U.S.S. Vesuvius – January 11, 2000

Kris:
<<<<<<<BEGIN ANOTHER GLORIOUS VESUVIUS MISSION>>>>>>>>

CTO_Crazi:
::checks through supplies::

TO_Kelson:
::enters TR3::

MEDXenobia:
::checks med equipment & supplies in sickbay::

TO_Kelson:
::checks weapon::

CO_Alar:
::waits in the Transporter room::

SO_Trelan:
:: checks tricorder for accuracy ::

CNS_Jalara:
::Sits in her office checking over a few personnel reports::

CTO_Crazi:
::watches as TO enters::

XOBishop:
::arrives in the TR::

CNS_Jalara:
::Notices the time and finishes up what she is doing::

FCO_Doole:
CO: May I suggest we take a Type 7Shuttlecraft as it will hold a crew complement of 8 ::enters shuttlebay 3::

SO_Trelan:
:: :: enters TR# :: CO: Good day, Captain.

CO_Alar:
::nods to Trelan:: Trelan: Ready for this?

CNS_Jalara:
::Leaves her office and heads for the transporter room::

SO_Trelan:
CO: I think so, sir.

TO_Kelson:
CTO: First mission back...training::shakes his head::

FCO_Doole:
CO: I recommend the Magma and the Pumice

MEDXenobia:
:: finishes packing supplies and heads for the transporter room::

CO_Alar:
Trelan: Just a tip- I prefer "Ma’am" to "sir."

CNS_Jalara:
CO:  Reporting for duty.

CTO_Crazi:
::goes to TO, chuckles::  I know, but it's needed to keep us sharp, better then a holodeck

SO_Trelan:
CO: Sorry, si...I mean Ma’am.

CO_Alar:
::nods to Jalara:: Jalara: Glad to see you here.

MEDXenobia:
::enters transporter room::

MEDXenobia:
CO:  med staff reporting for duty

CO_Alar:
::makes notes of arrival times on a padd::

TO_Kelson:
::checks pack::

XOBishop:
::removes a padd from one of his array of pockets and jots down a few notes::

CO_Alar:
::also notes that everyone had the foresight to wear black::

TO_Kelson:
::feels happy black is favorite color::

SO_Trelan:
CO: All tricorders are calibrated and accurate to a “T”, Ma’am.

FCO_Doole:
::goes to TR to meet up with the others::

MEDXenobia:
:: while waiting pulls out medical tricorder ::

CTO_Crazi:
CO:  What armament do you wish Captain?  I'd suggest phaser rifles, personnel force fields, and such.

CO_Alar:
::checks to see who's missing::

FCO_Doole:
CO: Sorry about that, Ma’am.

CO_Alar:
Crazi: Remember that we have to parachute...and that lends itself to travelling light.

CO_Alar:
::makes a note of Doole's arrival time:: Doole: You're just in time, Ensign.

XOBishop:
CO: I believe all are present

CTO_Crazi:
CO: yes Ma’am, I'll adjust each members supplies accordingly ::sets to work::

TO_Kelson:
CTO:  I'll handle the sonic grenades...

CO_Alar:
::glances around:: Bishop: Commander, choose your team.

CO_Alar:
Kelson: You will take what you are assigned, Ensign.

TO_Kelson:
Yes, Ma’am.

CTO_Crazi:
TO: make sure every team member has Type 1 Hand Phasers, no phaser rifles, we want to keep the load to a minimum

TO_Kelson:
CO: Yes, Ma’am

XOBishop:
::looks at his padd:: Group: Xenobia, Kelson, Doole

TO_Kelson:
CTO: Alright, Crazi.

CO_Alar:
Bishop: That means I get Crazi and Trelan.

TO_Kelson:
::hands phasers to each crewmember::

CTO_Crazi:
TO: try to keep the grenades to minimum ::chuckles::

XOBishop:
CO:Yes Ma’am

SO_Trelan:
:: takes Phaser and walks over next to CO ::

TO_Kelson:
CTO: you never know...

TO_Kelson:
::groups next to Doole and Xenobia::

CTO_Crazi:
::picks up supply packs for himself, the SO, and the CO, walks over to them::

CO_Alar:
::takes pack::

SO_Trelan:
:: Takes pack :: Thanks.

CO_Alar:
Jalara: You're on my team. Please pick up your pack.

MEDXenobia:
::nervously takes a pack ::

CTO_Crazi:
::nods, places pack on his shoulder and does a final check of the supplies, making sure they have what they need::

CTO_Crazi:
::hands a supply pack to the CNS::  CNS: you'll find your phaser in it, plus an additional spare

XOBishop:
::checks his retractable Bolian machete and slides it into its sheath::

CNS_Jalara:
::Takes her pack and looks through it::

CNS_Jalara:
::Picks up her phaser and looks it over::

CO_Alar:
::turns to the transporter chief:: Yu: Please send our departure time to the surface once the shuttle leaves the ship.

CO_Alar:
Bishop: Let's go.

SO_Trelan:
CTO: Your tricorder is set to scan within 200 meters, for tactical reasons, since we are going into the "unknown".

CTO_Crazi:
::opens his pack and examines the Bolian High Yield Pulsating Cannon, hopes to not have to use it::

CO_Alar:
::to all:: Crew: Please head for shuttle bay 2.

CTO_Crazi:
SO: noted

XOBishop:
Group:You Heard the Captain, Shuttlebay Two,  Double time

TO_Kelson:
::exits TR3::

CNS_Jalara:
::Leaves the transporter room for shuttle bay 2::

SO_Trelan:
CO: Aye, Ma’am. :: walks out of TR and heads to SB2 ::

MEDXenobia:
:leaves transporter room for shuttlebay 2 ::

CTO_Crazi:
::stays back and waits for everyone to exit, will follow behind::

FCO_Doole:
::heads for shuttlebay 2::

CO_Alar:
::heads for the shuttle bay::

TO_Kelson:
::heads for shuttle bay 2::

CTO_Crazi:
::exits the TR and heads for the shuttle bay::

CO_Alar:
:;it's not a very long walk, and she's there almost before she knows it::

XOBishop:
::heads to Shuttlebay2::

MEDXenobia:
::arrives at shuttlebay 2::

SO_Trelan:
:: enters the shuttlebay ::

CO_Alar:
::pushes ponytail back over her shoulder, and then boards the shuttle craft::

CNS_Jalara:
::Pulls her hair up into a tight bun as she follows the Captain::

SO_Trelan:
:: hops aboard the shuttle ::

CTO_Crazi:
::enters the Bay and watches the crew file in::

MEDXenobia:
::enters the shuttle::

FCO_Doole:
XO: which team is taking which shuttle?

CO_Alar:
::takes a seat in the co-pilot's chair::

XOBishop:
::takes his seat next to the hatch activator::

CTO_Crazi:
::boards the shuttle and stands next to a panel, examines the readouts::

TO_Kelson:
::enters sb2 and enters shuttle::

MEDXenobia:
::has a seat and buckles in for the ride::

XOBishop:
Doole:all in one, better target that way ::grins::

CNS_Jalara:
::Finds a seat away from everyone else::

FCO_Doole:
::boards shuttle, sits in pilot's chair::

TO_Kelson:
::takes position in rear of shuttle::

MEDXenobia:
::takes deep breath to relax::

CTO_Crazi:
::stands up allowing the others to have the seats, grips firmly onto a bar::

FCO_Doole:
CO: Ready to fly.

CO_Alar:
Doole: Then let's go.

CO_Alar:
Doole: Just a moment.

XOBishop:
CO:Suggest we only fire engines long enough for gravity to take effect

CMO:
:: runs for the shuttle bay stuffing her taj and a medial tricorder in a  sack::

CO_Alar:
Doole: Doctor Ravenprowler is en route- we need to wait for her.

CO_Alar:
Bishop: Excellent suggestion, although that will make getting into a low enough orbit for planetfall a little difficult.

CMO:
:: enters the shuttle bay and walks calmly aboard::

XOBishop:
CO:maneuvering thrusters would be enough for that

SO_Trelan:
CMO: Doctor. :: nods head ::

CO_Alar:
Bishop: All right....as you say, then.

CO_Alar:
Tigs: Doctor, I'm glad you could make it. ::smiles::

CMO:
:: sits down and straps herself in::

XOBishop:
Doole:Let's get this tritanium can off the deck

TO_Kelson (Sound - Shuttle\@Bay\@Doors.wav):

CMO:
CO:: yes sir sorry to be late sir::

CTO_Crazi:
TO: the phasers are set so they will not do any harmful damage to the other personnel on the surface, if you need to use a higher setting in an emergency have your team use their secondary phaser, it is standard issued

ShuttleTech:
*XO*  Shuttle is cleared for departure.  Er, good luck.   ::feeble wave::

FCO_Doole:
::fires up maneuvering thrusters,  and backs out of the bay, clears bay doors.

ShuttleTech:
::remembering the last bunch that came back from Benning::

TO_Kelson:
CTO: Sounds good, Crazi.

FCO_Doole:
::turns shuttle around and head for planet::

Kris:
ACTION: THE SHUTTLE LAUNCHES FROM SHUTTLEBAY TWO AND VEERS TOWARD BENNING'S ATMOSPHERIC HALO.

CTO_Crazi:
::watches panel and braces for the atmospheric contact::

CNS_Jalara:
::Quietly observes everything going on::

SO_Trelan:
:: checks chute to ensure quality packing job ::

MEDXenobia:
:: continues to deep breath...not looking forward to the jump...hates heights::

XOBishop:
Group:Final Check on equipment

CMO_Tigs:
:: carefully braids her hair and tucks it into the back her uniform, straps her taj to her ankle, and calibrates her tricorder::

TO_Kelson:
::thinks, I always hated the jumps at the Academy, too::

FCO_Doole:
::thinking that we better watch the trees when we jump::

CNS_Jalara:
::Goes through her pack one last time::

CO_Alar:
::checks over everything:: Crazi, Trelan, Tigs, Jalara:  Please make certain you are prepared.

SO_Trelan:
:: checks equipment :: CO: All set, Ma’am.

TO_Kelson:
::checks pack::

MEDXenobia:
CO:what is our ETA to the planet?

CNS_Jalara:
CO:  I am prepared.

CTO_Crazi:
::turns to the CMO::  CMO: are any of the bugs or plants down here dangerous doctor, anything we should avoid?

CMO_Tigs:
CO: Yes, Ma’am

CMO_Tigs:
CTO:: indigenous plants can always be dangerous, :: smiles evilly::

CMO_Tigs:
CTO :: there are a few poisonous snakes  and insects around I would watch my self::

CTO_Crazi:
::gives the CMO a suspicious glare::  CMO: just make sure you don't forget the med kit ::chuckles::

XOBishop:
CMO: Well So much for that garden salad I had planned ::grins::

CO_Alar:
::runs a scan of the landing area..nothing out of the ordinary::

TO_Kelson:
::breathes deeply::

SO_Trelan:
:: notices the red light, moves toward the door ::

MEDXenobia:
:: breathes deeply and prepares for the jump::

XOBishop:
::notices the jump light and stands ready at the hatch console ready to open::

CMO_Tigs:
:: thinks to day is  a good day to die::

CNS_Jalara:
::Senses the rest of the crew's anxiety::

CMO_Tigs:
:: straps on her helmet and checks her chute::

CTO_Crazi:
::recalls when he jumped of the Andorian Mountain tops, nearly 8 kilometers higher then this::

MEDXenobia:
::breathes deeply again and is glad for the darkness::

CTO_Crazi:
::finishes gearing up, and looks around making sure everyone remembered their chutes::

XOBishop:
::awaiting the command to open the hatch::

CO_Alar:
Bishop: We're in position...open it up.

CMO_Tigs:
;; humms  a Klingon battle tune::

CNS_Jalara:
Xenobia: I'm sure there is nothing to worry about.

XOBishop:
::slaps the panel::

FCO_Doole:
::thinking knowing my luck I'll get stuck hanging by my chute from a rrreeeaaalllyyy tall tree::

MEDXenobia:
Jalara:  thanks for the encouragement

CO_Alar:
CO's team: Get in line, people.

CNS_Jalara:
::Lines up in front of the hatch::

SO_Trelan:
:: feels the rush of air and temporarily closes eyes ::

XOBishop:
XO's Team:Alright out the hatch People

MEDXenobia:
::breathes deeply and JUMPS::

CTO_Crazi:
::lines up near the back, watching for any problems during the jump::

TO_Kelson:
::kisses cross around neck::YEEHAW!!!!!

CO_Alar:
::waits for Bishop's team to go, and makes certain the shuttle is on automatic pilot::

CNS_Jalara:
::Quietly observes Crazi::

XOBishop:
CO:Once your out I'll jump Sir

CO_Alar:
Bishop: Negative. Go with your team.

SO_Trelan:
:: glances at CTO :: Reminds me of morning on Bajor.

FCO_Doole:
::takes a step back, runs forward and does a swan dive out of the shuttle:: ::very dramatic::

XOBishop:
CO:Aye Sir

XOBishop:
::hops out the hatch::

MEDXenobia:
::opens chute and thinks, not bad::

CTO_Crazi:
SO: you go sky diving, or atmosphere plunging?

CO_Alar:
Crazi: You're next. Out.

CTO_Crazi:
::chuckles as he watches the crew hurdle out of the shuttle::

SO_Trelan:
CTO: A little skydiving at the Academy.

CO_Alar:
Team: Drop the conversation, people.

CTO_Crazi:
CO: yes Ma’am ::clings to the side and pushes off, curling legs up as soon as he's clear::

SO_Trelan:
:: watches CTO dive out :: Yes, Ma’am.

TO_Kelson:
::opens chute::

CTO_Crazi:
::opens eyes and looks out from under his helmet::

MEDXenobia:
::lands on a soft patch of grass type plants::

XOBishop:
::braces for the auto parachute deployment::

SO_Trelan:
:: follows CTO out the door ::

CMO_Tigs:
:: bails out screaming Tally HO  TUL paq:

CNS_Jalara:
::Steps out of the hatch::

CO_Alar:
::glances back at the control panel, and after she's certain it's all right, she steps out of the shuttle and into the night::

CNS_Jalara:
::Counts to herself before opening her parachute::

TO_Kelson:
::lands in nice, soft prehensile bush::

CTO_Crazi:
::watches as the crew plummets to the surface, readies to open his chute::

SO_Trelan:
:: descends swiftly, then opens chute, jerking body upwards ::

CO_Alar:
::doesn't particularly enjoy free-fall, and prepares to deploy the parachute::

CMO_Tigs:
:: turns twelve somersaults in a row and then dives head first toward the surface waiting till the last possible moment to pull the cord::

FCO_Doole:
::spirals in freefall, turns around so I'm feet first, and deploys chute::

CTO_Crazi:
::aims for a patch of high grass and deploys his chute::

CO_Alar:
::pulls the ripcord and feels the decent slowed once she adjusts to the updraft::

XOBishop:
*Group*: Alright enough with the acrobatics we're professionals people, save it for the holodeck

MEDXenobia:
::takes out a hypo::

TO_Kelson:
::takes out hand blade and cuts self free::

CMO_Tigs:
:: lands with expertise and unhooks from her chute::

XOBishop:
::touches down softly and stashes his chute in the bushes::

SO_Trelan:
:: rolls when he hits the ground, pulls chute in ::

MEDXenobia:
XO: have a skin darkening hypo ready if you wish me to administer it.  It will take a moment to darken the skin.

CTO_Crazi:
::lands on the surface and continues running to minimize the impact::

CO_Alar:
::lands far sooner than she had expected to, and detaches herself from the chute once she's on her feet again::

CO_Alar:
@::calls softly:: My team, report.

SO_Trelan:
:: unhooks chute ::

CNS_Jalara has left the conversation

XOBishop:
MO: ::exposes neck:: I’m good for camo, less likely to end up your patient again

SO_Trelan:
@CO: SO, ready for action, Ma’am.

CTO_Crazi:
::detaches his chute and rolls on the ground when it comes loose, immediately stands back up::

CMO_Tigs:
@CO ::CMO Tigs aye Ma’am::

MEDXenobia:
XO: yes sir

XOBishop:
$Beta Team: Report

TO_Kelson:
$::secures area around team::

CMO_Tigs:
:: gets out her hand phaser and her tricorder::

CO_Alar:
@Crazi, Jalara: Report.

CTO_Crazi:
@::retrieves tricorder and scans the surrounding area::

TO_Kelson:
$ XO: have secured area, sir.

MEDXenobia:
::places hypo back in pack and takes out tricorder::

FCO_Doole:
::lands on wrist as I touch down on the ground:: AAAHHH, my wrist! ::shakes off pain:: Well, at least I didn't end up in a tree.

CNS_Jalara:
@CO:  Everything's okay with me, Captain.

CO_Alar:
@Crazi: I need you to determine our position and distance to the target.

