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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2007 7:44:12 GMT
Lola suggested that they take the Jeffries tubes and with that they popped open the one nearest to them. Trey climbed in followed by Lola as they made there way through the winding tube trey began to feel a little light headed.
“Is it me or is it getting harder to breath in here” he asked Lola. Miss Kanz seemed to be going through the same strains as him. They made it to a ladder and made there way down, the two were now standing in a junction corridor with a computer terminal on the wall. Trey quickly made his way to it and began keying in commands. His suspicions had been confirmed. There were indeed losing oxygen. It seemed some one was having the ship’s computer to suck up all the air in the Jeffries tubes. Trey smiled to himself.
“These guys are a lot smarter than I thought, they could not post guards in here so they figured if they were to suck all the air out that it would stop us from using them” trey looked over to Lola. “Miss Kanz this is where you come in, I need you to hack into the security system and try to reverse what ever it is these guys have done or we are dead”
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2007 21:11:10 GMT
Sonak litterally rolled out of bed when Jatan issued her a firm shove. "Get up!" he yelled after her as she hit the floor hard. Having been too tired the previous night, Sonak hadn't even heard the reveille call at 0500. "Get up," Jatan called again, yanking the blanket from her grasp as she'd taken it down with her. "You're the CO you're supposed to be the first one out there, taking charge of the situation."
When she finally found enough energy to actually get to her feet, she was nearly thrown off them again as Jatan tossed her uniform at her at blinding speed. Her tunic hit her painfully in the face when she failed to respond swiftly enough to catch it. Jatan was already dressed and halfway out the door, already having summoned the nanny to take care of their five children.
Five minutes later, Sonak was trotting barefeet down the corridor, having forgotten in her half-sleep daze to put her boots on. Her hair was still tousled and her eyes narrowed with sleep. "What is going on?" she enquired as she nearly collided with Fox and Logan, who were coming her way. "What idiot sounded the intruder alert at 0500?"
She had already forgotten about having to be alert for Trey Maverick's scenario and she wondered just what the hell was going on. She'd had barely any sleep lately, and she was working on her last reserves. Expecially with Miriya crying about half the night and neither she nor Jatan had been able to find a cause for it. She would have to remind herself to have D'Angelo examine the infant soon, or she'd just crack up.
"I demand an explanation!" she finally said raising her voice to be heard over the noise of the red alert claxon. "And someone shut off that noise!"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2007 22:14:45 GMT
“Miss Kanz this is where you come in, I need you to hack into the security system and try to reverse what ever it is these guys have done or we are dead”
L'Ola looked at him with a 'You can't be serious' look on her face. "It's not the security system, that has no impact whatsoever on environmental controls. As for hacking, you got the wrong Kanz girl. We're not going to be able to get through this way."
Trey's expression didn't really change, "You need to reverse whatever they did."
"No" she shook her head, "I need to make a judgement call that says there's a better way round this." She started to head back up the way they came. She could hear Trey saying something, but couldn't quite make out what it was.
Moving back towards the main corridors, L'Ola saw the walls starting to move a little. Then she started crawling a little slower. But she didn't really notice, *I can't believe that guy sometimes. I mean I don't have to kill myself for his scenario, I don't*. Her stress levels were rising, and the ship around her was spinning out of control.
Luckily she just made it into the corridor before she collapsed completely.
<Just something to keep her out of the picture for a few days while I try to recover>
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"It's not the security system, that has no impact whatsoever on environmental controls. As for hacking, you got the wrong Kanz girl. We're not going to be able to get through this way."
Trey's expression didn't really change, "You need to reverse whatever they did."
"No" she shook her head, "I need to make a judgment call that says there's a better way round." And with these words Lola began to back track.
“Hey what do you think you’re doing” trey called out to her, but she seemed to ignore him. He followed her with the intent of having it out with her, but as he gained in distance on her he notice her movements became very sluggish {this is not good} he thought to himself. Lola was able to make back to the main corridor, on doing so she lost consciousness. Maverick rushed to her aid.
“LOLA! Hey snap out of it, Lola…” but there was no response from her. He placed his fingers on her neck trying to find a pulse. He was relived to have found one no mater how weak it was {need to get her down to sickbay, but with the lifts down and the air being suck out of the Jeffries tubes it seemed ever more impossible and I can’t just leave her here} were his thoughts. His thought processors seemed to be working over time then it hit him, the lifts WERE the only way down. He sat Lola up against the wall then made his way to the lift, he opened the side panel and began hacking into the lift controls. “Got it” and the doors slid open revealing the turbo lift’s shaft. He then made his was back to Lola and lifted her onto his back. The two began there dangerous trip down the shaft. As trey made his way down with Lola on his back it came apparent that this would be no easy task, for one Lola was heavier that she looked and two due to the fact that he was carrying someone on his back it made movement and progress exceedingly difficult but it had to be done. The only good news was he only had to go down one deck.
After struggling down the shaft for what seemed like forever trey finally made it to the lift door. He poisoned him self in a way which allowed him to reach for and rip of the panel. He once again began the tedious task of hacking the lift protocols. A few moments later the door slid open and he made his way through. From here it became a lot easer. He finally made it to sickbay only to be welcomed by another locked door
“What the hell, why is sick bay locked down… I guess they must have taken it as well” trey paused momentarily “I have no choice I need to get in there” he began slicing into the door controls, it took him only a few second to get it opened. As he made his way in with lola still on his back he was welcomed by the doctor jumping out at him with a hypo spry.
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Post by marco on Feb 22, 2007 6:34:47 GMT
"YAH!"
Marco jumped out from the shadows, making what would look like a humorous scene had the situation been less serious.
"Get her on the bio bed." Finally, the doctor was in a place where he was used to barking orders. On his freighter assignment, he made do without nurses, and often commandeered fellow loaders and unloaders to do the job when the need was present. The orders flowed fluently.
"What she needs is rest. She has done too much, and with the heightened psionic energy on the ship from the recent events involved with the Drill, her nervous system is probably overloading." He brushed her hair back in admiration. He didn't have to hide his emotions while she was in a fainted state.
Marco tossed the hypospray he was using to guarding the shaft to the marine. "Here - guard the door."
Trey had different plans, tossing the the hypospray back, and left the way he came in.
"It is his drill, I suppose." the Doctor said to the nurse who had just come back in the room. She took over the care of L'ola, who's bio-readings were starting to stabilize.
Marco ordered the lights in the room to be dimmed to 30% intensity. The lights dimmed, and he stepped back into the shadows to await a possible Jeffrie's tube entrant.
An hour passed, and Marco opened his eyes. He had fallen asleep a few moments, but the scratching noise that was consistent of someone trying to override the locked down sickbay doors.
Motioning to the nurse on staff, he directed her to go into his office. He crouched down beside the bio-bed containing L'ola and waited. The doctor was cutting corners. Had this been a real intruder situation, he would have had her moved. Since it was only a Drill, he used her as a hiding place.
The door made a swooshing sound as it opened. Multiple footsteps could be heard. As a foot appeared around the corner of the bio-bed, Marco infused it with a knock-out agent. The foot never moved. Instead, the weight that was about to shift forward stopped and fell to the ground in front of Marco, with the face hidden by a mask. The infiltrator was wearing a black jumpsuit. As Marco reached to remove the mask, a foot of a second person stepped on his hand.
Marco looked up in fear.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2007 7:02:31 GMT
The doctor help trey place Lola on one of the bio beds, he watched the doctor perform his scan on her.
“What she needs is rest. She has done too much, and with the heightened psionic energy on the ship from the recent events involved with the Drill, her nervous system is probably overloading." Said doc. D’Angelo
“Well that’s a relief” replied trey as he eyed the doctor up. This was the first time he was actually meeting the new doctor, to be honest he had no recollection of nack ever leaving. “Anyway doc. If you continue looking at her like that you might burn a hole into her head” added trey noticing the way the doctor was steering at Lola. D’Angelo through him a hypospry.
“Here, guard the door” he ordered, trey trough it back at him
“Sorry doc. Got more important thing to do” then he was out the door, his plan was to head to the torpedo bay with Lola but with her in sickbay he was now on his own. “If I remembered correctly the torpedo bays should be on deck six, well I guess it’s back to the turbo shaft” he commented to him self. As he began to head out he heard a few voices coming for down the corridor {well, well, well, my first catch of the day} he thought to him self as he hid in the corner awaiting his prey. As the two unsuspecting men came round the corner they were greeted by a few well placed kicks, punches and chops to there body. The feel to the floor, they were dressed in black commando Special Forces uniform with black masks covering there faces. Try unstapled there belts, using them to bind there hands and feet together. He then picked up there weapons and headed for the lift shaft.
Deck six was crawling with goons, they had this place lock down tight. This made moving around very difficult, he needed to come up with a plan quick if he was to secure the torpedo bays. Trey noticed one of the goons fiddling with his gun strap the others had left him behind, this was just the opportunity he was waiting for and he did not let it go to waste. Trey snuck up behind him and placed his head into a sleeper lock, within second the goon was down, trey then dragged him round the corner where he began to relive him of his clothing.
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Post by loganbyrne on Feb 25, 2007 22:02:57 GMT
Sitting in the Science Lab, Commanders Byrne and Fox were sifting thru the records of the failed tricorders and were thrown by the sound of the claxon alarm. Grabbing their PADDs and phasers, they rushed to the Main Bridge to meet up with the senior staff, but collided with the barefooted Commodore across from Sickbay. After being briefed, they tried to communicate with Trey in the Jefferies tubes, but were unable to locate them due to the lack of enviromental control and subsystems within the tubes. (Unknowning to them, that Trey and L'ola had already been thru sickbay.) <TAG Sonak> As the trio made their way to the lower decks, they came across information that the 'terrorist' cell was holed up in the forward topedo tube rooms and locked down. "Commodore, how would you like the chance of your dreams?", asked Byrne. Stroking the Commodore's hand, he winked and said,"I need you to lockdown the airlock as Fox and I attempt to close the bays down from the outside and flush the vents cutting off the oxygen in the room to allow Trey to attempt to gain control." <TAG Sonak> Suiting up, Byrne and Fox prepared for an simulated EVA per the holodeck control. <TAG Trey>
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Post by marco on Feb 26, 2007 5:47:55 GMT
"Come on - I'm new on the ship!" No matter- a large yellow flashing indicator was placed on his chest. It was to signal that he was dead.
"You are to go to the brig until this drill is over." the masked marine said. His counterpart was still passed out on the floor.
"I think you are mistaken. You see, I have a patient here- and that's no drill." The marine looked at L'ola, who was showing signs of stirring, and didn't buy the doctor's story. He forcefully grabbed the Doctor's hand. Marco instinctively flailed his arms, catching the marine's chin square with his elbow. The marine fell to the ground. Two masked men now lie in sickbay.
"I think this Drill is getting a bit over the top. How come every drill so far has involved someone getting injured?" L'ola was still a little too groggy to respond, but D'Angelo was bouncing ideas off of her anyways. "I think I'm going to put these two in a forcefield... yea, that's what I'm going to do."
=/\= Commodore Reckus =/\= D'Angelo tapped his badge after getting the two into biobeds and erecting the forcefield.
=/\= You need to end this Drill, or make sickbay off limits. =/\=
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=/\= I'm NOT trying to get out of the Drill again =/\= He was indignant on her assumption, but it would not have been out of his character to try to skirt the drill.
=/\= We have real sick here... 'R' - 'E' - 'A' - 'L', as in - 'not a drill' I have two of the Drill culprits here, threatening to take me away to the brig.=/\= The Commodore ended the transmission. Marco didn't know if she was angry with his tone, or if she was angry with Maverick. Either way, perhaps this would stop the shenanigans that have been happening in his sickbay.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2007 18:57:56 GMT
A little riled that nobody was actually answered her questions, Sonak walked with her chiefs of engineering and science, wondering what they were up to. However while they walked, they finally decided to fill her in on the situation and her chagrined mood lifted somewhat, until Byrne took her hand and seemed to be flirting with her.
"Commodore, how would you like the chance of your dreams?", asked Byrne. Stroking the Commodore's hand, he winked and said,"I need you to lockdown the airlock as Fox and I attempt to close the bays down from the outside and flush the vents cutting off the oxygen in the room to allow Trey to attempt to gain control."
The Vulcan pulled her hand from his grasp in not an unkind fashion and forced herself to keep her expression neutral as she regarded her chief engineer. "As long as you keep in mind that nobody is to get killed," she chided him, "we need to interrogate these mercenaries, not kill them. If we kill them, we are no better than they and Starfleet stands above this petty behaviour."
Suiting up, Byrne and Fox prepared for an simulated EVA per the holodeck control.
Sonak entered the holodeck with them and was surprised at how perfect a holodeck could recreate her own ship. She watched them enter the airlock and she locked it behind them, following Byrne's exact instructions. It had been a long while since she'd performed any such task, and this crash-course refreshment was certainly a welcome event.
As Byrne and Fox struggled their way out of the ship, Sonak received an angry page from sickbay. =/\= Commodore Reckus, you need to end this Drill, or make sickbay off limits. =/\=
"That is a negative doctor, I cannot exclude sickbay from the drill scenario. Those participating are well aware of the fact that sickbay holds real patients. You are expected to react as though this were a real situation. Now, cease trying to get out of these scenario's doctor, it is starting to become increasingly annoying!"
=/\= I'm NOT trying to get out of the Drill again =/\=
"Be that as it may doctor, sickbay will not be excluded." She was starting to lose control over her carefully modulated tone and her annoyance was slipping through.
=/\= We have real sick here... 'R' - 'E' - 'A' - 'L', as in - 'not a drill' I have two of the Drill culprits here, threatening to take me away to the brig.=/\=
Sonak was well aware of the fact sickbay held real patients, otherwise it wouldn't be a sickbay. Without bothering to respond, she cut the transmission for she knew the 'culprits' as the CMO had so aptly named them, would likely be tracking any intraship missions. Instead she opened another channel, hoping it would be secure and hoping she would get hold of her SMO. "Reckus to Maverick, and all other teams, what is your status?"
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Post by loganbyrne on Feb 26, 2007 20:53:22 GMT
As Byrne and Fox edged their way towards the openning to the Fore Tubes, Logan reached into his bag of 'tricks' and pulled a PADD and a concussion grenade. Once in the tube, Logan sealed the doors and activated the flush vents to push the oxygen out of the room, disorientating the 'culprits'. Once the shock seemed to wear off, he tossed the grenade into the main area, knocking out the remaining terrorists. <TAG Trey> Unlocking the doors, Byrne and Fox headed back out of the room, and communicated their actions to the Commodore to rely to the real-time scenario being run by Lt. Maverick. So that the terorists could be yellow-tagged. Logging off from the holodeck, Byrne winked at the Comodore and headed to the Main Torpedo room service conduits to see if he could assist in the simulated lockdown.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2007 7:11:02 GMT
Trey continued to make his way down the corridor until he was found him self standing at the entrance of the torpedo bay, he began slicing into the door commands. The door slid open, and to trey’s surprise and delight the terrorist were all neutralizes. Trey began his search of the area
=/\=Reckus to Maverick, and all other teams, what is your status? =/\= came the commodore’s voice over his com badge.
=/\= trey here, got good news and bad ma’am, the good new is all enemies in the torpedo bays have been neutralized. =/\=
=/\= and the bad new? =/\= asked the commodore in a cold unemotional Vulcan voice.
=/\= we’re one quantum torpedo short =/\= at that very moment team reports began coming in. [alpha team cargo bays have been secured] [bravo team weapons lockers have been secured] [sigma team mess hall and hostages have been secured sir]
=/\= what about the bridge and engineering =/\=
[Both are locked down tight no way of getting sir]
There communications were interrupted. [“this is the captain of the red nova speaking, we have your ship, at this very moment my team down in your engineering are rigging a quantum torpedo to your warp reactor, and if our demands are not met we will blow this ship apart, and trust me we will have no second thoughts.”]
=/\= star fleet does not negotiate with terrorist, so go right a head and blow us all to hell, we’ll be dead and you along with us and what ever your plans were would have died along with us=/\= said trey interrupting the mans speech.
[“Is that so YOUNG marine, so I guess the lives of your commodore amounts to nothing to you then, they are all so lovely especially this young one here. She is what just a few weeks….] said the man with a cold, dark and sinister voice
=/\=what are your demands=/\= came the voice of commodore sonak over the com.
[“Ah someone with a little more sense, all we want is your ship”]
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Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2007 21:10:20 GMT
[“Ah someone with a little more sense, all we want is your ship”]
Sonak held her breath, thereby biting back a furious retort. She glared at both Fox and Byrne, her eyes holding the fury she felt. Even though she knew this was just a drill, when it came to her children she was like any mother: very protective.
"You are not getting my ship," she replied, sounding dead calm, even to her own surprise, "and if you so much as hurt that child, you will have me to deal with and I assure you it will not be pleasant. Children are sacred on this vessel, and you will meet severe penalties if you harm any of them."
While she talked, the three officers walked to the nearest science lab and she motioned for Fox to start tracking down the origin of the communication. "Lieutenant Maverick, are you listening in? Fire at will when you encounter the enemy. I want these terrorists off my ship, even if you have to beam them into space in order to achieve it."
Now she turned to Logan. "Get to sickbay," she ordered, "and see if you can get the CMO to device some form of anaesthetic that will knock out only those that are not listed on this ship's crew manifest. L'Ola is in sickbay, she should be able to assist."
Then she remembered something vital, there were explosives aboard but it was unknown wich part of the ship they were armed, since everything on the Vesuvius was present in threefold. For now, she forewent reminding her chief engineer, as he had more pressing matters. If the terrorists could be overcome, then at least that threat would be eliminated. For now, she would head to main engineering herself to check things out, hoping that her children would remain unharmed.
The Vulcan felt fury built over the realisation that she was letting a mere scenario get to her, but then decided that even in their enthusiasm, regular crewmembers playing a certain part in a scenario could go too far, and eventually believe their part was real.
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Post by loganbyrne on Feb 28, 2007 6:59:27 GMT
Shocked by the words of the terrorists holding a child ransom on top of the photon torpedo, Byrne punched the bulkhead next to him. This caught the other two officers off-guard.
"Commodore, I pledged my alliegence to you once I walked on board this ship. Scenario or not, I will NOT allow this to proceed. Play along with them, I have a plan.", said Logan. The smirk on his face was just enough to calm the hot-blooded Vulcan's temper. But only enough for her to push him towards his destination.
Running towards the plasma control relays on Deck 9, Logan found the primary control panel to the flush plasma vents. Using his arm implants, Byrne created a program to deactivate the primary warp core and flush the warp energy into space, thus rendering the core inactive.
As a side thought he also created an algorthim to detach the anti-matter containers from the ship if that had failed. This way he could "jettison" the core and surround the victims in a forcefield till help arrived. Or just shunt the known crew out of the room and suck the oxygen and everything not bolted down into space.
'I am not gonna let my god-daughter get hurt. I swear by it', thought Logan. 'And Sonak would have me spaced if I did, and would kill my surprise', he smiled to himself.
Setting the program in motion, he signalled Commodore Sonak his intentions via his PADD. <TAG Sonak> <TAG Trey>
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Post by fox on Feb 28, 2007 13:13:44 GMT
[“Ah someone with a little more sense, all we want is your ship”]While she talked, the three officers walked to the nearest science lab and she motioned for Fox to start tracking down the origin of the communication. Immediately Fox walked to one of the consoles in the the science lab, working on pinpointing the origin. He looked at Logan as he was going through the readings he had gotten. "We're dealing with technical geniuses." he said as made a small map of the vesuvius appear on a view screen. Fox poined at a blinking dot. "That where we were." A line coming from that point could be seen, going through several sections of the ship. "Looks like they rerouted the signal several times to prevent an easy backtrace. It will take some time to find the real origin." "Then get to it commander!" Sonak snapped as she rushed out the door after Logan, though where Logan went one way, she followed the corridor that would lead her to main engineering. There, she stood gazing at the deactivated warpcore. "Reckus to Maverick and Byrne, how do I disengage the bomb that is attached to the warpcore?"
She knew she could also ask Nick, but he was busy holding down the fort on the bridge. "I am looking at the device now but it is out of my reach. Whoever placed it is either extremely agile or extremely tall."
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Slowly but surely the room came into focus. She nearly sighed as she saw the ceiling. Somehow, even though the entire ship was decorated in nearly identical fashion, the sickbay ceilings were easily identifiable. Especially when you'd woken up with a view of them a few times.
*What happened this time?* She tried to think. She couldn't remember anything being close to hitting her on the head, nor could she remember losing her balance at any time. Then she thought of the drill that was going on, and her train of thought quickly spread to a room lacking in air, to stress of so much going on in her life and to HIM. He was there. Which made things even more understandable.
L'Ola finally felt able to sit up, which she did as carefully as possible. She was surprised to see their new doctor looking at diagrams of the ship at the other end of sickbay. "Need a hand with that?" she asked.
Marco turned round with a start, apparently she'd been quieter sitting up than she'd realised, "Ah good you're up. Welcome back to the crisis." He didn't seem too impressed with the current situation, but made no attempt to turn back to his work. In fact, L'Ola got the sneaking suspicion that she'd managed to wake up in the one minute he hadn't been looking in her direction since she got there.
"Lieutenant Maverick still causing chaos then? Here, let me help you with whatever it is you're doing." She stood up and went over to where Marco had been working. "I've been on this ship for a long time now so I know my way round it pretty well if that helps."
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Post by marco on Mar 2, 2007 3:33:02 GMT
Not expecting their hands to touch when they both happened to reach for a padd, Marco grabbed his hand back. He wished he hadn't, but his subconcious happened to control that particular reaction.
"I have no idea what is going on now- yes, Maverick is causing chaos again." Marco used the padd to point to the two marines while he talked.
"I knocked them out - they are in a forcefield for now. I have half a mind to put Maverick in there too when I get hold of him." the Doctor winked at L'ola. He wasn't really a vengeful person. He was just frustrated at the moment.
"If you really want to help, you can start going through the sickbay subsystems and recreating the bio files. One of the power surges corrupted them, and I have yet to retrieve them. I'm not much for being an Engineer... you wouldn't know how to reconstruct these, would you?"
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Post by loganbyrne on Mar 3, 2007 22:11:02 GMT
Surveying the bomb from an uppper level, Logan couldn't firgure how they placed it so high up without anti-grav boots. Using his PADD to scan the surface of the Matter Containment coils, he recieved some startling information. "Commander Fox, can you check these readings, I am getting some wierd spacial readings from the chamber room. Sort of like it's not really there. Can you confirm this?", Byrne out. <TAG Fox> "Commodore, this is gonna sound strange, but do you have your phaser on you? I am gonna need you to set it for the owest stun and shoot the bulkhead immediately behind you. Don't worry, there IS NO chance of it setting off the bomb, I hope....... I have been getting wierd readings from the chamber, but have to wait till Commander Fox sends me back the information read-outs. Till then, stay your ground, force-fields are still in place cutting off the anti-matter coils", Bynre out. <TAG Sonak>
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"Shoot at what exactly?" Sonak asked, casting an anxious look at the antimatter coils. A blueish have told her that force fields were indeed in place, but for how long? And would a blast of this bomb, if it went off, be held back by the force field? She drew the phaser someone had thrust into her hands earlier and took a few steps forward, the deck feeling ice cold against her bare feet.
She suppressed a shiver as she set the phaser to its lowest setting and carefully aimed at the bulkhead. Logan had told her where to aim and she would follow his advice as he was the chief engineer. Pressing the trigger, she saw the beam leave the muzzle of her weapon and strike the bulkhead, sending sparks in all directions.
Sonak was briefly covered in darkness as the lights in main engineering flickered off and then back on. To her horror, she saw that the forcefield had collapsed. "Logan we have a serious problem," she commented as she took another few steps back, this time towards the nearest console, "I am trying to re-erect the forcefield around the coils. You need to keep me informed of your readings, and the terrorist status. You promised to save my child...do you intend to come back on that promise?" It sounded almost accusingly, but it was never meant as such. Like any parent, Sonak felt deep concern for the safety of her children, just as much as she was concerned for every single crewmember on her ship...and this time on the starbase as well.
Engineering was just about deserted as there was a shift change occurring just now and the engineers were working in the other two engine rooms at this time because of the drill scenario that was going on for the senior staff. Sonak felt the temperature rise in main engineering and she wiped a long strand of hair from her face in annoyance. She was working feverishly to get the forcefields back in place, but the harder she tried, the more it seemed to be failing to work.
Occasionally, she cast a nervous glance up at the bomb that was attached to the warpcore. She couldn't jettison the core for it would still pose a danger to both ship and starbase. "Logan I need that update!" she snapped, "you may remember that I am a doctor and not a trained engineer! What do I need to do, I am running out of time here! Trey, what is the status on these terrorists, are they captured yet? Are my children safe?"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2007 21:32:00 GMT
"Engineering type things? Now that's actually one job I've never done before, yes surprisingly there is one." She watched the smile on Marco's face drop just a little, "But don't worry. I got a few tips from a relative of mine, and with a little help from a friend."
"Friend?" Marco enquired
L'Ola grinned, "Sure, you talk to enough people you make enough friends to get any job done. Generally speaking it's a very friendly ship" *Although there are a few notable exceptions* she thought.
Marco looked a little bemused by this, he wasn't, after all, expecting a lesson in surviving on the Vesuvius. "Use your contacts then I guess."
She tapped her commbadge, "Kanz to Lieutenant Joughin. I'm trying to reconstruct the sickbay bio files any chance you could talk me through it?"
=/\= Umm, I've got 10 minutes if that helps. I can get you through as much as possible but you'll be on your own after that. =/\=
"Thanks that would be great."
From that point she blanked out the world around her. Knowing that time was of the essence she concentrated only on Sam's voice and the screen in front of her. He could really help her, that she knew, but she had to make sure she forgot about the rest of her life. Especially the one thing he reminded her of...
=/\= Okay, load up the main access screen. I need to know how much damage we're looking at. =/\=
"Okay... it's loading..." =/\= What are you doing in sickbay anyway? Knock yourself out again? =/\= he asked conversationally. "Honestly, no one respects rank anymore" she replied jokingly. "Right we're looking at 75% damage to civilian files, 80% to officer files. And yes I did."
There was a laugh from the other end of the comm line, =/\= Well done. You know I've never understood why they store the files seperately. Anyway, next you've got to... =/\=
The conversation continued, with L'Ola doing exactly as instructed, moving between consoles as required. When time permitted there was the odd bit of joking conversation. Strange how they had always managed that, given the nature of their acquaintance...
After 10 minutes they were getting close. =/\= And leave that to upload for a minute... Sorry Commander, I have to go now. Something important to run to =/\=
"I should be okay from here, thanks for your help Sam."
=/\= No problem, any time. Oh, and I'm sending something through to you that you might be interested in. Joughin out. =/\=
Marco looked up from his work again, trying to pretend it was the first time he'd looked in her direction since the start of her comm call. "Successful then?"
L'Ola nodded, "Yeah I'm almost finished." There was a beep from the computer to signal a message had been recieved. She opened the file up, and a huge weight lifted off her shoulders. For the first time in a while she smiled a genuinely content smile. "That guy is an angel, I swear."
"Something good happen?"
"And a half" she motioned for him to look at the display if he wanted. Sam had obviously been waiting to find out where she was before he could send it on.
'Forwarded by Lieutenant Samuel Joughin. Original message from Lieutenant Carrie Johnstone. Logs from Starfleet HQ intercepted. Location confirmed as of 2200 hours yesterday.'
A confused expression appeared on Marco's face, "I don't understand."
L'Ola almost laughed with happiness, "It means I don't care if the rest of this drill goes completely downhill. Lucy's safe!"
Half skipping she went over to the other side of sickbay to finish the procedure Sam had relayed to her. Things might finally start fixing herselves, she couldn't help thinking, as she stole a glance back at the new doctor...
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2007 17:19:55 GMT
Trey made his way to air lock, the hatch sealed shut. Trey was always fond of space walks and this was a rear opportunity for him and he was going to make the best of it. As he stepped out of the air lock and onto the hull of the ship he steered up into the vastness of space, he seemed to lose him self for a few moments. He was snapped back to the moment by commodore sonak’s voice over his com badge
=/\=Trey, what is the status on these terrorists, are they captured yet? Are my children safe? =/\=
=/\= am working on it ma’am =/\=
And with these words trey began to make his way along the ship’s hull to the bridge section. The trip was a short but slow one. It took him about ten minutes to make his way to the bridge emergency hatch. Trey slowly opened the hatch, there was a rush of air as the chamber decompressed. He made his way through the hatch and seemed to be placed between decks two and the bridge. Trey shut the hatch behind him and waited for the room to depressurize before taking off his EV. Suit. He then made his way to the end of the tiny corridor where there was a small ladder leading to a hatch on the ceiling, he slowly made his way up the ladder, and then cracked open the hatch a bit and picked through, the area was clear. It seem that the hatch lead right into the commodore’s ready room. He slow climbed out only to be welcomed by the commodore’s kids.
“Hey guys, are you all okay” he asked ‘yes’ nodded the oldest child
“Okay here’s what I want you to do for me” he continued “I want you to the door and tell the guard that you and you brother and sisters are hungry, can you do that”
“Yes” said the young Vulcan boy with a jovial voice
“Okay wait till I give you the signal” said trey as he mad his was to the left side of the door.
“Okay now” and with that being the signal his little solder made his way to the door. It slid open.
“Mr. Officer, my brothers and sisters are a bit hungry, could we please get something to eat?”
“No problem” said the guard as he walked over to the replicateor with the door sliding shut behind him. Maverick quietly made his way to the guard then grabbed his phaser from its holster
“Boom your dead” and the guard feel to the floor.
“Great job now could you look after your sibling, I just need to take care of a few things and then we can all go home”
Trey then made his way back to the door, he turned to the kids placed his index finger on his lips motioning of them to remain silent. The door slid open and trey went through phasers blazing. He fired his phaser at the commanding officer who was seated in the center chair. He then rolled to the left firing and hitting the officer seated at the conn followed by the one at the helm. Within second the entire bridge was cleared all had been tagged yellow. Trey then made his way back to the ready room where the kids were still seated
“All done, now we can go home”
=/\= maverick to commodore sonak I have a couple of kids that would like to say hello to there mother, and all hostiles have been eliminated =/\=
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2007 18:24:29 GMT
In engingeering, Sonak had been trying her best to disengage the bomb before it'd go off, especially after the forcefields surrounding it for safety had failed operation. However just as the bomb was going off, it disappeared from view altogether.
The starting blast threw the Vulcan off her feet, but the resulting damage and heat never came. Opening her eyes, Sonak looked up at the warpcore in surprise, finding it completely undamaged and no sign of attached explosives.
=/\= maverick to commodore sonak I have a couple of kids that would like to say hello to there mother, and all hostiles have been eliminated =/\=
It seemed the marine drill was finally over then, though Sonak had no way of guessing how everyone else had performed. She knew she had quite likely failed this one, but then she was hardly a trained marine and had never enjoyed any basic marine training to begin with. "Acknowledged lieutenant, I will be right up."
Minutes later, and still bare-footed, Sonak rushed onto the bridge, taking her baby daughter from her eldest son. She glared at the marine officer who had taken up the role of terrorist. "If you have so much as harmed her in your game," she threated, but quick examination turned out all five children were unharmed and just glad to see their mother and get an opportunity to be on the main bridge.
"Lieutenant Maverick I want your report on my desk at 20:00 tonight." Seeing Logan stroll onto the bridge together with Fox, she walked towards them. "Commander Byrne, you are to start your scenario at your earliest opportunity." Sonak tapped her combadge. "Reckus to sickbay, this drill is over, I repeat current drill is over. Doctor D'Angelo and Commander Kanz report to the bridge."
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Post by marco on Mar 6, 2007 6:02:06 GMT
L'ola left sickbay, leaving Marco to sort through the mounds of information she and her cohorts had uncovered.
"When are you going to release the prisoners." Alice's fingers made quotes in the air on "prisoners."
"Eh - they can stay there for all I care. They'll probably be waking up soon anyway. Semper Fidelis my rear, with all the trouble they gave me."
A few hours later, as D'Angelo had all the medical files reorganized, Jatan Reckus came in, followed by an entourage of kids; some being held by others.
"I would like to have them checked out. They seem fine, but after what Mr. Maverick put them through, I would like to be sure."
Marco sighed. "It seems I wasn't the only one inconvenienced here." He nodded toward the two in the bio beds, explaining to Jatan what had happened while he was off duty.
Examining the last child, "well, I think everything seems fine here. I would suggest you just teach your children to not talk to strangers." flipping the hypospray in his hand, he amended his statement, "or marines." the two doctors exchanged a short laugh. Although Marco was younger than Jatan, they seemed to get along well. Jatan had a hardened sense of humor, probably from living with a Vulcan for so long, but his tact was right on key. It was a joy working with him.
"Do you think we'll have to participate in the Engineering Drills? Your kids might be the reason to get me out of it for a day or two."
Jatan shook his head, still laughing. "Sonak told me you were testing her patience. I suggest you continue the drills. She would appreciate it, and it would do you good. I won't mention it to her that you suggest that." he winked. He really was a friend, although if he were more of a friend he would have gotten Marco out of the drills.
"I'm going to get some sleep here before Engineering Drills begin. I can't wait!" he twirled his finger, showing how stupid he thought the drills were.
"I'll relieve you at 0600 hours. Goodnight doctor."
"Goodnight Marco."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2007 20:32:37 GMT
Sonak spent the rest of the afternoon in her readyroom, having gotten properly dressed first right after the marine scenario was over. The Vesuvius was still grounded pending a Starfleet investigation but so far the feedback on the drills run by her senior staff was positive, which made the Vulcan commodore feel somewhat better.
Soon, they would have to start their journey towards Earth, something she wasn't looking forward to for once. Usually when her ship visited Earth, she would visit her parents but now she doubted she would have the time for that.
Sighing, she picked up the next report then noticed this wasn't a crew report. It was, in fact, a message from Starfleet telling her that a new navigator was assigned to her ship. Recently graduated from the academy, Lieutenant junior grade Tovan came highly recommended. Smiling to herself, Sonak found herself wondering how this new Vulcan navigator would fit in with her oddly formed crew.
A knock on the door made her look up. "Enter," she called, as she put the report aside. To her surprise, the newly assigned officer was already present, and seemingly ready to start his new journey in his carreer. "Ah, you must be Lieutenant Tovan," she started, "welcome aboard the Vesuvius. Eager to start too I see, you have arrived before I was expecting you. Please, have a seat. Tell me, how was your trip from Conqueror?"
(Tovan)
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Post by tovan on Mar 6, 2007 21:22:29 GMT
As the shuttle made it's approach towards the Vesuvius, Tovan took the oppurtunity to look over his new ship. He had read reports about the Somma-class ships but had never actually seen one, and found it to be an impressive ship. He had read that it was capable of Multi-Vector Assault Mode, and he was looking forward to dealing with the particular challenges of MVAM. Unfortunately, with the ship docked at starbase, he probably wouldn't be getting a chance to try piloting very soon.
He brought the shuttle in for a landing, went through post-flight checklist, then headed for his newly assigned quarters. After dropping off his gear, Tovan headed up to the bridge to report for duty. He knocked on the readyroom's door. "Enter," came the reply.
"Ah, you must be Lieutenant Tovan," Sonak started, "welcome aboard the Vesuvius. Eager to start too I see, you have arrived before I was expecting you. Please, have a seat. Tell me, how was your trip from Conqueror?"
"Satisfactory," he replied. "The shuttle performed adequately, although there is a minor imbalance in the warp core that should be attended to as soon as possible."
"I've read up on the latest status reports on the Vesuvius," Tovan continued, "and I noticed that we will be beginning an engineering drill shortly. I took several engineering courses at the Academy and am standing by to assist."
(Sonak)
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Post by Deleted on Mar 7, 2007 20:32:21 GMT
Sonak nodded. "I am certain Commander Byrne will appreciate any assistance you can give him in keeping this ship in one, or rather three, parts," she answered, "though in this drill scenario he will be giving us a problem to solve, and knowing him he will make it very tough."
She smiled ever so slightly. "You see, my chief engineer and I do not get along very well, especially since he seems very bent on trying to destroy my ship at every opportunity he gets. Now, perhaps you would like to stop by sickbay first to drop off your medical records and submit to the compulsary medical scan? After that you can do as you please until your first shift starts. I am going to spend some time with my family after I am done going through these reports."
Sonak dismissed her new navigator with a nod of her head; it was only a matter of time before the next person would come in with a suggestion or complaint, or just wanting some small talk.
(anyone/tovan)
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