U.S.S. Pendragon
10712.22

“Ghosts of our Past, pt 7”

Directed by Coot

Starring:
Chris as CO Vn’dor
Cory as CMO Servek 
Keith as CEO Damien

Guest Starring:
Sandy as Jordan Thraxis
Jan as TO Tribble

Absent:
Ed as FCO Drew 
Jane as CNS Luchena
CJ as CTO Sek 
KJ as CSO Marina

Host Coot says:
Last time on the USS Pendragon....

Host Coot says:
The FCO had an odd dream. The Pendragon remained on its ultra-boring patrol and very little happened.

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

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::sitting in the centre seat looking about for the CNS::

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
::on the bridge at whatever station the CO needs her at::

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::behind his desk, legs propped up on it, dozing at the job::

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
::Servek makes her rounds throughout Sickbay, aware that someone had moved her supplies without her permission::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: LRS are picking up multiple unidentified vessels on an intercept course for the Pen.

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
::notices as things start flashing on her console:: Self:  Oh crap!

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::sees Jordan lounging::  Jordan: Mrs. Thraxis....  We could use someone at Tactical if you'll please.

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She continues to walk through Sickbay, repairing the mess that was made during Gamma Shift. She would need to replace the Gamma Shift Med Tech it seemed::

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  You may need someone there ... sensors just picked up multiple signatures on an intercept course.

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::turns in his chair::  Jordan: Identity?

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::ears pick up the heightened tension in engineering. Snaps awake and straight faced::

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
::moves hurriedly to the TAC console.  Begins attempting to identify the incoming vessels::

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
*CEO* Commander, prepare your people for possible stress on your engines.

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::looks over his console and checks out the scans:: *CO*: Aye Captain

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She begins to issue orders to several of the Nurses on duty, in a rather dull tone::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Sensors can make out no less than 32 of the incoming vessels.

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Unknown class and configuration.  All carry high energy weapons.  And Captain, I count 32 of them.

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  I recommend Yellow Alert.

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::nods::  Jordan: Yellow Alert.  Hail them.  What is their approximate size?

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
::The primary medical console beeps in Sickbay. She makes her way over to it and notes that there are vessels on an intercept course. Servek is not phased by the news. After all, she is Vulcan, and this was usual for the Pen::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The incoming vessels are clearly in an attack formation, but are not charging weapons.

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
::initiates yellow alert.  Sends out a hail in all known languages to the swarm heading for them::

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
::frowns:: CO:  This is odd ...

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::sees the vessel formation on screen::  *MO* Doctor, prepare Sickbay for possible wounded

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::hearing Jordan::  Jordan: Mrs. Thraxis?

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She begins to prepare for any potential casualties:: *CO*: Already in progress, Captain.

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  The ships are definitely in an attack formation ... however they have not powered up weapons ...

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
Jordan: Any response on our hails?

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  No, Sir.  They're small, too ...

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
*CEO* Commander, I need you to analyze our sensor scans.  See what you can do to give me a technology report on those vessels

Host Coot says:
ACTIOIN: The Comm. picks up a high frequency, high pitch language, spoken extremely fast. The UT is having a hard time deciphering it.

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She ensures that each Biobed is prepared and that her medical staff is ready::

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  They could be some sort of fighter craft ...

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
*CO*: Working on it now Captain

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
::sends all the sensor data to the CEO for analysis::

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::nods at Jordan::  Jordan:  Do they give you a "swarm" feeling...  like some sort of insectoid?  Add into that the sound that came over the Comm. frequency?

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
<Nurse Barnes> MO: We're as ready as we'll ever be, Lieutenant. I suppose we should just wait around for the time being.

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::sees Tribble arrive::  TO: Take your station.  Have Mrs. Thraxis debrief you.

Host LT_Tribble says:
CO: Aye, Sir.

Host LT_Tribble says:
::takes station::  Jordan: What's going on?

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
Jordan: I think we'll be needing your expertise at Science for the remainder of this mission.

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
Barnes: There is never a need to relax while on duty, Nurse. Ensure that all duty rotations are accurate.