CMO_Tigs:
:: strips off her helmet and wraps it in her chute, covers her chute in the tall grass::

CO_Alar:
@Trelan: I need you to take whatever long range readings you can on the enemy. Report anything you fine.

MEDXenobia:
Doole:  are you near?  I can take a look

CTO_Crazi:
@CO: approximately 300 away

SO_Trelan:
@CO: Aye.

SO_Trelan:
@:: checks tricorder ::

MEDXenobia:
::looks at tricorder and has found location of Doole:

CO_Alar:
@Tigs and Jalara: You're with me- secure the immediate area.

FCO_Doole:
MED: I'm over here.

XOBishop:
$Doole:What Happened?

MEDXenobia:
Doole: on my way

CMO_Tigs:
@CO:: aye Ma’am

TO_Kelson:
::gets out phaser::

FCO_Doole:
XO: I landed on my wrist.

CNS_Jalara:
@CO:  Acknowledged.

MEDXenobia:
:reaches Doole and looks at wrist::

CMO_Tigs:
:: takes the flank::

SO_Trelan:
@CO: Four enemy solders patrolling the site, Ma’am.

CTO_Crazi:
@::looks around::

CO_Alar:
@::checks a tight perimeter and finds no hostiles::

CO_Alar:
@Trelan: Can you get anything from the inside?

CO_Alar:
@Crazi: Which direction?

XOBishop:
$Kelson:Scout ahead a bit but don’t go out too far

MEDXenobia:
Doole:  not bad, just a slight sprain.  ::administers hypo for pain:: there that will help

CNS_Jalara:
@::Pulls out her phaser and checks around the area::

FCO_Doole:
XO: I am sensing Jem'Hadar. No I don't know how many.

TO_Kelson:
$XO: aye, sir.

SO_Trelan:
@CO: No, Ma’am. They have heavy shielding blocking our scanners.

MEDXenobia:
::pulls out phaser::

TO_Kelson:
$::takes point and goes out 20 meters::

CO_Alar:
@Trelan: Noted.

CNS_Jalara:
@CO:  Nothing, Captain.

FCO_Doole:
::pulls out phaser::

CTO_Crazi:
@::has phaser poised to fire at any enemy::

CO_Alar:
@Crazi: You take point. The rest form up around him. I'll take the rear. Let's move.

XOBishop:
$Doole:Noted

CMO_Tigs:
@CO:: flank is clear::

CNS_Jalara:
@::Follows Crazi::

SO_Trelan:
@CO: I am reading a metal object approximately 20 meters ahead.

CTO_Crazi:
@CO: aye Ma’am ::takes the lead and continues::

TO_Kelson:
$XO: Sir, I've found a metal hatch of some sort.

XOBishop:
$Beta Team:lets go, I'll take the rear, watch for any traps the TO may miss

XOBishop:
$Kelson:can you tell what’s on the inside?

SO_Trelan:
@CO: It appears to be a hatch of some kind. :: checks readings ::

FCO_Doole:
XO: The Jem'Hadar do not know we are here yet.

CO_Alar:
@Trelan: Any energy readings?

TO_Kelson:
$XO: not yet sir

CTO_Crazi:
@::surveys the perimeter, glances at the tricorder::

XOBishop:
@CO:We've found some type of metal hatch

CMO_Tigs:
@:: continues to scan the flank::

MEDXenobia:
::checking tricorder::

CO_Alar:
@*Bishop*: Have your team check out the hatch. We will proceed to the bunker.

SO_Trelan:
:: punches keys :: @CO: None.

MEDXenobia:
XO:  there are no life signs in the immediate area

XOBishop:
$CO:Aye Sir

CO_Alar:
@Team: Move out. And quietly.

XOBishop:
$Kelson: Can you open it?

TO_Kelson:
$XO: there are no energy readings coming from in or around the hatch.  It  looks like it's been here for years.

CNS_Jalara:
@::Silently moves out::

MEDXenobia:
::still scanning for anything approaching::

FCO_Doole:
@CO: Watch yourselves, I'm sensing Jem'Hadar in the area, how many is unknown.

SO_Trelan:
:: quietly moves behind CO, continues to check tricorder readings ::

TO_Kelson:
$::tries to turn the wheel thing::

CTO_Crazi:
@::watches for the bunker to appear::

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Kris:
ACTION: THE WHEEL ON THE HATCH GRATES WITH A METALLIC GRATING AND SQUEALING SOUND...

Kris:
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