You have just entered room "celestialprime."
Kiley Airell: (test)
Lt TKirr: Greetings, Admiral.
CaptKylePierce: :-)
Dan Duc Williams: (still brb, putting laundry in)
Lt TKirr: You mean afk?
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RhianaDeineyra has entered the room.
RhianaDeineyra: (test)
CaptKylePierce: You passed both times, Kiley.
Lt TKirr: Fail
RhianaDeineyra: Things are now working right
MajDougMcKnight has entered the room.
MajDougMcKnight: (Hey, new face?)
CaptKylePierce: Your one from Airell came up too.
Lt TKirr: ::walks over and tugs on Blackthorne's sleeve:: Shelev wants to put me in jail... O.o
RhianaDeineyra: Yeah, but I wasn't testing if it would show in the room ;-)
Cmdr Shelev: No, I want to deport you.
Lt TKirr: ::tears up, lip trembling*
Cmdr Shelev: Don't worry, it won't happen until we reach spacedock.
VAdm Blackthorne: Hey folks.
Lt TKirr: Oh, fine then... no worries... ::rolls eyes::
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VAdm Blackthorne: Get in the jail.
LtCdrHDucaine has entered the room.
Lt TKirr: ::visibly wilts and shuffles away::
VAdm Blackthorne: Okay, let's get this show on the road. Commander?
Cmdr Shelev: ::tweeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeet::
MajDougMcKnight: ::AA::
RhianaDeineyra: ::AA::
MajorAZinthys: ::Comes to attention::
LtCdrHDucaine: ::@@::
Lt TKirr: ::AA::
VAdm Blackthorne: Okay, tonight we're trying to get this convoy underway. Each department has been assigned duties and there's a lot to do.
VAdm Blackthorne: Is everyone clear on their department's job?
Lt TKirr: ::nods::
RhianaDeineyra: Aye Aye Cap-i-tan ;-)
Cmdr Shelev: I'm not but I don't have a department so I guess that's normal.
Kiley Airell has entered the room.
VAdm Blackthorne: Okay then.
VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
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Cmdr Shelev: ::returning to bridge after seeing the xindi delegation off.::
Lt TKirr: ::in Cargo Bay Two, overseeing the replication process of supplies::
MajorAZinthys: ::Standing at Tactical::
MajorAZinthys: ::going over the updated technical specs of the Xindi craft::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::on the bridge, looking at the stationary convoy on the viewer::
Kiley Airell: ::wonders how to keep the morale of so many people up::
LtCdrHDucaine: {{BRB}}
Cmdr Shelev: ::Doors from TL open onto bridge::
VAdm Blackthorne: Commander.
Cmdr Shelev: Well, at least something is moving figuratively.
VAdm Blackthorne: I don't like sitting here.
Cmdr Shelev: You and a few thousand others.
MajorAZinthys: ::Keeping an eye on the long-range scans for MB::
MajDougMcKnight: ::Stands in C&C, glancing over the dots on the display screen which represent the ships of the Xindi fleet, a few red ones indicating open riots. A PADD in hand indicates the precise nature of the disturbances in more detail::
VAdm Blackthorne: We're sitting ducks.
Cmdr Shelev: Correction; THEY'RE sitting ducks. We need to get them in our protective range.
Lt TKirr: EnsLogan> ::trots over to T'Kirr and passes a PADD over:: We've got the next batch ready for transport.
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VAdm Blackthorne: Yeah, we do.
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LtCdrHDucaine: {{:back::}}
VAdm Blackthorne: ::taps his foot::
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Cmdr Shelev: Do we have any comm activity with anyone besides the flagship? Going through diplomats to order ships around is going to get old really fast.
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Lt TKirr: ::glances at the report:: I'll take care of it. Assist Ellis with the assemblage of medical for the next transport.
MajDougMcKnight: (Sorry about that. Anyone get the one post I managed before I got booted?)
MajorAZinthys: <<yeah>>
Lt TKirr: <<Yeah in C&C>>
MajDougMcKnight: (Great, thanks.)
MajDougMcKnight: +Blackthorne+ McKnight to bridge.
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LtCdrHDucaine: ::looks at his roster and data sheet::
Cmdr Shelev: +McKnight+ Bridge.
VAdm Blackthorne: ::stands and paces::
Kiley Airell has entered the room.
LtCdrHDucaine: Dan!
Kiley Airell: ((grrr . . . back))
Lt TKirr: ::picks up a ready PADD and hands it to him:: This is the replication ratio for the Dukati.
Lt TKirr: EnsLogan> ::nods and runs off::
MajDougMcKnight: +Shelev+ Commander, I've just been looking over these reports I got from the head of the local security forces. They don't look so good.
