Conversation with #ussatlantis at Wed Apr 25 20:57:35 2012 on VAdmBlackthorne@opus.il.us.darkmyst.org (irc)
(20:57:35) The topic for #ussatlantis is: We are embroiled in the largest space battle that most aboard have seen, starting with fifty pirate ships versus thirty seven of us and a Starbase, with several squadrons of fighters in the works. The pirates have three giant plasma torpedo-firing ships battering Vinland from outside its weapons range.
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(20:57:44) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya
(20:58:04) LtJGAlexisWright: Lo
(20:59:17) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya
(20:59:25) CdrTKirr [TKirr@90-43-96-75.res.bhn.net] entered the room.
(20:59:38) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya
(20:59:58) CdrTKirr: Hey
(21:00:13) LtKuari [TKirr@90-43-96-75.res.bhn.net] entered the room.
(21:00:46) DoctorTav [bryan@90-43-96-75.res.bhn.net] entered the room.
(21:00:57) DoctorTav: Good evening
(21:01:11) EnsignJohnTChance [Mibbit@50.10.ypw.ptg] entered the room.
(21:02:02) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya folks
(21:02:08) LtLedaHarper: ::stretch::
(21:02:08) LtJGAlexisWright: Advance notice: I will be unable to attend next week.
(21:03:27) LtJGAlexisWright: I'm auditioning for an open spot in a choir and the only audition time available was Wednesday night. >_<
(21:03:39) LtLedaHarper: Why those rat bastards.
(21:04:01) DoctorTav: We will need a permission slip, signed by your parents, grandparents and cat.
(21:04:19) VAdmBlackthorne: And a letter from your third grade teacher.
(21:04:31) EnsignJohnTChance: Signed by the cat? You gotta be kitten!
(21:05:07) LtJGAlexisWright: haaaa
(21:05:24) LtLedaHarper: Chance, that was so bad it was sort of transcendent.
(21:05:34) DoctorTav: If you don't have a cat, you had better get one.
(21:06:15) CdrTKirr: Good luck, Wright. ^_^
(21:06:27) LtJGAlexisWright: Thanks ^_^
(21:06:32) DoctorTav: Break a leg, and an arm for good measure.
(21:06:48) DoctorTav: I'll be waiting when you get back with both broken appendages.
(21:06:58) LtKuari: o.O
(21:07:26) LordCoburn [Mibbit@98.216.ltn.no] entered the room.
(21:08:05) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya
(21:08:11) LordCoburn: Hey, folks. Sorry I'm late.
(21:08:25) LordCoburn: One more sim, then my primary character becomes primary again!
(21:08:44) VAdmBlackthorne: Ha, that's what you think!
(21:08:59) VAdmBlackthorne: Atlantis is defecting to join the Free Fleets. Surprise!
(21:09:18) CdrHarper [Mibbit@ezrd-57-821-03-195.rcmdva.fios.verizon.net] entered the room.
(21:09:32) Ashexana [Mibbit@98.117.um.hzl] entered the room.
(21:10:29) LordCoburn: Rachel sent out an e-mail earlier, but in case it was not received, she's unavailable again this week.
(21:10:29) DoctorTav: Now there's a story arc!
(21:11:40) VAdmBlackthorne: How do I even sum this up in a mission brief sheesh. Anyway, let's get rolling.
(21:12:25) ColDougMcKnight [Mibbit@98.216.ltn.no] entered the room.
(21:12:25) LtLedaHarper: 'LAST TIME ON THE ATLANTIS....'
(21:12:30) CdrTKirr: :: TWEEET :: Attention!
(21:12:36) DoctorTav: :: AA ::
(21:12:36) LtJGAlexisWright: :: AA ::
(21:12:37) LtLedaHarper: :: AA ::
(21:12:38) ColDougMcKnight: ::AA::
(21:12:41) LtKuari: :: gargoyle ::
(21:12:50) EnsignJohnTChance: AA
(21:13:09) LtLedaHarper: (Would totally do the Free Fleets thing. Except they're scum. Or are they? A puzzlement!)
(21:13:23) Ashexana: (We most certainly are not, dear.)
(21:13:31) LtLedaHarper: (You DID try to shoot my doctor.)
(21:14:09) VAdmBlackthorne has changed the topic to: With our shields operational again, Atlantis is back in the fight. Having found a way to avoid the subspace mines, the fleet advances to engage again as the Sharks try to break through to the torpedo ships pummeling Vinland.
(21:14:11) VAdmBlackthorne: Questions?
(21:15:15) VAdmBlackthorne: I take that as a no, so....
