AIM Chat with Kiley Airell, MajorAZinthys,
WillFMarlowe, ltjgdellis, LtDougMcKnight.
7:27 PM
Kiley Airell: Hey McKnight
Kiley Airell: Greetings Admiral
LtDougMcKnight: Hey Rhi, I hear SDG1's hiatus came to an end
the other night. Do I have a few less civvies to worry about?
LtDougMcKnight: Heya, Admiral.
LtDougMcKnight: DSG1
Lt jg D Ellis: Hey everyone
VAdm Blackthorne: Hey folks
Lt jg D Ellis: Nope, we do civies this week
MajorAZinthys: heya
Kiley Airell: brb
Lt jg D Ellis: we do have a whole mess of trouble
though..
LtDougMcKnight: Yeah, seems we're neck deep in Glenn's epic
now.
Lt jg D Ellis: lol.. only neck deep?
7:30 PM
Lt jg D Ellis: Val's body was stabed.. Stupid
Iconian
LtDougMcKnight: I tell ya, there are days I try to wrap my
brain around all these different subplots, and I regret joining that sim until
the headache goes away.
Lt jg D Ellis: ::laughs::
LtDougMcKnight: Maybe the Enterprise sim will be easier to
digest if and when that ever takes off.
LtDougMcKnight: Still have that MACO character in the works?
LtDougMcKnight: Gina, wasn't it?
VAdm Blackthorne: Can I be Token Minority Ensign Who
Never Gets Promoted?
Lt jg D Ellis: Glenn's the CO.. I wouldn't bet on
the easy part
LtDougMcKnight: lol
Lt jg D Ellis: Nina, and yeah she's waiting in
the wings
Lt TKirr has joined this chat.
LtDougMcKnight: And he did say he wouldn;t mind trying
something a little different.
LtDougMcKnight: Heya, T'Kirr.
Lt TKirr: Good evening.
LtDougMcKnight: Actually, we worked out some details that would
make a great sim of the academy version.
Lt jg D Ellis: When Glenn says he wants to try
something a little different... that normally means we should run away
screaming
LtDougMcKnight: Well, maybe so, but at least this time around,
I;d know what was going on.
LtDougMcKnight: On DSG1, I always run into some subplot from 2
years before I ever showed up. Just have to smile and nod for the next 6 hours.
7:35 PM
Lt jg D Ellis: Oh I know.. I still don't get it
all on Gamma..
MajorAZinthys: Six Hours? Short sim.
LtDougMcKnight: lol
Lt jg D Ellis: our record is 9 1/2
LtDougMcKnight: Supposedly, the record is 9.
LtDougMcKnight: And a half.
Lt TKirr: ?
VAdm Blackthorne: Fell just short of 10.
Disappointing.
MajorAZinthys: ::Laughs::
Lt jg D Ellis: yeap, Debs had to go to chruch..
lol
VAdm Blackthorne: Coulda gone double digits
Kiley Airell: bak
LtDougMcKnight: I dunno...the length is one thing on DSG1...
VAdm Blackthorne: Okay, let's get started
MajorAZinthys: ::Blows into whistle::
MajorAZinthys: Attention!!
Kiley Airell: ::AA::
WillFMarlowe: ::AA::
Lt TKirr: ::AA::
LtDougMcKnight: ::AA::
Lt jg D Ellis: ::AA::
VAdm Blackthorne: Alright, tonight, Atlantis and
Discovery are docked at Starbase 16 to deposit the Newer Jersey colonists and
get a few repairs done after our latest encounter with the DeBeer's Delights.
7:40 PM
Kiley Airell: ((LOL))
VAdm Blackthorne: Shore leave is granted on the
starbase, but not for long as these repairs will be short.
VAdm Blackthorne: Questions?
Lt TKirr: Vulcans don't take shore leave.
Kiley Airell: is that a question TKirr?
Lt TKirr: No
VAdm Blackthorne: That's a statement, not a question.
::zaps::
Lt TKirr: Ow! Never said it was...
LtDougMcKnight: They screw engineers, but a vacation is beneath
them?
MajorAZinthys: Was there a call for statements?
MajorAZinthys: ::Laughs::
Lt TKirr: I was taking my own initiative, thank
you.
VAdm Blackthorne: Okay, any statements?
VAdm Blackthorne: Any quips?
LtDougMcKnight: Fire bad, tree pretty.
Kiley Airell: Fire is not bad.
VAdm Blackthorne: Snide remarks?
Lt jg D Ellis: Dr pepper and york peperment
patties don't mix
VAdm Blackthorne: That is true, Ellis
LtDougMcKnight: Never drink beer when you have a cold.
VAdm Blackthorne: Same with OJ and toothpaste
VAdm Blackthorne: Anyway....
VAdm Blackthorne: MAKE WITH THE SIMMING
VAdm Blackthorne: SIM ALREADY
VAdm Blackthorne: WE DON'T HAVE ALL NIGHT
VAdm Blackthorne: GO
Kiley Airell: ((um, are we suppoes to start now?))
VAdm Blackthorne: (( ::zaps:: ))
Lt TKirr: ::lying in her quarters, getting a few
hours of sleep::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::on the bridge, looking over the
damage reports on a PADD::
LtDougMcKnight: ::Looks over a PADD containing a map of the
starbase, trying to find some tourist attraction that doesn't serve beer::
WillFMarlowe: ::in his office, filling out the last of the
post-op paperwork::
MajorAZinthys: ::Ambles out onto the bridge::
Lt jg D Ellis: ::in the lab working but not
really paying attention to what she'd doing::
Lt TKirr: ::wakes up, mind starting to busy
itself, and stretches::
7:45 PM
VAdm Blackthorne: (( oh great, a scientist not paying
attention to her work... "Hay, what's this d- BOOM" ))
Kiley Airell: ::on the bridge, not really the
"shoreleave" type::
Lt TKirr: <<lol>>
Kiley Airell: ((LOL))
Lt TKirr: ::stands up and walks to her sonic
shower::
MajorAZinthys: ::plops down in the Second Officer's
chair::
LtDougMcKnight: (What, half our crew just likes sitting cooped
up in a sardine can with nacelles?)
Kiley Airell: ::looks over to Zinthys and smiles::
how are you holding up Major?
LtDougMcKnight: (We can be enjoying ourselves on a SOMEWHAT
LARGER sardine can!)
MajorAZinthys: <<Beats a sardine can with
smaller sardine cans attached to it>>
Lt jg D Ellis: (lol.. could be wrose, could be a
scientist not paying attention cause there's a red haired doctor distracting
her and they end up landing on a big go boom button)
MajorAZinthys: I am.
MajorAZinthys: <<::Laughs::>>
VAdm Blackthorne: You are?
Kiley Airell: ((LOL))
MajorAZinthys: Holding up.
Lt TKirr: ::finishes up her shower and dons a
fresh uniform::
VAdm Blackthorne: That's good to know.
Lt TKirr: ::stands in front of the mirror,
making her hair perfect::
Lt jg D Ellis: ::can't get her mind off the call
from Abel and wonders if the Learties really have a snow balls chance at
getting her son::
Kiley Airell: How about you Admiral?
MajorAZinthys: ::Clears throat:: Well, Miss Airell
inquired.
Lt jg D Ellis: ::is just kinda filling in blanks
with the translation program and is getting all kinds of weird things::
VAdm Blackthorne: Oh, I'm not the one who got injured,
now.
7:50 PM
Lt TKirr: ::finds everything satisfactory, her
quarters in perfect order, and exits her cabin::
LtDougMcKnight: ::Eventually figures he'd be sort of a schmuck
to risk screwing his men out of shore leave while taking it himself, given the
brevity of this layover. Besides, a proper vacation would require a planetary
facility::
Lt TKirr: ::ends up in a turbolift at the end of
some hall and takes it down to the lab::
Lt jg D Ellis: ::jumps when the computer beeps at
her knocking over a bunch of beakers and petrie dishes:: Shit..
Kiley Airell: ::nods::
Lt TKirr: ::walks towards Lab::
Lt jg D Ellis: ::wonders of the deck plating
should be bubbling like that::
MajorAZinthys: ::Looks around at the
not-so-brightly lit bridge:: It's always so eerie in here when there's nothing
much going on.
Lt TKirr: <<LOL>>
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> Red alert sounds.
Lt TKirr: ::stops in her tracks::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::looks at Zinthys::
MajorAZinthys: The hell?
WillFMarlowe: ::walks into sickbay, then starts for the
morgue when the alert sounds::
Kiley Airell: ::looks to Zinthys:: you had to open
your mouth didn't you Major?
MajorAZinthys: I had to say something.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Jumps up from his desk:: Well, then there's
that...
VAdm Blackthorne: You just had to say something.
WillFMarlowe: ::stops and looks up::
Lt jg D Ellis: ::looks up at the red alert:: It
wasn't that bad a spill!!
Lt TKirr: ::backtracks to the turbolift::
MajorAZinthys: ::Dashes up to Tactical::
Lt TKirr: ::flies to the Bridge::
EnsAaron Markus has joined this chat.
LtDougMcKnight: +Bridge+ Bridge, this is security. Someone
wanna tell me what's happening up there?
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> Announcement from
Starbase Command> Attention all personnel, there is a foreign ship inside
the starbase.
Lt TKirr: ::enters Bridge::
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> Announcment from SC>
It is crystalline in nature.
MajorAZinthys: Ah, hell.
Lt TKirr: ::gets all goosebumpy::
LtDougMcKnight: Inside? How the hell'd they miss that one?
Lt TKirr: ::jumps to her station and begins
internal scans, just in case it's in the Atlantis::
Kiley Airell: That doesn't sound good
VAdm Blackthorne: Visual.
WillFMarlowe: ::pulls on his smock and pockets a medical
tricorder as the rest of the medical staff quietly attends to its duties::
Lt jg D Ellis: Just great.. Just flippin'
wonderful..
Lt TKirr: ::brings up a visual of the docking
area::
7:55 PM
LtDougMcKnight: +Marines+ All security personnel, this is
Lieutenant McKnight, officer on duty, sounding general quarters. Everyone to
your posts!
Lt TKirr: I don't read any crystalline entities
within the Atlantis.
VAdm Blackthorne: Nothing is on the viewer...
Lt TKirr: <<?>>
Lt jg D Ellis: ::leaves the spill to keep on
bubblin' and goes back to the translation program::
Jack Leirone has joined this chat.
MajorAZinthys: Could they think it's the specimens
inside the science lab?
VAdm Blackthorne: Major, begin powerup procedures and
prepare for launch. I don't think I need to tell you to hurry up.
VAdm Blackthorne: It's 30 minutes by the book.
Jack Leirone: ((Ha ha! I have returned temporarily!!))
Lt TKirr: <<Hey hey!>>
LtDougMcKnight: (Welcome. How's the play going?)
VAdm Blackthorne: ((WB!))
Kiley Airell: ((LOL . . . cool))
MajorAZinthys: Atlantis people> Attention all
Atlantis personnel. Return to the ship immediately.
WillFMarlowe: <<Ho ho! Hello!>>
VAdm Blackthorne: Markus, begin powerup.
MajorAZinthys: <<You just can't stay away,
can you?>>
lieutenantmortok has joined this chat.
Jack Leirone: ((It's goin' good, it was just publicity photo
night. Anyways, what are we doing?))
MajorAZinthys: ::Taps on his console to begin
powering the ship up::
EnsAaron Markus: Aye sir...::begins powerup::
VAdm Blackthorne: I want this procedure finished in
under ten minutes.
LtDougMcKnight: (We're at a starbase for repairs, but
apprently, there's a crystal ship inside the starbase.)
LtDougMcKnight: (Not sure what that means yet exactly.)
lieutenantmortok: (( Sorry for intuding Lynn asked
me to inform you she will not make it do to internet problems ))
Lt jg D Ellis: I'm really really starting to hate
these things
Jack Leirone: ::is on the Atlantis::
EnsAaron Markus: Aye sir...::skips all the dull long lasting
stuff that makes powerup last thirty minutes::
Jack Leirone: ::a-chillin' in Engineering::
MajorAZinthys: ::Doesn't bother with any of the
diagnostic scans::
lieutenantmortok has left this chat.
WillFMarlowe: ::frowns as the lights flicker twice as the
ship strains to power up::
Lt TKirr: ::does lots of sensory things::
EnsAaron Markus: <<isn't that what i just said?
lol>>
Lt jg D Ellis: ::starts linking the new built
from the ground up program into the UT::
MajorAZinthys: <<Ummm.. no>>
WillFMarlowe: ::checks over the last of the supplies to be
beamed aboard from the starbase prior to the red alert::
Jack Leirone: ::begins firin' up the warp core and other
things of the like::
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> Eight small crystal ships
that were apparently limpeting on Atlantis's and Discovery's hull decloak.
Lt TKirr: Admiral!
EnsAaron Markus: ::hears the warning beep on panel::
8:00 PM
Lt TKirr: ::brings up some of the ships near
outer hull::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::looks to the viewer::
MajorAZinthys: ::Hotloads the weapon systems::
Kiley Airell: ::looks at the screen::
VAdm Blackthorne: The eight ships form up inside the
starbase
Jack Leirone: ::sees ships on sensors...in awe of their
tactics:: Holy God.
VAdm Blackthorne: ((That was an ACTION))
Lt TKirr: <<And I bloody sensed it>>
Lt jg D Ellis: ::getting the translation system
up quickly in case the flight team is called out::
Jack Leirone: ::begins routing extra power to the shields::
WillFMarlowe: Nelson> ::approaches Marlowe:: Triage center
and medical labs have report that they're fully staffed, sir.
VAdm Blackthorne: Time until weapons are available?
Lt TKirr: <<Didn't you say they
decloaked?>>
WillFMarlowe: Thank you, Nelson.
MajorAZinthys: One minute
VAdm Blackthorne: ((Yes, they decloaked))
LtDougMcKnight: ::Steps out to C&C and scowls at the
screen, relaying info from the bridge:: Son of a bitch, I hate when we fall for
the same damned trick twice.
MajorAZinthys: Working on it already
EnsAaron Markus: ::finishes impulse powerup::Sir, we're ready
for departure.
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> The ships spread out in
eight different directions and start drilling through the starbase hull.
VAdm Blackthorne: Clear all moorings!
EnsAaron Markus: ::clears moorings:: Aye sir.
VAdm Blackthorne: Transfer off external power!
MajorAZinthys: Might we advise the base to fight
back?
VAdm Blackthorne: There are no internal weapons.
MajorAZinthys: Figures.
Lt jg D Ellis: Come on come on.. Your a state of
the art computer so why must you be such a pain in the ass!
Jack Leirone: +Blackthorne+ Sir, shields are ready to go at
full power.
Lt jg D Ellis: Computer> Please restate your
question
WillFMarlowe: ::exits sickbay destined for the Triage center
to check everything out::
VAdm Blackthorne: +Leirone+ Keep them that way.
MajorAZinthys: Under our own power, sir.
MajorAZinthys: We have shields and impulse.
LtDougMcKnight: +Bridge+ Admiral, we need to stop them from
capturing this base. My men are ready to beam in there.
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> A large crystalline ship
decloaks in the center of the docking bay.
Jack Leirone: +Blackthorne+ Yes sir.
MajorAZinthys: ...and... phasers.
Lt jg D Ellis: I'm going to shot you in the gel
packs one of these days
Lt TKirr: ::fixes viewer on big ship::
EnsAaron Markus: ::stares at the big ship:: ummm sir.....
VAdm Blackthorne: Now how did that get in?
MajorAZinthys: I'm guessing it was here already.
VAdm Blackthorne: It must have followed us through the
doors...
LtDougMcKnight: Oh, someone needs to be fired.
Lt TKirr: ::tries to scan past the hull, but
can't get through::
MajorAZinthys: Permission to fire?
Lt jg D Ellis: ::jumps when the computer beeps
it's compltion of the program upload::
Lt jg D Ellis: Will you stop doing that!
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> The large ship starts to
attack Discovery, which hasn't finished powering up yet since it's a larger
ship.
VAdm Blackthorne: Fire!
8:05 PM
MajorAZinthys: ::Blasts the crystal ship::
VAdm Blackthorne: +McKnight+ Permission granted, Lt.
VAdm Blackthorne: Major, deploy your men on the base.
EnsAaron Markus: ::moves the ship into a better firing
position::
MajorAZinthys: Aye, sir.
VAdm Blackthorne: ((Remember, there's not much room to
maneuver here at all... we'll basically be staring this thing down firing like
crazy)
Lt TKirr: ::tracks the movements of the eight
other ships::
Lt jg D Ellis: +Bridge+ Ellie to Bridge.. The new
translation program is on line with the UT and ready to test out whenever you
get the urge to try and talk to these things again
EnsAaron Markus: <<>>
MajorAZinthys: +McKnight+ Lieutenant, secure a
perimeter around the exit from the bay.
Lt TKirr: <<Well convert propulsion to
weapons, durn it>>
VAdm Blackthorne: +Ellis+ So noted, Lt, but they're
not wanting to talk right now.
LtDougMcKnight: Alright, we have a go! Get your lily white
asses down to the transporters!
Jack Leirone: ::notices shields beginning to drop for reasons
unexplained:: +Blackthorne+ Sir, we have shield failure. Power dropping to
seventy percent. Sixty five...
MajorAZinthys: Admiral, I'm losing shields!
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> Discovery takes a good
pounding before getting her shields up, and is looking quite charred.
Lt jg D Ellis: +Bridge+ Didn't think they were..
but you wanted the option so there ya go..
WillFMarlowe: ::walks around the Triage Center, checking over
equipment and supplies and conferring with the duty nurse::
VAdm Blackthorne: Get them back! Engineering!
Lt TKirr: ::uplinks new program into UT::
MajorAZinthys: ::Reroutes the power from the
impluse engines to torpedoes::
Jack Leirone: ::trying a few methods not necessarily found in
the manual:: Well damn it.
Lt jg D Ellis: ::wonders how she's going to
explain the hole in the deck plating to TKirr.. and then wonders if she's
believe it was termites::
MajorAZinthys: Markus, I'm all but killing the
engines.
EnsAaron Markus: ::noticed:: Aye, sir.
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> The eight small ships
continue their drilling, appearing to attack the superstructure of the base.
Lt TKirr: <<Worry about the deck plating
once you're sure the rest of the ship will be around by tomorrow. =P>>
MajorAZinthys: ::Adds a couple of quantum torps to
the mix::
Jack Leirone: ::sees the percentage drop to ten and keep
going:: What the hell is causing that?
EnsAaron Markus: That's ok...we more or less just need thrusters
in here anyways.
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> The QTs make the big ship
turn its attention to Atlantis.
MajorAZinthys: That's the idea.
MajorAZinthys: Aw, shit!
Lt TKirr: Admiral, the eight other ships are
drilling through the primary structure of the starbase.
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> Discovery clears moorings
and backs out of her parking spot to join the fray
WillFMarlowe: ::leaves the center bound for sickbay::
MajorAZinthys: They've noticed us, now.
Jack Leirone: +Blackthorne+ Sir, we have lost shields! I
repeat! We have LOST SHIELDS!
Kiley Airell: ::watches the screen::
Lt jg D Ellis: +TKirr+ Why not flood the area
with the gamma rays?
Lt TKirr: <<Nice shore leave, btw,
Admiral>>
MajorAZinthys: Shields to nil.
Lt TKirr: +Ellis+ They must be concetrated! We
don't have the power to do that widespread.
VAdm Blackthorne: Get them back NOW.
MajorAZinthys: +Jack+ Engineering, reroute the
power from the shields to the phasers.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Beams over from the transporter in security,
and begins assigning directions:: Secure the command center! I want firing
teams on those upper levels!
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> The ship starts to rock
from the loss of shields, structural integrity drops fast.
8:10 PM
Lt TKirr: ::rocks::
Jack Leirone: ::to self:: It's a mechanical problem. I can't
fix it from here. +Blackthorne+ It's an internal mechanical problem and I think
I've located it. Heading to problem now.
VAdm Blackthorne: +Leirone+ HURRY.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Assigns men to every major airlock leading in
from the docking bay::
Lt jg D Ellis: ::braces herself against a panel::
EnsAaron Markus: ::prays::
VAdm Blackthorne: +Leirone+ MOVE YOUR ASS OR WE ARE
DEAD, MISTER.
MajorAZinthys: ::Leaves enough power to operate the
torps, but gives power back to engines::
Jack Leirone: ::sprints through hallway to the same deck as
the mechanical error::
Kiley Airell: ::gets rocked around::
Lt TKirr: Admiral, if I may try the program
Ellis created. It might stall them from firing while we're vulnerable.
EnsAaron Markus: ::notices the power given back to engines and
nods::
Jack Leirone: ::climbs inside Jeffries tube, scans area for
problem::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::to T'Kirr:: Do it.
MajorAZinthys: Inertial dampeners failing on decks
7-11
WillFMarlowe: ::plants his feet wide apart to steady himself
while the ship takes a pounding::
Lt TKirr: ::sends UT greeting on preset
frequencies::
VAdm Blackthorne: Major, bring contingency plans
online to abandon ship if necessary.
Jack Leirone: Ah shit it's the shield generator herself!
MajorAZinthys: Yessir
Jack Leirone: ::calls in engineering squad to help::
WillFMarlowe: ::steps into sickbay as casualty reports come
in from several areas of the ship::
Lt TKirr: ::sends stacking signals, attempting
to confuse the crystalline ship::
MajorAZinthys: ::Holds the firing button down with
one finger and uses the other hand to bring up evacuation plans::
Jack Leirone: ::begins feverishly working on the generator's
mechanics::
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> The crystalline ship
pauses for a moment.
EnsAaron Markus: It stopped...
Lt TKirr: Any specific messages, Admiral? I'm
currently sending... everything.
MajorAZinthys: Sir, it's stopped firing. For the
moment.
VAdm Blackthorne: Cease fire.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Orders his men to fall back as station
security personnel show up::
WillFMarlowe: ::dispatches medical teams to a number of
different areas to bear the wounded to sickbay::
Kiley Airell: ::looks at the screen:: I think we
got it's attention
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> Atlantis is hailed.
Lt TKirr: ::cuts unnecessary transmissions::
MajorAZinthys: ::Stops shooting::
Lt TKirr: We're being hailed.
VAdm Blackthorne: On screen.
Lt TKirr: ::puts it up::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::stands::
Lt TKirr: <<As in.. duh>>
EnsAaron Markus: Very carefully manuevers the ship to put the
most damaged sections away from the entity.
Lt jg D Ellis: ::is making sure that Noah and his
nanny are alright::
Jack Leirone: ::replaces defective part:: Now we have to let
the computer know the new part is here. Nosaj! Run diagnostics program, shield
generator. Let's get this baby working again
Jack Leirone: Nosaj Caderiz> Aye!
EnsAaron Markus: <<That was of course supposed to be in ::
::>>
VAdm Blackthorne: DeBeer's Delight> SCREE SCREE
WHAT YOU SAY SCREE
Lt TKirr: <<rofl!>>
Lt TKirr: ::denies the impulse to plug her
ears:: ...Admiral?
Kiley Airell: ::wonders if the program is working
better::
LtDougMcKnight: (ALL YOUR BASE ARE BELONG TO US!)
VAdm Blackthorne: We have never meant you any harm.
This was a misunderstanding from the beginning.
EnsAaron Markus: <<De who what?>>
Jack Leirone: Caderiz> ::taps at console, runs program::
Sir, program running.
8:15 PM
MajorAZinthys: +McKnight+ Lieutenant, the fighting
has stopped. For now.
Lt jg D Ellis: ::keeping an eye on the
transmission::
MajorAZinthys: +McKnight+ Keep the marines where
they are, just in case.
Lt TKirr: ::messes with the translation,
attempting to get a clearer connection::
VAdm Blackthorne: DD> SCREE SCREE YOU HAVE NO SCREE
TO SURVIVE MAKE YOUR TIME SCREE
WillFMarlowe: ::goes to work as casualties start coming in::
Jack Leirone: ::sees part begin to light up, closes panel::
+Blackthorne+ Sir, we've located and fixed the problem. Shields should
regenerate within seconds.
Kiley Airell: ((DeBeers . . . you know the guy who
gives ya free beers))
VAdm Blackthorne: We do NOT want to fight. NO. FIGHT.
MajorAZinthys: <m> I don't like the sound of
that.
Lt jg D Ellis: (Aaron your married and have no
idea what DeBeers is?)
VAdm Blackthorne: DD> YOU INVADE HOMELAND
EnsAaron Markus: <<no...>>
Lt jg D Ellis: ::fine tuning as the transmission
goes on)
Jack Leirone: Caderiz> Program run, sir.
Lt TKirr: ::looks quizzical::
Kiley Airell: ((One of the major Diamond
Companies))
EnsAaron Markus: <<AH>>
VAdm Blackthorne: We apologize. You also invaded our
homeland.
Lt jg D Ellis: ( ::nods:: If not the largest)
EnsAaron Markus: <<I'm too poor for that kinda
stuff>>
MajorAZinthys: <<You started it>>
Jack Leirone: ::checks sheilds. Forty seven percent and
climbing.:: +Blackthorne+ Admiral, the shields are back up. I repeat. The
shields have been restored.
Kiley Airell: well . . . this seems a little better
than last time.
VAdm Blackthorne: ::ignores the comm from Leirone::
VAdm Blackthorne: DD> SCREE SCREE SCREE SCREEE!!!!!
WillFMarlowe: ::begins a cranial regeneration sequence on a
concussion patient, then leaves Meirill to supervise while he tends to a
compound fractured femur::
Kiley Airell: maybe I spoke too soon
Lt jg D Ellis: ::adjusting for new screes::
VAdm Blackthorne: We apologize. Your language is hard
for us to understand.
EnsAaron Markus: ::quietly:: +Leirone+ The Admiral is busy
talking to the crystal people.
Lt TKirr: <<lol Markus>>
LtDougMcKnight: Marines> ::Continue to fortify their
positions::
Jack Leirone: +Markus+ Acknowledged.
VAdm Blackthorne: DD> SCREE SCREE SCREE SCREES
REEEEK REEEKEEKEEEEEEE REEEE!!!!
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> The comm cuts.
Lt jg D Ellis: Reek? Where the hell did that come
from!!
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> And they resume firing.
Kiley Airell: ooooo . . . that doesn't look good at
all
EnsAaron Markus: ::holds hears::
Lt TKirr: ::thinks, "That's new"::
VAdm Blackthorne: DAMN.
MajorAZinthys: That sounded awful reminiscent of
what he said last time...
EnsAaron Markus: <<*ears>>
MajorAZinthys: ::Resumes shooting back::
MajorAZinthys: ::nods:: I knew it.
8:20 PM
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> The drilling ships deploy
troops as they drill deepr.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Watching from a comm hookup on the station::
Well, this is a black day for the Captain Picard Doctrine.
MajorAZinthys: +McKnight+ Heads up! Crystal people
headed your way.
VAdm Blackthorne: That was so close.
VAdm Blackthorne: T'Kirr, your gamma radiation
solution.
Lt jg D Ellis: No new dialects! That's cheating!
::goes right to work to add the new sound::
Lt TKirr: It must be in pieces before it would
work.
LtDougMcKnight: Marines> ::Meet the crystalline troops with
a wall of phaser fire, fired from behind cargo containers they've set up as
fortifications::
Kiley Airell: ((LOL Ellis))
Jack Leirone: ::calmly reenters engineering::
Lt TKirr: The gamma stream must be very
concentrated, but I have no indication of where to direct it until we can scan
the fragments.
LtDougMcKnight: Engineers> ::Work to set up mobile force
field generators, which will ensure a more solid second line of defense if the
first line is forced to fall back::
Lt TKirr: Perhaps... simply penerating the hull
would be sufficient.
VAdm Blackthorne: Try it!
Lt TKirr: ::glances at Zinthys::
VAdm Blackthorne: Major. Full tactical analysis of the
situation on the screen.
Jack Leirone: +Blackthorne+ Shileds at ninety nine percent.
Weapons charged. Warp core at full. Everything is copasetic.
MajorAZinthys: ::puts it up::
EnsAaron Markus: ::continues to carefully manuever the ship so
damaged sections of the shields are not vulnerable::
VAdm Blackthorne: +Leirone+ Keep them up, Ensign.
Lt TKirr: Major, I need you to breach the hull,
anywhere will do.
MajorAZinthys: You think I'm not trying?
Jack Leirone: +Blackthorne+ Yes sir,
MajorAZinthys: There. That one's weakening.
WillFMarlowe: ::uses a subdermal tissue regenerator to put a
cork in another crewman's internal bleeding::
Lt TKirr: ::scans futiley for a small breach,
but they all regenerate too quickly::
Lt TKirr: ::gets a lock::
Lt jg D Ellis: my mother warned me there'd be
days like this but did I listen... Of course not!
Lt TKirr: Scanning for microcircuitry.
MajorAZinthys: ::Fires a full torpedo spread at one
spot on it to keep it open::
MajorAZinthys: Do it now, Lieutenant.
8:25 PM
Lt TKirr: There! ::finds the spot and fires the
gamma stream directly at it::
EnsAaron Markus: Man I wish I had more room....::fingers flying
to keep ship from bumping the inside of the station::
Lt TKirr: ::makes minor adjustments,
compensating for ship drift::
LtDougMcKnight: Marine>::Firing his rifle wildly into a mass
of advancing crystal soldiers, watching as a security man goes down beside
him::
Lt TKirr: ::keeps the stream sustained::
EnsAaron Markus: ::keeps the ship as steady as possible::
LtDougMcKnight: Marine> +McKnight+ Sir, they're coming in
too many, too fast! We cannot hold this position, repeat this position is not
secure!
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> The crystalline ship
recoils from the gamma stream and rotates to move the breach.
Lt TKirr: The circuitry material heated, but not
sufficiently enough.
Ens Nicole Weis has joined this chat.
Lt TKirr: I have a lock on its location within
the ship... attempting to maintain the stream through the hull.
EnsAaron Markus: ::tries to follow the rotation to keep the
breach in line of fire::
Kiley Airell: ((Hey Nicole))
Ens Nicole Weis: ((hey guys, sorry))
Jack Leirone: ((Hey Lynn!))
Lt jg D Ellis: (hey Nicole)
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> Due to the cramped space,
following the breach is impossible as the crystalline ship has the breach to
the wall.
VAdm Blackthorne: ( hey Nicole! )
LtDougMcKnight: +Marine+ Alright, fall back marine. The main
body of our marines are moving into position now to cover your retreat.
WillFMarlowe: ::turns and almost runs into an antigrav
stretcher as it barrels in the door::
Ens Nicole Weis: ((where am I?))
Jack Leirone: ((on the USS Atlantis ))
EnsAaron Markus: Shoot....I can't follow it. It's to cramped to
manuever...
LtDougMcKnight: Marine> ::Withdraws a photon grenade from
his vest, pre-set to maximum yield, and chucks it into the center of the
advancing troops::
Jack Leirone: ::looks over at Weiss:: Why are you in
engineering, Ms. Weiss?
VAdm Blackthorne: Major, coordinate your fire with the
Discovery on two points, opposite one another.
MajorAZinthys: Aye, sir.
VAdm Blackthorne: One should be in firing range at all
times.
Lt TKirr: The stream is penetrating, but not
enough to heat the circuitry further.
Ens Nicole Weis: ::looks at jack:: I do
ntot know
WillFMarlowe: My god. ::looks down into a red mess seemingly
held together only a singed Starfleet uniform::
VAdm Blackthorne: Markus, keep one of the two targets
in range at all times.
