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| USS Gemini StarDate: 240204.20 |
| Star Trek: Gemini "HOLOSIM" |
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| Sim Log: 240204.20 |
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|---------------------------=Briefing=------------------------------|
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> ATTENTION ON DECK!
| <@EnsSelak> ::aa::
| <@Lt-^KorrdX^> ::ATTN::
| <@+Cdt-Hikaru_Sulu> :attn::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::ATTN::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::attn::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> The crew is at attention(For the most part), Sir!
:attn:
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Ok crew, we got alittle mystery that we must solve. Recently
we have been losing contact from several outposts and colony`s along the
Caradassian Neutral Zone. We believe at the moment that the Cardassians are
involved in this but we have to be sure. We are to be warping towards to
Cardassian Neutral zone to investigate whats going on.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Any questions?
| <@+Cdt-Hikaru_Sulu> no sir
| <@EnsSelak> No, sir.
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> oooooh
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> none here, sir
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> <<can i play?>>
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> < Of course >
| <@EnsSharpe> ::raises hand::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Sharpe?
| <@EnsSharpe> When I'm not needed in a fighter, can I fill in at helm
again?
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> < Positions will be as listed on roster, Save myself
will be taking AXO, Kirk ACO , k? >
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Yes
| <@EnsSharpe> ::nods:: Understood, sir.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Anymore questions can be messaged to me
|--------------------------=Begin Sim=------------------------------|
| *** npsX sets mode: +v moo
| *** ChanServ sets mode: +o moo
| <@North-Point-Station> [moo] =/\= Lieutenant ^KorrdX^ - Chief Medical
Officer - USS Gemini =/\
| <@EnsSelak> ::in Sickbay::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::enters the shuttle bay:: I haven't flown the old Scorpio in
a while...
| *** moo is now known as Lt-^KorrdX^
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Walks out of the Ready Room and takes a seat in the
captains chair. He looks to CmdrThrawn:: Please have all stations report in.
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> :is on flight desk, looking over the lot of fighters,
but the lack of pilots:
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> M> ::smiles at Selak:: Hello there
| <@EnsSelak> M>::smiles back:: Hello, sir.
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>Looking over the duty rosters::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> M> hello, how are you today, Liz?
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Blinks and realizes hes talking to air:: errr.. +Taps+ All
stations report
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>::yawns its been a sleepless night...if you can
call the third shift night::
| <@EnsSelak> M> Good, sir. And you?
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>::words slurred, but tone crisp::+taps+Security on
diuty and ready to go sir...!
| <@EnsSharpe> ::suddenly remembers that the Gemini has a squadron leader
and hurries up to the flight deck::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> M> I am fine
| <@EnsSharpe> ::spots CmdrThrawn and walks up to him:: Ensign Sharpe
reporting for duty, Commander.
| *** npsX sets mode: +v Thompson
| *** Thompson is now known as ObsThompson
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> < Semi afk >
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> M> remember my friends Jasmin and Sha`mer, Liz?
| <@EnsSharpe> <oh>
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ACTION> The Gemini drops warp and goes to impulse, slowly
passing by a space outpost, which seems to be derelict.
| <@EnsSelak> M> Kind of...::frowns, trying to remember::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>::waves an officer over::Mark...we've got to get
things going....the department has been slow since Ive been down here.
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> :turns on his heals, nearly startled out of his skin:
Say that again..?
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Peers out at the view screen:: Hmmm, Science please scan
the outpost, I want to know everything possible about it.
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>::a tall rather muscular younger officer slowly
makes his way over with a gift of coffee::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::raises eyebrow:: Ensign Sharpe, reporting for duty sir.
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Mark>S>Here, this might help::hands me the mug::Hope
its not too much whipped cream, ma'am
| *** npsX sets mode: +v Kody
| *** ChanServ sets mode: +o Kody
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> [22:52:15] Going Away [Currently away SIMMING! QUIT
BOTHERING ME!]
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>::flustered::Thank you{{Trying to get on my good
side won't make it officer....I'm not the ordinary...}}
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Science> Aye sir ::Scans the outpost. Several moments later
he gets all the readings and transfers it to Kirk's console.::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> <<annoying bastards>>
| *** Kody is now known as CmdrHencz
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> M> well Selak, the other day I got into a food fight with
Jasmin
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Hmmm ::Reads over his arm console::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Mark>I know what you mean about the department...It's
all the new recruits from the academy, ma'am...we got more than our share
this time, I'm afraid.
| <@EnsSelak> M>::shakes head slightly:: Tiy almost seem to have a kncack
for finding trouble, sir...
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> M> ::smiles:: We almost got in trouble with the station
owner
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>{{It's all of us...too few drills}}
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>Perhaps that is part of the problem
| <@EnsSharpe> ::clears throat and looks around after observing Thrawn's
lack of response:: <<heh heh>>
| <@+CmdrHencz> RR> ::Mumbles:: Mom I don't want to go to Starfleet Acad..
::sits up quickly, and looks at the chrono on the wall:: Dammint! ::Rolls
out of the bed, slips on his uniform top and runs a hand through his hair::
I'll have someones head for not waking me up. ::looks himself over in the
mirror, then slowly walks out onto the bridge, hands clasped behind his
back::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>{{And my inexperience...but that will soon change}}
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Hrmmm. Duty
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Looks over to ops:: The station's life support is still
active, can we transport a team over to investigate?
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> :strokes chin: I'm affraid there isn't much of duty
going on here..
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Ops> Negative sir. Transporters are offline for heave
maintanence.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Nods:: I see..
| <@EnsSharpe> ::looks around and nods:: Yeah, you're probably right, sir.
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::Walks out and over near the captains chair, observing
everyone in action::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> +taps+ LtCmdr Kirk to Cmdr Thrawn, please assemble a team,
and use a shuttle to land on the outpose and investigate.
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> M> You should have seen how messy we got, Liz
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Quickly jumps from the Captains chair and lands in the
Executive chair::
| <@EnsSelak> M> I'm not sure I would've wanted to, sir.
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> +Taps+ Hrmm.. Aye Aye, Sir!
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> M> ::smiles::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Sharpe? You ready for duty? :grins, and winks:
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::grins at the commander, and slowly takes his seat:: Status
report, Commander?
| <@EnsSharpe> ::smiles slightly:: I thought you'd never ask, sir.
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> :grinz: Lets goto the Shuttle bay... :lets the Ens
lead:
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Where dead in space...::Coughs:: I mean, we've just located
a derelict federation outpost along the cardassian border, I'm sending a
team in by shuttle to investigate, transporters are offline for maintanence.
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::mutters somthing about staying up to late playing poker
with Thrawn:: Ah. Any sign of cardassian ships, or anyone else for that
matter?
| <@EnsSharpe> ::takes the lift down with Thrawn following and walks onto
the floor of the shuttle bay::
| *** npsX sets mode: +v Cdt-Hikaru_Sulu
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Shakes his head:: Non reported sir
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> +Taps+ Thrawn to Lt Jacobsen, and Lt Korrd. Please
meet us in the shuttle bay.
