Conversation with #st_missionroom1 at Wed Apr 3 21:00:08 2019 on (irc)

(21:25:01) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:25:02) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:25:03) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:25:26) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: hails Discovery as instructed, listening to the Sharks with one concerned ear ::
(21:25:57) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: flying a tight turn in a deadlock with a Xovul fighter, trying to get behind it, his shields critical ::
(21:26:16) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: Acacia blinks, mumbling, "oh, right", then grabbing her dermal regenerator out of her kit and gets up to start working on the burns on Grey's arms. ::
(21:26:23) CaptHarper: ACTION> Discovery answers, and Captain Santiago appears on the screen.
(21:26:35) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: does NOT like the news that he needs any surgery, minor or otherwise, at this moment. He tries putting pressure on his leg again, but it's no use. There's no way he's going to be standing on his own.
(21:26:38) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::decides she should give Wolfe a painkiller, mostly to stop him from cursing at her in several varieties of british/austrialian::
(21:26:45) CaptHarper: CaptSantiago> Captain Harper. The Admiral said you might be able to use our assistance.
(21:27:15) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: scanning the skies for anymore targets, and spots Zorro in a tight spot. She locks on with phasers and dives in to get the Xovul fighter off the other pilot ::
(21:27:31) CaptHarper: :: smiles at the other captain :: Santiago: Thank you, Captain. Your timing was perfect. We have fighters and soldiers still on the surface, if you can lend a hand.
(21:28:10) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: allows Acacia to do what she needed to do, eyes turning to her CO :: CTO: Sir, Lt.Commander T'Lira and I can hold down the fort, tactically, as you recover.
(21:28:20) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: looks from Wolfe to the viewscreen, greeting Santiago with her attention ::
(21:28:27) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: CTO: It's minor surgery, fortunately. I should have you out of sickbay within half an hour at most. CSO: I need a site to site to sickbay please
(21:28:52) CaptHarper: CaptSantiago> The fighters would be a problem for us, but we have security forces to augment yours standing by.
(21:29:59) CaptHarper: :: nods :: Santiago: We appreciate it, Captain. We will be landing Marines shortly and will coordinate with you.
(21:30:31) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: is currently attempting to avoid active combat, her shields critically low ::
(21:30:45) XO_Cdr_Kuari: Ash> :: finally gets a lucky shot on the fighter that was dogfighting with her and takes a moment to assess Zorro's position ::
(21:30:46) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Monitors repairs from his console, sending repair teams to where they're needed.::
(21:30:56) CaptHarper: CaptSantiago> Of course, Captain. Let us know if you require any assistance with repairs, as well. Discovery out. :: smiles a charming smile, just a hint of crow's feet appearing by his eyes as the screen goes dark "::
(21:31:15) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: CMO: Half an hour right now is half an hour. Can we speed it up?
(21:31:37) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: is able to think straight with the painkillers coursing through him now. ::
(21:32:19) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: CTO: Well, I suppose we could skip the tendon grafting.. No. ::smirks:: Sorry, It is what it is.
(21:32:27) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: finished up with the regenerator, getting most of the bad ones. She hols up a hypospray in offering when she's done :: TAC2: Painkiller?
(21:32:29) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: the distraction of TLira's shots causes the other fighter to break out of the spiral, which lets him pursue somewhat more effectively ::
(21:32:45) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: finishes arranging the site to site :: CMO: Ready, doctor?
(21:33:09) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: CSO: Ready. Surgical suite B please.
(21:33:22) CaptHarper: CSO: Belay a moment.
(21:33:34) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: makes the adjustment :: CMO/CTO: Ener.... :: stops at looks at Kate ::
(21:33:37) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::quirks an eyebrow::
(21:33:46) CaptHarper: CTO: Major, I need boots on the ground. How would you like to handle this? :: looks at his knee, then back at Wolfe's face ::
(21:34:05) TAC2_2LT_Grey: MED: No thank you. It's not painful. :: stands from her seat, eyes flicking to the Captain, CSO, CTO, and the CMO ::
(21:34:36) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: cusses again in Australian. :: CO: Of course, Captain. You know how much I hate being out of commission at a critical moment.
(21:34:43) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::sighs:: CTO: If you want to wait until later, I can always give you an emergency knee cast until there's more time to do the surgery.
(21:35:16) TAC2_2LT_Grey: CTO: I can handle a ground mission, sir. :: speaks up quickly from her station ::
(21:35:25) CaptHarper: :: inclines her chin, thinking he has more to say ::
(21:35:58) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: looks over, but doesn't approach, letting Harper and Wolfe speak, but thinking of how best to handle the situation ::
(21:37:28) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: drives that fighter toward the other Sharks, hoping they can get a lock if he can't, while simultaneously juking another that appeared on his tail ::
(21:37:37) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: pulls her hand away from the transporter button ::
(21:37:50) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: thinks a moment. :: All listening: Who knows what could happen today. :: nods tersely to himself :: Alright. Doctor, you'll take me and get me patched up as fast as you possibly can. Captain, I'll be back shortly. Lieutenant, I trust you. We'll get me taken care of, get me back in position, and Bob's your uncle.
