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(21:15:24) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:15:25) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:15:25) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:17:16) CaptHarper: :: on the bridge in her chair, contemplating the logistics of this ::
(21:17:22) AmberSun: ::Is in the turbolift, still not having mastered it's use, and his escort being unhelpful.:: COMP: Want to go to the seat of the leader!
(21:17:35) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: is relieved to hear news of a cease fire ::
(21:17:53) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: at his station, glad to be back in friendly space... but has no trust for any ceasefire reached with the Xovul ::
(21:18:18) AmberSun: COMP: Take me to the place with the chairs, and the light up walls!
(21:18:22) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: happy to hear the news of a ceasefire, but still untrusting their word... memories of the *last* time they had broken their word came to mind ::
(21:18:22) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: is keeping sick bay running, relieved to finally be able to sit down for two minutes as the action has slowed. ::
(21:18:39) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: sits next to Harper in her chair, resting comfortably, catching herself up on reports from while she was away ::
(21:20:27) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::is greatly relieved to hear the ceasefire news, really hoping that it will last long enough for everyone to catch their breaths at least::
(21:21:46) AmberSun: ::Growls at his escort and the computer.:: COMP: Take me to place! ESC: Make go!
(21:22:30) AmberSun: ::Grumbles as he tries to think of the word. He remembers that it doesnt make sense to him.::
(21:23:30) AmberSun: Self: You walk over it, to cross a river... like a fallen tree.
(21:24:22) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: having had a couple of short hours is caught up, but it's surprising how little of it she has had to read, as communication on the bridge has been busy in the aftermath of the battle, what with fleet communications, repair work and updates from sickbay ::
(21:24:28) AmberSun: COMP: BrrrRRRRi-du-gu-uh!
(21:24:32) CaptHarper: :: she gets a report and turns to Tailor :: CMO: Doctor?
(21:25:10) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::pauses mid-report writing and turns to the Captain:: CO: Captain?
(21:26:39) AmberSun: COMP: Yes.... Take me to the Brid-udge! ::The turbolift starts to move.::
(21:27:10) CaptHarper: CMO: Security has taken a DNA sample of our guest, Vance. Would you verify his identity independently from the computer's analysis?
(21:27:44) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: looks from Harper to Tailor ::
(21:28:43) AmberSun: ::Giggles.:: ESC: Amber Sun did it! Without the Chasey's help. ::Pokes his large tongue out at his escorts.::
(21:31:23) AmberSun: ::The TL opens to the room he was hoping it would.:: Self: Why is it called a brid-udge... it doesnt cross rivers!
(21:31:43) AmberSun: ::Pokes his head out of the door, peaking around.::
(21:31:51) CMO_Lt_Tailor: CO: Sure, but I'll need to run the test in our labs, I can have the results in just a little while though.
(21:32:01) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: turns in her chair at hearing the TL open, groaning quietly to herself as she face-desked ::
(21:32:16) CaptHarper: CMO: Thank you. I will send you the profile to match against from the classified files.
(21:32:44) CaptHarper: :: turns to see a bear peeking out of the TL doors :: AmberSun: Hello, Amber Sun! :: smiles brightly at the bear ::
(21:33:19) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: looks up, surprised to see a bear ::
(21:33:49) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: releases another patient, looking around at all the empty beds they've ended up with. She sighs with relief, checking the chart of one of the marines who's still recovering from emergency surgery ::
(21:34:02) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: is distracted from fleet comms by bear ::
(21:34:26) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: turns back from the helm to see the bear, and honestly, isn't even surprised anymore ::
(21:34:44) AmberSun: CO: HHHhhhelllo Leader Female... ummm ::Scratches his head as he thinks.:: Kkkaptin. ::Nods, certain he got that right.::
(21:35:01) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: huffs, turning to her station and resuming her work ::
(21:35:05) CMO_Lt_Tailor: CO: You're welcome. I'll get started on that as soon as I can. ::turns to see the bear:: AmberSun: Hello Amber ::Smiles::
(21:35:14) CaptHarper: AmberSun: Captain, yes! You can call me Kate, if you like.
(21:35:22) AmberSun: ::Steps onto the bridge.:: Aloud: We are near home. Amber Sun can feel the others!