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>+taps+On my way...want me to bring anyone with me
sir?
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::leans back in his seat, tugging down on the uniform top
one to get the few wrinkles out:: Damage report. Anything off-line besides
the transporters?
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> +Taps+ Yourself, should be sufficient.
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>+taps+Yes, sir.
| <@EnsSharpe> ::opens door to Scorpio and turns to Cmdr Thrawn:: After you,
sir.
| <@EnsSelak> M> Goodbye, sir. I'll try to keep her safe while you're
gone... ::pats a biobed::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Gets comfy in the chair:: Though there doesn't seem to be
any signs of battle. It's odd, there is damage and debris, yet not sign of a
battle....No sir, no damage besides that
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>Mark...looks like you have the house...take care of
things...I want a home to come home to....
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> :nods: Thank you Ens... :enters the shuttle, and takes
the NON-Pilot seat, wanting to let the Ens fly, to see his passenger vessel
skills:
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Mark>S>Yes, ma'am....
| <@EnsSharpe> ::sees Thrawn leave the pilot seat open and begins to sweat a
bit::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>::opened up the cabinet and packed out a phaser
rifle and a few pacs and a larger than usual phaser::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::reluctantly sits at the pilot seat, wipes his forehead, and
begins warming up the Scorpio::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> M> ::kisses Liz`s cheek:: See yah soon ::exits and enters
TL:: Shuttle Bay
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>::smiling at the officer I headed toward the
lift::Security blanket...in case...I don;'t expect trouble, but thats when
you get it....
| <@EnsSelak> M>::blushes and goes back to work::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> :pats Sharp on the back: Don't sweat it.. I'm not
grading you. I just wanna see what you can do..
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Mark>S>Yes, ma'am
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> TL> ::feels to TL moving::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> TL>::stepped into the lift:Shuttlebay
| <@EnsSharpe> ::lets out a big breath and nods, forcing a smile:: That's
good to know, sir...
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> TL> ::smiles at Krysten:: Hello there, miss
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> TL>leaned against the wall centering myself using my
betazed triaing....what would I expect in my new job?
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::nods slowly:: Any life signs, or energy readings?
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> TL>::jumped:I hadn't even noticed you{{I'm sli[pping
already}}
| <@EnsSharpe> ::taps a few more buttons and cracks his knuckles:: Alright,
sir, we're ready to go. All we need are the passengers...
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> TL>Hello.....::catching my breath::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> TL> I`m sorry...
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> TL>No, don't be
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> {{If I used my abilities properly no one would ever
sneak up on me}}
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> TL> Its alright...
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> :nods: We are waiting on them (s) As usual.. :grinz at
sharpe: Only fighters are ontime.. always ready to die ;P
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Shakes his head:: The lights are on, but nobodys home
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> TL>::nods::
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::reaches up to lightly tap his commbadge once:: +taps+
Hencz to Commander Thrawn, is your team almost ready to go
| <@EnsSharpe> ::grins:: I'm in total agreement with you sir
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> TL>::steps out of the lift and heads toward the
shuttle bay::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> TL> ::follows behind Krysten::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> +Taps+ Aye sir, Waiting on medical, and
security...
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> *>::almost runs down the hall wanting to get
away...from everything::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::looks around in boredom and then turns to Thrawn::
So...sir, how do you like the Gemini so far?
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> *>::nearly crashes into the doors that don't open
quickly enough but passes through::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Excellent ship.. Lets just say my new home! :)
| <@+CmdrHencz> +taps+ Very well then, you may launch when ready Commander.
Good luck.
| <@EnsSharpe> Ah, yes, she is a fine ship...
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> SB> ::enters the shuttle bay::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> SB>Sorry I'm late::slings the rifle and packs over my
shoulder::...sir...
| <@EnsSharpe> ::looks outside the door and sees people running toward the
Scorpio::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> SB>::huffs slightly out of breath::{{I'll have to do
more training to really get myself into shape}}
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> +Taps+ Aye sir..
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> SB> ::looks at Krysten and whispers:: you alright there?
| <@EnsSharpe> ::turns in his seat and smiles:: Hello, Lieutenants.
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> :turns slowly: Ahhh.. Our passengers.. Please take a
seat, and fasten yer seat belt.. Also please return you seats to the upright
positions and secure your tray tables.. :grinz:
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Wathces the station from the viewscreen:: I wonder what
happened here
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> SB> might I ask where we are heeding, sir?
| <@EnsSharpe> ::lets out a small laugh:: Alright, I suppose we're ready for
take-off...
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> SB>Fine, sir...
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::shakes his head slightly:: Cardassian border.. there is a
big list of things that could have happened.
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> We are heading for the coloney outpost..
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> {{Why do they always think jokes ease the
moment?}}::feels too tense for fun puns::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> SB>::sets the rifle behiund the seat...in close
proximity and the bags next to me::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> Ens, When your ready..
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::leans forward slightly, and taps at the controls on the
arm of his chair. Setting the sensor array to start a detailed scan:: There
has to be clues out there.. ::looks back up at the screen::
| <@EnsSharpe> Aye, sir. ::informs shuttle bay controls that the Scorpio is
about leave and watches the bay doors open::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Scorpio>::closes my eyes setting out my game plan for
any contingency I might meet, wishing I had a force of at least twqo
officers::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::quietly:: Alright, here we go...
| <@EnsSharpe> ::pilots the Scorpio out of the shuttle bay and heads
straight for the outpost::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Scorpio>::being the lone security officer on an away
team always seemd a foolish move on commands part::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> {{ You think so, Lt? }}
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> {{What?}}
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> <<Scorpio>>
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::stands:: You have the bridge Commander, I'll be in my
ready room looking over the sensor reports. ::smiles, then walks off the
bridge::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> {{ You said you think its an error on my part
only bring one security officer... }}
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::blinks and looks over at him::
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> ::puts engines at full speed and relaxes in his
chair::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> I shouldnt have made that mistake, sir...it wasn't
exactly you...just...
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> <<Scorpio>>
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> :turns back to look at her: I keep it a
hidden talent.. Don't worry about it.. Myself and Shapre are fighters.. We
are your two other security personel.
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::surprised someone understood my thoughts few
could::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Action> Suddenly a squadron of about 5 cardassian looking
fighers jet out of the outpost and towards the scorpio and the gemini, not
yet within firing range, but visible. There weapons are armed and shields
are up.
| <@EnsSharpe> ::eyes widen:: Sir, I've got 5 Cardassian ships coming
straight for us!
| *** npsX sets mode: +v CmdrHencz
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> :hears his panel scream out an alarm: Uhm..
