Arcadia Station
Stardate 10410.11

Mission Summary:

The crew are attempting to regain control of the station.  With all personnel locked out of Main Engineering, and those in Operations locked in, the crew are finding themselves with quite the challenge.

The crew in Operations is trying to make contact with the command crew of on an incoming fleet of ships.  Though the identity of the crews is not yet known, there are 2 Cardassian, 2 Vulcan, 1 Romulan and 1 Klingon ship.

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<OPS_Walker> ::groans as he wakes up, his headache at least a dull roar now::

<SO_Ens_Miller> ::Sitting at science pondering the situation::

<OPS_Walker> Self:  Man, who got the registry of that runabout?

<TO_MJDoole> ::readies phaser on heaviest stun setting::

<CIV_Bodine> :: standing at Tactical with a glum look on his face knowing that more problems are in route ::

<CO_Regnum> All: Report.

<OPS_Walker> ::takes a couple more of the telepathy suppressants::  Self:  I’ll have to remember to thank the Doctor.  These really work.

<FCO_Jankara> ::sits at Flight Control, still working on the rotation and heading of the station, despite her shaking hands::

<CIV_Bodine> CO: We have in coming contacts entering the system Captain, they are converging on the station's position. :: this he said not even sure if they had made it back to their orbit yet after that simulation ::

<TO_MJDoole> ::scans Main Engineering to determine how many people are in there that don't belong to Starfleet::

ACTION:  All non-telepathic personnel on the station begin hearing whispering voices again.

<CO_Regnum> CIV: I know that Mr. Bodine, any idea on positive identity of those ships yet.

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> :: walks over to the FCO :: FCO: My actions from a short time ago were not the norm for me.  I ask forgiveness from you.  I know you are a stellar officer, and I do not wish to jeopardize that in any way.

<CIV_Bodine> :: tries frantically as many sequences as he can trying to regain control to tactical ::

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> :: Out loud :: All: Shut up!

<FCO_Jankara> ::glances over her shoulder at the XO then back to her station:: XO: Your actions will not affect my abilities Sir.  You did not have control over yourself.

<OPS_Walker> Computer:  Link Operations to my console, supervisor mode, silent.

<FCO_Jankara> ::jumps and screams as the XO yells::

<CIV_Bodine> :: he looked over at OPS and the Science Officer wondering just how long the recycle on the computer core memory banks would take ::

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> CO: Sir, this is getting ridiculous!

<OPS_Walker> ::walks to console to see the lockout icon spinning on the terminal screen::

<SO_Ens_Miller> ::Looks up quickly at the XO::

[21:17] <CO_Regnum> XO: What is Commander?

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> All: I will not tolerate this any longer!  You will shut up immediately!

<SO_Ens_Miller> Self: Not again.

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> CO: Don't tell me that you cannot hear them, sir?

<FCO_Jankara> ::hunkers down in her seat, afraid of having the XO so close and obviously off his rocker::

<CO_Regnum> XO: Commander get hold of yourself., there is nobody speaking to you.

<CO_Regnum> CIV: Increase power to the dampening field

<TO_MJDoole> :: takes the CEO's phaser, setting it on it's heaviest stun::

<CIV_Bodine> :: looks to Commander, T'lok with great alarm :: XO: Commander, I do mean no disrespect by this, but It is incredibly hard to regain control of things here with you yelling like that ... :: he paused for a moment then added "sir" ::

<Schon> ACTION:  Miller is able to retrieve the last of they keystrokes to decode the reprogramming.

<OPS_Walker> Self:  What the...  ::starts hitting over-ride keys and trying to tunnel through the lockout to see what's going on in Operations::

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> :: Stiffens up and goes to attention :: CO: Then, sir, I must respectfully request that you relieve me of duty.  If I am not actually hearing voices, then I must be going insane.

<FCO_Jankara> ::reaches up with one hand and continues her work with thruster control::

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> ::walks away from the FCO, and over towards the CIV::

<Schon> ::stands from the table he's sitting at on the promenade and slowly walks to Operations.

