CommoLukasFyrstk: ATTENTION ON DECK
T L Lost: ::AA::
Lt Tebok trKhev: ::AA::
GwenivereMarqusa: ::AA::
RomnHaas: ::AA::
Malachi Styles: ::AA::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Captain's Log, Stardate 74215.06 (03/20/2397, 12:00 hours)
CommoLukasFyrstk: We have transported the Federation President and his 
entourage to a safe-base.  Needless to say that he was very appreciative of our 
tahmely rescue.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Fortunately we were able to make a clean escape from the 
T'Kil.  The Eagle, however has suffered some hull damage from the slip-stream 
jump.
CommoLukasFyrstk: We are awaiting duranium supplahes come in with the USS Targo.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Meanwahle we are still trahing to fahnd a way to send the 
past-crew back to their tahme... and universe.
CommoLukasFyrstk: They have had use of the stellar cartography lab which had 
been shut down to conserve power on the ship.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> [OPS]  Commander.  Inform me the moment the Targo is in 
sensor range.  We need to get these repairs completed.
Malachi Styles: SCI> ::working in the S-C lab.::
T L Lost: HPW><Ops>[co] Aye sir
CommoLukasFyrstk: Rohan>:Walks into the S-C lab::  Yo, Mal!  How's it going?
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>::in the stellar cartography lab:: How are things going 
Mal?
Lt Tebok trKhev: Ratchet><CMO>::In sickbay doing stuff -- a little lost from 
frequent absences::
Malachi Styles: SCI> ::Looks to Rohan and Gwen, who asked the same question at 
the same time::  Well, I know we could go back in time, but jumping 
universes..... that's a whole other matter.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Rohan> ::Sits down at the console and starts looking over 
Mal's data.::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Rohan>  Mal, you are a genius. No wonder you...... :Stops 
before he reveals something he shouldn't::  Well, you are a genius.
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>Anything that I can do to help Mal?  I'm not the best 
when it comes to science
Malachi Styles: SCI> ::smiles at his "younger" brother, then looks over at 
Gwen:: We need some out-of-the-box thinking, Commander.  I'm just going on 
scientific facts right now. 
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION: The Targo comes into sensor range::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Ronov> ::Enters the SC-Lab::What about slahding?
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>::chuckles:: Well, when it comes to tactics, I am great 
with out of the box thinking
T L Lost: HPW><ops>Captain, I have the Targo on the edge of sensors.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[OPS]  Thank you, Commander.  Raise her, will you please?
T L Lost: HPW><Ops> Aye sir.  ::hails the Targo::
RomnHaas: @Targo-CO> +[Eagle]+  Targo here, go ahead, Eagle.
Malachi Styles: SCI> ::Gives Ronov a strange look::
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>::looks over to Ronov as he enters::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Rohan> Ronnie you don't be stupid.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Ronov>  What stupid? Y'all want out-of-the-box thinking and 
that is a way for them to return to their universe.
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo> Will it work Mal?
Malachi Styles: SCI>  Sliding is a theory, sir.  I am not certain.....
T L Lost: Tru>::walks into sickbay::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Ronov>  Slahding is a reality.  It was done back in your 
tahme bah Admiral Quentin Mallory.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Rohan> Yeah, and we haven't heard from them in years!
Lt Tebok trKhev: Ratchet>::Is playing a game in her office during the lull of 
things::
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo> What would we have to do?
Malachi Styles: SCI> and we would need some sort of generator, wouldn't we?
T L Lost: Tru>::Peeks into Ratchet's office::
Lt Tebok trKhev: Ratchet>::rather hurried attempt to hide what she was doing 
and to try and look working:: Errr hello
CommoLukasFyrstk: Ronov>  We could get what we needed at Moonbase Alpha.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Rohan>  Now I know you are loco, brother.  Moon Bas Alpha was 
destroyed.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>[OPS]  Any replah from Targo?
T L Lost: Tru>Hi . . . I was . . . uh . . . wondering if you had . . . umm . . 
. any games I could . . . uh . . . barrow.
T L Lost: HPW><Ops>Aye Sir, ::puts them on screen::
Lt Tebok trKhev: Ratchet>::blinks in surprise:: I think so. You aren't on duty 
or something?
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> ::looks up at the screen:: Captain!  Good to see you 
again.
RomnHaas: @T-CO> +[Eagle]+ The pleasure is all mine, Commodore.  I wish the 
circumstances were much better.
T L Lost: Tru>::smiles slyly::
Lt Tebok trKhev: Ratchet>I won't tell if you won't tell on me 
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>+[Targo]+  AS do Ah.  Ah have picked up something very 
interesting about fahve days ago.
T L Lost: Tru>::smiles and moves over around her desk:: What do you have?
CommoLukasFyrstk: Ronov> ::Loks away from his brother and addresses Gwen::  
Rumor is the base wasn't destroyed, merely abandoned.
RomnHaas: @T-CO> +[Eagle]  And what would that be?
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>Rumor has it?  How much can those rumor be trusted?  And 
what are the risks of going there?
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> [OPS]  Commander, send Targo the dtat on our guests.
T L Lost: HPW>[Ops]::sends the information over to the Targo::
Lt Tebok trKhev: Ratchet>Well, I have this card game that I like but I also 
have a racing game and I like these side scrolling action games. I have several.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Rohan>  There just rumors, Commander. And the risk of running 
into T'Kil there is high.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Ronov> ::looking only at Gwen::  The runors are from good 
sources, Commander.  And the T'Kil very rarely simply occupah territory.  They 
conquer an' move on
RomnHaas: @T-CO> ::looks at the data sent from the Eagle. ::  This is 
interesting, sir.  Permission to come aboard, when we arrive?
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo> I see.  Mal, figure out what we'll need.
Malachi Styles: SCI> A better ship than what we have in the shuttle bay, that 
is for certain.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Rohan>  [AXO]  Commander?  are you seriously considering this?
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo> I don't want to rule anything out Rohan.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Ronov> ::Smiles::  That is whah Pop made you his XO..... Sir.
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>::grins:: I also want other ideas.
Malachi Styles: SCI> [Rohan]  Do we have data on Quenton's work?
T L Lost: Tru>::looks at her games:: hmmm . . . Got any war games?
CommoLukasFyrstk: Rohan> ::Sits down at the computer a bit disgruntled::  Yes. 
::Taps on the console to bring up the data::
Lt Tebok trKhev: Ratchet>You mean like shooter games? I do have several
CommoLukasFyrstk: ACTION:: The Targo arives at the star base.  It starts seding 
over the raw material to repair the hull::
T L Lost: Tru>Yeah, something like that.
Lt Tebok trKhev: Ratchet>::reaches into her desk:: I especially like anything 
to do with . . . Romulans. Take a look ::hands him several::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>+[AXO]+Fyrstk to Commander Marqusa.
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>+CO+ Marqusa here Captain.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>+[AXO]+  Cain you come to mah ready room, Commander?
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>+co+ I'm on my way sir.
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>You three, keep working.  I want a list of the supplies 
we need and a plan on how to use the sliding technology to get home.  Also, 
keep thinking of other ideas.
Malachi Styles: SCI> [AXO]  Aye, sir.
CommoLukasFyrstk: Rohan> You're right about that shuttle, Mal.  That doesn't 
even have it's own power source.
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>::heads to the ready room::
CommoLukasFyrstk: Ronov>  Ah'll agree the shutle is useless, but Ah'm sure 
we'll come up with something.  You two do the calculations.
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>:Sits in the ready room::
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>::arrives at the ready room and chimes the door::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO> Enter.
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>::enters the room:: You wanted to see me sir?
RomnHaas: T-CO>::Stands as she enters the room::
CommoLukasFyrstk: CO>  Commander.  Ah'm sure you remem.... errr know the 
captain of the USS Targo.
RomnHaas: T-CO> ::Smiles seeing her again:: Hello, Gwen
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>::looks to the Captain of the Targo:: Greetings Captain.
GwenivereMarqusa: <axo>::she tried to repress a smile::