USS Seleya Mission Transcript 11210.21
Mission Number 692
Acral Curse I
                
       DRAMATIS PERSONAE
Mike Hiles as Commander Maximus Heller (CTO – Chief Tactical Officer)
Tim Schols as Lieutenant Commander Dylan Pandora (OPS – Operations Officer)
Einar Sigurðsson as Lieutenant Commander William York (CMO – Chief Medical Officer)
Aoibhe Ní Shúilleabháin as Ensign Caerys Lee (MO – Medical Officer)
Robert Wright as Ensign H’ret (CSO-Chief Science Officer)
Karriaunna Scotti as Lieutenant Brianna Rose (SO-Science Officer)

Time lapse:  None

Ship Manager
              Karriaunna Scotti

Last time on the Seleya:

Six weeks have occurred since the Seleya left Avalon Starbase.  The first month held more surprises then some of the crew liked.  But the next six weeks passed in relative quiet as each department prepared for contingencies for their next mission and just lived life in general.

At least in general for some.  Down in medical a new life, perhaps a new species, is in the creation and not by the choice of the mother.  But she has the support of her department, she is not alone.  And that could be said for all the departments on the ship as each was its own family unit, good and bad.

Two weeks out from their destination, a garbled distress call has come from the planet Acral in the Abresian system.  A class L planet, its hostility has not encouraged any colonization not to mention its red giant of a star.  One of four planets, had there been any others they were long since swallowed up by their star, there has been no surveys of it or the system.  Nothing more is known of it.

The captain and first officer working on their upcoming mission having ascertained recently that DS5 and the B'tal'lon are holding.  With Acral just an hour of their path and nothing appearing to need their immediate attention, they have decided to check it out and have turned the mission over to the second officer.

The ship has dropped out of warp and is currently moving through the system to Acral.  They are ten minutes out.

Commander Heller's Log, Stardate 11210.21.  We've received a distress call originating from the planet Acral.  The captain and XO are busy with preparations for the upcoming mission so I have command.  I've order a course change to investigate.

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CMO LtCmdr York says:
::Places his PADD on the desk, and then leans forward, resting his forehead on the cool surface::
CTO Cmdr Heller says:
::In the captain’s chair on the bridge watching the viewscreen.::
MO Ens Lee says:
::Steps into the CMO's office, a pile of PADDs in hand, and a cup of tea balancing on top:: CMO: Got those reports for you, sir.
SO Lt Rose says:
::Sitting on the bridge looking at the incoming telemetry from Acral.::
CMO LtCmdr York says:
::Looks up, then raises his head smiling and accepts the white tea cup:: MO: Thank you, Caerys. It's been a long night.
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
::Sitting at Science 1, going over the medical scans of Dr. Lee's symbiote's biochemical alteration.::
MO Ens Lee says:
::Smiles a little:: CMO: It always is. Anything I need to know? ::Arranges the PADDs on the CMO's desk as she flicks some hair out of her eyes. Is very glad to be back on duty after a lengthy R&R::
CTO Cmdr Heller says:
::Turns toward H'ret.::  CSO:  Are you picking anything up on the scanners yet?
CMO LtCmdr York says:
::Takes a sip and grimaces:: MO: For gods sakes Lee! Sugar?
SO Lt Rose says:
::Looks at the CSO and back at Max::  CTO:  The planet is pretty much dead.  If ever had life, it has long since been annihilated, probably by its star.  I am reading some underground water, but no surface water.  There are the remains of six continents.
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
::Scoots over to Science 2 and checks the scans running on Acral.::
MO Ens Lee says:
::Looks up from her tidying and shrugs:: CMO: It's a really bitter drink.
CMO LtCmdr York says:
MO: It's SUPPOSED to be.  ::Shakes his head and places the cup on the desk::  Welcome back in any case. We are to prepare for a possible ground mission.
MO Ens Lee says:
::Looks at the cup, twists her lips into a sideways grimace and picks up the barely touched beverage:: CMO: Are we expecting casualties?
CTO Cmdr Heller says:
FCO:  ETA to Acral?
FCO Ens Ragnarsson says:
CTO: We are three minutes out, sir. Standard orbit?
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
::Turns to Rose and nods, agreeing with her assessment of the planet.::  CTO:  We've still not been able to decipher the message either Captain.  To be honest, it’s degraded so badly it may be impossible to make anything of it.
CTO Cmdr Heller says:
FCO:  Yes standard orbit.
CMO LtCmdr York says:
MO: Aren't we always. ::Clears his throat and reaches for a padd on his right:: This has your latest medical scan on it, I cleared you for duty...but I am not sure I want you off the blockers yet..
CTO Cmdr Heller says:
CSO:  Understood, do a detailed scan once we are in orbit, try and pinpoint the signal location and see if we can find out anything about who sent it.
FCO Ens Ragnarsson says:
CTO: Aye sir, standard orbit. ::Plots the course and takes the ship in::
CTO Cmdr Heller says:
::Watches the viewscreen as they approach.::
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
::Winks to Rose as he moves back to Science 1 and pulls up the programs running on the transmission.::  CTO: But we will continue to give it the old College try.  I can say that we've narrowed down its source to an area near the edge of the largest continent.
SO Lt Rose says:
::Shakes her head with a smile.  She is so not used to such a light-hearted boss.::  CSO:  Estimated time the sun started expanding puts it about a billion years ago.
MO Ens Lee says:
::Holds the warm cup in her cold hands:: CMO: Can't we start to reduce them a little? I hate being put on a schedule like this. I feel so corralled. ::Stands in front of the desk, hip cocked a little.:: CMO: There's no point in having a symbiont if I'm not able to experience new things.

ACTION:  The ship enters orbit around the planet.  Even from their distance they can see a planet greatly distorted as it was dramatically altered in its death throes.

CSO Ensign H’ret says:
::Focuses the planetary scans to the area near and around the origin of the transmission.::  CTO:  Tightening the scan to the transmission area. maybe we can find something there.
CMO LtCmdr York says:
::Sighs:: MO: Ensign, there is a new symbiont species inside you now, with the same old memories, and some new ones...we don't know how that will affect you!
SO Lt Rose says:
CSO:  I am picking up refined metals.  There is a good chance this was once a planet with a civilization on it.  But after a billion years and the stars damage, I cannot see how there could be much remaining.
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
SO:  Perhaps below the surface?  It’s a long shot to be sure, but lest focus a scan to areas just below the surface, see if they made an attempt to escape their fate.
CTO Cmdr Heller says:
CSO/SO:  Any idea who is down there now?
MO Ens Lee says:
::Sits down and places the cup back on the desk, leaning forward:: CMO: And we'll never know if we don't start to wean me off those blockers. They served their purpose, Chief. I think it's time we start to fully see what's happened to Lee. ::Blinks, sighs and sits back:: CMO: But you're the expert.
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
CTO:  None as of yet, but we'll know more when the scans of the transmission area complete.
CMO LtCmdr York says:
::Sets his jaw and stares at her:: MO: Fine. Lower your dosage by 15%, then we'll talk again in three days
CMO LtCmdr York says:
MO: And any changes you report to me, is that clear?
MO Ens Lee says:
::Sits upright, beams and nods:: CMO: Yessir. ::Holds his stare for a moment::: CMO: Thank you, Chief.
CMO LtCmdr York says:
::Stands up:: MO: Now take that swill with you, and prepare our away gear
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
::Furrows his brow as the scans reveal something .:: CTO: Well now....Captain, reading possible wreckage...maybe a ship, it’s pretty scattered.
MO Ens Lee says:
::Stands, too, picks up the cup and saucer... least she remembered THAT part of the whole tea ritual... and turns:: CMO: Aiy, sir. ::Steps around the chair she'd just vacated and moves into Sickbay proper without another word::
CMO LtCmdr York says:
::Sighs as he watches her leave...but it was good to have her back...::
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
CTO:  If they remained inside, the would have succumbed to the suns destruction long ago, but it bears checking out... Feeding the co-ordinates to you now.
SO Lt Rose says:
::Looking over the data H’ret is looking at, she notes a large crevice not far.  It is very deep.::  CSO:  I am picking up some readings not far from yours.  But... I cannot tell what it is I am looking at.  Seems there is some radiation interference in that area.
CTO Cmdr Heller says:
::Looks at the coordinates H'ret sent him.::  CSO:  I'll take a team down and look it over, you're with me.  ::Looks over at Rose.::  SO:  What kind of readings?
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
CTO:  Not to jump to conclusions, but I would hazard to guess this is the source of our transmission.
MO Ens Lee says:
::Looks around sickbay, smiles a little to herself, glad to be back on duty, hands the cup and saucer to a passing orderly with order to recycle it and practically skips over to the equipment area::
SO Lt Rose says:
::After a moment she shakes her head::  CTO:  To much interference.  Could be just about anything.
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
SO:  Lets drop a probe into that crevice, try to increase the focus on that scan.  ::Stands and waits for the CTO.::
SO Lt Rose says:
CSO:  I will have engineering prepare one.
CTO Cmdr Heller says:
CSO/SO:  We'll start by checking out the wreckage then go from there.  ::Stands and heads for the lift.::  SO:  You have the bridge, let me know if you pick up anything else.  ::Holds the lift for H'ret and taps his badge.::  *CMO/MO*:  Meet me in transporter room one we're beaming down to investigate.
CMO LtCmdr York says:
::Walks into Sickbay, and heads for the replicator:: Computer: Tea, black with milk.
SO Lt Rose says:
::Contacting engineering, she requests a class I probe.::
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
::Follows the CTO into the TL.::
CTO Cmdr Heller says:
*TO Derfel*:  Grab two other security personnel and meet us in transporter room one.  ::As the doors close to the lift he orders it to the transporter room.::
CMO LtCmdr York says:
::Looks at his cup with longing eyes, then hits the recycle button and watches it disappear again:: *CTO*: You have some terrible timing, Commander. See you in two.
CMO LtCmdr York says:
MO: LEE! Let's go!
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
::Smirks at York the Coddger's grumblings.:: CTO: As is there's ever a good time to interrupt Dr. York.
SO Lt Rose says:
::With all the bridge experience she had, briefly she wondered how she would have done on the command testing had there been an opportunity.::
TO Derfel says:
*CTO*:  On our way commander.
SO Lt Rose says:
::Sends the coordinates to the transporter chief::
MO Ens Lee says:
::Turns on hearing the CMO bellow, nods and grabs the med kits she's just finished checking though:: CMO: On my way...
CTO Cmdr Heller says:
::Chuckles.::  CSO:  I've noticed that.
CMO LtCmdr York says:
::Let's her carry both kits as he strides for the Turbolift:: MO: Today, Lee.
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
::Smiles broadly, probably showing more fang than he intends.::
MO Ens Lee says:
Self: This time... no pregnancies. Just don't touch... anything. ::Speeds up, lumbered with all the medical equipment:; Self: Welcome back. Lee... great to have you around... here, have some celebration cake... ::Smiles to herself, kind of enjoys his grumpiness::
MO Ens Lee says:
::Skids into the Turbolift::
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
::Follows the CTO out of the TL and into the TR, taking his tricorder and hand phaser from the assembled security team.::
CMO LtCmdr York says:
::Ushers her into the TL:: TL: Transporter room.
MO Ens Lee says:
::Hops on her toes gently:: CMO: Are.. ::Pauses, bites her lip, trying to find a way of asking a question that doesn't sound like she's afraid::
CTO Cmdr Heller says:
::Enters the TR and sees his team is already there.::
CMO LtCmdr York says:
::Walks out of the TL and towards the Transporter room:: MO: The next letter is S.
MO Ens Lee says:
::Stops walking, thinks, dismisses his comment and catches up with him:: CMO: Do they need us both down there, sir? It's just that it's... well, ::Clears her throat:: the first away mission I'll have been on since, the last one.
CMO LtCmdr York says:
::Stops before the TR and faces her:: MO: So you want a time out?
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
::Taps his tricorder settings, accounting for the increased radiation of the dying star.::
MO Ens Lee says:
::Practically walks into the CMO, he's stopped so suddenly:: CMO: What? No.... ::Eyes widen:; No! Just... thinking out loud. Felt it needed saying. ::Scrunches up her nose a little::
CMO LtCmdr York says:
MO: Make up your mind then, kid. Get the tri-ox ready.
CMO LtCmdr York says:
::Steps inside the Transporter room::
MO Ens Lee says:
::Pats the nearest med kit in reply and follows him into the TR, taking a deep, calming breath::
MO Ens Lee says:
::Hands one of the two kits over the CMO, wondering a little why he seems marginally more grumpy than usual today::
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
::Looks up from his tricorder.:: CMO/MO: Evening doctors.
MO Ens Lee says:
::Sees the CTO already inside:: CTO: Sir. ::Nods and smiles::
MO Ens Lee says:
::Waves to the CSO and steps over to him:: CSO: Any idea what we're looking at down there?
CTO Cmdr Heller says:
::Nods to the new arrivals.::  CMO/MO:  Doctors.  Anything special we need while we are planetside?
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
::Moves to the transporter pad and takes a spot. ::  CMO/MO:  Given the massive amounts of radiation, I would suggest calibrating your tricorders to compensate.
TC Tyrel says:
::Having received the update from the SO, motions with his hand the gear they might want to take down, including cold weather items.::
CMO LtCmdr York says:
::Looks past the kitten:: CTO: We have an extra supply of tri-ox, I want everyone to carry a hypo on them. Lee will inoculate us all before we transport down, there's a lot of radiation down there, so we have to be careful.
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
::Hops down off the transporter pad and picks up one of the ready-made packs, smiles at the TC Chief as he does and bounds back to the transporter pad.::
MO Ens Lee says:
::Grabs a SF issue jacket from the rack and puts it on, feeling cozier already. Then as per the CMO's words, goes around with a hypospray, making sure to dose everyone up with tri-ox to help them breath down there::
CTO Cmdr Heller says:
::Nods and takes one of the hypos and watches Lee administer a dose to everyone.::  All: Alright let’s head out.
CMO LtCmdr York says:
::Puts a thick leather jacket on and steps onto the pad::
MO Ens Lee says:
::Steps onto the pad, standing beside the CSO, trying not to chew her lip but not succeeding very much.::
TC Tyrel says:
::Looks at the CTO::
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
::Pats Lee's shoulder reassuringly.:: MO:  Off to another adventure Doctor.
MO Ens Lee says:
::Turns her head, flicking her hood back off her head:: CSO: Part of me hopes not, I have to admit! ::Shrugs:: CSO: But then, what sort of an explorer would I be? ::Brightens up a little::
CTO Cmdr Heller says:
::As everyone steps on to the padd he nods to the TC chief.::  Tyrel:  Energize
CMO LtCmdr York says:
::Sighs::
TC Tyrel says:
::Activates transporter.::
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
::Smiles a toothy grin.:: MO: Once more unto the breach, dear Lee, once more.

Scenery:  As the transporter releases them on the cold surface of the planet, a cold wind wraps around them as it moves through the barren landscape of desolation.  There are a few pieces of objects that glitter scattered around the field, but little else to catch ones attention.  Not far from them is a black scar that seems to absorb all light.

TC Tyrel says:
@*Bridge*:  The away team has safely landed.
MO Ens Lee says:
::Turns on the spot, tricorder raised, scanning:: All: Well, it's definitely cold...
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
::Pulls out his tricorder, scanning the wreckage and looking for the source of the transmission.::
CMO LtCmdr York says:
::Pulls his collar up to fight the cold wind::
CMO LtCmdr York says:
All: This is nice. ::Said dryly::
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
CMO:  The final destination of all things doctor.  ::Motions to the glittering debris.:: CTO:  Definitely a ship Captain, scanning for the source of the transmission.
MO Ens Lee says:
::Glances all around:: CMO: It actually is... ::Voice trails off as she spots the debris::
CTO Cmdr Heller says:
::Signals the security team to fan out and check the area while he walks over toward the crevice glances down.::  CSO:  Any idea what kind of ship?

Action: The area filled with scree, the CTO's boots slide forward into the blackness...

CMO LtCmdr York says:
::Walks around the debris, keeping an eye out for survivors::
CMO LtCmdr York says:
::Turns around:: CTO: I'm not regis...sir?
CSO Ensign H’ret says:
CTO:  Commander!!  ::Moves to the edge of the crevice, trying not to get to close.
CMO LtCmdr York says:
CSO: Contact the ship!

ACTION:  The CSO's footing slides forward...

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