<SO_Ens_Miller> CO: I have retrieved the keycodes and can proceed with the reprogramming sir.

<CIV_Bodine> :: his fingers moved over to the program that was brought into the foreground on his panel and he increased the power allowed by the dampening field to use ::

<CO_Regnum> SO: Do it Ensign, with all possible haste.

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> :: spoken loudly :: CIV: I am not shouting!

<CIV_Bodine> CO: I hope that helps, sir. :: he said eyeing the XO ::

<CO_Regnum> XO: Permission denied, you are being affected by external stimuli and I insist you get control of yourself this instant!

<SO_Ens_Miller> CO: Aye sir. ::Begins the reprogramming::

<OPS_Walker> ::punches through the added security, noting it isn't his code, it's uncommented only to see a strange elliptical symbol::  Self:  What the...?

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> :: Looks at the CO, and speaks loudly because he believes he hears others talking, and needs to raise his voice to be heard :: CO: I am in control of myself, sir.  If only these voices would just SHUT UP!

<CIV_Bodine> XO: Indeed ... :: he said in a disapproving yet low tone trying to not sound disrespectful ::

<FCO_Jankara> CO: Sir?  Um...I've returned us to our normal rotation.  We shouldn't have any more fluctuations with the gravity or docking systems.

<OPS_Walker> Computer:  What is the reason for the lockdown?  

<FCO_Jankara> ::thinks briefly if she could help the XO since she is a touch telepath and remembers the bruised jaw the last time she tried to help somebody::

<TO_MJDoole> ::With a phaser in each hand, and a quick trigger finger, steps out from hiding, firing as he goes, and take out 2 men before they can react, then steps back into the shadows, disappearing::

<Computer> OPS: Situation unknown

<CO_Regnum> XO: You must try to empty your mind of all thoughts not your own, attempt to clear your mind and focus your attentions entirely upon the situation at hand.

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> :: Goes to the back of OPS, and stands by himself ::

<CIV_Bodine> :: checks the tactical scans outside the station again to see how far away the unknown contacts where now ::

<TO_MJDoole> ::moves around Engineering::

ACTION:  The voices continue to get louder.

<OPS_Walker> Self:  Hmmm.  ::hacks into the video feed through the new code with little trouble::

<FCO_Jankara> CO: Maybe more of that suppressant added to the air system would be a wise precaution Sir?

<TO_MJDoole> ::sneaks up on another, and quietly takes him out::

<FCO_Jankara> ::sees the XO walk away and sits back up slightly to continue her work::

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> :: Places his hands over his ears, trying to block out the loud voices ::

<CO_Regnum> FCO: An excellent Idea, do we have enough control over the environmental control systems to do so?

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> CO: It is difficult, Sir.  The voices keep getting louder and louder!

<TO_MJDoole> Self: 3 down, 5 to go.

<CIV_Bodine> :: goes for a phaser behind the tactical station he does this quietly and slowly setting it for stun he wanted to be prepared just in case ::

<TO_MJDoole> ::continues to move, fire and evade::

ACTION:  The 5 remaining intruders get into shielded areas.

<OPS_Walker> ::looks on as everyone seems to be trying to over-ride the lockdown of OPS from the inside, a split-screen of Engineering having hostile intruders::

<OPS_Walker> ::sees a Vulcan-looking man standing outside the doors at Ops just standing and staring at the doors::

ACTION:  One of the intruders fires an odd looking weapon at Doole and Doole's weapons loose all power.

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> :: closes his eyes for a moment, trying to block out the sounds of the voices ::

<FCO_Jankara> CO: Checking Sir.

<SO_Ens_Miller> CO: The XO is right sir, there are people talking here.

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> CO: The voices are loud, but I will do everything in my power to concentrate on my duties.

<Schon> ::reaches out and begins tapping the keys on the control pad::

<CIV_Bodine> CO: Sir ... If only a Vulcan mind meld or something. I would be willing to subject myself to one to determine what command sequence I had put in when I blacked out ... sir.  It’s only a thought sir.

<TO_MJDoole> ::tosses away the now useless weapons::

<OPS_Walker> Self:  Hmmmm.  How'd he get there.  One of these things doesn't belong.  ::arms himself with his duty phaser::  Computer:  Delete my comm signal and biosigns from station internal sensors, all modes, all databases.  No confirmation, Authorization Walker Tango-seven-niner-alpha.

<CO_Regnum> CIV: You see any Vulcans in OPS?

<TO_MJDoole> Self: So they want to play rough, do they. ::chuckles evilly::

<CIV_Bodine> :: he takes deep slow calm breaths focusing his current thoughts on good memories of Anne and Tiffany ::

<FCO_Jankara> ::taps into the OPS console to see if she has control over the air supply::

ACTION:  A second intruder slips around behind Doole and knocks him unconscious.

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> :: walks up behind the CO, and takes his place next to him ::

ACTION:  The computer complies to Walker's command.

<OPS_Walker> ::moves out of his quarters and to the lift to Ops, then draws his phaser, sets it to the heaviest stun setting, selects wide beam, and enters the lift, turns to face the door, and levels his phaser::  Lift:  Ops foyer.

<SO_Ens_Miller> CO: Sir...the...reprogram...quiet...is almost...complete.

ACTION:  Miller is able to complete the reprogramming to give Operations some control.

<OPS_Walker> ::waits for the doors to open and fires his phaser at the Vulcan::

<CIV_Bodine> CO: Right ... sorry ... I know there are no Vulcan's here ... I only meant I wish there where.

<SO_Ens_Miller> CO: Reprogram complete sir, now can you make them stop talking?

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> CO: I apologize for my actions, sir.  I guess I haven't been the best exec since I started here.

Action: The stun beam hits the Vulcan, however has no effect.

<CO_Regnum> XO: That's allright Number One, This isn't what you would call a normal situation, it seems clear by who is not being effected that if I were not a Betazoid I would be just as confused as you are. Just concentrate Commander.

<Schon> ::turns and looks blankly at his attacker::

<OPS_Walker> ::runs into the Vulcan swinging the butt of his phaser at the base of his skull as hard as he can::

<CO_Regnum> SO: Scan for psionic signatures, try and find the source of the voices.

<CIV_Bodine> XO: I don't think we can blame you commander, I mean with that rageful streak in your blood sir. It would be easy I suppose for any advanced race to sieze control of that . :: John explained with a smirk but didn't hold it long as he didn't want to test the XO to much ::

<SO_Ens_Miller> CO: Aye sir. ::Starts the scan and tries to stay concentrated on it::

<Schon> ::catches Walker's hand and holds him one handed...turns and finishes keying in the commands he was entering::

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> CO: I am doing the best that I can to hold onto control, Sir.

<OPS_Walker> ::backs off as far as possible::  Computer:  Beam lifesign immediately in front of me to the Brig, emergency beamout!

<CO_Regnum> CIV: Lieutenant, what's the status of those incoming ships?

ACTION:  The security doors to operations slide open and the Vulcan enters bringing Walker with him.

<FCO_Jankara> *MO_Snow* We need to get that suppressant into the air supply.  Can you get enough to Environmental control?

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> CIV: Oh, let us hope that nobody ever tries to take control of my rage abilities.

ACTION:  The Vulcan is transported into the brig.

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> ::whips around as he hears the doors open::

<OPS_Walker> ::falls to the floor heavily::  Self:  Ufffff...

<MO_Snow> *FCO* I've been calling up there for an hour but no response.  Send me what you need and I'll get it there.

ACTION:  Doole materializes in Operations.

<OPS_Walker> ALL:  The brig!  He's in the brig!  Computer:  Confirm transport!

<FCO_Jankara> *MO_Snow* Sending it now.  Let me know when it's ready.

<Computer> Vulcan intruder has been secured in Brig cell 3.

<FCO_Jankara> ::hears Johnny's voice and turns around quickly::

<CO_Regnum> All: Well I see we have transporters again.

<OPS_Walker> Computer:  Security lockdown, Brig area.  Change all access codes immediately!

<CO_Regnum> TO: Mr. Doole, what is the status of Engineering?

<TO_MJDoole> ::wakes up in Operations::

<FCO_Jankara> ::turns long enough to tap the information in and send it to sickbay::

<TO_MJDoole> ::looks around:: Out loud: How the Hell did I get here?

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> TO: welcome to OPS, Mr. Doole

<OPS_Walker> ::nursing his arm, unable to move it fully, runs to OPS console to confirm::  ALL:  That was no Vulcan.  Have we been boarded?  ::winces as his arm comes to rest on his console::

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> OPS: You have to speak up so you can be heard over all these voices.

<FCO_Jankara> OPS: Are you okay?

<CO_Regnum> OPS: You are a bit behind the times Mr. Walker, Engineering is under the control of unknown forces, and everyone who is not a telepath up here is hearing voices.

ACTION:  All brig codes are changed.

<TO_MJDoole> ::notices the Captain:: CO: 3 down 5 to go. They're behind some shielding. They have a weird looking energy weapon. Disabled my phasers, like nothing.

ACTION:  Medical contacts operations informing them that the telepathic blocker has been prepared for airborne dispersement.

<CO_Regnum> TO: And what are you doing up here?

<OPS_Walker> XO:  Sorry sir.  I'll try.  FCO:  I think my arm is sprained or something.  CO:  Sorry, sir.  I was having problems like that myself.  I figured it was my mindlink with Lt. Jankara.  I took suppressers and went to sleep.

<CIV_Bodine> :: seeing the injured OPS officer he reached down into a hide away and pulled out a reserve med kit and runs over to walker with it ::

<TO_MJDoole> CO: If I knew that answer, I'd tell ya.

<FCO_Jankara> OPS: You thought I was giving you a headache?  Hmm...that's interesting. ::feels safer with Johnny beside her and goes back to work::

<OPS_Walker> CIV:  Hey, thanks.  ::winces at the sharp pain when the CIV touches his arm::  Ouch!

ACTION:  Miller's work pays off and all programming changes are reversed.  Security doors surrounding Engineering are lifted.

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> TO: Mr. Doole, perhaps you should return to searching for our, umm, "guests".

<FCO_Jankara> CO: Sir, medical is getting the suppressant to environmental control.  We should be able to flood life support once it's there.

<OPS_Walker> CO:  Sorry, sir.  I did log it with the Duty officer.  What can I do now?

<SO_Ens_Miller> CO: It's coming from everywhere sir, they are all around us.

<SO_Ens_Miller> CO: Please make them stop sir.

ACTION:  The Cylopia lauches without permission.

<CO_Regnum> OPS: Work with the FCO and Medical to get the telepathy suppressants released throughout the station.

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> SO: Ensign, the voices aren’t real.  Keep telling yourself that.  That is how I am holding onto my control.

<FCO_Jankara> ::sets up an alert in the incoming fleet comes within weapons range::

<OPS_Walker> CO:  Aye, Captain.  ::logs into the terminal and calls up environmental controls::

<CO_Regnum> XO: Well that's not entirely true, but if it helps you suppress them by all means I'm not going to tell you otherwise.

<MO_Snow> ::loads the suppressants onto an anti-grav gurney and heads to environmental control::

<CIV_Bodine> OPS: Sorry... about that ... :: runs a dermal regenerator over Walker's arm soon leaving not more then just a light bruise. And gives him a hypo for the pain :: OPS: Looks sprained or even worse. Can't be sure with out further scans. Make sure you see sickbay about this As soon as you are able. :: this he said looking down at the Captain knowing how much the command staff was probably glad to see Walker::

<SO_Ens_Miller> CO: Sir the Cylo... Cylopia... has... launched.

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> CO: What I meant was that the voices aren’t physical, they are mental.

<FCO_Jankara> OPS: Okay, Snow says they are ready.

ACTION:  The suppressants are dispersed, within minutes the voices seem to cease.

<OPS_Walker> CIV:  Thanks, my friend.  I'm Johnny, by the way.  ::tapping controls one-handedly::

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> ::Leaves out a loud, audible sigh as the voices finally stop::

<CO_Regnum> ::notes the CIV next to OPS and the TO still standing near him:: CIV/TO: Will one of you please go to Tactical and make sure we are protected against anything that unknown fleet of angry looking ships might do to us?

