Host Mike says:
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<resume mission>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Host CO_Weaver says:
::Mulling around the science lab, just leaving Praed to his work::

FCO_Soree says:
::Tries to imagine how old he'll be going to Cestus at impulse::

OPS-Kenzia says:
::keeps continuous watch on the readings of the masses of nanoprobes::

CSO_Praed says:
::Transmits a message to the nanoprobes using binary, saying, "who do you need help from"::

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
::waiting on the bridge, continuing his work and waiting for the missing questionnaires to come in::

MO_Brooks says:
::Sitting in sickbay, watching as repair crews repair sickbay's forcefields::

Host CO_Weaver says:
::Quietly, steps aside::  *Bridge*  Any word on whether we can go to warp yet?

FCO_Soree says:
*CO* Negative skipper.

FCO_Soree says:
*CO* I'll check with Engineering.

Host CO_Weaver says:
*FCO*  All right...may as well just bring us to a stop again.  Weaver out..

FCO_Soree says:
*Engineering* Engineering, what's the status of the WPS?

FCO_Soree says:
*CO* Aye sir, full stop.

FCO_Soree says:
::Brings Triton to a full stop... again::

Host CO_Weaver says:
::Taps his commbadge, and walks back over to the CSO::  CSO:  Did they respond yet?

Host Mike says:
ACTION: the nano-probes keep repeating help

OPS-Kenzia says:
Self: Going nowhere fast...

CSO_Praed says:
::Looks at the CO::  CO:  They are continuously repeating that they are in need of help.

Host Mike says:
<EO>::says in a shaky voice:: *FCO* Sir?

FCO_Soree says:
<CPO Joat>*FCO* No joy on the WPS sir... It'll be a while.

Host CO_Weaver says:
::Frowns a bit::  CSO:  Any indication that they may be receiving?

FCO_Soree says:
*Joat* Got it chief... keep me informed.
*EO* Belay my last.

Host Mike says:
<EO>::says in a shaky voice:: *FCO* Aye sir

MO_Brooks says:
::Satisfied everything is progressing all right, turns to her desk to do an obligatory check for messages...and to her surprise, finds one, from the counselor. Another evaluation::

FCO_Soree says:
*CO* No WPS anytime soon sir.

CSO_Praed says:
CO:  I am sure they are..  They may be too primitive to understand though.

Host CO_Weaver says:
*FCO*  Thought so.  Thank you..you have the bridge right now, I take it?

FCO_Soree says:
::Looks around:: *CO* Yes sir.

Host Mike says:
ACTION:  the nano-probes make a loud hum, sounding almost aggressive

FCO_Soree says:
OPS: Anything on your scans?

Host CO_Weaver says:
::Looks down at the nanoprobes, obviously startled::  CSO:  They didn't do that before...

OPS-Kenzia says:
FCO: None as of yet, Sir

FCO_Soree says:
OPS: Just our luck.

CSO_Praed says:
::Looks at the nanoprobes.::  Computer:  Why did the nanoprobes become aggressive in tone?

Host Mike says:
<Computer>  Unknown

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
*CSO* How's the communication with the nanoprobes?

FCO_Soree says:
::Stomach growls as he's been sitting at the helm for over 7 hours::

CSO_Praed says:
*CNS*  They are progressing...

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
*CSO* Do you need any assistance in dealing with them?

Aries_CO_Berkoqitz says:
@COM: Triton: Flagship Aries to Triton. We're sitting at Cestus with RAdm Stalker. What's your status?

FCO_Soree says:
::Drums his nails on the helm console frustrated at sitting still in space::

Dracus says:
#COMM: USS Triton: This is the Gorn Science Vessel Bromak. Come in.

CSO_Praed says:
*CNS*  Perhaps...  Maybe you should come to the main science lab.

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
*CSO* On my way.

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
::leaves the bridge::

OPS-Kenzia says:
COM: Aries: We are currently holding position awaiting repairs to warp drive systems.

FCO_Soree says:
::Turns to look at OPS as the comm's come in::

OPS-Kenzia says:
*CO* Sir the Aries has just commed us requesting our status I have given it to them.

FCO_Soree says:
Self: First we're here alone and now the galaxy wants to talk to us.

Host CO_Weaver says:
::Hesitates, distantly::  *OPS*  All right...I'm on my way up to the bridge.

FCO_Soree says:
OPS: Open a channel to that Gorn ship please.

MO_Brooks says:
::Fills out her evaluation form with little trouble, then sends it along to the Counselor and stands from her desk, little more to do here in sickbay::

OPS-Kenzia says:
COMM: Bromak: This is the triton Bromak what can we do for you

Aries_CO_Berkoqitz says:
@COM: Triton: What's your ETA with repairs?

