USS Pandora Mission Transcript 11404.11

USS Pandora Cast of Characters

CO	Captain John J Adams	Bob Baldwin		
SC	Captain Satok Z Marek	Pablo Delsaglio		
XO	Commander Gaeb	Gabriel Marceau		
DO	VACANT			
FCO	Lieutenant Jinx	Pam Bruyere		
2O	VACANT			
OPS	Lieutenant Xara Xetani	Julie Léger		
CTO	Lieutenant D’ghor Rustazh	Gilles Léger		
TO	Lieutenant (jg.) Haylin Raash	Janaye Hinsley		
CSO	Lieutenant (jg.) Vertan Trix	Steven Weller		
SO	VACANT			
CEO	VACANT			
EO	VACANT			
CMO	Lieutenant Commander Anita Marie Santiago	Arlene McIntyre	LOA	
MO	VACANT			
CNS	VACANT			

Stardate 11404.11 - USS Pandora - Good Fishing To You - Part 9

Commander Hwiii ih'iie-uUlak!ha' is in Docking Bay 3 of New Frontier with his Planck energy device.

The USS Pandora is on route to the Station with two survivors of the alien vessel who are still unconscious.

ETA to the station 20 minutes.

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CO_Capt_Adams:
:: enters the Bridge from the turbolift :: FCO: What's our ETA to the station?
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
:: at her station watching the screen as they approach New Frontier Station :: CO: Sir, ETA to the station is now twenty minutes.
CTO_Lt_D`Ghor:
:: at tactical monitoring the tactical sensors ::
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
:: sitting at her console, monitoring ships systems ::
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
:: On Bridge, trying to coordinate science teams looking at the different situations. :: *Grille*: Don't get in doctor's way but be ready to look at any scans you can get your eyes on.
SC_Capt_Marek:
CO: Captain, all arrangements for the transferring of Commander Hwiii ih'iie-uUlak!ha' device have been already made.
TO_LtJG_Raash:
:: arriving on the Bridge, armory report in hand ::
CO_Capt_Adams:
XO: Status report?
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
CO: And I think we're ready to assist the Commander. Think I even understand what he's looking to do.
TO_LtJG_Raash:
:: steps to an auxiliary console and logs in ::
CO_Capt_Adams:
SC/CSO: Excellent
XO_Cmd_Gaeb:
CO: Course was set for New Frontier station
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
:: runs a system check before they reach the station and hand over docking controls ::
MO_Damas:
*CO*: Sickbay to Bridge. I have a patient report for Captain.
CO_Capt_Adams:
*MO*: Go ahead Doctor
SC_Capt_Marek:
CSO: By the way, Lieutenant I would like to hear more on your progress on your plan for controlling the debris... 9 years is a long time, I know... but the sooner we get rid of that problem, the better
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
:: As the ship progresses, turns attention to the debris field's inertial properties on one window with main attention on trying to locate any life sign remains or data storage devices. ::
MO_Damas:
*CO*: Sir... both patients are suffering from malnourishment, dehydration and of course radiation poisoning. They are still critical, but recovering.
CO_Capt_Adams:
:: turns to the CSO :: CSO: Did any of your scans of that field turn up any results of the rest of that vessel's former crew?
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
SC: Yes Captain, it's basically a plan to push the pieces onto a new course, perhaps into something's orbit. Exact details aren't ready, and honestly would be a tad tedious.
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
CO: Not yet, Captain. Still looking for that and for computer system remains. Lot of debris to sort through.
SC_Capt_Marek:
CSO: Very well, a full report on my desk would be a nice touch. :: smirks ::
CO_Capt_Adams:
*MO*: Do everything you can for them Doctor. We'll be to the Station soon enough and we'll move them as quickly as possible. Bridge out!
SC_Capt_Marek:
:: moves next to the FCO console and stands next to it, staring at the Main Screen ::
MO_Damas:
*CO*: Acknowledged Sir
CO_Capt_Adams:
:: wonders, if they're not there, where did they go? ::
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
SC: Anything I can help you with Commander. :: smiles slightly ::
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
SC/ CO: Honestly, the search may go easier if I combined the two tasks. Grab piece, investigate, and then push out of way. Hold on. :: Turns to sensor output. :: OK found some of the remains. If their species fit's "normal", they've been dead for some time it seems.
TO_LtJG_Raash:
:: enters her report then begins a check on tactical systems ::
SC_Capt_Marek:
FCO: Oh, sorry if I disturbed you, Lieutenant...
CO_Capt_Adams:
OPS: Have you contacted the Station regarding our eminent arrival?
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
SC: You didn't Sir. Anxious to get back to the station I take it?
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
CO: Several sources of remains, most likely multiple beings represented at this point, but none seem to be of recent status. Decay rates indicate death occurred anywhere between 2 and 10 years.
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
CO: Aye Sir. Sent a 15 minute warning. :: grins ::
SC_Capt_Marek:
FCO: Just and old Vulcan... with some melancholic tendencies.... nothing that a good meditation exercises can put under control . :: nods ::
CO_Capt_Adams:
:: frowns :: CSO: That's still a lot of time.
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
:: nods :: SC: I'm sure you'll get a chance to do just that Sir. :: smiles again and looks down ::
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
CO: Yes Sir, but my best guess is that was a sleeper ship. Perhaps those we found were woke up?
CO_Capt_Adams:
CSO: Unfortunately, another mystery out here that we may not get to resolve any time soon....
SC_Capt_Marek:
:: hears the CSO and raises an eyebrow thinking what fascinating would be solving the mystery of that ancient ship ::
CO_Capt_Adams:
CSO: Not unless we get a chance to find out more from the two survivors
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
CO: Yes Sir, mysteries are what we are all out here for, correct? But if those survivors wake, the investigation will be far, far easier.
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
COM: New Frontier Station: This is the USS Pandora requesting docking clearance.
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
:: Pauses. :: CO: That's assuming they have a discernable form of communication. Most beings do, however.
Commander Hwiii ih’iie-uUlak!ha’:
@COM: Pandora: OPS: Are you here yet?
CO_Capt_Adams:
FCO: Bring us in as they instruct. Wait for it.... :: under breathe - wait for it ::
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
COM: New Frontier: Hwii: We are getting clearance now Sir.
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
CO: Aye Captain, awaiting instructions.
Commander Hwiii ih’iie-uUlak!ha’:
@ ::floats around in Docking Bay 3::
CO_Capt_Adams:
:: watches the viewscreen as Pandora approaches ::
OPS_Esstatue:
@COM: Pandora: OPS: You are cleared for docking port 4.
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
CO/ SC: If I can suggest, we might want to send shuttles out to grab chunks of the debris and bring them back for study. We have time, getting samples may help us figure out what we should try and save and what we should just reroute towards a...what's the term, junk yard?
SC_Capt_Marek:
FCO: Trust in the New Frontier personnel... after all they are all your subordinates... :: smirks :: Just don't scratch the paint of both the Station and the Pandora...
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
COM: New Frontier Station: Acknowledged. :: sends instructions to FCO ::
SC_Capt_Marek:
CSO: Actually I think a debris field would be a more appropriate term. And I think your suggestion is viable.
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
:: looks up at Marek :: SC: No scratching this time Sir. Hang on just in case though. :: smirks as she moves to Pandora towards the docking port. ::

ACTION: SOME SQUEALS COME FROM THE PANDORA COMM CHANNEL THAT THE COMPUTER CAN'T TRANSLATE.

CSO_LtJG_Trix:
SC: I can have my crews start working on that. Well, the biologists will work with the aliens. And the physicists will work with me on Commander Hwii's project, but the rest...hmm, maybe just the metallurgists and so forth?
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
:: lifts her eyebrow :: Self: He sounds happy.... I think.
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
:: approaches docking port 4 slowly ::
Commander Hwiii ih’iie-uUlak!ha’:
@COM: Pandora: OPS: I'm happy as a clam in mud... Ask the Captain to come meet me in Docking Bay 3 when it is convenient.
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
COM: New Frontier Station: Hwii: Acknowledged Commander.

ACTION: THE PANDORA EXECUTES A FLAWLESS DOCKING.

TO_LtJG_Raash:
:: frowns :: Self: I did not know clams had feelings.
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
CO: Sir, Commander Hwii wishes you to meet him in Docking Bay 3.
CO_Capt_Adams:
CSO: I'm sure Captain Marek will make arrangements for something along those lines... :: looks to Marek ::
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
CO: Moorings deployed Captain, Umbilical’s in place.
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
CO/ SC: Yes Captain's, let us know and we'll get it done.
SC_Capt_Marek:
CO/CSO: This culture must have been a fascinating one, if they were able to build a ship like that. I bet there a field of study for every Department, once we start collecting the debris
CO_Capt_Adams:
OPS: Soon as we're docked, secured and ready to disembark
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
CO: Aye Sir.
CO_Capt_Adams:
FCO: Good job Lieutenant
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
SC: Fascinating? Yes Sir. But often times a ship like this means desperate.
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
CO: Moving to station power. :: taps the console :: We're secured Sir. Docking complete.
SC_Capt_Marek:
CSO: Desperate... yes , it is a possible, but with a fascinating technological background that allowed them to achieve such a massive engineering.
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
SC: Yes Sir. At least a few decades past the entry into the space age.
CO_Capt_Adams:
FCO: Acknowledged Lieutenant. 
XO/OPS: Grant short rotational leave for anyone eligible... Not sure how long we'll be here......
CO_Capt_Adams:
:: gets up from chair, stretches discretely, and heads for turbolift :: XO: You have the Bridge
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
CO: Aye Sir.
 
ACTION: THE CAPTAIN'S CHAIR SQUEAKS AS THE CAPTAIN MOVES.

FCO_Lt_Jinx:
:: begins powering down her station ::
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
CO: Permission to accompany you to see Commander Hwii, Sir? If I'm supposed to work with him might be a good start.
TO_LtJG_Raash:
:: finishes the test on tactical ::
SC_Capt_Marek:
:: walks towards the turbolift ::
CTO_Lt_D`Ghor:
TO: Lieutenant, please see to the transfer of the aliens to the Station Sickbay.
CO_Capt_Adams:
:: looks to the CSO :: CSO: Of course, come along
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
:: Shuts down station and turns to follow the Captain. ::
TO_LtJG_Raash:
:: Looks up :: CTO: Aye, Sir. I'll call a detail and we'll get them transferred right away.
CTO_Lt_D`Ghor:
:: nods ::
CO_Capt_Adams:
OPS: :: over his shoulder :: See if you can get that fixed....
TO_LtJG_Raash:
:: calls for a security team to meet her in Sickbay and locks out her console ::
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
CO: Aye Sir.
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
:: contacts engineering about the Captain's chair ::
TO_LtJG_Raash:
:: heads off the Bridge to Sickbay ::
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
:: stands and looks around the Bridge :: Self: Hmm, where'd everyone go?
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
FCO: They get to go have all the fun. :: grins ::
CTO_Lt_D`Ghor:
:: grunts :: FCO: Looks like the science folks will have all the fun while we keep guard.
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
:: continues internal docking procedures ::
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
::Enters the turbolift.:: CO: Thank you for the opportunity, Captain. Lot going on but I think working with the Commander will be the best use of my skills.
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
OPS: Well, we know who really runs things around here anyway. :: laughs ::
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
:: laughs :: FCO: I wouldn't say that, at least not in the Captain's hearing.
CO_Capt_Adams:
:: nods with thinking about thoughts and what these tests could yield ::
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
CTO: Guard what? The hamsters under the consoles? :: laughs again ::
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
:: chuckles :: FCO: At least it's not tribbles.
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
OPS: Tribbles are trouble for sure, but so cute.
CTO_Lt_D`Ghor:
:: frowns :: OPS/FCO: Tribbles, hamsters... ::shakes head::
TO_LtJG_Raash:
:: rocks back on her heels waiting for the lift to stop ::
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
FCO: You're right, they are cute.
CO_Capt_Adams:
::gathers thoughts and realizes no instructions were given to the turbolift::
CO_Capt_Adams:
SC: Where are we meeting the Doctor?
SC_Capt_Marek:
CO: According to the last information... Docking Bay 3
CO_Capt_Adams:
TL: Docking port.
CO_Capt_Adams:
SC: On the Station, right?

ACTION: THE LIFT FINALLY MOVES AND HEADS TO THE DOCKING PORT

SC_Capt_Marek:
CO: Yes, of course, I apologize for my lack of specificity
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
:: moves closer to the CTO's console :: CTO: So, what are we supposed to do while the brass plays with Hwii?
SC_Capt_Marek:
CO: I am definitely getting old :: Smirks ::
CTO_Lt_D`Ghor:
FCO: I plan on giving my staff security drills.
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
CTO: Are you kidding? Drills again?
SC_Capt_Marek:
CO: I only hope this Commander have a real useful project. Times are not the adequate to employ Starfleet valuable resources on crazy projects... and particularly in this region of space
CO_Capt_Adams:
:: as the turbolift arrives to the docking port and the doors open :: SC: Captain, your station, please lead the way...
CTO_Lt_D`Ghor:
FCO: I could always call a security alert and have you put in the brig if you threaten me with tribbles again. :: smiles ::
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
SC: Warp drive was once a crazy project, Sir. In most civilizations.
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
FCO: I plan on relaxing for a little while. I don't think we are going to be here very long from the sound of Commander Hwii.
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
:: frowns :: CTO: Oh sure, then you can explain to the Captain.
TO_LtJG_Raash:
:: steps off the lift and heads to medical leaving the others for their journey to the bay::
SC_Capt_Marek:
CO: Welcome aboard. .. :: smiles and walks out of the turbolift on the double ::
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
@:: Follows the Captains onto the Station. ::
TO_LtJG_Raash:
:: meets with her team at the door and heads into S Sickbay ::
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
:: turns :: OPS: Well I think I'm going to head for the lounge for a bit before mister drills here decides to do something weird.
SC_Capt_Marek:
@All: If I recall correctly Docking Bay 3 should be... this way... ::motions the rest to follow him::
CO_Capt_Adams:
@:: bows politely ::
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
FCO: I'm finished here. I think I'll tag along.
TO_LtJG_Raash:
MO: We are here to transport our guests to station medical.
MO_Damas:
:: nods :: TO: I have just got them all ready for transport.
SC_Capt_Marek:
@:: for his relief and to avoid a quite embarrassing moment, Docking Bay 3 doors appears in front of him :: CO: Captain...
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
OPS: Super, let's go. :: looks at the CTO :: CTO: Have fun Lieutenant.
MO_Damas:
:: nods :: TO: They are all loaded up on the anti-grav stretchers and ready to go.
CTO_Lt_D`Ghor:
OPS: I always do. :: smiles ::
TO_LtJG_Raash:
MO: Good, we'll take it from here. Unless you want to go with us?
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
:: follows the FCO to the lift ::
MO_Damas:
TO: I'll be following until we get to their S Sickbay.
SC_Capt_Marek:
@:: enters Docking Bay 3 and start looking for Commander Hwii ::
TO_LtJG_Raash:
:: motions to members of her team to take control of the gurneys ::
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
:: steps into the lift :: OPS: So what's your poison?
TO_LtJG_Raash:
MO: Okay, then, let's go.
Commander Hwiii ih’iie-uUlak!ha’:
@ :: hovers near the device doing his Nth systems check: :
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
@:: Follows the Captains into the Docking Bay, wondering if I just volunteered to be in over my head in a meeting. ::
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
Computer: Lounge.
CO_Capt_Adams:
@:: follows not fully understanding what Dr. Hwii looks like ::
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
FCO: I have grown to like bourbon. I was introduced to it at the academy.
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
OPS: Hmmmm, sounds interesting.
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
FCO: But, seeing as how we may have to go back on duty quickly, I think a glass of wine would be better.
TO_LtJG_Raash:
:: follows the stretchers out of Sickbay and toward the lift ::
MO_Damas:
:: enters lift with patients ::
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
OPS: All we ever do is work it seems, but your right. Maybe something in our stomachs would be better too.
SC_Capt_Marek:
@Computer: Locate Commander Hwiii ih'iie-uUlak!ha'
CO_Capt_Adams:
@:: points to odd character in what appears to be a wetsuit :: SC: Is that him?
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
:: waits as the doors open :: OPS: After you Lieutenant. :: laughs ::
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
FCO: Sometime when we have a couple days leave, I'll share the good stuff I have in my quarters with you. :: grins ::
SC_Capt_Marek:
@Computer: Never mind. I think we've located him.
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
:: walks out of the lift. ::
TO_LtJG_Raash:
:: feels the lift start :: MO: Are they going to be okay? 
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
@CO: That's him, Captain.
Commander Hwiii ih’iie-uUlak!ha’:
@ CSO: Greetings Lt Trix... well met once again. :: floats over to great them ::
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
FCO: Something to eat would go down well right now.
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
:: walks out after Xetani :: OPS: Good stuff huh?
SC_Capt_Marek:
@CO: Seemingly... ::starts walking towards the officer in the wetsuit::
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
:: nods :; FCO: Oh yeah, real, honest to goodness, fermented alcohol.
TO_LtJG_Raash:
::feels the lift stop and heads to the airlock::
SC_Capt_Marek:
@Hwiii ih'iie-uUlak!ha': Commander, Nice to meet you. I am Captain Marek, the Station Commander. This is Captain Adams, Commanding Officer of the USS Pandora... and you seem to already know Lieutenant Trix...
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
@Hwii: Good to see you again, Commander. Looks like we sorted out that pressing emergency and are ready to get moving on your project.
SC_Capt_Marek:
@:: makes the Vulcan salute to the Commander ::
MO_Damas:
TO: I think so... now that they are being treated. I have no idea how they stayed alive so long.
Commander Hwiii ih’iie-uUlak!ha’:
@ SC/CSO/CO: Well met to all. Happy Fishing to you.
CO_Capt_Adams:
@Hwiii ih'iie-uUlak!ha': Pleased to make your acquaintance Commander.
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
:: enters the lounge :: OPS: Ok, I want some of that. We need to make a plan. :: laughs out loud. ::
TO_LtJG_Raash:
MO: Almost there, I hope you plan on getting some rest once they are transferred.
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
FCO: Deal! :: laughs ::
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
:: sees a familiar face and waves ::
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
@Hwii: And may your waters be pleasant and calm in your swim, Commander.
TO_LtJG_Raash:
@:: steps through onto the station ::
SC_Capt_Marek:
@Hwiii ih'iie-uUlak!ha': I understand you are dealing with a interesting project ...
Commander Hwiii ih’iie-uUlak!ha’:
@ CO: I can't say how pleased I am, to finally get this boat to sea Sir. When your vessel is ready, I'd like to load my device. We can depart when you are ready Sir.
CO_Capt_Adams:
@Hwii: Good fishing... if I understand your usage of that term correctly
TO_LtJG_Raash:
@::moves down the corridor to Sickbay::
MO_Damas:
 @TO: I'll rest when I'm dead. I just want to get them stable and healing
TO_LtJG_Raash:
@MO: Then I will leave you to your expertise, Doctor. :: motions to the Sickbay door :: After you.
CO_Capt_Adams:
@Hwii: Say the word and have the techs start moving things. Soon as they're done, we will be at your disposal.
MO_Damas:
@:: enters Sickbay with the patients ::
Commander Hwiii ih’iie-uUlak!ha’:
@:: squeals with joy ::
FCO_Lt_Jinx:
:: finds a table and orders ::
TO_LtJG_Raash:
@:: helps to move the gurneys into place ::
Commander Hwiii ih’iie-uUlak!ha’:
@CO: I'll get my staff moving, we'll be on board in less than an hour. Maybe a full hour so I can load my buckets of mackerel :: smiles ::
OPS_Lt_Xetani:
:: sit at the table with the FCO and orders ::
CSO_LtJG_Trix:
@Hwii: If you need any assistance Commander let us know. I'll do what I can to assist.
CO_Capt_Adams:
@Hwii: An hour? I was hoping to at least catch some dinner before we left...... here on this fancy new station....
SC_Capt_Marek:
@:: thinks :: Still, there is something fishy about all this...
TO_LtJG_Raash:
@MO: We will take our leave, Doctor. Be well
Commander Hwiii ih’iie-uUlak!ha’:
@:: grins :: CO: Your ship, your rules.... 2 hours it is Sir
CO_Capt_Adams:
@SC: You do have an adequate seafood restaurant aboard this joint, don't you?
Commander Hwiii ih’iie-uUlak!ha’:
@:: Squeals :: CO: I've tried the catering service, the caviar was superb.
TO_LtJG_Raash:
@:: nods to the medical staff then motions for her team to leave ::
SC_Capt_Marek:
@CO: :: raises an eyebrow :: Of Course! ... I guess...
TO_LtJG_Raash:
@:: dismisses her team and heads back to the ship ::

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