Conversation with #st_missionroom1 at Wed Jun 12 20:55:58 2019 on CaptHarper@chat.startrekengage.com (irc)
(21:15:50) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:15:51) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:15:51) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:16:29) CaptHarper: :: at the helm as the Xovul dreadnought finishes breaking apart :: SCI: Hail the shipyard and demand their surrender.
(21:17:09) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: drops in behind one of the few remaining Xovul fighters and lets a microquantum fly ::
(21:19:13) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: glances to Wolfe across the bridge before turning her attention back to the screen, fingers poised for action ::
(21:19:15) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: has, in addition to firing on the now-demolished dreadnought, been mapping out the cannons on the shipyard, and now maps them as points on the viewscreen. ::
(21:19:25) CaptHarper: :: still evading the shipyard's disruptor batteries as best she can ::
(21:20:02) SCI_LtJG_Jude: CO: Aye. :: she taps her console, and does such, and waits for the response ::
(21:20:23) CaptHarper: ACTION> The shipyard responds only by continually firing its cannons.
(21:20:32) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: feels pride for Atlantis and their cooperation with the other ships, turning her attention towards the shipyard and and their ultimate goal from her seat on the bridge ::
(21:24:20) CaptHarper: ACTION> Atlantis, Discovery, Endeavour, and Sovereign continue their multi-pronged assault against the shipyard, but the big station has big power reserves for its shielding, and can take some punishment. While the fleet is largely in good shape, the Prometheus-class Endeavour has a couple of sections whose shields are getting low.
(21:26:19) CaptHarper: ACTION> As if in direct response to our hail, several of the cannons converge to focus fire on Atlantis, the disruptors still managing to cause electrical surges throughout the ship.
(21:26:22) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: watches the barrages of weapons fire on the viewscreen in awe, her own display mostly idle for now ::
(21:27:07) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: takes a moment between shots to also map out the shield emitters. In a few moments, more targets pop up on the viewer whenever Atlantis is looking at the shipyard, with targeting priority on the emitters closest to any weapons at the yard. And then, with this done in a few seconds, he's back to firing away at said targets. ::
(21:27:30) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: grits her pointy teeth as the cannon fire hits the shields, taking note of its effect on her console ::
(21:27:54) AmberSun: ::Is still unsettled by the explosions and the rumbling of the ship, staring at Tailor for reassurance.::
(21:28:27) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: waxes that target and sees no more fighters on his targeting scanners ::
(21:30:37) CaptHarper: ACTION> The half-built dreadnought in drydock powers up, and fires a wide spread of plasma torpedoes at various targets in the fleet!
(21:31:36) CaptHarper: :: she swears elaborately in Farsi :: CTO: New target, Colonel!
(21:32:13) TAC2_1LT_Grey: Self: SHIT! :: fingers fly over the pad, before she aimed at the active dreadnought ::
(21:32:26) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::has an idea:: Ambersun: Would you feel more comfortable in a smaller room? Like a cave?
(21:32:49) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CO: I see that, Captain. Let's see how well their shields work.
(21:33:01) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: changes targets ::
(21:33:13) AmberSun: ::Nods, his ears held down.::
(21:33:23) CaptHarper: :: brings Atlantis about for an attack run at the babby ship ::
(21:34:00) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: paints the viewscreen with the shield emitters of the dreadnought and begins firing ::
(21:34:14) CMO_Lt_Tailor: AmberSun: Follow me. ::does a quick check on a console to see which of the recovery rooms might be free, and heads towards the nearest one::
(21:35:01) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: puts on her mean face at the new target ::
(21:35:06) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: the medication is working; finds herself afraid, but not on the verge of panic ::
(21:35:25) CaptHarper: ACTION> The dreadnought is, fortunately, not at full power. What shields that it can muster start at barely 25%, before the combined arms of the fleet take their toll.
