USS Nighthawk, Mission Transcript 10506.25
Mission Number 228
Tribbling Times
Part XII

Cast

Tim Schols as Commander Gary Jackson 
Chris Esterhuyse as Commander Varesh
Lilia Perfeito as Commander Alexandra Gomes
Arlene McIntyre as Commander Anita Marie Santiago
Karriaunna as Lieutenant Breanna Rose

Ship Manager Karriaunna Scotti

Missing in Action
Sam Hung as Captain Sid Monroe
Scott McCracken as Lieutenant JG Ardin G’Dar
Charlie Nance as Lieutenant JG T’Rae
Robert Hayes as Ensign Valtos 

NPC’s
Lilia Perfeito as OPS Yel
Arlene McIntyre as Tessie & Nicholas

Summary
Three ships sit just outside of range of the Nighthawk waiting.  Should no one reply, their orders are to destroy it.  Meanwhile the command crew still up came together to share what they have learned and try to come up with a solution.  Countdown, an hour for the majority of the crew.
	Facts:  Those who visited Tribble Prime are either not affected or less affected.
	             Vulcans seem to be able to fight off the disease longer in a healing trance
		Joined Trills heightened healing ability seems to hold it off longer then most.
		Pregnant women are not affected.
		The crew has the data chip that contains the plans for the bio-plague.
		The seeds of the virus were planted with the stolen gems the youth brought aboard.
	The catalyst that transformed the virus into an airborne pathogen was the made 
large gem left behind by the thief.
		The person that carried the gem is a ‘Typhoid Mary’
		The gem which draws people to covet it, to steal it, is a shield for the one who
 carries it.
		The counselor’s Dokorst inheritance of oils that give him invisibility act as a shield
 against the virus.
Plan:	Come up with something quick, temporary or not, to arrest the plague while working on a cure… while there is time.

Announcements
•	If you are going to be absent, please let the command staff know as soon as possible.
•	You know the drill… LOGs.

Time Lapse
5 minutes

XO_Cmdr_Jackson says:
First Officer's log, stardate 10506.25 - The ship has been put under quarantine after an outbreak of a yet unknown disease. The crew is gathering to get the facts straight and to form a plan of action to tackle this situation.

