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(21:25:09) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:25:09) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:25:10) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:26:22) Ykavosh: The Xov is a philosophy that all have an assigned role in society, each according to their nature. To act against one's nature is to act against the Xov.
(21:26:51) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: listens intently while she stands away from the group, keeping an eye on their surroundings ::
(21:27:04) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: sits in her usual spot on the bridge, monitoring the away team's status as Tailor is on the mission ::
(21:27:19) Ykavosh: All contribute to the whole of society by doing their duty.
(21:28:00) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: ponders the compatibility of this philosophy with that of Starfleet ::
(21:29:43) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: stands in the garden with the rest of the crew, near Harper, listening and watching ::
(21:29:50) CaptHarper: :: thinks on this a moment ::
(21:30:27) CaptHarper: Ykavosh: Who determines a person's duty to society?
(21:31:44) Ykavosh: Xovul are tested as children to determine their aptitude and best fit within the whole. Outsiders that join us do the same.
(21:32:22) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: has questions, but doesn't know if she's the appropriate person to ask them, so stays quiet ::
(21:33:34) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: she is reminded of a 21st century book that seems somewhat similar to this, but shrugs it off ::
(21:34:06) CaptHarper: Ykavosh: So all are assigned to jobs that they are most qualified to do. Does... personal choice play any role in this?
(21:34:46) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: looks from Harper to Ykavosh from her seated position on the ground, eager to hear the answer ::
(21:35:13) Ykavosh: No. Why would anyone choose to defy their talent?
(21:35:49) XO_Cdr_Kuari: Ykavosh: Are you saying it doesn't happen?
(21:36:21) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Stands leaning on his cane, watching the Xovul leader, gauging his intent; whilst trying to reach out to Nəme.::
(21:36:28) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: hesitantly :: Ykavosh: ...What if... what if people have multiple talents?
(21:36:48) Ykavosh: XO: It does, now and then. Such people are reminded of their nature.
(21:37:11) Ykavosh: CSO: Then they will be assigned to their best fit.
(21:37:35) SCI_LtJG_Jude: Ykavosh: How do you mean... "reminded"?
(21:38:18) Ykavosh: SCI: Additional classes in the Xov.
(21:39:22) Ykavosh: We find that it gives us purpose. We have our duty to fulfil, and that duty serves the greater whole. It is attractive to many, including some of your own.
(21:39:43) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Ykavosh: Does your society operate on a caste system, then?
(21:39:45) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: All: They are similar to the old Bajoran d'jarras.
(21:40:09) CaptHarper: :: tilts her head a bit :: Ykavosh: You said all are welcome if they follow the Xov... so you mean that you are famliar with us, since some of our peoples have joined you?
(21:41:46) Ykavosh: CO: Indeed. We have humans like you. CSO: I am unfamiliar, but my translator gives me a negative connotation to that. The roles are all equal parts of the whole, though there are command structures in appropriate places.
(21:41:50) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: continues sizing up the Xovul, and still doesn't have as much read as he would like. ::
(21:42:45) CaptHarper: :: smiles to show she takes no offesne :: Ykavosh: I am actually not human, but Risan.
(21:42:48) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks at Kate. Humans like.. Kate? ::
(21:43:10) Ykavosh: :: narrows his eyes at Harper :: Ah, I see. You look similar, to me.
(21:43:11) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: knows Ykavosh couldn't be talking about herself ::
(21:43:26) SCI_LtJG_Jude: Ykavosh: What happens if somebody decides to... leave your society?
(21:44:01) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: shifts from foot to foot before moving to begin pacing around the area that the group was meeting in, checking all surroundings intently ::
(21:45:59) Ykavosh: SCI: Leaving is illogical, but some do. We generally will not pursue, but it is our duty to bring them back to the Xov if the opportunity arises.
(21:46:08) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Closes his eyes, focusing his mind.:: *Nəme*: Can you hear me?
(21:49:04) CaptHarper: :: tries to steer things a bit more diplomatically :: Ykavosh> It seems we differ on individuality, but that is a difference we can respect.
(21:49:22) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: *Nəme*: There are visitors. Another species has happened upon this world. If you can hear me, my mind is open for you to see them through my eyes.
(21:49:40) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: sits silently, letting Harper lead the conversation ::
(21:51:38) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: shifts slightly, brushing against Harper with a couple millimeters of motion ::
(21:52:01) CaptHarper: :: glances at Wolfe ::
(21:52:49) Ykavosh: CO: I see. Do you not encourage people to do the jobs they are best suited for? It is something I thought I knew from the humans I have met.
(21:53:56) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: furrows her brow, but only slightly in thought, wondering the commonality of these "humans" the Xovul have met ::
(21:54:14) CaptHarper: :: nods :: Ykavosh> Yes, but we find there to be a difference between encouragement and requirement. And, as you can see, we are more than just humans. :: gestures to her landing party ::
(21:54:47) Ykavosh: :: surveys the aliens before him ::
(21:55:09) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: does a small gesture in greeting to Ykavosh from her position across the area, before turning her attention back to examining the surroundings ::
(21:55:17) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::shifts uncomfortably at the discussion, it seems coldly utilitarian, what if someone doesn't 'fit in' to whatever mold they're forced into?::
(21:55:28) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: is just human, so looks a bit bashful ::
(21:56:15) CaptHarper: Ykavosh: The Federation is a diverse society, made up of many species, all with their own values and societies.
(21:56:45) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Creases form in the corners of his eyes, as he strains to make contact with the bears; finding the silence unsettling.::
(21:57:13) Ykavosh: CO: I see. :: looks around again, then settles on an example, gesturing to Grey ::
(21:57:48) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: looks from Ykavosh to Grey, then back ::
(21:58:16) Ykavosh: CO: You seem to have a woman as a security guard. Why would you do this, when, :: gestures to Wolfe :: men such as he are clearly more suited to the task?
(21:58:32) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: eyebrows raise ::
(21:58:49) CaptHarper: Ykavosh: We believe men and women to be equals.
(21:59:11) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: hears that and immediately turns away from scanning the surroundings to fix blazing brown eyes on Ykavosh, but remaining silent at this point ::
(21:59:15) Ykavosh: Yet, even among your species, they clearly are physically not equal. :: gestures between the two Marines again ::
(22:00:31) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Lets out a roaring laugh, before going dead silent again. His eye can be seen rolling under his eyelids.::
(22:00:57) Ykavosh: :: eyes the blue one ::
(22:01:05) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: looks quickly towards Ilaihr, drawn by his outburst ::
(22:01:09) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: jumps up and stands next to Ilaihr :: ENG: Are you ok?
(22:01:29) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks at Ilaihr, wondering what triggered his mirth ::
(22:01:32) CaptHarper: :: looks back to Ilaihr questioningly ::
(22:03:12) CaptHarper: :: then turns back to the matter at hand :: Ykavosh: Lt. Grey here has passed all the physical requirements for the job. She might surprise you, even.
(22:03:15) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: Ykavosh: Appearances can be deceiving. ::Goes back to doing what he was doing.::
(22:04:07) Ykavosh: CO,ENG: Mm, perhaps. Energy weapons are great equalizers, but in hand to hand combat, I know who would win.
(22:04:15) SCI_LtJG_Jude: ENG: What do you mean by that? What are you seeing?
(22:05:02) CaptHarper: Ykavosh: What do women in your society do?
(22:05:43) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: listens, barely managing to stay silent the entire time ::
(22:06:00) Ykavosh: CO: Scientists, tacticians, clerics. Jobs of the mind and soul, rather than the body.
(22:07:01) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: color rushes to her cheeks ever so slightly in embarrassment for following this... vision of what is appropriate for women ::
(22:07:59) TAC2_2LT_Grey: Ykavosh: No physically challenging jobs?
(22:09:33) Ykavosh: TAC2: Generally not, but exceptionally strong women with little aptitude for science could end up as builders.
(22:09:45) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: *Nəme*: Do you hear me?
(22:11:44) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: scowls briefly before turning to continue moving around the area they had gathered :: Ykavosh: So, let me get this straight... women are only allowed to do jobs that relate to the mind and soul instead of physically-related... unless they do not have an aptitude for science and are strong, did I get that correct?
(22:11:59) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: Ykavosh: While men and women may not be built exactly the same way, I've always been able to count on Lt. Grey for anythng I need her to do. In our training, she is a leader.
(22:12:11) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> *ENG*: We see them... we have been watching. And you do not know them?
(22:13:06) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Tilts his head as he finally makes contact.:: *Nəme*: Not before now. By they call themselves...
(22:13:28) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: wonders what they think of a ship where the CO, XO, and second officer are all women ::
(22:13:39) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: Ykavosh: I would also point out that if there is any way that she is physically inferior to a man, she has found some pretty creative ways to make up for it. To the point where none of her sparring partners ever notice. :: keeps direct eye contact with Ykavosh. ::
(22:13:40) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: briefly flashes a thankful expression her CO's way before letting her eyes sweep their surroundings ::
(22:13:47) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> *ENG*: The Xovul. We heard.
(22:13:55) Ykavosh: :: eyes Grey :: Yes, but it is a biophysical reality that they will never be as strong as our soldiers, so we find other physical tasks for them.
(22:14:05) CaptHarper: :: looks apologetically at Grey ::
(22:14:58) Ykavosh: :: turns to Wolfe :: CTO: Ah, see, we do use women in leadership roles. We find their minds to be their strengths.
(22:16:00) CaptHarper: :: tries to get the diplomacy train back on track :: Ykavosh: Another difference, but we find differences to be fascinating. The diversity in our cultures gives us part of our strength.
(22:16:43) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: *Nəme*: Are they the Sky Demons? Their appearance so soon after our own contact... I found it suspicious.
(22:17:11) Ykavosh: While we shun it. Tell me of your diversity.
(22:17:57) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: turns to look at her crewmates as they speak, ready to back them off if necessary, but it's not necessary as Harper continues to speak and she faces Ykavosh again ::
(22:18:30) CaptHarper: Ykavosh: Well, as I said, I am Risan. :: sweeps across the party :: We have, just here, humans, a Rucara, an Andorian, a Betazoid, and even people who are of mixed heritage.
(22:19:26) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::listening, trying to force herself to keep an open mind about these people::
(22:19:36) Ykavosh: :: eyes Kuari :: I have never heard of Rucara, but I can see passing similarities between us.
(22:19:53) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: attempts to catch the Captain's eye again, gesturing thank you with her hand not on her phaser, before turning her attention back to her previous scanning ::
(22:20:51) Ykavosh: As for the rest, I have heard stories, in passing, that the humans among us have told. You have telepathy, yes?
(22:21:04) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: most of their party is female, come to think of it... ::
(22:21:13) CaptHarper: Ykavosh: I do not, no, but some of us can do that.
(22:21:40) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Appears as a projection within Ilaihr's mind, standing beside the old Aenar.:: *ENG*: Much time has passed. I do not know.
(22:21:41) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: raises her hand up, and then points to Ilaihr ::
(22:22:10) Ykavosh: :: eyes the indicated telepaths ::
(22:22:28) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Stares up at the thin air.:: Self: Interesting...
(22:23:11) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: looks down at Ilaihr and bends over to whisper :: ENG: What is?
(22:23:27) CaptHarper: Ryne> :: watching the interactions from afar, glad that she's not having to keep these people entertained any longer ::
(22:24:40) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: *SCI*: Be mindful. ::Passes his milky eyed gaze at Ykavosh.::
(22:26:21) SCI_LtJG_Jude: *ENG*: What do you know about them? Are they hiding something?
(22:26:22) CaptHarper: :: looks back at Jude and Ilaihr for a moment ::
(22:27:53) CaptHarper: :: with a friendly smile, she again tries to keep things genial :: Ykavosh: Do you have a family that you can tell us of?
