Conversation with #st_missionroom1 at Wed Jul 3 20:58:37 2019 on CaptHarper@chat.startrekengage.com (irc)
(21:20:47) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:20:48) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:20:48) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:21:22) CaptHarper: :: sitting at the helm although there's no flying to be done at the moment, its console being easier to distract her from worrying about her people ::
(21:22:59) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: finishing up an accounting of needed repairs for the fighters, as well as a few other items of paperwork she's had in progress for several days now. Constant battles have not helped her complete these documents in anything resembling a timely fashion ::
(21:23:53) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: manning fleetwide comms, coordinating boarding parties ::
(21:25:38) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: sits at her console on the bridge, watching the lifesign monitors and transporter lock icons of the boarding parties with a serious expression. ::
(21:26:29) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: slowly swings his phaser into the arc not covered by Kuari and the Marine to his right. The room they are in is clear with only one door to exit. He hits his comm badge to open his channel onto the Atlantis Bridge as well as to the leaders of the other boarding parties. :: ALL: Atlantis Gamma Team, I guess we know which way we're going. All leaders, keep in mind that we might run into civilians. Try not to shoot any of them if you can help it :: steps forward to the door, leading the way ::
(21:29:03) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: watches carefully, pistol at the ready, at Wolfe's side, eyes glancing around the room carefully, noting the only doorway. ::
(21:29:46) CaptHarper: ACTION> The door opens and a beeping device is tossed through.
(21:30:44) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: ALL: COVER! :: jumps to the side and behind a crate ::
(21:31:27) TAC2_1LT_Grey: Self: Shit.. ::takes cover behind the nearest obstacle, hunkering down to make herself the smallest position she could ::
(21:32:12) XO_Cdr_Kuari: @ :: is just behind Wolfe, and when Wolfe orders the retreat, turns tail to run, simultaneously aiming her tail to whack the device towards the furthest corner and retreating in one smooth motion ::
(21:32:45) CaptHarper: ACTION> The device is whacked to the corner of the room and explodes, sending hundreds of tiny, sharp, metal fragments all over the place.
(21:34:20) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: waits until the flash and flying shrapnel have passed, and resumes his position :: ALL: One grenade. Looks like they know we're here. :: signals his team to surround the door for breach ::
(21:34:44) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: uses her wings to pick up her pace and lands next to a marine, but there isn't space for her behind the crate and is only partially covered, the metal fragments flying into her armor on her backside ::
(21:34:54) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: takes a breath at hearing the explosion and the rain of fragments, slowly standing to approach the door, pistol at the ready and waiting for her leader's command. ::
(21:36:37) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: inhales sharply as the away team scatters and their transporter locks flicker, her eyes fixed on the lifesigns--no one's majorly damaged... ::
(21:37:44) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: takes his position next to the door. Across from him. Grey is at the pad. He nods to her to open it and awaits her signal that she's ready to open the door. ::
(21:38:52) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: reaches a hand to trigger the pad that controls the door opening, slowly looking around the opening door, eyes scanning the hallway for more present ::
(21:40:26) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: ALL: Breach, breach, breach. :: signals to his team to take the now-open door ::
(21:41:46) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: takes a position midway through the line of marines, reminding herself that Wolfe has point and she's not just a marine to take a blow for her tactical officer ::
(21:42:11) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: as they pass into the hallway, fire erupts from the left and they engage ::
(21:42:35) CaptHarper: ACTION> Several Xovul soldiers are entrenched at the end of the hallway and open fire with plasma weapons.
(21:43:18) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: curses quietly as she takes aim, sending shots their way ::
(21:44:01) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: takes up a position in the rear, standing high enough and slinging her rifle up to fire over another marine's head and fires back ::
(21:44:33) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Vash> Just outside the shipyard's operation's center, looks with critical and yet proud eye over his assembling troops. Few in number relative to their enemy, but heavily armed and armored, they wait for the reports to accumulate.
(21:45:33) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: fires at the Xovul, taking one out. a couple of their soldiers, but there are plenty of targets to go around. ::
(21:46:08) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Vash> ::The defenders now spread about the station will fight well, and then die, as is their role. But in so doing, they will reveal the strongest enemy thrusts, so they can throw it back into the void. For now, he thumps the blunt end of his spear upon the deck plating several times. ::
(21:46:21) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Vash> Xov! Xov! Xov!
(21:47:12) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: Soldiers of the Qurlat> Xov! Xov! Xov!
(21:48:02) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: takes down another Xovul with a strong head-shot, carefully turning her attention to the next enemy blocking their path ::
(21:48:26) CaptHarper: ACTION> The Xovul in that hallway start to dwindle in number and start a retreating action.
(21:50:00) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: leads his team in advancing behind the Xovul soldiers, taking all the ground they lose, not quite staying on their heels ::
(21:50:32) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: stays close to her CO, pistol in hand, eyes scanning the hallways ::
(21:50:39) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: runs with the pack, checking the map on her helmet HUD ::
(21:50:48) CaptHarper: :: gets back up from the helm, and paces back to the center seat ::
(21:52:03) CaptHarper: ACTION> Grenades of both the shrapnel and plasma variety follow the retreating Xovul.
(21:52:03) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: can only manage slight relief as the party starts moving again, one finger hovering over the transport initiation order and the other ready to pick out a name if anyone goes down ::
(21:52:41) CaptHarper: :: makes her way to Acacia's console, wordlessly hovering as she looks over the doctor's shoulder at the display ::
(21:53:28) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: loses more ground due to the grenades. Eventually they reach a place where the Xovul turned the corner, running just past it to the other side, assuming there is an ambush waiting. A few of the Marines follow, several stay behind and don't cross the opening as there's not a whole lot of room ::
(21:55:03) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: follows close behind, wiping a little bit of blood from her forehead, as she kept her pistol close at the ready ::
(21:55:18) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: is one of those marines staying behind, standing tall on two legs to make more room and hold her rifle, waiting just out of view ::
(21:55:43) CEO_LtCdrQuinn: ACTION> Good move, marines. They just came upon a major access corridor, guarded by a fixed heavy gun, protected from all sides by a forcefield emanating from the ceiling. It begins blasting away almost immediately.
(21:56:26) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: curses, slamming back against the wall in an attempt to dodge the bullets coming their way ::
(21:56:44) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: hits the screen twice in two rapid clicks in what seems like the same second one of the lifesigns drops from green to yellow. One of the marines that had fallen to his knee reappears in sickbay, shrapnel having shredded his knee. ::
(21:58:07) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: lets out a sharp breath, hands still hovering over the controls. She mumbles, feeling the Captain's presence over her shoulder. :: CO: Incapacitated, but not life threatening.
(21:58:48) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: pulls back a little more reflexively and looks to Wolfe ::
(21:59:07) CaptHarper: :: stops biting her lip that she started upon seeing that :: MED: Thank you.
(21:59:28) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: I'm receiving a coded transmission from the shipyard, Captain.
(21:59:59) CaptHarper: :: Turns and walks up to Ops :: CSO: From who?
(22:00:25) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: I can't tell from whom, but it's for you.
(22:00:28) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: opens his tricorder and looks at the readings on his HUD. The heavy gun is creating a difficult passage for sure. He thinks a moment, continuing to scan :: TEAM: It's got a shield, but I want as many of you as possible firing on it. I think I can get the shield emitter, but I need coverage. Go!
(22:00:46) CaptHarper: :: slides into the helm next to her :: CSO: Send it over here.
(22:01:54) TAC2_1LT_Grey: CTO: Yes sir. :: drops to a knee, taking aim at the heavy gun, and sending a surge of phasers at the fun ::
(22:02:44) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: sends it to Kate's console ::
(22:02:48) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: steps forward on Wolfe's order until one eye and her rifle are just past the edge of the doorway over Grey's head, locating the gun quickly and setting up a steady pace of fire ::
(22:03:27) CaptHarper: :: looks over the message, taps a few things, stares at it, then looks over it again, tapping a few more things :: You have to be kidding me.
(22:03:56) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: barely looks away from her firing, working on trying to distract the heavy gun ::
(22:03:57) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: after a few more seconds of scanning sees exactly where the sheild emitter is, at a corner, but attached to the other side of the bulkhead. He turns up the power on his phaser to cut through metal, and fires several times at the back of the archway where the emitter should be. After the fourth or fifth shot, there is a flash in the emitter as it loses power for a moment, and another as he keeps firing ::
(22:04:16) CaptHarper: :: runs a cross reference and ident verification that requires her command authorization ::
(22:05:33) CaptHarper: :: gets back a confirmation :: CSO: Commander, scan for human lifesigns that are not members of any of the boarding parties.
(22:05:47) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: Aye, Captain. :: begins running the scan ::
(22:06:41) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: I find one, Captain.
(22:07:29) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: finally fires the shot that takes out the shield generator and it falls to the deck with a clunk. Now the heavy gun is vulnerable :: TEAM: Take it out.
(22:07:56) CaptHarper: CSO: Have him beamed aboard once security is able to meet him in the transporter room.
(22:08:21) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: spots the fallen box, aims and fires ::
(22:08:27) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: once again hits her console as once of the unnamed marines takes a shot, the man reappearing in sick bay and grabbed by nurses before he can even hit the ground. ::
(22:08:29) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks askance at Kate, then sets about complying with her orders ::
(22:09:12) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: contineus to lay fire at the heavy gun ::
(22:09:37) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: corrects herself and shoots at the gun ::
(22:09:53) CaptHarper: ACTION> The heavy gun is finally disabled under a hail of phaser fire.
(22:10:12) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: joins in firing on the gun, and in a few moments it stops firing out them - but he keeps shooting :: TEAM: Don't let up! :: A moment later, a shower of sparks from the gun gives a good indication that it's probably done firing at them ::
(22:11:22) CSO_Cdr_Wright: *TAC* Commander T'Lira, can you please report to Transporter Room 3?
(22:12:37) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: looks up from her paperwork :: *CSO* I am on my way. :: thankfully she had found a moment to put on her regular uniform, so it's only a matter of grabbing a phaser, because a summons to the transporter room rarely bodes well, and she's on her way ::
(22:13:03) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: TEAM: Proceed. :: He leads the way, stopping at the turret for a moment to ensure it's secure and, if he's honest, to admire the construction for just a fraction of a moment. And then he moves on, making his way to the next junction ::
(22:13:34) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: ceases fire, taking a moment to assess the rest of the room before stepping out at Wolfe's order, following in an orderly fashion ::
(22:14:02) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: follows carefully, scanning the room calmly ::
(22:15:54) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: comes to the next junction, and sees that the corridor to his right curves distinctly to the right. They're on the main drag, and it looks clear. For the moment. He scans the corridor, and leads the way into it ::
(22:16:09) CaptHarper: :: confirms things a few more different ways, then speaks up to Lexy again :: CSO: Advise her to escort our guest to the brig until I have time to meet with him personally.
(22:17:35) CaptHarper: ACTION> The retreating soldiers have entrenched again at the end of that corridor thanks to the time the turret bought them, and due to some reinforcements, are able to mount a solid defense.
(22:18:04) CSO_Cdr_Wright: *TAC* Commander, you are advised to escort our guest to the brig until the Captain has time to meet personally. I'm energizing now. ::energizes ::
(22:18:06) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: makes his way, scanning the whole time. eventually they come to a porthole, out of which you can see Atlantis and Sovereign hovering. He regards the view a moment, which his tricorder pings him :: TEAM: Cover! :: and they do just in time ::
(22:18:56) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: curses, hurrying to cover ::
(22:18:59) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: moves back, out of the way of the incoming fire ::
(22:19:00) TAC_LCdr_TLira: *CSO* Understood. :: glances over at the transporter operator and then rests one hand on her phaser. Any individual taking a trip to the brig is likely one who is some variety of trouble ::
(22:19:21) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: in a storage room off the assault bay, stretches in the afterglow ::
(22:20:27) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: in the locked storage room with Suzuki, also enjoying the afterglow ::
(22:21:40) CaptHarper: ACTION> A human male appears on the pad, grey-haired, but neatly kempt, in Xovul uniform with a few bits of odd face paint. He seems relieved to finally be back aboard a Federation ship.
(22:23:17) CaptHarper: XovulHuman> Finally out of that shit! :: he keys in on T'Lira :: A Vulcan! I haven't seen a Vulcan in years!
(22:23:43) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> NAV: Well. That was fun.
(22:23:59) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: the eyebrow goes up. It seems this individual will indeed prove to be trouble :: XovulHuman: If you will come this way, I have been ordered to escort you to secure lodgings.
(22:24:47) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: takes a breath, aiming around the corner to take aim and shoot at the Xovul blocking their path ::
(22:25:01) CaptHarper: XovulHuman> TAC: Secure? That sounds like the brig... :: eyes her pips :: Commander. That's no way to treat me, you know. I'm the reason you're even here!
(22:25:03) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: scans the way ahead. Five Xovul, heavily armed. No match. He targets one combatant and takes him out. ::
(22:25:37) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: Suzuki> Sí, you never cease to amaze me.
(22:26:00) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: the eyebrow remains up :: XovulHuman: Regardless, those are my orders. If what you say is true, it will likely not be for long.
(22:26:17) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: at Wolfe's move, takes a couple of steps forward to fire around the corner ::
(22:28:30) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: slowly gets up and starts retrieving her clothes ::
(22:28:31) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: takes out another Xovul, advancing and soon stepping over the body of the first one that he had taken down. ::
(22:28:56) CaptHarper: XH> I need to speak to the Captain! Tell them Sectio-, er, well, that's not true anymore is it? Starfleet Intelligence Agent, or whatever the fuck I'm supposed to call myself now, Vance is aboard.
(22:29:43) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: takes down another Xovul, stepping forwards towards the barricade of Xovul ::
(22:29:46) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: does likewise :: Suzuki: We should probably hit the showers after that.
(22:29:54) TAC_LCdr_TLira: XH: It is my understanding the Captain will speak with you later. If you will come with me, please?
(22:30:36) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: takes out the last of their current enemies and moves swiftly, but carefully, past them, scanning ahead ::
(22:30:53) CaptHarper: Vance> :: remembers that you can't argue with Vulcans :: Fine, fine.
(22:31:01) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: nods in agreement ::
(22:31:18) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: advances, raptor-style, her rifle carried lightly in her arms ::
(22:31:42) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: is rather pleased that she didn't have to shoot this person, and gestures towards the TR exit, in a sort of "you first" way ::
(22:32:50) CaptHarper: Vance> :: heads out the door, grumbling about a fine way to treat a hero ::
(22:33:15) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: does not particularly view this man as a hero, so does not particularly care ::
(22:35:36) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: starts to put on a sock, but it's too small, so he hands it to her ::
(22:36:30) CaptHarper: ACTION> A beeping is heard from behind our Marines...
(22:37:05) CaptHarper: :: that situation dealt with, she slides out of the chair and heads back to the medical console ::
(22:37:08) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: spins around, eyes widening at hearing the beeping :: All: COVER!
(22:37:43) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: immediately hears the beeping and looks over her shoulder, then runs ::
(22:38:08) CaptHarper: ACTION> One of the fallen Xovul is clutching a plasma grenade to his chest, which detonates.
(22:39:23) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: finds shelter in time, and after the blast pops back up :: TEAM, somewhat humorously, but also seriously : Who didn't finish the job? :: continues down the way they were going ::
(22:40:02) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: finally finishes getting dressed :: NAV: You ready?
(22:40:21) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: curses as she's too slow in finding shelter, getting hit by the blast, but standing slowly, following Wolfe carefully, trying to make sure everything was okay ::
(22:41:28) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: rises from cover, intending to follow Wolfe, but sees Grey :: TAC2: Are you all right?
(22:42:03) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: Suzuki: Ready enough to make it to the showers. Catch you back in the rec room afterwards?
(22:42:21) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: nods and high-fives him ::
(22:42:44) TAC2_1LT_Grey: XO: Never better. :: flashes a slight grin at the XO, rolling her injured shoulder back with a slight wince, before moving ahead to catch up with Wolfe ::
(22:42:56) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: returns the high-five, then unlocks the door for her ::
(22:43:20) CaptHarper: :: folds her arms over her chest as she watches the medical console readout ::
(22:43:23) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: once again snaps at the screen, a marine that was too close to the bomber fizzling out of combat, this one reappearing in sick bay covered in blood and missing half of an arm. A ping comes up on the bottom of her screen and she exhales slightly. Once again sensing Harper's bearing and stress, :: CO: Collins was shot, he's stabilized. :: she trai
(22:43:23) MED_LtJG_Acacia: ls off, watching the lifesigns that have taken damage but not stopped moving very carefully ::
(22:44:07) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: nods and turns at seeing Grey will be fine, not giving her another thought as she refocuses on the mission, as she has been trained to do ::
(22:44:44) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: continuing to push forward, sees a dozen Xovul life signs around the curve :: TEAM: Here we go. Find cover.
(22:44:48) CaptHarper: :: takes the news and is relieved that Collins made it to sickbay ::
(22:46:02) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: Suzuki: You first, I'll clean up and be out in a few.
(22:46:25) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: nods and exits the room before him, heading for the showers
(22:46:38) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: finds cover behind another marine, as is her usual tactic, ready to fire over their head ::
(22:46:55) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: nods, easily pressing her injured side to the wall, targeting the Xovul ::
(22:47:13) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: fires down the corridor, hoping for a response ::
(22:47:23) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: runs over the room with a future sanitizing device, removing any evidence or mess associated with their clandestine rendezvous, before going back to pretending to do inventory for a bit ::
(22:47:50) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: holds up his fist ::
(22:48:19) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: blinks as Wolfe fires, then sees his signal and waits ::
(22:49:01) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: waits as she hisses quietly, at her injured side pressing against the wall ::
(22:49:24) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: gets no response, so he moves forward right to the edge of where the Xovul ahead should become visible, takes cover, raises his fist again, and fires ahead hoping to start the conversation. ::
(22:50:21) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: finishes up and heads to the showers ::
(22:50:39) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: pulls a flash grenade, pulls a pin, and tosses it downthe corridor ::
(22:50:48) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: can sense Harper's anxiety, and just keeps saying what she's doing out loud--another ping comes up at the bottom of her screen. :: CO: Cortez is stable as well.
(22:50:53) CaptHarper: :: exhales a breath she was holding ::
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