Conversation with #ussatlantis at 11/17/2009 9:59:05 PM on VAdmBlackthorne@betamatrix.ny.us.darkmyst.org (irc)
(9:59:05 PM) The topic for #USSAtlantis is: While hunting for the Rukagru aboard Outpost Daeva, our quarry has eluded us and managed to somehow get aboard Atlantis! What's more, the creature is able to cause feelings of agitation and fear, heightened in those with telepathic or empathic abilities.
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(10:00:35 PM) CdrHarper [CdrHarper@22.214.171.124797] entered the room.
(10:02:59 PM) Percy [Mibbit@dm-29322.hsd1.ma.comcast.net] entered the room.
(10:03:00 PM) DrRoxanneCarre [Mibbit@dm-29898.tukw.qwest.net] entered the room.
(10:03:04 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya Percy
(10:03:25 PM) Percy: Hoy.
(10:03:26 PM) CdrTKirr: Hi Percy, Carre
(10:03:39 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hi guys!
(10:03:44 PM) ColDougMcKnight [Mibbit@dm-29322.hsd1.ma.comcast.net] entered the room.
(10:03:55 PM) LtKuari: :: glomps Percy ::
(10:04:06 PM) Percy: Eee!
(10:04:09 PM) CdrTKirr: I'm so glad that was the right window.
(10:04:10 PM) Percy: Dragon Glomp!
(10:04:17 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: LOL
(10:04:21 PM) Percy: Heh, Vulcan glomp WOULD be funny.
(10:04:31 PM) CdrTKirr: Well now that I've made everyone think it. =P
(10:04:40 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya Doc, Mike
(10:05:08 PM) CdrTKirr: Oh didn't see you come in, Mike.
(10:05:15 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Thinking makes my brain hurt.
(10:05:16 PM) CdrTKirr: Get on AIM for me?
(10:05:47 PM) LtKuari: :: licks Percy's face :: So don't think!
(10:06:51 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: whispers :: Dont worry, dragon spit is probably good for your face.
(10:07:03 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Yes, I was like unto a ninja.
(10:07:20 PM) Percy: Hooray?
(10:07:31 PM) Rukagru: :: snarls :: I suggest you all see my face posted on the groups. Then you'll know what you're facing... :: evil grin ::
(10:07:55 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Oh, goodie. I'll enjoy a look before I blast it off.
(10:08:02 PM) CdrTKirr: LOL
(10:08:31 PM) Rukagru: :: growls ::
(10:08:38 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: thinks it looks something like Puff the Magic Dragon from old earth :: Terrifying...totally.
(10:08:45 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Well, alright. You've got some fantastic dental hygiene. I'll give you that.
(10:09:15 PM) CdrTKirr: I didn't feel like putting blood on it.... use your imagination.
(10:09:36 PM) Percy: Aww it's so cute! And it's trying to tear my face off!
(10:11:01 PM) CdrTKirr: Hygiene isn't gettin' him anywhere, is it?
(10:11:03 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: ...how did you get a picture of my cat?
(10:11:20 PM) CdrTKirr: Psst, Mike, can you open AIM?
(10:11:43 PM) Percy: It also describes my cat.
(10:11:51 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (srsly my cat looks at me all the time like that...freaky)
(10:12:02 PM) CdrTKirr: Lol you guys are an admiring lot, aren't ya? =P
(10:12:19 PM) Percy: Silly Einstein and his destructive ways.
(10:12:31 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Oh, and very nice drawing also. :D
(10:12:43 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Yes, agreed. Nicely done.
(10:13:32 PM) CdrTKirr: Lol thanks
(10:13:46 PM) CdrTKirr: Think it's the best I've done without a photo to look at
(10:14:01 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Alright, let's get this thing started.
(10:14:05 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Needs a few broken teeth though...
(10:14:16 PM) ColDougMcKnight: I'll see what I can do.
(10:14:17 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: ...gnawing on bones is hard on teef.
