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ARC 18 - In the Town Where I Was Born - Mission 5 - SD: 11607.05
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Summary: The Claymore cruises to Homestead Colony, a 20 hour trip at warp 6, to check on the colonists.  Long range scans shows the 2nd planet in the system as an M Class planet located within the habitable zone.  Assistant Throm has identified the system as the Thienya System.
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******************* Resume Mission ************************
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::On the bridge, watching the information from the short range scans come in on his console now that they're present in the system::
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ACTION:  The Claymore warps into the system then slows to full impulse along the outer planets.  Three large gas giants appear on the main viewscreen along with several dozen moons.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::In the lounge, having traded shifts with Tevis to allow her more time with Hawk...although she's still in her uniform, ready and on call as needed::
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
FCO:  Take us in, continue at full impulse.  Establish standard orbit at Thienya II once we've arrived.  ::Takes his seat and continues monitoring the incoming telemetry::
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::At his station on the bridge::
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
::Standing at a tactical console on the bridge, focused wholly on sensor data and glad for it::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Enters the bridge and walks down to the center of the bridge, nods to Damrok::  XO: Commander.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Takes her seat and looks up at the main viewscreen::
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
CTO:  Mister Kytides, can you give me a check on signs of recent traffic in or out of the system?  ::Stands as T'Shara enters::  CO:  Sir.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
XO: Have a seat, Commander.
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
XO:  Aye, Sir.  ::Grudgingly takes some attention away from checking for possible threats to look for indications of ship passage::
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Links his PADD up to the computer for incoming telemetry::  CO:  We're closing on Thienya II, Captain.  I'm preparing a report now...but the most pertinent facet is that we're picking up no humanoid lifesigns from the planet  ̶  yet.
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Takes his seat again, with a nod::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Lifts a glass of something sparkling, and sips from it briefly, as she stares out at the space beyond the window::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
XO: Not what exactly what we wanted to find.  Hopefully that will change.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Crosses her legs and sits back in the chair.::
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
CO/XO:  No warp signatures in system for at least ten days or longer.  Nothing on long range sensors.  ::Blinks warily at his console::  But there is an orbital satellite set up for long range communication, with ongoing orbital scan.
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Focuses the sensors on the lone village he's detected so far, comparing the location to the records obtained from Britec::
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Taps a few buttons on his console, changing the image on the viewscreen to that of the present short range scan he's running::  All:  This would appear to be the settlement.  It's a large village on the coast with surrounding agricultural developments that, according to Britec's records, should accommodate about nine to twelve thousand people.
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
All:  The street lights and the lighthouse are operational...but no one appears to be home.  No sign of disaster, ecological or otherwise.
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ACTION:  The Claymore continues to move through the system towards Thienya II setting up for standard orbital insertion.
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Enters the lounge and orders a sandwich and a drink and moves to find a seat he spots Raeyld, he moves close.::  CMO:  Mind some company?
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
::Looks up in snippets to get an idea of the area, but remains mostly glued to his own console::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
OPS: Open all hailing frequencies.
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
CTO:  Are you able to tell if the technology of the orbital satellite you detected matches the level and style of technology in use in the village?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
<OPS_PO_Cawney> CO: Aye, sir.  ::her hand quickly moves across the console.::  Open Captain.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Looks up, and smiles a bit at the voice and image of Counselor Foster, and shakes her head:: CNS: Not at all.  ::Gestures to the seat across from her::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
COM: Thienya II: This is Captain T'Shara of the USS Claymore we have been sent here to make contact by DaiMons Britec.  Please reply.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
OPS: Continue looping that message on all frequencies until we receive a reply.
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Looks over at Grace a moment, only tangentially aware of how the operations department is handling the loss of Fong::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
<OPS_PO_Cawney> CO: Aye, Captain.  ::begins the comm loop::
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Takes the chair and smiles.::  CMO:  How are you doing doctor?  You appeared a 1000 lightyears away just then.
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::After a few moments, looks back over to the captain, then to his console to continue poring over the incoming data::  CAG:  Mister Hawk, would you bring a recon flight to standby?
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
XO:  Aye, Sir.  ::Rapidly taps the appropriate commands into his console::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
CNS: Mm. ::She nods:: I've been...preoccupied.  Conflicted, really. 
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Nods to him with a reserved smile and looks back to his console::
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
CMO:  Conflicted?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::She looks up at the viewscreen at the village Damrok put up on the screen, and then looks to Damrok briefly::
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
::Compares the satellite to the technology on the ground, hoping it's clear one way or the other, and nods slightly to himself while glancing back to scanners and speaking::  CAG:  Probe is Ferengi, sensors Breen.  Matches surface and Britec's technology.
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Nods::  CTO:  Thank you...  so much for that hunch.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
CNS: Mm. ::She breathes once, deliberately, and picks up her glass:: You know I served on a handful of vessels prior to the Claymore and Overton. Most were for brief periods...intentionally so.
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<FCO_LtJG_Clifford> XO: Sir, we are in standard orbit.  ::Taps the console to bring the impulse engines to stand-by and set the maneuvering thrusters to automatic orbital mode.::
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
::Blinks at that, but otherwise doesn't take his eyes away from readings::
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Nods.::  CMO:  I seem to remember that from your file and what we've talked about.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
XO: Without anyone being on the surface, should we wait until daylight to send an away team down?
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
CNS: One of the effects of the isolation of my positions, was that I had a blissfully narrow domain to track: Medical. Even within that, my responsibilities were often quite limited, as I reported to someone else within sickbay.
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
FCO:  Thank you.  ::Rubs his chin a moment, then begins looking for any kind of underground structures::  CO:  I'm...not quite sure.  We might have the recon wing run some missions first, atmospheric flights, and other runs throughout the system.  Those gas giants would make good hiding places, if there were hostile vessels in the system.
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
CO:  Aside from that, the weather is fair...standard class M conditions for a coastal region such as that one, and I've detected no environmental hazards.  The power is on in the village.  ::Shrugs::  I don't know that sending an away team would be dangerous, even though it's dark planetside.
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
CO:  That said, Sir, we also don't know what made ten thousand people suddenly...disappear.  They didn't appear to have enough interstellar craft to evacuate that number themselves.  I think the system bears more examination before we commit ground personnel.
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
CMO:  Just the way you wanted it? But now you don't have that anonymity.
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ACTION:  Warning klaxon blare across the Claymore.  Impact in 20 seconds.
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<Computer> Outloud: 18 seconds.
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<Computer> Outloud: 16 seconds.
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<Computer> Outloud: 14 seconds.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CTO: Report
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Both eyebrows shoot up::  CTO:  Shields and armor!  ::Blinks furiously at the SRS display on his console::
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<Computer> Outloud: 12 seconds.
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
::Brings shields up along with armor and looks for what's coming at them, given he didn't see it before::
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<Computer> Outloud: 10 seconds.
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<Computer> Outloud: 8 seconds.
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<Computer> Outloud: 4 seconds.
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Stops from taking a bite of his sandwich and looks up at the red light blinking.::  CMO:  That can't be good.
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
CO:  Not seeing anything on sensors, Captain.  ::Blinks furiously at his console and braces for impact, continuing to look and monitor shields::
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
HLM:  ...Evasive maneuvers!  ::Even though he can't see anything on sensors to evade::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Braces for impact::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION: The ship falls silent.   All personnel, lights, power, life support go dark.   The crew pass out...
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Looks to Foster and raises a breath--then loses consciousness::
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ACTION:  Time passes...
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ACTION:  Lights flicker on one by one.  The Claymore floats in a new elongated orbit due to whatever hit her....
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ACTION:  The sounds of the ship begin to wake crew....
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ACTION:  Across all decks crewman wake to find things have changed.   All Claymore personnel are now pre-teen.  There isn't an adult on board the Claymore.
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Groggily lifts his face from his plate, a pickle stuck to the side of his face, he looks around.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Shifts slightly, becoming increasingly aware that her clothes are wet. She slowly lifts her head, and finds her glass on the floor, and most of its contents across the front of her chest and down her lap::
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
Aloud:  Ugh...  ::Rubs the center of his forehead as he starts to come to consciousness::
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Slowly getting to his feet, stares puzzled at the oversized uniform arm.  Turns to look around.::  Self:  What the h...  ::Doesn't finish the phrase as the much high pitched voice he hears brings a terrible realization::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Opens her eyes and lifts her head, looking around.  Looks over at Damrok as he wakes.::  XO: Commander...
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
::Eyes twitch at noises and he rolls slightly, dislodging his position resting against the base of the tactical console and slipping fully to the floor with a groan::
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Reaches up and pulls the pickle off his face.::  CMO:  What was....  ::Trails off as his voice sounded off.::
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Pulls his sleeve up a bit on his right arm, because it keeps falling down...then keeps pulling up the sleeve on his left arm, because it keeps falling down...then, he tilts his head slightly as he tries to figure out why, exactly, his sleeves are falling down when they don't usually do that::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::The chair suddenly feels bigger, she looks down her clothes feel bigger as well.::
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::With annoyance, shoves his sleeves up to his elbows, and finds there is a whole lot of sleeve bunched up there...tilts his head slightly, and looks to T'Shara::  CO:  Captain, are you a--  ::His eyes get very big, both at seeing T'Shara, and hearing his own voice::
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
::Blinks and rolls, mind flashing back and attempting to get up only to slip on his too-long pants leg, luckily before he got far, pausing with another blink and looking around, which does nothing to still his eyes::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Looks up at the strange voice, and finds it belongs to Foster, despite its lack of depth::
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Shifts in his seat, looking at Raeyld.:: CMO:  I think something’s wrong, you look smaller.
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
XO:  Commander...  it's not localized to the bridge...  flight deck reports...  well...  that they can't climb up to the cockpit.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
*Shipwide*: All senior officers please report to the bridge conference room immediately.
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Checks the environmental systems for the presence of helium, but very quickly realizes that the pitch of his voice is not due to environmental circumstances::
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::The ridiculousness of the situation restores some of Hawk's normal sense of humor::  CO:  Will you be providing punch and cookies, Captain?
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Swallows once, hesitating for an interminably long time::  CAG:  ...Acknowledged.
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Lets his eyelids fall shut as he hears himself again::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
XO: I am... ::pauses at the sound of Damrok's voice::  ...fine, Commander.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
CNS: You're...a child. ::Finds herself a little startled by the higher timber of her voice, glances around the room, then looks up at the sound of --the Captain??::
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
::Looks to others without really hearing their conversation, his blinking never stopping, then down over himself with an groan of annoyance that, aside from being the wrong pitch, also isn't as hushed as he would usually keep it::
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
CMO:  What?  ::Stands looking down at his clothes.::  What happened?  ::Looks around the room at the other confused "kids".::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Turns to look at Hawk, but can't quite see him over the chair back, missing the humor::  CAG: I do not think those are required, Captain.
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Grins, but showing far more wisdom than typical, keeps his mouth shut::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Her voice sounded different as did the rest of the crew.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Stands as well and quickly grabs her waistband...pauses a moment and rolls it around a few times - shortening her pants and tightening the waist. They now practically fit - and will at least stay up without tripping her feet. The loose jacket will just have to wait:: CNS: Sounds like the Captain wants to see us. We should get moving.
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Nods.:: CMO:  Agreed.  ::looks around the lounge.::  Outloud.:  Remain here for now unless specifically ordered elsewhere.  We will update the crew as soon as possible.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Stands from her chair, her sleeves quickly fall past her hands.  She pushes up the sleeves on her jacket and grabs at her waistband holding her pants and trying not to walk on her pant legs.::
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Stumbles as he walks, his shoes being too big, he kicks them off as the move for the door.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Joins Foster as they leave the lounge and hurry into the nearest turbolift::
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Just sits, unwilling to move until his addled brain can think of something to do that will not have him stepping entirely out of his pants when he stands::
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
::Expels a slow breath and bunches his pants legs above his feet, removing his shoes after a moment's consideration, and finally standing to turn and stare stubbornly at his console::
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Grateful for the one-piece Starfighter Command uniform, rolls up the pants legs and sleeves, then makes his way toward the briefing room.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Glances at Foster as they walk into the turbolift, and for a moment, presses her lips together firmly::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Takes a sharp breath:: TL: Conference Room!
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Enters the briefing room and takes his customary seat::
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Feels awkward as he enters the lift, his body not responding as it should.::
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::After a moment, just bunches up his waistband and holds it in place, kicks his way-too-small feet out of his boots, takes off his socks, and walks, barefoot and mortified, toward the conference room::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Makes her way across the bridge to the conference room tripping on her pant legs and shoes as she goes.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Pulls herself up into her chair and notices her feet don't touch the ground.  Raising her eyebrows she is not pleased.::
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Perhaps it's the stress of the last few days, but Hawk is finding this all extremely humorous.  Smothers a grin watching the Captain::
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
::After another moment's thought, reaches down and moves his shoes in front of the console, standing on them for extra height and then nodding in somewhat manic approval, holding his pants up by the legs at the calf muscles as he turns and walks to the conference room, usual mask up but somewhat cracked::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Exits the lift with Foster, and heads toward the Conference Room::
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Follows Raeyld into the conference room, looking around at everyone already seated.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Pauses as she steps into the room, and notes, with a moment of ludicrous amusement, that for once, she's not the shortest person in the room...but one of the taller.   She mostly keeps her feelings to herself, as she walks with Foster toward a couple empty seats::
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Tone innocent, but mischief in his 12 year old eyes::  CMO:  Why doctor, I do believe you've grown an inch!
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Her shoes fall off as she gets situated::
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Finally makes it into the conference room, and knits his brow at the view of the edge of the table...stares at his chair a moment, then hops up into it while still holding his trousers up::
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Moves to an empty chair and takes a seat, barely able to see over the table he shift his legs under him to give him more height.::
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
::Takes a seat carefully given the extra volume of his clothes, staring at empty space::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Ignores Hawk for the moment, as she's still not sure whether she's still mad at him. Instead, she addresses the room, as she folds her hands on the conference table:: All: I'd just like to bring back to mind my memo to consider lowering the height of the conference table and chairs.
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Scratches the back of his head and can't manage to suppress a bemused smile at Doctor Raeyld's comment in time::
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::looks around at the others, a grin spreading across his face that he quickly forces down, part of it was funny but whatever the cause could be a major issue.::
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
All:  Nobody noticed a yellow brick road when they came in here, did they?  ::smiles::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::putting her arms up on the table in front of her and resting her head on them to see.::  CMO: Noted, Doctor.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::stands up on her chair, still holding her uniform the best she can::  All: Will keep this short.  Everyone has twenty minutes to return to their quarters.  Have the replicators make something suitable to wear, and we will begin our investigation.  Doctor Raeyld, I want full scans of senior officers and then crew.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CNS: Please assist Doctor Raeyld and be aware that there are probably crewmen that are not dealing well with this situation.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Smiling still, although she tries to keep it muted:: CO: Yes, Captain.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CAG/CTO: Mr. Hawk and Mr. Kytides, take a deeper look at ship’s systems.  Find out if anything was permanently damaged or is in need of repair.  I'd also like to make sure we are able to defend this vessel if this should happen again.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
XO: You’re with me, Mr. Damrok.  We'll begin the science investigation, seeing if the scanners picked up anything prior to going offline.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
All: Until we can find out how this happened it is going to be hard to prevent this from happening again.  Our first priority is the ship and crew.
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
::Nods slightly, still paying enough attention to acknowledge and remember orders, even if his eyes are still locked at a point on the wall::
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Looks doubtful at the Captain's order, but simply nods his acknowledgement::
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
CO:  Understood, Captain.  ::Vacillating between mortified and deeply amused by the sound of his own voice, and it shows on his face::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Feels ridiculous standing on the chair holding up her clothes and having to address the senior officers this way.::
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
CAG:  Understood, Captain.  I want to check on the children in school and daycare first. If this happened to us, then what happened to them?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
All: Anyone have anything else before you are dismissed?
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Only shakes his head, fearing to speak again::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
All: If there is nothing else, you are all dismissed.  ::Holding her clothes with her left hand she uses the right to hold onto the table and scoots down onto her chair and then the floor to stand::
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*********************** Pause Mission *************************

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