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
::Shows the TO the sensor readings.:: TO:  32 small ships ... coming in fast.  Attack formation but they're weapons are cold ...

Host LT_Tribble says:
Jordan: Any idea if they're friendly?

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The swarm quickly closes the distance to the Pen and sets up a perimeter all around the Pen.

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
Jordan: Run that communication through the UT.  Connect with Starfleet and transmit their vessel design

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
*CO*: Captain - something interesting. There is not technology on any of the ships

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
::shakes her head::

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She sends a message to all officers who were scheduled for a check-up that they will need to reschedule at that time::

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::raises an eyebrow hearing Damien::  *CEO* Commander?

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
<Nurse Barnes> MO: They have been checked and double checked, Doctor.

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
TO:  We only picked them up a few minutes ago ... this isn't good ... ::shows the TO the readings::

Host LT_Tribble says:
CO: arm photon torpedoes, Sir?

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
TO: Negative.  Remain at Yellow Alert....  all weapons powered down.

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
TO:  I'll leave you to it.  ::moves over the Science to begin working on the Comm. they received::

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
*CO*: They are for show only. There's almost nothing to them

Host LT_Tribble says:
CO: Aye, Sir.

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::turns to the FCO on duty::  FCO: Bring us to a full stop

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
Barnes: I am certain that you can find something productive to do, Miss Barnes. Please see to the check list I have listed on the staffing board in my office.

Host LT_Tribble says:
::checks to see if Pendragon is being probed::

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::mumbles to himself::  Self: For show?  For what reason and where is the mother ship?

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
*CO*: I'm on my way to the bridge

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::leaves engineering::

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
::tries slowing the comm. down ... works it through the translator again::

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
<Nurse Barnes> ::She rolls her eyes ever-so-slightly as she makes her way toward the office. At times, the Vulcan could be rather annoying::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The vessels are close enough to make out the forward protrusions appear to be splintered or barbed. The main shell of the vessels are glowing reddish in color.

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::turns to Jordan::  Jordan: Scan for anything else out of the ordinary on LRS

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  On it!  ::turns to the LRS and commences scans::

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::bursts onto the bridge, taking his station::

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::points at the view screen::  Bridge: Any idea what those are for?

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: I'd recommend we move away from the swarm

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The Comm. system picks up bit and pieces of the conversation from the swarm. Something about "naughty" and "checking things twice."

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: They have no weapons I can see

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::turns hearing the CEO::  CEO: See if you can figure out what those protrusions are for Commander.

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Captain!  I have something on the comm. ...

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::nods acknowledging the CEO::  FCO: Back us away...  1/4 Impulse.

Host LT_Tribble says:
::remembers an old Earth legend about reindeer::

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::takes some high density scans of the protrusions::

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
::replays the message on speakers::

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
Jordan: On screen.

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She makes her way into the CMO's Office and takes a seat behind the desk. She opens up the comm. to the Bridge and begins to listen to what is going on::

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  It's audio, Sir.  I've put it on speakers.

Host LT_Tribble says:
::checks the date on Earth::

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
Bridge: Odd...  Whose been naughty and what are they checking?  Us you suppose?

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The protrusions appears to be some sort of battering ram, equipped to tear away sections of hull.

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
All: Red Alert

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::turns to the CEO::  CEO: Commander?

Host LT_Tribble says:
::enacts Red Alert procedures::

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
FCO: Get us out of here, the ships themselves are the weapons

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She makes a note of the rather odd vessels and begins to look them over on the console in front of her. They were rather odd... rather odd indeed::

Host LT_Tribble says:
CO: Sir?

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::turns to the FCO::  FCO: Do it.

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  It sounds familiar somehow ...

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: Captain, it's the shear number of them - they could tear into us

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The Comm. rings out with a morbid sound that can best be described as a cross between singing and a funeral march.

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
Jordan: Open a frequency.  ::turns to the view screen to prepare.::

Host LT_Tribble says:
::targets them with multiple spread::

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
::Her ears perk slightly at the sound. She wonders if that was their form of communication::

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
Bridge: What in the name of the Prophets...  ::covering his ears:

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
::opens a frequency:: CO:  Frequency open.

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
COMM: Lead vessel: Lead vessel, this is Captain Vn'dor Phial of the USS Pendragon.  Do you read?

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
*Bridge*: Sickbay to Bridge. This music may eventually damage the ear drum of the average Terran humanoid. I would suggest... turning it off.

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::tries to quell the sound::

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
::tries to cut off the speakers::

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
Jordan: Signs of life?

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The Comm. is slowly becoming more organized, almost understandable.

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
::activates bio-scans::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Scans indicate several thousand life signs per vessel.

Host LT_Tribble says:
CO: scans show many thousand life signs on each vessel.

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Oh there's signs of life, alright.  ::cuts off as the TO beats her to the punch::

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She notices the abundance of life signs as well... perhaps bacteria?::

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::turns confused at Tribble::  Tribble: I thought those vessels were only about 3 meters long?

Host LT_Tribble says:
MO: Perhaps larger.

Host LT_Tribble says:
CO: That's what our sensors show, Sir.

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: Confirmed

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The CPU spits out an estimate that each life sign would at most be only a few centimeters tall.

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
Jordan: How is the Universal Translator coming?

Host LT_Tribble says:
::shrugs shoulders:: CO: Life signs nonetheless.

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
CEO: Commander, Obviously their corridors are too small for us?

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  It seems to be less chaotic now ... let's try that again ... ::brings the comm. up on speakers again::

Host LT_Tribble says:
CO: I would have fit there.... once.

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: I'm having a hard time getting an accurate schematic of the ship. I should have them soon

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
*Bridge*: Our voices may sound rather large compared to their own. Perhaps we should attempt to lower our tones.. with the assistance of the Computer.

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
*MO*:  I'm compensating ... ::does so::

Host Coot says:
<Little Ones> ::in a very squeaky and high-pitched voice::  COMM: Pen: You have crossed into restricted territory. Prepare to be dealt with. ::comm. cuts out::

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::hearing the MO and wonders why she has to eavesdrop all the time:: CEO: Commander, the Doctor has a point.  Let's try it.

Host LT_Tribble says:
::prepares to deal with them first::

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
COMM: Little Ones: We would be happy to back off.  Please let us know where your space begins.

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: She's right. There ships are the equivalent of honeycombs to us. There are indeed some very tiny corridors there.

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She wonders why she has yet to be promoted to CMO. After all, she has had some fantastic ideas as the best Vulcan ever::

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Sir, I suggest we back off ... slowly ...

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The first five lead vessels ignore the CO's Comm. and power up weapons. They are making an attack run at the Pendragon.

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::hearing the CEO while thinking about the Comm. Message::  FCO: Keep backing us off along the exact path we came.  Increase speed to half Impulse

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: I have a schematic :: Puts it up on a secondary screen::

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Here they come!

Host LT_Tribble says:
CO: Fire, Sir?

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::sees the ships coming::  Tribble: Red Alert

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
FCO: Turn us about and head the way we came at maximum warp

Host LT_Tribble says:
CO: Red Alert continuing, Sir.

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
Tribble: Negative

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She watches with interest::

Host LT_Tribble says:
::fingers itching to be firing::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The schematic displays a miniaturized flying city, consisting of hundreds of "decks."

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
Jordan: Continue hailing.  Repeat we are on a mission of peace.

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::turns to the CEO:: CEO: Those schematics....  do you think they can be of use in some way?

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: I kind of hate to mention it, but I think we could take them out easily enough

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
::composes the message and sends out a hail which repeats::

Host LT_Tribble says:
CO: Sir, it should be possible to target their power source.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The FCO brings the ship about and engages.

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
CEO: We are on a mission of peace Commander.  Violence is of a last resort

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
TO:  They're so small a glance could destroy them ...

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
Tribble: Hold that thought.  Target, but do not fire

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: Well they could help us disable them as well

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She wonders why Terrans are so keen to blow things up... and then recalls their past. Of course they were::

Host LT_Tribble says:
Jordan: Better them than us.

