Post by Captain C.J. Dallas on Jun 8, 2010 21:54:29 GMT -5
MoonshadowsToNEN: State Post, rank and name for the record please
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO> Lt Elvi Pierce
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC-Lt Angelaine Kitona
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO / CSCI> Lt. COmdr. Moonshadows to Ennien
CJ Dallas59: CO>Capt CJ Dallas
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > Lt Greg Anderson
MoonshadowsToNEN: Crew present or accounted for sir
MoonshadowsToNEN: ::Tail thumps deck::
CJ Dallas59: CO>Very good, Commander.
AGrugan: CSEC>: Ensign Colleen murphy
AGrugan: ::AA::
CJ Dallas59: MB*** We are currently Running patrol and survey of sector 023. We will be toung routing patrols and long range scans. All crew are at stations.
CJ Dallas59: ***Begin***
Dr Elvi Pierce: :: having just finished her regular karate practice, is in her quarters for a quick shower and change::
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > ::holds the ship stead on current course, watching sensors for any obstacles::
Lt Greg Anderson: steady*
Angelaine Kitona: Nav/Tac-"On course, Captain."
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>::Standing, tail waving slowly... eyes on her scanner screen:: FO>+T+All> First officer to crew... report status for hourly log entry
Lt Greg Anderson: ( anyone have trouble reading this font? )
Dr Elvi Pierce: (not I)
CJ Dallas59: (A little)
CJ Dallas59: ( but I'll live)
Lt Greg Anderson: ( lol )
MoonshadowsToNEN: ((NO problem))
CJ Dallas59: CO>FO> Status report.
AGrugan: CSEC>: Sips her coffee as she sends her men on Patrol
Angelaine Kitona: (not here)
OnlineHost: “Laughalot1234567” has entered the room.
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO> +T+ Moonshadows> Hello Commander, I'm just about to begin my shift. I haven't had any word of new patients in our sickbay
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > CO > Navigational sensors are clear, on course for parts unknown, captain
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>CO>Sir... according to my status board... sick bay is manned.... helm reports all is well... waiting on other departments
AGrugan: CSEC>:Security is Nominal. All is well.
Dr Elvi Pierce: ::finishes her ablutions and quickly dons a fresh uniform then leaves for Sickbay::
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC-"All green here."
CJ Dallas59: CO>HELM>Not quite unknown, just at the fringes of exp-lored territory. A lot of trading takes place out in these parts. Piracy too.
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>CO>All stations report green... Science and all labs report in action and secure sir
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > CO > Aye, sir. The parts unknown will come later, I imagine ::chuckles::
CJ Dallas59: ****Long range scans are picking up a small vessel at warp five****
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO>::arrives in Sickbay and takes a quick survey of the area:: ::spies Nurse Vel:: Nurse>Anything to report?
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO / CSCI> Contact... contact... bearing 037 Mk II... range extreme, seems to be a small ship, on course 271 Mk IV sir
Dr Elvi Pierce: Nurse>CMO> We had an Junior Assistant Engineer show up with a minor plasma burn but I treated him and he returned to duty.
Angelaine Kitona: NAV>"Ready to change course to intercept, Sir."
Laughalot1234567: COM> ::Lt. Morales is at her station.::
CJ Dallas59: CO>FO> And it's moving pretty fast for a ship that size. >NAV> Proceed.
Angelaine Kitona: NAV>"Changing course to intercept, now."
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>CO>Configuration does not match anything in the data base sir... we ARE at extreme range, however
CJ Dallas59: CO>COM> Open hailing frequencies, Lt Morales.
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO>Nurse> Hmmm..make sure the Chief Engineer is advised of that injury. They take safety quite seriously and log all incidents.
Laughalot1234567: COM> CO> Hailing frequencies open. ::presses the appropriate buttons.::
Lt Greg Anderson: ( isn't changing course Helm's duty? )
CJ Dallas59: (yes)
Dr Elvi Pierce: Nurse>CMO> Already done ma'am. ::smiles and goes back to her busywork::
CJ Dallas59: ***Scans now show the the ship is running hot***
CJ Dallas59: *that
Lt Greg Anderson: ( *rubs his toes..* )
Angelaine Kitona: NAV>"Reading power build up coming from the vessel, possible weapons."
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO> ::feels fortunate her nurse is so efficient:: ::goes into her office and sits::
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>::Runs a spherical scan of surrounding space::CO> The rest of space is clear sir... only the one contact... engines are running on slight oveload, possible weapons signature
AGrugan: CSEC>=T+>CO>: Captain, scanners are showing that ship is running hot
Laughalot1234567: COM> ::Monitors communications frequencies::
CJ Dallas59: CO>CSEC> Ens call a security alert. Have your men on standby.
CJ Dallas59: CO>::Hits his chair com panel.::>To the unidentified ship, your engines appear to be running hot. if you don'e slow down, a core breach is imminent. This is the USS Detroyat. Respnd!
AGrugan: CSEC>CO>: Aye, sir.
MoonshadowsToNEN: CSCI>::She cuts astronomical sensors into action, trying to get a look at the small ship::
CJ Dallas59: ***A text messge comes back saying: "Help"***
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Still running hot, not even slowing down."
AGrugan: CSEC>:Calls a security alert. puts her men on standby
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > ::brings up evasive programs should they be necessary::
Laughalot1234567: COM> CO> Sir, we have an incoming message, text only. It says 'help'
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO / CSCI>CO> Unidentifed ship not slowing sir... she is maintaining course and speed... resolution imporves as we close sir!
CJ Dallas59: CO>COM> Help? ::Loks over to FO::>FO>Get me a configuration on that ship.
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > CO > Sir, I would suggest moving t starboard or port in case that ship is unable to stop
Lt Greg Anderson: * to
CJ Dallas59: CO>HELM> PRoceed.
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>CO> Querying IFF sir... as we close I get better resolution on viewer... ship seems to be a light frieghter... armed... something familiar about her shape sir
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Sir, I'm reading a build up of energy in their warp chamber. breech seems imminent."
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > CO > Yes, sir ::taps a couple commands, Destroyat drifts to starboard, to avoid a possible collision::
Laughalot1234567: COM> CO> Maybe they're not capable of using audio or video communications, or maybe it's someone trying not to draw attention to themselves?
CJ Dallas59: CO>FO> Something is Indeed familiar about it. Too familiar. Can only mena one thing....
CJ Dallas59: CO>FO> Sound Red Alert.
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>CO> Data base is narrowing search sir...
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>;;keeps eye on course of both ships, making sure they don't get too close together;;
CJ Dallas59: CO>NAV> Weapons onlne. Full power to shields.
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>CO>"Keeping at extreme range, Sir."
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Shields full power, Captain, weapons online and ready."
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>CO> She is close enough to switch to long range sensors sir... I c an almost read her name
CJ Dallas59: CO>FO> We have to get the Pilot off of there! Lock Transporters. Prepare to lower shelds, then raise them immediately.
Laughalot1234567: COM> ::goes back to monitoring frequencies now that they are at red alert::
Dr Elvi Pierce: ::hears red alert klaxon and goes back into main sickbay to prepare for possible casualties::
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Transporter room ready for emergency beam out, Sir."
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>::Taps into transporter controls... scans the small ship::CO> I... trouble locking on.... I.... have him sir! Ready tor transport, drop shields!
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Ready to lower shields on your command."
CJ Dallas59: CO>FO,Nav>Go!
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > CO > if their warp core is going critical, we'll need to botl as soon as we have him
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Shields down."
CJ Dallas59: ***The pilot of the small vessel is beamed off onto Detroyat. Scanners now show.....*****
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>::SHe poises her finger over the SPARKLE button, punches it::CO> transport begun, buffers have him... transport complete sir! We can raise shields
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Passanger on board, shield now at full power."
CJ Dallas59: ***Klingon Battlecruiser Decloaking*****
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>;;swears in an unknown language;;
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > ::swears as the battle cruiser decloaked::
AGrugan: CSEC>:>CO>:Captain, we have motre company!! A Klingon Battle Cruiser!!
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Klingon battlecruiser decloaking on starbord, Sir."
CJ Dallas59: CO>HELM>Evasive! Move! >AL Brace for incoming!
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO> I have a K'Tanga close aboard! ::Tail whacks deck:: he is hot sir... locking scanners on targeting computer!
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > CO > Moving sir ::quickly taps his controls, jumping to warp::
Angelaine Kitona: NAV?TAC>"Beginning evasive manuvers, Captain."
CJ Dallas59: CO>CMO> Dr would you go to the TR and check on.......My Grandfather?
Angelaine Kitona: ;;looks quickly at the Captain;;
Lt Greg Anderson: ( Anelaine, my toes are getting tather sore.. )
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO>+T+CO> On my way! ::grabs a medikit and hurries to the turbolift::
Lt Greg Anderson: *rather
Angelaine Kitona: (sorry.)
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO> ::rushes into the transporter room:::
CJ Dallas59: ***The Battle cruiser is firing disruptors****
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>CO>TAC> He is locking targeting scanners on us... firing!
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>+T+ AL LSHIP> Brace for impact!
Angelaine Kitona: ;;punches a few buttons;; "Shields at full Sir."
CJ Dallas59: ***The ship shakes, some panels go fizzz.....***
AGrugan: CSEC>: Sends her men to areas of the ship vunerable to boarding. If any Klingon shows his ugly mug on tyhis sip, blast firast and ask quest...ooof!! She crahses intot he wall shoulder first.
CJ Dallas59: CO>HELM>Bring us about. >NAV/TAC> Torpedoes ready!
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > ::grumbles and curses, shields his eyes as his console begins to spark::
AGrugan: ((I'm assuming where in the era where we're still beefing with the klingons__
Dr Elvi Pierce: ::grabs onto the transporter console to steady herself::
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"All weapons systems show hot, Sir. Ready to fire on your command."
Laughalot1234567: COM> ::Her panel flickers, disrupting the translation program she was running.::
OnlineHost: “Cyrano Jones III” has entered the room.
AGrugan: CSEC>: Grabs her shoulder. Ow..ah..Dang!!!
Cyrano Jones III: ::Falls in the TR::
MoonshadowsToNEN: ::She shakes her fingers, spits and hisses:: Science panel resetting... I have sensors! ::A smell of burned fur fills the room::
CJ Dallas59: CO>NAV>Target and return fire!
Lt Greg Anderson: ( we are, yes )
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO> ::rushes to the fallen mans side:: Jones> Are you okay sir? ::quickly checks for obvious injury::
Angelaine Kitona: ;;puses buttons and watches in satisfaction as a full spread of photon torpedoes speed to the Klingon ship;;
AGrugan: CSEC> Rubs her shoulder. Uh-oh. I think I better go to sickbay when thisis over.
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Torpedoes away, Sir, full spread."
Cyrano Jones III: ::Looks at the Dr.:: Ok? And who would be after gazing upon such a figure of loveliness as yourself, My dear! Cyrano Jones at your service.
Cyrano Jones III: *wouldn't
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>CO>Running internal scans... damage minimal Captain... engineering is on it!
AGrugan: CSEC>: Hears who their guest is. Awww nuts!! I hope he didn't bring any tribbles. I'm allergic to those little buggers.
CJ Dallas59: ***The Klingon is hit, and is moving off to to get some room to come about. She has some sheild damage.****
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO> ::offers Cyrano Jones a hand up and laughs:: Maybe I should scan your head to be sure you're not seeing things sir.
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Showing some shield damage to the Klingon vessel. She's trying to come about."
Cyrano Jones III: NOnesence! I perfectly cognizant of my situation. Er, Where am I?
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO> ::breaks out the medical scanner and does in fact scan him:: Pleased to meet you, I'm Dr Pierce. You're aboard the Detroyat sir.
Cyrano Jones III: The Detroyat! I believe I may know your Captain! ::Grins::
AGrugan: CSEC>: Has her assitant take over as her shoulder is too achy for her to ignore it. Keep an eye out for those mangy Klingons. I gotta go to Sicbay. I think I busted my shoulder.
CJ Dallas59: CO>FO> He's waiting, trying to bide time. I wager two more D-7's are on the way.
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO> Jones> Yes sir, he mentioned that. Can I escort you sickbay until we're out of red alert?
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>::Locks short range scanners into targeting computer:: TAC>shields on Klingon weak just aft of control sectlon, and above port nacelle!
AGrugan: CSEC>:Knows she may run into Jones, but decides that if he stays out of her way, she'll stay out of his, unless he gives her reason to slam him into the brig.
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO> *to sickbay
AGrugan: CSEC>: Approaches thje sSickBay dioor.
Angelaine Kitona: ;;programs targeting scanners;; "Ready to fire on your order, Captain."
CJ Dallas59: CO>NAV>Get ready. >HELM Prepare to move as soon as we fire. He's showing his weak area, he wants us to attack. when we do, the other two will show up.
Angelaine Kitona: ((btw, did Cyrano's ship ever blow up?))
CJ Dallas59: (Yes. Sorry forgot)
Angelaine Kitona: ((ok, ty))
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>CO> Suggest we do not play three to one games sir... we should move off, I do not care what the Klingons think of your "formal dances"
Angelaine Kitona: ;;smiles evilly;; "Captain, I can program one of the phasers to surgically cut off the port nacelle."
CJ Dallas59: ((Take noite. At this point. Only Angelaine knows that Dallas is really Cyrano Jones' Grandson))
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO :: this time offers Jones her arm to take so she can get him to sickbay and safe for now::
Dr Elvi Pierce: (( you told the dr ))
Angelaine Kitona: ((sorry, should have put that in a private im))
Cyrano Jones III: ::Takes her arm:: You have a delightful bedside manner, Doctor. They have a bar on the ship, right?
CJ Dallas59: ****Last lines****
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO :: escorts him out:: I honestly don't know, I'm rather new. But I can get you some nice Vulcan tea in my office.
CJ Dallas59: ***2 more Cruisers appear now, just as Dallas suspected****
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>::Searching for deBroglie waves of other ships.... ships decloaking! Terror class, two sir!
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Torpedoes ready to fire, Sir, Phasers fully charged."
CJ Dallas59: **The Klingon ship is Hailing****
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > CO > helm ready to warp us out of here, sir
Angelaine Kitona: ;;looks at main viewer, wondering what they want now.;;
CJ Dallas59: CO>FO> On Viewer
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>::Mutters at the curled, blackend fur on the back of her fingers::
AGrugan: CSEC>:Enters Sickbay after knocking. Hey, Doc? Are you busy?
CJ Dallas59: ***The image fills the screen****
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO> :: arrives at sickbay with Jones in tow right after Murphy::
CJ Dallas59: KCO+T+CO> This is Commander Kolath. I have no quarrel with you, all we ask is that you turn the smuggler and theif Cyrano jones over to us!
CJ Dallas59: ***Pause****
Dr Elvi Pierce: ::AA::
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO> Lt Elvi Pierce
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC-Lt Angelaine Kitona
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO / CSCI> Lt. COmdr. Moonshadows to Ennien
CJ Dallas59: CO>Capt CJ Dallas
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > Lt Greg Anderson
MoonshadowsToNEN: Crew present or accounted for sir
MoonshadowsToNEN: ::Tail thumps deck::
CJ Dallas59: CO>Very good, Commander.
AGrugan: CSEC>: Ensign Colleen murphy
AGrugan: ::AA::
CJ Dallas59: MB*** We are currently Running patrol and survey of sector 023. We will be toung routing patrols and long range scans. All crew are at stations.
CJ Dallas59: ***Begin***
Dr Elvi Pierce: :: having just finished her regular karate practice, is in her quarters for a quick shower and change::
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > ::holds the ship stead on current course, watching sensors for any obstacles::
Lt Greg Anderson: steady*
Angelaine Kitona: Nav/Tac-"On course, Captain."
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>::Standing, tail waving slowly... eyes on her scanner screen:: FO>+T+All> First officer to crew... report status for hourly log entry
Lt Greg Anderson: ( anyone have trouble reading this font? )
Dr Elvi Pierce: (not I)
CJ Dallas59: (A little)
CJ Dallas59: ( but I'll live)
Lt Greg Anderson: ( lol )
MoonshadowsToNEN: ((NO problem))
CJ Dallas59: CO>FO> Status report.
AGrugan: CSEC>: Sips her coffee as she sends her men on Patrol
Angelaine Kitona: (not here)
OnlineHost: “Laughalot1234567” has entered the room.
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO> +T+ Moonshadows> Hello Commander, I'm just about to begin my shift. I haven't had any word of new patients in our sickbay
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > CO > Navigational sensors are clear, on course for parts unknown, captain
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>CO>Sir... according to my status board... sick bay is manned.... helm reports all is well... waiting on other departments
AGrugan: CSEC>:Security is Nominal. All is well.
Dr Elvi Pierce: ::finishes her ablutions and quickly dons a fresh uniform then leaves for Sickbay::
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC-"All green here."
