Host SM-Trish says:
USS Cherokee 10712.09  The Cat House Part 1

Starring 
Trish Yarborough as SM, Admiral Alexander and S’Mole
Brandon Mitcham as CO_Worthington 
Mark Haslam as aXO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard
Dawn Freeman as OPS_Nash
Rob Bindles as FCO_ENS_ Zdunovski
Christine Sheed as CEO_Ens_Pasco
Steve Weller as CIV_Ayidee and S`Mean
Steve Gelhorn as CMO_Cmdr_McDonald 
Zach Farland as CNS_Wells 

Host CO_Worthington says:
Captain's Log Stardate 10712.09 The crew of the Cherokee completes the shakedown cruise as I have called everyone to the bridge for our orders. We will respond to a distress call from a Caitian vessel near Ferengi space.  Now we will see if the crew is ready for active duty.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Begin Mission >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Host Adm-Alexander says:
@COM: Cherokee:  This is Admiral Alexander.  I need to speak to the Captain.

OPS_LtCmdr_Nash says:
::on the Bridge, at OPS::

CNS_Wells says:
::At his place on the bridge::

CIV_Ayidee says:
::On Bridge, continuing to check the calibration of the Science and Tactical Scanners.::

OPS_LtCmdr_Nash says:
CO:  Captain, Admiral Alexander needs to speak to you. Putting her through now.

Host CO_Worthington says:
COM: Adm: Yes Admiral, what can I do for you.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
@COM: CO:  Captain, we have found out the name of the vessel.  It is Lyncis Pride.  I am still working on a name, as the former Captain of that ship recently retired.  I will let you know as soon as I have it.

FCO_Ens_Zdunovski says:
::At the flight console, awaiting orders.  Fiddling on some flight systems.::

Host CO_Worthington says:
Com: Adm: Understood. We will be departing immediately. 

OPS_LtCmdr_Nash says:
CO: Aye, Sir.  ::puts the ship on Shipwide::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
@COM: CO:  Captain, how has the Cherokee performed in her shakedown cruise?

Host CO_Worthington says:
COM: Adm: The ship seems ready to handle the stress. The crew is getting into shape.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: hearing the orders and standing up, moving slowly over to where the CIV is currently working. ::

CIV_Ayidee says:
XO: Systems seem to be working as expected.  A few calibrations, but otherwise sensors are fully up to speed.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
@COM: CO:  Well, I thought you should let your crew know, that there are many missing Starbase personnel that see the error of their ways, and I believe the rest have a little party planned with apologies when you get back.

Host CO_Worthington says:
COM: Adm: We should hope so, I have always felt like the Starbase was a second home until recently.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: speaks softly so as not to interupt the CO's conversation. :: CIV: Search the ship registry for the Lyncis Pride, see what she was carrying and her destination.  Won't hurt to be prepared.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
@COM: CO:  Trent, it just came through, the Captain's name is S’Mean.  He has a crew of 2.

CIV_Ayidee says:
XO: Aye sir, will do that immediately.  ::Adjusts panel to LCARs access mode and begins looking for registration and cargo manifest.::

Host CO_Worthington says:
COM: Adm: Understood and acknowledged Admiral.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
@COM: CO:  Good luck.  Alexander out.

Host CO_Worthington says:
ALL: Crew, we will be departing for the Ferengi border. We have received a distress call from a Caitian vessel and will offer any assistance.

CNS_Wells says:
::Punching something up on his console:: CO: Must not be a very big ship with a crew of three.

Host CO_Worthington says:
FCO: I am sending you the coordinates, please lay in and engage at Warp 6.

CIV_Ayidee says:
XO: Ship's manifest indicates a load of grain headed for Bajor as part of the relief effort from the recent crop failures.  No reported suspicious activity, and no records on the crew.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CO: Sir, I'm having Commander Ayidee do a search on the vessel in question, her destination and cargo manifest.  Should give us an idea of what we are dealing with.