(21:38:18) CaptHarper: :: really needs to try to learn English one of these days ::
(21:38:59) CaptHarper: :: nods with a small smile :: CTO: Very well. :: she then turns and nods to Lexy ::
(21:39:13) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::nods to Wolfe:: CTO: Ok then. CSO: Energise.
(21:39:18) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: momentarily debates launching a torpedo, but her supply is limited and better saved for other targets, so she settles with targeting the enemy fighter's shields and engines ::
(21:39:43) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: zips through evasive maneuvers, but happens to line up a shot at the one Zorro is herding and takes it, catching it by surprise ::
(21:39:58) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: is watching the viewscreen from her spot on the bridge ::
(21:39:59) CSO_Cdr_Wright: All: Energizing. :: presses the button ::
(21:40:56) CaptHarper: :: crosses over to Grey and speaks quietly, but authoritatively, still hating having to spend people directly into combat :: TAC2: Lieutenant, I need a squad of Marines on the surface as soon as possible. You are to eliminate the Xovul presence and defend the colonists at all costs.
(21:40:59) XO_Cdr_Kuari: Ash> :: begins to head towards Navarro's position and spots T'Lira briefly before an enemy fighter gets a shot on her bow and she's forced to evade ::
(21:41:22) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: sits back in her seat, reviewing casualty reports from around the ship. ::
(21:41:27) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: Captain, I'm not sure whether we can provide any support for the Sharks, but it sounds like they could use it.
(21:41:55) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: joins in the group firing on the fighter, but gets tagged in the aft, and sees his shields fall :: *Sharks* Sharks, Zorro. My shields are out.
(21:42:24) TAC2_2LT_Grey: CO: Yes ma'am. And with the least amount of lives lost on our side of things. :: salutes sharply and strides off the bridge, calling the Marines onboard to beam down planet side, at least, those who were avaliable ::
(21:43:04) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::materialises in blue sparkles in the ICU with Wolfe and has her staff take care of the surgical prep for his knee while she scrubs in:: CTO: It'll be just a local anaesthetic, no reason to put you out completely for this.
(21:43:05) CaptHarper: :: pauses a moment as the young woman walks away, hoping that she will be coming back ::
(21:43:26) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: CMO: I appreciate that, Doctor. Whatever speeds this up.
(21:44:16) CaptHarper: :: then turns to Wright :: CSO: I do not think our targeting sensors can be that precise. We would be just as likely to hit one of our own as we would be the enemy.
(21:44:31) CaptHarper: :: she pinches her chin and thinks a moment :: Unless...
(21:44:36) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: spins her fighter, abandoning her current enemy as she races to Zorro's position :: *Sharks* Zorro, Sehlat. Divert power to your shields, I will eliminate this target.
(21:45:31) CaptHarper: XO: Kuari, tell me your shooting skills are still sharp.
(21:45:49) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: in hot pursuit of the fighter while trying to protect her own critical shields, not being fully successful at either ::
(21:46:17) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: tries to find a little power from somewhere, hell, life support, he can do without that for a few minutes, right? ::
(21:46:33) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: appears planetside, accompanied by the Marines, and immediately sending them off to go Xovul hunting while she went to find Ryne, wanting to get a tactical update on if they had found anything ::
(21:46:39) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: opens the vents to the outside air and cuts LSS, getting a little shield power ::
(21:46:43) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: blinks towards Harper, realizing she's planning to put her on Tactical, and strikes a gargoyle's pose :: CO: Yes, ma'am.
(21:46:58) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: locks onto the fighter tailing Zorro and opens fire, readying a torpedo ::
(21:48:32) CaptHarper: XO: Calculate a precise time and position for a phaser strike and coordinate with Commander Wright to get that information to the Sharks, so that they can potentially lure a target or two into it.
(21:49:08) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: frowns, pondering this idea, and nods dutifully, bounding over to the Tactical station ::
(21:49:14) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: Everyone's shields are low, Jester's are critical, Zorro has cut power to LSS for shields, so time is a major factor.
(21:49:36) CaptHarper: CSO: It will require computer-controlled timing. Get Kuari's solution to their consoles as soon as it is ready.
(21:50:36) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: opens his helmet, it getting hot in there, and breathes from the windows he cracked, glad that he's not in space for this part ::
(21:50:39) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Transfers power to the targeting systems.::
(21:50:48) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: grimaces at the warnings on her screen :: *NAV*: Are you alright in there?
(21:51:07) CSO_Cdr_Wright: *Sharks* Sharks, Atlantis. We're working on a plan to assist your targeting. Please stay safe just a bit longer.
(21:51:13) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::once Wolfe's leg is draped, immobilised and numbed, brings up the scan of the knee and makes the incisions with a laser scalpel::
(21:51:40) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: gets a readout of all the Sharks' positions and propulsion system statuses to work out who is closest and still capable of getting the attention of the enemy without failing in the chase ::
(21:52:26) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: chuckles as Acacia's voice comes across his comm :: *MED* Ah yes, thank you doctor. The León is a tough one.
(21:52:56) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::works quickly to find the site of the tear, knitting it carefully together with a protoplaser::
(21:53:22) CSO_Cdr_Wright: SCI: Jude, please coordinate with Grey on the surface. See if you can give them any assistance in finding the Xovul on the surface with shipboard scanners, as well.
(21:53:24) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: looks up at the Sickbay ceiling. This is NOT where he wanted to be right now. ::
(21:54:26) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: taps her commbadge to the bridge as herself and the unit found the landed party of Xovul warriors, glancing over their armor and weapons :: Bridge: Xovul located... about sixteen of them, all heavily armored and appearing to carry strong weapons... Falling into comm silence.
(21:54:32) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: watches the lifesign monitor for marines, rubbing her face reflexively out of stress. ::
(21:54:34) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: makes a quick decision, time of the essence :: CSO: Get T'Lira to fly towards these coordinates, within this time frame. I'm going to use a low energy unfocused beam that should still easily destroy a fighter, but give us a wider margin for error.
(21:54:49) CaptHarper: 1LT_Syvek> :: on the planet in the squad of Marines ::
(21:55:04) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::and seals up the knee again once the surgery is completed..:: CTO: Ok, it'll take a little bit for the anesthetic to wear off. I'll get you out of here as soon as I can.
(21:55:14) XO_Cdr_Kuari: CSO: Have her make sure something's following her, of course.
(21:55:28) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: then loses shields again from another disruptor shot ::
(21:55:42) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: CMO: Thank you, Doctor. I appreciate your speed in treatment.
(21:55:49) CSO_Cdr_Wright: SCI: Anything Grey needs when she calls in, please handle and keep me apprised.
(21:56:21) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: banks around hard and falls in behind another fighter, scrounging for power ::
(21:56:39) CSO_Cdr_Wright: *TAC* Sehlat, Atlantis. I'm sending you coordinates and a time frame when you should arrive there. Kuari has a plan.
(21:57:09) CaptHarper: :: takes her seat, watching her crew work ::
(21:57:22) TAC_LCdr_TLira: *Sharks* Zorro, Sehlat. I recommend you return to Atlantis with all due haste to obtain repairs. You are welcome to rejoin us once you have obtained required repairs. :: checking her displays, seeing how many fighters are still on the field :: *CSO* Copy, Atlantis. :: watches as the coordinates load ::
(21:57:37) CaptHarper: ACTION> A squad of security officers joins the Atlantis Marines on the surface.
(21:57:40) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: putting the unit on comm silence, she signaled for them to split up to surround the Xovul as she mentally counted down, taking aim at one of the warriors and pressing the trigger quietly, hoping her shot was accurate. With that fire, it would be the signal for the others to attack. ::
(21:57:50) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: nods at Wright ::
(21:58:26) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: *Sharks* Sehlat, Zorro. Copy that. :: breaks into a hard climb ::
(21:58:54) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: growls in frustration as she's winged by a shot from another fighter, her shield alert klaxon sounding urgently ::
(21:59:26) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: and then his unshielded engines take a direct hit from a microplasma torpedo ::
(21:59:40) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: twiddles her thumbs ::
(21:59:49) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: Now, he starts to worry as systems short out all over the place and displays wink out ::
(21:59:50) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::nods to an orderly to get Wolfe to the outpatient recovery area:: CTO: Most of the time is going to be waiting for the anesthetic to wear off. I could have Wright beam you back to the bridge, if you don't want to sit around here. But your leg will still be wobbly until you get all the feeling back...
(22:00:09) CSO_Cdr_Wright: SCI: Do still see if you can use shipboard scanners to locate them, though. We may be able to get a message in.
(22:00:31) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: CMO: That sounds fantastic. Might I use a brace until that time comes?
(22:02:01) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: runs the operation through a subroutine, letting the computer decide at what time to fire with calculated precision to just miss Sehlat and hit whatever's following in her wake. Now, the enemy fighter just has to cooperate ::
(22:02:02) CaptHarper: ACTION> All hell breaks loose on the planet as the first phaser shots connect. The Xovul armor absorbs it, and the highly-trained soldiers take cover and return fire.
(22:02:07) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: taps console, using the scanners to look for the group on the planet ::
(22:02:15) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: CTO: It should feel more or less normal in about an hour. But yes, you can have a brace. ::nods to a nurse to get one from the supply closet::
(22:02:19) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: tries the comm, unsure if it's actually working :: *Sharks* Sharks, Zorro. Mayday, mayday. I have lost engine power.
(22:02:43) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: his fighter climbs into a ballistic arc from the speed it had, until it noses over and heads for the ground ::
(22:03:05) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> !!!
(22:03:08) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: tries all sorts of things to get engine power back ::
(22:03:14) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: grimaces :: CSO: I'm losing signal from Zorro. We need to get him out of there.
(22:03:36) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: frantically attempts to secure transporter lock ::
(22:04:07) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: the fighter she has been targeting managed to get behind her and now they're fighting to determine who will get the final shot in. She's engaged evasive maneuvers, but so has the enemy fighter, making it difficult to obtain a solid target lock. She may have to do this manually, while getting to the coordinates indicated at the given time. :: *Sharks* Zorro, Sehlat. Eject if you can.
(22:04:14) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: *CO*: I'll have Wolfe back to the bridge shortly. He's all fixed up.
(22:04:34) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: yelps in dismay as she narrowly dodges the return blasts, ducking behind the underbrush and craning around to send another surge of phaser shots their way, cursing and slapping her commbadge :: SCI: Xovul returning fire. OH...:: her comm faded into static as she yelped at a shot making contact, going into close-combat ::
(22:04:54) CSO_Cdr_Wright: MED: I can't get a lock! The power surges from his systems are interfering!
(22:05:05) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: doesn't get the comm, as that system fries, and he eyes the eject handle as the ground looms closer ::
(22:05:38) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: mutters something softly :: *Sharks* Sharks, Sehlat. Cover Zorro until he can eject and reach the surface.
(22:05:42) CaptHarper: Syvek> :: quietly, but effciently whittling down a Xovul's armor, shot by shot ::
(22:05:55) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: taps console, trying to clear the comms ::
(22:06:10) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: dives, swearing, her own shields close to failing as she covers Zorro ::
(22:06:14) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: takes this enemy fighter into the coordinates indicated ::
(22:07:12) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: finally gives up, the León is too far gone :: Adiós, old friend. :: pulls the eject handle ::
(22:07:38) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: ejects out into a clear sky, the intense G-force knocking him silly for a moment ::
(22:07:43) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: looks around frantically, not sure what to do. She has to change her focus :: CSO: Marines are taking fire. Standby on emergency transports..
(22:08:03) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::the nurse fastens the brace around Wolfe's leg:: CTO: All set... *CSO*: I need another site to site please, Wolfe's done here, he needs to get back to the bridge.
(22:08:16) MED_LtJG_Acacia: CSO: Wait, Zorro just ejected! Try again!
(22:08:28) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: dips into the Xovul's arm-reach, lashing out with a knife, going straight into a weak point of their armor, before moving back and pulling her pistol to aim at another Xovul nearby. Her commlink? The only thing the bridge would hear would be loud cursing ::
(22:08:48) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: her tail completely still, focuses on the Tactical console, her full attention on Sehlat and the fighter chasing her ::
(22:09:14) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: before the transport can take place, he steps up onto his legs, and even gives a bit of a bounce. :: CMO: Good as new, Doc. You have my deepest appreciation. :: waits to energize, ::
(22:09:24) CSO_Cdr_Wright: *Sharks* Zorro has ejected. I can't get a transporter lock...
(22:09:28) CaptHarper: ACTION> The stricken León crashes right next to the battlefield in an impressive display of pyrotechnics that completely blows the season's budget.
(22:09:42) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::smiles:: CTO: You're welcome. Just doing my job...
(22:09:47) CSO_Cdr_Wright: *CMO* Stand by.
(22:10:12) CSO_Cdr_Wright: SCI: Jude, please take care of emergency transports from the surface
(22:10:36) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: pulls his chute and scans the ground ::
(22:11:04) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: has wide eyes on her screen :: SCI: Get a lock on Lieutenant Rowe.
(22:11:09) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: *CSO*: Energise when ready.
(22:11:45) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: more curses were audible through her commlink as she growled, dodging another surge of phaser blasts as she engaged another Xovul, dancing in and out of his range nimbly, alternating with pistol and knife ::
(22:11:47) SCI_LtJG_Jude: Self: Aw-fuck :: taps console, trying to get a lock on Rowe ::
(22:11:52) CaptHarper: *CMO* Well done, doctor, and thank you.
(22:12:12) CSO_Cdr_Wright: *CMO* Energizing. :: transports Wolfe ::
(22:12:43) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: tenses as the marines take shot after shot :: SCI: Energize.
(22:12:59) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: is running the automatic fire subroutine, and at the last minute when she is sure Sehlat isn't going to slow down and the fighter's in her wake, she releases the confirmation deadman and Atlantis' forward lower phasers fire towards the planet ::
(22:13:06) CaptHarper: ACTION> The battle on the surface is heated. It seems to take forever to get one Xovul to go down.
(22:13:30) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: crows triumphantly as she gets a lock on Navarro :: All: Got him! :: beams him to the shuttle bay ::
(22:13:34) SCI_LtJG_Jude: MED: Energizing ::transports Rowe::
(22:14:09) CaptHarper: ACTION> Atlantis's mighty phasers fire at the planet, and with the precise timing, Sehlat gets clear just in time for two fighters to be vaporized in her wake; one that was chasing her, and another that flew in to offer support.