<FCO_Jankara> ::hears the XO sigh and turns to see if he's going to attack again::

<OPS_Walker> XO:  You okay, sir?

<CIV_Bodine> :: hearing the CO he was startled and dropped the hypo on the floor next to Walkers console and hurried back to tactical... he tried the tractor without even asking ... ::

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> :: notices the look he has just received from the FCO :: FCO: You can relax now.  The voices have stopped.  I was just relaxing a bit.

ACTION: The Cylopia joins the other ships in their fleet and lock on tractor beams.

<TO_MJDoole> :;gets his head together and heads back to engineering, angry as a Betazakran Dune Beetle::

<FCO_Jankara> CO: They are holding for now Sir.

<CIV_Bodine> :: he finally attempted to raise shields and bring up tactical hoping the systems where not damaged ::

<OPS_Walker> CO:  Tractor lock...aaaaahhhh!  ::cries in pain as the jolt on the station jars his arm::

<CO_Regnum> CIV: Weapons?

<FCO_Jankara> ::sees her panel light up as the tractor beams are locked on::

<OPS_Walker> ::calls up weapons systems and inventories to make sure all the codes are verifiable to Operations::

<OPS_Walker> ALL:  Weapons and defenses look to be intact.

<XO_Garta-Nmbarri> CIV: Can you get a lock on those ships?

<FCO_Jankara> OPS: Careful Jo...Lieutenant. ::grabs the medkit the CIV left behind and pulls out a pain killer::

<TO_MJDoole> ::arrives at engineering::

<CO_Regnum> *Sickbay* Someone from medical get up to Operations.

<CIV_Bodine> :: looks at OPS curiously :: OPS: Could the stations reserve antimatter tanks feed power into the shields. Then can the shields be used offensively to overload the beams, as opposed to passive?

<MO_Snow> *CO* On my way.

<TO_MJDoole> ::reenters engineering::

<OPS_Walker> CO:  Sir, what if we used the tractor-beam harmonics to set up a positive feedback loop that will overload their warp cores?  

<OPS_Walker> CIV:  I think so.  Great minds think alike, Lieutenant.  ::grins::

ACTION: The tractor beams hold as the ships begin an exit course.

<FCO_Jankara> ::applies the pain killer to Johnny's neck:: OPS: There, that should help.

<CO_Regnum> OPS: Do it, CIV: target all weapons in case they are still around, All: Somebody hail them.

<OPS_Walker> FCO:  Oh, you're a sweetheart.  ::sighs with relief::

<OPS_Walker> CO:  Aye, sir.  ::grins malevolently as he fires the shields to do just that and then adds the potency of their own tractor beams::

<CIV_Bodine> :: locks on to the nearest ship and prepared to fire at it's engines and tactical thinking his strategic plan over in his head, he waits for the CO to give an order :: CO: Locked on nearest target.

<FCO_Jankara> OPS: I know. ::smiles and goes back to work::

ACTION: Doole finds engineering empty, however locates weapons from the fallen Cylopians.

<TO_MJDoole> ::finds one of the weapons that was left behind by the intruders, picks it up and looks it over::

<MO_Snow> ::enters Operations:: CO: You rang Captain?

ACTION: The feedback loop begins interfering with the ships’ tractor beams and warp cores.  The tractor beams suddenly cease.

<SO_Ens_Miller> SO: Sir, no response to the hail.

<OPS_Walker> Self:  Yess!  CO:  Got 'em!

<CO_Regnum> MO: Check on Lieutenant Walker. Lieutenant Bodine and Lieutenant Jankara tried to patch up his injuries, but make sure that there is no lasting damage.

<TO_MJDoole> ::figures out how to at least fire the weapon::

<OPS_Walker> ::brings all available power online::  ALL:  Powering up everything we've got...

<MO_Snow> CO: Understood.

<TO_MJDoole> Self: Payback is hell.

<CO_Regnum> OPS: Hail them again.

<CIV_Bodine> OPS: Nice Work Sir ! I read about you... Heard you where a fine Operations manager. :: he smiles at Walker ::

<OPS_Walker> CO:  ::hits a few switches::  Channel open, sir.

<FCO_Jankara> ::watches the ships carefully::

<MO_Snow> ::walks up behind Walker and begins scanning him with a tricorder::

ACTION:  Three Cylopian's are detected outside the brig.

<OPS_Walker> CIV:  Nah, just a few college hacker tricks.  ::gives a wink to the CIV:: You know.  Kid stuff.

<CO_Regnum> COM: Armada: This is Captain Victor Regnum of the Federation Starbase Arcadia, identify yourselves and stand down your attack.

<TO_MJDoole> ::hunts down and finds two more intruders behind personal shielding::

<TO_MJDoole> ::fires the weapon at the shielding::

<CIV_Bodine> CO: Can I shoot one of them ... :: looks at the CO with longing ::

<CO_Regnum> CIV: By all means Lieutenant, show them we mean business.

<OPS_Walker> ALL:  There are three intruders outside the Brig.  ::reinforces the shields on that deck and then drops emergency bulkheads around them::

<TO_MJDoole> ::watches the shielding fail:: ::quickly steps through, and grabs both intruders by the neck and lifts them off their feet::

<CIV_Bodine> :: his hands waiting for the moment fired at the nearest ship targeting its engines and a few more shots where fired an assortment of torpedos low yield to other ships in the armada this he did in a warning ::

<CO_Regnum> OPS: Full power to shields and weapons

<TO_MJDoole> :;very angry:: Intruders: REMEMBER ME!!??

<MO_Snow> ::frowns and finishes her scan::

<OPS_Walker> CO:  Aye, sir.  ::makes the adjustments::  

<TO_MJDoole> Intruder:: Where are the rest of your cohorts?

<SO_Ens_Miller> CO: I am reading multiple like forms on the vessels, unidentifiable at this time sir.

<CIV_Bodine> ALL: Sure are a lot of life form on those ships ... You would think they meant to invade us ...

<OPS_Walker> ALL:  Sensors are detecting 4 bodies on the escaping ship.  Vulcan.  There are lots of life forms on the other ships.  But not identifiable

<TO_MJDoole> Indruders: Speak now, or breathe your last breath.

<CIV_Bodine> :: he targets the ships with the Vulcans on it and acting on former order he fires weapons in an attempt to disable the fleeing ship ::

<Intruder 1> ::reaches out to grab Doole::

ACTION:  The intruders are trapped on the Brig deck by heavy shielding and emergency bulkheads

<TO_MJDoole> ::tightens grip, holding them at arm's length::

<MO_Snow> OPS: I'm afraid that arm is broken.  You'll have to come down to sickbay to get it fixed.  I can brace it for now.

<OPS_Walker> MO:  Yeah, brace it.  I don't want to leave during an alert, Doctor.  ::lets the MO do his stuff::

<Intruder 1> ::grabs Doole's wrist:: ~~~~TO: Tell them to stop~~~~

<MO_Snow> OPS: That's what I figured.  ::moves up and carefully takes Walker's arm to brace it::

<TO_MJDoole> Intruder 1: Who? Tell who to stop?

ACTION:  The ships hold position, taking the damage inflicted by the stations weapons.

<OPS_Walker> MO:  ::grateful::  Thanks Doc.  

<TO_MJDoole> ~~~~Intruder 1: Who? Ask who to stop?~~~~

<MO_Snow> ::finishes the bracing:: OPS: Anytime, I'll see you downstairs soon, okay?

<FCO_Jankara> ::continues checking sensors::

<OPS_Walker> MO:  As soon as I can.  Promise.  ::turns back to console::

<CIV_Bodine> CO: Sir, the ships are not doing anything in response. They are taking damage, they do not appear to be firing back or retreating.

<Intruder 1> ~~~~TO: The shooting, the shooting must stop~~~~

<OPS_Walker> ::routes engineering teams and Operations teams into engineering with a proviso they may have to repel boarders::

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