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On board the station

SO_Washudoin says:
:: Runs first Anti-virus, Starts another look over the Ajax data recorder::
ACO_Claymore says:
::In Operations::
CEO_McDuggle says:
::is in cargo bay 3 going over debris::
CEO_McDuggle says:
Ensign Lackey: the CMO or the MO will be here shortly with a team to look for DNA traces. Give them all the help they need I'll be in OPS with the SO and CTO going over the data recorders
CEO_McDuggle says:
:: heads for TL:: TL : OPS
SO_Washudoin says:
ACO: Sir, I have started the first test and have begun to search the Data Recorder.
ACO_Claymore says:
SO: Tell me if you find anything... we need it
SO_Washudoin says:
ACO: Understood.
SO_Washudoin says:
:: Begins looking at recorder, starting from before the War Games::
ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: Thomas: Counselor how are things going?
CNS_Savar says:
@COMM: Arcadia: Thomas is at full power.  We're ready to launch to just beyond the station's shield perimeter.  Still close enough to transport.
SO_Washudoin says:
:: Starts building an enhancement to his first anti-virus tests::
SO_Washudoin says:
:: Makes some more adjustments to the virus tests::
ACO_Claymore says:
FCO: Let the Thomas launch and let them have priority

ACTION: The USS Thomas launches smoothly.

AXO_Matt says:
::blinks a couple of times at his sensor readings, then, plays them back once more::  ACO:  Sir, something just decloaked in front of the Oxen Blade, then recloaked.
ACO_Claymore says:
AXO: WHAT? Are the Captain and Jadis still aboard the Oxen Blade?
AXO_Matt says:
ACO:  I'm trying to raise them now, but, they were just at the edge of our sensors when I got this reading.
ACO_Claymore says:
AXO: I need to know if they are alright... Skroth: Ambassador you wouldn't happen to have any ships in the area of the Oxen Blade that might be able to give us some more detailed scans
Skroth says:
ACO: I only have my battle cruiser, which is still docked here, Commander.  ::wonders why he didn't remember that::
SO_Washudoin says:
:: Gets a little bit farther in to the data recorder::
AXO_Matt says:
ACO:  Sir, I'm not getting any response to my hails to the Oxen Blade.
ACO_Claymore says:
::thinks a moment::
AXO_Matt says:
ACO:  Sir, should we have the Thomas intercept the Oxen Blade?
ACO_Claymore says:
*CMO*: Arman, we've got an emergency the Captain may be in trouble be prepared to be transported to the Thomas
ACO_Claymore says:
AXO: Transport over and go to the Oxen Blade... find out if the CO is alright and use all means necessary
AXO_Matt says:
ACO:  Aye, Sir.  ::taps his comm. badge::  Thomas:  One to beam over to the Thomas.

Meanwhile, in the lab with Arman and Keely…

CMO_Utoo says:
::Walks out of his office and looks around for Keely::
MO_Calahan says:
::walks into the lab::
CMO_Utoo says:
::Enters the lab and sees Keely..:: Keely: Hello ::Walks up towards her:: Have you received XO Claymore's orders? We're supposed to go to the cargo bay and look for traces of DNA
MO_Calahan says:
::looks up, nods:: CMO: Yes sir. I was getting an analysis kit for it.
MO_Calahan says:
::goes back to what she was doing, then picks up a med kit-like thing.
CMO_Utoo says:
MO: Good idea, oh, and don't worry about the sir around me...I never liked being called that....::Grabs a kit for looking for DNA::
MO_Calahan says:
::shrugs, then turns back around, her expression neutral:: CMO: I'm ready.....
CMO_Utoo says:
MO: Shall we? ::Turns towards the door::
MO_Calahan says:
::follows him, and sighs::
CMO_Utoo says:
::Hears the sigh:: Keely: This might get a bit more personal, then a doctor should get with his medical officer, but are you alright? You seem to be sighing a lot......
CMO_Utoo says:
::Enters the TL and waits for Keely:: TL: Cargo bay one...
MO_Calahan says:
::raises an eyebrow:: CMO: I'm....well......::can't lie::..........don't worry about it. Really. ::smiles a little; enters TL behind Arman::
CMO_Utoo says:
Keely: alright if you say so...
MO_Calahan says:
::glad he let the subject drop::
ACO_Claymore says:
*CMO*: Arman, we've got an emergency the Captain may be in trouble be prepared to be transported to the Thomas
CMO_Utoo says:
*ACO* Very well...
MO_Calahan says:
::hears the comm., and immediately thinks of Jadis....was she with him?::
CMO_Utoo says:
Keely: I guess...your going to have to do the DNA job solo....I'm being called off...
MO_Calahan says:
::nods:: CMO: Understood.
CMO_Utoo says:
::Feels the pull of the transporter beam...::Self: Here we go again.....@::Looks around as everything comes into focus::

Back in operations….

ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: Thomas: Counselor... transport the CMO and AXO. They have the orders.
SO_Washudoin says:
:: Begins checking the codes in the virus to try and find a way to see who planted it::

ACTION: The AXO, and CMO are beamed to the Thomas.