Ens, report!
| *** North-Point-Station sets mode: +o CmdrHencz
| <@LtCmdrKirk> What the hell? ::Gets up from his chair quickly::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::nods::{{Sorry, sir..being half Betazed...and....I'm
nore an engioneer than securoity...}}
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> {{ No worries, lt! :) }}
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> They've got shields up and weapons charged...
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Scorpio>::feels an intense field of high emotions::
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::stops as he hears a alarm go off, and moves back to the
middle of the bridge:: What the hell are those?!
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> They seem to be evenly matched with the Scorpio...at
least, individually they are...
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Looks back to tactical:: Report!
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> Turns us around... +Taps+ Thrawn to Gemini,
Get the Flight Deck Engineers to the Flight Deck, warm up Mine, and Sharpes
fighter, NOW!
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Tactical> 5 fighters sir, they look cardassian but I can't
scan them
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> Scorpio> ::looks at Krysten::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> +Taps+ Aye, where on it
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::sits back down in the chair:: Red alert! ::taps a control
on the arm:: +taps+ Acknowledged.
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> Aye, sir...that was a short trip...
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> Haul ass, Ens.. Lts, please brace for any
impacts.
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> ::turns the ship around and zooms straight for the
Gemini::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Action> One of the fighters gets withing range and begins to
fire at the scorpio. It gets a shot off and grazes the side, but then falls
back in formation with the others.
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::mutters:: Cardassian fighters? I knew this was to easy..
+taps+ Hencz to all flight sqadrons, get down to the bays and prep the ships
now! This is not a drill, we have cardassian fighters attacking the scorpio.
| <@EnsSharpe> ::gets thrown around in his chair:: Sir, we got a hit on the
starboard side...it doesn't look too bad
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Looks to tactical:: Target them
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Scorpio>{{I didn't bargain for this give me a hand to
hand any day}}
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> Then don't worry about it.. heh.. just get us
him.. I'll return the favor.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Tactical> I can't! Phasers can't seem to track them
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Scorpio>::hangs in::
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> Aye, sir! ::diverts more power to the engines::
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::turns around to tactical, and is about to speak when Kirk
beats him to it. He just nods, then says..:: Fire at will, all weapons free.
Protect that ship!
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> ::hears more weapons lock alarms as he tries to
evade the Cardassians::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> You can't target them?
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Scorpio>::tightens the straps and toucvches the
phaser on my belt::{{in case}}
| <@LtCmdrKirk> +Taps+ Gemini to Thrawn, we can't target them, I hope you
have better luck in the fighters
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> +Taps+ Me too.. Ens, ETA?
| <@+CmdrHencz> Action> 5 fighters zoom out of the ships main bay, quickly
heading to assist the Scorpio
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> We're coming up on the Scorpio...now, sir. ::looks
out the window:: Sir, the shuttle bay is letting of fighters
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> Excellent.. Land in the fighter bay! :grinz:
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> ::frantically notifies the fighter bay that the
Scorpio is going to be entering::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> I'm authorizing it.
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> Aye, sir
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Action> Without warning, part of the outpost which seems to
be unscratched begins to open, revealing what appears to be an energy
source. Suddenly a large energy pulse fires from the outpost at the Gemini,
practically cripling it in every way possible. After that, several more
fighters, as well as what appear to be bombers exit the outpost and head for
the gemini.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> <<Did that cut off?>>
| <@EnsSharpe> <<don't think so>>
| <@LtCmdrKirk> <<k>>
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> ::enters the shuttle bay and sets the Scorpio down::
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::is tossed forward out of his chair, and hits the deck with
a grunt:: What was that?!
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> ::sighs from relief:: We've landed, sir.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Goes flying and hits his face on his arm console:: The
hell was that??
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> Pardon me! :exits promptly: Sharpe! No time
for a flight suit.. Lock and Load..
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Action> The lights aboard the gemini flicker and go offline
as the emergency light system and power comes online.
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> FD> :makes his way to his fighter, which is up and
humming, climbing in:
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::looks out the viewscreen, the bombers are visible and are
comming right for them:: Good god
| <@EnsSharpe> ::stands up hurriedly:: Understood sir...::turns to Jacobsen
and KorrdX:: Hope you enjoyed the flight, lieutenants...
| <@EnsSharpe> ::runs to his fighter and jumps in::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> +Com+ Sharpe.. Your on my wing.. Spin up and launch
after me..
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::stands up slowly, using the arm of his seat for support::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> :launches promptly, and picks up a boogey as soon
as he clears the shields..
| <@EnsSharpe> *> +COM+ Alright, sir.
| <@EnsSharpe> *> ::flies swiftly out of the bay and barely has time to prep
his systems when he falls under fire::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> Scorpio> ::exits shuttle::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Action> One of the bombers get off a hit on the gemini,
debris falls from the cieling in the shuttlebay and a peice of bulkhead
lands ontop of KorrdX. <<He told me too>>
| <@LtCmdrKirk> +taps+ Kirk to Thrawn! Destroy those bombers!
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> +Taps+ Among other things sir, AYE!
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> :targets nearest bomber, and lines up his shots,
randomly fireing phasers...:
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Scorpio>::tries to see what I can do to help the
officer downed::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> *> ::falls down unconscious
| <@LtCmdrKirk> I don't like the odds of this...
| <@EnsSharpe> *> ::looks for a bomber squadron and heads for it with
torpedoes blazing::
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::grunts, and moves next to Kirk:: That makes two of us..
::looks over to the ops station:: Damage report?
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Ops> Sir, where dead in space
| <@EnsSharpe> *> ::catches the attention of one of the bombers, which
immediately attacks Sharpe in retaliation::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> :sees Sharpe target, take him up for a target, and
immediatly adjusts to take that bomber out, droping him with a single torp:
+Com+ You still alive, Ens?
| <@EnsSharpe> *> +COM+ Yeah ::coughs from a bit of smoke in the cockpit::
I'm still kicking...
| <@EnsSharpe> *> +COM+ I owe you one, sir...
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> +Com+ Bah! Don't sweat it!
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Rolls his eyes and shoves the ops officer out of the way::
What are you talking about we still have a good phaser bank
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::looks to Kirk:: Squeeze anything you can outof that bank,
we need to even the odds.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Do these ships still have manual fire?
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Tac> Manual sir?
| <@EnsSharpe> *> ::stabiles his fighter's systems and rejoins the fight::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Stares blankly:: I'm the meat in an incompetant sandwhich
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Nods to Kody:: Aye sir ::Pushes the tactical officer out
of the way and begins to fire at some of the bombers manually::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> :takes hits, kills some, takes more hits, and keeps
fighting: +Com+ God I love fighters ;)
| <@+CmdrHencz> Save the small talk for later commander. ::moves to the aux.
station and brings up a readout of the ship::
| <@EnsSharpe> *> +COM+ I hear you, sir! ::blasts another bogey out of
space::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> +Taps+ Thrawn to Gemini.. Uhm.. You guys still
sitting ducks in there?
