Conversation with #ussatlantis at 9/28/2011 20:59:43 on (irc)

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(20:59:43) ChanServ has changed the topic to: It seems that Gencodia has possibly been the target of a biological weapon. An airborne contagious virus has been detected, with everyone that's been unshielded on the surface exposed. Preliminary symptoms are headaches and blotchy skin, but it's bound to get worse....
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(21:00:06) LtJorvanTav [] entered the room.
(21:00:17) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya
(21:00:17) LtJorvanTav: Good evening
(21:00:19) CdrTKirr [] entered the room.
(21:00:28) LtKuari [] entered the room.
(21:00:42) LtJorvanTav: So I am guessing things will be more active and happening tonight?
(21:01:50) VAdmBlackthorne: Hyia
(21:01:53) VAdmBlackthorne: So I hope!
(21:03:46) DrRoxanneCarre [Mibbit@65.102.kpk.ukv] entered the room.
(21:03:57) LtJorvanTav: Good evening, Doctor!
(21:04:06) DrRoxanneCarre: Hiyas
(21:04:15) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya doc
(21:04:45) VAdmBlackthorne: I just posted a log, btw
(21:05:25) LtJorvanTav: T'Kirr and I will take a look
(21:09:02) ColDougMcKnight [] entered the room.
(21:09:17) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya
(21:09:21) ColDougMcKnight: Evening.
(21:09:52) ColDougMcKnight: Sorry about the tardiness. But Rachel will be on soon. Apparently the site's being troublesome.
(21:10:00) VAdmBlackthorne: Uh oh
(21:10:06) ColDougMcKnight: And we've taken steps to try and make up for the lateness.
(21:10:21) ColDougMcKnight: I had some trouble too. My computer security program blocked the chat room a couple times.
(21:10:24) ColDougMcKnight: Never done that before.
(21:10:58) VAdmBlackthorne: Now that is odd, never seen anything do that before.
(21:12:03) LtJorvanTav: <--- wishes telepathy were real.
(21:12:20) LtCmdrBusard [] entered the room.
(21:12:31) CdrTKirr: You and me both
(21:12:34) VAdmBlackthorne: Oh man, two logs in like five minutes!
(21:12:39) VAdmBlackthorne: Hi Percy
(21:12:48) ColDougMcKnight: That's GOT to be some kind of record. Right?
(21:12:57) CdrTKirr: Omg too much to read so fast lol
(21:13:00) LtCmdrBusard: Hoy guys.
(21:13:07) LtCmdrBusard: (Psst, ours is more important!)
(21:13:11) CdrTKirr: Not complaining
(21:13:17) LtCmdrBusard: (*whistles*)
(21:13:22) CdrTKirr: Already read his, yours is longer bah
(21:13:33) LtCmdrBusard: Yes, well, it's worth it.
(21:13:34) LtJorvanTav: And add to the fact I don't have a computer with which to log into the site right now. I can only view as a visitor
(21:13:37) LtCmdrBusard: :-P
(21:13:45) LtCmdrBusard: Oh poop!
(21:14:11) CdrTKirr: So, do we take a few minutes to read, or start now? =X
(21:14:24) VAdmBlackthorne: Congrats!!!!
(21:14:57) LtCmdrBusard: :-D
(21:15:00) VAdmBlackthorne: read read read
(21:15:03) VAdmBlackthorne: comment comment comment
(21:16:00) ColDougMcKnight: I would, but commenting on my own log is just douchy. I'll see if I can come up with something for you, though. :)
(21:17:51) DrRoxanneCarre: Oh holy crap...NO PRESSURE!
(21:18:19) LtCmdrBusard: Lmao
(21:18:23) LtCmdrBusard: PRESSURE PRESSURE
(21:18:43) VAdmBlackthorne: Everyone done reading! :D
(21:19:33) ColDougMcKnight: I am.
(21:19:41) LtCmdrBusard: Me too.
(21:19:43) ColDougMcKnight: Nicely done. :)
(21:20:24) VAdmBlackthorne: I liked that both logs had a similar theme of feeling useless and doing something about it.
(21:20:27) LtJorvanTav: Done reading
(21:20:40) DrRoxanneCarre: ...pfft, you liked that it put pressure on Carre!
(21:20:46) LtJorvanTav: Both very nice. Unable to comment. And my eyes hurt since I had to read both on my iPhone. But they were worth it.
(21:20:49) VAdmBlackthorne: Naturally
(21:20:59) LtCmdrBusard: Hooray!
(21:21:58) VAdmBlackthorne: OK then, let's get started
(21:22:16) CdrTKirr: Commenting!
(21:22:24) CdrTKirr: But I can do this quick. :: TWEEET :: Attention!
(21:22:29) LtJorvanTav: :: gets ready to :: AA ::
(21:22:53) DrRoxanneCarre: :: aa ::
(21:22:55) LtJorvanTav: :: AA ::
(21:23:02) ColDougMcKnight: ::AA::
(21:23:03) LtCmdrBusard: :: AA ::
(21:23:19) LtKuari: :: gargoyle ::
(21:23:34) VAdmBlackthorne has changed the topic to: A day has passed since the biological attack was discovered. Those on the surface are getting worse with symptoms of skin lesions, headaches, and lack of motor control. Of course, the colonists are worse than our away team, but who's counting?
(21:23:41) VAdmBlackthorne: Questions?
(21:23:54) DrRoxanneCarre: How many colonists can I kill?
(21:24:11) VAdmBlackthorne: All of them as long as you save my wife and boxing partner.
(21:24:16) DrRoxanneCarre: Oh and who wants to die? Raise your hand now!
(21:24:17) VAdmBlackthorne: Or, as few as possible. :)
(21:24:19) LtCmdrBusard: Hear hear!