ACO_Claymore says:
::looks at sensors to watch the Thomas:: COMM: Thomas: Keep us advised to your situation

ACTION: Admiral Pershing comms the station from his ship.

ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: Pershing: Admiral.
Adm_Pershing says:
COMM: ACO: Why has the Thomas left the station?
ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: Pershing: Sir. A ship decloaked in front of the Captain's Runabout, I am sending the Thomas to investigate
Adm_Pershing says:
COMM: ACO: Understood, Commander.  The Thomas is to retrieve the runabout and then return to the station.  Is that understood?
ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: Pershing: Yes, sir... That will be part of the investigation ::said almost like a question, wondering if the Thomas is not to investigate at all::
Adm_Pershing  says:
COMM:ACO: I see I was not understood, Commander.  ::emphasizes the rank:: There will be no investigation.  Thomas is to retrieve the runabout and return.  Nothing further.  I do not like to repeat myself.
ACO_Claymore says:
::swallows:: COMM: Pershing: Yes Sir. ::said really loud::    COMM: Thomas: Arcadia to Thomas.

ACTION: Admiral Pershing cuts his comm. channel.

ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: THOMAS: Thomas, come in.
CNS_Savar says:
@COMM: Arcadia: This is the Thomas
ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: Thomas: Admiral Pershing has given me new orders for you.. You are to retrieve the Oxen Blade and return. That is all he said for you to do no investigations.
CNS_Savar says:
@COMM: Arcadia: acknowledged.
ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: Thomas: However, I do want you to continue to scan the area as part of the Ajax investigation ::said strangely::
CNS_Savar says:
@::Raises eyebrow:: COMM: Arcadia: Acknowledged.  I will pass this onto the AXO.
ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: Thomas: Thank you counselor, Arcadia Out.
ACO_Claymore says:
::falls back in chair and slouches. Gives out a sigh::
CEO_McDuggle says:
::Steps off TL into OPS:: ACO :Hello Sir
ACO_Claymore says:
CEO: Chief... tell me you have some good news.
CEO_McDuggle says:
ACO: nothing new sir Ensign Lackey is still waiting for the MO
SO_Washudoin says:
Computer: Compare the virus codes with any Romulan, Vulcan or Skree codes that we know of. :: Begins receiving info::
SO_Washudoin says:
<Computer> There are no matches to the codes. ::Bleep::
SO_Washudoin says:
<Computer>It is a patchwork code combining different race's styles. ::Bleep:: Computer: Thank you.
SO_Washudoin says:
:: Starts to search the data recorder for any match to the code::
CEO_McDuggle says:
:: walks over to the SCI Console:: SO :have you found anything new in the data recorders
SO_Washudoin says:
CEO: Nothing yet I'm still working on it though, If you have any Ideas.....
CEO_McDuggle says:
SO: not at the moment. Not with out the computer core
SO_Washudoin says:
CEO: acknowledged
Skroth says:
::receives a comm. over his private channel on his suit::
CEO_McDuggle says:
SO : Have you been able to retrieve any of the deleted part yet
SO_Washudoin says:
:: Starts checking Thomas's, Arcadias, and the Ajax's records prior to the war games::
SO_Washudoin says:
:: Compares all three to one another::
SO_Washudoin says:
:: Begins second round of tests for the stopper to the virus::
Skroth says:
ACO: Pardon me, Commander.  It seems that Admiral Pershing would like a word with my staff and me.  I shall return.
ACO_Claymore says:
Skroth: Ambassador, till next time ::stands and nods::
CEO_McDuggle says:
:: goes to Engineering console and bring up the records that the SO is working on and see what he can do::

ACTION: Skroth and his aide beam off the station.

ACO_Claymore says:
SO: Do you have anything new to report?
SO_Washudoin says:
ACO: Nothing as of yet, I did find out the virus code is made from a combination of different race's coding styles
ACO_Claymore says:
::thinks a moment:: SO: That makes it sound like an Orion virus... but still it's circumstantial... Keeping working on it.
SO_Washudoin says:
ACO: Yes Sir.
ACO_Claymore says:
CEO: how about your end... anything new?
CEO_McDuggle says:
ACO: not yet Sir but I'm still working on it
MO_Calahan says:
*ACO*: I have discovered something quite......interesting down here sir.......
ACO_Claymore says:
*MO*: What is it doctor?
MO_Calahan says:
::sighs, and decides to be blunt:: *ACO*: I found DNA on a section of Engineering......
ACO_Claymore says:
*MO*: Is it Romulan?
MO_Calahan says:
*ACO*: No sir, its......its Orion.
ACO_Claymore says:
*MO*: Orion???   ::re-opens the internal sensor logs for the Ajax::
MO_Calahan says:
*ACO*: Yes sir.....I'm afraid so. I will do a more detailed analysis eventually, when I get back to the lab.
ACO_Claymore says:
*MO*: Get on it, keep up the good work
MO_Calahan says:
*ACO*: Aye sir.
SO_Washudoin says:
Computer: compare codes to Orion codes.
CNS_Savar says:
@COMM: Arcadia: Arcadia Station, come in, please
ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: Thomas: Arcadia here...
CEO_McDuggle says:
::works on trying to retrieve the deleted part of the data recorder::
AXO_Matt says:
@COMM:  Arcadia:  ACO:  I've just found some disturbing news.  I was able to trace a signal that was sent from the Ajax right before it was destroyed.  The signal was headed in the direction of that uncharted Orion Syndicate system we just came from.
SO_Washudoin says:
<Computer> There is one match found to the virus in SF Academy computers.
SO_Washudoin says:
Computer: Where did it come from?
SO_Washudoin says:
<Computer> It is traced to an Orion maintenance worker.
ACO_Claymore says:
::slightly confused and probably a bit mad:: COMM: Thomas: Alright, get back to Ops. I need to go see someone.
AXO_Matt says:
@COMM: Arcadia:  Aye, Sir.
ACO_Claymore says:
::looks over the internal sensor logs of the Ajax while waiting for the AXO... looking for an "Orion"::
SO_Washudoin says:
ACO: Sir the computer found one match to the virus codes.
ACO_Claymore says:
SO: Don't tell me... it is Orion?
ACO_Claymore says:
::finds nothing and chalks it up to the virus for the moment::
SO_Washudoin says:
:: stalls for a moment:: ACO: Yes Sir it is.
ACO_Claymore says:
SO: Alright, try to reconstruct the internal sensor data... I think our Romulan is actually an Orion.
SO_Washudoin says:
ACO: Right away :: Starts trying to find pieces of the internal sensor data::
CNS_Savar says:
@::Beams the AXO::
ACO_Claymore says:
AXO: welcome aboard
AXO_Matt says:
::nods to the ACO and takes his station, pulling up the Ajax logs once again and trying to see if he can decipher the signal sent to see if it can be read::
Adm_Pershing says:
COMM: ACO: Commander Claymore, I have been monitoring your communications.  What do you have to report?
ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: Pershing: Admiral, I was just about to come see you. We've discovered a few anomalies in all that we have gathered.
Adm_Pershing says:
COMM: ::Folds his arms:: Well, Commander?
SO_Washudoin says:
:: Searches data recorder and any sensor logs of the Ajax for a way to piece the internal sensors back together::
ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: Pershing: First, we've found Orion DNA on the Ajax debris--- but there are no Orions on the station at the moment and there were no Orions on the Ajax, at least there weren't supposed to be any
ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: Pershing: secondly we've found that the virus code is of Orion origin... and one of the strangest of all, a message was sent from the Ajax towards the location of an Orion Syndicate installation and the same area where the Captain disappeared
SO_Washudoin says:
:: Tries to bypass any non-essential information on the recorder and in the logs::
Adm_Pershing says:
COMM: ::Nods at the ACO:: Very well, Commander.  I want you and your staff in your briefing room immediately.  I will be there shortly.
Adm_Pershing says:
COMM: Pershing out.
AXO_Matt says:
ACO:  Sir, I am trying to decode the signal that was sent.  It will take about 4 hours to decode, with there being a high possibility of it not getting decoded.
ACO_Claymore says:
AXO: put it on automatic
AXO_Matt says:
::nods to the ACO::
SO_Washudoin says:
:: Searches SF Academy records for the Anti-virus::
AXO_Matt says:
ACO:  Sir, does he want those that are over on the Thomas as well in this meeting?
ACO_Claymore says:
AXO: I assumed so
ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: Senior Staff: Alright, everyone to the Briefing Room, let the junior officers take your place
CNS_Savar says:
@COMM: Arcadia: Acknowledged.  FCO: Dock with the station.  *TR!*: Beam Danforth, Arman, and myself to Arcadia's Briefing room.

On board the Thomas

CNS_Savar says:
@::Aboard the U.S.S. Thomas, coming onto the Bridge:: OPS: Status Report.
OPS_Danforth says:
@::noticing as Savar enters the bridge, activating view screens with status reports:: CNS: Sir, we are running at full-operations capacity.  We currently have a skeleton crew, but only the best and brightest are on-board.  All weapons are ready in case we have any trouble, shields are at standby, and we can launch in a moment's notice.
CNS_Savar says:
@OPS: Excellent.  Have you started scanning the incoming and outgoing traffic in the last two months yet?
OPS_Danforth says:
@::brings up ship manifests on the view screen and scrolling:: CNS: Yes, sir.  I'm about halfway done already, but I haven't noticed anything out of the ordinary yet.
CNS_Savar says:
@OPS: Affirmative.  ::Sits in the Captain's chair:: OPS: The Exec wanted the ship launched, didn't he?  ::Turns to FCO:: FCO: Launch the ship, after getting clearance.  Take us just outside of the station's shield perimeter.  Close enough that we could still beam on and off.
CNS_Savar says:
@<Thomas_FCO>: Aye, sir.  COMM: Arcadia: Permission to launch?
ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: Thomas: Counselor how are things going?
CNS_Savar says:
@COMM: Arcadia: Thomas is at full power.  We're ready to launch to just beyond the station's shield perimeter.  Still close enough to transport.
CNS_Savar says:
@<Thomas_FCO>::Moves Thomas out::
OPS_Danforth says:
@COMM: Ship wide comm.: All stations prepare for launch, let's keep alive people.

ACTION: The USS Thomas launches smoothly.

CNS_Savar says:
@*TRs*: All transporter rooms, lock onto the senior staff of Arcadia.  TR 1, take ACO, AXO, CEO, and CMO.  TR 2, SO and MO.
CNS_Savar says:
@*TR2*: Also, lock onto Skroth, the Skree Ambassador, and one of his assistants.
OPS_Danforth says:
@::prepping all stations and running through flight checklists...and still going through the ship manifests::
CNS_Savar says:
@::Looks down at the arm viewer and notices all TRs confirm orders::
CNS_Savar says:
@::Walks around, passing the CONN, the Operations Station, the Science Station, the Tactical Station, and the Engineering Station, seeing all of them online and at top functionality::
OPS_Danforth says:
@::proud of the staff:: CNS: Everything going smoothly, sir.  Still going over the manifests.
CNS_Savar says:
@OPS: Acknowledged.  ::Sits back down in chair::
ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: Thomas: Counselor... transport the CMO and AXO. They have the orders.
CNS_Savar says:
@*TR1*: Bring aboard the AXO and the CMO.
OPS_Danforth says:
@CNS: Sir, we've got a lock on the Oxen Blade...but something's wrong.  It's drifting in space.
CNS_Savar says:
@OPS: Are you sure?  I assume that is where we are going, then.  FCO: Set a course for the Oxen Blade.
OPS_Danforth says:
@CNS: Yes, sir.  There's no doubt.  The ship has activated emergency stop.  It seems as if the Captain and Jadis are no longer aboard the ship.

ACTION: The AXO, and CMO are beamed to the Thomas.

CMO_Utoo says:
@::Sees the bridge:: AXO/CNS: Where do you want me? On the bridge or down in sickbay?
AXO_Matt says:
@CMO:  Doctor, would you take helm and lay in a course to intercept the Oxen Blade.
CNS_Savar says:
@::Stands up and moves to the tactical station, slaving the science scanners to the tactical station:: AXO: I've got all scanners working on it, but we should localize our scanning.  Course is set and waiting for the order.
AXO_Matt says:
@::nods to Savar::  CNS:  Good work.
CMO_Utoo says:
@::Walks up to helm, sits down and brings up sensor logs on the position of the oxen blade...sets the course:: AXO: I'm awaiting your order, sir...
AXO_Matt says:
@CMO:  Engage.  ::sits down in the 'big' chair and pulls up the panel::
OPS_Danforth says:
@::nods to Arman:: CMO: Good to see you Doctor.  Hope it's not your medical skills we'll need on this trip.
OPS_Danforth says:
@::continues scanning the area for any anomalies.::
CMO_Utoo says:
@OPS: You and me both ::Laughs a little:: Or how about my tactical skills....like the last time the Thomas went out...::remembers not liking the feeling of not knowing what's around the corner down on the planet where the crew was being held:: AXO: Engaging ::feels the ship move on its course..::
AXO_Matt says:
@::configures the console to display tactical and sensor displays::
OPS_Danforth says:
@AXO: Sir, we've got the Oxen Blade locked.  There's obviously no one on board.  No anomalies reported in the area so far.  I'll begin scanning for cloaked ships or warp residue.
CNS_Savar says:
@::Sets scanners on full::
AXO_Matt says:
@OPS:  Keep scanning, and make sure there are no signs aboard the Oxen Blade.
OPS_Danforth says:
@AXO: Yes, sir.  ::scanning continuing, trying to identify what happened to the Oxen Blade::
CMO_Utoo says:
@AXO: We are approaching the Oxen Blade now, sir...
OPS_Danforth says:
@CMO: This is just too weird.  Too many incidents having to do with cloaking technology.
CMO_Utoo says:
@OPS: I'd just rather do away with all of it, who needs to hide in the darkness and attack from behind? It seems so dishonorable...
OPS_Danforth says:
@CMO: I know how you feel.  I'd think it would be more important to find out how to break through cloaking technology than to get our own.
CMO_Utoo says:
@OPS: Yes, I agree. Have you noticed that every time one of our shuttles or the Thomas leaves the station, we always end up in trouble, one would think that we're the unluckiest crew in Starfleet....
OPS_Danforth says:
@::laughing quietly at Arman's statement:: CMO: Definitely.  It's almost asking for trouble every time we hear the word "engage."
CMO_Utoo says:
@OPS: Yeah, but you know what? I wouldn't trade it for anything...
OPS_Danforth says:
@CMO: Me, too.  It's quite a challenge.
AXO_Matt says:
@CMO:  Slow to impulse and bring us in slowly.  CNS:  Keep us at yellow alert.
ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: Thomas: Arcadia to Thomas.
CMO_Utoo says:
@::Slows to impulse, and slowly takes the ship closer to the oxen blade...also prepares a few evasive maneuvers incase of a surprise::
ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: THOMAS: Thomas, come in.
OPS_Danforth says:
@Engineering: I need more power to the deflector array.  We need to have a deeper scan of the area.
OPS_Danforth says:
@<engineering>: Yes, sir.  We can boost scanning efficiency by 20% with isolation matrix 12.
CNS_Savar says:
@COMM: Arcadia: This is the Thomas
ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: Thomas: Admiral Pershing has given me new orders for you.. You are to retrieve the Oxen Blade and return. That is all he said for you to do no investigations.
CNS_Savar says:
@COMM: Arcadia: acknowledged.
ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: Thomas: However, I do want you to continue to scan the area as part of the Ajax investigation ::said strangely::
OPS_Danforth says:
@::smiling at the XO's hidden comment::
CNS_Savar says:
@::Raises eyebrow:: COMM: Arcadia: Acknowledged.  I will pass this onto the AXO.
ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: Thomas: Thank you counselor, Arcadia Out.
OPS_Danforth says:
@::isolating communications to internal only::
CMO_Utoo says:
@::Hears the comm.:: Self: This cant be right, ::Brings up the most recent sensor logs and scans them for anything the computer might have missed:: OPS: What do you think of that ::Motions to the screen:: An admiral ordering us not to investigate the disappearance of our captain...
OPS_Danforth says:
@CMO: I think there's something very wrong here.
OPS_Danforth says:
@CMO: I'm beginning to think that the Captain's disappearance is something we SHOULD investigate.
OPS_Danforth says:
@AXO: Sir, I'm continuing scans on the "Ajax" investigation.
CMO_Utoo says:
@OPS: I'm just glad that the ACO agrees with us...
CNS_Savar says:
@All: I think it may be a SFI mission.
CNS_Savar says:
@All: That's the only logical explanation here
AXO_Matt says:
@*Ensign Throano*:  Please report to transporter 1 and beam aboard the Oxen Blade and take it back to the station.
AXO_Matt says:
@<Ensign Throano> *AXO*:  Yes, Sir.
AXO_Matt says:
@::Ensign Throano reports to the transporter room::
CMO_Utoo says:
@AXO: When the shuttle is beamed aboard...I would like to check its internal sensor logs...that might give us a clue as to the whereabouts of the Captain....
OPS_Danforth says:
@AXO: And I'd like to have a crew scan the exterior for any evidence of foul play.
AXO_Matt says:
@CMO:  I sent someone to pilot the ship back to the station.
CMO_Utoo says:
@AXO: Very well, in that case, what are your orders?
AXO_Matt says:
@::pulls up the logs of the Ajax just prior to its explosion and tries to notice in what direction the unknown beam was sent in::  CMO:  return to the area of the Ajax's destruction and remain on station there.
CMO_Utoo says:
@::Sets a course towards the Ajax and automatically engages the ship::
AXO_Matt says:
@CNS:  Open a channel to the station.
CNS_Savar says:
@COMM: Arcadia: Arcadia Station, come in, please
ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: Thomas: Arcadia here...
AXO_Matt says:
@COMM:  Arcadia:  ACO:  I've just found some disturbing news.  I was able to trace a signal that was sent from the Ajax right before it was destroyed.  The signal was headed in the direction of that uncharted Orion Syndicate system we just came from.
ACO_Claymore says:
::slightly confused and probably a bit mad:: COMM: Thomas: Alright, get back to Ops. I need to go see someone.
AXO_Matt says:
@COMM: Arcadia:  Aye, Sir.
AXO_Matt says:
@CNS:  beam me directly to OPS of Arcadia.  You have the bridge.
CNS_Savar says:
@::Beams the AXO::
OPS_Danforth says:
@CMO: The waiting is the worst part.
CMO_Utoo says:
@OPS: Yes it is, I can barely stand it...its almost enough to drive a man insane...
CNS_Savar says:
@::Trying to keep busy by writing psych files::
OPS_Danforth says:
@CMO: I can only wonder when something will come up.  I'd like to DO something to help other than just manning the ship, but I guess that's sometimes the best thing to do.
CNS_Savar says:
@::Looks up:: OPS: Duty is not always what we want to be doing...
CMO_Utoo says:
@OPS: I don't know about that, my father used to say that if your not apart of the solution, you're apart of the problem...
ACO_Claymore says:
COMM: Senior Staff: Alright, everyone to the Briefing Room, let the junior officers take your place
OPS_Danforth says:
@::turns to Savar:: CNS: What I'd like to be doing is finding out what happened to the Ajax.  It's frustrating at times... ::looks down at his leg and remembers the recent pain::
CNS_Savar says:
@COMM: Arcadia: Acknowledged.  FCO: Dock with the station.  *TR!*: Beam Danforth,     Arman, and myself to Arcadia's Briefing room.

All senior staff now aboard the station and beaming into the briefing room…

CEO_McDuggle says:
:: heads for the briefing room::
OPS_Danforth says:
::feeling myself beaming into the Briefing room::
ACO_Claymore says:
::starts to walk for the Briefing Room::
SO_Washudoin says:
:: Hears ACO, signals to an ensign and informs his what to look for, Heads for briefing room::
AXO_Matt says:
::sets the decoding on automatic and heads for the briefing room::
Host AGMDave says:
ACTION: Admiral Pershing and Ambassador Skroth beam into Arcadia's briefing room.
ACO_Claymore says:
::takes a seat in his customary chair, leaving the CO chair vacant::
CMO_Utoo says:
TR: Beam me into the corner of the briefing room....::Feels the transporter take hold..::
Host AGMDave says:
ACTION: The crew from the Thomas beams over tot he station.
CMO_Utoo says:
<@>
CNS_Savar says:
::Materializes in BR::
CMO_Utoo says:
::Looks around in the briefing room and takes his seat::
OPS_Danforth says:
::taking a seat::
Skroth says:
::sits as well as he can in his suit::
CEO_McDuggle says:
::takes his set in the briefing room::
AXO_Matt says:
::takes his seat::
CNS_Savar says:
::Sits down in appropriate chair::
Adm_Pershing says:
::stands at the head of the table waiting for everyone to get settled::
SO_Washudoin says:
:: Finds his normal chair and finds he still fits nicely in it::
Adm_Pershing says:
All: Thank you for arriving so quickly.  Here is the situation:
ACO_Claymore says:
::sits quietly waiting for the Admiral to begin... thinking over his replies::
CNS_Savar says:
::Folds hands and sit back::
OPS_Danforth says:
::leans in and listens intently::
CMO_Utoo says:
::Listens to the admiral::
Adm_Pershing says:
All: The data that you have collected has placed the final pieces into the puzzle for Starfleet.
ACO_Claymore says:
::wonders what puzzle but doesn't ask because Admiral's usually say it anyway::
Adm_Pershing says:
All: Your information, combined with that from the Skree and Starfleet Intelligence leads us to believe that the Orion Syndicate has pirated the Skree stealth technology.
OPS_Danforth says:
::thinks that was obvious::
SO_Washudoin says:
:: Watches the Admiral ::
OPS_Danforth says:
::self: maybe they need me in SFI::
Adm_Pershing says:
::brings up a chart of the Orion system with courses plotted on it::
CEO_McDuggle says:
::thinks here it comes::
ACO_Claymore says:
::studies the map on the wall::
Adm_Pershing says:
All:  We have been authorized to assault the Orion Syndicate's stronghold in this sector.  We will use the Republic, the Skree battle cruiser, the Thomas, and one other starship that has yet to be assigned.
AXO_Matt says:
::looks at the map::
OPS_Danforth says:
::thinks this is a rather aggressive move for Starfleet and is a bit suspicious::
CNS_Savar says:
::Questions forming::
SO_Washudoin says:
:: Listens carefully ::
Adm_Pershing says:
All: Our orders are clear.  We are to arrest the leaders of the Syndicate that are there and bring them back for trial.  If they resist?  Well, we will just have to see what happens.  ::grins::
OPS_Danforth says:
::looks to the ACO, hoping he questions this::
Adm_Pershing says:
All: We cannot allow the Orions to keep this technology.  We are also to seize any remnants of the Skree technology or destroy it.
CMO_Utoo says:
Self: Oh great....war casualties, just what I need...I'd rather be on an away team with a phaser, then in sickbay with a hypo....
ACO_Claymore says:
::continues to wait for the Admiral's word on questions::
Adm_Pershing says:
All:  Any questions?
CNS_Savar says:
::Raises hand::
OPS_Danforth says:
::raises hand, also::
ACO_Claymore says:
Admiral: Yes a few sir.
Adm_Pershing says:
CNS: Counselor?
CNS_Savar says:
Adm: Tactical reports on the stronghold?  And the likelihood of success?
SO_Washudoin says:
:: Happy he gets to be in  a good fight::
Adm_Pershing says:
CNS: We estimate a 75% chance of success in either seizing or destroying.  There will be minimal casualties.
Adm_Pershing says:
OPS: Yes?
OPS_Danforth says:
Admiral: Permission to speak freely sir?
CMO_Utoo says:
::Raises his hand and then puts it down cause his question was answered::
Adm_Pershing says:
OPS: Yes, but quickly.
OPS_Danforth says:
Admiral: This seems to be a rather aggressive move for Starfleet.  Why not infiltrate the syndicate, locate the depth of their knowledge, and steal it back.  An outward attack seems like a cause for our allies to question our motives and would expose our efforts to gain stealth technology.
Adm_Pershing says:
OPS: Yes, it is aggressive.  This assault is meant to cripple the syndicate for a good long time.  Something an internal infiltration could not do.  Our allies have no problem with this.  Also, we cannot allow this technology to stay in the Orion's hands.  Next thing we know, the Ferengi will have it then who knows who else.
Adm_Pershing says:
ACO: Commander?
ACO_Claymore says:
Admiral: I assume that I will be in command of the Thomas... May I request her be supplied with Quantum Torpedoes?
Adm_Pershing says:
ACO: Affirmative.  The load of QTs is being loaded as we speak.
AXO_Matt says:
::raises hand::
Adm_Pershing says:
AXO:  Yes?
SO_Washudoin says:
:: Grins to self about the power of a QT::
AXO_Matt says:
Since it seems that the Syndicate has this cloaking technology, is there any way that we will be able to sense a ship fitted with this technology?
Adm_Pershing says:
AXO: Good question.  That is why the Skree will be accompanying us.  They will be able to see past their own technology and send the info to our ships.
ACO_Claymore says:
Admiral: I have one last question, will I be in on the selection of the remaining vessel?
Adm_Pershing says:
ACO: No.  Not even I know which ship will be sent.
AXO_Matt says:
Admiral:  That will make it hard for our targeting sensors to lock on to the ships and fire at them.
Adm_Pershing says:
AXO: The Skree will send the target information right to our ship's weapons systems.  You won't need to worry about it.
AXO_Matt says:
::nods::
OPS_Danforth says:
::not liking this::
Adm_Pershing says:
All: That will be all for now.  I will expect you to report to your vessel in two hours.
OPS_Danforth says:
ACO: Sir, can I speak to you for a minute?

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The MO's adventure in the cargo bay…

MO_Calahan says:
::gets off the TL and walks to the Cargo Bay.......enters it, looking around::
MO_Calahan says:
::sees Ensign Lackey, and nods to him, then walks over to a piece of debris, visually examining it quickly:: Self: Where to start..........::pulls out a tricorder and begins scanning the piece, kneeling down::
MO_Calahan says:
::finds nothing on the first piece, and moves to another::
MO_Calahan says:
Lackey: Thank-you Ensign......::doesn't look up::
CEO_McDuggle says:
<Ensign Lackey>MO: If you need any help please feel free to ask
MO_Calahan says:
::still doesn't find anything, and moves to a larger piece::
MO_Calahan says:
Self: Still nothing....::stands up, and looks around, picks out a fairly large piece; moves toward it::
MO_Calahan says:
::tricorder beeps loudly, and Keely stops dead, running her tricorder over the spot again::
MO_Calahan says:
Self: Finally!
MO_Calahan says:
::runs a few quick scans; deeper scans::
MO_Calahan says:
::opens her kit and retrieves a sample, and running a quick DNA analysis scan::
MO_Calahan says:
::eyes widen slightly:: Self: Oh my.....this is bad......
MO_Calahan says:
*ACO*: I have discovered something quite......interesting down here sir.......
ACO_Claymore says:
*MO*: What is it doctor?
MO_Calahan says:
::sighs, and decides to be blunt:: *ACO*: I found DNA on a section of Engineering......
ACO_Claymore says:
*MO*: Is it Romulan?
MO_Calahan says:
::looks down at the scanner, as it identifies it again, in a second test.....sighs::
MO_Calahan says:
*ACO*: No sir, its......its Orion.
ACO_Claymore says:
*MO*: Orion???   ::re-opens the internal sensor logs for the Ajax
MO_Calahan says:
*ACO*: Yes sir.....I'm afraid so. I will do a more detailed analysis eventually, when I get back to the lab.
ACO_Claymore says:
*MO*: Get on it, keep up the good work
MO_Calahan says:
*ACO*: Aye sir.
MO_Calahan says:
::moves to scan more pieces, putting the DNA sample in the kit::
MO_Calahan says:
::finds another trace of Orion DNA on another Engineering piece::
MO_Calahan says:
::keeps looking, finding human and some Andorian DNA....::
MO_Calahan says:
::eyes narrow as the tricorder beeps, but can't determine what something is- it's on the bottom of a piece...::
MO_Calahan says:
Lackey: Ensign, come help me turn this over, will you? ::Stands up, and closes her tricorder::
CEO_McDuggle says:
<Ensign Lackey> MO: Sure :: moves over to the MO and helps turn over the piece ::
MO_Calahan says:
::jumps back slightly as a large streak of blood appears on the side....:: Self: Oh my word.
MO_Calahan says:
::bends down slowly, and starts to scan it.......its human.::
MO_Calahan says:
::sighs, and takes a sample, then moves to the next piece, finding a few chemicals. and some more DNA::
MO_Calahan says:
::thinks she has found all she needs for now, and stands up, closing her tricorder, and putting the kit in order::
MO_Calahan says:
::nods to the ensign, as she walks out of the cargo bay and into the TL...:: TL: Deck 5.::lets her minds begin to wonder a little....::
MO_Calahan says:
::thinks that this will take time, and her solution to Petty's problem will have to wait......sighs and crosses her arms::
MO_Calahan says:
::exits the TL and heads into sickbay::
MO_Calahan says:
::enters sickbay, and looks around, seeing everything is in order, heads towards the lab::
MO_Calahan says:
::walks into the lab and sees the mess.....jaw drops and her eyes go wide::
MO_Calahan says:
::thinks what or who could have done this, and pulls out a tricorder to scan, finding lizard DNA::
MO_Calahan says:
::growls, and spins on her heel, walking quickly back to her office, passing a nurse on the way, and telling her to go start cleaning up the lab, since she isn't doing anything....::
Kesh says:
<Nurse> ::grumbles::
MO_Calahan says:
::enters and sees her office; in Gaelic:: Self: Stupid reptiles. It's going into stasis...::

The World According to Kesh

Kesh says:
::wakes up from her nap, the yawn opening her mouth really wide::
Kesh says:
::feels somewhat weird... this is not the usual, but she's not quite worrying. Starts walking, although for some reason everything looks sideways::
Kesh says:
::scampers around the room, trying to find a way out::
Kesh says:
::recognizes a door in the distance, she knows those things... they slide open and you can get out. Kesh heads there at a fast pace::
Kesh says:
::bumps against the door making noise::
Kesh says:
::bumps against the door again, the thing *should* open::

ACTION: The door in front of Kesh opens.

Kesh says:
::charging against the door again, but this time she makes it out, yay!!!!!::
Kesh says:
::stops against the opposite wall and carefully sniffs the air... then move fast towards something that smells pretty interesting::
Kesh says:
::stops and stands still at a doorway, taking her time to yawn::
Kesh says:
::sniffles the air some more, and watches some two-legged ones move around::
Kesh says:
::gets under furniture, so as to not be seen, the smell of these two-legged ones is not familiar to her::
Kesh says:
::hears the sound of their voices, but nope... definitely nobody she knows. At least they are leaving::

ACTION: Kesh accidentally gets kicked a few feet.

Kesh says:
::rolls, not exactly in pain, but finally regains her footing... somewhere::
Kesh says:
::if at least the room would not spin!::
Kesh says:
::hears them leave, those nasty two-legged ones!::
Kesh says:
::sniffles the air again, there is something yummy in here somewhere, just need to find it::
Kesh says:
::climbs on a stool, and stays still again, sniffling the air::
Kesh says:
::jumps down of that stool, and moves towards another, which is closer to her intended target::
Kesh says:
::climbs onto the second stool and jumps towards a lab table. Goodies galore here!!::
Kesh says:
::moves somewhat clumsily, and her tail hits several small crystal containers, spilling their contents on the working table::
Kesh says:
::the smells mix together, creating new tantalizing brands. This is going to be a party::
Kesh says:
::havoc and mayhem, that's how the narrow but long working table looks like. Kesh starts to feast on the different treats all there together for her personal delight::
Kesh says:
::eats and drinks, trying everything at least once. What she does not like, Kesh spits it out in a fine spray::
Kesh says:
::moves from one end of the table to the other, in a continuous zigzag motion, her tail spilling and knocking containers off almost at every step of the way::

ACTION: Kesh suddenly feels that her bladder is full.

Kesh says:
::looks around, until she finds the right spot, and relieves herself inside a big petri dish with some stuff inside that looks perfect for the task::
Kesh says:
::finishes her deed, feeling her tummy full as well, and decides it is time to go party somewhere else. But she will keep this place in mind for future parties::
Kesh says:
::stands at the edge of the working table, looking down, trying to measure the distance, but it looks closer and farther away at the same time every second::
Kesh says:
::tilts her head to a side, wondering about napping right where she is, until she hears a sound she recognizes. Approaching footsteps::
Kesh says:
::it's now or never... and she lets herself fall to the floor. Ouchie::
Kesh says:
::stumbles towards a wall, under the working table, trying to blend with the background, so to speak::
Kesh says:
::moves with stealth alongside the wall, remembering another door. Out there must be great. Even if her tummy feels full and she'd rather nap, but one can't nap with so many unknown persons around::
Kesh says:
::stays very still at a place where she thinks she won't be spotted, waiting::
Kesh says:
::watches the door open, and she dashes past whoever was leaving the place, finding herself at a relatively secluded place. Nobody is around, and apparently nobody saw her enter either::
Kesh says:
::she sniffs the air... she likes it here. It doesn't smell of *her* either, but she likes it::
Kesh says:
::walks around, feeling her eyes heavier every moment. After the bout of hyperactivity, she feels so sleepy::
Kesh says:
::climbs to a desk, not knowing it is the CMO's desk, and manages to stumble some stuff... not much, just a small mess. Like a personal card "Kesh Was Here"::
Kesh says:
::the desk is not comfortable. PADDs are not nice to sleep on. She is used to a more comfortable lifestyle::
Kesh says:
::watches down from one of the desk's edges, and jumps down onto a soft, extremely comfortable chair::
Kesh says:
::lets herself rest against the back of the chair, deciding she definitely likes it here too. Marks the place down in her lizard-like memory for future use, just like she did the lab::
Kesh says:
::her breathing gets a little bit louder, as she finally closes her eyes, comfortable, fed, and almost content, if it wasn't she misses her familiar place, with the familiar smells::
Kesh says:
::snores, very very softly, dreaming of Captain Morgan's pillow::
Kesh says:
   ::dreaming her lizard-like dreams::