9:56:07 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Hiya
9:56:55 PM LtCmdrBusard: Heya. Sorry that we have to do this, but Mike is over at my place, so we'll have to do the computer sharing thing again.
9:57:14 PM Jusstin Case: ::straightens his collar::
9:57:18 PM Charity Suite: ::fixes her hair::
9:57:32 PM VAdm Blackthorne: You're just trying to confuse me at this point.
9:57:37 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Hi you two. :)
9:57:39 PM Jusstin Case: I'd say we succeeded.
9:57:44 PM Jusstin Case: Evening, all!
9:57:46 PM LtCmdrBusard: Lol. It seems we're doing a double team with that.
9:57:53 PM LtCmdrBusard: Hoy! Mike's here too.
9:58:23 PM LtCmdrBusard: I am told to say hi.
9:58:33 PM LtCmdrBusard: <-------Mike
9:58:42 PM VAdm Blackthorne: You two should install Pidgin on your computers so you can sign on two different screen names at once.
9:58:43 PM Charity Suite: The lil' voices in mah head tell me ta do thangs, too ...
9:58:45 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Hey T'Kirr
9:59:07 PM LtCmdrBusard: Oh, hey! I'll look into that.
9:59:19 PM Jusstin Case: ::inclines his head::
9:59:19 PM TKirr: hi
9:59:25 PM VAdm Blackthorne: It's light years better than the default AIM client.
9:59:26 PM Jusstin Case: I get the feeling I missed something, but I can't be sure.
9:59:40 PM VAdm Blackthorne: McKnight and Busard are both on Busard's screen name tonight.
9:59:46 PM VAdm Blackthorne: It's happened before and confusing!
10:00:01 PM LtCmdrBusard: I'm installing Pidgin!
10:00:04 PM TKirr: I got a new webcam.. it's awesomeness =P
10:00:44 PM TKirr: Technology these days.. it's got face tracking, I spent like an hour today just playing with it
10:01:17 PM TKirr: What's with Pidgin
10:01:37 PM VAdm Blackthorne: It's an open source IM client that can connect to almost any IM service
10:01:43 PM VAdm Blackthorne: gtalk, yahoo, aim, etc
10:01:52 PM TKirr: ah, like trillian
10:01:57 PM LtCmdrBusard: It looks pretty schweet.
10:02:02 PM VAdm Blackthorne: yeah, but without the bloat of trillian
10:02:33 PM Jusstin Case: Trillian> Did you just call me fat?
10:02:42 PM LtCmdrBusard: Hahaha
10:03:06 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Just bloated. Take some Gas-X.
10:03:13 PM Charity Suite: Or Midol
10:03:44 PM Jusstin Case: Beano?
10:05:54 PM TKirr: Hm... there are wires in my computer that are making loud noises through my speakers when I touch them. -_-
10:06:11 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Well don't touch them. :v
10:06:25 PM TKirr: Well if I don't fiddle with it, my DVD burner won't open its tray
10:06:30 PM TKirr: >_>
10:06:56 PM Jusstin Case: Over time, the cords on the back of my computer got so tangled that my speakers hummed, too.
10:07:07 PM Charity Suite: It didn't know the words?
10:07:17 PM Jusstin Case: ::groan::
10:07:25 PM Charity Suite: Pssshhh. You liked it.
10:07:35 PM Jusstin Case: Probably. :-)
10:08:03 PM Charity Suite: (Is there a sim next week?)
10:08:17 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Can everyone here make it next week?
10:08:36 PM TKirr: I'm not doing anything that I know of.
10:08:42 PM Charity Suite: Thus far, I have no commitments.
10:08:53 PM Charity Suite: ::stares at Jusstin::
10:09:26 PM Charity Suite: ::pokes him::
10:09:48 PM Charity Suite: ::pokes him with a pencil::
10:10:01 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::winces::
10:10:05 PM Charity Suite: ::pokes him with a sharpened pencil::
10:10:05 PM Jusstin Case: Which end?
10:10:11 PM Jusstin Case: Okay, okay, ow!
10:10:22 PM Jusstin Case: I'll be ... elsewhere next Tuesday.
10:10:31 PM Charity Suite: Elsewhere.
10:10:36 PM Charity Suite: As in ...?
10:10:47 PM Jusstin Case: Well, I can't be sure, entirely.
10:10:54 PM Charity Suite: Cozumel, perhaps?
10:11:18 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Do they have internets in Elsewhere?
10:11:22 PM Jusstin Case: Oh, heavens no!
10:11:34 PM Jusstin Case: ... Somewhere between Cozumel and Ft. Lauderdale.
10:12:03 PM Jusstin Case: :-D
10:12:38 PM VAdm Blackthorne: BusardMcKnight?
10:13:04 PM Charity Suite: ::will check the tan lines when he gets back::
10:13:21 PM Jusstin Case: (There won't be any tan *lines*. :-D )
10:13:27 PM Charity Suite: Eeep
10:13:33 PM Charity Suite: ...
10:13:47 PM Charity Suite: Wow, you scared her.
10:13:54 PM Jusstin Case: I didn't mean to make them leave the room!
10:14:15 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Dammit Rob
10:14:23 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::threatens with a ping pong paddle::
10:14:24 PM Charity Suite: I think it was more the thought that you would be vacationing with your family while nekkid that scared her.
10:14:55 PM Jusstin Case: I try to ignore that fact.
10:16:15 PM LtCmdrBusard: So, about that Pidgin thing.
10:16:19 PM Charity Suite: He's fully clothed.
10:16:20 PM LtCmdrBusard: Fuck you, Jason :-P
10:16:27 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?!
10:16:27 PM Jusstin Case: I imagine that was Mike.
10:16:48 PM LtCmdrBusard: Mike: No, this is why we're dating. That was BOTH of us.
10:16:55 PM VAdm Blackthorne: :)
10:16:55 PM Jusstin Case: ...
10:16:57 PM VAdm Blackthorne: :(
10:16:59 PM LtCmdrBusard: Upon trying to install it, my compy crashed.
10:17:26 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Don't blame me, I've used it for years!
10:17:32 PM Jusstin Case: I think you made the (Vice) Admiral sad.
10:17:37 PM Charity Suite: Oh, so you didn't see Jusstin's vacation plans regarding his lack of clothing?
10:17:38 PM LtCmdrBusard: Mike: Blame blame blame.
10:17:41 PM Charity Suite: And his family?
10:17:42 PM LtCmdrBusard: Wait, what?
10:17:46 PM LtCmdrBusard: TELL ME MORE.
10:17:48 PM VAdm Blackthorne: OK then, let's get started before any more allegations of nudity.
10:17:51 PM LtCmdrBusard: (That was Rachel)
10:17:55 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Mike/Rachel, can you make it next Tuesday?
10:18:08 PM LtCmdrBusard: Should be able to, yeah.
10:18:18 PM Charity Suite: (w) I could tell you that I have pictures, but that would be lying.
10:18:19 PM VAdm Blackthorne: OK, then it's just Rob that we'll be missing, so we'll sim!
10:18:20 PM LtCmdrBusard: Why, is there some problem?
10:18:25 PM LtCmdrBusard: Ah, okay.
10:18:26 PM LtCmdrBusard: Yay!
10:18:39 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Tonight we pick up exactly where we left off last week.
10:18:46 PM VAdm Blackthorne: After the retcon, that is.
10:19:03 PM VAdm Blackthorne: An Orion ship decloaked and hit Atlantis right as we dropped shields to extract our landing party.
10:19:13 PM VAdm Blackthorne: No one was beamed up.
10:19:27 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Those responsible for the mistake have been sacked.
10:19:38 PM LtCmdrBusard: lmao
10:19:48 PM Jusstin Case: (But they may have snuck back in.)
10:20:14 PM Jusstin Case: (And Mikechel, shouldn't that be, "loao?")
10:20:28 PM Charity Suite: (Or they are wearing a prosthetic nose and will be playing some random alien)
10:20:33 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Atlantis and Hemingway are in battle with the orbital defenses of Orban II. Mustangs have been launched.
10:20:37 PM LtCmdrBusard: (...Yes, but that was...shut up.)
10:20:52 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Questions?
10:21:06 PM Jusstin Case: ::considers raising his hand, but thinks better of it::
10:21:15 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::waves the ping pong paddle menacingly:
10:21:25 PM TKirr: o_O
10:21:26 PM Charity Suite: ::shutting up::
10:21:46 PM LtCmdrBusard: Mike was wondering if the landing party knows they can't be beamed up right now.
10:22:01 PM Charity Suite: Wait ... you have *one* computer?
10:22:11 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Probably not, the defecation JUST hit the rotary oscillator.
10:22:26 PM LtCmdrBusard: Ah, so noted. And yes, we're on one computer.
10:22:37 PM TKirr: How badly damaged is Atlantis?
10:22:46 PM TKirr: I seem to remember it not being too bad
10:22:48 PM Charity Suite: Ohmygod. Two geeks cannot exist on one computer.
10:23:09 PM TKirr: And.. you just said and I didn't read, nevermind.
10:23:12 PM VAdm Blackthorne: It wasn't bad, we just lost transporters from a power overload.
10:23:36 PM TKirr: Mustangs are already out
10:23:40 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Yes.
10:23:50 PM TKirr: And both ships are mightily pissed off.
10:23:58 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Oh yes.
10:24:27 PM TKirr: Ten four.
10:24:28 PM Jusstin Case: ::looks at the "mightily pissed off" indicator light that is flashing on his console::
10:24:31 PM VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
10:24:32 PM VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
10:24:35 PM VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
10:25:24 PM Jusstin Case: Captain, if I were to for some reason recap the assessment of our ship's status, it might go something like this: Damage is mostly superficial at this point, but a power failure has overloaded the transporters!
10:25:28 PM Charity Suite: (w) Is that higher or lower than Red Alert?
10:25:36 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::following the Hemingway's peregrines in as the scatter the approaching wave of Orions, then dives after one::
10:26:03 PM TKirr: Noted. Hail the Hemingway.
10:26:47 PM LtCmdrBusard: McKnight> ::Gets on the comm:: Alright, let's do this right. All points, fall back. We'll make our perimeter around this block.
10:26:48 PM Jusstin Case: ::hails the Hemingway:: Hemingway, this is Atlantis. Come in, please.
10:27:00 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> ::targeting an orbital battery and firing with torpedoes::
10:27:24 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Jvar> How much money does it take to make you goons go away?
10:27:34 PM LtCmdrBusard: +Percy+ BUsard, McKnight here. I'm designating a beam in point now. As soon as it shows up on your screen, beam in all our heavy gear. We may need it. Lock down the ship, and warm up the engines, just in case.
10:28:05 PM LtCmdrBusard: Gerard> ::Hailing back:: Hemingway here. Go ahead, but please, let's make it brief.
10:28:18 PM Charity Suite: ::walks into SickBay, sees The Boss ducked out on her again:: Dammit ...
10:28:25 PM Jusstin Case: You're on the air, Captain.
10:28:27 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::falls in right behind the hapless Orion and blows him apart::
10:28:34 PM Jusstin Case: ::turns the commline over to T'Kirr::
10:29:00 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Next! ::smirks::
10:29:00 PM LtCmdrBusard: ACTION> As promised, the Sea Dogs sharge right down the gullets of the enmy squadrons. Those stupid enough to try and play chicken are ripped apart by massed pulse phaserfire, and the rest quickly scatter as the Peregrines come screaming through.
10:29:13 PM TKirr: +Hemingway+ I don't want that vessel getting away, Gerard. Go for the teeth and legs.
10:29:37 PM Jusstin Case: ::monitoring all on sensors:: Ha! Take that, you scoundrels!
10:29:45 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Orion Ship> ::comes about and hits Atlantis with another volley::
10:29:51 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> Shields at 75%.
10:29:55 PM Jusstin Case: ::shakes, rattles, and quite possibly rolls::
10:30:04 PM TKirr: ::hangs onto the arms of her chair::
10:30:17 PM LtCmdrBusard: Gerard> With all the respect due a fellow ship commander, let's get real. We're way past time to take the gloves off. We're going for the jugular.
10:30:26 PM Charity Suite: (m) If'n she think that Ah'm gonna keep coverin' her ass down heah without gettin' sumpin' good in mah Christmas stockin', she's got anothah think comin'!
10:30:28 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::drops in behind another fighter but doesn't get a lock, her shots miss as the enemy rolls out::
10:31:04 PM LtCmdrBusard: ACTION> With that, Hemingway opens up with a full phaser burst, followed by a full quantum spread directed at their warp core.
10:31:15 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Andre Shore> +Harper+ You've gotta do better than that, Har - er, heh, Firefly is it?
10:31:20 PM Jusstin Case: Oh, my. That's a lot of firepower.
10:31:43 PM TKirr: ::following the latest event:: I appreciate your wish to shoot now and ask questions later, Captain, but let's make sure they're around to answer them!
10:32:07 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Orion Ship> ::does some fancy flying and comes back around for another attack after taking a few hits::
10:32:14 PM LtCmdrBusard: Percy> +McKnight+ Beam site acknowledged, sir. Should have your gear down in a few minutes.
10:32:25 PM Charity Suite: ::finishes up Doc Roxy's paperwork and goes to get a blackcurrant tea::
10:32:26 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> +Shore+ Shore you traitorous bastard!
10:32:59 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Ian> ::drools on the pillow::
10:33:31 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> +Harper+ I'm working for people who see my real talent now, unlike your precious Admiral. Let's see Atlantis's CAG take me down!
10:33:45 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::flip turns and gives Harper's fighter the guns::
10:34:04 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::dives and evades most of the fire::
10:34:05 PM Charity Suite: ::unaware that the little cutesy robot is hard at work, keeping Ian's chin drool-free::
10:34:38 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> Shields to 70%, taking the clear shot. ::fires a volley of QTs::
10:35:04 PM LtCmdrBusard: McKnight> ::Takes up position at the corner of what looks to be a tavern of some sort, crouches down, and begins dropping Orion as he sees them. Damn, there are lots of them.::
10:35:17 PM Jusstin Case: ::monitoring the vital signs of all those itty, bitty ships out there:::
10:35:20 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Oh no you don't you smarmy bastard, you weren't that good. ::pulls up hard, flips and tries to out turn the Orion fighter::
10:35:37 PM Charity Suite: (smarmy?)
10:36:09 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (yes?_
10:36:19 PM TKirr: Status of their shields?
10:36:33 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> Sixty percent.
10:37:16 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::brakes hard causing Harper to overshoot him, lashes out against her rear shields with phasers::
10:37:19 PM LtCmdrBusard: McKnight> +Percy+ And find out where the hell our EVAC is!
10:37:35 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> DAMN! ::pulls up hard, trying to shake him::
10:37:48 PM Charity Suite: Charity's Grammah> Pass me sum dat dere smarmylayde fer mah toast ...
10:38:21 PM Jusstin Case: [Hehe! Is she on board?]
10:38:33 PM LtCmdrBusard: Gerard> I appreciate your restraint, but as I understand it, our target's already been secured. Every second we DON'T clear these jerks away is another second we're risking the landing party.
10:38:38 PM Charity Suite: (Bah home on da plantayshun)
10:38:43 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Orion Ship> ::seemingly focused on Atlantis, unleashes another volley::
10:39:31 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> Shields down to sixty percent. Long range sensors show another Orion battlegroup approaching at high warp, ETA twenty minutes.
10:40:16 PM TKirr: ::ponders a moment:: Agreed. We don't have time. Show no mercy.
10:40:37 PM LtCmdrBusard: Percy> +McKnight+ I'll check into it, sir. ::Sets up the drop for the gear before contacting Atlantis on a secure and encoded channel:: +Atlantis+ Busard to Atlantis. Any idea when we'll get a pickup?
10:40:41 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::laughing as he follows Harper and fires a microtorp::
10:40:58 PM TKirr: ::turns to Case:: The moment that ship is no longer a threat to our hull, get that landing party up.
10:41:31 PM LtCmdrBusard: Sid> ::Pulls up behind and to the right of Harper:: Hey there Firefly, want some help with something?
10:41:52 PM Jusstin Case: Aye, aye, Captain.
10:41:55 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> YES. ::shudders as the torp impacts, almost completely removing her rear shields::
10:42:17 PM TKirr: ::looks to Tactical, knowing he's overheard:: Syvek.
10:42:37 PM Jusstin Case: +Busard+ Just as soon as we're not getting shot at anymore. How much longer can you hold out?
10:43:01 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> Engineering is estimating an hour until transporters, Captain.
10:43:54 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::listening on their comm traffic since he knows all the protocols:: If isn't Crazy Horse, the most overrated pilot in the Sharks.
10:44:32 PM TKirr: We don't have an hour. Any chance of getting a rescue vessel through?
10:45:05 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::flip turns and fires directly at Syd::
10:45:10 PM Jusstin Case: Certainly. As long as we're not particular how many pieces it ends up in.
10:45:15 PM Charity Suite: ::sips her tea and reads the latest test results:: Well, if that don't beat all. Maybe our patient's gonna make it after all.
10:45:31 PM Jusstin Case: ::indicates the 'splodey-pops happening with alarming frequency out there::
10:45:58 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::takes that opening to flip turn and fire a microtorp at close range with no lock::
10:46:07 PM TKirr: ::stares at the main viewer::
10:46:09 PM LtCmdrBusard: Sid> ::Barrel rolls and recieves minimal damage:: Well, if it isn't Shore. Any work on getting some balls, or do you think shooting at girls somehow makes you a man?
10:46:32 PM Charity Suite: Hey, you, cutesey-butt. No, not you. You.
10:46:52 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> +Sharks+ There are certain benefits to working for the Orion. ::smirks then cuts his comm to swear as Harper's torpedo hits::
10:46:57 PM Charity Suite: CB> Doctor, I'm afraid I'm going to file sexual harass-
10:46:59 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Me?)
10:47:00 PM Charity Suite: Oh, shut it.
10:47:24 PM LtCmdrBusard: Percy> +Case+ I imagine we can hold a while longer. Just keep me posted.
10:47:24 PM Jusstin Case: ::idea::
10:47:29 PM Jusstin Case: Oh, Captain, my Captain?
10:47:42 PM TKirr: ::turns::
10:47:45 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::comes around hard and focuses on Harper again, considering Sid a minor threat::
10:47:46 PM Charity Suite: (Ewww ... that poem ends badly)
10:47:48 PM LtCmdrBusard: Percy> +McKnight+ Looks like we've got a little bit of a wait. I'm sending down your supplies...now.
10:48:02 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::dives sharply and tries to shake him::
10:48:02 PM Jusstin Case: [That's the only part I've read of it. :-D ]
10:48:06 PM LtCmdrBusard: ACTION> Percy beams the marine's equipment down to the beam site.
10:48:27 PM Charity Suite: Now git me th' DNA tests on th' VIP patient an' qwitcherbellyachin'.
10:48:29 PM Jusstin Case: Transporters may be out on the ship ... but what if we used transporters from one of the shuttles?
10:48:49 PM Jusstin Case: It wouldn't even have to leave the docking bay, if we got close enough.
10:48:55 PM Charity Suite: (Well, let's just say that you don't want to emulate the main character)
10:49:21 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> Shields at fifty percent. The Orion vessel is holding up well considering the firepower it is taking.
10:49:27 PM LtCmdrBusard: McKnight> Well, that's something. Soval, get those transport inhibitors set up! These bastards getting in the old fashioned way is bad enough. And someone get that photon mortar up!
10:49:31 PM TKirr: ::nods, thinking it through:: Yes, we both know how close that would have to be, with no shields.
10:50:04 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::taking a pounding, unable to get Shore off her tail, starting to sweat::
10:50:19 PM Charity Suite: CB> ::affronted and with his nose supremely out of joint, brings Charity the info she requested::
10:50:56 PM VAdm Blackthorne: +Sharks, Seadogs+ I have a particularly vicious bandit on my tail, a little help here!
10:51:01 PM TKirr: ::to Syvek:: I don't know that we can overpower the Orion before its backup arrives. Perhaps Hemingway could keep it busy?
10:51:30 PM LtCmdrBusard: ACTION> All of a sudden, Atlantis and Hemingway's mid range sensors detect the presence of the aforementioned battle group, at 2 million K and closing. Impulse range, a full 10 minutes earlier than anticipated!
10:51:37 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> They seem to be ignoring the Hemingway. Illogical, but indicative of a personal vendetta, perhaps.
10:51:41 PM Charity Suite: Thanks. Now git outta heah, an' take th' pole ya got shoved up ... nevahmind.
10:51:45 PM Jusstin Case: Oh, my ....
10:51:51 PM Jusstin Case: Uh, Captain, we have a new problem.
10:51:53 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> The Orion battlegroup has suddenly gotten much closer, Captain.
10:51:57 PM Charity Suite: CB>::huffs off to request a ship transfer::
10:52:09 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Zuriyev> ::denies the transfer::
10:52:26 PM TKirr: ::swallows hard, again looking to the chaos across the main viewer::
10:52:45 PM LtCmdrBusard: Sid> ::Spins around and tails Shore, attempting to stuff him full of microtorp:: +Harper+ Working on it!
10:52:45 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> I speculate the warp signatures were faked, and instead, they were sitting in this system.
10:52:45 PM Charity Suite: ::plans to make CB's life a living nightmare::
10:52:59 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::weaving and bobbing, extremely hard to hit::
10:53:12 PM Charity Suite: (::like we needed yet another NPC::-)
10:53:22 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (I don't know what you're talking about.)
10:53:23 PM TKirr: If we can't get them up in time, we're going to have to leave them, and I'd rather it not come to that.
10:54:16 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::flip turns and faces off with him since her front shields are mostly intact::
10:54:23 PM Charity Suite: Hmm. If'n this heah report is right ... we kin work around this toxin ...
10:54:27 PM Jusstin Case: I might be able to get you more range from a shuttlecraft transporter, Captain, but it would require wiring it into the ship's systems. Might even take longer than engineerings repairs of our own systems.
