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Post by Dr Colina MacAuley on Sept 19, 2009 12:00:11 GMT -5
She had been in the sickbay and medical research labs, after finishing her prelimiarly autoposies. She was so absorbed in her work that she didn't hear the com to report in. Suddendly she noticed the passage of time and tapped on her com link.
"MacAuley to Cmder Ijoula working on a few things and will have a better picture of what happened in a wee bit."
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Post by Lt m'Leezz on Sept 19, 2009 12:10:24 GMT -5
While the Captain was on the com link to the source draining the power from them she did all she could to boost power. But in reality it was almost useless. This on top of the condition of her feet (paws) made her miserable and extremely quiet. Her patience lessening and her anger increasing.
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Post by Commander Crio Ijoula on Sept 21, 2009 0:25:10 GMT -5
He hears Doc MacAuley's response, and nods slowly, relieved to hear her voice.
"Understood, doctor. As of right now, we're on Red Alert. Please keep me updated on your findings, and report anything unusual.. Be advised that we do have an intruder in the area. so watch yourself."
He then checks in with the team in Engineering.
"Ijoula to Juarez. Acknowledge. What's your status?"
"Juarez here, sir. We're still on the Engineering deck, and the level of damage down here is pretty extreme. We're lucky they were able to shut down the core. Otherwise, with what we're seeing down here... I'm fairly sure they'd have gone up in a fireball."
"Understood... See if there's any way we can get auxiliary power stabilized, and perhaps main power back at least to structural integrity... Some ideas are floating around up here for a way to deal with our situation. At least one of them hinges heavily on boosting this ship's structural integrity."
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Post by Lt. J.G. Kestral Greyhouse on Sept 25, 2009 8:03:41 GMT -5
She followed the Captain's orders to the letter even when the vessle responded to his hail. She didn't like the way this was going. How her back kept telling her to stay strong and sharp that there was still danger for both the away team and the ship. Knowing full well the Ijoula was a capable command officer she worried more about the ship. Even though she had to sit to do her duties she was happy to be on the bridge in the middle of it all instead of pacing her quarters waiting for Ijoula to come back. Speaking to the Captian she reported her station satus, Deflector dish modifications in progress, weapons on stand-by and sheild are holding, Captain.
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Post by Capt Grab Foot Of~Two Dawns on Sept 25, 2009 12:33:57 GMT -5
His ears tilted forward, mostly in curiosity, as the view screen filled with the smiling male. Before he could greet him, the man spoke
Whoever you are, wherever you're from, greetings!
Welcome to the colonized Minosian system, the undeniable arsenal of freedom, where we live by the motto: 'Peace, through superior, crushing firepower!' To be completely armed is to be completely prepared!
An arms dealer? selling weapons? This is what we are dealing with? He thought as he continued to listen to the merchant's sales pitch I endangered the ship for this? Instead of a Adult Captain, in charge on one of the finest Star Fleet vessels, he started to feel more like a child, or someone that was pulling his tail. The merchant went on
Undoubtedly, you have by now detected our probe which serves as a demonstration model of what special armaments we work with. In this demonstration, you likely noted power being drained from primary systems. This is one of the many capabilities of our newly enhanced weapons system.
Indeed, he had noticed, perhaps a bit too late. By the time the drain was noticed, they couldn't do anything about it. The probe had stealthily snuck up on them, using some sort of cloaking technology that the Terrasect couldn't detect
If you're looking for something extra special, our latest weapons system is adaptable to any threat that it detects or is programmed to home in on. We sell many different weapons, but in addition, we have complete weapon systems for your pleasure.
His tail shifted back and forth, clearly agitated A weapons dealer, wanting to sell weapons, and armor, when we clearly had all the weapon and armor that was available. Persistent, even when he knew the peddler's race was long gone, destroyed in a war from their own making
The probe is now transmitting coordinates so we can discuss payment options and an installation schedule.
He glanced down at the command chair arm, noting the incoming coordinates. No doubt, all bridge consoles were also getting the same coordinates. He also noted that they were only a couple light years from the Minosian home world
So, lock onto my signal and come on down! I look forward to talking terms with you!"
When the merchant finished, he spoke up "As much I am sure your weapons and armor are quite impressive, I am not interested in purchasing them. This ship has all the firepower and defensive armament.." emphasis on defensive armament "..that we need at this time."
An ear arched back towards Kestral as she reported that the Deflector dish modifications were in progress, weapons on standby and the shields were holding, which was good. He gave her an acknowledging nod before the arms deler would reply to his disinterest in the sale
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Post by ***Terrasect Action*** on Sept 25, 2009 13:03:17 GMT -5
The merchant frowned, looking quite disappointed that he couldn't get a sale. He tryed to sway the decision
"But you haven't seen half of what this baby can do" he says with an excited smirk "Let me demonstrate"
Before Captain Two Dawns could stop the merchant, he disappeared off the screen and the small vessel fires off a series of powerful phaser shots, using the siphoned energy from the Terrsect in the firing pattern
With the shields still weak and drained, and the alabative skin not properly deployed, meaning thin in spots, the Terrasect takes a beating
The starboard warp nacelle is hit, and is nearly severed from the Terrasect in one shot, Engineering is hit but thankfully the Alabative skin saves them from a direct hit. Warp power is knocked offline
Weapons array is hit and damage is extensive to torpedo tubes 2 and 4, phaser control is severed
The deflector dish is hit and blown clean off. Decks 5, 8, 12, and 14 take hits and suffer hull breaches
The small craft ceases fire and the merchant comes back, his face beaming "Now isn't that impressive! The superior fire power using the enemy's own power against them. Surely you are impressed by the sheer fire power"
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Post by Capt Grab Foot Of~Two Dawns on Sept 25, 2009 13:31:53 GMT -5
He tried to stop the merchant from any more demonstrations but it was too late. he disappeared too quickly
As soon as the Terrasect comes under fire, he is thrown back into the Captain's chair, then is thrown to the deck on his stomach. The ship rocked with the firepower and consoles sparked. The 'demonstration" only lasted a couple seconds but it seems like a lifetime
He could hear the Merchant on screen, raving on how he is obviously impressed with what he is trying to sell and is expecting him to be equally impressed
In a way, he is, but the safety of the ship and crew is paramount on his mind. He is more angry, then he is impressed.
He jumps up to his feet, his tail whipping from left to right, his ears laid back on his head "Enough of your demonstration!" He commands "This ship cannot take anymore"!
Does this mean I've made a sale"? The merchant asks, seemingly oblivious with the destruction he's caused
His fur spiked and he cursed. Is this all this fuzzbrain cares about, the sale? "If it will end the demonstration" and save the ship "Yes, you have made your sale" Perhaps the little ship would be better use to them then used against them
The merchant beams a smile "You've made a wise choise. You won't be sorry" and then disappears off screen again
He already is sorry. He could have avoided all this if he could have avoided the Jackson in the first place.
He then turns toward those on the bridge "Is everyone allright" He asked, moving back toward the command chair, ignoring the pain in his upper leg/hip
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Post by Commander Crio Ijoula on Sept 25, 2009 14:06:38 GMT -5
With some work, Crio finds a way to get the external sensors operational. What he sees is able to shock even him, despite the 400+ years of experiences, memories, and everything else.
"Terrasect is under attack, and they're taking substantial damage..."
He saw the last two shots that hit, and that the drone was maneuvering in an obvious attack vector, in all liklihood having the intention to continue the attack. He did not continue watching, as his interest was now geared to helping save their ship and comrades.
He activates the internal comm system, finding that it was actually working.
"Ijoula to Juarez! I'm on my way down right now to help get impulse engines and shields online! Be creative with a way to get structural integrity back up. We need to get this hulk moving!"
His tone was one of urgency, as when he gave the earlier order to the Terrasect about getting the ablative shielding brought online.
He knew that the only way to help the Terrasect was to get the Jackson at least somewhat operational, enough to maneuver and to provide a distraction. Whatever else he was thinking on, it was coming as he worked mentally through what was needed.
He looks toward Kefira.
"Cadet, whatever you may be working on, can it be done on the fly? I'd rather not have anyone be by themselves with this drone flying around outside.."
He did not like the idea of leaving her alone by herself, to fend off any other drones.
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Post by Lt Buford B. Hound on Sept 25, 2009 17:10:06 GMT -5
Buford had no time to react when the merchant's ship opened fire on them, the ship rocked violently, he could hear and smell consoles as they sparked.
He was bounced around in his seat like a chew toy, the attack only lasted seconds, he ran a check on his system.
"Iz is ok Sir, Warp is off line" he sensed some pain from Grab Foot "Are you ok Sir?" he the then looks around at everyone else
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Post by Lt. J.G. Kestral Greyhouse on Sept 27, 2009 11:03:10 GMT -5
She was knocked to the ground and pulled herself back to her feet hiding her face in her console as she did to mask the pain of having to haul herself back up. Reporting out she ignored her pain.
Deflector dish distroyed, sheilds have been compromised in the forward portion of the ship. Containment fields have been established on the portions of the ship that have been sliced into sir. Forward weapons have been damaged and are no longer opertable. Secondary battery sustained minor damage and if we have to defend ourselves we can use them sir but they won't do much.
When the Captain asked if everyone was alright she looked around the bridge putting her face in her console again she spoke calmly hiding and masking the amount of pain she was in.
Minor injuries on the bridge sir from what I can see, but I can't speak for others. I think I'm fine for now, sir. Fine enough to still man my post.
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Post by Lt. Thelis on Sept 27, 2009 19:02:46 GMT -5
A torn uniform and a bruised knee. He brushed a hand across the tender area."Nothing of concern, Captain." Thelis replied, then was intrigued suddenly by a thought. " If we have purchased this system, does that mean..that it can be brought aboard for study?"
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Post by La'ta'nM on Sept 27, 2009 20:07:01 GMT -5
The merchant frowned, looking quite disappointed that he couldn't get a sale. He tryed to sway the decision "But you haven't seen half of what this baby can do" he says with an excited smirk "Let me demonstrate"Before Captain Two Dawns could stop the merchant, he disappeared off the screen and the small vessel fires off a series of powerful phaser shots, using the siphoned energy from the Terrsect in the firing pattern With the shields still weak and drained, and the alabative skin not properly deployed, meaning thin in spots, the Terrasect takes a beating The starboard warp nacelle is hit, and is nearly severed from the Terrasect in one shot, Engineering is hit but thankfully the Alabative skin saves them from a direct hit. Warp power is knocked offline Weapons array is hit and damage is extensive to torpedo tubes 2 and 4, phaser control is severed The deflector dish is hit and blown clean off. Decks 5, 8, 12, and 14 take hits and suffer hull breaches The small craft ceases fire and the merchant comes back, his face beaming "Now isn't that impressive! The superior fire power using the enemy's own power against them. Surely you are impressed by the sheer fire power"Though the sheilds had protected them from the worst of the distruction there was still plasma spraying in several places he had just sent reports of several of the engineering crew suffereing from severe burns two had to be sent to sick bay Lat. He like the rest of his crew were wearing hazard suits as he tapped his Combadge. "Bridge " he did not care who he was talking to. one could tell he was very put out with whoever let his ship get hit so. "I dunt knows what your doing up there but this lady won't take much more. Warp engines off line and, will remain off line til I inspect the Starboard Nacelle. Indications are it was almost knocked clean off. If thats the case It will take My crew several days to repair." He so wanted the chance to repair it as for an engineer there was nothing worse than letting station engineers work on your own Vessel. |
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Post by Commander Crio Ijoula on Sept 28, 2009 23:03:11 GMT -5
What follows is a joint-post between Commander Ijoula[/b] and Cadet Kefira.
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She turned from the console as she just finished setting it to explode when set just right. "I am finished here but I do need to go to the Torpedo Bay Room if you want one or two specially made Sir."
He slightly sighs at her response, and finally relents.
"Alright.. Keep an open comm link. I'll have Thompson meet you there."
"Yes Sir." Taps her combadge. "Testing." She nodded and left the room.
Crio turns and starts heading toward the Jefferies Tube that he knows will take him to Engineering. He wasn't about to really trust the turbolifts, given all the damage seen.
"Sounds good, cadet."
With her comm still open. "Good. Entering the room now Sir." She notices a torpedo all ready lieing there opened. "Odd maybe they did have the same idea Sir. I am walking up to an opened torpedo now Sir."
Crio frowns as he heard her say something about an odd circumstance.
"What's 'odd', cadet?"
He nodded as he heard that she was heading up to the opened torpedo.
"Well if they had the same idea as to fix the torpedo to implode or to use antimater...then where is the crewman that was working on it?" She looked around and stepped out of the room and looked up and down the hallway. "In fact. Have we seen any dead bodies at all Sir?"
He ponders her statement and question.
"You know, I can't remember seeing any bodies.. It is possible that the drone's attack was so powerful that it could vaporize people... or they were blown out into space when the breaches happened.... Personally, I'd rather find at least some of them alive..."
"But would all of them been vaporized? Even if some were thrown into space, how come we did not pick up any bodies out there Sir? " She knelt down next to the torpedo and looked it over while the communication was blocked. She had went on about the plan and what she done in the other room but Crio did not hear a word she said and she did not know the drone was near by.
He frowns as she cuts out on him.
"Cadet?"
He pulls his tricorder to head to where she was at, not 100% sure where the nearest torpedo bay is, and is using her signal to home in on.
She heard something and stood back up and turned around. She did not see anything wrong or anyone near by. "Hello. I am Cadet Kefira from the USS Terrasect in responce to a distress call. I mean no harm to you are anyone on this ship." She was hoping that was the proper protocall.
He is worried for the cadet's safety, and he tries the comm again.
"Ijoula to Kefira, do you read? What's your status?"
He knew something was wrong for the extremely procedural cadet to lose contact.
She did not hear a word he said and she took a step away from the torpeto and closer to the drone a head. "Hello, are you hurt and need medical attention?" She heard the noise again and started to walk towards it wondering if someone was hurt.
He was very concerned now, and he approaches the torpedo bay.
"Cadet?!? Where are you?"
She heard the Commander and turned around. "Over here.." The drone fired upon her and she falls to the floor.
He heard the shot, and he draws his phaser, and with great caution, he steps into the torpedo bay and looks around, ready to shoot at anything that moved
She is not dead, just stunned for this drone was damaged. Little did anyone know that this one fired at anything that moved.
Crio crouches as best he can for being in an EV suit, and carefully tries to approach the cadet's position, enough to pull her out of the bay.
She starts to come to and the first thing she see is the Commander looking at her. "Ok so I was stupid. I guess that is why I am a Cadet and your a Commander, Sir."
Crio raises a brow, as if to ask 'What are you talking about?'
"I never said anything of the sort... But, I would like to know what happened... I heard a shot fired..."
He said that as he carefully pulled her out of the torpedo bay, unsure where that drone was at.
"I heard something and went to see what it was but I was thinking it might have been someone instead, so I went towards it and found myself lieing here Sir.
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Post by La'ta'nM on Oct 3, 2009 12:23:05 GMT -5
no sleep for him for a while. He alreadyhad a crew working on reinforcements for the Nacelle. he had as yet not attempted to send a crew out side the ship as for this he needed the Captain's permission. A request was already sent the Operation officers Console.
What he had done was made sure the remaining supports held the Nacelle in place 'course for a more perfect repair and prettier look a Starbase will be needed he can make sure they have warp the question was how fast of warp.
The warp Core was now online and, steady all systems were either being repaired or were already back on line.
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Post by Capt Grab Foot Of~Two Dawns on Oct 5, 2009 12:30:56 GMT -5
He simply nodded at Buford as he asked if he was ok, reporting that warp power is offline
An ear tilted toward Kestral as she had more to report. Deflector dish gone, forward shields non-operational. Containment fields erected where the main hull has been breached. Forward phaser banks and torpedo tubes damaged, Secondary batteries sustained little damage but would not put up much of a fight, or defense, should the ship be attacked again. "For such a small craft, it's bite and it's claws are sharp" He commented casually
He glanced back at Kestral, seeing her hiding her face in her console. If his ears weren't damaged, he could hear the strain in her voice, as if she was hiding the true extent of the pain she is in. She said she was still well enough to stay at her station "Very well, Lt. When the Doctor returns, I'd like you to see her"
His gaze turned to the Science Officer, Mr. Thelis. He is rubbing his knee a bit. He then gave an amused look with a nod "Affirmative. Since we have purchased this unique system, we can bring her aboard and we can use it to aid us instead of destroy us"
An ear twitched when he heard the Chief Engineer report "What I'm trying to do, Chief, is trying to prevent us from getting killed" Which he wasn't doing a very good job of it before he had purchased the small craft. Take your time in repairing the Nacelle and warp drive. I believe I have stalled anymore attacks from happening" He hoped
With that, he tapped his comm badge to contact Commander Ijoula "Terrasect to Commander Ijoula, come in"
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