcKnight: Well, let's at least make sure we at least leave as little of the job to them as possible.
EnsAaron Markus: Do you have any scanners I can use?
LtDougMcKnight: Don't worry, son. The pharmacutical Santa's here.
MajorAZinthys: ::The second, who was carried between the third, is laid on the ground::
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::nods:: Yes, yes, you said you wanted the language files. Althoug I don't know how you can learn the proper amount before...
EnsAaron Markus: F.C.> Sure...this way.::leads Aaron to his office:: Here you go.
SolanDahl: @Kiley Airell>::sighs as the results come up negative . . . again. This line just isn't working::
EnsnDakota Ellis: amount?
MajorAZinthys: ::The third opts to stand, his arm in a sling::
Lt TKirr: <Suuuure, Blackthorne>>
LtDougMcKnight: ::Figures the marine in his seat should be a fairly quick job, and so injects him with a pain killer before setting the bone and fusing it together with the bone knitter::
SolanDahl: <<uh huh . . . Suuuuure Admiral>>
EnsAaron Markus: ::scans the outer rim of the fire::
LtDougMcKnight: ::Turns back to the standing one and gestures to the one on the ground with his chin:: What happened to him?
MajorAZinthys: Friendly fire.
MajorAZinthys: Phaser on stun.
Lt TKirr: ::appears on planet in one piece and walks the short distance to the science compound, opening the door and peeking logically inside::
LtDougMcKnight: Well then, might as well let him get a few minutes of sleep. Lord knows the natives sure do appreciate it.
SolanDahl: @Kiley Airell>+TKirr+Airell to TKirr.
Lt TKirr: +Airell+ T'Kirr here.
EnsAaron Markus: Well I don't see any from here, but we might need a closer look....
SolanDahl: @Kiley Airell>+TKirr+ All of the experiments run so far are coming up negative. We might want to try another line of approach, unless your assistant has gotten anywhere.
EnsAaron Markus: +Atlantis+ Markus to Atlantis. I need you to do a sensor sweep of the outer rim of the fires for lifesigns.
Lt TKirr: ::looks at Airell and Jerun:: +Airell+ I will look over the results of my latest test and let you know.
SolanDahl: @Kiley Airell>+TKirr+Okay.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Scans the marine whose leg he just fixed up with the medical tricorder, assuring himself that he's otherwise stable before turning back to the third to go to work on his arm:: These are some tough bastards we're dealing with.
MajorAZinthys: ::nods:: SOBs don't wanna die.
MajorAZinthys: Injured Marine #3>*
LtDougMcKnight: But not to worry. In my expert opinion, we're tougher. You'll be back to kicking their asses in no time flat.
MajorAZinthys: IM3> Here's hoping we won't have to kick any ass.
Lt TKirr: ::looks meaningfully at Ellis::
Lt TKirr: ::walks to the terminal and opens the search results, something she had little time to scan over before being called away::
EnsnDakota Ellis: ::looks up at TKirr and steps aside.. pushing the untranslated verison out of the way::
Lt TKirr: Have you found any clues in the history?
SolanDahl: @D'nali>::pulls out some gadget and starts tinkering with it.::
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::shuffles up behind them to watch again, waiting to be of aid::
EnsAaron Markus: Science station> +Markus+ The nearest lifesigns are 10 kilometers away from the rim.
LtDougMcKnight has left the room.
EnsnDakota Ellis: I'm not sure.. ::shows her the testing and some of the older records:: I found a comment on the bats but it doesn't seem right..
LtDougMcKnight has entered the room.
EnsAaron Markus: +Atlantis+ Thank you.
SolanDahl: @D'nali>::plays with the toy and gets zapped, passes out as he just injected himself with a hypo of a strong sedative::
Lt TKirr: A comment? ::glances accusingly at Jerun:: Have they researched it as well?
LtDougMcKnight: ::Nods:: Wouldn;t that be nice? I'll certainly keep my fingers crossed. In the meantime, chin up, stiff upper lip, and any cliches Imight have missed.
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::shrinks slightly::
Lt TKirr: <<Lol Kiley>>
LtDougMcKnight: ::Finishes running the bone knitter over Marine #3's arm:: Better?
MajorAZinthys: IM3> Yeah. Thanks.
SolanDahl: @Lata>::hears the crash and rushes out to see D'nali laying on the floor with the hypo in his hand, facing the wrong direction. She can't help but giggle::
MajorAZinthys: Pilot> ::sets the shuttle down near the front doors::
MajorAZinthys: Pilot> Alright, everybody out!
MajorAZinthys: ::Shuttle doors open::
EnsAaron Markus: Now all we have to do is contain the fire.
EnsnDakota Ellis: ::runs a finger over the test results:: Well I think it was the bat.. I was playing with the translation of the records..
SolanDahl: @Kiley Airell>::rushes out to see what happens and shakes her head:: I should have kept a better watch on him. But I really thought I was close to something.
MajorAZinthys: ::A triage unit rushes in and helps the three "injured"::
LtDougMcKnight: ::Helps those in need of help out of the shuttle, and turns to the triage team::
EnsAaron Markus: Do you have any shield generators?
LtDougMcKnight: These wounds are none of them life-threatening. If there are those who can;t say the same, see to them first.
EnsAaron Markus: F.C.> I'm afraid not.
SolanDahl: @Lata>::runs a quick scan over D'nali just to make sure everything was okay and that he just gave himself a sedative. Shakes her head:: He gave himself a pretty strong dose.
MajorAZinthys: Triage nurse> ::nods:: I see. Thank you.
SolanDahl: @lata> But compared to his hiberation time, this nap will seem like mere seconds.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Makes sure the 3 marines are in good hands, nods his farewell, and trots off to his appointment with Zinthys::
MajorAZinthys: TN> ::Rushes back to the hospital::
MajorAZinthys: Pilot> Yes, Major, I'm on the way.
EnsnDakota Ellis: ::watches TKirr scrolling the screen::
Lt TKirr: <<Ellis look at croom>>
EnsAaron Markus: +Tkirr+ Lt., is there anyway we could use the Atlantis's tractor beam to put a shield of sorts around the fires?
MajorAZinthys: Pilot> I understand, sir, but I had wounded who needed a lift.
SolanDahl: @KileyAirell>::moves over to help Lata move D'nali to one of the biobeds. Lays him down and checks his vitals::
MajorAZinthys: Pilot> ::Calls over shoulder:: You ready back there?
Lt TKirr: ::Looks up and blinks:: +Markus+ You would know better than I. To my knowledge, it would not be exact enough to filter around the lifeforms, if any were close.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Rushes back to his seat, straps himself in, and nods back:: We've dilly dallied enough, I think. Let's give it some gas.
MajorAZinthys: Pilot> Excellent.
MajorAZinthys: ::Shuttle takes off for the constabulary::
EnsAaron Markus: +T'Kirr+ I've already scanned for lifeforms...I'm afraid there aren't any survivors near the fire. I'm looking to snuff the fires out by sealing out the oxygen.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Grins back:: Sorry to slow you down like that. I know how fun a little speed is. Hell, you should see me with my air truck at home some time.
Lt TKirr: +Markus+ I'm afraid I don't know enough about the physics of a tractor beam to know if it would seal the oxygen out of an area as a shield would.
MajorAZinthys: Pilot> I'll live.
EnsAaron Markus: +TKirr+ Would there be any way to put a shield or force field around it in the time we have?
Lt TKirr: ::ponders:: +Markus+ Get some portable generators down to the planet and position them around it. That should work.
MajorAZinthys: Pilot> One nice thing is that these people didn't have much time to build, or walk, so everything is pretty close together.
EnsAaron Markus: +TKirr+ Thank you. Markus out.
SolanDahl: @KileyAirell>::leaves D'nali in Lata's hands and goes back to researching . . . ::
LtDougMcKnight: So I've noticed. But trust me, a jog can take longer than you might think here.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Looks out the window as their landing spot approaches::
EnsAaron Markus: +Atlantis+ Markus to Atlantis, I need another favor. We need enough portable shield generators to put around this fire. I believe eight would do. Do we have them?
MajorAZinthys: ::The shuttle sets down:: Your valet, sir. No tip required.
Lt TKirr: ::glances at Ellis, waiting to hear the answer to why the Mreians would know anything about the Myrolei bat::
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::shifts uncomfortably, adding to his nervousness::
LtDougMcKnight: ::Unstraps himself and stands up:: Nonsense. Look me up on the ship some time, and I'll buy you a beer, and not that synthehol crap either, if it can be avoided.
EnsAaron Markus: Engineering> +Markus+ We do... How should we set them? What position and what strength?
LtDougMcKnight: ::Shakes the pilot's hand, flashes a last grin, and takes off::
MajorAZinthys: ::It takes back off when Doug is safely inside::
EnsnDakota Ellis: I tried cross referencing the Doctor's results and the computer gave me records on from other data banks.. One being the Myrolei
EnsAaron Markus: +Atlantis+ Know how a pool table is set up? Do it like that around the fire, plus see if you can put the other two where the eight ball goes at where the cue ball goes.
Lt TKirr: ::nods, stealing a glare at Jerun::
EnsnDakota Ellis: I also got stuff about it and a few others from one of your reports
LtDougMcKnight: ::Makes it to Zinthy's location and salutes, if with slightly less rigidity than last time:: Sorry for the delay, sir. I thought top priority should be placed on seeing to the men.
EnsAaron Markus: Engineering> +Markus+ Will do....I'm not sure how well the two in the middle are gonna come out of it as far as damage goes.....
MajorAZinthys: ::Shakes head:: You did fine.
MajorAZinthys: Now what the hell is going on out there?
EnsAaron Markus: +Atlantis+ I'll take all responsibility on that one...just do it please.
Lt TKirr: Ensign... the I didn't obtain the information on the bat from the Mreian history.
EnsAaron Markus: Engineering> +Markus+ What yeild?
LtDougMcKnight: Though I hate to say it, sir, we were caught off guard. We really had no idea quite how much value these people place on their sleep. We got caught with our pants down, and they showed up with tanks.
EnsnDakota Ellis: ::blinks:: You didn't?
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::begins to understand, to his horror, and looks over Ellis and T'Kirr's heads at the report::
MajorAZinthys: Damage assessment?
Lt TKirr: ::looks up at Jerun staring over her:: No.
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::pales to a light green::
EnsAaron Markus: ::ponders:: +Atlantis+ Can we get level 9 out of 'em?
EnsnDakota Ellis: ::looks confused.. thinks to herself.. oh yeah your making an impresion.::
Lt TKirr: Jerun> Oh, spirits...
EnsAaron Markus: Engineering> +Markus+ Absolutely.
LtDougMcKnight: We managed to fight them off, but it was a lot harder than it should have been. As you may have heard, we had to take out a pretty apalling amount of realestate in order to wipe out an AA position.
EnsAaron Markus: +Atlantis+ Do it.
Lt TKirr: ::cocks a brow at Jerun::
EnsAaron Markus: Engineering> +Markus+ Tranporting......
MajorAZinthys: ...which required a bombardment from the Atlantis herself, if I'm not mistaken?
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::draws back:: Ms. Ellis... you know how you were talking about losing things in translation? Well...
EnsnDakota Ellis: ::nods::
Lt TKirr: Jerun> I think I may have... I didn't know that word related to the Myrolei bat. ::shakes his head::
EnsAaron Markus: Engineering> +Markus+ Engaging shield....
LtDougMcKnight: Yes sir, we were forced to call in a good deal of supporting fire from the Atlantis, sir. It's frankly what saved our asses. As for our numbers of wounded and killed in action, I haven;t seen an exact figure, but I can at least
SolanDahl: <<grr . . . telephone . . . I'm paying attention, sort of>>
LtDougMcKnight: report that we gave better than we got.
EnsAaron Markus: <<what happened to the Admiral?>>
MajorAZinthys: That's... encouraging.
EnsnDakota Ellis: So you played fill in the blank and got the word wrong?
Lt TKirr: ::looks between Ellis and Jerun:: What about the bat? It's definitely not a possibility?
LtDougMcKnight: Not encouraging enough, sir. We need to throw together some more concrete advantages out there in case these people get uppity again.
MajorAZinthys: What about the Mreians as a fighting force? What do you think they'll have left to throw at us?
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::shakes his head again:: No, I wasn't filling in any blank. The word translated differently to me.
EnsnDakota Ellis: What would the other translation be?
LtDougMcKnight: I can't say for sure, sir, but they seemed pretty well organized, so I wouldn;t be at all surprised if they had reserves in waiting.
LtDougMcKnight: As for their armor, I doubt they'd risk that again. It's too easy a target for bombardment, and they've seen our firepower.
LtDougMcKnight: But then, that's just what I'd do. I know these poeple are fighters, but not much else, sir.
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::indictates the report on the terminal:: The written and voiced translators are linked. On her report, and when she voiced it, I thought she was talking about a plant of some kind, one I've never heard of.
Lt TKirr: Jerun> Even if I told you what it was, the translator would make you hear the same word. We'd have to edit it to communicate it differently.
LtCdr K Hausmann has entered the room.
LtDougMcKnight: As for neutralizing any future attacks, as I said, I have a few reccomendations, sir.
MajorAZinthys: Well, if they believed in our superior firepower, then they'll not attack again. I don't think that's the case.
Lt TKirr: T'Kirr> All right. The difference is not what is important here. What were you saying about the bat's genome not being a possibility, Ensign?
VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
SolanDahl: ::paused::
LtCdr K Hausmann has left the room.
MajorAZinthys: TWEET!
MajorAZinthys: Attention!
LtDougMcKnight: ::paused::
SolanDahl: ::AA::
EnsnDakota Ellis: ::AA::
LtDougMcKnight: ::AA::
EnsAaron Markus: ::AA::
Lt TKirr: ::AA::
VAdm Blackthorne: OK, folks, I'm very sorry about that. Just got off the phone with a conversation that required my full attention.
VAdm Blackthorne: So, now, I want y'all to tell me what was accomplished tonight. Science, you go first.
Lt TKirr: OH.. that's me =P
Lt TKirr: Erm...
EnsAaron Markus: ::rolls eyes::
Lt TKirr: Well, I got back down to the planet and talked with Ellis, and he said something about the bat I had worked on matching the hybernation genome match being in the Mreian historic files...
Lt TKirr: Err, take out a "match"
Lt TKirr: Does that make sense?
VAdm Blackthorne: Yes, I think so.\
Lt TKirr: And well... Jerun, my "shadow"... hasn't known this whole time that it's the Myrolei bat she has been working to cross reference with the Mreian genome.... it was lost in the translation.
Lt TKirr: That's about it... climax to come next sim, we promise =P
VAdm Blackthorne: Excellent. Security?
MajorAZinthys: Returned Lt. McKnight to base after rescuing some injured marines
MajorAZinthys: Began debriefing.
Lt TKirr: <<Sorry Ellis didn't mean to call you a "he">>
EnsnDakota Ellis: (it's ok:-))
MajorAZinthys: Yeah, that's it.
VAdm Blackthorne: OK, medical?
SolanDahl: Working with TKirr about the genome issue . . . D'nali (my shadow) knocked himself out because he grabed a hypo filled with sedatives the wrong way. That's pretty much it.
Lt TKirr: <<giggles>>
VAdm Blackthorne: OK! Thanks, everyone, and again, my apologies for the bad timing of that phone call.
Lt TKirr: Sokay, think we needed a recap =)
EnsAaron Markus: ::clears throat::
VAdm Blackthorne: Markus?
EnsAaron Markus: Thought maybe I'd give a report on the fires...unless you already knew, sir.
VAdm Blackthorne: Please do.
VAdm Blackthorne: It's been so long since we've had a HOps officer that it slipped my mind to ask you.
EnsAaron Markus: I scanned for survivors but there were none. So I knocked a thought off of TKirr and came up with surrounding the fires with forcefield generators and snuff it out....
EnsAaron Markus: The engineer had just pushed the button on board the Atlantis and there where we paused.
VAdm Blackthorne: For the records then, we'll say that worked.
EnsAaron Markus: And that's okay about not noticing me....:'(
VAdm Blackthorne: Now try to make me pity you and all you'll end up with is a cattleprod to the rear.
VAdm Blackthorne: So, any questions?
EnsAaron Markus: ::shakes head vigorously.
EnsAaron Markus: ::
Lt TKirr: Lol
SolanDahl: *thinks the Admiral loves his cattleprod*
VAdm Blackthorne: One little announcement...
VAdm Blackthorne: Congratulations to Major Zinthys on his promotion to Second Officer, a post which he already held without the fancy title!
MajorAZinthys: ::bows::
LtDougMcKnight: ::Claps::
EnsAaron Markus: ::applauds::
SolanDahl: Congrats!
EnsnDakota Ellis: ::thinks that cattleprod gets around.. plots ways to get Zinthys to use the less painful whisle on thrusdays::
Lt TKirr: Lol, woot!
EnsnDakota Ellis: ::Claps and cheers::
Lt TKirr: Grats, Zinthys!
MajorAZinthys: Thank you, thank you, thank you
MajorAZinthys: I'd like to thank--
MajorAZinthys: What?
MajorAZinthys: Oh.
MajorAZinthys: ::pouts::
MajorAZinthys: ::Leaves without making his speech::
VAdm Blackthorne: Alright, that's all for tonight.
Lt TKirr: /comfort
SolanDahl: night night
MajorAZinthys: ::Blows into that whistle on last time::
MajorAZinthys: Dismissed!!
SolanDahl has left the room.
Lt TKirr: ::runs away in terror::
VAdm Blackthorne: See y'all next week!