CJ Dallas59: CO>HELM>Not quite unknown, just at the fringes of exp-lored territory. A lot of trading takes place out in these parts. Piracy too.
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>CO>All stations report green... Science and all labs report in action and secure sir
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > CO > Aye, sir. The parts unknown will come later, I imagine ::chuckles::
CJ Dallas59: ****Long range scans are picking up a small vessel at warp five****
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO>::arrives in Sickbay and takes a quick survey of the area:: ::spies Nurse Vel:: Nurse>Anything to report?
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO / CSCI> Contact... contact... bearing 037 Mk II... range extreme, seems to be a small ship, on course 271 Mk IV sir
Dr Elvi Pierce: Nurse>CMO> We had an Junior Assistant Engineer show up with a minor plasma burn but I treated him and he returned to duty.
Angelaine Kitona: NAV>"Ready to change course to intercept, Sir."
Laughalot1234567: COM> ::Lt. Morales is at her station.::
CJ Dallas59: CO>FO> And it's moving pretty fast for a ship that size. >NAV> Proceed.
Angelaine Kitona: NAV>"Changing course to intercept, now."
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>CO>Configuration does not match anything in the data base sir... we ARE at extreme range, however
CJ Dallas59: CO>COM> Open hailing frequencies, Lt Morales.
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO>Nurse> Hmmm..make sure the Chief Engineer is advised of that injury. They take safety quite seriously and log all incidents.
Laughalot1234567: COM> CO> Hailing frequencies open. ::presses the appropriate buttons.::
Lt Greg Anderson: ( isn't changing course Helm's duty? )
CJ Dallas59: (yes)
Dr Elvi Pierce: Nurse>CMO> Already done ma'am. ::smiles and goes back to her busywork::
CJ Dallas59: ***Scans now show the the ship is running hot***
CJ Dallas59: *that
Lt Greg Anderson: ( *rubs his toes..* )
Angelaine Kitona: NAV>"Reading power build up coming from the vessel, possible weapons."
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO> ::feels fortunate her nurse is so efficient:: ::goes into her office and sits::
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>::Runs a spherical scan of surrounding space::CO> The rest of space is clear sir... only the one contact... engines are running on slight oveload, possible weapons signature
AGrugan: CSEC>=T+>CO>: Captain, scanners are showing that ship is running hot
Laughalot1234567: COM> ::Monitors communications frequencies::
CJ Dallas59: CO>CSEC> Ens call a security alert. Have your men on standby.
CJ Dallas59: CO>::Hits his chair com panel.::>To the unidentified ship, your engines appear to be running hot. if you don'e slow down, a core breach is imminent. This is the USS Detroyat. Respnd!
AGrugan: CSEC>CO>: Aye, sir.
MoonshadowsToNEN: CSCI>::She cuts astronomical sensors into action, trying to get a look at the small ship::
CJ Dallas59: ***A text messge comes back saying: "Help"***
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Still running hot, not even slowing down."
AGrugan: CSEC>:Calls a security alert. puts her men on standby
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > ::brings up evasive programs should they be necessary::
Laughalot1234567: COM> CO> Sir, we have an incoming message, text only. It says 'help'
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO / CSCI>CO> Unidentifed ship not slowing sir... she is maintaining course and speed... resolution imporves as we close sir!
CJ Dallas59: CO>COM> Help? ::Loks over to FO::>FO>Get me a configuration on that ship.
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > CO > Sir, I would suggest moving t starboard or port in case that ship is unable to stop
Lt Greg Anderson: * to
CJ Dallas59: CO>HELM> PRoceed.
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>CO> Querying IFF sir... as we close I get better resolution on viewer... ship seems to be a light frieghter... armed... something familiar about her shape sir
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Sir, I'm reading a build up of energy in their warp chamber. breech seems imminent."
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > CO > Yes, sir ::taps a couple commands, Destroyat drifts to starboard, to avoid a possible collision::
Laughalot1234567: COM> CO> Maybe they're not capable of using audio or video communications, or maybe it's someone trying not to draw attention to themselves?
CJ Dallas59: CO>FO> Something is Indeed familiar about it. Too familiar. Can only mena one thing....
CJ Dallas59: CO>FO> Sound Red Alert.
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>CO> Data base is narrowing search sir...
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>;;keeps eye on course of both ships, making sure they don't get too close together;;
CJ Dallas59: CO>NAV> Weapons onlne. Full power to shields.
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>CO>"Keeping at extreme range, Sir."
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Shields full power, Captain, weapons online and ready."
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>CO> She is close enough to switch to long range sensors sir... I c an almost read her name
CJ Dallas59: CO>FO> We have to get the Pilot off of there! Lock Transporters. Prepare to lower shelds, then raise them immediately.
Laughalot1234567: COM> ::goes back to monitoring frequencies now that they are at red alert::
Dr Elvi Pierce: ::hears red alert klaxon and goes back into main sickbay to prepare for possible casualties::
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Transporter room ready for emergency beam out, Sir."
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>::Taps into transporter controls... scans the small ship::CO> I... trouble locking on.... I.... have him sir! Ready tor transport, drop shields!
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Ready to lower shields on your command."
CJ Dallas59: CO>FO,Nav>Go!
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > CO > if their warp core is going critical, we'll need to botl as soon as we have him
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Shields down."
CJ Dallas59: ***The pilot of the small vessel is beamed off onto Detroyat. Scanners now show.....*****
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>::SHe poises her finger over the SPARKLE button, punches it::CO> transport begun, buffers have him... transport complete sir! We can raise shields
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Passanger on board, shield now at full power."
CJ Dallas59: ***Klingon Battlecruiser Decloaking*****
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>;;swears in an unknown language;;
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > ::swears as the battle cruiser decloaked::
AGrugan: CSEC>:>CO>:Captain, we have motre company!! A Klingon Battle Cruiser!!
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Klingon battlecruiser decloaking on starbord, Sir."
CJ Dallas59: CO>HELM>Evasive! Move! >AL Brace for incoming!
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO> I have a K'Tanga close aboard! ::Tail whacks deck:: he is hot sir... locking scanners on targeting computer!
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > CO > Moving sir ::quickly taps his controls, jumping to warp::
Angelaine Kitona: NAV?TAC>"Beginning evasive manuvers, Captain."
CJ Dallas59: CO>CMO> Dr would you go to the TR and check on.......My Grandfather?
Angelaine Kitona: ;;looks quickly at the Captain;;
Lt Greg Anderson: ( Anelaine, my toes are getting tather sore.. )
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO>+T+CO> On my way! ::grabs a medikit and hurries to the turbolift::
Lt Greg Anderson: *rather
Angelaine Kitona: (sorry.)
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO> ::rushes into the transporter room:::
CJ Dallas59: ***The Battle cruiser is firing disruptors****
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>CO>TAC> He is locking targeting scanners on us... firing!
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>+T+ AL LSHIP> Brace for impact!
Angelaine Kitona: ;;punches a few buttons;; "Shields at full Sir."
CJ Dallas59: ***The ship shakes, some panels go fizzz.....***
AGrugan: CSEC>: Sends her men to areas of the ship vunerable to boarding. If any Klingon shows his ugly mug on tyhis sip, blast firast and ask quest...ooof!! She crahses intot he wall shoulder first.
CJ Dallas59: CO>HELM>Bring us about. >NAV/TAC> Torpedoes ready!
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > ::grumbles and curses, shields his eyes as his console begins to spark::
AGrugan: ((I'm assuming where in the era where we're still beefing with the klingons__
Dr Elvi Pierce: ::grabs onto the transporter console to steady herself::
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"All weapons systems show hot, Sir. Ready to fire on your command."
Laughalot1234567: COM> ::Her panel flickers, disrupting the translation program she was running.::
OnlineHost: “Cyrano Jones III” has entered the room.
AGrugan: CSEC>: Grabs her shoulder. Ow..ah..Dang!!!
Cyrano Jones III: ::Falls in the TR::
MoonshadowsToNEN: ::She shakes her fingers, spits and hisses:: Science panel resetting... I have sensors! ::A smell of burned fur fills the room::
CJ Dallas59: CO>NAV>Target and return fire!
Lt Greg Anderson: ( we are, yes )
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO> ::rushes to the fallen mans side:: Jones> Are you okay sir? ::quickly checks for obvious injury::
Angelaine Kitona: ;;puses buttons and watches in satisfaction as a full spread of photon torpedoes speed to the Klingon ship;;
AGrugan: CSEC> Rubs her shoulder. Uh-oh. I think I better go to sickbay when thisis over.
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Torpedoes away, Sir, full spread."
Cyrano Jones III: ::Looks at the Dr.:: Ok? And who would be after gazing upon such a figure of loveliness as yourself, My dear! Cyrano Jones at your service.
Cyrano Jones III: *wouldn't
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>CO>Running internal scans... damage minimal Captain... engineering is on it!
AGrugan: CSEC>: Hears who their guest is. Awww nuts!! I hope he didn't bring any tribbles. I'm allergic to those little buggers.
CJ Dallas59: ***The Klingon is hit, and is moving off to to get some room to come about. She has some sheild damage.****
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO> ::offers Cyrano Jones a hand up and laughs:: Maybe I should scan your head to be sure you're not seeing things sir.
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Showing some shield damage to the Klingon vessel. She's trying to come about."
Cyrano Jones III: NOnesence! I perfectly cognizant of my situation. Er, Where am I?
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO> ::breaks out the medical scanner and does in fact scan him:: Pleased to meet you, I'm Dr Pierce. You're aboard the Detroyat sir.
Cyrano Jones III: The Detroyat! I believe I may know your Captain! ::Grins::
AGrugan: CSEC>: Has her assitant take over as her shoulder is too achy for her to ignore it. Keep an eye out for those mangy Klingons. I gotta go to Sicbay. I think I busted my shoulder.
CJ Dallas59: CO>FO> He's waiting, trying to bide time. I wager two more D-7's are on the way.
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO> Jones> Yes sir, he mentioned that. Can I escort you sickbay until we're out of red alert?
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>::Locks short range scanners into targeting computer:: TAC>shields on Klingon weak just aft of control sectlon, and above port nacelle!
AGrugan: CSEC>:Knows she may run into Jones, but decides that if he stays out of her way, she'll stay out of his, unless he gives her reason to slam him into the brig.
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO> *to sickbay
AGrugan: CSEC>: Approaches thje sSickBay dioor.
Angelaine Kitona: ;;programs targeting scanners;; "Ready to fire on your order, Captain."
CJ Dallas59: CO>NAV>Get ready. >HELM Prepare to move as soon as we fire. He's showing his weak area, he wants us to attack. when we do, the other two will show up.
Angelaine Kitona: ((btw, did Cyrano's ship ever blow up?))
CJ Dallas59: (Yes. Sorry forgot)
Angelaine Kitona: ((ok, ty))
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>CO> Suggest we do not play three to one games sir... we should move off, I do not care what the Klingons think of your "formal dances"
Angelaine Kitona: ;;smiles evilly;; "Captain, I can program one of the phasers to surgically cut off the port nacelle."
CJ Dallas59: ((Take noite. At this point. Only Angelaine knows that Dallas is really Cyrano Jones' Grandson))
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO :: this time offers Jones her arm to take so she can get him to sickbay and safe for now::
Dr Elvi Pierce: (( you told the dr ))
Angelaine Kitona: ((sorry, should have put that in a private im))
Cyrano Jones III: ::Takes her arm:: You have a delightful bedside manner, Doctor. They have a bar on the ship, right?
CJ Dallas59: ****Last lines****
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO :: escorts him out:: I honestly don't know, I'm rather new. But I can get you some nice Vulcan tea in my office.
CJ Dallas59: ***2 more Cruisers appear now, just as Dallas suspected****
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>::Searching for deBroglie waves of other ships.... ships decloaking! Terror class, two sir!
Angelaine Kitona: NAV/TAC>"Torpedoes ready to fire, Sir, Phasers fully charged."
CJ Dallas59: **The Klingon ship is Hailing****
Lt Greg Anderson: Helm > CO > helm ready to warp us out of here, sir
Angelaine Kitona: ;;looks at main viewer, wondering what they want now.;;
CJ Dallas59: CO>FO> On Viewer
MoonshadowsToNEN: FO>::Mutters at the curled, blackend fur on the back of her fingers::
AGrugan: CSEC>:Enters Sickbay after knocking. Hey, Doc? Are you busy?
CJ Dallas59: ***The image fills the screen****
Dr Elvi Pierce: CMO> :: arrives at sickbay with Jones in tow right after Murphy::
CJ Dallas59: KCO+T+CO> This is Commander Kolath. I have no quarrel with you, all we ask is that you turn the smuggler and theif Cyrano jones over to us!
CJ Dallas59: ***Pause****
Dr Elvi Pierce: ::AA::