Brett:
 Summary: The Delphyne has arrived over Corialis and has decided to send down an away team
in a shuttle craft to investigate the apparent dissappearance of the colony there.  The
six members of the team are now enroute to the colony.

Brett:
 <<<<Resume Mission - The Corialis Incident - Part 3>>>>

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::flying the shuttle towards the colony::  CSO:  See any spot that is better then another
to land?

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 ::sitting quietly in the shuttle checking her weapons::

CNS_Selin:
 ::sitting on the bridge waiting for further instruction::

Brett:
 INFO: The atmosphere of Corialis is turbulent due to the atmosphere processors.  It
promises to be a bumpy ride.

TO_Running_Horse:
 @::sitting at tactical overseeing its operations::

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::tries to make the ride a smooth as possible, but the atmosphere isn't agreeing::
All: Sorry for the rough ride ::keeps tryign to make adjustments::

Brett:
 INFO: Outside the windows, the sky is dark and rain pounds against the shuttle.

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 Self:  This is not good at all.

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::heads for landing pad::

CSO_Rhykmal:
 ::watches the descent::

Brett:
 INFO: The colony comes into view, a dark cluster of prefab buildings.  A few lights
burn faintly through the darkness.  The dome surrounds the colony, save for the landing
pad which is still illuminated by landing lights.

CMO_Llewellyn:
 CSO: Maybe now that we are closer to the surface we might be able to use the com system?

CSO_Rhykmal:
 ::hails the colony again as they are on approach::

CSO_Rhykmal:
 All: Everyone suit up....

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::tries to set the shuttle down as gentely as possible on the pad::

CSO_Rhykmal:
 ::gets up to get her environmental suit on:: All: There's no response... :: slight frown::

XO_Mash`ev:
 @CNS: Would you please monitor the away team? Keep us posted if there's anything that
looks suspicious in their vitals.

CNS_Selin:
 @XO: Aye sir

Brett:
 Action: The shuttle settles on the pad with a gentle thump.  Outside the craft, the wind
blows strongly.

CSO_Rhykmal:
 All: The environmental suits should be able to give the delphyne a basic telemetry of our
vital statistics.... ::feels the shuttle buffeted::

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::once the shuttle is safely on the ground, he stands to put on his suit:: All: Lets not
forget were we parked

CSO_Rhykmal:
 ::almost rolls her eyes at the CMO, but as she's mostly vulcan keeps a tight rein on that
expression:: CMO: There is no other place to park... there is no way to become lost.

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::puts on his suit and double checks it to make sure all is secure::  CSO: Remind me to
have that talk about hair growing in werid places again with you.

XO_Mash`ev:
 @*CSO* Status report?

CSO_Rhykmal:
 *XO*: We have landed...

CSO_Rhykmal:
 *XO*: Still no sign of the colonists

Brett:
 INFO: The pad sits outside the dome, ingress into the dome is gained through a large
pressure door.  Part airlock, part loading door. The door is closed.

CMO_Llewellyn:
 CSO: I have a question, how are we going to get into the colony?

XO_Mash`ev:
 @*CSO*: Understood, lieutenant. Keep us posted.

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::sighs and picks up his kit and prepares to exit the shuttle, waiting on the CSO::

CSO_Rhykmal:
 ::whips out her tricorder:: *XO*: Understood.

XO_Mash`ev:
 @ :: gets up and walks back to science station, looks at the readouts on the away team. ::

CSO_Rhykmal:
 All: Let's get ready to go... Lone Wolf, you take point... I'll go next... Llewellyn with
me... then our assistants and then the Tactical officer.

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 ::makes sure his suit is secure and picks up his duffel bag and exits the shuttle::

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::nods to Syrna::

CSO_Rhykmal:
 ::gets her sample kit and makes ready to exit::

CSO_Rhykmal:
 ::follows the CTO out::

Brett:
 @INFO: Sensors on the Del can detect the away team, though there is some interference.

CSO_Rhykmal:
 CTO: Can you get the door open?

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::walks with the group::

TO_Running_Horse:
 @XO: Sir sensors detect the away team oh the planet cut there is some interfearance.

CSO_Rhykmal:
 <SO_Sorran> ::follows along::

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::looking around, and thinks this place probably doens't have a very high tourist crowd::

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 ::looks around to make sure that everyone is together before he enters the door to the
dome::

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::does wonder why anyone would want to live here but then again Vulcan
doesn't rank high on his list either::

Brett:
 INFO: The pressure door is accessed easily and raises with a hiss of air and the whine
of hydraulics.  Inside is an airlock, and another closed door leading into the colony.

XO_Mash`ev:
 @TO: Thank you, lieutenant. Keep an eye on them. And prepare the transporters with
medical force fields just in case we have to get them out of there.

XO_Mash`ev:
 @*CSO*: Get those pattern enhancers in place, just in case we need to get you out of
there in a hurry.

TO_Running_Horse:
 @XO: Understood sir doing it now.

CSO_Rhykmal:
 *XO*: Sir... I'll place the enhancers as you suggested... but my research indicated that
they won't help... though I agree they won't hurt.

XO_Mash`ev:
 @*CSO*: Humor me, lieutenant. We'll start testing them as soon as they're ready, just in
case.

CSO_Rhykmal:
 ::inside her helmet smirks:: *XO*: That was my intent....

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::starts scanning as soon as the doors open::

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 ::pulls off his suit and stands ready as the door opens and steps first through the door
with his tricorder::

Brett:
 Action: The outer door seals, the air pressurizes inside the lock, then the inner door
raises, admitting the group to the colony.

Brett:
 INFO: Inside the dome, it is quiet, with only a faint howling through the transparent
walls from the wind.  The colony is made up of several dozen buildings, mostly one and
two story, laid out with "streets".  It is dark and forbidding, with only a few lights
on inside the area.  The CTO notices a smell in the processed air... the smell of
blood... and death.

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 CMO: Sir I show no appreciable signs of weapon signatures  at all.  They seem defenseles.

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::looks at the CTO:: CTO: Why did you just remove you suit, put it back on now!

CSO_Rhykmal:
 CMO: Too late now....

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 ::looks at the CMO and dons his suit again and makes sure the seals are inplace::

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::sighs and shakes his head::  CSO: Agreed

CSO_Rhykmal:
 ::almost sighs::

XO_Mash`ev:
 @:: Starts testing pattern enhancers for transporter use. Though it might be futile,
it would at least offer some hope in case of emergency. ::

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 CMO: Sir that was my error, Ihate those suits.

CNS_Selin:
 ::monitors her station::

CMO_Llewellyn:
 CSO: I am not picking up any animal or humaniod life at all, and no known contagion or
hazard.

TO_Running_Horse:
 @XO: Sir nothing has changed as of yet.

CSO_Rhykmal:
 ::nods as her tricorder has given her no information::

Brett:
 @The transporters fail to achieve a loc, even with the enhancers in place.  The
atmosphere processors near the dome would need to be shut down to allow transport.

CSO_Rhykmal:
 All: Fan out...

CSO_Rhykmal:
 All: Search the area for... bodies....

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::starts walking, still scanning as he does::

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 ::begins to move out and stops sniffing the air::

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 CMO: Sir I smell blood and decaying bodies.  There is death here.

CSO_Rhykmal:
 <SO Sorran> ::moves out and with his tricorder starts looking::

Brett:
 Action: The team fans out in the darkened street, each scanning with eyes and instruments
for anything out of the ordinary.

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 CMO: AS I had the helmet off sir that is what I smelt.

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::smiles at the CTO, and nods.  Not sure what to think::

CSO_Rhykmal:
 ::hears the CTO and also nods, a grave expression on her face almost like her typical one::

XO_Mash`ev:
 @:: Tries to connect to the Dome's computer system, to see if the atmospheric processors
can be shut down remotely. ::

Brett:
 Action: The CSO nearly trips on an object lying near a stack of crates.  Looking down,
she sees the remains of an animal.

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 CMO: Sir I recommend caution.  We don't know what has killed the population.

CSO_Rhykmal:
 ::scans the animal:: CMO: Come here... I found something

CMO_Llewellyn:
 CTO: I agree, that is why we keep our helments on.  ::hears the CSO and heads her
direction::

Brett:
 INFO: The animal is mangled...much of its flesh is missing and a huge dried blood pool
and scraps of fur make it seem as though it were... eaten.

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 ::moves with the CMO to where the CSO is and takes up station::

CSO_Rhykmal:
 ::furrows her pointed brow:: CMO: This looks more like it was eaten... than ravaged by
a disease....

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::looks down at what the CSO has found:: CSO: Just like mom used to make

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 ::sees the remains and kneels down to examine it::

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::kneels down and starts scanning it, carefull not to touch it:: CTO: Don't touch
anything, please.

CSO_Rhykmal:
 ::raises an eyebrow at that comment:: CMO: I was unaware that bloodied furred mammal
was a delicacy on Betazed... apparently I missed someting durin my stay there.

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 CMO/CSO: This has been dead for more than 72 hours.  ::moves aside for the CMO to examine
it::

Brett:
 Action: The junior MO on the team shouts from several meters up the street.  He points
to an alleyway between two buildings, and leans against a lamp post.

CSO_Rhykmal:
 *XO*: We have found a dead animal... looks more like it had been eaten than ravaged by
a disease... but we aren't ruling out the possibilty of disease.... just yet.

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::pulls a collection vial out of his bag to take a sample::

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 ::hears the shout from the SO::

XO_Mash`ev:
 @*CSO*: Eaten? Can you determine what it was that ate it?

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::hears the SO and looks up, finished taking his sample and secures it before standing::

CSO_Rhykmal:
 *XO*: No idea just yet...

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 CMO/CSO: Sirs the MO has summoned us.

CSO_Rhykmal:
 ::nods at the CTO::

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 CMO: Those look like animal bites judging from the size and radius of the bite.

Brett:
 <TO_Day> ::Rushes over to assist, peers into the alley and turns away quickly::

CSO_Rhykmal:
 ::stands up and walks over to the MO:: MO: Report.

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::grabs his bag, and heads to the MO::

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 ::backs away covering the rear of the AT with phaser drawn::

CNS_Selin:
 @XO: this is weird sir.

CMO_Llewellyn:
 CSO: I agree, I am not an aniaml expert, but I assume we have someone on the Del who
can look at these. Well, we'll need to get some pictures before we leave ::looks down
the alley to see what the MO is yelling about::

XO_Mash`ev:
 @CNS: What is it?

CSO_Rhykmal:
 ::nods at the CMO::

Brett:
 Action: The team's wrist lights shine into the narrow alley, illuminating a horror
scene.  The body of a colonist lies in the alley, in a similar state to the dog.  Nearby,
are to more colonists, one child and one man.  These two bodies are bloodied, and show
evidence of wounds to the neck and face...but do not seem to have been consumed as the
other body has.

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 ALL: This is not a good scene.  ::pulls out his phaser rifle and charges it::

CMO_Llewellyn:
 CSO:  I am not sure what happen here, but I would assume these colonist had weaponry
at least as good as ours and, well, look at them. I am begging to wonder how safe it is
here for us

CNS_Selin:
 @XO: Something may have eaten that animal, sir.

CSO_Rhykmal:
 ::steps forward and views them dispassionately:: CMO: Are these defensive wounds?

Brett:
 <SO-Sorran> ::Standing in the street, allowing the doctors to look at the bodies...
frowns at his tricorder.::

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 Self:: Wish I had this suit off.  It impairs with my hearing.

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::walks closer to one of the uneaten bodies and kneels down and scans it::

Brett:
 <SO_Sorran> AT: I am picking up a life sign.  ::Indicates a building across the street
from the alleyway.::

CSO_Rhykmal:
 ::looks up:: SO: Can you determine what it is?

XO_Mash`ev:
 @CNS: Keep an eye on them, counselor. Whatever ate that animal may still be down there.

Brett:
 <SO_Sorran> ::Makes adjustments and walks toward the building::  CSO: It appears...
humanoid... but very faint, almost non-existant.

CNS_Selin:
 @XO: Aye sir, continuing scanning.

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 CMO: Hold on a sec before we go running off.

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::pulls out a camera and takes a few picturs of the bodies and places the camera back
in his bag and stands, looking at the CTO.::  CTO: What are you talking about?

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 CMO/CSO: With all due respect I am the tactical leader here and we go nowhere until
I scout ahead.

CMO_Llewellyn:
 CSO: I am know senseing something, a slight emotion, it wants to reproduce, and ::fear
fills his eyes:: and feed... ::looks at the bodies::

Brett:
 Action: The body at the CMO's feet suddenly sits upright, and its hands grab his legs
in a vice-like grip.

CSO_Rhykmal:
 CTO: We need to get out of here...

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::in panic:: ALL: IT MOVED

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::starts kicking at the body, going for his phaser::

Brett:
 Action: The second body, the child, also rises and moves soundlessly toward the CMO,
arms outstretched, moving jerkily.

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::grabs phaser and fires at the man on the ground.::

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 All: Sirs! Please get a grip, we must leave this area now.

Brett:
 Action: The CMO's phaser, set to stun, causes the man to begin jerking, almost
uncontrollably... before he collapses to the ground.  His hands, clenched in the
suit's fabric, tears a section away as he falls.

CSO_Rhykmal:
 CTO: Lets go...

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 ::sees motion and turns his rifle on the child::

Brett:
 Action: The CTO fires at the child but misses, the CMO blocking most of the target.
The Child grasps the CMO's outstretched hand and clamps her teeth onto it.

CNS_Selin:
 @XO: Sir, i'm seeing a lot of movement by the away team but not picking up any life
signs other than theirs at the moment.

XO_Mash`ev:
 @CNS: Could be nothing. Let's give them a chance to report in.

CSO_Rhykmal:
 ::drops tricorder and pulls out phaser:: CTO: Cover us... *XO*: We are coming back...
now... ::sounds slightly panicked::

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::moves phaser to child and fires at her, ::

XO_Mash`ev:
 @*CSO*: All right, lieutenant. Get ready for a full briefing when you return.

Brett:
 Action: The CMO's shot hits the child in the face, tossing her backward.  Her teeth
lacerates his arm as they tear through the sleeve of the suit, a few breaking off in
the process, and she too flops on the ground.

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 *XO*: Sir erect biohazard protocols upon arrival. CMO's suit is compromised.  Have
medical standing by in hanger.

XO_Mash`ev:
 @Self: Compromised? Oh no....

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 ::leading the CSO and the CMO to an area outside of the where the bodies are located::

CSO_Rhykmal:
 All: We are leaving now.

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 CSO: Lets get the hell out of here.  ::helps the CMO to the shuttle::

CMO_Llewellyn:
 ::grabs his bag, and takes off with the rest of the group::

CSO_Rhykmal:
 CTO: Agreed....

CSO_Rhykmal:
 ::retreats towards the shuttle::

XO_Mash`ev:
 @*AT*: For security reasons, once you achieve orbit you're to remain in orbit 1000
meters behind the Delphyne until we can verify full medical lockdown.

CTO_Lone_Wolf:
 *XO*: Understood, sir.

Brett:
 Action: As the team retreats from the alley, the door across the street from them
opens and several more colonists emerge, glaring with unseeing eyes at the away team,
they move into the street, hands outstretched toward the trespassers.  All move without
a sound.

Brett:
 <<<<Pause>>>>