U.S.S. Pendragon
10510.29

Starring:
Coot as SM
Jeff as CO Thraxis
Dylan as CSO Toms
Sandy as OPS Thraxis
Jane as CNS Luchena 
Cory as CMO Yates

 Absent:
Keith as CEO Damien

Guest Starring:
Lynda as CIV Rochelle

Host Coot says:
INCOMING TRANSMISSION 
STARFLEET COMMAND, SAN FRANCISCO, EARTH 
PRIORITY COMMUNIQUÉ 
AUTHORIZATION SIGMA-EPSILON-23

Host Coot says:
TO: Cmdr. Alberon Thraxis 
CC: Sr. Staff, USS Pendragon
From: Admiral William Crenshaw, Starfleet Command. 

Stardate: 10510.29
Subject: Mission Orders

Host Coot says:
I trust the crew of the U.S.S. Pendragon enjoyed their leave and are ready to return to duty.  The Pendragon will resume routine patrol of the Kenti sector as new attacks on supply vessels in the sector have been reported.

Host Coot says:
It is feared that the syndicate has not been completely banished from the area as of yet and is unwilling to go away quietly. 

Admiral Warrick will see you off before departing the system.  Please make arrangements for transport to his shuttle.

That is all for now.

Host Coot says:
Admiral William Crenshaw
Starfleet Command

Host Coot says:
<<<< Begin Mission >>>>

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Waiting in the Turbo Lift as it heads for Sickbay:: Self: Find out information on the Xherivan. This should be interesting.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::at her station making arrangements for the Admiral's shuttle to depart the Pendragon::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: stands ::  OPS: Commander Thraxis, I will be seeing the Admiral off in Shuttlebay One. You have the conn.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::The Turbo Lift stops and she walks out of it. She has already spoken with her staff so getting them to begin work should not be that bad::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::stumbling down a corridor, coffee in hand::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::nods and heads for the big chair::

CIV_Lt_Rochelle says:
::sitting in the lounge going over her latest messages from SF::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Admiral Warrick makes for the Shuttlebay with his security detail.

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: enters turbolift :: TL: Shuttlebay One.  :: doors whoosh shut ::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::rubs his hand over his face wondering if he should have shaved::

CIV_Lt_Rochelle says:
::catches one marked for your eyes only and puts it on the bottom of the pile and continues to read::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Reaches Sickbay and takes a step inside. She looks around for a moment:: Lt. Combs: Lieutenant, I would like you to have the staff assist me in gathering information regarding the Xherivan Sector. I will be doing so as well, I need to know how we can help the populations there if needed.

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: exits the TL just outside the shuttlebay ::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
<Lt. Piper Combs> ::Nods toward the new CMO:: CMO: Understood, Doctor. I will get on it. ::She says with a smile as she moves away::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::notices an Admiral and a security detail come by.  Lounges against the wall and tries to look inconspicuous::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: enters the shuttlebay and waits for the Admiral to arrive ::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::begins ensuring everything is prepared for departure::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Walks into her office, which she has not yet decorated in the slightest, and moves over to her desk. Takes a seat and begins to conduct some research on the native people::

Host Coot says:
<Warrick> ::looks to the CNS::  CNS: Cmdr Luchena, please come with me.  I need a third party present.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::is surprised::  Adm:  Certainly Sir.  ::falls in line::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Begins to press a series of buttons on her computer:: Self: Lets see...

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Warrick and the others arrive in the Shuttlebay.  Warrick speaks briefly to one of his aides and crosses to Thraxis.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::follows Warrick, coffee cup in hand::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
*ALL*:  Attention all crew this is the bridge.  Please advise readiness for departure.

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: stands more-or-less at attention :: ADM: Good morning, sir.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::looks at the CO curiously::

Host Coot says:
<Warrick> ::grins slightly:: CO: Good Morning Cmdr Thraxis.  I am going to keep this short and sweet.  I am no fan on what is going on in this sector, but something must be done.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::sips his coffee::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Taps her Combadge:: *OPS*: Medical is ready, Commander. ::says in a happy tone::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
ADM: Yes, sir.

CIV_Lt_Rochelle says:
::senses the Admiral's presence on the ship and picks up her pads and heads for her station on the bridge as the observer::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::notes it has gone cold::

Host Coot says:
<Warrick> CO: Hence the reason I needed a member of your Crew present.  ::reaches into his pocket::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::begins getting reports of readiness for departure from all departments::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::looks around for some place to dump it::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: looks at Luchena curiously ::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::feels the CO looking at him and returns his attention to the Admiral::

CIV_Lt_Rochelle says:
::enters her quarters and puts down the PADDs and checks the one that is marked for  your eyes only and eyes open wide but is not surprised either::

Host Coot says:
<Warrick> CO: Cmdr Stark will be a thorn in your side unless she is put in her place.  Therefore, I only see it fitting that you be given what is due.  Cmdr Albaron Thraxis, I hereby promote you to the rank of Captain and grant you all privileges associated with such distinction.

CIV_Lt_Rochelle says:
Self: Again why can't they give me something other than a babysitting job?

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Stands up from her desk and walks over to the Replicator:: Replicator: One coffee, two creams and one sugar. ::She takes it after it has materialized and returns back to her seat::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::grins::  ~~~OPS:  He made Captain.~~~

Host Coot says:
<Warrick> ::places the fourth pip on the CO's collar::  CO: Congratulations, Captain.

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: now truly at attention :: ADM: Thank you, sir. I'll do my best to live up to the trust you've placed in me.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::grins:: ~~~ CNS:  You're kidding, right? ~~~

CIV_Lt_Rochelle says:
::smiles::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::still grinning::  ~~~OPS:  Would I kid you about a thing like that?~~~

Host Coot says:
<Warrick> CO: I have absolute confidence in you and this crew.  Now, formal receptions are your call, but I am afraid I must decline such invitations.  We shall speak again.  ::extends hand::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: grips the Admiral's hand firmly ::  ADM: Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::laughs::

Host Coot says:
<Warrick> ::shakes and quickly departs for the shuttle::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CO:  Congratulations Sir.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Continues to scroll through the information before her:: Self: Come on, I need something here.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
~~~ CNS:  I guess I'm now the Captain's woman~~~

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::tries not to laugh out loud, but is having a difficult time of it::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: turns and watches the Admiral board the shuttle ::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::watches as all departments report ready for departure:: *CO*:  Bridge to Captain Thraxis.

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: taps commbadge :: *OPS*: Thraxis here.

CIV_Lt_Rochelle says:
::heads for the bridge::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Takes a sip of her coffee as she finally begins to uncover some interesting information::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::notes a recycling bin by the door and heads towards it::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
*CO*:  Congratulations, Captain.  ::grins:: *CO*:  All departments now report ready for departure.

CIV_Lt_Rochelle says:
*CO*: Sir I am on my way to the bridge.

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: grins as well ::  *OPS*: Thank you, Commander. Take us out of orbit as soon as the Admiral's shuttle is clear.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The Admiral's shuttle departs and warps off into space.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::drops the cup in the bin::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
*CO*:  Understood.  ::notes that the Admiral's shuttle has cleared the ship and warped off::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::notes that he has a few drops of coffee on his uniform::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
FCO:  Set course for the Kenti system, maximum warp.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
Self: Interesting, very interesting indeed. ::She makes a few notes on what she has uncovered on a PADD::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
*CIV*: As am I, Lieutenant. I'll meet you there.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::steps into a TL::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: gets the next TL and takes it up to the bridge ::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Takes another sip of her coffee as she re-reads what she has uncovered before deciding to comm the Captain. She taps her Combadge:: *CO*: Doctor Yates to Captain Thraxis.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::emerges onto Deck 7::

CIV_Lt_Rochelle says:
::exits onto the bridge and takes her position that she uses for observation::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::heads towards his office where he keeps a spare uniform::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: still in the TL ::  *CMO*: Yes, Doctor?

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::picks up something on the distress channel:: *CO*:  Bridge to Captain Thraxis.  We are picking up a distress call from a medical supply transport.

CIV_Lt_Rochelle says:
*CO*: Understood.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::has the FCO set an intercept course::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
*OPS*: Red alert. Intercept course.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
*CO*: Captain, I have uncovered a great deal of information regarding the Xherivan that may prove to be rather interesting. Would you prefer me to give my results over the comm or in another manner, sir?

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::passes sickbay and stops::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::initiates red alert:: *CO*:  I have already initiated an intercept course.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
*CMO*: It will have to wait, Doctor. We may have a tactical situation on our hands. Boil it down to a report. We'll discuss it at the first opportunity.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
*CO*:  We should arrive in 7 minutes.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::enters sickbay::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: exits onto the Bridge ::

CIV_Lt_Rochelle says:
::senses go on alert and has every command staff located and locked on mentally, eyes scanning and ears open::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
*CMO*:  Bridge to Sickbay.  We are responding to a distress signal.  Prepare for possible casualties.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Looks up as the Red Alert klaxons begin to sound:: *CO*: Understood, Captain. I will have it ready whenever the situation turns back green. Yates out. ::She closes the comm and steps into Sickbay:: All: Okay everyone we are at Red Alert, be ready for anything.

CIV_Lt_Rochelle says:
CO: Congratulations sir.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::steps forward::  CMO:  Anything I can do to help?

Host CO_Thraxis says:
CIV: Thank you, Lt.   OPS: Anything on long-range sensors?

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  It was definitely a distress call.  It was pretty garbled but I could make out two words ... fired upon.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Nods as her Combadge chirps again:: *OPS*: Understood, Commander. ::She begins giving a few orders to her staff, having them prepare several biobeds::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::checks scans:: CO:  Sir, I have the transport on sensors.  Its venting atmosphere and their propulsion system is failing.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::tries to stay out of the way as he waits for the CMO to acknowledge his question::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Looks up at the Counselor:: CNS: Of course, Counselor. If you would like to assist in preparing some biobeds with the proper instruments that would be great.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::She smiles at him:: CNS: I didn't even see you walk in.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: Reinforce forward shields. Keep trying to raise the transport. What do we know about it?

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CMO:  You seemed a bit busy.  ::moves toward a biobed::  What's going on?

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  Whoever attacked them seems to be long gone.  I'm going to try to track their ion emissions.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::checks to be sure the area is properly stocked::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: Life signs on the transport?

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
CNS: I don't really know, Commander Thraxis just informed me that we are responding to a distress signal and should prepare for casualties. ::Sighs a bit as she takes a medical tray::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  I have more information.  The ship is a medical transport bound of an outpost science facility.  A crew compliment of 7 ...

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::scans the ship for life signs::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::finds everything in order and moves to another biobed::  CMO:  Distress signal?  I was so hoping for peace....

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  I'm picking up 3 life signs onboard.  I suggest we attempt to transport them out of there ...

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
CNS: Well, maybe they just acquired a gas leak? ::Smiles a bit as she places the basic medical equipment on the tray before her::

CIV_Lt_Rochelle says:
CO: Any idea of what kind of distress signal it is and who it might be?

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::continues working::  CMO:  I lived on one of the planets in this sector as a civilian for several months.  I've grown attached to the place.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
CNS: Really? Which planet? ::Takes the tray to Biobed One and makes sure that everything is in order::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: Try to raise them on comms.   :: hits the comm button on the chair ::  TR1: Transporter room, lock onto the life signs aboard the transport. Prepare to beam them directly to Sickbay.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::opens a channel:: COM: Ship:  Medical vessel, this is the USS Pendragon.  We are responding to your distress signal.  Please respond.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CMO:  Ravenscar.  I lived at the monastery.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: There is only static over the comm system.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  No response to hails.  Their comm system could be out.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::looks around to see what else needs doing::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
CNS: It sounds like you enjoyed your time there. Why did you leave? ::Picks up a medical PADD and places it in the forward biobed slot::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The three survivors are transported to Sickbay with various injuries.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::starts to reply but then notes the transport::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Turns as three individuals materialize in Sickbay:: Self: Well... that was fast. ::Picks up her Medical tricorder and moves over to one of the patients::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
<Lt. Combs> ::Moves over to one of the patients and begins to scan the individual::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::stands back and tries to identify the species::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::checks:: CO:  Sir, Transporter room advises they have beamed the 3 survivors on board.

CIV_Lt_Rochelle says:
::just stands and observes sensing what is going on around her::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: Thank you. What's the engineering status of the transport?

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  The ship has suffered severe structural damage, there are several breaches.  The ship has suffered a lot of damage for a freighter ...

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: Is the warp core stable?

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  For the moment it is ... but I'm not an Engineer ...

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  Sir, I'd like to go aboard ... to see what they were carrying that made them such a target 

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
CNS: Have you ever seen this species before, Counselor? ::Asks curiously:: Self: A minor fracture to the skull... and it seems some of the usual parts are missing. Odd.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CMO:  They look vaguely familiar, but I don't know what they call themselves.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: frowns :: OPS: Too dangerous just now. The attackers may return, and I don't want anyone stranded on that ship if we have to raise shields. Take her in tow and set course back to DS14.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::nods, a little disappointed:: CO:  Aye, Sir.  ::locks on a tractor beam::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
CNS: Do you know anything about them? ::Takes out a dermal regenerator and begins to treat a few of the burns along the arm:: CNS: It seems they are missing some of the usual humanoid parts.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::looks at them more closely::  

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
<Lt. Combs> CMO: Doctor, he is missing a kidney. ::Motions to her patient::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: taps intercom :: *CMO*: Doctor, what can you tell me about our guests?

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::looks shocked::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
Self:  That's odd ... ::checks again to confirm her readings::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  Captain ...

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Raises an eyebrow:: Combs: What? This one is missing a lung... ::Moves over to the third patient and begins to scan him:: *CO*: It seems that each of them have surface wounds, Captain. I am looking into what looks like an abnormality but I am unsure at the present time.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: turns ::  OPS: yes?

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
<Nurse Christian> CMO: Doctor! ::Moves back from the patient:: CMO: The Dermal Regenerator... it made the burn worsen!

CIV_Lt_Rochelle says:
::observing as always::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  Look at this.  I'm picking up weapons signatures but their source is unknown.  Also, there is no sign of a warp trail or an energy signature.  It's like this ship was attacked by a vessel that had no energy output ...

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The three survivors all begin to appear to suffer the fate of the one attempting to be healed.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::She looks toward the Nurse as she moves over to the first patient and looks over his wounds:: Nurse: This is not possible. I want a full bioscan of each individual now.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CMO:  What the......

CIV_Lt_Rochelle says:
::senses pain::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::feels faint::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
<Lt. Combs> CMO: Sir! This one seems to be receiving the same wounds!

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: Speculate. How could a ship do that?

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  Unknown, Sir.  They could be masking their signature ...

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
Self: What is going on? ::She watches as the nurse begins the bioscans:: All: Do not do anything to treat them at the moment, I don't want to harm them even more.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::feels something ... looks around her::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::sits::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: looks at Jordan, quizzically ::  OPS: What is it?

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Taps her Combadge:: *CO*: Yates to Thraxis. Sir, it seems that this species is rather strange. When we attempted to heal their wounds their severity began to increase. We are performing a full bioscan as we speak. Another thing to note, sir, is that one is missing a lung, another a kidney, and it seems the blood volume of another is low.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::tries to reign in his imagination::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The first of the three victims begins stirring as if in intense pain.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Looks toward the Counselor and then back at the readings on the medical console:: CNS: Are you okay, Counselor?

Host CO_Thraxis says:
*CMO*: Do what you can, Doctor. They may be able to give us clues to the identity of their attacker.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CMO:  Yes.  ::sees one beginning to move.  Gets to his feet and approaches::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  Sir, this weapons signature ... it can't be ...

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
Self: Not again! Christian: Nurse, cease the bioscan. It may be causing their pain.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The other two begin to match the movements of the first.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
<Nurse Christian> ::Stops the bioscan instantly::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: What is it?

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::tries to send calm, reassuring thoughts to the victims::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The first survivor opens her eyes and stares intently at the ceiling tiles.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  If this analysis is right this weapons signature appears to be organic.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Moves over to the first patient and begins to scan him with her tricorder:: Self: This... just doesn't make sense. *CO*: Sir, what ship did these individuals come from? ::Jumps a bit as the eyes open up::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The other also appears to awaken.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
<Lt. Combs> CMO: He is awake as well... it appears the third is too.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::moves towards one of the survivors::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: The transport was attacked by a living weapon of some sort?

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Looks toward the Counselor and then toward the girl:: Woman: Hello, how are you feeling?

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  That's what the analysis says ... but I don't see how ...

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: Consult with Commander Toms. We need to know what the strengths and weaknesses of such a weapon might be, and how best to defend ourselves against it.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The female sits upright and thrusts her hand towards the CMO and into the Doctor's abdomen.  She pulls her hand out, holding one of the Doctor's kidneys in her hand, examining her find.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::gasps then taps commbadge::  *OPS*:  Security team to sickbay!

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Her eyes widen and she begins to gasp as blood begins to flow from her. She falls to the floor::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
All in sickbay:  Force fields up.  Everyone stand back.  ::moves toward the CMO::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The female survivor drives her hand and the kidney into her own stomach and then removes her hand.  All three then stand and make for the CNS.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
<Lt. Combs> CMO: Doctor! ::Runs over to the CMO and motions for the rest of the team to move over to her:: CNS: Counselor, restrain that woman!

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
*CNS* :  Acknowledged.  Security is on their way.  *Security*  Security to sickbay!

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Begins to go into convulsions...rapid convulsions::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::crouches by the CMO terrified for them all::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: looks up at Luchena's call :: OPS: That sounds bad. Take the conn. Get us back to DS14 on the double.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: dashes into the TL :: TL: Sickbay!

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::winces as she "feels" the CMO's pain ... gasps::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::increases speed back to DS14::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The survivors notice the force fields and stop moving.  They turn their attention to those still in Sickbay.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The three survivors melt into a large bloody pool and seep into the seams in the deck plating before vanishing out of site.

Host Coot says:
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Host Coot says:
trick or treat!