Conversation with #ussatlantis at 6/8/2011 10:05:07 PM on (irc)

(10:05:07 PM) The topic for #USSAtlantis is: Last time, we managed to explain pretty clearly to our reluctant hosts precisely what the problem was. Now, we get to try and sell them a solution, and deal with any potential backlash from that.
(10:05:07 PM) mode (+o VAdmBlackthorne) by ChanServ
(10:05:13 PM) LtKuari [] entered the room.
(10:05:21 PM) CdrTKirr [] entered the room.
(10:05:47 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya
(10:10:39 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hiya
(10:11:51 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Our missing two will be up to half an hour late, I'm told
(10:13:55 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yay, more mall cops then.
(10:25:50 PM) LtCmdrBusard [] entered the room.
(10:26:34 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Hey all. Mike'll be on in a couple minutes. Just had some groceries we really needed to pick up.
(10:31:48 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Is it working this time?
(10:31:51 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Hello?
(10:32:31 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Yep!
(10:32:43 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I figure everyone's tabbed away while we wait.
(10:33:28 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Ah, cool. Well, at least it's working now.
(10:36:21 PM) ColDougMcKnight [] entered the room.
(10:36:54 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: And there he is.
(10:36:57 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Evening. Sorry about the delay.
(10:37:16 PM) CdrHarper [] entered the room.
(10:38:07 PM) CdrTKirr: Heya
(10:38:08 PM) CdrHarper: Are we ready, boss?
(10:38:58 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Almost. I need to get T'Kirr up to speed briefly.
(10:39:38 PM) CdrTKirr: Oh right, forgot I was NPCing a bunch of people.
(10:46:28 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Okay! Let's give this sucker a try.
(10:46:56 PM) CdrHarper: :: blasts on the antique whistle :: TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!
(10:47:32 PM) CdrTKirr: :: AA ::
(10:47:47 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: AA ::
(10:47:56 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: aa ::
(10:50:50 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Right then. Since we last left off, the beleagured sleeper ship crew convened to discuss the proposal at length. With the immediate security problem seemingly diffused, McKnight has returned to Atlantis to await the decision. All those with further pressing business remain aboard, however, as do their escorts.
(10:50:53 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Questions?
(10:51:16 PM) CdrHarper: Are the Sharks still on their survey flight?
(10:51:37 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Indeed.
(10:52:27 PM) CdrHarper: Nothing more from me then!
(10:52:37 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Fair enough. Anyone else?
(10:52:59 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Nope.
(10:53:05 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Okay, then.
(10:53:07 PM) CdrTKirr: Is there anything specific Voth should be doing at this point?
(10:53:56 PM) CdrTKirr: That you want him doing, I should specify
(10:54:35 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Indeed. Being the designated spokesman, Voth will want to notify Atlantis as soon as a decision is reached, so Percy and her people can begin their preparations in earnest.
(10:55:14 PM) CdrTKirr: Perfect.
(10:55:25 PM) ColDougMcKnight: So, if there's nothing else...
(10:55:34 PM) ColDougMcKnight: BEGIN SIM
(10:55:40 PM) ColDougMcKnight: BEGIN SIM
(10:55:46 PM) ColDougMcKnight: BEGIN SIM
(10:56:24 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: in the medical lab hoping that medic didnt really flirt with her ::
(10:56:31 PM) CdrHarper: :: passing the second waypoint, in formation with Crazy Horse :: +Sharks+ Waypoint two reached, changing course to waypoint three.
(10:57:11 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Syd> +Sharks+ Acknowledge, Firefly. Adjusting course now.
(10:57:24 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (*Acknowledged)
(10:59:45 PM) CdrHarper: :: banks the fighter and comes on course for one of the other planets in the system, a cold terrestrial ::
(10:59:49 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: enters the beam-down location through the large door, flanked by two armed guards. He finishes rubbing his eyes with his fingers, looking haggard, stressed, and quite possibly resigned :: (Anyone left from Atlantis in this room?)