(22:14:20) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: breathes out just a bit as the transports go through. A medical team meets the first of the shot marines in sick bay, and nurses haul him onto a biobed. ::
(22:14:39) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: suddenly finds himself in the shuttlebay under a rapidly-collapsing parachute ::
(22:14:39) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::goes to get rid of her surgical scrubs and then turns to see more casualties coming in::
(22:14:59) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: more... creative curses are heard as a sudden screech of pain came from Grey, loud enough for probably the bridge to hear, accompanied by curses. It seemed to take forever for one Xovul to go down... and she was getting injured as well. ::
(22:15:08) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: didn't even notice the second one on her tail, but makes note of it getting vaporized before going to find another target ::
(22:15:22) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: climbs back to the upper atmosphere, running from two fighters hot on her tail :: *Sharks* Sharks, Jester. I have two fighters on me and I am diverting all power to shields. :: the shield klaxon can be heard in the background ::
(22:15:38) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: bellows loudly, then looks around sheepishly for a moment, turning a brighter shade of green, then looks down at her console and comments more quietly :: Bridge: A successful hit. Two enemy fighters down.
(22:15:42) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: starts sending messages to Jude through the console, advising her of which crewmen needed extraction, trying not to pull anyone out too soon or too late. ::
(22:15:56) CaptHarper: :: grins at Kuari :: Nicely done. Feel free to do it again!
(22:16:20) TAC_LCdr_TLira: *Sharks* Jester, Sehlat. I will be there shortly. :: throws the fighter into a steep climb, targeting the offending pair of fighters and opening fire once she gets in range. ::
(22:16:28) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: gets a lock on the remaining crewmen, transporting as needed ::
(22:16:35) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: grins, feeling confident with her success and reassesses the situation ::
(22:16:43) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: materializes in the middle of the Bridge, nods to Captain Harper, and works to appear not to be hobbling his way around to take his position opposite Kuari at Tactical 2 :: XO: Nice work, Commander. Care to stick around and keep shooting stuff?
(22:17:23) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: scurries out from under the chute :: Dios mío...
(22:17:35) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: does a double-take as Wolfe appears, then grins wider :: CTO: Wait until you see what I just did.
(22:17:43) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: Navarro is successfully beamed aboard.
(22:18:05) CaptHarper: :: was turning to Lexy to ask just that, looks relieved :: CSO: Good news, thank you.
(22:18:08) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::goes over to the injured marine, getting a full scan of his injuries::
(22:18:21) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: Three more marines appear in sickbay. ::
(22:18:41) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: XO: I saw! Makes me wish you were still a Marine. :: grins slightly at Kuari... just enough that any Marine on Atlantis, current or former, knows how he feels in the moment... but others might miss it. ::
(22:19:30) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: Doctor Tailor finds them all to have pretty severe phaser burns, some have been hit or even cut/scratched as well. It's a brutal battle. ::
(22:19:42) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: *MED*: I can use you down here, it's starting to get busy. ::sends a few nurses scurrying to do triage of the incoming patients::
(22:20:08) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: *Bridge* Navarro to the bridge. Thank you for the bail-out!
(22:20:23) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::tags a couple of the injured to be transferred to the burn unit::
(22:20:26) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: runs out of the shuttlebay and into the TL, directing it to the assault bay ::
(22:20:52) MED_LtJG_Acacia: *CMO*: I'm eyes on lifesigns here, send up a replacement and I'm yours.
(22:20:55) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: looks around, not used to this position on the Bridge :: XO: New view here. Interesting. :: looks through the data on Kuari's score :: XO: Commander, you discovered a very nice weakness on their ships. Let's see how far we can take it.
(22:21:08) CSO_Cdr_Wright: *NAV* Glad you're safe aboard, Lieutenant.
(22:21:54) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: *CSO* Good to be here, Commander, but regretfully I cannot stay. :: runs into the assault bay and climbs into the first empty fighter, then begins powering it up ::
(22:22:04) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: flying some of the best evasive moves of her life, barely staying ahead of catastrophe ::
(22:22:11) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: hears Wolfe, but is distracted as she spots the perfect opportunity and quickly gets coordinates sent to Wright :: CSO: Coordinates for Jester this time, Alexis!
(22:22:19) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: takes a deep breath, glancing at how many Xovul were remaining as she took shelter behind a tree, breathing heavily. Dark spots of blood spotted her uniform as she did a quick head count. **Bridge* If there's more fragging marines aboard, send them down! :: curses again as she signed off her commlink, heading back out into the battlefield ::
(22:22:48) CSO_Cdr_Wright: *NAV* Be safe out there, Zorro!
(22:22:52) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: primes a torpedo and launches it into the rear of one of the fighters harassing Jester, following up with a barrage of phaser bursts ::
(22:22:58) CaptHarper: Syvek> :: finally takes down that Xovul he'd been trading fire with, but his armor had paid the price ::
(22:23:01) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: grimaces, sending another message to Jude, signaling to extract another marine, this one clinging to life. ::
(22:23:03) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: *MED*: No, stay up there. I'll put Q'lor on it.
(22:23:23) MED_LtJG_Acacia: *CMO*: Acknowledged. Red patient coming in.
(22:23:34) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: *CSO* Gracias. Zorro requesting launch clearance. Again.
(22:23:36) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: transports that marine to sick bay ::
(22:24:15) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: straps into the new fighter's chute and its ECLSS, then closes its canopy and helmet :: I do not know you, señorita, but let us dance.
(22:24:39) CSO_Cdr_Wright: *NAV* You are cleared to launch, Zorro.
(22:25:10) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: *CSO* Zorro acknowledges. :: shoots the fighter out of the bay and dives for the planet with urgency ::
(22:25:55) CSO_Cdr_Wright: *Jester* Jester, Atlantis. I'm sending you coordinates and a time signature, we'll take it from there if you can make it!
(22:26:31) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: takes a moment to watch Kuari work, and then thinks about the troops on the ground, and takes another moment to catch up on their progress and listen in on the COMM. He simply listens, knowing that an interruption right now could prove deadly. ::
(22:26:33) CaptHarper: :: gets up and sits at the helm, the larger console giving her more to fidget with as she listens to her people ::
(22:27:07) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: breathes, then looks at the coordinates :: *CSO* I will try, Commander. Thank you. :: immediately begins shifting her evasives in a new direction ::
(22:27:27) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: fourteen left, two had been downed and she cursed audibly, pulling a grenade and stepping out from hiding place :: **Marines:* Incoming! :: With an elegant overhand throw, she sends the grenade right into the middle of the Xovul, ducking back behind a tree and hearing the beeping before a big boom went off, shockwave and debris sent everywhere. ::
(22:27:56) CaptHarper: ACTION> The Xovul are no stranger to grenades and react appropriately, taking cover.
(22:28:12) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: quickly does what she did again while Wolfe is watching, having the computer work out the timing for safety and waits for Jester to hit the mark so she can release the confirmation ::
(22:28:53) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> *Sharks* Sharks, Jester. I'm attempting to get to coordinates at the time provided by Atlantis. Any cover is appreciated.
(22:29:25) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: *Sharks* Sharks, Zorro. I'm baaaaaaaack! Heading to you, Jester.
(22:29:27) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: growls at the grenade not doing its job, as she frowned thinking... **Grey to Ilaihr:* Mind telling your bear friends to help us?
(22:29:54) TAC_LCdr_TLira: *Sharks* Jester, Sehlat. I'm on it. I will remain just in range, to give the Atlantis ample room to fire. :: continues firing on the fighter she'd been targeting, keeping an eye out for any others as she falls back to just within firing range ::
(22:29:57) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: floors the fresh fighter toward the scrum ::
(22:29:58) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: *MED*: Got it. ::continues triaging, decidng which ones can wait, which ones need immediate treatment until the latest batch is sorted:: Qlor: Get that one into surgery. ::A loud alarm blares from bed six:: S'talek: Cortical stims, crash cart! Go!! :: grabs the paddles and applies it to the patient's chest. :: Nurse: Clear!
(22:31:43) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Sees the visage of a Xovul through the brush, firing on the marines. A roar is sounded, with the Xovul solider getting closer, before being in the air for a moment. Then, after a second or two, looking down at the ground, blood dripping into the grass; the delicious taste of meat.::
(22:32:08) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: hates swallowing her pride and asking for help, but is in dire straits ::
(22:32:20) CaptHarper: Syvek> :: locked into a duel with another Xovul, his shots incredibly precise ::
(22:32:57) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::hits the paddles again, and the patient writhes and the heart monitor flickers ------------------^------^---------------^^-----------^ Gives a sigh of relief:: Self: Almost lost that one.
(22:33:40) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Voices comes out deep, echo-y and booming.:: Aloud: The invaders will be destroyed.
(22:33:44) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: re-enters the fray from above, loosing a torpedo on one of the fighters he has a clean lock on ::
(22:34:16) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: grins, understanding slightly what Ilaihr is talking about ::
(22:34:43) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: smiles brightly at seeing the bears come through the trees before she gets tackled by a Xovul, flying backwards with a scream of pain, audible over her commlink, and making contact with a tree as she hissed, making a slash for them, the one pinning her to the ground. Oh yeah, she hurt..., still managing to fight. ::
(22:35:00) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: starts inputting data so that as Kuari continues to work, it will make the computer even more accurate. He takes data from her last two shots and inputs the figures for the computer to further extrapolate and help it finid the best targets.
(22:35:31) CaptHarper: ACTION> The bears charge into the battle, initially surprising the Xovul, causing a few of them to get chomped. However, they react and begin shooting the unarmored bears.
(22:35:31) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: waits as Jester approaches the mark, but she spots one of the other Sharks enter the fire radius and frowns at her panel, not releasing confirmation for the computer to fire. She waits, a low growl emanating from her throat. As the offending friendly enters range and hits the enemy fighter, it turns and gives chase. Kuari stares with wide eyes, and as all Sharks clear, she lets go ::
(22:36:07) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: types into her console, looking at the sensor data with a furrowed brow :: Self: Oh god..
(22:36:50) CaptHarper: ACTION> Atlantis's mighty phasers lance down again, and another three fighters are vaporized. Only one remains.
(22:36:59) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: notices the bears on her scans and whoops ::
(22:37:12) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: finds the one remaining fighter and targets it, lighting it up ::
(22:37:28) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: @<Neme> ::Appears on the battlefield, standing upon his hind legs; his form more anthropomorphic than before, as his people join the fight against the Xovul.:: Xovul: You have come to our sacred world with subjugation and dominion in your eyes. ::Stares down a Xovul soldier.:: Your crusade will end.
(22:37:32) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: swoops in on the remaining fighter like a... Shark ::
(22:37:46) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: whoops to herself where no one can hear her, incredibly relieved to have them off of her, doing her best to stay out of the way with all power diverted to shields ::
(22:38:11) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: Continues workiing at his console :: XO: You know, if this First Officer thing doesn't work out for you... let me know.
(22:38:15) CSO_Cdr_Wright: XO: Three enemy fighters destroyed! Nice shot!
(22:38:24) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::gives bed six patient a dose of stabilising meds and keeps an eye on him until the readouts are less erratic::
(22:39:25) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: grins, glancing up at Wolfe and Wright in turn :: CTO: Here, you take over.
(22:39:25) CaptHarper: ACTION> Most of the bears are not doing well on the battlefield. Their speed and strength gets them a couple of wins, but beyond that, it is difficult to fight a coordinated military force bearing energy weapons. Bears start to fall with horrible disruptor injuries, and some are outright vaporized.
(22:39:59) CaptHarper: ACTION> However, they have created an opening for the other coordinated miltary force bearing energy weapons...
(22:40:23) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: XO: Oh... Nah, Commander. You should take the last one.
(22:40:46) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: kills the Xovul pinning her down before dashing back into the battlefield, sending shots back at the Xovul ::
(22:41:09) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: gestures widely at the normally-his console ::
(22:41:10) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: @<Neme> ::Closes his paw, focusing his powers on the body of the Xovul.::
(22:41:26) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: doesn't argue, no time to waste, and plots another shot ::
(22:42:02) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: lets two microtorps fly at the last fighter ::
(22:42:07) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: looks at her screen, brow furrowed. She grimaces, sending tags to Jude :: SCI: They're shooting the bears... I don't--.. to we bring them aboard? If we can't, transport them off the battlefield.
(22:43:13) SCI_LtJG_Jude: Med: Ilaihr has shown me what the bears can do. Trust me, they have a plan. I think that you'll find that... they can do a bit more than we thought.
(22:43:39) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: watches the battle on the Tactical panel :: CTO: One left, and the Sharks are on it. It doesn't stand a chance.
(22:43:42) CaptHarper: ACTION> The last fighter explodes from the combined pummeling of the Sharks.
(22:44:02) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: The Sharks have successfully mopped up the fighters.
(22:44:27) CaptHarper: :: pumps her fist :: CSO: Have them attempt to provide air support to the Marines.
(22:44:37) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: Aye.
(22:44:46) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: sees the report of the explosion on his console. :: XO: Very well, then. Impressive shooting. :: steps to take TAC1 from Kuari ::
(22:44:58) MED_LtJG_Acacia: ::nods once, then sends her another marine to extract, yet again with bad burns, having just lost consciousness. She mutters, obviously just tense.. :: SCI: Stupid.. lizard... people.
(22:44:59) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::takes a breath, her adrenaline returning to normal; moves onto the next less critical patient after bed six is stable enough::
(22:45:07) CSO_Cdr_Wright: *Sharks* Sharks, Atlantis. Nice work! Your orders are to attempt to provide air support to the Marines on the surface.
(22:45:30) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: moves away and lands on all fours, trotting back to Harper ::
(22:45:47) TAC_LCdr_TLira: *Atlantis* Copy, Atlantis. Providing air support now. :: sends the fighter closer to the surface, looking for any Xovul on the ground to target ::
(22:45:48) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: pushing her pain aside, and she lunges at another Xovul, weapon flashing ::
(22:45:59) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: snorts :: MED: Hey, watch what you're saying. We have a lizard lady on the bridge.
(22:46:09) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: is making a joke about Kuari ::
(22:46:14) XO_Cdr_Kuari: Ash> :: having joined in on the last fighter, whoops in victory, seeing no more red on her radar ::
(22:46:32) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: @<Neme>::Sensing the explosion of the fighter in orbit, casts a wiley toothy grin.:: Xovul: That is I want to happen to you. ::Raising its paw into the air, and closing it again in a pawlike fist.::
(22:46:47) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: flies down to the surface with the others, less worried about her shields from ground attacks ::
(22:46:49) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: blinks, flushing as she realizes she said that out loud. She offers a crooked smile :: SCI: Well, she's doesn't have an itchy trigger finger.