(21:24:24) LtCmdrBusard: WAIT
(21:24:30) LtKuari: o_O
(21:24:31) LtCmdrBusard: That was not volunteering for death!
(21:24:35) VAdmBlackthorne: I think it was!
(21:24:39) LtCmdrBusard: NO!
(21:24:43) LtJorvanTav: :: breathes a sigh of relief ::
(21:24:45) LtCmdrBusard: It was to the wife and boxing partner!
(21:24:47) DrRoxanneCarre: *eyes Percy* Looks that way to me.
(21:24:48) LtCmdrBusard: :-(
(21:24:59) LtCmdrBusard: I will beat you with wrenches.
(21:25:02) LtCmdrBusard: Lots of wrenches.
(21:25:06) VAdmBlackthorne: I've seen you do it.
(21:25:10) LtCmdrBusard: And then robots will follow.
(21:25:14) DrRoxanneCarre: Kill people?
(21:25:19) LtCmdrBusard: With wrenches.
(21:25:22) DrRoxanneCarre: Ya, do eet all teh time.
(21:25:23) LtJorvanTav: C'mon, everyone. After that log, I don't want to see her die. Especially since she's aboard atlantis. Which means we're all screwed.
(21:25:31) LtJorvanTav: Atlantis. Sorry for that typo
(21:25:39) LtCmdrBusard: True, true.
(21:25:49) VAdmBlackthorne: Alrighty then
(21:25:56) DrRoxanneCarre: Pfft, like that would stop mad Dr. Carre.
(21:26:05) DrRoxanneCarre: *cleans out her fridge*
(21:26:12) LtCmdrBusard: Oh God no!
(21:26:14) VAdmBlackthorne: Here we goooooooo
(21:26:16) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIm
(21:26:17) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:26:18) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:26:20) LtCmdrBusard: :: Surrounds with robots::
(21:26:27) LtCmdrBusard: (IC AND OOC!)
(21:26:58) DrRoxanneCarre: :: In her office perusing items in the fridge ::
(21:27:34) ColDougMcKnight: :: Trudges into the science building, his expression still somewhat dazed, but manages a nod to T'Kirr:: Commander. I was wondering if there was any update available at all.
(21:27:34) LtJorvanTav: :: is in the Science Lab 2, assisting in the research on this virus... and how to kill it. ::
(21:27:35) VAdmBlackthorne: :: in and out of the bridge, flag office, and captain's ready room, carrying things from the FO to the RR ::
(21:27:46) ColDougMcKnight: :: Scratches the back of his head. :: I, uh...I guess I have to live.
(21:27:49) DrRoxanneCarre: :: moves a few things around :: Thought I had some Gevralian Yogurt in here...
(21:28:13) DrRoxanneCarre: Computer: > Results available.
(21:28:47) CdrHarper [] entered the room.
(21:29:11) DrRoxanneCarre: :: scans the results, saves them, sighs and changes parameters to run it again ::
(21:29:31) CdrHarper: :: walks onto the bridge, looking tired at having flown several CAPs in the past day, and sits at helm ::
(21:30:30) DrRoxanneCarre: :: PADDS a message to the CC5TL asking where the results from the requested tests are ::
(21:30:32) CdrTKirr: :: peers curiously at McKnight for a moment :: Doctor Carre is running scans with Atlantis' equipment, and we're compiling the data here. Are you referring to an update that states when we'll find a cure we do not have?
(21:31:16) LtJorvanTav: + Carre + Tav to Carre...
(21:31:37) VAdmBlackthorne: DrTennant> :: looks at McKnight, trying to keep his head steady :: We're fighting the good fight there, Colonel, but it seems our best hope is up there.
(21:31:55) DrRoxanneCarre: + Tav + Carre here.
(21:32:03) LtCmdrBusard: :: Is both surprised and dismayed to find the fact that she's kinda sorta engaged does not make her any less worried about the situation down there. In fact, it makes her more so. She looks to the pile o' bots.:: Okay, fine. But at least now I don't have to worry about awkwardly proposing AFTER he's nearly died.
(21:32:04) LtJorvanTav: + Carre + Could you beam another sample of the virus to Science Lab 2? I am out of my current stock.
(21:33:30) LtJorvanTav: :: turns down the temperature in his bunny suit as a bead of sweat rolls down his forehead ::
(21:33:56) DrRoxanneCarre: + Tav + I only have 3 inert samples left, whaddya doin over there? Eating them?
(21:34:58) LtCmdrBusard: Puddington> :: Burp ::
(21:34:59) VAdmBlackthorne: MayorCleese> :: sits up from a bed, looking quite ragged and shaky ::
(21:35:16) LtJorvanTav: + Carre + Well, I've found many, many ways to not kill them, but I've tainted all the samples. Hmm, but I hadn't tried hydrochloric acid. Thanks for the idea!
(21:35:59) DrRoxanneCarre: + Tav + I'm currently testing dragon fluids on the surface. That seems to be going somewhere.
(21:36:18) CdrTKirr: :: notes Cleese and moves to his bedside :: How are you feeling?
(21:36:43) LtJorvanTav: + Carre + Very good. I'll take a look at your findings and see if I can think of anything helpful.
(21:36:45) LtKuari: ( You make it sound like I gave you more than one type of fluid... >_> )
(21:36:54) DrRoxanneCarre: (blood and spit!)
(21:36:59) ColDougMcKnight: :: Sighs. :: Yeah, I guess that's what I mean. Well...keep me posted. I'll be...looking grim and somber somewhere, I guess.
(21:37:02) DrRoxanneCarre: (i had the spit)
(21:37:04) LtKuari: ( *more than two )
(21:37:13) VAdmBlackthorne: MayorCleese> Well, I'm not exactly going to be winning a gold medal anytime soon, and I could kill for a cup of tea, but I'm alright.
(21:37:15) LtKuari: ( Nevermind, I lose. )
(21:38:24) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> A scream is heard outside the infirmary!!