(11:00:32 PM) CdrHarper: Syvek> :: stoicly standing guard ::
(11:00:39 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :;Sits in his ready room, since it would be unprofessional to let the bridge crew see him tapping his fingers in anxious impatience. On the computer monitor in front of him is an image of the alien ship's present trajectory, as well as a timer counting down to "Too late to do anything about it."::
(11:00:50 PM) CdrTKirr: Ash> +Sharks+ Copy, adjusting course.
(11:01:56 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (Percy probably is still there, keeping tabs on the system status under that one guy's watch.)
(11:02:28 PM) CdrTKirr: Turreth> :: looks up as Voth enters, gives him a grim smile ::
(11:02:59 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: glances from Turreth to Busard :: How's it coming?
(11:03:14 PM) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ Chaka and Spitfire, waypoint one-three is next up for you.
(11:04:12 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> +Harper+ I can hear the spacedust calling my name already.
(11:04:30 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Syd> :: Notes the cold quality of the terrestrial planet:: Heh, reminds me of this one time on Andoria. That was a hell of a party... :: Not particularly unalert, and isn't one hundred percent sure of whether that got through comm chatter::
(11:04:40 PM) CdrTKirr: Ash> +Sharks+ You got it.
(11:05:18 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Sharks+ Andorians don't throw any other kind, I assure you
(11:05:58 PM) CdrTKirr: (That was directed to Percy btw)
(11:06:31 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Looks up with a little smile:: Well, your systems are in better shape now. A few circuits had gotten fried after a brief power fluctuation following the asteroid impact, but we seem to have gotten the worst of it fixed.
(11:07:03 PM) CdrHarper: :: smirks ::
(11:07:46 PM) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ Just collect the data, I don't think any partying will happen down there. It's -100 on the surface.
(11:07:47 PM) CdrTKirr: Turreth> :: grunts at mention of "a few circuits ::
(11:08:17 PM) LtCmdrBusard: In addition, I've compiled two lists of repairs that can be made. The first your engineers can probably handle themselves, and I'm sure they'd prefer to. The second are repairs that we would have to generate materials for.
(11:10:23 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: looks to Turreth for unspoken confirmation and nods :: We very much appreciate your help. You not only have the advantage of superior technology, but you also haven't just woken up and are suffereing from its effects. I need to speak to captain. Will he be available now?
(11:10:49 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Syd> +Sharks+ Awww...well, the kinds of parties we used to have, we could heat that up in no time. :: The smirk is clear in her voice as she banks towards the next waypoint::
(11:11:39 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Oh, I'm sure he's available. Do you still have Harper's comm link? If not, you can use mine.
(11:11:47 PM) CdrHarper: :: laughs off comm and she also makes the turn ::
(11:11:48 PM) CdrTKirr: Ash> :: just rolls her eyes and settles in on her target ::
(11:13:29 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: nods :: I do. :: steps a bit away in some semblance of an official call and concentrates on remembering their comm protocol :: +McKnight+ Voth to Atlantis. Come in, please.
(11:14:57 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Tries her very best not to eavesdrop as she messes with the inevitable gadget-in-the-making in a toolbelt pouch.::
(11:15:42 PM) CdrTKirr: Yenpel> :: steps up behind Carre, clearing his throat at a polite distance and holding out a tablet :: Here are the crew records you asked for, ma'am.
(11:16:10 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Immediately slaps his own comm badge:: +Voth+ This is Atlantis. McKnight speaking I don't mind saying, I've been hoping for this call for awhile. I understand it's a tough decision, but you also know as well as I do, time is a factor.
(11:16:48 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka +Sharks+ We also have really good coats. So there's that.
(11:17:14 PM) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ Personally, -100 degrees does not put me in a mood to party.
(11:18:13 PM) LtCmdrBusard: +Sharks+ Eh, some other time then, maybe. Waypoint 3 reached. Orders, Firefly?
(11:18:53 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Harper+ Bullshit. It's a hell of a lot colder than that right past your damn window. And I can think of any number of messes we've gotten into out here that I'd describe as such in a heartbeat.
(11:19:14 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (^Chaka)
(11:19:39 PM) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ Crazy Horse, let's investigate that asteroid field. Careful flying.
(11:19:45 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> +McKnight+ :: blinks in momentary surprise at McKnight's mouthful response :: Ah yes, right. Just the man I was looking for. Captain, while the decision is by no means unanimous, I bring you good news. We can finally move forward in our plans, for as you say, time is of the essence. You have the crew's full cooperation.
(11:19:59 PM) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ Chaka, I also do not wish to party outside my window, yes?
(11:20:50 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Voth+ As they say where I'm from, thank God. Could you put my chief engineer on the line, please?
(11:20:57 PM) CdrHarper: :: turns toward the asteroid field ::
(11:23:05 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: turns at the hip to look towards Busard and uncertainly extends the badge towards her, questioning what he should do with his eyes :: Ah yes, she's right here.
(11:23:28 PM) CdrTKirr: (Carre, somewhere in my mess of NPCing is something for you. =P)
(11:23:46 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> Suit yourself, Tiredfly.
(11:24:23 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::With that, he banks toward a different quadrant of the asteroid field in question, and commences what he chooses to refer to as safe flying
(11:24:27 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::
(11:24:31 PM) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ I am impressed that the Andorian constitution is hardy enough to party in the vacuum of space!
(11:24:46 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Syd> ::Laughs:: +Sharks+ Man, not out the window in open space, not on a planet you could freeze instantaneously on. You're just not adventurous at all, are you? :: Adjusts course to head towards the asteroid field, quite carefully::
(11:25:17 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Picks up the comm :: Yes, sir?
(11:25:22 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Percy+ Busard, you got that, I assume?
(11:25:44 PM) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ I went to New York, once.
(11:26:00 PM) CdrTKirr: (I'm assuming everyone in the room was within audible range of the comm)
(11:26:14 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Yes, I did. What are your orders at this point, then?
(11:27:17 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Syd> :: Whistles:: +Sharks+ Wow, daring.
(11:28:12 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (Probably a safe assumption, but terribly risky for making an ass out of you and mumptions!)
(11:28:21 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (*sniffle* Poor mumptions... :-P)
(11:28:29 PM) CdrTKirr: (
(11:28:47 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (Sorry, tangent joke.)
(11:29:38 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Busard+ Assuming you're done plotting out how you'd tackle the computer records, begin that immediately. Then, prepare a list of materials you'd need. Once I have that, I'll have it forwarded to a team I'll have readying to beam over and assist you.
(11:31:02 PM) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ To me, that was a veritable safari. :: skirts the outside of the asteroid field, getting data on their compositions ::
(11:31:05 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: takes the tablet from Yenpel :: Thank you. :: scans through the enclosed information :: This will fill in some of the gaps in my knowledge. It appears your crewman will be fine to return to duty shortly. I should probably return to let the rest of the crew know everything is fine here.
(11:31:19 PM) LtCmdrBusard: +McKnight+ Yes, sir. I'll have a list compiled to be expected in minutes.
(11:32:08 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> ::Sets his scanner to automatic, omni-directional. Maximum gain. Then, he figures he needs to maximize the scanning he begins darting around and between asteroids, Han Solo on benzedrine style.::
(11:32:38 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Busard+ Excellent. Keep me updated. McKnight out.
(11:32:47 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Syd> +Sharks+ I think that's a veritable safari for just about anyone who doesn't already live there. Though... :: She says as she takes the opposite side of the field, doing the same:: ...ever since they cleaned up Times Square, it hasn't been the same.
(11:33:11 PM) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ Bloody cold there too, if you ask me.
(11:33:24 PM) CdrHarper: :: though recalls that she did end up in a warm bed ::
(11:33:26 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Sharks+ Cleaned up? You mean the orbital ion cannon they used to clear out that zombie outbreak?
(11:33:34 PM) CdrHarper: :: ducks into the asteroid field ::
(11:33:37 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Sharks+ Or...was that just another stupid movie they made?
(11:34:26 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::Hands the comm back, looking from one alien to the other:: Okay, so...if you have no objections, I'll go about doing that. Don't want a repeat of the last incident. And of course you can look over my shoulder the whole time.
