Conversation with #st_missionroom1 at Wed Feb 13 20:57:44 2019 on CaptHarper@chat.startrekengage.com (irc)
(21:17:05) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:17:05) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:17:06) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:17:23) CaptHarper: :: on the bridge, awaiting the completion of the excavation solution and word from the surface :
(21:18:47) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: is on the Bridge at Tactical 1, ready for all the stuff that probably won't happen anytime soon. But he's ready. ::
(21:20:14) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: is at her own station, working away on something, attention flicking to the other crew members every so often, as she worked. ::
(21:20:45) CaptHarper: :: wanders over to tactical :: CTO: Major, how are the final calculations coming for the excavation?
(21:21:10) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: sits next to Harper, watching Wright's holocamera footage on her console, grinning ::
(21:22:44) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::is doing her thing on the bridge so she can pay attention to whatever's going on with the excavation, in case there's a medical emergency in the middle of it or something::
(21:23:02) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Is currently meditating in his quarters, having been ordered to rest by the captain. But uncomfortable with doing nothing, he centres his energies, whilst mentally constructing and experimenting with some form of Panglish that the Ursines may be able to use for rudimentary verbal communication with humanoids.::
(21:23:02) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: just doing her thing at her station ::
(21:23:48) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: CO: We've got the data we need from the Ursines so that we're not threatening them, and it allows us to excavate at in most areas, and close enough in all the rest, to where we were originally going to excavate. The bears are happy. We're happy. Everybody's happy. And we're ready to start on your command.
(21:24:42) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: arrives on the bridge, nodding to those she sees as she heads for her usual console ::
(21:25:28) CaptHarper: CTO: Wonderful. :: smilles and heads forward to Ops :: SCi: Contact the colony and advise them that we are ready to begin.
(21:27:15) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: looks up from her console to Wolfe and Harper, listening ::
(21:27:32) SCI_LtJG_Jude: CO: Aye. :: taps console, sending a message to the colony ::
(21:29:02) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: looks back up from console :: CO: The area is clear and they are ready.
(21:31:56) CaptHarper: :: looks over at the helm :: NAV: Take us to stationary orbit above the target.
(21:32:25) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: CO: Aye, capitana. :: transfers Atlantis to a very high stationary orbit above the target and circularizes ::
(21:34:32) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Feels his strength returning, in the frozen darkness of his quarters. He smiles to himself as he senses the contentedness of the crew around him, for success with an unusual first contact. Takes a deep breath of air that would burn a human's lungs most uncomfortably, before getting to his feet and finding his uniform robe.::
(21:35:03) CaptHarper: :: watches the planet grow smaller on the main viewer as they get substantially farther away ::
(21:37:08) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: works out calculations for excavation firing patterns, ::
(21:37:18) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: watches the main viewer, too ::
(21:37:29) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: checks the readings :: CO: We are in stationary orbit, precisely above the target. I have the computer station-keeping.
(21:37:58) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: works on typing up her report from the mission, taking her time to get the details right ::
(21:38:16) CaptHarper: NAV: Thank you, lieutenant. :: strides back to the center of the bridge, but doesn't sit ::
(21:38:30) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: :: watches main viewer closely ::
(21:38:33) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Grabs his cane, and goes to leave; only to find the door has partially frozen shut. Gives it a few good whacks down the middle, before it slowly swishes open; and he is finally able to leave.:: Self: Must put antifreeze on the door... ::Plods off down the corridor.::
(21:41:02) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: zeroes in on the beginning of his first excavation target and makes a final check of his calculations. ::
(21:41:29) CaptHarper: CTO: Major, begin a five minute countdown when you are ready. SCI: Once he begins the countdown, broadcast to the colony.
(21:41:45) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: CO: Aye. Five minutes on my mark...
(21:41:48) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: All: Mark.
(21:42:39) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: she taps her console, as she begins a broadcast of the countdown ::
(21:43:19) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: watches for the phaser fire, fascinated by the calculated accuracy of the mining process ::
(21:44:28) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Steps into the turbolift and instructs it to take him to the bridge; he hummed along to the sound of the lift making it's way up.::
(21:44:39) CaptHarper: :: sits down on the front edge of her chair as she waits ::
(21:46:03) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: watches the countdown carefully, and watching for the phaser fire ::
(21:47:00) CaptHarper: :: stands up again as the countdown nears its end, and places her hands on her hips as she watches the viewer ::
(21:47:22) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: carefully monitors their station-keeping, but the computer is better at it than he could ever be, keeping it impossibly precise ::
(21:47:40) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: as the countdown ends, begins the fire patterns, timing them so that the phaser blasts will strike the planet exactly five seconds after the end of the countdown there. ::
(21:48:12) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Tubrolift comes to a halt, and the old Aenar steps off and onto the bridge; quietly trotting over to his post, and continuing on with his work as if the away mission never happened.::
(21:48:53) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::half pays attention to the countdown and excavation blasts while she gets a move-on with some reports, and catches up with the latest medical journals::
(21:49:36) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: :: scoots his way over to Ilaihr :: ENG: Eeeeyyyyyy- so how-how-how are y-y-y-y-you d-doing?
(21:50:43) CaptHarper: ACTION> Phaser fire streaks out from the ship, visible on the main viewer, toward the planet.
(21:50:49) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: the first pulses strike the planet in exactly the right placements, leaving long-line craters in their wake. He tightens up the patterns as they go, becoming more and more precise ::
(21:51:02) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ENG2: As always, I'm quite well, my dear boy.
(21:51:32) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ENG2: And how are you, Ensign?
(21:52:02) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::shoots a glance over to Ilaihr, he seems normal enough after what happened on the surface:: ENG: Did Dr. Acacia look you over like I asked her to?
(21:52:13) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: watches the needlepoint excavation, eyes wide and unblinking from her prone position on her seat ::
(21:52:36) CaptHarper: :: watches, not even needing to give the order for a report on precision, knowing it will come ::
(21:53:52) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: gives Tailor a look that says, 'we did our best'. Ilaihr's vitals were fine, so.. the usual story of the stubborn. ::
(21:54:01) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: CMO: I'm quite alright. But yes... she used one of those blasted medical tricorders to scan me.
(21:54:23) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: can't help but smile, shrugging ::
(21:54:29) CaptHarper: XO: Remarkable, is it not?
(21:54:43) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: nods, her eyes unmoving ::
(21:54:44) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: finishes the first excavation and resights the phasers to the second excavation site. :: CO: Ready to begin second excavation.
(21:55:02) CaptHarper: CTO: At your discretion, Mister Wolfe.
(21:55:09) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: begins the next firing pattern. :: CO: Aye.
(21:56:13) CaptHarper: ACTION> More phaser shots streak away toward the colony.
(21:56:35) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ENG: I suppose the Doctor's findings agreed with your assessment, otherwise she'd have made you stay in sickbay.. ::glances over to Acacia: 'right'?::
(21:56:47) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: watches the fireworks ::
(21:57:32) TAC2_2LT_Grey: CMO: I kept a close eye on him while we were planetside, ma'am. :: contributes from her station, watching Wolfe's precision aims ::
(21:57:35) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: with this pattern being more precise, Wolfe and the computer take it in stride and continue on. :: CO: Reports coming back on the first excavation. No anomalies or discrepancies.
(21:58:36) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: CMO: Now, now Doctor. She had much more pressing matters. She was used as a psionic conduit. It can be disconcerting if you are unfamiliar with the practice.
(21:58:44) CaptHarper: :: turns to him and smiles :: CTO: Good shooting. You could blast a buffalo out from between its wings.
(21:59:11) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: smirks slightly at being talked about, chiming in :: ENG: Disconcerting is a word for it.
(21:59:14) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: continues firing :: CO: Pretty sure I've done it.
(21:59:24) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: cocks her head, confused by Harper's words ::
(22:00:19) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: TAC2: Thank you. ::nods to Grey:: ENG: Ahh.. I'm not familiar, but I can see how it could be disconcerting.
(22:01:07) CaptHarper: :: has no idea that made no sense, and turns back to the viewer to watch the rest of the shots ::
(22:02:37) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: MED: Under ideal circumstances, it requires years of psionic training and mental disciplining.
(22:02:44) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: salutes slightly to the CMO, before turning her attention back to her station. ::
(22:04:21) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: gets to the most intricate pattern of the excavation and doubles down on his attention. ::
(22:04:36) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: scratches the back of her neck, starting to get a bit uncomfortable at the line of discussion. She tried to focus on her report. ::
(22:05:55) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: is still watching, this part being the most impressive ::
(22:06:29) CaptHarper: :: folds her arms over her chest and watches the display of precision ::
(22:07:22) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: splits the beam and is now working with two excavations for a moment before bringing everything back together. Seconds later, this excavation site is also complete. He takes a breath before continuing with the third and final excavation, the simplest. It takes a few seconds. ::
(22:07:57) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: checks his work. :: CO: Excavation complete, with a 0.0003% variance from the planned troughs.
(22:08:14) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: smiles at looks over to Wolfe :: CTO: Good work.
(22:08:33) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: MED: I could teach you a number of telepathic techniques.
(22:09:23) CaptHarper: :: claps her hands together :: CTO: Well done! That is incredibly accurate.
(22:09:36) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: blinks, looking up at Ilaihr. She seems distant for just a moment, then resolved. :: ENG: ..you mean that? I'd take you up on that.
(22:10:00) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: CO: I was going for .00015%, but it'll do.
(22:10:48) CaptHarper: :: smirks ::
(22:12:21) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: smiles faintly at seeing her commander's completion of the excavations, impressed. ::
(22:12:52) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: MED: I studied under the monks at Mount Selaya for twenty years, and then after I left, I went on to study every bit of knowledge on telepathy and psionic manipulation. Of course, that was something of a hobby around the various things I was doing at the time.
(22:12:53) CaptHarper: SCI: Lieutenant, confirm with the colony that all is as they expect.
(22:14:23) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: looks down at console, sending a message to the colony, and waits back for a response ::
(22:14:35) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: MED: But yes. As a Betazoid, you should possess the necessary higher brain function, and empathic self-awareness to learn at least some of it.
(22:14:50) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: takes a deep breath, offering a small, genuine smile, her tone sincere. :: ENG: I just had my family, growing up.. I have a lot to learn, and I'd be honored to learn from a master like you. Thank you.
(22:15:40) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: MED: Your species are similar to Deltan, and I once had a Deltan apprentice.
(22:16:42) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: MED: But every telepathic race brings something unique.
(22:17:23) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: MED: My people are renowned for creating illusions, and our sensory abilities.
(22:17:27) SCI_LtJG_Jude: CO: They will need more time, but will transmit the confirmation soon.
(22:17:43) CaptHarper: SCI: Understood, thank you.
(22:18:31) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: bobs her head lightly :: ENG: I know little of other telepathic races aside from how to treat their ailments. I've always been interested in the varied history, though. I hadn't realized you were so knowledgable, Commander.
(22:19:28) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: MED: I've written several books on the topic.
(22:19:47) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Chuckles, looking to his console.::
(22:20:08) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: grins, making a note to herself to read his works before going into a lesson with him. ::
(22:20:50) CaptHarper: :: lets out a satisfied breath as she waits for news of their success, although it is a foregone conclusion with the accuracy report ::
(22:21:25) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: perks an ear towards Harper's sigh, then looks over with her left eye ::
(22:23:08) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: leans back in his chair, perking an ear toward the telepaths in the back, having no insight into that sort of thing, he finds it interesting ::
(22:23:35) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: taps console and looks up :: CO: I received confirmation.
(22:24:28) CaptHarper: :: beams :: All: Well done. I know that took a lot of coordination between several departments. Thank you all for doing such great and precise work!
(22:24:50) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: smiles and looks around at everyone ::
(22:24:54) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: smiles, though the computer did all of his work for him ::
(22:25:32) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: stands at tactical ::
(22:26:25) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: perks eyebrow :: CO: The colony administrator is hailing us, Captain.
(22:26:51) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: straightens her neck upwards, prepared to be presentable and looks towards the viewscreen ::
(22:27:34) CaptHarper: :: Picard maneuvers and adjusts her captainly updo :: SCI: On screen.
(22:28:25) CaptHarper: Ryne> :: Appears on screen, as stately as ever, but actually smiling :: It seems woefully inadequate to simply thank you and your crew for all you've done for us, Captain.
(22:29:34) CaptHarper: *Ryne* It is all part of the job, Administrator. :: returns the smile :: And we are happy to do it.
(22:31:03) CaptHarper: Ryne> Thank you, from all of us here. I trust we will be seeing the Atlantis again?
(22:31:42) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: MED: And in the case of Ferengi and Breen the like. I do not hold to the belief that they are immune to telepathy. I believe the structure of their brains causes them to transmit and receive telepathic signals on a frequency to the telepathic races that are Federation member worlds.
(22:32:36) CaptHarper: *Ryne* Of course. Third Fleet's primary duty is exploration, and the frontier only gets farther away from home. We will be out here for you, so hail if you need us.
(22:34:04) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: pauses her work, thinking about that for a moment. She glances up at the viewscreen, speaking quietly back to the Ilaihr to avoid being picked up by the comm :: ENG: I for one have always made it a point not to believe what is considered common knowledge, but I've never tried to read a Ferengi myself.
(22:34:15) CaptHarper: Ryne> I expect you for tea next time, then. :: nods graciously :: Trondheim out.
(22:34:27) MED_LtJG_Acacia: ENG: It must be hard if most think it's impossible.
(22:35:13) CaptHarper: ACTION> The screen returns to the view of the whole planetary disc below.
(22:35:41) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: looks from the viewscreen, now black, to Harper ::
(22:36:09) CaptHarper: :: returns Kuari's look :: XO: I call that a complete success, Number One.
(22:36:21) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: MED: There's no inherent value in reading a Ferengi's mind. Besides, they give themselves away in their body language.
(22:36:21) XO_Cdr_Kuari: CO: I do, too.
(22:37:35) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: tries and fails to stifle a laugh, biting her lower lip. She shrugs. ::
(22:40:48) CaptHarper: XO: I actually look forward to making my report to the Admiral. I think that even he would have been surprised by the bears. Perhaps not Ilaihr's solution, though.
(22:41:00) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: Self: And there are far more effective ways to extract information from a Ferengi.
(22:42:11) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: smiles in humor :: CO: You think they'll believe you?
(22:42:13) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: CO: Unusual problems require unusual solutions.
(22:42:26) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: mutters :: Self: Latinum, mostly.
(22:43:11) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: MED: Personally, the mere sight of a Tholian bearing down on them, is enough.
(22:43:22) XO_Cdr_Kuari: CO: You might get a personal communique for the sole purpose of verifying that your report isn't a joke.
(22:43:35) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Cackles.::
(22:43:39) CaptHarper: XO: Yes, indeed... they will believe me, but I may get a raised eyebrow from the Commodore.
(22:44:04) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::goes back to reading a fascinating medical study on gut bacterium::
(22:44:12) XO_Cdr_Kuari: CO: :: nods sagely :: No question.
(22:45:09) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: laughs at Kuari's comment, but he's not wrong ::
(22:45:29) CaptHarper: :: laughs ::
(22:46:42) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: laughs, showing teeth, happy to entertain her friend ::
(22:47:13) CaptHarper: :: closes her eyes for a moment, still smiling from the laughter, and sighs contentedly ::
(22:47:38) CaptHarper: :: opens her eyes again :: All: With that, it is time to move on.
(22:48:30) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: her smile fading, takes in a deep breath and a nods faintly ::
(22:49:53) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Smiles, getting on with his work.::
(22:49:57) CaptHarper: NAV: Set a course forrr... :: leans down to consult the charts on her chair arm :: There. :: touches an unexplored star system and sends it to the helm :: At warp six.
(22:50:21) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: lays in the course, figuring it too close to use the slipstream drive :: CO: Course laid in and ready, capitana.
(22:50:39) CaptHarper: NAV: Engage.
(22:50:45) CaptHarper: ACTION> Atlantis warps away into the black.
(22:50:50) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM
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