(22:47:32) SCI_LtJG_Jude: MED: Perhaps not, but I know who does. :: another joke, this time about Wolfe ::
(22:48:06) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: doesn't even notice Jude and Acacia's words, focusing on returning to her role ::
(22:48:09) CaptHarper: :: smiles at Kuari :: XO: Nice shooting.
(22:48:27) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: can't help but laugh at that, though she tries her best to hold it in. She shakes her head, smiling. ::
(22:48:47) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: phaser-strafes a couple of Xovul, causing absolute havoc below ::
(22:48:54) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: is focused on what needs to be done, not any gossip regarding him that might be happening under his nose. ::
(22:49:51) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: gets back to work after a 20% reduction in edge-of-seat sitting, eyes fixes on the lifesign readout the whole time ::
(22:50:39) XO_Cdr_Kuari: Ash> :: notices it's very easy to separate the good guys from the bad guys, the bears rather large, and the Marines coming in through their transponders :: Self: The other tiny people are the targets...
(22:51:46) CaptHarper: ACTION> With the addition of the Sharks to the already chaotic scene with the bears, the stalemate is broken, and the Xovul resistance begins to fall apart.
(22:52:36) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: @<Neme> ::Lifts the Xovul into the air with it's powers, so it is clear for all to see.:: Xovul: You will pay for all who have fallen. ::Slowly crushes the Xovul, before turning it's body into mince.::
(22:53:18) CaptHarper: ACTION> That particular unfortunate Xovul is not as lucky as his fellows that were able to shoot bears, and is pulped.
(22:54:21) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: as the Xovul's resistance faded away, she slumped to the ground, blood-loss hitting hard. :: **Bridge:** C-C-Can I get beamed u-up..? :: her stutter was loud enough for the bridge to hear. ::
(22:54:23) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: @<Neme> ::Lets out a roar that makes the forest shake.::
(22:54:49) CaptHarper: :: looks to Wright with worry ::
(22:54:49) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: taps console, beaming Grey to sick bay::
(22:55:00) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: looks at Jude, but she's already done it ::
(22:55:32) XO_Cdr_Kuari: Her victorious smile fades somewhat. She would soon take in the damage and casualty reports ::
(22:55:34) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: strafes one of the remaining Xovul, catching him square with a phaser shot, deleting him ::
(22:55:59) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: finds a straggling Xovul and puts a single phaser blast in him before finding another target ::
(22:56:50) CaptHarper: :: hearing Grey's voice in that state catches her for a moment, since it was Grey she had been so worried about sending out at all ::
(22:57:14) TAC2_2LT_Grey: :: slumps to the medbay floor, barely managing to keep herself together. Blood covered her figure, soaking her uniform as visible and invisible injuries were seen. ::
(22:57:15) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: slowly relaxes in her chair as the marines' collective condition stops rapidly deteriorating :: SCI: We're over the hump it looks like.
(22:57:17) CaptHarper: ACTION> The remaining Xovul is mauled by too many bears to shoot, and the battlefield goes eerily quiet.
(22:57:47) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: notices the Xovul life signs disappearing from the scans :: Self: Hell yeah!
(22:57:53) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::checking on the marine who was brought to the burn unit, and turns to find Grey being beamed into ICU, nodding to a couple of nearby nurses to get her onto a biobed, stat::
(22:58:34) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: takes another few moments to be sure the tide has turned, and finally gets up, heading for the turbolift in one smooth motion. :: TL: Sickbay.
(22:58:39) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: @<Neme> ::Gazes over the batlefield, before returning to its normal form, letting out a whine.::
(22:59:13) CaptHarper: CSO: Did Lt. Grey make it back aboard?
(22:59:16) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Lets out a pained groan, tensing his hand tight.:: Self: I am... sorry.
(22:59:30) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: TAC2: You look like you were trying to fight them all at once.. ::grabs a dose of triptacederine for the pain, and beginning a thorough scan of her injuries::
(22:59:35) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: checks :: CO: Aye, Captain.
(22:59:42) CaptHarper: :: sighs with relief ::
(22:59:59) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: is relieved, but still prepares for the return of the Xovul actual. ::
(23:00:40) CaptHarper: CSO: If the planet is clear of Xovul life signs, recall the Sharks and get our Marines back up here.
(23:00:45) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: gets up from console and sits next to Ilaihr :: ~ENG: At least this battle is over now, right?~
(23:00:47) ENG_LtCdr_Ilaihr: @<Neme> ::Lets out a rumbling call, swaying its head; the bodies of the fallen bears vanishing.::
(23:00:53) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks at Jude, but sees she's busy, so does the scans herself ::
(23:00:56) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM
(23:00:56) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM
(23:00:57) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM