<SMDrew>	Patrolling the Frontier - Mission 41 - 11007.13
<SMDrew>	Summary:  The Claymore continues to work on systems and to try and recover its away team.  On the planet the away team looks for a way to contact the Claymore after finding disturbing information on a Breen computer.

<SMDrew>	******************** Resume Mission ************************

@<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::takes out his tricorder and scans the console again::

@<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Assists Hull with his work on the transmitter...in-between scanning the room both visually and with his tricorder::

<SMDrew>	ACTION:  Within Transporter room 1 the teleporter console briefly picks up 5 life signs from the planets surface.  It’s too weak of a signal to get a proper lock, but it does show some hope.  Log bonus 1.0

@<SMDrew>	ACTION:  Davis's tricorder beeps as it detects an active security console on the opposite side of the room.   Log bonus 2.0

@<CAG_FO_Williams>	::moves to examine the console a moment longer, then just shakes his head:: XO: I do believe we'll be finding the rest of our information via an alternate source.

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	::eyes the brief signal and frowns:: *CO* Fong to Captain.

@<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::nods::  CAG: Maybe over here.  ::points over in the direction his tricorder indicates, not even bothering to look up as he heads over::

@<CAG_FO_Williams>	::nods once, following beside him::

@<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::draws the tricorder down in his left hand, then touches the security console to activate it and see if it is in some sort of sleep state, or active and ready::

<CO_Capt_TShara>	::Taps her comm badge::  *OPS*: T'Shara here go ahead Lieutenant.

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	::while he waits:: CPO Butler: Have you ever tried a blind beam out?

<MOPS_LtJG_Gulash>      ::turns halfway and listens for Fong's report in to T'Shara::

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	::Exits the turbolift with her team, and two anti-grave stretchers, and heads down the corridor toward Transport Room 1::

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	:: Returning to the bridge from her quarters, she makes her way to her station to review the data from the probe.::

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	*CO* I have a possible location of the team.  We could attempt a blind beam out, or we could attempt to increase the signal by deploying probes.

<CO_Capt_TShara>	::Nods to Senn as she enters the bridge::

<aTO_Ens_Mornal>    ::Glances to T'Shara, waiting for some kind of...anything, or something::

@<CAG_FO_Williams>	::stepping up to the console, he briefly skims his eyes over it in an attempt to gage its present status, considering::

@<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::draws his tricorder and attempts to access the console remotely through his handheld device::

<OPS_WO3_Bell>    ::sitting at the operations console also listening to the OPS's conversation::

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	::As the doors pass open, she, Amica, van Kampen, and Rhyxx move into the Transporter Room, each with a pack slung over one shoulder and onto their backs::

<PC_SSgt_Oley>    ::arrives on the next turbolift to the Bridge, exciting and taking a position aft to see what's going on::

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	:: As she reads through the same info that sensors had told her earlier, she kept shaking her head, muttering::  I don't get it...

<CO_Capt_TShara>	*OPS*: I do not recommend we do a blind beam out.  See if Senn can increase the signal on the probe to see if she can get a better signal or more data for you.

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	::Taps her comm badge the moment one foot steps into the transporter room:: *CO*: Captain, just wanted to let you know my medical team is in position.

<TC_CPO_Butler>    ::Looks at the Ferengi for a moment than nods once than looks at the medical team as they arrive.::

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	*CO* Understood ma'am.

<PC_SSgt_Oley>    ::approaches Gulash, and says quietly::  MOPS: Any developments?

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	*CSO* Fong to Lieutenant Commander Senn

@<SMDrew>	ACTION:  The console data comes up being left unsecured by someone who was in a hurry.  The Security system is currently online from the 3 devices launched causing a transporter inhibitor to be activated around the complex.

<CO_Capt_TShara>	::Glances up to see Oley enter the bridge and looks back down at her console for now.::

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	CO:  Captain, probes confirm the latter info I gave earlier but does not explain the exponential increase in life earlier.

<MOPS_LtJG_Gulash>     ::turns towards Oley::  PC: They are discussing a possible beam out. I'm not sure what the decision is yet.

<CO_Capt_TShara>	*MO*: Acknowledged Doctor.

<PC_SSgt_Oley>    ::nods twice, looking back towards T'Shara::

@<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Scans the room while Hull continues working, vigilant::

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	CO:  Probes identify there is no life what so ever on Hatder III.  No plants, animals or people  No much water either.  Video imagess of the planet surface has been burned away buy... looks like photonic impacts.

@<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::again draws the tricorder down as the console awakens to reveal information that appears to have been left behind; he notices the elements of the security system::

@<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	CAG: Transporter inhibitor...that explains that. 

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	::flags the area that he picked up the life signs to Butler without looking up at the new arrivals::

@<CAG_FO_Williams>	::runs his eyes over the console, raising an eyebrow just slightly:: XO: Someone's been sloppy. I could probably reprogram this with my eyes closed and a hand behind me.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::nods, knowing he's an engineer by trade, but probably not up on the advanced guile that Williams often displays::  

@<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	CAG: Do it.  ::steps aside, looking behind him for Damrok::

@<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Crouched near Hull's position at the computer console::

<CO_Capt_TShara>	CSO: Can you determine a time on the impacts?

@<CAG_FO_Williams>	::nods, once, and steps in front of the console, playing his fingers over the controls and going from memory as he moves through the steps of reverse engineering the internal code, relying mostly on the decompilation routines built into the system itself::

@<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::calls out::  aCTO: Commander....what's your status?

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	::Waits quietly in the back of the transporter room, out of the way, reviewing her equipment and personnel until such time as they're needed, even if just to confirm the good health of their away team members::

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	::taps his badge again:: *CSO*  Fong to Lieutenant Commander Senn.  Please respond.  ::looks upward as if expecting a voice from the sky::

@<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Calls back::  XO:  Commander Hull appears to be making some progress.  All clear otherwise.

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	:: Sits back in surprise::  CO: Give me a sec.  But I figured out our other problem--the satellites in orbit are projecting life data to the planet.  Due to the solar flare, they have not been reset.  And so I have been reading all kinds of erroneous data.

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	::notices the MO and her team when he looks up. than looks around the room and frowns::

@<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::wanders over towards the group::  CNS: What do you think, Ensign? More glamorous than the transporter buffer..?

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	:: Puts some of the data through the computer as she answers Fong.::  OPS:  Sorry...

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	::Remains fairly focused on her work and review, but as items or points to recap and confirm dwindle, she grows more tense and fidgety. The wait is not wearing well on her::

<CO_Capt_TShara>	*OPS*: Mr. Fong I also need you to record and launch a distress beacon.  As well as have someone gather whatever junk we can spare and take it down to the cargo transporter and beam it down to Hatder 14 approximately 1 mile above the surface and distribute it over a 200 mile path.

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	*OPS*:  How can I help you... :: keeps inputting data and commands::

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	*CSO* If possible I require the use of the lateral sensors, and a single type three probe, in penetrating mode to be fired at the co-ordinates I am sending you now.

<MOPS_LtJG_Gulash>      ::continues scanning for the away team's signals, even though it seems Fong is closer to finding a solution than he ever was::

@<SMDrew>	ACTION:  The security system over the complex goes down, but the internal stations security comes online shorting out the console and burning William's EV suit and most of his left arm.  Warning lights and sirens begin to blare through out the complex. (NO LOG BONUS)

<CO_Capt_TShara>	::Raises an eyebrow::  CSO: Projecting data to the planet for what purpose?  A possible smoke screen of sorts...

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	*CO* What would you like the distress call to say ma'am?

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	*OPS:  That should not be a problem. Transferring lateral sensors to your use... and your probe should be ready shortly.

@<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Immediately jumps to his feet::

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	*Engineering*:  I need a type three probe.  Send to these co-ordinates.   :: reads the information off as it was given her.

<SMDrew>	ACTION:  Away team life signs become strong on the transporter console in front of Fong

@<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::jumps at the flash of one of the consoles, and turns to see a flash of light near Williams::

@<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::moves back towards Williams::  CAG: You alright...?

@<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Levels his rifle::  CEO/SO:  Stay down.

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	::forwards a set of co-ordinates near the area of the away team to the Primary science console on the bridge:: *CSO* You should have...hold off on probe launch...something has happened.

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	CO:  OK... I have your time line.  We are looking at about 3-4 years ago if wind patterns hold true for erosion of the buildings that were left.  As for the illusion.... perhaps it was to either cover up the damage or keep us thinking they were there and not interfere.

<CO_Capt_TShara>	*OPS*: This is Captain T'Shara of the USS Claymore we've been attacked by an unknown source from the planet surface we are being pulled in to the planets atmosphere and all attempts to disable the devices have failed.

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	*Engineering*:  Put a hold on the probe till further orders.

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	*CO* I have a life signs on the planet ma'am...five of them...May I suggest a security team join us in transporter room one?  ::records the captain's distress call and saves it to his personal buffer::

@<CAG_FO_Williams>	::pulls his arm back, but not nearly in time, and almost lets go a scream... containing it to an aggravated grimace, he turns to Davis:: XO: I'll live. Your security console, however, will not.

<PC_SSgt_Oley>    CO: Captain, I have men on stand by if need be.  ::steps forward::

@<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Yells out over the blaring alarms::  XO/CAG:  Are you all right over there?

