7:04:38 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Hiya folks

7:04:42 PM LCdr TKirr: Evening

7:04:59 PM DrunknGunbunny: Hoy thar, matey.

7:06:23 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Hiya Blue

7:06:34 PM cmdr shelev: your news bulletin for the day

7:06:39 PM cmdr shelev: unix permissions can sometimes be annoying

7:06:49 PM VAdm Blackthorne: the devil you say!

7:07:16 PM MisterBoxingBear: (Hey.  Sorry I'm late.)

7:07:30 PM DrunknGunbunny: The devil? What about me?

7:07:35 PM DrunknGunbunny: Also, hey Mike.

7:08:00 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Okay, here we go.

7:08:12 PM cmdr shelev: ::tweet and all that::

7:08:18 PM LCdr TKirr: ::AA::

7:09:10 PM MisterBoxingBear: ::AA::

7:09:50 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Alright, tonight we approach one of the seats of Machen Bren feudal power, under cloak. We're at red alert and no one knows how the hell we're going to pull this off.


7:11:02 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Questions?

7:11:14 PM LCdr TKirr: Yes, how the hell are we going to pull this off?

7:11:17 PM DrunknGunbunny: Why is pie so tasty?

7:11:22 PM DrunknGunbunny: Also, what she said.

7:11:29 PM VAdm Blackthorne: All will be revealed.

7:12:04 PM VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM

7:12:05 PM VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM

7:12:07 PM VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM

7:13:02 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::on the bridge:: Helm, take us out of warp. McKnight, T'Kirr, passive scans.

7:13:39 PM LCdr TKirr: ::bleep bleeps said scans::

7:15:55 PM DrunknGunbunny: ::In Engineering with coffee, as per usual::

7:16:03 PM MisterBoxingBear: ::Gazes at his display::  Well, not detecting any ACTIVE scans.  Good chance out approach hasn't been detected anyway.

7:16:09 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> Atlantis pops out of warp and is approaching a small blue-green world, third from its star.

7:16:11 PM MisterBoxingBear: ::Mutters::  Yet.

7:16:19 PM VAdm Blackthorne: How many ships in the area?

7:18:24 PM MisterBoxingBear: ::Blinks::  I believe the appropriate military term is "lots", sir.

7:18:46 PM VAdm Blackthorne: T

7:18:58 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Bloody hell. T'Kirr, what can you tell me about that star?

7:20:32 PM MisterBoxingBear: ::Is reading some 41 ships, ranging from destroyers to first rates.  He's spotted at least one full carrier so far.  Right now, that's a lot.

7:22:27 PM VAdm Blackthorne: That defines the term.

7:23:06 PM LCdr TKirr: It's similar to Earth's sun in size and radiation.

7:23:14 PM VAdm Blackthorne: So it has a stellar wind?

7:23:34 PM LCdr TKirr: Yes, Admiral.

7:23:52 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Can Atlantis weather the particle emissions while cloaked and without shields?

7:24:22 PM LCdr TKirr: ::glances nervously at McKnight:: I wouldn't recommend it, sir.

7:24:38 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shelev, get Busard on the horn and see what we can do about that.

7:25:25 PM VAdm Blackthorne: In the meantime, take us in, between the habited planet and the star.

7:26:21 PM cmdr shelev: ::Tries to puzzle out what he has just been asked to do.::

7:27:16 PM VAdm Blackthorne: I want Atlantis as close to the star as safely possible. The stellar wind should help hide us.

7:27:32 PM cmdr shelev: +Bussard+ Bridge to Bussard.

7:27:52 PM DrunknGunbunny: +Bridge+ Busard here.

7:28:01 PM cmdr shelev: +Bussard+ Do you see the sun outside?

7:28:09 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Major, find me the most low key channel possible.

7:28:29 PM DrunknGunbunny: +Uh..yes sir?+

7:28:33 PM cmdr shelev: ((I just realized the excess S oops))

7:28:53 PM cmdr shelev: +Busard+ The admiral wants to get very very close to it. How can we do this without dying?

7:28:59 PM MisterBoxingBear: ::Nods and begins scanning for low energy transmission frequencies they could butt in on.::

7:29:17 PM cmdr shelev: (( Mike I recommend finding an AM call in radio show ))

7:29:30 PM cmdr shelev: (( If you can find alien art bell that would be perfect for our purposes ))

7:30:21 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> Atlantis skirts the planet and ships and closes on the star.

