Conversation with #ST_MissionRoom1

(9:17:11 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: BEGIN SIM
(9:17:13 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: BEGIN SIM
(9:17:14 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: BEGIN SIM
(9:19:46 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: is back early, idly humming to herself in the empty TL on the way to the Bridge ::
(9:20:43 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: sits in the center of the Bridge on Atlantis, going through maintenance reports, department reports, boarding reports, and other more minor sticky notes ::
(9:22:09 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: steps out when the doors swish open and notes Kuari as she crosses to her station :: XO: Hello, Commander! The usual paperwork, eh?
(9:22:57 PM) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: steps out of the other rear turbolift and to the Tactical 1 position. ::
(9:23:46 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: looks up and smiles at Wright and notices Wolfe's arrival as well :: CSO: Yes, and I'm doing some of Harper's while she's occupied, too.
(9:24:54 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: XO: Ugh, I'm sorry you're stuck with that, it doesn't sound like fun at all. :: gives a small, cautious nod to Wolfe, unable to judge his mood from his inscrutable countenance ::
(9:28:21 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::hugs a couple of her old friends from the station as she says goodbye, and enters the gangplank to board Atlantis before departure::
(9:28:32 PM) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: acknowledges Wright with a nod, having listened to and watched the exchange. ::
(9:29:11 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: unsure of what to do with Wolfe, turns back to Kuari :: XO: Anything I can help with?
(9:30:57 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: looks up from her reports again, smiling :: CSO: Thank you, but I should be finished with these by the time Harper gets back. Just your regular department reports will do.
(9:31:21 PM) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: begins sending commands through his console to all the Marines in various areas of the ship - commands to begin preparations for departure in the next few hours. ::
(9:32:03 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: XO: Right, of course. I'll have them for you shortly. :: was already seated at her console, and begins tapping away at the screen ::
(9:32:19 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::arrives at the Bridge, first stopping at her quarters to dump her things, and checks in::
(9:33:08 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: notes Tailor's entrance and nods to her :: CMO: Welcome aboard, Doctor.
(9:33:59 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: XO: Thank you ::smiles:: I hope your leave was relaxing.
(9:35:34 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: waves cheerily to Dr. Tailor, thinking again about eventually trying to befriend her, and mentally wanders off along tangents to that line of thought ::
(9:36:22 PM) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: didn't actually have any desire to leave the ship, so is grabbing a quick meal in the ship's Ten Forward lounge ::
(9:37:06 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: CSO: Hello Commander ::gives her a cheery wave in return::
(9:38:53 PM) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Seems to appear on the bridge in his spot. Unless he was always there, both invisibly and silently, so nobody noticed him.::
(9:41:47 PM) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Acts like he was always there, checking reports and getting system malfunction alerts.::
(9:41:53 PM) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: runs diagnostics on the external weapon and shield systems as the Marines continue preparing their systems and areas for departure. ::
(9:42:44 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: finishes compiling her preliminary report and sends it off to Kuari, and happens to notice Ilaihr while stretching :: ENG: Oh, hello, Lieutenant, I didn't hear you come in!
(9:46:14 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: Bartender> :: frowning apologetically to T'Lira :: SCI: I'm sorry, Lieutenant. The replicator won't produce the dish you asked for. Can I get you something else?
(9:47:01 PM) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: Good day, my dear. ::Nods, before getting a report of a malfunctioning replicator in crew quarter's; rushing of as abruptly as he had appeared.::
(9:47:59 PM) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: lifts an eyebrow at the replicator :: Bartender: It appears that your replicator is in need of repairs. I recommend alerting Engineering of the problem immediately. In the meantime, plomeek soup will suffice.
(9:48:02 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: All: I swear, I never see him leave.. and then he's gone. I wonder if he teleports...
(9:48:21 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: watches him rush off while her mouth is barely open to speak, shrugs :: Computer, begin external sensor alignment check routine.
(9:49:00 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: nods at Dr. Tailor :: CMO: Remarkably spry for a man his age, don't you think? :: smiling ::
(9:49:42 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: Bartender> :: nods and smiles again apologetically, moving off to order the soup ::
(9:51:07 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: CSO: Certainly is..
(9:52:55 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: Crewman Jo'thra> :: shows up in Sickbay, holding his arm and looking distressed ::
(9:53:12 PM) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Arriving at his destination he rings the bell to the quarters; to no response.:: Self: Engineering, here... ::He senses nothing beyond the door, so he takes the liberty of overriding it and enters.::
(9:54:03 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: <Nurse Wubbels> ::bustles over with a look of concern:: Joth'ra: What happened? Have a seat and I'll take a look.. ::gestures to a biobed::
(9:54:40 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: Bartender> :: reports Ten Forward's faulty replicator to Engineering and returns to T'Lira :: SCI: I'm so sorry, but the soup isn't replicating, either. It seems I have a real problem on my hands! I can't make anything for anyone. Let me see what we have in storage, all right?
(9:55:07 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: <Wubbels>::grabs a tricorder from a trolley nearby::
(9:55:28 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: Crewman Jo'thra> :: seats himself on a biobed, presenting his forearm :: My replicator zapped me! Look, it burned me!
(9:55:30 PM) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: thinks for a moment :: Bartender: Do you happen to have an engineering kit? I believe I could make remedial repairs while you wait for Engineering to arrive.
(9:57:36 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: Bartender> :: comes back with a dried ration pack and attempts to make something edible out of it :: SCI: I...don't think so. You're welcome to take a look at the replicator though. Anything to get it working again!
(9:58:00 PM) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Walks up to the replicator, which is indeed damaged... but there's something on it. Removes his tricorder, scanning it, and following a trail of the substance to a metal container, left open on the table.::
(9:58:07 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: <Wubbels>::runs the tricorder over his arm:: Joth'ra: Hmm.. second degree burn even. That looks painful. How'd the replicator zap you, anyway? ::reaches for a dermal regenerator::
(9:58:24 PM) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: nods and rises, stepping over to the replicator and checking the settings to ensure there is nothing in error with the coding ::
(10:00:01 PM) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: the settings don't seem to indicate anything amiss, so she pries open a panel and checks the wiring, looking for anything that may have been placed incorrectly ::
(10:00:17 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: Crewman Jo'thra> I don't know! I was just trying to order something, and it wouldn't do it. I tried to manually tap over the list, and when I touched it, zap! :: winces as Wubbels runs the tricorder over his arm ::
(10:01:45 PM) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Self: Hmmm... its biological... ::Sniffs the air.:: With an acrid, unpleasant smell... origin, uncertain...
(10:02:01 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::nods as she listens, pausing her scan to begin the dermal regen process:: Jo'thra: You know, I never understood why consoles zap people.. it's like they all have bad wiring or something..
(10:02:11 PM) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: lifts an eyebrow as she replaces the panel :: Bartender: I believe your unit is faulty and should be replaced, but I am not an engineer and thus cannot make a final conclusion regarding the matter.
(10:02:53 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: <Wubbels>Jothra: Bad engineering design, if you ask me..
(10:02:59 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: Bartender> :: produces a sad, watery soup for T'Lira :: SCI: I'm sorry. I'm no good without the replicator. Thanks for trying.
(10:03:38 PM) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Waits as the tricorder processes the material.:: Self: Suspicious metal container... no personnel present.
(10:03:43 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: Crewman Jo'thra> :: smiles at Wubbels, starting to feel better with the dermal regenerator being used on his arm :: I think I agree. Thanks, that's much better now.
(10:05:22 PM) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: eyes the soup but says nothing about its quality :: Bartender: Your skills are sufficient, but I do recommend contacting Engineering. Thank you.
(10:05:58 PM) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Frowns as the substance cannot be identified.:: Comp: Computer scan for any other instance of this material, aboard the ship
(10:06:44 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: does boring routine things, unaware of the interesting things going on elsewhere ::
(10:06:54 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: <Wubbels>::finishes up the dermal regeneration, the skin going from blistered to smooth and babylike in a matter of minutes::
(10:07:07 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: Bartender> :: bows head :: SCI: I did, yes. :: rushes off to make do with other people's orders ::
(10:08:13 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: ACTION> The Computer beeps unpleasantly, but otherwise doesn't respond to Ilaihr's request.
(10:09:02 PM) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Comp: Computer... comply.
(10:09:39 PM) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: receive a notification on his console and double checks... then sends a couple Marines to investigate. :: Self, but loud enough to be heard: A Brig forcefield failure? Hmm.
(10:09:40 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: Crewman Jo'thra: Whew. Thank you.
(10:10:30 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: <Wubbels> Jothra: How does that feel?
(10:10:47 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: Crewman Jo'thra> A little tender, but much better.
(10:12:28 PM) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Comp: Computer... Comply... ::Asks again, more authoritative.::
(10:12:30 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: notes what Wolfe said with a thought of "Hmm, that's odd," but doesn't think of it again until a handful of Operations reports of small failures begin to sporadically come in, then does some checking...::
(10:12:44 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: perks an ear towards Wolfe and turns to look up at him :: CTO: Really?
(10:12:46 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: <Wubbles>Jo'thra: Did you put in a work order to get the replicator fixed? Wouldn't want that to happen again..
(10:13:31 PM) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: XO: Yes. A force field failed. No prisoners - we're at the starbase where we'd take them after all, but... it's weird.
(10:13:53 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: Computer> ENG: Please state your....ffzzzttt!!
(10:14:42 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: XO: Commander, I'm.. seeing reports of small failures popping up all over the ship.
(10:15:15 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: XO: I'm not sure it's enough to suggest a pattern, yet, it's only a few, but....
(10:16:26 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: stands up on all fours, the plates on her back bristling :: CSO: It seems rather sudden, don't you think? I just read reports from all departments claiming everything was fine.
(10:16:48 PM) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Taps his commbadge:: *XO*: Ilaihr to Commander Kuari... we need to initiate an immediate ship quarantine.
(10:16:57 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: <Wubbels>::reaches over to grab a padd to enter her report on the injury, which she then sends up to Dr. Tailor::
(10:17:08 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: XO: It does, but it's poss... :: words die in her mouth as she hears Ilaihr ::
(10:18:07 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: that creepy feeling continues up her spine at Ilaihr's comm, and she looks towards Wolfe :: CTO: Quarantine the ship!
(10:18:23 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: XO: Did he say quarantine?
(10:19:06 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: *ENG* Lieutenant Ilaihr, what's going on? You left the Bridge rather suddenly. Is this related?
(10:19:34 PM) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: *XO*: I believe there is some biological substance, infecting the ship.
(10:20:00 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: Crewman Jo'thra:, I didn't. I'll do that now. Thank you, nurse.
(10:20:02 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: XO: While we're docked...?
(10:20:16 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Computer: Computer, initiate full system diagnostic.
(10:20:17 PM) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: *XO*: I cannot determine it's properties... but it does not match anything the Starfleet database.
(10:20:40 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: CSO: Yes. We cannot infect the starbase.
(10:21:02 PM) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: looks at Kuari blankly a moment, then goes into overdrive. ::
(10:21:14 PM) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: eats the lackluster soup and can't help but to wonder if this replicator problem is something in the computer core or just a faulty unit as she suspects. As things stand, this is a matter for the engineers, so she turns her mind to her current experiments ::
(10:21:22 PM) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: seals the gangway, then worries about what else to do ::
(10:21:27 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: XO: I'm more curious as to how we became infected while we were docked. Shall I disconnect us from station umbilicals?
(10:21:35 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: <Wubbels> Jo'thra: You're welcome ::smiles:: You're cleared for duty. Come back if you need anything else..
(10:22:32 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: CSO: Yes, as per protocol. It's not common training to do so at a starbase, but we need to.
(10:22:48 PM) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: *XO*: And, commander... I do not believe this to be an accident.
(10:23:06 PM) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: sends commands all over the ship to clear all moorings ::
(10:23:39 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: *ENG* Why?
(10:23:47 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: *Vinland* Vinland, Atlantis. Due to unknown disruption, we are entering shipwide quarantine. Severing umbilical connections now.
(10:23:48 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::looks over and sees the report from Wubbels.:: Self: Replicator, huh..
(10:24:13 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: alerts any crew that is not yet aboard of quarantine with orders to stand by ::
(10:26:46 PM) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: *XO*: While I have encountered pathogens that can affect both biology and technology alike, they are rare, and they're natural habit is most certainly not the metal contain I have found this one in... poured over a replicator.
(10:26:51 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::sends an order down to sickbay to follow quarantine protocols::
(10:28:28 PM) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Takes a seat on the sofa, and remains pensive and quiet for a while.::
(10:28:44 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: begins pacing the center of the Bridge in tight angles :: *ENG* Back away from it, but don't leave the room. Stand by. :: looks up at the people in question :: *ENG* I'm sending Wright and Doctor Tailor to you to better analyze what you've found.
(10:29:59 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: wordlessly reaches into a locker for a science kit and waits to board the TL with Dr. Tailor ::
(10:31:08 PM) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: *XO*: I understand, Commander.
(10:31:29 PM) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: *XO*: You should remain calm.
(10:32:19 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: looks to Wolfe :: CTO: Major, send a team to make sure the area remains clear. All non-essential crew to quarters. Send men to the other areas experiencing problems, too...whoever we have aboard, anyway. Don't let them get too close, though. Take biohazard precautions.
(10:33:09 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: notes the comm indicator and checks it before she goes :: XO: Commander... Captain Harper is hailing.
(10:34:05 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: winces to herself and turns towards the main viewer :: CSO: Put it up.
(10:34:11 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: XO: Shall I leave the comm to you while I go suit up?
(10:34:21 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: puts it up ::
(10:34:39 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: CSO: Just stand by, this shouldn't take long.
(10:34:40 PM) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: XO: Aye :: sends teams and makes sure it's big enough to cover anyone coming from anywhere. ::
(10:35:46 PM) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Crosses his legs, and begins meditating on the problem.::
(10:35:59 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Harper> *Atlantis* What in the :: artful swearing in some unknown language :: is going on over there?
(10:37:00 PM) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: *XO*: Inform the Captain, her Lethean require work.
(10:37:56 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Harper> *Atlantis* I heard that... :: narrows eyes :: ...what is this quarantine, Commander Kuari?
(10:39:05 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: flattens her ears to her head :: *Harper* We're not sure on the details yet. Ilaihr found a biological substance... :: checks her console :: crewman Klein's quarters. It appears to be causing malfunctions across the ship, and we don't know how it's spreading. I'm quarantining the ship to keep it from passing to Vinland while we investigate.
(10:40:51 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: XO: Do you recommend biohazard suits?
(10:40:53 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Harper> *Atlantis* :: looks thoughtful :: ...It sounds like you have made the right call. Very well, I trust your judgment. Stay safe and keep me apprised of the situation.
(10:41:03 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: CMO: Yes.
(10:41:08 PM) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: receives the reports that his teams have taken proper precautions and are in position in the various areas around Atlantis where they need to be, with no one going in or out who isn't authorized. :: quietly to XO: Marine teams in position.
(10:41:29 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: nods to Harper on the viewscreen, attempting to look capable ::
(10:42:16 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: *Harper* Atlantis out.
(10:42:42 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: CSO: We'll need to stop to get suits first then ::grabs her medkit from her station and heads over to the turbolift, waiting on Wright::
(10:42:48 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Harper> :: nods as the comm cuts, then sits staring at the screen, feeling a bit helpless. ::
(10:43:07 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: nods at Tailor :: CMO: Let's go, then.
(10:43:54 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: as Wright and Tailor leave, turns to Wolfe :: CTO: I want you to find crewman Klein. Apprehend him and find out what caused this.
(10:44:48 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: picks up her science kit and joins the doctor in the TL :: CMO: we should be able to find suits on our destination deck.
(10:44:55 PM) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::orders the turbolift to the proper decks and it swooshes off to its destination... ::
(10:45:12 PM) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: XO: Aye. :: steps off the Bridge into the Turbolift behind him. Then, he's gone. ::
(10:45:17 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: PAUSE SIM
(10:45:18 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: PAUSE SIM
(10:45:20 PM) XO_LCdr_Kuari: PAUSE SIM