Conversation with #ussatlantis at 5/5/2010 9:57:51 PM on VAdmBlackthorne@kryten.ga.us.darkmyst.org (irc)
(9:57:51 PM) The topic for #USSAtlantis is: 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.
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(9:58:00 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya
(9:58:13 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: yo
(10:02:01 PM) CdrTKirr [Mibbit@97.103.6.3795] entered the room.
(10:02:14 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya
(10:03:16 PM) Percy [Mibbit@dm-29322.hsd1.ma.comcast.net] entered the room.
(10:03:27 PM) CdrTKirr: Hey
(10:03:32 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya Percy
(10:03:46 PM) DrRoxanneCarre [Mibbit@dm-19274.tukw.qwest.net] entered the room.
(10:03:52 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hey Doc
(10:03:55 PM) ColDougMcKnight [Mibbit@dm-29322.hsd1.ma.comcast.net] entered the room.
(10:03:56 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hiyas
(10:03:59 PM) Percy: Hoy all
(10:04:05 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Evening.
(10:04:05 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya Mike
(10:04:34 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Woot! 4 after and ready to go!
(10:05:16 PM) Percy: Woo!
(10:06:27 PM) CdrHarper [CdrHarper@dm-1706.rcmdva.fios.verizon.net] entered the room.
(10:06:37 PM) CdrTKirr: Yay =)
(10:06:40 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: nudges T'Kirr ::
(10:06:45 PM) CdrTKirr: :: TWEET :: Attention!
(10:06:55 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: : aa :
(10:07:11 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: AA ::
(10:07:24 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::AA::
(10:07:47 PM) VAdmBlackthorne has changed the topic to: Our away team is about to depart via runabout for the trading post Refuge, built on a moon surrounded by an asteroid field. We are to meet the Orion in charge, Venya, and are being inoculated against her pheromones as a precaution.
(10:07:54 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Questions?
(10:07:58 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Yeah, actually, although I maybe should have thought to ask it last time.
(10:08:13 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Admiral, I'm detecting large amounts of win in this sector.
(10:08:22 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Win, win indeed. Mike?
(10:08:46 PM) LtSyvek [Mibbit@dm-1706.rcmdva.fios.verizon.net] entered the room.
(10:09:08 PM) Rubix [Mibbit@dm-29322.hsd1.ma.comcast.net] entered the room.
(10:09:09 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Who exactly pointed us to this place? Starfleet Intelligence? Do we know exactly where the information comes from?
(10:10:02 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: The prisoners we transferred to the Discovery.
(10:10:18 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Ah.
(10:10:47 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Alrighty then...
(10:10:49 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(10:10:50 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(10:10:51 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(10:11:06 PM) Rubix: :: Wriggles around in a pocket of Percy's toolbelt::
(10:11:15 PM) Percy: Stop that, it tickles!
(10:11:19 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: approaches the runabout Missouri ::
(10:11:40 PM) Percy: :: Heads down to the runabout::
(10:11:46 PM) CdrTKirr: (Hm.)
(10:12:02 PM) LtSyvek: :: has a security detail waiting by the runabout per McKnight's orders ::
(10:12:22 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (We're all heading down to the surface...you're LATE T'Kirr)
(10:12:30 PM) LtKuari [Mibbit@97.103.6.3795] entered the room.
(10:13:14 PM) CdrTKirr: (Not late! D/C!)
(10:13:17 PM) Rubix: :: Pokes her little head out of the pocket as they enter the shuttlebay.::
(10:13:29 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: Follows, relaying scanning and monitoring instructions quietly to her senior team members to carry out while they are aboard the station ::
(10:13:34 PM) CdrTKirr: :: with everyone else ::
(10:13:57 PM) ColDougMcKnight: I suggest taking our time on the ride over. It'll give us some time to download and look over some station schematics. Maybe anticipate a few likely spots if anyone tries anything.
(10:14:13 PM) Rubix: :: beeps excitedly::
(10:14:51 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Yes, a leisurely flight is a good idea.
(10:14:59 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: notices Rubix for the first time :: ooooh. :: scans ::
(10:15:03 PM) Percy: Shh! :: Looks up, closing the pocket:: Yes, sirs.
(10:15:47 PM) Rubix: :: Just pushes the pocket open again, looking up at Wright with her mechanical but similar to cartoon-y eyes.:: Beeeep?
(10:17:12 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: makes sure she has all the hypos and necessary medi-tools ::
(10:17:28 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: slow, broad grin :: Hullo there, little fella. You have some cool technology in you, don't you? Yes you do! Yes you do! Yous a good little bot, yes you are! :: baby-talks quietly to the robot while scanning, makes interested ooh and ahh noises ::
(10:17:39 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Takes a moment to strap on his armor...minus the helmet, however. He doesn't like it, but even he can anticipate how the presence of a half dozen faceless marines toting big guns may impede the diplomatic process. He substitutes it for a green tinted monocular eyepiece that will at least relay all the same scanner data. ::
(10:17:55 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: boards the Missouri and takes the helm ::
(10:18:22 PM) LtSyvek: :: waiting with the squad, at attention ::
(10:18:26 PM) Rubix: :: Seems to giggle in whirrs::
(10:18:54 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: Begins the preflight, powering up the runabout ::
(10:19:20 PM) Percy: :: Is jealous of McKnight's awesome techno-monocle::
(10:19:52 PM) CdrTKirr: :: steps into the runabout and peers over Blackthorne's shoulder momentarily before looking over the inside of the vessel and moving to a wall panel ::
(10:20:07 PM) Percy: :: But jealously moves herself into the runabout::
(10:20:30 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: takes a seat aboard the Missouri, next to Percy, but pauses in her admiration of Rubix to hold a hand up against her earpiece. :: Admiral, my team is telling me that they've had more time to listen to the station chatter, and we are fairly certain that the station is expecting two large cargo vessels approximately 4 hours. ::
(10:20:59 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: 4 hours out, even. That's what I meant, anyway.
(10:21:06 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Roger that, Lieutenant.
(10:21:20 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: She's ready to go. All aboard!
(10:21:39 PM) Rubix: :: Makes train "toot-toot!" noise::
(10:21:52 PM) CdrTKirr: :: takes a seat and peers humorously at Rubix ::
(10:22:12 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Lieutenant Syvek, I'll want you and Philips guarding the runabout after we go aboard. Sorry to make you sit out the fun, but I have a feeling I'd be even sorrier to leave it unattended in this place.
(10:22:25 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Also, that way Jason doesn't have to play four characters at once.)
(10:22:28 PM) LtSyvek: Yes, sir, understood, sir.
(10:22:34 PM) LtSyvek: (Muchos appreciados)
(10:22:49 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: sends a note to her team to see if they can determine the origin and cargo of those vessels :: :: to herself, under her breath :: Goodness knows we don't need any unpleasant surprises.
(10:23:32 PM) LtSyvek: Marines, board the runabout!
(10:23:46 PM) LtSyvek: :: hustles on board with the squad ::
(10:25:35 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Crosses over to a bulkhead console, and attempts to initiate an information transfer with the station's computer...after he activate's the craft's suite of security software, of course. ::
(10:25:36 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: enjoys the view ::
(10:26:11 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: seals the craft once all are on board :: Doctor, begin the inoculations on the flight over.
(10:26:23 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +Bridge+ Runabout Missouri ready to depart.
(10:26:37 PM) CdrHarper: +Missouri+ Acknowledged, Missouri, safe flight.
(10:26:59 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: opens the bay doors and lifts the runabout off the deck, glad to be flying again! ::
(10:27:26 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: pulls out the big hypo and starts innoculating everyone :: Come one, come all! Live a pheromone free day, might help you live to see another sunrise.
(10:27:52 PM) CdrTKirr: :: senses Blackthorne's elation and watches him for a moment before turning her attention to the sensors panel ::
(10:28:03 PM) LtSyvek: :: holds up a hand before he's stabbed :: Vulcans are immune to Orion pheromones, doctor.
(10:28:37 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: refrains from flooring it out the bay doors, but takes her out anyway and heads toward the surface ::
(10:29:21 PM) CdrTKirr: :: looks from Syvek to Carre ::
(10:29:38 PM) Percy: Aw man, what is it with people with pointy ears being immune to every damn thing.
(10:29:47 PM) Percy: :: mutters something about the unfairness of life::
(10:30:05 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: stabs anyway :: No ones going without!
(10:30:07 PM) LtKuari: :: guards a door somewhere dutifully, sitting up proudly like a gargoyle ::
(10:30:10 PM) LtSyvek: Perhaps you may regard it as you say, karma, for all the jokes we must endure about ears.
(10:30:24 PM) LtSyvek: :: does not let himself be stabbed ::
(10:30:31 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Grumbles a bit :: Yeah, big surprise there. You know, I WOULD just like to point out that in the most infamous case of a human crew's exposure, they had no idea what was going on. Once you do, plain old self control isn't what I'd call impossible.
(10:30:47 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Just...not easy enough that I'd be willing to risk the security of the away team on it.
(10:30:52 PM) ColDougMcKnight: But that's not the same thing!
(10:31:41 PM) Percy: :: Presents her arm for stabbity:: I do not want to become phera-stupid. Stab away!
(10:31:46 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Simian pride, not bruised at all. Uh uh. ::
(10:31:47 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: flies a leisurely path ::
(10:32:29 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: looks at the hypo on the wall :: Well no worrying about the wall then. Syvek, I'm not going to rescue you if you get nutzo over one of these hoo...orion.
(10:32:31 PM) Rubix: :: Beeps something meant as an explanation that robots are immune to pheramones, as they are metal::
(10:32:50 PM) LtSyvek: The Vulcan immunity to their effect is well documented, doctor, as I am sure you are aware.
(10:33:16 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Anyway, back to that schematic download! ::
(10:33:48 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Alrighty, I'll need your print on this release form. :: types on her PADD then presents it for printing ::
(10:34:00 PM) CdrTKirr: ( Yeah 'cause Vulcans are totally immune to, say, Trillium D )
(10:34:00 PM) CdrTKirr: ( Trellium, too )
(10:34:10 PM) LtSyvek: :: regards the form with a look of bemusement, but then ignores it ::
(10:34:33 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: is intently poking at one of her gizmos and completely oblivious to everything else going on, which is unfortunate, because the Rubix thing is unbelievably cute. ::
(10:34:37 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: How's it coming, Colonel?
(10:35:30 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: coughs :: Syvek, print please. :: gives him the, 'I have a long memory and if you're ever in need of my services you better put your print on this' look ::
(10:36:45 PM) LtSyvek: :: settles into that mode of ignoring someone that only a Vulcan is capable of ::
(10:36:56 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (How IS it coming? It's your station.)
(10:37:39 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: thinks that all these stupid release forms are a pain :: Nifty. No first in lines for you then. :: types more stuff on PADD :: Refused to print release noted.
(10:37:53 PM) Percy: :: Frowns at Syvek:: Tell me, are vulcans also immune to the consequences of refusing to comply with an officer's order?
(10:38:00 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Lack of input means I haven't thought about it!)
(10:38:05 PM) Percy: 'Cuz I'll tell you, I never heard of that one.
(10:38:23 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Sighs:: Syvek, give her your friggin' print.
(10:38:38 PM) CdrTKirr: :: perks eyebrow at Syvek ::
(10:38:41 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: S'okay, Percy. I'll just let him bleed green all over my Sickbay next time he runs into someones fist.
(10:39:06 PM) Percy: You sure? Might be a bitch to clean up. Maybe the hallway outside.
(10:39:49 PM) LtSyvek: The matter is, I believe, already settled.
(10:40:02 PM) Rubix: :: Looks at the gizmos Wright is working with intently::
(10:40:46 PM) Percy: :: Quirks an eyebrow up at McKnight, in that "what the fuck?" way::
(10:40:54 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: whispers to Percy :: I hope he gets all pheromoned out...I'm so not fixing THAT!
(10:40:58 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: gets a note from the landing control asking where he's intending on flying to, Cleveland? ::
(10:41:06 PM) Percy: :: Snrk::
(10:42:04 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: Rubix sees that 'Lexy is programming covert scanning parameters into her personal short-range scanner and sending non-verbal communiques to her team back aboard the Atlantis ::
(10:42:05 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: replies that Cleveland is a fine place and wonders where they heard such terrible rumors about it ::
(10:42:08 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: pokes a few more crew members then heads back to the beefy marines ::
(10:42:11 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Okay, getting the tourist map now. About what's to be expected. Each docking port has its own smaller passageway, all of which empty out into a waiting area leading to what appears to be a security checkpoint. That in turn leads into a multi-level promenade...honestly, I can't speak for anything else, but the design is fairly standard.
(10:42:36 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Good to hear. They're wondering what we're up to.
(10:42:50 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Present arms gents, hypos before we land!
(10:43:32 PM) CdrTKirr: :: busies herself with monitoring the small vessel's scanner readings ::
(10:44:40 PM) ColDougMcKnight: The Promenade is, of course, the best place if they planned on taking us all at once. Just let my marines do a quick sweep of it first. Assuming they don't try to frisk us on the way in.
(10:45:11 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: She didn't tell us to come unarmed, and I can't imagine they disarm every trader that comes through.
(10:45:20 PM) Percy: :: Shakes her head, focusing on the station's security systems, noting how complex they are. She notes major areas, and power junctions that could be shorted if necessary. And she tries not to remember the last time they dealt with Orions.::
(10:45:47 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: makes her way through the marines and head back up to the flight area :: Hypos for y'all.
(10:46:00 PM) Percy: :: Presents arm quietly::
(10:46:38 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: smiles at Percy ::
(10:47:27 PM) Percy: :: Winces slightly when she gets the hypo.:: I'm totally replicating a lollipop for this.
(10:47:32 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: starts a descent course ::
(10:47:47 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: His arm being too covered to easily present an exposed patch of skin, he presents the side of his neck instead. ::
(10:48:11 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: glances at McKnights, winces ::
(10:48:41 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: Yes, McKnights! ::
(10:48:49 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (How many of them are there?!)
(10:49:03 PM) Rubix: (Holy hell, how many of them have I been dating? I'M A SLUT!)
(10:49:04 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: ( You don't want to know. )
(10:49:10 PM) Rubix: (Er...Percy is, rather)
(10:49:14 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: ( ROBOSLUT )
(10:49:19 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Wow, Rubix, never would have guessed!)
(10:49:22 PM) Rubix: (Rubix just doesn't swing that way)
(10:49:47 PM) Rubix: (Goddamnit)
(10:50:01 PM) Percy: (<---Slut for dating McKnights)
(10:50:02 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (notes to check Rubix for stds)
(10:50:16 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Now I'm picturing her as Bender)
(10:50:40 PM) Percy: (Oh...oh god. Now I'm picturing her as the Juicer from Penny Arcade, only with a bow on her head)
(10:50:43 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ( Oh, stop whining. He just made the one clone to do all the paperwork. )
(10:50:46 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: hypos McKnight ::
(10:50:47 PM) Percy: (GET IT OUT DAMNIT)
(10:50:52 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Ahahahaa)
(10:50:58 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ( ...And occasionally to take the dramatic wound. )
(10:51:07 PM) CdrTKirr: :: eyes Carre critically when she comes to her :: You know I don't need this, Doctor.
(10:51:14 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: flies a looping descent, taking wide circles ::
(10:51:34 PM) CdrTKirr: ( scenic route? )
(10:51:42 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: taps out stuff on her PADD and presents it for print :: Print here please.
(10:51:56 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Winces a little himself, but otherwise takes it in stride, taking up his rifle and approaching the hatch. Alright, looks like we'll be landing shortly. Squad, on me.
(10:52:47 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: holds out her arm for Carre, gritting her teeth and looking away :: Get it over with, Doc..
(10:53:10 PM) LtSyvek: :: double checks his rifle ::
(10:53:27 PM) CdrTKirr: If you think it's best. :: prints, not wanting to make a scene ::
(10:53:56 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Thanks! :: turns to Alexis :: Its not that bad! :: hypos her ::
(10:54:23 PM) Rubix: :: Makes certain her Bad Motherfucker wrench is in the appropriate holster, and that she has backup plans A through F programmed into her PADD.::
(10:54:31 PM) Rubix: (Oh goddamnit not again)
(10:54:32 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: cranes his neck to make it easy for the hypo, but both hands are on the flight controls ::
(10:54:37 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: hisses through her teeth and rubs her arm ::
(10:54:38 PM) Percy: (That was Percy)
(10:54:54 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: ( I want Rubix to have a tiny Bad Motherfucker wrench. )
(10:55:21 PM) Percy: (So do I. But she has a Bad Motherfucker taser built in instead.)
(10:55:47 PM) Percy: (Maybe she'll have a brother someday who's a pimp robot. He'll look like a miniature Bender, only he'd be made of gold.)
(10:56:01 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Capt'n, everyones innoculated but you. Ready?
(10:56:16 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: exposing his neck, still flying with both hands :: Hit me.
(10:56:29 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: hits him :: Done.
(10:56:44 PM) Percy: ("Ow! With the hypo damnit!")
(10:56:54 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Numb tongue? I can fix that!)
(10:56:59 PM) Percy: (lmao)
(10:57:07 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (STOP THAT!)
(10:57:29 PM) Percy: (That was one of my favorite parts of that movie)
(10:57:44 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (It was goddamn hilarious)
(10:57:45 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (*snicker*)
(10:58:17 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: passes through an atmospheric containment shield and gently guides the Missouri to a landing on a pad ::
(10:58:52 PM) LtKuari left the room (quit: Exit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(10:59:28 PM) VenyaKashar [Mibbit@dm-1706.rcmdva.fios.verizon.net] entered the room.
(10:59:29 PM) Actual-McKnight [Mibbit@dm-29322.hsd1.ma.comcast.net] entered the room.
(10:59:41 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: The two vulcans did not receive hypos, I hope they havent managed to genetically enhance their pheromones. :: tries not to grin at the thought of two vulcans messed up, fails ::
(11:00:02 PM) Actual-McKnight: (This thing is retarded. Just saying.)
(11:00:23 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Try connecting with pidgin or trillian. I can help with that afterwards if you like)
(11:00:45 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (hypos Actual-McKnight because she 'may' have mistakenly hit the clone earlier)
(11:01:00 PM) ColDougMcKnight left the room (quit: Exit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(11:01:05 PM) CdrTKirr: ( lol hi there =P )
(11:01:16 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: ( Oh wow, I completely forgot about Trillian )
(11:01:39 PM) ColDougMcKnight [Mibbit@dm-29322.hsd1.ma.comcast.net] entered the room.
(11:01:44 PM) Actual-McKnight left the room (quit: Exit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(11:01:49 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (That's better.)
(11:01:58 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (We landed in case you missed it)
(11:02:41 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Ah, I did. Thank you.)
(11:03:00 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: sets the Missouri to idle until he gets the all clear from the Marines, in case they need a quick getaway ::
(11:05:14 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Nodding to his team, McKnight activates his scanner display eyepiece, and checks for lifesigns immediately outside, particularly armed ones. Potential targets in sight, he leads his team out accordingly, immediately breaking left, rifle aimed and ready. ::
(11:06:02 PM) LtSyvek: :: remains on board as ordered ::
(11:06:51 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> An Orion male and a Gorn of indeterminate gender watch the Marines conduct their sweep, but make no movement to stop them.
(11:08:05 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: adjusts her glasses and stashes her gizmos subtly about her person, does her best to adopt a vapid and vaguely bored expression ::
(11:08:15 PM) CdrTKirr: :: stands inside the runabout, watching the marines on scanners ::
(11:08:30 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Nods to the both of them, rifle lowered a couple of inches, but ready to go if need be. :: You two a greeting party?
(11:09:21 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: ( what's a Gorn? )
(11:09:28 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Lizard people.)
(11:09:32 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: kk
(11:09:34 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: ( )
(11:09:55 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Orion> We are. Director Kashar awaits in her office.
(11:10:08 PM) CdrTKirr: ( aka Trandoshan... wait, wrong fandom. =X )
(11:10:47 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Gorn> ...
(11:11:31 PM) Rubix: :: pops out of the pocket and entertains Wright with dance::
(11:11:55 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Alright, lead on, then. Two of us will be right behind you, and Admiral Blackthorne won't be far behind us.
(11:12:51 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: watches Rubix out of the corner of her eye and makes bored noises, but is unable to completely suppress the twitching of the corner of her mouth ::
(11:12:58 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Orion> Right this way.
(11:13:04 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Taps his comm badge :: Under control out here. One security guard with a disruptor. We've got our eye on him.
(11:13:08 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Gorn> :: tastes the air as they approach with a forked tongue ::
(11:13:38 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: pairs off with Percy in the walking-down-the-hall order ::
(11:14:26 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Orion> :: leads them into the promenade and toward the upper levels ::
(11:14:57 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The promenade is fairly bustling, with numerous species haggling, or drinking. Some of the species are even unknown to us!
(11:15:51 PM) Percy: Alien 405293> Cthulhu f'tagn!
(11:16:08 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: attempts to retain bored expression, casually taps a scanner pad without looking to collect data on new species and stuff ::
(11:16:16 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Directs a scan toward the railings, fully expecting to see weapons signatures, and accepting that as due process for a place like this, just so long as he doesn't spot a concentration of them ringing the promenade or waiting up ahead. ::
(11:16:26 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: ( ia! ia! )
(11:16:28 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: follows along taking medicorder readings ::
(11:16:31 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> All appears normal.
(11:16:48 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> A goddamned Horta even scuttles by.
(11:16:55 PM) CdrTKirr: :: takes Blackthorne's right and tries to watch everything going on around them ::
(11:17:17 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Nods the "So far, so good." back to him. ::
(11:17:34 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: proceeds with T'Kirr out of the shuttle at the all clear ::
(11:17:35 PM) Percy: (Thank you for following the phrase correctly. :-P I just watched Dagon for the first time today)
(11:18:25 PM) Percy: :: Follows with Wright, examining the structure of the ship, smirking when she notices problems that haven't been fixed yet.::
(11:18:59 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Upon reaching the upper level, the party is led into a plush office.
(11:19:37 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Orion> :: hits a wall comm :: Director, the Atlantis party is here to see you.
(11:19:42 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Gorn> ...
(11:20:05 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: hopes its the female in the leather outfit ::
(11:20:06 PM) LtSyvek left the room (quit: Exit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(11:20:41 PM) VenyaKashar: :: emerges from the door to the inner office into the reception area :: Welcome to Refuge.
(11:21:24 PM) CdrTKirr: :: scrutinizes the woman ::
(11:21:39 PM) VenyaKashar: :: is wearing the same black leather outfit from before ::
(11:22:07 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: notes it looks quite tacky up close, decides not to ask where it came from ::
(11:22:25 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Would be impressed if she managed to hide anything under that, but the scanners automatically check all the same. ::
(11:23:16 PM) VenyaKashar: I am Venya Kashar, Director of this outpost. Please, do come in, and make yourselves comfortable. :: flashes a smile ::
(11:23:55 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Vice Admiral Ian Blackthorne, of the Federation Starship Atlantis. Thank you, Ms. Kashar.
(11:24:09 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: adjusts her glasses and gives Venya the once-over, idly pressing the recorder switch for the built-in audio/video feed ::
(11:24:41 PM) Percy: :: can't help but think that outfit can't be at all comfortable.::
(11:24:45 PM) VenyaKashar: Please, call me Venya. :: gestures into her office :: Please, relax.
(11:24:51 PM) CdrTKirr: :: folds her hands behind her and follows into the inner office ::
(11:24:56 PM) VenyaKashar: (It's what the costume designers gave me :( )
(11:25:43 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: follows along with everyone ::
(11:26:00 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The inner office is more like a living room than an office, with comfortable seating and plush draperies everywhere. There's even a hookah on the table.
(11:26:15 PM) Percy: (Man, costume leather outfits are even worse)
(11:26:42 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Ian, may I call you that? Would you and your.... considerable entourage care for tea?
(11:26:50 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Dammit, that was Venya)
(11:27:18 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Walks in and quickly finds a place to stand in the corner, where he can keep an eye on all the doors. The other three marines also quickly seek out strategic spots as if not thinking about it, because really, they're not. Trained almost to the point of a reflex. ::
(11:27:23 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: The security comes with the rank. We're here on business, but thank you for the offer.
(11:27:47 PM) Percy: :: Does not try to relax.::
(11:27:58 PM) VenyaKashar: :: closes the door :: Of course, no time for such pleasantries. Still, I find that business is best conducted while relaxed, wouldn't you say?
(11:28:03 PM) CdrTKirr: :: takes a spot to the side of a sofa and stays standing and observant ::
(11:28:33 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: reclines casually on a cushion where she can keep good video coverage ... then notices everyone still standing, and reclines a little less casually ::
(11:29:05 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: only sits down across from the Orion after she does :: You should now that we've been inoculated against Orion pheromones.
(11:29:30 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: *know, gawd
(11:30:01 PM) VenyaKashar: :: reacts as if this isn't the first time she's heard that, and her attitude visibly changes :: Ah, I see. Then why have you come, and been so careful?
(11:30:37 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: We need information on the pirate cartel operating in this area, and have it on good authority that you have such knowledge.
(11:31:09 PM) VenyaKashar: :: looks at the party, as if she's sizing them up :: I'm sorry, but I can't help you. This is a legitimate operation, and no pirates are allowed here.
(11:32:04 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: easily senses deception from her :: While that may be the case, it doesn't preclude you having information on those you seek to keep out.
(11:32:11 PM) CdrTKirr: :: wishes she had taken the empty seat next to Blackthorne but remains standing so as not to distract the proceedings and watches Venya ::
(11:34:45 PM) VenyaKashar: Even if I had such knowledge, it would be foolish to give it away. Regardless, I don't know anything that could help you. :: folds her arms over her chest :: But I do admire your cause.
(11:35:11 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Surely, Venya, you must realize that ending pirate operations in this area could only be good for your business here?
(11:36:10 PM) VenyaKashar: Of course, I'm no fool. But what you're asking for, I do not have. It's possible some of the traders on the floor might, but that would be a lot of legwork.
(11:37:16 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: You've seen our ship. You know the power the Federation has, and allying yourself with that power would be a strategic business move. We could help you.
(11:38:18 PM) VenyaKashar: I've done quite well for a while now without your help, but thank you for the offer. Now, I have other things to attend to, but I wish you luck in your search.
(11:38:39 PM) VenyaKashar: :: stands and opens the door ::
(11:39:20 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: also stands, knowing she's hiding something, but unable to do anything about it :: Thank you for your time, Venya.
(11:40:42 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods to McKnight that they're leaving::
(11:40:48 PM) CdrTKirr: :: reads Blackthorne and McKnight before moving out the door ::
(11:41:15 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: follows T'kirr ::
(11:41:15 PM) Percy: :: Hopes she's not abandoning protocol, but is genuinely confused, so whispers to Blackthorne as they head for the door.:: Er, sir? I don't mean to intrude, but...if there wasn't something to be gained by our presence, why were we invited?
(11:41:23 PM) Percy: For tea?
(11:42:02 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: whispers back :: I'm guessing she was sizing us up, for what I'm not sure. She's hiding something, that much I could sense.
(11:42:50 PM) Percy: Yeah...so...what, you want I should tap into the surveillance systems?
(11:42:59 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: shakes his head :::
(11:43:10 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Their house, their rules.
(11:43:23 PM) Percy: :: Nods:: Yessir. ::Then falls back into line.::
(11:43:26 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: We have no authority other than the ability to ask nicely.
(11:43:46 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: sidles up and whispers :: Admiral. My team is still unable to determine the origin and cargo of those vessels arriving soon. It could be that she wants us to get gone before they arrive...
(11:44:21 PM) ColDougMcKnight: She could have been going the "Telling the truth, just not the whole truth." route. Dealing openly with pirates is bad business. But remember that note they left you. If they can come up with some sort of diplomatic cover for it, even a sketchy one to give them an air of legality, then she may have an out.
(11:44:55 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Soon we're out on the promenade outside the office having all this discussion, and the Orion/Gorn are back inside.
(11:45:11 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods to them both :: Possibly. Either way, we're out of options here.
(11:45:53 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: scans some more of the most unusual life forms ::
(11:45:56 PM) VenyaKashar: :: in her office, pacing ::
(11:46:11 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Well, there is one possible alternative.
(11:46:18 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Yes, Lieutenant?
(11:47:29 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: The asteroid field provides nice cover - for them, and for anyone else out in it. Those crystalline structures on some of the asteroids may scatter scan attempts... perhaps we could "move on" and then circle back and watch what happens? Maybe we can catch her in the act, so to speak.
(11:47:50 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Hard to dance around concrete proof, right?
(11:48:12 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I don't see anything wrong with that. Let's head back to the ship.
(11:48:33 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> A rumbling starts to course through the outpost...
(11:49:10 PM) CdrTKirr: :: looks around in alarm ::
(11:49:19 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Crap! That cant be good...
(11:49:22 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The rumbling is soon a full-blown moonquake, growing in intensity. The promenade erupts into paniced screaming as people hold on.
(11:50:13 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Shall I signal for immediate transport, Sir?