FCO_Ens_Zdunovski says:
::Heard the words, warp 6, and prepared speed already. Then adding the coordinates.::

Host CO_Worthington says:
XO: Good work. Prepare a rescue team by the time we arrive.

FCO_Ens_Zdunovski says:
CO: Yes sir, ready to go.

Host CO_Worthington says:
FCO: Engage at your leisure.

FCO_Ens_Zdunovski says:
::Laying in course and quickly speeding up to warp 6.:: CO: We are enroute sir.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CO: Understood sir.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: walks over to the Tactical Station and organizes two separate teams with Miller and Kilbrowski both heading one team. ::

Host CO_Worthington says:
CNS: Coordinate with the Doctor and make sure Sick Bay is ready for casualties.

CNS_Wells says:
CO: Aye, Sir.

CIV_Ayidee says:
CO/ XO/ CNS: Ship's got a bunch of mass, but the vast majority of it is in cargo pods.  About the size of one of our mission pods, but livable area not much more than a shuttle or runabout.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CO: Sir, maybe we should also look into how hot a commodity that grain is?  If the Ferengi see it as a viable target, we might be able to figure out who might have reason to delay that ship.

CNS_Wells says:
::Sends a COM to Sickbay, requesting the prepare and stand by::

Host CO_Worthington says:
CIV: Stand by on a tractor beam, we may have to tow them to safety.

Host CO_Worthington says:
XO: First we will asses and rescue, then we can investigate. However we should be ready for an attack.

CIV_Ayidee says:
CO: Aye sir, I'll have a level 3 diagnostic performed immediately to ensure it's in working order.

FCO_Ens_Zdunovski says:
::Listens with a lot of interest to the conversation behind him.::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ACTION:  A message is forwarded to the Cherokee.  The Lyncis Pride is dead is space.  They are at a loss as to why the ship quit functioning.  They are just 1 Light Year out from Bajor, along the 250 degree from galactic center axis.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CO: Aye sir.  Tactical will...I'll have Tactical standing by.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: shakes his head as he lets the Tactical officer on duty handle what he was about to do. ::

OPS_LtCmdr_Nash says:
::while monitoring communications, she comes across the message::  CO:  Sir, The Lyncis Pride has been located.  They are just outside of Bajor.  And Sir, they are dead in space.  Their ship just quit functioning and they have no reason.

Host CO_Worthington says:
OPS: Any word of hostile ships in the area?

OPS_LtCmdr_Nash says:
CO:   None that has been noted.

CNS_Wells says:
ALL: Could it be as simple as they just need a good engineer?

FCO_Ens_Zdunovski says:
::Raises an eyebrow.::

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CNS: That very well may be the case.  I've let Engineering know to have a team ready to effect repairs as necessary.

CIV_Ayidee says:
CNS: Very well could be, small crews, very tough to keep up on maintenance.

Host CO_Worthington says:
CNS: Could be possible. OPS: Time to intercept at current speed?

CNS_Wells says:
CO: Possible, but not probable, not with our track record. ::Smiles to himself::

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CIV: As we approach, see if we can get the sensors to do a detailed scan of the immediate area.  We might be able to determine if it was a natural phenomenon that disabled the ship.

S`Mean says:
#COM: Cherokee: This is the Lyncis Pride on a relief run to Bajor.  We are in need of assistance.  We have been told Starfleet is sending you in our direction, is that correct?

CIV_Ayidee says:
::Oversees the diagnostic on the Tractor to ensure it will be ready when we arrive.::

Host CO_Worthington says:
COM: Lyncis Pride: This is Captain Worthington of the Federation Starship Cherokee. What happened to you out there?

CIV_Ayidee says:
XO: Aye Commander, will do that once we're in Short Range Sensor Range.

S`Mean says:
COM: CO: Uncertain Captain, one minute we were moving along, the next we dropped out of work.  Diagnostics from the cabin show everything is working correct, and we have...limited repair capability.

