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(21:15:51) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:15:52) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:15:53) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:16:31) CaptHarper: :: watches Wolfe walk away with the spear, glad that the bloody thing will be gone ::
(21:16:33) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: very slowly, very deliberately, transporting captives to the specified coordinates in small groups ::
(21:17:08) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: is in sick bay, shining a light in the eyes of a marine who's woken up from surgery ::
(21:18:15) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: is sitting at her station, attention glancing to her screen and then to the main viewer ::
(21:18:23) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: supervising the prisoner transfer, making sure everything is orderly and nobody attempts to create a problem that doesn't need to be created ::
(21:18:26) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: at the helm, watching their distance from the Xovul dreadnought ::
(21:19:08) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: enters the Turbolift to Starboard, heading not-too-quickly but definitely with purpose to one of the labs to have the spear studied for a bit before sending it with the last of the prisoners. Unfortunately, Atlantis is having, ahem, trouble with the transporter system, so transporting the prisoners will take some time. He shakes his head to himself... :: Self: Too bad.
(21:20:02) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: sits at her post on the bridge, superficially watching over everything going on, really. She's curious to see if the Xovul will remain satisfied or become irritated with the pace of prisoner transports ::
(21:21:12) CaptHarper: Vance> :: slipped off the bridge during the conversation with the Ykavosh, and is interrogating one of the prisoners, a military officer that they captured along with the civilians ::
(21:22:44) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: is relieved that Vance is off the bridge but is simultaneously annoyed that she can no longer watch him directly ::
(21:23:55) CaptHarper: :: turns back toward the main viewer to see the Xovul dreadnought being menacing, and will also be glad when that bloody thing is gone ::
(21:26:00) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: figuratively dragging her feet through transporting the first wave, steadily and methodically ::
(21:26:00) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: finishes up her rounds and heads into the medical research lab. She sticks some samples under a microscope, taking notes with the computer. ::
(21:26:10) CaptHarper: Vance> :: got to his prisoner before their population became aware that they were being sent home ::
(21:26:32) CaptHarper: Prisoner> :: has no idea that rescue is imminent, but isn't cracking ::
(21:29:22) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: ::stops at Deck 6 and walks into Science Lab 1, where no one is there. It's odd... and, he sighs, it means he has to... :: *SCI* Wolfe... to Jude.
(21:30:19) CaptHarper: Vance> :: knuckles down on his technique, having wanted a crack at this guy the entire time he was under cover ::
(21:31:31) CaptHarper: :: steps up next to Lexy :: CSO: How is the transfer going, Commander?
(21:31:33) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: taps combadge, not expecting this and wondering if she somehow fucked something up :: *CTO* Oh. I. Uh. Yeah?
(21:32:45) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: stares at Kate in the eye while she moves her hand to the transport button with glacial slowness and then just as slowly back to her lap :: CO: As quickly as possible, Captain.
(21:33:07) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: *SCI* Lieutenant. I'm at Science Lab 1, needing to get this spear scanned, but there's no one here. Not surprising, there's a lot going on... but could you have someone meet me here on the double?
(21:33:29) CaptHarper: :: smirks :: CSO: Well done, keep it up.
(21:36:37) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: checks on the latest report from sickbay, commonly an evolving update after a battle or something similar, which she has heard compared to "watching paint dry" as one waits for the usually mostly positive results. It doesn't help it get done faster, but it's a welcome distraction from the imposing enemy vessel hanging in the space in front of them ::
(21:37:47) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: They're hailing us, Captain. :: she doesn't feel she needs to specify ::
(21:38:16) CaptHarper: :: Picard-maneuvers and faces the main viewer :: CSO: On screen.
(21:38:35) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: puts it on-screen, endeavoring to look busier ::
(21:38:46) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: looks up, expression empty as she gazed at the main viewer ::
(21:39:18) CaptHarper: Ykavosh> You are stalling, Harper! Why else would you go so slowly? Is this a trap by the noble Federation?
(21:40:39) SCI_LtJG_Jude: *CTO* Well, I am not busy, currently. I can head down now.
(21:41:27) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: sighs silently and rolls his eyes at what is to come. He was afraid of that :: *SCI* Thank you, Lieutenant.
(21:41:37) CaptHarper: Ykavosh: Forgive us, Ykavosh. Our transporters sustained damage while destroying your shipyard. Regrettable, but the repairs are low priority.
(21:42:08) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: barely stifles a laugh, turns it into a bit of coughing ::
(21:42:23) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: gets a buzz and heads back into sick bay to check on a patient. She sits next to the girl as she wakes up, working her magic to calm her down. ::
(21:42:48) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: stifles a laugh behind her hand, turning in her chair at the Captain's excuse ::
(21:43:47) CaptHarper: Ykavosh> :: snarls :: I somehow doubt that. :: cuts the comm ::
(21:44:17) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: placidly :: CO: They seem to have closed the channel.
(21:44:45) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: takes the spear, this being the first time he's really had a good chance to study it closely, and uses the time until Jude arrives. He takes it over to an area designed to test ballistics, sticks it in, and actuates the very actuatable actuator. No real recoil, but you can sense the immense power eminating from the business end. ::
(21:44:54) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: shoves herself out of her chair and walks into the turbolift :: Deck 6.
(21:44:55) CaptHarper: CSO: Tragic. TAC2: Keep an eye on them and make sure they do not do anything foolish.
(21:46:06) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: watched the confrontation with the Ykavosh on screen with a stern expression. Too bad, it was as she feared, but hopefully the Xovul's patience will hold out ::
(21:46:29) TAC2_1LT_Grey: CO: Yes ma'am. :: pulls up the scans, watching it intently for any... foolish, idiotic actions ::
(21:47:01) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: pulls the end of the spear out of the ballistics testing node, looking it over, and notes that his blood which had been a darkening red is now burnt on. ::
(21:47:36) CaptHarper: Vance> :: eye to eye with the prisoner, telepathically intruding on his mind ::
(21:48:42) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: takes the spear, rolling it around in his fingers, studying it further, before setting it down on one of the scanners that he guesses will be used to work with it. ::
(21:50:35) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: gets back to rounds, scanning a patient's wrist that had been sprained before letting him go. ::
(21:54:45) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: walks off turbolift and makes her way to the science lab, and walks in :: CTO: Uh. :: coughs and points at the weapon :: CTO: So this is what needs to be scanned?
(21:56:02) CaptHarper: :: watches the viewer for a minute, and after seeing nothing foolish while hearing no alarms from tactical, she turns and walks back to her chair ::
(21:58:01) CaptHarper: Vance> :: focusing harder and harder on his mental assault until he finally gets to the classified information he seeks ::
(21:59:10) CaptHarper: Prisoner> :: starting to tremble, his mind breaking down against the attack of this incredibly strong telepath ::
(21:59:29) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: offers a hopefully calming look to Harper as she sits down near her ::
(22:00:24) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: continues her slow, rhythmic actions as the number of remaining captives continues to dwindle ::
(22:00:39) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: SCI: It is. The head has two functions: First it can stab you and features microblades that make a stab extra brutal, like being stabbed with sharpened shark skin. Trust me, it penetrates and causes pain with a shockingly low barrier of desire. And speaking of shock... :: he takes Jude over to the ballistics testing device ::
(22:00:39) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: and looks up at the monitor over their heads, and activates the lightning :: SCI: There's that. :: he pulls it out and hands it to her. :: Note the actuator here.
(22:01:15) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: checks the next chart, taking a minute to sit down with the patient to reassure him about his surgery. ::
(22:02:18) CaptHarper: :: smiles at Kuari as she leans back in her chair and quietly says :: XO: I must confess to enjoying that taunt.
(22:03:11) CaptHarper: Vance> :: now easily harvesting classified military data from the Xovul prisoner's mind ::
(22:03:14) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::back on the Bridge, finds her mind wandering, maybe a reaction from all the stress of the latest mission; probably just needs a vacation::
(22:03:40) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: stares at the spear, grinning wildly :: CTO: Holy deities, that's awesome. Not for you- but. still. :: looks down at the part ::
(22:04:02) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: smiles, appreciating Harper's take of the situation ::
(22:04:10) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: SCI: Not for me. Not for Commander Kuari, either.
(22:07:08) CaptHarper: Vance> :: learns everything he can, and rifles through the unfortunate prisoner's brain for more ::
(22:07:46) CaptHarper: Prisoner> :: passes out, unable to deal with the trauma any longer ::
(22:08:19) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: SCI: We need to get this scanned, and then send it back. If the scans were to damage it a little bit with too-invasive a scan, I would have to officially be upset about that. Am I clear?
(22:08:46) CaptHarper: Vance> :: smirks, then turns and leaves the room ::
(22:12:02) CaptHarper: Vance> :: retrieves his PADD, a non-standard job, then ducks back into the room with the prisoner ::
(22:12:19) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: visually inspects the spear, getting her face a bit close to it :: Hm. CTO: If I break something, you can throw me out of an airlock and I wouldn't be mad. :: places spear under a scanner thingie ma-bob, and pushes settings on the console, and activates a low-intensity scan ::
(22:13:33) CaptHarper: Vance> :: starts waking the prisoner up, pulling him up through his own layers of unconscious thought ::
(22:15:08) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: keeps her attention fixed, eyes narrowing on the readings of the weapons aiming at the ship slowly :: CO: Uh... ma'am?
(22:16:07) CaptHarper: TAC2: Yes, lieutenant?
(22:16:59) CaptHarper: Prisoner> :: opens his eyes, having no memory of the ordeal... at least not any immediate memory of it ::
(22:18:06) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::a nice long vacation. No sickbays full of endless patients, no battles, no reports. Just a large empty island or something, maybe Tahiti. It's a magical place. ::
(22:18:12) CaptHarper: Vance> Good morning, sunshine. How are you feeling? :: recording the encounter on his PADD ::
(22:18:49) CaptHarper: Prisoner> I am well. My treatment here has been exemplary. More than I expected from a traitor to the Xov such as you.
(22:19:08) TAC2_1LT_Grey: CO: They're beginning to aim weapons at us... I think they're losing their patience.
(22:19:12) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: is confused, and relieved, that Jude doesn't seem to want to explore the fact that they're alone in the lab together. ::
(22:19:41) CaptHarper: Vance> I would have to have believed in it in the first place to be a traitor to it, but I never did. Anyway, they're sending you home, so go get in line. :: exits and calls for the guard ::
(22:20:01) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: pops her head up :: CTO: Has your injury from this been fully healed?
(22:20:45) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::sighs, making herself get back to that endless report she was writing::
(22:20:51) CaptHarper: :: stands and walks over to tactical, then smirks, pointing at the display :: TAC2: It is just posturing. :: points :: They are not even armed, or powered up.
(22:21:12) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: SCI: Sickbay took very good care of me. It's still quite sore, but that's as muscles keep rebuilding. And I am on light duty - that spear is currently my limit when it comes to lifting. ::
(22:21:35) CaptHarper: Prisoner> :: taken to the rest of his people by the guard, mercifully unaware of what he just went through, at least for now ::
(22:23:04) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: also finds some time to sit down and work on her report, keeping the system updated on the numbers of injured at people trickle out of sick bay and back to stations all over the ship ::
(22:24:41) CaptHarper: Vance> :: heads back to his temporary quarters ::
(22:25:22) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: mumbles to herself, as she very slowly increases the intensity of the scan, as so not to rek anything ::
(22:25:44) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: checks in on Vance as his presence nags at her, but unfortunately doesn't have the means to have caught him doing anything untoward, and sees he is merely pathing to his quarters, as he should be ::
(22:25:53) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: We're going to run out of prisoners soon, Captain.
(22:26:37) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: blushes slightly in embarrassment at the correction, nodding and looking back at the screen ::
(22:26:51) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::thinking maybe she'll program her next holodeck program as a cruise.. People used to take cruises, back a few centuries ago, right? Those were supposed to be fun, with conga lines and bad entertainment.. and exotic destinations, like Alaska ::
(22:27:12) CaptHarper: :: nods to Lexy, then taps her commbadge :: *CTO* Harper to Wolfe.
(22:27:22) SCI_LtJG_Jude: CTO: I think I am getting some stuff.
(22:28:21) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: leans in over the spear, his head closer than he'd normally allow to hers. Absentmindedly, he taps his comm badge :: *CO* Yes, Captain?
(22:28:41) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::naaah. that's a terrible idea, too many people and everyone always ends up with stomach flu. Right. Report. Where was I::
(22:28:45) CaptHarper: *CTO* Time is growing short, Colonel. Have you made any progress in your delivery?
(22:29:26) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: *CO* Lieutenant Jude was just about to tell me something interesting she's found. We're almost done scanning, and I can have it to the cargo bay within a couple minutes.
(22:29:31) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: listens intently on Harper's conversation with Wolfe ::
(22:31:35) CaptHarper: *CTO* Understood, Colonel. See to it that it is no longer than a couple of minutes. The Xovul are getting, how do you say? Froggy?
(22:31:52) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: stifles a snicker behind her hand ::
(22:32:31) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: isn't even sure that was supposed to be ::
(22:32:33) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: without any humor :: *CO* I don't believe that's the word you're looking for, but I get the point. :: looks up and nods at Jude, suddenly realizing just how close he is. ::
(22:33:48) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: cocks her head, attempting to grasp the adjective ::
(22:33:56) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: sighs, slowing slightly as she gets to the part of her report outlining all the surgeries she did during the battle. She wonders how her dad is doing... ::
(22:34:30) CaptHarper: *CTO* :: sighs :: Probably. Hop to it then, either way. Harper out. :: misses her own pun ::
(22:34:51) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: totally thinks the pun was intended :: CO: Good one.
(22:35:04) CaptHarper: CSO: What was?
(22:35:05) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: slowly turns her head, only just noticing Wolfe, turns her eyes back towards the console, awkwardly clearing her throat, and turning her head back :: CTO: I. Err. This is about as in-depth as I can get without blowing something up.
(22:35:17) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: Your... your pun?
(22:35:43) CaptHarper: CSO: I made a pun? :: shrugs as she moves back toward the center seat ::
(22:36:11) CaptHarper: Prisoner> :: calmly waiting his turn to transport, too calmly ::
(22:36:16) TAC2_1LT_Grey: CO: You made a pun about the Xovul getting froggy, but do you mean jumpy?
(22:36:25) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: blinks ::
(22:36:39) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: tries for a moment to explain, but then gives up when Grey totally misses it as well ::
(22:36:49) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: is now standing fully upright :: SCI: Unofficially, I would not be that upset, but on the other hand it could trigger a war. I'd better shove off and get it to the cargo bay and to the last prisoner, then. May I? :: gestures to the spear ::
(22:37:04) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: so far none of the departing prisoners has attempted anything, but she is continually on her guard in case one of them gets an idea ::
(22:37:36) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: un-hutches herself, audibly cracking her back in the process :: CTO: Right. Of course.
(22:37:42) CaptHarper: :: shakes her head :: TAC2: No, I could swear I got that one right.
(22:38:44) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: SCI: Thank you, Lieutenant. :: takes the spear, heads out the door and books it ::
(22:41:01) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: smiles at Kate. It's the simple things ::
(22:41:02) CaptHarper: Vance> :: accesses the computer and pulls up information on the new Starfleet Intelligence Agency, his new employer ::
(22:41:06) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: slow-walking the last wave ::
(22:41:31) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: squeaks out loud to herself, once Wolfe is gone :: You're. Welcome.
(22:41:56) CaptHarper: :: wonders why the hell English idioms are so hard when she has no trouble with any other language she tries ::
(22:44:05) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: arrives at the Cargo Bay and walks in. He finds the last Xovul in line and works to approach him from not directly behind so as not to totally startle him. :: Seemingly-Random Xovul: You there. When it's your turn to transport, you'll take this device and give it to your leader. Is that clear?
(22:44:37) CaptHarper: Prisoner> :: turns to Wolfe, then looks at the spear and calmly answers :: CTO: I am not worthy to hold that.
(22:46:01) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: blinks once, and that is all the reaction he gives. :: Prisoner: Your leader told us to send it with one of our prisoners. You are one. You will take it.
(22:46:02) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::report 23: Patient arrived in sickbay with his head stuck in a bloodwine barrel.. had to be removed via laser cutter. currently being treated for alcohol poisoning::
(22:47:33) CaptHarper: Prisoner> :: looks from Wolfe to the spear again, then back at Wolfe, taking a bit too long to process :: CTO: If it is the Ykavosh's order for me to bear it, I will obey.
(22:48:23) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: Prisoner: Don't let it go to your head. It wasn't you personally. :: somewhat flippantly sticks it out for the prisoner to take. ::
(22:49:00) CaptHarper: Prisoner> :: takes the spear, but just passively holds it as he turns back to the line ::
(22:50:08) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: since security is part of his job, stays in the Cargo Bay to supervise the last of the Xovul leaving. ::
(22:53:36) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: keeps her attention on her screen, watching for any signs of a true oncoming attack ::
(22:53:44) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: stands at parade rest, somewhat relaxed, not thinking too much about the pain in his gut. He keeps his eyes on the spear that had been inside his gut just hours previously. ::
(22:53:45) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: I hope Major Wolfe has made the handoff, because I'm about to transport the last of the prisoners.
(22:54:14) MED_LtJG_Acacia: :: sets aside her report to do another round, checking charts and talking to patients ::
(22:54:16) CaptHarper: CSO: Hold a moment. :: taps her commbadge :: *CTO* Harper to Wolfe.
(22:54:31) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: *CO* Go ahead, Captain.
(22:54:48) CaptHarper: *CTO* Is the weapon in Xovul hands once more?
(22:56:14) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: *CO* Indeed. The last prisoner, who has just stepped onto the transporter pad, has it now.
(22:56:32) CaptHarper: *CTO* Thank you, Colonel. :: nods to Lexy ::
(22:57:01) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: transports the last of the captives ::
(22:57:15) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::report 24: Backwards foot due to cargobay accident involving a drag race between forklifts and failed gravity plating... ::
(22:59:01) CaptHarper: CSO: Signal the Xovul when the transfer is complete.
(22:59:19) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: turns and leaves the cargo bay and makes his way back to TAC1 on the Bridge. ::
(22:59:34) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: Aye, Captain. :: sends along the signal after energizing is complete ::
(22:59:53) CaptHarper: ACTION> The Xovul ship acknowledges receipt of the prisoners, then turns and goes to warp.
(23:00:07) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: sighs, glad that went well ::
(23:00:17) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: satisfied with the lack of trouble, heads for the armory to stow the rifle she'd borrowed for the purpose of deterring potential trouble ::
(23:00:20) CaptHarper: :: lets out a deep breath, good riddance ::
(23:00:30) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: is relieved that they are gone ::
(23:00:53) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: sighs in relief that another attack did not happen ::
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