Compile#12 January 01-08(USS Rosenante) --------------------------------------------------------------------- Mission: The Gilded Man Day: 7 Stardate: 2413.11.07 Compile Summary (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Villa - CSac/Tac-LT Chance Raschen-1535) (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Villa - CIV Ios Malinae- Day 7- 1540) (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Crash Site - ACEO Lt. Steven Matrix - Day 7- 1706) (Irlix - Khoda City - Second District - The Villa - aCMO-Ens Kimiko Ichijo - Day 7 - 1745*) (Irlix - Khoda City - Second District - The Villa - AFO - Lt Cmdr T'Larah Sullivan - 1746) (Irlix - Khoda City - Second District - The Villa - Ensign Machaire Rabhartaigh - Day 7 - 1747) (Irlix, Khoda City, Second District, The Villa, Ensign sg Sanok, Day 7, 1748) (Irlix - Khoda City - Second District - The Villa - COPS Lt Tom Jackson - Day 7 - 1757) (Irlix - Khoda City - Second District - The Villa - Ensign Machaire Rabhartaigh - Day 7 - 1758) (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Villa- SO Ensign Mike Rosenbauer - Day 7- 1800) (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Villa- ACEO Lieutenant Steven Matrix - Day 7- 1801) (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Villa- aCMO - Esn Kimiko Ichijo - Day 7- 1802) (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Villa- SO Ensign Mike Rosenbauer - Day 7- 1805) (Irlix- Khoda City - Second District - The Villa - ACEO Ensign Eian O'Neill - Day 7 - 1806) (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Villa - ACMO Ensign Sam Lopez- Day 7- 1808) (Irlix - Khoda City - Second District - The Villa - ACEO Ensign Eian O'Neill - Day 7 - 1809*) (Irlix- Khoda City- Third District the villa - ACMO Ensign Sam Lopez-Day 7- 1811) ===================================================================== Mission: The Gilded Man Day: 8 Stardate: 2413.11.08 Compile Summary (USS Rosenante- Ready Room - CO, Captain Ahmed Ibn Salid, Day 8 - 0300) (USS Rosenante- Trade Winds Lounge – Club Manager- T’Lela - 0910) (USS Rosenante- Trade Winds-Lounge Manager-CIV T’Lela-0925) (USS Rosenante- Ready room - CO, Captain Ahmed Ibn Salid, Day 8 - 0930) (USS Rosenante- Bridge - CO, Captain Ahmed Ibn Salid, Day 8 - 1000) (Irlix, Khoda City, Second District, The Villa, Ensign sg Sanok, Day 8, 1101) (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Villa – aCMO- Ens Kimiko Ichijo - Day 8- 1103) (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Villa - CIV Ios Malinae- Day 8- 1105) (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Villa - AFO Lt Cmdr T'Larah Sullivan - 1108) (USS Rosenante- Bridge - CO, Captain Ahmed Ibn Salid, Day 8 - 1500) (USS Rosenante- Sickbay - ACSO, Louis Remey - 1501) (USS Rosenante- Observation Lounge - ACSO, Louis Remey - 1555) (USS Rosenante- Observation Lounge - ACMO Ensign Sam Lopez-day 8- 1556) (USS Rosenante- Observation Lounge - aCMO - Ens Kimiko Ichijo - 1557) ---------------------------------------------------------------------- (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Villa - CSac/Tac-LT Chance Raschen-1535) Nodding his head in acknowledgment of her answer, Chance simply and quietly explained "I have a slight problem Ios. Some of the information you have told me was not on the PADD; much of it is too detailed to be 'second hand' as you indicated; you describe procedures and the facility as if you have been there; and I am simply an untrusting soul. Now tell me; who do you and your friends work for?" This confused her a little, since she had already told them that she was a worker at the facility. "I don't understand." she said, "What do you mean my friends? Revala?" "Yes, her." Chance simply said as he leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he interlaced his fingers together. "She's an archaeologist, as I said." Ios explained, "I work for the Government, or I did anyway. I'm a senior data clerk at the facility. I used to be the Mater of the Archives there, but politics...." Canting his head suddenly to one side "Don't hold back, tell me about the politics." She sighed, "Politics have a way of working against half-Mols even when they are more than adequately qualified for the position. And I don't recall indicating that any of what I said was second hand information. I already told your friends about me and where I work. I don't have any classified access to information outside the facility, no one does, except maybe the facility commander and the highest levels of the Union Government. I am not one of those to be certain." She replied. After taking a deep breath and releasing it, "Let me tell you something to help put you at ease," he started saying "First, let me explain that I have no love for politicians; I have no patients for politics; and I hate racist bigots of ALL colors. "As for the 'Second Hand Information' comment; you said, and I quote 'I've been told that there are detectors scattered through out that area to keep anyone from approaching the facility on foot or by ground vehicle. They don't arrest you if you breach the area. They just shoot on sight. There are no roads not that I know of anyway.' unquote. "Just so you know; I'm not overly concerned with my own well being, but I am excessively concerned with the lives and safety of the other Federation members in this system. Need I say more on that subject?" (Reply Ios) "Now is there anything else whatsoever that you can think of to tell me about the daily routine of the facility? Chow, mail system, shipping and receiving of supplies and equipment, roadways, access to the archives, anything no matter how mundane will be useful." (Reply Ios) (Reply Ios) posted by Charlie --------------------------------------------------------------------- (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Villa - CIV Ios Malinae- Day 7- 1540) As for the 'Second Hand Information' comment; you said, and I quote 'I've been told that there are detectors scattered through out that area to keep anyone from approaching the facility on foot or by ground vehicle. They don't arrest you if you breach the area. They just shoot on sight. There are no roads not that I know of anyway.' unquote." "Oh, now I understand what you mean. She said. "About second hand information." "I used to be pretty high up in the administration of the Facilities Leadership." She explained. "When I said I've been told, I meant told by a security officer at a briefing. I phrased it that way, because I haven't actually witnessed these countermeasures personally, and it has been a couple of years since that meeting took place, so something may have changed. Does that help any?" "Just so you know; I'm not overly concerned with my own well being, but I am excessively concerned with the lives and safety of the other Federation members in this system. Need I say more on that subject?" Charlie explained. Ios shook her head before answering, "No. I understand you Charlie. I Have just as much concern for the lives and well being of my people as you do yours which is why I protested shutting everything down earlier. But I unlike some in our government understand the difference between doing what's necessary because you have to and doing what you think is necessary because it fits a personal agenda." "Kidnapping anyone, especially someone that has done you no harm just so you can torture them and steal their technology isn't necessary, it's wrong. I think it's my duty to put a stop to that sort of behavior if I can, don't you?" He didn't answer her, instead she could tell that they had the same opinion of the situation through the way he squared his shoulders as he continued. "Now is there anything else whatsoever that you can think of to tell me about the daily routine of the facility? Chow, mail system, shipping and receiving of supplies and equipment, roadways, access to the archives, anything no matter how mundane will be useful." She looked at him oddly for a moment. "I don't know what chow is?" she said the end of her sentence showing some question. (reply Chance) "Oh meal times. " She said pinkening slightly. "I suppose that the security people have some sort of set