AIM Chat with MajorAZinthys.

7:29 PM

MajorAZinthys: hi

Ian Blackthorne: Hello

LtCdrHDucaine has joined this chat.

7:30 PM

LtCdrHDucaine: Woot, good showing tonight...

Cmdr Shelev has joined this chat.

LtCdrHDucaine: Commander! ::waves::

Cmdr Shelev: Lieutenant

LtCdrHDucaine: ::stares:: Don't demote me like that.

Dan Duc Williams has joined this chat.

LtCdrHDucaine: Little Brother!

Dan Duc Williams: thank ye big bro

Dan Duc Williams: ::waves to everybody then goes afk::

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Lt TKirr: Lol half awake.. spent 2min wondering why my chat room wouldn't open...

7:35 PM

Lt TKirr: Then it occurred to me, duh, I gotta sign on first..


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MajDougMcKnight: (Hey, guys. Sorry I'm late.)

LtCdrHDucaine: It's all good.

Ian Blackthorne: Okay, let's get this show started.

Ian Blackthorne: Commander?

Cmdr Shelev: ::tweeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet::

Lt TKirr: ::AA::

Dan Duc Williams: ::AA::]\

MajDougMcKnight: ::AA::

Dan Duc Williams: ((has returned))

LtCdrHDucaine: ::@@::

Ian Blackthorne: Okay, tonight the Atlantis is fast approaching the coordinates given by the Xindi for their convoy.

Ian Blackthorne: They've moved a little distance from their colony, but not far.

Ian Blackthorne: Questions?

7:40 PM

Cmdr Shelev: Where did we park?

Dan Duc Williams: ::raises hand::

Ian Blackthorne: Dan?

Dan Duc Williams: Do we free Xindi stuff if we act nice and show up on time? ::likes free stuff::

Ian Blackthorne: ::zaps with the cattleprod::

Lt TKirr: ::smirks::

Dan Duc Williams: Ow...

Ian Blackthorne: Okay then.

Ian Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM

Dan Duc Williams: ::does not like cattleprods::

Ian Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM

Ian Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM

Dan Duc Williams: ::is... in his quarters and not in engineering::

LtCdrHDucaine: Dan! I need a repair report to make sure we're good to go. Kendricks fixed the primary induction manifold and I think that was the last thing on the list. ::taps a PADD::

Ian Blackthorne: ::on the bridge, watching the tactical picture on the main viewer::

LtCdrHDucaine: Jeddin> He's not here.

LtCdrHDucaine: What?

Cmdr Shelev: ::On bridge, watching the approach route.::

MajDougMcKnight: (Woah! The Vulcan smirked! Evil parallel universe twin!)

Lt TKirr: ::walks onto the bridge, having just been by Fighter Bay to check on final refits of the vessels, PADD in hand::

LtCdrHDucaine: Jeddin> He's not here.

LtCdrHDucaine: +Dan+ Ducaine to Williams.

Dan Duc Williams: ::wanders out of his quarters and into a TL:: Engineering.

Dan Duc Williams: +Houston+ Yeah Chief?

MajorAZinthys: ::Is in his office, working on new tactics::

Lt TKirr: ::crosses the Command Deck, glancing at the viewer, then holding out the PADD to Blackthorne::

LtCdrHDucaine: +Dan+ Get your ass down here.

Ian Blackthorne: ::turns to T'Kirr::

Ian Blackthorne: ::takes the PADD and looks at it::

7:45 PM

Dan Duc Williams: ::chuckles as the turbolift doors open:: +Houston+ Yes mother.

Lt TKirr: With considerable effort of Engineering, the Mustangs have been fully refitted.

Dan Duc Williams: ::wanders into engineering and smiles at Houston:: You rang m'lord?

Ian Blackthorne: This is the extended shielding that was spoken of?

MajDougMcKnight: ::Out in C&C, dispatching marines to all the empty cargo bays and transporter rooms. It won't be long now before they're taking people onboard, and may need to practice some serious crowd control::

Lt TKirr: ::nods:: I've instructed Ensign Logan through various simulations how to maintain the PST shielding from here.

LtCdrHDucaine: I need a repair report to make sure we're good to go. Kendricks fixed the primary induction manifold and I think that was the last thing on the list.

LtCdrHDucaine: ::hands him a PADD::

Ian Blackthorne: Excellent work, Commander. I look forward to seeing the system in action.