Jack Leirone: ::turns silently back to what he was doing::
EnsAaron Markus: ::nods:: Aye sir.
MajorAZinthys: ::Instructs the Discovery's tactical
officer to do what he can to open up a hole::
LtDougMcKnight: Marine> ::Stands and fires several bursts
from his rifle into the semi-stalled troops formation, as everyone else takes
off running::
EnsAaron Markus: ::manuevers the ship accordingly::
8:30 PM
EnsAaron Markus: ::....very very slowly....::
Lt TKirr: ::keeps gamma stream steady, weakly
penetrating the hull::
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> The drilling ships start
to break through the starbase's outer hull.
MajorAZinthys: Sir, they're breaching the outer
hull.
WillFMarlowe: Up on biobed one! Now! Nelson, bring me a burn
tray, a surgical tray, and a cortical stimulator.
Lt jg D Ellis: There has to be a better way to do
this
Lt TKirr: <<Woo, Swiss cheese
starbase>>
VAdm Blackthorne: Structural integrity of the
starbase?
Lt TKirr: <<Is there any corti left,
Marlowe? =P>>
MajorAZinthys: Where they're drilling, it's down to
20%
WillFMarlowe: Techs> ::heave the man onto the biobed,
taking great care not to spill on the deck::
Jack Leirone: ::loves it when shields and warp core are at
full power:: Nosaj, good job down there.
Kiley Airell: ::taps her fingers absent mindely on
the chair, wishing she could be doing more::
VAdm Blackthorne: That can easily spread...
Ens Nicole Weis: +Will+ sir, where do you
need me?
MajorAZinthys: ::nods::
Jack Leirone: Caderiz> Thank you sid.
MajorAZinthys: It may not be safe here anymore.
Jack Leirone: *sir
WillFMarlowe: <<Corti? Did I miss something?>>
Lt jg D Ellis: +TKirr+ What if we laced the
weapons with gamma rad.?
Lt TKirr: <<As if it was two minutes
ago>>
VAdm Blackthorne: The spacedoors are shut.
MajorAZinthys: Well, it's obviously not safe what
with being shot at and all, but...
Lt TKirr: +Ellis+ It must be directed at the
circuitry inside. It only affects that specific material enough to do damage.
WillFMarlowe: +Weis+ Immediately.
Ens Nicole Weis: +will+ I'm coming sir
WillFMarlowe: <<Zuh? Sorry, I've got a fever.>>
Lt TKirr: <<I'll tell you later, not
important>>
Ens Nicole Weis: ::heads out of ME feeling
weird and starts to run up to sickbay::
Lt TKirr: I need another entrance, Zinthys.
Lt jg D Ellis: +TKirr+ There has to be a way to
cut though the outer shell easier
MajorAZinthys: I'm tryin'
MajorAZinthys: ::Focuses his attacks where Kirr is
pointing the gamma ray::
EnsAaron Markus: ::keeps the ship lined up::
LtDougMcKnight: Marines> ::Fall back to a position behind
the protection of a security forcefield::
Jack Leirone: ::monitoring shields...still...nothing wrong::
Jack Leirone: ::wishes he was a marine::
Lt TKirr: +Ellis+ I wouldn't know it. The
circuitry is sensitive to gamma radiation. The basic crystalline structure is
not.
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> Discovery's weapons
weaken as she takes further damange, and Atlantis's shields start to fall.
MajorAZinthys: Discovery has taken heavy damage.
8:35 PM
Lt jg D Ellis: +TKirr+ But it's crystal right..
like glass.. turn up the heat and melt it.. or something
MajorAZinthys: Our shields are about done
Jack Leirone: ::sees shields start to fall:: Yay. Something
to do. ::goes to work rerouting power from holodecks into shields::
Ens Nicole Weis: ::walks into sickbay and
takes a look around::
WillFMarlowe: Okay, where do we . . . ::fluid spills onto the
bed and the deck after techs clip away the remains of the uniform:: GodDAMN it.
What am I supposed to do with this? Neural caliper.
VAdm Blackthorne: Instruct the dockmaster to open the
spacedoors, if possible.
Jack Leirone: Caderiz> What was that?
EnsAaron Markus: Aye, sir. ::sends the code to open spacedoors::
WillFMarlowe: Doctor Weis, I need an assist over here.
Lt TKirr: +Ellis+ The gamma passes through it.
It's not strong enough to weaken the hull structure to melt it.
Jack Leirone: Oh nothing. ::gets a little more power to
shields::
Lt TKirr: <<Holodecks, lol>>
Jack Leirone: ((who's usin' 'em now?))
Ens Nicole Weis: ::goes to will
immediately:: whats going on sir?
Lt TKirr: <<It's part of life support,
don't you know>>
WillFMarlowe: Nelson> ::places the neural caliper on the
man's forehead and activates it::
Jack Leirone: ((if someone is I'll cripple 'em and turn THEM
into shields))
Lt jg D Ellis: ::throws her hands up in
frustration::
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> The doors start to open,
but the left ones gets stuck on a drilling ship.
EnsAaron Markus: Only one is opening sir.
EnsAaron Markus: They're in the way.
Jack Leirone: ((do I smell fighter deployment?))
LtDougMcKnight: ::Multi-layered security forcefields manage to
stop the crystalline advance. Marines take up positions behind them, firing
back as the invaders hammer away at them::
Lt TKirr: ::keeps beam concentrated, but it's
losing power along with other ship systems::
MajorAZinthys: <<Only if it smells like
target practice>>
WillFMarlowe: ::begins to suture a perforated bowel:: THIS is
what's going on. ::nods to the patient lying on the biobed, open and steaming
like a baked potato::
Lt TKirr: I can't keep the stream maintained
much longer, Admiral.
VAdm Blackthorne: Is there enough room to maneuver
through one door?
Ens Nicole Weis: ::looks at the man and
starts to help him::
WillFMarlowe: God knows why he's still alive. His vitals are
fluctuating--stabilize him while I try to stop some of this bleeding.
EnsAaron Markus: If we can fit sideways...I'll get us through.
::measures::
MajorAZinthys: Starbase holes are down to 5%
structural integrity.
Jack Leirone: Caderiz> ::jokingly:: We could just reroute
power from life support into shields.
VAdm Blackthorne: What about the Discovery?
Jack Leirone: ::turns around:: Are you nuts?
Jack Leirone: Caderiz> A joke, Jack.
Ens Nicole Weis: what exactly happen to
him?
VAdm Blackthorne: ::stares at the huge Galaxy class on
the viewer::
EnsAaron Markus: ::checks:: No way sir.
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> The starbase gives the
abandon base order.
Jack Leirone: You're not funny. ::turns back around::
MajorAZinthys: She's a lost cause, sir.
EnsAaron Markus: The base is evacuating, sir.
Lt TKirr: ::struggles with power levels as the
gamma streams fizzles and dies::
VAdm Blackthorne: Not until Captain Santiago gives her
up she isn't.
8:40 PM
Lt TKirr: Gamma stream has failed.
Lt jg D Ellis: ::sees the gamma stream up and
die:: Damnit all to hell
EnsAaron Markus: Oh crap....just what we needed...
Jack Leirone: Caderiz> ::fantasizes about punching Jack in
the face::
MajorAZinthys: She'll need a complete refit, but
she can still spit.
Lt TKirr: ::wonders where she can get power
from::
WillFMarlowe: Damned if I know, poor bastard. ::finishes with
the bowel and starts to clear away some burned tissue deep inside the abdominal
cavity:
VAdm Blackthorne: Major, recall your Marines. No point
in having them defend a base we're abandoning.
MajorAZinthys: +McKnight+ Lieutenant, return to the
ship.
WillFMarlowe: ::flinches when blood spurts onto his uniform::
I think his pulse is dropping even further. See what you can do.
Ens Nicole Weis: ::feels bad for the guy
and wishes she could cheer everyone up::
Ens Nicole Weis: yes sir
LtDougMcKnight: +Zinthys+ Sir, with respect, we need to at
least stay and keep these bastards out until they have time to evacuate.
Ens Nicole Weis: ::starts working on the
guy, trying to bring his pusle up::
MajorAZinthys: +McKnight+ ::chews his lip:: You've
got five minutes until we blast these doors open so we can get out.
VAdm Blackthorne: You were reading my mind, Major.
WillFMarlowe: ::finally digs out a piece of shrapnel, still
hot enough to burn the tissue surrounding it::
EnsAaron Markus: Oh boy....
MajorAZinthys: I try.
EnsAaron Markus: Show off.
EnsAaron Markus: ::fingers still flying across helm panel::
WillFMarlowe: ::clears out some more of the burnt stuff and
sutures the deeply cut tissue:: How's he doing now?
8:45 PM
VAdm Blackthorne: Major, open that stuck door.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Keeps men at every point where the
crystalline troops are trying to gein entry, but orders most of them to a
single point on the Promenade, from where they can be quickly be beamed back::
MajorAZinthys: ::Fires some phaser shots at the
door::
Lt jg D Ellis: +Jack+ You wouldn't have an extra
battery laying around would you?
VAdm Blackthorne: Torpedos.
Ens Nicole Weis: ::checks his vitals::
he's doing a small bit better, but not stabilizing
EnsAaron Markus: ::manuevers Atlantis for a good shot::
MajorAZinthys: ::Shrugs::
MajorAZinthys: ::Fires a few good torps at it::
Jack Leirone: +Ellis+ Tons of 'em. why?
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> The door is convinced.
Lt jg D Ellis: +Jack+ We need to repower our
gamma ray
VAdm Blackthorne: Order Discovery out of here.
VAdm Blackthorne: Cover them.
MajorAZinthys: ::Forwards the admiral's command to
the Discovery, along with the promise of cover::
Lt jg D Ellis: ::suddenly feels like she's in the
middle of a Fantasic Four comic::
EnsAaron Markus: +Discovery+ Atlantis to Discovery, get out,
we'll cover.
MajorAZinthys: ::Tries to draw fire from the other
ship so she can make it out::
LtDougMcKnight: (Come on now, those were COSMIC rays.)
Lt jg D Ellis: (I know but I used the Hulk thing
last time)
Jack Leirone: Nosaj, batteries. Let's go. ::grabs some
batteries, heads for location of gamma ray::
LtDougMcKnight: (Ah, fair enough.)
EnsAaron Markus: <<scratch my last i guess >>
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> Discovery starts to move
through the doors.
MajorAZinthys: Should we give 'em a push?
Jack Leirone: Caderiz> Okay. ::grabs some batteries,
follows Jack-aruski::
Lt TKirr: <<gamma stream is projected from
main deflector>>
EnsAaron Markus: ::smiles at the Major::
Kiley Airell: ::grinz to the Major::
WillFMarlowe: ::nods and digs out another piece of shrapnel::
You may have to give him another dose of adrenaline in a moment.
VAdm Blackthorne: It'd be nice if they'd hurry.
Jack Leirone: ::takes TL::
Ens Nicole Weis: yes sir ::prepares the
adrenaline hypo::
VAdm Blackthorne: Do we (and they) still have warp?
MajorAZinthys: We're losing shields on the aft port
side.
Lt jg D Ellis: Man I hope he has a lot and knows
how to jerryrig a jump start
VAdm Blackthorne: Spread out the power even thinner.
Jack Leirone: Norton Plef Clemmons, Eng. scrub #1!!>
::begins to reroute power from Jack's ego to port side shields::
8:50 PM
Lt TKirr: <<rofl Jack>>
WillFMarlowe: ::sutures another few inches of horribly
slashed tissue, then looks at Nelson:: Suction.
MajorAZinthys: <<Damn, that could power the
ship for months>>
VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> Discovery clears the
doors and gets the hell out of Dodge.
EnsAaron Markus: ::manuevers ship to cover the aft port side
from the crystal ship::
MajorAZinthys: <<Talk about a renewable
energy source...>>
MajorAZinthys: They're out!
Jack Leirone: ((it's a scientific breakthrough!!!)
Lt TKirr: <<No, that's Matrix>>
Kiley Airell: ((LOL))
MajorAZinthys: Back us outta here.
VAdm Blackthorne: HEad for the door.
WillFMarlowe: All right. ::looks at his hands, which are, of
course, all red 'n sticky:: Scan him for more internal bleeding, please,
doctor.
EnsAaron Markus: ::sets course and hits 'engage':: On our
way...Somebody don't forget to pick up the good Lt. on the way out...
Jack Leirone: ::installs batteries:: +Ellis+ Batteries
installed.
MajorAZinthys: Damn! We losing the starboard bow
shields now...
Ens Nicole Weis: ::scans the man::
MajorAZinthys: +McKnight+ Lieutenant return now.
Lt TKirr: +Ellis+ T'Kirr to Ellis. We don't have
power to maintain sufficient weapons power to keep a breach open. The gamma
stream at this point is irrelevant.
MajorAZinthys: Bastards are spreading it around so
we don't have a good side.
Jack Leirone: Caderiz> ::notices he brought extra
batteries, filches some for personal use::
EnsAaron Markus: ::spins the ship to hide the starboard side::
LtDougMcKnight: +Zinthys+ Sure thing, sir. Just as soon as you
drop those shields.
Lt TKirr: <<Better than a breach,
Zinth>>
Lt jg D Ellis: That woman just loves to shot down
everything under the sun, doesn't she.. ::sighs and sinks into a chair::
Ens Nicole Weis: there isn't any internal
bleeding showing up on the scan sir
Lt TKirr: <<As if I have a choice.
=P>>
WillFMarlowe: Are his vitals stable, more or less?
Lt jg D Ellis: (lol.)
EnsAaron Markus: Keep this up and I'll get dizzy...
Ens Nicole Weis: more or less sir
MajorAZinthys: Admiral? We need to lower the
shields to get our men back on board.
Lt jg D Ellis: +Jack+ Thanks Jack..
LtDougMcKnight: ::Orders all his men to fall back. The security
force fields will have to keep them out::
VAdm Blackthorne: Do it.
MajorAZinthys: ::Quickly lowers the shields::
Lt TKirr: <<You'd think we'd have the
technology by now to beam through shields, but no...>>
MajorAZinthys: ::Beams his marines back on board::
WillFMarlowe: Let's see if we can close him up a little. . .
. ::starts to examine the man, finding enough flesh to suture in some spots but
failing to uncover two skin cells to rub together in others::
8:55 PM
EnsAaron Markus: ::makes sure the least torn up part of the ship
is toward the crystal ship::
Jack Leirone: ((I'm sure Jack's ego could be a resource in
developing such technology))
MajorAZinthys: ::Brings the shields back online...
paltry as they are::
LtDougMcKnight: (Technically, I'm not sure why you couldn't.
Supposedly, you can get past the sheilds if you know the modulation. You'd
think any ship would know theeir own modulation.)
Ens Nicole Weis: ::feels alittle sick from
the blood and skin::
MajorAZinthys: <<Hey! No finding
holes.>>
Jack Leirone: ((Okay. Someone get the manual for this bucket.))
Lt jg D Ellis: ::throwing swedish fish into the
hole she made in the floor::
Lt jg D Ellis: ::wonders what's below the sci
lab::
Kiley Airell: ((LOL, you'd like McKnight))
Lt TKirr: <<rofl Ellis>>
WillFMarlowe: ::sensing Weis' minor discomfort without
looking up:: Steady as she goes, doctor, we're almost through. ::finishes
suturing what he can:: Bring me a stasis chamber, Nelson. On the double.
LtDougMcKnight: (Everyone likes McKnight.)
LtDougMcKnight: (Well, Drake hates him. But no one cares.)
MajorAZinthys: <<::Laughs::>>
Ens Nicole Weis: I know sir, I'm just not
really into the blood and cutting people up thing
Lt jg D Ellis: Swedish fish> ::landing on
McKinghts desk from the hole in his ceiling::
WillFMarlowe: There. ::stands up straight and stretches while
Nelson and a few techs gather the man into the casket-like stasis chamber,
where he will await more complete treatment::
EnsAaron Markus: <<LOL>>
Jack Leirone: ((I didn't know you could NPC candy!))
Jack Leirone: ((Mambas> ::attack crystal ship and save the
day:)
Lt TKirr: ::awaits more power, but realizes
there is none::
Lt jg D Ellis: (what is a mamba?)
Lt TKirr: ::tracks movements of the small
crystal ships::
Jack Leirone: ((candy))
9:00 PM
MajorAZinthys: ::Fires at the crystals to
discourage pursuit::
Kiley Airell: ((never heard of them))
Lt jg D Ellis: (I figured that much, lol, what
kind?)
Jack Leirone: ((They're kinda like starburst but different.
I'm sorry. I should have joked with a candy everyone knows.))
Ens Nicole Weis: ::wonders about the man
on the biobed
Kiley Airell: ((LOL, that would have been helpful))
WillFMarlowe: ::walks over to a small rectangular panel in
the wall and taps an opener with his elbow:: I know how you feel. ::looks
around to make sure there's no one else in earshot, then at Weis, and speaks in
a low voice::
LtDougMcKnight: ::Trudges back into his office, and immediately
looks to his desk:: Hey, free candy. Sweet.
WillFMarlowe: To tell you the truth, I passed out midway
through my first operation.
MajorAZinthys: <<Gingerbread Men> ::Pick
up pitchforks and chase Jack's ego::>>
Kiley Airell: ((Hey all . . . I have to go, I have
to get up early in the morn! ))
WillFMarlowe: Nelson> ::checks the man's vitals again as
his stasis chamber is secured in a small alcove off sickbay::
Ens Nicole Weis: ::gasps and looks at
him:: are you serious? :in a low voice::
VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
Jack Leirone: ((Jelly Bellys> ::pelt the gingerbread men::
))
Ens Nicole Weis: ::Paused::
Lt TKirr: ::pauses::
Lt jg D Ellis: pasued
WillFMarlowe: ::paused::
Kiley Airell: ::paused::
EnsAaron Markus: ::Paused::
MajorAZinthys: ::blows into whistle::
LtDougMcKnight: So...we tried talking to them. Can we call in
the fleet and beat their shiny asses now?
MajorAZinthys: Attention!
Kiley Airell: ::AA::
Jack Leirone: ::AA::
LtDougMcKnight: ::AA::
Lt TKirr: ::AA::
Ens Nicole Weis: ::AA::
Lt jg D Ellis: ::AA::
EnsAaron Markus: ::AA::
WillFMarlowe: ::AA::
VAdm Blackthorne: Well, good sim everyone.
LtDougMcKnight: Damned fucking cat won't get away from the
screen.
VAdm Blackthorne: No announcements tonight, so, Major?
Ens Nicole Weis: wow, anger
MajorAZinthys: Dismissed!!
Jack Leirone: KITTY!!! ::runs over and pets kitty::
MajorAZinthys: Hey, don't bother the cat while it's
fucking
Lt TKirr: Go see Airell, McKnight.
9:05 PM
Ens Nicole Weis: ::shakes head at jack::
Ens Nicole Weis: LOL
Ens Nicole Weis: eww
Jack Leirone: So I like kitties.
Lt jg D Ellis: who gets to tell Suli that McKight
ate her swedish fish if she comes back? ::laughs::
MajorAZinthys: ...