schedule, but I don't know it. Most of the scientists and other workers just take lunch when they feel like it. " "As for Mail, I assume you mean messaging?" (reply chance) "That's all handled electronically. There's no physical mail." She replied, and then continued by answering the next part of his question, "Most materials that are needed for the research is reproduced on site. There's a replication division whose sole job is to do just that. For the things that we can not replicate, they are scheduled by the facility Logistics office. I don't think there's a regular schedule, although I could be wrong on that." "As I said earlier, there are no roads that I know of. As for access to the archives. I can get us in any time. I know the codes." She tapped the side of her head to show what she meant, but they are just informational access now. Nothing like what I used to have." (reply Chance) Daniel Greene --------------------------------------------------------------------- (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Crash Site - ACEO Lt. Steven Matrix - Day 7- 1706) Matrix was nearly finished hashing through the broken mesh of wires and consoles and had managed to get the feedback initiated and engaged. The rescue seemed to be going at a snails pace. ~Set!~ "Set!" Shouted Matrix. Rosenbauer gave and anxious order..."Sam, Steve. We have to go, Reinforcements are a few kilometers out and approaching fast. We need to be gone before they arrive." As Matrix exited the runabout he nearly tripped over the mess of debris around the area. The pain in his left shoulder reminded him that he wasn't out of danger yet. "Countdown has started...clear the area...move move!!!" shouted Matrix. (Reply any, none) (Posted by Steve) --------------------------------------------------------------------- (Irlix - Khoda City - Second District - The Villa - aCMO-Ens Kimiko Ichijo - Day 7 - 1746) "If we are seeking excuses, being forcefully removed from the sky would be adequate; however, I did want to see you" Machaire lifted his left eyebrow and stepped towards the pallet. He adjusted the shirt a bit as he had the height but lacked the bulk of its previous owner. "Sasuil? Merely adequate? Your standards seem to be set on the stratospheres, which probably means same standards are applied to your work. Good, my previous doctor seemed to find wiping the scalpel to a sleeve to be the ultimate in sterilizing." "How is the leg" Kimiko inquired "were the any other injuries that are bothering you?" "My legs are feeling weak but seem to be fine enough but my left arm feels tensed, it might be due a bent pin in the radius. The feeling is similar to the time my arm was pinned by a container and the pin was forcibly twisted." Machaire rotated his arm to locate the exact spot and pointed it to the doctor. It had no discoloration nor other marks. Kimiko ran her hands along the arm and noticed a knot. "I do not believe a pin has actually bent, but it appears that muscle has been slightly twisted with the aid of pin" Kimiko stated while working the muscle "That is, of course, on of the hazards of this particular surgical technique; however, a couple of minutes in the right hands and ...." The doctor gave one swipe with her thumb and felt the muscle fall into place "blossom in spring, how does that feel?" (Reply Rabhartaigh) " Thank you for the offer but we should return to that on a better time, there are many things in need of renovations in my body which are not time critical. The Cardassion surgery might be crude but it is surprisingly functional. Must be all that emphasis on military that advances such research. But the shoulder joint on my right side could be due for replacement, it is much older than the rest and somewhat weightier too. " Rabhartaigh rotated the shoulder and winced "Thirty years ago the CCF medical technology was sub-par but getting a distruptor blast to ones shoulder through a bulkhead made a number on it, it was like a marog. All jiggly and jellylike, so even sub-par was superior. And would not mind getting rid of the scar tissue at the sides of my mouth. It has been hardening and affecting my pronunciation a bit, I am starting to sound like a bomanta, you know, a Scot." "I see, well I believe we could come up with something a little more comfortable then steel" Kimiko stated "and I would be doing the procedures shipboard, at your convenience" Kimiko saw the lanky ensign turned away from the hypo. ~I guess I would be a little gun-shy around physicians myself, if I had had as many procedures as he.~ the doctor thought "Okay, now pigmentation will take about 10 minutes to take hold, about the same time to solidly affix you 'horns' If you develop a rash, burn, substantial itching, color-tinged vision or any other symptoms, regardless of how inconsequential, let me know, did you have any questions for me?" Machaire pondered a moment. " Yes, would you have eyedrops in your kit? Those oily type, I do not know what those are called in the fleet but those nearly eliminate the blinking reflex while keeping the eyes moist. I really miss those drops but at the suggestion of academy councillor I stopped using them. He was telling that me not blinking made people nervous but the constant flicker of my eyes is driving me ar buile, totally crazy." He rubbed his eyes a bit as an emphasis. "Blinking is an important function for the eye, not only to moisten the eye and I would rather not proscribe you something to remove it for prolonged periods, but I think I can produce drops of a more heartier substance" The Doctor replied "I should be able to replicate some in a hour" (Reply Rabhartaigh) (Posted by Jack) --------------------------------------------------------------------- (Irlix - Khoda City - Second District - The Villa - AFO - Lt Cmdr T'Larah Sullivan - 1746) Ensign Sanok walked in the room to report in after the mission. He began with Vulcan efficiency, getting straight to the point. "The officers asked to see my papers," said Sanok. "I knew that if they called in my identification, they would discover that the ID was not legitimate. I had to incapacitate the officers, one by a nerve pinch, the other with a phaser stun. I made sure I was not being followed before returning here. "Since I was stopped just up the road from this villa, the police may canvas this neighborhood. It may be prudent for us to leave this place, or at least find a way to not be discovered here if the police do come," he finished. "If you are sure you were not followed. Then there is very little distinguishing this house from the neighbors. I've been reviewing Irlixian law, thanks to some of the data our team has retrieved, and if they follow their own laws they are required to have a warrant from the district magistrate, or evidence beyond a reasonable doubt that a capital crime is being committed. It will take some time to get a proper warrant." (Reply Sanok) "Secondly, we will need a place to go. I refuse to leave a defensible position with out at least a direction of travel. We will allow Charlie maximum time to accomplish the task he has been appointed. I am confident that he has a route or two figured out but I wanted all the possibilities mapped out." she explained. (Reply Sanok) "Mister Sanok, I appreciate your candor. I think that making our position less visible to the populace is a good idea. If you and Mike can work on spreading the word about light, noise and litter discipline. No conversations above a whisper in any room on an outer wall. No white lights outside after twilight. If lights must be used a red or blue filtered lens will be applied if lights must be used. Check with one of the Doctors and see if there is a particular spectrum of light that is visible to us and not the Irlixians, then filter night lenses with that. If you have any questions, Mike is your subject matter expert. He is Ranger qualified and I would be surprised if he hasn't already started some of the measures we discussed." (Reply Sanok) "Any further questions for me?" she asked. (Reply Sanok, room for more) Once it was concluded. Mister Sanok you have your orders, you are dismissed. (Reply Sanok) (Posted by