(11:35:19 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Syd> +Sharks+ ....Both, maybe? In any case, it sure looks nicer now. Kinda ruins the whole appeal though if there isn't SOME grime going around.
(11:35:41 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: while listening, suppresses a shiver as he visualizes just what "beam" means ::
(11:35:52 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Keratan Strokhar> ::Walks in through the open hatch, frowning thoughtfully:: I caught the trailing end of that. The aliens have been made aware, then?
(11:36:03 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Syd> :: Zigs into the field, scanning this way and that::
(11:36:55 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: shares a look with Turreth, who nods in a you-can-count-on-me way, then addresses Busard with an accepting bow of his head :: You have our cooperation. Thank you.
(11:37:24 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: heads toward the door, motioning Syvek to follow :: Nice to meet you. :: thinks to herself "Too bad you wont remember" ::
(11:38:07 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: as Keratan speaks, turns :: Yes. Yes, they have. Preparations are underway.
(11:38:15 PM) CdrHarper: Syvek> :: follows the doctor ::
(11:38:40 PM) CdrTKirr: Turreth> :: bounces on the balls of his feet as Keratan enters, ready to make himself scarce as soon as Busard gives him an excuse to ::
(11:39:08 PM) CdrHarper: :: spots interesting scan data from a particularly large asteroid ::
(11:40:27 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Strokhar> ::Nods:: Then if Turreth can manage things here for a moment, I require a word in private.
(11:40:44 PM) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ I am getting dilithium ore from the large rock at coordinates 323 mark four, confirm.
(11:40:49 PM) CdrTKirr: Yenpel> :: grins wistfully as Carre turns away, his thoughts then turning inward and his smile drops :: Doctor Carre?
(11:41:26 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> Yes, of course. :: nods to Turreth, who nods back ::
(11:41:32 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Turns and looks :: Yes?
(11:43:11 PM) CdrTKirr: Yenpel> :: looking more serious than usual :: If you hadn't found us... well, I believe what your people say. As a healer, I could have done nothing to save us. Thank you.
(11:43:12 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Strokhar> ::Turns on his heel and exits silently. Once he's turned a corner and is thus no longer in a direct line of sight with the beam in room, he points to his ears with an expression of puzzlement as he looks back that way. His meaning should be clear: A bit further, to ensure the "private" part. ::
(11:44:12 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: smiles :: You are quite welcome. I hope the rest of your trip is...uneventful. :: grins ::
(11:44:19 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Doop dee dooop...:: Looks up at Turreth from working on her PADD:: Something wrong?
(11:44:33 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: nods patiently ::
(11:45:22 PM) CdrTKirr: Turreth> :: looks up from her work abrubtly to meet her eyes :: Who, me? No, why?
(11:46:11 PM) CdrTKirr: Yenpel> :: presses his lips tightly and nods, expecting to never see Carre again ::
(11:46:49 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: waves and walks in the general direction they came :: Syvek...
(11:47:04 PM) CdrHarper: Syvek> Yes, doctor?
(11:47:12 PM) CdrHarper: :: zeroes in on the ore readings ::
(11:47:15 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: This is the way we came, isnt it?
(11:47:30 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Shrugs:: Sorry, you just seemed a little...bouncy?
(11:47:32 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Strokhar> ::After a minute or two of this, Keratan stops.:: This should be far enough. We've known each other for some time, Krinlan, have we not? Different professions, but from the same habitat, and ultimately, bearing much the same goals I think.
(11:47:42 PM) CdrHarper: Syvek> Yes, doctor.
(11:48:17 PM) CdrTKirr: Turreth> Oh, no, no, no. I'm fine. :: smiles, but it doesn't reach his eyes :: Just want to get this done and over with, is all.
(11:48:25 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Oh good, I'm sure you'll let me know should I take a wrong turn.
(11:48:33 PM) CdrTKirr: Turreth> :: glances towards the door for a moment ::
(11:48:35 PM) CdrHarper: Syvek> Indeed.
(11:49:36 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: crosses his arms, nodding as Strokhar talks :: We have, and we do, yes.
