AIM Chat with Kiley Airell, WillFMarlowe, ensnicoleweis, EnsAaron Markus, MajorAZinthys, JackLeirone, LMajAdamDrake, elriovtridrys.

7:28 PM

ElRiov trIdrys: Evening Admiral

EnsAaron Markus: Admiral on deck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

LMajAdamDrake: I'll be right back.

Kiley Airell: Evening Admiral

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VAdm Blackthorne: Hey, everyone

Ens Nicole Weis: ::waves::

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7:30 PM

LtDougMcKnight: (Anyone here ever read a book called "The Sterkarm Handshake"?)

Kiley Airell: Nope, ever heard of it

Kiley Airell: err ever=never

LtDougMcKnight: Ah. I got it for Christmas from my brother's family. Interesting read in its own was, which is surprising given that just about every character in it so far is completely pathetic and/or obnoxious.

EnsAaron Markus: ::laughs::

LtDougMcKnight: I'm planning to bitch about it on once I've read it.

Ens Nicole Weis: sounds interesting...not

LtDougMcKnight: I just hope the author was considerate, and kept the characters annoying throughout.

EnsAaron Markus: Sounds about like in here....

VAdm Blackthorne: I plan to go register my outrage on the internet immediately.

Jack Leirone: GAH. I hate being sick. Especially when I have a gig in four days.

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LtDougMcKnight: Heya, T'Kirr.

EnsAaron Markus: TKirr...::nods::

ElRiov trIdrys: Right now I'm reading Cheryl Benard's Veiled Courage: Inside the Afghan Women's Resistance. Very interesting book and I recommend it to everyone.

LtDougMcKnight: Speaking of outrage, I couldn't believe the new SA rom pit review.

ElRiov trIdrys: Evening T'Kirr LTNS

Ens Nicole Weis: you'll be better then jack, i know it

VAdm Blackthorne: Welcome back, T'Kirr! Congrats!

Kiley Airell: Hey T'Kirr

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Lt TKirr: Hm...

Lt TKirr: There

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Kiley Airell: Hi TKirr

Lt TKirr: My Enter wasn't working =/

Ens Nicole Weis: ohh, btw guys, i have some bit of lag tonight, so be for warned

ElRiov trIdrys: Mind the revolving door!

MajorAZinthys: Again?

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ElRiov trIdrys: WB

LtDougMcKnight: Hey Drake

Lt TKirr: It's good to be back =) Talk about hectic

LMajAdamDrake: T'Kirr! ::waves::

EnsAaron Markus: We need to get an engineering team on that thing right away.

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LMajAdamDrake: Heya Doug!

7:35 PM

ElRiov trIdrys: oh brother looks like T'Nal and I will have a lot on our hands come tonight.

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LtDougMcKnight: WB, Weis.

Jack Leirone: How did she leave again without coming back?

LMajAdamDrake: Evening Ketchum!

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LMajAdamDrake: Flaw in AIM.

ElRiov trIdrys: GMTA Jack

EnsAaron Markus: Dakota!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ElRiov trIdrys: Evening Dakota

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::sneaks in::

CptKetchum: Evening Major

LMajAdamDrake: Evening Dak!

Jack Leirone: GMTA?

LMajAdamDrake: Great Minds Think Alike

ElRiov trIdrys: yup

VAdm Blackthorne: Well, nice turnout tonight! Let's get started.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Sorry.. I was lost in the showtime message boards.. lol

MajorAZinthys: ::Blows into whistle::

MajorAZinthys: Attention!!

EnsAaron Markus: ::AA::

Lt TKirr: ::AA::

ElRiov trIdrys: ::AA::

WillFMarlowe: ::AA::

Kiley Airell: ::AA::

Jack Leirone: ::AA::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::AA::

LtDougMcKnight: ::AA::

LMajAdamDrake: ::@@::

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VAdm Blackthorne: Alright, the major battle with the crystalline limpets that had attached themselves to our hull is over. Discovery and Atlantis took some damage, but certainly not on the scale of our last encounter.

VAdm Blackthorne: Unfortunately, our attempt at diplomacy hit a language barrier again before the hostilities started.

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LMajAdamDrake: {{Welcome back, Weis.}}

ElRiov trIdrys: ( WB )

weissangelserene: ((thank you adam))

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VAdm Blackthorne: So, while we conduct a few repairs, hopefully some new trace of the anomaly will be found to allow us to continue our search.

VAdm Blackthorne: Questions?

ElRiov trIdrys: ?

LtDougMcKnight: Don't forget about the dead men walking.

VAdm Blackthorne: Oh yes!

WillFMarlowe: Technically, he's not really a man anymore.

7:40 PM

VAdm Blackthorne: Forgive me, I'm rather sleepy.

ElRiov trIdrys: What the heck has happened to Medical? we were in a mess last time

LtDougMcKnight: The poor bastards were on an HMO.

Kiley Airell: LOL

ElRiov trIdrys: LOL

EnsAaron Markus: ::laughs::

VAdm Blackthorne: We also have a bit of a problem in sickbay, with people that worked on the repairs from the last battle dying and then turning into crystals. Marlowe, care to enlighten us further?

Lt TKirr: =P

Jack Leirone: Is a doctor actually going to help me tonight?

weissangelserene: yes, we are

Jack Leirone: Last time I had to pull my half-alive body onto a biobed myself.

Kiley Airell: Just look what happened to my sickbay

VAdm Blackthorne: Want some cheese with your whine?

ElRiov trIdrys: :::smacks Jack::: Quiet schmuck.

LMajAdamDrake: ::laughs::

EnsAaron Markus: ::laughs::

VAdm Blackthorne: So, Doc Marlowe, tell us about the zombie crystals.

Jack Leirone: ::gives Idrys a look::

WillFMarlowe: Exposure to material contaminated by the wreckage of the kamikaze ships seems to have resulted in bizarre mutations, symptoms of which include blue mottled skin, circulatory dysfunction, nusea, and the loss of the ability to live.

WillFMarlowe: Nausea, even.

ElRiov trIdrys: Nusea. I like.

WillFMarlowe: It's like nausea, only with more puke.

LtDougMcKnight: Oh yeah, you can never have enough of that.

weissangelserene: great

ElRiov trIdrys: Right and the patient has a tendency to say Oy veh

VAdm Blackthorne: Yeah, so there's that little problem.

LMajAdamDrake: It's miniscule, though, hardly worth mentioning - dying and all...

Jack Leirone: ::lives in a Jewish household::

VAdm Blackthorne: Alright, any questions?

VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM

VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM


Jack Leirone: ::is on the Atlantis::

LtDougMcKnight: +Marlowe+ Hey doc, got a sec?

WillFMarlowe: +McKnight+ Go ahead.

7:45 PM

weissangelserene: ::moves over to Jack:: sir, are you okay?

EnsAaron Markus: ::sitting at helm/ops, trying to get the fight out of his head::

Jack Leirone: ::is barely able to communicate:: Do I look okay?

weissangelserene: okay, no, but you don't have to be mean bout it ::helps him to a biobed::

LtDougMcKnight: +marlowe+ I have some fresh marines headed your way, decked out with the works. HAZMAT suits and such. I was just wondering if you'd found out enough about...whatever this is to give the men I already have guarding a sickbay a

LMajAdamDrake: ::lying on the biodbed, shivering like all get out::

LtDougMcKnight: clean bill of health before they're relieved.

VAdm Blackthorne: ::on the bridge:: I'd like a full damage report.

Jack Leirone: ::is already on the biobed::

Lt TKirr: <<Doh, phone>>

ElRiov trIdrys: :::moves over to Drake::: Hang in there. :::looks over at monitor:::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::on the bridge standing at the Sci station::

ElRiov trIdrys: ::::throws blanket over Drake:::

LMajAdamDrake: I'm hangin', I'm hangin'...

weissangelserene: ::wraps a blanket around him::

Jack Leirone: ::nods a "thankyou"::

Kiley Airell: ::On the Bridge::

WillFMarlowe: +McKnight+ I want to scan them once more, just to make sure whatever this is isn't infectious.

WillFMarlowe: +McKnight+ I'll contact you when that's done. Anything else?

EnsAaron Markus: ::logs into station and checks for damage to helm control::

LtDougMcKnight: +Marlowe+ Scan 'em, probe 'em, dissect 'em. I just don't want them trying to eat my brains.

WillFMarlowe: Alvarez> SCREE ::smashes through another chunk of bulkhead in Lab One::

EnsAaron Markus: Minor damage to helm sir. Nothing I can't handle.

weissangelserene: would you like some water?

WillFMarlowe: +McKnight+ Acknowledged. Sickbay out.

Jack Leirone: ::nods::

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Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Seneors are going to need some work, Sir, but there's nothing there that can't wait until the major stuff is done

weissangelserene: ::gets a glass of water and helps him drink it::

EnsAaron Markus: ::works on minor damage by rerouting past a few eps junctions.

WillFMarlowe: Nelson, scan the Marines on duty. If they're clean, they're to be relieved shortly.

EnsAaron Markus: ::

WillFMarlowe: Nelson> Aye, sir.

Jack Leirone: ::nods another "thank you"::

MajorAZinthys: ::Standing at Tactical::

ElRiov trIdrys: How are you feeling aside from cold?

WillFMarlowe: ::to Idrys and Weis:: I'll see both of you in my office as soon as you finish with those patients.

VAdm Blackthorne: Any reports of casualties from sickbay?

ElRiov trIdrys: Right Sir.

weissangelserene: yes sir

MajorAZinthys: No, no reports. Not on that.

ElRiov trIdrys: Anything I can get for you?

weissangelserene: ::to jack:: your going to be fine, i'll be right back though

weissangelserene: ::goes into Marlowe's office

LMajAdamDrake: Nauscious. ::grins:: I think I've tasted...d...d...d...d what I've had to eat last at least four times already.

WillFMarlowe: ::turns and walks into the CMO's office, still wearing the biohazard suit he put on in the lab::

weissangelserene: ::

MajorAZinthys: What I'm getting is people... coming down with some sort of disease.

VAdm Blackthorne: Call down there.

7:50 PM

EnsAaron Markus: ::sends a message to engineering to let them know what changes he's making to helm systems::

MajorAZinthys: ::taps:: +Marlowe+ Bridge to Sickbay.

WillFMarlowe: +Zinthys+ This is Marlowe.

ElRiov trIdrys: :::goes to replicator, returns::: Well at least have some water. ::helps him drink:: I have to report to the CMO now. I'll catch you later. Just relax.

LtDougMcKnight: Marines> ::Stand on duty in sickbay, looking darned silly in their hopefully not useless biohazard masks::

MajorAZinthys: +Marlowe+ What's your status?

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::working on the seneors we need most::

ElRiov trIdrys: :::heads to Marlowe's office:::

Jack Leirone: ::strays in and out of consciousness...thinks about Kiley::

LMajAdamDrake: ::shivers on the biobed::

Kiley Airell: ::wonders just how bad sickbay really is::

EnsAaron Markus: ::finishes with Helm repairs::

WillFMarlowe: +Zinthys+ We have three dead. One, Crewman Alvarez, has undergone some sort of transformation into a humanoid, crystalline life form. I have reason to believe that the other two will shortly follow.

EnsAaron Markus: Lt. Ellis, anything I can do to help?...I'm all done here.

MajorAZinthys: +Marlowe+ Cause?

weissangelserene: ::walks into office and stands at attention::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Got it covered, Markus.

ElRiov trIdrys: ::enters Marlowe's office::

EnsAaron Markus: ::nods::

VAdm Blackthorne: Markus, get on the horn to Discovery and let them know about what's going on in our sickbay. Warn them.

WillFMarlowe: +Zinthys+ Unknown. My theory is that it is the result of exposure to contaminated materials after the kamikaze attack.

EnsAaron Markus: Aye, sir.

MajorAZinthys: +Marlowe+ I see. Keep us informed.

MajorAZinthys: 3 down, Admiral.

VAdm Blackthorne: Contamination.

EnsAaron Markus: ::gets on the horn::

MajorAZinthys: ::Notices now that he was listening in::

VAdm Blackthorne: Tell them to wear hazmat suits while doing their repairs where they were drilling into.

LtDougMcKnight: ::Orders all those marines who contained the crystalline boarding parties to report to sickbay for immediate checkups, including the marine medics who have patched up all but the worst injuries::

WillFMarlowe: ::turns and looks at the other two doctors:: So. What do we know about this?

Jack Leirone: ::starts having a dream::

EnsAaron Markus: ::turns to Admiral:: Yes, sir.

weissangelserene: only the symptons sir

EnsAaron Markus: ::turns back to station to include hazmat suits into message to Discovery::

ElRiov trIdrys: ::nods:: That, and just doing our best to keep the patients comfortable, Sir

VAdm Blackthorne: Damn. It's almost like the Borg all over again.

7:55 PM

WillFMarlowe: It's a mutation. ::begins clenching and unclenching a gloved hand:: From the tissue samples we took from Alvarez before his death, it looks to be at the cellular level. Right?

ElRiov trIdrys: ::nods::

LtDougMcKnight: Marines> ::File into sickbay, reporting as ordered for medical scans::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: well at least these things don't look like rejects from a black and decker factory

WillFMarlowe: ::reaches up to scratch his head, which is covered by the biohazard suit:: Which means their DNA has been changed somehow.

VAdm Blackthorne: I doubt those three dead officers care what they look like.

WillFMarlowe: What do either of you know about DNA resequencing?

EnsAaron Markus: ::hears the Admiral's mention of the Borg and clenches teeth.::

weissangelserene: not really sir

Jack Leirone: ::wakes up...head turns...sees Drake:: Hey Chief.

WillFMarlowe: Nelson> ::scans the Marines and finds no trace of contamination, and allows them to be relieved::

ElRiov trIdrys: Resequencing ... not very much. I haven't worked on it in the field, at least, Sir.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: No but the one turning into one might..

LMajAdamDrake: ::slightly turns:: J...J...J...J...Jack.

MajorAZinthys: ::nods::

LMajAdamDrake: {{Good Lord, it's like Titantic.}}

MajorAZinthys: I hope not.

LtDougMcKnight: (That include the most recent batch I just dumped on you? )

LMajAdamDrake: {{J...J...J...J...J...Jack! Don't let go Jack!}}

VAdm Blackthorne: (( You're Rose? ))

Kiley Airell: The dead usually don't care, it's their families that care.

Jack Leirone: What's...up?

VAdm Blackthorne: ::nods to Airell:: Indeed.

LMajAdamDrake: {{::taps the top of his microphone:: It was a joke. Is this thing on? Am I plugged in back there?}}

VAdm Blackthorne: And I can't console their families by saying that rocks are better than Borg.

VAdm Blackthorne: Any trace of their gateway, Ellis?

weissangelserene: ((laughs))

WillFMarlowe: ::clench . . . clench . . . :: How do mutations happen? The DNA is broken apart, then reforms in a different way.

weissangelserene: ::nods::

EnsAaron Markus: ::quietly::At least we could fight the Borg.

LMajAdamDrake: I'm not feeling that well, Jack. ::pause::

Jack Leirone: Been better.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: (mutations and humanoid crystallines.. thanks Will, not I have an urge to read my new x-men comics.. lol.)

WillFMarlowe: It's the same as what happens when--::looks at his glove, very annoyed, and rips it off; the skin is healthy and warm::--when you get a sunburn.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: (*now)

8:00 PM

WillFMarlowe: UV rays hit the skin and break up the DNA. The question is, how do we control that?

Jack Leirone: Any idea on what the hell we have?

EnsAaron Markus: ::sends message to Discovery and receives confirmation:: Discovery acknowledges message, sir. They said they have injured with like symptoms, but no casualties as of yet.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: we couldn't at first, We had to learn how.

ElRiov trIdrys: With ... difficulty I guess.

LtDougMcKnight: Marines>::Those on guard duty leave sickbay, to be replaced by marines in durable kevlar (Only better, from the future and stuff.) HAZMAT suits::

weissangelserene: why not employ the same techniques used to stop from sunburning?

ElRiov trIdrys: ( HAZMAT? Isn't that that annoying Middle Eastern group? )

MajorAZinthys: ::Actively scanning, looking for signs of the cyrstalline thingys or their portal::

EnsAaron Markus: ((LOL))

Jack Leirone: (*cough* Al Quaida *cough*)

VAdm Blackthorne: Ellis...

LtDougMcKnight: (

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Yes Admiral?

VAdm Blackthorne: Have you managed to figure out how they leave a harmonic trail through the vacuum of space yet?

MajorAZinthys: <<::Sighs:: It's Hamas, and he was making a joke.>>

WillFMarlowe: ::yanks off the biohazard helmet and the top part of the suit:: We want to give these people sunburns.

Kiley Airell: ::Is curious to know that too::

weissangelserene: ohh, sorry, got confused, well, take them to a tanning bed but don't put suntan lotion on them

LMajAdamDrake: Don't know, don't care.

Jack Leirone: Don't care? That's stupid.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: it, like their language, seems to be based on the ideals of echolocation, sir. Still not sure what it's bouncing off of out here though

ElRiov trIdrys: Very radical approach ... but I guess it's a killer cure.

LMajAdamDrake: If I'm going to d...d...d...die it doesn't matter what I have - does it?

weissangelserene: take the patients to a holodeck and produce sunshine so bright, it will give them a sunburn

VAdm Blackthorne: Hmmm.

WillFMarlowe: If there's an easier way, now would be the time to tell me.

Jack Leirone: You don't know that we're going to die.

VAdm Blackthorne: Figure it out. That may be the answer.

EnsAaron Markus: Dust maybe?

weissangelserene: umm, that is my easy answer to getting sun burned

ElRiov trIdrys: Sounds like a plan to me. Good idea.

MajorAZinthys: Dust?

weissangelserene: ::blushes:: thanks

MajorAZinthys: Crystalline dust?

8:05 PM

VAdm Blackthorne: Consult with Lt. T'Kirr on the matter, too.

EnsAaron Markus: You know, like the stuff the nacelles collect...

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Aye Sir

VAdm Blackthorne: That dust doesn't transmit sound normally, though.

WillFMarlowe: We're dealing with each patient's DNA. This has to be specific.

MajorAZinthys: Yeah. What if it leaves little pieces of itself in its wake.

MajorAZinthys: That's why it has to constantly regenerate.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: (is she back from being on the phone yet?)

WillFMarlowe: What about the diagnostic sensors over each biobed?

Lt TKirr: <<Sorry I'm trying to follow, my Dad won't get off the bloody phone lol>>

weissangelserene: ohh, hadn't thought of that

EnsAaron Markus: ((LOL))

ElRiov trIdrys: We could calibrate each set

WillFMarlowe: Dr. Weis, what is Major Drake's condition?

VAdm Blackthorne: If we can figure that out... then maybe we can use it against them.

weissangelserene: he's coherent but not doing his best sir

MajorAZinthys: ::Shrugs::

ElRiov trIdrys: I was taking care of Drake. He was shivering and barely able to keep anything down

EnsAaron Markus: I like the crystaline dust theory.

LMajAdamDrake: Three already, Jack, not good odds if you ask me.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::heads for the tl to go down to the sci lab::

WillFMarlowe: ::nods to Idrys:: Excuse me. But he is coherent?

Lt TKirr: <<Okay! I'm alive again (O.o)>>

weissangelserene: yeah, he can talk to you and understand what your saying to you, infact, he can carry on an inteligent conversation

MajorAZinthys: Ya never know.

EnsAaron Markus: Admiral, should I make out a report to starfleet?

VAdm Blackthorne: Yes, Mr. Markus.

LtDougMcKnight: Marines>::Sitting around, telling off color jokes about Pakleds while waiting for their checkups::

EnsAaron Markus: ::nods::

ElRiov trIdrys: yes but not much

Jack Leirone: Odds? You want to talk about odds? ::quietly:: I had to take out a guy guarded by thirty men. I was all by myself. Odds told me I would fail. And I'm here, aren't I?

Lt TKirr: ::busy on the Bridge at her terminal, looking over repairs with her bad sensors::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::walks into the Sci lab and hops up onto her desk.. who needs chairs::

weissangelserene: he could tell us what to do if thats what your thinking sir

LMajAdamDrake: Ooh, tough guy.

WillFMarlowe: That'll have to do. ::sighs:: All right, so we've got a plan. We'll need to ask Mr. Drake if what we're thinking is possible, but it's all we have at the moment.

Jack Leirone: You completely ::cough:: missed my point.

WillFMarlowe: Any objections?

weissangelserene: okay sir, i'll get on it

EnsAaron Markus: ::gets right to work being sure to include everything discussed except possible theories on the harmonic need to report that til a definite explanation can be reached::

ElRiov trIdrys: none here Sir

VAdm Blackthorne: The harmonic trails...

8:10 PM

weissangelserene: nope, i'm cool with it

LMajAdamDrake: ::grins:: Don't about the point.

Jack Leirone: You're impossible...even in the face of death.

WillFMarlowe: Do not tax him any more than you have to. I'll inform the Bridge of our plan.

MajorAZinthys: We just have to follow our ears.

weissangelserene: ::nods:: yes sir ::heads out and straight to drake:: adam, do you think you could help me with something?

VAdm Blackthorne: Are there any leading out of this area?

WillFMarlowe: Dr. Idrys, I have a job for you.

LMajAdamDrake: ::tries to sit up, but can't:: Yes, Doctor?

ElRiov trIdrys: Sir?

WillFMarlowe: I managed to get some data on the crystallized tissue from Crewman Alvarez before he woke up. Do you think you could analyze it and find a way to sedate him so we can administer the treatment?

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: +TKirr+ Ellis to TKirr.. Lt., the Admiral would like for us to work on finding out more about the harmonic trails the baddies leave behing.. Where can I meet you?

weissangelserene: don't try to get up, please, i just need to run something by you and se if it's workable

LMajAdamDrake: Sure,

ElRiov trIdrys: I'll get on that right away Sir.

WillFMarlowe: Thank you.

Lt TKirr: ::taps a few more loose ends out of the console:: +Ellis+ I'll be down in the lab shortly.

MajorAZinthys: ::Taps a little bit and looks at his console intently for a minute or so.

MajorAZinthys: ::

WillFMarlowe: +Zinthys+ Marlowe to Bridge.

weissangelserene: we want to calobrate the sensors above the biobeds to be like a tanning bed, so we can give you guys sunburns and save you, do you think that will work?

MajorAZinthys: +Marlowe+ Go ahead.

Lt TKirr: ::glances at Zinthys, then moves for the TL::

WillFMarlowe: Wentinult> ::wakes up in the freezer and starts pounding around, trying to get out:: SCREE

EnsAaron Markus: ::puts the message to starfleet on a padd and hands it to the Admiral:: I thought you might want to look over it before I send it.

LMajAdamDrake: Sunburns?

ElRiov trIdrys: :::begins analysis of crystallized tissue:::

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weissangelserene: yes, to counteract the mutations that are happening in your cells

LtDougMcKnight: Marine> ::Hears the ruckus, and moves on over toward the freezer unit in case the latest patient manages to brak out, and sets his phaser rifle to macimum stun::

WillFMarlowe: +Zinthys+ We've come up with a treatment that might reverse the effects of the mutation. What is the ship's status? Should we expect more cases?

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::starts feeding senoer information on the trails into a sci. simulation program.. after closing out her sims game::

Jack Leirone: Oh great. Vomiting and diziness to a burning itchy skin. Where'd you get your credentials?

LMajAdamDrake: It could be done, but it'd have to be a concentrated burst.

LMajAdamDrake: Jack. ::glares::

weissangelserene: ::sticks tongue out at jack:: you'll be happy when this is over

MajorAZinthys: +Marlowe+ We're just trying to figure out what these things are, Doctor. Unless we are attacked again, we do not expect any more.

Lt TKirr: ::rides TL down, exits and walks into the Sci Lab and greets:: Ellis.

weissangelserene: ::to adam:: do you think you could walk me through the steps?

WillFMarlowe: +Zinthys+ I see. Sickbay out.

Kiley Airell: ((brb))

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::sitting on her desk:: Over here ::pointing a remote thingie at the computer screen::

MajorAZinthys: There is one trail, Admiral.

8:15 PM

LMajAdamDrake: ::nods:: I could.

WillFMarlowe: ::exits his office and walks over to Weis and Drake:: What's the verdict?

Lt TKirr: ::walks up and looks at the screen:: What's this?

weissangelserene: would you be willing to be the first one?

MajorAZinthys: It's hard to tell for sure, but it looks like it goes back in the direction of the spatial anomaly.

Jack Leirone: Oh couldn't I be first, Doc?

Jack Leirone: ::rolls eyes::

VAdm Blackthorne: So it doesn't go far before it terminates?

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: a simulation.. I downloading the senoer readings and now I'm seeing what we can play with to get some answers

weissangelserene: ::ignores jack::

MajorAZinthys: Correct.

LMajAdamDrake: Mr. Leirone volunteered.

VAdm Blackthorne: ::frowns:: No leads then.

WillFMarlowe: Wentinult> ::shatters the freezer door and spills out onto the deck:: SCREEE

Lt TKirr: ::nods, watching::

MajorAZinthys: The problem is that it overlaps the trail that left, so it's hard to tell for sure.

EnsAaron Markus: ::sits and waits for confirmation to send message to starfleet::

Jack Leirone: ::mouths:: Fuck.

weissangelserene: okay ::moves over to jack's bad:: what do i do sir?

ElRiov trIdrys: :::finishes analysis and makes notes in PADD, goes over to Marlowe:::

LtDougMcKnight: Marine> ::Brings his phaser rifle to bear, and gives Wentinult 3 phaser blasts to the chest::

LtDougMcKnight: Marines> ::Move in to support the first guy::

MajorAZinthys: <<Nice!>>

WillFMarlowe: Wentinult> ::stumbles, then howls::

ElRiov trIdrys: :::hands Marlowe PADD::: All the information is in here Sir. I hope we have something to use for the sedative.

LMajAdamDrake: ::smiles:: Readjust the emitters above the bed to emit uv radiation.

weissangelserene: ::does what he saids, concentrating hard and hoping not to mess anything up::

EnsAaron Markus: Try scanning past the overlap...sir.

LtDougMcKnight: Marine #1> Okay, just calm down. You're not going anywhere.

WillFMarlowe: ::glances at the PADD:: I don't think we've got anything strong enough. We'll have to use the Marines.

WillFMarlowe: Wentinult> ::lunges at Marine1::

VAdm Blackthorne: ::sits and looks at the viewscreen::

ElRiov trIdrys: All right Sir.

LMajAdamDrake: Then reset the main subroutines on the forcefields around the emitters to concentrate the beam into a burst.

WillFMarlowe: Wentinult> ::grabs the Marine's rifle from his hands and breaks it over his head::

LtDougMcKnight: Marine #1>::Meets Wentinult with a hard strike to the face from the butt of his rifle::

weissangelserene: ::nods and does it::

LtDougMcKnight: (Never mind.)

EnsAaron Markus: ((timing is key))

WillFMarlowe: Wentinult> ::begins to lay waste to the small morgue adjacent to sickbay::

LtDougMcKnight: Marine #2> ::Bashes Wentinult hard in the side of the face with the butt of his rifle::

8:20 PM

EnsAaron Markus: ((nice recovery))

LtDougMcKnight: (I thought so.)

WillFMarlowe: Wentinult> SCREEEEEE ::SMACK::

LMajAdamDrake: The only problem is that UV radiation can't penetrate through clothing. Anyone who is going to underg...g...g...go treatment has to be in their... 'bare essentials'. ::leans over and throws up::

Kiley Airell: ((back . . . sorry bout that, roommates can be a pain))

weissangelserene: ::goes to adam and gives him some water:: okay

WillFMarlowe: Who's in charge of the Marines here?

weissangelserene: ::goes back to jack and looks down kinda grossed out::

EnsAaron Markus: ((kinda?))

Lt TKirr: <<I just moved out and I still can't get away from the phone ::grin:: I shoulda let it ring>>

ElRiov trIdrys: More like birthday suits.

LtDougMcKnight: Marines>::Everyone still standing brings their guns to bear, and keep shooting until Wentinult just does the considerable thing and stops moving::

weissangelserene: well, lets you get naked

EnsAaron Markus: ::looks at the Admiral::Admiral, are you okay?

Jack Leirone: Why the disgusted look?!

Kiley Airell: ((LOL . . . yup, I've learned that one already TKirr . . . especially with Caller ID))

weissangelserene: ::tries her damnest not to look as she strips jack down::

LMajAdamDrake: I just threw up, if you hadn't noticed.

VAdm Blackthorne: Yes, Ensign.

Jack Leirone: ::stirps down, I guess::

EnsAaron Markus: You seem quiet, sir.

Jack Leirone: ::places his hands nervously over nether regions::

LtDougMcKnight: Marine #2> ::Shouts back into the sickbay proper:: We have wounded!

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: we need to find out how the harmics which seem to be echoloactional can be present in the hovor of space

weissangelserene: that wasn't why i gave the look, the look is for having to, umm, ::blushes:: get mr. Leirone here naked

WillFMarlowe: ::walks into the morgue::

VAdm Blackthorne: Command isn't about constantly barking orders, Ensign.

Lt TKirr: ::nods:: Have you cross-checked through the database yet?

EnsAaron Markus: I understand...

Jack Leirone: I didn't come here to be insulted.

LtDougMcKnight: Marines> ::Securing the body::

ElRiov trIdrys: (( :::cues strip music .... BAW CHICA BAW BAW ... ::: ))

WillFMarlowe: ::kneels next to the first Marine:: He's got a concussion. It's not serious. Dr Idrys!

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: nothing about this things matching out data bases, Lt.

ElRiov trIdrys: Sir. ::heads to Marlowe::

VAdm Blackthorne: ::takes a look at the PADD with the starfleet message::

LMajAdamDrake: I'd make the same look. ::smirks:: If you don't concentrate the burst then it could, overcook us. I don't want to be a lobster.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: *matches our

WillFMarlowe: Help me with these Marines. ::to Marine3:: Move Mr. Wentinult to biobed three. Make sure he can't move a micrometer.

MajorAZinthys: <<::Sees Leirone stripping, then McKnight "securing the body" and does a double take::>>

Kiley Airell: At least we are getting better Admiral. They didn't force us back to dry dock this time.

VAdm Blackthorne: ::signs off on it and hands it back::

weissangelserene: ::laughs:: okay adam, what else do i do?

Jack Leirone: ((AHAHAHAHAH!!!!))

ElRiov trIdrys: Right Sir. :::moves Wentinult over:::

EnsAaron Markus: ::nods and takes padd::

LtDougMcKnight: (Oh, don't worry, I'm not going anywhere near THAT body.)

EnsAaron Markus: ::sends message::

MajorAZinthys: <<::laughs::>>

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: (having a dog in my lap is not helping my already awful typing.. lol)

Jack Leirone: ::lies down, face down::

Kiley Airell: ((LOL))


VAdm Blackthorne: ::smiles a bit:: True.

Lt TKirr: ::frowns:: All right. You continue with the simulation... I'll check on a few things over here.

LMajAdamDrake: Reset the converter to the highest setting.

WillFMarlowe: ::motions for a pair of technicians, who move the two wounded Marines and administer painkiller drugs::

8:25 PM

weissangelserene: ::does it:: do you need to take a break?

VAdm Blackthorne: It is disappointing that we were unable to communicate effectively, though.

ElRiov trIdrys: :::gets Wentinult onto biobed and secures him:::

Lt TKirr: ::walks over to a nearby console and begins to look around, thinking up possible ideas and looking them up::

LtDougMcKnight: Marines>::Grab Wentinult by the arms and legs, making sure he'll be properly immobilized if he wakes up, and proceed to hoist him over to the bio bed::

VAdm Blackthorne: I have a feeling that this race isn't violent, they just feel threatened and are fighting back.

LtDougMcKnight: (Wow, I'm slow tonight.)

ElRiov trIdrys: ::over shoulder to Marlowe::: All right got him ...

ElRiov trIdrys: ( 's OK )

LMajAdamDrake: ::Shakes head:: No.

Kiley Airell: That was the impression I got Admiral.

EnsAaron Markus: ::tries to busy himself after sending message to Starfleet::

LMajAdamDrake: Realign the iodine relay in the secondary scanning unit to accept UV radiation as an output setting.

WillFMarlowe: Good. The question now is how we get to Alvarez without more casualties.

VAdm Blackthorne: If only we could communicate with them, this could all be avoided. And since they're so different from us, we could learn a lot from each other.

MajorAZinthys: Perhaps it would be best if we just left them alone.

weissangelserene: okay then ::gives him worried look but continues::

VAdm Blackthorne: I would have no qualms if they never came back, trust me.

EnsAaron Markus: ::decides to run a diagnostic on the Helm::

Kiley Airell: *nods* what about the men who died and transformed into the crystaline structure?

Lt TKirr: ::runs into nothing but dead-ends, and tries a few more::

MajorAZinthys: If they felt threatened before, it must be even wors with us pursuing them back to their little wormhole here.

VAdm Blackthorne: What about them?

LMajAdamDrake: Reinitialize the EM relays accept the new changes to the components.

Kiley Airell: Could we somehow use them to learn to communicate better?

VAdm Blackthorne: We're not about to go traipsing through their gateway without a way back.

VAdm Blackthorne: Perhaps...

Lt TKirr: ::speaks over her shoulder to Ellis:: Anything?

weissangelserene: alright ::feels a bit incompetent but continues doing what he says to::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::trying to think of things other then the ship that the harmonics would bounce off of.. then gets side tracked::

Kiley Airell: I agree that we shouldn't go through . . . for more then just the fact that we don't have a secure way back Admiral.

VAdm Blackthorne: Counselor, go down to sickbay and see if one of those things can be isolated for Science to try to talk to.

WillFMarlowe: ::to the Marines:: All right, we don't have any other choice: you have to go in and get Alvarez.

LMajAdamDrake: Now, dampen the emitters to twenty-five percent. We don't want to scorch the hell out of him.

Kiley Airell: Aye Admiral ::stands up and heads to the TL::

weissangelserene: ::raises eyebrow:: are you sure about that?

Lt TKirr: ::thinks to herself:: This just doesn't make any sense.

Jack Leirone: No, we don't.

LtDougMcKnight: Marine> You mean like...get in the sense of...right, looks like I picked the wrong week to quit drinking.

LMajAdamDrake: ::smiles:: Yes, he's a good engineer...r...r...r.

MajorAZinthys: What I meant was... think of this as their back door. Here we are sitting outside of it. Would you feel comfortable in that situation, sir?

weissangelserene: ::smiles:: i'll take yoru word for it

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::adds something to the traslation program::

WillFMarlowe: I'll have a team standing by outside Lab One if you take casualties.

VAdm Blackthorne: Not at all, Major.

Jack Leirone: But a huge unbelievable bastard. Scorch me.

Kiley Airell: ::makes way to sickbay::

weissangelserene: don't tempt me

WillFMarlowe: Remember: maximum stun only. He's one of us under there.

MajorAZinthys: Is it really a huge surprise, then, that they're hostile?

Kiley Airell: ::enters sickbay and looks around::

EnsAaron Markus: Actually, I'm a little surprised they ran off so easily.

8:30 PM

LMajAdamDrake: Now you're set. Narrow the emitter's prowess settings to under seventeen hundred microns and reset again.

WillFMarlowe: Get moving.

weissangelserene: ::does it:: okay...

Kiley Airell: ::looks around for Doc Marlowe::

LtDougMcKnight: Marine 3> Right...alright boys, semper fi and all that crap.

WillFMarlowe: ::turns and walks over to Weis and Drake, while talking to Airell:: Yes, Counselor?/

VAdm Blackthorne: They couldn't fight us with those small ships.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Nothing on the trails, Lt.

MajorAZinthys: Maybe they're mustering their forces. Sending out probing attacks.

LMajAdamDrake: Now you're set.

LtDougMcKnight: Marines> ::Move in on the lab, and take up firing support positions, moving in 2 by 2 cover formation::

Kiley Airell: The Admiral was wondering if you could Isolate one of the . . . dead who have transformed into the crystaline. Maybe we could use him to figure out a way to communicate better with them.

Jack Leirone: ::turns head to see Kiley, panics, turns head back:: Doctor, could you hurry up please?!

EnsAaron Markus: Well, I'm just wondering why they didn't call for reinforcements or something.

WillFMarlowe: Just a second, Counselor.

Lt TKirr: Alter the parameters of the simulation. Try it using a gamma screen.

WillFMarlowe: Report, Dr. Weis. Is it ready?

VAdm Blackthorne: I'll consider the self-defense option until proven wrong.

Kiley Airell: ::nods and looks around sickbay::

weissangelserene: yup, to be tested on bare mr leirone here

LtDougMcKnight: Marine 3> ::Comes to a stop outside the lab door, and takes out a photon grenade, setting the blast yield to stun before nodding to Marine 4 to open up the door::

LMajAdamDrake: Fif...f...f...f...f...teen seconds should do it.

EnsAaron Markus: Why risk letting us enter their backdoor?

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Right ::moves a way from her program and back to the simulation::

WillFMarlowe: All right. Input his DNA patterns into the system and proceed.

VAdm Blackthorne: Markus, prepare to get underway.

weissangelserene: ::does so::

MajorAZinthys: ::nods::

EnsAaron Markus: Aye, sir. ::begins preflight and sends message to Engineering to prepare::

Lt TKirr: +Beeps Admiral+

EnsAaron Markus: Course, sir?

VAdm Blackthorne: +T'Kirr+ Blackthorne here, go ahead.

WillFMarlowe: ::to Airell:: First and foremost, I want to reverse whatever damage has been done to these individuals.

LtDougMcKnight: Marine 4>::Presses down on the button to open up the lab door. As he does so, Marine 3 tosses in the grenade, and both of them move duck behind the doorway as the flash illuminates the lab::

weissangelserene: here goes nothing :: pushes the RED button::


Lt TKirr: +Blackthorne+ T'Kirr here. Ellis and I are having no progress with identifying the gap in the trail. We're continuing alternate simulations... will keep you posted.

Jack Leirone: ::feels the scorching:: Oh Jesus!

EnsAaron Markus: ::waits for the Admiral's conversation with T'Kirr::

weissangelserene: no, thats Dr. Weis to you

LtDougMcKnight: Marines> ::Move quickly into the lab, blasting the living crap out of Alvarez as soon as they see him::

Kiley Airell: *nods* But you can't really do anything for those who died . . . and it could save a lot more lives Will

VAdm Blackthorne: +T'Kirr+ Thank you. Counselor Airell is looking into having one of our... transformed crew isolated to assist in the language translation.

8:35 PM

WillFMarlowe: Alvarez> ::stumbles around, screeching and taking hits, until he drops::

weissangelserene: ::finishes scorching his ass:: hehe, that was kinda fun, now roll over, gotta get the other side

LMajAdamDrake: ::smirks::

LtDougMcKnight: Marines 5 and 6> ::Move in behind them to help secure the target::

WillFMarlowe: ::nods to the door to Lab One:: Does it sound like Alvarez is dead?

Jack Leirone: Could the ladies look away, please?

Kiley Airell: Was he not dead when you put him in there?

Lt TKirr: ::screws up her slanted brows:: +Yes sir. We'll stand by for any progress from her.

weissangelserene: well, since i'm the only one looking and i'm not really looking, i don't think it makes now roll over

LMajAdamDrake: ::smirks:: Get off it, Jack, nothing they've not seen before.


MajorAZinthys: <<Awww, he's shy>>

Lt TKirr: <<Err... +Blackthorne+>>

WillFMarlowe: If he were dead, he wouldn't have torn up Lab One. He must have been dormant rather than dead.

Jack Leirone: ::rolls eyes and turns over:: ::loudly:: Make sure no ladies turn this way!

LMajAdamDrake: Fry him. ::laughs::

weissangelserene: ohh, get over yourself, like they would want to look

VAdm Blackthorne: (( Better than HAY LADIES!!! LOOK AT THIS!!! ))

LMajAdamDrake: Ooh...b...b...b...b...burn...

weissangelserene: ::laughs with adam:: yes sir ::pushes RED button

weissangelserene: ::


Jack Leirone: Oh shut ::feels burning:: UP!!!!!!!

Lt TKirr: <<Lol this is turning into way too much of an event..>>

Kiley Airell: Unless the transformation caused him to return to life. He was dead Will, Then the Crystaline creature took over.

EnsAaron Markus: ((LOL))

weissangelserene: LOL, your definitely not that

weissangelserene: ::turns it off::

Lt TKirr: <<Hey look, you're on the spot... naked!>>

LtDougMcKnight: Marines>::Grab a hold of Alvarez. One marine grabs him under the arms, 2 take the legs, and the fourth marine trails behind to cover the lot of them as they head on back to the quarantine area::

WillFMarlowe: If the treatment doesn't work, there's nothing else I can do.


LMajAdamDrake: ::laughs, then coughs::

Kiley Airell: What is the treatment?

WillFMarlowe: But if there's the slightest possibility that there's a human under there, I have an obligation to save him.

LMajAdamDrake: He's going to need a hell of a lot...t...t...t of analgesic cream. ::smirks again::

weissangelserene: ::tries not to laugh:: so, how do you feel?

EnsAaron Markus: ((LOL))

Jack Leirone: ::eyes widen:: Anal WHAT?

weissangelserene: get over yourself

Lt TKirr: ::ponders the idea of putting a crystal-human to use::

LMajAdamDrake: Analgesic - it's medical ointment. Baby.

VAdm Blackthorne: Markus, are we ready?

ElRiov trIdrys: (( ROFLMDAO ))

weissangelserene: ::takes out tricorder and scans him::

EnsAaron Markus: Course, sir?

8:40 PM

Jack Leirone: ::coughs:: A little residual pain in my stomach...but mostly, I feel like I'm on fire.

WillFMarlowe: We've recalibrated a biobed sensor array to emit UV radiation in an attempt to essentially mutate the mutated DNA--to break up the DNA strands and force them to recombine in the correct order.

Lt TKirr: <<That was a good one, Jack, hehe>>

WillFMarlowe: ::looks at Weis:: Well?

weissangelserene: theres good news and bad news, which first?

Jack Leirone: Good.

LtDougMcKnight: Marine 3> ::Starts humming The Big Rock Candy Mountains::

Kiley Airell: Will, if you transform the DNA back to the way it was, will the man not die? What brought him back to life to begin with?

weissangelserene: your all better, bad, your gonna hurt like hell for a bit longer

LtDougMcKnight: Marine 4>::Glares as they haul Alvarez toward the nearest bio bed:: You are sick.

VAdm Blackthorne: What's the nearest Starbase?

Jack Leirone: ::reaches out a hand and takes Weis's:: Doctor...thank you.

WillFMarlowe: As I said, we don't know that the man died. It could have been part of the transformation process.

EnsAaron Markus: Starbase 15 sir.

weissangelserene: umm, yeah, now, please put some clothes on

EnsAaron Markus: ((I guess))

LMajAdamDrake: ::laughs again::

Lt TKirr: ::works busily trying to find what's "bounceable" in space that's not in their records::

WillFMarlowe: There are two who have transformed. If one dies, I'll turn the other over to Science.

VAdm Blackthorne: There's your course. Inform Discovery.

weissangelserene: ::to marlowe:: sir, the treatments work, i'll begin it on adam now so he can help us some

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: (brb)

Kiley Airell: ::nods:: Okay.

EnsAaron Markus: Aye sir. ::plots course and informs Discovery::

Jack Leirone: ::does so, winces in pain with every article of clothing::

VAdm Blackthorne: Warp Five. Engage.

WillFMarlowe: ::nods to Weis:: Get moving. Then try one of the dead--Engineer Potter.

EnsAaron Markus: ::Engages::

weissangelserene: ::goes to adam:: well, now, ::blushes bad:: lets get you naked

weissangelserene: ::to marlowe:: yes sir

Lt TKirr: ::feels ship warp and wonders where they're going::

LMajAdamDrake: I can wait. Potter's more important...t...t...t...t

WillFMarlowe: ::to Airell:: I'll let you know when we have results.

Jack Leirone: ::waddles over to Kiley:: You didn't see anything...did you?

weissangelserene: umm, okay, i'll be back soon for you though

Lt TKirr: <<thinks this an appropriate moment to find a reason to visit Sickbay>>

Kiley Airell: ::nods:: Thank you Will.

weissangelserene: ::goes to potter and with help from Nurse Turnfoot, gets him naked and fries his behind as well::

Kiley Airell: ::looks over to Jack:: I see a lot of things.

LMajAdamDrake: ::stifles a laugh at Jack::

Kiley Airell: What specifically were you referring to?

Jack Leirone: Great.

Lt TKirr: ::thinks:: There just isn't enough information to know what's causing this gap...

LtDougMcKnight: Marines>::Deposit Alvarez on a bio bed. One of them who knows a tricorder from a coffee maker activates the force field that will restrain him::

8:45 PM

Jack Leirone: Well I know this is a bad time...but I was wondering if...maybe you'd like to have...dinner sometime.

Lt TKirr: <<LOL>>

WillFMarlowe: Potter> ::groans as her skin regains some of its color::

weissangelserene: ::takes out tricorder and scans him as he starts to come to::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: (bak)

WillFMarlowe: <<Potter's a she.>>

weissangelserene: *her and she

LMajAdamDrake: ::shakes head at Jack, then shivers::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Hmmm.. What if they were bouncing it off each other

weissangelserene: ::to marlowe:: sir, potter is coming to and she is healing fine

Kiley Airell: ::tries not to laugh:: First things first. You need to heal, and from the looks of it you're going to be quite miserable for a while.

WillFMarlowe: Potter> ::shoots bolt upright, screaming, then drops back down: some of her tissues had crystalized::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: they were cloaked, how do we know there weren't more out there further away

Lt TKirr: ::looks up and blinks, then turns around::

ElRiov trIdrys: :::exchanges glances with T'Nal:::

weissangelserene: OKay, thats freaky

Jack Leirone: ::nods and silently goes to exit, feeling rejected::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::looks at TKirr looking at her:: What?

Kiley Airell: ::Looks over to Potter, raises an eyebrow::

VAdm Blackthorne: Any trace of that anomaly reopening back there, Major?

EnsAaron Markus: ::watches the front screen as the ship zips past various stars::

ElRiov trIdrys: :::walks over to Weis::: You're telling me ... :::flips open tricorder:::

Kiley Airell: ::looks back to Jack, not being able to help a smile::

Lt TKirr: That is a...very possible idea.

WillFMarlowe: ::walks over with a medcorder of his own::

MajorAZinthys: Negative, sir.

MajorAZinthys: All is quiet.

Lt TKirr: ::wonders why she didn't think of it before::

WillFMarlowe: What happened?

weissangelserene: i think it might be the crystals, she has some on her skin

VAdm Blackthorne: Perhaps that will be our last encounter with them.

LMajAdamDrake: ::turns over and throws up::

Lt TKirr: It would make sense. They are, after all, probably projecting them at each other anyway.

Kiley Airell: ::wants to go over, but decides three doctors crowded around one patient was more then enough::

Jack Leirone has left this chat.

EnsAaron Markus: Not if they ARE like the Borg.

WillFMarlowe: They don't appear to reach very deep. Dr. Idrys, do you think you can remove these patches?

Jack Leirone has joined this chat.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: could be a way to a, talk to each other and b, tell each other which way to go..

ElRiov trIdrys: Yes, I'll try. :::begins procedure:::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: They did seem to gather at the anomly..

Jack Leirone: (AIM is such a little bitch)

Kiley Airell: ((WB))

weissangelserene: ::stands watching::

WillFMarlowe: :: to Weis:: Drake is next.

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::assists in operation::

8:50 PM

VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> A distress call comes in from Newer Jersey colony.

weissangelserene: yes sir, ::goes back over to adam:: this time i'm serious in getting you naked

Jack Leirone: ::before leaving, turns back to Kiley:: Was that a yes or a no?

MajorAZinthys: Admiral, we're getting a distress signal.

Lt TKirr: ::nods at the simulator:: Run it through and see what we can find.

LtDougMcKnight: (Jersey? Let em burn.)

EnsAaron Markus: ::receives distress call:: It's from the Newer Jersey colony.

Lt TKirr: Does the size match?

MajorAZinthys: ::Taps:: From a colony. Newer Jersey...?

VAdm Blackthorne: On screen.

EnsAaron Markus: ::puts on screen::

weissangelserene: ::helps get adam naked and blushes the entire time:: back or front first?

LMajAdamDrake: ::rolls onto his stomach::

Kiley Airell: ::just smiles to Jack::

weissangelserene: that answers my question

Jack Leirone: No, then. Great.

weissangelserene: ::sets it all up again and fries his behiind::

LMajAdamDrake: ::grits his teeth:: That's a bit warm.

VAdm Blackthorne: Man> This is Colony Administrator Mariucci. We've encountered some sort of crystalline race that has already taken over one of the outlying settlements, killing everyone there. Please send help!

WillFMarlowe: ::returns to Wentinult and Alvarez, initiating comprehensive medical scans on them::

weissangelserene: yes and i'm sorry but it has to be done

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::nods:: It does..

Kiley Airell: I didn't give you an answer

EnsAaron Markus: ::looks up at the mention of a crystalline race::

weissangelserene: ::finishes the back:: flip over

VAdm Blackthorne: This is Admiral Blackthorne of the Starship Atlantis. We are nearby and on our way to your position.

LMajAdamDrake: ::rolls over, not even flinching::

EnsAaron Markus: ::plots course::

VAdm Blackthorne: Markus, change course. Bring Discovery.

EnsAaron Markus: Aye sir.

MajorAZinthys: Awww, shit.

weissangelserene: ::deverts eyes and fries him again::

VAdm Blackthorne: Mariucci> Thank you, Admiral. We'll resist as much as we can.

EnsAaron Markus: ::notifies Discovery::

Jack Leirone: Yeah...that means no, doesn't it?

Lt TKirr: <<Hehe so much for avoiding, Zinth>>

MajorAZinthys: ::Taps:: +Marlowe+ Bridge to Sickbay.

Kiley Airell: Doesn't mean no . . . doesn't mean yes.

WillFMarlowe: +Zinthys+ Marlowe here.

VAdm Blackthorne: Distance to Newer Jersey?

ElRiov trIdrys: :::finishes operation, looks up::: All right, got the patches removed.

MajorAZinthys: +Marlowe+ Heads up. We're answering a distress call about the crystalline creatures.

weissangelserene: okay ::takes out tricorder and scans:: yoru all better now, so, you can put your clothes on

LMajAdamDrake: ::sits up, burnt::

Jack Leirone: ::silently leaves::

LMajAdamDrake: A towel would be nice only, if you don't mind.

EnsAaron Markus: Three and a half light years.

MajorAZinthys: +Marlowe+ There might be more work for you later.

WillFMarlowe: +Zinthys+ What kind of casualties can we expect? Combat? Or more mutation caseS?

weissangelserene: ::blushes:; oh of course ::hands him a towel:: but don't you want to get dressed?

VAdm Blackthorne: Increase speed to warp nine.

MajorAZinthys: +Marlowe+ Expect both.

VAdm Blackthorne: Zinthys, get your Marines ready for a ground attack.

MajorAZinthys: +Marlowe+ Combat for sure, the other kind... unsure.

LMajAdamDrake: Less clothes, less irritation.

MajorAZinthys: ::nods at Ian::

Lt TKirr: ::nods:: Good. Let's see what else we can find.

8:55 PM

EnsAaron Markus: Aye sir. Warp nine...::notifies Discovery yet again.::

WillFMarlowe: +Zinthys+ ::there is a long, unhappy pause:: Understood. Anything else?

VAdm Blackthorne: My fighters will provide air support.

MajorAZinthys: +Marlowe+ That is all. Bridge out.

weissangelserene: ah, true, well, i'm sure i can get you some lotion for the burn

MajorAZinthys: +McKnight+ Zinthys to McKnight.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::nods:: I'd like to get a chance to talk to one of those walking engagment rings in sick bay'

LMajAdamDrake: Thank you much.

LtDougMcKnight: +Zinthys+ McKnight here.

WillFMarlowe: ::clears his throat:: Dr. Weis?

Lt TKirr: ::lifts a brow:: Indeed.

weissangelserene: ohh, yes sir?

VAdm Blackthorne: As Discovery has no fighters, she will cover the orbital battle, if there is one.

weissangelserene: ::looks at marlowe::

MajorAZinthys: +DM+ We're answering a distress call from a Federation colony. They're under attack by the crystal people.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: it woudl help in talking to them as well as finding out how the harmonics work

MajorAZinthys: +DM+ We're gonna have to put people on the ground to clear them out.

WillFMarlowe: Wentinult is next. Let me know when you're ready to begin treatment.

weissangelserene: yes sir

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: I think I figured a way to chat with them.

EnsAaron Markus: ::sends message to Discovery to let them know their role::

Kiley Airell: Will, I"ll be on the bridge, let me know if they survive.

LtDougMcKnight: +Zinthys+ They'll be ready, sir.

weissangelserene: ::to adam:: excuse me please

ElRiov trIdrys: I've finished the patch removal over here Sir.

Lt TKirr: You have?

weissangelserene: ::heads over to prepare the biobed::

LMajAdamDrake: ::wraps towel about his waist and leaves sickbay::

MajorAZinthys: +DM+ Good. Expect fighter cover from Blackthorne.

Kiley Airell: ::turns and heads back to the bridge::

EnsAaron Markus: ::receives acknowledgement:: Discovery acknowledges and reports ready status, sir.

weissangelserene: ::to marlowe:: i'm all ready sir

WillFMarlowe: ::walks over to Idrys:: Is she all right?

LMajAdamDrake: ::walks out with Kiley - coincidentally::

ElRiov trIdrys: I hope so Sir. ::takes tricorder and runs scans::

WillFMarlowe: Keep me informed.

Kiley Airell: ::nods to Drake:: feeling better?

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: we were trying to talk to them verbally only.. we echoloction works phyically as well. we'd have to send the message in sounds waves as well as in verbal words

ElRiov trIdrys: Yes Sir.

LMajAdamDrake: Quite well, yes.

WillFMarlowe: ::returns to Weis and Wentinult:: Proceed.

MajorAZinthys: Will we be expecting Atlantis herself to be involved, Admiral?

VAdm Blackthorne: Major, were you planning on participating in the ground attack?

MajorAZinthys: <<LOL!!>>

VAdm Blackthorne: Of course.

weissangelserene: ::starts treament::

VAdm Blackthorne: Atlantis will be in orbit, so she'll be involved in the battle up here, but more focused on orbital bombardment, if possible.

WillFMarlowe: ::scans as the treatment begins::

MajorAZinthys: Then i would not leave the ship without some member of its command staff.

WillFMarlowe: ::the crystalline layers on Wentinult's skin begin to flake off::

Jack Leirone: ::enters quarters and just lays down motionless:: What a day.

Lt TKirr: Assuming this "echolocation" is indeed a form of communication. We have little else to go on, though. We have to know what we're communicating, though, before we send it. Don't you agree?

VAdm Blackthorne: In the absence of Captain Sullivan, who would normally fill this role, have Captain Santiago beam over and give Discovery to his XO.

WillFMarlowe: Wentinult> ::groans::

9:00 PM

WillFMarlowe: Nelson> I'm getting a pulse. Respiration is normal. Brain activity is . . . it's off the scale!

ElRiov trIdrys: ( Captain Santiago? Is someone here a Bab5 Babbler?  )

Kiley Airell: Good to know. ::enters the TL:: Bridge.

VAdm Blackthorne: ( Oh, no, I hate B5 with an undying passion. )

MajorAZinthys: <<What!?>>

EnsAaron Markus: ::nods and relays message to Discovery::

ElRiov trIdrys: ( oh ... )

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Been there done that wrote the code.. ::points to the translation program and all the changes she made to the UT::

WillFMarlowe: Wentinult> ::screams and flips over, knocking Nelson over::

LMajAdamDrake: ::walks down to the next TL:: Deck Eight.

VAdm Blackthorne: ( And thusly, I hate DS9, which only tried to rip off B5 and not be Star Trek. )

Lt TKirr: ::glances over at it::

LMajAdamDrake: {{DS9 is not all that bad.}}

MajorAZinthys: ::Nods:: If you are comfortable with Captain Santiago, then I shall lead the ground attack.

weissangelserene: nelson!

WillFMarlowe: Wentinult> ::flings his arm to one side, sending crystalline shards all over sickbay, then falls motionless::

VAdm Blackthorne: Zuriyev wouldn't have put him in Third Fleet if he couldn't command.

Lt TKirr: Impressive. Care to give a... *thinks* free sample?

EnsAaron Markus: ((doesn't want in a battle of star treks))

LMajAdamDrake: ::walks over and into his quarters:: +Leirone+ Drake to Leirone

LtDougMcKnight has left this chat.

MajorAZinthys: Of course not, Admiral. But this *is* a Soverign class.

weissangelserene: ::mutters about joining a weird ship::

WillFMarlowe: Wentinult> ::flatlines as more crystalline sloughs off his corpse::

Jack Leirone: +Drake+ Leirone.

Lt TKirr: <<watches Zinth puff up his chest>>

WillFMarlowe: ::pats at a bloody cut on Nelson's forehead::

VAdm Blackthorne: Then it will be good experience for Santiago.

Kiley Airell: ((Hey all, I have to get going got tons of stuff to finish before bed))

weissangelserene: oh shit sir, we're losing him

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Sure. ::plays the scee recording which come out as a a message about being on their ground and attacking and AFLACK::

VAdm Blackthorne: (( In that case, since we're starting to lose people ))

VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM

VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM

VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::paused::

MajorAZinthys: ::Blows into whistle::

LMajAdamDrake: ::paused::

ElRiov trIdrys: :::desuaP:::

MajorAZinthys: AttentioN!!

EnsAaron Markus: ::Paused::

LMajAdamDrake: ::@@::

ElRiov trIdrys: :::AA::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::AA::

Lt TKirr: ::pauses::

EnsAaron Markus: ::AA::

WillFMarlowe: ::paused::

weissangelserene: ::paused::

Lt TKirr: ::AA::

Kiley Airell: ::AA::

weissangelserene: ::AA::

Jack Leirone: ::paused and AA::

VAdm Blackthorne: Nice sim and great turnout.

VAdm Blackthorne: One quick note:

VAdm Blackthorne: For those of you who haven't registered CPA Forums accounts, please do so! I want all logs posted there, and go back and post back logs if you want.

Kiley Airell: ::raises hand::

MajorAZinthys: <<he he. We have a backlog of back logs>>

9:05 PM

VAdm Blackthorne: In fact: I consider logs posted on the forums to be MORE IMPORTANT than posting logs to the mailstring.

VAdm Blackthorne: The forums are a permanent record.

VAdm Blackthorne: Airell?

Kiley Airell: What if we registered a long time ago and can't remember the password?

VAdm Blackthorne: There's a reset feature built in. It'll email it to the address you registered with.

VAdm Blackthorne: If you don't have that address anymore, I can change it.

Kiley Airell: Okay

VAdm Blackthorne: Also remember that you need a different account for each sim.

VAdm Blackthorne: Questions?

weissangelserene: yeah, why?

Lt TKirr: I have a Q

VAdm Blackthorne: Why what?

weissangelserene: the different account

VAdm Blackthorne: The way the board tracks ranks and things.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: it's not so bad, Nicole. Brad and I have a couple accounts each.. lol

weissangelserene: ohhhhh, well, i don't have that many accounts but a lot of sims

VAdm Blackthorne: T'Kirr?

Lt TKirr: How long do our almost-crystalized-people get to be burnt sienna? =P

VAdm Blackthorne: Yeah, ::glances at Ellis: Getting you set up was fun.

LMajAdamDrake: A couple? ::laughs::

MajorAZinthys: And Haro, too, don't forget.

VAdm Blackthorne:

Lt  jg  D  Ellis:

VAdm Blackthorne: Up to the docs.

ElRiov trIdrys: who's "Haro"?

weissangelserene: ::evil laugh:: for as long as we want

LMajAdamDrake: It's Hakim.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: yeah but Eric did his one at a time.. I signed up for like all of them at once

MajorAZinthys: I don't know. He goes by several different names. It's always different every time I see him.

VAdm Blackthorne: OK, then. Go make Atlantis's forum look good!

LMajAdamDrake: Giya, Haro, Hakim, Jansug.

weissangelserene: yeah, but same last name

Lt TKirr: Okay, just don't make your salve TOO effective. Call it ointment, but it's really goose grease or something.

VAdm Blackthorne: That's all for tonight. Major?