@<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::nods to Williams::

<CO_Capt_TShara>	aTO: Assemble a security team to transporter room 1 immediately.

@<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::turns, louder::  aCTO/CNS: I think we're OK. Either of you cross-trained in medical?

<CO_Capt_TShara>	*OPS*: Is the signal strong enough to beam them out and if so beam them out immediately.

<aTO_Ens_Mornal>    CO:  Aye sir!  *TO_Logan*:  Mornal to Logan -- meet me in transporter room one A-S-A-P.  ::Rushes to the turbolift and enters::

@<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::turns back towards Williams, circling him and looking at the affected area::

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	*QM_CPO_Rogers* Begin tagging non-essential equipment for beam down.

@<SMDrew>	ACTION: The burnt hole in Williams EV suit begins to let in frozen air, which starts to burn his lungs...

<TO_Ens_Logan>    ::rolls out of his bunk grabs a phaser and a shirt and begins moving before he is fully awake:: *aTO Moral* En route.

<CO_Capt_TShara>	::Looks over at Oley, standing from her chair::  PC: Noted Sergeant.

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	*CO* Understood ma'am beginning beam out.

@<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::grabs Williams suit, noticing the tear; he tries to pull the opening tight and apply pressure, but he can't seal it with only his hand::

@<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	XO:  Yes!  ::Takes that as his cue...sweeps the area once visually, then runs over to the two of them::  XO:  What happened?

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	COM: Hatder 14: Away Team: Stand by for beam out.

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	::Turns back to the transporter pad with baited breath, and prepares::

@<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	aCTO: Console backfired...there's a small opening in his suit, and perhaps a wound underneath. I can't tell.

@<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	CNS: Ensign, come here please.

@<CAG_FO_Williams>	::coughs just a little, taking in a slow, almost easy breath, then coughs a little harder::

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	::locks onto the five signals and starts the beam out process:: TC Butler: Get a hand phaser from the weapons locker...

<PC_SSgt_Oley>    ::nods, and steps back, figuring she wouldn't use Marines for this sort of op; he hasn't heard of any hostile forces, so it's a natural decision::

<CNS_Ens_Lezak>	::slowly walks over. Still not trusting.::

@<SMDrew>	  ACTION:  A familiar blue field surrounds each member of the away team.  A moment later the Breen Complex is replaced by the Claymores transporter room 1 and a happy Ferengi officer.

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	CO:  Captain, under the circumstances, permission to take aboard one of the satellites and see what we can discover of their origins.

<aTO_Ens_Mornal>    ::Arrives in transporter room one, his phaser drawn::

<TC_CPO_Butler>    ::moves to the weapons locker pulls out a hand phaser and turns back to the pad expectantly::

<SMDrew>	ACTION:  Aboard the Claymore 5 members of the away team materialize on the transporter pads in transporter room 1.

<CO_Capt_TShara>	CSO: I believe whoever destroyed the planet probably set up the projection to fool anyone who came in contact and then would destroy anyone in the area who was investigating.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::rematerializes in Transporter Room 1, surprised, but looks back to Williams::  

<TO_Ens_Logan>    ::finishes pulling his shirt on and enters the transporter room with his phaser drawn also::

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	*Sickbay*: Davis to Sickbay, we're sending one wounded your way.

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Sees the interior of a Starfleet vessel...and some medical personnel::  MO:  Doctor, medical emergency.  ::Indicates Williams::

<CO_Capt_TShara>	CSO: We can't risk moving the Claymore at this point.  If you can get any data from here I would suggest doing so.  Also, scan the area and find me a gas giant with high enough radiation for the Claymore to hide in.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::didn't see Raeyld::  *Sickbay*: Belay my last...we're taken care of.

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	:: simply nods::

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	::Moves immediately and without hesitation toward the transport pad, Davis, Williams, Damrok, and Hull, as well as the two new unfamiliar faces, and pauses at Williams' side, tricorder already flipped over, her focus entirely on the wound::

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Yanks off his helmet::  aTO/TO:  Mister Logan, Mister Mornal, at ease.  ::Shoulders his rifle::

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::removes his hand from Williams and backs away from Raeyld, giving her space::

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::steps off the pad and begins taking off the cumbersome suit::

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	:: realigns the sensors to the satellites::

<TO_Ens_Logan>    ::Blinks a few times and lowers his phaser::

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	::Steadily, rapidly, and business-like:: CAG: How long ago did this happen?  ::Moves for Williams to step off of the pad, and gestures to Amica and van Kampen to give the others a cursory scan::

<CAG_FO_Williams>	::tries to even out his breathing as best he can, which becomes a little easier once they're no longer in a hostile environment, and he focuses his efforts on trying to block out the pain::

<aTO_Ens_Mornal>    ::Nods and puts his phaser away, standing at attention...feeling a bit crowded now that there are some fifteen or so people in the transporter room::

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	*CSO* I no longer require the lateral sensors.

@<Bigger Bat>  ::a single tear rolls down his face as the away team disappears, and he is again alone::

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	*CO* Ma'am...we have them. Away team plus two.

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	*OPS*:  I take that to mean something good.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::tosses the helmet and suit to the side, then looks back at Damrok::

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	:: retakes the lateral sensors and informs engineering the probe is not needed.::

<CAG_FO_Williams>	::steps off the pad with Raeyld, still coughing slightly:: MO: Just... a few moments ago. I consider it a thank you for finally... ::cough:: ridding the planet of its rather... poorly designed ::coughs again:: security system.

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	XO:  Orders, Sir?

<CO_Capt_TShara>	*OPS*: Excellent work Mr. Fong let Commander Davis know I need a full debrief as soon as possible.  I'd also like to speak with Commander Damrok and Williams.

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	*CO* Understood.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::nods::  aCTO: Take Ensigns Lezak and DuBois to the Bridge. She can report in to the Captain, and maybe you can explain why we are up two people from the number that left.

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Overhears T'Shara's message and tilts his head slightly::

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	Amica: Get Davis out of here first.

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	XO: Commander once you have cleared medical the captain would like a full debrief.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::nods to Fong, then turns back to Damrok::  aCTO: Let the Captain know I'll be right up once I see what Williams's status is.

<HN_CWO_Amica>    MO:  Yes, Doctor.  ::Walks up to Davis and runs his tricorder wand over him::

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	::Glances to Davis:: XO: Just meaning to have you cleared medically as soon as possible, so you can see the Captain without delay.    ::Looks back to Williams, removing a hypospray from her bag::

<HN_CWO_Amica>    MO:  Looks all right.  Environmental suit held up well.

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	::turns back to the transporter room console checking over the status of the transporters post transport.::

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::nods, and shrugs::  HN: I'm happier without having to use it. Have Damrok, Dubois, and Lezak cleared so they can get to the Bridge as well.

<CNS_Ens_Lezak>	::mentally chastises herself to get it together. These people aren't going to hurt us.::

<WO_van Kampen>    ::Finishes looking over Damrok::  MO:  With your permission, Commander Damrok is cleared for duty.

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	::Frowns at the data and is debating on whether she should be annoyed or not, but that would take energy she does not have.::  CO:  Captain, satellites appear to have been made by the original people.  But the programming appears to be Starfleet.  I am unable to upload the data... it appears to be corrupted.  :: turns to the captain::

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	CO:  Someone made a big mistake and is covering it up?

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	::Nods:: Amica/Davis/Damrok: Commanders Davis and Damrok are cleared to return, then.

<CAG_FO_Williams>	::simply waits, now starting to breathe slightly easier though still occasionally coughing::

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Nods once to van Kampen in gratitude, and sidles his way out of the transporter room, still wearing the rest of his suit::

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::walks towards Raeyld and Williams::  MO: Report.

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	*CSO* If possible could you prepare a class six beacon probe for immediate deployment along our previous course?

<CNS_Ens_Lezak>	::realizes that the constant struggle for memories has gradually gotten easier.::

<aTO_Ens_Mornal>    Logan:  Sorry, man.  Captain wanted us here on the double.  ::Slaps him on the back as he turns to leave the transporter room::
<TC_CPO_Butler>::returns the phaser to the weapons locker and also begins checking the transporter systems::

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Enters a turbolift, waving Mornal along as he sees him exit::

<CO_Capt_TShara>	CSO: Sounds like the satellites were put in place by the original people and once again whoever changed the data were who destroyed the inhabitants?

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	*OPS*:  Purpose and message?

<aTO_Ens_Mornal>    ::Quickly makes his way to the turbolift, falling in::

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	Turbolift:  Bridge.

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	::Applies the hypospray to Williams' arm twice, first with a painkiller, then with tri-ox, before shutting her tricorder:: XO: I've reduced his pain for the time being, but we'll need him in sickbay for treatment. The wounds are relatively superficial, mild-to-severe burning, minor lung damage; he'll undoubtedly make a full recovery.

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	*OPS Bell* The captain wants a distress beacon launched co-ordinate with Commander Senn please.

<CNS_Ens_Lezak>	::wonders if Dubois remembers.::

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	CO: I have problems thinking Starfleet is behind it, but evidence is pointing to that.

<OPS_WO3_Bell>    *OPS* Yes sir.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	MO: Can this treatment wait for 15 minutes? I'd like to have him with me to debrief quickly.

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Extricates himself from the suit on the ride to the bridge::

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	*CSO* The captain ordered a distress beacon to be launched I will provide the message when it is ready.

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	Amica/Van Kampen: Gentlemen, please assist Mr. Willi--  ::Pauses at Davis' request, looking back::

<CO_Capt_TShara>	CSO: Can you determine from the probe if the photonic damage matches Starfleet signatures.

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	XO: ...If he's up to the residual pain, I'll approve a short delay in treatment.  ::Nods, if only slightly reluctantly::

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::looks at Williams::

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	::Looks to the two new ones, Lezak and DuBois (though she doesn't yet know those are their names), for a moment::

<CO_Capt_TShara>	CSO: Aye, Commander I would have to agree it is beginning to look that way.

<CAG_FO_Williams>	::only nods, in silence, and allows his breathing to slow slightly more, moving himself at least mentally as far away from the pain as he can::

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::nods::  MO: I'll have him back to you in 15 or 20 minutes.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::sees Raeyld looking at the new arrivals::  MO: We recovered them from the buffer pattern of a transporter down there. You might want to check them and make sure they are OK; we didn't have much time to do so.

<CAG_FO_Williams>	::briefly, contemplates ducking past sickbay and applying his own treatment... it wouldn't be the first time, after all::

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Watches as the medical team goes over DuBois and Lezak::

<CO_Capt_TShara>	CSO: Senn you have the bridge I will be in my ready room.  Once Commander Davis and the others are here have them meet me in my ready room.  ::Leaves the bridge without another word and enters her ready room, walking over to the replicator::

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	::looks up at the two strange officers and makes a mental note to issue them quarters and provisional computer access::

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	::Nods:: XO: As long as they're cleared for now, I'll wait until after you've spoken with the Captain to...be more thorough, in my medical examinations, if you prefer.

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	:: nods as she contemplates what all this could really mean as well as the consequences::

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Arrives on the bridge with Mornal::

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Walks to the ready room to meet T'Shara::  CO:  Lieutenant Commander Damrok reporting, Sir.

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	:: Really needs to get her hands on one of those satellites::

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	::forwards the message and course from the transporter room console to the bridge ops console::

<CNS_Ens_Lezak>	::is overwhelmed by what few memories she's able to extract.::

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::looks at Dubois, and then Lezak, somewhat worriedly; who knows what kind of trauma they experienced before?::  MO: Do me a favor and take them. I need to debrief the captain immediately, and I'll take care of them as soon as I can.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::turns to Williams::  CAG: Let's go.

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	::Nods:: XO: Understood.

<CO_Capt_TShara>	::With a deep breath she takes a hot tea off the replicator as she needs something warm it has been a long continuous shift it seems::

<CAG_FO_Williams>	::whether or not the hypospray helped, seeing as he wouldn't trust it one way or the other, he allows himself to be slightly more comfortable now, relaxing slightly::

<OPS_WO3_Bell>    CSO: I have the course and message for that distress beacon ma'am...

<CNS_Ens_Lezak>	::again chastises herself. She's the counselor here she must act like it.::

<CAG_FO_Williams>	::nods, once, and falls in step beside Davis::

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::moves immediately away from Raeyld and exits Transporter Room 1, heading for the turbolift::

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	::Approaches Lezak and DuBois, with a gentle smile::

<CO_Capt_TShara>	::Turns and looks at Damrok::  aCTO: Welcome back Mr. Damrok.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::takes a right and heads directly into the Turbolift, waiting for Williams:: 

<CO_Capt_TShara>	::Takes a drink of her tea and walks over to the desk setting it down.::

<aTO_Ens_Mornal>    ::Returns to tactical one, sighing once::

<QM_CPO_Rogers>    *OPS* Rogers to Fong, I have tagged what I think we can spare.

<CAG_FO_Williams>	::steps in with Davis, and moves to lean himself against the opposite wall::

<PC_SSgt_Oley>    ::sees Damrok arrive on the Bridge, and knowing he is one of the away team decides that the services of the marines probably won't be needed at the moment; he exits the Bridge::

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	Turbolift: Bridge.

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	::nods:: TC Butler: Begin beaming that down into a confined area of Hatder 14 to simulate it falling from the ship.

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	::Hands her medical equipment off to Amica and van Kampen, and offers her hand to first DuBois, then Lezak:: CNS: Hello, I'm Doctor Raeyld, Acting Chief Medical Officer on the Claymore.

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	:: Not wanting to believe the worse, she begins to search for evidence of other races involvement.::

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::taps his leg as he waits::

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::the lift doors open and immediately exits, almost running into the left half of the door as it retracts into the cart; he enters the Bridge and walks towards T'Shara::

<CAG_FO_Williams>	::moves out of the lift shortly behind Davis, making his way with him towards the ready room::

<TC_CPO_Butler>    OPS: What? ::looks at her console and sees the transporter tags in the cargo bays::

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	CO:  Thank you, Sir.  Commander Davis is currently waiting to discover the status of Mister Williams -- he was injured shortly before we left the planet.

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	XO:  Commander, welcome back.  The captain is waiting for you in her ready room.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::notices she's not on the Bridge, *of course*, and points to the Ready Room as he turns back to Williams::

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::hits the door chime::

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	::Gently prods the young ensign, not knowing what sort of ordeal they may have endured on the planet below:: CNS: And your name, is...?

<CNS_Ens_Lezak>	MO: Hello, I'm counselor Aila Lezak of the USS London. Nice to meet you.

<CO_Capt_TShara>	Aloud: Enter.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::enters, largely ignoring Senn not so much because of a personal thing as it is because of the nature of the information they've uncovered::

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::nods::  CO: Captain.  ::steps aside for Williams::

<CAG_FO_Williams>	::moves into the ready room a step behind Davis, and moves to stand on the opposite side of him from Damrok::

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	::Smiles:: CNS: Nice to meet you as well.  If you have a moment, I'd like to ask both of you to accompany my team to sickbay. We have a few procedures to complete, make sure you're okay, before fully inculcating you into the crew.

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Defers as Davis enters, taking a step back from the desk::

<CO_Capt_TShara>	XO: Welcome back Commander.  Mr. Williams.  A lot has happened to the Claymore since you beamed to the planets surface.  We've also uncovered some startling information once the Claymore was out of danger.

<CNS_Ens_Lezak>	MO: The crew? What happened to my ship?

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	CO: As have we.

<HN_CWO_Amica>    ::Starts packing up the medical gear::

<CNS_Ens_Lezak>	::panics::

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	::finds two officer's quarters for the ladies than looks up at the mention of the USS London::

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	:: ponders the first officer’s reaction and then considers what they had discovered themselves.  She was curious what had happened since they had left.

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Folds his hands behind his back, at attention::

<CO_Capt_TShara>	XO: We were attacked by devices once you beamed to the surface these devices are Breen.  But, the internal programming is Starfleet Intel.  We also noticed that the third planet in the system that was suppose to be populated is completely barren of all life.

<CNS_Ens_Lezak>	::Is too panicked to notice the man staring at her across the room.::

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::nods::  CO: Williams was able to access a console below which confirmed Starfleet Intelligence involvement as well. Apparently, there's been a plan in motion for 3 or 4 weeks to lure us out here and basically get rid of us.

<CO_Capt_TShara>	::Takes another drink of her tea::

<CNS_Ens_Lezak>	::Is too panicked to notice the man staring at her from across the room.::

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	:: And as she can find no other evidence then Starfleet, beyond the Breen making of the devices and the original peoples making the satellites.::

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	::Rests a single, gentle hand on the crook of Lezak's elbow, speaking gently, and with a tone that's well accustomed to panic and terror and confusion:: CNS: ...Please. We're going to find all the answers we can for you. But first, we need to make sure you're all right.

<CO_Capt_TShara>	XO: That coincides with information from the devices as well as the information from the satellites from Hatder III.

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	CNS: My crewmates are on top of this, and they can solve just about anything. ::Smiles reassuringly, a strange confidence in her crew evident:: Everything's in good hands.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::turns and looks at Williams, knowing he may not be up for idle chitchat between command-division staffers::  CAG: Anything I'm omitting or forgetting?

<CO_Capt_TShara>	XO: I've setup a security clearance for all outgoing transmission from this ship.  Right now we've cut all outgoing transmissions through subspace to Starfleet.  I've also started a probe to send a distress signal stating that we are in trouble.

<CNS_Ens_Lezak>	::feels her heart rate triple.::

<CNS_Ens_Lezak>	MO: Where am I?

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::nods to T'Shara, wanting to inquire on this plan, but also wanting to get Williams on his way::

<CAG_FO_Williams>	CO: I would withhold the distress signal, captain. As it is very likely that will serve the sole purpose of politely asking those who have targeted us to please deliver the finishing blow.

<CO_Capt_TShara>	::Nods to the away team::  All: I will let you all settle back in and talk to each one of you later on.

<TC_CPO_Butler>    ::steps forward looking friendly and kindly:: CNS: You are aboard the USS Claymore ensign.

<HN_CWO_Amica>    ::Dismisses the rest of the medical team and walks up beside Raeyld with his med kit, observing Lezak, but smiling, realizing how nervous she seems to be::

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	::takes over beaming down the cargo the quartermaster tagged::

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::does a double take between the two;:

<CNS_Ens_Lezak>	::Tries to think. Did she know of a ship called...Claymore?::

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	CNS: You're on the Starfleet vessel Claymore. We operate out of Sector 97, and we're currently in orbit of Hatder 14.   ::Looks to Butler with a bit of a smile:: This is Chief Butler, the officer who removed you from the planet.   ::Tilts her head toward Amica when Lezak glances toward Butler::

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	Butler/Amica/Lezak: We're going to head out now.    Butler: I'll see you later, Chief. Thanks for helping get them back.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::sees the meeting starting to break down::  CO: Captain, can I get a word?

<CNS_Ens_Lezak>	MO: But...but...My ship!

<TC_CPO_Butler>    ::Smiles at the Commander:: MO: Well Ensign Fong did the beaming... CNS: What ship was that Ensign?

<CO_Capt_TShara>	XO: Certainly Commander.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	aCTO: Return to duty, Commander.

<CO_Capt_TShara>	::walks over to her chair and takes a seat, taking another drink::

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::turns::  CAG: Report to Sickbay and get the go-ahead from the medical staff.

<CNS_Ens_Lezak>	TC: USS London.

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	XO:  Aye sir.  ::Turns on his heel and leaves the ready room, walking back to tactical::

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	aTO:  You're relieved, Ensign.

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	Bell:  Thank you.  Send it my way and I will program it in.

<CAG_FO_Williams>	::nods, once, then slides a meaningful look to T'Shara, knowing she remembers their previous conversation as well as or better than he, and turns for the exit::

<aTO_Ens_Mornal>    ::A bit enthusiastically::  aCTO:  Yes sir!  ::Quickly makes his way off the bridge::

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	::Quickly takes this situation in hand:: Butler: Please relay any information you find to my desk in sickbay; I'll pass it on to Ensigns Lezak and DuBois from there.   ::Guides Lezak out of the transport room firmly, with DuBois and Amica trailing behind::

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	::while the MO and TC are distracted he leans forward and takes a long sip from the drink under the transporter console than stands up straight at the second mention:: CNS: I'm afraid that ship was reported missing, presumed destroyed over two years ago...

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::waits for Williams depart, then turns back to T'Shara, starting to feel tired finally after the adrenaline rush of the away team mission::  CO: Captain, we recovered two officers from the USS London, which was apparently trapped down on the planet as well...Ensigns Dubois and Lezak.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	CO: They were left in the pattern buffer of a transporter system we accessed. No other survivors were recovered.

<CO_Capt_TShara>	::catches the look from Williams and gives him a look as she knows what he is thinking.::

<CAG_FO_Williams>	::steps across the bridge and onto the lift, ordering sickbay::

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Goes over the information on his console quickly, then looks around the bridge for the ranking officer...and sees a Lieutenant busy at the science station, recognizing her from the personnel reports to be Lieutenant Senn -- takes a quiet moment to himself, then approaches the science stations::  CSO:  Lieutenant.

<OPS_WO3_Bell>    CSO: I've prepared the course for the beacon and the message is ready to download when you give the word.

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	:: Takes the info and programs the probe.  Once that is finished, she sends it out.::

<CO_Capt_TShara>	XO: Have OPS setup quarters and have them assigned to duty once medical has cleared them.  I will make time to speak with both of them once things calm down.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	CO: I thought I might go down and talk to them briefly once I leave here, if there's nothing else vitally important at the moment.

<CNS_Ens_Lezak>	::Can't help but laugh a little.::

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	:: She is reminded of something and pulls up the data she had acquired from the devices, which she had not had time yet to look through.::

<CO_Capt_TShara>	XO: Understood Commander.  I will be making a shipwide announcement shortly.  I believe that all information points that someone or some entity wanted us to come here and be destroyed.

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	::Finally notices a report from engineering and frowns:: *CO* I am forwarding you the damage report from engineering, my assessment is that we will require repair at a starbase.

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Clears his throat, as she appears to be quite absorbed in her work, and rightly so, but...::

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	CSO:  I realize you are most likely busy, but if you have the time, a brief situation report would be of tremendous assistance to my preparations.

<CO_Capt_TShara>	XO: I fully intend to find out who that is.  And if it is Starfleet Intel then the Claymore is officially at war.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::nods, grimly::  CO: I'm afraid there's no way around it.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	CO: I'll return to the Bridge as soon as I touch base with them.

<CAG_FO_Williams>	::steps off the lift, and into sickbay, casting his eyes about the medical ward somewhat coolly::

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	:: What little info she had before the EMP device had knocked everything out, she downloads::

<CO_Capt_TShara>	::Stands and exits the ready room to the bridge with Commander Davis::

<aMO_Lt_Sokov>  ::Sees Williams enter the sickbay, and approaches him::  CAG:  Flight Officer.  I was informed of your imminent arrival.  Please come with me.  ::Leads onward into the primary ward::

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	::sends the grim report to the captain's ready room:: *CO* also we have begun to deploy the debris field on the planet ma'am.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::turns right and heads to the turbolift::

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	:;enters the lift:: Turbolift: Sickbay.

<CAG_FO_Williams>	::nods once, wordlessly, and follows behind Sokov::

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	*OPS*: Davis to Fong, report to Sickbay immediately.

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	:: Unfortunately, what she sees, only confirms that Starfleet is involved somehow.  They may be Breen made, but once again, they had Starfleet programming... or what there was left of it.::

<TC_CPO_Butler>    OPS: You shouldn't have said that the poor ensign looked like she was going to lose it.

<CO_Capt_TShara>	::Taps the console on her chair::  *Shipwide*: To all personnel this is Captain T'Shara from data gathered from the away team and from our own investigation of the devices we have determined that the Claymore and all aboard were lured here in the attempt to be destroyed.

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	*XO* Yes sir.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::listens to T'Shara's message as he exits the lift and heads for Sickbay::

aMO_Lt_Sokov> ::Motions to an available biobed -- they're all available -- but picks one anyway and motions to it while wheeling the equipment cart alongside it::

<CO_Capt_TShara>	*Shipwide*: That being said we are breaking all outside contact with Starfleet and will be presumed destroyed,

<CMC_MCPO_Matthews> ::awakens to the message, listening, albeit groggily::

<CO_Capt_TShara>	*shipwide*: We will be moving to the nearest gas giant and hiding within it's upper atmosphere for the next two weeks in hopes that a vessel or Starfleet Intel shows to confirm.

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Waits a half moment longer, then turns and walks away from the science stations, his lips pursed::
	
<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	:: Both eyebrows shoot up in shock... there is no other word for it.::

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	::shivers again and moves away from the console:: TC: Continue beaming the tagged cargo down.

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	::Begins to gently draw Lezak down the corridor toward the turbolift, as she continues to speak with the beleaguered ensign:: CNS: Let's just get to sickbay, then we'll figure out what's going on.  ::Steps into the turbolift:: TL: Sickbay, Main Ward.

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Approaches his console and immediately sets the computer to alert him if anyone attempts to access the communications equipment::

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::arrives in Sickbay::

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	::head to the door:: TC: And when you get done with that get some rack time. no knowing when we'll get a real break.

<CO_Capt_TShara>	*shipwide*: If a vessel does arrive we will actively attack said vessel.  This will be a direct attack on a Starfleet vessel and any officer or crewmember who wish to object should do so in their log.  I will meet with department heads as needed.

<MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld>	CNS: Can you tell me who your Captain is?   ::Trying to keep the ensign engaged and focused::

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	:: Confirm that Starfleet had something really bad to hide?  With a shake of her head, she sends the coordinates of three gas giants to helm::

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	::strides to the turbolift, enters and sags against the wall:: Turbolift: Sickbay.

<CAG_FO_Williams>	::raises an eyebrow just slightly as he moves up onto the biobed, wondering at broadcasting such things over the shipwide announcement system, considering one would typically expect a more secure environment... like, say, anything more secure than a shipwide announcement... hopefully they didn't slip someone else aboard while he was on the surface::

<CMC_MCPO_Matthews>  Self:  Great....::slumps back down to pillow::

<CO_Capt_TShara>	::closes channel::  FCO: Set a course for the nearest gas giant and park us within the upper atmosphere.

<aMO_Lt_Sokov>  ::Looks up as the executive officer enters the ward::  XO:  Commander.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	aMO: Lieutenant...where are the new officers, and Dr. Raeyld?

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	:: Totally uncertain where this is all going, but she trusted her crew.::

<CNS_Ens_Lezak>	::thinks for a minute.:: 

<aMO_Lt_Sokov>  XO:  Unknown.  They have not yet arrived in sickbay.

<XO_Cmdr_Davis>	::scratches his head, wondering what is going on here::

<aCTO_LtCmdr_Damrok>	::Wonders whether this is the best tack...but simply takes a deep breath and reviews his console, trying to update himself on recent happenings::

<CO_Capt_TShara>	::taps another button on her console and looks over the data from Fong on damage reports.::

<OPS_Ens_Fong>	::slowly slides to the floor of the Turbolift holding his head in his hands not sure why his eyes are leaking but blaming it mostly on exhaustion::

<CSO_LtCmd_Senn>	CO:  Captain... is there anything further you need of us or will this just be a waiting game?   Which is not a game I enjoy.

<SMDrew>	ACTION:  The Claymore moves away from Hatdar 14 at best speed and settles into the upper atmosphere of Hatdar 11.  Her hull blends in beneath the thick Orange swirls of the atmosphere.

<CO_Capt_TShara>	CSO: I'm afraid yes Commander we are in a waiting game as you say.  We will be waiting here for at least two weeks.

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