Conversation with #ussatlantis at 8/3/2011 8:54:27 PM on (irc)

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(8:54:27 PM) ChanServ has changed the topic to: Tonight we approach the site of the gamma ray burst, a star in the process of going supernova. All modifications to the ship and her crew to protect us from the hazards of this event should be nearing completion.
(8:54:27 PM) ChanServ [] entered the room.
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(8:57:00 PM) DrRoxanneCarre [] entered the room.
(8:57:09 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hiya
(8:57:13 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: OMG eatings!
(8:57:37 PM) CdrTKirr [] entered the room.
(8:57:44 PM) LtKuari [] entered the room.
(8:58:07 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya
(8:58:33 PM) CdrTKirr: Hey hey
(8:58:57 PM) CdrTKirr: Bryan made stuffed Cornish game hens... tasty, but not much meat.
(8:59:36 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I made spicy thai red curry
(9:00:56 PM) ColDougMcKnight [] entered the room.
(9:01:00 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Evening.
(9:01:03 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya
(9:01:39 PM) LtCmdrBusard [] entered the room.
(9:01:41 PM) CdrTKirr: Tav is setting up Pidgin
(9:01:50 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Hellooo!
(9:01:58 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Evening!
(9:04:46 PM) LtJorvanTav [] entered the room.
(9:04:49 PM) CdrHarper [] entered the room.
(9:05:19 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Alrighty, we're all here, let's get going!
(9:05:53 PM) LtJorvanTav: Good evening
(9:06:04 PM) CdrTKirr: :: TWEET :: Attention!
(9:06:13 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: AA ::
(9:06:58 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: aa ::
(9:08:08 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: ** runs around and hypos caffine into all the sleeping chars **
(9:08:20 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::AA::
(9:08:32 PM) CdrTKirr: :: squints her eyes at the Colonel ::
(9:08:38 PM) VAdmBlackthorne has changed the topic to: The effects of the gamma ray burst on the crew have been harsh; we've lost the ability to multitask, focusing on one thing or aspect of our duties above all others. We orbit at a dangerously close one AU.
(9:08:47 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Questions?
(9:08:53 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (He's coming. Was grabbing some food)
(9:09:59 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Yell at him to see if he has questions!
(9:10:06 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Nope!
(9:10:40 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Alrighty then
(9:10:42 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(9:10:43 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(9:10:45 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(9:11:31 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: staring at the bright viewscreen :: Tav! How are those readings!?
(9:11:41 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::McKnight, as I recall, had just snapped out of his last fixation, only to hear:: 1 AU? Harper, what the hell are you doing?
(9:11:57 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: continues to scan the gamma ray burst with increasing intensity. As he turns up the sensors and their intensity, there is the beginning of a whine in his conole. :: Sir, I think I can make it ten percent clearer. Stand by!
(9:12:13 PM) CdrHarper: What I am told to do, Colonel. One AU.
(9:12:29 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: watches Kate working her hands over the console ::
(9:12:46 PM) ColDougMcKnight: That's way too close for long-term safety! And even that's being optimistic about it! Back us the hell off!
(9:13:30 PM) CdrTKirr: :: finds the Colonel's language quite inappropriate and decides to tell him so ::
(9:13:39 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: runs his hands across the controls :: Captain, if we could just get closer, I can really clear things up! Maybe another thirty-five percent!
(9:13:55 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Belay that order, Commander.
(9:14:00 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Closer....
(9:14:18 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Taps furiously away at her console, removing power from another non-vital system to boost the shields:: Still not enough! Rrgh. Food. No one needs to eat JUST now, can live without it for a couple hours. Except maybe in Sick Bay? :: Turns to Carre, one hand still typing away:: Do they need food in Sickbay?
(9:14:32 PM) CdrHarper: :: continues flying the precise orbit, as exactly defined in the highlight she wrote ::
(9:14:56 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (Nice highlight, by the way. Very crazy.)
(9:15:04 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Grits his teeth, and deciding there's no other option left, draws his phase pistol.:: Belay nothing! The Admiral is obviously being affected by...something. I don't know. But you're putting this ship and crew in imminent peril. I won't ask you again. Back us off!
(9:15:06 PM) CdrHarper: (Thanks!)
(9:15:10 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: No, but keep the sani-fields up. No need letting all my germs out~
(9:15:37 PM) CdrHarper: I have my orders, Colonel. One AU. One AU. One AU.
(9:15:51 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Take us to 0.75 AU.
(9:15:52 PM) ColDougMcKnight: And I have my job. I'm sorry.
(9:16:17 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Without further preamble, he pulls the trigger, blasting Harper's back on stun before she can input that last order.::
(9:16:50 PM) CdrHarper: :: snaps upright, eyes wide with surprise, before she slumps and slides unceremoniously to the floor ::
(9:16:59 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: hands flying ever faster across his console, Tav attempts to clear up his readings. Deciding that's not enough, Jorvan bends down within his open console once again :: Does anyone have a screwdriver? I need a hyperbaric spanner!
(9:17:03 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Colonel McKnight!
(9:17:19 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: blinks as Kate falls to the floor, moves up to check her status :: Kate!
(9:17:39 PM) CdrHarper: :: drools on Roxy's shoe ::
(9:17:59 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Sorry sir, but you're obviously not yourself. Consider yourself relieved of duty, effective immediately. ::As he says this, he circles around to the helm console, keeping his phaser ready. ::
(9:18:51 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Computer, lock all helm control to Vice Admiral Ian Blackthorne, authorization Blackthorne gamma pi tau two three.
(9:19:07 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: noticing none of the commotion on the bridge, switches two wires in the console :: THERE! Captain, I've made it forty-five percent clearer!
(9:19:13 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Eyes widening in alarm, he springs for the console, trying to get the ship backed off before that can take effect. ::
(9:19:17 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Right. No food. Wait, what? Screwdriver? Sorry, my screwdriver's mine. No touching. No time! Need more shields. Where next?
(9:19:58 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: recieves the reply from the computer :: Make that all command-level essential ship functions, to my authorization only.
(9:20:07 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: whips out her trusty tricorder to examine Kate, it starts whining REALLY loud :: Uh oh! We're getting WAY too much radiation at this location!
(9:20:12 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Science will not be interfered with.
(9:21:26 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Commander Busard, we need more power to the shields so we can get closer.
(9:21:35 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Trying! Trying!
(9:21:59 PM) CdrTKirr: :: approaches McKnight, finding the conduct of a member of personnel completely inappropriate, her voice harsh but quiet :: Colonel, there is no need for violence on the Bridge. And beyond that, you apparently need lessons in proper language.
(9:22:04 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: hypos Kate with radiation blocking drugs, then hypos herself ::
(9:22:04 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: unfolds himself from the interior of the console and lifts his six-foot-five frame back to his seat :: Alright, Captain. I've increased the sensor accuracy and strength beyond maximum capacity. But can we get closer? If we move in and to port, I can get clearer readings!
(9:22:20 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Excellent work, lieutenant. We'll be moving in shortly.
(9:22:42 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Cuts power to all functions inside personal quarters:: Can read a book! Don't need anything else. Also, flashlights. Shields! Up by fifteen percent.
(9:22:47 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: NO! Its already hazardous. No closer!!!
(9:23:47 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: works over Kate noting an excess of activity in her thymus, gives her a hypo to regulate that ::
(9:23:49 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::McKnight's reply is considerably more direct than T'Kirr's urbane approach. He roughly shoves her aside, surging forward to deliver his best right cross to Blackthorne's face:: You fucked us! You stupid son of a bitch! You just fucked us!
(9:23:52 PM) LtJorvanTav: Captain! If we don't get closer, we'll miss readings that have never been seen before! :: his hands continue flying across the console ::
(9:24:11 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Jorvan, SHUT UP!
(9:24:23 PM) LtCmdrBusard: More shields, more shields!
(9:24:24 PM) CdrTKirr: :: stumbles, regains her footing, looking on in shock ::
(9:25:06 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Ooh! Hey, won't be using warp any time soon. Can shut down that. Useless really. Shields!
(9:25:15 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Tappity tap tap::
(9:25:17 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: recoils from the cross, hand to his jaw ::
(9:25:46 PM) CdrTKirr: :: approaches McKnight from behind and, assuming he doesn't have an armored collar on the Bridge, delivers a nasty pinch ::
(9:26:06 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: stands back straight, looking only at the viewer ::
(9:26:14 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Computer, alter course, orbital transfer trajectory to 0.75 AU radius.
(9:26:30 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: notes everyone looking at the screen, is enraptured *whispers* :: Hey Percy, we dont need that viewscreen, its got to be pulling a LOT of power.
(9:27:08 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Ooh! True! Silly really. Don't need big stupid screen to show us what's there. Off we go!
(9:27:12 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Tappity tap tap::
(9:27:28 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Shields! Up by ten more percent.
(9:27:33 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: attempts to increase power to the sensors, and his console lets out some sparks and goes black. Seeing this, Tav bolts from his station, dashes past Blackthorne, over the Captain's chair, over and falls face first. Picking himself up, he continues his work on a science console at the back of the bridge and increases power to the sensors ::
(9:27:36 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Good job, Commander Busard!
(9:28:07 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Atlantis starts to spiral in further...
(9:28:20 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Doesn't seem to realize that there's anyone else in the room::
(9:28:21 PM) LtJorvanTav: Captain, if I could get some more power, I could increase the sensor readings!
(9:28:31 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Yes, yes, more power to the sensors!
(9:28:33 PM) Rubix [] entered the room.
(9:29:09 PM) Rubix: :: Crawls out of Percy's toolbelt pocket, wondering what's with all the loud noises:: Beep beep?
(9:29:22 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: notes that Kate is more stable, so runs around hypo-ing everyone with radiation meds, tricordering as she goes by them, specifically NOT looking at the screen ::
(9:29:45 PM) LtCmdrBusard: No! No! Power for SHIELDS. For shields!
(9:30:00 PM) Rubix: ....Whirr beep? o.O
(9:30:14 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (which is black need to not look)
(9:30:17 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::His eyes widen abruptly, and the last thought he has before collapsing is to curse himself for focusing on Blackthorne when the ship is FULL of deranged idiots trying to get them killed:: Fuck...fuck you.
(9:30:21 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: THUD ::
(9:30:27 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (rofl)
(9:31:04 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: hypos the inert Col ::
(9:31:06 PM) Rubix: :: Looks over at McKnight falling over:: Eep! Be-beep! :: looks nervously from Percy, to everyone else, to McKnight, to Carre, and quietly crawls down to the floor::
(9:31:17 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Atlantis settles into a 0.75 AU orbit.
(9:31:45 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: checks the new readings :: Oh, that's BEAUTIFUL!
(9:31:52 PM) LtKuari: :: leaps at Chaka in Ten Forward and pins him to the bar, snatching the lampshade in one hand and snarling in his face :: What is this?!
(9:32:15 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: since there's no viewscreen to stare at, he looks over Tav's shoulder :: Yes, yes, what amazing science!
(9:32:43 PM) Rubix: :: Tugs on Carre's pantleg:: Bee bee beep? :: Sounds rather worried, gesturing over at an unconscious McKnight::
(9:33:15 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: looks down at Rubix :: He'll be okay, hes been pinched by T'Kirr.
(9:33:58 PM) CdrHarper: :: still drooling ::
(9:34:11 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: busily compares the tricorder readings for everyone on the bridge ::
(9:34:17 PM) Rubix: :: Nods, then points to Harper, then Blackthorne, then Tav, then Percy:: Beeeeeeep?
(9:34:36 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I'm working on it!
(9:34:42 PM) CdrTKirr: :: turns to Blackthorne and, expecting him to be looking to her and McKnight, finds he's gotten up and is peering over Tav ::
(9:34:46 PM) LtJorvanTav: Why didn't I move back here before? I have so much more control of the sensors here! Check this out... :: causes the deflector dish to emit a tachyon pulse into the burst ::
(9:35:13 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Amazing...
(9:35:28 PM) CdrTKirr: :: stands, suddenly very confused :: Admiral. I believe there's something very wrong with the Colonel. Do you not find this important?
(9:35:29 PM) Rubix: :: Nods, then tries to look helpful and points at herself:: Bee-beep whirr?