CNS_Wells says:
::Listens carefully to S’Mean tell his tale::

FCO_Ens_Zdunovski says:
::Works on the flight system and gets the last bit of shake out of the system.:: Self: Sigh. That is fixed.

Host CO_Worthington says:
COM: Lyncis Pride: We are en route to you and should be there shortly. Just hang in there.

S`Mean says:
COM: CO: I was getting my EVA suit on when we got the call you were on your way, but it's a long walk back there EVA.  Thank you, Captain.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CO: Perhaps they can transmit their ship's diagnostics to our computer.  We might be able to see something that they missed?

Host CO_Worthington says:
XO: We can assess that later, our first priority is to seeing to their safety. Then we can worry about repairing the ship. Besides, I am sure they know their own systems pretty well.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CO: Aye sir.

Host S’Mole says:
#S’Mean:  I hope they hurry up and get here beloved.  I do not like sitting in Ferengi space.

S`Mean says:
#S'Mole: Get both suits ready.  Even if they can help, we'll probably have to go out and lend a hand.  Doubt they've had much experience with a strap and loop operation like this.  Not to mention a ship this old.  And don't worry about the Ferengi.  Even with the Bajoran problems, not like it's worth enough to risk pirating Federation ships for them.

Host S’Mole says:
#S’Mean:  Surely we are able to dock with them?  My paws start to hurt thinking about going outside.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: moves over to the XO's seat and pulls up the specifications of the Lyncis Pride. ::

Host CO_Worthington says:
CIV: Is there anything about Cait culture I should be aware of, any ceremonial greetings?

Host S`Mean says:
#S'Mole: Get a grip, not like you have to go without a suit.  Docking isn't a problem, but even if docked, we can't get to the engines easily.

CIV_Ayidee says:
CO: You're asking me?  I've spent a grand total of about a year on Cait in my life, and that was mostly in a very small group.

Host S’Mole says:
#::sighs and begins swishing her tail::  S’Mean:  But can't they help you?

OPS_LtCmdr_Nash says:
CO:  We are less than 30 minutes away from their location.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CNS: Counselor, have you anything on Cait Culture that we can look into to make sure we don't step on any toes...paws...we don't pull a me over there?

Host CO_Worthington says:
CIV: So your telling me you don't know anything of your own culture? Perhaps you should spend some time with our guests, maybe give you a new perspective.

Host S’Mole says:
ACTION:  As S’Mean is looking at his viewing screen, a small shimmer moves across.

Host S`Mean says:
#S'Mole: It's our ship, it's our responsibility.  Wouldn't mind a quick fix, but that's not...what was that?

CNS_Wells says:
XO: I think we can afford to just be ourselves. I think they will be happy just to see us arrive.

Host S’Mole says:
#S’Mean:  What was what?  ::Peering at the view screen::

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CNS: Good point.

CIV_Ayidee says:
CO: My culture is Starfleet, Sir.  My biology is Cait.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CIV: Are we close enough to get a good look at the area of space the Lyncis Pride chose to make a parking spot?

Host S’Mole says:
#S’Mean:  What did you see my love?

Host S`Mean says:
S'Mole: Just a glimmer, a glitch almost.  No idea what it was, and not finding anything on sensors.  ::Smacks sensor console.::  Nothing.

Host S’Mole says:
ACTION:  Several minutes later, the Cherokee arrives at the given coordinates, but no Cait ship is there.

Host CO_Worthington says:
OPS: Any trail of them on sensors? Do you see any warp trails?

CIV_Ayidee says:
::Running full scans on the area, looking for the Lyncis Pride or what happened to it.::

OPS_LtCmdr_Nash says:
CO:  Checking.

FCO_Ens_Zdunovski says:
::Points his ears.:: Self: Warp 6 to a lost ship, then we arrive and then there is no ship. Is it ghosting?

Host CO_Worthington says:
XO: Take us to Yellow alert, just to be safe.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
::walks over to the Tactical station, nodding to the TO there as he hits the Yellow alert klaxon.:: Shipwide: All hands, yellow alert.

Host S’Mole  (Yellow Alert.wav)

CIV_Ayidee says:
XO: Warp trail ends here, no sign of what happened to the ship.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CO: Ship is at yellow alert, Captain.

FCO_Ens_Zdunovski says:
::Fingers to the console.::

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CIV: See if you can pick up any trace radiation that might not fit in with local space.  Might give us an idea if there was an accident.

CIV_Ayidee says:
*Astrometrics*: I need a full Gravitational map of the area, as detailed as you can get, ASAP.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
FCO: Take us out of Warp, Mr. Zdunovski.

FCO_Ens_Zdunovski says:
Self: This place is haunted. 
XO: Yes sir.

CNS_Wells says:
CO: Perhaps we should check for signs of space phenomenon, or something.  They aren't cloaked so, if they think they are here and they are not, maybe they are here but not here?

Host CO_Worthington says:
FCO: All stop. OPS/CIV: Search for any debris.

CIV_Ayidee says:
XO: Aye sir, also having a full Gravitational scan done, if there's a ship out here it would have some mass.

CNS_Wells says:
Self: Hmmm, that didn't sound right.

FCO_Ens_Zdunovski says:
:: Ship drops out of warp  onto impulse.:: XO: We have impulse speed sir.  ::Further slowing down.::

OPS_LtCmdr_Nash says:
CO:  Aye, Sir.  ::begins scanning area for debris::

CIV_Ayidee says:
::Starts a full spectrum radiation scan of local space.::

FCO_Ens_Zdunovski says:
::Ship stops.:: CO: Ship is at a full stop.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CO: Whatever happened, it happened fast enough they couldn't get word to us.

Host S’Mole says:
ACTION:  A shimmer is seen on the view screen of the Cherokee.  Suddenly, the Lyncis Pride appears out of nowhere.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CO: Captain!  On screen!

Host CO_Worthington says:
XO: What do you make of that? OPS: Hail them.

CIV_Ayidee says:
::Shocked as the ship appears on sensors.::  XO/ CO: It's back, backtracking sensor readings, seeing if I can see what happened.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CO: Was that a cloak effect?

OPS_LtCmdr_Nash says:
::hails the Lyncis Pride::

FCO_Ens_Zdunovski says:
Self: As I said before, haunted.

Host S’Mole says:
#S’Mean:  Look!  There they are!  They just appeared.  Since when does the Federation use cloaking technology?

Host CO_Worthington says:
XO: Subspace anomaly perhaps?

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
FCO: No such thing  as spooks, Ensign.

CIV_Ayidee says:
<Astrometrics> *CIV*: We have a problem, Commander.  According to ship sensors, we're not where we just were.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CIV: What exactly do they mean?
FCO: Position check!

CIV_Ayidee says:
*Astrometrics*: Get me an exact location ASAP.

Host CO_Worthington says:
COM: Lyncis Pride: Pride, this is Captain Worthington. What happened to you?  You just appeared out of no where.

FCO_Ens_Zdunovski says:
XO: Yes sir, just thought so, but you are right. I do not believe in ghost either, but this made me think of it.  Checking sir

CIV_Ayidee says:
XO/ CO: Astrometrics is reporting the stars alignment is suddenly wrong.  Looking into it now.

CNS_Wells says:
CO: Are we sure they appeared here?  Maybe we appeared there.

Host S`Mean says:
#COM: CO: We just appeared?  We didn't go anywhere, looked like you came out of nowhere.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CO: I think we just slipped right behind whatever made them disappear.

FCO_Ens_Zdunovski says:
XO: Sir, the stars are in a wrong position. I can not say we are other then in Ferengi space.

CIV_Ayidee says:
CO/ XO: Switching to Temporal scans, seeing if there's any sign of a temporal jump.  Wormhole scan will follow.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
FCO: Plot the exact distance we took in relative space since the moment we "jumped" locations.

Host CO_Worthington says:
COM: LP: That is very odd. Shall we have you beamed aboard and we will take your ship in tow to be repaired?

FCO_Ens_Zdunovski says:
XO: Yes sir.

Host S`Mean says:
#COM: CO: That would be appreciated, Captain.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CO: I'll meet them in the Transporter Room if you wish, Captain?

Host CO_Worthington says:
COM: Lyncis Pride: Stand by for transport. OPS: Beam them aboard. CIV: Engage tractor beam.

FCO_Ens_Zdunovski says:
XO: I cannot measure distance sir. We are on the same spot, yet we see a different star pattern.

OPS_LtCmdr_Nash says:
::beams the crew of the Lyncis Pride on board.::

Host S’Mole says:
@S’Mean:  Can't I stay here?  You know I don't like being transported!

Host CO_Worthington says:
XO: The Counselor and myself will accompany you. OPS: You have the bridge. ::heads for the Turbo Lift::

CIV_Ayidee says:
::Engages Tractor Beam.::  CO: Tractor beam locked.

Host S’Mole ACTION:  The two Caits are beamed aboard the Cherokee. (Transporter.wav)

Host S`Mean says:
#S'Mole: You want to stay here alone?  Come on, it's not that bad, especially with a state of the art Transporter.

Host S’Mole says:
::lets out a howl that will wake the dead::

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: walks over to the TL and enters behind the CO. :: CO: This is right darn peculiar. Could it be possible that whatever brought us here wasn't stationary?

CNS_Wells says:
::Follows the CO to Turbolift::

Host CO_Worthington says:
XO: Perhaps the anomaly is what disabled their vessel. TL: Transporter Room.

CIV_Ayidee says:
::Gets a report from Astrometrics.::  CO/ XO: Problem, Sirs.  Temporal jump seems to have occurred, approximately 25 years back.  Before the Dominion War.

Host S’Mole says:
::her furs rises on her back and she flicks her tail, waiting to tell her mate a thing or two when they get back to their own ship::

CNS_Wells says:
CO: It hasn't disabled our ship.

Host S`Mean says:
Transporter Tech: Thank you, we appreciate the delivery and the aid of your ship.

Host CO_Worthington says:
*CIV*: Are you saying we have gone back in time?

CIV_Ayidee says:
*CO*: To put it simply, yes, it appears that way.

CNS_Wells says:
CO/XO: Oh no, time travel. I hate time travel.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CO: Captain, if were 25 years in the past, the Ferengi are not going to be at ALL pleased we are in their space.

Host CO_Worthington says:
*CIV*: Any theories how to get home, wait a second, are we now in Cardassian space?

Host CO_Worthington says:
XO: If this is during the Cardassian occupation, I believe they controlled a larger amount of space.

OPS_LtCmdr_Nash says:
Self:  I sure don't want my baby to be born in a time when I was a young child.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: remembers suddenly about that as the Captain reminds him. :: CO: Oh that is just lovely.  Because the Cardassians were such a joy to deal with back then.

CNS_Wells says:
CO: Yes, we are near Bajor or suppose to be.

Host S’Mole says:
ACTION:  As if the child heard Kyleigh, she gives her mother a little kick in the side.

CIV_Ayidee says:
*CO*: According to records, we are now in Cardassian space.  Information on the state of the Ferengi/ Cardassian border is spotty at best.

Host CO_Worthington says:
XO/CNS: We must decide now, the Cardassians are going to be here soon. We have to figure out a way home before we are forced to retreat.

FCO_Ens_Zdunovski says:
::Looks at OPS.:: OPS: As long as we do not change anything, there is no problem, right?

OPS_LtCmdr_Nash says:
::she rubs her abdomen::  Unborn Ryleigh:  Don't worry, you will be born in our correct time.

OPS_LtCmdr_Nash says:
FCO:  Easier said than done, Ensign.

CIV_Ayidee says:
FCO: Indeed, easier said than done.
*CO*: Cardassian Scout ship on an intercept course, Captain.

