Summary for "Off-Topic" Mission...

The Tal-War has been ordered to study a rogue comet in Sokat system. Upon their arrival, they find something they weren't expecting... an ancient Vulcan starship...

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Host CO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
:: sits in the center seat ::

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::scans the vessel's systems to see if any are active::

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::sits in his office, typing out the daily reports and requisitions::

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::Is in her quarters, because she doesn't belong on the bridge anymore because she brings death and destruction to the Tal-War....::

Host CO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
CSO: Scans, Mister York?

CSO_Lt_York says:
CO: Working on it sir, how ever the comet contained high elements of radioactive isotopes....it's masking my scans. 

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::makes a note to replicate more Rexalin::

CSO_Lt_York says:
CO: However, there seem to be no life signs.

Host CO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
:: stands, his eyes still on the screen ::

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
CO: It doesn't appear that any of the ship's systems are operable.

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::Starts making notes on a PADD about her own personal mission, assigned to her by the admiral::

Host CO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
:: nods :: CSO: Mister York, form an away team. :: turns :: That ship looks centuries old. See what you can find out.

CSO_Lt_York says:
CO: Aye sir. ::Stands up and nods to Sek::

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::leaves his office to perform his rounds::

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::motions for his second to take over tactical, and joins the Lt.::

CSO_Lt_York says:
CTO: Prep a security detail please, and join me.

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::taps his combadge:: *SEC*: Williams, Gragh, meet me in transporter room 1.

CSO_Lt_York says:
::enters the TL and then taps his badge:: *CMO*: Doctor Rokar, please meet us in Transporter room 1, we're heading on a trip.

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::enters the TL with the CSO::

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::looks up:: *CSO*: Aye sir, do you require more than one medical person on the excursion?

CSO_Lt_York says:
*CMO*: I think you will do fine.

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::walks to his storage cabinet and takes out an Away team medical Kit:: *CSO*: Understood, will be there shortly

CSO_Lt_York says:
::sighs:: *CIV*: York to Captain Jameson, your assistance would be appreciated in transporter room 1, we're heading on an away trip.

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
Nurse: Watch over him, alter his electrolyte intake if needed ::proceeds out the door::

CSO_Lt_York says:
::walks out of the TL and down the hall:: CTO: What do you think? Surak class?::motions his head towards the bulkhead as if pointing to the massive ship out there::

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::walks out the TL, shouldering his modified med kit so it sits on his back::

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::follows the CSO:: CSO: It seems to be. I didn't get a chance to reference the design with our database.

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::Taps a few more plans and ideas onto her PADD, wondering if she'll ever get the chance to try and put these into action, or even fine tune them::

CSO_Lt_York says:
::steps into the Transporter room and nods to the Transporter chief:: CTO: I guess we're about to find out.

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::drops his tricorder, curses and picks it up:: Self: Come on, Ren, stop being so jumpy

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::Sighs:: *CSO* I'll meet you in the Transporter room Lt

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::Puts down her PADD, making sure it's secure, before grabbing her jacket and tricorder, and heading out the door towards the TL::

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::takes a small bundle from Williams and straps it to his ankle, clearly some kind of knife; he moves to the transporter pad and waits::

Host CO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
<Transporter_Chief> :: sets the coordinates into the system, waiting for everyone to take their positions on the pad ::

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::enters the Transporter Room and nods to the Chief:: CSO: Ready when you are, sir ::eyes Sek's 'bundle' curiously::

CSO_Lt_York says:
::looks at the console:: All: We can't find a single pocket of air in there......suit up.

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::Enters the Transporter room, after having taken a second to catch her breath before entering::

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::avoids releasing a sigh, and heads for the nearest armory, nodding to the captain as he went:: CIV: We need environment suits.

CSO_Lt_York says:
CIV: Captain, glad you could join us. ::smiles and motions for the supply cabinet, where the crew is getting dressed into EV suits::

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::sighs, disliking the restrictive nature of the suits:: CSO: Yes, sir ::chooses the nearest EVA suit and begins to pull it over his uniform::

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::talks quietly::  Self: I knew I should have ordered my custom hand painted one - these clash with my hair...

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::suits up, strapping the knife to his forearm instead, attaching the helmet before returning to the transporter room::

CSO_Lt_York says:
::seals his helmet::

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::Takes the EV suit, and starts to put it on, automatically fastening and securing::

CSO_Lt_York says:
::walks onto the platform and runs a self check::

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::adjusts his medkit again and double checks the seals::

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::brings a case of phaser rifles back with him:: ALL: Hand phasers will be difficult to use with the suits; we should each take a rifle.

CSO_Lt_York says:
::takes a rifle:: CTO: Thank you.

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::Smiles a little that she gets to use a rifle, as she takes the one that's handed to her::

CSO_Lt_York says:
TR_Chief: When you're ready, beam us to the vessel's bridge.

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::nods to the CSO, handing rifles to the others::

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::pockets his tricorder and picks up the rifle, checking it is set on stun:: CTO: Do you have straps for these, Ensign?

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::stares blankly at the CMO::

Host CO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
<Transporter_Chief> :: once everyone is on the pad, jabs at the controls :: ALL: Energizing.

Host CO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
ACTION: The transporter room vanishes as the team materialize on the bridge of the Vulcan ship

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::looks around, directing the other security officers around the main group::

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::shoulders his rifle automatically and takes out his tricorder::

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::Transports in the twinkle of pretty lights onto the bridge of the Vulcan ship::

CSO_Lt_York says:
::sees the raised controls in the center and walks over:: All: This technology....was lightyears before us once, now it seems archaic. ::smiles and bathes it in light from his torch::

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::starts a shortwave scan for lifesigns::

CSO_Lt_York says:
CTO: See if you can gain access to their systems.

Host EO_Thomason says:
:: moves to a console, beginning to hook up a portable generator :: CSO: I should be able to route power to some of the consoles here, sir. But life support will take a little time.

CSO_Lt_York says:
CIV: Captain, I would appreciate if you would contact Captain Trelan and report in.

CSO_Lt_York says:
EO: Good job, just let me know when we can access the internal sensors.

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::keeps his keen eyes trained on the darkness, nodding in response to the CSO, but having to wait for a console to come online::

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::Nods, imperceptibly because of the suits, and opens a comm to the TW::

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
COMM: CO: Jameson to Trelan.  We have entered the bridge of the Vulcan vessel, and are attempting to restore some power

Host EO_Thomason says:
ACTION: As the generator hums to life, a few consoles erupt in light. OPS, Sciences, and what appears to be a missions console

CSO_Lt_York says:
::walks over to a broken statue that once decorated the Bridge:: 

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::moves over to the missions console, seeing what he can bring up::

Host EO_Thomason says:
<CO_Cmdr_Trelan> COMM: CIV: Acknowledged.

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::eyes the Science console and walks towards it, looking at what the CSO is looking at::

CSO_Lt_York says:
::puts a small pin on the statue, thinking he should transport it back to the Tal-War::

CSO_Lt_York says:
::turns around, focusing back on the mission::

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::Starts wandering around the bridge, using her tricorder to collect readings::

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
CSO:: The last entry dates back three centuries. Most of the internal sensors are offline.

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
CSO: Taking trophies, sir?

CSO_Lt_York says:
CMO: This is a scientists dream Doctor. ::smiles::

CSO_Lt_York says:
CTO: See if you can find out what happened to the crew.

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
CSO: Aye sir. ::brings up the last entry, playing it::

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::smiles back and looks across at the CTO as he reports back::

CSO_Lt_York says:
::tries to access the main controls, seeing if there is any juice to be found anywhere::

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::Continues to make sensor sweeps with her tricorder, whilst everything else is going on around her::

Host EO_Thomason says:
CSO: Sir, I've accessed the main computer core. :: taps at the console :: I'll see if I can access the database.

Host EO_Thomason says:
ACTION: The OPS panel begins to make a strange, weak, chirruping noise

CSO_Lt_York says:
EO: Good, also try and access the engineering controls, I need to know if this ship is in any shape to be towed...this could be a historical monument to bring back.

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::Catches the noise, and heads over to the OPS console, trying to work out what the beeping signifies:

Host EO_Thomason says:
CSO: Aye, sir.

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
CSO: It appears they were attacked by pirates. Many crewmen were killed, and the rest were taken.

CSO_Lt_York says:
::stops to think, watching the Bridge::

CSO_Lt_York says:
CTO: That makes no sense.....pirates would never leave this ship here, back then this was the most advanced cruisers in the quadrant.

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
CSO: We should locate one of the bodies if possible

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
CSO: York, it appears there is something in the lower cargo hold.  I can't pinpoint what it is.  It's almost as if it's not solid.

CSO_Lt_York says:
CIV: Alright Captain, lead the way.

Host EO_Thomason says:
:: hears the CIV, and turns back to the small console :: I'll see if I can access any sensor net in that area...

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
CSO: It's possible the crew disabled the ship before they were boarded.

CSO_Lt_York says:
CTO: Disabled or not, you could sell this on the black market and go into early retirement.

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::Glances again at the console, before taking up her tricorder again, readjusting the rifle, and heads in the direction of the lower cargo bays::

Host EO_Thomason says:
:: shakes head :: Self: Dammit... come on... I know you're there. :: looks over the data as a stream begins to cut across :: Self: This isn't possible....

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
EO: What isn't possible?

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::raises eyebrow at the EO's words::

CSO_Lt_York says:
::walks after the Captain through the door and towards a hatch::

Host EO_Thomason says:
:: looks to the CTO :: CTO: Well, sir... it's like the cargo bay isn't there.

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
EO: Can you elaborate?

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::Continues to head in the direction of the cargo bay, not hearing the revelation of the EO::

Host EO_Thomason says:
CTO: No, sir. I've been trying to access the sensor grid, but... there's nothing. No space, no hull breach.... nothing. I'm not reading anything. But I can see everywhere around it.

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
EO: So, it's like a void... an area of nothing?

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::walks over to look at the EO's readings::

CSO_Lt_York says:
CIV: There's no power to these doors Captain, but from the scans, we should be able to drop through this hatch in the floor and one below that, and reach the deck.

Host EO_Thomason says:
CTO: Almost. More like... :: shakes head ::

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
CSO: Sounds like a plan York.  Shall i go first?

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::taps his comm badge:: *CIV* Captain, hold on a moment.

CSO_Lt_York says:
CIV: I think not, let's send the security guard.

Host EO_Thomason says:
CTO: Like there's something there we aren't suppose to find.

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
*CTO*: Well, you caught me just as I was about to get myself into a interesting tight position, so you have extraordinary timing Sek

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
*CIV*: Thank you sir. Just a moment, I'll tell you more.

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
EO: Is it like a cloaking device, perhaps?

Host EO_Thomason says:
CTO: That's possible. But the Vulcans of this era didn't have cloaking technology.

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
EO: Can you tell if entering the area will be harmful?

Host EO_Thomason says:
:: taps at the console again, eyes widening :: CTO: Wait... I'm getting something.... I, I don't believe it... :: turns :: Sir, I'm reading atmosphere! It's like there's some sort of breach in the shielding, and it's escaping through a small fissure!

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
EO: You're saying there's air in the cargo hold?

Host EO_Thomason says:
CTO: Yes, sir!

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::taps his comm badge again:: *CIV*: Captain, there appears to be atmosphere in the cargo hold. Whatever is hold it in is leaking, however.

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
EO: But is it safe for humaniod lifeforms, Ensign?

Host EO_Thomason says:
:: quickly taps again :: CSO: Lieutenant! There’s life readings inside the bubble! Four humanoids, weak vitals.... :: scowls as he slowly turns :: All Ferengi...

CSO_Lt_York says:
::kneels down and plops open the hatch in the floor and shines his torch down:: CIV: That's it, we're not waiting. ::grins through his helmet and drops through::

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::stomach lurches:: *CSO*: I am coming to your position now ::moves off towards the others hurriedly::

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::Follows the CSO almost immediately::

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::quirks an eyebrow, holding up his rifle:: SecA: Williams, stay with the ensign. I'm accompanying the captain. ::moves off after Ren::

CSO_Lt_York says:
::opens a channel in his suit::*All*: Just like Alice, into the hole you go.

CSO_Lt_York says:
::plops open the next hatch below and jumps down again::

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::crawls towards the others:: Self: Now which way?

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
CSO: As long as we don't see any white rabbits, I’ll be happy

CSO_Lt_York says:
::smiles up at the Captain:: CIV: aye sir.

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::looks down through the hatch:: CMO: This way, doctor.

Host EO_Thomason says:
*CSO* Sir, I've accessed the transporter system. I can beam you directly into the hold, now.

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::hops down the hatch::

CSO_Lt_York says:
*EO*: Couldn't you have told me earlier, ensign?

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::peers down at the hatch:: CTO: Right...you are ::starts to lower himself down slowly ::

CSO_Lt_York says:
*EO*: No matter, beam us all in there.

Host EO_Thomason says:
*CSO* :: blushing slightly :: Sorry, sir. I just accessed them.

Host EO_Thomason says:
*CSO* Aye. :: jabs at a few buttons ::

Host EO_Thomason says:
ACTION: The away team materialize in the hold, only to see four forms lying unconscious, and the hold filled with various items of historical significance

CSO_Lt_York says:
Self: A first generation transporter.........please let all my molecules be where they're supposed to be.

CSO_Lt_York says:
::brings up his tricorder:: CMO: doctor.

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::moves towards the bodies cautiously, taking out his tricorder:: CSO: I am coming

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::stands near the forms, rifle at the ready::

Host Hortag says:
ACTION: One of the Ferengi's eyes flutter, seeing the new arrivals

CSO_Lt_York says:
::starts scanning the Ferengi::

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::Moves her fingers gingerly, but finds them all there and working::

Host Hortag says:
ALL: After all these years... a rescue! :: his voice weak ::

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::Scans the Ferengi as well::

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::Reaches the Ferengi:: Ferengi: Remain still while I assesses your injuries

CSO_Lt_York says:
::looks around at the hold......looks like a zoo, and just as clean:: Hortag: Have you been....living here?

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
Hortag: How long have you been here?

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
Ferengi: Can you hear me? ::takes out his medkit::

Host Hortag says:
CMO: Yes, I... hear you....

Host Hortag says:
CTO: Sixteen years.....

Host Hortag says:
CTO: We... found this ship... and tried.... to salvage....

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
::Stays quiet, still having slight issues with ferengi::

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::prepares a dosage of Tri-ox:: Ferengi: And what is your name, Ferengi?

CSO_Lt_York says:
CMO: Are they stable to transport? We should have the Tal War transport them to your sickbay.

Host Hortag says:
CTO: Then, before... we could get.... back to our ship.... someone had taken it.....

Host Hortag says:
CMO: I am... Hortag, commander of the... Ferengi salvage vessel Homar.

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::grins darkly:: Hortag: Ironic.

Host Hortag says:
:: begins to be able to breath a bit easier ::

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::scans the others:: CSO: Yes, sir , seems to be oxygen deprivation

CSO_Lt_York says:
CMO: Never a good thing.....myself, I like oxygen.

CSO_Lt_York says:
CMO: Get them all to your sickbay, let's see if we can't get these....gentlemen home.

CIV_Capt_Jameson says:
Self: Oxygen is for losers...

CTO_Ens_Sek says:
::looks to the CSO:: CSO: We're taking the items as well, I assume? Unless you'd like to tractor the ship...

CMO_Ens_Rokar says:
::nods:: *Bridge*: Ro'kar to the Tal-War, lock onto my commbadge and the Ferengi and beam us to Sickbay

CSO_Lt_York says:
CTO: No, we send over a team of scientists later, these artifacts are priceless.

Host Hortag says:
ACTION: The away team beam back with their guests, and the Tal begins its journey to the nearest starbase, the Vulcan ship in tow....

Host Hortag says:
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