(9:35:57 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I dont know can you help? Got any suggestions?
(9:36:25 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> :: Unruly at the best of times, his reaction is PROBABLY not as penitent as the marine was hoping for. Shoving her back off him, he uses her subsequent loss of balance to grab her long serpentine neck in both hands. :: That...was my HAT!
(9:36:44 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Security is not needed to gather these readings.
(9:36:48 PM) Rubix: .....:: Extends her little tazer arm:: Bzzt whirr.
(9:37:24 PM) CdrHarper: :: her eyelids start to flutter and she moans ::Rrrrrrnnngng.
(9:37:56 PM) LtKuari: :: eyes widen in alarm and thrashes, her wings slamming into tables scattering their occupants, tail and legs thrashing at Chaka for a hold ::
(9:38:48 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> :: roars in anger as his bar is disrupted! :: YOU ARE SCARING THE CUSTOMERS.
(9:39:03 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Customers> :: drinking obliviously ::
(9:39:03 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: bends over Kate :: Dont move Kate you've been stunned. Let everything wake up before you start moving around.
(9:39:09 PM) LtJorvanTav: Sir, it appears that this burst is not only giving off gamma radiation, but also Kappa and Sigma
(9:39:34 PM) Rubix: :: Also sends out an alert to all of the little robots currently active, confident that at least big brother Cubit can help!::
(9:39:34 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> :: He's having none of it. He's read about a Rucara's negligible bodyweight, and now, with all his outrage born might, he uses his hold of her neck to swing her off her feet like a living baseball bat...then lets go, sending her sailing straight into the wall o' liquor bottles::
(9:39:40 PM) CdrHarper: I do not have any boxes, I can not help you move...
(9:39:56 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> Do you know how hard it is to find a hat that fits with these fucking things on my head, you stupid lizard BITCH?!!!
(9:40:18 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Are those even documented?
(9:40:24 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: blinks :: Oh, I'm not moving. How are you feeling? :: waves the ever-present tricorder ::
(9:40:44 PM) CdrHarper: What
(9:40:52 PM) CdrHarper: (I cut that off, but it works)
(9:41:02 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Feeeeeling! How are you FEELING!?
(9:41:36 PM) CdrHarper: Well you know that time we raided all night and got drunk?
(9:41:47 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: grins :: Yeah
(9:42:05 PM) CdrHarper: Worse than the next day. :: looks up, trying to make the room stop spinning ::
(9:42:34 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: hypos her some more meds :: This might help, you need to let me know if it does.
(9:42:34 PM) LtKuari: :: slams into the wall, shattering broken glass and spirits behind Jack, and lands with an enraged roar on the back countertop ::
(9:42:35 PM) LtJorvanTav: I've never seen it, sir. Request we get closer. We may never see anything like this again!
(9:42:52 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Computer, transfer orbit to 0.5 AU radius.
(9:43:03 PM) Cubit [] entered the room.
(9:43:07 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: You're right, Lieutenant. This is totally new scientific ground!
(9:43:30 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> :: unconcerned about Kuari, but PISSED about the liquor he just lost ::
(9:43:33 PM) LtKuari: :: her full attention now on Blackthorne, begins to wonder if there's something wrong with him, too ::
(9:43:37 PM) Cubit: :: exits out of the bridge turbolift, beeping ::
(9:43:43 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> out out out OUT OUT OUT OUT the both of you!
(9:43:47 PM) Rubix: :: Crawls up to the top of Tav's chair, and tazes Blackthorne directly in the chest, while whirring apologetically::
(9:43:57 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: What the
(9:44:09 PM) LtKuari: ( Sorry, T'Kirr =/ )
(9:44:23 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Atlantis starts to spiral inward...
(9:44:40 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: OW.
(9:44:46 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: starts down at Rubix ::
(9:44:50 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: stares, rather ::
(9:44:55 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> Come on, don't tell me you didn't see it! She didn't even drink anything! She was just...just fucking lurking! She'd been planning to harsh my buzz all along!
(9:44:57 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Kate?
(9:45:05 PM) LtKuari: :: gets beat over the head with a newspaper and slinks away, wings bleeding, tail between her legs ::
(9:45:12 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> Do you even realize how much liquor I just lost?!
(9:45:16 PM) CdrHarper: What.
(9:45:24 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hows things?
(9:45:50 PM) CdrHarper: Where are we anyway. What is even going on here?
(9:45:55 PM) LtJorvanTav: Ah, these readings are incredible! :: causes the deflector dish to emit another tachyon burst ::
(9:45:56 PM) CdrTKirr: :: steps over to Blackthorne, her attention now drawn to the little robot ::
(9:46:16 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: just staring at Rubix for a long moment ::
(9:46:29 PM) Rubix: :: Beeps wildly between Blackthorne and Cubit:: Beep! Beep beep beep!
(9:46:36 PM) LtJorvanTav: Sir, I'd like to launch a probe. Why didn't I do that earlier? I'm sorry, sir. I need to launch a probe.
(9:46:37 PM) Cubit: :: beeps at Rubix ::
(9:46:52 PM) Rubix: (Translation: They're all crazy buggers! Help! And you, stop being crazy?)
(9:46:58 PM) LtJorvanTav: SIr?
(9:47:01 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> Liquor? I lost my fucking HAT! That hat really tied the outfit together!
(9:47:15 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Launch the prob - what is our current distance?
(9:47:26 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Computer> Zero point five astronomical units.
(9:47:31 PM) LtKuari: :: momentarily distracted by Jack until he stops chasing her and looks around, spots the lampshade and growls ::
(9:47:52 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The star collapses to half its diameter.
(9:48:02 PM) Cubit: :: beeps an Ooooh! at the distance ::
(9:48:20 PM) LtJorvanTav: We're half an AU away. From here we'll be able to pick up the probe's transmissions until it's destroyed. Excellent!
(9:48:23 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: CRAP! Ian get us out of here before we all fry!
(9:48:31 PM) Rubix: :: Makes a security siren sound before tazing Tav in the back of the neck::
(9:48:35 PM) CdrTKirr: :: finds herself suddenly not well versed enough in robot language and stares at Rubix, attempting to figure out what she's saying ::
(9:48:41 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The star collapses again, again to half its previous size.
(9:48:56 PM) Cubit: :: moves closer to Tav and zaps him too ::
(9:49:09 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: sees that on the display and looks up with a start :: We're too close! It's going to go supernova!
(9:49:23 PM) LtCmdrBusard: SHIELDS!
(9:49:28 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Kate, get us out of here!
(9:49:38 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (rofl)
(9:49:39 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: mutters under her breath :: Well duh!
(9:49:41 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: blinks at his readings :: Sir, the burst has decreased in size, twice. Now a quarter of the size AOW!... :: looks downn at Cubit and kicks him away :: and giving off three times the radiation~
(9:49:42 PM) LtJorvanTav: !
(9:50:00 PM) CdrHarper: :: climbs into her chair :: I have no control, it is locked out!
(9:50:02 PM) LtJorvanTav: Five times! Eight times!
(9:50:19 PM) LtJorvanTav: Sir! It's twelve, no, seventeen times the radiation!
(9:50:28 PM) Rubix: :: Hops down to see if Cubit is okay, before running over to McKnight and bzzting him::
(9:50:43 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: remembers that he locked it :: Computer, change course, directly away from the nearby star, warp nine!
(9:50:46 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Gah! Fuck! Fuck you all? Wha...
(9:50:52 PM) LtJorvanTav: This is incredible! :: launches the probe ::
(9:50:52 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Computer> Unable to comply, warp engines are offline.
(9:50:56 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Exclamation point! Fuck you all!)
(9:51:08 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Offline? Commander Busard, restore power to the warp engines!
(9:51:10 PM) Cubit: :: buzzes t'kirr ::
(9:51:13 PM) LtKuari: :: ears laid back, crawls low on all fours to the lampshade and starts shaking it violently in her mouth ::
(9:51:33 PM) LtCmdrBusard: But...but...but...shields?
(9:51:34 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: watches the readings from the now-in-flight probe :: Amazing!
(9:51:37 PM) CdrTKirr: :: yelps, buzzed, her attention now on the other robot ::
(9:51:41 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Computer, remove lockout on all core functions, authorzation Blackthorne Greek Letter Number Number Number!
(9:52:10 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> ::Hurls a chair at her:: Lieutenant Suitcase, you just crossed the line!
(9:52:12 PM) Cubit: :: runs to Percy and apology-beeps as she zaps the crap outta her ::
(9:52:14 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: runs up an grabs Percy by the collar, looking directly into her eyes :: ENGINES.
(9:52:37 PM) LtCmdrBusard: OW!...SHIT SHIT SHIT WARP NOW. :: TAP TAP TAP TAP:::
(9:53:10 PM) CdrHarper: I have impulse control, at least... heading away at maximum speed. It will not be enough.
(9:53:15 PM) LtJorvanTav: Sir! These readings are amazing! Oh, you have to see this!
(9:53:16 PM) LtKuari: :: collapses as a chair collides with and bounces off her plated back, turns in alarm, her attention now on Chaka, the lampshade forgotten a few feet away ::
(9:53:24 PM) LtCmdrBusard: There! Warp online!
(9:53:25 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The star shudders once again.
(9:53:47 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Rises shakily to his feet, smiling as the phase pistol comes up. :: If I'm efficient with my time, I figure I can just about use up this power cell before it goes to waste. Which one of you wants it first?
(9:53:52 PM) CdrHarper: I still do not have power!
(9:53:58 PM) Cubit: :: looks at rubix and question beeps, then moves along zapping everyone in his path ::
(9:54:23 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: T'Kirr, how long before that star blows?
(9:54:29 PM) LtJorvanTav: SIR! This is incredible! The star just vibrated, and the radiation is now up to four thousand, five hundred percent of what it was just moments ago! We're going to make history back home!
(9:54:50 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Take your station, Colonel, some of us have regained our senses.
(9:54:53 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hold on Col, it looks like the bots have the solution, thanks to you.
(9:55:00 PM) CdrTKirr: :: wonders why it's so hard to concentrate on Cubit, all the noise around her, but follows his path and watches him zap people, unhearing McKnight or Blackthorne ::
(9:55:23 PM) Cubit: :: zaps Jorvan again on his way by ::
(9:55:36 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Lt. Tav, I need a time on that supernova!
(9:55:38 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Eyes lock onto T'Kirr as his lips curve into a grin. :: Grammar bitch. Perfect.
(9:55:41 PM) Rubix: :: makes a "CRAP!" Whirr and sets her tazer to knock out levels, and tazes McKnight again.::
(9:55:41 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: barely feels the zap this time ::
(9:55:55 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Gah! Fuck, fuck fuck, hate you all, fuck!
(9:56:15 PM) LtJorvanTav: Sir, we have about thirty-eight seconds before it blows! This is incredible! So... incredible!
(9:56:22 PM) Cubit: :: boosts his zap setting and hits Jorvan again ::
(9:56:24 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: THUD ::
(9:57:09 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: absentmindedly kicks Cubit across the bridge and continues his scans ::
(9:57:16 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Commander Busard, the helm controls are still not responding. We need warp power in thirty seconds or we're all dead!
(9:57:39 PM) LtJorvanTav: Sir! The readings we'll get from here as it blows! I can't wait!
(9:57:42 PM) LtCmdrBusard: It should be working! I don't know what's...oh motherfucker, REALLY?
(9:57:44 PM) Cubit: :: beeps the weeee-beep, followed by the ow-beep ::
(9:58:03 PM) CdrHarper: :: tries to get power, fingers flying across the console as she really starts to wake up with the prospect of her life being about twenty seconds long ::
(9:58:11 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Turns power on to the "Helm warp control panel"::
(9:58:13 PM) LtCmdrBusard: There.
(9:58:25 PM) CdrHarper: :: slams the OMFG GO button ::
(9:58:32 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> ::Grabs another chair and brandishes it with purpose.:: Come on, hat bigot! Try that pounce now. I'll give you a preview of what you Leathernecks have in store at the next department vs. department Lost Harbor game.
(9:58:34 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Sorry, like turning on the fuze box and forgetting to connect the goddamn switch.
(9:59:02 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: snags the phaser gun that the Col was waving about and stuns Jorvan :: Dont kick my 'bot!
(9:59:10 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The star shudders one more time and then explodes behind us, but fortunately its shockwave only travels about 0.1c.
(9:59:28 PM) Rubix: :: Jumps up over to Tav, looking him up and down before...Carre shoots at him.::
(9:59:36 PM) LtJorvanTav: Sir, the radiation output is increasing at a rate of fifty percent per seco :: falls to the floor ::
(9:59:39 PM) LtKuari: :: doesn't like the chair at all, follows it with her slowly slitting eyes ::
(10:00:32 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Eyes remaining locked with hers, he raises his voice just a little more. ::
(10:00:37 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The source of the radiation is gone, but the effects will linger until it has cleared, or sufficient zappage has taken place. Varies based on species, natch.
(10:00:50 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (^Chaka)
(10:01:09 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: looks around to see if anyone else needs a nice stun as she finds it rather cathartic ::
(10:01:20 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> Hey, Jack. Was I the only one who noticed how she wasn't even drinking anything?
(10:01:22 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Winces::
(10:01:45 PM) LtKuari: :: has a moment of clarity and wonders where her phaser has gone, looks around ::
(10:01:45 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> Look at all my lost liquor... It'll take years to rebuild this collection.
(10:02:06 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Doctor Carre.
(10:02:07 PM) Cubit: :: beeps gleefully then nah nah pbbbt's ::
(10:02:21 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: How do we get everyone back to normal now that we're away from the problem?
(10:02:23 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yes Captain?
(10:02:36 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hey, phasing them works for me!
(10:02:45 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Preferably without that.
(10:02:46 PM) Rubix: :: Jumps over for a high five to the Cubit!::
(10:02:50 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: twitches ::
(10:02:52 PM) CdrTKirr: :: follows Cubit as he's kicked across the floor and otherwise, now looking straight down at him :: I can't understand you... try again, please?
(10:02:55 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: hand to his head, a headache coming on ::
(10:03:34 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: sighs :: We need to send some sort of shock through the ship. Phasers would be much more fun.
(10:03:43 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> Because Puff the Magic Dragon stopped by just buzz killing, booze breaking, and gratuitous assault on fashion!
(10:03:52 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (just FOR)
(10:04:39 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: begins rolling his head around ::
(10:04:44 PM) LtKuari: :: can't find her gun, but really doesn't like the chair, so keeps her distance and stands, angry and flapping bits of dragon blood on customers ::
(10:05:27 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> know, I actually just thought of an awesome name for a drink.
(10:05:31 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I need a suggestion other than going around shooting my crew.
(10:05:32 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Maybe Percy can think of a way to divert all that sheild energy to some sort of electrical shock at whatever level the 'bots zappers on high are at?
(10:05:35 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> A drink?
(10:05:40 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> I can get you a drink.
(10:06:02 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Um...Dr's Orders? :: grins wickedly ::
(10:06:09 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: rolls on his side into a fetal position, with his eyes fluttering ::
(10:06:12 PM) CdrHarper: :: has a headache, worse than Blackthorne's ::
(10:06:32 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> Yeah, I want a drink. Something with,,, all of the above. And fruit punch. Dragon Blood.
(10:06:44 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: hypos herself, twice :: Who has a headache?
(10:06:52 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> :: starts scavenging for unbroken bottles of the mentioned boozes ::
(10:06:59 PM) LtJorvanTav: Mmmf... Uhh... Urng...
(10:07:04 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ...:: Sadly:: Shields....:: Sighs :: Okay. I'm going to have to send a pulse throughout the entirety of the ship, so...we need a little insulation? Just in case we all fall unconscious, and then die from star explosion.
(10:07:12 PM) CdrHarper: Right here, Rox.
(10:08:02 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: The shockwave can't catch us at warp nine, at least.
(10:08:28 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: tries not to snicker at the painful sounds coming from Jorvan, as she moves over to hypo Kate :: That should help.
(10:08:45 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: And yes, I have a headache.
(10:08:51 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: looks around for T'Kirr ::
(10:09:18 PM) CdrTKirr: (Tav and I listening to works well for this plot lol )
(10:09:35 PM) CdrHarper: :: checks over everything, finds lots of things randomly shut down :
(10:09:38 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: opens his eyes to a sideways view of the bridge :: Unnng... :: lifts his head and tries unsuccessfully to raise himself on one elbow :: Did... someone... shoot me?
(10:10:27 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Unghh...alright, someone's got a dropkick to the CPU coming their way.
(10:10:32 PM) CdrTKirr: :: kneels down to get a closer look at Cubit ::
(10:10:50 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Those little robots just saved our collective asses.
(10:11:30 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> :: raises a glass triumphantly, having mixed all of the above :: Dragon Blood!
(10:11:30 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: moves over and hypos the captain, then the Col, pretty much ignores Jorvan ::
(10:11:47 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ...Okay, good point. Alright, moving power now. Prepare for shock in one minute...first I'll make sure there's a protective shield around the med bay. :: Forms a shield to protect anyone with compromised physical/heart health in Med Bay, and then builds up electricity around all the shield walls::
(10:11:50 PM) ColDougMcKnight: I seem to recall we had the same general idea, and I had it first. Goddammit, my head!
(10:12:04 PM) CdrHarper: YOUR head? :: snorts ::
(10:12:08 PM) Rubix: .....:: Runs away from McKnight and hides::
(10:12:27 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hows your head Percy?
(10:12:37 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ...Buzzy?
(10:12:56 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: hypos Percy too ::
(10:13:14 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: finds T'Kirr and sees her fixated on Cubit, gives her a telepathic prod ::
(10:13:22 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: sits upright and takes his neck in his hands :: Unnnnnnmm... Doc... tor...
(10:13:29 PM) ColDougMcKnight: How many times did YOU get cheap shotted in the last five minutes?
(10:13:34 PM) LtKuari: :: chances a poke at Cubit :: Speak again. I'll understand if you keep talk... :: looks up, confused ::
(10:13:36 PM) Cubit: :: follows Rubix, faking a limp ::
(10:13:51 PM) LtKuari: (Damn it.)
(10:14:05 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ...Ahh, that's better. Also, might want to get out of the way. I need something to set off the reaction, and I suspect...:: She draws her phaser:: This might do just the trick.
(10:14:25 PM) CdrHarper: How many times did you get shot in the last ten?
(10:14:26 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: You here t'kirr or do we need to um...get your attention?
(10:14:39 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: prods at her again ::
(10:14:43 PM) CdrTKirr: :: lets Cubit walk away, the robot forgotten, as she looks around the Bridge, unable to locate her new focus ::
(10:15:04 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: rises to his knees for a moment, then stands upright. Well, a very hunched-over upright :: Doctor, do you... have anything... for the pain of... being shot?
(10:15:13 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yes.
(10:15:25 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Alright, everybody get ready. Shocking in 10...9....8...
(10:15:25 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> ::Wanders over to the bar, the worst of the radiation's effects dying in him quickly due to the overabundance of alcohol in his system:: Cover me. If she tries to ruin the unveiling of my masterpiece, I want her prosecuted. With a broken bottle, a rusty mace...and a yak.
(10:15:46 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> :: hands him the glass with pride ::
(10:15:46 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Cubit, Rubix T'kirr needs a little of your 'TLC'.
(10:16:23 PM) Rubix: :: Removes herself from her hiding place and points to T'Kirr as she slowly approaches:: ...Beep beep bzzt?
(10:16:58 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> ::Takes a deep sip of the glass, leaning against the bar as he contemplates the experience. Finally, he nods. :: Yep, too drunk to taste anything. I declare it a sucess!
(10:16:59 PM) Cubit: :: sneaks up behind T'kirr, limp magically disappearing :: Zeep zeep zeep.
(10:17:04 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: finally noticing how he is being ignored as he comes out of his phased haze :: Doctor... could I have some?
(10:17:09 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: trying to get her attention telepathically, but it's like trying to find someone in Stephen King's The Mist ::
(10:17:12 PM) LtCmdrBusard: 7...6...5...:: Aims her phaser at the ceiling, set to stun::
(10:17:27 PM) LtKuari: :: paces back and forth, eyes on Chaka ::
(10:17:51 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: T'kirr sir? Over here. :: distracts for the 'bots ::
(10:18:05 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: notices Busard :: Huh?
(10:18:28 PM) CdrTKirr: :: is distracted, having been listening for her name, and is zapped by one robot, both apparently neraby ::
(10:18:44 PM) Rubix: :: Nods to Cubit, then tries to taze T'Kirr at the same time::
(10:19:00 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: in her mind :: T'Kirr!
(10:19:01 PM) Cubit: :: aim is off but gets in a shot anyway ::
(10:19:09 PM) CdrTKirr: :: is zapped by two bots, finally falling to the floor with a soft cry ::
(10:19:25 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Alrighty then, everyone is good now!
(10:19:33 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: At least on the bridge.
(10:19:59 PM) LtCmdrBusard: 4...3...2..1...0! :: Winces as she fires a shot to the ceiling, providing enough extra energy to release the static buildup she created in all the ship's walls::
(10:20:11 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> ZAP all around the ship!
(10:20:17 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Sorry Gu-
(10:20:26 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: BZZZZT::
(10:20:26 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: HRK
(10:20:27 PM) LtKuari: :: roars in rage and leaps for Chaka, is zapped midair as a bolt momentarily connects the floor to the ceiling through her, falls at Chaka's feet ::
(10:20:34 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: crumples to the ground ::
(10:20:38 PM) CdrHarper: ARKF
(10:20:46 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: falls ::
(10:20:55 PM) CdrHarper: :: swears elaborately in Bajoran ::
(10:21:05 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Looks down at his mildly aching fist, as recollection dawns. :: Heh, yeah, all good here. Guh, sonuva-
(10:21:33 PM) CdrTKirr: :: wakes up, soothed only by the touch to her mind :: Ian...?
(10:21:50 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: hypo's herself again, then proceeds around the room, saving Jorvan for last ::
(10:22:02 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: eyes on T'Kirr :: Alright, is everyone on the bridge sane now? ~Yes, are you alright?~
(10:22:20 PM) CdrTKirr: ~Yes... I think so.~ :: blinks and looks around ::
(10:22:23 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> :: Collapses to the deck in a convulsing heap. As the shock ends and unconsciousness threatens to overwhelm him, he manages to reach up to the bar and bring the glass to his mouth one last time. ::
(10:22:25 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Owwww. Sane, yes, but owwwwww.
(10:22:28 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> Yeah, not bad.
(10:22:29 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: crosses to her and helps her up ::
(10:22:31 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Thud. ::
(10:22:46 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Have we cleared the supernova's range?
(10:23:13 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> ::: falls into a puddle of glass and liquor ::
(10:23:17 PM) CdrTKirr: :: takes the helping hand and her eyes settle on McKnight ::
(10:23:37 PM) CdrHarper: We have, Admiral.
(10:23:43 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: So Jorvan, hows the head?
(10:23:51 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: All stop. Let's figure out what we did to our ship.
(10:24:07 PM) CdrHarper: :: drops Atlantis from warp and screeches to a halt ::
(10:24:07 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: recovers much more slowly this time. Apparently, two stuns, one right after the other, is amazingly unhelfpul in the process of recovering. :: Unnnnnnngh... Doctor?
(10:24:27 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: One and the same.
(10:24:57 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ~Good, thankfully, it seems we all are.~ Busard, check all systems. Who knows what crazy shit we just did.
(10:25:28 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: heads back to the center seats, subtly guiding T'Kirr to hers :;
(10:25:33 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Pushing himself to his feet, wondering if his mood could get any worse. :: Okay, who has my gun?
(10:25:43 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Well, I just committed about a thousand counts of assault. Woohoo. looks like half of the ships' systems have been shut offline. Also, the sensors are kind of out of whack.
(10:26:00 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Turns to McKnight:: And please don't shoot me.
(10:26:33 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: struggles to sit upright :: My god. This is painful.