CNS_Wells says:
CO: Agreed. For now we can take the Caits and their ship with us.

Host CO_Worthington says:
::exits the TL and enters the Transporter room::

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CO: Full scan of the area might reveal what it was that pulled us back in time.  We could have the science department do a comparative scan of the Cait Ship as well.

FCO_Ens_Zdunovski says:
::Prepares for evasive flight pattern.::

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: follows after the CO. ::

Host CO_Worthington says:
*CIV*: Time until intercept?

CNS_Wells says:
::Enters Transporter Room::

Host S`Mean says:
::Starts to extend paw and thank the Captain, but stops when he gets the call.::

Host CO_Worthington says:
CNS: Would you welcome our guests and explain the situation. XO: Let's get back to the bridge. ::reenters the TL::

CIV_Ayidee says:
*CO*: They aren't closing fast, still at impulse.  About an hour out at this pace, probably not looking to walk into a trap.

CNS_Wells says:
CO: Aye, Sir.

Host S’Mole says:
::continues flicking her tail::  CO/XO:  Well, when will you begin to help us with our ship? ::purring::

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: nods and renters the TL with the CO. ::

Host S`Mean says:
S'Mole: Relax, they will help us, but they probably have other problems.

Host CO_Worthington says:
XO: We have an hour to get home before we are in major trouble. Suggestions?

CNS_Wells says:
S’Mean/S’Mole: Welcome friends, I'm Counselor Gary Wells, we do have a situation here but, we are working on getting us all home.

Host S`Mean says:
CNS: I am S’Mean, free trader and owner of the Lyncis Pride.  Thank you for your prompt response to our distress.

Host S’Mole says:
::emits a low growl in the back of her throat::  CNS:  What situation?  How is helping us a situation?

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CO: The scout is probably a Hideki.  Nothing we can't handle, except we can't really engage them without polluting the time line.  So that's out.  Detailed scans of the area.  Anything out of the ordinary .

FCO_Ens_Zdunovski says:
::Nods towards OPS and CIV.::

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CO: See if anything on board the Lyncis Pride might have misfired and caused anything to react to local space.

Host CO_Worthington says:
::exits on to the bridge:: CIV: Any idea how to go back through whatever anomaly brought us here?

CNS_Wells says:
S’Mean/S’Mole: It seems neither your ship nor ours is where it should be or I should say when it is suppose to be.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CO: We might also try to access their navigation logs to see if maybe it was a cumulative effect with something they encountered earlier.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: shrugs :: CO: Best I can suggest until we know more.

Host S’Mole says:
CNS:  When?  What do you mean?  I know the Stardate as well as you do.

CIV_Ayidee says:
CO: Need to figure out what happened to get us here first.  Still looking into it.

Host CO_Worthington says:
XO: Send a team over to their ship. Let them know what we are doing and see if we can find some answers.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
CO: I'll take Kilbrowski and Lieutenant Goode with me.   We'll see what we can figure out sir.

Host S`Mean says:
S'Mole: Enough, we've obviously fallen into something strange.  Trust them, Starfleet is our best....only shot at getting out of whatever this is.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: nods to the TO and lets him know to inform Kilbrowski to join him at the Transporter Room.  Entering the TL to return to where the CNS is entertaining their guests. ::

CNS_Wells says:
Caits: Well, according to our systems we have somehow gone back to a time and place 25 years ago. I know this sounds alarming but believe me the Captain will figure it out. Why don't you come with me?

Host CO_Worthington says:
XO: Be careful, I don't want you guys to phase to the future without us.

Host S`Mean says:
CNS: Twenty Five years?  Does that mean both of us are flying brand new ships?  ::Grins.::  We'll follow you, of course.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
*CNS* Commander Wells, can you ask our guests permission for us to take a team onboard their ship to perhaps figure out what's going on?

CNS_Wells says:
*XO*: Aye, Sir.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
*CNS*: If anything we might be able to figure out what's wrong with their ship.  Least we can do while we are there.

