Conversation with #ussatlantis at 4/28/2010 9:55:12 PM on VAdmBlackthorne@kryten.ga.us.darkmyst.org (irc)
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(9:55:34 PM) VAdmBlackthorne has changed the topic to: stuff
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(10:02:05 PM) LtSyvek [Mibbit@dm-37139.mibbit.com] entered the room.
(10:03:26 PM) Percy [Mibbit@dm-37139.mibbit.com] entered the room.
(10:03:53 PM) Percy: There we go.
(10:04:19 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Cool.
(10:04:26 PM) DrRoxanne [Mibbit@dm-37139.mibbit.com] entered the room.
(10:04:31 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: She made it!
(10:04:35 PM) Percy: Mike will be on in just a second.
(10:04:42 PM) DrRoxanne: Holy cow that was convoluted.
(10:04:57 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Lemme see if I can find Wright
(10:05:34 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: It's just manually using the thing that we have automated on the site.
(10:05:45 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I might write up a couple of things to try if the website interface doesn't work.
(10:06:19 PM) DrRoxanne: Those last instructions you gave me worked good. :D
(10:07:22 PM) Percy: I'm gonna try something real quick then.
(10:07:31 PM) Percy: Just to see if Trillian will work with this more reliably.
(10:07:54 PM) Percy_ [Percy@dm-29322.hsd1.ma.comcast.net] entered the room.
(10:08:02 PM) Percy_: Oh awesome.
(10:08:02 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Darkmyst has several servers. Odds are the one the website is hardcoded to use isn't up.
(10:08:09 PM) Percy left the room (quit: Exit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(10:08:17 PM) Percy_: I'm still here!
(10:08:22 PM) Percy_ is now known as Percy
(10:08:47 PM) LtJGAlexisWright [Mibbit@dm-37139.mibbit.com] entered the room.
(10:08:52 PM) Percy: Hoy!
(10:08:56 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Yay
(10:09:00 PM) DrRoxanne: Yay!
(10:09:02 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Ohai
(10:09:12 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Crisis averted!
(10:09:44 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Sorry :( Glad I posted, double glad you saw it :D
(10:09:57 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I was about to text you instructions when I saw the mail. :)
(10:10:30 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Good thing, because I'm in the recliner and I would have had to get up to get the phone.
(10:10:35 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: And that's not about to happen.
(10:10:46 PM) DrRoxanne: *dials*
(10:10:55 PM) Percy: INCORRECT
(10:11:14 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Aaron: Your phone's ringing, Holly. Me: I know. *continues to ignore*
(10:11:23 PM) DrRoxanne: lol
(10:11:31 PM) Percy: Also, we may have to duck out early, as we are celebrating the fact that I have no more classes or finals this semester, and we have Avatar.
(10:11:33 PM) Percy: <3
(10:11:42 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: *ignores phone ringing* I'm not answering it, Brat!
(10:11:51 PM) DrRoxanne: *snicker*
(10:12:04 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: dammit brat
(10:12:11 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: You can stop now :P
(10:12:12 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: That one's me :V
(10:12:17 PM) DrRoxanne: HAHAHA!
(10:12:19 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Dammit Jason!
(10:12:21 PM) Percy: Oh...or alternatively, Mike's computer is having issues.
(10:12:42 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Aaron says he can't concentrate on grinding eeps in FFXII.
(10:12:51 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Oh noes
(10:12:59 PM) Percy: ...Now I want to call her.
(10:13:00 PM) Percy: Mwahahaha
(10:13:00 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: *shakes fist at Mike's computard*
(10:13:53 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Kay so
(10:13:59 PM) ColDougMcKnight [Mibbit@dm-37139.mibbit.com] entered the room.
(10:14:07 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (There we go!)
(10:14:11 PM) DrRoxanne: Yay!
(10:14:16 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Welcome!
(10:14:28 PM) Percy: Hoorah!
(10:15:04 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Excellent!
(10:15:07 PM) DrRoxanne: *hands out cookies to everyone*
(10:15:12 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: OK, so T'Kirr is out of town this week, so we're good to go.
(10:15:21 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Mmmm, cookie.
(10:15:23 PM) DrRoxanne: Those are dog cookies BTW.
(10:15:37 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BRAT, WE GET IT, YOU HAVE A DOG.
(10:15:41 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Regardless of the trash on Sesame Street these days, I maintain that cookies are NOT a sometimes food.
(10:15:44 PM) DrRoxanne: HE'S CUTE!
(10:15:47 PM) DrRoxanne: :p
(10:16:09 PM) Percy: I has kitties :-)
(10:16:15 PM) Percy: THEY WILL KEEL YOU.
(10:16:17 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: That said, I believe it falls to Mike to wield the whistle.
(10:16:17 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: I has kitties too.
(10:16:32 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Ah, so it does.
(10:16:41 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Ahem.
(10:16:41 PM) Percy: Make with the tweet tweet!
(10:16:53 PM) ColDougMcKnight: TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!
(10:16:57 PM) Percy: ...Did you just whistle upstairs.
(10:16:58 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ATTENTION ON DECK!
(10:16:59 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: More of a "phweeet", isn't it?
(10:17:01 PM) Percy: I heard that.
(10:17:01 PM) DrRoxanne: :: aa ::
(10:17:07 PM) Percy: ::AA::
(10:17:08 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: AA ::
(10:17:43 PM) Percy: (He totally did whistle upstairs. It was a lame whistle. And I can say that because I'm downstairs where the sharp and pointies are.)
(10:17:44 PM) VAdmBlackthorne has changed the topic to: Tonight the Atlantis approaches a trading post built on a rogue moon in the middle of an asteroid belt. This remote outpost has been indicated as a place to find more information on the pirate activity in this region.
(10:18:28 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Questions?>
(10:18:49 PM) Percy: Does the rogue moon have high dex?
(10:18:55 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Of course, it's a rogue.
(10:19:06 PM) Percy: Awesome!
(10:19:48 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Alright then...
(10:19:49 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(10:19:50 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(10:19:52 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(10:20:14 PM) CdrHarper: :: drops the Atlantis out of warp :: Visual range of the belt, Admiral.
(10:20:20 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: On screen.
(10:20:25 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: Seated at her station on the bridge, looking over scanner data as the ship drops from warp ::
(10:20:28 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> A menacing looking asteroid belt appears on the viewer.
(10:20:55 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Lt. Wright, anything remarkable about the composition of those asteroids?
(10:21:16 PM) Percy: :: Only has a slight limp now as she does a tenth rescan to make sure that all parts of the ship, and she means ALL, are working efficiently. And not, say, retardedly because Puddington has a cousin in the replacement parts division.::
(10:22:10 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: taps a few keys :: They appear to be fairly standard in composition, Admiral. There are a few with some interesting crystalline structures, but not in sufficient quantities for any kind of mining.
(10:22:37 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: But they are sort of shiny when they catch the light. Sir.
(10:22:43 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ::smirks::
(10:23:22 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: turns to the tac station :: Anything lurking on tactical, Dog?
(10:23:25 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: rofl
(10:23:28 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Doug!)
(10:23:42 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: ( Doug-DAWG.)
(10:23:48 PM) Percy: (Dog the Bounty Hunter is on our ship?! CRAP!)
(10:23:52 PM) Percy: (*bolts*
(10:23:54 PM) Percy: )
(10:24:24 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Sigh. No. Just no.)
(10:25:47 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Looking over the tactical screens:: Nah. Some of the local traffic is boasting what, in the technical sense of the word, could be called armaments, but nothing worth a mention as far as we
(10:25:51 PM) ColDougMcKnight: 're concerned.
(10:25:55 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: Taptaptap :: Judging from the subspace signatures I'm detecting, most of the local traffic seems to drop from warp on the opposite side of the moon, near these coordinates :: displays coordinates ::, so I would suspect that the trading station would be located on that side.
(10:26:20 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: OK. Kate, take us in, nice and easy.
(10:26:47 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Shields, just in case.
(10:26:54 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: I've picked up the station's radio frequency, Admiral.
(10:27:10 PM) CdrHarper: Aye sir. :: eases the Atlantis forward into the belt, paying close attention to all the goddamn rocks flying around ::
(10:27:24 PM) DrRoxanne: :: day dreams about 'fahrbawls'....decides to see what they're up to on the bridge. Heads for the TL :: Hopefully no waiting room only in Sickbay. :: sighs ::
(10:27:49 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: We'll hail when we're a little closer.
(10:28:11 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: nods, listening to what she can get of the radio chatter ::
(10:28:16 PM) DrRoxanne: :: enters TL :: Bridge
(10:28:48 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Shields up, phasers on standby...I'll even load a quantum into the tube. Not armed, of course.
(10:28:59 PM) CdrHarper: Of course. I'm sure they're quite friendly around here.
(10:29:05 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Now now.
(10:29:16 PM) DrRoxanne: :: enters bridge, takes a position where she can see the screen and overhear conversations ::
(10:29:21 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: We've yet to even talk to them. Still, I don't mind having a quantum torpedo ready to go.
(10:30:11 PM) ColDougMcKnight: I assure you, we've added a good few safeguards to the system since we sent that jackass Dughan off to rot in jail.
(10:30:17 PM) Percy: :: Has established that there are no ticking timebombs onboard now, and therefore goes about making certain that all available and unneeded power is diverted to the sensor array.::
(10:30:49 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: From what I can gather from the radio chatter, Sir, it seems to be pretty quiet at the station, though they're either expecting a couple big cargo vessels later today or someone's about to give birth to twins. My languages are a little rusty.
(10:31:10 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> An asteroid flies dangerously close across the saucer. It even causes Jack to drop a beer in 10-F.
(10:31:25 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Twin- woah, careful.
(10:31:38 PM) CdrHarper: I know, that came out of nowhere.
(10:31:57 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: watches mildly :: Ah, as you can see, the crystalline structures I was referring to. :: points ::
(10:32:24 PM) DrRoxanne: :: makes a note to check Harper's eyes ::
(10:32:45 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Yes, that's the first thing I notice when I'm blindsided by a boulder.
(10:33:16 PM) Percy: :: Looks up:: Throwing rocks? That's cheating.
(10:33:37 PM) Percy: :: Notes engineers giving her weird looks.:: As you were. ::Gets back to work.::
(10:33:56 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Frowns:: Not to worry, shields are up to the task. But I'll extend them a bit, just to ensure a deflecting further out from the hull. And with your permission, power up those phasers for point defense.
(10:34:09 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ( deflection )
(10:34:24 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I'd prefer not to show up with guns hot.
(10:34:39 PM) CdrHarper: I'll get us through. :: mutters in Ferengi ::
(10:35:13 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Frowns softly, but he remains confident about those shields:: Your call, sir.
(10:36:16 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: taptaptap :: I don't have a lot of data, but based on my observations so far, I think I can make general predictions and give you a course that has a fairly low probability of resulting in catastrophe.
(10:36:33 PM) CdrHarper: Send it on over.
(10:36:36 PM) DrRoxanne: :: smiles at the names Kate calls the rocks ::
(10:37:11 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: plots points on the approach path and sends it to Harper ::
(10:37:30 PM) CdrHarper: :: adjusts course ::
(10:38:07 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: As we progress, I'll be continually updating it. I'm plotting these points based on us maintaining impulse speed, though you'll see there are a few points coming up shortly that will require some modifications to our velocity.
(10:38:51 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: obviously considers 6 in fairly rapid succession to be "a few" ::
(10:39:02 PM) CdrHarper: :: eyes rapidly scanning the data and vectors of the asteroids :: Yes, thank you.
(10:39:17 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: tries not to back seat pilot ::
(10:39:22 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Right, then...I'm giving you shield control then, Lieutenant. If you need to shrink us down to fit us through the cracks, or whatever else.
(10:39:38 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Aye, sir.
(10:40:35 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: waxes and wanes the shields in concert with Harper's skillful weaving of the ship between asteroids, imagining it to be like a weird space ballet or something. ::
(10:40:57 PM) DrRoxanne: :: tries to ignore the stuff wizzing by in space, turns a little green ::
(10:41:42 PM) CdrHarper: :: quickly accelerates to get through a closing gap, with no alternative route ::
(10:43:21 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Atlantis finally emerges through the other side of the belt, and a tiny moon can be seen in the middle. The asteroid belt was more of an asteroid sphere, extending in all directions around the moon.
(10:43:33 PM) Percy: :: Hums along with the resonance of the engines, hoping they don't get boarded this time.::
(10:43:55 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Might I respectfully suggest if we have cause to visit here again, we call ahead? They must run some sort of projections on local drift. They'd lose all their profits to collisions otherwise.
(10:43:59 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Admiral, we passed through a sensor array as we exited the field and we are being hailed.
(10:44:20 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: All stop. Put them on screen.
(10:44:26 PM) CdrHarper: :: hits the brakes ::
(10:44:28 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Aye, sir. On screen.
(10:45:22 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> A leather-clad Orion woman reclining on a sofa appears on the viewer. An expression of mild disinterest graces her face.
(10:45:59 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: This is Admiral Ian Blackthorne of the Federation Starship Atlantis, requesting docking clearance.
(10:46:07 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Reclaims the shields::
(10:46:34 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: quietly performs inobtrusive scanning of the station, moon, and surrounding space, scanning with such a light touch as to not alert any sensors ::
(10:47:28 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Venya> The name's Venya. I never expected to see the Federation arrive at my door.
(10:47:35 PM) DrRoxanne: :: admires the leather outfit, wonders if she can buy it from a catalog ::
(10:48:31 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: admires the sofa, wonders if she can buy it from a catalog ::
(10:48:54 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: We are here to investigate pirate activity in the region. :: is amazed that he's telling that to an Orion ::
(10:49:06 PM) Percy: :: Bets she's a total slut. :-P::
(10:49:10 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: ( Um, what's an Orion? )
(10:49:23 PM) Percy: (slave girl)
(10:49:30 PM) DrRoxanne: (Its a race of people you'd like to belt!)
(10:49:46 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: The frown becomes a bit less mild, the perils of most unwary humanoid males dealing with Orion women being well documented. ::
(10:50:23 PM) Percy: (Or give swirlies to. I enjoy that mental image)
(10:50:52 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: ( okay, they're slaves to who? )
(10:51:21 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Venya> You'll find none of that here. My outpost operates legally - and I know what you're thinking. I do not represent the Syndicate.
(10:51:24 PM) Percy: (Supposedly the men)
(10:51:59 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: ( *confused* )
(10:52:02 PM) Percy: (http://www.channelmassive.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/Orion_slave_girls.jpg these are them)
(10:52:44 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: ( What's the Syndicate? >>; *stops asking questions* )
(10:53:03 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: smiles, getting a read on her :: Well I'm certainly glad to hear that. Surely you must have done something to ward them off, and therefore must have some information on them. Perhaps we can discuss it in person?
(10:54:33 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Venya> :: a corner of her mouth perks slightly :: Alright then, Admiral Ian Blackthorne. Unfortunately, we have no facilities to accomodate a ship of your... size.
(10:54:44 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: We have transporters if you can provide coordinates.
(10:55:12 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Venya> Ah, I'm afraid not. As a security measure, the use of transporters is forbidden on Refuge. I run a tight ship, you see.
(10:55:24 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Stares at the screen, muttering under his breath:: You're kidding me with this crap.
(10:55:32 PM) Percy: :: Listening in, as usual.:: +McKnight's PADD+ Does this sound like a bad idea to you? I think it would sound like a bad idea to T'Kirr.
(10:55:34 PM) DrRoxanne: :: rolls her eyes at that last comment, wonders if she has a vaccination against predatory orions ::
(10:55:45 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I see. In that case, we can assume a parking orbit and bring a runabout?
(10:55:48 PM) Percy: And, you know, no touchy.
(10:56:24 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Quickly fires a message back :: Believe me, I'll mention it in her stead.
(10:56:42 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Venya> That would be fine. I'll send docking clearance and coordinates along. Refuge out.
(10:57:39 PM) CdrHarper: As she said. Orbital data to park and landing coordinates.
(10:58:01 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: I'm scanning for weapons activity, just in case.... :: scans ::
(10:58:05 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Cuts off the channel :: So, this would be the part where I frown and mention why I don't like this.
(10:58:06 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: (Do I find anything?)
(10:58:46 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (They have defense gun emplacements, but nothing's alerted)
(10:59:16 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Scans come back normal, Admiral.
(11:00:06 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods to McKnight :: Go ahead.
(11:02:51 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Well, in a general sense, there's the to and fro travel restriction. You can only pack so many on a runabout, and when one of those people is a three star admiral...well, we're extending this Venya quite the benefit of the doubt that she's on the level. More than I'm generally inclined to extend to people who wear all leather and drop innuendo like
(11:03:23 PM) ColDougMcKnight: something out of a holovid that socially crippled teenagers try to hide from their parents.
(11:04:02 PM) DrRoxanne: :: tries not to snicker, fails ::
(11:04:05 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: smirks :: That was pretty terrible, but she is Orion.
(11:04:48 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: However, the intel we have on this place is that it IS legit. So either she's struck a deal with the pirates or she's scared them off. I'd like to know which.
(11:04:57 PM) ColDougMcKnight: At the least, I'd like anyone who goes over there to wear emergency transponders. That should allow for a quick beamout unless they raise their shields...and if they do, I'm confident we can disable those.
(11:05:20 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods :: That we can do. She also didn't tell us to come unarmed.
(11:05:39 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Sir, she did say use of Transporters was forbidden. She may have some kind of mechanism in place to block them entirely.
(11:06:24 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: That mechanism very well may be a large gun.
(11:07:28 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Large guns are a language we speak very well. Even if it's cutting our way in, we can make an exit. That just leaves the most visibly obvious problem.
(11:07:44 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Doctor Carre.
(11:07:52 PM) DrRoxanne: Sir?
(11:08:01 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Doctor Carre is an obvious problem?
(11:08:05 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I do believe there are ways to block the reception of pheromones, specifically those from Orion females?
(11:08:18 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Admiral, if I may speak freely?
(11:08:52 PM) DrRoxanne: :: taps on PADD :: Sure there is. How many hypos you need?
(11:09:15 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Is there any reason you must go personally? Why not send an all-female away team and then we can patch you through on a private channel?
(11:09:22 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Go get a case.
(11:09:48 PM) DrRoxanne: :: read the documentation :: Apparently, they dont care what sex you are. Hypos all around then!
(11:09:51 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: turns :: Now, Lieutenant, I already have a Marine Colonel to tell me where I shouldn't go.
(11:11:10 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: As for your question, failing to appear in person would be a sign of weakness. Better to go and be immune to her charms, thus frustrating her and removing her advantage.
(11:11:12 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Admiral, I'm simply speaking from a logical standpoint. This could very easily be a trap from which we may not be able to extricate you. You are clearly the most valuable person on board... wouldn't it show her that we have no intention of playing games if we send an all-female team? It is, of course, your decision. Sir.
(11:11:53 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Scowls :: In fairness, as I believe Doctor Carre is referencing, the pheremones have a negative effect on women as well. It's different, but it still blows a hole in your capacity to concentrate with long term exposure. Some protection is called for, whoever goes.
(11:11:56 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: And if she likes women, Lieutenant?
(11:12:21 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: We will all be inoculated.
(11:13:38 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: shrugs:: Just offering an alternative viewpoint, Sir. Too bad T'kirr isn't here.. I wonder if they have the same effect on Vulcans.
(11:14:50 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Shrugs :: There's no harm in letting me and a team inspect the place first, sir. Ensuring adequate safety for a visiting VIP is SOP in diplomatic situations.
(11:14:52 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Agreed. McKnight, Carre, Wright, you're with me. Have Cdr. Busard meet us in the shuttlebay.
(11:15:17 PM) DrRoxanne: :: hopes she can ask about the outfit ::
(11:15:43 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Commander Harper, assume the parking orbit we were given. You'll have the bridge.
(11:16:00 PM) DrRoxanne: :: PADDS in replication orders for orion-buster hypos to be replicated in shuttlebay ::
(11:16:08 PM) CdrHarper: Aye sir. :: smirks at Roxy ::
(11:17:41 PM) DrRoxanne: :: PADDS in another 'special' hypo order for herself, glares at Kate ::
(11:18:02 PM) CdrHarper: :: eases the Atlantis into the specified orbit ::
(11:18:14 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Contacts security, and arranges for a security team to meet them in the shuttlebay:: Nothing avoids appearances of weakness like an armed escort. Doc, we'll need another six of your special cocktails.
(11:18:42 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: pats herself to make sure all of her scanners are stowed discretely ::
(11:18:51 PM) DrRoxanne: Sure enough! :: PADDS in additions ::
(11:19:01 PM) LtSyvek: :: hustles a team along to the shuttlebay ::
(11:19:22 PM) Percy: :: As she was listening in, grabs the Bad Motherfucker wrench, which has been gold plated thanks very much, as well as a phaser and her toolbelt on the way out. Always pays to be careful.::
(11:19:46 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ( "Which wrench is Percy's?" )
(11:20:37 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: walks to the turbolift :: The ship's yours, Commander.
(11:20:40 PM) Percy: (Ehehehe)
(11:22:06 PM) CdrHarper: Aye sir. :: takes the center seat, the helm maintaining the orbit automatically ::
(11:23:07 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: holds the door for everyone ::
(11:23:15 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: follows ::
(11:23:22 PM) DrRoxanne: :: enters TL ::
(11:23:50 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Falls in next to him :: So what exactly is our game plan, then? Whether it's true or not, obviously Venya isn't going to admit to pirates operating out of her station. And we're not exactly the best qualified people around to subtly go through the rumor mill.
(11:24:50 PM) ColDougMcKnight: And the fact that this isn't Federation space raises some obvious jurisdictional problems as far as heavier-handed methods go.
(11:24:53 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I intend to show her it's in the best interests of her operation to help us snuff them out.
(11:25:17 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Ah.
(11:25:18 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: If she's as legit as she claims, then she'll see the benefit to her business.
(11:25:57 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Shuttlebay one.
(11:27:56 PM) DrRoxanne: :: steps off the TL, enters SB1 and head for the replicator to pick up hypos, snags the stored supplies bag on the way by ::
(11:28:21 PM) DrRoxanne: (man my 's' key doesnt work half the time! :9 )
(11:28:34 PM) ColDougMcKnight: I trust there won't be a problem with you hanging back long enough for the marines to poke around for a bit, make sure the approach is acceptably safe?
(11:28:48 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (And given the time, we can probably do that off screen between sims!)
(11:29:01 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: steps off the TL :: That'll be fine, Colonel.
(11:29:26 PM) Percy: :: Steps into SB1, noting Carre's presence:: Heya Doc.
(11:29:40 PM) DrRoxanne: Hiya Percy! :: smiles ::
(11:30:04 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: grins at Percy ::
(11:30:15 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(11:30:16 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE ESIM
(11:30:23 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE LE SIM
(11:30:37 PM) Percy: PAUSE DER SIMME?
(11:30:49 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: EN PAUSEN DER SIMME :black101:
(11:30:52 PM) Percy: El Simador?
(11:31:19 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: It was a decent enough stopping point and it lets T'Kirr join the away team next week.
(11:31:26 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Roar.
(11:31:26 PM) Percy: Woo!
(11:31:32 PM) DrRoxanne: :: en pausens ::
(11:32:14 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Sleepy Vulcan rushes into the shuttlebay, having slept in?
(11:32:34 PM) Percy: I thought I should add.
(11:32:35 PM) Percy: http://www.smbc-comics.com/?id=717#comic
(11:32:43 PM) Percy: Freakin' hilarious.
(11:33:02 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Win.
(11:33:36 PM) LtSyvek: Doooooomed
(11:34:18 PM) CdrHarper left the room.
(11:35:01 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Nice sim tonight and we'll see how this plays out next week!
(11:35:11 PM) DrRoxanne: *passes out suckers*
(11:35:35 PM) Percy: :: Takes sucker:: Welp, looks like I won't be stabbin' any children tonight.
(11:35:46 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Are they tootsie-pops?
(11:35:51 PM) DrRoxanne: (the old-fashioned square cinnamon flavored ones)
(11:35:57 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Oooo.
(11:36:06 PM) DrRoxanne: :D
(11:36:15 PM) DrRoxanne: Man I miss those...
(11:37:24 PM) Percy: I miss pants.
(11:37:31 PM) Percy: :: Looks down:: EUREKA!
(11:38:20 PM) Percy: And with that, away I go!
(11:38:26 PM) DrRoxanne: Night!
(11:38:27 PM) Percy left the room.
(11:38:34 PM) DrRoxanne: Me off too...laters kids!
(11:38:53 PM) DrRoxanne left the room.
(11:39:13 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: G'night folks!
(11:39:54 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Bye all!
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(11:40:15 PM) LtSyvek left the room (quit: Exit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).