Todd) --------------------------------------------------------------------- (Irlix - Khoda City - Second District - The Villa - Ensign Machaire Rabhartaigh - Day 7 - 1747) Machaire thanked of the muscle manipulation and waited for the treatment to end. He scratched the outer edge of his right eye with his fingertip and pushed hairs behind his ear. Then he touched his new horns and memorised the extend of them. Facial dimensions had been altered and knowing those would be the difference between a horned man and merely man with horns. "A blink is also the time unit between life and death, that fragment of time where issues of grandest importance reside, be they solutions, problems or transitions." He took one of the medical tools from the tray and rotated it rapidly between his thumb and forefinger. His fingers worked fast to allow the tool to rotate and even increase the rotational speed. "Ups!" The tool spun out of control and fell, spinning end over end as it fell. Machaire snatched it from air before it reached too high a velocity to be caught easily. " Blink. ", he said as he put the tool back. " A lifetime in an instant. I rather not lose any more of those, if possible. But alas, might be time for me to go and see if I can be of any use." --------------------------------------------------------------------- (Irlix, Khoda City, Second District, The Villa, Ensign sg Sanok, Day 7, 1748) Sullivan said, "If you are sure you were not followed, then there is very little distinguishing this house from the neighbors'. I've been reviewing Irlixian law, thanks to some of the data our team has retrieved, and if they follow their own laws, they are required to have a warrant from the district magistrate, or evidence beyond a reasonable doubt that a capital crime is being committed. It will take some time to get a proper warrant." "Indeed. If they follow their own laws," said Sanok. At this point, there was little reason to think they would not. As of right now, the encounter with the police would be filed as a bad encounter with a suspected criminal. It would take time for all the pieces to be put together by an agency high enough to have all the information. It was reasonable to expect they would be safe in the villa for the time being. Sullivan added that she was not yet willing to leave, as they didn't have anywhere else to go. She then concluded her orders by telling him to go to the others to make sure proper field protocols were being followed. It would be foolish to give themselves away because of a silly mistake that could easily have been prevented. "Acknowledged," said Sanok. "Any further questions for me?" said Sullivan. "No, Sullivan," said Sanok, following the one-name order that had been given. After being dismissed, he began to carry out his orders. (reply Sullivan iyw, any) (posted by Bob) --------------------------------------------------------------------- (Irlix - Khoda City - Second District - The Villa - COPS Lt Tom Jackson - Day 7 - 1757) Tom went over and introduced himself to the two new arrivals. Each seemed young to Jackson. One of them was named Eian O'Neil and the other Machaire Rabhartaigh. Tom asked each what their computer skills were. O'Neil was apparently more outgoing replied first. "I wouldn't call myself a whiz, but I know a bit about computers. I'm more of a mechanical person than an electronics person, but I can do basic hook-ups, hacking, and any hardware repair you mght need." "Excellent. Thank you Eian". Rabhartaigh spoke next and said he too had some computer skills. "Don't down play your skills Machaire. We are not sure quite what to expect" Tom added. (reply: Machaire) Tom turned back to tthe multitude of problems he faced. (reply: Any) (posted by: Bill) --------------------------------------------------------------------- (Irlix - Khoda City - Second District - The Villa - Ensign Machaire Rabhartaigh - Day 7 - 1758) "Don't down play your skills Machaire. We are not sure quite what to expect" Machaire's brow furrowed as he struggled to find the right words, words which would summarise his abilities in a way that would let him avoid the details of his past. "My skills are more suited for data analysis used for indirect social mechanics. Given little time, I can tell you which soda is the next favourite, where the main transportation lines lie. In short, my expertise lies in how to alter the vectors of analysed data, to affect the outcome in set time scale." He felt a need to elucidate on a specific point. A point of personal preference which he had adopted after starting his life as an expatriate. "Ta eagla orm go, I fight from the office. Field work is young man's game, which I left behind be as I crossed the border of CCF and Cardassia. I rather not see the blood which I might spill." Machaire quickly continued as he feared his point might be all too revealing. He slapped his hands together and rubbed then vigorously. "But give me access to data and tell me how you want its trend to be altered and then we might be in business." (Reply Ens Kimiko Ichijo, Lt Tom Jackson, any) (Posted by Kateb Nadel) --------------------------------------------------------------------- (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Villa- SO Ensign Mike Rosenbauer - Day 7- 1800) Mike was preparing to leave, when the aCMO grabbed his attention. "If you see Lieutenant Matrix, before I do, would you please let him know that I would like to examine that shoulder" she said. "Aye. I'll do that." Mike said with a nod. "Thank you" Kimiko replied. "Any time Doctor." Mike turned then and left the other officers to their business while he went in search of the errant Lieutenant Matrix. He found him a few minutes later. "Excuse me, Sir," Mike said once he had reached the man. "Doctor Ichijo sent me to tell you that she'd really like to take a look at that shoulder. It seemed like one of those requests that was more like an order." (reply Matrix) Daniel Greene --------------------------------------------------------------------- (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Villa- ACEO Lieutenant Steven Matrix - Day 7- 1801) Sitting on the ground with is back against a dusty wall Matrix was exhausted. The past few days and indeed the past few hours were extremely tiring. As the Lieutenant took a few moments to relax the pain in his left shoulder made itself present yet again. Matrix raised his head as he moved his right hand into the inside of his shirt onto the left shoulder and pressed down. Again he could feel the blood run down the inside of his chest. The makeshift bandage was soaked beyond its usefulness. The bottom of his shirt and the top of his pants were visibly red with blood. As he looked up Ensign Rosenbauer spoke, "Excuse me, Sir," Doctor Ichijo sent me to tell you that she'd really like to take a look at that shoulder. It seemed like one of those requests that was more like an order." Matrix smiled at the Ensign, "Thank you. I think its about time I do just that. Thank you Ensign." replied Matrix. (Reply Rosenbauer, IYW) Matrix slowly stood up, braced himself against the wall and walked a short distance in the direction the Ensign came from. It wasn't long before he stumbled across Doctor Ichijo. "Ah Doctor, I was told you wanted to see me?" said Matrix. (Reply Ichijo) Matrix mustered a tired smile at the doctor and started to pull off his shirt so she could get a better look at the injury. "Doc, I have to say...I'm not feeling..." Matrix collapsed to his knees. "Yup...not doing well doc." said Matrix as he lost unconsciousness. (Reply Ichijo, any) (Posted by Steve) --------------------------------------------------------------------- (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Villa- aCMO - Esn Kimiko Ichijo - Day 7- 1802) The doctor was straightening her tools when Matrix appeared in the doorway. The Lieutenant looked exhausted and the were lines around his eyes that spoke of more then just pain. "Ah Doctor, I was told you wanted to see me?" said Matrix. "umm, yes Lieutenant, I was under the impression that you were injured when leaving the hotel. Unfortunately our new arrivals delayed my being able to take a look at your injury, for that I am sorry." The doctor motioned to the pallet and stated " If you would like to remove your shirt and lay down, we can get this tended to immediately" Matrix mustered a tired smile at the doctor and started to pull off his shirt. "Doc, I have to say...I'm not feeling..." Matrix collapsed to his knees. "Yup...not doing well doc." said Matrix as he lost unconsciousness. Kimko lunged at the man as he fell to the ground. Kimiko stated as she ripped open his shirt "Damn it, Lieutenant, what the hell were you thinking, waiting until you were in such a state to see me." "I need some help in here" Kimiko shouted (Reply any) Kimiko stripped away the shirt and makeshift bandage while muttering under her breath. The doctor used gauze to wipe away the blood to see how extensive the injury was. There twelve centimeter laceration with first the second degree burns around the injury. It looked like there were on two or three bleeders which were quickly handled with cauterization. She looked up to see an officer in the doorway. (Reply any) "I need a hand getting the Lieutenant on the dining room table, I've stopped the major bleeding, bu he is going to need work on his shoulder" The doctor stated. "I don't want to put any pressure on his torso, so we are going to need a litter" (Reply any) (Posted by Jack) --------------------------------------------------------------------- (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Villa- SO Ensign Mike Rosenbauer- Day 7- 1805) Mike hadn't left Matrix for very long before he heard a shout coming from the room that the medical team had commandeered for their use. "I need some help in here" came the urgent shout and mike, immediately turned on his heels and headed for the door. What he saw there was Matrix, collapsed at the doctor's feet, who in turn was attempting to perform some sort of minor surgery. "Doctor?" Mike asked. "I need a hand getting the Lieutenant on the dining room table, I've stopped the major bleeding, but he is going to need work on his shoulder" she stated evenly. Mike started into the room but the doctor added something very important. "I don't want to put any pressure on his torso, so we are going to need a litter" Mike nodded and turned back to the room. He spotted a few of the officers lingering there, and so started calling them by name and giving them orders. "Jackson. I need the Dining room table cleared if it isn't already, quickly." He called and then followed with, "Sanok, bring a heavy sheet or blanket, we need to make a field litter. Rabhartaigh and O'Neill, I'll need you to help move Lieutenant Matrix. Lopez, you're needed in here to assist doctor Ichijo." Mike turned back towards the Doctor, still working on Matrix. "Things are in motion doctor." He said. (reply Lopez, Rabhartaigh, O'Neill, Sanok, Jackson, Ichijo) Daniel Greene --------------------------------------------------------------------- (Irlix- Khoda City - Second District - The Villa - ACEO Ensign Eian O'Neill - Day 7 - 1806) Eian had just replicated some correctly-sized clothes for himself and had put them on when he heard a bit of commotion in the other room. When he walked over, he saw several people gathered around the officer called Matrix. Doctor Ichijo was working on his shoulder, which appeared to have bled quite a lot but was now under control. "Jackson, I need the Dining room table cleared if it isn't already, quickly," Mike ordered. "Sanok, bring a heavy sheet or blanket, we need to make a field littler. Rabhartaigh and O'Neill, I'll need you to help move Lieutenant Matrix. Lopez, you're needed in here to assist doctor Ichijo." "Yes, Sir," Eian answered quickly and clapped Rabhartaigh on the shoulder as they hurried over to the collapsed officer. (reply any) After the field litter was constructed and they got Matrix onto it, Eian did his part to help lift the Lieutenant onto the cleaned-off dining room table. Eian stood back while he watched the doctor work, knowing he was out of his element and if further help from him was needed, it would be requested. He made sure to stand where the doctor could see him so that if she did need his help, she could easily see he was still available. (reply any, none) (posted by Morgan G) --------------------------------------------------------------------- (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Villa - ACMO Ensign Sam Lopez- Day 7- 1808) "Jackson. I need the Dining room table cleared if it isn't already, quickly." He called and then followed with, "Sanok, bring a heavy sheet or blanket, we need to make a field litter. Rabhartaigh and O'Neill, I'll need you to help move Lieutenant Matrix. Lopez, you're needed in here to assist doctor Ichijo." Sam was up on his feet at once and directly heading for the room as fast as possible.The first thing Sam saw was the form of a unconcience matrix on the floor with the CMO tending him.This was going to have to be a fast surgery to save his life. Sam went to the patient right away and starting looking at the wounds.They were mostly localized in the upper part of the body.This body had to be moved to a proper area for treatment and fast. At that moment the sort of stretcher was brought in an carried matrix to the dining room table.It was now time to work and to work as fast and focused as Sam could be.Then the operation started with Sam along for the life saving work. (Reply by any) (posted by shawn) --------------------------------------------------------------------- (Irlix - Khoda City - Second District - The Villa - ACEO Ensign Eian O'Neill - Day 7 - 1808) Eian watched Doctor Ichijo work on Matrix, fascinated by the emergency surgery. Like weapons and starships, the human body was composed of moving parts and the art of repairing them fell into the category of 'problem-solving' in Eian's book. He had a strong stomach and didn't mind looking at blood and guts, and for a short while had considered a career in medicine. But he had discovered after a few holodeck lessons that he didn't have the patience to learn all the medical terms. Also, with machines one could usually predict what would happen given a set of conditions, but the human body was still something of a mystery when it came to its capacity for surprising even the most advanced medical societies. "Ensign...O'Neill, is it?" Ichijo asked him, pulling his attention away from Matrix's injury and focusing him on her. "Yes, that's right," he answered. "What can I do?" "Would you please sanitize your hand and arms up to your elbows and replicate five Jacobson stents of each size E though..." Kimiko looked at the injury "...R" "I'll get right on it," Eian answered immediately, and went to sanitize his hands and arms. Then he went straight to the replicator and began the replication. "Thank you" The doctor replied, almost as a afterthought "There will only be a selection of four different sizes total." "Got it!" Eian called from the other replicator. A moment later, he brought the stents to the doctor. "Is this what you needed?" (reply Kimiko) (posted by Morgan G) --------------------------------------------------------------------- (Irlix- Khoda City- Third District the villa - ACMO Ensign Sam Lopez-Day 7- 1811) "Lopez, I need a bag of saline and a size four needle" Kimiko stated "We need to restore some of his volume and I doubt that the basic replicator can help with complex biomass" The doctor started to debride the injury, she looked at Lopez "After the IV is started, would you please address the burn at the small of the back, Please" Sam was set in motion going to get what was asked of him as fast as he could.He injected the needle to the right place.Then Sam looked at the burn at the back of this most unexpected patient. It seemed to be a somewhat minor injury that was not at all life threatening at all.That was a relief for Sam and would only require some work from the doctor.Sam did the best he could and was able to stable the wound for now and it would last.~Now the worst was over and recovery could now begin.