(21:35:46) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::saves and closes out the report she was working on, stands to go to the turbolift::
(21:37:25) CaptHarper: :: gestures to the main viewer, which shows Trondheim turning serenely below them :: AmberSun: Yes, you are home.
(21:37:40) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: smiles at Amber Sun ::
(21:40:45) AmberSun: ::His eyes flicker, as he quickly approaches the viewscreen, his face in awe; until he points up.:: Amber Sun can see the Great Cave! She shines so brightly and so high into the sky.... Amber Sun never knew. But Great Cave so small, Trondheim so big.
(21:41:37) AmberSun: CO: Neme... welcomes you back.
(21:42:05) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: sits with the marine shining a light in his eyes and checking his scans and all that, making notes in his chart ::
(21:42:31) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::steps into the lift after the bear and his entourage have all filed onto the bridge:: TL: Sickbay.
(21:42:46) CaptHarper: AmberSun: Send our thanks.... and ask about Ilaihr, please? We are concerned about him.
(21:45:23) CaptHarper: :: she takes a moment to look down to her PADD, and sends a medical profile from the classified database to Dr. Tailor ::
(21:49:57) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::arrives on sickbay deck, making her way over to the medlabs to start working with the dna sample::
(21:51:29) AmberSun: CO: Neme accepts your thanks and... ::Tilts his head, as if taking in a lot of information at once.:: ... Eduda is... ::Pauses again.:: Alive?... Alive ::Nods.::
(21:52:17) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: glances at Harper ::
(21:52:26) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: sighs in relief at overhearing that, signing out of her console and heading to the TL to run down to grab something to drink ::
(21:52:28) CaptHarper: AmberSun: That is wonderful news. :: smiles :: Can we speak to him?
(21:52:46) AmberSun: CO: Neme wishes to speak to you.
(21:53:15) CaptHarper: :: eyes the clock, mindful of the fact that there's a Xovul ship inbound for a prisoner transfer ::
(21:55:01) CaptHarper: AmberSun: How? Will I need to go down there? If so, then it will have to be a little later.
(21:55:12) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: finishes her rounds and sits at a desk in sick bay to work on her report ::
(21:55:15) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::gets to work with the dna sample, watching the screen as it flips through possible matches at lightning speed::
(21:56:20) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: takes a moment to pick up his trophy, the spear, and roll it around in his fingers, admiring the workmanship and savagery of its construction and use. ::
(21:57:52) TAC2_1LT_Grey: CTO: May I see that, sir, out of interest?
(21:58:03) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::looks up as the computer bleeps, reads the results then taps her badge:: *CO*: I've found a match, Captain. ::sends the results up to Harper's console::
(21:58:24) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: holds it out to Grey :: TAC2: Be careful of that :: points to the actuator ::
(21:58:31) AmberSun: CO: Neme is aware of the deal with the Xovul savages.... He accepts.
(21:59:55) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: nods, taking the weapon and turning it over in her hands, looking it over intently :: CTO: Of course, sir. I'm... familiar with weapons. :: touches the blade delicately, before turning the handle to hand back to Wolfe, waiting for his thank you to know he had full grips on the weapon ::
(22:00:09) CaptHarper: :: nods :: AmberSun: Good.They wil be here soon, but this time, no fighting. It is our hope that this means they will stay away, for good.
(22:02:25) AmberSun: ::Shakes his head, and makes a low grumble, placing a paw to his face.:: CO: Ammmb... I... understand. Neme understands. But the Xovul must be expedient, they presence is not want here.
(22:03:15) CaptHarper: AmberSun: Believe me, I know.
(22:03:29) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: takes it back from Grey :: TAC2: Thank you, Lieutenant. It is quite the weapon. And having it thrust into you is exquisitely painful. It has microserrations along each edge.
(22:04:14) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: she shuddered slightly :: CTO: I bet, sir. I wonder between that or a plasma grenade, which would win...? :: shrugs slightly as she grins ::
(22:04:57) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: TAC2: That's a good... :: responds to his sensors :: CO: Captain, incoming dreadnought on long-range sensors.
(22:06:00) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: rubs her temples, checking with the computer to be sure she gets the number of patients right for her report ::
(22:06:11) CaptHarper: *CMO* Thank you, Doctor... :: looks down at the console and nods ::
(22:07:03) CaptHarper: CTO: Understood, as expected. Have the prisoners prepared for transport.
(22:07:30) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CO: Aye, Captain. We will have them ready for transport shortly.
(22:08:03) CaptHarper: CTO: And have Mr. Vance released to private quarters.
(22:09:00) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CO: Aye, will confirm once he is in private quarters.
(22:09:24) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: sends commands to the proper officers and crewmembers to make the Captain's commands happen. ::
(22:10:41) CaptHarper: CSO: Signal fleetwide yellow alert. They are to raise shields but not arm weapons.
(22:10:50) CaptHarper: CTO: Our shields will remain down for transport.
(22:11:39) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CO: Of course, Captain. Shields are and will remain down unless they fire upon us.
(22:11:52) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: swallows hard, imagining the Xovul up close and personal, like when she was injured in a room trapped with them ::
(22:12:01) CaptHarper: CTO: They are outnumbered seven-to-one.
(22:12:21) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: sighs in worry, looking to Wolfe for instructions ::
(22:13:35) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CO: Indeed. Under such circumstances, I don't expect any problems.
(22:13:54) CaptHarper: :: leans back in her chair :: I should think not.
(22:14:51) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::finishes up with the dna sample and makes her way back out to the main ward to do rounds again::
(22:15:40) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: dismisses the image, knowing it's just a fresh wound and it will heal. The Xovul are not here to fight ::
(22:16:01) AmberSun: CO: Neme and Eduda... ummm Ilaihr... they do not trust them.
(22:16:11) CaptHarper: :: looks over to Kuari, trying to ascertain if she is alright ::
(22:16:41) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: catches Harper's eye and smiles back at her. She knows that even though sickbay can heal her body, she must work on healing her mind on her own ::
(22:18:40) CaptHarper: :: returns the smile, worried about her friend and the effect the hell she had survived must be having on her ::
(22:18:56) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: signals fleetwide yellow alert and passes on Kate's instructions :: CO: It's done, Captain.
(22:19:06) CaptHarper: :: then turns toward the bear again :: AmberSun: Neither do we, Amber Sun, neither do we. But we must always strive for peace.
(22:19:37) CaptHarper: CSO: Thank you, Commander. Be ready for prisoner transports when we have coordinates.
(22:20:16) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: looks up as the yellow alert is signaled and frowns, continuing her report with what time is left should something go wrong. ::
(22:20:39) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: nods :: CO. Aye, Captain.
(22:22:38) CaptHarper: NAV: Form up with the rest of the fleet, linking in the Kvolir as well, if possible.
(22:23:10) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: CO: Sí, capitana. :: networks the other Starfleet helms and queries the Kvolir ::
(22:23:46) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: moves Atlantis into formation as the other ships begin to converge ::
(22:24:18) CaptHarper: ACTION> Six Starfleet ships and one Kvolir enter into a defensive formation as they await the Xovul dreadnought.
(22:24:20) AmberSun: ::Is compelled to walk over to Wright.:: CSO: Female of the number magic... What is a Yix? And why does Eduda rage so?
(22:24:52) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: blinks at the bear :: AmberSun: It's... a long story. About a cane.
(22:25:36) CaptHarper: ACTION> The dreadnought exits warp and approaches Trondheim.
(22:26:03) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CO: The dreadnought has arrived, Captain.
(22:26:16) CaptHarper: CTO: On screen.
(22:26:30) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CO: Aye. :: puts the dreadnought on screen. ::
(22:26:56) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: aids Wolfe whatever he needs, barely hesitating to look up at the screen intently ::
(22:26:56) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: watches the main viewer, forcing her breathing to be regular. She would be all right ::
(22:27:01) CaptHarper: ACTION> The brutal, stocky design of the dreadnought approaches us on the main viewer.
(22:27:52) CaptHarper: Vance> :: now wearing a proper uniform, he exits the turbolift and walks straight to Harper :: CO: Captain, you are making a mistake. The intel those prisoners could provide would be valuable, and the Xovul only honor a treaty as long as it benefits them.
(22:28:25) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: trying to remain calm, looks up and the main viewer, then back at Vance ::
(22:29:19) AmberSun: ::Turns to the stranger, thinking to ask Wright more on the subject later, sniffing and staring intently at Vance.::
(22:29:22) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: fully believes what Vance is saying, as it matches up perfectly with everything he's learned so far about the Xovul. ::
(22:29:23) CaptHarper: :: sees no rank on his collar, so she defaults to mister :: Vance: Mr. Vance, I appreciate the warning, but this has already been negotiated. We have the data from their computers as well.
(22:29:45) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: turns to watch Vance, looking him over, her attention now fully on him ::
(22:30:28) AmberSun: CO: This one has the stench of deceit on him. ::Narrows his eyes.::
(22:31:30) CaptHarper: Vance> CO: The peace you seek will be short-lived. Your counter-attack caught their attention, but they only wish to buy time to appraise us further. The Xov states that we are beneath them and are unworthy of their attention, much less a treaty.
(22:31:42) CaptHarper: Vance> CO: We must press the attack. Now.
(22:31:57) CaptHarper: Vance: Mr. Vance, I—
(22:32:47) CaptHarper: Vance> :: interrupts, pointing at the main viewer :: CO: That is the Ykavosh's flagship, and you have him seven-to-one! Destroy him while you have the chance!
(22:32:56) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks from Vance to Kate with sudden concern ::
(22:33:06) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: scowls at Vance dangerously :: Vance: Mister Vance, I would *very* highly recommend shutting up and letting the Captain talk because this is *her* ship.
(22:33:33) CaptHarper: :: her voice becomes stern and commanding :: Vance: Sit down, Mr. Vance.
(22:33:55) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: puts on her mean face ::
(22:34:05) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: would love to destroy the Xovul ship out of retaliation, but he also knows that's not how Starfleet works... and that he would be unable to live with himself fo rdoing so after a peace treaty had been signed. Not so much because of the Xovul, but because it might start a long, drawn-out war. ::
(22:34:25) CaptHarper: Vance> :: stops himself from arguing and sits in the vacant third seat in the command area, then looks to Harper ::
(22:34:48) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: turns her attention back to her station, still listening intently while her focus was on the screen ::
(22:34:56) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: wishes her seat was between Kate's and Vance's ::
(22:35:09) AmberSun: ::Shudders, then starts bearing his teeth at Vance.:: CSO: Eduda says to not trust this one either... that he would sacrifice my world as... colll... colllallara... collateral...
(22:35:37) CaptHarper: Vance: I will follow my orders. Starfleet does not fire first and accepts offers of peace. During your time in cover, Section 31 collapsed because it would not remember those values, among many others.
(22:35:49) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: is starting to get a little creeped out, and brushes his arm on his phaser ::
(22:36:28) CaptHarper: Vance: You would do well to remember why you put on that uniform in the first place. Now, either be quiet while I do what we agreed to do, or get off my bridge.
(22:36:55) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: is also getting a bit irritated and creeped out, suspicious of Vance, slowly withdrawing her phaser to prepare it in case she needed to interfere ::
(22:37:10) CaptHarper: Vance> :: just nods, and leans back in the chair, folding his arms over his chest ::
(22:37:21) CaptHarper: ACTION> The Dreadnought hails.
(22:37:32) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: is a little upset with herself for doubting Kate :: CO: They're hailing us, Captain.
(22:37:50) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: is just short of growling at Vance, and her attention remains on Vance, easy for her to do as she can point her nose at the viewscreen and still watch him. It's a welcome distraction from the Xovul, which she knows is affecting her more than it should ::
(22:37:54) CaptHarper: :: stands and Picard-maneuvers :: CSO: On screen.
(22:39:01) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: puts his eyes on the screen. ::
(22:39:11) CaptHarper: ACTION> The Ykavosh appears on the screen, as imposing as he was on the surface. He narrows his eyes, appraising Harper and the scene on the bridge.
(22:39:36) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: looks up at the screen, sitting straight and strong in her chair ::
(22:40:02) CaptHarper: :: squares up to the viewscreen, setting her jaw resolutely against the Ykavosh :: Ykavosh.
(22:40:20) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: frowns up at the screen ::
(22:42:36) CaptHarper: Ykavosh> Captain Harper. You look better than the last time I saw you. We must admit, however, that we may have underestimat—
(22:43:04) CaptHarper: Ykavosh> :: sees the spear on Wolfe's console :: WHAT INSULT IS THIS? We come under a flag of peace and you taunt us?
(22:43:33) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: groans quietly at seeing the reaction ::
(22:44:07) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: raises his eyebrows... since the reason he has it on his console is simply because he didn't have time to take it to the Armory yet. ::
(22:44:28) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: wants to respond to Ykavosh, but knows it's Harper's place, and waits for her to do so ::
(22:44:31) CaptHarper: :: turns in alarm to look around and finally her eyes find the spear :::
(22:45:34) CaptHarper: :: tries to remain diplomatic, even though she failed the first time with the Ykavosh :: We mean no insult. We were simply unware of its significance to you, but, :: her voice gets slightly irritated :: we can certainly understand why our tactical officer having a trophy on display might be insulting.
(22:46:40) CaptHarper: Ykavosh> Return it, along with the prisoners, or there will be no peace!
(22:47:33) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: keeps her mouth shut, with difficulty, remembering to check on Vance between glances at Harper ::
(22:48:02) AmberSun: ~CTO~: There are many artifacts of war still below. Neme and the others secured them.
(22:49:21) CaptHarper: I will consider your request.
(22:49:40) CaptHarper: Ykavosh> It is no request!
(22:50:15) CaptHarper: Mm. A moment.
(22:50:23) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: stands. Not acknowledging the spear, eyes on the screen and on Ykavosh. ::
(22:50:35) CaptHarper: :: gives Lexy the mute this asshole gesture ;:
(22:50:43) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: his expression slightly smug ::
(22:50:52) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: but only slightly ::
(22:51:32) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: mutes the asshole ::
(22:51:49) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: Muted.
(22:51:52) CaptHarper: :: turns away from the main viewer to Wolfe :: CTO: You have to give it up, Colonel.
(22:52:05) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: notes Wright's action and looks to Harper, then Wolfe ::
(22:53:54) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CO: I hadn't really thought of it as a trophy... but now that he mentions it... I'll give it back, so long as they know it's a kindness. :: picks up the spear and holds it out for Harper to take. ::
(22:54:53) CaptHarper: :: pauses a moment and takes the spear, somewhat distastefully, glad that it will soon leave her bridge :: CTO: I doubt they will see it that way, but I will frame it as such. Thank you.
(22:55:14) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: breathes out a small sigh ::
(22:55:15) CaptHarper: :: turns to the viewer and nods to Lexy again ::
(22:55:16) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: CO: Aye, Captain.
(22:55:23) AmberSun: All: There are more down on home. Their dead had little use for them, and they left in a hurry.
(22:56:21) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: unmutes ::
(22:56:25) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: nods to Kate ::
(22:57:17) CaptHarper: :: taps the butt-end of the spear on the floor and stands tall next to it :: Ykavosh: Allow us to return this to you, as a gift and as a gesture of good faith.
(22:57:56) CaptHarper: Ykavosh> Very well. I am sending transport coordinates for the prisoners. Send it with one of them.
(22:58:52) CaptHarper: Certainly. We will honor the agreement, and will initiate transport shortly after receiving the coordinates.
(22:59:07) CaptHarper: Ykavosh> :: nods and cuts the comm ::
(22:59:22) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: They've closed the channel.
(22:59:25) CaptHarper: :: lets out a sigh of relief as the comm goes black ::
(22:59:43) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: looks at the blood on the spear... his blood. In truth, while he would have liked some time to scan it and get to know it, he's not that upset at seeing it leave. ::
(22:59:49) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: And I've received coordinates.
(23:00:08) CaptHarper: CSO: Initiate the first wave of transports, but go slow.
(23:00:40) CaptHarper: CTO: ...and bloody hell, Benedict. :: exasperatedly hands him the spear :: Get this down to the prisoners to take with them, but scan it first. Send it on the last wave.
(23:00:46) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: Aye, Captain. :: keys in the coordinates with deliberate slowness and begins transporting the first wave of prisoners a handful at a time ::
(23:00:53) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: almost smirks but holds back :: CO: Aye. :: takes the spear, and walks it down to the cargo bay ::
(23:00:53) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM
(23:00:54) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM
(23:00:54) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM