USS Delphyne 10010.30

Happy Halloween

Nicke:
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SO_Tarrez:
::Heads out of the science lab and heads towards the TL::

CO_Grant:
::ON the bridge::

XO_Lynam:
::On the bridge::

OPS_Hawkes:
::At OPS trying to hail the Bradshaw::

CNS_Jiosa:
::reading PADD, on the bridge::

FCO_B`lee:
::examines the engineering console on the bridge extremely closely, bent over close to the display surface::

CMO_Lea:
::Steps out of her office in to the mainbay of sickbay and begins to prep a biobed:: *FCO*: Lieutenant B'lee, please report to sickbay.

CO_Grant:
XO: We  should be almost in the system of Lissepia II

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
::In main engineering working on the dilithium articulation frame::

CSO_KBeth has left the conversation

EO_Merna:
::Walks into Main Engineering after looking over some of the tools needed for the Sapper Stachels'.  Walks by the Master Situation Monitor looking the systems over.:: Self: Looking good. ::Traces his hand over the panel, then walks to the Master Systems Display.::

FCO_B`lee:
::hears his combadge go off and raises an eyebrow::

SO_Tarrez:
::Enters the TL:: Bridge.

EO_Merna:
::Nods greetings to some Engineers that pass by and starts to look over the ships systems.::

XO_Lynam:
CO: Yes.  I wonder why the Bradshaw hasn't responded.  Do you think it's our breathmints?

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
EO: Would you help with this ::points to the articulation frame::

CO_Grant:
XO: They might be in comm silence for some reason

EO_Merna:
::Turns to Ross and walks over.:: CEO: Sure. ::Leans over to look at the Dilithum Articulation Frame.::

CO_Grant:
OPS: Try to contact the Bradshaw over a secure channel

FCO_B`lee:
::nods approvingly at the display on the Engineering Console and crosses the bridge heading back towards the Flight Control Console::

CSO_KBeth:
::calculates the precise scanning frequency to account for the gamma radiation::

CMO_Lea:
::Picks up a tricorder and taps a moment... counting to herself::

EO_Merna:
CEO: What's exactly is the problem?

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
:: Ross removes the optical vectoring conduit and scans it.....:: EO: I have to upload the new plasma recombination figures would you assist me

OPS_Hawkes:
CO: Aye sir. ::Tries to contact again on another secure channel::

SO_Tarrez:
::Exits TL and cross the bridge to science station 2:: 

CO_Grant:
fco: Hide us in the shadow of the 3rd moon as per the CSO 's report

FCO_B`lee:
::sighs and taps his combadge:: *CMO*: I'm sorry, Lieutenant ... but right now my piloting expertise is quite needed on the bridge. Perhaps some other time.

EO_Merna:
::Thinks back to his training at the Academy.:: CEO: Sure. ::Checks the current recombination figures of the plasma.:: Self: Hmm..

FCO_B`lee:
::sits down at the flight controls and examines the course intently making sure to project a parabolic course around the third moon::

FCO_B`lee:
CO: Third moon orbit has been established, Captain...

OPS_Hawkes:
CSO: I was thinking about the non-detection issue re: the Lissipian radar. Do you think we could configure our shields to absorb the radar energy without reflecting it if we need to?

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
EO: ::Smiles at the EO laughs a bit inside:: Trying to remember the optimum range for the plasma?

CSO_KBeth:
::looks up and sees the SO walking toward her station::SO: See if you can calibrate the lateral sensors to these configurations

CMO_Lea:
::Sets the Padd down on the biobed rather roughly, attracting the attention of a few medical personnel that quickly look away::  ::Said with a tense tone:: *FCO*: Mr. B'lee...perhaps now.

FCO_B`lee:
::grins:: CO: We're now passing around the dark side of the moon...

EO_Merna:
::Smiles a bit.:: CEO: Aye sir..

FCO_B`lee:
::frowns as he hears his combadge:: *CMO*: Doctor, I'm sorry but ... never mind, doctor. I'll address this with the Captain.

SO_Tarrez:
CSO:Aye. ::Hits a few buttons and calibrate the lateral sensors::

CO_Grant:
FCO: When we are in station, then go find out what the CMO wants

OPS_Hawkes:
::Opens another channel as the Del approaches the planet, and starts scanning for communications traffic from the planet. Doesn't stop trying to hail the Bradshaw::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
EO: set the pressure on the plasma inducers to 40 to 46 kilodioms

CNS_Jiosa:
::overhearing conversation, tries to make bonus point on two fronts:: *CMO*: Well Lt. I'm not busy now, maybe I could take Mr.B'Lee's slot for the moment ?

CMO_Lea:
*FCO*: ... Understood.

CSO_KBeth:
OPS:That would probably work if we set it to a rotating frequency equivalant to the pinging modulation of their radar.

FCO_B`lee:
::stands angrily and crosses towards the command deck leaning on the railing:: CO: Captain ... ::pauses as the Captain beats him to it:: ...aye sir.  Captain, I must say that this really isn't the best time for me to be away from the controls.  Particularly without establishing contact with the Bradshaw.

XO_Lynam:
SO: Ensign, can you obtain a detailed scan of the Bradshaw from here?

EO_Merna:
::Looks closer at the Dilithium crystals current alignment.:: CEO: Aye sir. ::Adjuststhe plasma inducers from the control panel.:: Self: Just a little more.. ::Makes the final adjustment.::

CMO_Lea:
::A smile plays on her face:: *CNS*: That would be much appreciated.  I'll be here as soon as you are ready.

EO_Merna:
CEO: There. ::Smiles.::

CNS_Jiosa:
::stands up:: CO: Sir permission to leave the bridge for sickbay?

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
EO: ::Pats the EO on the back:: Excellent couldn't have done it better myself....::Reattaches the Optical Conduit:: whats next?

CO_Grant:
FCO: Now that we are in station, I am sure the CMO can be quick and thorough not necessarily painless

CMO_Lea:
::Walks over to the biobed that Kodar's physical had been performed on and picks up the tricorder by it.  Takes the moment to fill out a repair request form and forward it to engineering, along with the location of the faulty tricorder::

EO_Merna:
::Pushes his eyebrows together.:: CEO: Ross..  If you haven't already noticed.. I talk to myself.  ::Looks over at an Engineer, then to Ross.:: It helps me concentrate on the job at hand..

CSO_KBeth:
XO/OPS:Do we have any idea of the species of the Bradshaw AT?  We can only scan for one lifeform species at a time because of the radiation.

SO_Tarrez:
XO: Checking...::hits a few buttons:: Yes sir

FCO_B`lee:
::sighs and shrugs:: CO: You're the captain ... hope you don't need an experienced pilot for any reason. ::crosses the to the turbolift and steps into it::

EO_Merna:
::Walks to the MSD, taps a few buttons.:: CEO: The probe modifications for a transporter beam for the AT.

CO_Grant:
::observes a backup officer taking over helm::

FCO_B`lee:
::holds the door for the Counselor ... for some unfathomable reason::

OPS_Hawkes:
XO: Considering that the bradshaw is not responding to hails, I think we should consider a higher alert status.

CNS_Jiosa:
*CMO*: Acknowledged I should be down momentarily ::enters TL:: FCO: Thank You

XO_Lynam:
SO: Scan for lifesigns as well as any battle damage that might prevent them from responding.

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
EO: ::laughs and whispers:: All good engineers talk to themselves, cuz we are all crazy. Right Probe Modifications....um lets see...:: Starts playing with the controls on the screen::

SO_Tarrez:
XO: Aye sir.

OPS_Hawkes:
CSO: I will see if I can find any SF rcords on Dr. Meeks, and start there. I'd suggest looking for humans or vulcans offhand though.

FCO_B`lee:
::nods and lets the doors to the TL close:: TL: Sickbay...

SO_Tarrez:
::Begins scanning for lifesigns::

XO_Lynam:
OPS: A prudent idea Mr. hawkes.  Go to yellow alert.

OPS_Hawkes:
::Sees if there are any SF files on Dr. Meeks::

CO_Grant:
XO: THis lack of contact with the BRadshaw is not good

EO_Merna:
::Turns back to Ross and laughs.:: CEO: I was thinking of using a ClassVI Comm Relay/Emergency Beacon.  It has the necessary channels and capabilities for the transporter beam and other signals.

OPS_Hawkes:
XO: Aye sir.

FCO_B`lee:
::leans up against the wall of the turbolift as it rides through the tube::

OPS_Hawkes:
::Yellow Alert::

SO_Tarrez:
::Drums her fingers waiting for the scans to detect anything::

CNS_Jiosa:
::counts the decks as they go by, see Yellow alert go off:: Self: Well that was a long trip

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
EO: ::raises his eyebrow:: Good idea ::brings up specs on the probe:: But we should install higher transfer capacity capictors here and ::points:: here

FCO_B`lee:
::sees the yellow alert lights go off and overrides the turbolift halting it:: CNS: I hope you didn't have your heart set on going to sickbay...

CMO_Lea:
::Begins a diagnostic on biobed numbers four and six, then begins a surface test on the tricorder she will use for the next two physicals.  Looks up and motions to E'tal:: E'Tal: When were the last diagnostics on the medical equipment run?

FCO_B`lee:
::orders the turbolift back up to the bridge::

EO_Merna:
::Turns quickly at hearing the Yellow Alert and monitors the status of the automated Yellow Alert Diagnostics.:: CEO: Yes..  We should, and a few other modifications to the communication channels for the transporter beam.

CSO_KBeth:
OPS:I was hoping for a more exotic lifeform.  Humans and Vulcans are very similar to Lissepians, difficult to distinguish.  You don't happen to have a Baldik hiding down there do you?  ::grins::

CO_Grant:
*CMO*: the physicals will have to be rescheduled

CNS_Jiosa:
FCO: Not more than you did ::smiles slightly::

CMO_Lea:
<E'tal>::Refers the PADD in his hand:: CMO: The starbase personnel checked all equipment during the medicalbay 'refit.'

OPS_Hawkes:
CSO: I have found Dr. Meek's file, and I am sending it to your station now. ::Transfers the file::

FCO_B`lee:
::ignores the CNS's comment and steps out of the turbolift as it arrives on the bridge ... hurries across the deck to his console relieving the Chief Petty Officer there::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
::Checks the ships systems, yellow alert shield grid online, phaser power charging,:: Self: Yup all in order

OPS_Hawkes:
CSO: That is unknown at the moment. The only person on the AT named at this point is Dr. Meeks.

XO_Lynam:
FCO: Well Lieutenant, I guess you have been granted a reprieve from the tender mercies of Dr. Lea.  ::Smiles::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
EO: Concurred

FCO_B`lee:
::as he passes the CO ... mutters:: CO: Oh yes, you won't be needing me at all...

CO_Grant:
::observes CNS and FCO return to the bridge::

FCO_B`lee:
::sits at this console and checks it over quickly following yellow alert procedure::

CO_Grant:
XO: We need to check up on the Bradshaw

CNS_Jiosa:
::sits back down, pulls up a status report::

EO_Merna:
::Monitors the automated diagnostics and indicates a PADD on the table.:: CEO: There's the PADD that has most of the modifications needed for the probe.  ::Taps a few buttons.:: Automated Yellow Alert diagnostics complete.

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
EO: have ensign tireome start the modifications....

CMO_Lea:
::Pauses a moment, very still, very quiet.:: *CO*: Understood, Sir.

CSO_KBeth:
OPS:Thanks.

SO_Tarrez:
::While waiting on the life signs checks for battle damage::

OPS_Hawkes:
CSO: Anytime ::smiles::

Nicke:
ACTION: OPS picks up trace messages from the Bradshaw

FCO_B`lee:
::increases power to the navigational deflector and reads through the output very carefully::

EO_Merna:
CEO: Aye sir. All systems still within Starfleet specifications.  ::Walks over to Ensign Tiresome.::

CSO_KBeth:
CO/XO: I have the Bradshaw's override code to lower their shields if we need to beam over.

OPS_Hawkes:
XO: Sir, trace messages from the Bradshaw comming in.

CO_Grant:
CSO: hopefully we would be welcome aboard the Bradshaw

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
EO: on second thought you better go with him to make the mod's...no offense tiresome

CMO_Lea:
::Taps rapidly and intently at her PADD::*CO*: Is there anything pressing that would prevent the junior Conn officers from reporting to sickbay in shifts?

CO_Grant:
OPS: any news of their status or a response to our questions?

CSO_KBeth:
::wonders at the lack of response to their hails how welcome they would be::

OPS_Hawkes:
CO: Its an automated message...repeating.

CO_Grant:
*CMO*: We will get back to you on that

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
::monitoring the subspace antenna array::

FCO_B`lee:
::nods at the CSO:: CO/XO: With those override codes I could effectively pilot the Bradshaw from here, Captain.

CO_Grant:
ops: What does the message say?

EO_Merna:
::Picks up the PADD.:: CEO: Okay.  Im on my way.  ::Heads over to Ensign Tiresome and heads to a locker.::

Nicke:
ACTION: message repeats..."this is the USS Bradshaw in orbit...::breaks up:: sending coded findings to anyone in the area who can assist..:::breaks up more and repeats::

XO_Lynam:
CSO: What is the Bradshaw's location?

EO_Merna:
::Pulls out an Engineers' Toolkit and a few other necessary tools needed for the modification of the Class IV probe.::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
::thinks to himself Coded findings....humm::

CMO_Lea:
*CO*: Yes..

XO_Lynam:
CO: If they're in orbit then the planet probably knows they're there.

OPS_Hawkes:
CO: I am putting the  message on your speaker now sir. Trying to eliminate and or extrapolate the static portion now. ::Sends to CO's console::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
:: Walks over to the subsystem panel adjacent to the MSD and taps in a few command to increase the signal strength::

CO_Grant:
XO: acknowledged

FCO_B`lee:
::mutters:: Self: Fox Lynam, Master of the Obvious.

EO_Merna:
::Heads out of  ME  with the tools and Ensign Tiresome.::

CSO_KBeth:
XO:The Bradshaw is currently orbitting the second moon near the planet

CO_Grant:
XO: I believe we need to check out the bradshaw in person with weapons and hazmat suits if needed

OPS_Hawkes:
Computer: Analyse the Bradshaw's message. ::Tries to fill in the static areaas with enhancement algorithms.::

SO_Tarrez:
::shakes her head as she senses the FCO coments::

CMO_Lea:
::"Sets" the PADD back down on the biobed, and glances briefly at E'tal:: E'tal: I want them all checked again. Apparently this can be chalked up to starbase crew.  ::Turns quickly and stride into her office::

CO_Grant:
CSO: can you scan the Bradshaw for lifesigns or an atmosphere?

Nicke:
ACTION: initial scans of the bradshaw show no lifesighns

EO_Merna:
::Enters the probe bay and looks for a Class VI probe.  EO Tiresome indicates where it can be found.  They both head to one and have it placed on the modification table.  Then they open it up and start working.::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
::goes back to setting up the relay for the transporters, if needed::

XO_Lynam:
CO: Well, Mr. Blee's idea of flying the Bradshaw over here is a pretty good one.  It enables us to remain hidden from the planet and whatever is causing the Bradshaw distress.

EO_Merna:
<EO Tiresome> ::Mills about watching Merna work.::

CSO_KBeth:
CO:No lifesigns are being detected

CO_Grant:
CSO: THat if very odd

FCO_B`lee:
::examines the Bradshaw's orbit:: CO: Any attempt to board the Bradshaw should be made while the Bradshaw is between the planet and the sun ... hopefully any solar activity will mask our transport.

EO_Merna:
::Looks over the PADD closely and starts to tap away at the probe, making software changes necessary for the transporter signals.::

CMO_Lea:
::Pulls a padd out of a file cabinet in her office and returns to the mainbay. Walks to the medical replicator and begins entering the specifications from her PADD::

CSO_KBeth:
CO:Atmospheric pressure is normal.  No anomolies detected.

CO_Grant:
XO, FCO: Send the codes to the bradshaw, have the ship alter its position to improve transport and lower its shields

OPS_Hawkes:
COMM:Bradshaw computer: Ships status report. ::Gives authorization codes::

CO_Grant:
FCO: Don't bring it to us though that might give our position away

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
:: increase pattern buffer coefficent to recalibrate for a node to node transport::

CSO_KBeth:
SO:Any signs of damage to the Bradshaw?

CMO_Lea:
::Presses the last button and watches with a small bit of pleasure as the small hypospray vials appear orderly in their tray.  Sets the tray in a case and replicates another::

FCO_B`lee:
CO: Aye sir ... ::downloads the codes from the CSO's terminal:: CO: Captain, I'll move her to the dark side of the second moon ... that is still within transporter range and won't be detectable to those on Lisseppia.

SO_Tarrez:
CSO: No Ma'am!

EO_Merna:
:: Notices that Tiresome isn't working, then looks over at him.:: Ensign Tiresome: Ahh.. :: A bit upset.:: Ensign.. Could you open the sub-processor panel and remove the current one.  Then modify it at that console. ::Points::  Installing the configurations on this PADD. :: Hands him the PADD.::

CO_Grant:
XO: ONce we have control of the Bradshaw, I still want you to concentrate on the going to the planet to search for the missing AT persons. A second team is to board the Bradshaw for answers

EO_Merna:
<Ensign Tiresome> ::Nods and slowly takes the panel off the probe, taking his time.::

FCO_B`lee:
::begins the intricate manuever of piloting the Bradshaw on remote:: CO: Captain ... codes are locked in.  I seem to have access to the Bradshaw Flight Control panel...

XO_Lynam:
*CMO*: Doctor, prepare a number of sub-dermal transponders for the away team.  Start with six please.

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
*EO*: How's it coming ensign?

CMO_Lea:
<E'tal>::Waits, watching the CMO for a full two minutes, then begins gathering all the tricorders in sickbay, stacking them on a rolling tray::

CSO_KBeth:
SO:Any traces of warp signatures from their shutlecraft?

EO_Merna:
::Starts to make the last software modifications.:: *CEO*: Almost ready sir.  Maybe 5 more minutes. ::Looks to Ensign Tiresome, shaking his head.:: Ah...  Make that 8 minutes Ross. ::Finalizes the software updates.::

FCO_B`lee:
CO: Captain ... no signs of resistance yet.  Command Codes still being accepted. ::begins to change the Bradshaw's orbit, slowly.::

SO_Tarrez:
CSO: Nope again.

CMO_Lea:
*XO*: Yes sir.  Inoculations for the gamma radiation are also available, and sickbay is prepared to perform any phyiscal appearance alterations that may be necessary to help them 'blend in' with the natives.

XO_Lynam:
*CMO*: Acknowleged Doctor.

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
*EO*: understood, I completed the modifications to our transporters, we should have no problem with increased signal degradation

EO_Merna:
<Ensign Tiresome> ::Looks to Merna, then starts to work a bit faster.  Pulls out the sub-processor and walks to the console and inserts it into it.  Links the PADD to the console and starts the modifications.::

CO_Grant:
XO: This has me bugged, I want to visit the Bradshaw with Mr.Hawkes and the SO, and of course with 4 security guards

CSO_KBeth:
SO:Any sign that they _WALKED_ off the damn ship?  ::grins and shakes her head as she calibrates the sensors to penetrate deeper into the planet's atmoshpere::

OPS_Hawkes:
CO: The Bradshaw it transmitting logs and ship's status. I am sending to your terminal.

CO_Grant:
XO: Summon the CEO if need be

FCO_B`lee:
::pratically chokes and turns back to the CO when he says HE will be leading the away team:: CO: You, sir?

EO_Merna:
*CEO*: Thats good sir. ::Quickly makes other modifications to the probes' power generators.::

CO_Grant:
OPS: thank you :: reads routine stuff from other ship:;

EO_Merna:
::Looks over to Ensign Tiresome wondering what's taking him so long.:: Ensign Tiresome: What's taking so long?

CMO_Lea:
::Sets the second tray into the case and crosses the room. Opens a drawer and removes several transponder vials and loads them in a hypospray, setting it aside:: *XO*: Please inform me when you will need the transponders on the bridge, shuttle bay, or transporter room.

CO_Grant:
XO: You and your team will undergo the costumes, makeup, and gamma radiation shots

FCO_B`lee:
::pays attention to the intricate task of piloting the Bradshaw on "remote"::

SO_Tarrez:
CSO:Nope again but it looks like I am about to get an up close view of everything ::prepares to leave::

CMO_Lea:
*XO*: Inoculations as well.

EO_Merna:
<Ensign Tiresome> ::Finalizes the modifications to the sub-processor and pulls it out.:: EO: Just finished sir. ::Walks to the probe and installs it.::

FCO_B`lee:
CO/XO: Captain, the Bradshaw is holding orbit on the dark side of the 2nd Moon...

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
:: walks over to the articulation frame console and does a quick test on the effecieny, confirmed 5 percent increase with his calibrations::

SO_Tarrez:
::Heads to the TL::

CSO_KBeth:
SO: Have fun ::grins:: And don't forget your tricorder.

CO_Grant:
*CMO*: set up a batch of inoculations for a boarding party as well but we will carry them with us

EO_Merna:
::Nods to Tiresome, thinking this guy is a bit lazy. Then starts to check over their work.::

OPS_Hawkes:
::loads the schematics of the Bradshaw into a PADD, and makes copies for each AT member::

CMO_Lea:
::Sets all the awayteam equipment together and accesses a bridge status report::

CO_Grant:
:;reads more stuff from Bradshaw upto sending its AT all routine upto that point::

CMO_Lea:
*CO*: Hm?  yes sir.  How many teams will be leaving the Delphyne?

EO_Merna:
Ensign Tiresome: Are you done yet? ::Looks up from his work.::

CO_Grant:
*CMO*: Two teams a larger one to planet and a smaller one to Bradshaw

EO_Merna:
<Ensign Tiresome> EO: Just finished. ::Slams the panel shut and secures it.::

OPS_Hawkes:
::Orders two complete AT kits.::

FCO_B`lee:
::thinks that with two away teams most of the senior staff will be off the ship::

XO_Lynam:
CO: I reccomend we wait to send the team planetside until we find out what happened to the Bradshaw.

SO_Tarrez:
::pause to see where she is to report to::

EO_Merna:
::Shakes his head and then attaches the probe to the tables diagnostic systems.:: Ensign Tiresome: Stand back.  I'm going to start some simulations.

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
:: tinkering with some warp  field equations::

OPS_Hawkes:
*Lt Akers*: REport to OPS!

CO_Grant:
OPs, SO join me in transport room one, take weapons , medkit, and tricorders

CMO_Lea:
*CO*: Understood.  I would recommend keeping an open commlink with someone safe on the ship to monitor your cognitive abilities while aboard the Bradshaw.  If you begin suffering the effects of Gamma raditation, you may not be able to tell yourselves.

OPS_Hawkes:
<Lt Akers> *OPS*: Aye sir. On my way!

EO_Merna:
<Ensign Tiresome> ::Stands back, looking around thinking this EO should go back to where he came from.:: EO: Yes sir.

CSO_KBeth:
XO:Here are the specs and schematics of the local costume and features. ::uploads the XO's console with the info::

CO_Grant:
*CMO*: We will check in frequently

OPS_Hawkes:
CO: Aye sir!

CO_Grant:
*CEO* : Report to the bridge

XO_Lynam:
CSO: Thank you Lieutenant.  ::Begins to look over the data::

OPS_Hawkes:
::Turns OPS over to Akers and heads to TL::

EO_Merna:
::Runs a simulation on the probes' software modifications.:: Self: Looking good.. ::Takes a quick look at Tiresome then continues with his work.::

CO_Grant:
:: Gets up to head to TL  with others behind:;

CO_Grant:
XO: As soon as we find anything out from the Bradshaw I will send it too you to use in your search

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
*CO*: On my way sir ::head to the TL::

FCO_B`lee:
::watches everyone getting ready for AT Duty ... feels like he's a week late to the prom::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
*EO*: Merna I am enroute to the bridge...take over in ME for me...

EO_Merna:
::Looks closer at the data and then turns to Tiresome.:: Ensign Tiresome: Take a tricorder and let's runs a level one diagnostic on the systems.

CO_Grant:
FCO: I hope piloting 2 ship simultaneously won't seem to schizophrenic for you

EO_Merna:
*CEO*: Aye sir.. Ahh.  Ross. I'm on my way.

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
::Exits TL onto the bridge::

OPS_Hawkes:
<Lt Akers>: ::Gets a lock on the AT's signals, and locks them into the transporter sensors::

FCO_B`lee:
::shrugs:: CO: Not a problem, Captain ... Bradshaw is waiting for yah.

CMO_Lea:
::Tries to avoid the sensation of being 'brushed off' and watches the bridge status carefully, while keeping an eye on E'tal, running diagnostics on tricorders::

CSO_KBeth:
::stifels a laugh at the CO's comment to the FCO::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
::looks around for the CO:: Captain: Reporting as ordered

EO_Merna:
Ensign Tiresome: Take over.  I want a full report on the level one diagnostic. ::Turns to leave but stops, and turns back.:: I want that diagnostic done yesterday Ensign! ::Exits and heads to ME.::

SO_Tarrez:
::Smiles at the CO comment::

CMO_Lea:
::Leaves the display only long enough to secure a medkit with a working tricorder. Sets it with the rest of the equipment and returns to watching the display.::

CO_Grant:
CEO: I am boarding the Bradshaw and XO must prepare for his planet side search If he leaves before I return you will be in command

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
CO: understood sir...

CO_Grant:
::Enters TL::

EO_Merna:
<Ensign Tiresome> ::Watches Merna exit and then grumbles and starts the diagnostic using a tricorder to monitor the probes' systems.:: Self: I don’t like that guy!  ::Grumbles.::

OPS_Hawkes:
::Follows CO into TL::

SO_Tarrez:
::follows CO::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
:: walks over to the Center chair and sits down::

CO_Grant:
*TAC*: have 4 security persons report to Transporter room 1 for AT

FCO_B`lee:
::for the first time really hopes Lynam retains command ... does not even want to think about being commanded by an "engineer"::

EO_Merna:
::Enters ME and walks to the MSD, thinking he should check on Ensign Tiresomes' work history.  Makes a note to check it later and starts monitoring the ships systems.::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
:: smiles at the FCO::

EO_Merna:
<Ensign Tiresome> ::Finalizes the report on the modifications of the probe, and mills about a bit.:: Self: Yesterday my..... ::Sighs and walks to the console.::

CO_Grant:
::Rides with OPS and SO::

SO_Tarrez:
::Glad she did not have to go to the planet::

OPS_Hawkes:
<LT Akers>: ::Continues to monitor for any comm signs from the planet::

CSO_KBeth:
::sends additional data to the XO::XO:Found some info on the lingo they use down there.  Seems to be similar to old earth back woods country talk

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
::gets up and walks over to the engineering station on the bridge to check on the relay setup::

FCO_B`lee:
::wonders why the CEO is smiling at him ... makes a note to check the CEO's personal file for sexual affiliation::

EO_Merna:
<Ensign Tiresome> *EO*: I've completed the level one diagnostic on the modified probe sir.  All systems totally operation and within the specifications outlined in the PADD sir.

CO_Grant:
::exits Tl on deck of Transport room::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
*EO*: report ensign.

FCO_B`lee:
::sees Grant leave the bridge and looks around for Lynam::

XO_Lynam:
CSO: Terrific.  Ah'll traw rill hard t' fit in.

EO_Merna:
::Mumbles a bit, then activates his Comm badge.:: *Ensign Tiresome*: Thank's Ensign.  Have it loaded into the launcher.

OPS_Hawkes:
::Follows CO into TR 1, goes to locker and starts handing out weapons, tricorders, med kit. etc.::

SO_Tarrez:
::follows::

CO_Grant:
:: walks briskly to Transport room meets up with sec detail headed by CPO Buck::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
*EO* Understood...

CSO_KBeth:
::looks at the XO closely::XO:I don't know, turn up your nose, lengthen your ears and add a third lip and you wouldn't make a bad looking Lissepian.

EO_Merna:
*CEO*: Ensign Tiresome just reported that the probe is finished. I had him load it into the launcher.

CMO_Lea:
::Rechecks the awayteam equipment, then rechecks the display and sighs exasperated.  Lugs one box-strap over her shoulder and heads out of sickbay into the turbolift::

CMO_Lea:
TL: Transporter room.  ::Waits while the tubolift speeds her there::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
*EO*: excellent work, I'll let you know when we intend to launch

SO_Tarrez:
::Nods to the sec officers::

CO_Grant:
::receives his share of gear::

EO_Merna:
*CEO*: You might let someone know that its in the launching tube sir.  So that they dont launch it accidentally.

SO_Tarrez:
::grabs the gear she will need::

EO_Merna:
::Sighs and shakes his head.:: Self: I can't help but keep calling him sir.. ::Taps a few buttons on the console.::

OPS_Hawkes:
::checks his equipement, and the ATs, and nods to CO::

EO_Merna:
*CEO*: All ships systems still fully operational sir.

CO_Grant:
*Bridge*: We are going to beam directly to the bridge of the Bradshaw

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
*EO*: understood keep me informed

CMO_Lea:
::Exits the turbolift and swiftly walks through the door of the transporter room. Pauses in the door almost imperiously::  CO:  You medical gear, sir.   ::Pulls the sack strap off her shoulder and holds it out to Grant::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
*CO*: We be monitoring from here sir

EO_Merna:
*CEO*  Yes sir...  Ross.  Sorry about that.

OPS_Hawkes:
<LT Akers> *CO*: Aye sir, I have your signals locked in.

CO_Grant:
Trchief: Beam us to the bridge of the Bradshaw on my signal

CO_Grant:
::takes med gear from CMO and hands it to SO::

FCO_B`lee:
::monitors the away team closely as they prepare to beam over::

CO_Grant:
CMO: Good work Dr. see you soon

SO_Tarrez:
::grabs the gear::

XO_Lynam:
*CNS*: Lieutenant, please report to sickbay for away team, uh, preparation.

SO_Tarrez:
::shoulders the strap::

XO_Lynam:
*<Security>*: Please detail a security team to sickbay for an away mission.

CSO_KBeth:
::sets the forward sensor array to automatically scan the AT and Bradshaw continuosly::

CNS_Jiosa:
*XO*: Yes Sir, on my way :: enters TL:: TL: Sickbay

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
FCO: B'lee, sorry I know how intimidating it must seem to be commanded by a engineer....but the probe is ready for launch...please do so

EO_Merna:
:: Looks up at the Master Situation Monitor, then walks over to the Impulse control panel and makes a minor adjustment that's needed for it's systems. ::

CMO_Lea:
::Nods:: CO: Yes..   ::Turns and walks out of the transporter room::

CO_Grant:
::Looks to see his team is equipped and on the pad :;

OPS_Hawkes:
::with all the sensors that will be aimed at the AT in the near future...wonders if they'll still be able to have kids someday?::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
*EO*:Standby to activate the probe's systems on my command

XO_Lynam:
*CMO*: Doctor, when you are finished with the captain's team please return to sickbay and prep the plantside team.  Data on appearence is being sent to the sickbay terminal.

XO_Lynam:
::Sends data to sickbay::

FCO_B`lee:
::looks at the CEO oddly:: CEO: Ummm ... yes sir. ::stands up from his console, walks all the way to the back of the bridge to the tactical console and elbows the Junior TAC officer out of the way .... presses the fire button:: CEO: Probe launched...

CO_Grant:
:: draws weapon, a phaser set to stun just in case:;

EO_Merna:
::Orders some Engineers to start a complete systems check.  Then heads back to the MSD.:: *CEO* Ready sir. ::Quickly taps a few buttons on the console prepareing the probes systems.::

CO_Grant:
Trchief: Energize

CNS_Jiosa:
::counts the decks as they go by 1..2..3..4..::

CMO_Lea:
::Enters the turbolift and stops kind of short:: *XO*: Yes sir, commander.  Who will be on the planet side team?  ::Waits while the turbolift moves through the bowels of the ship::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
*EO*: activate the probe

CO_Grant:
<trchief>: :: pushes buttons to transport Co and Company ::

SO_Tarrez:
::Dematerializes::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
::nods at the FCO::

EO_Merna:
::Taps a few buttons activating the probe.:: *CEO* Done sir.

FCO_B`lee:
::crosses his arms arcross his chest:: CEO: Anything else I can do for you while I am back here?

CO_Grant:
::dematerializes::

OPS_Hawkes:
::Dematerializes::

XO_Lynam:
FCO: Take your station please lieutenant.

CSO_KBeth:
::can think of a few answers for the CEO, but bites her tongue instead::

CO_Grant:
@::materializes on the Bradshaw::

SO_Tarrez:
@::Rematerializes on the Bradshaw::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
::Bits his tongue at the CEO's comment::

EO_Merna:
::Taps another set of buttons, enlarging the window for the probes' systems.:: Self: I think I'll keep an eye on them. :: Activates the console next to him and adds some of his normal systems to display on that one.::

OPS_Hawkes:
@::Upon materilizing on the Bradshaw, pulls his phaser, and begins scanning with his tricorder::

FCO_B`lee:
::nods at the XO:: XO: Aye Commander... ::crosses back from the Tactical Console to the Flight Control Console and checks over everything::

CSO_KBeth:
XO:The AT has materialized safely on board the Bradshaw.

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
*EO*: I am putting you in charge of the probe...

CO_Grant:
@:: sweeps the bridge with phaser, finger not on trigger::

CNS_Jiosa:
::exits TL and heads towards sickbay::

EO_Merna:
*CEO* Aye Ross.  I'm monitoring the systems now. ::Smiles::

XO_Lynam:
CSO: Acknowledged.

CO_Grant:
@CPOBuck: Have your men secure the bridge and all the exits!

OPS_Hawkes:
@::Moves over to the OPS station, and checks ship's status::

SO_Tarrez:
@::After a quick sweep of the bridge puts away the phaser an grabs a tricorder::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
::walks over and sits beside the XO::

CO_Grant:
@<Buck.>CO: yes sir

EO_Merna:
::Taps a few more buttons and moves the other tasks on his main console to the next one.  Focusing most of his attention on the probe.:: Self: Looking good.

SO_Tarrez:
@::Scans the bridge with the  tricorder::

CNS_Jiosa:
::enters Sickbay and looks around for the CMO::

FCO_B`lee:
::taps idly at the Flight Control Console:: XO: Our telemetry link with the Bradshaw is holding...

CO_Grant:
@COMM:DELPHYNE:We are on board the Bradshaw

CSO_KBeth:
::watches the little blips that represent the AT scatter over the Bradshaw bridge::

Nicke:
ACTION: initial scans on the Bradshaw show nothing

CMO_Lea:
::Exits the turbolift and heads toward sickbay.  Just as she enters sickbay, notices Liz came in just before her:: CNS: Welcome to my humble bay...  ::Glances about::

EO_Merna:
Self: Communication systems fine.  Auxillary systems fine.  Transporter channels fine. ::Giggles a bit.::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
FCO: how about the telemetry coming from the probe, will we have any problems transporting to the planet?

CO_Grant:
@OPS: Examine this ships ops panel

FCO_B`lee:
::glances at the CEO:: CEO: You want me to do the CSO's job too?

XO_Lynam:
COMM: Grant: Acknowledged.

SO_Tarrez:
@CO: Nothing shows up on the scans.

XO_Lynam:
FCO: very well.

CNS_Jiosa:
CMO: Why thank you good doctor, so what do I get to have altered today ?

FCO_B`lee:
::thinks this crew is odd ... they want the FCO to every job except for the FCO's::

OPS_Hawkes:
@CO: AYe sir ::from being the ops panel::

CO_Grant:
@SO: Check the science stations for last data collected or signs of search patterns by their scanners

Nicke:
@ACTION: ops station shows everything "normal"... a self diagnostic suddenly starts startling the AT members for a moment

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
FCO: YES Lt. I gave you order now carry it out

EO_Merna:
::Looks over at the Master Situation Monitor, then goes back to monitoring the probes' systems, intermittantly looking over the ships systems.::

SO_Tarrez:
::Nods and heads to the science station::

OPS_Hawkes:
@CO: Everything seems normal. Looks like a self diagnostic running now.

Nicke:
@ACTION: Science station data shows all collected data on the planet...minus the last 2 hours before the distress call

CO_Grant:
@:;heads to Captain's chair to attempt to access last CO log entry::

FCO_B`lee:
::looks at the CEO oddly ... and again stands and crosses to the back of the bridge going to the Science Station and leans over K'Beths shoulder:: CEO: Seems we're retrieving the telemetry from the probe just fine...

SO_Tarrez:
@CO: Science station data shows all collected data on the planet...minus the last 2 hours before the distress call.

EO_Merna:
:: Sees Ensign Tiresome come back into ME, manages a slight smile at him and continues his work.::

FCO_B`lee:
::thinks he's going to get quite a workout this way::

CMO_Lea:
CNS: Let's see...   ::Brings up the appearance report from Lynam and looks it over. Without looking up at Liz:: CNS: Do you perchance know who else I can expect in my beauty parlor today?

CO_Grant:
@SO: Send a summary of that data to Delphyne, see if there is a last know location of the missing Meeks Team

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
::goes back and sits in the XO chair...::

EO_Merna:
::Taps a button and starts logging all the data from the probe into the ships' memory, in a safe location.::

CSO_KBeth:
::wonders what the CEO is up to but tries hard not to laugh at the FCO's indignation::

CO_Grant:
@:: Presses buttons to recall the last Captain's or Duty officer's log::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
::smiles at the CSO and winks a bit::

OPS_Hawkes:
@Begins pulling up the Personell files from the Bradshaw, and sending them to the Del via COMM::

FCO_B`lee:
::stands next to K'Beth examining the Science Station closely:: CSO: Nice station you got here...

Nicke:
@ACTION: the CO is unable to access the captains last duty log

CNS_Jiosa:
CMO: Not a clue

SO_Tarrez:
@COMM:DEL:CSO: prepare for a data transfer ::pushes a few buttons and sends the data to the DEL::

EO_Merna:
::Looks over at Ensign Tiresome, notices that he's not doing much. :: Ensign Tiresome: Take a tricorder reading of the warp core.. Please..

CO_Grant:
@SO,OPS: It seems the Captain's log is corrupted I can't recall it

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
FCO: you can return to your station thank you Lt.

EO_Merna:
<Ensign Tiresome> ::Mumbles under his breath and takes some tricorder readings of the warp core.:: EO: Yes sir.

FCO_B`lee:
::nods:: CEO: Oh, you are quite welcome, sir ... it's a pleasure to do thine bidding. ::sits back in his chair at the front of the bridge::

SO_Tarrez:
@::searches for information on the Meek's Team::

CSO_KBeth:
::recieves the data from the Bradshaw and starts to parse it into the computer for analysis::

OPS_Hawkes:
@CO: Oh? Let me see. ::pulls it up at OPS and runs it through a data restoration algorithm::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
::Thinks to himself....why that little Sh*T::

FCO_B`lee:
CEO: And just to let you know ... if there are any other consoles you'd like information from, maybe down in Main Engineering or Astrometrics, I'll be happy to go check them out for you! ::growls::

Nicke:
@ACTION: all info on the team and the crew seems to have begun to corrupt.. all files seem to be disintegrating as they are accessed

CO_Grant:
@::Steps over to TAC station so that Hawkes canwork:;

CO_Grant:
@::at tac station attempt to call up transport logs or shuttles launch records:;

Nicke:
@ACTION: transport logs are inaccessible

OPS_Hawkes:
@::Blurts out an expletive, and tries to set up a firewall in the Ships computer core to limit the corruption. Then tries to innoculate and transfere the files to a quarantine section::

SO_Tarrez:
@CO:all info on the team and the crew seems to have be corrupt.. all files seem to be disintegrating as they are accessed

EO_Merna:
<Ensign Tiresome> ::Completes his scans of the warp core and walks to Merna.:: EO: I've just finished sir. ::Links the tricorders readings to the ships computer and starts to compare the data.::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
::pretends to ignore that comment, but in the ancient traditions  of his family he puts a curse on B'Lee::

FCO_B`lee:
::mutters to himself and makes sure everything is well and good at the flight control console::

EO_Merna:
Ensign Tiresome: Sorry for getting upset...  It's just that peoples' lives may depend on that probe.. ::Continues monitoring the probes' systems and data.::

Nicke:
@ACTION: a low humm is heard echoing through the Bradshaw;;

SO_Tarrez:
@COM:DEL:CSO:  Are you experiencing any problems with the data that was sent to you?

CMO_Lea:
::Glances up at Liz again, seemingly scrutinizing her for the moment::

SO_Tarrez:
::Hears a humming noise::

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
::monitors the away team::

CNS_Jiosa:
CMO: I want everything back exactly as it was when i return, since I am already perfect of course... ::smiles::

EO_Merna:
<Ensign Tiresome> EO: No problem sir. ::Taps a few buttons on the console.:: The warp core seems to be fine.... ::pauses a moment.:: No!  They are fine sir. ::Walks over to another console and starts his normal duties.::

OPS_Hawkes:
@::Too caught up in trying to restore the data to hear the humming::

CO_Grant:
@:; retrieves fragments of transport logs, some include AT from days ago, 2 shuttle launches but no report of shuttle returning to ship before computer seems to shred its data files::

CSO_KBeth:
COMM:BRADSHAW:SO Affirmative...I am losing data expeditiously .  Am running diagnostic to try and salvage it.

EO_Merna:
::Looks over at Tiresome.:: Ensign Tiresome: Thank you Ensign. ::Goes back to his work.::

CO_Grant:
@::hears a humming

CO_Grant:
@Buck: Do your personnel hear that humming?

SO_Tarrez:
@CO: The data sent to the DEL is also deleting itself.

XO_Lynam:
CSO: Lieutenant, lock that incoming data in a secure memory block.  I don't want any contamination of our computers.

CSO_KBeth:
XO:Already taken care of, sir.

CO_Grant:
@<buck>: Yes sir and we found no one outside the bridge and all our attempts to call anyone in ship failed

XO_Lynam:
CSO: Good work.

CMO_Lea:
CNS: Yes, of course, of course.  ::Seems to frown a little in thought and looks at the two security officers.  Notices one is Bolian and wonders what on earth she will do with that blue skin...::

EO_Merna:
<Ensign Tiresome> EO: No problem sir.  Sorry but I've been a bit tired. I think I should go have a medical checkup.

CO_Grant:
@::downloads what he can of transport logs a few co-ordinates and 3 traces of a biologist, a geoligist, and a sec guy::

SO_Tarrez:
@::begins to check for a computer virus::

OPS_Hawkes:
@CO: There seems to be some sort of a cascade virus in the Bradshaw's computer core. I can't seem to get ahead of it.

CO_Grant:
@::into tricorder even though fragmentary::

Nicke:
@ACTION: The Brashaws engines seem to come to life 

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
::Starts to pick up engine activity from the Bradshaw's engines::

Nicke:
@ACTION: the sound grows louder and louder..... 

XO_Lynam:
COMM:Grant: Captain, I reccomend you inject the transponders now.

FCO_B`lee:
::jumps straight up in his seat:: CEO/XO: We have a problem!!

CSO_KBeth:
COMM:BRADSHAW:CO:Sir, have you started the Bradshaw's Warp core?  I'm seeing readings

CO_Grant:
@ALL: we seemed to have got all we have let us return to delphyne

OPS_Hawkes:
@::Finnally hears the humm::

XO_Lynam:
FCO: explain

SO_Tarrez:
@ALL: What is going on here?

FCO_B`lee:
::tries to shut down the Bradshaw engines using the command codes:: XO/CEO: The Bradshaw's engines just kicked in ... trying to shut them down.

CO_Grant:
@comm: delphyne: Beam us back to delphyne we have all we got here

Nicke:
@ACTION: the Bradshaw suddenly explodes in full view of the Delphyne

CSO_KBeth:
XO:The Bradshaw's engines have started..they need to transport immediately!

FCO_B`lee:
::in shocks:: XO: The Bradshaw is gone...

EO_Merna:
::Turns to Tiresome:: Ensign Tiresome: Thank you.

CEO_Rachmaninoff:
ALL: ::What the hell!

CMO_Lea:
::Briefly considers asking for another officer, but doesn't want to manage the red tape of politics.:: Human Security Officer: You can prepare for the mission, you won't require any alterations.  ::Turns to Liz:: CNS: You will need a little rounding out at the ears, and ::To the other security officer, thoughtfully:: And maybe.. yes, that will work

Nicke:
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