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
TL : science labs.

Dracus says:
#COMM: Triton: This is Dracus, Captain of this vessel. We have been sent to assist you by the Gorn Council to assist you with a problem with some nanoprobes.

OPS-Kenzia says:
*CO* We have also received a call from the Gorn offering assistance with the nanoprobes.

Host CO_Weaver says:
::Staring at a console, the comm finally registers::  Self/CSO:  Oh..I guess I'd better get back.  Let me know how things go..  ::Moves slowly out 
of the lab, with a thoughtful look on his face::

FCO_Soree says:
::Hears the Gorn ship:: OPS: and they aren't even on our scans?

OPS-Kenzia says:
COMM: Bromak: Noted Bromak, our co is heading to the bridge as we speak

FCO_Soree says:
OPS: What's the ETA of the Gorn?

Host CO_Weaver says:
::Speeds up a bit, more focused now::  *OPS*  I'm on my way, should be there in a few seconds.

Host Mike says:
ACTION:  a small Gorn ship appears on sensors

CSO_Praed says:
CO:  Aye sir.  The Counselor is coming down to the lab to aid me.

OPS-Kenzia says:
::glances at the FCO:: FCO: No ETA on repair yet are there ?

FCO_Soree says:
OPS: No one's told me of one.

OPS-Kenzia says:
FCO: They just appeared on sensors, its a small ship

Dracus says:
#COMM: Triton: Acknowledged. I will be prepared to transport in five minutes to your vessel.

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
::looks for the science lab::

OPS-Kenzia says:
COMM: Aries: No ETA as of yet Aries.

Host CO_Weaver says:
::Passes by the Counselor, pauses::  CNS:  Looking for something?

FCO_Soree says:
Self: Just appeared... so that makes them 17 light years away.

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
CO : I'm going to see the CSO... maybe I can help him dealing with the nanoprobes sir.

FCO_Soree says:
Self: 5 minutes? Now that's one fast ship.

MO_Brooks says:
::Exits sickbay and walks into the nearest turbolift:: Turbolift: Bridge.

Host CO_Weaver says:
CNS:  Ah, all right.  Four doors down, on the right.

Host CO_Weaver says:
::Picks up step again for the turbolift::

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
CO : thanks sir.  ::hurries to the labs::

OPS-Kenzia says:
FCO: They must have somehow hidden themselves

FCO_Soree says:
OPS: Looks like it... run a diagnostic on the scans when you get a chance.

Host CO_Weaver says:
::Enters the 'Lift::  Turbolift:  Bridge.

OPS-Kenzia says:
::nods to the FCO::

Aries_CO_Berkoqitz says:
@COM: Triton: Is Captain Weaver available?

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
::enters the lab:: CSO : hi.

Dracus says:
#Frot: You will be in command during my absence. Inform the council that we have arrived at the Federation ship's position.

OPS-Kenzia says:
COMM: Aries: He is on his way to the bridge now.

Host CO_Weaver says:
::Enters the bridge::

Dracus says:
#<Frot> Dracus: Yes, Captain. :: hisses at the mention of the Federation ::

CSO_Praed says:
CNS:  Hello Counselor.. perhaps you can aid me in deciphering their aggressive attitude.

FCO_Soree says:
OPS: Tell the Gorn to wait for our signal before trying to transport here... and be prepared to raise shields.

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
ACTION:  the nano-probes make a low pleasant hum

Aries_CO_Berkoqitz says:
@COM: Triton: RAdm Stalker has a private communiqué for him....

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
CSO : So what happened?  The last time I heard you, you had found a way to decode their binary-I-don't-know-what-thing.

Host CO_Weaver says:
OPS:  What have we got?  ::Steps to the front of his chair and looks at the two blinking lights on its arm::

OPS-Kenzia says:
COMM: Bromak: Wait till we signal for you to come over.

Dracus says:
#Frot: Have a translator taken to the transporter room for me. Now!

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
::hears the hum::   So that's the way they communicate...?

FCO_Soree says:
CO: ::low voice:: Sir, Gorn indicates it wants to transport aboard.

OPS-Kenzia says:
CO: Gorn captains wishes to come over, be here in a minute, and the Aries has a private communication for you.

Dracus says:
#COMM: Triton: :: gives a low hiss at being told what to do :: Understood. Standing by.

CSO_Praed says:
CNS:  Well, I attempted to talk to them by binary to see from who they needed help from but they replied with an aggressive noise.

FCO_Soree says:
CO: Suggest we delay the Gorn and ask them to stand by.