(11:50:14 PM) CdrTKirr: :: does the theatrical shake thing, hanging onto the promenade's upper level railing ::
(11:50:22 PM) Percy: Argh! This doesn't seem physically possible!
(11:50:32 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: hangs on to the railing and T'Kirr ::
(11:50:34 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Stabs his comm badge :: Syvek! Can you get a transporter lock from the Missouri?
(11:50:37 PM) Percy: :: Follows suit::
(11:51:04 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> Negative! Geomagnetic interference is too strong for transport!
(11:51:24 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: hangs on to one of the marines, still scanning ::
(11:51:29 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> In less than thirty seconds, the quake is over. Station security forces begin quelling the panic.
(11:51:43 PM) Percy: Crap in a hat-oh it's over.
(11:51:46 PM) Percy: ...Huh.
(11:52:07 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Orion> :: emerges from the office :: Director Kashar has asked that you return.
(11:52:21 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: This can't possibly be entirely geomagnetic, this moon should not be able to support seismic activity...
(11:52:27 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Looks to the man :: Does that happen often here?
(11:52:43 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I will let her explain.
(11:52:48 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Orion>
(11:53:02 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Is everyone alright? :: looks around to his team ::
(11:53:27 PM) CdrTKirr: :: nods ::
(11:53:29 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: nods ::
(11:53:31 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Frowns :: Fine. But sir, I'd recommend getting while the getting's good. If what she has to say is so important, she has a comm unit.
(11:53:35 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I'm good :: thanks the marine with a smile ::
(11:53:59 PM) Percy: Fine here.
(11:54:19 PM) Percy: ::Thanks the railing for staying intact::
(11:54:23 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: If it was too frequent an occurrence, this place wouldn't be so busy. Let's go see if she's changed her tune.
(11:54:26 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(11:54:27 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(11:54:28 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(11:54:40 PM) CdrHarper left the room.
(11:54:45 PM) CdrTKirr: :: pauses ::
(11:54:55 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: paused ::
(11:54:55 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: :: || ::
(11:54:58 PM) VenyaKashar: :: pauses, muttering about costume leather ::
(11:55:01 PM) Percy: :: Le paused::
(11:55:35 PM) Percy: Seriously, costume leather, unless it's a collar or something? They never line it, so it's incredibly uncomfortable.
(11:55:54 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Not to mention it 'creeps'.
(11:56:02 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: no kidding.
(11:56:05 PM) VenyaKashar: I know, right? And this tea is garbage! Where's my agent!
(11:56:12 PM) VenyaKashar: Ugh, and this green paint itches!
(11:56:14 PM) Percy: Ugh. And you can't wash it. You can only wipe it down.
(11:56:25 PM) Percy: lmao
(11:56:29 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Nice sim folks!
(11:56:45 PM) LtJGAlexisWright: Indeed!
(11:56:46 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Battle armor, on the other hand, is surprisingly comfortable.
(11:56:51 PM) ColDougMcKnight: The helmet is even air conditioned.
(11:56:52 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hush you!
(11:57:27 PM) CdrTKirr: hahaha
(11:58:19 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Looks like next week we'll find out what's really going on here. :)
(11:58:25 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Okay, I have to run...stick emergency!
(11:58:30 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Sweet!
(11:58:32 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Night, then!
(11:58:40 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Stick... emer... what?
(11:58:48 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (Shes the head pirate or one of the higher ups!!!)
(11:58:57 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: dog needs me to throw stick!!!
(11:59:01 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Did you read the log omg)
(11:59:02 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :D
(11:59:04 PM) CdrTKirr: lol
(11:59:45 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yes, I even commented on it. Doesnt mean there couldnt have been an overthrow in the really recent past! DOH!
(11:59:49 PM) CdrTKirr: Gotta go as well, haven't been to work in a week and a half, but I start tomorrow! =P
(11:59:59 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Night guys!
(12:00:08 AM) ColDougMcKnight: Yeah, same here. Rachel and I have a late movie to watch! Later, folks!
(12:00:08 AM) DrRoxanneCarre left the room (quit: Exit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(12:00:17 AM) CdrTKirr: Well, for three days... then I'm off for another week with family =X
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(12:00:24 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: G'night folks. :)
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(12:01:10 AM) Rubix left the room (quit: Exit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(12:01:19 AM) Percy: G'night!
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