(22:28:04) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: looks from Jude and Ilaihr back to Ykavosh ::
(22:28:25) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: finds that while they seem pretty open, there's just something about the Ykavosh that doesn't sit right with him. Something that he doesn't trust. ::
(22:28:52) Ykavosh: No. We do not have families. Once an egg is viable, it is given over to people who care for it and raise it to adulthood.
(22:29:00) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: *SCI/Nəme*: I cannot read them.
(22:30:00) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: catches Ilaihr and Jude's interactions before frowning, picking up the same kind of feeling that Wolfe was picking up from Ykavosh ::
(22:30:18) SCI_LtJG_Jude: *ENG*: I would, except for the 'do not use telepathy on an individual without permission' rule. Even then... something does not sit right.
(22:30:33) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Shifts uncomfortably, as it gazes down the dragon.:: *ENG*: It is like a shadow cast over a meadow.
(22:30:54) CaptHarper: Ykavosh: Ah! Well, what about friends?
(22:31:39) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: thinks about the lack of families of the Xovul. Her eyes wander from focus as she ponders what effects this would have on their society and what she knows of them so far ::
(22:31:40) Ykavosh: CO: Of course. Do not think us devoid of emotion.
(22:32:29) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: *Nəme*: Like the breath of a the tundra on the spring.
(22:32:39) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: was kinda thinking them void of emotion ::
(22:33:04) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: glances up to Ykavosh, pondering if she should read his thoughts anyway :: *ENG*: Should I?
(22:33:28) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: turns away from the movement outside the group, eying Ykavosh suspiciously... there was something about him that she didn't like ::
(22:34:24) Ykavosh: I think that it is time for us to return to our ship. :: stands :: We have learned much.
(22:34:36) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Lets Jude in on the psychic conference call he's holding, looking up at the great bear.:: *SCI*: I would never suggest an officer break protocols.
(22:34:47) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: stands up, confused but not wanting to be left out ::
(22:35:17) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: straightens at Ykavosh's sudden movement, watching him suspiciously ::
(22:35:27) CaptHarper: :: stands and smiles up at the Ykavosh :: As have we. Thank you for telling us about yourselves and your society.
(22:35:29) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Huff as the Xovul stand, eyeing them wearily.::
(22:36:25) Ykavosh: :: regards Harper for a moment :: CO: Thank you for doing the same.
(22:36:26) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::is somewhat relieved that the meeting is over, but it was interesting nonethless::
(22:36:32) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: idly sits down next to Ilaihr, seemingly staring at nothing :: *ENG/Nəme*: And if I do so of my own volition?
(22:36:37) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: stands, but that doesn't involve her head moving any higher ::
(22:36:40) CaptHarper: ACTION> The Ykavosh, with incredible speed and power, strikes Harper's face with a savage bone-plated backfist, sending her reeling from the surprise attack. Simultaneously, his guards raise their weapons and cover the group.
(22:37:10) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: gasps and runs over to Kate instinctively ::
(22:37:11) CaptHarper: :: she ends up on her knees, her head falling onto her forearm that braces her against the ground, that fist clenched and shaking in pain as her other hand clutches the side of her face, blood seeping through her fingers ::
(22:37:17) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: darts forwards, snagging the Captain quickly to help her regain her balance ::
(22:37:27) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> *SCI*: As the protector of my people, I would rend the information from their mind.
(22:37:36) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: has his weapon up as fast as the Ykavosh gards do. He's ready for a fire brawl. ::
(22:37:37) Ykavosh: No movement from any of you, or you will die.
(22:37:42) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: CO: Captain! ::grabs her medkit out and freezes when a weapon is pointed at her::
(22:38:05) CaptHarper: ACTION> As Wolfe raises his rifle, he's shot by a Xovul rifle, stunned.
(22:38:12) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: has her arms around Kate and looks up at Ykavosh, eyes blazing ::
(22:38:22) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: blinks at the spikes in everyone's vitals, getting a bad feeling :: *TR*: Get a lock on the away team...
(22:38:23) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: falls back and crumples to the ground ::
(22:38:24) CaptHarper: : she looks up at the Ykavosh, her eyes clouded by pain, and manages to get a word out through her broken jaw :: Why.
(22:38:47) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: suddenly looks up :: Self: Fuck- :: takes a deep breath and squints her eyebrows, deciding it is better late than never to intrude on their thoughts ::
(22:39:03) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: straightens slowly, eyes fixed on the alien as her CO is hit, letting out a low growl from her throat before snagging her own phaser ::
(22:39:10) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::looks with terror at Wolfe, stricken on the ground::
(22:39:19) CaptHarper: ACTION> As soon as Grey attempts to raise her weapon, she's shot and stunned.
(22:39:33) Ykavosh: Be grateful that I have spared your guards, since they were only attempting to do their duty.
(22:39:38) MED_LtJG_Acacia: *CMO*: Doctor? What's going on?
(22:39:54) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Roars angrily.:: *ENG*: THEY DARE. I WILL DESTROY THEM!
(22:40:01) Ykavosh: As for why, as you so pathetically whimpered, know your enemy.
(22:40:16) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: *Nəme*: Wait. Let us see.
(22:40:29) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: crumples to the ground, limp ::
(22:40:29) Ykavosh: You do not follow the Xov. Either you will, or you will die.
(22:40:55) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: trembling with a mixture of fear and rage ::
(22:41:08) CaptHarper: :: fighting through a haze of pain and concussion, she summons all of her will to keep her eyes set on the Ykavosh as she defiantly gets back on her feet, dropping her hand from her bruised and bloody face ::
(22:41:14) CaptHarper: ACTION> As Harper rises, one of the Ykavosh's guards trains their weapon specifically on her. The Ykavosh raises two fingers and stops them without so much as a glance as he considers the Captain's defiant act.
(22:41:15) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: *MED*: They've hurt the captain, stunned two of our people. And now they're threatening to kill us. ::glares at the Draconians::
(22:41:36) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Laughs at Ykavosh.::
(22:41:54) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: releases the grip of her arms to let Kate stand, offering subtle support instead ::
(22:42:11) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: looks at whoever's in the Captain's chair :: CO: We need to get them out of there.
(22:43:08) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: grumbles to self, as she finds herself unable to read their minds :: *NAV/MED/Anyone else on Bridge*: We need help. Captain was attacked. We are being threatened.
(22:43:39) Ykavosh: We needed to learn about you, and to greet us, you send a party of women, a frail old man, with one proper warrior among you.
(22:43:51) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: jumps the gun :: *TR*: Transport out at will, this is an emergency. Get Wolfe and the Captain to the infirmary.
(22:44:01) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> *ENG*: But your people are injured...
(22:44:12) Ykavosh: I think we have learned all we need to, but I commend you for getting up. I look forward to seeing you in battle.
(22:44:29) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: *Nəme*: Not yet.
(22:44:36) Ykavosh: In the meantime, I advise you leave this place. We will return to claim it, and if you are here and not willing to follow the Xov when we return, you will die.
(22:44:52) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: Ykavosh: You're quite simple aren't you.
(22:44:53) Ykavosh: :: taps his ear ::
(22:45:07) CaptHarper: ACTION> The Ykavosh and his party transport away.
(22:45:17) CaptHarper: :: once the Xovul have completely dematerialized, she collapses ::
(22:45:27) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: grabs Kate as she falls ::
(22:45:33) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: ... ::
(22:45:34) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::as soon as they're gone, she grabs out her medkit and rushes to the captain's side, scanning her::
(22:45:41) CaptHarper: Ryne> : looks on in horror ::
(22:46:19) SCI_LtJG_Jude: Self: Holy fucking shit.
(22:46:32) CaptHarper: :: can't help but to clutch at her face ::
(22:46:57) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Looks up at the sky.:: Aloud: Their looks were not deceiving.
(22:47:01) CaptHarper: ACTION> The away team is beamed to sickbay.
(22:47:19) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: jumps up from her station as she sees the confirmation, heading for sickbay ::
(22:48:08) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::materialises with the Captain in ICU and drags her to the nearest biobed to give her a full scan::
(22:48:21) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: still clutching Kate, tamps down her fear and anger as she helps Tailor get Kate to a biobed ::
(22:48:41) CaptHarper: :: rolls onto her side once she feels biobed and finds Lexy's eyes, looking somewhat dazed ::
(22:49:23) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: sent the order to the TR, and once the confirmation came that they were aboard, he sounded red alert ::
(22:49:24) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: CO: Captain, you'll be alright, we've got you in sickbay now.
(22:49:40) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: arrives in sickbay, assisting the team of nurses nearest the door as they lift Wolfe and Grey onto beds :: CMO: Doctor, are you alright?
(22:49:41) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: twitches. Maybe. ::
(22:49:55) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: grabs Kate's hands :: CO: It's okay. You're gonna be okay. I'm right here.
(22:50:05) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: MED: I'm fine, look to Wolfe..
(22:50:17) XO_Cdr_Kuari: *NAV* Kuari to the Bridge! Shields up, and track that ship. Our away team has been attacked.
(22:50:20) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: barely shifts, eyes trying to flicker open before they closed again with an inaubile groan ::
(22:50:41) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Makes haste to the bridge, the image of Nəme in tow.:: *Nəme*: It seems that war you were prepared to start with our contact, may have just come.
(22:50:47) CaptHarper: :: pulls her hand back from her face, to find it bloody, and tries to talk, but she's incoherent due to her concussion and broken jaw ::
(22:51:08) XO_Cdr_Kuari: *TR* Transporter Room One, Executive Officer directly to the Bridge, immediate transport.
(22:51:32) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: *XO* Aye, Commander! They have gone to warp, but we know their heading.
(22:51:44) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: is definitely, totally fine, and makes a run for the bridge ::
(22:51:45) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::grabs a cortical monitor and slaps it on the captain's forehead, at the same time injects Harper with a hypo of meds for the concussion::
(22:51:57) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: takes both of Kate's hands in hers to keep them away from her face, not caring about the blood :: CO: Wolfe and Grey are being seen to. Everyone else is okay. Just try to stay calm.
(22:52:27) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: talks to the nurses, giving Wolfe doses of two medications. She glances as Tailor gets the Captain, and moves on Grey, similarly instructing nurses who begin bandaging the burns on both of them, and administering meds. ::
(22:52:37) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: thinks on Navarro's words and looks to Harper, wondering if she would want them to give chase or stay ::
(22:52:38) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: <Nəme> ::Roars angrily.:: *ENG*: I should have feasted upon that one's tallow.
(22:52:41) CaptHarper: ACTION> Kuari is beamed to the bridge.
(22:52:48) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::follows that up with a dermal regen on the laceration, and watches the biobed readouts to make sure her readings don't get worse::
(22:53:16) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: tries to stay out of Dr. Tailor's way as much as possible ::
(22:53:25) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: sighs with relief, reporting curtly. :: CMO: ..stable.
(22:53:55) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: *Nəme*: The opportunity may yet arise.
(22:54:12) CaptHarper: :: coughs up blood, then passes out ::
(22:54:26) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks at Tailor in shock ::
(22:54:45) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: shifts slightly in discomfort, before her eyes began to fully open at the moment, blinking to focus them on Acacia slowly ::
(22:54:51) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: regarding Ykavosh's words before they left the planet, she makes her decision by the time she's transported, and begins pacing the center of the Bridge :: NAV: Navarro, maintain orbit.
(22:55:12) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: XO: Aye, Commander.
(22:55:12) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: dreams of quantum torpedo explosions as he's starting to come around ::
(22:55:32) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: looks down at the marines, gently urging them both to stay laying down. ::
(22:55:44) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Steps off the TL onto the bridge.:: *Nəme*: You should prepare your people, my friend.
(22:55:46) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: MED: I need a dose of Lectrazine, we need to get her stable. ::punches buttons on the biobed and brings up a 3d internal diagram of the captain's injuries::
(22:55:48) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: releases Kate's hands and moves out of the way, hovering as nearby as she dares ::
(22:55:57) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM
(22:55:57) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM
(22:55:59) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM