Conversation with #st_missionroom1 at Wed Apr 12 21:12:43 2017 on (irc)

(21:15:59) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:16:00) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:16:01) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:17:18) VAdmBlackthorne: :: still in the reception room, having gotten Qesh to back down, he takes a seat ::: All: Now then.
(21:17:40) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: still quietly and unobtrusively observing ::
(21:17:57) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: continues patrolling and supervising his Marines without looking like he's patrolling or supervising anything. ::
(21:18:46) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: only glances to the side at Blackthorne, mostly keeping her observant gaze on the Klingon guests ::
(21:18:53) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::still in the reception room, blending into the woodwork with medkit at the ready, and watching the proceedings in interest::
(21:19:27) Taj_MaqeS: CO: You truly believe that this will be resolved without a war?
(21:20:11) VAdmBlackthorne: MaqeS: I do. But I've been told before that I can be overly optimistic.
(21:20:42) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: on the bridge, in the center seat, keeping an eye on things ::
(21:22:15) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CO: It's your humanity, admiral. ::Chirps in then out again.::
(21:23:18) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: at sci/ops on the bridge, keeping a very close eye on the sensors, not entirely sure that all the Klingon houses will behave themselves ::
(21:24:33) VAdmBlackthorne: ENG: I try to keep that in check. Now, gentlemen, all I'm asking at this point is a show of strength, at my side.
(21:25:37) Taj_MaqeS: :: grunts in consideration, looking at the other Klingons to gauge their reactions ::
(21:27:03) Shavod_Qesh: :: meets MaqeS's gaze, still wearing a sour expression ::
(21:27:57) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: watches the proceeding decision, watching for any signs of heightened emotions anywhere ::
(21:28:36) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: the sensors blip and she turns :: NAV: Sir, a Federation starship just entered the system, headed directly for us.
(21:29:30) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: looks up from her PADD with a start :: SCI: Identification?
(21:30:24) SCI_Lt_TLira: NAV: It identifies as the USS Ticonderoga, a Sovereign-class.
(21:31:06) NAV_Capt_Harper: SCI: Yellow alert.
(21:31:29) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: toggles the yellow alert as indicated ::
(21:31:35) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: has her doubts about this being a friendy :: *CO* Admiral to the bridge. We have a Federation starship approaching.
(21:32:18) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: hears the klaxon and sees the lights followed by Harper's announcement, and prepares to head to the Bridge along with the Admiral and Captain. ::
(21:32:18) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: looks up at the alert, then looks to Blackthorne ::
(21:32:24) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: looks up at the yellow alert, and then at Kate's voice coming to Blackthorne ::
(21:32:38) VAdmBlackthorne: :: looks up as the klaxon sounds, then gets the call :: *NAV* On my may.
(21:33:11) VAdmBlackthorne: All: I would ask you to remain here, but that would be rude. Come to the bridge and see for yourselves what this is all about.
(21:33:32) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: looks up :: NAV: We're being hailed.
(21:33:56) NAV_Capt_Harper: SCI: On screen. :: stands to face the main viewer ::
(21:34:08) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: puts the transmission on the viewer ::
(21:34:43) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Stares at the aged Klingon, who gazes back to him, with the same look of elderly wisdom and a groan.::
(21:35:07) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::looks up at the klaxon, grabs her things to go to the Bridge::
(21:35:32) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Commodore Steele, a slightly weathered, but impeccably mustachioed man, appears on the viewer, smirking.
(21:35:36) VAdmBlackthorne: Cdor_Steele> *NAV* Ah, if it isn't the renegade commander herself, Captain Harper, caught red-handed consorting with the enemy.
(21:35:53) VAdmBlackthorne: :: leads the way out ::
(21:36:04) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: trails behind the delegation ::
(21:36:14) Taj_MaqeS: :: stands and follows along, curious ::
(21:36:18) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: follows Blackthorne, keeping an eye on the party in tow ::
(21:36:34) Shavod_Qesh: :: follows, silent and watchful ::
(21:36:52) NAV_Capt_Harper: *Steele* I would remind the Commodore that the Klingon Empire is not an enemy. And please stand by, sir, our actual commanding officer is on his way to the bridge.
(21:37:43) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Follows behind everyone else, but at a slower pace, allowing him to reciprocate more communicative looks to the Klingon elder.::
(21:37:48) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::follows to the Bridge, concerned about the goings-on::
(21:38:37) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: is itching to get to Tactical ::
(21:38:39) VAdmBlackthorne: Cdor_Steele> *NAV* In name, perhaps. Captain, you will surrender yourself to us immediately.
(21:39:29) VAdmBlackthorne: :: arrives onto the bridge to see Kate defiantly facing the main viewer ::
(21:39:30) NAV_Capt_Harper: *Steele* I will not, and any further discussion of such must be directed to Admiral Blackthorne.
(21:40:32) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: exits the TL after the Klingons, suppressing a proud smile at Kate's defiance ::
(21:40:34) VAdmBlackthorne: *Steele* What the hell are you doing here, Steele? You're a long way from home.
(21:41:02) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: takes her place and turns towards the main viewer ::
(21:41:02) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: turns as Blackthorne speaks, and nods to him as she steps aside ::
(21:41:05) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> ~ENG~: Is it always so bright on these damned Human vessels?
(21:41:08) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: vacates sci/ops and heads for the secondary station, pulling the data up there ::
(21:41:47) Taj_MaqeS: :: watches with interest, and also not having been on many Federation bridges ::
(21:42:28) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ~SoHga~: How can you tell? ::Laughs aloud.:: Do you even see how many fingers I am holding up.
(21:42:46) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: gives T'Lira a grateful nod and slides into her station ::
(21:43:05) VAdmBlackthorne: Cdor_Steele> I could say the same to you, -sir-, but I have my orders. I must ask that you surrender Captain Harper to us, along with yourself and Captain T'Kirr, and turn command of your vessel over to me.
(21:43:10) Shavod_Qesh: :: sizes up Steele on the viewer, crossing his arms with a Klingon scowl ::
(21:43:13) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: takes over his position and in moments has a full silent lock on the Ticonderoga, whose name in his mind is best shortened to The Tick. ::
(21:44:12) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: looks up at the viewscreen in disbelief. The gall! ::
(21:44:39) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: clasps her hands behind her back, still facing the viewer ::
(21:45:00) VAdmBlackthorne: *Steele* No. Instead, I offer you a chance to defy your unlawful orders, and stand with me to return the Federation to the val-
(21:45:02) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> Self: Bah. ENG: Blasted Trickster. ::Scowls up at the the viewscreen, the sight of a smug human commodore more distatful than the blue man at the moment.::
(21:45:28) VAdmBlackthorne: Cdor_Steele> Spare me your rhetoric, Admiral. Surrender or we will be forced to fire upon you.
(21:45:34) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: prepares the weapons to be fully energized. He hates being stuck at Yellow Alert. ::
(21:45:35) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::arrives at the Bridge, signing into her station, and linking up with Sickbay again, at the same time, watching the viewscreen::
(21:46:21) VAdmBlackthorne: *Steele* I would remind you, -Kevin-, that we have a full delegation of Klingon Heads of Houses aboard, and that firing upon us would be a diplomatic disaster.
(21:47:13) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> ::Just cackles at the notion. Shouts some Klingon expletives at the screen.::
(21:47:19) Shavod_Qesh: :: finds Blackthorne's threat funny, and audibly chuckles to himself ::
(21:48:20) VAdmBlackthorne: Cdor_Steele> :: glares at the use of his first name :: Irrelevant. You have one minute. :: cuts the comm, muttering something about barbarians ::
(21:48:40) VAdmBlackthorne: Red alert!
(21:49:20) VAdmBlackthorne: NAV: Great job, and don't think we'll be handing you over.
(21:49:30) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: sits quickly and turns immediately to her chair's console, assessing the situation ::
(21:49:32) NAV_Capt_Harper: CO: Thank you, Admiral. Shall I prepare the Sharks?
(21:49:33) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Rests his hand on SoHga's shoulder.:: SoHga: Try not to die, just yet. If you die within the next two years... I lose a bet. ::Goes and takes his seat at ENG::
(21:49:43) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: has the klaxons running before Blackthorne has the second syllable out, and turns his soft lock into a hard lock, all weapons trained on what should be an ally ::
(21:49:46) VAdmBlackthorne: NAV: Negative. I think, given the environment, that we should not deploy fighters.
(21:49:52) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: loves Blackthorne more than ever ::
(21:50:04) NAV_Capt_Harper: CO: Aye sir. :: takes the helm ::
(21:50:16) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::glances over at Ilaihr, did she just hear that? smirks and turns back to her station::
(21:50:20) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: also begins preparing to divert auxiliary power to shields ::
(21:50:29) VAdmBlackthorne: :: turns to the Klingons :: If he does fire, we could use some help. Our ships are evenly matched.
(21:50:37) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: Shall I notify Q'onos of the situation, sir?
(21:50:47) VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: Do it.
(21:51:23) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: begins making emergency diplomatic contact to alert the Klingons of Steele's intentions ::
(21:51:31) Shavod_Qesh: :: hums to himself, still with crossed arms, but now with a slight grin on his face, and looks to MaqS, then to thl'Ka ::
(21:51:41) Taj_MaqeS: CO: While I cannot say that I am happy with a Federation ship barging in to our space uninvited, I am not sure what anyone will do if you two start fighting.
(21:52:14) VAdmBlackthorne: MaqeS: I should hope that you being aboard Atlantis will be motivation. Assuming you wish to stay?
(21:52:35) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: preparing evasives ::
(21:52:38) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> Taj/CO: I want that pitak's arms ripped from their sockets. ::Bares his teeth.::
(21:53:02) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::preparing med-teams::
(21:54:08) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CO: That is to say, his does not take kindly to being threatened, admiral. ::Smiles, whilst preparing the shields.::
(21:54:24) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: Admiral, Ticonderoga is attempting to access our systems remotely. Luckily, the access codes they used are no longer valid for this vessel.
(21:54:25) VAdmBlackthorne: ENG: I got the message.
(21:55:00) VAdmBlackthorne: NAV: Thanks for remembering to change those codes, Captain.
(21:55:22) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: flashes a smile over at Kate ::
(21:55:43) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: grins :: CO: It is step one in stealing a Starfleet vessel.
(21:55:54) VAdmBlackthorne: CTO: Stand by; the next thing they do will be either to fire or give up.
(21:56:57) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Ticonderoga fires a spread of quantum torpedos!
(21:57:14) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: diverts all aux power to shields! ::
(21:57:16) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::shit just got real::
(21:57:20) VAdmBlackthorne: Evasives!
(21:57:35) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: grips her chair ::
(21:57:36) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: keeps an eye on the sensors while monitoring shield harmonics ::
(21:57:42) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: CO: Permission to return fire?!
(21:57:40) VAdmBlackthorne: CTO: Return fire! All: Incoming!
(21:57:54) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Braces::
(21:58:00) Shavod_Qesh: :: grabs onto something ::
(21:58:23) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> ::Buckles down, and digs his cane into the floor.::
(21:58:32) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: throws Atlantis into an unorthodox maneuver, rolling over the Ticonderoga into an arc ::
(21:58:33) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::grips her chair, skooching away from the console a bit in case of explosions::
(21:58:43) Taj_MaqeS: :: hangs on to the railing ::
(21:58:43) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: has an odd thought about always forgetting to do something about the seatbelt issue until it's too late ::
(21:59:20) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::has a thought about starship design and bad wiring in consoles..::
(21:59:20) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: unleashes all the hell he can on the Ticonderoga, spreading it out into two waves, and supplementing with phaser fire ::
(22:00:47) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Half of the intitial barrage of torpedos miss, and the two ships begin tearing into each other.
(22:02:15) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> ::Grumbles some things at Taj and Shavod, something about 'flaying'.::
(22:02:54) Shavod_Qesh: :: while holding on as their shields are barraged :: MaqeS: I don't recall this other Federation vessel being invited into Klingon space, do you?
(22:03:13) Taj_MaqeS: :: watches the main viewer and the tactical readout on the wall :: Qesh: No, it was not invited.
(22:04:07) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: doesn't wait until the quantum tubes are reloaded and sends a few photon love notes to the Ticonderoga, targeting their shield generators. In his calculation, there is no way this fight can end without one of the vessels being lost. He takes the briefest of moments to mourn the Ticonderoga crew as he is about to destroy them, including, if he remembers right, a couple Marines who graduated in his class ::
(22:04:14) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> Taj: Have it blown out of the stars!
(22:04:23) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Ticonderoga is no slouch, obviously, and its tactical and helm officers are also quite good, so several more exchanges of fire happen with middling success.
(22:05:10) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: pulls another maneuver or two out of her custom bag of tricks, diving into a simultaneous roll to try to catch the ventral area of the other Sovereign ::
(22:05:48) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::holding on tight to her chair as the two ships battle it out::
(22:06:40) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: is a bit saddened that it's come to this, brother fighting brother ::
(22:06:52) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: monitors incoming damage reports, not having much else to do but hold on ::
(22:06:53) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: can hear the inertial dampeners crying, and compensates for the lack of seatbelts by holding on to the seat with her strong thighs ::
(22:06:54) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> Self: The skull of a Starfleet Commodore will look good on the mantelpiece.
(22:07:15) Taj_MaqeS: :: frowns, hearing the request and knows the ramifications will echo through the Empire if he does so ::
(22:07:29) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: sees weakness in that the Ticonderoga would probably rather not destroy Atlantis if they can help it, but that's where Wolfe's abilities to turn off his empathy come in handy. He's decided to destroy the other ship unless stopped by Blackthorne, and he begins targeting critical systems. His next volley of quantums are aimed at the starboard engine. ::
(22:07:48) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The two ships are dead evenly matched, and our shield percentages are dropping evenly, down to 45%.
(22:07:53) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::will process this later.. right now she's just hoping they survive::
(22:08:23) VAdmBlackthorne: CTO: Any hope of disabling them before they destroy us?
(22:09:15) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: CO: I'm working on it, sir. :: sends another volley after their starboard nacelle ::
(22:10:15) VAdmBlackthorne: MaqeS: Since you have decided to stay, and are now stuck on board, as you can see, both of our ships are the same class and evenly matched. You have a 50% chance of survival, unless you help.
(22:10:33) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: attempts to access Ticonderoga's systems, just in case ::
(22:10:44) Taj_MaqeS: :: grunts :: CO: Give me a comm channel.
(22:11:13) VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: Open a channel.
(22:11:30) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: pauses long enough to open a channel and nod at the Admiral ::
(22:11:41) VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods to MaqeS :: You're on.
(22:12:47) Taj_MaqeS: :: barks several Klingon sentences into the comm, including his identification codes ::
(22:13:08) Shavod_Qesh: :: begins to chuckle again ::
(22:13:14) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> ::Seconds Taj, loudly.::
(22:14:17) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> As the two ships continue into their death spiral, shields falling to 30%, MaqeS's Vor'cha-class decloaks and fires upon the Ticonderoga. Seconds later, SoHga's joins the fray.
(22:15:03) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: watches the Klingon vessels come to their aid, with gratitude ::
(22:15:15) XO_Capt_TKirr: ACTION> Qesh's vessel joins in as well, not about to let the other two have all the fun.
(22:15:31) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: lays in with another quantum volley, knowing there is now no way to stop what is coming ::
(22:15:52) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> ::Demands his crew not to let MaqeS get the glory.::
(22:16:05) VAdmBlackthorne: Thank you. :: somewhat sadly, knowing that there's no way the Ticonderoga will be spared ::
(22:16:29) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::looks up at the viewscreen wide-eyed, yet transfixed..::
(22:16:40) VAdmBlackthorne: CTO: Finish the job, Major.
(22:16:44) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: watches the battle closely ::
(22:16:45) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: feels Blackthorne's sadness and looks to him, but says nothing as Atlantis settles around them ::
(22:16:45) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: wonders if she can beam off prisoners if the shields go down before the ship is destroyed... ::
(22:17:06) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: watches as the first of his Quantums makes contact with the hull, not the shields. Then, the second. And the third.
(22:17:07) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: brings Atlantis about, somewhat unconsciously coordinating in the attack pattern with the Klingons ::
(22:18:00) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: Permission to beam away survivors,...? :: knowing it's a lost cause, but has to try ::
(22:18:28) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Ticonderoga's shields fall, but she's still firing weapons.
(22:18:39) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: forces herself to watch as Atlantis fires on the Ticonderoga, releasing her grip from her chair, telling herself there is plenty of time for damage reports later ::
(22:18:55) VAdmBlackthorne: :: shakes head :: CSO: We can't spare the shields. They'd target the emitters.
(22:19:14) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: nods sadly :: CO: Understood, Sir.
(22:19:28) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Is unusually silent on the matter, and just reroutes power around, reinforcing the shields where he can.::
(22:19:54) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::sits silent, still holding her breath, waiting for the inevitable conclusion::
(22:19:57) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: wonders how many who did not agree with their orders will die today ::
(22:20:53) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The targeting of the nacelles pays off. A three quantum volley slams into it, the third finally severing the nacelle at the pylon.
(22:21:26) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Self: Perhaps if we could disable their weapons...
(22:21:31) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: sends another volley, this one at the body and saucer. Each quantum torpedo meets its target. The first hits the hull, then the second. The third blows a hole through the saucer, followed by the fourth, and the fifth, and the sixth tears halfway through the main hull. As someone who has been trained to almost enjoy taking lives, Wolfe finds this horrifying. ::
(22:21:55) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Escape pods begin to flee the Ticonderoga.
(22:22:21) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: Permission to tractor the pods?
(22:22:23) VAdmBlackthorne: CTO: Cease fire.
(22:22:43) VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: Granted.
(22:22:53) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: prepares the next volley, but holds off a moment, and is relieved to hear the order. :: CO: :: quietly :: Standing down, sir.
(22:23:02) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::lets out her breath, finally::
(22:23:04) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> ::Finds the air of the room, distasteful. Looking to Ilaihr.:: All: Damned Humanity, taking the fun out of the kill. ::Flaps his hand in indignation at MaqeS.::
(22:23:04) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: begins attempting to collect the escape pods, trying to preserve them from the fury of the Klingons ::
(22:23:24) VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: Signal, Commander Ticonderoga: Surrender your vessel and prepare to be boarded. :: Looks to the Klingons ::
(22:23:24) Shavod_Qesh: :: is about to mutter something about cowards, but he tells himself he shouldn't be surprised ::
(22:23:54) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: passes on the signal and waits for a reply ::
(22:24:04) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: SoHga: Do remember the old ways, old friend.
(22:24:25) VAdmBlackthorne: Klingons: Not all of them would have a choice and may not agree with their orders.
(22:24:43) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> ENG: Trials and Poetry! Bah...
(22:24:55) Taj_MaqeS: :: nods to Blackthorne :: Give me another comm.
(22:25:08) VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods to Wright ::
(22:25:18) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: SoHga: So you do remember?
(22:25:20) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: opens a comm channel at the nod and nods to MaqeS ::
(22:25:29) Shavod_Qesh: CO: In this situation, they may wish to fight alongside you. There is honor in that. :: nods along ::
(22:25:40) Taj_MaqeS: :: sends his ident again and orders a cease fire ::
(22:25:54) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> ::Says nothing. Just lets the Humans have their way... this time.::
(22:26:35) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: checks the latest incoming damage reports and compiles them for Blackthorne ::
(22:26:48) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> A reply comes in from the Ticonderoga.
(22:26:59) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: Reply received, Sir.
(22:27:02) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: waits for any order that may come to him ::
(22:27:09) VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: On screen.
(22:27:16) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: complies, and looks up ::
(22:27:21) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: settles Atlantis into a pattern to pick up the escape pods ::
(22:27:55) VAdmBlackthorne: Cdor_Steele> :: appears on the screen, his bridge mostly destroyed, flames and smoke dominating the scene ::
(22:28:45) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::brings up the casualty reports, and has sickbay prep for the arrival of any wounded from the enemy ship.. still getting used to the thought of another federation ship being the enemy::
(22:29:07) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> ::Has become exhausted in all the excitement. Takes up a seat, next to Ilaihr, and smiles at the visage on the viewscreen.:: All: I hope the Commodore has learnt an important lesson.
(22:29:43) VAdmBlackthorne: Cdor_Steele> :: looks at Blackthorne, his perfectly groomed mustache now in disarray as he's covered in debris and obviously injured :: *CO* You've won the day, Admiral, but Ticonderoga is lost. I have given the abandon ship order. :: coughs ::
(22:30:18) VAdmBlackthorne: Cdor_Steele> *CO* All I ask is that you pick them up.
(22:30:48) VAdmBlackthorne: *Steele* We are, Commodore. We can board and lend engineering aid.
(22:31:11) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: obtains a lock on any remaining lifesigns on the Ticonderoga, just in case ::
(22:31:32) VAdmBlackthorne: Cdor_Steele> No, there is no time. Get our pods and get clear, we have an imminent :: coughs :: core breach. We will not fire if you lower your shields.
(22:32:11) VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods to Wolfe :: Do it.
(22:33:17) VAdmBlackthorne: *Steele* I will be remaining here, as my injuries are quite... grave. :: glances down, off-camera :: I just hope that this is all worth it, and if it is, you had better have the fortitude to see it through. Ticonderoga out.
(22:33:25) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: :: quietly :: I have a lock on lifesigns aboard the Ticonderoga, Sir.
(22:33:55) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: The Commodore's lifesigns are indeed weak.
(22:34:19) VAdmBlackthorne: :: as Wolfe acknowledges :: CSO: Begin transport. ::: as the screen goes dark, Ticonderoga lists horribly to one side, trailing fire from her severed nacelle, and debris from the other various holes ::
(22:34:32) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: begins transport immediately ::
(22:35:11) VAdmBlackthorne: Cdor_Steele> :: manages to stand, and with his remaining good arm, removes a phaser from the CO's chair arm ::
(22:35:59) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: I will link in the cargobay transporters. ::Enters commands into the console.:j
(22:36:26) VAdmBlackthorne: Cdor_Steele> :: raises the phaser to his head and pulls the trigger, removing himself from existence ::
(22:36:34) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: monitors the transport activity ::
(22:36:58) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: watches as the Commodore's lifesigns abruptly wink out ::
(22:37:22) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: casts her eyes down from the screen, then checks the transporter activity ::
(22:37:23) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Winces a little bit, feeling a powerful emotional surge, then blackness.::
(22:37:36) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: CO: The Ticonderoga has a cascading core breach. They've got 45 seconds, a minute at the top end.
(22:37:43) VAdmBlackthorne: Klingons: Get your ships clear.
(22:37:58) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: opens the comm channel unbidden and nods at the Klingons ::
(22:38:10) Taj_MaqeS: :: barks orders to that end ::
(22:38:28) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::closes her eyes for a moment, the image burned into her brain.. more to process later. Now there is work to do..:stands up:: XO: Ma'am, I'll be in sickbay if you need me.
(22:38:46) Shavod_Qesh: :: lets MaqeS's ship take the lead, knowing his ship will follow suit ::
(22:39:11) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Ticonderoga continues to list violently, debris and the occasional person exiting the numerous hull breaches.
(22:39:19) XO_Capt_TKirr: MED: Of course. Report when you can.
(22:39:28) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: CO: Thirty seconds.
(22:39:41) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: debates whether to beam the Commodore's body aboard.... decides against ::
(22:39:44) VAdmBlackthorne: NAV: Keep us here to the last moment. Let the pods go for now; they'll make it on their own power.
(22:39:51) MED_Ens_Tailor: XO: Understood. ::Nods and steps towards the turbolift, and sickbay..::
(22:40:08) NAV_Capt_Harper: CO: Aye sir. :: sets Atlantis to linger at the edge of transporter range ::
(22:40:19) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: as the time gets closer, it's easier to pinpoint the exact moment Ticonderoga will be destroyed and he begins counting down from 15 ::
(22:40:30) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: Bridge: 14
(22:40:35) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: listening to the count, preparing to floor it ::
(22:40:37) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: Bridge: 13
(22:40:42) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: Bridge: 12
(22:40:48) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: Bridge: 11
(22:41:08) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: Bridge: 10... 9... 8... 7...
(22:41:25) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: hits the throttle to max impulse ::
(22:41:41) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: stops counting as he feels the acceleration ::
(22:41:53) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Atlantis exits the scene just in time, as the Ticonderoga mercifully explodes.
(22:42:27) VAdmBlackthorne: :: quietly :: CSO: How many did we get, counting the extant pods still to be recovered?
(22:42:28) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> ::Shares a few more stern glances with Ilaihr, before relaxing into his seat.::
(22:42:58) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::braces herself against the turbolift wall, the doors open just as the jump happens and she tumbles forward into the corridor.. muttering something about inertial dampeners..::
(22:43:37) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: :: subdued :: We recovered 467 souls, Sir. Fewer than half.
(22:43:53) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::picks herself up and gets her butt to sickbay::
(22:44:07) VAdmBlackthorne: :: frowns :: CSO: Better than none. :: looks to T'Kirr ::
(22:44:48) VAdmBlackthorne: CTO: Consider any survivors to be hostile.
(22:45:07) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: in the same hushed tone :: CO: Aye.
(22:45:22) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO/XO: They're all being detained by locked doors and bulkheads until Wolfe's people arrive.
(22:45:26) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: steers around toward the pods, avoiding the expanding debris field ::
(22:45:42) XO_Capt_TKirr: CO: No major damage. Engineering teams have been dispatched to repair stresses in the hull. Minor injuries reported, awaiting a final report.
(22:46:33) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO/XO: But there seem to be some pretty critical injuries among the survivors, so we may want to clear the area for a medteam as soon as possible.
(22:46:59) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> All: When did you Humans get so interesting. ::Starts to doze off.::
(22:47:00) VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: Get medical teams there with security escorts.
(22:47:17) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: sees that his Marines have arrived at the cargo bay where the survivors were taken in :: CO: Security is arriving now.
(22:47:38) VAdmBlackthorne: :: turns to the Klingons :: I said that I hoped to avoid a war, but had no delusions that it would be a bloodless action.
(22:47:58) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: Aye, Sir. *Tailor* Bridge to Sickbay.
(22:48:16) MED_Ens_Tailor: *CSO*: Tailor here.
(22:48:44) Taj_MaqeS: I, at least, can see that you are willing to fight for your beliefs. And such a Federation is one that I would prefer over the apparent alternative. :: looks to his colleagues ::
(22:49:29) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Jabs SoHga with his cane.::
(22:49:36) CSO_LCdr_Wright: *MED* Dr. Tailor, there are some serious injuries among the survivors. Please send medteams asap to cargo bay 3 to join up with the security detail and see to the wounded.
(22:49:47) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: flying from escape pod to escape pod, allowing Atlantis to scoop them up ::
(22:49:48) Shavod_Qesh: :: ponders on MaqeS's words for a moment, then finally grunts in agreement, nodding slowly, and turns to look at thl'Ka ::
(22:50:34) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> ::Grumbles.:: All: Yes, yes, very well. You have my vote. ::Scowls at Ilaihr for a moment.:: You have proven your mettle.
(22:51:21) VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods in appreciation, knowing this was crucial, despite the cost ::
(22:51:21) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <SoHga thl'Ka> CO: And the Trickster speaks highly of you, Admiral.
(22:51:25) MED_Ens_Tailor: *CSO*: We're on our way.. ::directs the medteams that were standing by on casualty prep to go to the cargo bay, joining them::
(22:51:43) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Smiles.::
(22:51:53) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: Medteams are en route to join up with Security.
(22:52:18) MED_Ens_Tailor: Self: This is going to be interesting..
(22:53:03) Taj_MaqeS: In the meantime, we should depart, I think, and leave you to your damage control.
(22:53:54) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: looks back at the Klingons on the bridge, unable to stop herself from remembering the rampage that almost resulted in her death, but this time she finds herself grateful for their presence and help ::
(22:54:25) VAdmBlackthorne: Klingons: Thank you. I will send word when the time comes.
(22:54:53) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Klingons: Shall I open a channel to your ships?
(22:55:15) Taj_MaqeS: CSO: Yes.
(22:55:43) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: looks at the Admiral for permission, and receiving it, opens the channel ::
(22:55:47) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::arrives in cargo bay, meeting up with the security teams::
(22:55:54) Taj_MaqeS: :: barks orders, and the Klingons beam away ::
(22:55:57) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(22:55:58) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(22:55:59) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM