Conversation with #ussatlantis at 8/17/2011 8:48:52 PM on VAdmBlackthorne@lightning.ca.us.darkmyst.org (irc)
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(8:48:53 PM) ChanServ has changed the topic to: Tonight we approach Refuge, home of Venya Kashar and her trading post., located on a moon surrounded by an asteroid field.
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(8:56:03 PM) CdrHarper [Mibbit@nrgh-64-700-283-748.rcmdva.fios.verizon.net] entered the room.
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(8:59:52 PM) JorvanTav [Mibbit@52-29-34-887.res.bhn.net] entered the room.
(8:59:59 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Evening
(9:01:41 PM) JorvanTav: Good evening, all
(9:02:09 PM) DrRoxanneCarre [Mibbit@49-015-050-600.tukw.qwest.net] entered the room.
(9:02:17 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya Doc
(9:02:23 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hiyas
(9:03:29 PM) CdrTKirr: Hello
(9:05:52 PM) LtCmdrBusard [Mibbit@j-88-351-725-23.hsd6.ma.comcast.net] entered the room.
(9:06:26 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Evening
(9:06:30 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Hi all. Mike'll be on in a second.
(9:07:50 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Cool.
(9:08:42 PM) JorvanTav: Got a question. My Windows limited user account for this computer has an apostrophe, and Pidgin can't handle that fact. For some reason it uses that as part of my username. Anyone know of a workaround? I really don't like using a browser-based chat
(9:08:49 PM) ColDougMcKnight [Mibbit@j-88-351-725-23.hsd6.ma.comcast.net] entered the room.
(9:08:58 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Hey! Sorry, got here as soon as I could.)
(9:09:10 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya Mike
(9:09:21 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: You should be able to change that in pidgin's settings for the server.
(9:09:35 PM) JorvanTav: Any ideas how?
(9:10:14 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Edit the IRC account and change username.
(9:10:21 PM) JorvanTav1 [JorvanTav@52-29-34-887.res.bhn.net] entered the room.
(9:10:59 PM) JorvanTav1 is now known as LtJorvanTav
(9:11:06 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: That seems to have helped!
(9:11:13 PM) JorvanTav left the room (quit: Quit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(9:11:26 PM) LtJorvanTav: Alright then. Seems that now Pidgin works
(9:11:38 PM) LtKuari: Yay! /glomp
(9:11:53 PM) LtJorvanTav: I never mind being glomped by a Rucara :)
(9:12:09 PM) VAdmBlackthorne has changed the topic to: Tonight's mission brief is basically my highlight, "Silent Running".
(9:12:22 PM) LtKuari: (^v^)
(9:12:42 PM) CdrTKirr: You know, I was thinking the same thing.
(9:13:18 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Go read if you haven't :)
(9:13:36 PM) VAdmBlackthorne has changed the topic to: Tonight's mission brief is basically my journal, "Silent Running".
(9:15:13 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Everyone good?
(9:15:37 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Yep.
(9:16:05 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Alright, let's get to work fixing the ship.
(9:16:13 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(9:16:14 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(9:16:16 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(9:18:07 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Sits at the controls to the shuttlecraft Jules Verne, clad in his black asault armor save for the helmet, which he's removed and placed on the dash now that the atmospheric seals and life support is established. The rear of the craft is dominated by a single quantum torpedo, currently lying inert. Settling in, he activates the comm. ::
(9:18:38 PM) ColDougMcKnight: + Blackthorne + McKnight to bridge.
(9:18:49 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +McKnight+ Go ahead, Colonel.
(9:19:29 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Drinking a cup of coffee, waiting for the next wave of walking wounded. ::
(9:19:45 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> :: hobbles into sickbay with some difficulty ::
(9:20:02 PM) CdrTKirr: (( Sorry a guest just stopped by as we started... ))
(9:20:43 PM) CdrHarper: :: out flying with the Sharks, phasering a larger and larger 3-D spiral ::
(9:21:32 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: sighs, takes a last sip :: Syvek, you seem to be having...issues. :: helps him up on a bio-bed ::
(9:21:52 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> Indeed, doctor. I was... in the wrong place at the wrong time.
(9:21:58 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Blackthorne+ Just wanted to let you know that by your leave, I'm ready to go take care of our weapons targeting problem. We've got the doors the the main shuttlebay open, and we've got every boat in there parked and waiting for clearance.
(9:22:20 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ( to the)
(9:24:20 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: medi scans his leg :: Hmm, you have a nice hairline fracture with some muscle strain. We'll fix you right up. :: hypos away the pain then proceeds to wave her magical medical devices ::
(9:24:24 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Percy, meanwhile, had finally gotten to engineering and, after receiving some basic first aid on the worst of her gashes and bruises, immediately went to work on repairs::
(9:24:54 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> :: closes his eyes and centers himself as the pain dims ::
(9:25:39 PM) CdrTKirr: :: in her off-center seat, sipping at her sixth cup of coffee ::
(9:25:55 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +McKnight+ Proceed.
(9:26:07 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (OMG not fair!!!)
(9:26:13 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: thinks to himself how he would like to be doing something... useful... :: Admiral, I am curious about something... I have some experience flying old Cirrus SF50 jets. I was wondering if I could perhaps try my hand at the Sharks.
(9:26:45 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: looks over from the helm console and grins :: Now why didn't you mention that before?
(9:27:28 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Blackthorne+ Aye, sir.
(9:28:01 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Shuttles+ We've got a go, people! Follow me out, and proceed to your assigned sectors.
(9:30:16 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: turns back to the Admiral :: Well, it's never been anything that has been useful in the things I would do, so I never thought to have it put in my file.
(9:30:16 PM) CdrTKirr: (( Omg I didn't mean coffee, I meant tea, I saw someone say coffee somewhere ))
(9:30:24 PM) CdrHarper: :: notes that the search area is getting too big to be effective and swears in Spanish ::
(9:30:25 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: His hands dance over the console in a practiced, if not artistic fashion. He doesn't exactly get too many chances to do his own flying, but he's kept his shuttle certification current. Soon enough, the craft floats up a few feet off the deck, and thrusters send him flying out the depressurized bay. ::
(9:31:03 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Talk to Commander Harper when the Sharks return. Convince her, and she'll check you out on the Mustangs.
(9:31:07 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Finishes up the preliminaries, attaches a deep tissue regenerator :: You'll need to lay here for about ten minutes for this to finish. Then you'll be as good as new, well as good as new with some hypo help. :: grins ::
(9:31:19 PM) LtJorvanTav: Aye, sir. :: turns back to his console ::
(9:31:22 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> :: nods :: Thank you, doctor.
(9:31:24 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> An Orion cruiser makes its way out from Refuge and begins hailing the Atlantis.
(9:31:38 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The cruiser has no bloody idea where we are.
(9:31:43 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Can I offer you some chocolate to help pass the time?
(9:32:13 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> :: looks around surreptitiously to ensure there are no other Marines present :: ... yes.
(9:32:18 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Takes stock of all the damage reports:: Jesus...how the crap did that ugly bit of junk do all this with our pants down?
(9:32:33 PM) LtJorvanTav: Sir, we have an incoming message from an Orion cruiser. The Sakvay.
(9:33:05 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: turns away so Syvek doesnt see her big 'ol grin :: I'll just grab those for you.
(9:33:51 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: exhales a long breath :: No response.
(9:34:18 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: silences the alert :: Aye, sir.
(9:34:49 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: We can not risk giving away our position.
(9:36:46 PM) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ Sharks, Firefly. Break off the search; she is either not here or intelligently evading us. Form up with me and we shall fly CAP around the asteroid field
(9:37:05 PM) LtJorvanTav: (okay, visitor is gone. My attention is where it needs to be)
(9:37:27 PM) CdrTKirr: Ash> +Sharks+ Gallitep copy, forming up. :: disappointed ::
(9:37:42 PM) CdrHarper: :: sees the cruiser ::
(9:38:32 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: returns and hands over a small bag of chocolates :: This should make the time pass a bit quicker.
(9:38:46 PM) VenyaKashar [Mibbit@nrgh-64-700-283-748.rcmdva.fios.verizon.net] entered the room.
(9:39:52 PM) VenyaKashar: +Atlantis+ This is Venya Kashar aboard the Sakvay, please respond, Atlantis!
(9:40:04 PM) VenyaKashar: Dammit, Blackthorne, answer!