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Fires at several bombers:: +Taps+ Answer your question?
::Grins::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> +Taps+ Woot! Keep takin them out..
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Action> After a long faught battle, the Gemini and her
fighter squadrons manage to wipe out all the bombers and drive the fighters
back to the outpost.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> +Taps+ Kirk to Thrawn. Mind giving the outpost a present?
| <@EnsSharpe> *> ::watches the fighters retreat:: +COM+ Ha ha! We got them
running!
| <@+CmdrHencz> +taps+ Yes, please.. give that outpost a kiss from the
Federation.
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> +Taps+ Are you giving authorization to fire on the
outpost, sir?
| <@+CmdrHencz> +taps+ Yes, Commander. Weapons free.
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> +COM+ Lock on outpost, Dump all remaining torps.
| <@EnsSharpe> *> +COM+ Aye, sir...are we sure that there are no more
Federation civilians on that thing?
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> :lines himself up on a good arc to target, and
dumps the remaining salvo's he has of his weapons, firing phasers as well:..
+COM+ To late now.. We were given permission to fire.
| <@EnsSharpe> *>+COM+ Aye aye, sir! ::targets the outpost and fires
torpedoes::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Action> After a while of pummiling by the fighters the
outpost explodes in a blinding flash of light.
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::kneels over the fallen man with a medkit::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Brings a tear to me eye
|---------------------------=End Sim=-------------------------------|
|--------------------------=Debriefing=-----------------------------|
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ATTENTION ON DECK!!
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> ::ATTN::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::ATTN::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> :attn:
| <@EnsSelak> ::aa::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Your crew is now at attention sir!
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::nods:: Thank you, Commander.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Lieutenant Krysten Jacoson, Front and Center!
| <@+CmdrHencz> Now, before we dismiss tonight I have a few things I need to
take care of.. ::blinks, as Kirk beats him to it::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> *> ::growls at Kirk:: << :P >>
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::attn::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::steps forward tinmidly::
| <@+CmdrHencz> Lieutenant Krysten.. You have served aboard the Gemini for
some time now, and done so with a perfect service record. You have saved
lifes, protected this ship and the crew aboard it. You have set a good
example for the officers under you, and have become a good leader. This is
why, tonight... ::motions for the box::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Hands him the box::
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::takes the box from Kirk, and pulls out a hollow pip:: I
promote you to LtCmdr with all the rights and priviliges. ::pins it onto her
uniform neck, then steps back to salute:: Congradulations... Lieutenant
Commander!
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::is awed::Sir?
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::appluads, and smiles::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Claps::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Thank you sir::turns very pale::Thank you sir
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::steps back in line quickly...bows head::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::claps and smiles::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> :applauds:
| <@EnsSelak> ::claps slowly::
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::looks confused:: Commander, I didn't tell you to go back
into line yet. Come back over here.
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::very nervously steps forward again::Sir?
| <@+CmdrHencz> Also.. as I stated before, you have served the Gemini and
starfleet well. You have gone above and beyond the call of duty on one than
more occasion. ::reaches in his pocket and pulls out a medal, slowling
pinning it on the front of her uniform:: This is why, you are now being
awarded the 'Meritorious Service Medal'. I'm proud of you, Lieutenant
Commander.
| <@+CmdrHencz> But.. ::holds up his hand:: Don't you dare salute me and get
back in line yet.. I have one more thing for you, ::smiling he reaches in
his pocket and pulls out a small medal:: You also are the recipent of the
Star Cross For Merit, for all your past efforts on this ship. ::pins it on
the other side of her neck, then steps back to salute:: Congradulations
Lieutenant Commander, you've earned it. ::appluads, and motions for her to
go back into line:
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::blinks...er...thank you sir!::salutes her co::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> <<Give her a kiss now ;) >>
| <@EnsSharpe> ::squints from the blinding gleam coming from all the
medals::
| <@+CmdrHencz> << Kirk, scratch Korrd's promo off the list.. :p >>
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> <<::frowns::>>
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Lieutenant KorrdX! ::Removes the bulkhead of of him:: Front
and center!
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::steps back in line shivering::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> *> ::steps up front:: SIR! I can explain! I didnt mean to
steal... err borrow all those pens and staplers from themy desk
| <@+CmdrHencz> We will discuss that later Lt..
| <@+CmdrHencz> Lieutenant KorrdX.... You have been our Chief Medical
Officer aboard the Gemini for some time now, you've saved many lifes and are
a excellent doctor. I myself owe my life to you on more than one occasion.
All the time you have spent on this ship, and you still hold a perfect
record. That is why, tonight... ::motions for the box once again::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> <<HEY!!!!!!! I`ll be In UCIP and CMO for 1yr... TODAY!
::looks at the clock:: April 21st :) >>
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Stares blankly at Kody:: Um...eh...I lost it. ::Looks at
his collar and it is attached:: Oh right...::Removes it, puts it in the box
and gives it to Kody::
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::takes the box from Kirk, and pulls out a hollow pip:: I
promote you to LtCmdr with all the rights and priviliges. ::pins it onto his
uniform neck, then steps back to salute:: Congradulations... Lieutenant
Commander!
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> *> ::smiles:: Thank you sir
| *** Lt-^KorrdX^ is now known as LtCmdr-^KorrdX^
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Ensign Sharpe, front and center!
| <@EnsSelak> ::smiles a little, but suppresses it::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::raises eyebrow and slowly walks forward::
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::tugs down on his uniform top once, then looks at Sharpe::
Ensign, why are you not in rank?? ::turns to look at Kirk, and shakes his
head:: Ensigns these days.. don't teach them like they used to.. ::sighs::
The 'blue' box if you will, Commander. ::motions to Kirk::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> I'm color blind sir...no wait thats the alchohol
talking...::Gives him the blue box::
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::takes the hollow pip from sharpes uniform, and tosses it
over his sholder, beaning Kirk on the head. Then pins the new full gold pip
to sharpes uniform neck:: Congradulations, Lt! You are now in the correct
uniform. ::appluads::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::gets startled at first, then feels relieved::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::smiles widely:: Thank you sir!
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Claps::
| *** EnsSharpe is now known as LtJGSharpe
| *** LtKrystenJacobson is now known as LtCmdrKrystenJacobson
| <@+CmdrHencz> Now, after that.. any questions or comments before we
dismiss?
| <@EnsSelak> No, sir.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Nope
| <@LtJGSharpe> ::silently stares down at the shiny pips on his collar::
| <@+CmdrHencz> Very well then.. Commander Kirk, you know the drill.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ATTENTION ON DECK!!...oh wait...no...erm...heh Dismissed!
| USS Gemini StarDate: 240204.20 |
| Star Trek: Gemini "HOLOSIM" |
\=-----------------------------------------------------------------=/
/=-----------------------------------------------------------------=\
| Sim Log: 240204.20 |
| |
|---------------------------=Briefing=------------------------------|
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> ATTENTION ON DECK!
| <@EnsSelak> ::aa::
| <@Lt-^KorrdX^> ::ATTN::
| <@+Cdt-Hikaru_Sulu> :attn::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::ATTN::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::attn::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> The crew is at attention(For the most part), Sir!
