Conversation with #st_missionroom1 at Wed Apr 26 20:56:44 2017 on VAdmBlackthorne@chat.startrekengage.com (irc)
(21:20:51) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:20:52) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:20:53) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:21:36) VAdmBlackthorne: :: wrapping a conversation with MaqeS Taj in the ready room :: Yes. The call will be soon, I assure you. I just about have enough support to make this work.
(21:21:53) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: at her station, running a final systems diagnostic prior to departure ::
(21:22:30) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: sits in her seat on the Bridge, totally over the sitting in the center thing. This way she doesn't have to get up ::
(21:22:33) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: at the helm, running checks on the QSD in anticipation of departure orders ::
(21:22:44) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::is in sickbay, finishing up the final medical reports from Q'onos shore leave::
(21:23:29) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: is on the Bridge, at his post, prepping his systems for departure. ::
(21:23:34) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: at her usual station on the bridge, looking over a few reports from recent experiments and making notes of ways to recreate the experiments for better results ::
(21:24:07) VAdmBlackthorne: MaqeS: Indeed. And thank you for the support, along with not insisting on escorting us out. We'll be in touch. :: closes the channel ::
(21:24:31) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: is momentarily somewhat frustrated by her lack of time to actually science these days ::
(21:25:27) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: like did she do all that schooling and the fellowship so she could put incoming hails on the main screen? Apparently! ::
(21:26:15) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: at least Lexy didn't learn a fuckton of languages in an age where a universal translator exists ::
(21:26:23) TAC_1LT_Randen: :: On Qo'noS with an old childhood friend that came to the beam out site to see him off. His friend told him not to be such a stranger. :: I won't. :: Tapps Comm-Badge :: Randen to Atlantis, beam me up.
(21:27:33) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Randen is beamed up.
(21:27:51) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::mentally reminds herself not to drink quite so much real bloodwine next time... and grabs an analgesic for the massive headache::
(21:28:27) TAC_1LT_Randen: :: Works his way through the ship to assume his duties on the bridge at TAC-2. ::
(21:28:51) VAdmBlackthorne: :: does a few mental calculations, then stands, Picard-maneuvers, and walks out onto the bridge ::
(21:29:15) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: receives the report that all stragglers are aboard, just as Blackthorne walks in ::
(21:30:16) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::still humming portions of the opera that they got to see::
(21:30:19) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: eyes Randen a moment as he takes his station, then checks where his device known as a "watch" would have been a couple centuries ago. Wolfe thinks a moment - he has one somewhere in his quarters - and returns his attention to his console without a word. ::
(21:30:20) VAdmBlackthorne: XO: Are we ready to depart, Captain?
(21:30:26) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: checks sensor alignment in a manner that she is not entirely aware is reminiscent of adjusting the mirrors ::
(21:30:27) XO_Capt_TKirr: CO: All crew are aboard. Ready for departure.
(21:30:38) TAC_1LT_Randen: :: Enters the Bridge and takes his station, glances at Wolfe. :: CTO: That was an amazing Opera, did you see it?
(21:30:43) VAdmBlackthorne: XO: Excellent. Make the ship ready for quantum slipstream flight.
(21:30:59) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: TAC: I did.
(21:31:09) VAdmBlackthorne: :: hands a PADD to Harper :: NAV: Plot a solution to these coordinates.
(21:31:14) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: doesn't look up. ::
(21:31:42) XO_Capt_TKirr: CTO: Shields up. Configure geometry for slipstream.
(21:32:00) NAV_Capt_Harper: CO: Aye sir. :: takes the PADD and looks it over, recognizing where they are, then gives them to the computer ::
(21:32:20) VAdmBlackthorne: NAV: Warp speed.
(21:32:21) TAC_1LT_Randen: :: Continues his work on his console in smiles. If home was where the heart was, it was good to visit home again. ::
(21:32:47) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: XO: Aye, Captain. Shields up. :: Yellow alert begins flashing, then a moment later :: Shield geometry is configured for slipstream flight. Tactical ready.
(21:32:54) NAV_Capt_Harper: CO: Warp speed, aye. :: engages warp drive while they wait for the slipstream solution ::
(21:33:58) XO_Capt_TKirr: CO: Standing by for slipstream.
(21:34:33) VAdmBlackthorne: :: looks to Kate ::
(21:34:57) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: also looks to Harper ::
(21:35:00) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: waits on the computer, which is doing some incredibly difficult calculations ::
(21:35:35) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::looks up as the yellow alert flashes and slipstream notifications blink on::
(21:35:35) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: ding! :: CO: Slipstream solution complete.
(21:35:40) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: notes the extended computation time, checks system utilization ::
(21:35:47) VAdmBlackthorne: NAV: Engage.
(21:36:12) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: hits the button :: All: Slipstream flight in one minute.
(21:36:36) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: does the standard shipwide announcement for slipstream ::
(21:36:51) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The tunnel begins to form ahead of us, visible on the main screen.
(21:36:59) SEC_Cpt_Kuari: :: perches on a bar stool in the lounge, one leg having slipped off with toes almost touching the floor, her tail wrapped around the stool. Having watched the ship like a hawk while orbiting Qo'nos just in case, it's time to take a break. The chocolate swirly drink in front of her is halfway gone after one gulp ::
(21:37:08) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::puts the seat backs and tray tables in their upright and locked postions..::
(21:37:13) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: looks up, then back at her instruments as she monitors the transition ::
(21:37:18) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: observes the shields as the ship slips into slipstream, watching the fluctuations and adjustments ::
(21:37:40) NAV_Capt_Harper: All: Slipstream in five, four, three....
(21:37:56) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Atlantis is smoothly pulled into the slipstream.
(21:38:15) NAV_Capt_Harper: CO: Nominal slipstream flight achieved.
(21:39:50) VAdmBlackthorne: NAV: Thank you. :: takes a seat ::
(21:39:59) VAdmBlackthorne: CTO: Major, I assume we are still configured to broadcast a false transponder signal, like you were when coming to our rescue?
(21:40:18) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: CO: Of course, sir.
(21:40:52) VAdmBlackthorne: CTO: Change us over to appear to be the Ticonderoga.
(21:41:11) SEC_Cpt_Kuari: :: felt the ship moving to warp, then slipstream. Leaving her drink on the bar, she swivels and slips off the stool and wanders toward the large windows to watch ::
(21:41:36) VAdmBlackthorne: All: I know it's distasteful, but necessary.
(21:41:59) TAC_1LT_Randen: :: Assists the Major in monitoring the fluctuations and adjustments. ::
(21:42:54) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: inputs someinformation. Every console screen on the Bridge, in Engineering and in a few other key places flickers as the core switches to outputting the new signal, and Atlantis is configured to think it is the Ticonderoga. :: CO: Done, sir. With some extra security in place.
(21:43:04) VAdmBlackthorne: All: And know that with our allies at our side, we will damned sure be announcing ourselves as Atlantis.
(21:45:08) VAdmBlackthorne: XO: Captain, see if Sickbay has a report on whether or not all of our passengers are healthy enough to discharge.
(21:47:01) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::is (ahem) also working on casualty reports for surivivors from the enemy Federation ship ..::
(21:47:42) XO_Capt_TKirr: MED: Bridge to Sickbay. How is your progress treating our passengers?
(21:50:03) VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: Assuming all are healthy, begin preparations to transport that many.
(21:51:23) MED_Ens_Tailor: @*XO*: Except for a few severe cases, most of them are healthy now. I've discharged all but four of them, who are still in recovery.
(21:51:26) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: Transport them... en masse? And to what kind of target location?
(21:51:57) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: belatedly :: CO: ...Sir?
(21:52:30) XO_Capt_TKirr: *MED* Thank you, Doctor. Bridge out.
(21:52:33) VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: Well, as many at a time as we can handle, logistics and all that. And the target will be our destination at the end of this flight.
(21:54:12) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: Well, Sir, the number at a time will depend on the distance to the target location. Can you clarify whether it would be to a nearby vessel, or perhaps to the surface of a planet from orbit, or...?
(21:54:32) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::checking on the last of her patients from the enemy ship.. whom she treats as any of her other patients. There are no sides in sickbay::
(21:54:36) VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: Surface from orbit.
(21:54:57) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: Understood. I'll begin the calculations.
(21:55:48) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> A couple of hours pass... even with slipstream, space is big.
(21:56:10) SEC_Cpt_Kuari: :: stands outside a large group of passengers, watching diligently for any problems ::
(21:56:13) NAV_Capt_Harper: CO: Exiting slipstream in five, four, three...
(21:56:33) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: monitors the shields through the exit ::
(21:57:03) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Atlantis pops into normal space, in the system containing New Winnipeg, a remote colony on the border with the Klingon Neutral Zone. It's a small colony, but has all the essential infrastructure.
(21:57:46) NAV_Capt_Harper: CO: Normal space achieved.... drift is 0.23 AU. Making for New Winnipeg orbit at impulse, given the range.
(21:58:51) VAdmBlackthorne: NAV: Thank you, Captain. Nice drift.
(21:59:07) VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: Inform the colony that the crew of the USS Ticonderoga would like to take some shore leave on their lovely world.
(21:59:38) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: smiles, but it really all the computer's doing ::
(21:59:47) SEC_Cpt_Kuari: TCrew153> SEC: Please, I beg you. I was set to go on leave next week. My wife is on Earth, waiting for me. I've got kids.
(22:00:32) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: settles Atlantis into orbit :: Orbit achieved.
(22:00:37) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: hails the colony, making the customary introductions and requesting clearance for the USS Ticonderoga to take shore leave ::
(22:00:39) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::is prepping the last of the patients for transport to the colony, for transfer to a medical center on the surface::
(22:02:43) SEC_Cpt_Kuari: TCrew153: It's a sacrifice you'll have to make. For the Federation. I can't speak for the Captain, but I'm sure your visit won't be long.
(22:03:46) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: finishes talking to the colony and closes the channel :: CO: They're surprised to see a Sovereign way out here, Sir, but welcomed us.
(22:04:33) VAdmBlackthorne: They aren't the only ones... CSO: Great. Have the transports started. NAV: You'll find a second set of coordinates on that pad, go ahead and get me a slipstream solution for those as well.
(22:05:08) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: checks the PADD, and inputs the new set of coordinates to the computer ::
(22:05:31) VAdmBlackthorne: All: Maintain readiness for slipstream flight. The "Ticonderoga" isn't staying long.
(22:05:44) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: blinks and calls down to where the rescued crew of the Ticonderoga is being held, asking them to prep for transport ::
(22:06:08) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: meets Wolfe's eyes and sees him nod ::
(22:06:36) MED_Ens_Tailor: *Bridge*: I've got the last patient ready for transfer. You can transport them at any time.
(22:06:40) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: begins transporting them down in large groups ::
(22:07:29) XO_Capt_TKirr: *MED* Thank you. :: makes sure Wright heard ::
(22:07:34) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: includes the patient in the last batch ::
(22:08:00) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: sees the computer protest the slipstream problem :: CO: The slipstream endpoint is inside a nebula, Admiral.
(22:08:23) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: preps the shields to be close to proper alignment once he brings them back online. ::
(22:08:26) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: looks up with interest, the last of the transports on automated rails ::
(22:08:47) VAdmBlackthorne: NAV: I'm aware. Computer, override endpoint safety protocol, authorization Blackthorne epsilon delta 314.
(22:09:05) VAdmBlackthorne: All: She can handle it.
(22:09:24) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: watches the computer accept the override and churn away ::
(22:09:29) SEC_Cpt_Kuari: :: watches TCrew153 shimmer away and sighs to herself ::
(22:13:42) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> All 467 survivors are beamed down, the ones needing medical attention appearing directly in the colony's hospital, much to their surprise.
(22:15:46) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: ding! :: Slipstream solution plotted, sir.
(22:15:54) VAdmBlackthorne: NAV: Stand by.
(22:16:15) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: Transports complete, Sir.
(22:16:57) VAdmBlackthorne: NAV: Warp speed, go for slipstream.
(22:17:08) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: brings the shields back online and the ship to Yellow Alert, making the final preparations. :; XO: Shields configured for slipstream, Captain.
(22:18:04) XO_Capt_TKirr: CO: Prepared for slipstream.
(22:18:39) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: engages the warp drive and initiates slipstream ::
(22:18:53) VAdmBlackthorne: Well done folks, that was quite fast.
(22:19:03) NAV_Capt_Harper: All: Slipstream in one minute.
(22:20:32) NAV_Capt_Harper: All: Slipstream in five, four, three....
(22:20:48) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: We're being hailed by the colony..
(22:20:55) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Atlantis makes another buttery-smooth transition to slipstream, 467 passengers lighter.
(22:21:08) VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: They'll figure it out soon enough.
(22:21:28) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: perks an eyebrow ::
(22:22:00) VAdmBlackthorne: XO: We can't deal with that many people of questionable allegiance while in the middle of this.
(22:22:50) NAV_Capt_Harper: CO: Flight time is nineteen hours, thirty-six minutes, Admiral.
(22:22:55) XO_Capt_TKirr: CO: Agreed.
(22:23:15) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: can't respond to the hail in ss anyway, so lets it go ::
(22:25:18) VAdmBlackthorne: All: Settle your stations in for a long flight. Almost time for shift change.
(22:25:48) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: looks at the clock in surprise :: Self: Ah, so it is...
(22:26:12) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: starts setting up everything for her relief ::
(22:26:54) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: looks over the departure reports from all departments. Everything seems to be in order, especially with their passengers gone ::
(22:27:52) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::settles in once more for slipstream flight, grabbing a nice cup of tea and some medical journals...::
(22:28:21) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: making some general notes for her relief ::
(22:30:38) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Time goes by, and another alpha shift comes to an end.
(22:31:42) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: stands up, stretching in the most professional way possible ::
(22:32:23) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: secures the helm and stands, handing it off to the next officer ::
(22:32:45) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: puts the reports away and checks the state of slipstream ::
(22:32:51) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::gives a big yawn and a stretch.. which seems to echo in the nearly empty sickbay, and finally knocks off for the night::
(22:32:58) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: briefs her relief quickly and uselessly on all the stuff she wrote down ::
(22:33:10) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::after transferring whatever needs to be transferred to the night shift..::
(22:33:11) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: hands his station off to his replacement and heads for the Turbolift to aft port. ::
(22:33:56) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: finishes what she's currently doing and logs out of her console before rising and heading for the turbolift, PADD in hand ::
(22:34:42) VAdmBlackthorne: :: hands off the bridge to the beta shift CO, informing him that he expects a routine slipstream flight for the duration ::
(22:34:54) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: has a holodeck program with fighting in mind as he waits at the back of the Turbolift for other officers to board ::
(22:35:26) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: lingers before heading to the TL, waiting for Kate ::
(22:36:00) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: makes one final check on their flight parameters over her relief's shoulder, then joins Lexy in the TL ::
(22:36:34) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: leaves her station and follows Blackthorne ::
(22:37:16) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: steps onto the TL and waits as everyone else boards ::
(22:39:16) VAdmBlackthorne: :: enters the TL with everyone else, which has its first stop at deck eight, senior officers' quarters ::
(22:40:44) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::heads out of sickbay to grab some dinner in the Lounge with a few of her other colleagues who are also going off shift::
(22:43:06) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: heads out when the TL arrives toward her and Lexy's quarters ::
(22:43:42) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: falls into step alongside her ::
(22:43:47) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: steps off the Turbolift, walks to his quarters, turns on some rock and roll, plops down in a comfy chair and relaxes fully for what seems like the first time in days ::
(22:44:02) CSO_LCdr_Wright: NAV: So... my turn to pick what we watch tonight?
(22:44:20) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: nods eagerly :: CSO: You bet.
(22:44:37) CSO_LCdr_Wright: NAV: ...Even if it's a documentary again? :: skeptical ::
(22:44:44) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: heads for the main science lab once the TL reaches the appropriate deck, focused on achieving a satisfactory result on this latest experiment ::
(22:45:40) NAV_Capt_Harper: CSO: I may have only ever been a mediocre scientist, but that does not mean I do not enjoy it sometimes.
(22:47:03) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: rolls her eyes :: NAV: I just meant that I know it's not your entertainment of choice. So what's for dinner, then?
(22:47:41) NAV_Capt_Harper: CSO: Now that I have some thoughts on...
(22:47:48) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: actually quite enjoys having set into a comfortable routine, though she worries it's dull for Kate ::
(22:49:44) VAdmBlackthorne: :: rides on to Ten-Forward, to see how old Zax is doing and have an after-work scotch ::
(22:49:57) TAC_1LT_Randen: :: Scolds his replacement for being tardy. Catching the next TL down to his quarters. ::
(22:50:33) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: rattles off a few Risan dishes, some with bacon conspicuously added, as they enter their quarters ::
(22:50:55) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
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