Conversation with #ussatlantis at 10/27/2009 9:57:51 PM on (irc)

(9:57:51 PM) The topic for #USSAtlantis is: Tonight, the Atlantis approaches Outpost Mayflower, site of the attacks by the creature known as the Rukagru.
(9:57:52 PM) mode (+o VAdmBlackthorne) by ChanServ
(9:58:22 PM) CdrHarper [CdrHarper@] entered the room.
(9:58:50 PM) LtSyvek [Mibbit@] entered the room.
(9:58:52 PM) CdrTKirr: Hi Carre
(9:58:56 PM) LtKuari [] entered the room.
(9:58:57 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hey y'all
(9:59:26 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Using iPhone so short speeches for me tonite. Rigs in the shop
(9:59:58 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Oh goodness.
(10:00:27 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: The hubby is playin aion so can't steal laptop
(10:00:39 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Kick him off!
(10:00:42 PM) CdrTKirr: Hah you pullin' a T'Kirr, Carre
(10:01:04 PM) CdrTKirr: Don't navigate away or your scrollbar's screwed
(10:01:20 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Learned from the best :)
(10:01:37 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Considering this sim started in an AOL chatroom in 1997, I'm pretty impressed to see people simming on their phones.
(10:03:16 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Btw he's demanding his own account for aion lol
(10:03:37 PM) CdrTKirr: hah
(10:03:41 PM) CdrTKirr: Is he guilded?
(10:03:46 PM) CdrTKirr: Or just foolin' around
(10:04:18 PM) gsong [] entered the room.
(10:04:23 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: *taunts Jason*
(10:04:26 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hi Glenn
(10:04:28 PM) gsong is now known as RyanCarter
(10:04:30 PM) CdrTKirr: Hey Glenn
(10:04:31 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ::thwaps Roxy::
(10:04:36 PM) RyanCarter: what's up
(10:04:45 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Apparently Aion is cool
(10:05:01 PM) RyanCarter: I hear you can make hawt looking elf chicks in it. with wings and shit
(10:05:09 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I'll get him in soon he's rolling a healer
(10:05:14 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Yeah they're pretty hawt
(10:06:05 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I have large metal tatas myself
(10:06:44 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Is that a fact.
(10:07:13 PM) CdrTKirr: Yeah I've got pointy ears and wings >.>
(10:07:57 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Oh dear god a flying Vulcan.
(10:08:00 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: And she can fit in my pocket
(10:09:36 PM) CdrTKirr: Pocket mage >.>
(10:09:53 PM) CdrTKirr: C> - - - Fireball!
(10:12:28 PM) LtKuari: :: curls up in the corner and takes a nap ::
(10:12:37 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: We'll have McKnight at least in a few minutes
(10:12:40 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Oh noes he had his first death
(10:13:14 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :ohdear:
(10:13:40 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: *pokes the sleeping dragon*
(10:13:50 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: You're gonna get barbequed. Again.
(10:14:04 PM) CdrHarper: DROP MY DAGGER ALREADY!
(10:14:28 PM) CdrTKirr: lol
(10:14:40 PM) CdrHarper: :: glances at Roxy :: Hay... I wonder if she has loot?
(10:14:48 PM) LtKuari: :: peers out from under an eyelid at the poke, but doesn't move ::
(10:15:12 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: You can ask
(10:15:24 PM) CdrHarper: We could kill her and find out.
(10:15:33 PM) CdrHarper: I mean, she looks kinda like a dragon, and dragons drop loot.
(10:16:39 PM) ColDougMcKnight [] entered the room.
(10:16:42 PM) LtKuari: :: raises her head and yawns widely, all teeth ::
(10:16:44 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I'm not sure this one breathes fire, isn't that a requirement for loot?
(10:16:55 PM) CdrTKirr: Hey Mike
(10:16:57 PM) CdrHarper: Hm, maybe.
(10:17:00 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Hey.
(10:17:02 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya Mike
(10:17:16 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hellos
(10:17:19 PM) Percy [] entered the room.
(10:17:24 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya Rachel
(10:17:25 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Apparently Rachel's trying to sign on, but is having some trouble connecting...and never mind.
(10:17:34 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Alrighty then, let's get going.
(10:17:36 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Hey, hun.
(10:17:55 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hiya percy
(10:18:03 PM) CdrTKirr: :: TWEEEEET :: Attention!
(10:18:08 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::AA::
(10:18:26 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: aa ::
(10:18:52 PM) Percy: ::AA::
(10:19:14 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Let's try this one again.
(10:19:17 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Questions?
(10:19:34 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Nope.
(10:19:36 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Do they like bacon?
(10:20:12 PM) Percy: Do they like cocaine?
(10:20:31 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Everyone likes bacon, and cocaine is a helluva drug.
(10:20:33 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(10:20:35 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(10:20:36 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(10:21:06 PM) CdrHarper: :: sitting at helm :: Approaching the Outpost, sir.
(10:21:12 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: On screen.