(9:40:05 PM) LtKuari: :: collapses in a corner of Engineering and closes her eyes ::
(9:40:08 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Fortunately, the distances involved with his little plan aren't all that great, and before long, he signals an all stop at the helm. Once his gut confirms sensor readings that all motion is arrested and thrusters are intermittently firing to keep his position fixed, he opens the rear hatch and spins his chair around. ::
(9:40:23 PM) LtJorvanTav: Admiral, communication coming in from the Sakvay. It's Kashar.
(9:40:54 PM) LtJorvanTav: Kashar is looking for us specifically.
(9:40:55 PM) CdrTKirr: :: looks to Blackthorne ::
(9:41:20 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: leans back in the helm chair, catching T'Kirr's glance :: Still no answer.
(9:41:50 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: silences the comm :: Aye, sir
(9:42:06 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I imagine Firefly will talk to her.
(9:43:44 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Let's hope she keeps her cards close to her vest.
(9:44:23 PM) CdrHarper: :: approaches the Sakvay :: +Sakvay+ This is Commander Kathryn Harper aboard the Atlantis fighter Boudica. State your intent.
(9:44:44 PM) CdrHarper: :: pipes the comm to all of the Sharks just in case ::
(9:45:00 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Sid> :: Stays in a position to cover Harper::
(9:45:20 PM) VenyaKashar: +Sharks+ My intent? My intent is to offer aid after that attack!
(9:47:14 PM) CdrTKirr: Ash> :: squints suspiciously as she listens over the comm ::
(9:47:49 PM) CdrHarper: :: considers why the Atlantis hasn't answered :: +Sakvay+ Unfortunately, at this time, Atlantis can not accept, though your offer is greatly appreciated.
(9:49:06 PM) VenyaKashar: She's gone, Commander. If she were still here she would have either destroyed you or atttacked me for offering aid.
(9:51:00 PM) CdrHarper: +Sakvay+ While that may be true, we are not prepared to risk the alternative. Until Atlantis answers you directly, I am afraid there is very little help you could offer, unless you have a way to track that ship.
(9:52:01 PM) VenyaKashar: If I could do that, I'd've killed that haughty bitch years ago.
(9:52:58 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> :: quietly eats chocolate as he waits ::
(9:53:44 PM) CdrHarper: +Sakvay+ Thank you anyway, Ms. Kashar. Harper out.
(9:53:56 PM) LtKuari: :: sleeps, an ear twitching at various noises through Engineering ::
(9:53:59 PM) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ Resume CAP, but keep an eye on that cruiser.
(9:54:15 PM) CdrTKirr: Ash> +Sharks+ Aye, sir.
(9:54:21 PM) VenyaKashar: :: slams her fist down on the chair arm in frustration ::
(9:54:52 PM) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ We essentially are stuck out here until Atlantis reveals herself, so make the most of it.
(9:56:30 PM) VenyaKashar: At least they're alive. Park here, we wait for them.
(9:56:41 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Putting his back into it, he takes a hold of the anti-grav sled that the torpedo is resting on, and slides it out to the rear end of the craft, after which he tilts it back and allows the torpedo to in turn slide out past the shuttle's grav plating. Its momentum carries it away out into space. ::
(9:56:42 PM) CdrTKirr: Ash> +Sharks+ :: wryly :: I've always wanted to explore that "stranded in space" feeling in more detail.
(9:58:15 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> ::Fishes under his seat for a moment before retrieving a small clear bottle of Romulan Ale.:: I'm sure we'll get through it somehow.
(9:59:07 PM) CdrTKirr: (( Small clear bottle, hidden behind the lampshade ))
(9:59:11 PM) VenyaKashar left the room (quit: Quit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(9:59:39 PM) CdrTKirr: :: quietly :: What do you make of Kashar's arrival?
(9:59:59 PM) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ If we are going to be flying CAP anyway, I think it is necessary to check the asteroid field more closely.
(10:00:37 PM) CdrTKirr: Repairman> :: walks into Sickbay, looking weary and covered in a fine layer of dust ::
(10:00:42 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Either she's trying to help or wants to finish us off. She did try to warn us away, so I'd like to think the former.
(10:01:04 PM) CdrTKirr: But we take no chances?
(10:01:24 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods :: I'm not getting caught like that again.
(10:02:53 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Sid> :: Frowns :: +Sharks+ Yes, ma'am. :: Really wishes she'd brought something to drink, but she knows it'd just soften her senses::
(10:03:55 PM) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ :: selects a region of asteroids likely to NOT contain the Atlantis and transmits :: Let us begin in this area.