(21:36:25) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: begins painting vectors, but has a sense that Harper probably doesn't need the vectors anymore to know the best approaches ::
(21:37:26) AmberSun: ::Follows behind, giving the guards a sorry look for possibly hurting them before he does so; spreading his paws wide to keep his footing during the rumbling.::
(21:37:56) CaptHarper: :: she has, by now, figured out the approaches, and keeps Atlantis on an optimal attack run ::
(21:38:28) CaptHarper: ACTION> The dreadnought manages another spread of plasma torpedoes. Atlantis rocks violently as they slam into our shields, massive amounts of energy being absorbed, some of it bleeding through into EPS grids, that cause consoles to burst. One of Endeavour's sections loses shielding.
(21:38:30) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: uses said optimal attack runs and does significant damage to the dreadnought, thus. ::
(21:40:01) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: turns her face away and shuts her eyes as her console sparks ::
(21:40:43) CaptHarper: ACTION> The dreadnought also loses shields... and is cut loose by the shipyard.
(21:41:21) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::opens the door to the room in question, making sure there's enough room for the large bear in here:: AmberSun: It's not a cave, but hopefully it will help you feel more safe in here. ::smiles::
(21:41:37) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: leaning down and looking closely at sensor readings, wondering if there is potentially a more vulnerable point to strike, when her console practically explodes in her face -- she jumps back with a small cry of dismay, attempting to shield her face with her hands ::
(21:41:44) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: pounds the dreadnought for everything it's worth, strangely happy inside that it won't ever have a history of winning a battle. ::
(21:41:58) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: shields her face from flying sparks with her arms, cursing under her breath ::
(21:42:53) CaptHarper: :: can't stop herself from looking over at the Ops console upon hearing a familiar yelp ::
(21:43:07) CaptHarper: CSO: Are you alright? All: Is everyone OK?
(21:43:18) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CO: Not the dreadnought.
(21:43:32) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: can see that they're about to finish it off ::
(21:43:52) CaptHarper: ACTION> The dreadnought, having only maneuvering thrusters, is attempting to put distance between itself and the shipyard.
(21:44:05) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: blinks, able to see fine, then checks the others, including Wright ::
(21:44:08) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: attention looks to Acacia before she turned her attention back to the viewscreen, joining Wolfe in the destruction of the half-built dreadnought. Luckily her station hadn't been affected by the damage to the EPS systems ::
(21:45:08) CaptHarper: :: she was fortunate in that the helm was unaffected as well, and thus, she manages to keep Atlantis on course to pursue the limping dreadnought ::
(21:45:14) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: shakes sparks off of her arms, scrunching her nose and rubbing her eyes before grabbing her medkit, standing and turning to see how everyone is doing after Harper says that ::
(21:45:26) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: heart pounding, an acrid odor telling her that some of the sparks landed in her hair, takes inventory of herself and winces when she pats herself down, looking at her hands :: CO: M-My hands got most of it, Captain. There are some burns. Otherwise, I think I'm okay? :: also has a few small burns on her face that she cannot see ::
(21:45:33) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: doubles down in the hopes that destroying the dreadnought closer will do more damage to the yard ::
(21:46:07) AmberSun: ::Enters, and quickly sets to work pulling bedding and things around, in order to assemble a nest.:: CMO: Thhhhaaaaaank you...
(21:46:14) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: swoops in to lend his Mustang's weaponry to the assault on the now unshielded dreadnought ::
(21:46:16) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: joins in the destruction of the dreadnought ::
(21:46:45) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: Follows Zorro in the attack, finding herself fresh out of smaller targets ::
(21:46:48) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: is impressed that even as Captain Harper checks on her wife and the rest of the bridge crew, she never once breaks her attention from flying and he is able to keep doing what he needs to do ::
(21:47:44) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: grabs the dermal regenerator out of her kit on her way over to Wright, reaching out to grab one of her hands and begin repairing it right away, ignoring the burn on her own arm ::
(21:47:54) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: notes that Wright looks all right, except for minor injuries and returns to assessment of the battle, paying particular attention to the dreadnought's movements :: CO: I have a feeling that dreadnought may try to detonate. We should keep all ships at an appropriate distance.
(21:48:32) CSO_Cdr_Wright: MED: Thank you... it was stupid of me to use my hands. Wait... your arm!
(21:48:37) CaptHarper: :: brings Atlantis about to continue the assault, one eye always on the helm, and the other joins it when she sees Acacia tending to Lexy :: XO: Agreed. It is not returning fire anymore...
(21:48:58) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CO: I concur with Kuari. But let's try to destroy them first. :: continues his work on Engineering ::
(21:49:04) CMO_Lt_Tailor: AmberSun: You're welcome. Make yourself at home.
(21:49:19) CaptHarper: SCI: Lt. Jude, signal the fleet to back off from the dreadnought, but keep firing.
(21:49:29) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: hearing that, she took a breath, keeping the fire strong ::
(21:49:48) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: gingerly begins to use the hand Acacia's not working on to relay the message to the fleet, until she hears the Captain's order to Linxi ::
(21:50:06) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: nods, and taps console, sending the message to the rest of the fleet ::
(21:50:33) CSO_Cdr_Wright: MED: Doctor, your arm looks just as bad as my hands.
(21:50:46) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: blinks, twisting her arm to look. She gives a mild-mannered 'hm' and gives back Wright's fixed hand, waiting a moment for her to finish typing before reaching for the other ::
(21:50:59) AmberSun: ::Smiles a toothy smile.::
(21:51:01) CaptHarper: ACTION> The four starfleet ships do back off from the dreadnought, and just in time, it would seem, as its core violently breaches in an unsuccessful bid to catch one of us in the blast.
(21:51:27) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: cackles as he flies away from the exploding dreadnought ::
(21:51:42) SCI_LtJG_Jude: Self: Well. Damn.
(21:51:44) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: catches a bit of the shockwave from the explosion in her hasty retreat ::
(21:52:09) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: blinks at the brightness of the exploding dreadnought, rubbing her eyes with a hand. :: Self: Geez... that's fucking bright.
(21:52:16) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: turns her attention back to the shipyard on her screen ::
(21:52:40) CaptHarper: XO: Good call, Commander. :: squints at the explosion for a moment, then goes back to the helm displays ::
(21:52:46) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: laughs at the fact that no one who he didn't want hurt got hurt in the blast. But he doesn't communicate such things as why he's laughing at a moment like this. So it comes off looking really bad to anyone who doesn't know him well enough to know why he's laughing ::
(21:52:49) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: having repaired Wright's typers, she'd then twist her arm and turn the regnerator on herself, holding her arm at an awkward angle to reach her own burn, but not seeming bothered by the contortion ::
(21:53:31) CSO_Cdr_Wright: MED: Here, let me. :: offers her hand to take the regenerator ::
(21:53:32) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: shakes her head at Wolfe's laughter, a faint grin forming. :: CTO: Having fun, sir?
(21:54:07) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: grins back without looking away from his console :: TAC2: Of course. You know I love winning a fight. ::
(21:54:23) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: is surprised for a moment but hands the tool off, turning to the side so Wright can reach the burn. :: CSO: Thank you. Just hold the button, put it about a centimeter above the skin.
(21:54:27) CaptHarper: :: she glances over at Lexy again, relieved to see that her burns have been healed ::
(21:54:53) CaptHarper: CTO: Get that shipyard's shields down so we can do just that, Colonel.
(21:54:55) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: marvels at how pink and healthy her just-burnt hand looks, and does as the doctor says, carefully aiming the tool ::
(21:55:35) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: chuckles at Wolfe's response, attention turning to the shipyard. :: CTO: Is there... anyway to send in a virus? To take down the shields?
(21:56:01) CSO_Cdr_Wright: MED: I learned how to do this in a First Aid class at the Academy, but I've never done it in the field before. :: offers her a small smile ::
(21:56:12) CaptHarper: :: pitches Atlantis around in a way that the dampeners have no trouble with, to bring us to bear on the shipyard once more ::
(21:56:33) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CO: Aye, Captain. :: returns to working on the shields. :: TAC2: I am sure they have their computers ready for just such an offense. But I like your thinking.
(21:56:48) CaptHarper: ACTION> The USS Endeavour disengages multi-vector attack mode, reforming into one ship to protect its damaged section.
(21:56:50) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::a nurse rolls a cart past the recovery room, doing a doubletake when he sees the bear inside amidst a pile of blankets, shakes his head, and continues on. Did he just see that? Maybe he's been on shift too long, maybe it's time to go take a break.::
(21:57:29) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: smiles her thanks as she takes back the tool, her burn replaced by fresh skin as well. She twists her arm again to see, musing :: CSO: A first time for everything, eh? :: she pats Wright on the shoulder, moving on to the next person with burns ::
(21:58:05) AmberSun: ::Lets out a call.:: CMO: Doctor have kind heart.
(21:58:08) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: nods slowly in agreement, humming in distinct thought, as she joined in trying to take down the shields ::
(21:58:47) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: smiles, wondering briefly if she's actually starting to make a friend before fleet communications bring her back to reality :: CO: The Endeavour is reforming to protect its damaged section, Captain.
(21:59:45) CaptHarper: CSO: Good, thank you.
(22:00:11) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CO: I wonder if we could get inside their shields. The dreadnought got out.
(22:01:57) CaptHarper: CTO: I imagine they thought of that when building that place, but check the sensor logs around that time and see if there is anything we can use.
(22:02:51) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: goes around the room fixing up peoples' minor burns, doing her part to keep up morale ::
(22:02:58) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CO/CSO/XO: After all, it's one thing to design shields so that torpedos can get out, but an entire vessel that's larger than us? That takes some pretty serious engineering thought. And if you can make a hole going out, you can reverse that hole to go in. It's not a navel.
(22:03:41) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: grins at hearing Wolfe's suggestion :: CTO: I'll get started on finding that weak spot ::
(22:03:52) CaptHarper: :: quietly :: But it is naval...
(22:03:54) XO_Cdr_Kuari: I would just assume the other ship would have to know the shield frequency. Shuttles can go through.
(22:03:55) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO/CTO: They may have modulated shield harmonics in some way...?
(22:04:31) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CSO: That's what I'm thinking.
(22:05:12) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: *Atlantis* Zorro to Atlantis. There are no bandits out here, and our weaponry is ineffective against the station. Requesting bravo zulu permission.
(22:05:24) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::smiles:: AmberSun: I'm going to check on some of the other patients, but I'll be here if you need anything.
(22:06:04) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: Captain, the Sharks are requesting permission to return to Atlantis due to a lack of suitable targets.
(22:06:19) AmberSun: ::Nods, before disappearing behind blankets and pillows.::
(22:06:58) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: : is glad that no targets for the Sharks does not mean no targets for him ::
(22:07:13) CaptHarper: CSO: Granted, but have them stay on standby in case the Xovul send reinforcements. And to be prepared for combat landings, given the maneuvers we still need to make.
(22:07:25) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: Aye, Captain.
(22:08:19) CSO_Cdr_Wright: *Sharks* Zorro, Sharks, Atlantis. Bravo zulu, but be prepared to make combat landings and remain on standby in case of Xovul reinforcements.
(22:09:22) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: *Atlantis* Sharks copy, Atlantis. Bravo Zulu. :: makes for Atlantis ::
(22:10:06) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: is working on trying to find the modulated shield harmonics that could be turned for the Sharks to use, eyes flicking between lines of code and a hand coming up to run through her hair with a sigh ::
(22:10:11) CaptHarper: :: relieved that her pilots are returning to relative safety ::
(22:10:33) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: hears the order and makes for the launch bay with some excitement - combat landings are fun ::
(22:11:58) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: approaches quickly, but carefully, trying to anticipate the great ship's movement as she presse the attack on the station ::
(22:12:07) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO/CTO/XO: Is it possible that firing on multiple sections of the shielding at once would create a strain on power systems?
(22:12:33) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: waits for Atlantis to swing around for the next attack run, using those rear torpedo tubes for all their worth. And he considers Wright's question ::
(22:13:00) CaptHarper: :: defers to the CTO on that question ::
(22:13:22) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: quietly worries that it's a dumb question, because she's not a tactical expert ::
(22:13:40) TAC2_1LT_Grey: CSO: You mean... stretching the energy holding the shields in place in hopes one of the shields fall? But they seem like a large shipyard, they'll most likely have mutliple backup generators.
(22:13:43) CMO_Lt_Tailor: *MED*: Just thought you'd like to know that the bear's hanging out down here for a while. I've given him a spare room. He feels safe from the battle in there.
(22:15:02) CaptHarper: :: brings Atlantis around for another run ::
(22:15:04) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: plops back down in her seat having left the bridge decidedly less crispy, laughing as she hears Tailor but covering her mouth to suppress it, replying quietly as she can. :: *CMO*: Excellent to hear.
(22:15:16) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: turns her head as Wright addresses her, then thinks for a moment, finally looking to Wolfe :: CTO: I don't think it would, considering the station's power distribution ::
(22:15:16) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: sees Atlantis's maneuver and lines up for the assault bay ::
(22:15:22) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CO/XO/CSO: Wait. A ship is designed so that it can handle attacks on multiple emitters at once. They're all close together. But once you get them a certain distance apart, they take a lot more power to create the same effect. I say it's worth giving a try, and attacking their most distal emitters at the same time. However,
(22:15:30) CSO_Cdr_Wright: TAC2: Ah.. that makes sense. I just thought maybe they were redirecting all of their available power to the area that all of our ships are firing on.
(22:16:26) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: However, Commander Kuari could be right.
(22:16:27) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: slightly perks at the mention of the bear, and makes a mental note to "visit" after the battle, before directing her attention back to her console ::
(22:17:27) CaptHarper: CTO: I will leave the targeting to your discretion, Colonel.
(22:17:29) XO_Cdr_Kuari: CTO/CSO: Focusing fire, in theory, should still have the best chance of breaking through, since each emitter has a maximum rate it can feed power, ship or station.
(22:18:07) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: perks up at finding something that seemed like it could be the code, focusing on the small letters and typing away quickly, eyes narrowing in focus ::
(22:20:00) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CO/XO: Let's see what happens for one run. Let's have two ships each attack the most distal emitters, here and here :: pings them on screen ::
(22:20:05) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::grins at Acacia's reaction, going about her rounds::
(22:20:57) TAC2_1LT_Grey: CTO: Sir, I might've found something, in their shield coding. :: sounds cheerful, fingers flying as she edited the code on her screen ::
(22:21:11) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: whoops loudly in the privacy of her cockpit and swoops into the assault bay hot, skidding ever so slightly to a stop on the flight deck ::
(22:21:18) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: narrows his eyes at Grey :: TAC2: Go ahead.
(22:21:41) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: nods, willing to give it a try, considering a possibly different approach to power allocation she's not used to that they can't scan through the enemy's shielding ::
(22:22:12) AmberSun: ::Feels safe here under the blankets, and on soft bedding, in the dark. Closes his eyes and 'listens' to whats going on around him.::
(22:22:36) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: brings the unnamed Mustang to a no-hop landing on the assault bay deck, the only skid being a stylish curving one ::
(22:24:34) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: She pulls up the coding on the viewscreen, highlighting the area she had been playing around with. The code wasn't a constant shielding code, editing as she looked to the Captain and Wolfe. :: CTO/XO/CO: Possiblility?
(22:24:44) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: pats the Mustang's console :: Gracias, señorita.
(22:26:06) CaptHarper: :: looks up at the main viewer for a couple of seconds ::
(22:26:37) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: watches as the data starts to come together :: TAC2: Further explanation needed, Lieutenant.
(22:27:10) CaptHarper: :: then goes back to the helm displays as an explanation is imminent ::
(22:27:20) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: blinks from Grey to Wolfe ::
(22:27:39) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: powers down the fighter and makes a couple of notes for the deck crew, then climbs out and heads for the locker room ::
(22:27:41) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: Takes a moment inside her cockpit to let her exhilaration fade, then begins her routine standby postflight on Shinigami ::
(22:28:22) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::is busy treating several console burns in a row, followed by a few broken limbs, and random other injuries related to being tossed about during battle::
(22:28:32) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks at the coding with a frown ::
(22:30:02) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Bridge: That data looks encrypted, to me. We might be able to break the encryption.
(22:30:09) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: looks over at the coding in curiosity ::
(22:30:27) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CSO: Do you think we have time for that?
(22:31:05) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CTO: Stand by. I'll consult the computer. :: begins tapping keys ::
(22:32:01) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: keeps firing as they discuss ::
(22:32:08) CaptHarper: :: listening with interest, but keeps up the attack patterns ::
(22:32:24) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: looks at the officers carefully, keeping firing. ::
(22:32:53) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Bridge: :: drily :: The computer reports that it can break the encryption, given approximately 1.26 million years to work on it.
(22:33:28) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: sighs, hearing that. :: CSO: It doesn't seem that complicated though.
(22:33:37) CaptHarper: :: idly wonders if the computer has a sense of humor :: CSO: Alright then. CTO: Keep firing.
(22:34:14) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CSO/XO/CO/TAC2: That might be longer than we have.
(22:34:52) CaptHarper: ACTION> The constant attack pressure from the four Starfleet ships has, by now, made a significant dent in the shipyard's shielding, reducing it to 30%.
(22:36:02) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CO: Aye, Captain. :: sends the attack pattern to the other three ships so they can get into proper formation for the dual attack ::
(22:36:34) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: shrugs slightly in disappointment, before turning to join the attack ::
(22:37:41) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: Shall we hail them again, Captain?
(22:37:43) CaptHarper: ACTION> In compensating for its damaged section, Endeavour's shields have fallen to critically low levels.
(22:38:54) AmberSun: ::Tilts his head around as he listens to whats going on. Doesn't know what an encryption is, but assumes that it's important.::
(22:38:55) CaptHarper: CSO: Not until their shields are down.
(22:42:21) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: finishes the current attack run as Atlantis whizzes by, then prepares to reform and to protect Endeavour as they'll be together for the dual distal attack ::
(22:42:36) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: nods grimly, thinking about all of those lives, even though they are enemy lives ::
(22:43:00) AmberSun: ~SCI~: What does it mean? ::Echoes in her head, in a curious tone.:j
(22:45:14) CaptHarper: Syvek> :: stayed behind on Trondheim to head colony ground defense, if the Xovul returned, and is now meditating in front of a candle, on the other side of which is a bear ::
(22:45:15) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::passes by the security guys a few times as she's going back and forth, who are looking a lot less apprehensive and a lot more bored::
(22:46:17) CaptHarper: ACTION> The shipyard's shields fall to critical levels against the unyielding pressure of our flotilla's continued attack.
(22:47:00) SCI_LtJG_Jude: ~AmberSun: They are trying to figure out a way to break through their shields but the shield data is encrypted and it would take too long for the computer to break it.~ :: she make an "idunno" noise unintentionally outloud and shrugs ::
(22:47:39) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks over at Linxi's vocalization :: SCI: What was that, Lieutenant?
(22:48:48) AmberSun: ~SCI~: What is... a computer? Are not very strong? Could I break the shield? Shield usually break after many great strikes.
(22:48:57) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: looks over at Wright :: CSO: Oh, it's nothing. I'm just talking to Amber Sun.
(22:49:26) CaptHarper: :: breaks Atlantis off toward one end of the shipyard, along with Discovery, while Endeavour and Sovereign take the other side ::
(22:50:29) CaptHarper: ACTION> The split attack finishes off the last of their shielding.
(22:50:31) CaptHarper: CSO: Hail them and demand their surrender. CTO: Keep attacking those cannons until they do surrender, and have your Marines stand by to form a boarding party.
(22:50:48) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: watches the enemy shipyard's shields fall, unblinking as she waits for the response to their hail ::
(22:50:50) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: with the shields down, maps out the most destructive places they can hit. Not being a battle machine, the shipyard does not have extensive ablative paneling ::
(22:50:53) SCI_LtJG_Jude: ~AmberSun: It's a... electronic device that carries out repetitious or complex mathematical operations at high speed. Uh. And I don't think this is the type of shield you can break by yourself. It's- taking a while.~
(22:50:58) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM
(22:50:58) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM
(22:50:59) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM