You have just entered room "Celestial Prime."
VAdm Blackthorne: Evening, folks!
MajorAZinthys: That would kinda be key to the whole thing
Kiley Airell: Hey Admiral
MajorAZinthys: evening, Ian
MCptAdamDrake: Evening Admiral!
LtDougMcKnight has entered the room.
MajorAZinthys: Anybody ever been to Alabama before?
Kiley Airell: not me
LtDougMcKnight: I think I might have passed through it by car when I was 3 or so.
LtDougMcKnight: So, no.
Lt jg D Ellis has entered the room.
LtDougMcKnight: Heya, Ellis.
Kiley Airell: why're ya curious Zinthys?
Kiley Airell: Hey Ellis
MajorAZinthys: Darn. I'm going there for the first time Thursday, and I'm trying to pack something to wear that won't get me lynched
Lt jg D Ellis: Hi everyone
VAdm Blackthorne: I've been there.
Lt jg D Ellis: I swaer I hate malls this time of year
MajorAZinthys: Unfortuanetly, I don't have anything that says "I sleep with my sister"
LtDougMcKnight: lol
LtDougMcKnight: Better just bring the 101st airborne along with you then.
MajorAZinthys: ...or maybe that is good...
VAdm Blackthorne: They're rather busy right now.
LtDougMcKnight: The malls, or the troops?
VAdm Blackthorne: both!
Lt jg D Ellis: and now I have to face rge post office
Lt jg D Ellis: I got B something and I got a bunny for Katie :-D
MajorAZinthys: ...and no flannel either...
LtDougMcKnight: Yeah, what's the 101st doing these days? Last I heard, they were up in Afghanistan?
VAdm Blackthorne: You know, I'm not sure where they are.
VAdm Blackthorne: My boss was 101st in Vietnam, though. He's freakin' badassed.
LtDougMcKnight: Ah, sweet. A chicken man, was he?
Lt TKirr has entered the room.
LtJGAxelrod: TKirr!!!!
: Hey, T'Kirr.
Kiley Airell: Hey TKirr
Lt TKirr: I was going to be on time... I was... but I was called =P
VAdm Blackthorne: Alright then, let's get started.
Lt TKirr: Oh, you're here!
VAdm Blackthorne: Since we have a rather nice showing, all things considered!
MajorAZinthys: ::Pulls out the Evil Whistle of Evilness::
MajorAZinthys: ::blows into it::
MajorAZinthys: Attention!!
Lt jg D Ellis: ::AA::
LtDougMcKnight: ::AA::
Kiley Airell: ::AA::
Lt TKirr: ::AA::
MCptAdamDrake: ::@@::
LtJGAxelrod: ::ΔΕ::
: ::Hands Ellis a brownie::
LtDougMcKnight: ::Poisoned the brownies::
VAdm Blackthorne: Alright then...
Lt jg D Ellis: ::wonders if there McKnight's "special" browines::
VAdm Blackthorne: Atlantis has arrived at Starbase 55 for repairs, having been towed by the Discovery, a fellow Third Fleet member.
VAdm Blackthorne: Starbase 55 is a full-service upside-down ships go inside the upside-down spinning top kind of Starbase, like the one around Earth.
VAdm Blackthorne: And yes, I'm aware that I said upside-down twice.
VAdm Blackthorne: We're currently docked inside the Starbase undergoing extensive repairs with help and material from the Starbase's engineering staff, so the lower decks of Atlantis are swarming with people, both inside and outside.
VAdm Blackthorne: Questions?
MajorAZinthys: If it's upside-down squared, would that make it downside-up?
ElRiov trIdrys has entered the room.
LtDougMcKnight: (Heya, Idrys.)
VAdm Blackthorne: Sure, why not?
Lt TKirr: Sounds good.
VAdm Blackthorne: Any other questions? (someone catch Idrys up in IM, please)
ElRiov trIdrys: (( evening folks :-) ))
Lt TKirr: Prepare for tell hell, trIdrys =P
VAdm Blackthorne: Alright, looks like we're ready to go...
VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN sim
Lt jg D Ellis: sounds like a reason for dramamine
VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIm
Lt TKirr: <<Question.. bridge operational?>>
Lt jg D Ellis: ::fell sleep at her console::
MCptAdamDrake: ::somehow manages to dodge several equipment toting ensigns:: Axe!
VAdm Blackthorne: <<Yes, but we're partially powered down and running off Starbase power.>>
LtJGAxelrod: ::In Engineering doing some system checks.::
: ::Truns to Drake.:: Yes?
: ::Sitting in the security office, finishing up a duty roster of the skeleton security watch to be in place for the duration of the repairs::
MCptAdamDrake: The warp matrix is still giving us trouble, would you take a look at the plasma inducers?
VAdm Blackthorne: ::in his ready room, the top of the ship being rather quiet as everything is happening down below::
Lt TKirr: ::stands at her bridge post, watching over repairs with internal sensors::
LtJGAxelrod: Sure.
: ::Takes a padd absentmindedly from a passing Lieutenant, only nodding::
ElRiov trIdrys: :::heading into SB with T'Nal, as always, in tow:::
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > :::sneezes:::
Lt jg D Ellis: ::was up all night with Noah, reading him sci reports::
MCptAdamDrake: {{I'm sure that was fun for him. :-X Did you put him to sleep?}}
VAdm Blackthorne: ::looks up from his paperwork and frowns, bored out of his mind::
Kiley Airell: ::sitting in her office, going over paperwork::
VAdm Blackthorne: I hate this part of command. ::quietly, to himself::
ElRiov trIdrys: ::::begins inventory ....thinks, Thrillsville::::
Lt jg D Ellis: ( ::laughs:: he'll be the only kid in K who can make a detailed map of an atom)
MajorAZinthys: ::walks around ME, helping starbase engineers, making sure *his* weapons and shields are repaired properly, and just generally usurping Drake::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::gets disgusted with all the red tape and walks out onto the bridge::
Lt TKirr: ::glances up::
Lt TKirr: Admiral.
Lt TKirr: <<That was a greeting>>
VAdm Blackthorne: Lieutenant. ::nods::
VAdm Blackthorne: >> That was a reply. <
LtDougMcKnight has left the room.
Lt TKirr: <<Ya think?>>
LtDougMcKnight has entered the room.
LtDougMcKnight: (Sorry about that; internet died.)
VAdm Blackthorne: Has Science made any progress on the linguistic situation?
VAdm Blackthorne: ( The WHOLE INTERNET died?!?!?! he;lp )
MajorAZinthys: <<i see is came back to life>>
Kiley Airell has left the room.
MCptAdamDrake: ::Sees Zinthys:: Major, your weapons are in far more than capable hands. ::brushes past him and walks to a console:: We still don't have warp drive, and we still have several shield generators offline.
Lt TKirr: None, sir. Lieutenant JG Ellis hasn't made any headway that I am aware of.
LtJGAxelrod: ::Heads off to get a toolkit.::
: ::Sits in the security office, finishing up a duty roster for the skeleton security watch to be left in place for the duration of the repairs::
LtDougMcKnight: Computer, locate Major Zinthys.
MajorAZinthys: Computer> Major Zinthys is in Main Engineering.
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > Hakkie ... ::ACHOO:: ... please excuse me but I have to deliver a few samples of this stuff to Science. ::ACHOO::
Kiley Airell has entered the room.
ElRiov trIdrys: ::blinks:: All right. And you better drink some more of that tea soon. See you later. ::grins::
VAdm Blackthorne: Well, then, anything on their physical characteristics?
Kiley Airell: (((grrrrrrrr . . . ))
Lt jg D Ellis: ::has the scee tape playing in the back ground::
LtDougMcKnight: ::Picks up his PADD and takes a turbolift down to main engineering. If they're not supposed to be working, well I guess I went and cheated. Sue me::
LtJGAxelrod: ::Grabs a toolkit and crawls into a Jeffries Tube to go work on the plasma inducers.::
: (WB, Kiley.)
MajorAZinthys: ::thoroughly ignores Drake, especially since he's now out of earshot anyways::
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > Thanks Hakkie. ::ACHOO:: ::exits SB and heads for Sci lab::
MCptAdamDrake: ::taps a PADD and looks over his shoulder::
ElRiov trIdrys: :::wonders what she's up to but ... shrugs, goes back to inventory, ho hum ...:::
MCptAdamDrake: ::doesn't like the fact that the Major is looking over his shoulder::
Lt TKirr: ::hears a beep and immediately presses a memorized button, watching Blackthorne:: Our information is very limited, as they appeared so suddenly. The sensors were damaged before they could get much scanned.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Makes his way into main engineering, dodging around the repair crews, and finds his department CO::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::Frowns::
Lt jg D Ellis: ::is dreaming about whales and fat starfleet officers with scottish accents.. can't tell which is which though::
VAdm Blackthorne: We have samples. Have they produced anything?
MajorAZinthys: <<Hmmm... whales with Scottish accents?>>
LtDougMcKnight: Major, I've gone ahead and thrown together a duty roster for the marine skeleton watch. I just need you to approve it before you do...whatever it was you were planning on doing, sir.
Kiley Airell has left the room.
Lt TKirr: ::frowns mentally:: I have nothing at this time. I will contact Ellis and give you a report within the hour.
ElRiov trIdrys: (( LOL ))
MCptAdamDrake: ::sees McKnight, sighs heavily:: We're in the middle of a Starbase and we have the leaders of the security department in engineering. Tell me how that makes sense? ::walks by the two to another console::
MajorAZinthys: ::Looks up and sees McKnight for the first time::
MajorAZinthys: ::Leads him away from the hustle and bustle::
VAdm Blackthorne: Thank you. Admiral Zuriyev will be wanting more information than we have now.
LtDougMcKnight: Well, he's chipper.
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::arrives at Sci lab, rings chime::
MajorAZinthys: He thinks that just because I'm in his department, he can boss me around.
Lt TKirr: ::nods:: Understood. ::walks toward the lift::
MajorAZinthys: ::Finds a not-busy corner in ME and reads the PADD there::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::can see that look on Zuriyev's face now if he gave a report with no good information in it::
Lt jg D Ellis: ::can't hear the chime::
Lt TKirr: ::takes lift down to Lab::
Kiley Airell has entered the room.
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::enters lab, wonders what's going on:: Hello? :::ACHOOOOO:::
Kiley Airell: ((I'm going to kill my computer!! Keeps locking up on me))
LtDougMcKnight: Hate when that happens, sir. Anyway, nothing too much. 4 marines scattered throughout main engineering, a pair guarding the sensitive areas...bridge, main computer core, that sort of thing.
LtDougMcKnight: A handful more in the main office, and Billy Bob's your uncle.
Lt TKirr: ::enters Lab, looking around for Ellis::
MajorAZinthys: ::Blinks and just looks at him after the last comment::
LtDougMcKnight: Sir.
Lt jg D Ellis: ::is at asleep near the fragment set up::
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > Lieute ... :::ACHOOO::::
Lt jg D Ellis: ::jumps:: Doug did iy!
Lt jg D Ellis: it
Lt TKirr: ::looks back at T'Nal:: Did you need something?
MCptAdamDrake: ::taps a few more panels and realignings the dilithium matrix for the fourth time::
LtJGAxelrod: ::Crawls to a panel and opens it. Begins working on the plasma inducers.::
: +Axe
MajorAZinthys: ::Shakes his head::
MCptAdamDrake: +Axe+ Drake to Axelrod.
MajorAZinthys: ::signs off on the PADD::
LtJGAxelrod: +Drake+ This is Axe.
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > Ummmm well ::looks around:: I ... I had to get these samples over he ... hee .... :::ACHOO:::
MCptAdamDrake: +Axe+ What's your status, Lieutenant?
Lt TKirr: ::is getting used to startling Ellis, and pays her no heed for the moment::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::pacing on the bridge::
LtJGAxelrod: +Drake+ I'm working on the plasma inducers as we speak.
Lt jg D Ellis
: ::blinks to clear her eyes.. sees two valcans.. rubs her eyes again and thinks... Did we stop at Vulcan?::
Lt TKirr: ::flinches back from T'Nal, then carefully reaches out and takes the samples, before they're... broken::
MCptAdamDrake: +Axe+ Keep me appraised.
MajorAZinthys: ::Hands it back to Doug:: Looks good to me.
Lt TKirr: Thank you, T'Nal. That will be all.
LtDougMcKnight: Thank you kindly, sir. I've got this shift, so if you wanted to see what this base has to offer, I hear they have the best beer in the sector.
Lt TKirr: ::cocks a brow:: Perhaps you should visit Sickbay.
MajorAZinthys: I'll think about that.
LtJGAxelrod: +Drake+ Will do sir.
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > I ... I ... :::ACHOO:::
LtDougMcKnight: ::Grins:: Sure, there's nothing else in this sector, but it sounds promising.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Nods one last time and makes his way back to security::
Lt jg D Ellis: TNal.. If the sneezing is wrose I have something in my quarters to help from when I was.. Um, you know.. That way....
Kiley Airell has left the room.
Lt TKirr: ::looks back at Ellis, for the first time, curiously.
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > Dakh yu ... ::wipes nose::
MCptAdamDrake: ::watches McKnight leave, thinking:: That's one...
Lt jg D Ellis: for now keep drinking the tea
MajorAZinthys: ::looks around the organized chaos that is ME::
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::nodnodnodditynod:: I am. ... mebbe sob more?
MajorAZinthys: ::Sees it all running fairly smoothly, all things considered::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::stops and notices that the bridge is quiet and empty, sits in his seat and enjoys the quiet::
Lt jg D Ellis: ::sees TKirr looking at her:: She had a Bajoran grandparent.. ::says it as if TKirr sould know what she means.. turns back to TNal:: Sure.. The tea won't hurt the baby..
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > Dakh yu Lieutenant ...
Lt jg D Ellis: ::figures if she keeps TNal talking TKirr can't yell at her for sleeping::
MCptAdamDrake: ::climbs up a ladder and looks at the weapons array:: Perfect. Impulse is back online. We lost a good majority of stability with the deflection dish. We should probably reset the science sensors.
Lt jg D Ellis: No biggie.. ::smiles::
MCptAdamDrake: +T'Kirr+ Drake to T'Kirr.
Lt TKirr: ::sets the samples down:: +Drake+ This is T'Kirr.
LtJGAxelrod: Hmm. ::Works on the last one.::
Lt jg D Ellis
: ::walks closer to TNal:: You talked to the doctor yet?
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::nod:: Well the's always Hakkie to talk to. Bud nod de CMO ...
MCptAdamDrake: +T'Kirr+ I'm going to reset the science sensors. I'm going to have to take them offline.
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::looks down at stomach:: ::qw:: Ab I showig?
Lt TKirr: +Drake+ Understood. I will monitor from here.
Lt jg D Ellis: Not yet.. The jacket helps
MajorAZinthys: ::walks over to a panel and punches in some codes::
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::nodnod:: Gud, I'b glad tu hear dat.
Lt TKirr: ::glares sideways at Ellis' apparent idle chatter and moves to the main console, bringing up the main interface::
MCptAdamDrake: Johnson! Larson! Disengage the power relays from the science sensors! ::Watches the science go completely offline::
Kiley Airell has entered the room.
Lt jg D Ellis: ::notes TKirr's glare and then hears her recordings stop since she was running them aganist other echo sound waves:: Hey!
Lt jg D Ellis: What the hell!
MCptAdamDrake: Realign the power relays.
MCptAdamDrake: Power up the back-up relays.
MCptAdamDrake: The inducers, reset their parameters.
VAdm Blackthorne: ::thinks there's something wrong sounding without the ship at full power::
Lt TKirr: You heard Mr. Drake. He must reset the system.
Lt jg D Ellis: ::goes over to here she was sleeping:: I swear if I lost anything that little..
LtDougMcKnight: ::Walks back into security, having visited all the areas under guard and made it clear all units are to report in every 15 minutes, and looks in on the lounge::
MajorAZinthys: ::Checks on the status of the repairs::
Lt jg D Ellis: ::starts muttering under her breath::
Kiley Airell: ::lays head down on desk for a quick 10 minute nap::
Lt TKirr: I've paused and saved your work. There will be no problems.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Frowns briefly at the 8 marines drinking, watching vids, and playing poker:: That had better be lite beer, Sergeant.
Lt TKirr: ::taps away, watching her screens:: When you're done with T'Nal, I need a report on everything you have gathered so far about the fragment. Have you learned anything more about the language transmission?
LtDougMcKnight: Marine> Er..uh...yes sir.
Lt jg D Ellis: ::looks at her oddly:: Thanks... ::i think::
LtDougMcKnight: ::Smiles:: Just don't get sloppy. Get beaten up by costume jewelry twice, shame on us.
MCptAdamDrake: Reactiva the sensors.
MajorAZinthys: <<Lite beer? Ewww>>
MCptAdamDrake: ::Watches the entire sensor net come up::
Lt jg D Ellis: I've be able to find the points in which things when to hell..
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > Laguage? Hmmmmmmmm ...
LtDougMcKnight: Marine> Sir!
Lt TKirr: ::cocks a brow and looks at her::
LtDougMcKnight: ::Nods and leaves the room:: So, they know the "Say sir a lot" rule. Best way I ever found to get rid of an officer.
Lt jg D Ellis: There's three changes in the octives of the scee sound..
LtJGAxelrod: That shoul do it. +Drake+ Axelrod to Drake.
: +Axe+ Go ahead.
Kiley Airell: ::starts dreaming about a strange man in a dark area::
LtJGAxelrod: +Drake+ I'm done here. You shouldn't have anymore problems wih the Warp Core. ::Begins putting the tools back.::
Lt TKirr
: What kind of changes?
MajorAZinthys: ::Sees that they're going well::
MajorAZinthys: ::Shrugs and heads for the TL::
MCptAdamDrake: +Axe+ Understood, Lieutenant.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Goes back to his office, and replicates himself a beer and a burrito, the cornerstone of any health-conscious diet::
MCptAdamDrake: Potter! Power up the start-up systems for the warp core.
MCptAdamDrake: Potter> ::does as requested::
MajorAZinthys: ::steps in:: Deck 1.
Lt jg D Ellis: The first I would say showed annoyance, the second I'm not sure but there's a loop from the second to to the thrid that clearly shows they got pissed off major
Kiley Airell: ::the man pulls out a phaser and aims it right at Kiley::
MCptAdamDrake: ::realizes that he's now security-free::
Lt TKirr: Territorial warnings, perhaps?
Lt TKirr: <<Lol, uh oh, Drake's been let out. Shut the gate!>>
Kiley Airell: ::walks up, startled::
Lt jg D Ellis: Could be..
Lt TKirr: ...Or?
LtDougMcKnight: ::4 marines come filing into engineering, and take up positions from which to monitor the facility::
MajorAZinthys: <<LOL!!>>
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::now understands the meaning of the phrase "fish out of water" and heads back to SB::
MCptAdamDrake: ::watches the four marines walk in:: Are you kidding me?
Lt jg D Ellis: They could have just been really pissed that I hit them with a torpedo
Lt TKirr: ::watches trIdrys leave::
MCptAdamDrake: Hey! ::walks up to the nearest one:: Can I help you gentlemen?
Kiley Airell has left the room.
Lt TKirr: Yes... the torpedo...
MajorAZinthys: Marine #1> No.
Lt jg D Ellis: ( ::laughs:: This is nothing Drake.. He has marines in the stalls of the bathrooms on Gamma)
LtDougMcKnight: Marine 2> Sir, we have orders.
MCptAdamDrake: Then what are you doing in Engineering?
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::enters SB:: Hey Hakkie ... so how's idvetory goin'? ::smirks::
MajorAZinthys: M1> We're making sure it stays intact.
MCptAdamDrake: In the middle of a Starbase? Are you afraid we're going to be invaded?
ElRiov trIdrys: :::rolls eyes::: Thrillsville as usual. I could've used the help and company ... ::sighs::
MajorAZinthys: M1> ::Looks around for the best spots to post guards::
LtDougMcKnight: Marine 2> No, but then with all due respect, we weren;t very worried about being blown to hell by costume jewelry, sir.
Lt TKirr: ::nods:: Include your suggestions in the report. I must have all information we have shortly for the Admiral.
LtJGAxelrod: ::Makes his way back to Engineering.::
Lt TKirr
: ::looks annoyingly at the console displaying the cut relays::
LtDougMcKnight: Marine 2> ::Silently points out opposite positions on the upper level, overlooking the dilithium chamber::
MCptAdamDrake: I think that I can handle engineering. Now, if you'd please... ::motions towards the door::
ElRiov trIdrys: ::q:: That trip to Science was a bit long you know.
Lt jg D Ellis: Already half done..
Lt TKirr: I will gather what little I have been able to come up with as well.
Lt jg D Ellis: (we have power back yet?)
MajorAZinthys: M1> We will.
Lt TKirr: <<Don't think so, lol>>
MCptAdamDrake: {{Yes.}}
MajorAZinthys: ::Nods and sends the others to positions::
Lt TKirr: <<Bah, thanks for the msg =P>>
MajorAZinthys: M1>*
Lt jg D Ellis: (lol)
MajorAZinthys: M1> When we're done with our shifts.
MCptAdamDrake: +Zinthys+ Drake to Zinthys.
Lt TKirr: ::does a double-take as the relay reading pops on::
MajorAZinthys: +Drake+ Zinthys here. Go ahead.
MajorAZinthys: ::Walks onto the bridge::
LtDougMcKnight: Marine 2> Well, back to the salt mines, eh sir?
Lt TKirr: ::starts initiating the standard standby programs::
MCptAdamDrake: +Zinthys+ With all do respect, Major, I don't see how four marines in Engineering is necessary. We're in the middle of a starbase.
Lt jg D Ellis: ::picks up a padd and starts to finsh her report.. saying about the same thing but living out the word pissed::
MajorAZinthys: M1> Looks that way. For a few hours, anyways.
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > Hakkie ... I don'd bean to soud offensive, bud I deeded to talk to adother woban.
MajorAZinthys: +Drake+ I have deemed it neccessary. Is there anything else?
LtDougMcKnight: Marine 2> ::Nudges #1, and points to the doorway where the isolation door would come down between the dilithium chamber and the control area::
ElRiov trIdrys: ::ponders, then brightens:: Ah, I see ... you needed to talk to Lieutenant T'Kirr. Well ... eminently logical as they say. ::smiles::
MCptAdamDrake: +Zinthys+ It's interfering with my team's operation.
MajorAZinthys: M1> That looks like a good spot. Go ahead.
MajorAZinthys: +Drake+ Work around them.
MCptAdamDrake: +Zinthys+ It's not that easy.
LtDougMcKnight: Marine 2> We promise not to break anything, sir.
LtDougMcKnight: Marine 2>:: moves off to his position::
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::shakes head vigorously:: Do, do, do ... dot her ... Lieutedat Ellis.
MCptAdamDrake: ::looks at #2, half amused::
LtDougMcKnight: Computer, load vid program, directory McKNight, subdirectory baseball. Gimme the last Pioneers vs. Sentinels game.
LtDougMcKnight: (BRB)
Lt jg D Ellis: ::looks over as her reseach comes back on:: Good.. it's all here.. Good thing for Drake..
MajorAZinthys: +Drake+ Why not?
LtJGAxelrod: ::Re-Enters Engineering.::
: +Zinthys+ They're a nuisance and completely unneccessary. There are entirely too many people in here to begin with.
ElRiov trIdrys: Oh but of course. And you know you will have to get examined now that you're expecting.
Lt TKirr: ::amused, pulls a blank PADD and begins her own downloads::
ElRiov trIdrys: I only want the best for you love.
MajorAZinthys: +Drake+ That's not a reason why you cannot work around them.
MCptAdamDrake: +Zinthys+ They're in the way. ::Through almost gritted teeth::
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::grins:: I know yu do, Hakkie. ::ACHOO:: Ya know I'b gonna get some bore tea ...
ElRiov trIdrys: ::nods:: Do that ...
VAdm Blackthorne: ::smirking at Zinthys's conversation::
MajorAZinthys: +Drake+ They have orders to be as unobtrusive as possible. If you'd like, I'll come down there and supervise them myself.
MCptAdamDrake: +Zinthys+ No, sir, that won't be necessary. Drake out.
Kiley Airell has entered the room.
MCptAdamDrake: Axe!
MajorAZinthys: M1> ::takes up a spot for himself at the entrance to ME::
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::makes way over to replicator and orders tea ... sips at it::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::lets out a chuckle after the conversation ends::
LtJGAxelrod: ::Puts the toolkit back. Looks up.:: Yes?
: Hmph. Guess he doesn't like my company.
Lt jg D Ellis: ::hands TKirr a padd::
MajorAZinthys: ::Sits in the middle left seat::
Kiley Airell: ((sorry All . . . my computer is giving me tons of trouble . . . I'm going to head out))
Lt TKirr: Thank you, Lieutenant.
VAdm Blackthorne: Or that of your Marines.
MCptAdamDrake: ::calls Axe over:: Come here.
MajorAZinthys: he's cooking something up.
VAdm Blackthorne: (( G'night, Kiley ))
Lt jg D Ellis: boss
ElRiov trIdrys: (( later Kiley and happy holidays ))
Lt jg D Ellis: Sure thing boss..
Kiley Airell: ((Happy Holiday's Everyone))
MajorAZinthys: He'll do something stupid, then I'll have to go down there, anyways.
Kiley Airell has left the room.
Lt jg D Ellis: ( ::blinks:: it ate my reply the first time.. lol)
LtJGAxelrod: ::Walks over to Drake.::
Lt TKirr
: ::has a thought, and hesitates to speak, while finishing her own PADD:: I didn't mean for you to finish with T'Nal so quickly. If you were not finished, I apologize for the inferrment.
MajorAZinthys: In my purely professional opinion, of course.
LtDougMcKnight: (Back)
VAdm Blackthorne: Of course, Major.
MCptAdamDrake: ::whispers:: Would you disengage all the power relays to the phaser emitters, arrays, charging units, and then disengage the photon torpedo launching mechanisms. ::smiles::
LtDougMcKnight: ::Sits in his office, continuing to enjoy the game with lunch, and oblivious of the fun he's missing out on at Drake's expense::
MCptAdamDrake: Larson! Potter! I need a level ten diagnostic on all tactical systems. Take them offline if you have to!
Lt TKirr: ::stacks the two PADDs in a hand and moves away from the now fully-functional console and gives Ellis her attention, preparing to head to the bridge.
Lt jg D Ellis: ::shurgs:: No biggie
LtJGAxelrod: ::Perks an eyebrow and looks confused.:: If you don't mind me asking sir, WHY?!?
: ::whispers:: 'Cause I said so, Lieutenant. Secondly, because I deem it necessary.
MCptAdamDrake: Larson and Potter> ::do as they were told, taking down the entire tactical net::
ElRiov trIdrys: :::finishes inventory and sits down next to T'Nal::: You seem a lot better than when you left here.
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > Do I?
LtJGAxelrod: Alright. ::Walks over to a console and begins disengaging the phasers.::
ElRiov trIdrys: ::nodnod:: Yep ... you were one bundle of nerves, not to mention a sneeze a minute. ::grins and puts an arm around her shoulders::
Lt TKirr: ::blinks, then nods:: Very good. I'm sure you have many projects that need attention. You're doing efficient work. ::has a mental picture of her sleeping, but dismisses it:: There has been little to find yet,
Lt TKirr: but we must not give up, as information is crucial to understand our enemy.
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::smiles and leans against him::
Lt TKirr: I will be on the Bridge.
VAdm Blackthorne: +Drake+ Blackthorne to Engineering.
Lt jg D Ellis: ::nods:: Yes Ma'am.. Oh and about before.. Late night with my son.. won't happen again..
MCptAdamDrake: +Blackthorne+ Go ahead, sir.
VAdm Blackthorne: +Drake+ How are the repairs coming?
Lt jg D Ellis: ::or atleast plans on not getting caught again::
ElRiov trIdrys: :::sips at juice:::
Lt TKirr: <<LOL>>
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > You know, Hakkie, I wouldn't bind if you even snapped by bra ...
MCptAdamDrake: +Blackthorne+ They are coming along just nicely sir. We are running high diagnostics on all systems. The Warp Drive is on level five. Tactical on level ten. And we have science newly upgraded and set.
ElRiov trIdrys: ::::spits juice out:::
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > :::covers mouth and giggles:::
VAdm Blackthorne: +Drake+ When can we leave?
Lt TKirr: ::squints at a thought, having not known she had a son, let alone on board, and wonders why she neglected to read it in her profile:: Perhaps I could meet your son, sometime.
ElRiov trIdrys: :::wipes juice from uniform::: You ............ :::sighs:::
MajorAZinthys: ::Looks confused::
MajorAZinthys: ::walks back up to his console::
MCptAdamDrake: +Blackthorne+ Give us about seven hours, sir.
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > Set ya up good didn't I?
LtJGAxelrod: ::Disengages the Torpedo Mechanisms.::
VAdm Blackthorne
: +Drake+ Have all of the hull breaches and external damage been repaired?
MajorAZinthys: ::Checks it, and sees that a level 10 diagnostic is indeed being run::
Lt jg D Ellis: ::looks surprised:: Sure.. ::laughs:: Though he's only an infant.. Not much chance for an intersting conversation
MCptAdamDrake: +Blackthorne+ All but the exception of the largest one that takes up most of deck twenty-four. It should be completely sealed and completed in repairs within two hours.
ElRiov trIdrys: ::sits blinking for a moment ... turns and quickly spills juice over her head ... grins:::
Lt TKirr: ::gives Ellis a last look of acknowledgement and heads out to the lift, riding up to the Bridge::
VAdm Blackthorne: +Drake+ Thank you. Blackthorne out.
Lt TKirr: ::enters the Bridge::
ElRiov trIdrys: You were saying, my dear ... ?? ::smirks::
MajorAZinthys: +Drake+ Zinthys to Drake.
MCptAdamDrake: ::nods and smiles:: +Zinthys+ Go ahead, Major.
MajorAZinthys: +Drake+ Why are you running a level 10 diagnostic? That wasn't planned? What's wrong?
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::laughs:: Okay, okay. Payback. ::stands and walks over to get a new uniform::
Lt jg D Ellis: (ok.. only on country radio will you hear a song called "All I want for christman is a tan" ::laughs:: )
Lt TKirr: ::spots Blackthorne in his Chair of Boredom and walks over, holding the two PADDs at arm's length::
LtJGAxelrod: ::Turns to Drake and nods to inform him that he is finished.::
Lt TKirr
: <<omg lol>>
VAdm Blackthorne: Oh, Lieutenant.
VAdm Blackthorne: ::takes the PADDs::
MCptAdamDrake: +Zinthys+ We didn't do much with the weapons systems when we arrived, and still haven't. I think that we should look at it just as much as I can. Don't want them going out on us in the middle of battle.
Lt TKirr: Much of the information, you probably already know. However, Lieutenant JG Ellis has experimented with the fragment sample, and found.. unusual properties.
VAdm Blackthorne: Oh?
MCptAdamDrake: ::looks at the diagnostic reports as they pour out::
MajorAZinthys: +Drake+ Very well. How much longer is it going to be?
Lt jg D Ellis: ::looks up at the fragment and wonders if they can use it to make ship class rings or something later::
Lt TKirr: When a blast sufficient enough to shatter it is applied, it responds what we would think is normal...
MCptAdamDrake: +Zinthys+ Judging by the amount of defragmentation to be taken care of, about four hours if we work fast.
Lt TKirr: ...until the parts converge back together.
Lt TKirr: How long it takes changes with the variables.
LtDougMcKnight: Marines 3 and 4>::Look down over the rails from stationary positions at the engineers scurrying about the dilithium reactor::
MajorAZinthys: +Drake+ Acknowledged. Zinthys out.
Lt TKirr: A very... strange... phenomenon.
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::comes back wearing fresh uniform:: Ya know you could've watched be change. ::winks::
MCptAdamDrake: ::grins and continues working::
VAdm Blackthorne: So the ship we fought is likely completely reformed.
Lt TKirr: ::lowers her eyes:: That is very probable.
Lt jg D Ellis: ::wonders of taking a break after just getting caught sleeping is a good idea::
Lt jg D Ellis: ::shakes her head:: I picked up to many of McKinght's bad habits..
VAdm Blackthorne: Then they can use that 'suicide' attack without fear and with devastating effect.
Lt TKirr: ::thinks about the magnitude of an invincible ship::
ElRiov trIdrys: Perhaps we can go to the lounge some time soon. ::looks around:: Inventory ... I hate it.
Lt TKirr: Unless the shattered pieces were somehow destroyed before they reform.
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > Well you're done wid it aren't ya?
VAdm Blackthorne: Lieutenant, it is imperative that we discover a way to communicate with these beings.
Lt TKirr: Ellis has studied the language, and informs me reasons to think it as hostile, which isn't surprising. We know little more than that.
ElRiov trIdrys: ::nodnod:: I just ... hate doing it is all. And someone has to mind sickbay for a while and I think it's my shift.
Lt TKirr: She is currently working on it, along with learning more of the fragment.
Lt TKirr: <<Doing all my work, I might add =P>>
VAdm Blackthorne: Zinthys, alternatively, I need a way to obliterate these fragments.
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > Aw shoot. ::sits next to him::
MCptAdamDrake: ::shuffles through some paperwork:: Hey Axe?
Lt jg D Ellis: (lol.. what are lackys for? we do the work you take the credit)
MajorAZinthys: I'm trying, believe me.
LtJGAxelrod: Yeah?
VAdm Blackthorne
VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
Lt jg D Ellis: pasued
ElRiov trIdrys: :::desuaP:::
Lt TKirr: ::pauses::
LtJGAxelrod: ::paused:
ElRiov trIdrys: :::desuaP:::
MajorAZinthys: ::Blows into whistle:: Attention!
MCptAdamDrake: ::@@::
Lt jg D Ellis: ::AA::
Lt TKirr: ::AA::
ElRiov trIdrys: ::AA::
LtJGAxelrod: ::ΔΕ::
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::AA::
LtDougMcKnight: ::AA::
VAdm Blackthorne: Captain Drake, front and center.
MCptAdamDrake: ::takes a step forward:: Yes, Admiral?
VAdm Blackthorne: ::gives him a stern look::
MCptAdamDrake: ::perks an eyebrow::
VAdm Blackthorne: Captain, you have been on my ship for a long time, attended well, and written numerous logs. What a disgrace.
Lt TKirr: ::nods, agreeing::
VAdm Blackthorne: And you call yourself a Marine!
MCptAdamDrake: ::breathes heavily::
MCptAdamDrake: I'm - I'm - I'm sorry...
VAdm Blackthorne: ::refrains from the urge to go all R. Lee Ermey on him::
LtJGAxelrod: ((Do it))
: ::Hopes he's not referring to the "Saving Silverman" performance::
VAdm Blackthorne: How tall are you, Captain?
MCptAdamDrake: 5' 11, sir.
Lt TKirr: <<Omg lol>>
LtDougMcKnight: (lmao)
LtJGAxelrod: ((YES!!!!!))
Lt jg D Ellis
: (ROFL)
ElRiov trIdrys: (( ROFLMDAO ))
MCptAdamDrake: ::grins and adds a point to the Admiral's insult boarD::
MCptAdamDrake: Yes, sir!
Lt TKirr: ::flinches at his volume::
MCptAdamDrake: YES SIR!
MCptAdamDrake: ::drops down and starts punching 'em out::
MCptAdamDrake: ::none of that bullshit stuff, triangle push-up::
Lt TKirr: ::looks away::
MCptAdamDrake: ::passes fifteen::
MCptAdamDrake: NO SIR! ::passes twenty-five::
Lt jg D Ellis: :;wonders if it would be rude to put a 50 pound weight on his back::
MCptAdamDrake: YES SIR! ::starts over::
MCptAdamDrake: ::passes fifteen - again::
Lt TKirr: ::wonders how he has the stamina, then thinks better of it::
MCptAdamDrake: ::twenty-five::
Lt jg D Ellis: :;wonders if she could mess up his counting if she started back at two::
MCptAdamDrake: ::starts to grunt as he passes forty::
MCptAdamDrake: ::forty-five::
MCptAdamDrake: ::forty-nine::
MCptAdamDrake: ::fifty::
ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::wonders if she should SNEEZE::
MCptAdamDrake: ::leaps back to his feet::
Lt TKirr: ::is proud of Drake::
ElRiov trIdrys: ::looks at T'Nal, shrugs::
Lt jg D Ellis: ::wonders of he knows he has chewed bubble gum on his hand::
VAdm Blackthorne: MAJOR! GET THE BOX!
MajorAZinthys: ::Fishes around in the kitchen sink::
Lt TKirr: ::has a nasty mental image of what Blackthorne just said::
MajorAZinthys: ::pulls out a sponge::
MajorAZinthys: ::tosses it over his shoulder::
Lt TKirr: ::grabs up the sponge::
ElRiov trIdrys: ::hopes it's the box that comes with the Gom Jabbar::
MajorAZinthys: ::Reaches down into the pipe and pulls out "THE BOX" (R)::
LtDougMcKnight has left the room.
Lt jg D Ellis: ::has a flash back of an old cma show and something someone said that was pretty damn close to what Blackthron said::
LtDougMcKnight has entered the room.
MajorAZinthys: ::Walks over the Blackthorne and hands it to him::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::takes out a pair of shiny silver bars::
MCptAdamDrake: ::nods:: SIR, YES SIR!
VAdm Blackthorne: For once, I agree with you. By the power vested in me by some damned fool, I hereby promote you to the rank of Lieutenant Major on the USS Atlantis.
VAdm Blackthorne: May Bob have mercy on your soul. ::pips him, drawing blood::
MajorAZinthys: ::Claps::
LtJGAxelrod: ::Pulls out a Picolo and begins playing.::
: ::grins:: Thank you, sir! Ouch! ::rubs new wound::
ElRiov trIdrys: ::clapclapclappityclap::
Lt TKirr: ::claps excitedly::
Lt jg D Ellis: ::wonders if anyone will every tell Gem that he keeps calling her a damned fool.. oh and claps::
MCptAdamDrake: WHAT PAIN, SIR?!
VAdm Blackthorne: That's better.
VAdm Blackthorne: Fall in!
MCptAdamDrake: ::falls in::
VAdm Blackthorne: So, how does everyone look for making it next week?
Lt TKirr: Fine.
ElRiov trIdrys: ::nodnod:: Sounds great here.
LtDougMcKnight: Pretty good, I should think.
MajorAZinthys: lookin' good
Lt jg D Ellis: I'll be here!
LtJGAxelrod: Should be able to make it
: Looks good too.
VAdm Blackthorne: Excellent! Then we'll sim next week as usual!
LtDougMcKnight: But if Il Duce here thinks I'm sucking up with any more gusto, he has another thing coming. :-)
Lt jg D Ellis: By next week I'll be on sim withdraw and will need to sim since some stupid person put Christmas and New Years on a Thrusday
MajorAZinthys: ::laughs::
MajorAZinthys: And Thanksgiving.
MCptAdamDrake: ::starts feeling Banshee withdrawals:: We need a support group.
VAdm Blackthorne: OK then, see y'all next week. Major?
MajorAZinthys: ::Blows into whistle:: Dismissed!!
LtDougMcKnight has left the room.
ElRiov trIdrys: ::also feeling Banshee withdrawals:: I know the feeling ...
Lt TKirr: ::walks with the sponge to Drake and pats it over his forehead::