(10:04:42 PM) CdrTKirr: Ash> :: makes a face no one sees and picks her own space ::
(10:04:44 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: reminds himself that he shouldn't have bloody well gotten caught like that the first time :
(10:05:01 PM) CdrHarper: :: speeds into the asteroid field and has a little fun flying ::
(10:06:18 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Is obviously being a little more cautious this time around, not wanting to accidentally run into any cloaked ships, but tries to just enjoy the flying as she follows after her CAG::
(10:06:26 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (Sid^)
(10:06:33 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +Busard+ Blackthorne to Busard.
(10:06:53 PM) CdrHarper: :: loops around a few asteroids, scanning, of course, totally not showboating ::
(10:06:53 PM) LtCmdrBusard: +Blackthorne+ Busard here.
(10:07:10 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +Busard+ What's working?
(10:08:53 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Returning to his seat, he waits until his screens indicate the torpedo has drifed into the desired target zone, and snags it with a tractor beam to keep it there. ::
(10:09:05 PM) LtCmdrBusard: +Blackthorne+ Ugh, not a lot. I've got phasers online, but they're really low. Might get one, maybe two shots off. Torpedos are still offline, likely for at least another hour. That second shot Pretty much severed the connection entirely. Sensors should be working okay though.
(10:09:09 PM) CdrHarper: :: dives and rolls through another mini-field ::
(10:09:46 PM) CdrTKirr: (( Carre I got a NPC for ya ))
(10:09:48 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +Busard+ How long until we have main power? Phasers will remain useless until we do.
(10:10:06 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: upon hearing the engineer, turns the sensor receivers to look around at their surroundings, and nods at the newly noticed clarity ::
(10:10:26 PM) LtJorvanTav: (sensor viewscreen receivers)
(10:10:49 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Passive scans only.
(10:11:15 PM) LtJorvanTav: Aye, sir. Passive only.
(10:11:36 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: ((okay))
(10:12:05 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Squints, trying to think straight:: +Blackthorne+ Main power will take...at least...fifteen minutes? Is that a while? Shit. :: Groans:: Sorry sir, think I might have gotten a concu..cussion on the way down. Will call Carre. But we'll get main power soon.
(10:12:09 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: sets the viewscreen to an oscillating visual sensor, and checks other views on his personal screens. ::
(10:12:19 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Thinks about a really nice long snooze, with no wounded, while sipping on her latest cup of coffee ::
(10:12:39 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +Busard+ I'm sending a doctor to you. Keep up the good work, Commander.
(10:12:48 PM) CdrTKirr: (( Read back, Carre. =P ))
(10:13:15 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Can you tell what the Sharks and the Sakvay are up to?
(10:13:33 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: T'Kirr, get Carre down there to help.
(10:13:44 PM) CdrTKirr: (( Nm forget the NPC ))
(10:13:47 PM) LtCmdrBusard: +Blackthorne+ Thanks, sir... :: Cuts the comm:: Man I could use some chocolate right now. :: Focuses again, keeping her focus on main power::
(10:14:00 PM) CdrTKirr: :: already going for her badge :: +Sickbay+ T'Kirr to Sickbay.
(10:14:17 PM) CdrTKirr: :: stands ::
(10:14:24 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Before too long, all shuttles report in and McKnight re-orients himself to face Atlantis, wincing as he looks her over. :: Poor girl. But hey, we'll take a turn watching you until you get back on your feet.
(10:15:06 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: notes the Repairman, hopes hes here to fix her replicator :: +T'Kirr+ Carre here.
(10:15:12 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: confirms his readings :: Well, it would seem that the Shark pilots are... bored? Several are doing spacebatics. Others are exploring. As far as the Sakvay goes, they are just out of visual range due to the starboard asteroid.
(10:15:39 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: He's not stupid enough to use the comm right now, but he's prepared an alternative. A mounted search light begins rapidly flashing in a pattern that even passive sensors will easily recognize. The message will translate fro Morse Code as follows. ::
(10:15:42 PM) CdrTKirr: +Carre+ Doctor, I need medical down in Engineering. Go yourself if not terribly busy. We believe Commander Busard has a concussion.
(10:16:07 PM) ColDougMcKnight: "Our...door prizes...are...ready." Damn, I need to brush up on this more often.
(10:16:16 PM) CdrTKirr: :: glances down at Blackthorne ::
(10:16:24 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: +T'Kirr+ On my way as soon as possible.
(10:16:27 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods ::
(10:16:37 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: notes the flashing coming from McKnight's vessel :: Sir, it would seem that the Colonel is talking to us. Putting it on screen.
(10:16:44 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: +T'Kirr+ Carre out.
(10:16:57 PM) LtJorvanTav: He said something about... door prizes.
(10:17:09 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: gets the message loud and clear from his wife ::: Go ahead.
(10:17:18 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Sees the Repairman is NOT repairing anything ::Can I help you with something?
(10:17:34 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> :: sits up from the biobed :: I will escort you.
(10:17:53 PM) CdrTKirr: :: nods to Blackthorne and heads for the TL, only mildly curious about the incoming message ::
(10:18:34 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: removes the tissue re-generator from Syvek :: Good, you were done here anyway.
(10:18:38 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: wonders to himself :: I wonder what "door prizes" he could be talking about being ready.
(10:18:42 PM) CdrTKirr: Repairman> Nope. Here to fix the replicator. Just taking a break from down the hall. :: helps himself to a biobed ::
(10:19:32 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Great, just push this button right here :: points to the big "STERILIZE" button :: when you're done napping.
(10:19:47 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Our torpedo mines, Lieutenant.
(10:20:20 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Syvek, lets hit up Busard in engineering, I need to fix her head.
(10:20:26 PM) LtJorvanTav: Ah. Of course.
(10:20:28 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> :: grabs his rifle :: This way, Doctor.
(10:20:48 PM) CdrTKirr: Repairman> :: brushes dust off his uniform and into the air, noting the button with little interest :: 'Kay.
(10:21:13 PM) CdrHarper: :: darts between two asteroids that were closing ::
(10:21:24 PM) LtKuari: ... zzzZZZ ( Hm, do Rucara snore...? )
(10:21:43 PM) LtJorvanTav: (If they do, it's a light snore)
(10:21:48 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: watches the light pattern himself :: They're ready.
(10:21:49 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Looks over to Kuari:: Hehe, let sleeping dragons lie...
(10:22:13 PM) LtJorvanTav: (She just needs a hoard...)
(10:22:18 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ACTION> The message repeats twice, after which the shuttles all turn about toward Atantis, and begin circling Atlantis in a pattern optimized to ensure maximum sensor coverage, once they actually turn on active sensors of course. In the meantime, they've picked a patrol distance somewhat far out, so they can quickly descend on the first mine explsion like a
(10:22:18 PM) CdrTKirr: (( She'll turn to stone and in 1,000 years someone will trip over her ))
(10:22:24 PM) ColDougMcKnight: swarm of angry bees. ::
(10:22:54 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (someone will kill her for epic loot first!)
(10:22:59 PM) LtJorvanTav: (So what does that do to her storyline here?)
(10:23:31 PM) CdrTKirr: (You slash rucara_kuari for 1 damage. You have killed rucara_kuari! Damn it, she's sleeping!)
(10:23:33 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (Well, it ensures she's going to get stinking rich, right? Needs a hoard first)
(10:23:59 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> :: climbs into a turbolift shaft and leads the way down a deck to ME ::
(10:24:34 PM) CdrTKirr: (( I so didn't go for the TL... I went for the tube ))
(10:25:27 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: follows Syvek, noting hes in pretty good shape and has a nice rear :: I hope you're taking the short-cut!
(10:26:05 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> It is only a climb of one deck, Doctor.
(10:26:29 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yeah well, I really REALLY like the emergency transport system.
(10:26:44 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> If it were functional, perhaps.
(10:26:56 PM) CdrHarper: :: loops and rolls about ::
(10:27:14 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Trust me, I know its not functioning. Good thing I still am. :: wheezes a little ::
(10:27:23 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> :: emerges on deck 16 with Carre in tow ::
(10:27:31 PM) CdrTKirr: Ash> :: burns a smiley face into an asteroid with her phasers, bored and whistling ::
(10:28:06 PM) CdrTKirr: (( I think Carre and I need to go running ))
(10:29:02 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: mutters to herself about funding a personal transporter system :: I gotta go riding more.
(10:29:15 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: notes the phaser fire :: Sir, I am seeing that Spitfire has fired their phasers. It appears to be the only use of phasers so far.
(10:29:50 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: narrows his eyebrows ::
(10:29:59 PM) LtJorvanTav: There were two short blasts, and one long, semicircular blast. And then nothing.
(10:30:01 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (( you run, I'll watch, WIN ))
(10:30:15 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> :: enters MEng with Carre in tow ::
(10:30:15 PM) LtKuari: (( Jerk. ))
(10:30:37 PM) LtKuari: :: smells chocolate, wakes up ::
(10:31:04 PM) CdrTKirr: :: climbs down, down... ::
(10:31:08 PM) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ Cut the weapons fire.
(10:31:11 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: looks around for Busard :: Percy! I'm here to fix your head! :: grins, then coughs ::
(10:31:30 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: relaxes when there's nothing coming up ::
(10:31:52 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Standing shakily at a console:: Oh great...watch out, though. Engineering's getting kinda blurry.
(10:32:02 PM) CdrTKirr: Ash> +Sharks+ Yes, sir! Sorry, sir.
(10:32:13 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: makes a mental note to up her cardio, sheesh ::
(10:32:16 PM) LtJorvanTav: Hmm. I wonder what that could have been. ::tries to get a look at what was being shot, but can't get a clear view as it was on the face of an asteroid that was away from any of his sensors::
(10:32:31 PM) CdrTKirr: Ash> :: grumbles off-comm :: I bet Chaka's friggin' drinking right now, and she's concerned about a few pot shots?
(10:32:58 PM) CdrHarper: :: knows about the pot-shots, has plausible deniability about the drinking ::
(10:33:14 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Pilots being pilots, Lt. Tav.
(10:33:26 PM) CdrTKirr: (( Until he flies into an asteroid... ))
(10:33:35 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: smiles wryly :: Ah, that makes sense.
(10:33:43 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: draws two shots and a semi circle on the palm of his hand ::
(10:34:13 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: moves over and medi-scans Percy :: Oh, very nice miss Percy. You have a concussion and a small fracture. :: hypos her :: This will help with the headache and if you can sit down for 5 minutes I can fix that fracture .
(10:34:33 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> :: stands guard ::
(10:35:12 PM) LtKuari: :: stands and crawls towards Carre, already feeling stiffness in her limbs ::
(10:36:38 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: sighs in relief as the pain meds kick in, and sit down:: Don't suppose you've got chocolate?
(10:36:45 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: looks around notes the dragon :: Sheesh, you too Lt? :: holds Percy still while she makes a visual exam of Kuari ::
(10:38:30 PM) LtKuari: :: twitches her ears at the beeping instrument and narrows her eyes :: I'm not sick, just tired. How's Deck Fifteen since I left it?
(10:40:08 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yeah I always have chocolate, its in my bag. :: uses the osteo regenerator to fix the fracture :: Heres the deal. You're mostly fixed. No doing anything that will damage your head. If you have a helmet put it on. If your vision blurs again, or your headache comes back, report immediately to me. :: PADDs a follow up note ::
(10:40:54 PM) CdrTKirr: :: sits and stares at Percy ::
(10:41:10 PM) CdrTKirr: (( Kuari ))
(10:41:38 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: You'll need to see me in 4 hours, I sent you a timed note for 4 hours from now. :: dispenses chocolate to Percy and Kuari, wanding the dragon while shes not moving much ::
(10:42:28 PM) LtJorvanTav: (geez, be a cute sentient creature that on Earth would be an animal, and everyone loves you)
(10:42:30 PM) LtKuari: :: gobbles up the chocolate ::
(10:42:53 PM) LtJorvanTav: (Whoops. I forgot furry. And the wings)
(10:42:55 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> :: makes a note to read more about the medicinal properties of chocolate ::
(10:43:00 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: hypos the dragon with some caffeine-vitamins :: This should help you get through the next few hours.
(10:43:04 PM) LtKuari: (( Just sort of happened, wasn't my intention honest! ))
(10:43:36 PM) LtJorvanTav: (You think I mind? :-D)
(10:43:40 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (well yeah, plus carre and harper spend inordinate amounts of time killing dragons, of course they are facinated! ))
(10:43:57 PM) CdrHarper: (And I never get any drops!! :mad: )
(10:44:00 PM) LtKuari: Thank you. I really need to get some protein in me. My muscles are thrashed.
(10:44:33 PM) LtKuari: (( Carre dice hax ))
(10:45:07 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Five minute warning!)
(10:45:19 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: digs in her bag :: Here. :: throws her an emergency protein shake, chocolate ::
(10:45:46 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: takes what readings he can of the surroundings with his passive sensors, looking for any sort of tactical advantage ::
(10:46:08 PM) CdrTKirr: :: arrives in Main Engineering, looking completely put-together after a fifteen-deck climb, approaches Carre, Percy, Syvek, Kuari :: Report.
(10:47:11 PM) LtKuari: :: lights up and ignores T'Kirr, devouring the shake ::
(10:47:12 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: looks around to see if anyone else needs help, just as T'Kirr opens the door :: Head repaired, leg repaired, muscles re-proteined, chocolate dispensed.
(10:47:15 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> :: stands at attention :: Commander.
(10:47:39 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: ...Sir
(10:47:43 PM) LtJorvanTav: (A thought that just came up... How would a one-deck climb DOWN a TL tube be tiring?)
(10:48:22 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Noms the chocolate:: 'Kay doc.
(10:48:34 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ...T'Kirr?
(10:48:42 PM) CdrTKirr: :: takes in Carre's report :: Brief, but informative. Thank you, Doctor.
(10:49:19 PM) CdrTKirr: :: turns her attention to Busard :: How are you feeling, Commander?
(10:49:41 PM) LtKuari: :: finishes shake, notices T'Kirr ::
(10:49:56 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I'll need to check the head again in 4 hours to make sure theres no swelling, I've also recommended she might use a helmet
(10:50:24 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Less disoriented. Can get back to work in a second. Main power should be back on at minimum levels in ten minutes. And apparently I need to find a helmet.
(10:51:11 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(10:51:13 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(10:51:14 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(10:51:21 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: pauses his scans ::
(10:51:23 PM) CdrTKirr: :: pauses ::
(10:51:30 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Pauses before she can find a helmet::
(10:51:49 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: pauses ::
(10:52:17 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Nice sim, all. Lots of work to be done!
(10:53:17 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Bet the new scratches on the paint dont come out...
(10:53:30 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: They'd better.
(10:53:48 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Next week, we'll try to get out of this fine mess.
(10:54:31 PM) LtJorvanTav: As a hypnotist, I use try to say that I don't want you to succeed. "Try to lift your hand," or, "Try to open your eyes."
(10:54:53 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Try to get promoted.
(10:54:54 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Will Percy get a helmet? Will Kuari be re-energized? Will Carre be able to drag her butt back up to Sickbay? :: organ music ::
(10:55:00 PM) LtJorvanTav: Touche.
(10:55:25 PM) CdrTKirr: Rofl
(10:55:37 PM) LtKuari: ZING!
(10:55:41 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: grins :: Keep writing, too! Three in a week ain't too shabby!
(10:55:55 PM) LtJorvanTav: Poor T'Kirr. She has to listen to me say what Carre just said in my announcer voice.
(10:56:02 PM) LtKuari: I thought it up this morning but didn't finish before I got out the door. =X
(10:56:06 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hahahaha!
(10:56:25 PM) LtJorvanTav: But Kuari didn't mind.
(10:56:37 PM) CdrTKirr: Jason knows what he's talking about. -_-
(10:56:44 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Find out next week in another exciting episode of Star Trek: Atlantis!
(10:56:53 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: < insert 'who's plaing the organ' joke here >
(10:56:55 PM) LtKuari left the room.
(10:57:01 PM) LtJorvanTav: :: Cues the Lost in Space theme ::
(10:58:04 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Night peoples, see you next week!
(10:58:07 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Night Doc
(10:58:13 PM) LtJorvanTav: Good night.
(10:58:21 PM) DrRoxanneCarre left the room (quit: Quit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(10:58:24 PM) LtJorvanTav left the room.
(10:58:37 PM) CdrTKirr: Changed one letter in my latest log if you read it before sim
(10:58:40 PM) CdrTKirr: <_<
(10:58:43 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: HA
(10:58:51 PM) CdrHarper: :: mutters ::
(11:00:23 PM) CdrTKirr: Going to bed. Night!
(11:00:26 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: G'night all!