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::
LtDougMcKnight has joined this chat.
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 Amazon.com
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!
Lt
jg D Ellis has joined this chat.
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.
weissangelserene has joined this chat.
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
VAdm Blackthorne: MAKE WITH THE SIMMING ALREADY
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:: Y...Y...Y...Y...you?
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: (Uh....no.)
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 trail...no 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 c...c...c...c...care
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, sh...sh...sh...shoot.
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))
ElRiov trIdrys: (( BA DAM BA DEE BA DUM BA BAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWW ))
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 puls...s...s...se
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
t...t...t...t...to 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::
WillFMarlowe: Alvarez> SCREEEEESCREEREEE
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.
ElRiov trIdrys: (( LADIES PLEASE REMOVE YOUR HATS ))
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: ::
EnsAaron Markus: ((OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH))
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.
ElRiov trIdrys: (( BAH DEE DAH BUM BAH DUM BAH DEEE ))
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?