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(21:18:45) The topic for #ST_MissionRoom1 is: =/\= Star Trek: Engage Mission Room 1 =/\=
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(21:27:00) CO_Capt_Harper: BEGIN SIM
(21:27:01) CO_Capt_Harper: BEGIN SIM
(21:27:02) CO_Capt_Harper: BEGIN SIM
(21:27:34) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: steps back from TAC 1 a moment and rubs the bridge of his nose. ::
(21:27:50) CO_Capt_Harper: :: sitting in the center seat, looking over the plan once more ::
(21:29:03) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: watches sensors, still not sure she successfully conveyed her idea ::
(21:30:14) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Is at the ENG console, setting up the sensor device to make Atlantis look like the Enterprise. Also send a notification to engineering asking for an immediate update of the prefix codes.::
(21:30:24) MED_Ens_Morsby: ::organizes the sickbay beds, restocks all of the cupboards with medecine, fills up the IVs, pops a few stress pills (safe dose, over the counter)::
(21:30:39) CO_Capt_Harper: :: turns to the Engineering console :: ENG: How is our disguise coming?
(21:31:31) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: works at the secondary science station, checking to make sure that her power redistribution program was set to the proper contingencies ::
(21:33:08) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: CO: The difficulty comes from knowing that Mr LaForge modifies the specific emissions of the Enterprise so regularly.
(21:34:03) MED_Ens_Morsby: ::Prepares proper materials for setting casts, runs down his list of known diseases that are treatable, but can be fatal in moments, and memeorizes the exact treatments::
(21:34:33) CO_Capt_Harper: ENG: Time is becoming short, Lieutenant.
(21:34:46) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: CO: But it is coming along... and I believe Mr Quinn is almost ready with our prefix codes.
(21:35:03) CO_Capt_Harper: ENG: Excellent. :: stands and crosses to Sci Ii ::
(21:35:40) CO_Capt_Harper: SCI: Lieutenant, get the Sharks to their birds.
(21:36:31) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: looks up :: CO: Aye sir. :: taps out a message on the console before locking it down until someone retakes the station :: Permission to join them, sir?
(21:36:44) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: from next to Harper, busy at his console, but looks up at Harper and T'Lira ::
(21:37:33) CO_Capt_Harper: SCI: Granted. :: passes her a PADD with mission details :: I am appointing you Acting CAG.
(21:38:41) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: blinks :: CO: Thank you, sir. :: takes the PADD and glances at it briefly before standing, turning to head towards the turbolift ::
(21:38:47) NAV_2Lt_Suzuki: :: stands and looks at the Captain :: CO: Permission to leave the helm, Sir?
(21:38:55) CO_Capt_Harper: NAV: Granted. Good hunting, should it be necessary.
(21:40:18) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: watches T'Lira go, smirking slightly ::
(21:40:39) NAV_2Lt_Suzuki: CO: Thank you. Good piloting, should it be necessary. :: the corners of her lips twitch ever so slightly ::
(21:40:57) NAV_2Lt_Suzuki: :: joins T'Lira in the TL ::
(21:41:07) CO_Capt_Harper: :: eyes the empty helm with a grin, then remembers something ::
(21:41:32) CO_Capt_Harper: :: produces a Box from her pocket and hands it to Vallero :: XO: Congratulations on your promotion and sorry about your luck.
(21:42:06) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: blinks in surprise, his hands coming up automatically to receive the Box :: Wait, what?
(21:42:38) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: orders the turbolift to the fighter bay, looking over the PADD as it goes ::
(21:42:40) CO_Capt_Harper: XO: You are supposed to act like an Admiral, so you had better look the part.
(21:43:03) ColDougMcKnight: ACTION> A hail comes in on an encrypted channel, its broadcast source impossible to immediately determine.
(21:43:07) XO_Cdr_Vallero: CO: Oh. Right. Of course. :: shakes his head ::
(21:43:42) CO_Capt_Harper: :: sits down at the helm like seeing an old friend again ::
(21:44:03) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: XO: If you require any advice on how to sound more important than you are... do not be afraid to ask. ::Laughs, as he finishes up his fine tuning of the sensor device.::
(21:45:00) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: makes a face at Ilaihr :: ENG: I'm sure I'll be fine, thank you.
(21:45:46) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: pins on his props to his collar ::
(21:45:46) CO_Capt_Harper: :: runs her fingers over the controls, habitually checking systems ::
(21:46:04) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Smiles back.::
(21:46:23) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: suppresses a smirk ::
(21:46:51) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: the turbolift reaches the fighter bay and she heads for the locker room, quickly pulling on her flight suit ::
(21:47:10) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Bridge: We are being hailed, encrypted channel. Source undetermined.
(21:47:22) CO_Capt_Harper: CSO: On screen.
(21:47:30) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: switches chairs, now seated center ::
(21:47:37) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: complies ::
(21:47:53) CO_Capt_Harper: :: looks at the viewer from her new old vantage point ::
(21:49:16) ColDougMcKnight: :: His face appears onscreen, or would if not for the armored visor concealing it. :: *Bridge * Howdy, folks. How's the Enterprise doing?
(21:50:30) CO_Capt_Harper: *McKnight* Nearly ready to go. What is the situation there?
(21:50:46) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: smiles at McKnight on screen, still fussing with his collar ::
(21:51:28) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: quietly signals the team that it's time to go get in position. ::
(21:52:34) ColDougMcKnight: *CO* So far so good. I'll keep it short, just in case they start monitoring some of these low band frequencies. Strike teams are on the ground, and we have a list of targets drawn up. We've already placed a tap on their comm system, and there's no sign we've been detected. The Minuteman will have finished deploying subspace amplifiers by now.
(21:52:49) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: heads for her fighter, running a quick check and preparing for the possibility that they may be needed for this mission. ::
(21:52:55) ColDougMcKnight: *CO* Jamming and pyrotechnics are a go at your signal.
(21:54:08) CO_Capt_Harper: *McKnight* Excellent. If you see us go to warp, that will be the signal that our ruse has failed. And should it, then everyone watch your collective asses.
(21:55:05) ColDougMcKnight: :: Chuckles and grins a hidden grin. :: *CO* Seeya in Hell, Captain. Signing off.
(21:56:25) CO_Capt_Harper: *McKnight* Enterprise out. ::: smirks ::
(21:56:26) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Comms Engineering.:: *CEO*: Lieutenant, I believe our sensor mask is as close to the Enterprise as is possible. What is the status of the code changes, sir?
(21:57:00) CSO_LCdr_Wright: ENG: We did adjust the name and numbers on the saucer, right?
(21:57:25) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: sends a message to Randen that when he leaves the bridge to go lead the away team, he would like Randen to follow ::
(21:58:03) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: CSO: There was no time...
(21:58:38) NAV_2Lt_Suzuki: :: exits the locker room while securing her helmet, crossing to her fighter as well to initiate pre-flight::
(21:58:38) TAC_1LT_Randen: :: Manning the TAC 2 console and replies in the affirmative to Wolfe's message. ::
(21:58:51) CSO_LCdr_Wright: ENG: ...Are you messing with me?
(22:00:08) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Shakes head.:: CSO: I am afraid not. And at Slipstream, there is no guarantee the crew would have been safe doing so.
(22:02:13) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: CSO: And I believe if they are close enough to read our nameplate... they will almost assuredly know who we are by then.
(22:02:57) CEO_LtQuinn: *ENG* Turns out they make completely switching over all the codes a little bit involved these days. But we're all set. Nobody's going to be flicking out off switch today.
(22:04:58) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: *CEO*: How dare they... ::Chuckles.:: But the captain will be most pleased with this information, Lieutenant. Thank you.
(22:07:01) MED_Ens_Morsby: ::continues to prepare the sickbay::
(22:08:03) CO_Capt_Harper: ENG: While we travel, see if you can set up a holoprojection over the hull lettering to complete the illusion. I imagine that would be trivial.
(22:10:18) CO_Capt_Harper: *CTO* Major, are your Marines ready for potential combat zone insertion?
(22:11:35) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Smiles.:: CO: I believe we can do that. I am certain I heard that exact thought wondering around the room...
(22:11:47) CTO_Major_Wolfe: CO: Marines are ready to go. I was just about to head to the Transporter Room myself. :: nods at Randen ::
(22:12:12) ColDougMcKnight: Rak'nar> ::Whistling a jauntily bloody tune as he takes a whet stone to his Mek'leth.::
(22:12:46) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: with that, turns on his heel and steps into the TL ::
(22:13:01) CO_Capt_Harper: Bridge: Alright. It looks like we are ready. :: enters the target coordinates into the computer to calculate a slipstream solution ::
(22:13:28) CO_Capt_Harper: ENG: Everything else is complete with engineering?
(22:13:41) CO_Capt_Harper: XO: Make the ship ready for slipstream flight.
(22:13:53) NAV_2Lt_Suzuki: :: sitting in the cockpit of her Mustang, finishing up a second preflight check ::
(22:14:00) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Prepares a number of portable holoemitters to project the Enterprise's nameplate. Just has to get the right transporter placement.::
(22:14:10) MED_Ens_Morsby: Audio Log: The sickbay has been prepared for any new arrivals. I am now contemplating if the medical profession is growing useless with the advancements of technology. If one day human bodies shall become disposable, and we will abandon our biology for engineering. I can't say I compleltely reject the idea. Professions are formed around the current situation. Humanity has simply been stuck in one position for a long time.
(22:14:51) XO_Cdr_Vallero: CTO: Major Wolfe. Shields up.
(22:15:05) CO_Capt_Harper: :: lets her hair down in case she's seen on camera, so she won't look immediately like her Captain's photo ::
(22:15:58) CTO_Major_Wolfe: TAC_Ens_Varack> XO: Uh, aye, sir. Shields up and prepared for Slipstream Flight.
(22:16:18) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Wishes for a moment that the Captain would be comfortable with telepathic confirmation, with a more personal affirmation, but restrains himself.:: CO: Indeed, Captain. May fortune favour the bold.
(22:17:05) CO_Capt_Harper: ENG: Indeed. :: looks down at the console as the computer finishes ::
(22:17:21) CO_Capt_Harper: Bridge: Engaging warp, stand by for slipstream.
(22:17:33) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: notices Wolfe is gone, thinking he was too distracted with rehearsing to himself :: TAC: Ah, sorry, Ensign.
(22:17:50) CO_Capt_Harper: :: hits the warp drive and Atlantis speeds off into the black ::
(22:18:06) CTO_Major_Wolfe: TAC_Ens_Varack> XO: No problem, sir.
(22:18:40) CO_Capt_Harper: :: engages the slipstream drive ::
(22:18:54) CO_Capt_Harper: :: finding it refreshing to do that again ::
(22:19:10) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: Arrives outside Transporter Room 1 and checks with his team. :: AT: You guys ready? :: suits himself up as he feels the Slipstream Drive engage ::
(22:19:26) CO_Capt_Harper: Bridge: Slipstream in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...
(22:19:33) CO_Capt_Harper: ACTION> The slipstream forms and Atlantis enters smoothly.
(22:19:50) TAC_1LT_Randen: :: Follows Wolfe all the way to TR1. ::
(22:21:40) CO_Capt_Harper: ACTION> Time passes while we travel...
(22:22:10) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: :: enters TR1, suited up and ready to go ::
(22:22:22) TAC_1LT_Randen: :: And also suits up. ::
(22:23:48) CO_Capt_Harper: Bridge: Exiting slipstream in one minute. Get your acting warmed up.
(22:23:54) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: runs a few last minute checks on her fighter ::
(22:24:07) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Transports the holoemitters onto the outside of the hull. The projection is transparent at first, but slowly fades the lettering "U.S.S. Atlantis (etc)" away to the colouring of the hull plating, then fadining in "U.S.S Enterprise N.C.C 1701-E.::
(22:24:09) CO_Capt_Harper: :: makes sure her hair covers her pips and resolves to keep her face buried in the console ::
(22:24:47) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: enters the Transporter Room and steps on the pad. :: Chief: Ready when you're signaled by the Bridge. Make sure the other two teams are ready as well.
(22:25:31) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: CO: We are now officially, The Enterprise.
(22:25:43) NAV_2Lt_Suzuki: *SCI* Sehlat, Jester. What are your orders?
(22:26:02) CO_Capt_Harper: ENG: Ever think you would be working on that ship? :: smirks ::
(22:27:06) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: CO: I never thought I'd be working on Atlantis. ::Shrugs.:: Fate has some odd turn of events. ::Smiles.::
(22:27:27) CO_Capt_Harper: ENG: I prefer this one anyway.
(22:27:45) CO_Capt_Harper: ACTION> Atlantis exits slipstream...
(22:28:14) CO_Capt_Harper: Bridge: Normal space achieved. Drift is 1.1 AU, making for the rogue planet at full impulse.
(22:28:24) CO_Capt_Harper: ACTION> And we are immediately hailed.
(22:28:40) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Bridge: We are being hailed.
(22:28:53) CO_Capt_Harper: XO: The show is yours, Admiral.
(22:28:59) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: makes himself comfortable in the chair, taking on a bored-but-have-to-be-alert expression :: CO: Let's do this.
(22:29:10) XO_Cdr_Vallero: CSO: On screen.
(22:29:19) CO_Capt_Harper: :: buries her face in the console like a good, studious navigator ::
(22:30:06) CTO_Major_Wolfe: *ALL TEAMS* Alright. Visors closed and sealed. We're going any second. :: closes and seals his own visor ::
(22:30:37) TAC_1LT_Randen: :: Steps onto the pad and closes his visor. ::
(22:30:50) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: sends a reponse in text "Stand by for Admiral Smith" and then puts the message onscreen after a few beats of pause ::
(22:31:37) SCI_Lt_TLira: *Sharks* Orders are to launch when the Atlantis enters the atmosphere, disable external defenses and provide air support for the Marines. Once the Marines have control on the ground, we are to assist the Atlantis.
(22:31:38) CO_Capt_Harper: ACTION> A plain-looking woman appears on screen, wearing a nondescript civilian outfit.
(22:32:03) CO_Capt_Harper: Woman> *Atlantis* This is mining station Zebulon, state your business. :: flatly ::
(22:32:55) CO_Capt_Harper: :: wants to look up, not expecting that ::
(22:33:06) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: looks at his HUD to make sure all his marines are ready. :: *ALL TEAMS* Remember, guys. We may be starting out in a hydrogen atmosphere. Do NOT take any chances.
(22:33:08) CO_Capt_Harper: ::: but continues to navigate, navigate, navigate ::
(22:33:21) XO_Cdr_Vallero: Woman: Passage through. Admiral Smith of the Enterprise. :: just as flatly ::
(22:33:27) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: looks up at the woman on the screen, all business ::
(22:35:17) CO_Capt_Harper: Woman> *Atlantis* We normally don't see Starfleet out here, at least not something more than a freighter to haul dilithium.
(22:37:05) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: thinking silently to herself :: There must be some kind of passphrase.
(22:37:39) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Keeps an eye on the camouflage systems, monitoring the power flow and emissions.::
(22:38:10) XO_Cdr_Vallero: *Zebulon* :: sets his jaw in an annoyed fashion :: Of course you don't. The particulars of my business aren't for you to know, however. I don't have all day.
(22:39:00) CO_Capt_Harper: Woman> *Atlantis* Of course not, Admiral. Please transmit your clearance.
(22:40:53) TAC_1LT_Randen: *CTO* Understood.
(22:41:25) XO_Cdr_Vallero: *Zebulon* :: sits up straighter, leaning forward, at the same time thinking shit, shit, shit :: Clearance is for, as you say, freighters. Are you confused? Do I need to explain to your superior why I've been delayed?
(22:41:42) CO_Capt_Harper: :: swallows uncomfortably ::
(22:42:20) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: internally berates herself for not anticipating that demand ::
(22:44:08) CO_Capt_Harper: Woman> *Atlantis* Admiral, I am certain someone of your rank would understand the importance of following protocol. My superiors would be angrier at me for deviating than failing to give in to the demands of a Starfleet Admiral. So, please transmit your clearance so we can be about your business.
(22:44:46) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: in text to ENG :: Can we do anything about this?
(22:44:50) CO_Capt_Harper: :: idly pushes buttons to change status screens to look busy ::
(22:45:30) CO_Capt_Harper: :: while watching their distance to the planet close ::
(22:46:37) XO_Cdr_Vallero: *Zebulon* :: sighs dramatically and punches in a code to his chair arm, transmitting the only S31 code he knows to Wright for her to send, hoping for the best but not expecting it to work. He takes comfort in knowing the entire ship is ready for action :: Whatever you say. Just get it over with.
(22:47:04) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Writes back.:: Possibly...
(22:48:02) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: sees the code come in from Vallero at the same time she gets Ilaihr's reply :: ... :: sends the code and replies to Ilaihr :: not fast enough, I think...
(22:48:06) CO_Capt_Harper: :: keeps the "Enterprise" flying casually ::
(22:48:46) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: looks confident ::
(22:49:00) CO_Capt_Harper: Woman> :: receives the code and looks at it, not a scrap of reaction showing on her face :: *Atlantis* Stand by, Enterprise. :: cuts the transmission ::
(22:49:20) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: shuts his eyes ::
(22:49:33) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Bridge: Transmission terminated at the other end. Channel closed.
(22:49:47) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: eyes dart to Harper ::
(22:50:18) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: suddenly wonders where Vallero came up with that code :: XO: What did I send them?
(22:50:34) CO_Capt_Harper: :: looks up :: XO: Did it work?
(22:50:57) XO_Cdr_Vallero: CSO: Long story.
(22:51:00) XO_Cdr_Vallero: CO: I don't know. I doubt it.
(22:51:33) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: dubious ::
(22:51:46) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Does love a good story; his ears perk up, and antenna twitch.::
(22:52:56) XO_Cdr_Vallero: CSO: Any signs of a reaction?
(22:54:36) CSO_LCdr_Wright: XO: None that I have seen, Com...Admiral.
(22:54:43) CO_Capt_Harper: ACTION> Two previously-unseen ships light up on sensors, speeding toward us.
(22:55:09) CSO_LCdr_Wright: XO: Scratch that, two ships approaching quickly!
(22:55:17) XO_Cdr_Vallero: CO: Yeah. That's bad.
(22:55:31) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: Self: Hmmm. Perhaps they are coming for supper...
(22:55:34) CSO_LCdr_Wright: XO: Perhaps it's an escort?
(22:55:36) CO_Capt_Harper: Bridge: Alright, time for Plan B! Hold on, this will be rough.
(22:56:09) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: squeezes her eyes shut in dismay ::
(22:56:20) XO_Cdr_Vallero: CSO: Unfortunately, no. This would be aggressive protocol. Let's get out of here.
(22:56:50) CO_Capt_Harper: XO: Stand by.... and here we go. :: engages the warp drive at precisely warp 5.56, calculated based on distance to the planet ::
(22:57:17) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: curses himself inwardly, having failed again, and waits for Plan B ::
(22:57:50) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: is extremely upset that violence is the only way forward, and kind of wishes she were somewhere else ::
(22:58:11) CO_Capt_Harper: ACTION> Less than a minute later, Atlantis emerges in a dark, thick, atmosphere, with a significant jolt as she is unsuited to such flight conditions appearing suddenly.
(22:58:45) CO_Capt_Harper: Bridge: Launch Mustangs! Beam down Marines!
(22:59:28) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: Self: Oh, that feeling takes me back... ::Braces himself, and awaits the Captain's orders.::
(22:59:30) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: swallows against her lurching stomach ::
(22:59:32) CO_Capt_Harper: :: fights with the impulse engines to maintain controlled flight ::
(22:59:34) ColDougMcKnight: :: Somewhere, as the automatic signal is relayed to him, is entirely unsurprised that it's come to violence. Taking a deep breath, he powers up a big fucking gun, and turns to his men. :: Marines: Okay, boys. Go time.
(22:59:43) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: feels the transporter begin the process of gently tearing him atom from atom ::
(22:59:57) ColDougMcKnight: :: Opens fire, blasting a hole in his chosen spot of the perimeter defenses. :: For the Federation!
(23:00:01) NAV_2Lt_Suzuki: :: in her cockpit, prepping for launch ::
(23:00:11) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: reassembles on the planet surrounded by the other marines from all the transport teams ::
(23:00:53) CO_Capt_Harper: PAUSE SIM
(23:00:54) CO_Capt_Harper: PAUSE SIM
(23:00:55) CO_Capt_Harper: PAUSE SIM