USS Eagle, NCC 9561

Sim Recaps

Sim of 030813

CaptFyrstk: 	ATTENTION ON DECK
GwenivereMarqusa: 	::AA::
T L Lost: 	::AA::
RomnHaas: 	::AA::
CmdrLanceBass: 	Hell Lukas gives me hope.  If someone like him can get 
to the
rank of Flt Commdore with his speech problem, I will have no problem
becomming Flt ADM.
CmdrLanceBass: 	:AA:
Lt Jeff Dawson: 	:AA:
Ens Ratchet: 	::AA::
CaptFyrstk: 	Captain's log. Stardate 030813
Idlk82: 	((a southern accent is npt a speach problem))
T L Lost: 	((I agree with Ian))
CmdrLanceBass: 	(Trust me when I say that it should be sometimes.)
CaptFyrstk: 	We are on our way back to the Alpha Quadrant.  We should 
be
reaching the Bajoran Wormhole shortly.  Hopefully, we will be able to 
relax a
little bit on DS-nahne before we return to the Spaculaan Sector.
CaptFyrstk: 	Before Ah return to the bridge though, there is one thing 
Ah
must take care of.
CmdrLanceBass: 	:lance on the bridge suddenly brakes down and crys: 
NOOOOOOOO
NOT THE SPACULANS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
CaptFyrstk: 	+[XO]+  Fyrstk to Commander Bass.  Cain you come to 
mah
ready room?
CmdrLanceBass: 	(J/K)
Idlk82: 	((i was going to say))
T L Lost: 	(LOL . . . )
T L Lost: 	(WB Bassie)
RomnHaas: 	<OPS>::Looks over the sensors for the area they are 
in::
CmdrLanceBass: 	(:mutters evil things about AOL)
GwenivereMarqusa: 	::keeps a close look on scans of the area, 
looking
for troubles::
Ens Ratchet: 	<CSCI>::Is at her station being science officer 
like and
working hard over her scanners::
T L Lost: 	<helm>::sits comfortably in his seat, with no real fear 
of the
XO::
CmdrLanceBass: 	 + On my way Lukas :gets up and heads to the 
RR:
Lt Jeff Dawson: 	<ACENG> :sitting at the bridge Eng station 
working:
CmdrLanceBass: 	 :rings bell:
T L Lost: 	<<brb>>
CaptFyrstk: 	::as Lance enters, Lukas is behind his desk.  Gestures 
for
the seat opposite him::
CmdrLanceBass: 	 :enters and sits where Lukas gestures:  You 
wanted
to see me Lukas?
RomnHaas: 	<OPS>pCENG] Guess you're in chargeof the bridge 
r-right now,
Jeff.
Lt Jeff Dawson: 	<ACENG> :Eyes go wide with fear:
CaptFyrstk: 	::hands Lance a PADD::  Here read this.  It's 
fingerprint
coded for your eyes only.
CmdrLanceBass: 	 :takes the padd and lets it do its fingerprint
verification, wondering what so secret that it would be delt with like 
this:
Lt Jeff Dawson: 	<ACENG> :slowly gets up and moves over to 
rommies
station: <OPS> What a freaky experence this has all been.
CaptFyrstk: 	::The PADD unfolds the complete story of the Alternate 
time line
and what the Eagle's part in it was.  There is also a picture of Haedl 
wh
ohad ben aboard the Eagle prior to the slipstream jump::
CaptFyrstk: 	Ah need to know if Ah'm crazy or not submitting this 
to
Starfleet.
T L Lost: 	<bak>
Ens Ratchet: 	<BRB - BATHROOM!!!!>
RomnHaas: 	<OPS> You're t-telling me.  I feel as if I have awoken 
from
a bad dream that I c-can't even remember.
CmdrLanceBass: 	 :reads over the data and as he does, the color 
fades
from his face: OMG :jaw dropped:
Idlk82: 	((didnt i get yelled at for not going before the start of the 
sim
capt?))
CaptFyrstk: 	((Me yell?))
GwenivereMarqusa: 	::looks over at Jeff and Rommie, then back to 
her
console.::
Lt Jeff Dawson: 	<ACENG> <HELM> What is our ETA Tru?
Idlk82: 	((ok talk to me in a discerning manner))
CmdrLanceBass: 	(No, that had to be me doing the yelling :evil smile)
CaptFyrstk: 	::five minutes to the WH::
Ens Ratchet: 	<bak>
CmdrLanceBass: 	  :takes a moment but finialy gets his senses 
back: I
am not not sure if your be crazy or not to tell them.
T L Lost: 	<helm>::get's a momentary sense of tru panic for no 
obvious
reason, then relaxes and checks status:: ETA 5 minutes Lt. 
RomnHaas: 	((w/b, Ratchet))
CmdrLanceBass: 	At the very least they need to be made aware that they
allowed a romulan opritive on board this ship.
T L Lost: 	<<suuuuuuure Rommie . . . say WB to her, but not me . 
. .
;)>>
CaptFyrstk: 	  Does any of that sound....far-fetched to you?
Lt Jeff Dawson: 	<ACENG> :smiles: <ALL> It will be good to 
be
back in the alpha quadrent wont it.
RomnHaas: 	(('Cause it's a girl, Lost. ))
T L Lost: 	<<"it's" eh?? hmmm>>
GwenivereMarqusa: 	 Definately.  I don't like the thought that we 
were
sitting ducks for a week.
CmdrLanceBass: 	 :takes a moment to run the data threw his 
engineering
mind: No, theroticly what is on this padd could happen, Infact, I could
proably duplicate it if need.
RomnHaas: 	<OPS> I-I'l be glad to be back.
Lt Jeff Dawson: 	<ACENG> <TAC> :nods: I know, I was 
surpised that
no one took advantage of our misforten.  This ship would be worth a lot 
of
money on a black market.
Ens Ratchet: 	<CSCI>I still think it was time travel ::muttered 
more to
herself then the others::
GwenivereMarqusa: 	[ACE] It does seem quite illogical.  Makes me 
wonder
what actually did happen, and if we truely were a sitting duck.
CmdrLanceBass: 	  the hardest thing I have to believe is that 
one of
my own betraded me Lukas.  Hadel was a part of my department.  I 
approved his
transfer to the Eagle.
CaptFyrstk: 	 No.. No need for that.  Let's not go there
CaptFyrstk: 	 In fact whah don't we just go out to the bridge and 
coast
to DS-Nahne
CmdrLanceBass: 	  And he used me and tried to kill us all.
CaptFyrstk: 	[XO] Lance.  You know as well as Ah do, spahs are
everywhere.
Lt Jeff Dawson: 	<ACENG> <ALL> Think starfleet will give us 
any
shore leave this time?
T L Lost: 	<helm>::will definately be glad to get back to the Alpha
Quadrant::
Idlk82: 	((im wondering does this timeline know im gone or do y'all 
think im
still in sick bay?))
CaptFyrstk: 	Starfleet has their own in the Empahre
T L Lost: 	<<We know you're gone Ian>>
T L Lost: 	<<Muerta's in charge of SB, and she's not very happy 
with
Resork>>
Idlk82: 	((lol))
CaptFyrstk: 	\::ACTION::The Eagle approached the wormhole::
GwenivereMarqusa: 	 I don't know, I am not sure I really want 
shore
leave.
CmdrLanceBass: 	 :stands up and smacks his hands on the table:  
I
know that lukas, but I am a telepath, I should of been able to root him 
out.
Instead I helped train him with the slip stream drive.  Gave him the
knowledge to do what he did
Ens Ratchet: 	<CSCI>::Gets a little excited:: I have never seen 
the
wormhole in person ::stands for a better view::
T L Lost: 	<helm>[ACENG' we are approaching the wormhole Sir.
CaptFyrstk: 	::offers Lance a smile::Well we'll just have to get 
out the
whip now and punish you.
Lt Jeff Dawson: 	<ACENG> <HELM> Slow to 1/4 impluse and 
take us
in.
RomnHaas: 	<OPS>::readies the sensors for the wormhole light 
show::
T L Lost: 	<helm>[ACENG]Aye Sir.  One quarter Impulse. :: slows the 
ship
down, and prepares to enter the wormhole.::
CmdrLanceBass: 	  I am serous lukas, I failed in my duty.  I 
brought
him onboard, I failed to detect him as a spy.  I trained him in slip 
stream
macanics. 