7:30:26 PM MisterBoxingBear: (I'll see what I can do.)

7:31:18 PM MisterBoxingBear: Hmmm.

7:31:21 PM DrunknGunbunny: +Bridge+ Er...I suppose we can divert power from other systems to shields? As long as we have enough to work the cloaking device, that SHOULD work.

7:31:36 PM cmdr shelev: +Busard+ Oh he also wants to do it without shields.

7:32:01 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Rather goes with the whole cloaked bit.

7:32:16 PM cmdr shelev: +Busard+ I think he's crazy but I'm not sure anymore.

7:32:37 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::looks sharply at Shelev::

7:32:47 PM cmdr shelev: ... What?

7:33:02 PM MisterBoxingBear: Well, I think I'VE got some good news.

7:33:09 PM DrunknGunbunny: +Bridge+ ...Well I guess we could try to reinforce the hull plating, but...it's not going to do much, sir, and that's an awfully slow job.

7:33:18 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Good, you may have just saved the commander's life.

7:34:27 PM cmdr shelev: +Busard+ You can't do anything with the main deflector? We use the damn thing for all but its intended purpose already...

7:34:53 PM cmdr shelev: (( Does anyone know what the main deflector deflects besides plot holes? ))

7:34:55 PM MisterBoxingBear: ::Relays his readings to the view screen, depicting the star at the center of the system, and a multitude of sensor contact dots around it.::

7:35:04 PM DrunknGunbunny: (Nope!)

7:35:11 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ((objects in space))

7:35:22 PM DrunknGunbunny: +Bridge+...Well, that's a thought. I'll see what I can do sir.

7:35:24 PM cmdr shelev: (( OK Earley ))

7:35:40 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (It's what keeps micrometeoroids from puncturing your hull while traveling at warp 9 ))

7:35:57 PM cmdr shelev: (( STOP INTERRUPTING MY NITPICKING ))

7:36:06 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ((NO))

7:36:12 PM MisterBoxingBear: Those dots represent a satellite network in operation around the sun.  Probably used to predict solar flare activity.  And they seem to constantly transmit date HERE...

7:37:05 PM MisterBoxingBear: ::Shifts over to a larger sensor contact in orbit around the planet.::  To this orbital observatory.  If you want something that no one important is paying immediate attention to right now, it's this.

7:38:08 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Calibrate communications to that frequency.

7:38:47 PM MisterBoxingBear: Already done, sir.  You may start yakking at your convenience.

7:40:47 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Are we as close to the star as we can safely get pending modifications?

7:41:39 PM LCdr TKirr: ::looking over her panel:: Until Busard comes up with something, yes.

7:42:03 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::composes himself:: Begin transmission.

7:42:12 PM DrunknGunbunny: ::Was messing with the deflector at present::

7:42:42 PM MisterBoxingBear: ::Nods as a signal he can go ahead::

7:42:58 PM VAdm Blackthorne: This is Admiral Ian Blackthorne of the Federation Starship Atlantis. I have come as a representative of the Federation to parlay for peace.

7:44:34 PM VAdm Blackthorne: I wish to speak with Lord Tyris to negotiate terms of peace. Please respond.

7:45:16 PM MisterBoxingBear: ACTION> And on that observatory, the small, perpetually bored staff was suddenly in a panic.  But there could be no response from Lord Tyrus until this got to him.

7:46:46 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::waits::

7:46:59 PM DrunknGunbunny: (Freaking computer)

7:49:43 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::repeats the transmission::

7:50:01 PM MisterBoxingBear: ACTION> Several minutes would pass, while the message was confirmed as not some stupid hoax, and passed along to the orbital defense people.  Eventually, however, a reply WOULD be incoming on that frequency::

7:50:10 PM MisterBoxingBear: Sir, incoming hail.

7:50:21 PM VAdm Blackthorne: On speakers.

7:52:50 PM MisterBoxingBear: Hostile sounding dude> Federation starship, wherever you are, show yourselves and power down your weapons systems.  Otherwise, prepare for oblivion.

7:53:43 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Afraid I can't do that. I'm here to talk to Lord Tyrus, not get into a fight.

7:54:54 PM MisterBoxingBear: HSD> Your wisdom is commendable, if inconsistent.  Then show yourself, power down weapons, and prepare to be escorted into our custody.

7:55:26 PM DrunknGunbunny: ::Percy made a few more changes and...hey, deflector was fixed to do something useful. But...damn. Looked like it was too late for that. Oh well::

7:56:35 PM MisterBoxingBear: As if anyone needed this said, their weapons are all powered RIGHT up.

7:56:47 PM VAdm Blackthorne: I may be brazen, but I'm not naive. I'll need to hear from Lord Tyrus personally before I show myself. I didn't take this trip to become a prisoner, but to end a war.

7:57:00 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::gestures to the helm to move us, slowly::

7:59:34 PM MisterBoxingBear: HSD> You sought to end a war started by your intrusion into our space by further tresspassing?  Congratulations, Blackthorne!  For you, the war is over!

7:59:45 PM MisterBoxingBear: And...they just hung up on us.

8:00:05 PM MisterBoxingBear: Also, their ships are fanning out.  Probably to initiate a sweep.

8:00:34 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Take us in closer.

8:01:29 PM DrunknGunbunny: ::-Deems it a good time to speak up:: +Bridge+ Busard to Bridge. I've fixed up the main deflector some. Should let us stay nearer the sun without...you know...dying.

8:01:46 PM LCdr TKirr: ::watches internal sensors carefully as they move::

8:02:50 PM DrunknGunbunny: (*star without)

8:04:55 PM MisterBoxingBear: ::His console beeps dramatically::

8:05:22 PM VAdm Blackthorne: +Busard+ That's some good news. Thank you Lieutenant.

8:05:35 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Closer, helm.

8:06:18 PM MisterBoxingBear: The leading ships have started to launch high yield graviton devices.  No danger to the hull, but then, that's not what they're for.

8:07:44 PM VAdm Blackthorne: The star's gravity should mask us from those, correct?

8:08:04 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> Atlantis moves ever closer to the star.

8:08:20 PM MisterBoxingBear: I can't be sure of that, sir.  Assuming we're on the outer edge of their range, sure.

8:09:13 PM VAdm Blackthorne: How close are they getting?

8:10:41 PM LCdr TKirr: ::busily tapping away::

8:12:08 PM LCdr TKirr: They're still a distance away, but they could come closer soon.  Admiral... I might have an idea.

8:13:10 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shoot.

8:14:18 PM LCdr TKirr: I'm monitoring the pulses given off by the devices.

8:14:38 PM LCdr TKirr: If they get too close, I could emit an open-ended tractor beam in the direction of the device.  I could time it with the pulse, and it should cancel it out before it reaches our hull.

8:14:52 PM LCdr TKirr: It seems... crude, but I'm confident I could manage it.

8:15:04 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Make it happen. ::nods::

8:15:41 PM LCdr TKirr: ::begins configuring the tractor beam, concentrating on the graviton readings::

8:15:50 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Major, open that damned channel again.

8:16:46 PM MisterBoxingBear: ::Sighs, shrugs, and does so.::  Knock yourself out, sir.

8:16:55 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::repeats his earlier intro::

8:17:51 PM VAdm Blackthorne: I do apologize for the trespassing, but unfortunately there was no other way to do this.

8:20:19 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Again, allow me to speak to Lord Tyrus so that we end this mess.

8:21:14 PM MisterBoxingBear: ACTION> Blackthorne is in luck.  His gall, his audacity, his resemblance to an annoying kid who won't stop asking for candy, whatever, has gotten the right guy's attention.

8:22:19 PM MisterBoxingBear: Tyrus> I'm pleased to hear that, Admiral.  Then by all means, return home before my fleet finds you and blasts you from the stars, and urge your compatriots to surrender.

8:24:12 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Lord Tyrus, you must realize the risk I've taken to get here. If my intentions were less than noble, would I have taken this risk, trying to talk to you? Surely you see the senseless loss of life that's about to take place. We can stop it.

8:24:37 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Lord Tyrus, you must realize the risk I've taken to get here. If my intentions were less than noble, would I have taken this risk, trying to talk to you?

8:24:43 PM VAdm Blackthorne: urely you see the senseless loss of life that's about to take place. We can stop it.

8:24:54 PM VAdm Blackthorne: *surely

8:26:34 PM MisterBoxingBear: ::As the two converse, McKnight frowns.  Every now and then, there seems to be a short, soft, but annoying burst of static over the channel.::

8:28:06 PM MisterBoxingBear: Tyrus> Gall does not mean honor, Blackthorne.  Particularly not when you come urging me to embark on a path of sedition and rebellion.

8:29:08 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Forgive me for not being fully acquainted with your societal structure, but I was under the impression that you control a great deal of power among the Machen Bren?

8:30:24 PM MisterBoxingBear: ::Sighs::  Yes.  Forgive me, if I knew you were coming, I'd have arranged a proper fleet for your inspection.  As is, many of my ships are already enroute.

8:31:31 PM MisterBoxingBear: ::Frowns more and looks to T'Kirr::  I can't clean that up.  That static?

8:32:23 PM LCdr TKirr: ::looks over in confusion, then checks it out herself::

8:33:15 PM LCdr TKirr: ::not wanting to interrupt the friendly conversation, glances back to McKnight and shakes her head::

8:34:17 PM VAdm Blackthorne: So I see. Surely though, I've come all this way. To sit down and perhaps share a drink and talk of peace can't really be out of the question?

8:35:44 PM MisterBoxingBear: So sorry Admiral, but in that society of which you know so little, it's considered dishonorable to drink with a man you intend to kill.

8:36:13 PM MisterBoxingBear: Now, you will flee, or I'll find you before you have a chance, and you will die.  I wish you success...but not TOO much.

8:36:35 PM MisterBoxingBear: ::Channel closes::

8:36:42 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Bloody hell.

8:36:56 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Helm, get ready to get us out of here.

8:41:55 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Impulse til we're clear the star, then warp eight.

8:42:43 PM MisterBoxingBear: Well, it was worth a try.

8:42:49 PM LCdr TKirr: ::frowns::

8:43:36 PM LCdr TKirr: ::looks up at McKnight again::  Major, I've just gone over the transmission again.  The static is relayed in some sort of pattern.

8:44:11 PM LCdr TKirr: ::hands moving fast:: Let me just put it through a few filters...

8:44:39 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::walks over toward science to see what's up::

8:45:15 PM LCdr TKirr: ::with finality:: Yes.  ::looks at Blackthorne, who's now close:: It's a message.

8:45:30 PM LCdr TKirr: ::reading panel:: Looks like some sort of frequency...

8:45:31 PM MisterBoxingBear: (WB)

8:46:24 PM VAdm Blackthorne: A communication frequency?

8:46:56 PM LCdr TKirr: The message reads, "Use secure channel to reach me."  ::frowns up at Blackthorne::

8:47:22 PM VAdm Blackthorne: He seemed more reasonable than he sounded, the clever devil. Call him up, Major.

8:47:41 PM VAdm Blackthorne: There's your number.

8:48:04 PM MisterBoxingBear: ::Nods::  You're on.

8:48:27 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Admiral Blackthorne here.

8:49:23 PM MisterBoxingBear: Tyrus> Does information still travel by bird on your world, Blackthorne?!  Or are you just trying to find the cheapest way to get me killed?

8:49:56 PM VAdm Blackthorne: I imagine anyone monitoring that transmission would have been impressed by your performance, Tyrus.

8:50:41 PM cmdr shelev: (( Actually we are always looking to reduce the cost of state sponsored assassination, as your government has said. ))

8:52:27 PM MisterBoxingBear: Enough of the flattery.  I have my court for that.  Now you've aroused my curiosity; make the best of it.  What do you propose?

8:54:02 PM VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM

8:54:04 PM VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM

8:54:05 PM VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM

8:54:09 PM LCdr TKirr: ::pauses::

8:54:11 PM VAdm Blackthorne: zomg cliffhanger

8:54:32 PM LCdr TKirr: Yay cliffies, need more of those huh

8:54:53 PM cmdr shelev: at least we'll sim next week

8:55:33 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Definitely!

8:55:37 PM DrunknGunbunny: Hooray!

8:56:04 PM MisterBoxingBear: Woot.

8:56:34 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Well, good sim, see y'all next time where we find out if Blackthorne's just gotten us all killed or not.

8:56:52 PM DrunknGunbunny: You be-wait a minute...

8:56:52 PM LCdr TKirr: hehe, see ya

8:56:59 PM DrunknGunbunny: 'Night.

8:57:11 PM cmdr shelev: ta ta

8:57:12 PM VAdm Blackthorne: g'night!