~ (Reply by any) (posted by shawn) ===================================================================== (USS Rosenante- Ready Room - CO, Captain Ahmed Ibn Salid, Day 8 - 0300) Ahmed stood cradling a cup of hot Turkish coffee in his hands as he stared out the windows of his ready room in contemplation. In the distance a pair of Irlixian starships using acquired Federation technology were changing their course yet again to head towards the position of the cloaked Rosenante. He almost imagined he could feel the soft thrust of the impulse engines engage yet again and slowly shift his hidden ship from their immediate course. Once again they were displacing and relocating as they had done countless times before. Behind the ships the globe of Irlix spun completely uncaring of the military ballet that was playing out nearby. Somewhere on that beautiful planet his away team was trying to rescue eight captured Starfleet officers. He turned and placed the now-empty cup on his desk and spoke aloud. "Computer begin recording captain's log." The computer chirped in acknowledgement. "Captain's Log Stardate 2413.08, USS Rosenante, Captain Salid Commanding." He began. "A little over twenty-four hours now since I dispatched the away team to the surface of Irlix. So far we have not heard anything and I am beginning to fear the worst. With the unexpected arrival of a federation runabout which was forced down on the planet before we could render aid, I can only assume that things have become even more complicated for Commander Sullivan and her team. The Irlixian starships are still ghosting us, although I do not believe that they are capable of actually catching us, as their detection method seems to be too primitive to give them the most recent data. Still, we're not here to fight with their military if it can be avoided." "I'm going to give them another twenty-four hours and if the situation hasn't seemed to improve, I'll have no choice but to attempt a second rescue mission, this time with the added objective of recovering my own away team. While I have full confidence in my people, There may be circumstances beyond their immediate control that is hindering their progress. We are still standing by for the signal from Sullivan that will indicate that they are ready to be recovered. If there is nothing more in this world that I hate worse, it's waiting." "End log." (reply none) Daniel Greene --------------------------------------------------------------------- (USS Rosenante- Ready Room - CO, Captain Ahmed Ibn Salid, Day 8 - 0300) Ahmed stood cradling a cup of hot Turkish coffee in his hands as he stared out the windows of his ready room in contemplation. In the distance a pair of Irlixian starships using acquired Federation technology were changing their course yet again to head towards the position of the cloaked Rosenante. He almost imagined he could feel the soft thrust of the impulse engines engage yet again and slowly shift his hidden ship from their immediate course. Once again they were displacing and relocating as they had done countless times before. Behind the ships the globe of Irlix spun completely uncaring of the military ballet that was playing out nearby. Somewhere on that beautiful planet his away team was trying to rescue eight captured Starfleet officers. He turned and placed the now-empty cup on his desk and spoke aloud. "Computer begin recording captain's log." The computer chirped in acknowledgement. "Captain's Log Stardate 2413.08, USS Rosenante, Captain Salid Commanding." He began. "A little over twenty-four hours now since I dispatched the away team to the surface of Irlix. So far we have not heard anything and I am beginning to fear the worst. With the unexpected arrival of a federation runabout which was forced down on the planet before we could render aid, I can only assume that things have become even more complicated for Commander Sullivan and her team. The Irlixian starships are still ghosting us, although I do not believe that they are capable of actually catching us, as their detection method seems to be too primitive to give them the most recent data. Still, we're not here to fight with their military if it can be avoided." "I'm going to give them another twenty-four hours and if the situation hasn't seemed to improve, I'll have no choice but to attempt a second rescue mission, this time with the added objective of recovering my own away team. While I have full confidence in my people, There may be circumstances beyond their immediate control that is hindering their progress. We are still standing by for the signal from Sullivan that will indicate that they are ready to be recovered. If there is nothing more in this world that I hate worse, it's waiting." "End log." (reply none) Daniel Greene --------------------------------------------------------------------- (USS Rosenante- Trade Winds Lounge – Club Manager- T’Lela - 0910) T’Lela had spent the last day or so working and listening to what the patrons were saying about ducking and dodging maneuvers the Rosenante was performing to stay hidden from the Irlixian vessels. Before defecting to the Federation, she had been working as an Imperial Intelligence agent aboard a mirror Rosenante. Going over to her office connected to the lounge area and sat down behind her desk. One thing she learned from her own past military experience is the ‘Need to Know’ aspect of any security clearance. So T’Lela called up the navigational tracks of the Rosenante from its current position back to the planet where Chance and the others disembarked. Then she called up the projected Nav-Tracks of the other vessels that were hunting them down, even as she sat behind that desk. As she looked at the nav-tracks on her terminal, T’Lela tapped a button on her desk “Captain Salid, I was wondering if I could speak with you in either my office or yours please.” (Reply Salid) “I have an idea that might be of help with the situation in which we find ourselves.” (Reply Salid) Posted by Charlie --------------------------------------------------------------------- (USS Rosenante- Trade Winds-Lounge Manager-CIV T’Lela-0925) “Captain Salid, I was wondering if I could speak with you in either my office or yours please.” She inquired. =^=Miss T'lela. I'd like to meet with you, but I'm afraid I'm a bit busy at the moment. May I ask what it is you need? =^= “I have an idea that might be of help with the situation in which we find ourselves. “She said as she looked over her chartwork again. =^=Alright, but it will need to be a quick meeting. Can you please come up to the Ready room? =^= “I will be up shortly sir, and thank you.” T’Lela said as she downloaded the information onto her data-padd and headed out the door. (USS Rosenante- Ready Room-Lounge Manager-CIV T’Lela-0925) Entering the bridge with a confident stride to her walk, wearing a dress that was lavender, form fitting that went down to the middle of her thighs, and the unmistakeable dragon tattoo on her face; T’Lela walked right up to the door of the Ready Room and pressed the button for the chime. (Reply Salid iyw) When the door opened, she strode straight to the Captain’s desk. The scene itself reminded her so much of her old life before she defected to the Federation from the Empire weeks, sorry, years ago. Once she stood in front of the desk, her old, imperial training kicked in and she stood there waiting for her new, yet familiar, captain open the conversation. (Reply Salid) She held the PADD out to him and began “First off, let me say that I am very familiar with ‘need to know’ and I know that I don’t need any details. That being said, If my understanding of our current situation is correct sir the basics are these; we are currently cloaked, our opposition is still able to track us down and close in on us as well, and their technology is based on the Federation’s. If all that is correct and our communications array is sending or receiving any signals whatsoever, they may be able to triangulate our position. ” (Reply Salid) Posted by Charlie --------------------------------------------------------------------- (USS Rosenante- Ready room - CO, Captain Ahmed Ibn Salid, Day 8 - 0930) The door chime sounded a few minutes later and Ahmed looked up as T'Lela passed through the doors into the ready room. He gave the Romulan woman a smile, although it was not his most endearing one. There was too much on his mind to make it too genuine. Besides, he didn't exactly trust her completely, and if he had not been over-ridden by an admiral, she wouldn't be on his ship. "Have a seat miss T'Lela. If you have something useful to contribute, I think it best we get it out in the open so we can act upon it should it be prudent." He told her as he gestured towards the chair opposite his desk. She held a PADD out to him and began "First off, let me say that I am very familiar with 'need to know' and I know that I don't need any details. That being said, If my understanding of our current situation is correct sir the basics are these; we are currently cloaked, our opposition is still able to track us down and close in on us as well, and their technology is based on the Federation's. If all that is correct and our communications array is sending or receiving any signals whatsoever, they may be able to triangulate our position. " Ahmed raised a single eyebrow. The communications array was something he hadn't considered. Of course while the ship was under cloak, outbound communications were severely curtailed and went out only with his direct authorization. But incoming data updates, say from the federation relay buoys or Memory Alpha, those could still be received. And that would make perfectly good sense. Every time just before the Irlixian ships moved, there was a pulse of subspace radio waves that proceeded the maneuver. Ahmed and the other officers had long considered that it was possibly instructions from some ground based communications array sending encrypted orders to the Irlixians. He never suspected that it was one part of three, stations using that same pulse to triangulate their position. Their long range and the sheer amount of power of that burst were limiting factors for the Irlixians, to be certain, but T'Lela's suggestion could be a distinct possibility. "Interesting Hypothesis. Is there a way to test your theory?" he asked her, "Other than completely shutting down the communications data relays that we are using to update our systems and monitor for a call from the away team?" (reply T'Lela) Daniel Greene --------------------------------------------------------------------- (USS Rosenante- Bridge - CO, Captain Ahmed Ibn Salid, Day 8 - 1000) Ahmed stepped onto the bridge with a determined gait that indicated that he had developed a plan of action. T'Lela had provided a useful piece of information as well as offering up a suggestion for neutralizing the apparent Irlixian advantage. "I have the bridge mister Xim." he declared as he slipped into the vacated seat. "Aye Captain." Xim replied as he moved to the First officer's seat. "Mister Yalix, " Ahmed called out as he regarded the Irlixian Starships on the main view screen. "I want you to prepare five stealth communications relay and key them to received data on the same data input channel as the standard federation relays. Then I want you to have them start relaying information that they receive to us on a completely different channel, tie the ship's automated data relay services to that channel once that's set up." The Efrosian nodded and set about his task as he responded to the captain's orders. It didn't take long, the Stealth relays were a left over from the civil war, a series of data transfer and interception relays designed to detect Doenitz loyalist vessels as they moved through normally strategically valueless systems. With a power supply that would operate for months at a time, they were reliable enough for basic sentry details. With their transmitters, they could be a significant threat to enemy vessels if they came upon them hoping for stealth. The fact that they also happened to possess a cloaking device made them perfect to play decoy for the Rosenante. "Adjustments ready Captain," the operations officer reported a few minutes later. "Very good. Set their course so that they diverge from our position along various vectors at differing speed. Also program them to regularly and randomly adjust their positions at irregular intervals. " "Ready sir." he reported again. "Launch all five probes." "All probes away and functioning within parameters." Nunez replied. Ahmed nodded. "Helm, alter course, positive axis three degrees, heading two-eight-zero mark three, speed full impulse." "Aye sir, Z +3, heading 280 mark 3, full impulse." Ahmed watched as the form of the closest Irlixian starship grew larger and larger on the main viewer, until he could almost make out the individual rivets. Their course and speed was designed to pass the Rosenante just above the Irlixian ship. They would be far enough away to miss their shields but just barely. The desired effect of intermingling any residual signal would be accomplished only if the probes were doing their job properly. Their success was complete as the Rosenante passed by the Irlixian vessel directly astern without any indication that they had been detected. Ahmed exhaled a lungful of air that he hadn't realized he'd been holding and issued his next series of orders. "Take us to Irlix, standard orbit, Mister Dralar. I'm tired of playing games." The Skorr officer gave a single nod and then altered the Rosenante's course. It was time to get their people back. (reply None) Daniel Greene --------------------------------------------------------------------- (Irlix, Khoda City, Second District, The Villa, Ensign sg Sanok, Day 8, 1101) After quite a first day on Irlix, things had settled down, though Sanok, from his perch outside under the cover of some trees, had noticed an increase in police activity in the area. He had been concerned there would be a canvassing of the neighborhood, but that had not happened. The team had been able to lay low, and get a good night of sleep. Now, after taking another shift outside, Sanok was in the villa, sitting in the same room as Ios, as she watched a local news report. "Finally!" shouted Ios. Sanok looked at the Irlixian woman, while the rest of the room fell silent. "We're on the news!" Ios quickly turned up the volume. Sanok listened as the female on the news broadcast gave a report of disinformation, saying the runabout that had crashed was actually an experimental, Irlixian craft. Though Vulcans did not condone lying, he understood why the government gave such a report, though it seemed Ios did not. "They lied. I don't believe that they actually lied." "Ios," said Sanok in a calm voice. "I know you are distressed at this, but your government could not tell the public about the true nature of the crash. It could cause panic, and though your nation has a technological advantage, it could cause the other nations of your world to renew efforts against your nation." The next portion of the broadcast told of a public speech that would be given by the supreme leader. There was also mention of the Starfleet officers that had been recently captured. This did not make sense to Sanok, for he could see no logic in releasing to the world that more "aliens" had been captured. Something did not seem right about that. "They lie about the crash, but they are going to announce to the world that we've captured eight aliens and are holding them as prisoners? Now that makes perfectly good sense." said Ios. Sanok began observing Ios more closely. The speech was to be later that night. The way she was looking at the screen, it seemed as though she was formulation some plan of action. "That's our chance!" she said with excitement. There was indeed a plan. Sanok shifted his gaze from Ios to Commander Sullivan. (reply Ios, any) (posted by Bob) --------------------------------------------------------------------- (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Villa – aCMO- Ens Kimiko Ichijo - Day 8- 1103) "Finally!" Ios shouted, "we're on the news!" She quickly turned up the volume. Kimiko sat at a small writing table located in a cubby-hole off of the front room, updating medical charts, she looked at the chrono ~About time for another calcium run~ The nanites were working as well as one could hope; however, it has a very annoying tendency to create bone spurs if not monitored. "Finally!" Ios shouted, "we're on the news!" She quickly turned up the volume. =^= details are sketchy at this time, but sources have indicated that the experimental shuttlecraft unexpectedly lost power while on a routine test flight. The craft crashed in this field...=^= The images on the screen shifted to a field, presently dominated by a green plastic tent, surrounded by Special Police. A deep furrow tore a ragged gash through the field, flanked by large swathes of charred ground, from fires that had started as a result of the crash. =^= Secret police have cordoned off the area after a suspected chemical leak caused several officers to collapse unexpectedly. Police have stated that the chemicals have dissipated harmlessly into the atmosphere and are not cause for concern. =^= ~Whats the use of having secret police if even the newscasters call them secert police~ The ensign thought =^=The prototype, which was completely automated, suffered a computer guidance failure just moments before the crash. No one was injured.=^= "They lied." Ios stated slightly surprised. "I don't believe that they actually lied." "Ios," said Sanok in a calm voice. "I know you are distressed at this, but your government could not tell the public about the true nature of the crash. It could cause panic, and though your nation has a technological advantage, it could cause the other nations of your world to renew efforts against your nation." =^= In other related news, the revered savior and leader of the Rhone Union will be giving a rare address later tonight at the Rhone memorial Site. A confidential source indicates that the Supreme Commander of the Union will be speaking about the presence of additional aliens that have been captured while trying to infiltrate the sovereign space of the Irlixian Solar system.=^= Kimiko cocked her head and stared and the screen =^=This information comes to us after several rumors began to circulate nearly a week ago about an alien spacecraft that was sighted heading towards the Famed Seliya facility, the national repository of Alien technology and knowledge where the remains of the Medea reside.=^= Ios' head snapped back immediately towards the viewer, her eyes wide in amazement. =^=The Supreme commander is expected to confirm the capture of eight aliens from the ship, as well as addressing a new policy towards the potential alien spies.=^= "They lie about the crash, but they are going to announce to the world that we've captured eight aliens and are holding them as prisoners?" Ios asked, "now that makes perfectly good sense." she added with a hint of sarcasm. “They have been very cognizant up to this point; I wouldn't expect idiocy at this point” The doctor replied “Perhaps, they feel if it was known that your planet has attracted serious alien attention, then the other nations would try their own contact with us. And it has the added bonus of creating a very suspicious populace who is going to be looking under every cobblestone for the alien menace.” =^=In anticipation of the address, The first for the Supreme commander in ten years, a twenty block area around the memorial building is being secured and swept for potential hazards to our beloved leader. Security checkpoints will be established around the secured area and after careful security checks citizens wishing to attend the address will be permitted to do so.=^= =^= The address is scheduled for 8 pm tonight. =^= Ios stared at the screen for a few moments. "That's our chance!" she said excitedly. “Our chance for what?” Kimiko asked (Reply any) (Posted by Jack) --------------------------------------------------------------------- (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Villa - CIV Ios Malinae- Day 8- 1105) "They have been very cognizant up to this point; I wouldn't expect idiocy at this point" The doctor replied "Perhaps, they feel if it was known that your planet has attracted serious alien attention, then the other nations would try their own contact with us. And it has the added bonus of creating a very suspicious populace who is going to be looking under every cobblestone for the alien menace." The alien doctor commented. Ios considered that for a moment, but in the back of her head an idea was forming. It might be a way to accomplish all the goals that the aliens had set out for themselves and to bring her government to bear for their actions as well as moving the planet forward at the same time. "That's our chance!" she said excitedly. "Our chance for what?" Kimiko asked. "Our chance to fulfill all your goals and to see to it that the entire planet is called on to hold their governments accountable." (reply Any) "Don't you see?" Ios stated. "Imagine what would happen if one of you made an appearance at the speech. Can you imagine the press? The ability to make accusations and to have your voice heard?" (reply Any) "You could literally explain everything and ask the people to pressure the government into returning your people to you. It would be an official contact between our peoples. One that the government wouldn't be able to hide or manipulate to their ability, because you'd be right there showing everyone that you're dealing honestly and fairly with them. And you can garner an insane amount of credibility by telling everyone exactly what happened to the shuttle." (Reply Any) Ios' excitement was rising. "They can't execute you. Not once you've appealed to the public. They can't make you disappear, and if you agreed to discuss things with the other world leaders as well, they'd have to take you seriously. If you made demands... They'd have to fulfill them wouldn't they?" (reply Any) "But all you'd have to do is show up at the speech. The media coverage there would guarantee your safety and it would get you into the same room as the Supreme Commander and then you can safely start a dialog about getting your people back. Don't you see? You won't need to break into the facility because they will GIVE you what you want. They won't have a chance otherwise." "You'd be manipulating the system to get a desired outcome." (reply Any Present) Daniel Greene --------------------------------------------------------------------- (Irlix- Khoda City- Second District - The Villa - AFO Lt Cmdr T'Larah Sullivan - 1108) "That's our chance!" Ios said excitedly. T'Larah heard her from the other room. "Our chance for what?" Kimiko asked. "Our chance to fulfill all your goals and to see to it that the entire planet is called on to hold their governments accountable." the only true Irlixian in the room explained. "Please, go on." T'Larah said. "Don't you see?" Ios stated. "Imagine what would happen if one of you made an appearance at the speech. Can you imagine the press? The ability to make accusations and to have your voice heard?" "I think I see where you are going." she said. "You could literally explain everything and ask the people to pressure the government into returning your people to you. It would be an official contact between our peoples. One that the government wouldn't be able to hide or manipulate to their ability, because you'd be right there showing everyone that you're dealing honestly and fairly with them. And you can garner an insane amount of credibility by telling everyone exactly what happened to the shuttle." Ios started explaining. "Wouldn't they simply claim we are invading? Shoot us on the spot?" T'Larah inquired. "They can't execute you. Not once you've appealed to the public. They can't make you disappear, and if you agreed to discuss things with the other world leaders as well, they'd have to take you seriously. If you made demands... They'd have to fulfill them wouldn't they?" "We would have substantial leverage in a negotiation." T'Larah agreed. "But all you'd have to do is show up at the speech. The media coverage there would guarantee your safety and it would get you into the same room as the Supreme Commander and then you can safely start a dialog about getting your people back. Don't you see? You won't need to break into the facility because they will GIVE you what you want. They won't have a chance otherwise." "You'd be manipulating the system to get a desired outcome." Ios finished. "You've given us quite an approach, however I can't authorize that kind of gambit." she stated. (Reply Ios, any) "Star Fleet regulations clearly dictate..." she began. (Reply Ios) NRPG: Perfect opportunity for a Star Trek Movie Quote here. Kudos to who ever figures it out. I'm hoping Daniel knows what I'm talking about. "...that a First Officer doesn't have that authority." she continues after being interrupted. "That authority lies squarely on the Captain's shoulders. Which means I will need to speak to the Captain." (Reply any) "Correct, that is why I need you Steve to find an already existing transmission to piggy back on so I can hail the ship." (Reply Matrix) "Sir can you hear me?" (Reply Captain Salid) "We are barely receiving you as well. We had an urgent need to contact you, sir, I'll try and be brief." T'Larah said. (Reply Salid) "Upon examining the situation on the planet I don't believe that a rescue operation such as this has the best chance of succeeding." she said. (Reply Salid) "Far from it, I don't suggest we abandon them at all. We have obtained information of the scheduled place and time of one of the national leaders' public appearance. It was suggested that we confront him in front of his gathered masses because the media coverage would advertise that their government had been unlawfully holding sentients against their will. Among other things." T'Larah explained. (Reply Salid) NRPG: Assuming that the Captain will request that the away team get ready to beam back up. "Understood, sir. Do you want us to bring our civilian consultant with us?" (Reply Salid, any) (Posted by Todd) --------------------------------------------------------------------- (USS Rosenante- Bridge - CO, Captain Ahmed Ibn Salid, Day 8 - 1500) There was no longer any reason to believe that the Irlixians could detect the Rosenante. In fact, since the alien vessels were out on the fringe of the system chasing their stealth relays, Ahmed every reason to believe that they had certainly succeeded in throwing off any chance of being detected again. The Rosenante had been in orbit now for several hours, unmolested and unworried. The captain had earlier spoken with Sullivan concerning a plan to reveal themselves to the Irlixian population in the hope of garnering political leverage enough to force the return of the federation personnel and the Bohrs. Silent preparations had been made, and Ahmed was pleased to know that when they chose to move, there would be a well-laid plan to fall back on. ~Sash would be proud.~ he thought to himself, thinking of his former captain who, although an Angosian, bred for war, was a strong advocate of diplomacy first. The away team had returned to the ship a little over an hour ago, along with a member of the native species, and had been undergoing medical treatment for the few injuries they had sustained on the planet. In addition they would be returning to their normal looks in time for the next step of the operation. "Shock and awe" Ahmed mumbled to himself. "Sorry sir?" Xim asked. "Shock and Awe Lieutenant. The idea is to shock the governments of this world into a realization that they are now a bigger part of an interstellar community and to then awe them with our aid, assistance and promises of potential continued contact." Xim looked at him for a moment before nodding. "I see sir. " he said simply before returning to his duties. Ahmed smiled and pressed the intraship communications. "Attention all hands this is your captain speaking. The following personnel are to report for a senior staff briefing at promptly 1600 hours in the observation lounge: Jackson, Lopez, Ichijo, Sullivan, Matrix, Rabhartaigh, O'Neill, Sanok, Smith, Remey and Rosenbauer. Captain out." Ahmed closed the channel and smiled. (reply Jackson, Lopez, Ichijo, Sullivan, Matrix, Rabhartaigh, O'Neill, Sanok, Smith, Remey) Daniel Greene --------------------------------------------------------------------- (USS Rosenante- Sickbay - ACSO, Louis Remey - 1501) Loius finally felt like himself again, being a horned alien with requisite pigmentation had taken quite a bit of adjustment and he was glad to be rid of the disguise. He sat up on the table and accepted his uniform as it was handed over. "Thank you doctors." He nodded at Ichijo and Lopez. "It feels good to be myself again." They had also closed the wound he had incurred on the surface. (Reply: Ichijo, Lopez iyw) He let out an explosive breath as he pressed his feet to the deck and popped off the table, he felt ten pounds lighter. The Irlixian style pants and footwear would be coming off shortly, as soon as he got to a place where he could change. The ship's intercom broke in on his departure. =^= Attention all hands this is your captain speaking. The following personnel are to report for a senior staff briefing at promptly 1600 hours in the observation lounge: Jackson, Lopez, Ichijo, Sullivan, Matrix, Rabhartaigh, O'Neill, Sanok, Smith, Remey and Rosenbauer. Captain out.=^= He whistled as it ended. "A farmer works from sun to sun ... but Star Fleet's work is never done." (Reply: Any) He had time to get changed and a quick meal before reporting to the lounge. A quiet meal in a relaxed setting to celebrate a return to the ship would have to wait until later. Right now he had to get prepared for the debriefing, that would mean getting his thoughts in order for a summary report. He hurried out of sickbay to get changed and grab that meal. His stomach was growling at the thought. (Reply: Any) (Posted by Charles) --------------------------------------------------------------------- (USS Rosenante- Observation Lounge - ACSO, Louis Remey - 1555) Louis settled into a seat at the table after laying the PADD upon it. His observations had been compiled there along with the scans he had taken of everything he could think of. Wireless, computer systems, comm channels, Irlixian dress, customs, city layout (What he had been able to scan) and technology encountered. And last but certainly not least language and bio scans. The room was already filling up with personnel and everyone seemed in good spirits after their harrowing experience. Getting hounded by planetary law enforcement was something that grated on your nerves after a while, being a fugitive and saboteur was nervous work. Still they had at least learned a good deal about this civilization in the short time they had been there. He nodded with a slight grin at each of the officers who were there and as they trickled in while waiting for the meeting to start. ~Damn it is good to be home!~ (Reply: Any) (Posted by Charles) --------------------------------------------------------------------- (USS Rosenante- Observation Lounge - ACMO Ensign Sam Lopez-day 8- 1556) Sam entered the already filling up lounge and took his regular seat as always.The meeting would most likely be a sort of debriefing and plan making meeting.This would bring the mission into the final stage. This would also be the point in which the final arrangements for the mission would be done.This would also end up seeing if our goals would all be met for this mission.The away team now had to win or it would be game over in the end. ~well I think we will advance to the next level~ (Reply by any) (posted by shawn) --------------------------------------------------------------------- (USS Rosenante- Observation Lounge - aCMO - Ens Kimiko Ichijo - 1557) Kimko walked into the lounge, padd in hand. Scannig the lounge, Kimiko realized that she was one of the last people to show up, but there as still a few minutes to go before the meeting started. The doctor made her way over to the replicators, requested a tea and walked to the table. Nodding to the other gathered officers, the ensign sat down at the table and thumbed though the padd. She hadn't had time to read though the raw data downloaded from her terminal. The CMO started trying to put the info into some legiable fashion (Reply Any) (Posted by Jack) --------------------------------------------------------------------- End Compile ---------------------------------------------------------------------