(11:49:45 PM) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ That dilithium ore will be of great interest. Return to base.
(11:50:36 PM) CdrTKirr: Ash> +Sharks+ Spitfire copy, coming about.
(11:51:19 PM) CdrHarper: :: flies out of the field and lines up on Atlantis ::
(11:51:46 PM) CdrHarper: +Atlantis+ Atlantis-Firefly, Sharks are returning to base.
(11:52:02 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Strokhar> ::Looks back behind him as another crewman enters the corridor from a side maintence passage, hefting a plasma rifle. A moment later, the way forward is similarly barred by a similarly armed woman.:: It is for that reason that I hope you will take my apology as sincere. Hopefully, this is stupid paranoia on my part, but we must have a discussion.
(11:52:10 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Syd> :: Notes the dilithium presence and pulls up behind and slightly to the side of Firefly::
(11:52:15 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Strokhar> And I must have your full attention.
(11:53:04 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Just to let people know, Rachel has work in the morning, so I'm calling 5 minute warning.)
(11:54:19 PM) CdrHarper: :: dips a wing as Crazy Horse drops into formation ::
(11:54:26 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: arrives back at the room where she started out from, sighs with relief ::
(11:55:00 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: uncrosses his arms, a deep frown forming on his forehead, but instead of protesting, sighs in exhaustion and shakes his head :: It seems we don't know each other that well after all. Out with it, Strokhar.
(11:55:18 PM) CdrTKirr: (Yeah I got training again, meh)
(11:56:11 PM) CdrHarper: :: Atlantis, however, is quite a ways off now, so the flight back is long ::
(11:59:40 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Thank you for the escort Syvek, I appreciate it.
(11:59:53 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (Okay, Mike's having technical trouble with the laptop, so he'll use this, since I think I'm done with Percy for tonight)
(12:00:32 AM) CdrHarper: Syvek> It is my duty, doctor.
(12:01:22 AM) LtCmdrBusard: Strokhar> Soon enough. ::Nods to the others:: Take him to reactor observation and control. I'll gather the last of those we must appeal to and meet you there within minutes. Ancestors know we won't have long once this starts.
(12:02:08 AM) LtCmdrBusard: (And given that little hiccup put us a few minutes past the five minute mark, I believe that will do for a place to stop.)
(12:02:12 AM) LtCmdrBusard: PAUSE SIM
(12:02:17 AM) LtCmdrBusard: PAUSE SIM
(12:02:20 AM) LtCmdrBusard: PAUSE SIM
(12:02:27 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: pawsed ::
(12:02:29 AM) CdrTKirr: :: pauses ::
(12:02:32 AM) LtKuari left the room.
(12:02:36 AM) CdrHarper: ::: paused ::
(12:03:38 AM) LtCmdrBusard: Okay! Sorry to leave it there...but next week, come back to see just what starts!
(12:04:04 AM) LtCmdrBusard: It will LITERALLY blow your asses off.
(12:04:14 AM) LtCmdrBusard: Rachel> NO MY ASS!
(12:04:19 AM) CdrHarper: Sweet!!
(12:04:32 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: I'm kinda attached to my ass.
(12:04:46 AM) CdrTKirr: 0.o
(12:04:50 AM) LtCmdrBusard: Also, my use of the word literally may be mind boggling irresponsible. But it'll be big! Honest!
(12:04:59 AM) CdrTKirr: Right
(12:05:14 AM) CdrHarper: It'll help with the excess chocolate.
(12:05:33 AM) CdrTKirr: Hah with that, queue sleep, T-minus six hours and counting!
(12:05:55 AM) LtCmdrBusard: Rachel> Heh, indeed. Anyway, yes! The sleep thing! And then, to lure babies up ramps!
(12:06:01 AM) LtCmdrBusard: G'night all!
(12:06:06 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: Night guys!
(12:06:20 AM) CdrHarper: Night all!
(12:06:48 AM) CdrTKirr left the room.
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(12:07:16 AM) DrRoxanneCarre left the room (quit: Exit: ajax IRC Client).