(10:21:19 PM) CdrHarper: :: throws up a picture ::
(10:21:30 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: looks at T'Kirr :: Lifesigns?
(10:21:34 PM) Percy: :: In Engineering, looking at the initial scans for the Mayflower::
(10:21:49 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Prepares medipacs
(10:22:03 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::As with last time, if Atlantis is approaching the outpost, McKnight is in the locker room, securing the arm and leg portions of his fancy new black armor that I totally didn't rip off from ODST.::
(10:22:31 PM) CdrTKirr: :: consulting the scanner :: I'm detecting... it's hard to say how many, but there are faint signs.
(10:22:42 PM) LtSyvek: :: also suiting up in armor ::
(10:22:55 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Any Rucaran or similar life signs?
(10:23:29 PM) CdrTKirr: No, that much is clear. He could be masking his signature, however.
(10:23:39 PM) LtKuari: :: suiting ::
(10:23:58 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Life support?
(10:24:06 PM) CdrHarper: On, but at low power.
(10:24:13 PM) DrRoxanneCarre left the room (quit: Exit: ajax IRC Client).
(10:24:20 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: eyes the screen ::
(10:24:28 PM) CdrTKirr: (( Not supposed to navigate away on iPhone! ))
(10:24:31 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Why would life support be damaged.
(10:24:43 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hail them.
(10:24:46 PM) CdrTKirr: :: follows his gaze :: Sabotage?
(10:24:50 PM) CdrHarper: :: hails :: No response.
(10:25:46 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: This is damn peculiar.
(10:26:07 PM) DrRoxanneCarre [] entered the room.
(10:26:13 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Kate, pull us alongside. T'Kirr, contact security, medical, and engineering and have them report to TR1 for an away team.
(10:26:37 PM) CdrTKirr: :: nods and gets started ::
(10:26:38 PM) CdrHarper: Aye sir. :: eases Atlantis alongside the Outpost and sets station-keeping ::
(10:26:39 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (stupid iphone now on laptop)
(10:26:51 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Helping Kuari suit up as before, so on.::
(10:27:08 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Ensure that Lt. Kuari is on the away team.
(10:27:34 PM) LtKuari: :: is strapped properly and looks sheepish but happier ::
(10:28:06 PM) LtSyvek: Perhaps some custom armor is in order.
(10:29:03 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Agreed, but I somehow doubt we've got time right now. What's the verdict, Lieutenant? Can you move properly? If not, it's worse than useless.
(10:29:37 PM) LtKuari: :: does some funny-looking moves, a look of concentration on her face :: Yes, this will do for now.
(10:30:09 PM) CdrTKirr: + Sec + McKnight to T'Kirr, we're assembling in TR1. Kuari's with you, I presume?
(10:30:29 PM) CdrTKirr: (( damn backwards calling like at work >_< ))
(10:31:11 PM) CdrTKirr: (( Carre you back in yet? ))
(10:31:24 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (yes'm)
(10:31:53 PM) CdrTKirr: + Eng + T'Kirr to Busard, please send an engineer to TR1 for the assembling away team.
(10:32:08 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +T'Kirr+ She is, Commander. I've got an entire squad ready to beam over in groups and secure the area. More will, of course, be ready to go once we've evaluated the situation. What's it looking like over there?
(10:32:25 PM) CdrTKirr: + Med + T'Kirr to Dr. Carre, we require your expertise on the away team. Please report to TR1.
(10:32:35 PM) Percy: +T'Kirr+ Will do, Commander. Suiting up and heading out immediately.
(10:32:53 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: stands up :: I'm going down there.
(10:32:55 PM) CdrTKirr: + McKnight + Life support's holding, for now. Faint lifesigns.
(10:33:04 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: +T'Kirr+ On my way.
(10:33:15 PM) CdrTKirr: :: stands and looks pointedly at Blackthorne :: No you're not.
(10:33:32 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +T'Kirr+ Life support is tenuous? I guess we'll have a chance to see just how well this new battle armor works, then. McKnight out.
(10:33:50 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: eyes a the red-shirt she had pegged for this mission, sighs and heads for the door ::
(10:33:53 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Fortunately, did not overhear that bit from Blackthorne just yet, and so looks at his team.::
(10:33:55 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: The Rukagru has been there and gone. This is more like a crime scene.
(10:34:03 PM) Percy: :: And with that, she starts getting into a swanky space suit before heading down to TR1.::
(10:34:07 PM) CdrTKirr: We don't know that he's gone.
(10:35:00 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: True, but I think it likely. Besides, I'll be surrounded by Marines.
(10:35:03 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: You have the bridge.
(10:35:34 PM) LtSyvek: :: stands ready with armor and weapon ::
(10:35:41 PM) CdrTKirr: :: watches Blackthorne go, frustrated ::
(10:35:58 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Okay, people, listen up. Everyone run a quick check on their oxygen levels. Hopefully, we won't need it, but we're supposed to have 30 minutes of emergency oxygen, plus heat in an emergency. So sound off.
(10:36:29 PM) LtSyvek: :: checks O2 levels, finds them full :: O2 nominal.
(10:36:38 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: enters the TL and heads for the TR ::
(10:36:48 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Checks his own levels, hides his face behind the black face plated helmet, and waits by the door.:: Alright. Out you go, then.
(10:37:01 PM) LtKuari: :: checks :: Good here, sir.
(10:37:17 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: struggles into the unfamiliar suit :: Mmmph...hand here please!
(10:37:33 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::And since those are the only played characters, off the squad goes toward the transporter room.::
(10:37:46 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: enters the TR and begins to pull on an envirosuit ::
(10:38:08 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ( Ulic let me know he'd be out tonight, btw )
(10:38:09 PM) LtKuari: :: marches ::
(10:38:14 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Gotcha.)
(10:38:23 PM) LtSyvek: :: falls in ::
(10:38:35 PM) LtKuari: (( Darn I had him scheduled to be eaten =/ ))
(10:38:52 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (( Yeah he knew and called in sick ))
(10:38:55 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: finds her head wedged into a shoulder opening ::
(10:39:24 PM) Percy: :: Percy totally does not skip a little down the halls shortly before entering the Transporter Room. Totally not.::
(10:39:31 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: finishes getting the suit on, and checks out a sidearm from the weapon locker ::
(10:39:36 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods :: Commander Busard.
(10:40:39 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: contorts and all of a sudden everything slides into place, emerges slightly embarassed and very frustrated ::
(10:41:08 PM) Percy: ::Nods:: Admiral. Wasn't aware you were coming on this one, sir.
(10:41:21 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: This one has my curiousity.
(10:41:21 PM) CdrTKirr: (( impressive for cell-sim =P ))
(10:41:23 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: checks suit levels, thinks everything looks okay ::
(10:42:50 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::And then, McKnight enters as well, stopping short and thus forcing 10 men and women and 1 dragon to a stop behind him.:: Sir?
(10:42:58 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Colonel.
(10:43:06 PM) LtSyvek: :: stops short ::
(10:43:36 PM) LtKuari: :: stops and stretches upwards, peering over heads ::
(10:44:11 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::And he clears his face plate, just so people don't think he's making faces at people under there.:: All due respect, what are you doing here, sir? I'm sure you're well aware of the regulations pertaining to command officers, flag officers especially, heading into unsecured situations.
(10:44:18 PM) ColDougMcKnight: And this is about as unsecured as it gets.
(10:44:29 PM) Percy: :: Is totally making faces behind hers::
(10:45:18 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Starfleet General Order 15 states that no flag officer shall beam into a hazardous area without armed escort. I think ten marines counts.
(10:45:48 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: looks back behind McKnight :: 12 marines.
(10:45:52 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: listens as she fiddles with her suit ::
(10:45:56 PM) CdrTKirr: :: finds herself tapping her foot and makes herself stop, instead uselessly turning her attention once again to the scanners ::
(10:46:10 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (argh brb annoying customer)
(10:47:24 PM) ColDougMcKnight: That is does, sir. Even so, I'd like to try talking you out of this one. We're looking to make contact, on purpose, with a highly dangerous serial killer. Why this mission to stretch your legs?
(10:47:52 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Curiousity. I'm looking at this more like a crime scene.
(10:47:55 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (back)
(10:47:58 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: looks in the helm, swallows and crams it on anyway, amazed that it plops right into place ::
(10:48:00 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (WB)
(10:48:09 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: If it'll make you feel better, beam over ahead and secure the area.
(10:48:29 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: totally votes for that ::
(10:48:49 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: checks his sidearm :: Besides, I haven't shot anything in a long time.
(10:50:07 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Frowns, but his instincts are telling him Blackthorne's not dropping this.:: Alright. But I'm leaving four of my men to watch the rest of you. So long as you stay with that group, I will accept this. With protest.
(10:50:38 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Noted. Get on over there and report back when the situation is secure.
(10:51:07 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: slides over next to Percy, fairly certain wherever she is, its safe ::
(10:52:13 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Nods and steps up onto the transporter pad, blackening his face plate and turning to the transporter chief.:: If we've identified where the problem is with the life support, set us down there. I'm sure we'll have people pretty eager tog et out of those EV suits before long.
(10:52:31 PM) LtSyvek: :: steps up on the pad ::
(10:53:00 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::I believe the pad has room for six, so Kuari, step on up!::
(10:53:41 PM) LtKuari: :: finds her own spot on the pad and faces outward with rifle at the ready ::
(10:54:57 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Cdr Busard, go with the initial group and work in LSS.
(10:55:38 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: somehow thinks she might be screwed now ::
(10:55:46 PM) Percy: :: Smiles as Carre sidles up, then nods.:: Aye, sir. ::Looks to McKnight and the security folks...smiling extra at the DRAGON:: Just don't get me shot.
(10:55:51 PM) LtKuari: :: minds her tail to make room for Percy, smiling at her ::
(10:55:55 PM) Percy: :: Steps up on the pad::
(10:55:55 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Set your helmet displays for thermal scans as soon as we materialize. Whatever we don't know, we DO know the Rucara are warm blooded.
(10:55:59 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The first group beams over.
(10:56:06 PM) CdrTKirr: ACTION> Aboard the Mayflower, alarms blare and fire suppressant hisses and billows from the ceiling, stifling the already low oxygen supply. What should be white clouds are awash with red that pulses along with the grating klaxon.
(10:56:08 PM) Percy: ::And resists the urge to pet it::
(10:56:18 PM) LtSyvek: :: flips visor to thermal ::
(10:56:19 PM) CdrTKirr: ACTION> A handful of corpses in fairly good condition litter the room, but a voice calls out from a dark corner. Damaged machinery spits from a nearby wall.
(10:56:45 PM) LtSyvek: :: scans the room, weapon at the ready :
(10:57:35 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Points to Syvek, ordering him to investigate the voice.:: He, meanwhile, engages his thermal scans, and looks around spreading out along with the others to form a perimeter.::
(10:57:40 PM) Percy: :: Heads immediately for the damaged machinery, removing her handy wrench before getting to work, provided that the area is safe.:: Aw hell, someone did a number on the oxygen delivery systems. This might take a minute.
(10:58:10 PM) LtSyvek: :: moves over toward the dark corner, seeing something on thermal ::
(10:58:15 PM) CdrTKirr: Injured Engineer> :: coughs up blood ::
(10:58:27 PM) LtSyvek: This man needs a medic, ASAP.
(10:58:44 PM) LtKuari: :: looks around quickly :: He's not in here, at least.
(10:59:40 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Agreed. Spread out, secure all exits.
(10:59:55 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Blackthorne+ McKnight to Atlantis.
(11:00:02 PM) LtKuari: :: finds herself a door ::
(11:00:02 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +McKnight+ Go ahead.
(11:00:17 PM) LtSyvek: :: kneeling by the injured engineer ::
(11:00:37 PM) CdrTKirr: Injured Engineer> :: coughcough::
(11:01:13 PM) LtKuari: :: calls out clear, holding a doorway ::
(11:01:36 PM) RyanCarter left the room (quit: Exit: ).
(11:02:13 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Blackthorne+ It's not pretty over here, but the beam in site is secure. Also, we've got a wounded man over here. If this place is any indication, he won't be the last.
(11:02:26 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +McKnight+ Alright, stand by for the rest of the team.
(11:02:34 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: gestures :: Everyone up, let's go.
(11:02:59 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: hears there are wounded, steps over to the round transport area, swallows hard, then nods :: Transport please.
(11:03:05 PM) Percy: (Be right back, need to serve up dinner)
(11:03:11 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: steps up with Carre and the remainder of the Marines ::
(11:03:19 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The second beam-over takes place.
(11:03:31 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Moves back toward the center of the room, visually scanning the ceiling and walls for any air ducts big enough to fit this thing. He's seen enough Scifi horror movies in his time.::
(11:03:45 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Also be right back.)
(11:03:47 PM) LtSyvek: Dr. Carre, over here.
(11:04:02 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: heads over and begins scanning ::
(11:04:23 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: scans the room ::
(11:04:33 PM) CdrTKirr: Injured Engineer> :: clutches at his throat and side, blood all over his hands and clothes ::
(11:04:59 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: hypos in some drugs :: That should help a bit, just relax.
(11:05:09 PM) LtSyvek: :: stands and moves to the center of the room, surveying two exits ::
(11:05:22 PM) CdrHarper: Both teams are aboard, Commander.
(11:05:36 PM) CdrTKirr: Injured Engineer> :: relaxes immediately, and breathes between chokes :: Monster...
(11:05:54 PM) CdrTKirr: :: sighs and nods :: So far so good.
(11:06:52 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yes, we know. Hes gone now. :: uses a physio-stimulator to reduce some of the bleeding areas ::
(11:07:32 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: walks over to a computer console and punches at it, looking at internal sensors ::
(11:08:17 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Lt. Kuari?
(11:08:34 PM) CdrHarper: :: discreetly monitors the Admiral's lifesigns ::
(11:08:45 PM) LtKuari: :: perks her ears up from the doorway :: Sir?
(11:08:58 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Can the Rukagru mask itself from sensors?
(11:09:12 PM) Percy: (back)
(11:09:17 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Back as well!)
(11:09:21 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: How did it get in? :: reduces the blood seeping into the lung cavity allowing the engineer to breathe better ::
(11:09:21 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (WB)
(11:09:24 PM) LtKuari: :: hesitates :: Not naturally, if that's what you mean.
(11:09:33 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I'm not finding anything in these logs.
(11:09:45 PM) ColDougMcKnight: There's technology that can do that, sir. It's over my head, but maybe we can find some way to scan for THAT?
(11:09:52 PM) CdrTKirr: Injured Engineer> :: shakes his head weakly :: Dunno... just appeared...
(11:10:42 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods :: If we can. Cdr. Busard, how's life support coming?
(11:11:05 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Transporting this patient back to Sickbay, hes as stable as I can make him.
(11:11:10 PM) gsong [] entered the room.
(11:11:13 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (WB Glenn)
(11:11:17 PM) CdrTKirr: ( WB )
(11:11:25 PM) gsong: ((hey, sorry, was hungry))
(11:11:33 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (WB)
(11:11:39 PM) Percy: :: Grimaces a little:: Better, but not great. Oxygen levels are halved when they're the highest. Honestly, sir, I think I'm gonna need access to main engineering here to get these systems back up.
(11:11:44 PM) Percy: (Hey Glenn)
(11:11:47 PM) Percy: (WB)
(11:11:58 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: That works anyway, since we'll need engineering access to be effective here.
(11:12:43 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: makes notes on her PADD, attaches a medi-marker :: +transport+ One to beam to sickbay, use medi-marker 1292 for location
(11:12:54 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: We'll take this deck by deck, securing areas with forcefields that are known to be clear. This thing is fairly large, so it can't hide just anywhere.
(11:13:11 PM) Percy: Yes, sir. :: she packs up her things, then looks to the security group:: Ready when you all are. I've done all that I can from here.
(11:13:24 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Busard, do you think you can find a way to scan for a signature denoting the use of sensor-masking technology?
(11:13:33 PM) LtKuari: :: twitches an ear at something that looks like her being referred to as a 'thing' ::
(11:13:36 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods to Carre ::
(11:14:35 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Alright. Burke, Domingo, Sanders and Pitcairn will form an escort to main engineering. The rest of us will commence search. And I want comm check ins every five minutes.
(11:14:52 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: packs her stuff back up ::
(11:15:13 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I'll want all sensor logs transferred to Atlantis, and a visual inventory of every spacecraft that's supposed to be here.
(11:15:24 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Any records of spacecraft that aren't supposed to be here from external sensors as well.
(11:15:41 PM) CdrTKirr: Injured Engineer> :: calms into a drugged sleep ::
(11:15:45 PM) Percy: Er...maybe, if the technology uses a battery of any sort, we might be able to lock on to energy readings?
(11:16:15 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: See if you can get something like that working once LSS is back.
(11:16:28 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: It must be using something if internal sensors don't show anything.
(11:16:28 PM) Percy: Aye, sir.
(11:16:45 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Colonel, if you need more men to search, use as many as necessary.
(11:16:48 PM) CdrTKirr: Ensign> Commander, one injured victim has been transported to Sickbay.
(11:17:00 PM) CdrTKirr: :: nods ::
(11:18:05 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Nods:: It's a big place for just us. I'll need three additional squads at least to cordon everything off as we go.
(11:18:22 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Alright, let's do this.
(11:19:06 PM) LtSyvek: :: forms up with McKnight ::
(11:20:23 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: uses her medicorder to scan for lifesigns ::
(11:20:46 PM) DrRoxanneCarre left the room (quit: Exit: ajax IRC Client).
(11:20:49 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Leaves one four man team behind to guard the beam in site, which is where reinforcements will first arrive. Himself, Syvek, Kuari, and uh...Private Donut move out to begin the search.
(11:20:54 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::
(11:21:47 PM) Percy: (Heehee, Private Donut)
(11:21:58 PM) Percy: :: Wonders why Private Donut is wearing pink armor::
(11:22:13 PM) CdrTKirr: ACTION> The corridors yield the occasional corpse, blood spattered walls, and disheveled objects near entryways to scientific laboratories.
(11:22:22 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Donut> Aw man, this armor totally chafes! They should throw some lotion in with the field pack.
(11:22:37 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: remains at the beam-in site looking at the computer there ::
(11:23:01 PM) ColDougMcKnight: One more word that does not contain such key phrases like "Over there!" and "Look out!", and Lieutenant Syvek may consider himself under or5ders to neck pinch you.
(11:23:19 PM) LtSyvek: :: walking along, weapon at the ready, raises an eyebrow behind his mask ::
(11:23:26 PM) LtKuari: :: follows down the corridor, flaring her nostrils instinctively at the sight of blood ::
(11:24:12 PM) Percy: (Are these marines heading to find engineering, or is that a different group?)
(11:24:27 PM) DrRoxanneCarre [] entered the room.
(11:24:28 PM) CdrTKirr: (( Different group ))
(11:24:38 PM) Percy: (Thanks)
(11:24:42 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (McKnight's group is trying to find the Rukagru. Percy has a different group with her.)
(11:25:50 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: keeps percy in her sights while checking for the not-quite-dead ::
(11:26:54 PM) Percy: :: Heads with her group of bodygua-er marines towards where her PADD indicates is main engineering, making notes as they go:: Right, life support systems are more active here, which makes me think we've got a leak somewhere. If I can close off the leaking section we might be able to get life support back up to 70, maybe even 89 percent.
(11:27:05 PM) Percy: (*80)
(11:27:13 PM) CdrHarper: Away teams are fanning out now.
(11:27:16 PM) CdrTKirr: ACTION> Another faint lifesign appears on scanners in a miscellaneous room.
(11:27:31 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::McKnight keeps an eye out for dragon and human alike on thermal scans. One advantage he has over 21st century soldiers is that his peripheral vision is unhindered, thanks to holographic imagine sensors along the insides of the helmet.::
(11:27:48 PM) CdrTKirr: Good.
(11:28:05 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (which team is that near?)
(11:28:27 PM) CdrTKirr: (( The one Carre's with =X >>
(11:28:39 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (oh sure!)
(11:28:53 PM) LtSyvek: :: eyes a corpse as they passed by, whose throat has been eviscerated ::
(11:29:21 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: catchs a blip on her scanner :: Hey, I got somethin here. Up ahead on the right....errr left.
(11:30:35 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Makes a note of a particular hallway junction about a hundred feet from the beam in site.:: I want a security checkpoint set up here. We'll arrange two man patrols between checkpoints. That way, we won't have to keep escorting survivors all the way back to LSS.
(11:30:36 PM) Percy: :: Nods, following Carre's direction, checking to see if the door separating them is sealed or not on the PADD.
(11:31:38 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ACTION> Another dozen shimmering light patterns appear in sight of Blackthorne, clustered around two different spots. The same thing is repeated a moment later. All geared up marines. Multiple transporter rooms are obviously now in use.
(11:31:55 PM) CdrTKirr: Injured Scientist> :: wails hysterically as the door swishes open :: God, help me! Help me, please!
(11:31:57 PM) CdrHarper: Second and third waves of Marines aboard, at the Admiral's location.
(11:32:27 PM) CdrTKirr: :: breathes easier, settling back in her chair ::
(11:32:37 PM) LtSyvek: Aye sir. :: comms a squad leader from the reinforcements to report here with two men for guard duty, and three more for a patrol ::
(11:32:54 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +Atlantis+ Blackthorne to Atlantis.
(11:33:09 PM) CdrTKirr: + Blackthorne+ Go ahead, Admiral.
(11:33:20 PM) Percy: Over here Carre! ::stands by the scientist:: It's okay, we're here to help.
(11:33:27 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +T'Kirr+ I'm going to start transmitting the station logs and sensor data. See what you can make out of it.
(11:33:36 PM) CdrTKirr: ACTION> McKnight's team nears the command deck.
(11:33:57 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: quickly scans the injured scientist, surprised with all the injuries, they're still conscious ::
(11:34:00 PM) CdrTKirr: :: sits up immediately :: Understood.
(11:34:03 PM) ColDougMcKnight: And Syvek? Keep those ears open. I'm not quite ready to shoot up every new room we enter, but if this bastard can hide from our sensors, maybe he can hide from a thermal scan too. I want any warning I can get.
(11:34:28 PM) LtSyvek: :: eyebrow maneuver again :: I will keep my ears.. open.
(11:34:40 PM) CdrTKirr: Injured Scientist> There's a thing! A beast! It's on the loose! It's horrible!
(11:34:43 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: starts transmitting the data ::
(11:35:03 PM) ColDougMcKnight: O
(11:35:07 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (D'oh.)
(11:35:16 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: hypos, and treats the major bleeds :: Its okay, we'll keep an eye out for it, relax and try to keep breathing...
(11:35:51 PM) CdrHarper: Receiving the data now.
(11:35:52 PM) CdrTKirr: :: receives the data :: Mr. Logan, run an integrity check on the incoming data.
(11:36:11 PM) ColDougMcKnight: O'Grady> And my NPC is back in security, monitoring the teams on sensors to coordinate the search. Also, he's arranging to have all the portable force field generators they've got beamed over, since he has no idea if the security fields on the station will still function.
(11:36:24 PM) CdrTKirr: Injured Scientist> IT'S GOING TO KILL US ALL! Get me out of here!
(11:36:56 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: stabilizes the patient :: We'll do that shortly. :: hypos a minor tranq ::
(11:36:58 PM) CdrTKirr: Injured Scientist> :: flails before settling down from the drugs ::
(11:37:30 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Okay, pretty sure the command center is this way. I'm not hopeful we'll find anyone, but maybe we can help get something useful back online.
(11:37:36 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (AFK a sec again, damn work )
(11:37:46 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: medi-tags the patient :: Did you actually see it? How did it get here?
(11:39:09 PM) CdrTKirr: ACTION> McKnight's team reaches the command deck, which has clearly seen a bloodbath. The corpses here are ravaged, and upon closer examination, the center area is completely covered in gore. No one appears alive, thankfully. Slashes mark the various flickering consoles, and several data banks are dark.
(11:39:14 PM) gsong: ((I'm gonna head out, sorry for not simming, see ya next week))
(11:39:21 PM) gsong left the room (quit: Exit: ).
(11:39:22 PM) CdrTKirr: (( <3 ))
(11:40:06 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (I'm trying to recall. Were any of the people here actually Starfleet personnel?)
(11:40:23 PM) CdrTKirr: Injured Scientist> It was... huge... fast... lots of teeth... really loud...
(11:40:56 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: checks her scan again, PADDs up treatment completed and orders :: Alrighty, you can tell them all about on the ship.
(11:41:14 PM) CdrTKirr: (( Federation science outpost, some Starfleet yes, including the Bridge crew ))
(11:41:17 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Halfway back, 5 minute warning)
(11:41:26 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (WB)
(11:41:32 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: +Transport+ One to beam to sickbay, medi-tag 1539
(11:42:22 PM) LtKuari: :: takes a look around, ears wilting, tries to ignore all the blood :: Clear, sir...
(11:42:41 PM) CdrHarper: Another injury beamed aboard.
(11:42:53 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::McKnight looks around for anything that MIGHT be working, since the show tells me you can access most stuff from almost any console, if you know what you're doing. McKnight doesn't, especially, but he can call someone who does. And as he inspects the command chair's keypad, he taps his comm.
(11:43:01 PM) LtSyvek: :: scans the room :: All dead.
(11:43:27 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: That ones done...shall we move on?
(11:44:06 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Everyone onboard+ McKnight, here. We're on the command deck. No sign of survivors. It's...pretty grisly. Admiral, Doctor, Percy, let's hear some noise.
(11:44:35 PM) Percy: :: Consults her PADD for the shortest way to engineering. Luckily, it's just a deck down.:: Sure. :: She approaches what she notes is a Turbolift door, and is disappointed to find that it is not functional::
(11:45:12 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: +Everyone onboard + We found another survivor in a bit better condition physically, beamed to sickbay, moving on.
(11:45:38 PM) Percy: ::She looks to Carre as she preps a crowbar and starts forcing the door open:: Hope you like climbing.
(11:45:44 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +McKnight+ Blackthorne here.
(11:45:56 PM) CdrTKirr: EnsLogan> Data's intact. Reviewing latest entries.
(11:45:56 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Domingo> Allow me, Commander Busard. Maintenence ladder should be this way.
(11:46:19 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Anything work on the bridge?)
(11:46:28 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: smiles at Percy :: Well its supposed to be good for leg strength.
(11:46:30 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +McKnight+ Sensor logs and crew logs have been sent back home.
(11:46:32 PM) CdrTKirr: (( A few consoles, sure ))
(11:46:33 PM) Percy: :: Deflates a little bit, and mutters something about never letting her have any fun:: Sure, thanks.
(11:47:03 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (We'll go a few more minutes)
(11:47:29 PM) LtKuari: :: tries to avoid stepping in the blood, looking for clues ::
(11:47:59 PM) CdrTKirr: :: is reading the log files herself ::
(11:48:05 PM) Percy: :: After Domingo goes first, she starts climbing down the ladder:: Man, I've got this weird compulsion to sing Frere Jacques (or however it's spelled). That's not a symptom of something, is it?
(11:48:37 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Bad taste in music?
(11:48:50 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Domingo> ::After a thermal scan shows nothing on the other side, he pries the access hatch away from the wall, then taps a few buttons on his Type III rifle. It's an aging model, but still a goodie, as he demonstrates by setting it to wide beam, aims upward inside the maintenence shaft, and blankets it with an expanding stun sweep.::
(11:49:18 PM) Percy: Aww.
(11:49:25 PM) CdrHarper: :: takes it upon herself to scan the area for warp signatures ::
(11:49:34 PM) CdrTKirr: (( squareness gun? ))
(11:49:42 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::He repeats the process below, before climbing inside the hatch himself.:: Should be all clear now, ma'am.
(11:49:57 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: ;; checks for more life signs ::
(11:49:58 PM) Percy: ::Right, and THEN the climbing down::
(11:50:15 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Heh, sorry. Missed that. He totally didn't shoot Percy.)
(11:50:28 PM) Percy: (Lol. NOT AGAIN!)
(11:50:58 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (s'okay I gave her bullet-proof innards! ;) ::
(11:51:10 PM) Percy: (You did? Awesome! I'm a cyborg!)
(11:51:33 PM) Percy: (Wait...does that mean that I have to have a steady diet of grain alcohol and make jokes about black jack and hookers?)
(11:51:41 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +T'Kirr+ Commander, McKnight over here. We've secured the command center. Not sure if they'll be any good, but it looks like there are still a few consoles working. Could you please arrange for a team of engineers to be sent here?
(11:51:42 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (She's a Cylon, wax that toaster!)
(11:52:07 PM) CdrTKirr: ACTION> Engineering yields more bodies, none left alive, as doing so would leave someone to fix things. Several prime components appear to be brutally sabotaged, but only superficially and crudely, without technology.
(11:52:08 PM) Percy: ( Noo! But I'm like Athena. I'm a GOOD Cylon!)
(11:52:26 PM) CdrHarper: Warp signature heading out of the system that dates to after the initial distress call.
(11:52:35 PM) CdrTKirr: + McKnight + You'll have them shortly.
(11:52:45 PM) CdrTKirr: + McKnight + Well done, Colonel.
(11:53:04 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +T'Kirr+ Too little, too late. But thanks. McKnight out.
(11:53:41 PM) CdrTKirr: I see it. Curious, is it not?
(11:53:57 PM) Percy: :: Frowns at the state of Engineering:: Well, someone went Freddy Krueger on this place. Thank god for electrical tape.
(11:54:25 PM) Percy: :: And with that, she attempts to cordon off sections of the ship that appear to be leaking atmosphere.::
(11:56:11 PM) CdrTKirr: Beta Squad > +McKnight+ Colonel, Beta leader here. We're outside a shuttle bay. The bay seems to have lost integrity. Scans show a hole's been blasted through the doors.
(11:56:32 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: examines the bodies, half appear to be slashed/clawed the others appear to be bitten :: Just nasty!
(11:57:12 PM) CdrHarper: It could have been someone fleeing.
(11:57:21 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Beta Leader+ Can you tell if the breach was made going in or out?
(11:57:22 PM) CdrTKirr: Agreed.
(11:57:29 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (We'll pause at the hour )
(11:57:35 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Kay.)
(11:58:03 PM) CdrTKirr: Beta Squad > + McKnight + Jones is tellin' me the logs show one shuttle missing. I'll give you two guesses.
(11:58:29 PM) CdrTKirr: Perhaps a survivor?
(11:58:50 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: finds a body that appears to have been bludgeoned with something large and roundish ::
(11:59:55 PM) CdrTKirr: :: points out a line of data :: Here in the interface logs. A late entry shows Outpost Daeva being referenced. Does the warp trail lead in that direction?
(11:59:59 PM) Percy: :: She of course avoids cordoning off areas that have life signs in them. After a few minutes, she makes a triumphant sound.:: Yes! Hull breaches have been sealed off, and we have...85 percent life support. That's enough to survive off of comfortably enough.
(12:00:04 AM) CdrTKirr: (( couldn't resist ))
(12:00:27 AM) CdrHarper: :: frowns :: It does.
(12:00:32 AM) ColDougMcKnight: +Beta Leader+ Right. I want the name of that shuttle, its transponder codes, the works. Maybe we can track it. Just as importantly, see if you can recover any security camera footage. If we can actually visually confirm the Rukagru has left the station, it'll save us a whole lot of leg work, not to mention time.
(12:00:35 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(12:00:37 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(12:00:38 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(12:00:40 AM) CdrTKirr: :: pauses ::
(12:00:44 AM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Paused::
(12:00:46 AM) Percy: ::pauses::
(12:00:54 AM) LtKuari: :: flees the bloody room ::
(12:00:59 AM) LtSyvek left the room (quit: Exit: ajax IRC Client).
(12:01:00 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: pauses ::
(12:01:01 AM) CdrHarper left the room.
(12:01:04 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: Daeva LOL
(12:01:06 AM) LtKuari left the room (quit: Exit: ajax IRC Client).
(12:01:07 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: Yay, progress.
(12:01:10 AM) CdrTKirr: =P
(12:01:20 AM) ColDougMcKnight: Indeed. That went much better.
(12:01:21 AM) Percy: Aw man, I missed that. Not the Daeva!
(12:01:24 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: Thanks for a good sim, folks, hopefully that gets us back on track.
(12:01:33 AM) CdrTKirr: Sorry, first thing that came to mind.
(12:01:46 AM) Percy: It's cool. They're just my least favorite clan.
(12:01:55 AM) Percy: And tonight was fun!
(12:01:58 AM) CdrTKirr: Err, what, different reference I think
(12:02:15 AM) Percy: Ah...sorry. The Daeva are a clan of vampires in the World of Darkness games.
(12:02:34 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: Its also what players are called after level 10 in Aion. :p
(12:02:52 AM) Percy: Aaah. How is Aion? I've not heard much about it.
(12:02:56 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: *runs out and buys Percy a copy so she can fly too*
(12:03:02 AM) CdrTKirr: Well, it should fit perfectly then.
(12:03:06 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: I'm enjoying it.
(12:03:12 AM) CdrTKirr: Flying ftw
(12:03:31 AM) CdrTKirr: Flying pvp even more ftw
(12:04:12 AM) Percy: Nice.
(12:04:28 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: Gotta pretty bad issue with a customer server, so I'm gonna have to bail. See you next week!
(12:04:31 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: I'm a fairly slow leveler and managed level 26 in about 4 hours. Took me a couple of days for level 25. :D
(12:04:37 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: later
(12:04:40 AM) CdrTKirr: Okay see you, good sim!
(12:04:41 AM) ColDougMcKnight: Night!