(21:38:29) DrRoxanneCarre: + Tav + I'll let you know if anything shows up.
(21:38:38) DrRoxanneCarre: + Tav + Carre out.
(21:38:44) LtJorvanTav: :: moves over to a station and pulls up Carre's results on the screen, and moves them to the main viewer in the Lab ::
(21:38:52) VAdmBlackthorne: Cleese and Tennant> :: looks toward the scream with alarm ::
(21:39:08) DrRoxanneCarre: + Blackthorne + Carre here.
(21:39:49) VAdmBlackthorne: :: stops on his way out of the flag office, carrying, well, a flag :: +Carre+ Go ahead.
(21:40:18) DrRoxanneCarre: + Blackthorne + I've had gallons of antiviral spray replicated and I need some way, shape, or form to get it distributed over the populated areas on the surface.
(21:40:35) CdrTKirr: :: shares a look with McKnight and moves to the door ::
(21:41:00) VAdmBlackthorne: +Carre+ This spray will definitely kill the virus?
(21:41:40) DrRoxanneCarre: + Blackthorne + It can be sprayed, fogged or misted. Yes it kills the virus, but it wont cure anyone already infected. It will prevent more infections.
(21:43:00) VAdmBlackthorne: +Carre+ We can use the Sharks to distribute it with a few modifications.
(21:43:10) DrRoxanneCarre: + Blackthorne + I prefer the fogging because it looks kinda cool/creepy.
(21:43:12) CdrHarper: :: looks to Blackthorne ::
(21:43:48) DrRoxanneCarre: + Blackthorne + But it doesnt matter as long as it gets airborne, so we're looking at application from oh 75 feet or higher.
(21:44:17) ColDougMcKnight: Or...I can see about THAT.
(21:44:28) VAdmBlackthorne: +Carre+ Deliver the spray to the assault bay, I'll have the Mustangs modified to apply it.
(21:44:42) ColDougMcKnight: :: Brings his rifle up into a ready position and goes sprinting toward the source of the scream. ::
(21:45:06) DrRoxanneCarre: + Blackthorne + :: PADDs a note to have it transported asap :: Orders are in Carre out.
(21:45:21) VAdmBlackthorne: +Percy+ Blackthorne to Busard.
(21:45:29) CdrTKirr: :: gives a backward glance into the infirmary before following after McKnight ::
(21:45:45) LtCmdrBusard: +Blackthorne+ Busard here.
(21:46:05) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> A stereotypical woman from a crime show has discovered a dead body!
(21:46:08) DrRoxanneCarre: :: PADDs the recent promising dragon results to Tav, along with a note showing which route shes taking ::
(21:47:09) LtJorvanTav: :: thoughtfully puts his finger to his lip... well, the shield in front of his lip... as he assimilates Carre's findings ::
(21:47:16) ColDougMcKnight: :: Turns to the marines rushing to join him. :: Perimeter, now! Nobody touches the body, nobody leaves until I've talked to them!
(21:47:40) DrRoxanneCarre: (oh, btw, the spray is non-toxic to humans, excluding the occasional allergic reaction which only includes runny eyes, scratchy throat, and impaired breathing)
(21:47:51) VAdmBlackthorne: STWFACS> I found him like this, I swear!
(21:48:36) LtJorvanTav: ( :: slaps forehead ::)
(21:48:46) LtJorvanTav: :: )
(21:48:58) VAdmBlackthorne: +Busard+ Dr. Carre has synthesized an antiviral spray that we need to distribute aerially. Can you modify the Mustangs with a mechanism to do just that?
(21:49:24) CdrTKirr: :: stops behind McKnight, hoping the bit of excitement doesn't make her shakes any more noticeable ::
(21:49:44) ColDougMcKnight: Ma'am, sit down and take a couple deep breaths. You haven't been accused of anything yet.
(21:49:45) CdrTKirr: :: scans the crowd ::
(21:50:06) VAdmBlackthorne: STWFACS> :: sits down and tries to calm herself, but is shaking from the virus as well ::
(21:50:59) LtCmdrBusard: +Blackthorne+ Yes! Yes I can do just that. I'll get to work on it immediately.
(21:51:14) VAdmBlackthorne: +Busard+ Thank you, Commander. Blackthorne out.
(21:51:55) VAdmBlackthorne: :: looks at Harper :: Kate, I know your pilots are tired, but...
(21:51:55) CdrHarper: :: cuts him off :: We will launch as soon as the spray is loaded, sir.
(21:53:09) VAdmBlackthorne: Thank you.
(21:53:45) CdrTKirr: :: turns back to McKnight and the woman and the body, having had nothing catch her eye in the crowd ::
(21:54:22) VAdmBlackthorne: DrTennant> :: walks up to the scene and scans the body with a medical tricorder ::
(21:54:34) ColDougMcKnight: :: Thanks heaven for small favors. At least his gloves are still doing their job, and so he approaches the corpse and kneels down over it, starting with a visual scan to see if it's at least obvious what killed him. ::
(21:54:38) LtJorvanTav: :: moves over to the sample Carre has sent him, and pulls it out of the sample transporter, carries it over to the analysis computer and closes the cover before beginning a replication process ::
(21:55:02) LtCmdrBusard: :: Percy turns into a dervish of activity in her quarters as she blueprints the device, not terribly unlike a crop-duster but more effective over long distances. She takes a look at the various jetstreams, and calculates how best to distribute the spray into the atmosphere.::
(21:55:31) VAdmBlackthorne: DrTennant> :: looks at McKnight from his medcorder ::
(21:56:38) LtJorvanTav: :: walks over to the replicator :: Computer, three vials, ninety cc's.
(21:56:38) VAdmBlackthorne: Dr Tennant> This man didn't die from the virus.
(21:57:03) LtJorvanTav: Computer> :: replicates the vials ::
(21:57:38) ColDougMcKnight: I'll give you points for dramatic buildup, Doc. But you'll have to forgive me if my patience has been eroding since I got here. Let's hear it.
(21:58:19) VAdmBlackthorne: DrTennant> It's a clear cut case of poisoning.
(21:58:41) ColDougMcKnight: With what?
(21:59:06) ColDougMcKnight: And how was he exposed?
(22:01:34) VAdmBlackthorne: DrTennant> :: narrows his eyes at the scanner :: It's a poison from tree frogs on Earth, extremely deadly. As to how, I can't tell yet.
(22:02:01) LtJorvanTav: :: pulls the vials from the replicator, and takes them over to the station in which the vial of virus is being processed. Once the virus has been cultivated enough that Tav has a few strands of his own, he removes Carre's vial from the station and takes it to the transporter :: + Carre + Tav to Carre. Sending your vial back to you. Thanks for letting me borrow it.
(22:02:25) DrRoxanneCarre: :: reads the latest results from the surface experiments :: Oooh, that might work...if I take the...and put the...and use...
(22:03:06) DrRoxanneCarre: + Tav + No problem.
(22:03:29) VAdmBlackthorne: :: has resumed moving his office ::
(22:03:41) LtJorvanTav: + Carre + I am cultivating a large sample for myself, so I shouldn't need any more. Sorry for all that I took. Will you need any once I have a good supply?
(22:04:06) DrRoxanneCarre: :: starts a new formula on the second medi-computer ::
(22:04:37) VAdmBlackthorne: DrTennant> I need to get him into the infirmary for further forensic analysis.
(22:04:44) DrRoxanneCarre: + Tav + No I'll be fine. I'm PADDing over a theory I'm testing. You might want to peruse it.
(22:05:01) LtJorvanTav: + Carre + I will take a look. Tav out.
(22:05:09) LtCmdrBusard: :: Tweaks diagram, before plugging it into the computer for replication::
(22:05:32) CdrTKirr: I'll get a bed ready. I'm sure someone can stand. :: moves off towards the infirmary ::
(22:05:47) LtJorvanTav: :: moves to a workstation where he has been going through others notes on this incident, and pulls up Carre's work :: Hmm...
(22:06:28) VAdmBlackthorne: DrTennant> Incidentally, this man was Dr. Llewellyn, the newest anthropologist to arrive on Gencodia.
(22:06:58) ColDougMcKnight: Okay, well we've got this going for us at least. The killer's either got a flare for the dramatic, or they're a blithering moron. Presumably, your replicators have the standard security locks on them to prevent any random joker from ordering up deadly substances without authorization?
(22:07:09) VAdmBlackthorne: DrTennant> Absolutely.
(22:07:53) CdrTKirr: ShadyGuy> :: speaks in a shaky voice out of the shadow of a building at T'Kirr :: I have a gun pointed at your head, woman. Take one more step that's not in my direction and I'll shoot.
(22:08:20) ColDougMcKnight: Then either the toxin was shipped in, or a replicator has been tampered with. I'll look into the second. Can you get a hold of a shipping manifest?
(22:08:36) ColDougMcKnight: (Also, I presume this guy's speaking too quietly for McKnight to hear?)
(22:08:47) VAdmBlackthorne: DrTennant> There's a third option.
(22:09:04) CdrTKirr: :: stops short and studies the shadow but sees nothing, looks behind her at the marines too far away ::
(22:09:08) ColDougMcKnight: :: Sighs. :: Okay, what's that?
(22:09:30) VAdmBlackthorne: DrTennant> The toxin was in him when he arrived in some sort of delayed release device.
(22:09:42) CdrTKirr: ShadyGuy> :: hisses :: Shout and you're dead! This way, now!
(22:10:30) LtCmdrBusard: :: Everything plugged into the shipboard computer, Percy picks up the comm:: +Blackthorne+ Busard to Blackthorne.
(22:10:38) VAdmBlackthorne: +Busard+ Blackthorne here.
(22:10:50) DrRoxanneCarre: :: has the replicator running a short replication of all the items she'll need for testing ::
(22:10:52) CdrTKirr: :: closes her eyes :: ~Help me, Ian!~ :: follows the voice towards the shadow, keeping her distance ::
(22:11:14) CdrTKirr: ShadyGuy> That's right. :: steps back further :: Follow me. Keep going.
(22:11:41) ColDougMcKnight: I...okay, I hadn't considered that. Then I'll also need a passenger manifest of the transport he arrived on. We'll have to isolate all of them for questioning.
(22:12:15) VAdmBlackthorne: ShadierGuy> :: emerges from behind T'Kirr as she rounds a corner and grabs her while putting a gun to her head :: Scream and you're dead, pointyears.
(22:12:43) VAdmBlackthorne: :: jumps :: +Busard+ Stand by! +McKnight+ Blackthorne to McKNight!
(22:12:55) CdrTKirr: :: resists for just a second, then stops, allowing herself to be taken ::
(22:13:10) ColDougMcKnight: ::Holds a finger up to Tennant:: +Blackthorne+ McKnight here, sir. Go ahead.
(22:13:36) VAdmBlackthorne: :: gets a strong sense of impending danger through the nether :: +McKnight+ Do you have eyes on Commander T'Kirr?
(22:13:49) DrRoxanneCarre: :: mixes up a 3 dose measure of her test cure ::
(22:14:24) ColDougMcKnight: Yeah, I- ::Stops and looks where T'Kirr was just a second ago:: do not. But that will be rectified shortly. Stand by.
(22:14:41) DrRoxanneCarre: + Tav + I'm sending you a test sample, use it on your spare vial. :: transports one sample ::
(22:14:42) VAdmBlackthorne: +McKnight+ I believe that she's in imminent danager, find her.
(22:14:59) CdrTKirr: ShadyGuy> Watch her! I hear they're strong. Don't let up, and don't fucking trip!
(22:15:12) VAdmBlackthorne: ShadierGuy> :: drags her into the building ::
(22:15:38) ColDougMcKnight: :: At that, he puts his helmet back on, and brings up the HUD readout for the armor's onboard scanners. And while those scanners may need some word on the environmental hazard front, they're scaery good at tactical battlefield intel. He scans the surrounding area, looking for both Vukcan bio signs AND a comm badge's EM signature. ::
(22:15:51) ColDougMcKnight: (work)
(22:16:19) VAdmBlackthorne: :: tries to communicate that help is on the way, but again the distance makes specifics hard ::
(22:16:36) ColDougMcKnight: (This is probably when you should tell me if there's any reason that won't work.)
(22:16:42) VAdmBlackthorne: : paces:: +Busard+ Blackthorne to Busard, go ahead now.
(22:16:59) VAdmBlackthorne: (No reason it wouldn't)
(22:18:05) ColDougMcKnight: :: Fortunately, she hasn't gotten far. That said, finding her doesn't improve his mood, given that his scans also pick up two active high powered energy weapons aside from hers in the immediate vicinity. He quickly points to the three nearest marines to fall in with him. ::
(22:18:24) VAdmBlackthorne: DrTennant> Bloody hell, what's this place coming to? :: coordinates some goony looking fellows to lug the deader into infirmary ::
(22:19:18) DrRoxanneCarre: :: tests a sample on her own vial, watching the results under magnification ::
(22:20:12) ColDougMcKnight: :: Activates a closed comm channel with his ad hoc squad.:: Okay, as much as part of me hates to cut a chance to vent short, my patience is gone. Weapons to maximum. Take your time, line your shots up clean. Fennic, you and me have the one on the right. Sandoval and Mendoza, you take left.
(22:20:12) CdrTKirr: ShadyGuy> :: closes the door behind ShadierGuy and the Vulcan :: I've got the comm.
(22:20:21) LtCmdrBusard: +Blackthorne+ Yes, sir. I've finished the specs for the distribution devices. They can be replicated whenever the Mustangs are ready for connection.
(22:20:29) DrRoxanneCarre: Thats it! :: cackles gleefully ::
(22:20:39) CdrTKirr: ShadyGuy> :: rushes over to a unit and smacks it :: You sure this is the right frequency?
(22:20:44) VAdmBlackthorne: ShadierGuy> Right. Yes, dammit!
(22:21:26) ColDougMcKnight: (Quick question. Would McKnight know Blackthorne and T'Kirr can communicate like that, or is that purely a private thing?)
(22:21:42) CdrTKirr: What do you want?
(22:21:46) CdrTKirr: ( Good question...)
(22:22:28) VAdmBlackthorne: (Well, I can't imagine they'd ever outright given a lecture on it, but since both of their races are telepaths and there was an elaborate bonding ceremony at their wedding with two types of bonds, I'd think he could infer it.)
(22:22:44) ColDougMcKnight: ( Fair enough.)
(22:22:52) DrRoxanneCarre: :: watches the magnified screen as things burst open and die :: Oh my :: sniffles :: so beautiful!
(22:23:00) CdrTKirr: ( He's tended to avoid telepathy stuff in the past, but it's up to how insightful he would be )
(22:23:04) VAdmBlackthorne: ShadierGuy> A godrotting cure to.. to... THIS. :: gestures at his skin and shaky demeanor ::
(22:23:19) VAdmBlackthorne: ShadierGuy> We're all going to die and you can stop it!
(22:23:46) CdrTKirr: Do you not think I'm trying? You're interrupting my work as we speak. :: holds up her shaking hand :: As you can see, I have it, too. I'm not immune.
(22:24:09) CdrTKirr: ShadyGuy> :: hits the comm again :: Shut her up, will you?
(22:24:16) ColDougMcKnight: +Blackthorne+ Sir, I'm guessing from the fact that you knew this before I did that this is some Betazoid thing. If you can reach her, I need you to broadcast something to her.
(22:24:17) VAdmBlackthorne: ShadierGuy> I thought those Vulcans were immune to everything, you told me wrong!
(22:24:24) VAdmBlackthorne: +McKnight+ Go ahead.
(22:24:42) ColDougMcKnight: +Blackthorne+ Don't flinch.
(22:25:17) VAdmBlackthorne: +McKnight+ Something that specific will take time over this distance, give me 30 seconds or so.
(22:26:00) VAdmBlackthorne: :: immediately sits down on the ready room floor and closes his eyes, rapidly extending his thoughts with all the effort he can muster ::
(22:26:02) ColDougMcKnight: +Blackthorne+ Let me know when, sir. And let HER know it's pretty damn good advice.
(22:26:11) CdrTKirr: ShadyGuy> :: is about to argue but just grumbles ::
(22:26:54) CdrTKirr: If you let me go, I can go back to the infirmary and--
(22:27:06) LtJorvanTav: :: looks to his vial that is filling with the quickly-multiplying virus. Once it has enough, he moves anoher vial into the incubator and takes the first vial over to a workstation, where he replicates Carre's cure :: + Carre + Carre, this is Tav.
(22:27:31) VAdmBlackthorne: :: already outwardly sweating, reaching out at the top of his abilities :: ~Can you hear me? McKnight says to not flinch.~
(22:27:34) DrRoxanneCarre: + Tav + Go ahead.
(22:28:31) LtJorvanTav: + Carre + I am about to put your solution into one of my samples, and your work looks promising. Is there any particular way you'd like me to administer the antidote?
(22:28:58) CdrTKirr: ~Don't pinch them? I wasn't going to. And what am I waiting for night to do?~
(22:29:33) CdrTKirr: ShadyGuy> :: narrows his eyes at T'Kirr :: What's wrong with you?
(22:29:46) DrRoxanneCarre: + Tav + Quickly? Just kidding. Use the standard hypo-injection protocol. I'm currently testing to see if the venom is neutralized.
(22:30:17) VAdmBlackthorne: :: grinding his teeth, he projects even stronger :: ~DO. NOT. FLINCH!~
(22:30:40) VAdmBlackthorne: ShadierGuy> She's doing some Vulcan thing!
(22:30:51) CdrTKirr: ShadyGuy> You'll go back to the infirmary and what, tell them where to find us?
(22:31:14) DrRoxanneCarre: :: runs a computer analysis on the 'dead' sample ::
(22:31:21) CdrTKirr: ~I'm being very still~
(22:31:22) LtJorvanTav: + Carre + You got it. Stand by, I should have something in about two minutes. Tav out. :: takes a hypoinjector, places it squarely into the vial of virus and squeezes the trigger, causing a refreshing hypospray sound ::
(22:31:36) VAdmBlackthorne: ~Stay that way, at all costs.~
(22:31:46) VAdmBlackthorne: :: opens his eyes :: +McKnight+ Go.
(22:31:56) CdrTKirr: I won't give you any trouble.
(22:31:59) LtJorvanTav: :: turns to a monitor and brings up the microscopic feed, and prepares for the show he hopes to see ::
(22:32:15) ColDougMcKnight: :: God help him, but he smiles as he gives the order. It's been that kind of day. :: +Marines+ Open fire!
(22:32:22) VAdmBlackthorne: ShadierGuy> No Vulcan tricks?
(22:32:42) CdrTKirr: None that I am aware.
(22:32:50) VAdmBlackthorne: :: holds his forehead as a HUGE migraine comes on :: Gaggggggh.
(22:33:09) ColDougMcKnight: ACTION> Level 16 phaser fire. Concentrated bolts. You do the math. They rip through the low grade duranium alloy like it was tin foil, ad strike both men with chilling accuracy.
(22:33:47) DrRoxanneCarre: Computer: > Results complete.
(22:33:49) VAdmBlackthorne: ShadierGuy> :: has no idea what hit him, is killed repeatedly ::
(22:34:14) CdrTKirr: ShadyGuy> :: doesn't know about ShadierGuy but dies just once, very well ::
(22:34:53) CdrTKirr: :: went to a calm Vulcan place in her head and managed to not get shot ::
(22:34:57) LtCmdrBusard: :: Waiting for a response, and getting kind of worried:: +Blackthorne+ Uh...sir? Should I have my men attach them? something going on?
(22:35:14) VAdmBlackthorne: +Busard+ Yes, have them attached immediately.
(22:35:44) CdrTKirr: :: moves enough to touch her badge :: +McKnight+ T'Kirr to McKnight. I take it that was your doing?
(22:35:50) VAdmBlackthorne: :: stands and walks back across the bridge, pausing to address Harper :: Get the Sharks down to the assault bay, you're clear to launch as soon as the canisters are loaded.
(22:35:58) DrRoxanneCarre: :: reads the results :: Dammit. It doesnt neutralize enough of the venom. It will keep them from dying but it could be better.
(22:36:17) CdrHarper: Yes, sir. +Sharks+ All Sharks to the assault bay!
(22:36:30) ColDougMcKnight: :: As far as his scanners can detect, T'Kirr's fine, but when possible, you make a visual confirmation. So he double times it to the entryway, phasers the locking mechanism into slag, and forces the door open. Of course, he calms down considerably as the comm comes through mid-breach. ::
(22:36:39) LtCmdrBusard: +Blackthorne+ Yes, sir. :: Contacts a Engineering team to meet her in the Sharks bay as she heads down.::
(22:36:48) ColDougMcKnight: Heya, Commander! I'd be worried if there was anyone else down here who could manage that!
(22:36:53) VAdmBlackthorne: :: enters the Flag Office and crosses to the bar, which he has not yet moved, and pours himself a Scotch, and downs it quickly, pinching his temples ::
(22:37:09) ColDougMcKnight: You okay?
(22:37:34) DrRoxanneCarre: + Tav + You get your results yet?
(22:37:37) CdrTKirr: :: absorbs the compliment like waves on a shoreline and arches an eyebrow :: Can I move now?
(22:37:53) LtJorvanTav: :: takes in the view as one by one, viruses implode on the screen. :: + Carre + Tav to Carre. I am going to concur with your findings. The antidote is good, as far as I can tell. Some venom is left over, and it'll certainly be uncomfortable, but not fatal.
(22:38:07) VAdmBlackthorne: :: stares at the empty glass and waits, not wanting to interrupt ::
(22:38:58) DrRoxanneCarre: + Tav + Can you see if the computer can come up with a better venom neutralizer? I'm going to have this last sample used on someone very sick.
(22:40:00) CdrHarper: :: arrives in the assault bay, still in her flight suit from the last CAP, and grabs her helmet ::
(22:40:12) ColDougMcKnight: +Blackthorne+ McKnight here, sir. Your wife's just fine. And she can move now.
(22:40:26) VAdmBlackthorne: +McKnight+ Thank you, Colonel.
(22:40:27) LtJorvanTav: + Carre + You've got it. I am regenerating this virus now like it's going out of style. I'll have enough in a moment to run more tests.
(22:40:38) VAdmBlackthorne: +McKnight+ What happened?
(22:40:50) ColDougMcKnight: + Blackthorne + Bad guys. Dead bad guys.
(22:41:01) CdrTKirr: ( Sorry Mike misread his statement )
(22:41:10) ColDougMcKnight: ( No problem.)
(22:41:12) DrRoxanneCarre: :: PADDs a note to CC5TL "Use the transported sample in a 1-15 standard hypo spray. Find an 'imminent' volunteer to test." ::
(22:41:31) DrRoxanneCarre: :: transports last test sample to surface ::
(22:41:31) VAdmBlackthorne: +McKnight+ Count me grateful that the virus hasn't affected your marksmanship.
(22:42:12) CdrTKirr: Steadier hands than mine.
(22:42:21) LtCmdrBusard: :: Once in the assault bay, she replicates the spray distributers, and begins attaching them to the belly of the Sharks::
(22:42:24) CdrHarper: :: climbs in the Boudica and begins the pre-flight powerup sequence while waiting on the sprayers ::
(22:43:22) ColDougMcKnight: +Blackthorne+ Muscle relaxants. Standard marine combat kit. And you can show your gratitude by getting us off of this hole. If there's nothing else, sir?
(22:43:22) CdrTKirr: As far as I can tell, these two men were afraid and were only attempting to use me as leverage for some sort of bargain. I don't think they were involved with the pirates.
(22:44:01) VAdmBlackthorne: +McKnight+As you were. Blackthorne out.
(22:45:45) LtCmdrBusard: :: After fastening the device to the Boudica's bottom, she waves on Harper and moves to the next fighter::
(22:45:59) ColDougMcKnight: ::Looks over to T'Kirr:: You weren't harmed, were you? Do you need the doctor? Any more than the rest of us, I mean.
(22:46:27) CdrTKirr: :: attempts to sense Blackthorne and doesn't, but having just heard his voice, she falls back on patience as they conduct business :: I'm fine. We need to get the body to the infirmary and see what we can find out.
(22:46:55) CdrHarper: :: closes her canopy :: +Sharks+ Sharks, Firefly, report in.
(22:47:45) DrRoxanneCarre: CC5TL Action > :: Adminsters the 'cure' to a patient near death. Watches for results ::
(22:47:56) VAdmBlackthorne: DrTennant> :: carefully examining the body in the infirmary ::
(22:48:19) CdrTKirr: Ash> +Sharks+ Gallitep, powering up.
(22:48:48) DrRoxanneCarre: CC5TL Action> :: sends continuous medi-scanner results to Carre ::
(22:50:32) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ I know that you are all tired, but this could be our most important mission yet. We will be spraying this antiviral in a grid pattern above the surface.
(22:50:39) LtJorvanTav: :: Now that he has a cure to work with and is producing more of the virus mix, Tav doesn't need to be nearly as careful moving the virus around the room, and it can be kept behind lab shields, he sterilizes the room with the antiviral spray just to be sure, and takes off his bunny suit headpiece :: There. Much more comfortable. :: Tav places a Level 5 microbial field around a section of the workstation and transports a small sample from the
(22:50:49) DrRoxanneCarre: ImminentPatient > :: moans and groans louder and louder. Starts sweating profusely ::
(22:51:22) LtCmdrBusard: Sid> +Sharks+ Bestri, ready for take-off.
(22:51:31) LtJorvanTav: :: ever-growing culture to the field. Once the sample is in the field, he takes a closer scan of the venom ::
(22:52:19) DrRoxanneCarre: ImminentPatient > OWWW! Make it STOP! AHHHH! :: dies ::
(22:52:41) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ Launch and form up in atmo. Good flying all!
(22:52:43) ColDougMcKnight: (Wow. That's a shitty cure.)
(22:52:47) ColDougMcKnight: (Just saying.)
(22:52:52) DrRoxanneCarre: :: watches scans :: well crap.
(22:52:56) VAdmBlackthorne: (New definition for the word "cure")
(22:53:07) DrRoxanneCarre: (hey, I made it stop! :p )
(22:53:09) CdrTKirr: ( :: laughing :: )
(22:53:09) LtCmdrBusard: (It... technically solves the problem?)
(22:53:17) LtCmdrBusard: (You're the worst.)
(22:53:23) DrRoxanneCarre: ( NEXT!)
(22:53:30) ColDougMcKnight: (I guess technically, he could be argued to no longer have the virus.)
(22:53:48) ColDougMcKnight: (McKnight can begin distributing the "cure" immediately!)
(22:53:59) CdrHarper: :: rises off the deck, throws the throttle forward, and shoots out of the assault bay, immediately diving toward the moon's surface ::
(22:54:10) VAdmBlackthorne: (I WILL HEAL YOU WITH PHASERS, FEAR NOT)
(22:54:21) CdrTKirr: Ash> :: launches and flies toward the moon with her payload ::
(22:54:40) DrRoxanneCarre: CC5TL > PADDS a message that perhaps the selected patient was too...'imminent'.
(22:54:53) LtCmdrBusard: (No he bloody well can not)
(22:55:07) VAdmBlackthorne: (Five minutes!)
(22:55:50) LtJorvanTav: :: having no clue what just happened on the surface because he, frankly, wasn't watching, continues his work ::
(22:55:58) CdrHarper: :: tired, but quite alert on adrenaline ::
(22:56:23) CdrTKirr: :: makes her way to the infirmary, but takes a detour to a secluded spot :: +Blackthorne+ T'Kirr to Blackthorne.
(22:56:40) DrRoxanneCarre: :: makes another batch quickly and sends it down for testing on a 'less imminent' patient, along with notes to administer high amounts of fluids ::
(22:56:41) LtJorvanTav: :: mixes some extra antivenom into the mix and tries it on his current batch ::
(22:57:10) VAdmBlackthorne: :: notices the Sharks fly out the after windows of the flag office, and is suddenly grateful for the comm going off :: +T'Kirr+ ...Blackthorne here.
(22:57:53) DrRoxanneCarre: CC5TL > :: finds a proper test subject, pumps them up with fluids and innoculates them ::
(22:58:18) CdrTKirr: :: even though she had just heard his voice over the comm, finds comfort in it now that it's softened in the personal call+Blackthorne+ Thank you for watching over me up there.
(22:58:20) CdrHarper: :: hits atmo and soon after appears in the skies over Atlantium, briefs the leader of the Jets on what's going on ::
(22:58:30) LtJorvanTav: :: watches the screen, noticing that while the cure is effective, the antivenom does nothing for the leftover venom. It just sits there, and he's pretty sure it's laughing at him ::
(22:58:38) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> ::Oh, he's there too. And his fighter is called...Kilmathir, after the glacier on Andor he once got himself killed driving a high speed hovercraft off of.::
(22:58:52) ColDougMcKnight: (ALMOST!)
(22:58:53) VAdmBlackthorne: (Once got himself killed?!)
(22:58:56) VAdmBlackthorne: (ZOMBIE)
(22:59:12) DrRoxanneCarre: + Tav + Note that the patient needs to be well hydrated for this to work properly. The first 'volunteer' didnt make it.
(22:59:24) CdrTKirr: ( That explains why Kuari didn't like his hat )
(22:59:28) LtJorvanTav: (Captain, can he have a transfer? Please?)
(22:59:30) VAdmBlackthorne: +T'Kirr+ Of course. Thank you for not flinching.
(22:59:44) VAdmBlackthorne: (Now now, no discrimination against the zombified crew members.)
(22:59:50) CdrTKirr: +Blackthorne+ :: puzzles :: Oh, is that what you said?
(22:59:55) LtCmdrBusard: (Stay away from my brains you dirty zombie!)
(23:00:05) ColDougMcKnight: (I admit, it WOULD explain his sickening capacity for putting away alcohol. But no, it doesn't count if I call myself on the typo before you get the chance! That's a rule or something.)
(23:00:14) VAdmBlackthorne: (Fair point.)
(23:00:18) DrRoxanneCarre: :: watches results from the new patient streaming across her screen :: Ahhh, much better.
(23:00:21) VAdmBlackthorne: +T'Kirr+ Goddamn.
(23:00:25) LtJorvanTav: + Carre + Well, yeah. When you're putting that much antivenom in someone, you would want a lot of liquids. Otherwise, this cure could be fatal. Why?
(23:00:30) LtCmdrBusard: (Which I choose to ignore. Zombie.)
(23:01:00) LtJorvanTav: (Just don't stick out your tongue at zombies. They may take that as an invitation)
(23:01:43) LtCmdrBusard: (Ewwww. No eating that either!)
(23:01:52) DrRoxanneCarre: + Tav + Well sick people are sick, this will make them less sick, especially if they have high fluids. :: PADDs a replication note for mass amounts of IV fluid to be replicated and transported to the surface.::
(23:02:05) CdrTKirr: + Blackthorne + :: moves on to business :: We've just discovered a body that Dr. Tennant has diagnosed having died from tree frog venom from Earth. We're about to examine it and let you know the details.
(23:02:27) DrRoxanneCarre: + Blackthorne + Carre to Blackthorne. We have a cure.
(23:02:38) VAdmBlackthorne: +T'Kirr+ Alright. Be bloody careful. Blackthorne out.
(23:02:40) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(23:02:42) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(23:02:45) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(23:03:07) LtCmdrBusard: :: Paused::
(23:03:12) DrRoxanneCarre: Stupid cliffhangers.
(23:03:25) DrRoxanneCarre: :: pauses muttering ::
(23:03:33) LtJorvanTav: :: pauses :: Will Blackthorne hear Carre's Comm? Find out next week on... Atlantis!
(23:03:59) VAdmBlackthorne: What a sim, that was really nice.
(23:04:03) DrRoxanneCarre: Totally dead, is a cure!
(23:04:18) CdrTKirr: Dun dun DUUUN
(23:04:33) LtJorvanTav: It's a cure, but it does create a *few* other problems. Well, I guess just one, actually,
(23:04:35) LtJorvanTav: .
(23:04:44) DrRoxanneCarre: Bah!
(23:04:48) VAdmBlackthorne: Or is it just mostly dead?
(23:05:06) DrRoxanneCarre: Necrophilia, its the new mauve.
(23:05:53) CdrTKirr: Mauve is the universal sign for danger
(23:06:27) DrRoxanneCarre: Yep, right up there with ensign red-shirt.
(23:06:29) LtJorvanTav: So Necrophilia is the new universal sign for danger?!>
(23:06:38) VAdmBlackthorne: I'd imagine it's pretty dangerous?
(23:06:41) LtJorvanTav: ?!?
(23:07:21) LtJorvanTav: I guess that depends on how fresh a... yeah. I'm not gonna go there.
(23:07:27) VAdmBlackthorne: SO HOW ABOUT THOSE PACKERS
(23:07:37) CdrTKirr: Seven hours, I can squeeze in the sleep! I never signed up to teach a class at Disney U =/
(23:07:57) DrRoxanneCarre: lol
(23:08:03) LtJorvanTav: I would have fun teaching it. Well, if it wasn't talking through the OGs... SUCKY!
(23:08:21) VAdmBlackthorne: Great sim, great writing, all around awesomeness on Atlantis this week! :D
(23:08:36) CdrTKirr: yep yep thanks!
(23:08:45) CdrTKirr: Rachel your IMs work?
(23:08:58) LtKuari left the room.
(23:09:18) LtCmdrBusard: Oh, right! Yes.
(23:09:35) LtCmdrBusard: They do now. :-P
(23:09:49) LtJorvanTav: I love it when Kuari does stuff in Sim. I mean, it's all the cute side of of her writer rolled into a cute creature.
(23:10:47) CdrTKirr: ^_^
(23:11:29) LtJorvanTav: And so now I go back to thinking of how to light a Wallflowers song.
(23:11:31) DrRoxanneCarre: night peoples!
(23:11:39) DrRoxanneCarre left the room (quit: Quit: ajax IRC Client).
(23:14:05) VAdmBlackthorne: G'night all!