[21:00] <SM_James> Summary: Bad things happen in 3's. 1: Davis, T’alin and the Arealynian military in the midst of what may or may not be a tactical takedown. 2: Damrok and Claymore making preparations to play host for a media personality--this can't end anything but well, right? 3. Raeyld up to her neck in unfortunate people, her support on the absolute wrong side of the door. And somewhere in there, someone has an answer. Or they’re very, very good at pretending.

[21:00] <SM_James> Star Trek: A Call to Duty is proud to present the USS Claymore in: "Mending Fences"

[21:00] <SM_James> Episode 34: "Method, Madness, and Mayhem Makes Three" (12203.12)

[21:00] <SM_James> =/\= BEGIN MISSION =/\=

[21:00] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::on the Claymore seated at a secondary bridge station. His eyes flick over the three away teams' status as he preps to beam all of them out.  With only a very vague idea of what is going on down there he simply waited for the call.  Fong wasn't sure how long he'd been awake, or how long he'd been working, but he was sure it was probably fine.::::

[21:00] @<FCO_SubLT_T’alin> :: Clams himself :: *XO* lets just transport all vicinity life signs to isolated brig rooms

[21:01] #<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze> :: Quietly listening to her comm for any clue from Raeyld::

[21:02] @<Tac PO1 Nomalanga Sarpong>  :: Looking for the first officer in the mess that is growing.::

[21:02] @<SM_James> ACTION: Muffled movement can be heard from the open third story window, and the sound of someone thudding against a wall or floor.

[21:02] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Standing watching the cube in the isolation station....Still breathing heavily....Still angry beyond words.::

[21:02] @<XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::moves away from the door, trying to find a beam to at least put between him and the door::  *Claymore*: Davis to Claymore--I want to make a transport request. There's a building right in front of us that has an unknown number of hostiles inside, and we don't want to move through it to clear it. I want to transport whoever is in there into custody aboard Claymore, and we'll make sense of it there.

[21:02] <TAC Ens. Margo Bellerose> :: bridge duty... keeping an eye on the teams below.::

[21:02] <HLM2_Ens_Ra> :: poking the helm console ::

[21:03] <MOPS_LtJG_Gulash>  ::looks up as this message comes in, turning towards OPS::

[21:03] <CO_Capt_Damrok> ::In the lounge, quietly munching on what passes for his meal while taking notes::

[21:03] <CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> #::Continues her first steps into the office in which she sees both her query and someone she recognizes as a prominent person of interest. She smiles as she continues her stride into the room and toward Velde::

[21:03] <CMO_Lt_Stevens> ::In her office, staring at the empty chair where Simmons had just been::

[21:04] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::glances at the tactical officer:: Tac: Let me know when the brig is ready.

[21:04] #<SM_James> Scene: As Cedric sets the agenda for the next meeting item, a debate/argument almost immediately breaks out amidst the group. Velde sits back, watching the discussion in silence. Raeyld earns the corner of one eye as she approaches, that eye cold, dispassionate.

[21:05] <TAC Ens. Margo Bellerose> OPS:  Do you have any idea how many we are looking at?  :: reads through the duty roster::

[21:05] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::with all the personality of a twentieth century answering machine:: *XO* Please Stand by.

[21:05] <MOPS_LtJG_Gulash>  ::scans the building::

[21:05]  <Nobel> ::Standing in the surgery suite realizing that this is even worse than he thought.:: *CMO*: Would you be able to join me in Surgery 1?  I've got a badly mangled leg that is going to take two doctors to sort out, I'm afraid.

[21:06] @<XO_Cmdr_Davis> *OPS*: This isn't really a "stand by" sort of moment, Lieutenant. ::looks at the third floor::  We need this done now.

[21:06] <Tac PO2 Toltecatl Atzin> :: getting the order from Bellerose, she does a quick check as she hits the keys opening up the brig... glad it was empty for the moment.::

[21:07] <CMO_Lt_Stevens> ::Stevens blinks and looks at the door:: *Nobel*: Of course, I'm on way.

[21:07] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> :: wonders if she leaves the cube in the sutstrate, if it will eventually work its way in.::

[21:07] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Not yet being otherwise disrupted, she walks up to Velde and leans in quietly to whisper in his ear:: Velde: Excuse me, Sir...do you have a minute? ::Raises her eyebrows slightly, indicating back toward the door from which she entered::

[21:08] @<XO_Cmdr_Davis> *OPS*: The third floor is where the problem is. If it's a matter of room, we should isolate the people there from the rest of the building.

[21:08] <TAC Ens. Margo Bellerose> :: listening to Atzin, nods::  FCO:  The brig is currently clear of those involved in the earlier fight.

[21:08] <SM_James> ACTION: Simmons's console flips into maintenance mode and begins wiping itself.

[21:08] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::looks over the transporter scanners he starts locking targets and building a transport program:: *XO* I'm showing eighty people in that building. Brig capacity is twenty. sir.

[21:09] <CMO_Lt_Stevens> ::Stevens gets up and heads for surgery 1, knocking once and stepping inside:: Nobel: Doctor

[21:09] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Watches as her console enters a strange mode and works furiously to stop the deletion of her files.::

[21:09] @<XO_Cmdr_Davis> *OPS*: They don't need to all go to the Brig--just have security secure the shuttle bay or the flight deck or something.

[21:10] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> Tac: Pre-fill the cells with anesthizine.

[21:10] <Nobel> CMO: Doctor.  Step over and take a look.  It's caused by a disruptor blast.

[21:10] <TAC Ens. Margo Bellerose> :: listening, contacts Singh to cover the flight deck with incoming unknowns, possibly hostile.::

[21:10] <SM_James> ACTION: Simmons's credentials are denied override access.

[21:11] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Unplugs the computer from the power source::

[21:11] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::hopes that the locals don't react poorly to anesthizine. and locks onto the 13 people on the third floor:: Tac: 13 incoming to brig. Let me know when you are ready please.

[21:12] <CPO Talya Singh> :: tossing her hand down, she quickly stands and motions her group to follow her to the flight deck, explaining what she knows as she moves along.::

[21:13] <SM_James> ::ACTION: Simmons is successful in disconnecting her console. She'll have to be in another location to unplug Claymore's computer, though.

[21:13] <TAC Ens. Margo Bellerose>  OPS: Singh is heading for the flight deck with a team.

[21:13] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::hovers his hand on the energize button for a moment, waiting for word from tactical:: *XO* Targeting third floor for first transporter sweep. Follow ups will be stored elsewhere.

[21:13] <CMO_Lt_Stevens> ::Stevens finishes washing her hands and steps over:: Nobel: Well, I can't say I've seen this exact damage before but I've patched similar wounds before. NC-88R rounds would leave legs and arms looking like this.

[21:14] <Tac PO2 Toltecatl Atzin> :: that was something new.  Without question, taps a few control buttons and watches the levels of gas in the cells::  *Bellerose*:  Done.

[21:14] <CMO_Lt_Stevens> Nobel: Would you like me to assist on this?

[21:14] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Not yet getting a response, she gently pats Velde's shoulder:: Velde: Sir?

[21:14] <TAC Ens. Margo Bellerose> OPS: Everything is in place.

[21:15] <Nobel> CMO: Why don't you take lead?

[21:15] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::energizes to beam the occupants of the third floor to the hopefully anesthizine filled brig cells:: Tac/*XO* First sweep energizing.

[21:15] #<Kyrin_Velde> ::mostly ignores Raeyld for a moment, focused on the conversation, until her increased insistence on grabbing his attention:: CIV: You'll need to make an appointment.

[21:16] @<XO_Cmdr_Davis> *OPS*: Acknowledged. 

[21:16] @<XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::turns to T'alin, then looks up again::

[21:16] <SM_James> ACTION: Transporter security scanners alert to the presence of an explosive in the matter stream. Claymore disarms it and a subroutine activates to divert that component to the armory for examination.

[21:17] <Tac Ens Akamia Roberts>  :: looking through the Breen weapons for more evidence, looks up as a chime informs him of incoming.::

[21:18] <TAC Ens. Margo Bellerose>  OPS:  Transporter disabled an explosion in transport.

[21:18] <Nobel>::Starts cutting the fabric away from the area where the wound is.::

[21:18] <SM_James> ACTION: The rest of the transporter beam deposits its cargo into the brig. Some of them look surprised. some look more than a little frightened. And in about 10 seconds, all of them look very unconscious.

[21:18] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::Continues beaming people out of the building to the tactical team's location on the flight bay in groups of 6 at a time. After the first alarm he starts running multiple weapons scans on the beam ins.:: Tac: Understood.

[21:18] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Gently prods Velde a couple more times/locations, maybe possibly dropping her tag in the process, almost childish in her annoyance, then leans in once more:: Velde: But sir...I really think you want to handle this now, and not in front of your...associates. ::Glances in the direction of the arguing others::

[21:19] #<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze>  :: Listening, wonders what Raeyld will do next as Velde does not seem to be responding.::

[21:19] <Tac PO2 Toltecatl Atzin> *Bellerose*: All safe and sound... and now unconscious.

[21:19] <CMO_Lt_Stevens> ::Stevens nods and pulls a nearby table over:: Nobel: Sounds like a plan. I'm going to start with seeing what we can salvage with the arteries

[21:20] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Heads for the computer core....maybe she could stop things there.::

[21:20] <TAC Ens. Margo Bellerose> OPS: Brig is now full of slumbers.

[21:20] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> *Sickbay* We've just beamed people from the Executive officer's location to the brig. Standard welcoming scans may be in order.

[21:21] @<FCO_SubLT_T’alin> ::nods looking back at the XO upon the sounds of transporters faintly above them leaning against the door::

[21:21] @<XO_Cmdr_Davis> *OPS*: Do we have them all, Lieutenant?  ::looks towards Rymelde::

[21:21] #<Kyrin_Velde> ::sighs, then all but glares at Raeyld, more than slightly bored--though with the meeting or his guest is unclear:: CIV: ... You still need an appointment.

[21:21] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> TAC: Beaming remaining residents to the flight deck in 6 packs.

[21:21] <CMO_Lt_Stevens> *OPS* Understood. We'll dispatch nurses immediately.

[21:21] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> *XO* Third floor clear moving on to other floors.

[21:21] <CPO Talya Singh> :: weapons in hand, she watches as people in groups of six start to fill up the flight deck... notches up her weapons power::

[21:22] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Heads for the TL and steps inside.::

[21:22] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> *CMO* We are clearing a full building. 80 people in total. Remainder will be in the flight deck.

[21:22] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> TL: Deck 8.

[21:22] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Still keeping her voice low, very much with the tone of trying very patiently to offer this man a favor...but approaching the breaking point of her patience:: Velde: Then, sir, I recommend we make an appointment for right now, or you're liable to get arrested in front of these people.

[21:23] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Straightens up, her voice no longer quite as circumspect:: Velde: It's your choice. I'm heading out.  ::With that, spins on her heels and strides back for the door from which she entered::

[21:23] #<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze>  :: hears the impatience in Raeyld's voice and wonders if it is deliberate::

[21:23] <SM_James> ACTION: The flight deck goes from organized chaos to disorganized panic in the matter of a transporter beam. To say there is genuine confusion is an insult to genuine confusion.

[21:23] @<XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::still looking across at Rymelde::  Rymelde: Colonel, do you want to have your people secure and clear this location?

[21:24] <Nobel>::Working on clearing out the wound.:: CMO: Is everything okay with Doctor Simmons.

[21:24] <CPO Talya Singh> :: raises her voice::  Everyone, please settle down.  If anyone decides to do something stupid, you are going to take a long nap... and it will bite.  Now, Sit!  Down!  Now!

[21:25] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Exits the TL on Deck 8 and makes her way to the computer core.::

[21:25] @<Colonel_Rymelde> ::just blinks as the transporters are engaged, then looks at Davis through saucer eyes:: XO: ... I... yes, of course. ::just shakes his head, wondering why--that ship could easily just solve this entire problem::

[21:25] #<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze>  :: Staying in the shadows, she shifts a bit, motioning the other two in her group along with Fricke to let them know Raeyld was heading out.::\

[21:26] @<XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::turns to T'alin::  FCO: I think this is a problem they can deal with for right now. 

[21:26] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Arrives at the computer core and tries inputting her credentials to stop the wipe of her information from the computer system.::

[21:26] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::locks down the flight deck entrance and exits without standard access codes, just to keep the 66 new arrivals contained::

[21:26] @<FCO_SubLT_T’alin> :: nods in acknowledgement :: XO: I wonder if we scooped him up with this net.

[21:27] <CPO Talya Singh> :: watches as a few people near her begin to sit down.::

[21:27] <CMO_Lt_Stevens> Nobel: We're working through some administrative issues regarding her paperwork is all. It's all been a lot for her recently so I'm trying to give her the time she needs. Can you remove some of the bone shards here?

[21:27] #<Kyrin_Velde> ::sighs and stands, eyes on the back of Raeyld's head:: All: Excuse me a moment. This... off-worlder would like to arrest me. ::the small group snickers, except for Cedric. He turns to watch Raeyld leave, glaring holes::

[21:27] @<FCO_SubLT_T’alin> :: nods in acknowledgement :: XO: Also, :: pangs of regret:: XO: I hope that poor bastard is ok.  Not sure, but I swear he had a weapon.  But.. I need to objectively let all of the sorting occure.

[21:28] <CPO Talya Singh> ::heaing the locking mechanism and eyeing a pair::  I will not repeat myself.  Sit!  Down!

[21:28] <Nobel> CMO: Of course.  ::Using some hemostats, is able to remove the pieces of bone fragment that  Stevens indicated.::

[21:28] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> *XO* Building cleared. Is there anyone in particular that you are looking for, or would you like us to hand them over to the local constabulary?

[21:28] @<XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::shakes his head, not interested in hashing this out here::  FCO: We're not going to know if we have our man until the people in the Brig are identified. I want you to return to the ship and update the Captain and others and see if we can get a proper identification.

[21:28] @<XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::pauses:: FCO: The rest will be addressed later.

[21:29] @<Tac PO1 Nomalanga Sarpong> XO:  What of my team?

[21:29] <SM_James> ACTION: "Mass imprisonment!" someone in the flight deck crowd yells. "This aught be considered an act of war!"

[21:29] @<XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::backs up a step or two::  *OPS*: We're looking for Nyrl Venche. T'alin will return to the ship to brief the Captain.

[21:29] <SM_James> ACTION: Simmons is denied at the source. Core says no.

[21:29] @<FCO_SubLT_T’alin> ::holsters his disruptor nodding:: XO: Understood.  *Claymore* one to beam up.

[21:29] @<XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::holds his hand up::  Nomalanga Sarpong: Stand by.

[21:29] <CPO Talya Singh> :: sighs and with a shrug of her shoulders, aims and shoots the loud mouth::

[21:30] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Doesn't break her stride for even the slightest of seconds...just walks right back out the door she'd entered and continues as if to the local lift::

[21:30] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::nods:: *FCO* Energizing:: Beams FCO directly to the bridge.

[21:31] <Nobel> CMO: I'm sorry to hear that you and she are having issues with paperwork.  It's gotta be a bit frustrating...How're you holding up lately?  It's quite a transition from MO to CMO.

[21:31] <CMO_Lt_Stevens> Nobel: I had some similar trouble when I came aboard. The Commander had me side-lined for certain operations. Hated it at the time but, looking back... More light please. It helped me a lot to make sure I took care of myself so I could take care of others next. 

[21:31] @<Colonel_Rymelde> ::steps forward, then turns and gestures once to his men, who immediately fan out, Breen disruptors drawn::

[21:31] <FCO_SubLT_T’alin> *CO* I've returned.  Have a sitrep where would you like to take it?

[21:32] <Nobel>::Using the holographic controls tilts the angle of the light above the table.::  CMO: Well I'm glad you're looking out for her.

[21:32] @<XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::approaches Rymelde as he directs his men::  Rymelde: If you have this covered, my people will check in with our other team to assist them.

[21:32] <Tac PO2 Toltecatl Atzin>  :: nods as the FCO shows up::  FCO:  All are asleep, sir.

[21:33] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Wonders if she could figure out T’alin's password and log into the computer core that way......Tries different things that she's heard him mumbling in his sleep.....ya never know.::

[21:33] <FCO_SubLT_T’alin> TAC2: Understood.

[21:33] #<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze>  :: watches closely, keeping out of sight for now.::

[21:33] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Reaches the lift doors and finally turns back, very temporarily, to see if Velde is actually going to take her up on her offer::

[21:34] <Tac PO2 Toltecatl Atzin> :: curiously watches the flight officer::

[21:34] #<Kyrin_Velde> ::strides purposefully toward the door as Cedric turns to the man next to him, speaking quietly--the businessman pauses just inside the door, looks back at the group once, nods, then steps through::

[21:34] <CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Shifts in his seat slightly::  *FCO*:  I'm in the lounge.  Here would be fine provided you don't have anything sensitive to discuss.  Otherwise, I'll meet you in the ready room as soon as possible.

[21:35] <CPO Talya Singh> :: notes a few more groups go silent and quickly sit down.  With a smile, she aims at another group looking at her defiantly... well, one was, the other were hiding behind him.::

[21:35] <SM_James> ACTION: OPS gets a security alert, and T’alin's credentials are locked out due to authentication failure. On the bright side, Fong now knows his security subroutine works.

[21:36] <FCO_SubLT_T’alin> *CO* Understood sir.  Due to operational nature I'll meet you in your ready room. :: heads to the ready room off the bridge for what he knows will feel like a long wait due to the lack of emotional unpacking all incidents that have stacked the past week::

[21:36] <CPO Talya Singh> :: with a shrug, she fires at the one individual and waits to see what the others do.::

[21:36] <CMO_Lt_Stevens> Nobel: Honestly, I freak out about it a lot. I worry that there are things I'm missing or forgetting. 

[21:36] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Gets the 'too many attempts' error reading.::  Self: Damn!!

[21:36] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::Frowns:: Tac: Send a tactical officer with Sub Lieutenant T’alin.  Someone is trying to impersonate him and his access codes are locked.

[21:37] <CPO Talya Singh> :: As more and more sit down, she nods::  Ahhh... intelligence is not lost yet with your people.

[21:37] <TAC Ens. Margo Bellerose>  OPS: Understood.

[21:37] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::pauses in what he is doing, looking up:: Tac: Thank you.

[21:38] <CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Pauses for a long moment, in lieu of a sigh::  *FCO*:  Acknowledged.  I'll see you momentarily.  Damrok out.  ::Glances to his plate, which is half-finished, but does not wish to suffer through the indignity of eating on the run; returns it to the replicator for recycling and leaves the lounge::

[21:38] <CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Heads to the turbolift::

[21:38] <TAC_Lt Lindsey> :: getting the order, heads for the brig::

[21:38] <CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Enters the turbolift::  Turbolift:  Deck 1.

[21:38] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Nods to Tsela-Yokaze as Velde exits the office with them, and folds her arms, leaning back against the wall::

[21:39] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Pounds on the console:: Computer: Stop deleting my files!!

[21:39] #<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze>  :: steps out slightly so she can be seen, but the rest of her people stay hidden.::

[21:39] #<Kyrin_Velde> ::scans his eyes over the corridor, then opts for having things to do and starts heading for a nearby lift::

[21:39] <Nobel> ::Shrugs:: CMO: You seem like you're doing a good job to me.  Everything seems to run smoothly - well enough seems to run smoothly.  This *IS* the Claymore after all.

[21:40] <TAC_Lt Lindsey> :: slightly out of breath, arrives at the brig and calls out::  FCO: Sub Lieutenant T’alin.

[21:40] @<XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::while waiting for Rymelde to acknowledge his presence::  *CIV*: Davis to Raeyld. Status.

[21:40] <CMO_Lt_Stevens> ::Stevens lifts herself up from the wound and grabs a different tool from the table:: Nobel: I think that most of the artery is salvageable. Parts of the bone are pretty bad and I'm not seeing a lot of nerve endings are going to keep working but it's possible. 

[21:40] <CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Exits the turbolift onto the bridge and makes his way to the ready room without slowing::

[21:40] #<+CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze> :: steps in front of Velde::

[21:40] <CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Enters and moves to his desk, setting his PADD down on it as he rounds to sit::

[21:41] <CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Looks to T'alin::  FCO:  What have you got?  ::Gives his jacket a tug before he sits::

[21:41] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Unfolds her arms and begins to walk toward Velde:: Velde: Thank you, Sir. We'd rather not embarrass you in front of the others, but as you mentioned...you are under arrest. We can produce the warrants you to and your advocate.

[21:41] <Nobel> CMO: Are we going to need an bone graft to replace the area decimated by the shot?

[21:41] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::pulls up the location of the authentication failure, and attempts to locate personell in the vacinity::

[21:41] @<Colonel_Rymelde> ::nods, once:: XO: I think we can handle it from here. Would be helpful were we to come into some of your transporter technology, of course.

[21:42] <TAC_Lt Lindsey> :: wherever the FCO is, she is with him.::

[21:42] @<XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::nods, having to stop himself from saying, "Why not just pick it up where you get all these fancy Breen weapons?"::

[21:43] #<+CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze> :: After a moment, she motions with her hand and Lu and Abara move into position.::

[21:43] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Kicks over the stool with fury and pounds both of her fists into the wall with a scream.::

[21:43] @<XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::looks at Nomalanga Sarpong::  Tac: Get your people ready. We'll join the other team momentarily if they are still on the surface.

[21:44] #<Kyrin_Velde> ::glances between the two officers, then settles on Raeyld:: CIV: Your treaty is defense only. Your laws do not have grounds here.

[21:44] @<XO_Cmdr_Davis> Rymelde: It has its uses for sure. ::pauses::  I'll leave you to it, then. We'll try to get Velde, if our people haven't already found him.

[21:44] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> *MO* Fong to Simmons, please respond.

[21:44] <CMO_Lt_Stevens> Nobel: Likely. The shot seems to have vaporized most bone in the area. I can finish pulling the shards out of the wound but there isn't much left to rebuild.

[21:44] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Storms out of the computer core.::

[21:45] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Curtly.:: *OPS*: What?!

[21:45] @<Tac PO1 Nomalanga Sarpong> :: nods and motions her team to join her.::

[21:45] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> *MO* Sensors show that you were just in the computer core, was there anyone else in there?

[21:45] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Makes her way toward the TL wondering if she can replicate any of her data or if she's lost the last three months of research.::

[21:45] <FCO_SubLT_T’alin> ::cocks his head a bit to the side taking a deep breath :: CO: Well the raid didn't go well. We split into to groups for the two persons of interest.  Davis and I on Venche.  2 points of note here:  One, we immediately were in an area, of hostile vibe I did fire on some one whom I thought was making a move against us... but that may have not been the case in all objectivity.  That being said immediate hostilities broke with a terrorist cell in that vicinity at that moment so fog of war ensues.  There may be things to unpack there. Apologies sir.  2.  We pursued the cell to an apartment complex where they took hostages and pushed a women off the third floor.  Whereby we beamed the third floor to the brig and they are currently unconscious with gas.  The rest of the occupants I believe are in the flight deck to sort out while the locals clear the building and cordon the area.

[21:45] <CMO_Lt_Stevens> Nobel: Have you done a graft before? I haven't done any since the academy, personally

[21:46] <CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Glances up for a moment, not really sure why Lindsey is present, but not particularly concerned about it at the moment, as the FCO unwinds his report::

[21:46] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> *OPS*: Not really, but after a fashion.

[21:46] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Nods almost sympathetically:: Velde: I appreciate your confusion. However, you are under arrest via warrant issued by your own government. We have been duly empowered in partnership with your law enforcement to secure your arrest.

[21:46] <FCO_SubLT_T’alin> CO: Currently I do not have status on Raeyld's team.

[21:46] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Pulls a PADD from her pocket, admittedly a less than smooth maneuver given she has to reach under her dress to reach into her pants pocket:: Velde: I can show you any documentation of the situation you might like to review.

[21:46] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::tilts his head:: *MO* Could you clarify last transmission please?

[21:46] <Nobel> CMO: I have.  There's a new technique that I've been developing actually.

[21:47] @<XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::done waiting for people::  *OPS*: Davis to Claymore. Transport myself and our security people to Commander Raeyld's position.

[21:47] <CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Blinks a few times, sitting forward::  FCO:  We didn't necessarily expect it to go smoothly.  But.... ::Leans back in his chair, looking ceilingward for a long moment with a drawn out sigh::

[21:47] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Opens her mouth to say something about an Admiral being in there, but snaps it shut before she does.:: *OPS*: No, I can't actually.

[21:48] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::with three quarters of his brain he beams the XO's team to the location of the CIV:: *XO* Energizing.

[21:48] <CMO_Lt_Stevens> ::Stevens looks at Nobel with a smile at the corner of her lips:: Nobel: I can manage the clean up here, why don't get a graft ready and we'll swap.

[21:48] #<Kyrin_Velde> ::sighs, just shakes his head:: CIV: The rumors are true, then. ::tilts his head a degree, considering Raeyld:: So do you execute me here, or do we wait until we've returned to your vessel?

[21:48] #<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze>  :: blinks and steps closer to Raeyld as she picks up the hum of a transport beam.::

[21:48] #<@SM_James> ACTION: Davis and team beam in as Kyrin's question is asked.

[21:48] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> Self: Hell.  Why not?  Why not tell the whole world about the Admiral?  What more can he do to me?

[21:48] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> *MO* Were you attempting to access the computer? Did you perhaps enter the wrong credentials?

[21:49] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> Velde: We are taking you into custody and remitting you to the local authorities once we're certain you're secure and not a risk of harm to yourself or others. What happens to you from there is up to your own government.

[21:49] #<XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::the scene comes into a coherent whole as the transporter does its thing; he pauses for a moment to take stock::

[21:49] #<Tac PO1 Nomalanga Sarpong>  :: locates the CTO and others, taking in the situation.::

[21:50] #<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze>  ::lifts a brow at the arrival of the XO and others but says nothing as she keeps track of Raeyld and Velde::

[21:50] <FCO_SubLT_T’alin> CO: Given my expertise in the current situation I do not mind consulting.  But you may want to for the record place me on administrative suspension pending further investigative reporting for field work.  ::Places his disruptor on the desk:: CO: I wouldn't want to put the Claymore in any further jeopardy. That being stated.  We do need to see if our net caught Veche.

[21:51] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Steps into the TL and leans against the wall, hearing OPS question and realizing how this looks.  *OPS*: The computer was trying to erase my research, and I was trying to stop it, but it wouldn't take my codes, so I starting inputting anything that remotely came to mind.  So after a fashion yes.  And now my research is gone.  Poof. Evaporated!

[21:51] <Tac PO2 Toltecatl Atzin> :: asleep or not, processes those currently in her care::

[21:52] <CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Sits upright again::  FCO:  Yes, it is entirely appropriate that you be placed on administrative leave until a full inquiry can be completed.  I'll try to expedite the process, but we also have non-Federation individuals involved who may choose to try to assert sovereign process.  ::Shakes his head::  I'll get in touch with legal affairs.

[21:52] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Steps out of the turbolift and walks toward her quarters.::

[21:52] <CO_Capt_Damrok> FCO:  Don't talk to anyone ::Leans forward and presses his index finger into the tabletop to emphasize his point:: anyone at all unless you want them to be deposed as well.

[21:52] <CO_Capt_Damrok> FCO:  Do you understand?

[21:52] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> *MO* I see. So that you know, you locked Mister T’alin's access codes.  It will be most inconvenient for him.  Are your access codes working now? And would you like operations to attempt a data recovery program?

[21:53] <FCO_SubLT_T’alin> CO: My understanding is that your Status of Forces agreement should about cover your sovereignty in handling any legal affairs in your system.  As between my world and yours that's potentially another situation.

[21:53] <FCO_SubLT_T’alin> CO: I do understand.

[21:53] <TAC Ens. Margo Bellerose> OPS: Brig has Nryl Venche sound asleep.

[21:54] #<XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::waits to see how this plays out; he doesn't want to jump Raeyld's play, but he's also ready to throw someone through a glass window if need be::

[21:54] <CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Raises his hands::  FCO:  I can't even get into that morass at the moment.  ::Pushes his chair out from his desk -- doesn't seem annoyed, just determined to get through it to get things done::

[21:54] #<Kyrin_Velde> ::shrugs up one shoulder:: CIV: In other words, your hands will be clean despite the initiative being yours. A nice, tidy arrangement... if you can get it. And what shall our government give you in exchange? Our subservience, perhaps?

[21:54] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::without looking up from what he is doing:: TAC: That is nice I guess? Is someone asking for them?

[21:54] <CO_Capt_Damrok> FCO:  Let's see if we have Veche.

[21:55] <FCO_SubLT_T’alin> :: nods silently as silence seems to be the appropriate response in these times, trying not to replay the last hour in his head ::

[21:55] #<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze>  :: curious if the man really believes what he says and if so, why?::

[21:55] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> *OPS*: Can you please restore T’alin's codes for me?  I will not attempt that again.  And no my codes are NOT working.  ::sighs audibly:: I would love for you to try a retrieval program, but somehow I doubt there's anything left to retrieve.  Feel free to let me know though if by some chance I'm wrong.

[21:55] <CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Moves around the desk, PADD in hand, drafting a quick message to Lee to process the administrative leave for T'alin; copies Fong on the message::

[21:56] <TAC Ens. Margo Bellerose> OPS:  He was on the wanted list.

[21:56] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Has now built in something of an automatic suppression of the urge to shrug, but simply turns her palms face-up:: Velde: You are, of course, free to believe whatever you want. ::For the first time, lets her gaze flit ever-so-momentarily toward Davis and his team, before landing squarely back on Velde::

[21:56] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Keys into the code to her quarters and walks inside, directly to the bedroom.  Slips her shoes off and sits on the bed with her back against the headboard, pulling her knees up and wrapping her arms around her legs.  She buries her face in her knees and lets out all the tears that she's been holding in for the last 12 hours.::

[21:57] #<XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::drifts forward a few steps, but remains behind Raeyld::

[21:57] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> Velde: And believe me or not - most likely not. But we - this crew - are truly only here to help the Arealynian people and government.

[21:57] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::sees a message ping up on his screen and sighs, that will complicate the access code process:: *MO* I'll send...Petty Officer Cawney by to reset your codes and see what we can do about the missing files.  She should be there in the next few minutes.

[21:57] <CMO_Lt_Stevens> ::Stevens picks out the remaining bone shards and starts to clean up the ragged edges of the muscle::

[21:58] <Nobel> CMO: Of course.  Give me just a few minutes, and I'll be back.

[21:58] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Is oh so tempted to mention that she gets the sense most of the Claymore crew would anymore just as soon kick the dust off their heels at the planet and leave it be...but figures there's really too much opportunity for such a statement to be read in too many ways::

[21:59] <FCO_SubLT_T’alin> :: standing next to the Captain :: 

[21:59] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Raises her head from her knees, her face still wet with tears, and hits her combadge again.::*OPS*: She'll be where and when?

[21:59] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::looks up as the CO walks past then focuses back on what he is doing:: FCO: I found the source of the access code violation. We will need to reset your codes at your next opportunity.

[22:00] #<Kyrin_Velde> CIV: That you intend to help the government was never a question. That you intend to help the Arealynian people, however... ::raises an eyebrow:: You have an interesting definition. I suppose it may be a cultural matter.

[22:00] <FCO_SubLT_T’alin> OPS: Thank you... ::Inquisitive tone, doesn't have time to process that at the moment ::

[22:01] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> *OPS3 Cawney* Lieutenant Simmons is having some access code and file issues.  There appears to be some expedience needed.  If you could please contact her and make arrangements.

[22:01] <CO_Capt_Damrok>  ::Glances to T'alin, then back to Fong::  OPS:  I've copied you on a message.  Please let me know when the matter has been processed.

[22:01] <TAC_Lt Lindsey> :: quietly follows T’alin wondering how long she needs to remain with him.::

[21:58] <CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Leaves the ready room and enters the turbolift, not really sure whether he should have T'alin with him for this excursion, but it seems better than leaving him alone at present::

[22:02] <CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Orders deck fifteen, then continues typing out another message, this time to Lt. Callahan, and hits send...feels as though he can almost hear him start to curse up a storm through the bulkheads, somehow, within a few seconds::

[22:02] <Nobel> ::Walks out of surgery 1 and heads to the medical lab in sickbay to prepare the graft.::

[22:02] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> *CO* Will do. *MO* She will contact you shortly, however with lost data time is important so that it doesn't get overwritten.

[22:03] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Glances once more to Davis, then back to Velde:: Velde: I'm here operating as a representative of your government. As such, and in compliance with your laws, we need to remit you to the custody of Arealynian law enforcement. But if you truly believe the Arealynian government is not operating in the best interests of the Arealynian people...

[22:03] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Her voice sounding a bit dejected.::  *OPS*: Where do I need to meet her?

[22:04] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> Velde: ...I'd like to hear about it. I don't see why we couldn't take some time to do so before completing the transfer. I may be ignorant. ::Pauses:: So...educate me.  ::Raises an eyebrow:: ...Or can you do that without explosives and loss of life?

[22:04] #<XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::drifts forward more, now even with Raeyld and facing Velde::

[22:04] <OPS3_CPO_Cawney> ::pulling her uniform tunic back on:: *MO* This is Cawney, Doctor Simmons, I'm told you've had some computer problems? How can I help?

[22:04] <CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Exits onto the deck and makes his way toward the brig::

[22:04] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> *MO* She should be contacting you.

[22:05] <Nobel> ::Programs the replicator with the exact specs of what he's looking for.::

[22:05] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> *OPS*: Thank you.

[22:05] <OPS3_CPO_Cawney> ::shoots an affirmative message to Fong::

[22:05] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::blinks as there is something he'd missed:: Tac: Wanted list...who's wanted list? Ours? We wanted people?

[22:06] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> *OPS3_Cawney*: Where do you need me to meet you?  ::Mops at her eyes.::

[22:07] <OPS3_CPO_Cawney> ::tugs a portable terminal and a small bag from a storage locker:: *MO* I can reset your credentials wherever works for you.  What kind of data are we talking about?

[22:07] #<Kyrin_Velde> ::inclines his head slightly:: CIV: Ah... so this is about that. ::nods, once:: You even speak like a representative of our government. The truth, but only in portions. ::tilts his head a degree:: The old ways are just that. Old. I've a new life, now. Had, until you and yours saw fit to take the first steps in ending it. Anything to quiet the noise. It's how they, and you as their representative, operate.

[22:07] <FCO_SubLT_T’alin> :: follows the captain silently ::

[22:08] #<XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::moves forward, now not interested in respecting anyone's boundaries or roles::

[22:08] #<XO_Cmdr_Davis> Velde: Let me speak in a different way, then.

[22:08] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> *OPS3_Cawney*: I'm in my quarters if you'd like to meet me here.  And we're talking about all of my data for my research that I've been conducting for the past three to six months.

[22:08] <CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Enters the brig, looking around for the watch officer or anyone who knows what's going on::

[22:08] #<XO_Cmdr_Davis> Velde: You'll come with us, now. ::turns to the security officers::  I have no small number of these people to make sure that happens.

[22:09] <Tac PO2 Toltecatl Atzin> CO:  Sir, how can I help you?

[22:09] #<XO_Cmdr_Davis> Velde: And I have more of them waiting. And more. And Marines.

[22:09] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Dips her head forward slightly, pressing her fingers against the bridge of her nose and closing her eyes briefly::

[22:09] <OPS3_CPO_Cawney> ::closes her eyes as she pulls up information on the MO's quarters, heading towards sickbay:: *MO* I will be there shortly. Was the data gathered in one lab, or in multiple locations?

[22:10] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> *OPS3Cawney*: It was all gathered in my lab....I mean Medlab 3.

[22:10] <CO_Capt_Damrok> Atzin: Mr. Atzin, do we have the individual named Venche in our custody?

[22:11] <Tac PO2 Toltecatl Atzin> CO:  Aye, sir.  He is in the 3rd cell, sound asleep with the others.

[22:11] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::turns to Deveraux who is at the regular operations station:: OPS2: If someone calls from the planet for transport, that is on you.

[22:11] <Nobel> ::Takes the replicated bone back into surgery 1.::  CMO: New technique.  ::Holds out the bone for her to examine.::

[22:11] <OPS2_Ens_Deveraux> ::nods slightly:: OPS: Ok...I mean...Yes sir.

[22:12] #<Kyrin_Velde> ::turns his attention to Davis, seeming to acknowledge the man's presence for the first time, but addresses Raeyld still:: CIV: And this ::gestures to Davis:: is the result of so many pieces of truth, but no center. "You will be silenced, with or without your cooperation. Society demands it, so says your government."

[22:12] #<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze>  :: looks between the two command officers::

[22:12] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Takes a breath and glances forward toward Davis, making a point to withhold judgement for now, as she has no idea what may have transpired across the past hour with the rest of the planet and operation::

[22:12] <OPS3_CPO_Cawney>::presses the chime for the MO's quarters.::

[22:12] <CMO_Lt_Stevens> ::Stevens sets her tool down and holds the bone:: Nobel: Fascinating. This is...impressive!

[22:13] <CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Looks down a moment, eyes closed in relief, then looks back up::  Atzin:  Thank you.  FCO:  Well...job done.  I'll get in touch with the Arealynians to see how they'd like to proceed from here.

[22:13] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Stands up and slips her feet back into her shoes and heads out into the main room:: OPS3_Cawney: Enter.

[22:13] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Looks back to Velde:: Velde: You can choose to remain silent...or you can help me understand. But either way, we'd likely leaving this place. So my question for you, sir, is: will you come peacefully, or will you resist?

[22:13] #<XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::allows this last, final, absolute-no-more-cause-someone-is-about-to-get-broken-bad-with attempt::

[22:14] <Tac PO2 Toltecatl Atzin> :: simply nods and steps back to finish inputting everyone::

[22:14] <FCO_SubLT_T’alin> CO: Understood.  Seems like we've at least got our guy and avoided further bloodshed.  :: thinking hopefully that will win some graces :: *XO* We do have our guy.

[22:14] <Nobel> CMO: Thank you.  I think you'll find that it should integrate seamlessly.  Once we place it, it will self fuse into the old bone.

[22:15] <OPS3_CPO_Cawney>::steps into the room, and smiles slightly, she continues their conversation:: MO: That is good. There is a pretty good chance that the data is saved locally, we'll just have to find it.  When we are done I'll show you a trick for backing up data off the main computer.

[22:15] <CPO Talya Singh> :: as people begin to realize they are not in imminent danger, she hears the hum of voices increase.::

[22:16] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> OPS3_Cawney: I'd love to hear that you can actually recover my research.  Somehow I doubt it, though.

[22:16] #<Kyrin_Velde> ::shrugs, but places his hands behind his back, his eyes staying on Davis:: CIV/XO: You are here because the government you intend to transfer me to is aware I will not choose to remain silent. You can understand what's in front of you, or you can continue... just following orders.

[22:16] #<XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::turns to Nomalanga Sarplong and the other security officers::  Tac et al.: Take him and transport back to the ship. 

[22:17] #<XO_Cmdr_Davis> Tac: If he keeps talking, feel free to tell him to shut up.

[22:17] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Frowns sharply::

[22:17] <CMO_Lt_Stevens> Nobel: That's fantastic! I've cleaned up the wound area so we should be able to graft that in and then we can start getting the artery repaired.

[22:17] <OPS3_CPO_Cawney>::draws her tricorder and scans the MO, checking the biosigns against the record, and verifying the vocal tones match within acceptable parameters of her norms:: MO: First lets get your access codes re-instated.  ::She pulls her portable terminal and sets it on a table:: MO: If you want to input them manually you can do so here.

[22:19] <Nobel> CMO: Sounds good.  ::Places the bone into the space that the CMO cleared and watches as it self-fuses to the old bone, so you can't even tell where the graft is.:: CMO: Let's get started on that artery then.

[22:19] #<Tac PO1 Nomalanga Sarpong>  :: nods and steps forward, her weapon not drawn but the others around her are.::  Velde:  Sir, if you will please come with me.

[22:19] #<XO_Cmdr_Davis> *Claymore*: Davis to Claymore. Stand by to transport our people back.

[22:19] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> OPS3_Cawney: Of course.  Turns her back to the OPS officer and inputs her credentials again, watching to see if they actually work.

[22:20] <OPS2_Ens_Deveraux> ::checks the transporter locks:: *XO* Standing by.

[22:20] <Kyrin_Velde> ACTION: "Restricted pending review" flashes on the terminal screen.

[22:20] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Moves to stand beside Velde::

[22:20] #<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze>  :: moves to Raeyld's other side::

[22:20] <CMO_Lt_Stevens> ::Stevens shakes her head as she watches the bone fuse:: Nobel: That was incredible!

[22:21] <OPS3_CPO_Cawney> ::frowns at the terminal:: MO/Self: That shouldn't happen. You are still active duty correct?

[22:21] <Nobel> CMO: Thanks.  It's been awhile in coming, but I've had several successful tests now.

[22:21] #<Kyrin_Velde> TAC: ::nods once:: Yes, our new authorities make a similar request. And in a similar way. I'd imagine the implied is also similar.

[22:22] #<XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::looks around one last time:  *OPS2*: Energize. 

[22:22] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> OPS3: Well, that depends on how you look at it.  I'm still assigned to the Claymore - at least as far as I know.  I am just not able to practice medicine at the moment.

[22:22] <OPS2_Ens_Deveraux> ::Beams the indicated away team back to the transporter room::

[22:23] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> OPS3: So whether or not that recognizes that I'm a member of the crew without being able to practice Medicine as a medical Officer I don't know.

[22:23] <CMO_Lt_Stevens> Nobel: I'll make a note and make sure we get this published. Man, tech like this is still a miracle to me. Back when I first started being a medic, we would have just had to take the leg off.

[22:24] <CO_Capt_Damrok> FCO:  Mr. T'alin, I appreciate everything you've been able to do for us during this mission.  I know it's been challenging...which is why this brings me no pleasure, but I'll escort you to your quarters, now.  ::Taps his combadge, reluctant::  *Bellerose*:  Damrok to bridge.  I need two security officers to meet me at Mr. T'alin's quarters.

[22:24] <OPS3_CPO_Cawney> ::frowns:: *OPS* I'm getting a 'pending review' error on Doctor Simmons, can you check it please.

[22:24] <FCO_SubLT_T’alin> CO: I understand.  It's for the best.

[22:24] <CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Nods:: FCO:  I'm glad you understand.  ::Motions with his PADD toward the door::

[22:25] <TAC Ens. Margo Bellerose> *CO*: Lindsey is with him now.  I will have another sent to join her.

[22:26] <TAC_Lt Lindsey> :: steps forward, not looking happy about this.::

[22:26] <<Nobel> CMO: I've been working on it for awhile, It's so wonderful to see it working properly.

[22:26] <CO_Capt_Damrok> *Bellerose*:  Acknowledged.  Damrok out.

[22:27] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::frowns at the access codes on his screen:: *OPS3/MO* It is saying that her access to her own ship is restricted by Starfleet medical.

[22:29] <MO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Throws her hands in the air:: OPS3: Which is also why I'm betting that you won't be able to retrieve my data.

[22:30] <OPS3_CPO_Cawney> ::shakes her head:: MO: I'll take that bet, have some confidence Lieutenant.

[22:31] <Kyrin_Velde> =/\= END MISSION =/\=