Conversation with #st_missionroom1 at Wed Apr 5 20:59:54 2017 on VAdmBlackthorne@chat.startrekengage.com (irc)
(21:20:36) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:20:37) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:20:39) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:21:07) NAV_CaptHarper: :: at the helm, of course :: XO: Captain, we are scheduled to exit warp in ten minutes.
(21:21:22) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: sitting at SciOps, looking at local scan data with mild discomfort despite the escort ::
(21:21:49) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: in the ready room, practicing Klingon and reading up on more customs ::
(21:22:07) XO_Capt_TKirr: NAV: Thank you. :: taps idly at her armchair console screen ::
(21:22:10) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: continues scanning the area, even though they are deep, deep, deep in Klingon waters and a fight here would be interesting, bright, and most likely short. ::
(21:24:14) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: then gets the phlegm out of his throat with a drink of Scotch ::
(21:24:39) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Self: Oh my it has been an age since I last came to Qo'nos.
(21:24:47) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: wonders whether there will be any diplomatic functions, and if so - her expression turns sour - if she will be expected to eat Klingon food. Such as it is. ::
(21:25:48) TAC_1LT_Randen: :: Assisting Wolfe with scanning the area. They didn't want to get caught with their pants down in this area of space. ::
(21:27:09) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::decides to head up to the Bridge.. being at Q'onos is actually interesting..::
(21:28:10) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Self: To hell with this. They'll help or they won't. Hell, any atttempts of mine to fit in will likely be met with derision. :: takes another sip ::
(21:29:49) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Thinks about all of his past engagements with the Klingons, his eyes and antennae rolling around as he pondered to himself.:: Self: And I am at least partially certain, there isn't anyone who wants me particularly dead.
(21:30:10) XO_Capt_TKirr: *CO* Bridge to Blackthorne. We'll be arriving momentarily.
(21:30:19) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: *XO* On my way.
(21:30:45) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::steps off the turbolift onto the Bridge , humming the klingon opera passage that was being played in the turbolift, since no one has changed the elevator music yet::
(21:32:06) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Notes Tailor.:: MED: I see we have someone who appreciates one of the Klingons' rare gifts to the galaxy.
(21:32:52) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: takes the last drink of liquid courage from his glass, then exits to the bridge ::
(21:32:56) MED_Ens_Tailor: ENG: Oddly enough, it's one of the few types of music that I like to listen to when doing a surgery.. ::grins, going to her station to sign in::
(21:34:12) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: can appreciate Klingon Opera, but the food... ugh... the food...
(21:34:20) NAV_CaptHarper: CO: Arriving at Qo'noS momentarily, Admiral.
(21:34:28) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: glances up at Blackthorne as he enters, listening to Tailor's and Ilaihr's conversation but not commenting ::
(21:34:41) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: NAV: Thank you, Captain. :: takes his seat with a smile at T'Kirr ::
(21:35:18) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Chuckles.::
(21:35:30) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: preparing to open the channels she is fairly certain she will be asked to open soon ::
(21:36:19) NAV_CaptHarper: :: watches the readouts as Atlantis exits warp on schedule ::
(21:37:37) NAV_CaptHarper: CO: Now approaching Qo'noS. I have received flight data and orbital parameters from local traffic control.
(21:38:08) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: NAV: Follow them. CSO: Put it on screen.
(21:38:15) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::Klingon food's not bad.. she usually prefers strong tastes..::
(21:38:20) NAV_CaptHarper: :: flies the course the Klingons tell her to ::
(21:38:28) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: puts it on screen ::
(21:38:43) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: looks up on screen, curious ::
(21:38:46) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The green-tinted planet of Qo'noS appears on the main viewer, a rare sight for many.
(21:39:07) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::looks up on screen, indeed a rare sight which she's never seen before::
(21:39:29) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: gazes upon Qo'noS ::
(21:40:10) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: looks with great interest at Qo'noS, noting planetary geological features, resisting an urge to scan the planet ::
(21:40:34) NAV_CaptHarper: :: enters into the orbit that she was given :: CO: Orbit achieved.
(21:41:56) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: NAV: Thank you. All: Now, let's see what kind of welcome we get.
(21:43:14) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Predictably, we're hailed.
(21:44:05) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: stands at the ready ::
(21:45:49) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: Admiral, we're being hailed.
(21:45:57) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: Put `em on screen.
(21:46:21) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: puts 'em on screen. Is the Admiral usually that casual? ::
(21:46:39) Taj_MaqeS: :: appears again on the main viewer, chuckling :: CO: Admiral Blackthorne, you would not believe the comm traffic directed at my ship for having led you here.
(21:47:12) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: MaqeS: I can only imagine. Aren't we all such good friends, though?
(21:48:38) Taj_MaqeS: CO: Naturally, Admiral. What I have managed to arrange is that several heads of Houses will meet. Aboard your ship.
(21:49:22) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: perks an eyebrow, but manages not to make it very noticeable, and glances at Ian ::
(21:49:51) TAC_1LT_Randen: :: Looks at Qo'noS and smiles. Says to himself. :: Home sweet home!
(21:50:02) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: notes that MaqeS wasn't really asking :: MaqeS: We will be happy to host such a meeting.
(21:50:23) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: begins alerting Operations staff immediately ::
(21:50:47) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: starts tapping dutifully at her console, beginning arrangements for company ::
(21:51:09) Taj_MaqeS: CO: I thought you might be amenable. We will be arriving in thirty minutes.
(21:51:22) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Self: Oh, having the houses together should be a treat. ::Laughs to himself.::
(21:51:24) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::several heads of houses.. that should be interesting. Decides to have sickbay stock up on anti-inebriants and dermal regenerators::
(21:52:07) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Operations team on duty> :: gets alerts from the CSO and the XO at roughly the same time, reads them, looks uncomfortably at each other ::
(21:52:41) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: M: See you then. :: smiles :: Atlantis out.
(21:54:15) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods to Wright to cut the comm already ::
(21:54:27) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: cuts the comm already ::
(21:54:30) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: meets Blackthorne's eyes after the comm ends :: CO: Any special orders for arrangements?
(21:54:56) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: XO: No alcohol, tobacco, or firearms.
(21:55:21) XO_Capt_TKirr: CO: Of course.
(21:55:31) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Self: Or explosives...
(21:55:33) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: XO: Except ours. And theirs.
(21:55:54) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: looks at the Admiral, confused ::
(21:55:58) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: mutters :: Guess who's coming to dinner.
(21:56:03) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: puzzles at Ian ::
(21:56:04) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Laughs.::
(21:56:26) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: XO: They are not likely to give up their weapons, and we're not likely to not have ours, so that was a moot point.
(21:56:27) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: snickers a bit, quietly ::
(21:57:33) XO_Capt_TKirr: CO: Do you not intend for them to come aboard through the transporter system? I believe the filters are up to date on Klingon weaponry.
(21:57:49) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::decides it's better to be prepared for a bar fight walking into sickbay, than not...::
(21:58:13) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: XO: They're up to date on what we think the latest types are, but you know how they are on concealed weaponry. But anyway, nothing fancy like with Ashexana.
(21:58:51) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: nods subtly and adds additional details to the orders on her console ::
(21:59:31) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: XO: And if everything upends spectacularly, it's entirely possible they may try to kill each other as opposed to members of the crew.
(22:02:00) XO_Capt_TKirr: ENG: It is possible.
(22:02:02) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: All: I realize that this will be awkward, but I've certainly asked far more of you before. Just try not to incite any violence.
(22:02:14) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: XO: That could also happen if it goes well.
(22:03:32) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: CTO: Major, I don't even have to tell you how many eyes I want on our guests.
(22:03:41) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Self: ::wondering aloud:: So we are trying to get their military backing...?
(22:04:07) MED_Ens_Tailor: XO: Do you need medical on standby?
(22:04:17) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: Enough of it to make our point.
(22:04:18) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: CO: Aye. Already preparing. :: his hands and fingers moving around on his console ::
(22:05:10) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: I imagine the Klingon High Council would relish an opportunity to embarrass the Federation.
(22:06:06) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: mostly talking to herself, but internally impressed by this move ::
(22:07:00) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: Indeed. At least, the status quo would be advantageous to them to maintain, whether or not they admit it.
(22:07:27) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: nods thoughtfully at him ::
(22:07:41) CSO_LCdr_Wright: XO: How can I facilitate, Captain T'Kirr?
(22:08:45) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: has several Marines switch to standard Navy lookalike uniforms so they will blend in as not stand out as the security force they are ::
(22:09:19) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CO: There will be some push back, Captain. While there are those among the Klingons who are recipient to the Federation. But there is still much past bitterness; they do not forgive nor forget easily.
(22:09:40) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ENG: I am aware, but our hands have been forced.
(22:11:04) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CO: The Heads, are at their core, Barons. And the Klingons, warriors. We need to convince them of benefit, and glory.
(22:11:30) XO_Capt_TKirr: CSO: Major Wolfe has security measures under control, but it's also important to make sure the cultural offerings are properly presented. My orders are to set them up, but if you could check on them before the Klingons arrive, that would be helpful.
(22:12:12) XO_Capt_TKirr: MED: Yes please, Doctor. Thank you.
(22:13:43) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::nods at Tkirr:: XO: Yes Ma'am. ::sends an order down to sickbay for a standby med-team for the gathering::
(22:13:52) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Tens of minutes pass!
(22:13:54) CSO_LCdr_Wright: XO: On it, Captain T'Kirr. :: pulls up cultural protocol on her PADD and starts reviewing ::
(22:14:43) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: in the reception room, performing a final check on the cultural offerings ::
(22:15:15) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: in the TR, awaiting their guests ::
(22:16:53) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: stands next to Blackthorne, waiting ::
(22:16:56) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: straightening corners of things that are already straight ::
(22:17:06) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: TR Chief> They are ready, Admiral.
(22:17:12) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: TRC: Energize.
(22:17:32) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: is in the VIP Dining Room, preparing his Marines for their duties, and making sure they'll blend in ::
(22:17:49) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Six Klingons shimmer into being on the transporter pad.
(22:18:13) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Welcome aboard, and if you'll follow me right this way, we can begin.
(22:18:46) Taj_MaqeS: :: laughs :: Right to the point, Admiral? I do like that. Let us begin, then.
(22:20:18) Shavod_Qesh: :: along with the rest of the Klingon entourage, has a particularly scrutinizing look at the ship, and the people in it, but follows with his two men behind him ::
(22:20:26) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Klingons: You may, of course, keep your weapons. :: figures half of them are deactivated, at least ::
(22:20:35) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: leads the party out into the hall ::
(22:21:51) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: walks confidently at Blackthorne's side as he leads the way ::
(22:21:53) NAV_CaptHarper: :: on the bridge, sitting in the center seat since she has the bridge and there's not much to do at the helm while in orbit ::
(22:22:11) Taj_MaqeS: :: nods, thinking it wise of him to not try to disarm them ::
(22:22:31) Taj_MaqeS: CO: Fine ship you have here.
(22:23:34) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: stands against the wall near the Ops staff who are on-hand in case anything is needed, curious to see this meeting but wishing to be inobtrusive and unnoticed ::
(22:23:43) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: MaqeS: Thank you. Of course, she can't cloak, but she gets the job done.
(22:24:14) Shavod_Qesh: :: harrumphs at Taj MaqeS's comment :: You would probably call a targ's pit a fine place to be.
(22:24:39) Taj_MaqeS: :: claps Shavod on the back :: If I were in need of a new targ, yes! :: laughs heartily ::
(22:25:14) Shavod_Qesh: :: grumbles and shrugs Taj's hand off, still with a sour look on his face ::
(22:25:28) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> ::Is fairly old and grey, seemingly blind, and directing himself via smell.:: Self: Bah. ::Some aggressive words, in an odd dialect, something about Humans... and wretched something.::
(22:26:32) NAV_CaptHarper: :: receives word that the Klingon party is aboard ::
(22:26:59) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::is busy blending into the woodwork next to Wright, curious about the Klingons..::
(22:27:17) NAV_CaptHarper: :: frowns, remembering when Klingons stormed Atlantis and shot everything, including her, all to pieces ::
(22:27:58) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: leads the party into the VIP dining room ::
(22:27:58) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: belatedly notices Tailor and whispers :: MED: Curiosity?
(22:28:12) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: quickly clams up ::
(22:28:15) MED_Ens_Tailor: CSO: You got it.. ::grins::
(22:28:33) CSO_LCdr_Wright: MED: :: returns the grin ::
(22:28:55) Taj_MaqeS: :: takes in the setting, mildly impressed, but not letting it on :: CO: This will do.
(22:29:11) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Decided that he cant pass up the opportunity to see negotiations with Klingons.::
(22:29:58) Shavod_Qesh: :: takes in the room as they enter, spending most of his time eyeing the people within in turn, but doesn't linger on any of them, as if no longer worthy of his attention ::
(22:30:18) NAV_CaptHarper: :: involuntarily puts a hand on her abdomen, which tingles with phantom sensation related to the new internal organs she has, thanks to Klingons ::
(22:30:54) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: MaqeS: Glad to hear it. Please, sit. :: gestures, nodding his approval at the officers and enlisted that made it happen so fast ::
(22:32:07) Taj_MaqeS: :: takes a seat at the head of the table, his gray beard and mane of hair warranting the status ::
(22:32:28) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: the slightest inclination of her head in return, still trying to be invisible... her Ops team pulls off some amazing stuff, and she looks at them and smiles with pride ::
(22:32:52) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> ::Smells something he doesn't agree with, and starts grumbling about something, before marching up to Ilaihr, and shouting in the same dialect.::
(22:33:45) Shavod_Qesh: :: sits begrudgingly a few seats down from Taj MaqeS, leaving room for their accompaniment between them ::
(22:34:01) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Shouts back in the same dialect for a long moment, then a pause.::
(22:34:02) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: remains standing :: All: I trust you all have read the intelligence I have sent along, or we would not be here talking.
(22:34:48) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> ENG: I shall send her your regards! ::In the same intensity, before sitting down calmly.::
(22:35:08) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: All: So I am here to convince you to make an appearance with me and the rest of my allies, at Earth. To convince the Federation Council by your mere presence that they must consider the question I will put to them.
(22:35:57) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: listens to everything going on the room with puzzlement and interest ::
(22:36:13) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::stiffens as she hears the shouting, then grins as the last few words are spoken.. having forgotten that shouting is the normal form of communication.. so they weren't fighting after all::
(22:36:28) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: All: That question being whether or not they wish to allow Section 31 to take control of the Federation and its future. And this is why you are here, since it is in the best interests of both of our peoples that the answer to that question be a resounding No.
(22:36:54) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: regards all that is going on coolly, one of the few Marines in actual Marine uniform ::
(22:36:58) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: sits in the seat next to where Blackthorne is standing, then turns her focus towards the Klingons and their reactions ::
(22:37:12) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::turns her attention to what Blackthorne is saying::
(22:37:41) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Quietly takes a seat, and observes the Klingons intently.::
(22:37:55) Taj_MaqeS: :: grunts in approval :: CO: You make a strong argument. But what guarantee do we have that these "section 31" people will act aggressively toward the Empire?
(22:39:16) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: MaqeS: Their actions, as I have detailed to you in the briefings, have shown an unerring "Federation First" policy. That will undoubtedly clash with the Empire's interest, and they will be... less diplomatic about it.
(22:39:19) XO_Capt_TKirr: SEC_Cpt_Kuari> :: stands outside the room opposite the way the party entered, waiting and ready ::
(22:39:43) Taj_MaqeS: :: grunts again :: CO: Perhaps so.
(22:40:49) Taj_MaqeS: CO: Not that we would fear any sort of aggression... but I must admit that the years of peace have been prosperous.
(22:41:08) Taj_MaqeS: CO: Or perhaps I am getting too old for war.
(22:41:24) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: MaqeS: So am I, believe me.
(22:42:22) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> CO: Speak for yourself Human. ::Cackles like a warlock.::
(22:42:45) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SoHga: I am. :: smirks ::
(22:44:14) Taj_MaqeS: All: So what of the rest of you? I know we are just a few Houses, and that the High Council would never publicly approve this, but we do not require their approval.
(22:44:25) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> CO: So what glorious battle can you promise our warriors? You talk like a Human... in politics.
(22:45:34) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SoHga: I seek to avoid battle, since in the pursuit of dishonorable goals, it is not glorious at all.
(22:46:19) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SoHga: And I'm only half human.
(22:46:53) Shavod_Qesh: Taj: Your suspicions may be right, Taj. Perhaps you are getting too old for war. :: looks at Blackthorne :: CO: The actions of your government may be dishonorable, but what makes you any more so?
(22:47:09) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Shavod: I am here warning you, am I not?
(22:47:48) NAV_CaptHarper: :: still frowning at having so many Klingons aboard, but reminds herself that we'll need their help to pull this off ::
(22:47:55) Shavod_Qesh: :: stands, slowly but aggressively :: CO: Your past speaks for you, Admiral Blackthorne! Or have you forgotten your role against us?
(22:48:25) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: walks over to Shavod to face him directly :: Speak your mind already.
(22:48:46) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: trepidation ::
(22:50:14) Taj_MaqeS: :: looks on with interest ::
(22:50:30) Shavod_Qesh: :: looks to MaqeS, then to thl'Ka :: Have you forgotten this man interrupted our experiments with Omega? :: glares at Blackthorne :: And you now ask us to ally with you?
(22:50:30) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::stays calm and does not show fear.. knows enough that showing strength in a room full of Klingons will be favorably looked on::
(22:51:30) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: All: What would happen if the Federation we know today were to fall? Right this moment? All of its starships and weapons and technology used by... The Cardassians or The Romulans?
(22:51:32) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: stays seated, watching somewhat worriedly after Blackthorne as he faces the Klingon ::
(22:51:42) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: doesn't back down from Shavod, and was expecting this :: You knew exactly how we would react to detecting Omega. Perhaps that is what you wanted?
(22:52:20) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: slides her eyes over to Tailor, silently asking what Omega is ::
(22:52:29) Shavod_Qesh: :: growls at Blackthorne, moving slightly towards him ::
(22:53:21) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Shavod: Not to mention how many of my crew died or were injured as a result of your recklessness. The Federation makes no secret to other governments about the Omega Directive. You knew.
(22:53:22) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::glances to Wright and shrugs slightly.. has no idea..::
(22:53:33) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::and now she has a better idea...::
(22:56:33) Shavod_Qesh: CO: K'pekt! :: spits at Blackthorne's feet :: You believe what you wish, but that does not make us suitable to be allies. :: looks to MaqeS and thl'Ka :: What say you?
(22:57:16) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: gets the sense it's go time ::
(22:57:25) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> Shavod: Sit down boy! ::Growls.::
(22:57:53) Taj_MaqeS: :: grunts :: Shavod: Sit down, already. We knew, and you know it as well as I do.
(22:58:33) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: stands nose to nose with the Klingon ::
(22:58:49) Shavod_Qesh: :: growls back at thl'Ka, but at MaqeS's agreement, glares one last time at Blackthorne and hesitantly sits ::
(22:59:07) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: puts this in her mental "Admiral Blackthorne is a BAMF" file, which is already pretty thick ::
(23:00:03) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods and turns back to the table ::
(23:00:06) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(23:00:09) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(23:00:09) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> ::Isn't too old or too blind to give the younger Shavod a whooping, and says as such loudly in his dialect.::
(23:00:10) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(23:01:17) Shavod_Qesh left the room.