Dracus says:
# :: exits the bridge and heads to his transporter room ::

Host CO_Weaver says:
::Nods::  FCO:  Very well.  I'll allow them aboard once I'm off the comm with the Aries.  ::Starts toward the ready room::  OPS:  Put that through 
to here, please? ::as the doors close behind him::

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
CSO: Are they understanding us?

FCO_Soree says:
OPS: ::nods at OPS to indicate well done::

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
CSO: Maybe they are just misinterpreting.

OPS-Kenzia says:
::reroutes Aries communication to the CO's readyroom::

FCO_Soree says:
::Holds relative position of Triton using thrusters::

CSO_Praed says:
CNS:  Perhaps.. I am not a Bynar thus binary is quite difficult to comprehend, even with the computer's help.

Host CO_Weaver says:
::Slides all of his unorganized stacks of PADDs away from the front of the computer terminal, and calls up the comm while sliding into his 
chair::

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
CSO : Maybe we could ask them to produce a tone of a given frequency if they understand us.

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
@Comm: Weaver:  Greetings Captain

FCO_Soree says:
::Notes the Captain looks quite tired::

Dracus says:
#<Frot>Dracus: We are coming up on the Federation vessel, sir.

OPS-Kenzia says:
COMM: Bromak: Bromak, the captain has informed me that you may come over as soon as he finishes with some private business, we will come you when you may come over.  Until then do not attempt to transport.

CSO_Praed says:
CNS:  I will attempt to do so now.  ::Tries to get a reading on the sound pattern frequency from the nanoprobes.::

MO_Brooks says:
::Steps out onto the bridge and stands at the now-familiar console at the back, looking over the occupants::

Dracus says:
#COMM: Triton: Understood. Bromak out.

Host CO_Weaver says:
COM: Stalker:  Admiral Stalker.  I take it you have something important for me.  ::Leans back in his chair::

FCO_Soree says:
*Joat* Get a security team to transporter room 1 for "escort" duty... got a Gorn coming aboard.

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
@Comm: Weaver:  What is the status of the research?

FCO_Soree says:
<Joat>*FCO* Aye sir.

Dracus says:
#*Frot* Bring us in a parallel position. Hold there unless otherwise instructed. We under the command of the Council. We do not want to defy them.

Host CO_Weaver says:
COM: Stalker:  So far, we've managed to determine they are some sort of biometallic organisms.  We believe they may be alive, and they've 
sent us a message in binary...though so far, attempts to communicate with them ourselves have been unsuccessful.

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
@Comm: Weaver:  Are they sentient or a form of weaponry?
 
CNS_Ez_Dey says:
::waits for the nanoprobe's reaction::

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
CSO : Do you know if they have a nervous system?

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
ACTION:  the nano-probes make a low pleasant hum

Host CO_Weaver says:
COM: Stalker:  Until we manage to communicate with them in a way they understand - or discover whether we can at all - we have no way of knowing.

CSO_Praed says:
::Raises an eyebrow.::

CSO_Praed says:
CNS:  I wish we could know what they are saying when they make sounds like that.

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
@Comm:Weaver:  Weaver, what does your gut say?

FCO_Soree says:
OPS: Odd that the Admiral went to Cestus and didn't let us know.

FCO_Soree says:
OPS: He had to pass rather close to us to get there.

OPS-Kenzia says:
FCO: I believe odd is a synonym for Admiral... but it is interesting.

Dracus says:
# :: steps to the transporter pad while picking up a small black case filled with scientific tubes and scanners ::

FCO_Soree says:
::Snorts in agreement with OPS::

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
CSO : Let's try to send them a message asking them to produce a 8192 khz sound... and let's ready something to hear them and measure the frequency with, like, 
eeeh... well, I don't know what equipment you have.

Host CO_Weaver says:
COM: Stalker:  Truthfully?  ::Sits forward again::  I think the chances are a bit higher that they are alive.  The way they transmit their 
communications code..they use tones, like they're trying to talk, almost.  ::shrugs a bit::

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
@Comm:Weaver:  Interesting,  and the Gorn ship?

Host CO_Weaver says:
COM: Stalker:  They're holding to forward.  Their captain wishes to come aboard.

CSO_Praed says:
CNS:  Your idea seems adequate.  I will attempt it now.  ::Sends a message to the nanoprobes to produce a 8192 khz sound.::

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
ACTION:  the nano-probes make a a few hums changing pitch almost melodic

CSO_Praed says:
::Raises eyebrow again::

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
@Comm: Weaver:  Deny them access till further studies have proved if sentient or not

Host CO_Weaver says:
COM: Stalker:  I don't think they'll like that.  But I do tend to agree.

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
CSO: So what does it means?  What are the measures  ::is excited::

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
@Comm: Weaver:  They obviously know something for them to travel to Federation space and offer assistance

CSO_Praed says:
::Looks at the readings.::

Dracus says:
#:: stands, hissing more and more :: Self: What is taking them Federation Starags so long!?

Host CO_Weaver says:
COM: Stalker:  It is unusual.  We spoke with a patrol ship earlier, and they seemed entirely indifferent.

Dracus says:
#<Transporter Chief> :: shudders at his Captain's impatience ::

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
@Comm: Weaver:  We will rendezvous will you shortly, till them stall them

FCO_Soree says:
<Joat> *Bridge* What's the transport status?

Host CO_Weaver says:
COM: Stalker:  Aye sir.  ETA?

FCO_Soree says:
*Joat* On hold for now.

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
@Comm: Weaver:  I will contact when we are on our way

FCO_Soree says:
*Joat* Stand ready until I get some more information.

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
ACTION:  View screen flashes a new word, NICE

Host CO_Weaver says:
COM: Stalker:  Very well.  I'd better talk with the Gorn...Weaver out.  ::Taps the button on the panel and stands from his chair::

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
CSO: They looked like they were trying to "adjust" to our demand.

FCO_Soree says:
<Joat> *FCO* Aye sir.

CSO_Praed says:
::Looks at the view screen.::  Self:  Nice?

Host CO_Weaver says:
::Returns to the bridge::  OPS:  The Gorn still waiting?

CSO_Praed says:
CNS:  Perhaps they are...  Maybe they have grown to like what I am doing?

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
ACTIONS:  sensors detect a Gorn battle cruiser entering federation space

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
CSO : Do you think they are an intelligent lifeform or that they are just running a program?

OPS-Kenzia says:
CO: For now...

CSO_Praed says:
CNS:  I'm not certain to tell you the truth.. they may be a sentient life.

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
CSO : I am still trying to figure out why they were aggressive earlier... maybe... hmmm... maybe it is the frustration of being unable to communicate.

CSO_Praed says:
CNS:  Maybe, I will send them a message that I mean them no harm.  ::Sends a message to the nanoprobes.::

FCO_Soree says:
CO: The CoB is in transporter room 1 with an "escort" sir.

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
ACTION:  View screen flashes a new word, Friend, followed by a melodic hum of several chords

Host CO_Weaver says:
OPS:  Hail the Gorn Captain...I must have a word with him.

OPS-Kenzia says:
::hails the Gorn ship::

Dracus says:
#<Frot> Dracus: Message coming in from the Federation vessel, sir.

CSO_Praed says:
Self:  Friend?  CNS:  Is it just me or are they understanding me now?

Dracus says:
#Frot: Patch it through down here. :: steps to a viewer ::

Host CO_Weaver says:
COM: Gorn:  This is Captain Weaver...my staff has informed me that you wish to board the Triton.

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
CSO : No, I guess we're communicating with them now, although their language skills seem primitive.

Dracus says:
#COMM: Triton: This is the Bromak.

Host CO_Weaver says:
    ::Thinks, "Amicable fellow..."::

Dracus says:
#COMM: Triton: That is correct, Captain. I am under orders from our High Council leader, Mural.

Dracus says:
#COMM: Triton: I am to assist you with the trouble that you are having in communicating with the nanoprobes.

Host CO_Weaver says:
COM: Dracus:  I see...then I hope you can respect the fact that I am also under orders, that no one is to beam aboard my vessel.

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
CSO:  So what's next?

CSO_Praed says:
CNS:  They seem to be infatuated with me... hmmmm...

Dracus says:
#:: hisses loudly :: COMM: Triton: You dare defy the Council!?

FCO_Soree says:
::Stomach growls again... louder::

OPS-Kenzia says:
::hand hovers over the raise shield button::

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
CSO: Maybe we could ask them why, if we are friends, they are invading our ship.

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
ACTION:  Gorn vessel closing in on Triton position

FCO_Soree says:
::Looks around shrugs and stands and stretches::

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
ACTION:  View screen flashes a new word, Life

Host CO_Weaver says:
::Glances at Soree::  COM: Dracus:  I have my orders.

CSO_Praed says:
CNS:  Good point...  ::Transmits the question to the nanoprobes.::

Dracus says:
#COMM: Triton: I suggest you try to contact your exalted Starfleet Command. I am sure this is something that Mural has confirmed with them!

CSO_Praed says:
CNS:  Perhaps they require us to survive?

FCO_Soree says:
::Looks at CO; sits at helm::

Host CO_Weaver says:
::Sighs a bit::  OPS:  Open up a channel with Admiral Stalker.  And put him on with both Dracus and myself.

FCO_Soree says:
::Checks status of WPS::

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
CSO : It may be still early, but... I feel like...  ::stops and thinks::

CSO_Praed says:
CNS:  Feel like what?

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
ACTION:  View screen flashes a new word, CO

OPS-Kenzia says:
::sends hail to admiral stalker then sets up for three way communications::

Host CO_Weaver says:
COM: Dracus:  I am contacting the Admiral who issued my orders;  if you want to speak with him to verify them, you may do so.  He ought to be 
on shortly...

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
ACTION:  Communications with the Aries are currently down

OPS-Kenzia says:
CO: I can't get through to the Aries...

CSO_Praed says:
CNS:  CO?  What does it need with the captain.

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
CSO: I feel like... it's like when some microorganisms invade you... it's like we are "hosting" them, I think.

Dracus says:
#COMM: Triton: I want to speak with someone! You obviously do not understand the grave mistake of defying the council!

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
CSO : CO ?  Eeeeh... they probably don't know about human hierarchy... they might refer to something else.

Host CO_Weaver says:
::Turns red and looks back to the viewer::  COM: Dracus:  I apologize..but the vessel the Admiral is on...uhm, well, their communications are 
down.

CSO_Praed says:
Computer:  Refer to any words or abbreviations for CO.

Dracus says:
#::exhales a silent growl ::

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
<Computer> CSO:  Commanding Officer

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
<Computer> CSO:  Close Observation

Host CO_Weaver says:
::Asserts himself again::  COM: Dracus:  However, he is currently en route to our position.  Once he arrives, you may speak with him then.  In 
the meantime, I cannot allow you to board the Triton.

CSO_Praed says:
Computer:  Anything else?

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
<Computer> CSO:  Carbon Monoxide

Dracus says:
#COMM: Triton: :: trying to remain calm :: What do you suggest we do about this?

FCO_Soree says:
::Raises left brow at the CO's declaration::

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
CSO: Since we didn't tell them anything in-between, they probably wouldn't have said "close observation", as their language skills are elementary.

CSO_Praed says:
Computer:  Halt.

Dracus says:
#:: contempt growing inside him ::

FCO_Soree says:
::Racks brain for a program he had seen once while browsing the files::

CSO_Praed says:
CNS:  We know they need oxygen to survive.. but what about carbon monoxide?  Computer:  What possible reason could these nanoprobes require carbon 
monoxide to survive?

FCO_Soree says:
::Punches commands into his console::

Host CO_Weaver says:
COM: Dracus:  I suggest you comply with our request, and await the Admiral's arrival.

Dracus says:
#COMM: Triton: Captain...:: voice lowers :: I'm sure that we can come to a rational, diplomatic solution to this. I assure you, I mean no harm to you or your vessel.

Gorn_BattleCruiser says:
$COM: Triton: Federation sssship... ssssurrender the lifeform to ussss.

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
<Computer> CSO:  Define perimeters of search

FCO_Soree says:
::Watches as the programs scroll by::

FCO_Soree says:
Self: There it is. ::stops the scroll::

CSO_Praed says:
Computer:  What is the biological/technolgical relation of Carbon Monoxide to the substance in the containment field.

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
<Computer> CSO:  Unknown

FCO_Soree says:
::Reads the parameters of the program::

OPS-Kenzia says:
::watches for CO's reaction to the comm::

CSO_Praed says:
CNS:  Perhaps if we flood the containment field with carbon monoxide gas

Dracus says:
#*Frot* Dracus: I am intercepting a signal from one of our battlecruisers. They are making demands on the Federation vessel to surrender the nanoprobes.

Host CO_Weaver says:
::Looks at the viewer, and narrows his eyes::  OPS:  What was the origin of that comm.

Dracus says:
#*Frot* Contact them! They will ruin everything!

OPS-Kenzia says:
CO: A Gorn battlecruiser...

FCO_Soree says:
OPS: Another ship got by the sensors?!

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
CSO: I would rather fill it very slowly and ask them their condition as the levels of C.O. are rising.

CNS_Ez_Dey says:
CSO: We don't want to kill them, do we?

FCO_Soree says:
CO: Shields?

Host CO_Weaver says:
::Punches a few buttons on his chair arm, calling up Yellow Alert::  COM: Dracus:  I think there is some explaining which needs to be done...

CSO_Praed says:
CNS:  Right...  Computer:  Gradually increase the CO levels inside the containment field.

Dracus says:
#COMM:: Triton: Captain, I am as much in the dark as you are....

Host RAdm_Stalker says:
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