VAdm Blackthorne: ::listens in::
Cmdr Shelev: +McKnight+ You don't have to give them that much credit.
LtCdrHDucaine: ::looks at the console in Engineering and looks at the repair reports:: This is going to take forever.
LtCdrHDucaine: {{We're allowed to go to other ships in the convoy, right?}}
Cmdr Shelev: +McKnight+ I was expecting to hear the word "near disaster" in that sentence.
VAdm Blackthorne: ((Yep, rather hard to fix them if you don't.))
Lt TKirr: <<lol>>
MajDougMcKnight: +Shelev+ Most of the trouble so far seems to stem from the lack of immediate access to food and water. We have the supplies, but overcrowding as well as the disorder over there make it impossible at present to find an adequate beam
LtCdrHDucaine: {{:-P}}
Cmdr Shelev: (( remote desktop + telephone ))
LtCdrHDucaine: +Dan+ Ducaine to Williams.
MajDougMcKnight: in site. Request permission to load up the runabout with some supplies and a squad of marines to secure the immediate area when we dock. Even a few handouts might help stabilize the situation until a more permenent fix can be
MajorAZinthys: <<Tech support?>>
MajDougMcKnight: arranged.
Cmdr Shelev: +McKnight+ Stand by.
MajDougMcKnight: +Shelev+ Aye, sir.
LtCdrHDucaine: ::frowns and grabs a kit:: There are some relatively minor repairs that need some fixing on the Aszmere. I'll be back.
LtCdrHDucaine: ::walks into the nearest turbolifT:: Transporter Room Two.
LtCdrHDucaine: ::zooms!::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::looks to Shelev::
Kiley Airell: ::knows the best way to keep morale up, is to make sure that the people were fed and felt as safe as possible. Putting on a good face of security would be crucial::
Cmdr Shelev: +T'Kirr+ Commander, how are we looking on food and water. Enough for one of the ships yet?
LtCdrHDucaine: ::walks out onto the deck and into the transporter room::
LtCdrHDucaine: ::gives the Chief the notes and steps onto the pad, nods:: Energize.
Lt TKirr: +Shelev+ Yes, I am about to transport it to the Gurrnal now.
Cmdr Shelev: +McKnight+ Bridge to McKnight. Is this the Gurrnal we're talking about?
Dan Duc Williams: ::appears magically somewhere::
LtCdrHDucaine: ::transports to the Aszmere::
LtCdrHDucaine: @ ::walks into the main Engineering bay::
Lt TKirr: ::waits patiently::
LtCdrHDucaine: Jeddin> You, boy! ::to Dan::
Cmdr Shelev: +T'Kirr+ Stand by. The marines may have other plans for the current shipment.
LtCdrHDucaine: @ ::starts fiddling with a console he was directed to by one of the Xindi::
Dan Duc Williams: ::looks over:: Yes'um?
Lt TKirr: +Shelev+ Acknowledged, standing by.
LtCdrHDucaine: Jeddin> The Chief wants you working on the deflector array on the Al-tonan.
Dan Duc Williams: ::nods:: Well alright then, I'll head on over there. ::grabs a repair kit and frolicks towards the TL::
MajDougMcKnight: +Shelev+ No, sir. The Gunral is stable enough for regular transport. I thought I'd start with the Degra. Just show some muscle, hand out some food, get people calmed down enough that we can beam in larger quantities later.
VAdm Blackthorne: Commander, find out when we can get this moving.
Cmdr Shelev: Aye, admiral.
LtCdrHDucaine: Jeddin> Crazy...
LtCdrHDucaine: @ ::starts working on the sensor palette interface::
Cmdr Shelev: +T'Kirr+ Bridge to T'Kirr; we need a shipment of food for the Degra, as the situation there is getting worse. Stand by to meet with McKnight.
Lt TKirr: +Shelev+ Understood. Shall I transport it to the Shuttlebay instead?
Dan Duc Williams: ::enters TL and stands on the platform::
Cmdr Shelev: +McKnight+ Bridge to McKnight, I'm authorizing an armed away team to the Degra. Please contact Commander T'Kirr to arrange for foodstuffs to be supplied. Out.
VAdm Blackthorne: ::looking rather impatient::
Dan Duc Williams: ::beams off to the Al-Tonan::
LtCdrHDucaine: @ What the hell? This is horrible workmanship... ::realizes he needs to keep his voice down::
Cmdr Shelev: +Ducaine+ Atlantis to Ducaine. How bad does it look?
LtCdrHDucaine: @ +Shelev+ This ship isn't as bad, but I've heard some reports about others being pretty bad.
Dan Duc Williams: # ::materializes and starts wandering towards engineering, stopping first to get directions::
Lt TKirr: Gurrnal TPChief> +T'Kirr+ Atlantis, is the shipment ready?
Cmdr Shelev: +Ducaine+ Do you have numbers for us yet?
LtCdrHDucaine: @ +Shelev+ Numbers, sir?
MajDougMcKnight: ::Motions to lieutenant O'Grady:: Put together a squad, and meet me in shuttlebay one.
Cmdr Shelev: +Ducaine+ How many hours?
LtCdrHDucaine: @ +Shelev+ Another six. We're working as hard as we can, Commander.
Dan Duc Williams: # ::wanders into their engineering and heads towards a console and starts working on the deflector array::
LtCdrHDucaine: @ ::pulls out a punctured set of conduits and quickly motions for someone to find him a replacement::
Lt TKirr: ::looks up, taking a deep breath:: +Gurrnal TPChief+ It will be ready soon. Some is being diverted for an emergency situation. Please stand by.
Cmdr Shelev: +Ducaine+ Well, if it helps prioritize matters, we need to get these ships under our protective arc within the next hour.
MajDougMcKnight: +T'Kirr+ Commander, I trust you've been made aware of the Degra supply run. Do you require any help getting the supplies moved?
LtCdrHDucaine: @ ::sighs:: +Shelev+ I'll see what I can do, Commander.
Lt TKirr: +McKnight+ I am prepared to beam it directly to the Shuttle Bay, if you wish.
Cmdr Shelev: +Ducaine+ Thank you, I'll leave you to your work. Out.
Lt TKirr: ::moves from the console and peers around stacks of crates::
LtCdrHDucaine: @ God damn it all to fuckin' hell. Nothing like the proverbial monkey wrench...
LtCdrHDucaine: @ +Dan+ Ducaine to Williams.
MajDougMcKnight: +T'Kirr+ That would be splendig, Commander. However, I would be ever in your debt if you could do one better, and beam it into the Yalu's cargo hold.
VAdm Blackthorne: ::looks more irritated at hearing that::
MajDougMcKnight: (splendid)
Dan Duc Williams: #+Ducaine+ Yes boss? ::doesn't stop working::
Lt TKirr: +McKnight+ I will transport it immediately.
LtCdrHDucaine: @ +Dan+ What ship are you on and how are their engines lookin'?
MajDougMcKnight: +T'Kirr+ ::Grins:: I never believed a word an Andorian said about you folks. McKnight out.
Cmdr Shelev: (( rofl ))
LtCdrHDucaine: {{:-)}}
Lt TKirr: ::frowns distractedly, but spots the ensign across the hold and jogs toward the medical containers being replicated and stacked:: Logan!
Lt TKirr: EnsLogan> ::looks up and moves toward her::
Dan Duc Williams: @ ::looks around:: +Ducaine+ Its the Al-Tonan I think. About the engines... ::taps the console:: Roughly 40%.
Lt TKirr: I need eight more provisional containers replicated for the Gurrnal's shipment as soon as possible. Stack them with the rest and alert me when they're ready.
Lt TKirr: EnsLogan> ::nods and turns back to Ellis::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::sits down hard in his chair, watching the viewer::
LtCdrHDucaine: @ +Dan+ Dan, I need those up so we can move that ship into the Atlantis' protective arc.
MajDougMcKnight: ::Steps into a turbolift with half his squad, as the other 6 men take a second lift:: Deck 18.
Lt TKirr: ::trots back to the console and transports eight of the provisional containers to an empty area of Yalu's cargo hold::
Cmdr Shelev: There's only so much you can do with planning and execution.
Dan Duc Williams: #+Ducaine+ Okie dokie smokie. Mind if I borrow one of our power generators? It'll speed up the process loads.
LtCdrHDucaine: @ ::reroutes power into the freshly reinstalled conduit and sees the power bars light up happily::
LtCdrHDucaine: @ +Dan+ Don't compromise the Atlantis' systems by doing so.
LtCdrHDucaine: @ ::grabs his repair kit and stuffs the tools back in it::
VAdm Blackthorne: Yes, of course. ::staring::
LtCdrHDucaine: @ ::walks to a console and begins looking at the other problems::
Dan Duc Williams: #+Ducaine+ We have a few spare.
LtCdrHDucaine: @ +Dan+ Good, then yes you can. Ducaine out.
LtCdrHDucaine: @ +Jeddin+ Ducaine to Atlantis
LtCdrHDucaine: Jeddin> +Ducaine+ Go ahead, Chief.
Dan Duc Williams: #+Jeddin+ Yo Jeddinmesiter, mind sending me a power generator?
Lt TKirr: +McKnight+ T'Kirr to McKnight. Transport successful.
LtCdrHDucaine: @ +Jeddin+ Michael, I need you to make sure we have enough room in our protective arc that we can encompass the entire Xindi convoy. Max out the emitters and EM relay capacity if you have to.
LtCdrHDucaine: Jeddin> ::beams Dan his power generator, but doesn't reply::
MajDougMcKnight: ::By this point, already behind the helm of the runabout Yalu:: +T'Kirr+ So I see. Many thanks, Commander.
LtCdrHDucaine: Jeddin> +Ducaine+ Understood, Chief.
Dan Duc Williams: #::smiles:: Excellent then ::gets to work with the setting up thang::
MajDougMcKnight: +Shelev+ Yalu to bridge, requesting authorization to depart shuttlebay one.
LtCdrHDucaine: @ +Jeddin+ And, Michael, what is the next ship that needs help and what's the problem?
LtCdrHDucaine: Jeddin> ::checks his console, tapping it a few times:: +Ducaine+ The Vendera. It needs a new impulse assembly.
Dan Duc Williams: # ::starts up the power generator:: Ahh, how nice things are. ::enjoys watches all the bars and lights go on::
LtCdrHDucaine: @ +Jeddin+ Beam one there and I'll take care of it. Send Kendricks and Potter over. And, send Reynolds over to help Williams on the Al-tonan.
MajorAZinthys: +McKnight+ Granted. Godspeed, Major.
LtCdrHDucaine: Jeddin> ::nodding:: +Ducaine+ Understood, Atlantis out.
LtCdrHDucaine: Kendricks and Potter> ::already on their way to the Vendera.
LtCdrHDucaine: ::
Lt TKirr: ::wonders what's taking so long and again crosses the hold to the replication area::
Lt TKirr: ::sees Ellis at the replicator and Logan panting with the effort of moving containers, permeating the air with a very human male odor, making her nose twitch::
Lt TKirr: ::moves to help with the lifting::
LtCdrHDucaine: {{Oh, you know you like it... :-P}}
Lt TKirr: EnsLogan> ::smiles and wipes his sleeve across his forehead:: Whew... thanks.
Dan Duc Williams: # ::still fiddling with the engines:: And the shiny part goes here, and that shiny part goes there... ::scaring the other ship's engineers::
MajDougMcKnight: ::As the bay doors open, gently maneuvers the runabout out into open space. He's no fighter pilot, but he's competent enough with a shuttle. Weaving his way through the Xindi fleet, he turns to the marine manning the comm station:
LtCdrHDucaine: @ ::beams to the Vendera::
LtCdrHDucaine: @ ::marches into what appears like TOTAL CHAOS::
MajDougMcKnight: Yasuda, open a channel to the Degra's bridge.
LtCdrHDucaine: @ Oh. My. God. ::There are dead people lying on the floor, Engineers stepping over them::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::stands up and paces a bit more::
MajDougMcKnight: ::At Yasuda's nod, takes a breath and speaks up:: Xindi freighter Degra, this is the Federation runabout, enroute from Atlantis. Requesting permission to dock with your starboard airlock.
Dan Duc Williams: #::smiles as he comes outa the room:: Excellent, engines should be good to go at 80% I'd say. ::looks over at Reynolds::
Lt TKirr: ::sets down her end of the last container:: Continue with the medical shipment.
Lt TKirr: EnsLogan> ::hesitantly:: Aye, Commander...
LtCdrHDucaine: @ This is appalling. ::sees his transported items lying on the floor, some already tipped over:: Great.
Lt TKirr: ::stands up:: Is something wrong?
Dan Duc Williams: # Reynolds> Whatever you say Dan. ::shakes head::
MajDougMcKnight: ::Grimaces as the reply comes through. The master of the Xindi vessel is shouting to be heard over a jumble of yelling voices, from the sounds ot it not more than 10 meters from where he's sitting::
Dan Duc Williams: # ::grins:: Excellent! +Jeddin+ Jeddinmesiter, Were all done here on the Al-Tonan, where to next?
Lt TKirr: EnsLogan> Ah, no, Commander. I was.. um, just wondering... why are we replicating only rations? Certainly we could send them something more tasteful that would transport just as easily.
VAdm Blackthorne: I'll be in my ready room. Shelev, you have the bridge. ::enters the room and would slam the door if he could::
Cmdr Shelev: Aye... Admiral..
MajDougMcKnight: Xindi captain> I hope you're bringing more than good will, commander! At this point, it's all we can do to keep the rioters out of the ship's sensitive areas!
LtCdrHDucaine: Jeddin> +Dan+ The Portriki. Ruptured Anti-Matter conduits. All twelve of them on the lowest deck. Emergency Forcefields in place and holding.
LtCdrHDucaine: Jeddin> ::feels like an operator::
MajDougMcKnight: +Xindi captain+ We have an emergency shipment of food and water with us, as well as a squad of marines to secure it as it's being distributed, but from the sounds of it, we can use some help. Any chance you can get a security
MajDougMcKnight: contingent to meet us at the airlock?
Lt TKirr: Rations contain the necessary nutrients, and are the most efficient on the replicators. Also, we don't know how long they'll be stored, as some will no doubt be reserved for when their supplies are extinguished.
Dan Duc Williams: # +Jeddin+ Okie dokie smokie, start sending over the neccessary supplies if ya would. ::beams over to the Portriki::
Lt TKirr: EnsLogan> ::grimaces, rubbing the back of his neck:: Yeah, I suppose... still, I think we could do better.
MajDougMcKnight: Xindi captain> +McKnight+ I'll try, but no promises, Yalu! Keep those weapons to stun, becausr you may have to come out shooting!
LtCdrHDucaine: Jeddin> Smokie? ::shrugs and begins transporting over the necessary equipment::
Dan Duc Williams: # ::sees a body float on the other side of the forcefield:: Oh my, thats lovely.
Lt TKirr: ::perks a brow in tolerant expression and trots back to the makeshift transporter console::
Lt TKirr: +Gurrnal TP Chief+ Atlantis to Gurrnal, your provisions supply is ready for transport.
Lt TKirr: Gurrnal TPChief> ::brightly:: Ready here. Thank you, Atlantis.
Lt TKirr: ::beams::
Dan Duc Williams: # :: no sex in the champain room
VAdm Blackthorne: ::comes back out onto the bridge:: Report!!
Dan Duc Williams: ((so sorry, i have very crazy friends))
Lt TKirr: <<Typing for you?>>
LtCdrHDucaine: {{::grins::}}
Dan Duc Williams: ((so it seems, i was assaulted by two girls))
Cmdr Shelev: Gurrnal is getting resupplied, McKnight's boarding the Durnal.
MajDougMcKnight: ::A minute later, a soft thud can be heard as the two hulls meet, and as the airlock is pressurized, the sound of a great angry mob can be clearly heard::
Dan Duc Williams: # ::begins working on the champain room::
VAdm Blackthorne: When can we move?
Cmdr Shelev: Thirty minutes sooner than the last time you asked.
MajorAZinthys: ::stifles a chuckle::
MajDougMcKnight: Alright, I've got point. Smith and Lambert, get the anti-grav sleds. The rest of you, follow me.
Dan Duc Williams: ((ok, im disappearing again to collect the laundry, brb yet again))
LtCdrHDucaine: @ ::moves around a body and begins to fasten the parts together for the impulse assembly::
Dan Duc Williams: # ::continues workin', humming as he goes::
LtCdrHDucaine: @ ::sees Kendricks and Potter:: You two, pull the fused one out and dispose of it.
LtCdrHDucaine: @ ::watches them agree and move off::
Lt TKirr: EnsLogan> ::approaches T'Kirr breathlessly and drops the PADD on the rim of the upper console:: Medical's all set!
MajDougMcKnight: ::As the door opens, the marines spill out, forming a tight semi-circle around the entrance to the runabout. 6 uniformed Xindi (3 primates, 2 arboreals, and an insectoid.) are trying, without much luck, to hold back the crowd.::
VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
Lt TKirr: ::pauses::
MajDougMcKnight: ::pauses::
MajorAZinthys: ::paused::
Cmdr Shelev: ((what the hell does a uniformed xindi insectioid look like?))
MajDougMcKnight: (Damned if I know. Imagination, man!)
MajorAZinthys: <<your mom>>
VAdm Blackthorne: ((I don't WANT to know.))
Lt TKirr: <<Scary O.o>>
VAdm Blackthorne: Okay, finish up the preparations in logs. Next sim, we move.
LtCdrHDucaine: ::nods::
LtCdrHDucaine: I may or may not be here. Auditions.
MajDougMcKnight: That's okay. Just send in the minion. :-)
VAdm Blackthorne: That's all I have. Commander?
Cmdr Shelev: Dismissed!
LtCdrHDucaine: ::runs screaming from the room::
MajorAZinthys has left the room.
LtCdrHDucaine has left the room.
Cmdr Shelev: ((ducaine has issues ))