Eye of the Storm

[Captain Shran]

STUF TLar: Attention!
Marshal Collins: ::AA::
cyldegreathouse: ::AA::
cindyleemckenzie: ::AA::
Shran113: For the record state your name, rank, and position
Inid Kiara1: ::AA::
Shran113: CO>Captain Shran
STUF TLar: [XO] Cmdr T'Lar
Marshal Collins: CSCI>Lieutenant JG Marshal Collins
cyldegreathouse: MCO>MCapt Clyde Greathouse
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>LtCmdr Cindy Mckenzie
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > Ensign Aidan McKenzie ::AA::
Shran113: Well thank you all for coming to our first 10:30 session. I know it is a bit of an awkward time, but we will make it work. I also apologize that I have not posted a briefing, it has been a long week, but here is the briefing
Shran113: We have been ordered into the Badlands near the Cardassian border. We are searching for a fugitive by the Name of Car Almass. He is a scientist that escaped Federation custody a few days ago aboard Deep Space Nine.
Shran113: He is wanted on unlawful genetic experiments, he claims to be the heir to the Ugenicists of the late 20th century. His last know whereabouts put him as fleeing from DS9 into the badlands.
AidanMcKenzie UF: ::mutters:: oh boy ::AA::
Shran113: As we begin the sim we have just departed Deep Space Nine. Any questions?
cyldegreathouse: nope
cindyleemckenzie: nope]
STUF TLar: No, sir.
AidanMcKenzie UF: No, sir
ST NPC01: No, sir
Marshal Collins: No, sir
Inid Kiara1: No sir
Shran113: =====START SIM=====
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>::in sickbay going over reports::
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::at his station, checking current readings and sensors::
Shran113: CO>::He is sitting in his captain's chair aboard the bridge of the Aryes.::HELM>Major, once we clear the traffic around the station set course for the Badlands, Warp Factor 6. Engage when you are ready.
STUF TLar: [XO] ::She is on the bridge.::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::on the Marine deck breifing his men::
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::Marshal is at the ops station, monitoring the usual systems, and watching the action on the bridge.::
Shran113: CO>XO>Commander, see if Mr. Greathouse can join us on the bridge, I will be needing his input.
Inid Kiara1: Helm> CO> Yes sir
STUF TLar: [XO] [CO] Yes, sir.
Inid Kiara1: Helm> ::fingers fly across the console as she sets in the new heading::
STUF TLar: [XO] ::She taps on her combadge.:: [MCO] MCapt Greathouse, you are needed on the bridge.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>+T+XO>On my way Ma'am ::heads to the bridge::
Shran113: ACTION>The Aryes bids a final farewell to Deep Space Nine as it clears the merchant and starfleet traffic around the station.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::a few minutes latter he enters the Bridge and walks up to the Captain:: CO>You needed me Sir
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::He watches the sensors.::HELM>We have cleared the traffic, Major.
Inid Kiara1: Helm> CO> Clearing shipping lanes preparing to go to Warp 6.
Shran113: CO>::He nods.::HELM>Engage.
Inid Kiara1: Helm> CO> Yes sir ::engages warp drive and the star field blurs as they move forward::
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::watches Deep Space 9 dsappear from view::
Shran113: CO>::He watches as the star turn to streaks in the viewscreen.::MCO>Yes, Captain. We will need extraction teams, and I want you to be here for the planning of this operation.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CO>I have the best extraction team their is
Shran113: CO>::He nods.::HELM>Major, you were in the Bajoran Resistance. How much do you know of the Badlands?
Inid Kiara1: Helm>CO> Sir I was in the resistance only for the last 2 months of the war I was in a POW camp and born on the way there.
Inid Kiara1: Helm>CO> I was never in the badlands
Marshal Collins: CSCI>HELM>That makes two of us.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > Helm, CSci > I'll third that motion
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CO>Theirs one planet in the badlands Sensors will not work to much magnitie interferrence
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CO>good news is they will not see us, bad news we wont see them
Marshal Collins: CSCI>CO>I can work on modfying the sensors.
Shran113: CO>CSCI>Good... TAC>Ensign, when we go in, I want the ship brought to yellow alert... keep your eyes on our shields. I am expecting them to be taxed more than usual. I want them at a nominal strength.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::he nods at the captain:: CO > Yes, Captain. I'll keep them as high as I can for as long as i can
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CO>Do we know were the target his housed
Shran113: CO>MCO>That is why i am hoping Lieutenant Collins can modify the sensors.
Shran113: CO>MCO>Dr. Almass has a 24 hour head start on us.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CO>He may need to modify the transportes as well
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::he sees another key on his control board light up and he tapped it:: CO > Um, Captain. We got a distress signal coming from the badlands.. it's a bit garbled and I'm trying to ungarble it
Shran113: CO>::He looks over to the ensign.::TAC>On screen...
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::he nods, and transfers the distress signal to the main viewscreen.. aslo trying to cleam up the garbled-ness::
ST NPC01: ALMASS>+T+ARYES>This is... Doct... Cal Almass... I am in trouble. Is anyone receiving? ::The doctor has long white hair, and is trying frantically to punch in a command on the console infront of him.::
STUF TLar: [XO] ::She looks at the Captain.:: [CO] It could be a trap, sir.
Marshal Collins: CSCI>MCO>Well, that was easy...
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CSCI>To easy maybe
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::blinks:: self > Santa Claus? nah, couldn't be..
Shran113: CO>XO>Possibly...+T+ALMASS>This Captain Shran of the USS Aryes. We are receiving you, Doctor. What is your emergency?
ST NPC01: ALMASS>+T+CO>I am glad enough to see, even a Fedration ship. I am being pulled toward a plasma storm. My engines can't fight the strain. I need assistance.
Shran113: CO>HELM>Lock onto the signal and reset our heading... +T+ALMASS>We will be with you shortly.
STUF TLar: [XO] [CO] I highly recommend caution, sir.
ST NPC01: ALMASS>+T+CO>Hurry you, Blue-Skinned Dunce... I dont have much longer... this plasma storm is unlike anyh I have ever seen before... it reads normal, but its not...
Shran113: CO>TAC>Cut the transmission.
Inid Kiara1: Helm>CO> Yes sir ::she makes the necessary adjustments locking in and resetting the course:: CO> have it sir
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CO>If we can beam over and get him
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CO>should be easy, if its not a trap
Inid Kiara1: Helm>CO> ETA is 2 minutes
Shran113: CO>::After the transmission is cut.::XO>I agree, caution is our best course... CSCI>Can you read anything on sensors about the location of the ship?
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::He looks up from his work.::CO>I'm not done modifing the sensors yet... I can't get much on any location in the badlands.
Shran113: CO>HELM>Thank you... MCO>I dont know if i want to risk sending over men into a possible danergous situation... our tractor beam may be our first option
Shran113: CO>MCO>But your men will get their chance.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CO>Understood
Shran113: ACTION>The Aryes enters the badlands and rapidly approaches the coordinates of Dr. Cal Almass' distress transmission. The scene is as he described. His small scout ship is fighting hard against the unusually intese gravimetric pull of one of the seemingly normal plasma storm spouts.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::looks at the Screen::
Marshal Collins: CSCI>CO>I managed to get partial sensors... I'm using the sensor array to send out pulses, and depending on what bounces back i can get an almost clear reading... Its like an old Sonar system.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::cuts the transmission as instructed::
Shran113: CO>CSCI>Good... HELM>Drop us out of warp well before the plasma spout. I dont want any surprises.
Inid Kiara1: Helm>CO> Yes sir.
Shran113: CO>TAC>Ensign lock a tractor beam on Dr. Almass's ship, once we are within range.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > CO > Aye sir. tractor beam, it is. Shall I raise shields too?
Inid Kiara1: Helm> :: brings the ship out of warp into impulse:: Sir> We have dropped from Warp and entered into impulse
Shran113: CO>TAC>Yes, yellow alert
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::taps a fe keys, bringing the ship to yellow alert, raising shields and preparing the tractor beam::
STUF TLar: [XO] ::She walks over to one of the consoles.::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::Marines hear the Yello Alert and go into standby mode::
Shran113: ACTION>Almost as soon as the Aryes drops out of Warp, the ship rocks violently, and starts careening toward the plasma spout.
STUF TLar: [XO] ::She holds onto a railing.::
Shran113: CO>::he has to fight to stay in his chair.::ALL>Report.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::nearly gets knocked off his feet as the ship started bucking:: TNIP > whoa there..
Inid Kiara1: helm> ::begins to fight to keep control of the ship:: CO> attempting to stabilize the ship sir
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::he grabs his console.::CO>Sensors are going crazy... There is no way this should be happening... its just a plasma spout... they are all over the badlands... its gravimetric pull shouldn't be this strong this far out...
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::Grabs the XO Seat::CSCI> that's strong
Shran113: CO>HELM>Revers engines, full impulse
Inid Kiara1: Helm>CO> Yes sir ::she begins to reverse engines and remains at full impulse::
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>::Feels the ship rock::
Shran113: ACTION>The engines and sheilds quickly feel the strain of the tug-of-war that is happening with the ship as it tries to pull out of the sink-hole. One the screen, the ship of Dr. Cal Almass, loses its battle, and as if a preview of their own, they watcha s the small ship lunges into the heart of the plasma storm and disappears.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::looks like we lost the good doctor ::he shouts over the din of the noise, he is also diverting as mych power as he can to the shields to keep them up::
Marshal Collins: CSCI>CO>The engines, aren't happy... ::his hands are a blur over his console.:: The strain is steadily building... I say we have 15 minutes before we lose impluse power.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::watches the Drs ship be pulled in::
Shran113: CO>ALL>I need options
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > CO > gettting the hell out of here, would be my idea
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CO>Maybe fireing a tacyon burst into might help
Marshal Collins: CSCI>CO>A tachyon pulse travels faster than the speed of light. By definition it can't travel slower... it might worth a shot.
Shran113: CO>CSCI>make it happen.
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::he makes a few quick modifcations.::CO>Done.
Shran113: CO>CSCI>Do it...
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::he presses the button and releases the tachyon pulse.::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>ALL> Look at the bright side if it fells we wont feel a thing
Shran113: ACTION>The Tachyon particles of the pulse expand outward at the speed of light. They are not noticably altered by the pull of the plasma spouts gravity. As the buble expands into the spout it penetrates. the particles that impact the spout disappear, but the rest keep expanding... Nothing alters the ship's course.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::he glances up at Clyde:: MCO > Sorry, I dont feel like dying again. I like living
Marshal Collins: CSCI>ALL>Nadda...
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > CO > How bout we use a couple of torpedos to try and disrupt that thing?
Shran113: ACTION>The engines begin to lose their battle aginst the strain, and the Aryes slides steadily toward the center of the plasma storm.
Inid Kiara1: Helm> ::curses in Bajoran:: Ceng> I need more power in the engines
Shran113: CO>TAC>It would take more than the amount of torpedeos we are carrying to disrupt something of that size... it would be like throwing a flame into a wind tunnel.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CO> what if we eject the extra warp core
Marshal Collins: CSCI>MCO>Plasma ignites. We are close enough as it is. Even if we disrupt it, we would probably be incinerated.
Shran113: ACTION>The ship shakes violently and goes dead. The USS Aryes completes here downward spiral into the plasma spout and disappears into blackness...
Shran113: =====PAUSE SIM=====

[Captain Shran]

STUF TLar: Attention!
Marshal Collins: ::AA::
AidanMcKenzie UF: ::AA::
cyldegreathouse: ::AA::
cindyleemckenzie: ::AA::
Inid Kiara1 has entered the room.
Shran113: For the record state your name, rank, and position
Shran113: CO>Captain Shran
Marshal Collins: CSCI>Lieutenant JG Collins
cyldegreathouse: MCO>Mcpt Clyde Greathouse
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > Ensign Aidan McKenzie
Inid Kiara1: helm> Major Inid Kiara
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>Cindy Mckenzie
Shran113: Hello all, and welcome back
Shran113: I know we are all excited to see where this little mess of ours will end up
STUF TLar: [XO] Cmdr T'Lar
Shran113: So as we pick up we have currently been sucked into the plasma spout
Shran113: We have lost power and we will pick up from there
Shran113: any questions?
Marshal Collins: No, sir
cyldegreathouse: no sir
Inid Kiara1: no
cyldegreathouse: no sir
AidanMcKenzie UF: ::RH::
Shran113: Yes, Ensign
AidanMcKenzie UF: are we unconscious?
Inid Kiara1: I am
Shran113: yes we are
Shran113: a rough ride but I expect light causualties
Shran113: minor injuries
AidanMcKenzie UF: ok, thanks
Shran113: =====RESUME SIM=====
Shran113: ACTION>Blackness... Then the red emergency lights slowly flicker on around the bridge. The bridge is still intact, but power has been reduced across all systems to only a little over 20%
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::Unconsious on the bridge::
Shran113: CO>::Shran looks around as light starts to return to the bridge. There seems to be no more movement like the ship has stopped.:: ALL>Report.
Inid Kiara1: Helm> ::has to manually handle the ship if you think this easy think no power steering 100X's
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::he wakes up slowly, feeling like his head is pounding and is sore all over:: TNIP > ANyone get the license of that semi...
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::Rubs his head and checks with his marines::CO>Marines are fine a few bruises and scrapes
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::He shakes the feeling away from his head, coming out of it with the sound of the captain's voice.::CO>We have a systemwide power drain. Main power is down to 21.4%, and reserves aren't much better.
Inid Kiara1: Helm>CO> Keeping the ship on course sir
Inid Kiara1: Helm> ::thinks no kidding tell me about it::
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>::Slowly comes around in sickbay::
Shran113: CO>::he puts a hand on the marine's shoulder as he stands up.::TAC>Ensign, get the viewscreen back I want to see where we are.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::he managed to crawl to his feet:: CO > Tactical systems... down to 20%, shields and weapons offline,.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > CO > Yes sir.. I'll see what I can do.. ::taps a few buttons, hoping he is getting the screen on;:
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>::rubs her stomach:: everyone ok? ::the nurse all report::
Shran113: ACTION>As the viewscreen springs to life space around them literaly looks like it is on fire. There are no stars just an intense plasma fire across the distant sky. Readings are normal for their current position. No direct threat, no radiation. And to their starboard is a small desolate planetoid.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>All>Did we just go through a blackhole
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::he looks at the screen, and blinks, thinking he's seeing things:: TNIP > space looks like... it's on fire?
Shran113: CO>HELM>Major, what's our position.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::Looks at the view screen::
Inid Kiara1: Helm> CO> Your guess is as good as mine. senors down and there are no know landmarks Sir to my knowledge we are in uncharted space
Shran113: CO>CSCI>Is there any indication of radiation? danger?
Marshal Collins: CSCI>CO>No, sir... I'm not reading anything... ::He keeps checking his sensors.::
Shran113: CO>TAC>Ensign, stand down yellow alert. ALL>Power down all nonesential systems... We don't know where are and I want to conserve power.
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::he begins powering down nonessential systems shipwide, then he notices something.:: CO>Captain, that planetoid... I think I found Dr. Almass's ship... Its crashed landed in the northern hemisphere.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::he tapped a couple keys, the yellow alert status is cancelled and he begins powering down anything he's not using::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CSCI>looks like its a dead planet
Marshal Collins: CSCI>MCO>I'm reading a atmoshphere... barely... but it should be enough for us to get by on... I wouldn't want to lvie there.
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>::they start treating the injured::
Shran113: CO>CSCI>Thank you Lieutenant... HELM>set course for that planet, Half impulse. put us in a geo-synchrinos orbit over the crash site... MCO>We are going to need that extraction team.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::hearing Inid say we're in uncharted space, he comments:: TNIP > we've gone where no one has gone before..
Inid Kiara1: Helm> CO> Yes sir
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CO>Yes Sir <+T+Ace> Perpear the exstration team
Inid Kiara1: Helm> ::sets in new course goes to half impulus and put them in a stationary orbit.:: CO> Sir we are in orbit
cyldegreathouse: ACE>+T+MCO>Yes Sir
Shran113: CO>::he takes his seat.:: NOIP>I suppose the Dr.'s ship did not weather the storm as well as ours did.
cyldegreathouse: ACE>+T+MCO>Team ready Sir
Shran113: ACTION>In several moments the Aryes is positioned above the planet.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CO>Team is ready I would also like CSCI and CNS with me
Shran113: CO>MCO>I need Collins here. We will need him to figure out how to get us out of here... Take Major Inid. She will be mor than helpful i am sure.
Shran113: and Commander, McKenzie can go as well
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CO>Yes Sir Major your with me
Marshal Collins: CSCI>CO>I will get on it right away sir, but I will need to power up some systems...
cyldegreathouse: MCO+T+CNS>Meet us at Transporter room1 bring a med kit
Inid Kiara1: Helm> ::gets up and follows him::
Shran113: CO>CSCI>Only as needed and power them down as you are finished... Like you humans say turn the room off when you leave the lights...
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::heads to transporter room 1::
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::lifts his head when his wife is mentioned. He looked to Greathouse like make sure nothing happens to her::
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>+T+MCO>On my way sir ::heads to TR1::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::Looks back at Tac:: Tac>She be safe as a bug in a rug
Marshal Collins: CSCI>CO>Uhh... close enough... Understood sir. ::he walks off the bridge and heads to the science labs.::
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::he chuckles hearing the captain:: CO > Sir, that's turn the lights off when you leave the room ::he then nods at Clyde:: MCO > Make sure she stays that way
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::Nods as he steeps on the TL with the Major:: Deck 3
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>::Arrives at TR1::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::steeps off the TL and enters TR1::ALL>Ok gear up
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::he arrives at the labs and begins powering up consoles to search through the sensor logs as they entered the plasma spout.::
Inid Kiara1: Helm> ::with MCO and gets ready::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>+T+CSCI>Is the planet safe or do we need EVA suites
Marshal Collins: CSCI>+T+MCO>It's safe... the atmosphere might feel a little thin, but think of it like climbing the Rockies.
cyldegreathouse: MCO+T+CSCI>Thank you
cyldegreathouse: MCO>ALL>OK team lets go ::steeps on the Padd::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>Doc.>you may be need, Major recover the ships data, my team will take readings
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>Yes Sir
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::awaits for the AT to signal they're ready::
Inid Kiara1: helm>Mco Yes sir
cyldegreathouse: MCO>+T+Bridge>Were redy
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > CO > Captain, Away team is ready for transport
Shran113: CO>TAC>Energize when ready
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > CO > aye sir.. Energizing ::he tells the AT as well, as he taps a key, transporting them. He would keep a lock on them as best he can::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::Appears on the planet and starts scanning::
Shran113: ACTION>The team materializes on the planet's surface. The wind is swirling and the dust is kicking up. it is surprisingly cold, but not life threatening. The crashed ship is beside them
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>::Shivers enters the ship and scans the Doc::
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::eh switches off the sensors and then jumps to the gravitational readings.::
Shran113: ACTION>Not only does the ship seem crashed, but it looks scavenged, and the Doctor himself is no where in sight.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>ALL>The ship looks scavenged
cindyleemckenzie: @cns>Helm>do you see the Dr?
cyldegreathouse: @mco>::His men scan the ship::
Inid Kiara1: @helm> Cns> Not yet still lookign
Shran113: SCANRESULT>All working systems, consoles, weapons, and power supplies have been removed... literally ripped from their berthings in a hurry. There is still some power remaining, but not much as it is from damaged systems slowly draining and dying.
cindyleemckenzie: @cns>Helm>He's not here
Inid Kiara1: Helm> ::moves to her left and finds the Doc:: CNS> I have him over here
cyldegreathouse: @mco>+T+TAC>THE ships been scavaged
Inid Kiara1: @helm> CNS > Never mind its not him I cant find anything to gove any clues where he is
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>MCO>He's Gone hes no were on this ship
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > CO > Away team reports the the doctor's ship has been scavenged
cyldegreathouse: MCO>+T+TAC>More good news hes not in the ship
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::adds:: CO > and no sign of the good doctor
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::Scan for life signs::
Shran113: CO>TAC>Tell them to collect what they can and retunr back here.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > CO > Yes, Captain ::to Clyde:: =T= MCO > Ayres to Away Team, collect what you can and return home, over
Shran113: ACTION>The life scans go crazy but too late... Suddenly several people wrapped in long almost mossy burlap looking cloaks seems to appear from the mist of the swirling dust and sand.
ST NPC01: LEADER>Halt ::he raises his sling weapon.:: Who are you?
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>Helm> I don't like this the systems have been taken out
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > self > Yipes! :: turns to the Captain:: CO> Sir, detecting several more life forms and they've surrounded the Away team!
Inid Kiara1: Helm> CNS I think that one may know what happened
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::Looks around::Leder>I am Macpt Cylde Greathouse USS Areys
Shran113: CO>TAC>Keep a lock on them. If they get into trouble try and pull them out.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > CO > will do, Captain ::he keeps an eye on the lock on the away team, especially Cindy's::
ST NPC01: LEADER>::Only his eyes are visbile under his heavily wrapped hood.::MCO>You are unfamilar to us. Where did you come from?
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::POints up to the sky::Leader>From space
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>::looks::Helm> while theirs ppl living here
ST NPC01: ::Murmurring breaks out among the cloaked figures. several of them lower their weapons, but not at what Greathouse has said. They are pointing at Major Inid.:: LEADER>HELM>I am Commander Dynn Rhisto of the Tristaar Resistance Cell... ::he unwraps his face to reveal that he is Bajoran.:: Who are you?
Inid Kiara1: @helm>CNS> would seem that way.
ST NPC01: DYNN>::He pushes past Greathouse to appraoch Inid.::HELM>It has been so long since we have seen one of our own kind... We have many questions... But please for now... your name?
Inid Kiara1: Helm> Dynn> Inid Kiara
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::Looks at him::
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>Bajorans
ST NPC01: DYNN>::Smiles. His earing flapping in the wind.::MCO>We came to investigate the crash site. To see what we could use. We don't get many visitors. It appears we were beaten here by the others.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>DYNN>theirs other people on this planet
ST NPC01: DYNN>::He spits the words as if they are posion.::MCO>Cardassians...
Shran113: =====PAUSE SIM=====

[Captain Shran]

STUF TLar: Attention!
Marshal Collins: ::AA::
cyldegreathouse: ::AA::
Inid Kiara1: ::AA::
cindyleemckenzie: ::AA::
Shran113: For the record state your name, rank, and position
Shran113: CO>Captain Shran
STUF TLar: [XO] Cmdr TLar
cyldegreathouse: MCO>MCapt Clyde Greathouse
Marshal Collins: CSCI>Lieutenant JG Marshal Collins
Inid Kiara1: Helm> Major Inid Kiara
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>LtCMdr Cindy Mckenize
Shran113: So here we are again. Previously on Aryes: The away team consiting of Captain Greathouse, Major Inid, Commander McKenzie, and several marines were taken by surprise by a group of Bajorans. Dr. Almass' ship has been stripped and he himself is missing, according to Bajoran commander, Dynn Rhisto it is the work of Cardassians.
Shran113: Are there any questions?
Marshal Collins: No, sir
cyldegreathouse: none
Inid Kiara1: no
cindyleemckenzie: no sir
Shran113: Mr. Collins how do you think you are doing on our prediciment?
Marshal Collins: Working on it sir... I'm hoping to have a solution.... hopefully...
Shran113: I'm sure you will think of something
Shran113: =====RESUME SIM=====
Shran113: CO>::he continues to monitor the situation on the ground from his command chair on the Aryes.::
cyldegreathouse: @mco>::on the planet::
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::He goes over the gravimetric data for the fourth time, hoping he has missed something.::
cindyleemckenzie: @cns>::On the planet::
Inid Kiara1: Helm> ::planetside looking over the terran::
STUF TLar: [XO] ::She's on the bridge, checking out readings at one of the consoles.::
ST NPC01: DYNN>::He looks out at the terrain.::ALL>The night winds will soon be here. It is best if you come back with us to our home.
cyldegreathouse: @mco>ALL> OK lets follow them, the winds is something we need to avoid
Inid Kiara1: @helm> ::begins to follow the taking rear position
cindyleemckenzie: @cns>::follows them::
ST NPC01: DYNN>::He wraps his face again in his mossy cloak, and directs his band to head back the way they came.::MCO>Yes, according to my father, the wind claimed many a life when my people first arrived here. It is a force to rival the prophets.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>DYNN> they can be deadly on barren land
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>DYNN> will we get their before the winds come
ST NPC01: DYNN>CNS>Yes, we will make it. There is no actual day or night rotation to Amoran... that is what we have named this planet... it is heated from internal geo-thermic vents, and we judge our days based upon the 20 hour cycle on the winds.
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>DYNN> intersting
cyldegreathouse: MCO>+T+Bridge> were following them to their camp
ST NPC01: DYNN>CNS>Yes, it is fortunate too. It keeps our conflicts with the Cardassians to a minimum. Neither side will risk a prolonged battle in case we are caught in the night cycle.
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>DYNN> I can understand how that would help
ST NPC01: DYNN>::He walks on, leading them into a gully.::MCO>You... You are Starfleet? Yes?
cyldegreathouse: MCO>DYNN> Yes
ST NPC01: DYNN>MCO>My father and the other founders often told stories of the Federation. They usually spoke of it with admiration. I recognized the symbol on your chests. I saw pictures once from our historical records before the last of our power ran out when i was a small child.
Shran113: CO>+T+MCO>Captain, I want a full report, once you have time.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>+T+CO>Yes SIr
cyldegreathouse: MCO>DYNN> how long have you been hear
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>MCO>Sir we hafe to get them off this planet all of them
ST NPC01: DYNN>MCO>Years, are hard to keep track of in this place... But we have been here a very long time. I was born on this planet as were most of my people now. Only the oldest amongst us remebers the stars.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>DYNN>Before the Domion War
ST NPC01: DYNN>MCO>What is the Dominion?... Ahh...::He points ahead of them as they start down a large path.:: ALL>We are here. Welcome to our home.
Shran113: ACTION>The away team turns down into a shielded canyon. The winds seem less harsh in its embrace. in the center near teh furthest rock wall is a series of small dwellings looking like they have been cobbled together from old starship parts. The town is enclosed in a thick curved topped retaining wall.
ST NPC01: DYNN>::He leads them into town and waves off the looks of the sentries as they approach. The whole time he has been talking with Greathouse he has been casting a few glances to the silent and reserved Major.::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::looks around:YNN>It was war the Federation, Klingons, and Romulans in the last years
cyldegreathouse: MCO>DYNN>against the Dominion, Cardassians, Jemhard and Breen
Inid Kiara1: Helm> ::continues to follow them
ST NPC01: DYNN>::The gates open up for them.::MCO> I know nothing of this war... But there will be time to talk later. ::They are greeted by many women, men, children, elderly, all Bajoran.:: For now we will make you comfortable. Get you soem food and quarters.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::Nods:: DYNN> we will talk latter their is much to tell you and these Caradssians
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>::looks around at the people::MCO> theirs 3 generations here
ST NPC01: DYNN>::he speaks aside to one of the lower ranking members of his party.:: ALL>Vidran will show you a place where you can get more comfortable.... HELM>Major... I was hoping I could escort you personally
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::he finishes up working on the padd, and heads toward the bridge.::
Inid Kiara1: Helm> Dynn> If you want to
cyldegreathouse: MCO>Helm> don't go to far
Inid Kiara1: Helm> MCO> I won't
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>Whats to eat I'm hungry
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::NOds to Helm::
Shran113: ACTION>Vidran, escorts them to very small hut like structures made of dried dirt and metal hull fragments. Inside is a small bed and a wash pan filled with inky brown water.
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>On my I'm turning into Clyde ::she giggles::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CNS> Funny
ST NPC01: DYNN>::he lead the Major away from her group.::HELM>I was hoping to get a word with ouy in private. Your friends are certainly a welcome change, but your opinion, your words are what i wish to hear.
Inid Kiara1: Helm>Dynn> On what?
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>::Looks at the water:: Nasty looking
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CNS>I drank worse
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CNS>but I think its to wash up with
ST NPC01: DYNN>HELM>On what? On everything... Your friend, the captain spoke of some war, but i care not for the wars of the Federation. My goal is the same as my father's, the same as our people. We fight, even now, for the liberation of Bajor and its people from the occupation of those... Cardassians.
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>MCO>why dosn't that supprise me
ST NPC01: DYNN>HELM>Please tell me of our home?
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::he walks onto the bridge.::CO>Sir.
Shran113: CO>CSCI>Lieutenant, what have you found out?
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::laughs::CNS>I'm sure the water we drink is better
Inid Kiara1: Helm> Dynn> They have left Bajor and we're free rebuilding from the damage of the war and what they did
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>MCO> I hope so
ST NPC01: DYNN>HELM>Free? Bajor is free? Did this just happen? Did we finally win our independence. Did we kill every last Cardassian whole soiled Bajor with his or her presence?
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CNS>You Ok
Marshal Collins: CSCI>CO>Not much sir. Basically we were pulled into the plasma storm by gravimetric forces. We are currently in what i can only describe as the eye of the storm. Except unlike other storms the forces are not flowing out, but inward... its like a slow blackhole... i believe that is how the planet formed... over hundreds of years of debris and rock.
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>MCO> Yes I'm fine ::She smiles::
Shran113: CO>CSCI>Does that mean we cannot leave?
Inid Kiara1: Helm> Dynn> There are many CardASSians left, and they have been defeated not seen as they were. They brought on themselves
Marshal Collins: CSCI>CO>I'm still trying to work that part out, but we will need power... so i better think of something soon or we wont even have that.
cyldegreathouse: MCO+T+CO> They been hear for at least three generations ::trans mitts his report:: they no nothing of Bajor now
cyldegreathouse: MCO+T+CO> Theirs Cardassians down here as well
Shran113: CO>+T+MCO>Who has been here, Captain? I want a full report? What is going on planetside. Our sensors are on reserve power.... Cardassians? What are you talking about?
cyldegreathouse: MCO>+T+CO> Theirs Bajorings and Cardassins down here their fight each other
Inid Kiara1: Helm> Dynn> When they allied with the Dominon forces.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>+T+CO> I will ask who has been here when they return he is talking to Ind
Inid Kiara1: Helm> Dynn> I dont know much about it i was a prisioner fo the CardASSians. Born on one of thier ships and spent most of my life in a labor camp
ST NPC01: DYNN>HELM>As was my father, before h started the Tristaar Resitance Cell... he died many years ago... At least i can take solace that Bajor is free. Now all i need to do is kill every last Cardassian on Amoran, and our people can live in peace... Ahh::He leads her to a hutt not unlike the others. he sweeps aside the curtan to reveal an alter.::HELM>Would you pray with me.
Shran113: CO>+T+MCO>Lieutenant Collins believe he has figured out the nature of our current entrapment... Any data they have on what they attempted when they first arrived would be appreciated. We can offer them all safe passage. As well as the Cardassians, if we can get out of here.
Inid Kiara1: Helm> Dynn> Of course
cyldegreathouse: MCO+T+CO>I will find out
Inid Kiara1: Helm> ::enters and waits for him::
ST NPC01: DYNN>::He kneels before the statue and begins his silent prayer to the Prophets, oh so far away.::
Inid Kiara1: Helm> ::kneels and prays silently
Shran113: CO>+T+MCO>And what of Dr. Almass, Captain? have you found him.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>+T+CO>No sir I think the Cardassians got bhim
cyldegreathouse: MCO>+T+HELM> Pleas returne I have info from the ship
Shran113: CO>+T+MCO>Well we will need to make contact with these Cardassians sooner or later. See if the Bajorans can help you arrange an envoy with their camp. We will need to talk to their leaders if we want their cooperation.
ST NPC01: DYNN>::He stands from his prayer when he hears her comm go off and the voice of Greathouse.::HELM>Are humans always so rude.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>+T+CO> I will go see them my self
cyldegreathouse: MCO>+T+Helm> Excuse Me I have no idea what your doing
Shran113: CO>CSCI>What are our odds on this one, Mr. Collins?
Inid Kiara1: Helm> MCO> I was praying
cyldegreathouse: MCO+T+HELM> Then forgive me for interupting it
Inid Kiara1: Helm> MCO> Understood
Marshal Collins: CSCI>CO>I have some simulations to run, sir... but with each passing hour those numbers go down. i will be in the lab. ::He salutes and walks off the bridge.::
ST NPC01: DYNN>HELM>Why are you with them? Why do you wear their uniform? If Bajor is free than why not be there. ::he takes her hands and helps her up from her kneeling position. When she is standing he does not let her hands go, but he looks into her eyes.::
Shran113: CO>::he merely nods at his chief science officer.::
Inid Kiara1: Helm> Dynn> There are on the same ship that I am. I hope someday to find as many Bajorians as I can and bring them to Bajor. I feel out of place on Bajor so I joined Star Fleet
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>MCO>She is talking with her people, the frist she has seen in awhile
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CNS>I know but we may get them home, Cardassians as well
ST NPC01: DYNN>::He keeps her hands in his though he can feel her slight resitance to them.:: HELM>I have thought of Bajor so often, I many times have wondered if i would belong. I have never seen it. I was born here on Amoran... Perhaps you will fit in well here with us... Amoran means 'Banished' or 'Lost' in our language... Maybe among the lost you will not feel out of place... ::He smiled at her.::
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>Sir they may not want to leave, this is home
Inid Kiara1: Helm> Dynn> I need to walk a different path, to find those of us who are still lost out there. They scattered us and now its time for us to go home. But we cant if no one can find us
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CNS> I know and the Captain will not force them
ST NPC01: DYNN>HELM>It is a wonderful dream, but it is only a dream, as is my dream of Bajor. No one escapes Amoran. My father and the founders tried... I am afraid your people are now Amoran as well... For this I am truly sorry. ::He had a sad look on his eyes. and he dropped her hands from his and headed out of the shrine.::HELM>Come, dinner must be ready.
Shran113: =====PAUSE SIM=====

[Captain Shran]

STUF TLar: Attention!
Marshal Collins: ::AA::
AidanMcKenzie1: ::AA::
cindyleemckenzie: ::AA::
cyldegreathouse: ::AA::
Shran113: For the record state your name, rank, and position
Shran113: CO>Captain Shran
STUF TLar: [XO] Cmdr T'Lar
Marshal Collins: CSCI>Lieutenant JG Marshal Collins
cyldegreathouse: MCO>MCapt Clyde Greathouse
AidanMcKenzie1: Tac > Ensign Aidan McKenzie
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>LtCmndr Cindy McKenzie
Shran113: Welcome back everyone
Shran113: As we start off tonight the away team is just sitting down to dinner with the Bajorans planetside.
Shran113: Are there any particular questions?
cindyleemckenzie: none
Marshal Collins: No, sir
cyldegreathouse: none
Shran113: Captain greathouse do you ercall my last orders to you?
cyldegreathouse: to talk with Cardassians
AidanMcKenzie1: ::RH::
Shran113: Yes, ensign
AidanMcKenzie1: sorry Captain, as I was not here last night, can I get a recap of what happened?
AidanMcKenzie1: last week, I mean
Shran113: The away team is planetside talking with the Bajoran team, Lieutenant Collins is in a lab trying to think of a way to get out us out of what appears to be a gravimetric hurricane. As for now you are ont he bridge with me.
Shran113: All of this is in the posted log from last week
AidanMcKenzie1: ::recalls what happened:: Aye, Captain
inidkiara1 has been invited.
Shran113: =====RESUME SIM=====
Inid Kiara1 has entered the room.
ST NPC01: DYNN>::The Bajoran bows his head to his guests and takes his seat at the table.::ALL>Welcome all and may the prophet bless this meal.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::Sets down::
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>::Sits down and bows her head::
AidanMcKenzie1: Tac > ::standing on the bridge with the captain, standing closer to Tactical::
Inid Kiara1: Helm> :sits down bowing her head::
STUF TLar: [XO] ::She is on the bridge at one of the consoles.::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::looks at the food::
ST NPC01: DYNN>::He holds up his bowl. It is full of a soupy substance that tastes both bland and a bit fuzzy. He finishes his silent prayer.:: ALL>Please enjoy the food. it is all we can offer
cyldegreathouse: MCO>Thank you ::starts eatting::
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>::Takes a bite, it wasn't bad::
Inid Kiara1: Helm> ::raises her head and lifts her bowl as he did for a moment then putting it on the table she takes a taste::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>DYNN>I need to taken to the Cardassians
Inid Kiara1: Helm> ::looks to Dynn:: Dynn> thank you its good
ST NPC01: DYNN>::Observing the reluctance of his guests he merely nods and east his own food.::MCO>You will meet them soon enough. Come morning battle will be joined. I am sure they will be eager to use the advnatage they have stolen from the crashed shuttle.
ST NPC01: DYNN>HELM>I am so glad you like it. There is no wildlife or foliage on this planet. Our only substance comes from a mossy like growth we discover in the caves. it is also what we use to make our clothing as well.
ST NPC01: DYNN>HELM>It is all I have ever known, but I hear it takes a while for others to develop a taste for. You all will learn to like it over time.
Inid Kiara1: Helm> DYNN> You keep speaking as if I intend to stay.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>DYNN>I like it ::eats the rest:: Helm> see if the ship can beam down a meal
ST NPC01: DYNN>HELM>I am afraid you will have no choice. ALL>There is no escaping Amoran. You ship is now trapped here as our ancestors ship was. As the Cardassian's ancestor's ship was. You will all be staying I am afraid.
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>DYNN> Our tecknowlage is more advance now
Inid Kiara1: Helm> DYNN> You realize we will attempt and find a way to leave and of course take any of you who wish to leave.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>DYNN> And we will take the Cardassians as well
ST NPC01: DYNN>::he sighs.::HELM>I am aware, and I felt it was rude to engage in this conversation too soon, but we have breeched the topic. ALL>I was hoping to persuade you not to try and escape. You will only waste precious power and possible damage your ship further, and you will not succeed.
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>::Listens::
ST NPC01: DYNN>MCO>The cardassians are our enemies. If you can land your ship here in my encampment. We can strip of it of its useful parts and finally have the advantage we need to not only defeat the cardassians, but maybe eek out a better existence on this planet.
ST NPC01: DYNN>ALL>Your ship is still entact, still in orbit. Think of everything we could do with your power and equipment. Maybe we could even have fresh water again.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>DYNN>Things have changed between the Bajors and Cardassians, and we will not disable our ship we will get out of here
ST NPC01: DYNN>MCO>Yes I know things have changed. I have talked to Kiara. The Bajorans have driven the cardassians over Bajor and now stand triumphant on oru home planet. We will follow their example and do the same on Amoran.
Inid Kiara1: Helm> DYNN> If what you said is true how will get them to leave this place?
ST NPC01: DYNN>HELM>They will leave this place when they join whatever gods they believe in.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>DYNN> They have the avange, we will not supply you so it be you driven off this planet
Strsfly7 has entered the room.
Inid Kiara1: Helm> DYNN> So your not talking about driving hem from this place your talking about using our weapons to destory them
ST NPC01: DYNN>HELM>It is the only way. I wish it were not so, but it is. MCO>And I understand your conviction now, but once you make your ill fated escape attempt and you realize your fate. I do hope you will reconsider.
Shran113: CO>+T+VS>Ensign Mank, can you please join me on the bridge.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>DYNN>What makes you think we wont drive both you off this planet and take it
Inid Kiara1: Helm> DYNN> I can not and will not support this or your actions.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>DYNN> neither of you could stop us
Strsfly7: VS>TCo> i will be right up he heads up to meet the captain.
ST NPC01: DYNN>MCO>If that is the case then the legends I have heard of the Federation were sorely a lie.
ST NPC01: DYNN>HELM>I am sorry, but they will enver stop so we must never stop. That is the way of this place.
Inid Kiara1: Helm> DYNN> It is that way because it is what you and they want.
Strsfly7: Vs> he walks onto the bridge and heads to where the captain is .:::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>DYNN> We will get a cese fire then work on get everyone out of here
Inid Kiara1: Helm> DYNN> Wars are fought when two are willing to kill each other one believing they are defending and the other believeing they must attack. Perhaps its time to think a new way
Shran113: CO>::He looks up at the versatile specialist as he walks onto the dimmly lit bridge.::VS>Ah, Ensign. As you know we are conserving as much power as we can, running only curcial systems. I was hoping you could work with Ensign McKenzie to see if you can minimize our power output even more without loosing too much more systems.
Strsfly7: Vs>CO yes sir i will give her a hand see what we can do and not use all the power.
ST NPC01: DYNN>MCO>HELM>Then I will challenge you to try and forge this peace, though I caution you not to get your hopes. their hatred of us runs too deep... and perhaps our hatred of them does as well. Nice words will not be able to change that so easily.
Shran113: CO>VS>::he motions to the tactical officer.::No, Ensign McKenzie, not Commander McKenzie. Sorry to disappoint.
Shran113: CO>TAC>Ensign, would you assist the VS please.
AidanMcKenzie1: Tac > ::raises his hand:: VS > I'm Ensign McKenzie.. not the babe over there ::indicating Commander TLar
Inid Kiara1: Helm> DYNN> I am not a diplomat I am a Marine, this is not my home, it is your home. You need to do the diplomacy only you know what is needed on this world and between you both
AidanMcKenzie1: Tac > CO > Yes, sir. I would be happy too.. especially if it can get us out of here
Shran113: CO>TAC>For now I would be greatful if you could buy us a and Lieutenant Collins a few more hours of power.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>DYNN> You will try, or we leave both you here to kill each other off when we leave
STUF TLar: [XO] ::She looks up and perks an eyebrow.::
AidanMcKenzie1: Tac > ::Shuts down all Tactixal systems:: CO > I dont think we'll be needing the weapons and shields anytime soon
Shran113: CO>::He nods.::
AidanMcKenzie1: Tac > ::smiles at TLar:: XO > Greetings Commander
ST NPC01: DYNN>MCO>I will strike a bargin. My men will escort you to the Cardassian camp in the morning, but in exchange. I get to keep Major Inid as my guest. I will show her around the camp and so she can get to know my people and convince us of this plan, while you do the same for the cardassians
Strsfly7: Vs>Tac we should be able to cut powers to other departments with out hurting others
AidanMcKenzie1: Tac > VS, CO > I would suggest shutting down all systems byt life support.. that would conserve alot of power.. oh, and not the transporters
cyldegreathouse: MCO>DYNN> Inid being your guess is up to her, try and force it I'll rip your arms off with my hands
Shran113: CO>TAC>Or manuvering thrusters, i would prefer to stay in orbit... Make it so and see what more power you can squeeze from any system remaining online.... and talk with Collins he is using several lab station to anaylze our current situation.
ST NPC01: DYNN>MCO>Of course. I never meant to imply anything more. No one is a hostage here... except for maybe my people. ::he chuckles a little good naturedly.::
Strsfly7: Vs>Tac I agree we need the transporters in case something comes out.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>DYNN>And Cindy will be staying as well I will meet them by my slef
AidanMcKenzie1: Tac > ::nods:: CO > Ok, yeah.. we could use thrusters too ::he walks around the bridge and starts shutting sytems down, saving Internal comms. he taps his badge:: CSCI > Hey Collins.. have you come up with anything yet?
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>MCO>What you mean you'll go alone
Marshal Collins: CSCI>+T+TAC>I found out that if you count up on your hands from 1 to 10 and then backwards from 10 to 1, no one finger will ever be the same number as it was on the previous rotation.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CNS> Its an order you will stay here
ST NPC01: DYNN>MCO>I agree. You very well could be shot on sight.
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>MCO>I don't like it, but as you order Sir
Strsfly7: Vs>Tac Atleast we are not having trouble with life surrport yet .
AidanMcKenzie1: Tac > ::he thinks about that for a moment:: =T= CSCI > i guess that's true but I meant with the power loss and how to get out of this place
AidanMcKenzie1: Tac > VS > let's hope we dont. or we're in trouble
Marshal Collins: CSCI>+T+TAC>Oh... Yeah... no...
AidanMcKenzie1: Tac > =T= CSCI > bummer.. I guess you dont need me to tell you to keep tryin'
Marshal Collins: CSCI>+T+TAC>No, but thanks for the pep talk.
cyldegreathouse: MCO+T+CO>I will be meeting with the Cardassians in the day
ST NPC01: DYNN>::He stands.:: Than it is settled. You will sleep here for the night and in the morning I will have my men show you the way to the Cardassian camp.
Strsfly7: Vs> he looks at the contols looks like things are ok they do need some luck.
ST NPC01: DYNN>ALL>I will have my men show you to your rooms.
AidanMcKenzie1: Tac > =T= CSCI > anytime, man ::grins::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::Nods::
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>DYNN> OK
Shran113: ACTION>The half easten food is taken away and the team is show to their rooms. Greathouse reports in as he is left alone in his small room. The women are sharing a room.
Shran113: CO>+T+MCO>that is unfortunate that it cannot be sooner. Our power is getting low, but for now that is the best we can hope for. We will worry about amking it hold. You just worry about getting back the Doctor and getting these people to coem with us.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>+T+CO> Its too danger at night they don't even fight at night
cyldegreathouse: MCO>+T+CO>I will be going alone
Shran113: CO>+T+MCO>Any particular reason? The counslor is trained for this sort of negotiation.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>+T+CO> they are war they may fire on site, shes not trained in combat once I get their OK I'll bring her over
Inid Kiara1: Helm> ::she is shown to the room where they will share it.::
AidanMcKenzie1: Tac > ::he cuts in:: =T= MCO > Clyde, I may be an Ensign but I want you to ptotect Cindy from any and all harm..
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>::enters the room::Helm>Clyde eats anything ::She laughs::
Shran113: CO>TAC>Ensign, retunr to your assingment... +T+MCO>In the morning I will spare additional personnel to go over with you... Sleep tight, Captain... Aryes out.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>+TCO>Yes Sir
AidanMcKenzie1: Tac > ::looks at the Captain:: CO > yes, sir ::reutrns to what he was doing, grumbling a little::
Shran113: CO>TAC>And i understand the concern for your wife, ensign, but if you really want to help her you will find a way to keep us powered until morning so the Captain can get his chance to negotiate this peace.
Inid Kiara1: Helm> CNS> The dinner was simple but not bad. If you had to eat what I did in the labor camp you would understand why it didnt seem bad to me
Strsfly7: Vs>Tac i think we almost got it it will be temp but it will be ok.
AidanMcKenzie1: Tac > ::stops grumbling:: CO > I'll do my best, Captain. If I have to power the main systems myself, I will do it
Shran113: =====PAUSE SIM=====

[Captain Shran]

STUF TLar: Attention!
AidanMcKenzie UF: ::AA::
Marshal Collins: ::AA::
cindyleemckenzie: ::AA::
cyldegreathouse: ::AA::
Robert Devoroh: ::AA::
Shran113: For the record state your name, rank, and position
Shran113: CO>Captain Shran
Marshal Collins: CSCI>Lieutenant JG Marshal Collins
STUF TLar: [XO] Cmdr T'Lar
Robert Devoroh: [CMO] Dr. Robert Devoroh
cyldegreathouse: MCO>MCapt Clyde Greathouse
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>LtCmdr Cindly Mckenzie
Shran113: Okay well welcome back everyone, and especially welcome back to our long lost doctor.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > Ensign Aidan McKenzie
Robert Devoroh: -waves- thanks
Shran113: For now I want to concentrate on Greathouse's mission since we are short one Bajoran. We will pick up with the morning after.
cyldegreathouse: K
Shran113: A shutle has just landed in the Bajoran compound. Inside are Ensign McKenzie and Dr. Devoroh. They are too accompany you to the Cardassian camp.
Shran113: McKenzie is for extra security and the Doctor is there to attend to any wounds that Car Almass might have suffered at his captors hands.
Shran113: I am still no the ship relaying communications. Are there any questions
cyldegreathouse: none
cindyleemckenzie: none
Robert Devoroh: none at this time
Shran113: And Lieutenant Collins, I will want to see you soon.
Marshal Collins: No questions.... yes, sir.
Shran113: =====RESUME SIM=====
Shran113: ACTION>The night winds have died down and the Aryes shuttle settles down in the open courtyard of the Bajoran compound. Bajorans of all ages come to watch it land. Fascinated by technology most of them have never seen with their own eyes.
Shran113: As the door opens out steps Dr. Devoroh and Ensign McKenzie.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::Steps out behind Doctor Devoroh, phaser in hand::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::Looks out from his building and smiles when he sees the Doc and Tac::
STUF TLar: [XO] ::She's on the bridge at one of the consoles. Checking out the data.::
Robert Devoroh: CMO> ::as the door opens he grabs his cane making his way out of the shuttle, his medical bag in his other hand as he looks around::
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::He is in his lab working on theri problem still.::NOIP>If m1>0 is the negative mass of the first point mass, then what about the second?
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>::sees the shuttle land and gets dressed::
ST NPC01: DYNN>::He walks out from his tent.::ALL>Hello all and welcome to our home. I am Commander Dynn Rhisto of the Tristaar Resistance Cell
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::walks over to the Doc and Aidan::
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::glances at Clyde as he walked over::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>TAC>Cindy is fine she's in anothe cabian
Robert Devoroh: CMO> ::looks between Aiden and Clyde, then at Dynn:: Dynn> Hello commander, I'm Doctor Devoroh
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::nods at Clyde::
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>::Walks over::
ST NPC01: DYNN>::He motions to a cloaked and hooded Bajoran.::MCO>This is Stevin. he will be your guide to the Cardassian encampment. he will only take you there. he is instructed to not follow you in. He values his life.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>DYNN>Understood
ST NPC01: DYNN>::He makes a motion that is unclear to the group.::MCO>Good luck. ::he nods to Stevin and moves off to find Major Inid.::
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>ALL>Safe jurney
Robert Devoroh: CMO> ::good luck? hearing that made his alittle nervous but would follow the group anyways as we walked with a slight 'wobble' with his cane=-
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::follows Clyde and the doc, with a glance back at Cindy as he walks away::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::watches Dynn then follows::
ST NPC01: STEVIN>::He does not speak but nods to Greathouse.::
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>::blows him a kiss::
Shran113: CO>+T+CSCI>Lieutenant, Your time is running thine. Report to the birdge and give me an update.
Marshal Collins: CSCI>+T+CO>Aye, sir. ::he grabs his padd and head off to the bridge.::
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::smiles as the blown kiss is felivered then blows one back real quick, before following Clyde and th Doc::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::Watches how they go::
ST NPC01: STEVIN>MCO>I will lead you to the camp, but I warn you that you should not take our blood enemy lightly. ::he starts off in the morning breeze.
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::he reaches the bridge and walks up to the captain.::CO>Reporting as ordered, sir.
Shran113: CO>CSCI>Have you found a solution to the problem, Lieutenant?
cyldegreathouse: MCO>STEVIN>I will not, but they should not under estimate me either
Marshal Collins: CSCI>CO>I have a theory sir. The reason we are currently stuck in the eye is aomewhat akin to what you would feel if you were in the center of a hollow palnet. It would be curshing to get to, but once you were there the gravity would either pull you apart or keep you weightless in the center. I believe that is our current prediciment.
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>::sitting in her cabain trying to relaxe::
Robert Devoroh: CMO>Stevin> do you know if any of the cardassians have anyone sick or injured? ::figured they could use medicine as a method of diplomacy::
ST NPC01: STEVIN::He walks on pulling his mossy cloak tighter around him against the blasting sand winds of the early morning.::CMO>If it were up to me, I would hope they were all dead.
Shran113: CO>CSCI>How does that gets us closer to a solution to get us out.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>STEVIN>yes but its not up to you
Marshal Collins: CSCI>CO>I have been toying with creating a field of anti-mass.
Shran113: CO>CSCI>Explain.
Robert Devoroh: CMO>Stevin> I understand that, however, as you know as a doctor its my job to treat those who are sick or injured even if I dislike them myself
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CMO> Nice to see walking Doc
Marshal Collins: CSCI>CO>You see Anti-Mass produces Anti-Gravity. If We cna produce anti-gravity on one side of the ship then the opposing forces on the other side will have nothing to oppose and we will float toward that side of the eye. Once there I am bettring we can use the anti-grav shield, our momentum, and our engines to blast the rest of the way past the barrier. We just need to keep the anti0grav shield angled toward one side as we exit.
Robert Devoroh: CMO>MCO> no kidding, I was so sick of that wheelchair ::he laughed but only slightly=- and, somewhat walking, I still need to use a cane for now
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CMO> Well if you get tired let me know I'll carry you
Shran113: CO>CSCI>Problems?
Marshal Collins: CSCI>CO>We may not have enough energy to rig up the anti-grav field, and sustaining it for that long could be a problem. We need to try it soon if we have any chance at succeeding.
Robert Devoroh: CMO>MCO> Thanks? I'm sure I'll be fine besides how would it look if the doctor was being carried by a marine? I'd never hear the end of it
Shran113: CO>CSCI>You worry about getting the shield ready. i will worry about power.... Dismissed
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::Laughs::CMO>better me than Tac npow that you never hear the end
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::He salutes and turns from the captian to start channeling the grav plating system through the deflector array.::
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > CMO, MCO > Guys, I'm right here.. I can hear you
Shran113: CO>+T+MCO>Captain Greathouse, you said the Cardassians stripped Dr. Almass' ship of supplies and systems, correct?
cyldegreathouse: MCO+T+CO>yes sir
cyldegreathouse: MCO>Tac> don't be so stuffy
Shran113: CO>+T+MCO>It is imperative that you recover any power cells or anything that we can use to boost the Aryes' dying power generation. Collins, thinks we may not have enough as it is... Do you understand?
cyldegreathouse: MCO+T+CO>Yes sir
Shran113: CO>+T+MCO>Good. Ayres out.
ST NPC01: STEVIN>::He point ahead.::ALL>There is the enemy camp. I will go no further. ::He almost fades into the environment around him.
Shran113: ACTION>Ahead is a camp built into a craigy mountside. The buildings and sturcutres that are visible clearly have a very cardassian style as if buuilt from a Galor class ship.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>ALL>Lets go ::heads to the camp
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::follows Clyde and the Doc::
Robert Devoroh: CMO>MCO> exciting ::he of course followed as he remained aware of his surroundings::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::walks up to the Camp and calls out hello in Cardassian::
Shran113: ACTION>As the group steps closer a long thin rock crag punctures the sand beside them. It is a projectile and standing in front of them is two Cardassians in very old very beaten cardassian armor.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::looks at it them then::
ST NPC01: CARD>::He is holding a crossbow-type weapon.::MCO>The next one will go through your neck. Who are you?
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::raises his phaser in a defensive posture:: Cardassians > you know, you can give a man a heart attacking doing that?
cyldegreathouse: MCO>TAC>weapons away CARD>I am Mcapt Clyde Greathouse USS Areyes
ST NPC01: CARD2>::he looks at the other.::CARD1>They do not look bajoran.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CARD> You have a person and equipment to us we are Federation
ST NPC01: CARD1>CARD2.This could be another trick. The rebels have always been tricky.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::lowers his phaser:: Card2 > very observant, pal. i'm human
Robert Devoroh: CMO> ::he watched the projectile fly past them, after almost losing his life before he really didn't care about the crossbow and just looked at the cardassians as a smile swept across his face=-
cyldegreathouse: MCO>Card>Take us to your leader
ST NPC01: CARD1>::He motions at McKenzie with his crossbow.::MCO>Not so long as you are armed.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::he had pu his phaser back in his holster that is on his hip::
AidanMcKenzie UF: put
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::removes his weapons::CARD> Now I'm unarmed now take me
ST NPC01: CARD2>::He wlaks up and takes the phaser and waits for the Doctor and McKenzie to do the same.::
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::reluctantly takes phaser and holster off and offers it::
Robert Devoroh: CMO> ::uhhh.. what weapon?::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CARD>Hes a Doc he don't carry weapons
Robert Devoroh: CMO> Unless of course you want my cane
ST NPC01: CARD1>::After the guards have been satisfied they are led into the compound and to the largest of the junk buildings. The interior closely resembled the bridge of a Galor warship.::
ST NPC01: CARD1>::he hands the weapons over to the very aged Cardassian sitting in what would have been the captain's chair. He says a few whispered words before saluting and walking out with his partner.::
Shran113: ACTION>The Old Cardassian takes one of the phasers an examines it before laughing.
ST NPC01: GUL>MCO>I am Gul Darmad, and Federation technology has come a long way since last i saw one of these weapons... What are you up to now? Type VIII, Type IX? ::he laughs.::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>GUL>IX you have been hear to long, my ship can take you home if you wish
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::not impressed with the laughing hyena. He merely observes::
Robert Devoroh: CMO>Gul> Gul Darmand, I'm Doctor Devoroh, if there is anyone sick or injured here on your camp I'd be more then happy to render medical aid
ST NPC01: GUL>::he laughs again.::MCO>It has been too long since I have dealt with Starfleet. I fought your people you know, on Setlik III... Do they still talk about our victory there?... Your optomism never ceases to amaze me. You are fools to think you will escape. We tried and look at us now.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>GUL> Yes they still talk about it, yech has improved sense you cam ::tells him of the last war::
ST NPC01: GUL>CMO>I am too old to play games of subltey, Doctor. If you want to know where are human prisoner is, just ask. And yes he could use some medical attention, but all in due time... You knwo most of my people here have never seen a human. I am one of the last of the originals.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::laughs::Gul> I deffently not one like me
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::speaks up:: Gul > my first time seeing a cardassian, so we're even
cyldegreathouse: MCO>GUL>We can and will take you home, along with the Bajorns
Robert Devoroh: CMO> ::faught a cardassian... Won... But he wont mention that::
ST NPC01: GUL>MCO>I don;t know what you have been babbling about before now, but as for the Bajorans even if we do leave they do not. My orders as Gul of this ship was to make sure that Triskaar and his crew never return to Bajor again. I have followed those orders for decades, and i wont stop now.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>GUL>your people no longer occupie Bajor and are at peace with them
ST NPC01: GUL>MCO>Forgive me captain. Its not that i dont doubt your word, but to this old Cardassian's ears that sounds rather unlikely.
Shran113: =====PAUSE SIM=====

[Captain Shran]

STUF TLar: Attention!
Strsfly7: ::AA::
Marshal Collins: ::AA::
cyldegreathouse: ::AA::
AidanMcKenzie UF: ::AA::
cindyleemckenzie: ::AA::
Robert Devoroh: ::AA::
Shran113: For the record state your name, rank, and position
Shran113: CO>Captain Shran
STUF TLar: [XO] Cmdr T'Lar
Robert Devoroh: CMO>Dr. Robert Devoroh M.D.
Marshal Collins: CSCI>Lieutenant JG Marshal Collins
cyldegreathouse: MCO>MCapt Clyde Greathouse
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>LtCmdr Cindy Mckenize
Strsfly7: Vs>ensign Fank manks
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > Ensign Aidan McKenzie
Shran113: We pick up where we left off... Ensign Mank, You will be assisting Lieutenant Collins in modfying the Deflector array... Everyone else should remember where they are.
Shran113: Any questions?
cyldegreathouse: none
cindyleemckenzie: nope
Strsfly7: Nope
Marshal Collins: No, sir
Robert Devoroh: nope
Shran113: =====RESUME SIM=====
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::is where he left off from last week::
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>::Eating in her hut::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>stnads in front og the cardassians::
ST NPC01: GUL>MCO>Perhaps we can some to an agreement. When your people settle on this planet I assure you the Cardassian camp can offer much more than those Bajorans can.
Robert Devoroh: CMO> ::Still trying to figure out what he can do in term of medicine at this point in time, so he'll just wait and observe::
Marshal Collins: CSCI>VS>Ensign, i need your help
cyldegreathouse: MCO>GUL> you are hard of hearing you will return our ewuipment we will take you home
Strsfly7: Vs>Csci Ok what can i do to help you out .
Marshal Collins: CSCI>VS>I need you to realign the gravometic data of the array to match up with these parameters. ::he hads him a padd.:: I took them from our own deck plating using it as a basis for projecting anti-matter particles.
ST NPC01: GUL>MCO>Alas, I believe you live in a fool's dream... what is it your Shakespeare said... A brave new world? Well welcome to it, and I need you to understand that.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>GUL>Things have changed sense you landed her
Strsfly7: Vs>Csci ok i will work on it now . he takes the pad and he starts to realign the data
cyldegreathouse: MCO>GUL> We will get off this planet and take you oif you like
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::Collins goes back to his own calculations.::
ST NPC01: GUL>MCO>But I have not changed, Captain. You see I am very old now, and I may be stuck in my current ways, but I have accepted that... Just as for now i hope you will accept my invitation as guests... for the time being. ::he gestures to his guards.::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>GUL> You should at least let us try
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > GUL > Nothing will get solved if we do nothing. we can't just sit on our duffs and stay here
ST NPC01: GUL>TAC>Perhaps... MCO>I may even elt you try, after this is all done. It might be fun to watch the failure of the mighty Federation, but for now I will need you to stay here... It will only be till after we have destroyed the Bajoran base camp, thanks in nio small part to the technology we recovered from Dr. Almass' crashed ship. Please thank him for us when you see him.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::grabs the GUL::GUL>how about we destory you
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > MCO > Hey, clyde.. control yourself.. we got all these cardassians around
Robert Devoroh: CMO> ::watches Clyde with a grin thinking 'here we go again somethings never change'
Robert Devoroh: ::*
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > MCO > Plus he's old
cyldegreathouse: MCO>GUL>Our ship can leveal this base
Shran113: ACTION>Greathouse goes down in a heap. The stun blast came from one of their own phasers, still held by Gul Darmad. Several more Cardassians step forward with their crudier crossbow weapons and gesture them to step outside, and carry the now stunned marine.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > MCO > Not with us on it, i hope
Strsfly7: Vs>Csci I think im all set here how about you
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::blinks as Clyde went down like a sack of potatoes:: MCO > told ya..
ST NPC01: GUL>TAC>CMO>I almost forgot how much i enjoyed energy weapons... Again I promise this is only temporary. We will soon become great friends.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::Gets stund::
Robert Devoroh: CMO> ::would help carry greathouse out but unfortunently having a cane limits what he can carry:: some how, I'm not surprised that happened
Shran113: ACTION>The guards lead the men to a small structure completely enclosed by rocks and bulkheads, guarded by 4 cardassians with crossbows. They place the men inside and slide the rock slab that is the entrance back in place.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::Groans as he slowly opens his eyes::
STUF TLar: [XO] ::She looks over some data.:: [CO] Scans are picking up phaser fire, sir.
ST NPC01: ALMASS>::He straightens as they walk in, and puts his hand behind his back.::ALL>I would offer you some coffee, but as you can see my resources are a little lacking these days.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::gets escorted to a small structure surrounded and enclosed by rocks and walls. He looks around:: TNIP > now what?
Shran113: CO>XO>There is nothing we can do about it. We need to conserve power. I am sure the away team can handle themselves or they would have called for help. For now, we can't even risk an emergency beam out.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>TAC>call the ship ::he says in a low voice::
STUF TLar: [XO] [CO] Yes, sir.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::turns his head slighting hearing Clyde. He nods and taps his badge, whispering:: Aryes > Ensign Mckenzie to Aryes, come in please?
ST NPC01: ALMASS>::His leg seems broken and poorly splinted. he glares at the Starfleet officers.::ALL>Isn't this ironic. We are all prisoners now.
STUF TLar: [XO] [TAC] Aryes here.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > =T= XO > we've just got into a bit of a pickle down here..
Robert Devoroh: CMO> ::looks at the other prisoners and walked to him... Clearly injured but he grabs his medical tricorder to examine the extent of his injuries:: Almass>it is alittle ironic
Strsfly7: Vs>Csci i think its all ready how is the calculation doing i think its done over here .
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > =T= XO > in other words, we're the new guests of the cardassians. for how long, I've no idea
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::He finally loks from hsi console.::VS>Sorry I was distracted... Excellent... ::He takes back the padd.:: I need you to start allocating as much power to the deflector array as you can. Take it from where you can, but spare engines and life support, for obvious reasons.
ST NPC01: ALMASS>CMO>The ironic part is that these cardassians now have my equipment. They are using them to start a war. My reseacrh was meant to prevent war.
Robert Devoroh: CMO>Almass> is there anything that can be done to disable the weapon? ::Tac> Let the ayres know we found Almass
Shran113: ACTION>The aryes sensors registers a surge in energy signatures. Weapons fire about 4 klicks west of Greathouse's team's position. The opening salvos of a battle.
STUF TLar: [XO] [CO] It has been reported that they are in some slight trouble, sir. Just do not know for how long... yet.
Strsfly7: Vs>Csci Its ok its good that we are fixing the prob . He starts to take poweraway from the systems to the deflector array.
STUF TLar: [XO] [Tac] Understood.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::he looks at Doc and nods:: XO > Also, we found Almass.. alive
STUF TLar: [XO] [CO] Understood. Will relay that to the Captain. ::She looks over at the Captain.:: [CO] They have found Almass, sir.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > =T= XO > Thanks, Commander
ST NPC01: ALMASS>CMO>If they can be, only I could do it. they are genetic recombination weapons. I doubt the cardassians now what they are doing beyond "point-and-click"
STUF TLar: [XO] [CO] Also, the scans are picking up a surge of energy signatures. They are about four klicks west of Greathouse's team's position.
Shran113: CO>+T+TAC>Ensign, what actions are you requesting in regards to your situation?
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > =T= CO > um... to get us out of here?
Shran113: CO>+T+TAC>If we beam you out, we no longer have enough power to get the Aryes free of this area of space. I request that you find another solution. In a few hours once we have passed the threshold of our limited power, and you have not founda solution we will use the last of what we have to beam you out and then land ourselves, but for now... It is imperative that you fidn your own way out. Is that understood?
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::he nods, listening to the captain:: CO > yes, sir. Understood
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::rubs his chest::
ST NPC01: ALMASS>TAC>I couldn't help but overhear we have the same problem, ensign... perhaps I can be of some help.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::looks at the DOC::CMO>You think I have learent by now
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::he turns toward Almass:: Almass > I'd welcome any help you can give, I'm sure we all would
Robert Devoroh: CMO> ::he starts doing what he can for Almass's leg:: MCO> HA! You learn... Thats a good joke, kind of like saying military and intelligence in the same sentance
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::laughs::Almass>whats your idea
ST NPC01: ALMASS>TAC>I managed to break out of a Federation Detention Facility... A couple rocks and metal isn't rellay that large of a problem. I could help you for a price.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::ponders a bit:: Almass > what kind of price?
ST NPC01: ALMASS>TAC>What do you think I want, child?
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > A;mass > I imagine you want what we want.. to get out of here
Strsfly7: VS>Csci I think its all done but when we get to a starbase they can repair it there better .
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::He swings over to another console in a flurry of work.::VS>If we ever get to a starbase, that is.
ST NPC01: ALMASS>TAC>That and to be left in peace by the small minded inquisitors of the Federation.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > Almass > I don't know if I can supply that, I would have to talk to my captain and see what he says
cyldegreathouse: MCO>:::Look at the ALmass::Almass>How about I let you live
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::fires a look at Clyde:: MCO > No offense, but will you shut up... sir
ST NPC01: ALMASS>MCO>Another small mind I see... and very small from what i can tell of your uniform... Green collar? Nothing but an unthinking simple grunt... what do you know of science? fool?
Strsfly7: Vs> Csci Dont worry we will make it just will take a little more time.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>ALMASS>Not a thing but I know how to kill
Robert Devoroh: CMO>MCO> okay Clyde, thats enough... Lets try to be civil
Marshal Collins: CSCI>VS>Here's hoping. ::He punches in teh final sequence:: Done.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::hears Clyde and he throws up his hands, looking at the doc:: CMO > at this rate, we'll never get out of here
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CMO>Cindy and Indi are in that base camp
ST NPC01: ALMASS>CMO>I don't know why you let your dog speak so often. ::he looks at the marine.:: His bark is somewhat annoying and rather unitelligible.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>TAC>hail the ship
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > MCO > I did
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::wlaks around to calm down::
Robert Devoroh: CMO>Almass> your leg is better now, you should be able to walk on it. I'm sure we can arrange something if you are able to assist us
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::shakes his head:: self > marines are still stubborn, even in this time
ST NPC01: ALMASS>TAC>I will tell you what, ensign. I will help you escape, only because I fear what those cardassian oafs are doing to my equipment.
Shran113: ACTION>The sound of battle is beginning to instify beyond the makeshift walls of the prison.
ST NPC01: ALMASS>::he gestures to his leg.::TAC>And in my condition, I obviously can't retreive my equipment myselves.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::can hear the battle::
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > Almass > Sounds like a deal to me.. and I think we better get out of here soon, by the sound of it :::hears the intensifying battle::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CMO>Have something for this bruise
Robert Devoroh: CMO>MCO> a bruise? Your kidding me right? Ya, I do but comeone man... Its just a bruise... Suck it up
ST NPC01: ALMASS>::He tests his leg gingerly as he stands, his hand finally come from behinf his back empty.::CMO>Thank you, Doctor. ::he stills seems a bit shakey.::
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::contacts the Ayres again:: CO > Catain, sir. Almass is willing to help us get out of this but he wants to be left along and not be hounding by Federation security
AidanMcKenzie UF: alone*
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::opens his shirt his whole chest is bruised::
Shran113: CO>+T+TAC>We will discuss any terms of lenency after this mess is concluded. Favorable actions will be taken into consideration.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > CO > Aye Captain, I'll relay the message:: Almass > My captain says he'll consider your requests
ST NPC01: ALMASS>TAC>Excellent... ALL>Then it is time to leave.
=====PAUSE SIM=====

[Captain Shran]

STUF TLar: attention!
cyldegreathouse: ::AA::
Marshal Collins: ::AA::
cindyleemckenzie: ::AA::
Inid Kiara1: ::AA::
AidanMcKenzie UF: ::AA::
Shran113: For the record state your name, rank, and position
Shran113: CO>Captain Shran
Marshal Collins: CSCI>Lieutenant JG Marshal Collins
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > Ensign Aidan McKenzie
STUF TLar: [XO] Cmdr T'Lar
cyldegreathouse: MCO>MCapty Clyde Greathouse
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>LtCmndr Cindy McKenzie::
Inid Kiara1: helm> Major Inid Kiara
Shran113: Welcome back everyone. As a brief reminder of the past events, Commander McKenzie and Major Inid are with the Bajorans. The camp has now come under attack by Cardassians armed with a few disruptors, and other odd assortment of technological weapons.
Robert Devoroh has entered the room.
Shran113: As for our Captived, Captain Greathouse, Ensign McKenzie, adn Doctor Devoroh they are still held captive with Dr. Almass
Shran113: We pick up where we left off two weeks ago. Are there any questions?
Marshal Collins: No, sir
Robert Devoroh: nope
cyldegreathouse: no sir
Inid Kiara1: none
cindyleemckenzie: none
Shran113: Excellent
Shran113: =====RESUME SIM=====
cyldegreathouse: ::Rubs his chest::
Shran113: ACTION>(Bajoran Camp) The Cardassians assault the Bajoran compound as explosions rip through the mid morning wind. Bajorans try to gight back with their slings, but are no match for the energy weapons of the Cardassians.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > Sits down having nothing better to do in his captivity::
Inid Kiara1: Helm> ::Has her phaser, runs low to the ground taking cover and returning fire::
ST NPC01: ALMASS>ALL>I believe it is time to leave then, ::Continues the doctor.:: If there are no objections.
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>::takes Cover and pulls her paher and fires::
Robert Devoroh: CMO>Almass> I dont object at all, by all means lets get out of here
ST NPC01: DYNN>::He runs over next to Inid.::HELM>Kiara, we have no means to repel this invasion, unless... We need you to operate the shuttle... then you could once and for all do away with the Cardassian slime. They will not be able to stop you.
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>Hlem> thats their only hope
Inid Kiara1: Helm> ::nods and then running low to the ground moves to the shuttle::
ST NPC01: ALMASS>CMO>Escaping from a Federtion Penal Colony was difficult. This should be a piece of Betazed Spice Cake. ::He gestures to his shoulder.:: I have a sub-dermal Transport transponder. Assuming my ship is still in well enough shape I should be able to adjust it to transport us all out of here.
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>::followers her::
Shran113: CO>::He gets the report from the temporary operations officer of the weapons fire on the ground near the Major and the Lieutenant Commander.:: +T+HELM>CNS>Report. What is going on down there?
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>+T+CO> The Cardassians are attacking
Inid Kiara1: Helm> +T+ Co> we are under attack sir moveing to the shuttle to use that to stop the attack
Robert Devoroh: CMO>Almass> sounds good to me... Why didn't you just transport yourself out sooner?
Shran113: CO>+T+HELM>Major, I want you to try and end this attack as peacfully as possible. Don't fire unless you are fired on. I cannot have us responsible for driving a deeper wedge between these two people. Is that understood? Can you keep you feelings about the cardassians in check?
cyldegreathouse: MCO> the sooner the better
Inid Kiara1: Helm> +T+ CO> Sir, ::said between grited teeth:: Repeat sir we are under attack for no reason sir.
ST NPC01: ALMASS>CMO>It's not exactly point and click. You know how sensative these things are. I have it intergrated into my own bio-electric energy. It takes a while to adjust and find the right signal even under the best of circumstances.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > MCO, CMO, Almass > Let's move our feet instead of our mouths..
Shran113: CO>+T+HELM>Received, Major, but you are there to protect life, Bajoran and Cardassian. I know you will do your best.
Inid Kiara1: Helm> +T+ Co> As you wish.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::moves his feet::Tac> their you go
Robert Devoroh: CMO>Almass> Unfortunently I'm not very familier with transporter technology just... Medicine
AidanMcKenzie UF: Helm > ::gives a withering look to Clyde:: MCO > translation.. let's get the hell our of here
ST NPC01: ALMASS>::Finishes the last of his adjustments.::CMO>I believe this will work. ALL>Everyone get close to me now.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac ::At Almass' instruction, he moves closer to him::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::moves in close::
Robert Devoroh: CMO> -=does as instructed=-
Inid Kiara1: Helm> MCO> >Tac> and where might that be?
cindyleemckenzie: CNA>Hlem> they still think their at war
ST NPC01: ALMASS>::he double taps the implant in his shoulder, and instantly the four men feel the familiar sensation of teleportation. They appear a hundred yards away from their cell out in the open.::
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > he felt the transporter affect and looked around where he was, finding they're free and out in the open::
Shran113: ACTION>(Cardassian Camp)Greathouse, Devoroh, and McKenzie are now back outside among the harsh cold winds. In the distance they hear the yell of the guards, and the sudden thumpng of feet as the two Cardassian guards charge them from 100 yards away.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>ALL>Lets move will take them long to notice it
Marshal Collins: CSCI>+T+CO>Captain, we are running out of time, sir. We need to do this in the next 30 minutes or we will be out of power with no hope of getting out of this place.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>ALL>that was faster than I thought
Inid Kiara1: Helm> CNS> they probably do but there is nothin we can do. I am not a diplomat
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::is slammed by the cold winds, he shivers:: TNIP > Damn, that's cold..
Shran113: CO>+T+CSCI>Understood, Lieutenant. Have teams start taking power from the captain's yacht and a few shuttles. i want you to prep the rest and the runabout, for evacuation. We need those people off there as soon as possible.
Robert Devoroh: CMO>ALL> well, that was cool.. Hey Clyde -=points to the cardassians charging at them=-
cindyleemckenzie: CNS>Hlem> Me either maybe we can fire infront of them and opush them back
Marshal Collins: CSCI>+T+CO>Aye, sir. ::He heads down the nearest jefferies tube toward the docking bays, calling for technicians as he goes.::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>ALL>head to the Bajor camp
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > MCO > Right into the line of fire? If you hadn't noticed, the bad guys are attacking
Shran113: ACTION>The charging cardassian guards fire the Starfleet officers' own phaser at them as they get nearer, yelling at them to surrender.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::ducks, trying not to get blasted::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>:ucks grabs two rocks and throws them at the guards::
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > Cardi guards > No way! go to hell
ST NPC01: ALMASS>::He takes cover behind a rock cropping.::MCO>You are the grunt. Do something about them.
Inid Kiara1: @1 Helm> CNS> we need to find a way to convience them peacefully
Shran113: ACTION>(Bajoran Camp) The ground has now erupted into a full out war. The Bajoran defenses are breached and its residents have taken cover where they can find it. Trying to return fire. Dynn is engaged in a rather brutal melee with an old looking Cardassain. Both have daggers and are circling one another.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::charges the gusrda running sparatei avoiding fire::
cindyleemckenzie: @cns>Hlem>yes we do not sure how thoue
Robert Devoroh: CMO> -=sits down behind a rock and waits for the cardassians to pass him before coming up beind them with a hypospray loaded with a drug to put them to sleep=-
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::he hopes that Cindy is alright in the midst of the attack. his stomach feels like he's got a herd of iron butterflies inside::
Robert Devoroh: CMO>MCO> have I ever told you how much I dont like cardassians?
cyldegreathouse: MCO>CMO>yes you have, I like them they make good punching bags
Shran113: ACTION>(Cardassian Camp) The first guard is speared through the mid-section by the Marine Captain's charge. The second is left asleep by the doctor's attack. Their phasers fall from their hands.
Inid Kiara1: @1 Helm> ::watches over her team making sure they are safe::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::spins grabs the guard and throws him to the ground::
Robert Devoroh: CMO> -=picks up the cardassians phasor and looks for Aiden=- TAC> hey Aiden
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac ::he started forward toward the fallen guards. He heard the doc call him. He turns:: CMO > yeah?
ST NPC01: ALMASS>MCO>If you are done playing with those two we need to fidn my equipment and get out of here. I will not spend the rest of my days on this dirtball.
cindyleemckenzie: MCO>::takes the paher::ALMASS> lets go
Shran113: ACTION>(Bajoran Camp) The Bajorans are falling further and further back to the caves at the back of their encampment. The Cardassians are pushing forward with renewed vigor and the strength of their weapons.
cindyleemckenzie: @1cns>HLEM> Lets get in the air
Robert Devoroh: CMO> -=eye rolls and just holds the phasor=- TAC> nevermind -=follows the group=-
Shran113: ACTION>(Cardassian Camp) The sounds of battle are still far off, but are visible even in the high winds. It is clear which way is back toward Inid and Aidan's wife position.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>tac>take this ::hands him the pasher:: I'll bash them
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::takes the phaser then follows the rest of the group. He takes the second phaser:: MCO > As you wish
ST NPC01: ALMASS>CMO>If you get me close enough I can deactivate my weapons. i can send out a signal that will shut them down. ::He follows the group.::
Robert Devoroh: CMO>Almass> -=he nods really having no clue on where he would need to go to deactivate them but he followed the MCO figuring Clyde did=-
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > CMO > hope we don't get lost.. or caught again ::knowing Clyde is leading them::
cyldegreathouse: MCO>ALL>Stay low I'll drw their fire move in behind them the deactive those weapons
cyldegreathouse: MCO>ALL>count to 4 then move ::Quickly runs toward the Cardassians::
Shran113: ACTION>As Greathouses' team approaches the battle field the sounds of weapons fire and battle grow. Finally tehy come to the outskirts behidn the advancing Cardassian lines.
cindyleemckenzie: @1cns>Hlem> Whats that Gorilla doing
Shran113: ACTION>In the air is the Federation shuttle, surveying the battle field, and making occasional strafing runs against the Cardassian advancing front to drive them back from the retreating Bajorans.
Robert Devoroh: CMO> -=stays low and what ever cardassians he can take out he takes them out quietly by putting them to sleep or but stroking them at the base of the skull=-
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::grabs one from behind and snaps his neck::
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > Being as quiet as he could, he started picking off cardassians, ones that Clyde or Doc didn't take out first::
cindyleemckenzie: @1cns>::fires the shuttle infront of the cardssians::
Shran113: CO>+T+CSCI>Lieutenant, take the ship's runabout and whatever shuttles are left and get some crews and head toward the surface. We are out of time and need to evacuate those people now. Whether they are willing to or not.
Marshal Collins: CSCI>+T+CO>We are about ready sir. Understood.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::moves up to another hoping the weapons get deactivated soon::
ST NPC01: DYNN>::The Leader of the Bajoran people and the Leader of the Cardassian people are rilling around on the ground slicing and stabbing at one another with their daggers. Each is cut and bloddy but still going.::
Robert Devoroh: CMO>whats funny is that after this... I have to fix the people I hurt -=he sees the melee of leaders infront of him and carefully aims his phasor sniping the cardassian leader through the head=-
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::looks at the two leaders:: TNIP > They're acting like cavemen
ST NPC01: ALMASS>::he has been fiddling with a a section of soft tissue under his wrist, until finally he hears the sound he has been waiting for.::CMO>Got it.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::hits a cardassiab in the back of the head::
Shran113: ACTION>All but few of the Cardassian weapons go silent. At the same moment. Gul Darmad falls to the ground hit in the head with the Doctor's stun shot.
Shran113: ACTION>With the deactivation fo the Cardassian weapons, the Bajorans swarm forward with renewed hatred, stabbing and clashing at their now helpless enemies. Dynn, takes his own dagger and raises it above the hed of his tunned opponent ready to delieve the death blow.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::sees all but a few weapons go down:: Tac>fire on the ones whos weapons work
ST NPC01: DYNN>GUL>This is for the blood of my father who you took from me. ::He raises his dagger.::
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::those that still have weapons, he fires on:: MCO > I am
Robert Devoroh: CMO> -=runs through the battle field to Gul and stops Dynns dagger=- Dynn> put the dagger down, this is not the way
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::Grabs DYNN arm::
Robert Devoroh: CMO> -=bounds Guls arms and feet so that he can be taken as an EPW as he watches the others fight off the rest of the cardassians=-
ST NPC01: DYNN>::He is suddenly grabbed the Greathouse and Devoroh.::ALL>Let me go. He killed my father. He deserves this. All his people deserve this. Today is the day we slaughter them like the animals they are.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>TO the Bajorans> Stand down this is over you go home noe
Shran113: ACTION>The Bajorans are still cutting through the Cardassian lines. Cardassians are trying to flee but are being felled in the back by razor sharp stones.
cindyleemckenzie: @1cns>HLEM>Looks like its under control
cyldegreathouse: MCO>::grabs a bajoran and throws him back:: I said stand down
Inid Kiara1: @helm>Cns> Looks like it
Marshal Collins: CSCI>+T+MCO>HELM>Major, Captain, I am closing on your location. ::He pilots the Runabout toward where he picks up the location fo the away team.:: I have three shuttles with me. We are here for the refugees. That Captain says its now or never.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>DYNN>Stand them down or I'll kill you
Robert Devoroh: CMO>Dynn> that might be so but we have a special place for him -=watches the shuttles come in=- MCO> that might be alittle extreme
Shran113: ACTION>A runabout and three more shuttles suddenly appear overhead of the away team and begin a desent toward the now silent battlefield. The Bajorans are angry and the Cardassians have surrendered or been subdued.
STUF TLar has left the room.
cyldegreathouse: MCO>hearing his com:YNN> Stand down your going home
ST NPC01: DYNN>CMO>No place will be too worse for his crimes. ::He spits on the stunned body of Gul Darmad.::
Robert Devoroh: CMO> -=gets a small detail to move Gul away and towardst he shuttles=- ALL> the shuttles are almost here, lets go
Shran113: =====PAUSE SIM=====

[Captain Shran]

STUF TLar: Attention!
Marshal Collins: ::AA::
Strsfly7: ::AA::
AidanMcKenzie UF: ::AA::
Robert Devoroh: ::AA::
Shran113: For the record state your name, rank, and position
Shran113: CO>Captain Shran
STUF TLar: [XO] Cmdr T'Lar
Robert Devoroh: CMO> Dr. Robert Devoroh M.D. (LT)
Marshal Collins: CSCI>Lieutenant JG Marshal Collins
Strsfly7: VS> Enisgn Frank manks
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > Ensign Aidan McKenzie
Shran113: Okay we will be picking up with where we left off last week
Shran113: For a recap, the Bajorans and Cardassians have been moved into the shuttles that landed on the planets surface, many unwllingly.
Shran113: As we pick up tonight the shuttles are just landing back on the Aryes. There will be a mess with this many refugees to deal with and as of right now our hopes of actually escaping are still looking pretty slim
Shran113: As the shuttles land on board I want all bridge personnel to report to the Bridge, especially Lieutenant Collins.
Shran113: Doctor Devoroh and Ensign Mank, I need you two to stay with the refugees and keep them from killing one another. Gewt all injured to sickbay.
Shran113: And make sure someone keeps an eye on Dr. Almass. We don't need him escaping again.
Shran113: Are there any questions?
Robert Devoroh: nope
Strsfly7: Nope
Marshal Collins: No, sir
Inid Kiara1: none here
Shran113: Good and most importantly I need everyone to remember not to be afraid to get a little creative. Good Luck.
Shran113: =====RESUME SIM=====
Shran113: ACTION>The runabout and the shuttles land in the Aryes Docking Bay. Many of the Cardassian and Bajoran passengers are still be beligerant not only to each other but the Starfleet security officers trying to keep them apart.
Strsfly7: He heads to the shuttle bay he hopes thing will be ok down theere just in case he has his phazer
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::as soon as his shuttle landed, he gt out and made his way to the bridge and way from the belligerent refugees::
Shran113: CO>+T+ALL>This is Captain Shran. All senior bridge crew to your stations. All hands brace for a rough ride.
Inid Kiara1: Helm> ::as the shuttle landed she stood and then exited the shuttle to make her way to the bridge::
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::He lands the shuttle and hears the captain's message. He takes off at a run to the nearest jeffery tube to make his way to the bridge, running the calculations for what he must do next.::
Robert Devoroh: CMO> -=gets out of the shuttle and on to the shuttle bay and looks at the nearest security officer before going to sickbay=- Security> make sure to escort the injured to sickbay if they step out of line I dont care what you do to them... +CO> heading to sickbay now I'll be there shortly
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::enters the bridge a few minutes later:: CO > Ensign Mckenzie reporting in, sir
Inid Kiara1: Helm> :enters the bridge alongside tac and goes to her station.::
ST NPC01: ALMASS>::He gets out of the shuttle and makes his way toward the back of the bay.::
Strsfly7: Vs>Cmo Maybe you can send somebody down looks like there is a lot of them here
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::he enters the bridge a few seconds later and takes the operations station.::
STUF TLar: [XO] ::She is already on the bridge and is at one of the consoles.::
Robert Devoroh: CMO>VS> no problem, I'll send one of my medical NCO's
Shran113: CO>::He looks up and nods as he senior crew enter the room and relieve the junior officers at their stations.::CSCI>Mr. Collins, Let's begin.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::moving over to tactical he looks over the sensors and current readings::
Marshal Collins: CSCI>CO>Aye, sir. Shutting down the remaining non-critical systems. Bringing up the anti-grav shieldings. ::He hands fly over the console.::HELM>Major, please plot a course along Vector 34.6 Mark 8 and engage at quarter impluse at 4 seconds bursts on my mark.
Strsfly7: VS>Almass he walks over can i help you are you hurt
ST NPC01: ALMASS>VS>I am fine, boy. There are others in need of more attention.
Marshal Collins: CSCI>TAC>Aidan, bring the shields when I tell you to. We won't need them for long but we will need them.
Robert Devoroh: CMO> -=rather then sending a his NCO's to the bay he turns on the EMH to handle things there and goes back down to the shuttle bay himself=- Almass> Almass, how are you feeling?
ST NPC01: ALMASS>CMO>rather chipper considering we are probably going to die in a few seconds.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > CO > Yes, sir. Shiled will be there when you need them
Strsfly7: Vs>Almass ok i just making sure there is a lot of people herer
AidanMcKenzie UF: shields*
Inid Kiara1: Helm> CO> Yes sir, entered as ordered
Marshal Collins: CSCI>CO>Engaging Anti-Gravity measures, starboard side. ::he continues his work.::
Robert Devoroh: CMO>Almass> be patient you'll be surprised with the Ayres and her crew who is equally impressive
Shran113: ACTION>The entire Aryes shakes violently as the ship tilts to the port side and begins a slow but increasing path toward the edges of the storm's eye. With life support and compensators running low the effects feel magnified in the Aryes interior.
Robert Devoroh: CMO> -=grabs Almass and the VS and does what he can to make sure they're both secured during the shaking=-
Shran113: CO>::he hold onto hsi chair as the sudden turn of the ship rocks him. he can feel thechange in g-forces as he is rocked in his chair.::
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::is nearly thrown to the deck as the ship shook, but somehow he remained on his feet. He groans as th e pull of G-forces hit his body::
ST NPC01: ALMASS>::HE grabs the doctor as the ship lurches.::CMO>You are right, Doctor. I am certainly surprised.
Strsfly7: Vs>Cmo Did you feel that sounds like wew were hit i wonder what happned
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::He hols on and watches as the Aryes moves toward the barrier.::HELM>Major, start the impluse sequence.... Now.
Inid Kiara1: Helm> Csci> Yes sir
Robert Devoroh: CMO>VS> hard not to, they're just trying to get the ship out of it though
Marshal Collins: CSCI>HELM>And don't call em sir, ma'am
Shran113: ACTION>The engineering console on the bridge sparks and explodes. Thankfully it is unoccupied, but the energy levels begin dropping incredibly fast. Something is wrong.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::feels the heat from the blast of the engineering console. mutters:: TNIP > damn
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::He makes a quick diagnostic check. and curses.::CO>Sir, we lost primary power that was being rerouted from weapons. We need to re-reoute it through a bypass junction. I think i can do it.
Robert Devoroh: CMO>Almass> I'd prefer it if you stayed with the group, preferably with the Bajorans where theres guards who can keep you safe
Shran113: CO>CSCI>Negative, stay at your post... +T+VS>Ensign Mank, respond.
STUF TLar: [XO] [CO] I can give a hand in engineering if they need it, sir.
Shran113: CO>XO>Thank you, Commander. You need to find a bypass junction and reroute the power from weapons back to the engines.
Marshal Collins: CSCI>XO>It should be in cross-section G junction switch 34. ::He double checks his panel while still fighting the g-forces on teh ship.::
STUF TLar: [XO] ::She gives a nod.:: [CO] Of course. There should be o..::she looks at Collins.:: Yes. that is the one.
ST NPC01: ALMASS>CMO>I'm more worried about what happens when this groupd starts to riot. then who will keep you safe.
Robert Devoroh: CMO>Almass> uhh, my foot hitting the face of anyone who tries... Now, please join the group
Shran113: CO>HELM>Once we hit the barrier I need a 2 second burst of warp speed factor 1.8. It doesnt sound like a lot but unless the Commander can reroute the power than we wont make it... XO>Commander, hurry.
Strsfly7: Vs>Almass im here and we do have teams we can call we just need for everbody to get along for alittle while longer.
Inid Kiara1: Helm> CO> Yes sir
STUF TLar: [XO] ::She quickly makes her way to the cross section G junction swtich 34.::
ST NPC01: ALMASS>::He reluctantly joins the group.::
Robert Devoroh: CMO>Almass> thank you -=with a security guard at his side he starts going through the Bajoran group to look at injuries and provide care but secretly, he doesn't trust Almass as far as he can throw him=-
Shran113: ACTION>A small fight has broken out among some of the Bajorans and a few Cardassians. There is a lone Starfleet officer caught in the middle unable to break it.
STUF TLar: [XO] ::She enters into the junction and opens the panel to the power supply. Begins on rerouting power to the engines.::
Strsfly7: Vs> He takes out his phazer and shoots it up and saya pleace we all need you to stay calm we are wroking hard to help you .
Robert Devoroh: CMO> -=keeps an eye on Almass as he has another security guard go over to assist, a day he wishes Clyde was aroun=
Marshal Collins: CSCI>CO>1 minute till I need to diengage the gravity field.
Shran113: CO>+T+XO>1 minutes, Commander.
STUF TLar: [XO] ::She finishes rerouting the power.:: + t + [CO] Try it now, sir.
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::The power guages jump back up on his panel.::CO>She did it. Disengaging Gravity field.
Marshal Collins: CSCI>TAC>Aidan, shields now.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::he reaches over and taps a key, shields snapping into place:: CO > hshields active
AidanMcKenzie UF: * CSCI
Shran113: CO>HELM>Engage warp. ::He feels the immediate rush of fast movment pinning him to his seat.::
STUF TLar: [XO] ::She closes the panel and makes her way back through the junction.::
Marshal Collins: CSCI>::He braces for the effects of warp travel.::
Inid Kiara1: Helm> CO> Yes sir. ::she engages warp and the ship lurches forward::
Strsfly7: VS>Cmo I think it wont be long now we should be close.
Shran113: ACTION>All over the ship the Emergency lights in the Aryes go dark. The crew is left in blackness, aside from the occasional flash of conduits and wal pannels exploding outward. Creaking and tearing can be hard all along the hull.
Robert Devoroh: CMO>everyone> everybody sit down and do not move -=grabs a flashlight and starts distributing them=-
Robert Devoroh: CMO>Almass> Almass, where are you
Shran113: ACTION>After 2 grueling seconds of eternity, the Aryes comes out the other side. Most systems now completely drained of power, shields gone, and with minor breaches all through out the ship, but she is still intact, and wehn the viewscreen comes back on they are back in the badlands.
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::suddenly, it was dark and he couldn't see much, but he could hear the creaking and groaning of medal:: TNIP > I hope I dont end up in the 28th century again
ST NPC01: ALMASS>:octor Devoroh feels a small prick on his neck, almost like a hypospray, but feels no ill effects.:: CMO>I am here doctor, no need to worry. ::When the lights come one Almass is standing beside him as he was a moment before.::
Shran113: CO>TAC>Ensign, send an emergency transmission to Deep Space 9. Tell them our systems are failing and we are in need of assistance.
Inid Kiara1: Helm> ::she looks at the viewscreen and silently thanks the prophets that they were ok::
Strsfly7: Vs>Cmo> Atleast we are clear of that the start base should becomming to are aid.
STUF TLar: [XO] ::She makes her way back to the bridge.::
Robert Devoroh: CMO>Almass> -=rubs his neck before looking at Almass=- What'd you do? -=grabs his tricorder and starts running a scan on himself, shouldn't be too hard to find anything since he doesn't take any medications=-
AidanMcKenzie UF: Tac > ::the lights come back and he sees that they made it through. He sighs in relief before hearing the captain:: CO > Aye sir. I'll try. There is very little power to the Tac console. ::attempts to send a emergency call for help
AidanMcKenzie UF: to Deep space 9:":
ST NPC01: ALMASS>CMO>I think you just bumped your neck in the dark. You will find that you are in perfect health.
Robert Devoroh: CMO>Almass> uh huh... VS> keep an eye on Almass for me
Shran113: ACTION>Suddenly the communications crackle to life.
ST NPC01: DEFIANT>This is the USS Defiant to the USS Aryes. We have been looking for you for over a day. It's good to see you. We can offer you a toe.
Shran113: CO>+T+DEFIANT>That would be very appreciated, Defiant. Very appreciated...
Shran113: =====END SIM=====

[Captain Shran]

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