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::walks over to the CEO's station::  EO: How so?

Host LT_Tribble says:
::isolates power centers of the vessels and targets them::

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
<CEO>

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The five vessels giving chase match speed and open fire on the Pendragon. The entire ship rocks from the blast, but no damage recorded.

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: We could use micro-phasers to take out there propulsion and weapons without killing them

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::grabs onto the CEO's terminal for support::

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
::grabs onto the console:: CO:  That was a weapons blast ... no damage.

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: Shields are holding

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::shakes head::  CEO: We crossed into their space.  We are the invaders.  I do not want to take that chance Commander.  Any other options?

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She is a bit shocked that the little creatures can pack a punch::

Host LT_Tribble says:
CO: Continue to retreat.

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
Jordan: Can their weapons do any damage?

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Unknown, Captain.  But I wouldn't want to wait around to find out if they do.

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: There is always the option of going to warp somewhere far from there space

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
CEO: Commander, can you get any more speed out of the engines?

Host LT_Tribble says:
::analyzing weapons::

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: Engines are currently - ::taps a few buttons:: running at %103

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
*MO* Analyze the bio-scans Mrs. Thraxis took.  See if you can manufacture a harmless airborne chemical that will put them unconscious

Host TO_LT_Tribble says:
CO: Their weapons appear to be energy based.

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
*CO*: The most logical course of action would be to enter Warp 9 and depart. My staff will work on it now. ::She makes her way back into Sickbay and moves toward the medical console::

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
TO: Lieutenant.  Are we increasing the distance between us any?

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
::brings up the power readings of the shot that hit them::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The Red Alert lights begin altering their color from Red to Green and back again. The same creepy music from before infiltrates the Comm. system.

Host TO_LT_Tribble says:
CO: We can outrun them.

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
::quickly shuts down the comm.::

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::looking to the ceiling::  Self: What the....

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
Barnes: Prepare for biosign analysis. I want a list of all available air born chemicals pulled. ::She looks up as the music plays::

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
TO: Lieutenant, cut the interior alert lighting.

Host TO_LT_Tribble says:
CO: Aye, Sir.  ::makes it so::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The vessels giving chase are falling away, but several others are detected attempting to intercept.

Host TO_LT_Tribble says:
CO: They're still chasing us.  At least, some of them are.

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Confirmed.  Scans show more are attempting to intercept.

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She begins to look over the biosigns from the little people and begins to pull various air born chemicals. None would seem to work by themselves. Perhaps she could mix them and produce something::

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
TO: Perhaps a show of force.

Host TO_LT_Tribble says:
CO: I have their power sources targeted, Sir.  Fire at one?

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::turns to Jordan: Jordan: Hail all available vessels to rendezvous at these coordinates  ::enters them into Thraxis' console::

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
::receives the coordinates ... composes and sends the message to all available vessels::

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
::Servek quickly begins to combine three chemicals and several strands together in order to produce a low dose agent intent on causing the creatures to fall into a deep slumber::

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::turns back to Tribble::  FCO: Bring us about.  All stop.  TO: Lieutenant, prepare to fire a shot across the lead vessels bow.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Several more vessels appear to have gotten ahead of the Pendragon and are essentially lying in wait.

Host TO_LT_Tribble says:
CO: We're being bracketed, Sir.

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Sir, they have some propulsion system.  Some of them have overtaken us.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The Pen slows to a stop.

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::nods at the TO::  TO: Fire all phasers and photon tubes across her bow.

Host TO_LT_Tribble says:
::fires phasers::

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She taps her Combadge:: *CO*: Sickbay to Vn'dor. I have produced an air born gas that I hope will cause them to fall into an unconscious state. However, I am uncertain if it will perform its duty correctly. Their scans are... odd.

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::taps badge::  *MO* It'll have to due Lieutenant.  All we need now is for them to lower their shields.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The weapons blast crosses in front of the lead vessel and it disintegrates from view.

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: So much for non violence

Host TO_LT_Tribble says:
ALL: It's gone.  I swear I didn't hit it.  But, it's gone!

