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: SIM ALREADY


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?>>

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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::

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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 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::


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::


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?)


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::


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: 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: ...