Dan Duc Williams: ::takes the PADD and looks it over:: Didn't I leave one of these on your desk?

Lt TKirr: It will only be effective for several kilometers around Atlantis, but it will increase the Mustang shield strength by twelve to twenty percent.

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Ian Blackthorne: Excellent.

LtCdrHDucaine: Yes, and I've revised it and asked for more info. Go. ::shoos him away::

Dan Duc Williams: ((::waves:)

LtCdrHDucaine: {{Kiley! ::Waves::}}

Kiley Airell: (Sorry I'm late, I totally lost track of time)

Ian Blackthorne: ((Hi Kiley)

Lt TKirr: <<Hi Kiley!>>

Dan Duc Williams: ::shruggs:: Meh. ::wanders off, reading the PADD as he walks::

MajorAZinthys: <<Hey, JT>>

LtCdrHDucaine: ::moves into his office:: +Airell+ Ducaine to Airell. ::Staring at a manifest PADD::

Ian Blackthorne: Station, Commander. We're approaching the Xindi convoy. I'd like some long-range scans.

7:50 PM

Kiley Airell: +Ducaine+ What can I do for you Commander?

Lt TKirr: ::moves to her station::

LtCdrHDucaine: +Airell+ I'd like to speak to you in my office if you have a free moment.

Dan Duc Williams: ::reads over the PADD as he taps the console, checking things:: Hey Ms. Potter, did you happen to get the port-side thrusters re-aligned?

LtCdrHDucaine: Potter> Two hours ago.

Kiley Airell: +Ducaine+I'm on my way. ::wonders what the new Cheif Engineer wants. Heads out of her office to Engineering::

Dan Duc Williams: ::smiles:: Wonderful, thats what I thought. ::taps the PADD and looks it over again:: Micro-probes... hmm...

Lt TKirr: ::reading results of long-range scans::

Ian Blackthorne: ::watches the tactical display:: Less than ten minutes. ::To no one in particular::

7:55 PM

Kiley Airell: ::enters Engineering and looks around for a minute, then heads to the CE's office::

Cmdr Shelev: Prep for boarding admiral?

MajDougMcKnight: ACTION> Sensors reveal the presence of 67 ships of eclectic build, spread out over several kilometers of space. Damage is opbvious on many, even from long range. Multiple sensor contacts show that Atlantis' approach had been

Dan Duc Williams: ::looks over and sees Kiley go into his bro's office:: Boy he's not wasting much time or effort. ::goes back to his work::

Ian Blackthorne: Not yet, let's see what they need.

Kiley Airell: You wished to see me Commander?

MajDougMcKnight: detected. 5 ships in particular, what looks like a cruiser and 4 destroyers, have their weapons powered up.

LtCdrHDucaine: Ah, yes, Ms. Airell, thank you for coming and seeing me. I've got a matter of business I'd like you to think about.

Lt TKirr: I have the convoy. We've been detected by the Machen Bren nearby as well.

LtCdrHDucaine: Please, have a seat. ::motions to the chair opposite his desk::

Lt TKirr: <<I assume that's what you mean, McKnight>>

MajorAZinthys: ::taps:: +Doug+ Major, what's your status?

MajDougMcKnight: (D'oh! No Machen Bren! Those are Xindi escort ships! Sorry, that was unclear!)

Lt TKirr: <<LOL magic edit then>>

Kiley Airell: ::sits down:: What business is this?

Dan Duc Williams: ::hears a beep go off and looks over:: Oh fun, ships. ::finishes his report and starts making it look pretty and organized, debating to draw cute pictures on it but realizes he can't draw::

Ian Blackthorne: How do they look?

LtCdrHDucaine: My crew is a bit... edgy.

Kiley Airell: At the moment, that is to be expected.

MajDougMcKnight: +Zinthys+ I've already sent marines to do crowd control at all likely beam in points. And we have 3 platoons mobilized for immediate deployment, at your command, sir.

Lt TKirr: They have sustained damage, but all vessels appear to be intact. ::pauses:: They have powered weapons.

MajorAZinthys: +Doug+ Good. how are the drills coming?

Ian Blackthorne: Yellow alert.

Ian Blackthorne: Likely precautionary, but we can be as well.