CNS_Wells says:
Caits: We would like you permission to board your ship to see what we can see. Is it okay?

Host CO_Worthington says:
OPS: We must prepare for the possibility that we are stuck here for a while. To keep the exposure minimal, we are now on a total blackout. Also, check library computers for uniforms from 25 years ago, we may have to disguise ourselves.

Host S`Mean says:
CNS: Of course, can't expect help to work long distance.

OPS_LtCmdr_Nash says:
CO:  Aye, Sir.

CNS_Wells says:
::Leads them out of Transporter Room:: *XO*: It's a go Commander.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
::  exits the TL and enters the Transporter Room, nodding to both Kilbrowski and Goode as they wait for him to join them on the transporter pad. :: *CO*: Away team ready for transport.

CNS_Wells says:
Caits: Thank you. 

CNS_Wells says:
*CO*: Sir, I'd like to bring our friends to the Ready Room if that is okay?

Host CO_Worthington says:
*CNS*: Take them to the Observation lounge, please.

CNS_Wells says:
::Enters Turbolift and waits for the Caits to join him:: *CO*: Aye, Sir.

OPS_LtCmdr_Nash says:
::does her research::

Host CO_Worthington says:
OPS: Energize.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
:: looks to the transporter technician and nods ::

CIV_Ayidee says:
::Running full scans on local space, looking for signs of why the jump happened.::

Host S’Mole ACTION:  OPS transports the AT to the Cait vessel. (Transporter.wav)

OPS_LtCmdr_Nash says:
::beams away team to the Cait vessel::

Host S`Mean says:
::Follows the Counselor.::

Host S’Mole says:
::follows her mate::

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
@Kilbrowski: Okay, full Tricorder scans on every metric foot.  Look for anything that might pop up as unusual.

Host CO_Worthington says:
::cringes as he thinks about wearing spandex::

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
@Goode: Same thing for you, other side.   I'll take the pilot compartment.

CNS_Wells says:
::Once Caits are with him, he escorts them to the Observation Lounge:: Caits: You will be comfortable here.  Weren't there a total of three in your crew?

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
@All: And remember you two.  We DO have a curfew!

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
@<Kilbrowski>XO: Metric Foot, Sir?

Host S’Mole says:
CNS:  May I have some warm milk please?  Also, some mild cheese would be nice.  ::walking over to him and patting his arm::

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
@Kilbrowski: Don't start.  I'm having a bad day.  First day on the job and I'm already 25 years too early for my first shift.

Host S`Mean says:
CNS: Not at the present.  Barely enough room for two aboard.  Adding another would cut into cargo space, not to mention raise operating cost.  Might have helped this time to have an engineer, though.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
@::walks over to the pilot's station and begins to review the navigation logs and data records.::

Host CO_Worthington says:
*XO*: What is your status?

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
@*CO*: Captain, so far we coming with nothing to explain how and why we got here.  The cargo pods are full to capacity with nothing more than Tri-metatocular Grain.

CNS_Wells says:
S’Mole: Certainly. ::Has Replicator prepare warm milk, cheese and tuna fish on crackers and places it all on the table:: Caits: I was sure they said three crew, oh well sit, enjoy.

Host CO_Worthington says:
*XO*: Prepare to return to the Cherokee. Let me know when you are ready.

Host S`Mean says:
::Bows.::  CNS: Thank you.  And your crew for that matter.  We know there are bigger problems than a ship with engine problems.

Host S’Mole says:
CNS:  That fish smells wonderful.  I didn't realize how hungry I was.  We seldom have real food.  We just don't have the space for it.  ::she carefully picks up a cracker with the tuna on it::

CIV_Ayidee says:
CO: Still nothing on sensors to explain what happened.  May need to find another way back, but not giving up yet.

Host XO_Lt_Cmdr_Hazzard says:
@*CO*: Yes sir.  Sorry we couldn't shine a light on this situation.

CNS_Wells says:
::Great, I'm second officer and I end up just feeding the cats::

Host S’Mole says:
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