CmdrLanceBass: 	  I FAILED YOU!
CmdrLanceBass: 	AND I FAILED THIS SHIP!
GwenivereMarqusa: 	::watches the screen as they prepare to enter 
the
wormhole.
CaptFyrstk: 	 And Ah'm serious in telling you there is probably no 
way
you could have known if he did his job rahght, Lance.
Lt Jeff Dawson: 	<ACENG> <CO, XO> Bridge to Captain, We are
entering the Wormhole sir.
T L Lost: 	<helm>::takes them into the wormhole::
CaptFyrstk: 	+[AENG]+ We're on our way.
CmdrLanceBass: 	 :just looks at lukas feeling like there was 
something
more he could of done, but says nothing;
CaptFyrstk: 	 What's done is done, Lance.  No good will come of 
beating
yourself up on it
Lt Jeff Dawson: 	<ACENG> :watches the viewscreen and all the 
lights:
<ALL> This is so cool, I have never seen anything like this 
before.
Ens Ratchet: 	<CSCI>::Watches eagerly as it open and they enter - 
the
blue lights inside - she knew about the prophets of the Bajorans - had 
read
all about them and wondered - no she knew she would never see them but 
it
would be some 
Ens Ratchet: 	experience to meet the propets!::
CaptFyrstk: 	::rises and moves towards the door.::Come on, Let's 
see if
Colonel Kira will be receiving us.
CmdrLanceBass: 	 :sighes:  Your right my friend. Lets go see 
what
starfleet will do to us now.:stands and follows the captain:
CaptFyrstk: 	::walks out on to the bridge.  Watches the view on the
screen.::
CaptFyrstk: 	[OPS] Mr. Haas.  Hail Deep Space Nahne as soon as we 
exit
the wormhole and see if we can dock.
CmdrLanceBass: 	 :ignors the view and moves up to tac, and checks 
the
ship's status:
Ens Ratchet: 	<CSCI>::Continues to stare at the view::
Lt Jeff Dawson: 	<ACENG> :moves back down to his eng station:
RomnHaas: 	<OPS>  Aye, sir.  They have already indicated they 
know
we're coming from the listening devices sir.
CaptFyrstk: 	::Eagle exits the wormhole and DS-9 hails us::
CmdrLanceBass: 	  How come I got a bad feeling about them 
knowing
were comming?
RomnHaas: 	<OPS> [CO] DS N-Nine is hailing us, sir.
CmdrLanceBass: 	we were*
CaptFyrstk: 	::,ove to his seat::On screen, Lieutenant
CmdrLanceBass: 	 :moves over to his post behind lukas, at the stand 
alone
console:
RomnHaas: 	<OPS>::Smiles hearing the CO use his new rank and puts 
Col.
Kira on the viewscreen::
Lt Jeff Dawson: 	<ACENG> :checks the ship for any damage from the
wormhole:
Ens Ratchet: 	<CSCI>::Has herd all about DS9 and stares impressed
before Kira comes on at the station that was so important in the war::
CaptFyrstk: 	  Commodore, it is a pleasure to see you again.
CaptFyrstk: 	  You're looking well, Colonel.  Do we have permission 
to
make use of your facilities?
CmdrLanceBass: 	 :smiles at the view screen: ~I always did like 
that
woman.  Headstrong but detremaned~
CaptFyrstk: 	  Absolutely.  However...
CaptFyrstk: 	  We have just received a distress call froma 
research
vessel doing studies of the badlands.
CmdrLanceBass: 	 :mutters: oh boy.
CaptFyrstk: 	 Defiant is out on another mission at the moment.  
Do you
think you could take a quick look for us, sir?
CaptFyrstk: 	 Absolutely, Colonel.  Send us the ship's coordinates.
CmdrLanceBass: 	 :motions for gwen to do a check of the ships's 
defence
systems:
Ens Ratchet: 	<CSCI>::Starts to look up information on the bad 
lands::
GwenivereMarqusa: 	::checks the defense systems::
GwenivereMarqusa: 	[brb]
CaptFyrstk: 	 ::Nods::To one of her offficers::Here is the last 
n=known
coordinates.  They reported a fire onboard and have disappeared from 
our
sensors.
CmdrLanceBass: 	 :motions for Ratchet to do a check of the sensor 
systems
and for Rommie to do a check of the communications and tractor beam 
systems:
Ens Ratchet: 	<CSCI>::As ordered starts to do a check on the 
sensor
systems::
RomnHaas: 	<OPS>::runs quick diagnostics of those systems::
Lt Jeff Dawson: 	<ACENG> :alreayd knows he is to check the power 
relays
and propulsion systems and is already doing so:
CaptFyrstk: 	::The coordinates are received by OPS::
CaptFyrstk: 	 We will check it out, Colonel.
RomnHaas: 	<OPS>[CO] Coordinate received from D-Ds Nine, sir.
RomnHaas: 	<OPS.::nods to the XO that all systems are nominal::
CaptFyrstk: 	[HELM] Set a course for their last know coordinates.::
CmdrLanceBass: 	  Transfer the coordinates to the helm. 
RomnHaas: 	<OPS>::transfers the coordinates to helm::
CmdrLanceBass: 	  Sensor status?
Ens Ratchet: 	<CSCI>[XO] Fully operaitional sir
CmdrLanceBass: 	  Good.  Mr Dawson, report.
CaptFyrstk: 	[HELM] Set course and engage Warp 5
Lt Jeff Dawson: 	<ACENG> <CO, XO> Thrusters, impuluse and 
warp
drive all at 100% Sir, Slip stream drive is still down for repairs.
CaptFyrstk: 	[ACENG] Acknowledged, Mr. Dawson.
T L Lost: 	<helm>::sets course:: warp 5.
CmdrLanceBass: 	  Ops reports communcation and tractor beam 
systems
operating at 100% as well.
CmdrLanceBass: 	  Gwen, your report?
CaptFyrstk: 	ACTION:: It doesn't take long and the Eagle approaches the 
last
know coordniates of the research ship.  It is not in sight, but they 
are
right onthe edge of the Badlands.::
RomnHaas: 	<OPS>::Does a quick scan of the area, looking for a 
trail::
GwenivereMarqusa: 	[xo] Weapons systems at 100% Sir.
CaptFyrstk: 	::OPS and Science sensors show that the ship has slipped 
intot
he Badlands themselves.::
Lt Jeff Dawson: 	<ACENG> Woow its beautiful :is looking at the
badlands:
CmdrLanceBass: 	 :sitting in his seat brooting:
RomnHaas: 	<OPS> I-I have the ship, sir...or at least a trail of 
it.
It has slipped into the Badlands.
CmdrLanceBass: 	  DAMN
CaptFyrstk: 	Can we tractor them out?
RomnHaas: 	<OPS>  No, sir.  We wouldn't be able to hold onto the 
ship.
Lt Jeff Dawson: 	<ACENG> :works his console to check on what 
power he
spare: <OPS> What if we do a multable layer tractor beam?
CaptFyrstk: 	[HELM] Take us in.  1/4 impulse.
Lt Jeff Dawson: 	multilayer*
T L Lost: 	<helm>[co] Aye Sir ::thinks this isn't the smartest idea, 
but
knows it must be done, sets  speed:: One quarter impulse Sir.
RomnHaas: 	<OPS> [ACEN] The eddies i-on there are way 
un[redictable.
Lt Jeff Dawson: 	<ACENG> <OPS> Its worth a shot, I think we 
can
do it if we increase the power to the emitters and if you can manualy 
target
the ship.
CaptFyrstk: 	[OPS] will we ba able to beam them off the ship once 
we get
in there?
RomnHaas: 	<OPS>  D-doubtful, sir.  Not unless we get really 
close..and
then we would run the risk of ramming them
CmdrLanceBass: 	  Pull of all data on the vessule, see if we 
can
dock a shuttle to the ship.
RomnHaas: 	<OPS>  [XO]  I-i already have a schematic, sir.  There 
is a
port directly on top of the ship we could use the bottome hatch on the 
Talon
to dock with, sir
CmdrLanceBass: 	 :smiles at rommie for antisipating him:  Very 
good,
have the shuttle bay prepare the Talon... and the falcon.
CaptFyrstk: 	::the Eagle comes to within sensor range of the vessel.  
Life
signs are very low, life supportis offline and the radiation from the
Badlands prohibits beaming.::
GwenivereMarqusa: 	::checks close eye on the sensors, looking for 
any
sign of trouble::
CaptFyrstk: 	[XO] Prepare a team, make sure you have medical with 
you.
Lt Jeff Dawson: 	<ACENG> :does not like the looks of the readings 
he is
picking up.
RomnHaas: 	<OPS>  Has filght deck prepare the Talon for flight::
Ens Ratchet: 	<>
Ens Ratchet: 	<NOT AGAIN!>
CmdrLanceBass: 	 :nods:  Aye Sir.  Rommie, Gwen, your 
with
me. Make sure you have a security team meet us down there. 
GwenivereMarqusa: 	[XO] Aye Sir.  ::orders the security team down, 
and
turns Tac over to a Ghost Player::
RomnHaas: 	<OPS>::nods and moces out from his console, grabbibgg 
his
tricorder::
CmdrLanceBass: 	 + Bass to sickbay, I need a medical offcer to
accomapny me on an away mission, have him or her report to the talon.
T L Lost: 	<helm>::glad he gets to stay safe and sound on the 
Eagle::
Ens Ratchet: 	<CSCI>::works over her console::
CmdrLanceBass: 	 :moves into the tl and waits for the others to 
join him:
T L Lost: 	Muerta>+XO+ Aye Sir.  ::picks up a medical kit and heads off 
to
the Talon, really irritated with Resork now::
CaptFyrstk: 	[SCI] Ensign Hamza, see if you can a good reading on 
the
survivors on that ship.
RomnHaas: 	<OPS>  ::Gets in the TL::
GwenivereMarqusa: 	::enters the TL::
Ens Ratchet: 	<CSCI>[CO] Yes sir ::starts to work on scanners to 
find
life signs as ordered::
CmdrLanceBass: 	 :nods at both officers: DECK 10 Main shuttle bay.
CaptFyrstk: 	::Science scanner pick up the life forms  enough to know 
that
they do not havemuch time left::
CaptFyrstk: 	::Oxygen levels are extremely low::
T L Lost: 	Muerta>::arrives in the main shuttle bay and looks around,
spotting the security team, moves over to them and waits for the 
others::
CmdrLanceBass: 	 :holds on as the lift takes thim from one end of 
the
ship to another and then opens near the shuttle bay:  Ready 
to take
a trip. :jogs out of the lift and heads to the sb.
RomnHaas: 	<OPS>[XO] You w-want me to pilot the runabout, sir?
Ens Ratchet: 	<CSCI>[CO] Sir life signs are fading as is life 
support
and they are loosing Oxygen
RomnHaas: 	<OPS>::jogs alongside the XO::
GwenivereMarqusa: 	::moves out of the TL and follows the XO::
CaptFyrstk: 	[CSCI] Transfer any readings you get to the Talon.
CmdrLanceBass: 	  Yeah Rommie, you can pilot, I will copilot, 
Gwen,
you got tac and sensors. :enters the sb and heads for the Talon.
CmdrLanceBass: 	:
CaptFyrstk: 	PAUSE SIM
T L Lost: 	::paused::
CmdrLanceBass: 	ATTENTION ON DECK!!!!!
GwenivereMarqusa: 	::AA::
Ens Ratchet: 	::AA::
Lt Jeff Dawson: 	:AA:
T L Lost: 	::AA::
CmdrLanceBass: 	:AA:
RomnHaas: 	::AA::
CaptFyrstk: 	I thought this migt be just a one simmer story, but this 
is a
good spot to stop.
CaptFyrstk: 	The time period from this wek til next will be just enough 
to
get the runabout over to the ship in trouble, so if you want to do logs 
about
going over, you can do that
CaptFyrstk: 	In fact that would be a good log TO do.
CaptFyrstk: 	We will get into the rescue next week.
CmdrLanceBass: 	How come I get the feeling that he is trying to get us 
to
write logs?
CmdrLanceBass: 	;-)
CaptFyrstk: 	Hmmmm Now...simmer of the week....
Ens Ratchet: 	I am not on the runabout
CaptFyrstk: 	Yes, but you can do alog about trouble with getting good 
senso