(10:15:10 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (but they are all dressed in that cheesy polyester-looking material so no hard metals for chippage)
(10:15:39 PM) Percy: Honey? I think it's time for the chain mail.
(10:15:40 PM) CdrTKirr: Two words. Gator teeth.
(10:16:31 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Well, the marines are pretty well set, armor-wise. But you guys are screwed.
(10:16:31 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: prods T'Kirr ::
(10:16:38 PM) ColDougMcKnight: I mean...we'll protect you. Don't worry.
(10:16:57 PM) Percy: Craaap.
(10:17:02 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Is happy to not be wearing red ::
(10:17:03 PM) Percy: So, new engineering protocol.
(10:17:07 PM) CdrTKirr: :: is prodded :: Ahem.... :: TWEEEEEEET :: Attention!
(10:17:08 PM) Percy: Plate armor at all times.
(10:17:10 PM) Percy: ::AA::
(10:17:15 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: aa ::
(10:17:31 PM) VAdmBlackthorne has changed the topic to: While hunting for the Rukagru aboard Outpost Daeva, our quarry has eluded us and managed to somehow get aboard Atlantis! What's more, the creature is able to cause feelings of agitation and fear, heightened in those with telepathic or empathic abilities. We've secured the station and went into deep space to ensure that it does not escape...
(10:17:42 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I trust you all remember the various plans you had in action last week.
(10:17:49 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: What with the cute robots and such.
(10:18:12 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Any questions?
(10:18:14 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: WTF were we thinking...taking off into space with that thing...are you guys nuts?
(10:18:16 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::AA::
(10:18:48 PM) LtSyvek [Mibbit@126.96.36.199797] entered the room.
(10:18:54 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Alright then....
(10:18:56 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(10:18:57 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(10:18:59 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(10:19:42 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: sitting calmly on the bridge, thoughts in order from his little break in the FO ::
(10:20:14 PM) CdrHarper: :: sitting less calmly on the bridge, occasionally swearing under her breath in various languages ::
(10:20:38 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: writing up notes on her PADD about the crazies and the surgery assist and the 'serum' usage on the transporter chief ::
(10:21:06 PM) CdrTKirr: :: stands in the center of the Bridge, distractedly taking in the heightened security members on the Bridge ::
(10:21:42 PM) Percy: :: Not sitting at all, but standing as she finishes her adjustments.:: +McKnight+ Busard to McKnight. The adjustments are complete. Where do you want your little army?
(10:22:53 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (One sec.)
(10:23:36 PM) CdrHarper: :: smacks the console :: Why can't I find this thing! :: curses elaborately in Tellarite ::
(10:25:27 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Walking briskly down deck 16 with a team, responds on comm:: +Percy+ Just realease everything you've got at its last known position, the damaged relay, and let them spread out. Let me know the moment one of them makes contact, whether the little buggers succeed in giving this thing a face full of grenade or not.
(10:26:44 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Pull it together, Commander.
(10:27:01 PM) CdrHarper: I'M TR-, er, I'm trying, sir.
(10:27:55 PM) CdrTKirr: :: perks eyebrow ::
(10:28:47 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: notices the general unrest in Sickbay personnel :: Hmmm... :: jiggles her leg, realizes she never does that ::
(10:30:59 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Tactical display of the ship with Marine locations and known sightings on the main viewer.
(10:31:26 PM) CdrHarper: :: calls up the requested display ::
(10:32:47 PM) CdrTKirr: EnsJohnson> :: fidgeting nervously in her quarters, suddenly stops when the lights go out ::
(10:32:52 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: checks the base logs and finds similar symptoms had been reported before things went south, checks the GPDR for specific conditional drugs. Replicates a likely drug and hypos herself ::
(10:33:00 PM) Percy: (Sorry, trying to cut pizza)
(10:33:28 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (AFK, gotta reboot a server, keep going!)
(10:33:34 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Other marine+ Sergeant McQueen, what's your status?
(10:33:39 PM) Percy: +McKnight+ Will do. :: And with that, she heads towards the damaged relay.
(10:33:50 PM) Percy: ::
(10:33:54 PM) Percy: (BRB)
(10:35:00 PM) CdrTKirr: EnsJohnson> :: stares all around, mumbling to herself, wondering why she had to get the quarters near a maintenance hub :: It's not a closet, Marilyn says... it's just cozier, she says...
(10:36:05 PM) ColDougMcKnight: McQueen> ::Watching the main shuttlebay from one level up, through a bulkhead with the use of a sniper rifle's exographic targeting system.:: We're all good, sir. As ordered, we've "forgotten" about a suitably roundabout path the Rukagru could take to try and hijack a shuttle. The moment it tries, it's getting a bullet for its troubles.
(10:36:19 PM) CdrTKirr: EnsJohnson> :: stumbles around through the dark and finds her desk lamp, flicks it on, when she hears scratching in her wall ::
(10:38:27 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Grins:: +McQueen+ Just remember, coordinate with the other snipers, and if at all possible, shoot to wound. If possible.
(10:39:09 PM) Rukagru: :: pries off a strap barring the unused maintenance hatch, forces it open, and finds himself inside cozy quarters ::
(10:39:17 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Makes a general announcement in Sickbay :: Anyone feeling a bit 'edgy' report to my office for a test hypo of possible drug solutions. :: Line forms immediately ::
(10:40:00 PM) CdrTKirr: EnsJohnson> :: starts and bleeps her combadge, staring in terror ::
(10:41:29 PM) Rukagru: Call for help and you die.
(10:41:53 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: picks out 11 volunteers, tests out 3 different drugs and keeps one control group, sets her watch for ten minutes ::
(10:42:23 PM) CdrTKirr: EnsJohnson> :: hesitates, unable to take her eyes off the monster ::
(10:43:37 PM) Rukagru: :: grins, all teeth :: That's better. I have a message for your captain.
(10:44:26 PM) Percy: (Back)
(10:44:36 PM) Rukagru: :: runs and jumps, throwing Johnson to the ground and proceeds to rape her ::
(10:44:52 PM) CdrTKirr: EnsJohnson> :: screams ::
(10:45:08 PM) Percy: (Eek.)
(10:45:37 PM) CdrTKirr: NervousGuy> :: next in line, sticks his arm out for a hypo ::
(10:46:09 PM) Rukagru: :: snarls and tries the door, finding it sealed, then slithers back into the maintenance hatch ::
(10:46:53 PM) Percy: :: Once she gets to the right area, she releases roughly thirty tiny robots into the maintenance tubes, all equally adorable. They instantly scatter into groups of three or so and search.::
(10:46:57 PM) CdrTKirr: EnsJohnson> :: cries :: +Security+ Security to my quarters!
(10:48:05 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: smiles at nervous guy :: We're pausing for six more minutes, then we'll get everyone calmed down.
(10:48:50 PM) Percy: +McKnight+ They're in. ::adds nervously:: Look, I know it's your job but...don't get dead, okay?
(10:48:53 PM) CdrTKirr: NervousGuy> :: looks even more nervous, then shuffles a few steps away ::
(10:49:31 PM) Percy: :: She proceeds back to Engineering, making certain the shields are running at full power around them upon entering.::
(10:50:09 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::What with patrols on every deck, the security lock on her door is over-ridden and a well-armed team is inside within 30 seconds.::
(10:50:41 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: notes on her PADD that group one seems fairly normal, group two a bit sluggish and group three still a bit tense, group four looks just like they did before ::
(10:50:54 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Random marine> ::Gets on the comm:: Medical team to this location! Security, the target is in the vicinity of deck 17, section C!
(10:52:42 PM) LtKuari: :: walking Deck 17, the far section from the commotion ::
(10:53:42 PM) LtKuari: Lephersfield> :: motions to Kuari :: Hurry up! We've gotta get that comm relay secured.
(10:54:03 PM) Percy: :: Buries herself in work, cursing every time she manages to find the slightest fault.::
(10:54:19 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Percy+ Percy! The bastard's on deck 17! Scramble everything you've got!
(10:54:39 PM) Rukagru: :: cocks his head at an odd tinkling sound rattling through the Jeffries tube system ::
(10:54:45 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: sends a medical team to pick up the latest patient :: Beam there. Tag the patient. Beam back. We'll treat the patient here.
(10:54:55 PM) Percy: +McKnight+ ::after a few huffs trying not to panic:: Scrambling!
(10:55:04 PM) Percy: :: Scrambles everything she's got.::
(10:55:28 PM) LtKuari: :: catches up to Lephersfield quickly ::
(10:55:32 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Running for a turbolift, pacing himself only enough for his team to consult tricorder scans. They're close enough to that location that MAYBE it could make its way down to their location.::
(10:55:56 PM) Rukagru: :: snarls quietly :: Someone's getting clever...
(10:56:21 PM) Percy: Robots> ::Run and wheel themselves into the maintenance hatches of Deck 17, preparing to attack::
(10:56:24 PM) Rukagru: :: turns down a side passage, away from the tinkling of tiny metal feet on metal ::
(10:56:54 PM) Rukagru: :: finds a door that looks promising and starts on it ::
(10:57:12 PM) LtKuari: :: stops again, listening ::
(10:57:57 PM) LtKuari: Lephersfield> :: turns and huffs again :: I said come ON, we're supposed to have it secured by now! Didn't you hear?
(10:58:02 PM) Percy: :: Percy watches with rapt attention to the movement of the robots and every sensor change in Deck 17.:: You are NOT getting away from me... ::said in a growl::
(10:58:14 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: fixes up a batch of drug number 1 :: Inoculations are open again, line up people. :: motions nervous guy over ::
(10:58:54 PM) LtKuari: :: turns and keys in the bypass for Fighter Storage and enters ::
(10:59:28 PM) LtKuari: Lephersfield> Hey! What are you doing? :: turns and looks both ways, undecided as to which way to go ::
(10:59:44 PM) CdrTKirr: NervousGuy> :: grins unstably and hops over ::
(11:00:05 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: replicates several more hypos of #1 ::
(11:00:27 PM) LtKuari: Lephersfield> :: enters the room after Kuari, figuring she had to have a reason for abandoning her assignment ::
(11:00:27 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: hypos nervous guy ::
(11:00:41 PM) CdrTKirr: NervousGuy> Thanks, Doc!
(11:01:41 PM) LtKuari: :: frowns, swearing she heard something, but thinks the anxiety is really getting to her head and turns back ::
(11:01:44 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: puts an assistant in charge of the very long line :: Plenty to go around, no need for pushing!
(11:01:50 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (I'm half-here, fixing crap at my desk instead of out on the floor right now.)
(11:02:04 PM) CdrTKirr: ( I know, no prob )
(11:02:26 PM) LtKuari: Lephersfield> You kidding me... :: grumbles and tails Kuari out ::
(11:03:36 PM) LtKuari: :: waits in the corridor for Lephersfield, hears a loud thump from inside ::
(11:03:56 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Computer, medical emergency transport to the bridge.
(11:03:57 PM) LtKuari: Lephersfield> ...
(11:05:48 PM) LtKuari: :: enters the room cautiously, rifle up and combat ready :: Lephersfield?
(11:06:08 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: appears on bridge, hypo in hand ::
(11:06:30 PM) CdrTKirr: :: looks up in alarm as Carre materializes ::
(11:06:59 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: jumps, the effects of his mind clearing exercise wearing off :: Doctor!
(11:07:00 PM) Rukagru: :: launches himself from behind a fighter chassis, tackling Kuari from behind ::
(11:07:40 PM) LtKuari: :: cries out and lands hard ::
(11:07:56 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: notices a LOT of hostile gazes :: WHOA! Here to cure your headaches...and general nervousness. Doctors orders.
(11:08:17 PM) Rukagru: :: rips Kuari's rifle from her, then goes for her combadge ::
(11:08:30 PM) CdrHarper: Then you're a sight for sore thighs.
(11:08:56 PM) CdrTKirr: :: calms herself :: If you wish to "cure" our general nervousness, you may wish to announce your arrival beforehand in the future.
(11:09:03 PM) Percy: (Bow chicka wow wow?)
(11:09:22 PM) LtKuari: :: kicks Rukagru off before he can get to her badge ::
(11:09:52 PM) Rukagru: :: manages to land on his feet and snarls :: Call for help and you die!
(11:09:52 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Sorry, Sir...things are a bit hectic at the moment in Sickbay. :: starts hypoing around the bridge ::
(11:10:26 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: gratefully receives the drugs ::
(11:10:34 PM) LtKuari: :: gets to her own feet and stares :: Rukagru...
(11:10:37 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: as she hypos Harper she whispers :: Its EYES, not thighs...
(11:10:58 PM) CdrHarper: Oh... right, yeah. That does make more sense.
(11:11:02 PM) LtKuari: If it means my life for them to know where you are, then so be it.
(11:11:28 PM) CdrTKirr: :: is hypo'd, murmurs her thanks ::
(11:12:02 PM) Rukagru: :: looks confused :: Well, then... call for help, and I run.
(11:13:17 PM) LtKuari: :: hovers a paw over her combadge. She didn't want to lose sight of him, thinking chances of catching him better if she stalls, then drops her paw ::
(11:13:37 PM) CdrTKirr: How is Sickbay faring, Doctor?
(11:13:37 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Arrives on deck 17, sadly on the wrong side of it.:: Okay, thermals on. Spread out, search every room. But be quick about it. We don't have a lot of time.
(11:14:13 PM) Rukagru: :: grins, taking an easier stance :: I thought I smelled Rucara... and look at you! They've TAMED you!
(11:15:07 PM) Rukagru: And yet... you are young. I don't know you. Born after me, yes... whose offspring are you?
(11:15:42 PM) LtKuari: :: frowns :: Karwayin, Ruari.
(11:16:17 PM) Rukagru: Ah yes... I knew them. Just whelps when I left... Such a long time ago...
(11:16:35 PM) Percy: (Haha he's old)
(11:17:19 PM) LtKuari: :: fights her rising anger :: Why kill so much? Why draw attention to yourself? Aren't you supposed to flee from attention, preserve your life, so you can keep on being evil?
(11:17:50 PM) Percy: Robots> ::Continue a thorough, high speeed search of all maintenance tubes on Deck 17::
(11:18:05 PM) Rukagru: I'm tired of fleeing. And.... :: grins :: I think I know just what I need.
(11:18:23 PM) LtKuari: :: o.0 ::
(11:18:42 PM) Rukagru: It's been so long since I've killed a Rucara!
(11:19:14 PM) LtKuari: :: backs up a step, goes for her combadge :: +Security+ Kuari, need assistance, Fighter Storage!
(11:19:27 PM) Rukagru: :: pounces ::
(11:19:57 PM) Percy: :: Percy notices the comm use in a strange location on Deck 17, and directs the robots there immediately!::
(11:20:23 PM) Percy: Robots> ::Ideally, would start pouring out at the Rukagru's location seconds after being directed::
(11:20:33 PM) LtKuari: :: tails whip, claws slash ::
(11:21:07 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Takes off at a run:: +Security+ McKnight to all points. Remain at your stations, and lock down every fucking path out of there!
(11:21:10 PM) LtKuari: :: throats roar and teeth flash, yay I rhymed! ::
(11:21:14 PM) CdrHarper: Call to security on Deck 17.
(11:21:23 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: looks at the tac readout ::
(11:21:51 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Sprints in the lead, as only those without other assignments begin to converge on the fighter bay.::
(11:21:54 PM) LtKuari: Lephersfield> :: lies bleeding in a corner ::
(11:22:10 PM) LtSyvek: :: is still on the bridge because his player is busy ::
(11:22:38 PM) LtKuari: :: screams and fights her hardest, realizing she's losing to the better fighter ::
(11:22:43 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Kuari made the call. It went for her.
(11:23:04 PM) Percy: Robots> ::Flood into the room through the maintenance hatch, and leap at the Rukagru while emitting sirens::
(11:23:35 PM) CdrTKirr: :: sits and watches the readout herself, on the edge of her seat, waiting for the next call ::
(11:24:11 PM) Rukagru: :: snarls and tries to ignore the robots, concentrating on his larger quarry ::
(11:24:23 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ( I like the sirens )
(11:24:45 PM) CdrTKirr: ( yeah lol cuteness forever )
(11:25:04 PM) Rukagru: :: kicks at Kuari, snapping a wing ::
(11:25:18 PM) Percy: Robots> ::Upon catching a grip on the Rukagru, each robot emits an electric charge like a powerful tazer, playing the sirens as they do::
(11:26:05 PM) Rukagru: :: yelps and rolls with Kuari, crushing some robots against the floor ::
(11:26:08 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :science:
(11:26:37 PM) Percy: Some Robots> ::Crushed! Oh no!::
(11:26:47 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: hopes she makes it ::
(11:26:49 PM) LtKuari: :: gets zapped through contact, yelps also ::
(11:26:54 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: ( :( )
(11:26:59 PM) Percy: Other Robots> ::Continue to zap!::
(11:27:17 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Just then, McKnight finally surges past the doorway, and takes aim at the dragon shaped heat signature. His diaplay registers Kuari as basic Starfleet blue. The moment he has a clear shot, he fires off a three round burst at maximum stun.::
(11:27:24 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (display)
(11:27:50 PM) CdrHarper: Hey Doc, when this is over with, I could use some time on that special project of yours. :: as she's tapping away at her console ::
(11:29:15 PM) Rukagru: :: gets zapped and stunned on his resistant dorsal plating, and realizes he's made a crucial mistake in his haste and tries to flee ::
(11:29:41 PM) LtKuari: :: lying broken on the floor, catches the Rukagru's foot in her mouth, trips him ::
(11:29:55 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I'll be glad to write you a prescription for it.
(11:30:37 PM) CdrHarper: :: grins, the drugs working :: Great.
(11:31:19 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: resists the urge to call for a report in mid-combat :::
(11:32:13 PM) Percy: Robots> ::Zap! Zap zap zap!::
(11:32:46 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Bring up the security camera feed of that area.
(11:32:50 PM) Rukagru: :: in the tussle, shakes off the last of the bots and staggers to his feet, making for the empty chassis lying in front of the Jeffries tube entrance ::
(11:32:55 PM) CdrHarper: :: punches it up on the big screen ::
(11:33:15 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: gazes at the huge display in awe ::
(11:33:31 PM) CdrTKirr: :: looks up with interest ::
(11:33:54 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: just in time to watch the Rukuagru make his feet above Kuari lying on the floor ::
(11:35:02 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Fortunately, the trip and the sluggishness brought on by the massive electrical abuse has given him more than enough time to up the phaser rifle into the lethal settings. At this point, it's both training AND a desire for payback that causes him to take his time, allowing the Rukagru to ALMOST make it to cover before the bright orange energy bolts hit.::
(11:35:37 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: sees the energy bolts fly across the screen ::
(11:36:10 PM) Rukagru: :: shrieks with agony and rage and writhes full around with the blast's impact, his cry giving the image of one last roar at McKnight before he falls limply and unmoving to the floor ::
(11:36:43 PM) CdrTKirr: ACTION> Feelings of unusual agitation shipwide suddenly cease.
(11:37:02 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Sickbay+ McKnight to sickbay. Lock onto both Rucara bio signs for emergency medical transport! Don't worry. The bastard's not getting up unless you pull off some quick treatment.
(11:37:16 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Better get down there, Doc.
(11:37:37 PM) CdrTKirr: :: closes her eyes in relief ::
(11:37:46 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Just then sees the still warm but unmoving human shaped heat signature off in the corner.:: +Sickbay+ Amend that. Two Rucara, one human.
(11:37:48 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Computer emergency medical transport to Sickbay. :: beams out ::
(11:38:47 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: +Mcknight+ Thanks, we're waiting for them. By the way, nice shot! Carre out.
(11:39:27 PM) LtSyvek: :: nods in satisfaction at the viewscreen ::
(11:39:57 PM) LtKuari: :: appears in Sickbay, draped across a biobed, the effects of transport causing her to try to stand up and half flops off the bed with a pitiful cry ::
(11:39:58 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +McKnight+ Blackthorne to McKnight.
(11:40:39 PM) Rukagru: :: lies unmoving on his own biobed, smelling a bit of barbeque ::
(11:41:14 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Taps his comm badge in reply, even as he looks up at the camera, deactivating thermal scan and clearing the faceplate.:: McKnight here, sir. Sorry to report, I felt the situation rendered the stun setting insufficient.
(11:42:17 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: examines the Rukagru :: I think this one is toast too many BIG holes to patch up. Someone throw him in statis for later diss...examination.
(11:42:21 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +McKnight+ I concur, Colonel. Good work. I'll need a full casualty report ASAP.
(11:43:27 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Helps Kurari back onto the bio bed :: We'll get you fixed right up, you just relax...
(11:43:37 PM) LtKuari: :: sports shredded uniform and numerous lacerations, some serious, and a broken lead bone of her wing ::
(11:43:53 PM) Rukagru left the room (quit: Exit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(11:44:13 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (yeah thats right Rukagru...you just RUN! :p )
(11:44:31 PM) CdrTKirr: ( lol )
(11:44:52 PM) CdrTKirr: :: stands ::
(11:46:02 PM) LtKuari: :: blinks at Carre with narrowed pupils, tries to get up again ::
(11:46:28 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Blackthorne+ I'll be able to comply with that once I get word back from sickbay about the condition of marines Kuari and Lephersfield, sir.
(11:46:34 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: recalibrates a dermal regenerator to work on Kurari :: This shouldnt hurt much, if any...Hey! Dont be trying to move!
(11:47:29 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (kuari...man i spel gud)
(11:47:29 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +McKnight+ Acknowleged. I'm releasing the command lockdowns.
(11:47:31 PM) LtKuari: :: flaps her good wing, dangerously close to Carre ::
(11:49:19 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Kate, take us back to Outpost Daeva, we have some cleanup work to do.
(11:49:30 PM) CdrTKirr: :: gives Blackthorne a look ::
(11:49:39 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: sighs :: Going to be difficult arent you? :: hypos Kuari with a mild tranq ::
(11:49:44 PM) CdrHarper: Aye sir. :: sets a course at warp six ::
(11:50:03 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Computer, release command code lockdowns, authorization Blackthorne Greek Letters Three.
(11:50:44 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Lazy bastard!)
(11:50:57 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (My brain is shot, stupid customers :( )
(11:51:02 PM) CdrTKirr: Perhaps we can find an assignment somewhere nearby that doesn't engender injuries and deaths?
(11:51:19 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Computer, also release forcefields around engineering, the bridge, and sickbay.
(11:51:31 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: That, T'Kirr, would be the most welcome change I can imagine.
(11:51:39 PM) CdrHarper: Course laid in and ready.
(11:51:44 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Execute.
(11:51:55 PM) CdrHarper: :: pres butan and Atlantis warps off back to the Outpost ::
(11:52:07 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: In the meantime, let's get this mess cleaned up.
(11:52:07 PM) LtKuari: :: drops to the bed and fidgets, but doesn't get up again, seemingly content to turn the bed a robust red ::
(11:52:29 PM) CdrTKirr: :: grabs a PADD ::
(11:52:29 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: eye Nolan to see how hes dealing with the human patient, notices the flashing light go out :: Anyone who is NOT on duty or with a patient, out of my Sickbay. Clear out so we can work on the sick and injured.
(11:52:41 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(11:52:42 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(11:52:43 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(11:52:54 PM) CdrTKirr: :: pauses ::
(11:53:04 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: pauses ::
(11:53:31 PM) LtKuari: :: sits up smoothly, licking at the fake blood :: Yeck.
(11:53:56 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: snacks on a chocolate ::
(11:54:06 PM) CdrHarper: :: steals the chocolate from Carre ::
(11:54:20 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hey!
(11:54:22 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Well done, nice fight at the end!
(11:55:11 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: fishs in her pocket for another one, cupping it in her hand so it actually makes it to her mouth :: Mmmmm
(11:55:13 PM) LtKuari: Thanks! =P
(11:55:32 PM) LtKuari: :: jumps off the bed and grabs for the chocolate from Harper's hand ::
(11:55:40 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Next week we'll wrap up the aftermath of this, since it's thanksgiving week.
(11:55:48 PM) CdrHarper: :: raps Kuari with a newspaper :: Bad dragon.
(11:55:49 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: offers Kuari her own ::
(11:56:26 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Roast Rukagru people, get used to it we have a BUNCH.
(11:56:33 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Barbeque time!!!!
(11:56:39 PM) LtKuari: :: is thwapped, ears fall ::
(11:56:57 PM) CdrTKirr: I'm not having any.
(12:00:28 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: I heard Rukagru tastes just like...
(12:00:43 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hm, sounds like an excuse for a luau! Spit-cooked Rukagru.
(12:01:07 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: plugs Kuari's ears so she cant hear ::
(12:01:19 AM) ColDougMcKnight: I'd like two plates, please. One to eat, one to piss on its corpse.
(12:01:33 AM) LtKuari: You know... you SAY Rukagru... but to me, it's all cannibalism. =/
(12:01:44 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hm, maybe we should tie it to the front of the saucer.
(12:02:09 AM) ColDougMcKnight: Oh, don't be a wuss. Kuari can use the salad bar.
(12:02:15 AM) CdrTKirr: Well, mission accomplished. I made you guys REALLY hate him.
(12:02:17 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: HAY AMBASSADOR, YEE HAW WE GOTCHER RUKAWHATSIT
(12:02:44 AM) CdrTKirr: lol!
(12:02:49 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yes, and we really like Kuari, can we keep her?
(12:03:04 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: Only if you promise to walk her every day and clean up after her.
(12:03:06 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: dreams about endless supplies of dragon spit ::
(12:03:33 AM) LtKuari: o.0
(12:04:03 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: Taxidermy man's gonna have a field day when he sees wut I brung `im.
(12:04:10 AM) CdrTKirr: Perhaps we shall discuss the head of Security's take on the matter next week.
(12:04:30 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hey, I'm sending that head to Charitys uncle billy-bob for processing!
(12:04:31 AM) ColDougMcKnight: Indeed. For now, however, I need to run. Night, folks!
(12:04:36 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: Night!
(12:04:45 AM) Percy: Me too. Later!
(12:04:48 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: Night
(12:04:49 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: Night!
(12:04:50 AM) CdrTKirr: Night, you two. Thanks =)
(12:04:56 AM) Percy left the room (quit: Exit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(12:04:59 AM) ColDougMcKnight: No problem. Later.
(12:05:00 AM) ColDougMcKnight left the room (quit: Exit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(12:05:08 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: Tiny robots save the day...AGAIN!
(12:07:31 AM) VAdmBlackthorne has changed the topic to: Rukagru Barbeque
(12:08:51 AM) LtSyvek left the room (quit: Exit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(12:10:46 AM) CdrHarper left the room.
(12:11:41 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: Mmmm....bbq
(12:14:00 AM) CdrTKirr: Sorry I couldn't involve you more =P
(12:14:32 AM) CdrTKirr: I felt wierd at the end, simming with myself so much