:attn:
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Ok crew, we got alittle mystery that we must solve. Recently
we have been losing contact from several outposts and colony`s along the
Caradassian Neutral Zone. We believe at the moment that the Cardassians are
involved in this but we have to be sure. We are to be warping towards to
Cardassian Neutral zone to investigate whats going on.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Any questions?
| <@+Cdt-Hikaru_Sulu> no sir
| <@EnsSelak> No, sir.
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> oooooh
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> none here, sir
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> <<can i play?>>
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> < Of course >
| <@EnsSharpe> ::raises hand::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Sharpe?
| <@EnsSharpe> When I'm not needed in a fighter, can I fill in at helm
again?
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> < Positions will be as listed on roster, Save myself
will be taking AXO, Kirk ACO , k? >
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Yes
| <@EnsSharpe> ::nods:: Understood, sir.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Anymore questions can be messaged to me
|--------------------------=Begin Sim=------------------------------|
| *** npsX sets mode: +v moo
| *** ChanServ sets mode: +o moo
| <@North-Point-Station> [moo] =/\= Lieutenant ^KorrdX^ - Chief Medical
Officer - USS Gemini =/\
| <@EnsSelak> ::in Sickbay::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::enters the shuttle bay:: I haven't flown the old Scorpio in
a while...
| *** moo is now known as Lt-^KorrdX^
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Walks out of the Ready Room and takes a seat in the
captains chair. He looks to CmdrThrawn:: Please have all stations report in.
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> :is on flight desk, looking over the lot of fighters,
but the lack of pilots:
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> M> ::smiles at Selak:: Hello there
| <@EnsSelak> M>::smiles back:: Hello, sir.
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>Looking over the duty rosters::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> M> hello, how are you today, Liz?
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Blinks and realizes hes talking to air:: errr.. +Taps+ All
stations report
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>::yawns its been a sleepless night...if you can
call the third shift night::
| <@EnsSelak> M> Good, sir. And you?
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>::words slurred, but tone crisp::+taps+Security on
diuty and ready to go sir...!
| <@EnsSharpe> ::suddenly remembers that the Gemini has a squadron leader
and hurries up to the flight deck::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> M> I am fine
| <@EnsSharpe> ::spots CmdrThrawn and walks up to him:: Ensign Sharpe
reporting for duty, Commander.
| *** npsX sets mode: +v Thompson
| *** Thompson is now known as ObsThompson
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> < Semi afk >
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> M> remember my friends Jasmin and Sha`mer, Liz?
| <@EnsSharpe> <oh>
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ACTION> The Gemini drops warp and goes to impulse, slowly
passing by a space outpost, which seems to be derelict.
| <@EnsSelak> M> Kind of...::frowns, trying to remember::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>::waves an officer over::Mark...we've got to get
things going....the department has been slow since Ive been down here.
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> :turns on his heals, nearly startled out of his skin:
Say that again..?
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Peers out at the view screen:: Hmmm, Science please scan
the outpost, I want to know everything possible about it.
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>::a tall rather muscular younger officer slowly
makes his way over with a gift of coffee::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::raises eyebrow:: Ensign Sharpe, reporting for duty sir.
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Mark>S>Here, this might help::hands me the mug::Hope
its not too much whipped cream, ma'am
| *** npsX sets mode: +v Kody
| *** ChanServ sets mode: +o Kody
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> [22:52:15] Going Away [Currently away SIMMING! QUIT
BOTHERING ME!]
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>::flustered::Thank you{{Trying to get on my good
side won't make it officer....I'm not the ordinary...}}
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Science> Aye sir ::Scans the outpost. Several moments later
he gets all the readings and transfers it to Kirk's console.::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> <<annoying bastards>>
| *** Kody is now known as CmdrHencz
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> M> well Selak, the other day I got into a food fight with
Jasmin
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Hmmm ::Reads over his arm console::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Mark>I know what you mean about the department...It's
all the new recruits from the academy, ma'am...we got more than our share
this time, I'm afraid.
| <@EnsSelak> M>::shakes head slightly:: Tiy almost seem to have a kncack
for finding trouble, sir...
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> M> ::smiles:: We almost got in trouble with the station
owner
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>{{It's all of us...too few drills}}
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>Perhaps that is part of the problem
| <@EnsSharpe> ::clears throat and looks around after observing Thrawn's
lack of response:: <<heh heh>>
| <@+CmdrHencz> RR> ::Mumbles:: Mom I don't want to go to Starfleet Acad..
::sits up quickly, and looks at the chrono on the wall:: Dammint! ::Rolls
out of the bed, slips on his uniform top and runs a hand through his hair::
I'll have someones head for not waking me up. ::looks himself over in the
mirror, then slowly walks out onto the bridge, hands clasped behind his
back::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>{{And my inexperience...but that will soon change}}
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Hrmmm. Duty
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Looks over to ops:: The station's life support is still
active, can we transport a team over to investigate?
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> :strokes chin: I'm affraid there isn't much of duty
going on here..
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Ops> Negative sir. Transporters are offline for heave
maintanence.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Nods:: I see..
| <@EnsSharpe> ::looks around and nods:: Yeah, you're probably right, sir.
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::Walks out and over near the captains chair, observing
everyone in action::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> +taps+ LtCmdr Kirk to Cmdr Thrawn, please assemble a team,
and use a shuttle to land on the outpose and investigate.
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> M> You should have seen how messy we got, Liz
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Quickly jumps from the Captains chair and lands in the
Executive chair::
| <@EnsSelak> M> I'm not sure I would've wanted to, sir.
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> +Taps+ Hrmm.. Aye Aye, Sir!
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> M> ::smiles::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Sharpe? You ready for duty? :grins, and winks:
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::grins at the commander, and slowly takes his seat:: Status
report, Commander?
| <@EnsSharpe> ::smiles slightly:: I thought you'd never ask, sir.
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> :grinz: Lets goto the Shuttle bay... :lets the Ens
lead:
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Where dead in space...::Coughs:: I mean, we've just located
a derelict federation outpost along the cardassian border, I'm sending a
team in by shuttle to investigate, transporters are offline for maintanence.
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::mutters somthing about staying up to late playing poker
with Thrawn:: Ah. Any sign of cardassian ships, or anyone else for that
matter?
| <@EnsSharpe> ::takes the lift down with Thrawn following and walks onto
the floor of the shuttle bay::
| *** npsX sets mode: +v Cdt-Hikaru_Sulu
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Shakes his head:: Non reported sir
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> +Taps+ Thrawn to Lt Jacobsen, and Lt Korrd. Please
meet us in the shuttle bay.