10:54:45 PM Charity Suite: ::looks around, tries to pick someone else to annoy::
10:54:53 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::Climbs hard to get out of the crossfire of the two Mustangs::
10:55:13 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::fires a rear torpedo which he programs to detonate between them::
10:55:21 PM Jusstin Case: [Charity, that new Ensign Sissypants McGee is just *asking* for it!]
10:55:36 PM Charity Suite: Hey, McGee. Yeah, you.
10:55:50 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> I see no logical alternative, given that situation.
10:55:52 PM Jusstin Case: [Hehehe.]
10:56:00 PM Charity Suite: SM>(m) damn.
10:56:12 PM Charity Suite: SM> Er, yes, Doctor?
10:56:25 PM LtCmdrBusard: Sid> ::Spots the torpedo:: SHIT! ::Takes a hit, but isn't ready to give up yet, and forces the shark to pull up, focusing on accuracy with her firing now.:: Come on you little shithead.
10:56:26 PM Charity Suite: ::looks at his legs::
10:56:28 PM TKirr: There is another option.
10:56:44 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::dives but takes a good hit from the explosion::
10:57:05 PM Jusstin Case: ::listening intently to the Captain::
10:57:12 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> ::does that Vulcan eyebrow thing::
10:57:13 PM TKirr: Syvek, make sure we have the Orion vessel's full attention.
10:57:23 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> We have never lost it. Shields at 40%.
10:57:36 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::pulls up hard and gets in the chase of Shore::
10:57:39 PM TKirr: +Hemingway+ Atlantis to Hemingway.
10:57:46 PM Charity Suite: Yeah, Ah kin see why they calls you Sissypants. Pffft. Ah don't care if'n you work in Pediatrics, enny man who wears pink teddy bears on his pants is gonna get teased. An' deserve it.
10:58:13 PM Charity Suite: (Can I fire him?)
10:58:22 PM Charity Suite: (He makes me nervous)
10:58:41 PM Jusstin Case: [Transfer him to engineering.]
10:58:54 PM Charity Suite: (He'll be popular)
11:00:12 PM Jusstin Case: ::taps the microphone::
11:00:38 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::flip turns and flies between them, focusing phasers on Sid and a torpedo or two on Harper::
11:01:10 PM LtCmdrBusard: Gerard> Here.
11:01:42 PM TKirr: +Hemingway+ Captain Gerard, I'm sure you've noticed trouble coming very shortly. We're never shaking this Orion in time, and we need what we came for. I need you to go for McKnight.
11:01:55 PM LtCmdrBusard: ACTION> Coming in from...somewhere off to the right, a micro quantum pops onto Shore's screen, in close and screaming toward his port side.
11:01:57 PM Charity Suite: Ennyway, how's our supply of stem cells?
11:02:35 PM Charity Suite: SP> ::blinks:: Well, we have several cultures, but you would need proper authorization in order to gain access.
11:02:36 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::that gets his attention, dives to starboard::
11:02:55 PM Charity Suite: ::rolls her eyes::
11:03:09 PM LtCmdrBusard: Sellers> ::Grins as he goes screaming past.:: +Harper, Sid+ He's off balance. Hit him now!
11:03:38 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::hits full throttle and chases Shore:: +Sellers+ Thanks!
11:04:07 PM Charity Suite: Spare me th' protocol lecture, Sis. G'wan, git outta heah. Y'makin' me nervous.
11:04:34 PM LtCmdrBusard: Gerard> Check your screens. The Orions have a squadron in reserve, with torpedoes hot and waiting in case one of us manages just that. We need to get this gnat off our back, first of all. Form up on me, if you please. I'll hiy him high, you hit him low.
11:04:49 PM Charity Suite: +Tkirr+ Hey, Chief? Gotta minnit?
11:04:58 PM LtCmdrBusard: Sid> ::Chases after Harper to provide backup::
11:05:06 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> I am not off balance. ::pulls hard to the side and comes back around, firing a torpedo at each of the two Sharks engaging him::
11:05:07 PM TKirr: +Suite+ No, stand by.
11:05:25 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::dives hard but that torp is locked and hits her::
11:05:28 PM Charity Suite: ::listens to the hold music::
11:05:51 PM Jusstin Case: ::stifles a snicker::
11:05:59 PM Charity Suite: ::queues up the forms and other various and sundry paperwork she'll need::
11:06:13 PM Jusstin Case: Hold Music> #Ooooh, but I watch her so saadly!#
11:06:14 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::sees her board light up with all kinds of bad lights::
11:06:19 PM Charity Suite: ::hums along::
11:06:30 PM TKirr: ::waits a beat, then motions to Syvek and the helm:: You heard the man.
11:06:31 PM Charity Suite: ::not on key at all::
11:06:33 PM Jusstin Case: Hold Music> #Hoooow can I tell her I love her?#
11:06:47 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> Yes, Captain. ::readies weapons::
11:07:04 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> +Sharks+ This is Firefly, I've lost shields.
11:07:54 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::knows it and flips, guns the throttle, and closes on Harper with phasers blazing::
11:07:59 PM Charity Suite: #Lawng an' tawll an' tannin luvley ... ::sounding rather like a cat in pain::
11:08:26 PM Charity Suite: ::will keep singing, though, until T'Kirr gets back on the line::
11:08:35 PM LtCmdrBusard: Sid> ::Frowns:: +Sharks+ I've got your back. ::-Ducks in between Shore and Harper and lets loose::
11:08:38 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> ::as the helm officer forms up with Hemingway, he locks weapons on the Orion ship::
11:09:12 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::fakes a dive then climbs over Sid and locks another microtorp as Harper climbs to avoid him:: Gotcha, Firefly. ::fires::
11:09:46 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::eyes go wide as she sees the target lock and her panel screams for her to eject, pulls the eject handle and is blown out into space as the Serenity explodes::
11:09:48 PM Charity Suite: #Th' gurl frum a panini goze wawkin ...
11:10:09 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::the shockwave sends her careening and knocks her out::
11:10:40 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> Captain, Commander Harper has been shot down.
11:10:53 PM Jusstin Case: [::laughing!::]
11:11:14 PM LtCmdrBusard: ACTION> Hemingway closes in, hitting the Orion battleship with everything they've got to the forward shields, then screams past very quickly so they can nail the AFT shields with a full quantum spread. If Atlantis does the same, and the timing is close enough...
11:11:44 PM Charity Suite: #An when she's wawkin' th' men insahde her go 'Owwwwww' ...
11:11:54 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> ::as the Atlantis follows the Hemingway in, he's firing with all the weapons we have::
11:12:14 PM Jusstin Case: ::trying to track Harper::
11:12:15 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> Wax one Shark, game for another?
11:12:23 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Er, that was Shore)
11:12:29 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (NPC overload!)
11:12:36 PM LtCmdrBusard: Sid> ::Looks as Harper ejects, and snarls, turning her boat and guarding Harper::
11:12:39 PM Charity Suite: ::sees staff running out of hearing distance::
11:13:05 PM Charity Suite: ::never did understand the lyrics to that song::
11:13:06 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> After all, your CAG was your best pilot, right?
11:13:14 PM Charity Suite: ::but does want a panini for lunch::
11:13:41 PM Jusstin Case: ::ditto::
11:13:48 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::gives Sid some phasers as he passes by::
11:14:09 PM Charity Suite: ::hangs up and calls back::
11:14:25 PM Charity Suite: +T'Kirr+ Chief? Ah think we gots disconnected ...
11:14:48 PM LtCmdrBusard: Sid> I swear Shore, if I ever get my hands on you, there will not be enough left of you to feed to the dogs. ::Blasts back at him, but stays in her position::
11:14:52 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::didn't actually see her eject, but is confident enough in himself to refer to her in the past tense::
11:15:44 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> Must have been your lifelong ambition, to get your hands on me.
11:16:06 PM LtCmdrBusard: Sid> Sorry Shore. I'm straight.
11:16:11 PM Jusstin Case: ::noticing the Captain being a bit occupied::
11:16:20 PM Jusstin Case: ::inTERPcepts the hail::
11:16:36 PM Jusstin Case: +Charity+ Um, hello, Miss Suite.
11:16:41 PM Charity Suite: (::groan:: )
11:17:10 PM Charity Suite: +Case+ Why, hey there!
11:17:24 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> That's not what I heard in the locker room. ::comes by for another pass, firing a microtorp from just outside phaser range as he climbs::
11:17:37 PM Jusstin Case: +Charity+ ::grins:: Hello! Is there something I can help you with? The Captain is ... um ... engaged.
11:17:52 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> ::fires a rear QT volley, taking the idea from the Hemingway, as they pass::
11:17:52 PM Charity Suite: +Case+ Well, ain't that nice fer her!
11:18:06 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Orion Ship> ::reels from the withering firepower::
11:18:43 PM Charity Suite: +Case+ Ah need some paperwork expeedited so's I kin make shore one of our patients don't die.
11:19:06 PM Jusstin Case: +Charity+ Oh, dear. That does sound important.
11:19:12 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Orion Ship> ::listing badly to the side and on fire::
11:19:17 PM Charity Suite: ::forwards him the forms she needs signed::
11:19:30 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> ::impassively continues to fire as they pass the crippled ship::
11:19:47 PM LtCmdrBusard: Sid> ::Growls, staying where she is and taking heavy damage to the ship from the microtorp, constantly checking to see if Harper's okay::
11:19:52 PM Jusstin Case: ::looks over the forms::
11:20:12 PM TKirr: ::perks an eyebrow::
11:20:14 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::knocked the hell out and floating in space::
11:20:30 PM Jusstin Case: +Charity+ Hm. It says you need a commanding officer to okay the paperwork, but do you specifically need the Captain to sign off on them?
11:20:44 PM Jusstin Case: +Charity+ I mean, you've got an admiral down there, don't you?
11:20:51 PM Charity Suite: ::grins::
11:20:51 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> The Orion ship that gave us that bad scar explodes, showering crap all over the place.
11:21:08 PM Jusstin Case: ::momentarily distracted by fireworks!::
11:21:10 PM Charity Suite: +Case+ Ah purely do.
11:21:15 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> Target destroyed.
11:21:40 PM Jusstin Case: +Charity+ Why not just press his thumb on the PADD? Not like he's going to kno--err ... mind.
11:22:01 PM Charity Suite: +Case+ Ah purely like th' way you think.
11:22:03 PM TKirr: Is it my understanding there are ships within firing range that will take the opportunity if we were to drop our shields?
11:22:18 PM Jusstin Case: ::to T'Kirr:: Oh, most definitely, Captain.
11:22:41 PM LtCmdrBusard: Gerard> Well, that was impressive. Unfortunately, it did what it needed to do. The battle group's here. We'll hold them off long enough for you to retrieve your CAG, but after that, there's no choice left. We have to withdraw.
11:22:45 PM TKirr: And they're just... what, watching us?
11:23:16 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Orion Battlegroup> ::closes to weapons range and opens fire::
11:23:29 PM Jusstin Case: Err ... not anymore, Captain!
11:23:42 PM TKirr: +Mustangs+ Atlantis to Sharks, return to base.
11:23:44 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> Eight ships. We can not withstand this.
11:23:46 PM Jusstin Case: +Charity+ Thanks! Can I call you back? We just got shot a bunch.
11:24:09 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> Shields at twenty percent.
11:24:13 PM Charity Suite: +Shore. Hey, wawna git some lunch later? Mebbe a panini?
11:24:19 PM Charity Suite: +Case+
11:24:26 PM Jusstin Case: +Charity+ Sounds delightful!
11:24:31 PM TKirr: +McKnight+ T'Kirr to McKnight.
11:24:54 PM Charity Suite: +Case+ See ya later, then.
11:25:21 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::ignores Sid and finds another Shark to pick on::
11:25:23 PM LtCmdrBusard: ACTION> Hemingway puts itself in the path of that fire, targeting the lead ship. Atlantis is shielded, but Hemingway can't keep this up for long.
11:26:15 PM LtCmdrBusard: +T'Kirr+ McKnight here! Little busy, but here!
11:26:35 PM TKirr: +McKnight+ Colonel, we've got an Orion battlegroup up here, and we need to retreat immediately. I'm very sorry, but you're going to have to secure yourself down there until we can return for you.
11:26:43 PM TKirr: +Mustangs+ Atlantis to Sharks, return to base.
11:26:45 PM Jusstin Case: ::trying to draw power from anywhere to keep the shields up::
11:26:48 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::quickly picks apart the less skilled pilot, causing RedShirt2634 to die horribly::
11:27:10 PM Charity Suite: (Dibs on his locker)
11:27:30 PM TKirr: Have you located Harper?
11:27:31 PM Jusstin Case: ::decides not to transfer power from Sick Bay life support beds::
11:27:55 PM LtCmdrBusard: Sid> ::As second to Harper, responds:: +Atlantis+ Acknowledged, Atlantis. If you're looking for Harper, she's about twenty feet to my left.
11:28:21 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::drools in her spacesuit::
11:28:41 PM Jusstin Case: [She and Blackthorne evidently have a lot in common.]
11:28:54 PM TKirr: Get her inside with the Sharks and let's get out of here before someone blows up.
11:28:58 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::spots Sellers and gets a long distance lock, firing three microtorps:: That's for earlier.
11:29:35 PM Charity Suite: ::gets the proper authorization for access to the stem cell cultures::
11:29:46 PM Charity Suite: ::somehow::
11:31:05 PM LtCmdrBusard: Sellers> ::Kills his engines, thus vastly decreasing his sensor cross section just before he deploys sensor flares. Moments later, he comes charging back through the explosive fireball, pulse phasers firing.:: Sorry, sport. I know a few tricks.
11:31:22 PM Charity Suite: Hmm. Lessee if'n we have a good 'nuff crossmatch ...
11:31:46 PM Charity Suite: ::peering through the microscope-based futuristic thingie::
11:31:58 PM Charity Suite: (m) Hold still, ya lil' buggers ...
11:32:28 PM LtCmdrBusard: McKnight> +T'Kirr+ Get your asses back here pronto, or we'll have to write your first command off as less than hoped for. And by we, I mean you. Me being hypothetically dead by then and all.
11:33:21 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::dives hard to avoid the angered Sellers, then pulls up and turn behind him, knowing he can outturn the peregrine::
11:34:36 PM TKirr: +McKnight+ You know we will.
11:35:33 PM TKirr: +Mustangs+ Sharks, do you copy?
11:36:06 PM LtCmdrBusard: +Atlantis+ We copy. Coming home.
11:36:21 PM LtCmdrBusard: (That was Sid, sorry)
11:37:23 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Five minute warning!)
11:37:42 PM LtCmdrBusard: Sid> ::Noting that the coast is clear, Sid pops the top of the cockpit, pulling Harper in manually and then closing it again. Then she and presumably the other Sharks head in::
11:38:16 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Other Sharks> ::always do what everyone else does because they're too numerable and complicated to individually manage::
11:38:34 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::notes the Sharks retreating, signals back to the lead of the battlegroup::
11:38:49 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> Your playmates are going home....
11:39:21 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::closing on Sellers in the turn::
11:39:45 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::Crammed behind Sid's seat in a pile::
11:40:20 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> The Sharks return to Atlantis, minus a few.
11:40:35 PM LtCmdrBusard: Sellers> ::Outturn, yes. But a Peregrine can do a dead stop pretty fast. Sellers does just that, and Sellers finds himself unable to get off much fire before he's too close. Unless he wants to collide with a much sturdier fighter, he'll have to break off, and get a face full of aft torpedo.
11:40:35 PM Jusstin Case: ::frowns, seeing the handful of missing fighters::
11:40:47 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> All remaining fighters have landed.
11:40:53 PM LtCmdrBusard: McKnight> +Percy+ Busard, you got all that?
11:41:22 PM TKirr: Time to leave.
11:41:22 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::sees that, decides he wants the lesser of two evils, and breaks off:
11:41:33 PM LtCmdrBusard: +McKnight+ I did. You want some help?
11:42:03 PM Charity Suite: ::glad she wasn't still on hold::
11:42:14 PM LtCmdrBusard: +Busard+ A little extra firepower wouldn't go amiss. Just watch your six.
11:42:21 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> Assuming Commander Harper was retrieved, we lost three fighters and two pilots.
11:43:11 PM LtCmdrBusard: Percy> ::Pilots the ship into an optimal position and begins firing at the enemy::
11:43:26 PM TKirr: ::nods:: Set a course away and take it. Make sure Hemingway follows.
11:43:27 PM LtCmdrBusard: Sid> ::Rushes Harper to Sickbay once she's in Atlantis::
11:44:54 PM Charity Suite: (Do we want her to make it?)
11:45:05 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (yes!)
11:45:21 PM Jusstin Case: [Then make sure Sissypants McGee doesn't get hold of her!]
11:45:30 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> Hemingway appears to be recalling fighters now.
11:45:34 PM Jusstin Case: [He's abysmal!]
11:45:42 PM Charity Suite: ::looks up as the team flies in with Harper::
11:46:08 PM Charity Suite: ICU 3, ready!
11:46:41 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> Atlantis warps away with the Hemingway following as soon as her birds land.
11:46:42 PM Charity Suite: Hey! Sis, get yer flockin' teddybears away from ICU. Go polish test tubes.
11:47:06 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> Another day then.
11:47:21 PM Charity Suite: SM>::sulks, thinks his life might as well be over::
11:47:31 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Shore> ::flies back to the Orion battlegroup, pretty damned full of himself::
11:48:24 PM LtCmdrBusard: ACTION> Unfortunately, with the two ships gone, the locals are free to pay attention to what's on the ground. Soon, two fighters come up behind Percy, and her screen will scream informing her of a sensor lock before the torpedoes fly.
11:49:07 PM Jusstin Case: ::frowns at his sensors::
11:49:13 PM Jusstin Case: This is not good.
11:49:23 PM TKirr: Many things about this are not good.
11:49:40 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> Indeed. No signs of pursuit, at least.
11:49:50 PM Jusstin Case: But what about the people we've left behind?
11:50:24 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Syvek> ::with what can almost be mistaken as pride:: He is a Marine. He will survive.
11:50:32 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (McKnight, that is.)
11:50:55 PM LtCmdrBusard: Percy> ::Knows she's not THAT good of a pilot, and after the torpedoes hit, there's too much damage to do anything but crash the thing. After setting a collision course with a place she thinks will do the most damage, Percy rushes to the transporter room, grabbing a rifle on the way there.::
11:51:34 PM LtCmdrBusard: ACTION> The ship crashes in a thick area of soldiers, and Percy is transported within the marines' defense line.
11:51:40 PM VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
11:51:42 PM VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
11:51:43 PM VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
11:51:45 PM TKirr: ::pauses::
11:51:51 PM Charity Suite: ::paused::
11:51:55 PM Jusstin Case: ::presses "start"::
11:52:08 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Well, the five minute warning ended up being fifteen, but we got where we were supposed to be tonight! :)
11:52:14 PM LtCmdrBusard: Woohoo!
11:52:18 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Great job y'all! :D
11:52:20 PM TKirr: I'll take your word for it.
11:53:22 PM Jusstin Case: Hehehe.
11:53:38 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Well, yes, the situation is dire, but hey.
11:54:28 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Anyway, next week, we'll proceed with the rescue plan.
11:54:45 PM Jusstin Case: Yay!
11:55:03 PM Jusstin Case: I figure none of us can die; we all have last names.
11:55:09 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Any then hopefully some much deserved Lost Harbor time. Assuming... you all live!
11:55:59 PM LtCmdrBusard: Dun dun DUUUN
11:56:28 PM Jusstin Case: But..but...last names...!
11:58:53 PM Jusstin Case: Well, I'm not worried.
11:58:57 PM LtCmdrBusard: ..I am.
11:59:04 PM LtCmdrBusard: I HAVE A LAST NAME DAMMIT
11:59:10 PM Jusstin Case: I don't wear red.
11:59:10 PM VAdm Blackthorne: People with last names die all the time.
11:59:18 PM LtCmdrBusard: :-(
11:59:53 PM LtCmdrBusard: But I'm also the nerdy socially awkward engineer! They only die when Joss Whedon directs!
12:00:01 AM Jusstin Case: Hehe.
12:00:14 AM Jusstin Case: Well, anyway, I must be going. I've got work in the morning!
12:00:17 AM VAdm Blackthorne: Bad news.
12:00:22 AM VAdm Blackthorne: I just hired Joss Whedon to direct.
12:00:23 AM Charity Suite: Drive safe
12:00:26 AM LtCmdrBusard: NOOOOOO!!
12:00:26 AM VAdm Blackthorne: Night Rob.
12:00:30 AM Jusstin Case: G'night, all!
12:00:40 AM LtCmdrBusard: Dear Jason: I hate you, drop dead. Signed Rachel.
12:01:04 AM LtCmdrBusard: 'Night Rob!
12:01:17 AM VAdm Blackthorne: why :(
12:01:38 AM LtCmdrBusard: Also, if Joss Whedon is directing, then I should point out that the main people to be fucked over will be T'Kirr and Blackthorne. We all know his stance on successful romances.
12:02:11 AM VAdm Blackthorne: ::points out the burgeoning romance between McKnight and Busard::
12:02:21 AM LtCmdrBusard: Yes. BURGEONING.
12:02:42 AM LtCmdrBusard: Not already established. Congratulations, you two are Buffy and Angel.
12:02:44 AM LtCmdrBusard: :-D
12:02:52 AM LtCmdrBusard: I will not speculate as to which is which.
12:04:55 AM Charity Suite: ::snickers::
12:05:06 AM LtCmdrBusard: Anyway, with that, it's time for some Star Wars and ice cream. Good game all! We'll see you next week.
12:05:10 AM VAdm Blackthorne: I never watched those shows. :(
12:05:23 AM LtCmdrBusard: Well, damn.
12:05:27 AM LtCmdrBusard: Later!