CommoLukasFyrstk: ATTENTION ON DECK
LtJG Josie Tracy: ::AA::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::AA::
Lt JG Melody: ::AA::
T L Lost: ::AA::
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet>::Leaving Tebok behind goes AA::
RomnHaas: ::AA::
Malachi Styles: ::AA::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Captain's Log, Supplemental:
CommoLukasFyrstk: The Eagle has been taken over bah a computer rpogram or 
vahrus, similar to Max.  Ahcon, the program as it calls itself,
CommoLukasFyrstk: has shut down the engines and all systems which could support 
a stable orbit.  The ship is being pulled into the planet's atmosphere
CommoLukasFyrstk: much lahke the surveyor ship we came here to rescue.
CommoLukasFyrstk: <CO>[CSCI]  Lt. Tracy.  Tell me you have an answer to this.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON> :: looking very smug on the main viewer.::
Lt JG Melody: CSci> I'm afraid I don't sir. I can hurt him but I can't get rid 
of him.
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet>::Is now in sickbay treating patients and still wondering 
what is going on on the bridge and all that sort of thing::
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>::steps out of the TL and looks up at the main viewer, 
raising her eyebrows.  Nods to the tactical officer and walks down to the 
center.::
Malachi Styles: SCI>::tries programming new pathways for the power routing.  
Keeps getting thwarted in an instant by Icon.::
Lt JG Melody: (Kait had to run to the bathroom she will be right back)
CommoLukasFyrstk: ((Ratch, Simply use CMO.))
Lt JG Melody: AMO>::Assists Ratchet::
T L Lost: <helm>::sitting in his room playing games.  Suddenly puts the game 
down, feeling something wrong::
T L Lost: <helm>::takes him just a moment to realize that the motion of the 
ship is off::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON> You can't even hirt me now, girl.  I'm wise to you.
CMO Ratchet: [Its habit, its ingrained into my brain. I keep trying to stop but 
well then I forget. sorry about that::
T L Lost: <helm>::mutters to himself:: what has that cocky Vanik done to my 
ship?
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>[co] What's going on sir?
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[AXO, OPS]  Gwen, Rommie.  See if we can launch shuttles.  
Blast them outta the shuttle bay if we have to.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[AXO] ::points tot he viewer.::  That has taken over our 
ship
LtJG Josie Tracy: MAX> ::Appears behind Icon looking like Neo from the Matrix:: 
HAve you seen this trick. ::Slams his fist into Icons chest deleting part of 
its programing.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON>::Rages as if he is in pain::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON>:: his fist forms a sledgehammer and he slams it into 
Max.::
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>[co] And WHAT is that?
Malachi Styles: SCI>[CSCI]  Can we write anything to back Max up?
LtJG Josie Tracy: MAX>::Blocks:: As you are wise to them I am wise to you.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>  It calls itself Ahcon.  It seems to be a computer 
program desahgned to protect whatever is on that planet.
T L Lost: <helm>::throws his game down on the bed and heads out to find out 
what's going on.::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> ::Smiles at Malachi:: Don't worry I have a back up. But 
even better I have weapons from Icon's own programing to use against him.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON>::Disapears frmt he viewer.:: Catch me if you can, 
imitator.
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>::Hums to herself the music from Final Fantasy VII - 
the best of the Final Fantasy games of course::
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>::nods and moves over to Rommie's station:: [ops] How 
about those shuttles?
LtJG Josie Tracy: MAX>Not a problem. Josie you got that suprise ready?
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON>:Suddenly appears in sick bay, wreaking havoc on all the 
controls.  The EMH comes on looking like a mix between Ian Resork and Icon::
LtJG Josie Tracy: MAX>::Stops off at the science station and picks up the 
weapon and sheild then follows ICON to sickbay::
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet>Wait a minute I did not activate you
RomnHaas: OPS>  Everything i-is locked down.  Teams can't even get in the 
shuttle bay, and the flight c-crew has been gassed.
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>::confused at EMH chap person::
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>[ops] What about the Eagle's Wing?
LtJG Josie Tracy: MAX>::Appears in Sickbay:: I don't belive we are done Icon. 
You will leave this ship or I will destory you.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON/EMH>::starts throwing medical equipment all over the 
place::
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>::Looks over to Melody a little confused before 
suddenly snapping, on seeing the chaos:: Computer deactivate EMH!
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON>:::Laugh echoes throughout the ship::  You cannot 
destroy me
Lt JG Melody: AMO>::Protects herself and Ratchet with a teleconetic Feild::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION::  Surprisingly the EMH disapears::
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>Err thanks lassie - brilliant and that worked. 
Excellent
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON>::Appears back on the main viewer in a knight's outfit::
LtJG Josie Tracy: MAX> ::Appears next to him hefting a sword.:: You see this?
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON>  Yes.
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>::Mutters something about not yet figuing out 
everything the previous CMO had done before her:: Seems the old chap liked to 
play about with the EMH. That one was definately faulty.
T L Lost: <helm>::walks out onto the bridge::
LtJG Josie Tracy: Max> This baby was made from an anti virus made with your 
base programing. It will destroy you.:: Jabs at Icon with it.::
RomnHaas: OPS>::TAPS THE CONCOLE::  lOCKED OUT AS WELL.
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>[ops] Manual release?
RomnHaas: OPS>::Sends teams to the Wing launch area.:: We'll know in a minute.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON>::look of surprise as the jabs actually hurt him::
LtJG Josie Tracy: Csci> Yes Icon the reason I let you into my head was to get 
the information I needed to defeat you.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON>::Swings a mallet at Max::
T L Lost: <helm>::moves over to  Rommie and Gwen:: What's going on?
LtJG Josie Tracy: MAX> ::Blockes with the shield:: Oh I she also made me a 
protection program. You can't harm me.
LtJG Josie Tracy: MAX> ::Slashes Icon with the sword::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ICON>::Smiles::  NO.  I cannot, but the damage is done.  Your 
ship is doomed.  Goodbye. ::Disappears from the screen::
LtJG Josie Tracy: MAX> Permission to take over the ship Captian?
RomnHaas: OPS>::looks at the concole, as some systems are freed up.::
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>So well normally the EMH does not act like that at 
all.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[MAX]  Oermission granted.  Do your thing.
Malachi Styles: SCI>  Where did Icon go?
LtJG Josie Tracy: MAX>::Spreads through the ships systems. Freeing up nessary 
systems and stablizing the orbit.::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> I'm trying to track him.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION::  The best Icon can be tracked is back to the 
planet.::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Looks like he went back home to protect his treasure.
LtJG Josie Tracy: MAX> Hey Tru would you like to take your seat and fly this 
thing?
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>:thinks a moment::  Gwen.  See to the restoration of all 
systems.  Josie.  You and Max make certain there are no traces of Ahcon left in 
our system
LtJG Josie Tracy: MAX> WOW!! Hey Cappy. Who is this Wisper person on the 
Pathfinder. She sounds like a hot peice of programing...
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[OPS, SCI]  Mrs. Haas and Fyrstk.  You're with me.  Gwen.  
Also have two security guards meet me in transporter room 2
Malachi Styles: SCI>::grins:  I'll tell you al about Whisper later, Max.
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>::Having returned to the treating of her patients and 
all of that sort of thing - saving the injured from the evil fate of death and 
that sort of thing::
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>[co] Where are you transporting to sir?
LtJG Josie Tracy: Csci>::Shakes her head.:: Will do sir.Ok Max. Deep systems 
search. make sure Icon hasn't left us any nasty suprises.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::Points tot he planet now on the viewscreen::  There.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[CSCI]  Josie?  Can you pinpoint a place of origin for 
Ahcon?
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>[co] Are you sure it's wise for you to go Captain?
RomnHaas: OPS>::Gets up from his station and looks quizzically at Gwen::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> ::Brings up the communications log since it's the only 
way Icon could have gotten out.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[AXO]  No, Commander, Ah'm not sure it's whase.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Here are the coordnates sir.
LtJG Josie Tracy: Csci> I would suggest you take one of the doctors with you 
also sir.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[CSCI]  Send them to the transporter room, Josie.
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>[co] You're still going, aren't you sir?
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> ::Sends them.:: Done sir. 
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::Smiles at Gwen:: Picked up on that, did ya?
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[AXO]  Ah want a scahence officer to go down with me.  
Mal's good with computers.  He's mah responsibility.
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>[co] ::grins:: Yes sir.  I'm just doing my job sir.
LtJG Josie Tracy: MAX>::Has turned into a bloodhound and is searching for any 
trace of Icon in every system.::
Malachi Styles: SCI>::beaming from ear to ear.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[AXO]  And you're doing a fahne job to boot.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Sir about my suggestion about bringing a medical person 
with you..?
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>[co] Thank you sir.  I still think it's a bad idea.  
::moves over to the center seat.::
LtJG Josie Tracy: MAX> That red headed chick in sickbay can do a force feild 
thingy.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[CSCI]  Suggestion noted, Lt.  Ah'm hoping we won't be 
there long enough to need one.
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>[co] ::Has tactical send two security officers to 
transporter room::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::Heads for the TL::
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>[co] I will have the transporter chief keep a constant 
lock on the away team.
RomnHaas: OPS>::Follows the CO and Ens Harriman takes his place at the OPS 
station::
LtJG Josie Tracy: MAX>::Makes sure the transporters are completely clean::
Malachi Styles: SCI>::Followa the CO::
T L Lost: <helm>::since the ship's back in a stable orbit, heads back to play 
with his games.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::orders the TL to transporter room 2.  Exits and enters 
the TR.  Steps directly on the pad seeing the security officers already there.::
RomnHaas: OPS>::Ditto::
Malachi Styles: SCI> ((Me too))
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>[sci] Josie, keep a lock on them.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[Tr Chief]  Emergahze.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Already planned to Gwen. ::Smiles::
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>[sci] good.  I'll knock you back down to ensign if you 
lose them.  ::grins::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION::  The team gets beamed down into a large chamber 
which looked like it hasn't seen inhabitants for decades.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: @CO>[OPS, SCI]  Fahnd Ahcon's origin.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::Slaves OPs to Sci and keeps a lock on the AT:: What if 
its not my fault? There are ways to block these things you know. ::Grins::
RomnHaas: @OPS>:Starts scanning euipment::
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>::putters about sickbay treating patients and 
cleaning things up and listening to Grumbs talks on the rules of Acquisition::
Malachi Styles: @SCI>::also scans equipment.  Comes across what looks to bea 
master computer.::
Lt JG Melody: AMO> ::look very confused at these rules Grumbs is talking 
about.::
Malachi Styles: @SCI>  I think I have it, sir.
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>::Grins at Melody:: My personal favorite is the one 
about how it never hurts to kiss up to the boss
RomnHaas: @OPS>::Also comes across a console.  Scans it with his tricorder::
Lt JG Melody: AMO> Kiss up? what does that mean?
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>[sci] Just keep that lock Lt.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> I am ever vigilant sir.
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>Be nice to to curry favor. Umm hmm sort of like 
bribing I suppose in a way
Lt JG Melody: AMO> I'd rather kiss Mal myself.
CommoLukasFyrstk: @CO>::Walks over to Malachi::  Be careful, son.  Be very 
careful.
RomnHaas: @OPS> ::Moth opens wide::  I-I don't believe it.
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>There is no kissing involved really. Its just like 
well say giving the boss stuff and being extra nice in the hopes of gaining 
favor.
Malachi Styles: @SCI>:Carefully accesses the computer system.::  Icon is 
definitely in here, sir.
Lt JG Melody: AMO> Shouldn't one just get by on their merits and not have to 
"bribe" one's boss to get "favors"?
CommoLukasFyrstk: @CO>::Loks over to Rommie:  What's up Mr. Haas.
RomnHaas: @OPS>  I-I know what Icon was protecting, sir.
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO> Well, yes of course . . . ::blinks:: You dont know 
much about the Ferengi do you ::smiles::
Malachi Styles: @SCI>  I ca't delete Icon, but I can prevent him from attacking 
ships again.
Lt JG Melody: AMO> Thankfully no.
CommoLukasFyrstk: @CO> What was Ahcon protecting?
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>::wishes she were down on the planet.  Doesn't know how 
the CO constantly deals with being left behind.::
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>They are not so bad. Grumb's a good chap in his own 
Ferengi way. And he plays a mean game of Tongo. Every species got their goods 
and their bads. I am rather fond of the Romulans myself.
RomnHaas: @OPS>  ::point to the console::  THis sir.  ::Touches a control.  A 
hum starts up in the room as energy beams lance out two meters from in front of 
the console ::
RomnHaas: ::te beams converge and suddenly form an oval shape.  The inside of 
the oval, which grows to 2.5 meters tall, wavers::
Lt JG Melody: AMO> My race, we didn't invent games to fill out time. We are a 
race of entertainers, poets, songwrites and artisans. 
CommoLukasFyrstk: @CO>  It can't be.
Malachi Styles: @SCI>::Finishes his work::  I have cut off....::Looks up at the 
oval::  Holeeeee....
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>You don't get bored of all that at times . . want to 
play a game or something?
RomnHaas: ::Suddenly images appear inside the oval, and start rapidly changing::
RomnHaas: @OPS>  It's an Iconian Gateway, sir.
Lt JG Melody: AMO> Get bored with creating and entertaining? No one has yet. No 
games were ever created on Timonium 3.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION:: One of the security guards  moves into the corridor, 
the ohter one follows and suddenly the dors behind them slam shut.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::The room suddenly starts to fill up with gas::
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>::Smiles:: Wow. I know I could not like without my 
video games and I am sure Tru would also go nuts. I am more the action type. Do 
you have stories and books on your world?
Malachi Styles: SCI> Ohhh, this is not good.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> Their life signs are waveing I am going to beam them up.
Lt JG Melody: AMO> Oh yes. 
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>+E[EAGLE]+  Fyrstk to Eagle get us out of here.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>::Attemps to beam the away team up::
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>[sci] You heard him.
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION::  The transporter lock suddenly links out on the 
three as a shield forms around the room::
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>There is nothing more boring then my home world. On 
Vulcan all they have are these long and boring logic puzzles and harmony and 
medatating. I don't blame the Romulans for leaving! Smart chaps they are
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>+[co]+ We are attempting to transport you now sir.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> I got the two security guards but a sheild went up and 
I lost the transporter lock.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>::Taps his comm badge again, wondering why Gwen hasn't 
responded.::  Fyrstk to Eagle!
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>[sci] What?  Get them out of there Josie!
RomnHaas: OPS>::scans the gas.::  It's SO2, Captain.  Soon i-it will displace 
all the oxygen in the room.
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci> I can't there is a sheild between us and them.
Lt JG Melody: AMO> You would never get bored where I come from. Always 
something new to see, to read, to experence. to taste.
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>[sci] Don't tell me you can't.  Get around that sheild!
CommoLukasFyrstk: ::Josie still has the two securty guards on sesors.::
CMO Ratchet: Ratchet><CMO>Well I was actually born in space so I suppose Vulcan 
really isnt my home world I think.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[OPS, SCI]  There.  INto the gateway.  Now!
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>+[co]+ We are attempting to transport you now Cpatain, 
but there is appearing to be some difficulty.  Can you exit the room you're in?
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION::  The three step into the gateway to escape the SO2::
LtJG Josie Tracy: CSci>+Sec+ Josie to security can you find a way to disable 
the shield from where you are?
CommoLukasFyrstk: PAUSE SIM