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>+taps+On my way...want me to bring anyone with me
sir?
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::leans back in his seat, tugging down on the uniform top
one to get the few wrinkles out:: Damage report. Anything off-line besides
the transporters?
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> +Taps+ Yourself, should be sufficient.
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>+taps+Yes, sir.
| <@EnsSharpe> ::opens door to Scorpio and turns to Cmdr Thrawn:: After you,
sir.
| <@EnsSelak> M> Goodbye, sir. I'll try to keep her safe while you're
gone... ::pats a biobed::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Gets comfy in the chair:: Though there doesn't seem to be
any signs of battle. It's odd, there is damage and debris, yet not sign of a
battle....No sir, no damage besides that
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>Mark...looks like you have the house...take care of
things...I want a home to come home to....
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> :nods: Thank you Ens... :enters the shuttle, and takes
the NON-Pilot seat, wanting to let the Ens fly, to see his passenger vessel
skills:
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Mark>S>Yes, ma'am....
| <@EnsSharpe> ::sees Thrawn leave the pilot seat open and begins to sweat a
bit::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>::opened up the cabinet and packed out a phaser
rifle and a few pacs and a larger than usual phaser::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::reluctantly sits at the pilot seat, wipes his forehead, and
begins warming up the Scorpio::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> M> ::kisses Liz`s cheek:: See yah soon ::exits and enters
TL:: Shuttle Bay
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> S>::smiling at the officer I headed toward the
lift::Security blanket...in case...I don;'t expect trouble, but thats when
you get it....
| <@EnsSelak> M>::blushes and goes back to work::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> :pats Sharp on the back: Don't sweat it.. I'm not
grading you. I just wanna see what you can do..
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Mark>S>Yes, ma'am
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> TL> ::feels to TL moving::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> TL>::stepped into the lift:Shuttlebay
| <@EnsSharpe> ::lets out a big breath and nods, forcing a smile:: That's
good to know, sir...
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> TL> ::smiles at Krysten:: Hello there, miss
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> TL>leaned against the wall centering myself using my
betazed triaing....what would I expect in my new job?
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::nods slowly:: Any life signs, or energy readings?
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> TL>::jumped:I hadn't even noticed you{{I'm sli[pping
already}}
| <@EnsSharpe> ::taps a few more buttons and cracks his knuckles:: Alright,
sir, we're ready to go. All we need are the passengers...
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> TL>Hello.....::catching my breath::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> TL> I`m sorry...
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> TL>No, don't be
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> {{If I used my abilities properly no one would ever
sneak up on me}}
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> TL> Its alright...
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> :nods: We are waiting on them (s) As usual.. :grinz at
sharpe: Only fighters are ontime.. always ready to die ;P
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Shakes his head:: The lights are on, but nobodys home
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> TL>::nods::
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::reaches up to lightly tap his commbadge once:: +taps+
Hencz to Commander Thrawn, is your team almost ready to go
| <@EnsSharpe> ::grins:: I'm in total agreement with you sir
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> TL>::steps out of the lift and heads toward the
shuttle bay::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> TL> ::follows behind Krysten::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> +Taps+ Aye sir, Waiting on medical, and
security...
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> *>::almost runs down the hall wanting to get
away...from everything::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::looks around in boredom and then turns to Thrawn::
So...sir, how do you like the Gemini so far?
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> *>::nearly crashes into the doors that don't open
quickly enough but passes through::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Excellent ship.. Lets just say my new home! :)
| <@+CmdrHencz> +taps+ Very well then, you may launch when ready Commander.
Good luck.
| <@EnsSharpe> Ah, yes, she is a fine ship...
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> SB> ::enters the shuttle bay::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> SB>Sorry I'm late::slings the rifle and packs over my
shoulder::...sir...
| <@EnsSharpe> ::looks outside the door and sees people running toward the
Scorpio::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> SB>::huffs slightly out of breath::{{I'll have to do
more training to really get myself into shape}}
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> +Taps+ Aye sir..
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> SB> ::looks at Krysten and whispers:: you alright there?
| <@EnsSharpe> ::turns in his seat and smiles:: Hello, Lieutenants.
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> :turns slowly: Ahhh.. Our passengers.. Please take a
seat, and fasten yer seat belt.. Also please return you seats to the upright
positions and secure your tray tables.. :grinz:
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Wathces the station from the viewscreen:: I wonder what
happened here
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> SB> might I ask where we are heeding, sir?
| <@EnsSharpe> ::lets out a small laugh:: Alright, I suppose we're ready for
take-off...
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> SB>Fine, sir...
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::shakes his head slightly:: Cardassian border.. there is a
big list of things that could have happened.
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> We are heading for the coloney outpost..
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> {{Why do they always think jokes ease the
moment?}}::feels too tense for fun puns::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> SB>::sets the rifle behiund the seat...in close
proximity and the bags next to me::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> Ens, When your ready..
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::leans forward slightly, and taps at the controls on the
arm of his chair. Setting the sensor array to start a detailed scan:: There
has to be clues out there.. ::looks back up at the screen::
| <@EnsSharpe> Aye, sir. ::informs shuttle bay controls that the Scorpio is
about leave and watches the bay doors open::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Scorpio>::closes my eyes setting out my game plan for
any contingency I might meet, wishing I had a force of at least twqo
officers::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::quietly:: Alright, here we go...
| <@EnsSharpe> ::pilots the Scorpio out of the shuttle bay and heads
straight for the outpost::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Scorpio>::being the lone security officer on an away
team always seemd a foolish move on commands part::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> {{ You think so, Lt? }}
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> {{What?}}
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> <<Scorpio>>
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::stands:: You have the bridge Commander, I'll be in my
ready room looking over the sensor reports. ::smiles, then walks off the
bridge::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> {{ You said you think its an error on my part
only bring one security officer... }}
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::blinks and looks over at him::
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> ::puts engines at full speed and relaxes in his
chair::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> I shouldnt have made that mistake, sir...it wasn't
exactly you...just...
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> <<Scorpio>>
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> :turns back to look at her: I keep it a
hidden talent.. Don't worry about it.. Myself and Shapre are fighters.. We
are your two other security personel.
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::surprised someone understood my thoughts few
could::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Action> Suddenly a squadron of about 5 cardassian looking
fighers jet out of the outpost and towards the scorpio and the gemini, not
yet within firing range, but visible. There weapons are armed and shields
are up.
| <@EnsSharpe> ::eyes widen:: Sir, I've got 5 Cardassian ships coming
straight for us!
| *** npsX sets mode: +v CmdrHencz
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> :hears his panel scream out an alarm: Uhm..
Ens, report!
| *** North-Point-Station sets mode: +o CmdrHencz
| <@LtCmdrKirk> What the hell? ::Gets up from his chair quickly::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::nods::{{Sorry, sir..being half Betazed...and....I'm
nore an engioneer than securoity...}}
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> {{ No worries, lt! :) }}
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> They've got shields up and weapons charged...
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Scorpio>::feels an intense field of high emotions::
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::stops as he hears a alarm go off, and moves back to the
middle of the bridge:: What the hell are those?!
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> They seem to be evenly matched with the Scorpio...at
least, individually they are...
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Looks back to tactical:: Report!
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> Turns us around... +Taps+ Thrawn to Gemini,
Get the Flight Deck Engineers to the Flight Deck, warm up Mine, and Sharpes
fighter, NOW!
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Tactical> 5 fighters sir, they look cardassian but I can't
scan them
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> Scorpio> ::looks at Krysten::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> +Taps+ Aye, where on it
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::sits back down in the chair:: Red alert! ::taps a control
on the arm:: +taps+ Acknowledged.
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> Aye, sir...that was a short trip...
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> Haul ass, Ens.. Lts, please brace for any
impacts.
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> ::turns the ship around and zooms straight for the
Gemini::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Action> One of the fighters gets withing range and begins to
fire at the scorpio. It gets a shot off and grazes the side, but then falls
back in formation with the others.
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::mutters:: Cardassian fighters? I knew this was to easy..
+taps+ Hencz to all flight sqadrons, get down to the bays and prep the ships
now! This is not a drill, we have cardassian fighters attacking the scorpio.
| <@EnsSharpe> ::gets thrown around in his chair:: Sir, we got a hit on the
starboard side...it doesn't look too bad
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Looks to tactical:: Target them
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Scorpio>{{I didn't bargain for this give me a hand to
hand any day}}
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> Then don't worry about it.. heh.. just get us
him.. I'll return the favor.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Tactical> I can't! Phasers can't seem to track them
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Scorpio>::hangs in::
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> Aye, sir! ::diverts more power to the engines::
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::turns around to tactical, and is about to speak when Kirk
beats him to it. He just nods, then says..:: Fire at will, all weapons free.
Protect that ship!
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> ::hears more weapons lock alarms as he tries to
evade the Cardassians::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> You can't target them?
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Scorpio>::tightens the straps and toucvches the
phaser on my belt::{{in case}}
| <@LtCmdrKirk> +Taps+ Gemini to Thrawn, we can't target them, I hope you
have better luck in the fighters
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> +Taps+ Me too.. Ens, ETA?
| <@+CmdrHencz> Action> 5 fighters zoom out of the ships main bay, quickly
heading to assist the Scorpio
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> We're coming up on the Scorpio...now, sir. ::looks
out the window:: Sir, the shuttle bay is letting of fighters
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> Excellent.. Land in the fighter bay! :grinz:
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> ::frantically notifies the fighter bay that the
Scorpio is going to be entering::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> I'm authorizing it.
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> Aye, sir
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Action> Without warning, part of the outpost which seems to
be unscratched begins to open, revealing what appears to be an energy
source. Suddenly a large energy pulse fires from the outpost at the Gemini,
practically cripling it in every way possible. After that, several more
fighters, as well as what appear to be bombers exit the outpost and head for
the gemini.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> <<Did that cut off?>>
| <@EnsSharpe> <<don't think so>>
| <@LtCmdrKirk> <<k>>
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> ::enters the shuttle bay and sets the Scorpio down::
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::is tossed forward out of his chair, and hits the deck with
a grunt:: What was that?!
| <@EnsSharpe> Scorpio> ::sighs from relief:: We've landed, sir.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Goes flying and hits his face on his arm console:: The
hell was that??
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> Scorpio> Pardon me! :exits promptly: Sharpe! No time
for a flight suit.. Lock and Load..
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Action> The lights aboard the gemini flicker and go offline
as the emergency light system and power comes online.
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> FD> :makes his way to his fighter, which is up and
humming, climbing in:
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::looks out the viewscreen, the bombers are visible and are
comming right for them:: Good god
| <@EnsSharpe> ::stands up hurriedly:: Understood sir...::turns to Jacobsen
and KorrdX:: Hope you enjoyed the flight, lieutenants...
| <@EnsSharpe> ::runs to his fighter and jumps in::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> +Com+ Sharpe.. Your on my wing.. Spin up and launch
after me..
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::stands up slowly, using the arm of his seat for support::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> :launches promptly, and picks up a boogey as soon
as he clears the shields..
| <@EnsSharpe> *> +COM+ Alright, sir.
| <@EnsSharpe> *> ::flies swiftly out of the bay and barely has time to prep
his systems when he falls under fire::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> Scorpio> ::exits shuttle::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Action> One of the bombers get off a hit on the gemini,
debris falls from the cieling in the shuttlebay and a peice of bulkhead
lands ontop of KorrdX. <<He told me too>>
| <@LtCmdrKirk> +taps+ Kirk to Thrawn! Destroy those bombers!
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> +Taps+ Among other things sir, AYE!
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> :targets nearest bomber, and lines up his shots,
randomly fireing phasers...:
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Scorpio>::tries to see what I can do to help the
officer downed::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> *> ::falls down unconscious
| <@LtCmdrKirk> I don't like the odds of this...
| <@EnsSharpe> *> ::looks for a bomber squadron and heads for it with
torpedoes blazing::
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::grunts, and moves next to Kirk:: That makes two of us..
::looks over to the ops station:: Damage report?
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Ops> Sir, where dead in space
| <@EnsSharpe> *> ::catches the attention of one of the bombers, which
immediately attacks Sharpe in retaliation::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> :sees Sharpe target, take him up for a target, and
immediatly adjusts to take that bomber out, droping him with a single torp:
+Com+ You still alive, Ens?
| <@EnsSharpe> *> +COM+ Yeah ::coughs from a bit of smoke in the cockpit::
I'm still kicking...
| <@EnsSharpe> *> +COM+ I owe you one, sir...
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> +Com+ Bah! Don't sweat it!
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Rolls his eyes and shoves the ops officer out of the way::
What are you talking about we still have a good phaser bank
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::looks to Kirk:: Squeeze anything you can outof that bank,
we need to even the odds.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Do these ships still have manual fire?
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Tac> Manual sir?
| <@EnsSharpe> *> ::stabiles his fighter's systems and rejoins the fight::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Stares blankly:: I'm the meat in an incompetant sandwhich
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Nods to Kody:: Aye sir ::Pushes the tactical officer out
of the way and begins to fire at some of the bombers manually::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> :takes hits, kills some, takes more hits, and keeps
fighting: +Com+ God I love fighters ;)
| <@+CmdrHencz> Save the small talk for later commander. ::moves to the aux.
station and brings up a readout of the ship::
| <@EnsSharpe> *> +COM+ I hear you, sir! ::blasts another bogey out of
space::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> +Taps+ Thrawn to Gemini.. Uhm.. You guys still
sitting ducks in there?
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Fires at several bombers:: +Taps+ Answer your question?
::Grins::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> +Taps+ Woot! Keep takin them out..
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Action> After a long faught battle, the Gemini and her
fighter squadrons manage to wipe out all the bombers and drive the fighters
back to the outpost.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> +Taps+ Kirk to Thrawn. Mind giving the outpost a present?
| <@EnsSharpe> *> ::watches the fighters retreat:: +COM+ Ha ha! We got them
running!
| <@+CmdrHencz> +taps+ Yes, please.. give that outpost a kiss from the
Federation.
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> +Taps+ Are you giving authorization to fire on the
outpost, sir?
| <@+CmdrHencz> +taps+ Yes, Commander. Weapons free.
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> +COM+ Lock on outpost, Dump all remaining torps.
| <@EnsSharpe> *> +COM+ Aye, sir...are we sure that there are no more
Federation civilians on that thing?
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> *> :lines himself up on a good arc to target, and
dumps the remaining salvo's he has of his weapons, firing phasers as well:..
+COM+ To late now.. We were given permission to fire.
| <@EnsSharpe> *>+COM+ Aye aye, sir! ::targets the outpost and fires
torpedoes::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Action> After a while of pummiling by the fighters the
outpost explodes in a blinding flash of light.
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::kneels over the fallen man with a medkit::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Brings a tear to me eye
|---------------------------=End Sim=-------------------------------|
|--------------------------=Debriefing=-----------------------------|
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ATTENTION ON DECK!!
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> ::ATTN::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::ATTN::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> :attn:
| <@EnsSelak> ::aa::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Your crew is now at attention sir!
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::nods:: Thank you, Commander.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Lieutenant Krysten Jacoson, Front and Center!
| <@+CmdrHencz> Now, before we dismiss tonight I have a few things I need to
take care of.. ::blinks, as Kirk beats him to it::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> *> ::growls at Kirk:: << :P >>
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::attn::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::steps forward tinmidly::
| <@+CmdrHencz> Lieutenant Krysten.. You have served aboard the Gemini for
some time now, and done so with a perfect service record. You have saved
lifes, protected this ship and the crew aboard it. You have set a good
example for the officers under you, and have become a good leader. This is
why, tonight... ::motions for the box::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Hands him the box::
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::takes the box from Kirk, and pulls out a hollow pip:: I
promote you to LtCmdr with all the rights and priviliges. ::pins it onto her
uniform neck, then steps back to salute:: Congradulations... Lieutenant
Commander!
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::is awed::Sir?
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::appluads, and smiles::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Claps::
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> Thank you sir::turns very pale::Thank you sir
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::steps back in line quickly...bows head::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::claps and smiles::
| <@CmdrTarrekThrawn> :applauds:
| <@EnsSelak> ::claps slowly::
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::looks confused:: Commander, I didn't tell you to go back
into line yet. Come back over here.
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::very nervously steps forward again::Sir?
| <@+CmdrHencz> Also.. as I stated before, you have served the Gemini and
starfleet well. You have gone above and beyond the call of duty on one than
more occasion. ::reaches in his pocket and pulls out a medal, slowling
pinning it on the front of her uniform:: This is why, you are now being
awarded the 'Meritorious Service Medal'. I'm proud of you, Lieutenant
Commander.
| <@+CmdrHencz> But.. ::holds up his hand:: Don't you dare salute me and get
back in line yet.. I have one more thing for you, ::smiling he reaches in
his pocket and pulls out a small medal:: You also are the recipent of the
Star Cross For Merit, for all your past efforts on this ship. ::pins it on
the other side of her neck, then steps back to salute:: Congradulations
Lieutenant Commander, you've earned it. ::appluads, and motions for her to
go back into line:
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::blinks...er...thank you sir!::salutes her co::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> <<Give her a kiss now ;) >>
| <@EnsSharpe> ::squints from the blinding gleam coming from all the
medals::
| <@+CmdrHencz> << Kirk, scratch Korrd's promo off the list.. :p >>
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> <<::frowns::>>
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Lieutenant KorrdX! ::Removes the bulkhead of of him:: Front
and center!
| <@LtKrystenJacobson> ::steps back in line shivering::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> *> ::steps up front:: SIR! I can explain! I didnt mean to
steal... err borrow all those pens and staplers from themy desk
| <@+CmdrHencz> We will discuss that later Lt..
| <@+CmdrHencz> Lieutenant KorrdX.... You have been our Chief Medical
Officer aboard the Gemini for some time now, you've saved many lifes and are
a excellent doctor. I myself owe my life to you on more than one occasion.
All the time you have spent on this ship, and you still hold a perfect
record. That is why, tonight... ::motions for the box once again::
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> <<HEY!!!!!!! I`ll be In UCIP and CMO for 1yr... TODAY!
::looks at the clock:: April 21st :) >>
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Stares blankly at Kody:: Um...eh...I lost it. ::Looks at
his collar and it is attached:: Oh right...::Removes it, puts it in the box
and gives it to Kody::
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::takes the box from Kirk, and pulls out a hollow pip:: I
promote you to LtCmdr with all the rights and priviliges. ::pins it onto his
uniform neck, then steps back to salute:: Congradulations... Lieutenant
Commander!
| <@+Lt-^KorrdX^> *> ::smiles:: Thank you sir
| *** Lt-^KorrdX^ is now known as LtCmdr-^KorrdX^
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Ensign Sharpe, front and center!
| <@EnsSelak> ::smiles a little, but suppresses it::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::raises eyebrow and slowly walks forward::
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::tugs down on his uniform top once, then looks at Sharpe::
Ensign, why are you not in rank?? ::turns to look at Kirk, and shakes his
head:: Ensigns these days.. don't teach them like they used to.. ::sighs::
The 'blue' box if you will, Commander. ::motions to Kirk::
| <@LtCmdrKirk> I'm color blind sir...no wait thats the alchohol
talking...::Gives him the blue box::
| <@+CmdrHencz> ::takes the hollow pip from sharpes uniform, and tosses it
over his sholder, beaning Kirk on the head. Then pins the new full gold pip
to sharpes uniform neck:: Congradulations, Lt! You are now in the correct
uniform. ::appluads::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::gets startled at first, then feels relieved::
| <@EnsSharpe> ::smiles widely:: Thank you sir!
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ::Claps::
| *** EnsSharpe is now known as LtJGSharpe
| *** LtKrystenJacobson is now known as LtCmdrKrystenJacobson
| <@+CmdrHencz> Now, after that.. any questions or comments before we
dismiss?
| <@EnsSelak> No, sir.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> Nope
| <@LtJGSharpe> ::silently stares down at the shiny pips on his collar::
| <@+CmdrHencz> Very well then.. Commander Kirk, you know the drill.
| <@LtCmdrKirk> ATTENTION ON DECK!!...oh wait...no...erm...heh Dismissed!