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CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
::sits in his usual chair on in the briefing room, looking around at the rest of the senior staff::
CMO_Cmdr_Santiago says:
::slumps down beside Varesh, exhaustion evident on her face.::
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::arrives at the briefing room carrying a PADD and the gem::
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
::gives Anita a quick hug as she slumps into the chair next to him:: CMO: You look like I feel.
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
All: I guess this is the few of us still healthy?
XO_Cmdr_Jackson says:
:: Enters the briefing room, looking around at everyone, and takes a seat near the end of the table, next to where the CO would sit::
FCO_Rose says:
:: Having called medical to come for the captain, she sits at her station on the bridge, one of two people left; fear has become her companion.::
CMO_Cmdr_Santiago says:
:: Hugs him back.:: CNS:  Man I'm that bad am I?  I must be scarring little children by now.
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
OPS: Few is the operative word here. ::smiles wanly at Anita:: CMO: Only now?
CMO_Cmdr_Santiago says:
:: Sticks her tongue out at him.:: CNS:  Always the comedian huh?
XO_Cmdr_Jackson says:
:: Looks up at everyone, only then remembering he forgot his padd::
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
CMO/CNS/XO: Time is of the essence here everyone
CMO_Cmdr_Santiago says:
:: Looks at the XO.::  XO:  Did I release you from sickbay Gary?
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
CMO: Someone has to try. ::looks over at Gary:: XO: I think we should each lay on the table what we know, and come up with some kind of answer.
FCO_Rose says:
:: Looks down tiredly at a flashing light on her console.::
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
CNS: My thoughts exactly. All: May I begin?
XO_Cmdr_Jackson says:
:: Shakes head:: CMO: Negative, but you weren't there to stop me either.. :: Smiles faintly::
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
:: Sits back in his chair, glad for the moment's respite, dreadful as the whole scenario is::
XO_Cmdr_Jackson says:
:: Nods at Gomes::
CMO_Cmdr_Santiago says:
:: Rubs her temples too tired to think.  Becomes very thirsty and gets up from the table and goes and grabs some water not caring what the others think.  Returns to the table to sit and listen to Alex.::
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
:: Gets one of the Klingon chips and puts it at the center of the table. Then presents the gem without letting go of it::
FCO_Rose says:
:: Quietly::  *XO*:  Commander, I am reading three ships on long range sensors..
CMO_Cmdr_Santiago says:
XO:  I'll fix that the next time you are in sickbay.
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
All: This is what brought the disease aboard. Somehow these two objects interacted and released a deadly plague to the air, which then became independent ... ::listens to Rose on the com::
XO_Cmdr_Jackson says:
:: Frowns, then answers whispering:: *FCO*: Okay.. Monitor them; see what they're up to. And I'd like an ETA..
CMO_Cmdr_Santiago says:
Self:  Swell.  More trouble.   We might as well call this ship the USS Whatever can go wring will go wrong.
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
:: Continues speaking:: All: I can't say if the disease is alive or not. But if its mutating as the CMO says, then it must be, which is quite odd in itself.
FCO_Rose says:
*XO*:  They are federation ships.  Sending a hail now.  Ohhh... and the other ship?  It has vanished.
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
:: Raises an eyebrow:: OPS: And why would it be that you haven't shown any symptoms?
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
All: There are a few types of known resistance: being pregnant, having been on Tribble Prime, having this gem or being Commander Varesh ::smiles vaguely to him::
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
All: Its nice to be unique, but I have an explanation for that.
XO_Cmdr_Jackson says:
:: Sighs:: *FCO*: Understood.. Tell them we are in a meeting and that they should stay well clear until we know more.. :: Listens to the conversation::
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
CNS: Somehow, this gem that released the plague also seems to render its holder immune. A rather smart way to spread something
CMO_Cmdr_Santiago says:
OPS:  Let's all turn into Cmdr Varesh or get pregnant.  Problem solved.  ::Too tired to make sense.::
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
:: Nods:: CNS: Yes, this is the information I had. you may give us your views
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
:: Raises his eyebrow:: OPS: Not infect the holder? Ingenious. ::looks at the others:: All: The only reason I'm not infected yet, and keep flickering in and out of sight is my Dokorst mutation. The substance secreted by my skin acts as a barrier... but I do feel the effects as a mild irritation.
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
CNS: Smart guys, the Dokorst
FCO_Rose says:
:: Quietly talks with the captain of the lead ship.  As he closes, she reads the orders he has forwarded.  Can feel the tears gathering in her eyes.::  *XO*:  Gary... their orders are to remain at a distance.  And to... ::Her voice drops::  destroy the ship the moment no one can respond to their hails.
CMO_Cmdr_Santiago says:
CNS:  Maybe we can manufacture that secretion... it might slow down the disease a bit.
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
OPS: I'm beginning to think we should've been nicer to them... Think they will answer us if we tried to call?
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
CMO: I was thinking that. But you know the computer had a hell of a time analyzing it.
CMO_Cmdr_Santiago says:
CNS:  You blaming me if they don't answer?
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
All: If you remember correctly, it was that strange creature that left the gem aboard. we still don't know its origin. And the chips came from Tribble prime. Given the inhabitants of the planet can not be affected, I find it logical to assume the disease was developed there
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
CNS: I doubt it...
XO_Cmdr_Jackson says:
:: Nods:: *FCO*: Understandable... Let's hope it doesn't come to that though... ::Sighs, as he listens to the speculations::
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
OPS: And the actual away team that was on the surface? Are they affected in some way?
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
XO: My suggestion is that we return to the planet to cure those affected
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
CMO: No, we told them in as many words to leave us alone.
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
CNS: Only mildly
CMO_Cmdr_Santiago says:
All:  I'm sorry.  I'm just too tired to make sense.  Between working around the clock and my pregnancy, my brain is just not functioning.
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
CNS: Lt Rose is fine though she is wearing protective clothing. Commander Jackson and G’Dar seem not to be as badly affected.
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
OPS: Maybe an analysis of the air on the planet and reproduce it here by reprogramming the environmental controls?
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
All: Something in the atmosphere renders people immune, though it must depend on the race. It’s probably optimized for Klingons
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
CNS: That’s a good idea. I should still have the scans of Tribble Prime.
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
:: Thinks:: OPS: If we could isolate the agent, we can re-engineer it to act optimal for each species? :: Looks around::
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
:: Finds a console and accesses the computer stored data about Tribble Prime:
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
:: Runs a quick check for anything of note in the atmosphere::
CMO_Cmdr_Santiago says:
OPS:  Alex, nobody has recovered from this yet.  As a matter of fact my morgue is piling up.
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
OPS: But Gary was on the away team... so was Bri.
XO_Cmdr_Jackson says:
:: Nods at Gomes, as she continues her explanations, listening to all the suggestions made::
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
:: Nods to Santiago:: CMO: But at least they are not dying there. And there is definitely something in them that was added on the planet. I scanned G’Dar
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
CNS: and they are less affected. That is my point
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
OPS: I know... I was trying to make the same one.
CMO_Cmdr_Santiago says:
:: Nods:: OPS:  Yes the disease is progressing at a slower pace then the others, but it is progressing.  Less infected in the long run doesn't mean anything.
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
:: Nods to the CNS:: CNS: Yes, all this pressure is not letting me think correctly
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
:: Smiles:: OPS: Its OK, Alex.
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
:: Sighs then looks back at the computer::
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
OPS: Anything in that data?
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
All: There are some substances in the Tribble Prime atmosphere that are indeed unusual. not so unusual to make the computer warn us but still ...
XO_Cmdr_Jackson says:
::Gets up from his chair and walks over to get a better view. He may not be a science person, but he always liked to know what enemies he was facing, and this was no different::
CMO_Cmdr_Santiago says:
OPS:  Is there a way we can get some air samples?
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
:: Looks around:: All: Shall we take a shot and reprogram the environmental systems, until we can arrest this viral infection and purge everybody? I'd hate to be stuck on this ship forever, without possibility of leaving in fear of the infection flaring up again.
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
:: Mutters:: All: That is if it will work in the first place?
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
CMO: Without actually going there? The only option I see is checking the transport buffers. Sometimes particles other than the individual get trapped and are beamed too
CMO_Cmdr_Santiago says:
OPS:  Maybe Tribble Prime would consent on sending some?
XO_Cmdr_Jackson says:
CNS: That may be an idea, but not the entire ship. I want to test it in a part of the ship, and if it does work, we'll do it.. Good idea anyway, Varesh..
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
All: I have the info of the chips, that describes the disease in some detail. And the scans from the G’Dar which tell me what kind of substance he caught from the planet
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
:: Looks less than pleased::
CMO_Cmdr_Santiago says:
XO:  Sir, that decision may end up being a medical one.
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
OPS: By knowing it, we can defeat it?
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
:: Shrugs::
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
CNS: I am a scientist, not a medical doctor
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
:: Smiles:: OPS: And I'm a doctor, of the body and mind, and not a scientist as you are.
FCO_Rose says:
:: Stands up and begins to walk the bridge, frustration and fear her enemy.::
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
All: But between us I'm sure we can find a way to beat this... thing.
CMO_Cmdr_Santiago says:
:: Since they insist on leaving the doctor out of the conversation, she stands up and exits the OL.  She has more pressing working in sickbay.::
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
All: I can program the computer to replicate the substances on Tibble prime and optimize them to interact with the disease. I don't know if that will work but we don’t have many options here. People are dying as we speak
XO_Cmdr_Jackson says:
CMO: Then I'd suggest you and Varesh take a look at the data, see what the chances of succes would be to reprogram the environmental controls..
XO_Cmdr_Jackson says:
:: Looks around as there is no reply, and sees the doctor left already:: Self: Where did she go?
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
XO: To take care of herding patients I gather.
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
::nods, looking at the doors:: XO: Back to sickbay.
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
XO: Where I should be as well.
FCO_Rose says:
:: Stops at internal sensors.  Her hand hovers over the data, afraid to see the status of the crew.::
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
OPS: Send the data to sickbay, of the atmospheric scans and the data chips.
XO_Cmdr_Jackson says:
:: Nods:: CNS: Alright, get to it.. And get it set up ASAP. Make sure you get a good mix of people to test it with. Serious and less pressing cases..
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
CNS: I'll do that immediately. :: Taps a few buttons on the console she was working on plus the data from the chips::
FCO_Rose says:
:: Swallows hard as she finally reads the data.::
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
CNS: And several races, the disease affects them differently
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
:: Nods:: XO/OPS: I had noted that as well. :: Pauses:: XO: If that is all?
XO_Cmdr_Jackson says:
:: Nods:: CNS: Yeah, it is.. Good luck, to all of us. :: Nods at Gomes::
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
XO/CNS: And where would you like me?
FCO_Rose says:
:: Mumbles:: Three quarters of the crew are now unconscious...  and I am reading two dozen less life signs... ::Sinks into the chair behind her.::
XO_Cmdr_Jackson says:
OPS: Just help out wherever you can or are needed.. You know a lot of this thing already, so your help is of great value, no matter where or how..
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
:: Gets up:: XO: Yes, luck and miracles. :: Exits onto the bridge, seeing Bri slumped in the chair and walks over to her::
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
XO/CNS: I will be on the bridge. When you need the atmosphere synthesized let me know
FCO_Rose says:
:: Sensing something, turns around to look up, tears glittering along her eyelashes.::
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
:: Enters the bridge following the counselor and goes back to her familiar OPS station starting to compile data::
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
FCO: Bri? :: Peers at her face through the environmental suit:: You won't be alone. I won't let you. :: Places a hand on her arm and gives it a gentle squeeze::
FCO_Rose says:
CNS:  It is not that... it is... :: motions toward the console and then looks back to where Gary might be.::
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
:: Brings up the data on the affected, noticing the death toll::
XO_Cmdr_Jackson says:
:: Exits the observation lounge onto the bridge, just like the others, and sees Brianna and Varesh together. He walks towards her, already seeing her searching look::
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
:: Gives a small nod:: FCO: I understand. Some part of me is glad Aaron isn't here. :: Looks at Gary, then leaves the bridge, heading for sickbay and what could be a cure of sorts::
FCO_Rose says:
:: Looks Gary over carefully, noting the effects of the disease on him, but glad he is up, unlike so many others.::
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
:: Makes his way down the corridor after stepping off the TL::
XO_Cmdr_Jackson says:
:: Walks up closer to Brianna and puts his hands on her shoulder:: FCO: We'll be okay... As you know, the counselor can work magic... ::Tries to remain at least a bit cheerful, despite the condition he and most of the crew are in::
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::starts building up the replication matrix for the substances from Tribble prime. Using the chips as templates for the disease agent and running interaction analysis::
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
:: Enters sickbay:: *OPS*: Varesh to Gomes. Alex, are you going to focus on the data chips? Then I'll work with the info on the atmosphere.
FCO_Rose says:
:: Wanting very much a hug, but... simply shakes her head::  XO:  Life signs throughout the ship are fading.  We have three ships out their waiting to blast us to atoms in fear of this epidemic the moment I or someone doesn't respond... we are running out of time.
OPS_Cmdr_Gomes says:
::frowns:: *CNS* Both need to be integrated. Else we don't have enough information to go
XO_Cmdr_Jackson says:
::Nods:: FCO: We'll make it through.. We just have to.. ::Looks around the bridge:: I better head back to sickbay... ::Sighs::
CNS_Cmdr_Varesh says:
*OPS*: I see. Will you work on that, and I'll try getting an antidote from that same information, something permanent?
FCO_Rose says:
:: Stands::  XO:  Gary... ::Pauses::  good luck sir.
XO_Cmdr_Jackson says:
:: Hugs Brianna:: FCO: You too... ::Lets go of her after a moment and turns to the door, walking towards it::
FCO_Rose says:
:: Does not watch him walk away, but turns to view the screen filled with stars full of life, yet so empty to them right now.::

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