MajorAZinthys: ::Stands::

8:00 PM

MajorAZinthys: ::Heads out for the TL::

MajorAZinthys: ::enters:: Deck 1.

MajDougMcKnight: +Zinthys+ Suspended at this point, but you have my assurance, these men are ready. Though...we seem to have bigger problems at the moment, sir.

Lt TKirr: I'm reading a total of 67 ships. Four destroyers, possibly one cruiser.

Dan Duc Williams: ::sees the yellow alert as he finishes his PADD:: Well now, that would be interesting. ::wanders over to Houston's office, knocks casually::

Cmdr Shelev: +Shipwide+ Yellow alert, action stations.

MajorAZinthys: +Doug+ It would seem that way. I'm on my way to the bridge.

LtCdrHDucaine: Yes, but I fear that the continued pressure is going to be detrimental to further endeavours undertaken.

LtCdrHDucaine: ::sees Dan:: Yes, Ensign?

MajorAZinthys: ::TL stops, doors open::

MajorAZinthys: ::Relieves Ensign Skitz from Tactical::

Kiley Airell: Looks like our conversation just got cut short. I will see what I can do. If you find a particular person that needs attention immediately, let me know.

LtCdrHDucaine: {{S Hey Skitz! Where's Chaos?!}}

Dan Duc Williams: Sorry for interrupting. ::hands Houston the PADD:: Were good to go on the repairs. Were also on yellow alert, but we'll take care of it unless it goes to red. ::heads out::

Ian Blackthorne: Drop from warp.

MajorAZinthys: <<Why don't you ask him?>>

MajDougMcKnight: ACTION> Atlantis receives incoming hail.

MajorAZinthys: Sir, we're being hailed.

LtCdrHDucaine: Thank you, Lieutenant. Your expertise is much appreciated. ::motions to the door::

Kiley Airell: ::stands and heads out. Hurries up to the bridge::

Ian Blackthorne: ::stands and clasps his hands behind his back in the standard SF "We are being hailed" pose:: On screen.

MajorAZinthys: ::puts the comm on the viewscreen::

Dan Duc Williams: ::heads over to his station, smiles broadly at Jeddin:: Did ya miss me?

MajDougMcKnight: ACTION> A humanoid face appears on the screen. The stress is evident in his demeanor, but his gaze is resolute.

8:05 PM

LtCdrHDucaine: Jeddin> How couldn't I have? ::looks at him dryly and returns to his work::

LtCdrHDucaine: ::strolls out into Engineering::

MajDougMcKnight: Xindi> What? Well, you don't look like a Machen Bren? Please state your identity and purpose here, before I'm forced to order my ships to open fire.

MajDougMcKnight: (Er...scratch that second question mark.)

Kiley Airell: ::exits the TL onto the bridge and moves to her seat::

Dan Duc Williams: ::sees Houston and nods, going back to random engineering stuff::

Ian Blackthorne: This is Vice Admiral Ian Blackthorne of the Federation Starship Atlantis. We have received your request for escort and asylum in our space, and are here to help.

MajorAZinthys: ::Rolls his eyes at the screen::

Lt TKirr: ::watches the man on the screen, keeping an eye on sensors::

MajDougMcKnight: Xindi> ::Releases a breath and collapses in his chair, as if finally allowed to cease a task involving great effort:: Oh, thank the...all escorts, this is Tagan. Stand down weapons.

LtCdrHDucaine: Keaton> ::runs into Engineering:: Dad! Dad! Did you see the fleet of ships out there?!

LtCdrHDucaine: What?

LtCdrHDucaine: Keaton> The ships! There are like a bizillion of 'em!

LtCdrHDucaine: Keys, you know you're not supposed to be in Engineering.

LtCdrHDucaine: Keaton> But...!

LtCdrHDucaine: No, come on. ::ushers his son into his office::

Ian Blackthorne: What is it that your people need the most at this time, Tagan?

8:10 PM

Dan Duc Williams: ::blinks as he looks at Keaton:: He looks exactly like him. Who woulda guessed... ::trails off his thoughts::

MajDougMcKnight: Tagan> My apoligies, Admiral. None of us have ever seen a Federation ship, or uniform for that matter. We've all been on edge, especially after that last attack...but yes, of course. The matter at hand. Where is the rest of

MajDougMcKnight: your force?

MajorAZinthys: ::Raises eyebrows::

Lt TKirr: ::glances at Zinthys, then back to the screen::

Ian Blackthorne: We are the spearhead, as this is our fastest class of ship. Other ships will join us as we make our way.

LtCdrHDucaine: Jeddin> It is his son, you moron.

Cmdr Shelev: ::Works at the navcon to figure out the fastest route back to federation space given the estimated speed of the Xindi fleet.::

Dan Duc Williams: ::chuckles:: Do you even realize that me and Chief are brothers, moron? ::smiles::

MajDougMcKnight: Tagan> ::Arches both eyebrows, clearly alarmed:: I hope they're not sparing the dilithium, admiral! We can be expecting to encounter entire Machen Bren battle groups before long!

LtCdrHDucaine: Yes, as a matter of fact.

LtCdrHDucaine: JEddin> * ^

Kiley Airell: ::listens to the conversation::

Dan Duc Williams: ::smiles again:: Yeah, well I've never seen the kid before, never seen my nephew before for that matter. ::goes back to his work, humming a country song to himself::

8:15 PM

LtCdrHDucaine: Jeddin> ::rolls his eyes::

Ian Blackthorne: I'm aware of that. Atlantis is exceedingly capable in battle, and we are equipped with fighters as well.

MajDougMcKnight: Tagan> ::With some effort, manages to calm himself down:: My apoligies. My decorum has suffered of late. In the meantime, we would of course welcome whatever assistance you can offer.

MajDougMcKnight: Tagan> Our ships are all of them overcrowded, overworked, and many are in need of more than mere maintenence. We are beginning to experience general civilian unrest on a scale our peacekeeping forces are ill equipped to handle.

MajDougMcKnight: Tagan> There is a demand for food, water, and medical supplies, and we don't have enough of any to satisfy the uproar.

Lt TKirr: ::looking over her scans of the overall damage to the fleet and population counts::

Ian Blackthorne: ::nods slowly:: We have brought extra security forces, engineers, and doctors in anticipation of those problems.

8:20 PM

MajDougMcKnight: Tagan> Smiles and nods quickly before bringing a hand to his mouth, seemingly on the verge of tears, so powerful is the feeling of at least momentary relief that washes over him. Clearly

LtCdrHDucaine: Keaton> ::walks quickly from his dad's office and back into the corridor::

LtCdrHDucaine: ::walks out of his office:: Kids.

Dan Duc Williams: ::chuckles to himself::

MajDougMcKnight: , stress and lack of sleep are taking their toll:: It is, of course, a ludicrous statement of the obvious, but we are in your debt, Admiral.

Dan Duc Williams: There are alot of ships out there though, some looking pretty beat up

Ian Blackthorne: Don't worry about that. Let's get to business.

Lt TKirr: ::after reviewing the damage and population of each ship, sends a suggested evacuation list to tactical::

Ian Blackthorne: I'd like to get some initial work done before we start moving.

LtCdrHDucaine: Which means triple time for us, I'm sure.

MajDougMcKnight: Tagan> Yes, of course. Perhaps a conference of some sort would be most prudent?

LtCdrHDucaine: Have we gotten a repair list from the bridge, yet?

Dan Duc Williams: Nope ::shakes head::

MajorAZinthys: ::sees the list::

MajorAZinthys: ::quickly approximates some numbers::

Ian Blackthorne: Certainly. I'd like to invite you aboard Atlantis.

8:25 PM

Cmdr Shelev: ::Examines the list over Zinthys' shoulder::

MajorAZinthys: ::Turns toward T'Kirr and sees Shelev standing there::

Cmdr Shelev: Don't mind me.

Lt TKirr: <<He's over *your* shoulder, Zinthys >>

Cmdr Shelev: <<Failure>>

MajDougMcKnight: Tagan> ::Nods:: At this point, I believe I will welcome any chance for a change of surroundings. If you will provide meam in coordinates, I will be over momentarily, with a few of my aides?

Lt TKirr: <<Nm I think I get it, don't mind me>>

MajDougMcKnight: (beam)

Ian Blackthorne: Of course. Commander, please go have our transporter chief contact theirs and meet our guest.

Cmdr Shelev: Aye, admiral.

Cmdr Shelev: ::To TL:: Transporter room one.

MajorAZinthys: ::Eyes narrow briefly, looks at T'Kirr:: <vqw> Commander, how do you suggest we evacuate all these people to other already overcrowded ships?

Lt TKirr: <vqw> To ours, Major.

Cmdr Shelev: ::TL doors open::

Ian Blackthorne: Tagan. Our transporter chief will be standing by.

MajDougMcKnight: Tagan> Of course. Tagan out.

Cmdr Shelev: Chief, lock transporters along the subcarrier from the Xindi... flagship.

MajorAZinthys: <<brb, phone>>

8:30 PM

Ian Blackthorne: Helm, bring us into formation with the Xindi escort.

Cmdr Shelev: Chief Medeski> Aye, sir. ::To Xindi transporter chief.:: Xindi transport, please lock your signal onto ours, alert when ready for beam-in.

Lt TKirr: ::sends the convoy damage report to Engineering::

MajDougMcKnight: Tagan> +Transporter chief+ Our delegation is prepared for transport.

Cmdr Shelev: Chief, energize.

Cmdr Shelev: ::Crosses arms behind back and tries to look important.::

LtCdrHDucaine: I don't like this. ::mutters, staring at a screen::

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MajDougMcKnight: (How's that for timing, huh?)

Ian Blackthorne: (There would have been a commercial break there anyway.)

MajDougMcKnight: (lol, good point)

Dan Duc Williams: What about it bro?

MajDougMcKnight: Tagan> ::Takes one look at Shelev, before realizing he has no idea how to address him:: Er...hello. Allow me to introduce my entourage.

LtCdrHDucaine: It just doesn't feel right. I'm not sure I like the idea of having to fix an entire fleet when the possibility of an attack is looming. I don't want our people trapped over there during battle.

Cmdr Shelev: Certainly. Welcome to the U.S.S. Atlantis. Commander Shelev, at your service.

8:35 PM

Lt TKirr: <<lol, welcome to our ship. I'm Mr. Blueface>>

MajDougMcKnight: Tagan>::Turns back to two men flanking him, dressed as he is, in some sort of long coat, evidently the nicest they could drum up on short notice.:: Delighted.

Dan Duc Williams: Yeah, well I guess thats a risk we'll have to take.

Cmdr Shelev: <<insert witty retort here>>

MajDougMcKnight: This is Talan, our current fleet quartermaster, and Jinan, my present scientific advisor. And I am Tagan son of, Tehrat, somehow tasked with overseeing this nightmare.

Ian Blackthorne: Major, senior staff to conference room one.

LtCdrHDucaine: ::nods:: That it is.

Dan Duc Williams: I dont mind chillin on another ship, though it could get interesting. ::looks:: What is?

LtCdrHDucaine: A risk.

LtCdrHDucaine: {{Hey, guys, I've got to go back to work so I have to jet out.}}

Cmdr Shelev: +Blackthorne+ The delegation is aboard, Admiral. Permission to escort them to the bridge?

Lt TKirr: <<See ya>>

MajDougMcKnight: (Alrighty, night Brad.)

LtCdrHDucaine: {{Please, someone send me a chat log for the rest. ::looks at T'Kirr:: Please.}}

Lt TKirr: <<Np>>

Cmdr Shelev: <<You'll get one on the mailstring >>

Ian Blackthorne: +Shelev+ Granted.

Ian Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM

Ian Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM

Ian Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM

Lt TKirr: ::pauses::

Kiley Airell: ::pauses::

MajDougMcKnight: ::paused::

Cmdr Shelev: ::paused::

8:40 PM

Dan Duc Williams: ::pauseded::

Ian Blackthorne: Commander?

Dan Duc Williams: ((peace houston))

Cmdr Shelev: ::tweeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeet::

Dan Duc Williams: ::At Attention Sah!::

Kiley Airell: ::AA::

MajDougMcKnight: ::AA::

Lt TKirr: ::AA::

LtCdrHDucaine: ::@@::

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Ian Blackthorne: Well done. Next week we figure out how to get this mess on the road.

Ian Blackthorne: Lots of work to do, so don't miss it!

Lt TKirr: ::raises hand::

Ian Blackthorne: T'Kirr?

Lt TKirr: I don't have to share my quarters with an Aquatic, do I?

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Ian Blackthorne: No. We likely won't be housing Xindi on Atlantis.

Lt TKirr: Oh okies.

Ian Blackthorne: That's all I have for this week. Commander?

Cmdr Shelev: Dismissed!

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