<USS Eagle> [Fwd: Mission Log: Stardate 5200901.17]

 

 

 

USFQuinnQuigley: ALSO SINCE WE HAVE A NEW CADET THERE WILL BE SOME

MODIFICATIONS TO THE MAILSTRING... I'VE ALSO DELETED A FEW FOLKS THAT HAVE

BEEN GONE AWHILE... SO PLEASE BE SURE TO UPDATE YOUR STRINGS AS APPROPRIATE.

HlaoaZaiba:       ::got an itch, can't scratch it cause of the darn cloves::

USFQuinnQuigley: MISSION BRIEF: THE USS EAGLE WITH COMMODORE FRYSK HAS

ARRIVED AT RIGEL IV WHERE THE SUTHERLAND IS CURRENTLY RESIDING GIVING AID TO

THOSE ON RIGEL IV.  THE FLEET IS STILL A FEW HOURS AWAY, AND SO IT IS JUST

OUR TWO SHIPS

ltteboktrkhev:    You did not delete Remis?

OkuyanNucen:      ::scratches it for her... hope it wasn't on your butt::

USFQuinnQuigley: THAT ARE PROVIDING AID TO A PLANET THAT HAS 1 MILLION

SURVIVORS ON IT.  WE HAVE OVER A DOZEN MEDICAL TRIAGE LOCATIONS UP AND

OPERATIONAL ON THE PLANET... AND THE EAGLE IS IN THE PROCESS OF

HlaoaZaiba:       ::bristles::

USFQuinnQuigley: SENDING OUT THEIR AID.  UNTIL THEN WE ARE ON SEARCH AND

RESCUE DETAIL, VISITING ONE OF THE SUBURBS OF A MAJOR CITY THAT HAS BEEN

DESTROYED... ARE THERE ANY QUESTIONS?

HlaoaZaiba:       No sir.

Cadet Miran:      No, Sir.

USFQuinnQuigley: ~~LOCK N' LOAD~~

HlaoaZaiba:       ::gearing up for the search and rescue detail::

ltteboktrkhev:    Emmett Brown&gt;::also geating up for the rescue details::

USFQuinnQuigley: +TEBOK+ LIEUTENANT, I'M GOING DOWN TO THE PLANET, YOU HAVE

THE BRIDGE.

ltteboktrkhev:    Tebok&gt;+Quigley+ Yes sir

OkuyanNucen:      ::putting on his gloves, goes in the pocket of his suit for his

sun shades::  ... only good thing about this damn suit...

HlaoaZaiba:       ::chuckles::

ltteboktrkhev:    Judas Watkins&gt;::also gearing up, fiddling with his medical

kit::

HlaoaZaiba:       ::looks at the shades:: We need those?

Cadet Miran:      ::standing and waiting for the word to move out::

USFQuinnQuigley: ::WALKS INTO THE TR BACKPACK OVER HIS BACK:: ALRIGHT

CADETS, LETS GET GOING.

OkuyanNucen:      ::nods::  Standard class M planet ... gonna be brighter than

what we're use to.

USFQuinnQuigley: ::PULLS OUT HIS PADD::

HlaoaZaiba:       ::secures her toys::

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::walks in his 6'4" muscular frame trying to avoid

everyone::Excuse me::Said as he finishes getting his gear on::

USFQuinnQuigley: :;STEPS ONTO THE TRANSPORTER PAD::

HlaoaZaiba:       ::makes sure she has her phaser and tricorder::

Cadet Miran:      ::steps up onto the transporter pad along with the others::

HlaoaZaiba:       ::blinks at the new guy::

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Hops on to the pad and readies his tricorder::

HlaoaZaiba:       ::marches in, strutting her 5' 10&quot; height, with a broad

grin::

USFQuinnQuigley: MAKE SURE YOUR PHASERS ARE SET TO STUN, AND DO NOT USE THEM

UNLESS ABSOLUTELY NECESSARY.

ltteboktrkhev:    Hermes&gt;::on the planet with a medical tear aiding::

HlaoaZaiba:       ::gets on the transporter pad, checking her phaser setting::

ltteboktrkhev:    Brown&gt;::checks his phaser:::

OkuyanNucen:      ::walks in behind his counterpart::

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Looks around a little nervous since this is first

"mission"::

ltteboktrkhev:    Watkins&gt;::phaser already out and ready::

USFQuinnQuigley: ALRIGHT, PUT US DOWN AT CITY CENTER, ENERGIZE.

Cadet Miran:      ::has never shot a phaser and is not carrying one::

HlaoaZaiba:       ::fiddles with her gloves::

HlaoaZaiba:       ::demats::

OkuyanNucen:      ::notices Miran's lack of phaser:: .... braver than me.

USFQuinnQuigley: AXN> THE TRANSPORTER CHIEF NODS HIS HEAD AS HIS FINGERS

GLIDE OVER THE CONSOLE CAUSING THE GROUP TO DEMATERIALIZE

HlaoaZaiba:       (Somebody needs to go take some combat classes.)

Cadet Miran:      ::materializes in the city, looks around and then pulls out a

tricorder::

OkuyanNucen:      (Who?  ::looks around::)

HlaoaZaiba:       (Miran)

OkuyanNucen:      (Now who's to say Miran couldn't kick your butt unarmed! ;-))

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Materializes on the planet, grabs his phaser and visual

scans the immediate area::

HlaoaZaiba:       (Ha)

USFQuinnQuigley: AXN> AS THE GROUP MATERIALIZES IN THE CITY CENTER, THEY ARE

SURROUNDED BY LARGE TREES, AND BUILDINGS THAT APPEAR TO BE A LIBRARY, AND

POLICE STATION.  ACROSS FROM THEM APPEARS TO BE A SCHOOL WHERE A NUMBER OF

PEOPLE HAVE GATHERED,

USFQuinnQuigley: THE AIR IS THICK WITH SMOKE, AND ASH FALLS FROM THE SKY AS

IF IT WERE SNOWING ON THE GROUP. 

OkuyanNucen:      ::takes his shades off:: ... huh ... the ash has darkened the

sky....

HlaoaZaiba:       ::quirks brow, looking around:: Hmmm.... feels like Gromar pit,

doesn't it, Oku.

USFQuinnQuigley: ALRIGHT FOLKS LETS GO TO WHERE THE PEOPLE ARE. ::HEADS OUT

AND TOWARDS THE GROUP WHICH APPEARS TO BE IN A FIELD::

HlaoaZaiba:       ::grins:: See... didn't need them after all.

OkuyanNucen:      ::grumbles::  I don't like gromars.

USFQuinnQuigley: +TEBOK+ LIEUTENANT WE HAVE ARRIVED AND ARE PROCEEDING

TOWARDS A SCHOOL... PEOPLE SEEM TO HAVE GATHERED AT WHAT APPEARS TO BE A

FIELD.

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Nods to the Provost and heads in that direction::

HlaoaZaiba:       ::shrugs::

ltteboktrkhev:    +Quigley+ Yes sir ::sits back in the center chair,

thoughtful::

HlaoaZaiba:       ::pulls her tricorder and walks over to the people::

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Flanks to the left to check that area directly parrellel

of the group to help set up a perimeter::

HlaoaZaiba:       ::finds the darkness very soothing, marches along with a spring

in the step, her tentacles bouncing::

USFQuinnQuigley: AXN> PEOPLE RUSH UP TO THE GROUP ASKING FOR HELP. 

OkuyanNucen:      ::fallows close behind, surprised at the people::  Hi .... uhh

... yeah... hello ... yes, we're helping...

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Glances back at Zaiba, trying to place her species::

Cadet Miran:      ::unsure of what she needs to do, moves closer to the group as

the victims move towards them::

HlaoaZaiba:       Alright, alright... no pushing, we'll get you taken care of, if

you just ... don't push.

OkuyanNucen:      ::whips his head around, his tentacles flapping with the group

of people::  Ugh .... just ... single file!

USFQuinnQuigley: ::NODS AND HOLDS PEOPLES HANDS FOR A SECOND BEFORE

PROCEEDING FORWARD:: PLEASE GIVE US SOME ROOM, WE'RE GOING TO SET UP A CAMP

TO HELP YOU ALL, PLEASE GIVE US A MOMENT. 

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Sees no threat and walks back over to the group::

HlaoaZaiba:       ::tentacles fizzle lightly::

USFQuinnQuigley: CADETS FORM A CIRCLE AND EXPAND IT OUT 6 METERS... EVERYONE

ELSE PLEASE STEP BACK WHILE WE BEAM DOWN SUPPLIES.

HlaoaZaiba:       ::looks about:: Hmmm... lot of static electricity.

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Forms a circle with the rest of the cadets::

Cadet Miran:      ::leaves her tricorder running as she follows the orders::

HlaoaZaiba:       ::moves in between Oku and Jon, stretching out her arms to get

the people back::

USFQuinnQuigley: AXN> SLOWLY THE GROUP IS ABLE TO EXPAND THE CIRCLE

OkuyanNucen:      ::smiles at it::  Its sad that this kind of destruction yeilds

an environment we're comfortable in.

CdtJonathanDwarf:       Back please, sir ma'am::Takes a few steps forward::Back up

please

USFQuinnQuigley: +TEBOK+ TEBOK, THIS IS QUINN. I NEED SOME PORTABLE

BATTERIES AND FOOD REPLICATORS BEAMED DOWN IMMEDIATELY, ALONG WITH A 10 LARGE

TENTS

USFQuinnQuigley: ALSO, THERE SEEMS TO BE SOME FIRES IN THE AREA... HAVE SOME

OF THE SHUTTLES DO A FLYBY AND SEE IF THEY CAN PUT THEM OUT.

HlaoaZaiba:       Hmm... ::shrugs:: Darkness can be caused by many things.

Cadet Miran:      ::tries to look reassuring to the people:: We just need a few

minutes to get organized...please, give us room to get our supplies here.

ltteboktrkhev:    Tebok+Quinn+ You should have them momentarily, sir

ltteboktrkhev:    ::Tebok turned to a cadet:: Get them and have the supplies

beamed down

USFQuinnQuigley: MAN> WHO DID THIS, WHERE IS STARFLEET, WHY WEREN'T WE

PROTECTED!

ltteboktrkhev:    ::Cadet flees to do as ordered::

HlaoaZaiba:       ::tentacles fizzle again, someone looks strangely at her::

Uhm.... ::smiles:: Sorry, no reason to get worried.

ltteboktrkhev:    Cadet Elrond&gt;::hurrying to do as ordered::

HlaoaZaiba:       ::cocks head at the man:: We are here now.

HlaoaZaiba:       You don't know who did this?

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Looks to the man::Sir, we apologize but we are here now

so please let us get set up so we can start helping

USFQuinnQuigley: AXN> A WOMAN SCREAMS IN THE BACK

Cadet Miran:      ::hears a scream and looks in that direction::

OkuyanNucen:      ::head whips around, tentacles flapping::

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Looks and quickly uses his size t ostride through the

masses::

ltteboktrkhev:    Cadet Elrond&gt;::reaches the transporter room with the

supplies and has them beamed down::

CdtJonathanDwarf:       Excuse me, pardon me

HlaoaZaiba:       ::wonders where the supplies are::

ltteboktrkhev:    Cadet Brown&gt;::looking around, his phaser on the ready::

HlaoaZaiba:       ::looks to Quinn:: Sir?

USFQuinnQuigley: AXN> A LADY POUNDS ON HER HUSBANDS CHEST TRYING TO

RESUSITATE HIM CRYING AND YELLING TO WAKE UP.

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Reaches the lady and sees her with a man kneels

down::Medic

OkuyanNucen:      ::heads over in that direction::

OkuyanNucen:      ::walks over to the woman::  What happened!?

USFQuinnQuigley: ::GOES OVER TO WHERE THEY ARE::

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Feels for a pulse was never good at anything medical

related::

ltteboktrkhev:    Rev'd Watkins&gt;::approaches the woman, bringing an arm

around her while scanning the man::

USFQuinnQuigley: WOMAN> HIS HEART HIS HEART!

OkuyanNucen:      ::looks at Quinn::  I can fix this!

HlaoaZaiba:       ::feels a bit left alone there, no way to make a one person

circle::

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Steps away so someone more qualified can take over::

USFQuinnQuigley: ::SCANS HIM WITH THE TRICORDER::

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Heads back to the group to wait for the supplies::

Cadet Miran:      ::feels like she really has no idea what she should be doing to

help, stays out of the way::

USFQuinnQuigley: ::LOOKS BACK AT OKU::

USFQuinnQuigley: EVERYONE MOVE BACK.

USFQuinnQuigley: GIVE US ROOM.

OkuyanNucen:      I've done it before!  I can start this heart!

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Sees Hlaoa::holding down the fort

HlaoaZaiba:       ::watches, wondering what Oku's up to::

USFQuinnQuigley: OKAY, BUT TAKE IT AS SLOW AS YOU POSSIBLY CAN.

HlaoaZaiba:       ::looks at Jon approaching:: What's going on?

ltteboktrkhev:    Rev'd Watkins&gt;::pulls the woman back talking soothingly to

her::

CdtJonathanDwarf:       Some man is having heart problems

OkuyanNucen:      ::whips off his glove and lays it down on his chest::  I'd ....

back up if I were you, lady....

USFQuinnQuigley: AXN> THE SUPPLIES MATERIALIZE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE OPENING

THAT THE GROUP HAS MADE.

ltteboktrkhev:    Tebok&gt;::on the bridge, very glad to be on the bridge and

not on the planet::

OkuyanNucen:      5 eluyins!  ::he jolts him:

USFQuinnQuigley: AXN> THE TRICORDER BEEPS ERRATICALLY, AND THEN FLAT LINES

AGAIN.

HlaoaZaiba:       ::sees Oku taking off his gloves::

HlaoaZaiba:       I see....

OkuyanNucen:      ::grumbles::  Okay okay ... 10 eluyins! ::jolts again::

Cadet Miran:      ::sees the supplies materialize and walks over to help organize

them for distribution::

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Looks as the supplies show up the nlooks to

Hlaoa::Should we start setting up?::Sounds a little unsure of what to do::

HlaoaZaiba:       ::nods to Jon:: Sure, let's do it.

USFQuinnQuigley: AXN> THE TRICORDER AGAIN BEEPS ERRATICALLY, AND THEN A SLOW

HEART BEAT READING COMES THROUGH.

OkuyanNucen:      ::listens closely with his whiskers::  .... niiiicee...

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Moves to the supplies and starts unstacking them::Name

is Jon dwarf, but my friends call me Little Jon

HlaoaZaiba:       ::turns from looking at the scene with the woman, and begins

opening the crates::

HlaoaZaiba:       ::quirks brow at him, looking up and down:: Uhm.... if you say

so.

HlaoaZaiba:       I'm Hlaoa.

USFQuinnQuigley: PUT YOUR GLOVES ON AND BRING HIM TO THE CIRCLE... MA'AM, IF

YOU'LL JOIN US PLEASE.

OkuyanNucen:      ::stands up and slips his glove back on, feeling kind of

awesome::  Oh ... right .... ::starts to pick him up::

Cadet Miran:      ::listens to the new guy as she works::  ~~Little Jon??~~

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Opens up a crate and starts to set up the replicator::

USFQuinnQuigley: :;STANDS UP AND HEADS BACK TO THE GROUP:: +SUTHERLAND+

TEBOK, WE HAD A MEDICAL EMERGENCY DOWN HERE... I AM GOING TO HAVE A COUPLE

BEAMED UP MOMENTARILY... ADVISE SICKBAY.

HlaoaZaiba:       (LOL)

Cadet Miran:      ::sees some people trying to rush in and take things::

OkuyanNucen:      ::carries him over to the circle and lays him down::  Oomph ...

he's heavy...

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::looks to Miran::Behind you

HlaoaZaiba:       Hold it!

USFQuinnQuigley: AXN> A FEW OTHER CADETS HELP OKU CARRY THE MAN TO THE

CIRCLE.

USFQuinnQuigley: (STRIKE THAT)

HlaoaZaiba:       ::stands between the people and the supplies, tentacles sizzling

again::

OkuyanNucen:      ((Oku is a he-man.))

HlaoaZaiba:       (::rolls eyes:: )

OkuyanNucen:      ::stumbles back over to Hlaoa and pokes her::  Guess what I

just did!

Cadet Miran:      ::turns to face the approaching mob:: We'll be ready to hand

out food and necessities very shortly.  You'll slow down the process if you

don't let us do this in an orderly way.  ::isn't sure she sounds very

convincing::

ltteboktrkhev:    Tebok&gt;+Quinn+Aye sir

ltteboktrkhev:    Tebok&gt;+sickbay+ You have wounded incoming

OkuyanNucen:      ::notices she's mad, and notices the people:: ... what's going

on?

USFQuinnQuigley: BACK UP AND PUT THAT DOWN! :;BRINGS THE SUPPLY BACK:: THE

MORE YOU DELAY US THE MORE TIME IT'LL TAKE TO SET UP... PLEASE STAND BACK

maxandrocoliss:   ((Well, have fun all and nighters... ))

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Jumps over his crate to stand behind Miran::

USFQuinnQuigley: (THANKS MAX)

USFQuinnQuigley: ::TURNS BACK: OKU GET THOSE PEOPLE UP TO THE SUTHERLAND.

USFQuinnQuigley: AXN> OTHER PEOPLE COME UP AND ASK JON IF THEY CAN HELP WITH

THE SETUP

HlaoaZaiba:       We will get you all supplies. ::talking to the people::

USFQuinnQuigley: WOMAN> COMES UP TO HLAOA, I AM A DOCTOR... I CAN, HELP IF

YOU NEED IT.

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Nods::It would be helpful, here help me wit hthis

replicator

OkuyanNucen:      ::jogs back over to Quinn::  umm ... how?  Am I supposed to go

with them?

HlaoaZaiba:       ::nods to the woman, points at Quinn:: Report to Captain

Quigley.

USFQuinnQuigley: ::A GROUP HELPS JON WITH THE SETUP OF THE REPLICATOR::

USFQuinnQuigley: AXN> OVERHEAD SHUTTLE ENGINES CAN BE HEARD AS THE FLY OVER

AND SCAN THE PLANET FOR FIRES TO PUT OUT

HlaoaZaiba:       ::looks about, seeing if she can do anything else, except keep

people in line::

ltteboktrkhev:    Brown&gt;::also helps with the setup of replicators::

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Smiles and talks to them while they work::What happened

here?

USFQuinnQuigley: WOMAN> WE DONT KNOW... ALL OF A SUDDEN THIS GREEN LIGHT

COMES OUT OF THE SKY AND TAKES OUT THE CITY OF DISEN

USFQuinnQuigley: ::ASKS THE DOCTOR TO HELP SET UP ONE OF THE TENTS FOR NOW

THAT WILL BECOME A MEDICAL CENTER::

CdtJonathanDwarf:       Hmm::Sighs::I am sorry to hear that it must have been

awful

CdtJonathanDwarf:       Did you see anything but the green light?

USFQuinnQuigley: WOMAN> ::NODS HER HEAD:: I DONT EVEN KNOW... WAS IT JUST

US?

USFQuinnQuigley: WOMAN> NO NOTHING, JUST THAT AND THE SKY WAS FLOODED WITH

DEBRIS AND SMOKE

OkuyanNucen:      ::heads back over to the couple::  Okay, you two read?  +TAPS+

Sutherland, three to beam directly to sickbay...

HlaoaZaiba:       ::listens to the woman talking::

USFQuinnQuigley: AXN> ALL THE TRICORDERS GO OFF AS THE GROUND BEGINS TO

SHAKE FROM A GROUND TREMOR.

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Turns on the power::Here::hands her a cup of warm liquid

for the replicator

Cadet Miran:      ::listens to the woman talking to Jon, shudders as she thinks

about the events knowing it could have been any planet this happened to and

hopes Starfleet can figure out who is responsible so that it doesn't happen

again::

Cadet Miran:      Uh oh...

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Spills the warm liquid on his uniform...holds on to the

replicator::

CdtJonathanDwarf:       That is a little warm

Cadet Miran:      ::looks at the tricorder to see what it says about the tremor::

HlaoaZaiba:       ::looks around, wondering why there are tremors after an

attack::

USFQuinnQuigley: AXN> TRICORDERS SHOW THAT ITS AN AFTER AFFECT OF DISEN

BEING HIT AS THE TREMOR WAS CENTERED IN THE MIDDLE OF CRATER ON AN EXPOSED

FAULT LINE.

HlaoaZaiba:       ::checks the problem with her tricorder::

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Realizes he has dropped his tricorder somewhere::Shoot

OkuyanNucen:      ::materializes back from the Sutherland, heading back over to

the others::  What's this I hear about some kind of tremor?

USFQuinnQuigley: PAUSE SIM

HlaoaZaiba:       Hmmm... ::not happy to see what she reads on the scan:: Didn't

realize how strong this attack was...

HlaoaZaiba:       ::paused::

OkuyanNucen:      ::pauses::

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::Paused::

ltteboktrkhev:    ::all paused::

USFQuinnQuigley: ALRIGHTY, NICELY DONE ONE AND ALL. EXCELLENT WORK.  WE'LL

HAVE A DAY GO BETWEEN THIS SIM AND THE NEXT.... WHICH MEANS THAT THE FLEET

WILL HAVE ARRIVED BY THAT TIME.  SOME OF THEM WILL BE DEDICATED TO SEARCH AND

RECOVERY WHILE OTHERS

USFQuinnQuigley: WILL BE DEDICATED TO PROTECTION.  ARE THERE ANY QUESTIONS?

Cadet Miran:      ::raises hand::

OkuyanNucen:      Will we still be camped in the field?

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::raises hand::

USFQuinnQuigley: mIRAN?

USFQuinnQuigley: YES OKU.

CdtJonathanDwarf:       ::lowers hand::

Cadet Miran:      I had the same question.  I was wondering if we'd be staying on

the planet until the fleet arrives.

USFQuinnQuigley: OKAY... AND SAME FOR YOU JON?

CdtJonathanDwarf:       Yes SIR

USFQuinnQuigley: YES, WE'LL BE CAMPING OUT FOR THE EVENING.

USFQuinnQuigley: ANY OTHER QUESTIONS?

USFQuinnQuigley: ALRIGHTY, IF THERE IS NOTHING ELSE THEN WE SHALL DISMISS

FOR THE EVENING.  EVERYONE HAVE A GOOD WEEKEND, AND A GOOD WEEK.