USS Republic Simlog

[STSF_KBear 0]

Sorry for the delay folks, Im having major computer and connection issues. Hopefully this will be resolved shortly.

 

 

STSF_BluRox -> They followed the dupe probe readings and we've went off on another tangent....we pick up here, trying to lose them, and eventually get back to our mapping mission

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STSF_BluRox -> Begin sim

STSF_BluRox -> Begin Sim

DaveJohnson -> ::on the bridge standing next to Joy, monitoring the trajectory of one of the probes::

Joy -> :: On the bridge, sitting next to Dave, monitoring the trajectory of the pursuers ::

Leetos Poll -> :in sickbay finishing up my physical and getting the transponder put in:

STSF Seiben -> ::Evading puryersLL'

STSF Seiben -> persuers*

DaveJohnson -> ::to Joy:: Well...at least one of them took the bait, think the others will?

LtCmdrRobinson -> ::napping on the couch in his office::

Joy -> For a time. That one will learn of it's mistake in time. We'll just have to see if he can correct it.

August Jax Robinson -> ::at her console::

DaveJohnson -> ::to Seiben:: Lt Commander...might I suggest something else that could possibly throw our pursuers off

STSF Seiben -> Oh>

STSF Seiben -> What would that be?

Apollo -> ::Decidedly hiding in his lab with the soil samples::

DaveJohnson -> ::to Sieben:: What if we modified a torpedo to send out a resonance burst with our warp signature...in essence a warp flare

STSF_BluRox -> <oh, and if anyone sent me mail this week, I've not been able to get it, computer issues, sorry>

DaveJohnson -> ::to Sieben:: Instead of trying to determine where it came from, one of the pursuing ships might go chasing after it

STSF Seiben -> Didn't we already do that in the form of a modified probe last week?

STSF Seiben -> last time*

STSF Seiben -> <lol.. last week>

STSF Seiben -> I guess.. just recently.. is what I'm trying to get at

DaveJohnson -> ::to Seiben:: It may be something to do in addition to the probes, something else to trick their sensors, then again...I'm not a tactician

August Jax Robinson -> ::gets up and heads to the lift::

STSF_BluRox -> ::sees that both Kwai and Kbear are off the bridge, but did not see a notice of who they left in charge::

DaveJohnson -> ::to Sieben:: Just an engineer who gets into trouble with holograms ::chuckles::

Leetos Poll -> :gets the transponder put into R arm.: Alright that hurt a bit, and if that's all I need to get back to my other duities. :adjusts uniform and leaves sickbay:

STSF Seiben -> If it doesn't work, then it may revral our location to the Jemmies

STSF_BluRox -> ::decides she misses her own seat and is tired of observing, and moves to the center seat and sits down::

Apollo -> ::The soil samples were decidely safer than being anywhere near the bridge. Yes, yes... soil was safe. It didn't shoot at you, and it didn't threaten to claw you if you got shot at.::

Joy -> I'd not do anything to draw attention to us just now. Let's just pretend we are one of the false alarm probes.

DaveJohnson -> ::nods:: Good point

STSF Seiben -> Hm.

STSF_BluRox -> Joy, did Kawalas or Kwai give you a course heading before they left the bridge?

Joy -> Hoever... they will eventually start following the false trails... and odds are they will eventually stumble on the right one.

Joy -> No.... I think their intent was 'away.' We do have a next destination for our mapping mission.

DaveJohnson -> ::to Joy:: By then, one would hope the others will be too far to effectively mount an attack

Joy -> I don't know, though, that we should show that course until we are well clear of pursuit.

August Jax Robinson -> ::Steps onto the lift:: Bridge

STSF_BluRox -> ACTION: AS Apollo fingers through the soil, he suddenly realizes it's not all soil, but some strage type of space slug excriment mixed in

Joy -> :: Nods to Dave ::

STSF Seiben -> ::nods to Joy::

DaveJohnson -> ::to Joy:: Any other rabbits we can pull out of our hat ::smirks::

Apollo -> ::Looks down at the soil sample and frowns:: That's not soil...

Apollo -> Ick...

Apollo -> ::puts it down and heads over to wash his fingers off::

August Jax Robinson -> ::Steps onto the Bridge::

STSF Seiben -> ::Taps some buttons, continuing on course::

STSF_BluRox -> I'm honestly thinking.....that Away is an excellent choice....Well our parameters were vague, remap parts of the sector. I think away is just fine, let's move a couple sectors and see if we lose the pursuit.

August Jax Robinson -> <<That is why I am not in science.. poop>>

Leetos Poll -> :heads into the nearest turbo lift: Security office. :and enjoys the hum of the turbolift as I speed along to my destination. Wondering when I'll get to shoot something or someone.:

Joy -> :: Looks up. Notices that there are too many Jacksons present for a reasonable chance at peace and tranquility. ::

August Jax Robinson -> ::walks over and sits next to Blu::

LtCmdrRobinson -> <<you'll be changing diapers pretty soon though Jax, because... NOT IT!>>

Leetos Poll -> <lol>

August Jax Robinson -> <<Oh you are it alright>>

DaveJohnson -> ::see's Jax::

STSF_BluRox -> Have you ::looking at Joy and Sieben:: identified other sectors that look promising to map....that are....shall we say...some ways away from here?

August Jax Robinson -> ::Sighs:: I have an update on engineering.. ::Looks at Blu:: they hidding or are you the Boss again?

STSF_BluRox -> I believe they are both on a rest cycle, so I am.....filling in.

STSF_BluRox -> let's hear the report

August Jax Robinson -> ::Sighs::rest sounds nice

Joy -> We have that full list of known occupied planets that we intended to visit between Camelot and the unknown space we were intending to map.

LtCmdrRobinson -> ::rolls off his couch and onto the floor:: Ow.

Leetos Poll -> :as the turbolift doors open I step out and start heading to the security office.:

Joy -> We have already bypassed one said occupied planet as part of our evasive planning.

LtCmdrRobinson -> ::stands up and heads out into the security office lobby to get some coffee::

STSF Seiben -> No other systems really present in area, I'd have to say.

DaveJohnson -> ::to BluRox:: Admiral..?

Joy -> We could bypass the rest of them, go direct to unexplored space, and do the tour of the occupied planets on the return trip.

August Jax Robinson -> Engineering is ready for almost anything. all repairs are finished and I have finished off my last of the chocolate

LtCmdrRobinson -> ::and some churros::

STSF Seiben -> Could do.

STSF_BluRox -> One second August.

Leetos Poll -> :walks into the security office: Hello Cheif.

STSF_BluRox -> yes Joy...and I think we need to pass a few more to be safe...let's plan on going perhaps another 2 of those sectors, then stopping to take some scans to make sure we're in the clear.

LtCmdrRobinson -> All finished in sickbay? Good.

STSF_BluRox -> ::gives David a look to wait::

DaveJohnson -> ::nods at the Admiral::

DaveJohnson -> ::to Jax:: Liked that chocolate ma'am?

Leetos Poll -> Yea the Doc couldn't decide where to put the transponder.

LtCmdrRobinson -> Little piece of advice for you: As soon as the doctor turns their back, sneak out of there or they'll keep you in there forever, poking and proding at you.

STSF_BluRox -> ::turns back to August:: Are you training your assistant here to help give the report in two parts?

August Jax Robinson -> yes dave

Joy -> :: Calls up a cisplay of their 'grand tour' course, ::

Leetos Poll -> Duely noted sir.

August Jax Robinson -> over eager

STSF_BluRox -> Alright August, we'll see if we can get you some more if we get a chance to stop at Camelot station again, might be prudent for us to drop in and make sure we have no friends following us

STSF_BluRox -> You look tired, why dont' you get some rest?

Joy -> :: Elimitates to sectors worth of visits, and plots a course to nowhere that does not betry the next destination on the list ::

Joy -> :: Forwards the result to Seiben ::

August Jax Robinson -> ::nods:: I am tired and my feet are swollen to the size of Milk crates

LtCmdrRobinson -> ::hands him a padd:: We're transfering 2 dozen torpedoes to the saucer section torpedo launcher as a precaution in case we come under fire again, i want you to supervise and make sure they all get transfered in a timely manner. 12 from the Aft launcher

August Jax Robinson -> and Will snores

STSF Seiben -> I have received the coordinates. It should take us a good distance around the planet systems while still not deviating from our course.

LtCmdrRobinson -> tand 12 from the forward.

Joy -> Seben? I just sent you a very rough proposal for a two sector retreat without giving anything away. Comments?

LtCmdrRobinson -> *and

Leetos Poll -> :recives padd and looks at it: Alright and we're transferring them to the stardrive launcher?

STSF_BluRox -> Now what did you want David?

August Jax Robinson -> ::Smirks::

Fiona Weber -> ::in Sickbay, reading things of general import:

STSF Seiben -> Oh.. ::Looks it over again:: You're rght. It's tough, but I think we might be able to pull it off, is the general point I wanted to get across to you.

STSF Seiben -> With some luck of course..

DaveJohnson -> ::to BluRox:: I was going to suggest ma'am that if possible we find a planet with a paromatelic core, or some kind of natural shielding that would hide us long enough

DaveJohnson -> For our pursuers to simply, be on their way

LtCmdrRobinson -> Neg. Transferring from the stardrive launchers to the saucer launcher. You know the one that never sees the light of day and I dont think this ship has ever actually used? That one.

DaveJohnson -> ::to BluRox:: I might be able to modify the deflector to amplify whatever natural shielding a planet of that kind provides, create a kind of bubble

August Jax Robinson -> ::Sighs, holds head::

STSF_BluRox -> Well, no reason to get stuck out here with them, and take chances on that right now. Ops and Tactical are working on a clear sector, but we'll keep that in mind if that doesn't work out.

LtCmdrRobinson -> Call me paranoid but I want it armed in case we go into seperated flight mode. You never know.

DaveJohnson -> ::to BluRox:: Understood ma'am

Leetos Poll -> Good point. Always better to be prepared than to be caught flat footed.

Joy -> :: Looks up paromatelic ::

Leetos Poll -> Thanks for the clarification. I'll get right on it. :turns and leaves the security office:

LtCmdrRobinson -> Exactly.

STSF_BluRox -> David, would you please escort August here down to see Dr Weber please?She's looking like her head hurts

DaveJohnson -> ::to BluRox:: Yes ma'am

STSF_BluRox -> August, if Dr Weber thinks you need more rest, have her send me a message and we'll get that cleared for you to work partial shifts if you need to

August Jax Robinson -> ::Stands up:: thanks Ma'am

Leetos Poll -> :Starts heading to the stardrive laucher torpedo room:

DaveJohnson -> ::to Jax:: I think I may be able to wrestle a little more chocolate from Rebecca for you, might make you feel better ::smiles::

DaveJohnson -> ::enters a TL with Jax::

August Jax Robinson -> ::Nods:: I will, I think it's getting to me carrying this kid for over a year now

Joy -> Chocolate. That's the key. Gamma Quad needs more chocolate.

August Jax Robinson -> ::Heads to the lift:: trying to make me fat Dave ::lifts brow::

DaveJohnson -> Sickbay

August Jax Robinson -> ::Enters the lift::

Apollo -> << Actually I doubt the Vorta would care for it... you know since they can't taste it >>

DaveJohnson -> ::to Jax:: What did the Admiral mean back there, when she talked about me giving half a report

Apollo -> << Mmmm kava nuts >>

August Jax Robinson -> I am not sure, I wasn't listening to you

STSF_BluRox -> <maybe that's why they killed their vorta?>

Leetos Poll -> :Begins overseeing the transfer of torpedos to the aft launcher.

Leetos Poll -> :

Apollo -> << LOL >>

August Jax Robinson -> but You really need follow protocall, if you are working with Joy she should report to the Admiral, or give your updates to me.

August Jax Robinson -> ::Steps off the lift, sighs::

DaveJohnson -> ::walks up the lift with Jax::

August Jax Robinson -> ::Enters sickbay:: hello?

STSF_BluRox -> I did not realize that you enjoy chocolate Joy. Are you able to process the taste at all? Or just the chemical composition?

DaveJohnson -> ::to Jax:: Well, the Captain requested my presence on the bridge, I didn't think to remind Joy to tell you, I apologize

Joy -> I actually do not taste chocolate. I have just observed indirectly its effects on others.

Leetos Poll -> :2 torpedos transfered 2 in transit:

STSF_BluRox -> It does have a pleasing effect on many species for sure

August Jax Robinson -> ::Taps on Weber'd door::

Joy -> It seems to directly effect emotion chip equivalent thought processes rather strongly. Positive reinforcement of... nothing.

Fiona Weber -> Come in...

STSF_BluRox -> Taht is a shame that you are not able to enjoy it however

STSF Seiben -> ::keeping a course, checking the area::

August Jax Robinson -> ::opens the door:: you have sick people on a bed

DaveJohnson -> ::to Jax:: Will you be needing me further ma'am or should I head back to engineering?

August Jax Robinson -> ::walks over to a bed::

August Jax Robinson -> YOu can go

August Jax Robinson -> ::takes a seat::

Joy -> Perhaps. Allowing voluntary access to sources of positive feedback reduces the effectiveness of high priority decision processes, however.

DaveJohnson -> ::walks out of sickbay, annoyed at himself::

DaveJohnson -> ::walks into a TL::

DaveJohnson -> Engineering

LtCmdrRobinson -> ::goes back into his office to drink his coffee::

Joy -> I believe some consider chocolate to be a vice? Along with pretty women?

Leetos Poll -> :4 torpedos transferd to the aft launcher. two in transit to the aft launcher, 2 in transit to the saucer forward launcher:

Fiona Weber -> What's the matter with you?

August Jax Robinson -> ::Waits on the doctor:: Admiral sent me here, said I looked tired

Joy -> Which is why chocolate is given to pretty women? :: Tries to figure out organic beings, again. ::

August Jax Robinson -> and my feet are puffy.. just like on that stupid planet

Joy -> :: Returns her attention to the sanners ::

DaveJohnson -> ::exits the TL::

DaveJohnson -> ::walks towards engineering::

Joy -> :: organic beings are just.... well... they do not always compute ::

August Jax Robinson -> ::Looks at Weber::

STSF_BluRox -> I'm assuming it could be given to any woman.....or a man for that matter

Fiona Weber -> Hmm... that's odd.

Joy -> It could be.

STSF_BluRox -> Perhaps Seiben would give us his view

Leetos Poll -> :6 transfered to the aft launcher, 2 to the saucer forward launcher and two more in transit for each.:

Fiona Weber -> Let's get a scan....

STSF Seiben -> Sometimes we don't. We have our moments though.. ::smiles and shrugs::

STSF_BluRox -> Ensign Bill> ::walks over to Dave:: So, what does Commander Jax want us to work on next?

LtCmdrRobinson -> ::sits down on his couch::

STSF_BluRox -> ACTION: Will sits on something hard that makes a noise and jumps a bit

DaveJohnson -> ::to Bill:: She is in sickbay at the moment, usually she leaves a pile of "Things to do" on her desk

DaveJohnson -> ::to Bill:: But I will check in with her

LtCmdrRobinson -> :Stands back up:: What in the heck?

DaveJohnson -> +Jax+ Johnson to Jax, sorry to disturb your doctor's appointment ma'am, but is there anything you'd like myself and the other engineers to work on

STSF_BluRox -> Ensign Bill> Yes sir, I'll go back to dusting the boards until you have more for me

August Jax Robinson -> +Dave+ Go over the recycling filter system. Make sure ir's clean

DaveJohnson -> +Jax+ Yes ma'am

August Jax Robinson -> +Dave+ ::Growls:: can ya handle it? ::Snippy::

Leetos Poll -> :8 transfered to the aft, 4 in the front. 2 more in transit. Thinks man this is taking forever but hey orders are orders.:

DaveJohnson -> +Jax+ I'll take Ensign Bill along, he seems eager to help out today

August Jax Robinson -> +Dave+ I don't need a Play by play..

LtCmdrRobinson -> ::sits down on the other end of the couch::

DaveJohnson -> +Jax+ Noted ma'am, feel better, Johnson out'

Fiona Weber -> All right... your blood pressure is wonking out a bit.

August Jax Robinson -> ::Sniffles:: I think I am stressed

STSF_BluRox -> Ensign Bill> ::tries to look busy upon hearing waste recycling behind him::

Fiona Weber -> You are. ::nods::

Fiona Weber -> Here...

Fiona Weber -> ::prepares a hypo:: This should give you a little vitamin boost as well as something for the blood pressure...

Fiona Weber -> Should make your headache go away.

Fiona Weber -> Now, take the rest of shift off, and call me in the morning if you aren't better.

DaveJohnson -> ::to Bill:: Grab an engineering kit Ensign, we're heading to the filitration system

Fiona Weber -> (Sorry guys I need to run)

Fiona Weber -> (See you next week!)

August Jax Robinson -> ::Slips off the bed and exits::

August Jax Robinson -> ::walks down the hall::

Leetos Poll -> :after some reissuing of orders things are now moving more effeciantly as the last of the torpedos gets transfered to the saucer forward section:

DaveJohnson -> ::to Bill:: Lt Commander Jax wants us to make sure its clean

August Jax Robinson -> ::Enters Will's office::

August Jax Robinson -> ::Wakes Will up:: Hey!

DaveJohnson -> ::exits engineering with Ensign Bill and heads for a TL::

LtCmdrRobinson -> Uh, hi. Are you off duty already?

STSF_BluRox -> Ensign Bill> Oh swell, I get all the crappy jobs...

August Jax Robinson -> I was told to take off, my blood pressure is up

August Jax Robinson -> ::sits down on the squeaky seat::

Leetos Poll -> :finishes up and startes to head back to the security office.L

STSF_BluRox -> Ensign Bill> ::puts down his current work, and goes get the big tool box and plunger::

LtCmdrRobinson -> When isnt your blood pressure up?

DaveJohnson -> ::to Bill:: You know, I have met people who have thought like that, do you know what I tell them?

August Jax Robinson -> I have lost track

DaveJohnson -> ::waits for Ensign Bill to scramble into the TL::

August Jax Robinson -> my staff is the cause

STSF_BluRox -> Crap rolls down hill?

August Jax Robinson -> ::Leans head back, closes eyes::: I know it is

DaveJohnson -> ::chuckles::

DaveJohnson -> ::enters the TL::

LtCmdrRobinson -> Well rotate your staff then. Switch your shifts around.

DaveJohnson -> Waste Reclimation

August Jax Robinson -> or you can shoot them

DaveJohnson -> ::to Bill:: No matter how strenuous, boring or "crappy" a job might seem...if you go about it with a positive attitude and know that you are doing something that is contributing to the running of the ship

STSF_BluRox -> Ensign Bill> I already feel we're being flushed down the system....::

DaveJohnson -> ::to Bill:: It will help you do the job better

Leetos Poll -> :enters security: Torpedo's have been..:seeing Jax: oh sorry sir. If this is a bad time I'll go do rounds and I'll return later.

STSF_BluRox -> Ensign Bill> Uh huh......

LtCmdrRobinson -> ::sighs:: I dont know...Im not sure if the admiral is still giving promotions for shooting anymore or not.

DaveJohnson -> ::to Ensign Bill:: When I first got here, I felt a little like a chip in a whirpool, but I kept a smile on my face and always went about things with a good attitude

STSF_BluRox -> Ensign Bill> let me guess sir, you used to be a boy scout?

LtCmdrRobinson -> Nah come on in.

August Jax Robinson -> ::Points at POll:: how about a donut?

DaveJohnson -> ::to Ensign Bill:: Nope, but I don't like being grumpy

DaveJohnson -> ::exits the TL and heads into waste reclimation::

DaveJohnson -> ::to Ensign Bill:: I find being in a good mood is much more condusive for this job

STSF_BluRox -> Ensign Bill> If you say so...::rolls eyes behind Dave's back:: Hi ho, hi ho...it's off to the crapper we go.....

August Jax Robinson -> ::Sighs:: Dave reported to Blu on the Bridge, she gave me the Look after

DaveJohnson -> ::to Ensign Bill:: Oh sure I've had my share of bad days, I ended up in the brig my first week here, had my finger bitten off by a duck, been hit in the head a couple of times

August Jax Robinson -> ::Looks at Will:: you know the *look*

LtCmdrRobinson -> are you sure it wasnt just *a* look, and not *the* look

Leetos Poll -> As I was saying torpedos have been transfered as you have ordered. :to Jax: No thanks I'm not a big fan of donuts.

August Jax Robinson -> No no, it was the *look*

August Jax Robinson -> I am... grab me one Buddy

LtCmdrRobinson -> Well did you give her the look right back? The 'my husband will shoot you' look?

Leetos Poll -> Yes ma'am.

DaveJohnson -> ::accesses the recycling system::

August Jax Robinson -> no, I did have a little gas tho..

LtCmdrRobinson -> It's not your fault if Dave messed up a report.

LtCmdrRobinson -> ::shakes his head at her, laughing::

STSF_BluRox -> Ensign Bill> ::wondering how Dave would look with the plunger on his head and decided to let it go for now

Leetos Poll -> :walks over to the replicator: Donut, chocolate.

STSF_BluRox -> and....

STSF_BluRox -> PAUSE SIM