Host SM_James says:
Summary: Fate? Luck? Or is someone about to be deep into it? Regardless, Claymore survived its first direct encounter with the Kethran. Though exactly how they did so will be a thing they may need a while to figure out. In the meantime, they still have one small problem. They're still a very long way from home. If, that is, there is a home.

Star Trek: A Call to Duty is proud to present the USS Claymore in: "The Long Night"

Episode 7: "Timelines" (12103.20)

=/\= BEGIN MISSION =/\=

CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
::in her quarters, door locked, staring at herself in the mirror having already attempted to break it with her fist, but forgetting how tough they make them in the 24th century, is left with no dents in the glass and just sore knuckles::
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::In the ready room, seated at his desk::
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::seated at the operations station checking the ship's power grid and tagging the points where the power grid shows drain and damage from the energy fired into the deflector dish. ::
CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::In sickbay, completing what looks to be her final chart for now::
Host SM_James says:
Scene: Claymore remains in tight formation with both Twilight and Omega at the scene of the last Kethran... battle? Ambush? The last Kethran something.
CMO_LtJG_Stevens says:
::sets her PADD down and helps the last marine off the biobed::
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Heads back into sickbay from her meeting with the CO and the CTO.  Glances around to see the situation and how many casualties are still waiting to be seen.::
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Heading over to the CMO slowly - her leg still very stiff.:: CMO: It's looking better in here.
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Finishes a brief writeup in the ship's log, then stands and makes his way out to the bridge::
Host SM_James says:
ACTION: Damrok enters the bridge on cue. Twilight is hailing.
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
<OPS3_CPO_Cawney> ::still in sickbay her cybernetic arm moving almost freely now.  Her good hand touching the PADD on the biobed next to her.::
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
::returns to her bedroom look the window, the anomaly she is responsible for glimmering in the night in plain view...the sight of it sickens her to the extreme because she is confident what it means...a predestination paradox that leads to the Kethran takeover of the galaxy::
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::raises a hand to his ear:: Aloud/Bridge: Incoming hail from the Twilight.
CMO_LtJG_Stevens says:
::Watches Simmons come and smiles at her:: MO: Amen. A lot less bodies and blood now. The recovery ward is past full but so long as it's in there.
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
OPS:  Put it through.

OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::puts the hail into the bridge systems::
Host SM_James says:
ACTION: As before, Captain Krys appears seated in the counselor's chair.
Host TCO_Capt_Krys says:
::Appears, jaw tense, clearly working to keep herself in check. Inhales and exhales once::
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Nods:: CMO: Since we're slower, do you mind if I go look in on our Kethran.  I'd like to do an autopsy.
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Sits down in the center chair, turning toward Krys' hologram::
CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Clears up her current chart and moves carefully toward the nurses’ station, surrendering the PADD there::
CMO_LtJG_Stevens says:
MO: Have at it. I think the orderlies and I can take care of it from here. Most of the doctors are off sleeping, anyways.
Host TCO_Capt_Krys says:
::Takes another breath, jaw twitching:: CO: Captain. Damrok. ::Nods once::
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
:: finishes reading the diagnostic reports ::
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Looks at Krys calmly::  TCO:  Captain Krys.
Host SM_James says:
<Andrews> ::continues to sit on the side of the biobed, having not actually been released, detained, or otherwise done with at the minute::
Host TCO_Capt_Krys says:
CO: Now that we've all had some time to review scans, repair ships, and so forth: What the heck was that?
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
ALL: All control systems reading nominal
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
CMO: Thank you.  ::Picks up a PADD on the way out the door and starts pulling up the info on the Kethran on her way out.  Looks it over as she limps – less but still limps out of sickbay.::  Self: Well, we'll know more about them in an hour....
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
<SO_WO3_Keysar> ::on the bridge at science, wondering where the CSO is and why she called him to take her place::
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
:: Heads out to autopsy lab and on the PADD orders one of the Kethran to be brought to the lab::
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Looks at her a long moment, not really equipped to answer, but does so anyway, in a flat tone::  TCO:  Improvisation.
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
<???> ::whispers:: CSO:  Sheva...
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
::quickly turns around but sees no one:: Aloud: Is...is something there? ::waits for a moment gazing around the room nervously, but there's no response::
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Arrives in the autopsy lab and awaits the delivery of the almost nine-foot alien.::
CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Turns away from the nurses' desk and looks through the main ward one more time, taking a calming, almost nostalgic breath::
CMO_LtJG_Stevens says:
::steps over to Raeyld and clears her throat:: CIV: Hey, thanks. Was glad to have another doctor here.
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::checks over the communications system now, the first time he's gotten to see the holographic systems in use::
Host TCO_Capt_Krys says:
::Jaw twitches once more::
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Takes a seat on the rolling medical stool awaiting the delivery of the Kethran.::
Host TCO_Capt_Krys says:
CO: Okay. Well, our scans reveal temporal events across the spectrum. Multiple timeline disturbances. Whatever happened, we seem to have scattershot the Kethran throughout space-time.
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
::sits down at the edge of her bed, hands on her face, thinking she's losing it:: Self: Father...you were wrong. I'm not meant for leadership. I just want to go home...
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
:: turns around and sees an SO, is not interested in the Krys berating and has things to do. ::  OPS: Fong, I'll be right back.  I need to check on a couple things?  Momentary transfer to OPS if you can. Everything is 100%.
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Several minutes later, the Kethran is delivered on one gurney with the majority of its legs hanging over the end of the gurney and its feet dragging on the floor as it's pushed along.::
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Gets the orderly to help her move the creature to the autopsy table.::
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::looks at the Romulan for a long moment, then he looks at his screen:: FCO: Sure, while you are up I'll give you a list of EPS systems to check.
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
TCO:  I personally accept full responsibility.  ::Shifts in his seat slightly, angling more toward her::  What, if anything, can we do to assist?
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
OPS:  Sure... I'll get right on that.  Thanks buddy.
CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Looks up to Stevens, smiling a little, if hesitantly:: CMO: Thank you for letting me assist. I...I missed this...
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
:: gets up and exits on the lift ::
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::Flips a list of EPS taps that aren't responding to the FCO's PADD.::
Host TCO_Capt_Krys says:
::Sighs, resting her forehead against her palm:: CO: Yeah, okay.  ::Taps her combadge:: COM: Twilight: Twilight: Twilight, join us, please?
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Once the Kethran is moved over she heads over to get her instruments.::
CMO_LtJG_Stevens says:
::Stevens smiles back:: CIV: Me too. Do you...have time for a drink? My...office is over here.
CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Nods, a little surprised, but pleasantly:: CMO: Of course.
Host SM_James says:
ACTION: Twilight appears to Krys' left. Her appearance this time is vaguely Betazoid.
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Taps the PADD to start recording the audio for the autopsy.::
CMO_LtJG_Stevens says:
::Stevens waves her hand towards the CMO office and follows Raeyld in:: CMO: I haven't had time to stock anything special in here so we might have to make do with the replicator. Unless you had anything secured that might have been missed during refit?
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::First incision down the area of a humanoid breastbone.::
Host Twilight says:
::straightens her uniform as she appears, nods once:: TCO: Captain. CO: Commander.
Host TCO_Capt_Krys says:
Twilight: Any Kethran signals on scans? Or anything else suspicious, other than the temporal signals?
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Raises a breath to address Twilight in like fashion, but hesitates briefly as he has no idea what rank the ship is, merely nodding once::
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Uses a decent amount of pressure in opening the Kethran up, but the skin is very tough.::
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
:: in turbolift:: Computer: What is the location of Ens. Sheva?
Host Twilight says:
TCO: No Kethran presence locally. However, reports of movement in other sectors. They appear to be... adjusting. ::A pause:: Per official reports, captain.
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
<Computer> Ens. Sheva is located in her quarters on deck two.  
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
Computer: Deck two.
Host TCO_Capt_Krys says:
Twilight: Any signs of changes in our timeline?
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
:: hears the lift whirr to life ::
Host Twilight says:
::the AI just nods, wordlessly::
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
:: Pulls out a bone saw in the hopes of being able to actually cut through the skin on the Kethran.::  Self: Maybe that will work.
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::keeps an ear on the conversation behind him as he reads over the manual for the ship's flight systems and watches the power grid::
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
:: exits the lift and heads to Shiva's quarters ::
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::The bone saw barely opens up the Kethran's chest cavity.::
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
::arrives and hits the call button on the door ::
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
::hears the door chime, but doesn't answer::
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
:: smirks and decides to make a little music beat with the call button ::
Host TCO_Capt_Krys says:
::Draws a breath, then looks to Damrok:: CO: To start, you could assist by returning my officer, Andrews. I'd also like to offer to make Twilight's medical facility available to your officer who lost the limb. Twilight believes we may be able to provide greater services than Claymore's own medical facilities...no offense intended.

MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Takes some real effort to pull the two sides of the check cavity apart...and ends up using the bone saw to make two more lateral incisions on each side of the cavity so it's easier to pull the skin back.::
Host Twilight says:
Info: The bone saw makes an unnerving scraping sound as Simmons works.
CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Follows Stevens in and smile ruefully:: CMO: I doubt it.  ::Settles into one of the chair, trying to hide her relief at being able to just...sit::
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
::lifts her face from her hands and rubs one of her tear-filled eyes, sobs, then looks up at the door:: Aloud: Who is it?
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
<OPS3_CPO_Cawney> ::frowns as the middle finger gets stuck in the raised position again.  She thought she'd cleared that problem up already.  She goes back to playing with the interface::
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Sets the saw down and using a great deal of effort pulls the portions of skin back and starts looking around inside the chest cavity::
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
TCO:  I can accommodate the first request, and I will be sure to inform the officer in question that you have made this option available to them.  Thank you.
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
:: through the COM:: *CSO*: It's your favorite Romulan, I would say I was on my way to sickbay... but your quarters is not exactly on the way from the bridge.  I noticed you were a little upset after the battle and I wanted a little company.  I don't like hyposprays.
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Pulls on a pair of gloves, not wanting to get her hands gross in these unusual insides.  Pulls out an organ which is in the place of the lungs, but looks more like a glandular organ...maybe testes or ovaries...the physiology being so different.::
Host TCO_Capt_Krys says:
::Nods:: CO: And I understand Andrews has been held for questioning. I'd be glad to return him when we're finished, but...I need to talk to him. Try to figure out...how we might mitigate this.
CMO_LtJG_Stevens says:
::Stevens walks over to the replicator and brings back two glasses of juice before coming back and sitting by Raeyld:: CIV: I...I have no idea what to say. ::Stevens hands Raeyld one of the glasses::
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
*FCO*: It's...not really a good time. I...I'm fine. I'll be on the bridge soon. I just need some time... ::realizes the irony of her words, and it feels like a gut punch::
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Using a laser scalpel tries to excise the next organ...if she didn't know any better, it looks like a thyroid gland.....in the chest cavity?::
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
TCO:  Questioning?  No.  ::Shakes his head::  He is available in Sickbay.  Commander Davis spoke to him briefly.
Host Twilight says:
ACTION: Twilight's and Omega's shields raise simultaneously. Krys' AI turns to her. "Subspace event detected. Captain, they may be trying to–" Both Krys and Twilight wink out of existence before Claymore is rocked violently, sending critical alerts across several bridge systems.
CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Accepts the glass, grateful it's juice:: CMO: Don't worry, neither do I.
CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
CMO: Except...I'm really glad you're here. On this ship, in this sickbay...in this office.
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
Self: What in the world can be next?  ::Reaches in and gets pushes back against the wall with the nine-foot tall Kethran on top of her.::
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
*CSO*: I get it.  Just want you to know... you did a good job.  In battle especially in leadership positions, you have to make a decision and go with it.  No decision and no decisive action leads to more deaths than supposed bad decisions. Just wanted to state that.  You got rid of something that had an existential threat to our current existence.  As far as I'm concerned.  Job well done.  I'll leave you be.  :: waits by the door comm::
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::frowns at the console as he feels the ship's pitch change, he was pretty sure he hadn't done that::
CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Grasps the chair one with one hand, as juice sloshes out of the glass to the deck below from the other::
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Almost knocked straight out of his chair, as he had been half-perched on the edge, but he recovers somewhat quickly and returns to a seated position::
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Tries to breathe, but the creature must weigh four hundred pounds and it's sitting on her chest and abdomen.::
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
Aloud:  Red Alert.  What happened?
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
::is thrown from her bed, face-first to the carpeted floor as the ship is struck:: Self: What...? What's happening? ::rushes for the door and they open to reveal the FCO:: FCO: Are we under attack again?!
CTO_Lt_Hawk says:
::Sounds Red Alert.  Raises shields and arms weapons::
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
::hears red alert:: 
CMO_LtJG_Stevens says:
::Grabs the chair back and sets the glass on the desk:: CIV: Once more unto the breach, eh?
Host Twilight says:
ACTION: Sparks fly from consoles, Claymore's lights flicker, primary systems flicker offline momentarily. Hull breaches are reported on decks six, eight and nine.
CTO_Lt_Hawk says:
CO:  Shields up, weapons ready, Sir.
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
<SO_WO3_Keysar> ::immediately consults short-range scans but can't make heads or tails from the readings::
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Taps her combadge and gasping for air barely manages to get out.:: *CMO*: Some help in the autopsy lab.
CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
CMO: I– ::Takes a breath:: –What even has Claymore been facing?  ::Stands as well::
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
:: Runs to the turbolift ::
CTO_Lt_Hawk says:
::Eyebrows raise in surprise::  CO:  Hull breaches are reported on decks six, eight and nine.
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
Computer:  Bridge 
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Struggling for her next breath.::

OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::curses under his breath:: Aloud/CTO: Force fields in place. Checking for crew off ship.
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
::races behind the FCO:: FCO: Hey! Wait!
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
:: holds the door ::
CTO_Lt_Hawk says:
OPS:  Roger that.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::exits the conference room area and arrives on the bridge, struggling to keep his balance en route to his station::
CMO_LtJG_Stevens says:
*MO*: Help is on the way, stay where you are.
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
::gets in the lift::
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
Computer: Bridge now...
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
::quickly rubs the remaining tears from her face and eyes hoping the FCO didn't notice she was crying::
CMO_LtJG_Stevens says:
::Dashes out into sickbay and quickly dispatches a doctor and a nurse to the autopsy lab::
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Her field of vision starts to narrow.::
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
CSO: Like I said.  You’re a bright star.  Kept us alive.  Good work Sheva. ::exits the lift without looking back ::
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
OPS: Fong, buddy.. your conduits seem like they aren't responding.  What's going on ... :: sits down at helm ::
CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Makes her way to the main ward, preparing to at least begin triage if needed::
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::nods and starts scanning surrounding space for combadges:: *TC*: Butler, three persons overboard.
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
FCO: But I... ::sees him rush for the helm and decides she has to snap herself back into shape even though she feels absolutely torn inside::
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Struggles again for a breath and only get a slight breath.::
CTO_Lt_Hawk says:
CO:  Sensors are clear, Sir.
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
*Sickbay*: Standby for incoming vacuum exposure victims.
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
:: looks at navigational sensors::
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
<TC_SCPO_Butler> ::scans for the combadge signals outside of the ship's hull and starts beaming them to sickbay.::
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
<SO_WO3_Keysar> CSO: Ensign, we've taken hull damage. Scans underway. ::logs out of the console and turns it over to her and heads for the turbolift::
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
CO: Nav sensors only showing the Federation baseships
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
CSO/SO:  Any idea what caused the damage, then?
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Tries to roll over on her side to release some of the pressure on her chest.::
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
::takes her seat on the bridge and immediately begins scanning the anomaly:: CO: If I had to venture a guess, the source is the temporal distortion. What's happening appears to be originating from within subspace.
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
<TC_SCPO_Butler> ::locks and energizes hopefully::
Host Twilight says:
ACTION: Twilight hails Claymore again. Priority signal.
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
CO: Should we put a little space between us and our current position?
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
CSO:  Should we clear the area?  ::Hopes that the disturbances will not interrupt their efforts to retrieve the crew who were blown outside the ship::
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::still trying to get the bodies aboard:: Aloud: Incoming hail from Twilight.
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
FCO:  Not yet.  We still have crew out there.  ::Looks to Fong, having overheard him::
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
OPS:  Put them through.
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
::cursing at herself inwardly realizing that if this causes the destruction of the ship...then her failure is truly complete...her very existence was a mistake all along::
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::puts the channel on bridge system:: CO: Crew aboard.
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
<MO1_LtJG_Amica> ::Rushes in and tries to push the Kethran off of Evie.::
Host SM_James says:
ACTION: Krys reappears in the counsellor's seat. Her image flickers just slightly, then solidifies as the connection is firmed.
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
CO: Sir, we may have no choice. We should put as much distance from the distortion as we can right now.
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
:: thinks, oh great it's Captain know-it-all.::
Host TCO_Capt_Krys says:
CO: Subspace disruptor beam hits. Means Kethran ships are probably an hour out yet.
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Raises an eyebrow::  TCO:  Are you telling me that they are firing from an hour out through subspace?
Host TCO_Capt_Krys says:
::Nods:: CO: We don't know much else about it, but it's very targeted.
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
ALL:  Yeah, just kinda of... left that capability out of the last lecture I guess...
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Waves from under the body. Barely audible.:: Amica: Over here.
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Looks to T'alin briefly, then back to Krys, agitated::  TCO:  If we'd had this information, we could have taken greater measures to protect ourselves.

CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
CO: Given their weapons are chroniton-based, it's not outside the realm of possibility. Some kind of Heisenberg amplified chronometric paradox. It's just theories to us, but clearly a reality to them.
CMO_LtJG_Stevens says:
<MO1_LtJG_Amica> ::Amica scrambles over to Simmons and takes out his tricorder:: MO: Don't worry, we're going to get you out of here. Just lie still.
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
CTO: Do you think we might be able to take advantage of the Twlight's shielding if they extend them until the incoming ships get here?  
Host TCO_Capt_Krys says:
::Jaw clenched again:: CO: Sure, we'll make sure that's in the same briefing where you explain exactly how the heck you sent the Kethran throughout all of time and space.
Host TCO_Capt_Krys says:
::Bites her lip and tries to get herself in check, before things turn really hostile::
CTO_Lt_Hawk says:
FCO:  Without knowing the technology, it's hard to know how much it would weaken their own shields.
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
CTO: I would think it might still be better than ours?  If our survival is the primary mission?  We could ask?
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::does some math in his head assuming speed and range.  He figures out an extreme range bubble around the ship that extends far further than he is really comfortable with.::
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Just looks at her, again mostly blank::
CTO_Lt_Hawk says:
FCO:  Yep...
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
::narrows her eyes, really hating the tone the TCO is taking with her captain::
CTO_Lt_Hawk says:
TCO:  Captain, would the Twilight be able to extend shields around the Claymore without exposing herself too much?
CMO_LtJG_Stevens says:
<MO1_LtJG_Amica> ::Amica sets the tricorder down and helps to make sure Simmons can roll onto her back:: MO: Good news is that it looks like nothing is broken. I'm going to give you something for the pain, alright?
Host TCO_Capt_Krys says:
::Rests her fingers against her temples:: CO: Look. Let's just...start with the basics. Get Andrews back to Twilight where I can debrief him. Take basic precautions. Then reconvene and decide whether to plan for the future – literally – or just chew each other out for the next hour while the Kethran are inbound, later.
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::::Nods to Amica finally able to breathe a bit more easily.::
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Slightly winded:: Amica: In a spaceship, autopsy beds need seatbelts....
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
::glances at the CTO, fully agreeing with the extend shields suggestion::
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Looks past Krys to OPS::  OPS:  Fong, get word to sickbay to prepare Andrews to be released to Captain Krys.
CMO_LtJG_Stevens says:
<MO1_LtJG_Amica> ::Amica nods and gives Simmons a shot to help ease the pain:: MO: That should help. 
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::turns to Damrok, ready to object, but pauses, unsure of whether they have a choice, or what the right move even is with "Andrews", etc.::
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::nods, and opens a signal to the sickbay while trying to figure out who Andrews is.:: *Sickbay*: Please prepare Andrews for transport
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Pushes herself the rest of the way out from under the Kethran.::
CMO_LtJG_Stevens says:
*OPS*: Roger that, give me two minutes.
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::nods:: CO: Sickbay requests two minutes, Sir.
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Looks back to Krys::  TCO:  Anything else?
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Finally is able to stand up and wonders how in the world that she's going to get that body back onto the autopsy bed.::
Host TCO_Capt_Krys says:
CO: We're glad to extend our shields around you, but they're currently at 30%. It's not an airtight protection. But we'll offer what we can.
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
TCO:  Thank you.  ::Stands::
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
::Has no intention of telling her twin that she was plastered under another Kethran body.::
CMO_LtJG_Stevens says:
::Stevens steps into the room with Andrews:: Andrews; We're going to be transporting you. Is there anything special you need before we energize?
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::continues the mental math and shakes his head slightly then looks down::
CMO_LtJG_Stevens says:
<MO1_LtJG_Amica> ::Helps Simmons to her feet:: MO: Do you need anything else? I can have Nurse Trakor here with you
MO_Ens_Simmons says:
Amica: I'll survive.  Maybe Trakor and I can try to get this body back on the table.
Host TCO_Capt_Krys says:
CO: I'll meet with Andrews and check in with you within fifteen minutes.
Host SM_James says:
<Andrews> CMO: If you don't mind, doctor, I can... accommodate. ::a pause:: Please tell Commander Davis I'm sorry. I had my orders.
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
::watches as Damrok stands to his feet:: CO: Orders, captain?
CMO_LtJG_Stevens says:
::Stevens nods at Andrews and taps her comm-badge:: *OPS*: Sickbay to Operations. Andrews is ready for transport.
Host SM_James says:
ACTION: Andrews tilts his head to one side and, in a moment, dematerializes from sickbay.
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
CSO:  Review those sensor logs from the disruptor strike.  Work with Mister Hawk on possible countermeasures.
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
FCO:  We'll hold here for now so that Twilight can help shield us.

FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
CO: Understood
CSO_Ens_Sheva says:
CO: Aye, sir. ::is grateful to have purpose to help her ignore the pain of what she has done::
FCO_ULN_T’alin says:
:: readies escape maneuver two :: 
Host CO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
CTO:  Hawk, you have the bridge.  XO:  Commander, we should have a word.  ::Tilts his head toward the ready room::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::nods::
CTO_Lt_Hawk says:
CO:  Aye, Sir.
Host TCO_Capt_Krys says:
::Gets a notification that Andrews has been returned:: CO: Thank you, Captain. ::Nods:: I'll see you in fifteen. ::Nods to Twilight to end the signal::

=/\= END MISSION =/\=

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