(21:15:16) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:15:18) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:15:19) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:16:45) LtJGAlexisWright: :: Continues to update the detour vectors for the larger ships and manage the minesweepers ::
(21:16:46) VAdmBlackthorne: +Fleetwide+ All lead ships that can get a firing solution, engage Atlantis's target! :: draws a bead on one of the pirates nearby ::
(21:17:14) VAdmBlackthorne: (Oh, and don't forget the intruders in sickbay!)
(21:18:04) CdrTKirr: ( Last time we left off with the intruders being surrounded by Marines once the threat of further boarding passed as shields were restored )
(21:18:31) LordCoburn: +Fleetwide+ Until they've all cleared the minefield, their movement is restricted! Ours isn't! Surround the approach corridors they're using and hammer them as they come in!
(21:20:17) VAdmBlackthorne: :: brings Atlantis about for an attack on said ship as it closes ::
(21:20:50) LtKuari: :: keeps position along the floor, her rifle aimed around the corner of Sickbay and into the corridor ::
(21:20:59) LordCoburn: ACTION> The ships designated for that purpose, about a third of the pirate fleet, meet the smaller ships making their way through the minefield with a withering torrent of eclectic weapons fire.
(21:21:42) LordCoburn: ACTION> The rest of the fleet maintains its defensive posture, ready to provide covering fire when the bulk of the larger ships finish going around and it's time for the pirates to regroup again to stop them.
(21:22:16) CdrHarper: :: quite annoyed at the Errol Flynn, but watching for some sort of support to arrive for an attack on the torpedo ships ::
(21:22:24) DoctorTav: :: pauses for a moment to think, and takes a look around Sickbay to assess the current situation. Only now does it register that other Marines are in Sickbay, and that they have cleared out the rest of the pirates Kuari's head is out the door ::
(21:24:23) DoctorTav: (Can I magic edit a period between "the rest of the pirates" and "Kuari's head"?)
(21:24:36) CdrTKirr: (No, it's set in stone FOREVAH)
(21:24:50) Ashexana: Give one of those incessantly annoying Defiant classes that just emerged a couple of plasma torpedos for their troubles.
(21:27:13) CdrTKirr: Ash> :: keeps sensors trained on Harper's location while dealing with her own incoming fire ::
(21:28:33) VAdmBlackthorne: :: bringing Atlantis around the minefield ::
(21:29:32) CdrHarper: :: ends up behind the Flynn again and passes the time by shooting at it ::
(21:30:33) Ashexana: :: has a new cup of tea, and sips it as the green blobs lance out toward the plucky Defiant ::
(21:31:20) CdrTKirr: :: pushes Atlantis' weapon systems, firing the first shots on the fleet's target ::
(21:31:50) LordCoburn: ACTION> Five other ships form up in support of the Rixx, and let add their torpedo volleys to hers. The USS Neptune is a tough ship, but not THAT tough.
(21:34:19) Ashexana: Well done, Hadley. :: to her tac officer ::
(21:35:26) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> More of our fleet manages to clear the minefield and come to bear on the hapless pirate chosen as the target.
(21:35:52) CdrTKirr: :: lets loose a dazzling array of phaser fire and series of torpedoes, Atlantis renewed and showing the enemy she is once again a formidable force in the fight ::
(21:36:01) LordCoburn: :: Grins as the first phaser shot from Harper rattles his shields, then dives down and to the left to avoid the bulk of it, answering with a targeted barrage of pulse phaser fire. :: +Rixx+ Ashe, take out another one if you can, but start to pull your ships back. You're about to get encircled out there.
(21:36:15) EnsignJohnTChance: ::Flattened against the bulkhead in a narrow alcove just outside sickbay, notices Kuari as she pokes her head out of the sickbay door. But she doesn't see the intruder on her right leveling an energy weapon:: Kuari! Bad guy at your three o'clock! Duck!
(21:37:03) Ashexana: +Flynn+ Thank you, Charles.
(21:37:45) Ashexana: I like the looks of that Akira class. All weapons, fire.
(21:38:38) LtKuari: :: swivels an ear towards Chance and cocks her head, quickly assessing the threat and pulls back into the room, only to dart to the other side of the door as energy blasts blacken the floor where she lay a moment before. She then pokes out from the other side and picks the pirate off before he has time to re-aim ::
(21:39:03) LordCoburn: :: Winces more sincerely as the Bonhomme Richard crumples under the firepower of Atlantis and her escorts and begins to come apart violently. :: Damn. Sorry, Sandoval. I rather liked you.
(21:39:05) DoctorTav: :: watches engrossed for a moment as Kuari's tail whips around as she searches the corridors, and then realizes that all of his patients are now on the floor, and probably needing some assistance. It's then that he realizes that he wasn't able to get to Tarek, the Bolean Marine who had been brought in. Slowly, he lifts himself up and looks over to see Tarek's biobed, and sees no one there, scorch marks across the surface where it was grazed by
(21:39:30) DoctorTav: Romulan disruptor fire. Tav moves to where the bed and the floor around it are in sight, and comes to the bleak realization that Tarek might have survived had he not made it to Sickbay ::
(21:39:58) VAdmBlackthorne: +Fleetwide+ That's that, next target! :: paints the Rixx ::
(21:40:49) Ashexana: :: watches the weapons fire fly toward the USS Mercury :: Oh no, Ian, we can't have that, can we? :: laughs :: +Escorts+My group, fall back.
(21:42:26) LordCoburn: ACTION> The bulk of the pirate fleet opens up with long range fire at the Federation capital ships, trying to buy Ashexana's group some breathing room to get back behind their lines.
(21:42:47) VAdmBlackthorne: :: gets Atlantis in line for a firing solution on the Rixx before it can slip away ::
(21:43:20) LtLedaHarper: :: With Kuari occupying the doorway, Harper has - with a wary eye over one shoulder - begun to carefully gather up the injured and restore them either to beds or shelter. The medical staff is doing much the same; she has simply interposed herself between them and the still-chaotic hall. ::
(21:43:50) LtKuari: :: pokes her head out again, noting it's clear for the moment, and looks up at Chance :: What are you doing out there? Get in here, I'll cover you.
(21:44:31) EnsignJohnTChance: ::Seeing the pirate fall face first onto the metal floor, dashes out of the alcove and toward the sick bay door::
(21:44:50) CdrTKirr: :: fires on the Rixx ::
(21:45:07) EnsignJohnTChance: Thanks ::nods to the dragon:: It's dangerous out there!
(21:45:26) Ashexana: :: sees quantum torpedos zooming toward her viewer :: Evasives.
(21:46:14) CdrHarper: :: still having decent shields, she manages to find the Flynn again and light up its rear shields ::
(21:46:32) Ashexana: ACTION> The Rixx's shields hold, but it's not a stand-up fighter.
(21:46:35) LtKuari: It is, get in here. You're as helpless as a 'Cara in a slip. :: fires some more ::
(21:47:00) LordCoburn: Alright, Kathryn. I see, for some reason, you want to make this personal.
(21:47:09) Ashexana: Re-engage cloak and get us behind the front.
(21:48:30) Ashexana: ACTION> The Rixx shimmers out of view.
(21:48:44) CdrTKirr: :: takes a moment while her banks recharge and assesses the battle ::
(21:48:46) LordCoburn: :: Directs a pair of drones to attack the Boudica from behind and below. He himself guns his gutsier sublight engines, streaking on ahead of his pursuer at impressive speed. :: Just like my blockade runner days. I really should go find a blockade once this is all over.
(21:49:35) DoctorTav: :: with a sick feeling in his gut, grabs a Tricorder and scans the biobed, finding exactly what he had hoped he would not. Traces of Tarek's DNA are in the air over and now around the biobed, with all the signs necessary to come to the conclusion that he has been disintegrated. Tav closes the Tricorder, shuts down the biobed for inspection. Tav turns away and begins directing his remaining patients to various other biobeds. ::
(21:49:40) CdrHarper: Toasters, Coburn? That is all the respect you have for me? :: is nonetheless delayed by scrapping them ::
(21:51:21) CdrTKirr: Ash> :: growls in frustration as she picks off some cheap targets and avoids their very real weapons ::
(21:51:24) LordCoburn: :: Perhaps Harper will be more heartened to find that once he's opened up enough of a lead, Coburn pulls a fast reverse turn, and comes in with pulse phasers blasting. And at the longer ranges, he can bring all his phaser batteries to bear on a single target. ::
(21:51:35) VAdmBlackthorne: +Fleetwide+ New target!
(21:52:27) CdrHarper: :: swears elaborately in Andorian as she climbs hard, trying to avoid most of the phasers ::
(21:52:32) LtJGAlexisWright: Admiral, the larger ships have made their way around the minefield and are in position to approach the enemy fleet from the flank
(21:53:19) VAdmBlackthorne: Roger that, Lieutenant. +Fleetwide+ Flank group alpha, engage bandit 22, flank group bravo, engage bandit 13!
(21:53:27) LordCoburn: ACTION> The main group opens ranks briefly to let their fleeing comrades through, then close up as the retreating ships come back around to reinforce those flanks. On every ship, fingers grip consoles with a newfound apprehension, knowing the main brawl is about to commence!
(21:53:50) CdrTKirr: Ash> :: swears in Bajoran as she spirals away from the much larger energy fire ::
(21:54:37) Ashexana: :: directs traffic from her cloaked vantage point ::
(21:54:44) EnsignJohnTChance: ::Looks at Kuari with a frown:: The doc had just fixed my wrist and I was headed back when these guys came swarming out of Sickbay. One of them took a shot at me! That's how I got pinned against the wall.
(21:55:48) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> ::Comes screaming in to light up a pair of the drones on Harper's ass, then laughs as he's pelted with wreckage.:: Oh, and on top of everything else, now it's raining!
(21:56:58) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> :: Fires a pair of microquantums at the Errol Flynn, knowing it will have to break off its dogging of Harper to avoid them. ::
(21:57:46) LtKuari: :: takes a moment to stand to all fours and glance at Chance :: Well, Sickbay should be secured now. Marines have got the intruders surrounded, and they can't beam off the ship. I'll be busy no doubt arranging escorts to the brig. :: bumps her nose towards Tav :: Help the doctors with the patients while you're here. I'll let you know when it's clear. :: crawls back to the corner of the doorway ::
(21:59:04) CdrTKirr: Ash> :: helps Chaka out by taking a few shots from the Errol Flynn's other side ::
(21:59:16) CdrHarper: :: watching the sensors to see if Chaka's successful in getting the Flynn off her six, but also turns her climb into a sudden dive ::
(21:59:52) VAdmBlackthorne: +Fleetwide+ ::: fires off a series of rapid orders, directing pre-designated attack groups of three ships to specific targets ::
(22:00:03) EnsignJohnTChance: Sure. ::turns to the doctor, moving patients to various biobeds. Approaches sheepishly :: 'Scuse me, Doc. Can I help with anything?
(22:00:45) LordCoburn: ACTION> The pirate intruders, by now cut off and surrounded, realize they can't possibly hold off the flood of marine reinforcements, so they instead attempt to break out their last trump card. Forming a defensive ring around a supply closet they DID manage to take, one of them opens up a large suitcase, and begins arming a tri-cobalt device!
(22:01:43) CdrTKirr: (Would the arming process show up on internal sensors, set off any alarms?)
(22:02:02) LordCoburn: (Don't see why not.)
(22:02:04) DoctorTav: :: turns to Chance :: Ensign. Welcome back. Didn't expect to see you so soon. Do you have any medical training?
(22:02:07) Ashexana: Get me another clear shot at Atlantis, Ian's not expecting us.
(22:02:59) EnsignJohnTChance: Some. Used to help out at the outpost hospital back home on Mars.
(22:03:47) Ashexana: ACTION> Another plasma torpedo comes out of nowhere and rattles Atlantis.
(22:04:36) EnsignJohnTChance: :: Looks around at the patients :: What can I do to help?
(22:04:38) DoctorTav: Good. Take a moment, assess the patients, and help any of them that you can. We'll have more coming shortly, I can guarantee it.
(22:05:38) EnsignJohnTChance: :: Nods :: I'll do what I can, Doc.
(22:05:51) VAdmBlackthorne: :: growls :: She's back.
(22:06:43) LtJGAlexisWright: Structural integrity fields are holding.
(22:06:56) LordCoburn: These guys really don't like me, do they? Alright, then. Their loss.
(22:07:31) CdrHarper: :: does a sudden flip turn and charges straight at the Flynn, firing another MQ along with phasers ::
(22:08:12) LtKuari: :: freezes as she reads the warnings on her HUD :: +Marines+ All teams on Deck Fifteen, I'm reading a tri-cobalt device being armed! Take their position!
(22:08:13) DoctorTav: + Nolan + Sickbay to Doctor Nolan. We've had intruders here and it's a mess. We can barely service the patients we have now. I'm going to need to direct all crewmembers through Triage, and only the most severe will be coming here until we get a bit cleaned up. I'll be sending some of our ambulatory patients your way in just a moment.
(22:08:35) LordCoburn: :: Suddenly, instead of dodging, the Errol Flynn, just makes a beeline right for the Boudica, eating her volley in order to retaliate with his heavier guns, and continuing on a collision course! ::
(22:09:23) CdrTKirr: Nolan> +Tav+ Understood, Doctor, standing by.
(22:10:39) CdrHarper: :: knows her Mustang can not stand up to this and breaks off, hard ::
(22:11:48) LtKuari: :: takes a moment to assess the lack of weapon discharge her way, disappears around the corner, and tears through the corridor towards the threat ::
(22:13:03) LordCoburn: :: There's his opening. The Flynn just keeps on going, making its escape from the stinging circle of fighters. His mood is further darkened as the Jakarta goes dead on his screens. But so far, the line is holding off any attempts at a breakthrough. ::
(22:13:37) CdrHarper: :: swears elaborately in Tellarite :: +Sharks+ Form up again, we should have support inbound.
(22:14:06) LtLedaHarper: :: Harper has lined up behind Kuari, nodding to the more experienced Marine, and takes off after her at full tilt. The two cover ground with terrifying speed. ::
(22:14:22) LordCoburn: ACTION> And Vinland's shields are at critical levels!
(22:15:42) LtKuari: :: stops short as her armor absorbs a couple shots and the floor is burned at her feet, then bounces back around the bend, flattens herself to the inner wall, and takes up a firing position ::
(22:16:15) LtKuari: (Sorry Harper, I'll let you compensate =P)
(22:16:24) LtLedaHarper: (No worries, you were in front!)
(22:16:55) VAdmBlackthorne: :: directs more traffic as the brawl intensifies, and another ship disappears from the tactical display ::
(22:17:16) LordCoburn: ACTION> Standing in Kuari and Harper's way are four pirates, two to a forced doorway on opposite sides of the corridor, simply trying to make themseves small targets as they lay down as much fire as possible.
(22:18:08) LtLedaHarper: "Dammit." :: Harper adjusts, skids, and is shortly finding a way to fire around Kuari's long-limbed bulk. :: "Tell me we've got pressure coming up from the other side."
(22:19:40) CdrHarper: :: comes back around to find the torpedo ships and their escorts ::
(22:20:02) LordCoburn: ACTION> They've got lots of pressure coming up the other side. Despite the rest of the boarding party having arrayed themselves in multiple lines of defense, they're swiftly buckling under the weight of superior numbers, training and firepower. But they only need a minute to finish arming the damn thing. Then, they've got a Sovereign Class hostage...
(22:20:39) LtKuari: They did receive the order, so they're probably completely surrounded.
(22:21:55) LtLedaHarper: "Head down, Lieutenant." :: There is a tiny, dim whine, and with a skilled flick of the wrist, Harper tosses a grenade down the hallway. Bank shot. It bounces into an alcove. The resulting noise is a muffled, air-shuddering CRUMP. ::
(22:21:58) Ashexana: Let Ian have another one.
(22:21:59) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> :: Falls in behind Harper, admittedly bristling a bit at having a perfectly enjoyable rampage halted by a formation order. :: +Sharks+ Okay! Let's whack that artillery. Then, we can go find stragglers!
(22:22:02) LtKuari: :: wrestles with the urge to pile-drive into the rifle fire, compromising the pirate's position long enough for the marines to swarm in ::
(22:22:23) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Another plasma torpedo slams into Atlantis's shields.
(22:23:18) LtLedaHarper: (Well. An OCCUPIED alcove. I suppose those are 'doorways'.)
(22:23:43) CdrHarper: :: still hoping for some kind of support ::
(22:24:24) LtKuari: :: waits for the blast to pass before jumping up and rushing forward :: +Marines+ Go, go!
(22:24:27) LtJGAlexisWright: I've lost my primary starboard sensor array with that last blast. Compensating.
(22:24:57) VAdmBlackthorne: :: brings his group to bear on another pirate that's in the way ::
(22:25:25) ColDougMcKnight: ACTION> A pirate stares in horror as his buddies suddenly start raining on him. Panicking, he goes for berserk, arming a pair of grenades, and holding one in each hand as he goes charging toward Harper and Kuari with a bellow. His partner instead takes one long look, and goes running back toward what he hopes are more pirates.
(22:28:43) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ Begin the attack run! Use countermeasures against the missiles, or shoot them down with your phasers!
(22:30:15) ColDougMcKnight: :: Having retreated to a safe distance to recharge his shields, Coburn notes the Sharks begin to move. :: Okay. It's been an honor getting to know all of you.
(22:30:35) CdrHarper: :: grits her teeth as she flies in at full power :
(22:31:04) VAdmBlackthorne: :: as the unfortunate ship caught against the Atlantis's group falls, he notes Vinland's shields :: Dammit.
(22:31:07) LtKuari: :: stumbles to a halt as the truth of what's in front of them sinks in and stares for a moment as the pirate runs for them. Making a decision, she reverses course and runs away :: Computer, erect security force field level three directly behind me and ten meters behind it one second after I pass!
(22:31:12) ColDougMcKnight: +Fleetwide+ Bullfrog, Skeeterhawk! All missile tubes, fire! Fighter wings, press them hard! Cut off their escape!
(22:32:10) CdrHarper: :: her enemy missile lock immediately lights :: Fuck!
(22:32:21) ColDougMcKnight: ACTION> Guided missiles fill the starscape. Hundreds of them. And enemy fighters close in from all sides!
(22:32:52) LtLedaHarper: :: Harper, not stupid, catches Kuari's rapid reversal and takes off as well, managing to gain a stride or two. ::
(22:33:15) LordCoburn: Chaka> ...
(22:33:20) LtKuari: (Don't worry, I waited for you to clear my tail)
(22:33:32) LtLedaHarper: (Not worried, but running. RUNNING. RUNNING!)
(22:34:26) LtKuari: Computer> :: bleeps ::
(22:34:49) ColDougMcKnight: ACTION> The pirate is momentarily confused as he goes bouncing back off the forcefield with a bloody nose, the impact enough to snap him out of his panicked frenzy long enough to mutter an "Oh fu-" before the explosion lights up the hallway.
(22:35:02) CdrTKirr: Ash> :: finds a lot less attacking and a lot more counter-measuring ::
(22:35:04) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> About that time, another plasma torpedo slams against our shields.
(22:35:44) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> :: Can't find anything flippant to say. So he just locks on with phasers, finding his counter-measures not doing a lot, and hopes to get lucky. ::
(22:36:55) CdrHarper: :: bites her lip until it bleeds, finger poised over the trigger, ready to fire phasers to intercept the missile with her name on it :::
(22:37:07) CdrTKirr: Shields at thirty-five percent. :: continues to deplete Atlantis' ample store of torpedoes at a rate only found in the most epic of battles ::
(22:37:11) VAdmBlackthorne: I'm really getting tired of that.
(22:38:27) ColDougMcKnight: ACTION> Just then, a hail goes out to all the Starfleet fighters still flying. "All fighter wings, back in formation! Close up, now!"
(22:39:09) LtKuari: :: gets up from the floor as it rocks underneath them and stares at the painted corridor ending neatly along the security field ::
(22:40:01) CdrHarper: +Sharks,Jets,Berserkers+ All fighters, comply with that order! :: has no idea where it came from, but it seemed like a desperate one ::
(22:40:49) VAdmBlackthorne: Next time that happens, immediately return fire in that direction.
(22:41:06) ColDougMcKnight: ACTION> Shortly thereafter, a pirate ship is blown to bits by a hail of photon torpedoes, and a Galaxy Class ship comes hurtling through the cloud of plasma and debris. It's the USS Revenge. Its shields are down, and fires burn visibly along its outer hull, but it's punched through all the pirate lines, and it's making straight for the missiles!
(22:41:16) LtLedaHarper: "We're clear!" :: Despite the security field, Harper too has hit the deck - from the grenades or the constant gravel-in-a-coffee-can rattling of the Atlantis, there's no telling. She levers herself upright and takes off at full speed down the corridor, leaving bootprints in the splatter on the floor. Heaven help the cleaning crew. ::
(22:41:19) CdrTKirr: Ash> :: eager for some direction, does as she's told and forms up ::
(22:41:44) CdrTKirr: Aye, sir.
(22:43:13) LtKuari: (Assuming you waited for the security field to be taken down before running through it)
(22:43:21) LtLedaHarper: (Well, yes.)
(22:43:29) LtKuari: (Kay!) :: joins Harper ::
(22:43:34) LtLedaHarper: (Or I'd bounce off it too.)
(22:43:36) CdrHarper: +All Fighters+ All fighters, follow the Revenge!
(22:44:30) CdrTKirr: Ash> :: tails the Revenge, trailing just off its wake in case it starts to fall apart ::
(22:44:32) ColDougMcKnight: ACTION> Moments later, it will be clear why the fighters were ordered to bunch up. The tighter formation is small enough that Captain Gant is able to put his ship's massive saucer section between them and the missiles. Its phasers begin firing in a seemingly wild, but actually careful barrage, taking out as many missiles as it can.
(22:45:26) LtJGAlexisWright: That's the Revenge up ahead! Complete shield failure, severe hull damage, and their structural integrity fields are failing. Estimate destruction in 30 seconds. Shall we attempt to beam off the crew?
(22:45:28) CdrTKirr: Ash> :: nevermind, plays Galaxy-shield ::
(22:45:40) CdrHarper: :: follows the Revenge in formation, thankful for the break, as is her lip ::
(22:46:03) VAdmBlackthorne: :: frowns :: They're too far out.
(22:46:25) ColDougMcKnight: ACTION> It's not enough. It was never going to be enough, and the Revenge takes hit...after hit...after hit! The missile warheads are for killing fighters, not capital ships, but with that many, the saucer begins to come apart. But another hail goes out.
(22:46:52) ColDougMcKnight: Gant> +Fighters+ You're clear! Go! Go! Give 'em hell!
(22:47:24) LtJGAlexisWright: :: presses her lips together and flashes out a message for any ships in range to grab the Revenge's crew - knowing it's unlikely, but just in case ::
(22:48:34) CdrHarper: +Fighters+ Full speed, all attacks on the torpedo ships!
(22:48:56) VAdmBlackthorne: ::: sees what the Revenge did :: Gant, you magnificent bastard.
(22:49:32) CdrTKirr: Ash> :: now with a clear path ahead, moves ahead full and picks her targets with a determined grin :: Meet your worst nightmare! Meet the Sharks!
(22:50:12) LordCoburn: :: Watches in...horror. For a moment, all he can do is stare as the Revenge comes apart. Then, he notices the escape pods detaching from the ship. The Captain had to have known...:: +Fleetwide+ This is Coburn to all ships. Anyone who fires on those escape pods is dead! You hear me? Dead!
(22:50:54) CdrHarper: +Sharks,Jets,Berserkers+ Empty your weapons stores!
(22:51:08) CdrHarper: +Sharks+ Do not let that sacrifice be in vain!
(22:51:37) CdrHarper: :: targets the lead torpedo ship and starts to deplete her MQ inventory ::
(22:51:57) VAdmBlackthorne: :: frowns, figuring those escape pods are toast ::
(22:52:31) CdrTKirr: Ash> :: fires all she's got on Harper's target ::
(22:52:51) LordCoburn: ACTION> Coburn orders his fighters to give pursuit, but they'd been closing in to capitalize on a barrage that never struck home, and they're out of position. They won't catch up in time! The Errol Flynn zooms right on past the escape pods, targeting the rear fighters and opening up, even though he knows it's too late.
(22:53:53) ColDougMcKnight: Chaka> ::Launches one torpedo after another!::
(22:54:24) CdrHarper: :: sees the lead ship starting to fall apart and comes around in a loop for the second one ::
(22:55:08) LtKuari: :: comes upon the closet, only to find the marines behind beat her and Harper to it, the device safely dormant ::
(22:55:51) ColDougMcKnight: Pirate bomb tech> ::On his knees, hands behind his head, which has multiple phasers pointed at it. :: Uh...heh. Parley?
(22:56:08) CdrHarper: (Ha, nice)
(22:56:18) VAdmBlackthorne: (Five minute warning!)
(22:56:55) CdrHarper: :: saves back a few MQs and drops cluster bombs (rocket assisted, for space use) on top of the second torpedo ship's hull ::
(22:57:45) LordCoburn: ACTION> The USS Revenge goes up in smoke. Smoke and a whole lot of fire. So do three fighters of the Jet and Berserker squadrons. And so does one torpedo ship!
(22:57:51) LtKuari: Right now? :: lowers her head :: Brig. Move.
(22:58:16) CdrHarper: :: follows with a few smart bombs and phaser shots, lighting that second ship up with the rest of the fighters, almost with impunity ::
(22:58:29) LordCoburn: PBT> Right.
(22:58:41) VAdmBlackthorne: The Sharks are through! One torpedo ship down.
(22:59:01) LtKuari: :: reports up to Wright that the intrusion has been neutralized ::
(22:59:14) Ashexana: +Coburn+ Charlie dear, I think it may be time for us to execute our backup plan.
(22:59:16) LordCoburn: Coburn> Crap. All fighters, break off pursuit! Form up around the third torpedo ship! We can still save that one!
(22:59:40) LtJGAlexisWright: Marines report that the intrusion into Sickbay has been neutralized, Admiral.
(23:00:06) VAdmBlackthorne: Excellent. See to it that it doesn't happen again, also known as keep the bloody shields up.
(23:00:17) LtJGAlexisWright: Engineering is dispatching repair crews immediately to assess and repair the hull damage.
(23:00:20) CdrTKirr: (lol)
(23:00:25) LtJGAlexisWright: Keeping bloody shields up, aye sir.
(23:00:31) LtJGAlexisWright: :: straight face ::
(23:00:53) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> About that time, another plasma torpedo hits us, seemingly out of spite.
(23:00:59) Ashexana: :: it was out of spite ::
(23:01:42) CdrTKirr: :: fires immediately, having waited for it ::
(23:02:12) Ashexana: :: thrown out of her chair as the Rixx takes an unshielded quantum torpedo hit from T'Kirr's shot ::
(23:02:28) CdrHarper: PAUSE SIM
(23:02:32) CdrHarper: PAUSE SIM
(23:02:35) LtJGAlexisWright: Admiral, I'm having difficulty keeping bloody shields up due to repeated violation by plasma torpedoes. Advise making the Rixx go boom.
(23:02:36) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(23:02:40) LtJGAlexisWright: :: || ::
(23:02:42) VAdmBlackthorne: (THIS WINDOW, DAMMIT)
(23:02:49) CdrTKirr: There you go. =P :: pauses ::
(23:03:03) Ashexana: PAUSE SIM (Me too?)
(23:03:05) DoctorTav: :: pauses, kicking a dead pirate's head in the process ::
(23:03:22) LtJGAlexisWright: I read that as "licking" for a sec and that was weird.
(23:03:33) CdrTKirr: Only 3 "pause sims"... sorry.
(23:03:50) CdrTKirr: Clean up on Deck Fifteen.
(23:04:19) DoctorTav: It's a mess. Though, I don't know how much body would be left after two grenades simultaneously go off right next to you.
(23:04:40) LtJGAlexisWright: By the way, my last statement WAS intended to be said in character before the pause.
(23:04:42) VAdmBlackthorne: Nicely done, folks!
(23:04:50) CdrTKirr: I liked it.
(23:04:51) LtLedaHarper: Messy. Messy messy. But awesome.
(23:04:57) DoctorTav: That had to be one hell of a ride in that corridor!
(23:05:03) CdrTKirr: ...Your last statement, not the bombs.
(23:05:13) LtJGAlexisWright: <3 T'Kirr
(23:05:21) CdrTKirr: ^_^
(23:05:25) DoctorTav: You got it out before the last PAUSE SIM. It counts.
(23:05:31) LtKuari: :: eyes narrow :: Blooood...
(23:05:49) VAdmBlackthorne: Spatula crew, deck 15!
(23:05:58) CdrTKirr: Ew.
(23:06:25) DoctorTav: To quote Achmed, "Hey, where did that pirate go?" "Over there, over there and up there."
(23:06:55) LordCoburn: Well, I for one have not had to multi-task like that in some time. Sorry again if I was a bit slow getting to anything. But next week should slow down a little.
(23:06:55) VAdmBlackthorne: I KILL YOU!
(23:07:08) VAdmBlackthorne: A brilliant job multitasking, I must say.
(23:07:09) LtLedaHarper: Coburn, you were FANTASTIC. Don't even sweat it.
(23:07:24) LtLedaHarper: We groundpounders will get to boot heads later.
(23:07:29) DoctorTav: I was impressed. You guys kept things moving.
(23:07:38) EnsignJohnTChance: Hey, I finally found the tricorder. Is it over?
(23:07:46) CdrTKirr: I appreciate the attention to the hallway, Mike, ty
(23:07:49) LtLedaHarper: Until next week anyway.
(23:08:59) LtJGAlexisWright: Yes, excellent. Even this little lab monkey gets to be involved. ^_^
(23:10:08) LordCoburn: Well, I'm glad people had fun. Jason and I have been looking forward to seeing if we could execute this right for awhile now.
(23:10:21) LordCoburn: At least I was.
(23:10:22) LtLedaHarper: One more week! More KABOOMS!
(23:10:57) CdrTKirr: Did a great job. =)
(23:11:23) VAdmBlackthorne: Definitely a great job by everyone.
(23:11:47) CdrTKirr: Tav and I both gotta get up early though... I got inservice again and he's taking me to work. >_<
(23:12:02) VAdmBlackthorne: Good night to all!
(23:12:03) LtLedaHarper: pish. Go forth and crash hard.
(23:12:15) LtKuari left the room.
(23:12:17) LordCoburn: Night, then! Sleep well.
(23:12:17) Ashexana left the room (quit: Quit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(23:12:19) VAdmBlackthorne: And see you all next week! (Where we may have a possible new crew member... well, new to some of you. :) )
(23:12:26) EnsignJohnTChance: Yeah and I got to get up tomorrow and wander into a real fight. Thanks for letting me play!
(23:12:29) LtJGAlexisWright: All except me
(23:12:36) LtJGAlexisWright: As mentioned, I will not be here next week
(23:12:45) CdrTKirr: Gonna twist a certain part of his anatomy first I see of him
(23:12:46) VAdmBlackthorne: Break a leg at the audition.
(23:12:50) LtJGAlexisWright: Thanks!
(23:12:54) LtJGAlexisWright: <3 nini!
(23:13:28) DoctorTav: Good luck at that fight, Chance. It is a very important one.