(10:26:36 PM) CdrTKirr: :: sits gratefully, attempting to sort the chaos she's unaccustomed to in her head ::
(10:26:59 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ~Focus on logic, calm the storm. Anchor to it, and me.~
(10:27:07 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I 'might' have made it here sooner but, you kicked my 'bot. Clear. Across. The. Bridge. I find that, unacceptable. :: turns to the Col :: Heads up Col! :: tosses McKnight his gun ::
(10:27:23 PM) CdrTKirr: :: nods to herself and closes her eyes, knowing the sooner she's taken stock she'll be able to be of help ::
(10:27:24 PM) CdrHarper: Half of this panel is black, sir. I have engine and navigation, and that is about all.
(10:27:28 PM) LtJorvanTav: I... I did?
(10:27:31 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: hypos Jorvan ::
(10:27:53 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Starts switching power back online, setting the shield power back to normal::
(10:27:54 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Grunts non-commitally as he resumes his station, catching his phase pistol one-handed on the way. ::
(10:28:01 PM) LtKuari: :: remains peacefully out cold, her wings no longer bleeding ::
(10:28:18 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: sighs at the relief ::
(10:28:37 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Dont do it again. :: scowls ::
(10:28:57 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Pouts slightly, sending a message to McKnight's terminal:: "Doghouse for me? :-("
(10:29:40 PM) CdrHarper: :: watches as systems start to light up on her panel, first with angry red indicators, then happy green lights ::
(10:29:45 PM) CdrTKirr: ( Switched to for the recovery ^_^ )
(10:30:02 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: finds his jaw aching ::
(10:30:39 PM) LtJorvanTav: Aye, Doctor. Whatever you say. :: rises to his feet, noticing the pain in his head gone, the pain in his back, not, and so rubs it with his left hand ::
(10:30:40 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: remembers that feeling from the boxing match and then recalls what happened :: Damn, colonel, that's still a helluva right.
(10:30:52 PM) CdrTKirr: :: opens her eyes, now much more calm, and assesses each of the Bridge crew ::
(10:30:58 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: PADDS a notice for all medical personnel with the headache solution and the authority to request security use a phaser on stun on any non-cured personnel ::
(10:31:08 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Col, you
(10:31:13 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (Auto correct - I forgot we had animals aboard, so can we say we shielded them first too? Don't really want to have just killed a bunch of pets)
(10:31:19 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: senses that T'Kirr is in much better shape ::
(10:31:23 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (OMFG THE KITTIES)
(10:31:27 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (yes, of course)
(10:31:41 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (Oh good. She'd be REALLY in the doghouse if she just killed Hobbes)
(10:31:45 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ~Welcome back, dear.~
(10:31:46 PM) CdrTKirr: (Data's cat has been through enuff =/ )
(10:31:50 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (And the doghouse would be in the dumpster)
(10:32:13 PM) LtJorvanTav: (Are you talking about Spot as a long-hair or short-hair?)
(10:32:26 PM) CdrTKirr: ( Maybe this is what made it change? )
(10:32:36 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (Awww, poor Spot)
(10:32:40 PM) LtJorvanTav: (touche)
(10:32:56 PM) CdrTKirr: :: squeezes Blackthorne's hand in thanks and looks to McKnight :: I apologize, Colonel. For having to... incapacitate you.
(10:32:57 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (The long hair is actually a wig)
(10:33:02 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Col, you'll need to authorize your personnel to comply with my medical notice that anyone found still zoned can be phased by security. We dont need a bunch of medical personnel running around shooting people.
(10:33:20 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: finally enough strength, walks around the bridge from the science station to the Ops console ::
(10:33:30 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Felis Catus, is your taxonomic nomenclature an endothermic quadriped, carnivorous by nature?)
(10:33:49 PM) CdrTKirr: (We don't need anyone being "phased"! We'll never find them, and they'll just walk around through walls...)
(10:33:53 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Lt. Tav.
(10:34:01 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (Aw crap)
(10:34:11 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: winces :: Yes, sir?
(10:34:31 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Manages a smile at least as he flexes his right hand a little.:: Permission granted.
(10:34:42 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Ensure that all the data we just collected is properly backed up and secured. We went through hell to get it; might as well see it gets some use.
(10:35:16 PM) ColDougMcKnight: And Commander Busard, thank you for that weapon diagnostic. Power's restored, but it looks like the calibration's been thrown off. Sending you the specifics now.
(10:35:28 PM) CdrTKirr: :: peers over at Blackthorne, confused and, in a small voice, asks :: What data?
(10:35:30 PM) LtJorvanTav: Aye, sir. :: noticing that his console is black and out of service, trudges back to the science station at the back of the bridge to the science station he JUST came from ::
(10:35:35 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Specifics read as follows. :: You're fine...but ask me after I've had a drink.
(10:35:50 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Stupidly close observations of a gamma ray burst preceding a supernova.
(10:36:04 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Gives him a little smile:: Noted, sir.
(10:36:24 PM) Cubit: :: moves over and beeps at Carre, while pointing to everyone on the bridge and his sister ::
(10:36:35 PM) CdrTKirr: :: sits straighter, her interest suddenly piqued, for once having not been fixated on science :: What sort of observations?
(10:36:45 PM) CdrTKirr: :: looks to her arm panel ::
(10:36:53 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: chuckles :: All of them, I think.
(10:37:17 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Busard, how are we looking?
(10:37:54 PM) CdrHarper: :: wonders how many more times she'll get shot while sitting in this chair ::
(10:38:05 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: backs up the data, and scans it quickly to make sure it is accurate and precise :: Well, sir... We certainly got a lot of information... But it will certainly take some time to go through. The information from the probe is garbled at best. We'll need to recompile it.
(10:38:15 PM) LtCmdrBusard: We're 90 percent operational right now. Looks like a couple of minor systems overloaded, but I have teams sent to work on them right now. So...people might not be able to play classical music in their quarters, but other than that we're pretty fine.
(10:38:38 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Fine enough to get moving, at least?
(10:38:39 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: No I dont think anyone is mad at you or Rubix. Well maybe just a little but only because they are grumpy anyway.
(10:38:52 PM) Cubit: :: beeps back at Carre ::
(10:38:54 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: feeling his back as he works :: Doctor? What setting did you have that phaser on?
(10:39:00 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (HURT)
(10:39:21 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (One minute!)
(10:39:38 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: thinks for a second :: I think it was SHUT UP, or whatever the Col had it on.
(10:39:58 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (lol, set phasers to STFU)
(10:40:31 PM) LtJorvanTav: Colonel, what's the setting on that phaser?
(10:40:31 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Sorry, but you kept egging on the Captain and you wouldnt be quiet.
(10:40:42 PM) LtKuari: :: wakes, groggily, thinking she could go for a spot of chocolate ::
(10:40:55 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I do notice Kates not complaining.
(10:41:20 PM) CdrHarper: :: also got the good drugs ::
(10:41:21 PM) LtJorvanTav: Yes, but how many times did I get tazed as well?
(10:41:33 PM) CdrTKirr: :: is inwardly amused at the thought of phasers being used on the chatty ::
(10:41:44 PM) CdrHarper: It is alright, I am becoming accustomed to being shot while sitting here.
(10:42:04 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: sighs, Medi-scans him, hypos again :: There.
(10:42:44 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Oh...and it's fine, Commander. I'm glad you managed it before I put a hole in the bulkhead.
(10:42:49 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: feeling much better :: Ah. Thank you, doctor. And... I do apologize for kicking your bots.
(10:43:03 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Let's hope not. Commander Harper, set a course for Refuge.
(10:43:04 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Thinks:: ...but I AM having padding for that nerve put into all my uniforms.
(10:43:06 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Anyone else need anything, I'm pretty sure I have some work waiting for me.
(10:43:17 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Let's take our time. Warp Four.
(10:43:29 PM) CdrHarper: Course laid in and ready, Admiral.
(10:43:32 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Pats Rubix on the head as she hops up on her lap:: That'll do, bot. That'll do.
(10:43:40 PM) CdrTKirr: :: arches eyebrow at McKnight ::
(10:44:02 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Shrek reference!)
(10:44:09 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Execute.
(10:44:11 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (...Wrong)
(10:44:19 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (Babe reference)
(10:44:20 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ( BABE reference)
(10:44:29 PM) CdrHarper: ACTION> Atlantis warps off into the black.
(10:44:30 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (And Carre gets the cookie!)
(10:44:34 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(10:44:36 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(10:44:37 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(10:44:39 PM) CdrTKirr: :: pauses ::
(10:44:41 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: PAUSES::
(10:44:45 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: pauses ::
(10:44:46 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (does cookies dance)
(10:44:52 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: pauses ::
(10:44:59 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Wow, very nicely done everyone!
(10:45:07 PM) LtKuari: :: falls back asleep, foregoing chocolate for the evening ::
(10:45:11 PM) LtKuari left the room.
(10:45:12 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I admit I was somewhat skeptical about running a plot I literally dreamed up.
(10:45:23 PM) LtCmdrBusard: It was fun!
(10:45:32 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I'm glad it was so well received. :)
(10:45:37 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Also, people got electrocuted. Good indication of fun.
(10:45:40 PM) CdrTKirr: Me, too. ^_^
(10:45:48 PM) LtJorvanTav: And phaser shot.
(10:45:52 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Indeed!
(10:45:53 PM) LtCmdrBusard: And nerve pinched.
(10:45:59 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: *giggles*
(10:45:59 PM) LtJorvanTav: And punched
(10:46:06 PM) CdrTKirr: I say the solution should have been sonic in nature, though.
(10:46:10 PM) LtCmdrBusard: And flung into bar cabinets!
(10:46:20 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ...Look, I can only use my screwdriver SO often...:-P
(10:46:24 PM) CdrTKirr: Ouch... glass.
(10:46:28 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Electrocution is MUCH more fun.
(10:46:41 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Plus, the electricity probably made a noise. So, sonic!
(10:46:44 PM) LtJorvanTav: And electrocuted multiple times... And THEN shot...
(10:46:53 PM) CdrTKirr: Hm, good point.
(10:46:58 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Whiner!
(10:46:58 PM) LtJorvanTav: And then ignored by the doctor...
(10:47:00 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :D
(10:47:06 PM) CdrTKirr: Sonic AND laser, oh my
(10:47:12 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Dude, dont touch my BOT!
(10:47:14 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Dun dun dun!
(10:47:24 PM) LtJorvanTav: That just sounds so wrong...
(10:47:30 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Yeah, really, don't cross Carre...
(10:47:39 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Yeah, the record of what's happened to people who try to hurt Cubit is...not good.
(10:47:51 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: S'true. I can make your life kinda miserable.
(10:47:53 PM) LtCmdrBusard: For instance, the last person who did was shot through the chest.
(10:48:07 PM) LtCmdrBusard: And that, too.
(10:48:08 PM) LtJorvanTav: Eek. I feel lucky now.
(10:48:20 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Well, he was also a Klingon invader.
(10:48:26 PM) LtCmdrBusard: So there's that.
(10:48:31 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Those little bots are getting medals!
(10:48:38 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: YAY!
(10:48:39 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Yay!
(10:48:47 PM) Rubix: Beebeep!
(10:48:49 PM) Cubit: *beeps with glee*
(10:49:16 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Just don't make them magnetic, or they'll start singing folk tunes.
(10:49:33 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hahaha
(10:49:46 PM) Cubit: *beeps night night*
(10:50:02 PM) CdrTKirr: Speaking of messing with sound... off to watch episode: "Midnight" before bed. The guy living with us hasn't seen it yet. =X
(10:50:14 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Sweeet.
(10:50:15 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Night guys!
(10:50:19 PM) LtCmdrBusard: G'night!
(10:50:21 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: G'night!
(10:50:22 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Night!
(10:50:26 PM) Cubit left the room (quit: Quit: ajax IRC Client).
(10:50:26 PM) LtJorvanTav: Good night!
(10:50:28 PM) DrRoxanneCarre left the room (quit: Quit: ajax IRC Client).
(10:50:34 PM) CdrTKirr: And yes, Percy, I have a list of insults to Kuari, too. >_> Not good...
(10:50:46 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Whuh oh...
(10:51:07 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Hides under the bed::
(10:51:12 PM) Rubix left the room (quit: Quit: ajax IRC Client).
(10:51:26 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Anyways, I am off for some tv and sleep times!
(10:51:29 PM) CdrTKirr left the room.
(10:51:46 PM) LtCmdrBusard: G'night!
(10:51:47 PM) LtJorvanTav left the room.