U.S.S. Pendragon
10702.17
“A Hard Day’s Night, pt 2”
Directed by:
Coot

Starring:
Jeff as CO Thraxis
Jane as XO Luchena
 Dylan as CSO Toms 
 Keith as CEO Damien
 
 Guest Starring:
Sandy as Jordan Thraxis
Lynda as FCO Rochelle
Jan as TO Tribble

Absent: 
  Cory as CNS Dawson
 Joseph as CTO Nightcloud

Host Coot says:
Last time on the U.S.S. Pendragon . . .

Host Coot says:
The Pendragon arrived at the mining planet Slackeria escorting a Risan scientist charged with overhauling the planet into a pleasure resort. The planet, stripped of nearly all resources, is engulfed by its own greed and a swirling dust cloud.

Host Coot says:
The Supreme Exalted Ruler has claimed numerous gifts aboard the Pendragon to be delivered in three days time. It remains to be seen if his appetite is as insatiable as their Risan guest. The Pendragon's hosts await their arrival on the surface below.

Host Coot says:
< < < < Resume Mission: A hard day's night > > > >

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The government has requested the Pendragon to initiate beam down.

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
::in the Science lab checking up on some things::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Dr. Jacobs emerges onto the bridge, her clothing glowing slightly green.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::returns to the bridge::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::notices the Doctor::  Jacobs:  Umm... errr....  ::points::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: stands ::  XO: Mr. Luchena... I'd like you to head up the away team. Take Mr. Toms and Dr. Jacobs with you, and other personnel at your discretion.

TO_Tribble says:
XO: Sir, I would like to go.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::on the bridge at his station::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: turns ::  Jacobs: Doctor... does your attire normally glow like that?

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::nods at Tribble::  TO:  Absolutely.  We'll need discrete security.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
*CSO*:  Prepare for away team duty.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::moves down to the command area::

TO_Tribble says:
XO: Thank you, Sir.  ::smiles::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::watches Jordan::

Host Coot says:
<Jacobs> CO: No, Captain. I am afraid not. I want to know the meaning of this. ::looks grumpy::

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
*XO*: Aye sir. ::hands off his PADD to the Senior Lab Tech and heads for the TR::

TO_Tribble says:
::arms herself discretely::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CEO:  How toxic is it down there?  Should we suit up?

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jacobs: Have Mr. Toms scan you.

Host Coot says:
<Jacobs> ::glances to the XO and mutters something under her breath::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::looks over at the XO with a guilty look on her face::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::turns to Jordan and meets her eyes::

Host Coot says:
<Jacobs> ::rolls her eyes at the CO::  CO: Where is he?

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::cannot meet his eyes ... turns her head away::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
~~~Jordan:  Hold on until I get back.  Just hold on.~~~

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jacobs: He'll meet you in the transporter room. You're going down with the away team.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
~~~Jordan: Are you all right?~~~

Jordan_Thraxis says:
XO:  I'm fine.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
Jordan:  You will be.  ::smiles warmly::

Host Coot says:
<Jacobs> ::huffs as she turns to the TL and leaves the bridge::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
XO:  I owe you an apology ... I know now what happened.  It wasn't your fault.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
XO: You guys should be fine, but I wouldn’t recommend extended exposure::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: mutters ::  Self: Such a pleasant woman. We'll be lucky if she doesn't start another war.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::hears Jordan and relaxes a little::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::follows Dr. Jacobs into the lift::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
~~~Jordan:  You owe me nothing but to be strong and healthy.  Hang on until I get back.~~~

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::looks over at the CO:: CO:  Permission to resume my station, Sir?

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
::arrives in the TR and starts going over the exposure protection equipment with some engineering staff::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::emerges from the lift::  Jacobs:  Why are you glowing green?

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::turns head and smiles::  Self: Yes please captain let her come back.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: looks at Jordan for a moment... a slow smile spreads across his face :: Jordan: Permission granted. Welcome back, Commander.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::proceeds toward the transporter room::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
~~~Jordan: I am pleased and very happy to have you honor me by sitting next to me again.~~

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::nods:: CO:  Thank you, Sir.  ::moves down to the OPS position and relieves the officer there::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::Monitors::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::looks over at the FCO and smiles::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
OPS: It is good to have you next to me Jordan. I am pleased.

Host Coot says:
<Jacobs> XO: I figured it was the Captain's fault. Some sort of hanky-panky trick to get me out of my outfit. ::eyes the XO from head-to-toe::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::steps into the transporter room::  CSO:  Could you umm.... scan Dr. Jacobs here.  She seems to be glowing green.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::smiles winningly at Dr. Jacobs::

TO_Tribble says:
::looks at Dr. Jacobs in wonder::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::suits up::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::begins to refamiliarize herself with OPS ... it's been a while::

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
::looks curiously at the Dr, then proceeds to run his tricorder around her, scanning::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: Jordan... check our historical databanks, please. Find out what kind of 'gifts' this Grand Poobah on the planet expects.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
Jordan: It is like riding a bicycle you never forget.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
TO:  All ready to go?

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The Away Team suits up in due fashion and equips itself for the surface below. Dr. Jacobs is far from pleased throughout the process.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::checks he database::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::waiting on the transporter pad::

TO_Tribble says:
::prepares to defend the valiant Away Team::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::finds some information and gulps ... :: CO:  Captain ... you'd better see this ...

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
::standing on a transporter pad::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The Away Team vanishes in a swirl of light and rematerializes on the surface of Slackeria.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: moves to where he can see Jordan's console ::  OPS: What is it?

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::looks around::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: There are no comm signals able to reach the AT and bio-sign drop off sensors. Clearly some sort of shielding.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::brings up the information:: CO:  If I'm interpreting this correctly ... our "host" is going to demand the Pendragon as a gift ... and attempt to sell it back to us ...

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  I've lost contact with the away team.  Some kind of shielding.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: snorts ::  OPS: Well, that's not going to happen.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::taps his commbadge::  *PEN*:  Transport successful.  ::realizes his badge is not transmitting::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
CO: Captain, communications are down

TO_Tribble says:
@::fingers her trusty phaser, carefully an discretely::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: turns :: CEO: Do we have a sensor lock on the away team?

Host Coot says:
@ SCENE: As the Away Team gathers their bearings, the surface of Slackeria is a lush, tropical paradise. In comparison, it makes Risa looks like a roadside diner.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  I'm not picking them up on sensors either ...

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
CO: Nope. We lost them

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@CSO:  No way.  This can't be....  ::looks around in wonder::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
CO: Tying to reestablish now

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::scans::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CEO:  Try rotating frequencies .. I'm definitely picking up some kind of shielding ...

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
Jordan: It's worth a shot

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
@XO: Scans are saying that its real sir. I am detecting no abnormalities.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::rotates frequencies::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
CEO: Find a way to punch through that, Jose.   OPS: Get me the Slackerian authorities on comms.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::tries something::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@TO:  Something is blocking our comms.  See if you can detect a power source.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
CO: Working on it captain.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
~~~ XO:  Mikal ... We've lost contact, both comms and sensors.  It seems to be some kind of shielding. ~~~

TO_Tribble says:
@XO: Aye, Sir.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::breaths out in relief::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  I'll try ... but our comms may not be able to punch through. ::Sends a hail to the Slackerian authorities::

TO_Tribble says:
@::scans for the power source::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@~~~Jordan:  We're all right.  Just waiting for the welcoming committee.~~~

Host Coot says:
<Planetary OPS> COMM: Pendragon: Yes Pendragon? Can we help you?

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: sees 'that look' in Jordan's eyes ::  OPS: Jordan... are you able to communicate with Mikal?

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Yes, Sir.  Plus I have the Slackerian authorities .. ::puts the comm up onscreen::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@CSO:  It doesn't fit with our readings from orbit.  ::still looking around::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  They're fine.  I've advised Mikal of our situation.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Planet: We have beamed our away team to the appointed coordinates, and immediately lost contact with them. There is an artificial shield blocking our sensors. We'd like it deactivated, please. Preventing us from contacting our team is an unfriendly act.

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
@XO: That is true, but what we saw up there obviously is a deception. Whatever it is that is down here they want hidden.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::attempts to find any weakness in the dampening::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@CSO:  Unless this is the deception.

Host Coot says:
<Planetary OPS> ::stiffly:: COMM: Pendragon: We maintain a strict level of protectionism here and must adhere to it. Please adjust communications frequencies to the embedded sequence. You can monitor them accordingly. Transmitting now.  ::transmits and cuts the comm::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  I'm receiving them now .. ::monitors and checks for anything harmful::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: looks at the screen in disbelief ::  All: These people ask for our help, and then treat us like *this*?

Jordan_Thraxis says:
~~~XO:  Mikal, what are you seeing on the surface? ~~~

Host Coot says:
@ ACTION: Three Slackerians approach the Away Team, clearing a welcoming party of sorts. They are humanoid, well tanned, and very athletic looking. Clearly the results of hard labor.

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
@XO: That is also a possibility. We need more info. Dr. Jacobs, what do you think?

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::watches the figures approach::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: See if you can raise the team on the specified frequencies.  CEO: Jose, any luck with those sensors?

TO_Tribble says:
@::looks carefully at the Slackerians approaching, planning for any acts of hostility::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@~~~Jordan:  You won't believe this, but it’s a tropical paradise down here.~~~

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::applies the frequencies::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
~~~ XO:  You're kidding, right? ~~~

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::whispers::  TO:  They look strong.  Hopefully we won't have to take them in hand-to-hand combat.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
*XO*:  Pendragon to away team. Please respond.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
CO: Nothing so far. I've run a recursive algorithm trying to isolate any breeches from the interference.

Host Coot says:
@ <Jacobs> CSO: Ooops.  . . did I forget to tell you? They use some sort of image-projector-thingy to hide their planet. They are a rich mining facility after all.  ::reaches over and pinches the CSO on the backside::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Mikal says it's a tropical paradise down here ... not what we are seeing at all ... they're hiding something, I'm sure of it.

TO_Tribble says:
@XO: ::whispers:: I have my phaser, if needed.

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
@::looks at the Dr with a look of disdain:: Dr: Did anything else important slip your mind on our way here?

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@*Jordan*:  That's better.  And yes... tropical.  Apparently there is an image projector at work, whether down here or up there I can't be certain.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::nods at Tribble::

Host Coot says:
@ <Slackerian> ::dryly:: AT: Welcome to Slackeria. The Supreme Exalted Ruler has been expecting you. This way please.  ::motions towards a large marble and onyx palace across a lush courtyard::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
*XO*:  Understood.  We're trying to punch through the shielding now.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::notices the palace and follows the Slackerians towards it::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: This stinks, and it smells worse by the minute. How far above the planet's surface does their shielding extend?

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  That I have no idea yet.  Still trying to get readings.

Host Coot says:
@ <Jacobs> CSO: Well, yes, I must admit you looking smashing in those pants. ::grins slyly and walks towards the palace:

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::admires the architecture as he approaches the building::

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
@::a smile plays across his face as he heads off to the palace::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
CEO: Jose, have a shuttle prepped for departure. I want our people out of there until we get some answers from the Slackerians.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
CO: Aye Sir. ::notifies the shuttle bay::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::looks back to be sure Tribble is keeping up::

TO_Tribble says:
@::smiles at the XO confidently::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
CO: Five minute response time from the shuttle bay captain, you can leave almost anytime.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  If you're going, I'm going with you.

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
@::is recording information about the place and people for his xenoanthro team to go over at a later time::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: We're not going anywhere. Jose is the better pilot.   CEO: Jose, take the shuttle and make a low pass over the team's location. Beam them aboard with the emergency transporter, then hightail it back to the ship.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
CO: Will do.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::gets up and heads for the shuttle bay::

Host Coot says:
@ ACTION: As the Away Team enters the Palace, the Supreme Exalted Ruler approaches them. He is bigger and more muscular than the others and dressed in crimson and gold colored clothing.

TO_Tribble says:
@::discretely scans the SER::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::stops and bows his head to the SER::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  I believe we should wait ... ~~~ XO:  Mikal, is the team in any danger? ~~~

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
@;;waits politely behind the XO::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@~~~Jordan:  We are about to meet with the big cheese.~~~

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::nods::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: Why is that?

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Sir, Mikal has made contact with the SER.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::meets his team in the shuttle bay::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::waits politely for the SER to speak::

Host Coot says:
@ <SER> ::bows deeply as well:: AT: Welcome. I am afraid there is no accurate translation of my name to your language. However, I found reference to a human that I wish you to use. You may call me, "Hon Do."

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: looks at the planet on the view screen, in exasperation :: *CEO*: Jose, change of plan. Take the shuttle down and maintain station above the team, within transporter range. Beam them out on my order only.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
*CO*: Understood captain. We're about to get underway here

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@SER:  We are honoured Hon Do.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::gives the shuttle a once over::

Host Coot says:
@ <SER> ::removes his jacket to reveal a obnoxious Hawaiian shirt and cues someone in the distance::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::is startled::

Host Coot says:
@ ACTION: Don Ho music begins permeating the air.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::winces::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::gets through pre-ignition and notifies OPS that he will be leaving::

Host Coot says:
@ <SER> XO: Are you okay sir? ::motions several aides over to carry the XO::

TO_Tribble says:
@::enjoys the music, but wonders if it is a ruse::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Sir, Cmdr Damien has indicated he is ready to launch.

Host Coot says:
@ ACTION: Before the XO can object, he is lifted onto the shoulders of two aides and they begin carrying him to the dining hall.

TO_Tribble says:
@::wonders if she should pull out her phaser::

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
@::looks a little confused about it all, but doesn't interfere::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::wishes it would stop::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
*CEO*: Good luck, Jose. Keep a channel open at all times.

TO_Tribble says:
@::follows::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
*CO*: That’s the plan. ::fires thrusters and lifts up and out of the bay::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: Keep trying to punch through that shielding. I'm not as concerned about comms as I am about being able to find them and beam them out.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::senses something from Mikal and gets a curious look on her face::

Host Coot says:
@ ACTION: As the SER enters the room, he motions for the AT to settle themselves in. He then takes a seat at the head of the table and the feast is begun,

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  With the frequency they sent us we may be able to establish some kind of sensor lock.  I'll get to it.  ::begins working::

TO_Tribble says:
@::takes a seat, but refrains from eating::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::is deposited in a chair.  Looks around trying to see the source of that horrible noise::

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
@::looks at the food, curious::

TO_Tribble says:
@::scans the food::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: pats her on the shoulder a couple times ::  OPS: Go get 'em, tiger.  :: sits down in the command chair ::

Host Coot says:
@ ACTION: Dr. Jacobs is escorted from the room, despite her objections.

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
@::turns head to follow the Dr's departure, and looks to the XO::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
#::establishes a geosyncronus orbit above the away team::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::looks up sharply as the Dr. is taken from the room::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@SER:  Where are you taking her?

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Captain ... Mikal is feeling ... somewhat uncomfortable ...

Host Coot says:
@ <SER> AT: Now, you all must eat before we begin.  ::pauses:: XO: She was marked as a gift. She is being made ready.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: As am I.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::gets to his feet::  SER:  Hold it.  Bring her back right now.

TO_Tribble says:
@SER: A gift?  Made ready?   Please explain.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
#::begins scanning as he comes into range::

TO_Tribble says:
@XO: Do you want me to pull my phaser, Sir?

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@Tribble:  Go after her.

Host Coot says:
@ <SER> ::motions to the aides and they force anyone objection back into their chairs::  XO: She will return once prepared.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: Ask him what's wrong.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::closes her eyes:: ~~~Mikal:  What is happening? ~~~

TO_Tribble says:
@XO: Aye, Sir.  ::follows::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@~~~Jordan:  I don't like it.  They've taken the Doctor claiming she's a gift.~~~

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::is forced back into his chair::  SER:  You can't just take what you want.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
~~~ XO:  What? ~~~

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@~~~Jordan:  She's gone.  They've taken her.~~~

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Sir, they've claimed the Doctor as a gift!

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
#COMM:*CO*: Captain, Damien here

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: sits up ::  OPS: That tears it.    COMM: *CEO*: Go ahead, Jose.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
~~~ XO:  Cmdr Damien is in orbit in a shuttle.  Prepare to beam out immediately! ~~~

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::looks to the CSO::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
#COMM: I've locked on to all but one captain. I can beam the rest on your order

TO_Tribble says:
@::follows the Dr., being small enough to do so. ::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
COMM: *CEO*: Who don't you have a lock on?

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
#COMM: CO: Jacobs...Off in a another room

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
@::wonders at the XO looking at him::

Host Coot says:
@ ACTION: Dr. Jacobs is escorted back to the dining hall, She is draped in material that clings to her, but does not reveal too much. She appears simply stunning.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::looks to see the Doctor returned::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  I'll go down, Sir.  I still have a part of Jr'dan in here ::points to her head:: CO:  I'll can use that.

TO_Tribble says:
@::relieved to see nothing adverse happening to the Dr.::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
COMM: *CEO*: Beam up who you can. Keep scanning. Find the Doctor and beam her up as well.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::attempts to lock on and beam them all to the Pendragon::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::is impressed::

Host Coot says:
@ <Jacobs> ::smiling rather stupidly as she is escorted back to her chair, muttering:: Self: Now that's what I call breakfast....

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: looks at Jordan ::   OPS: I'm not sure I want any part of that psychopath around. Stand by. Let's let Jose do his job.

Host Coot says:
@ ACTION: The Away Team is beamed back to the Pendragon, sans Dr. Jacobs.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::startled to find himself back on the transporter pad of the Pendragon::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::takes a quick head count::

TO_Tribble says:
::arrives back on the Pen, and sees that the Dr. is missing::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
#*CO*: Got all of them but Jacobs

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
*CO*:  Dr. Jacobs isn't with us.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
COMM: *CEO*: Keep trying.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Several angry comms begin flooding the Pendragon's system.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::overhears:: CO:  Scanning!  ::scans for the Dr::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CSO/TO:  Let's get back to the bridge.  ::takes off at a run for the turbo lift::

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
::follows the XO::

TO_Tribble says:
::follows the XO::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
TL:  Bridge.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::jerks back as she gets the comms:: CO:  Captain, I think they're angry ...

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
#::applies a transporter filter, narrow band only::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
OPS: Find me that hole in their shielding, Jordan. Let them yammer.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Still working on it ...

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::mutters to himself as he rides in the TL::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
#::Attempts to lock onto Jacobs again::

Host Coot says:
# @ ACTION: Several flashes of light burst throughout the Pendragon and on the shuttle. The Away Team is returned to the surface as is the CEO. They are all now seated around the dining table. Bio-signs once again disappear from sensors.

Host Coot says:
@ <SER> ALL: Now.... we eat.

Host Coot says:
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