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::noticing the activity on screen he turns to Tribble:: TO: What just happened?

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
*CO*: Which I doubt they will do willingly. I will have it ready when you are Captain. Servek out. ::She cuts the comm. and begins to get the gas ready for transport in several small tiny containment units::

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
::acting quickly she opens her mind, reaching out to those in the tiny ships::

Host TO_LT_Tribble says:
::scans for anything from the vanished ship::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Internal sensors are picking up numerous airborne bio-chemical agents on multiple decks.

Host TO_LT_Tribble says:
CO:  This couldn't have happened, but.... it's all gone.

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::approaching the TAC Station::TO: Did we hit it?

Host TO_LT_Tribble says:
CO: Absolutely not!

Host Coot says:
<Little People> ~~~ Jordan: You are a naughty girl... you will do nicely.~~~

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
CEO: Commander, beam in any debris for analysis

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She notices the medical console begin to beep. Servek immediately turns to the results:: *Bridge*: Sickbay to Bridge. Please turn your scans to an abundance of bio-chemical agents we have on board the ship...

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Captain!  Internal sensors are reading bio-chemical ... ::stops abruptly::

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::turns to Jordan::  Jordan: Where? Seal off those decks.  Order everyone out!

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
~~~ Little People:  Who are you? ~~~

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
::doesn't move::

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
*Bridge*: These agents seem to be naughty in some way...  I am attempting to isolate them now.

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
*MO* Doctor we have a bio-agent in our air recycling system.  Analyze it

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::watches Jordan::

Host Coot says:
<Little People> ~~~ Jordan: We Ekuub. You kind are too violent for anyone's own good. You are to be dealt with.~~~

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She pauses... did the Captain not hear her comm. several moments ago? The Pen really needed a Vulcan Captain at times... they were logical::

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
~~~ Little People:  Please, we mean you no harm.  You attacked us. ~~~

Host Coot says:
<Little People> ~~~ Jordan: Your presence attacks us. You particle weapons can much harm.~~~

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::noticing Jordan has "That look" again::

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
~~~ Little People:  We only use our weapons for self-defense.  You too, have weapons that can harm. ~~~

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::idly:: CO: She is a strange one. I think we've killed her alter-ego at least five times

Host Coot says:
<Little People> ~~~ Jordan: Defense? Your presence is offensive. You are to be dealt with.~~~

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::approaching the CEO again::  CEO: Detecting any debris out there?

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She watches the chemical agents rather oddly:: *CO*: Captain, I am uncertain if my scans are correct...

Host TO_LT_Tribble says:
::looks at CEO::

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
~~~ Little People:  Wait!  We had no idea this was your space.  We did not know you even existed.  And what did you mean, I will do nicely? ~~~

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
*MO* How so Lieutenant?

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
*CO*: Those rather odd creatures are the "chemicals" aboard the Pendragon.

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::shakes his head:: CO: Nothing so far

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Prior to the affected Decks being sealed, two crew members succumbed  to the bio-presence.

Host TO_LT_Tribble says:
CO: Enact Intruder alert protocols?

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
*MO* What?  ::turns back to Jordan wondering how the conversation is going::  Prepare that gas, we may need it at a moments notice.  However, this time it will be on the Pendragon.

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::holds up a hand to Tribble:: TO: Let's see how Jordan does first.

Host Coot says:
<Little People> ~~~ Jordan: Your people call it an example. You are to be dealt with.~~~

Host MO_Lt_Servek says:
*CO*: Understood, Captain. I will prepare a much.. .larger dose. ::She begins to prepare::

Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
CEO: I think the ships may have been the little creatures huddled together to form a ship

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
~~~ Little People:  Then take me.  Let the others go. ~~~

Host Coot says:
<Little People> ~~~ Jordan: We knew you would understand.~~~

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
::smiles::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Jordan and the bio-chemicals are no longer on board the Pendragon.

Host Jordan_Thraxis says:
~~~ Little People:  Then my friends will be safe?  Then I am ready. ~~~~

Host CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::nods:: CO: It's a strong possibility

Host Coot says:
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