The USS Claymore and the Romulan Vessel Rhenal are in hiding around the S Class planet Tau Kata VII.  Repairs to the Claymore are complete, with the Claymore back to 100%.

The Rhenal however is not so fortunate. Her Quantum Singularity propulsion system has taken a direct hit from the Vinii I weapons and will not initiate.

For the last week all is quite in the Tau Kata System.

****************** Resume Mission ***********************

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	::Walks down the corridor of the Claymore from the transporter room looking over the latest reports.::

<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::Already in a fresh uniform, having finished a brisk water shower after her unusual routine in the holodeck, rubs her hair lightly with a towel::

<CMO_Lt_Welland>	::Reviewing the latest results from Captain Cumberland's treatments, as she was the first volunteer to begin receiving the combination of antiprotons and metreon::

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::on the Bridge in T'Shara's chair::   TAC: What have you got?  ::turns::

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	::Stops and notes a few of the problems with the Romulan ship before making a few notes and continuing to the lounge.::

<TAC_PO_Winchester> OPS: Scanning, sir.  ::scans the surrounding area passively, trying to pick up any ships or anything noteworthy::

<CMO_Lt_Welland>	::Moves from his standing position in sickbay to review the general status board at the side of the main ward, carefully looking over each name and their basic vital signs::

<TAC_PO_Winchester>  ::scans through twice, just to be thorough...and since he doesn't have anything else to do...and since this is the third time in the last fifteen minutes Davis has asked him::  

<TAC_PO_Winchester>  OPS: Nothing at all, Commander. Just our vessels here.

<CMC_MCPO_Beckett> OPS: Nothing from the recon craft either, sir. I'm just receiving reports now.

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::looks back at Beckett::  CMC: Thank you, Master Chief.

<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::Having coaxed most of the water out of her hair, runs a brush through it and secures it in its usual twist::

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::rubs hands together slowly, kind of out of habit::

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	*OPS*:  Just to let you know I'm back on the Claymore and heading to the lounge for something to eat.  Anything new to report?

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::pauses::  *CO*: Sensors are clear. Maintaining relative position....no changes.

<Dr_Sokov>  ::Places his tricorder in the aperture to recharge it and download data, going across the supply room to find a fresh unit::  Amica:  Nurse, is Doctor Welland in the main ward?

<CMC_MCPO_Beckett>  ::grins a little::  OPS: Nervous there, Commander?

<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::Assesses herself briefly in the mirror, then heads out of her quarters. Briefly reflects on her satisfyingly correct punctuality of recent days. No more late to shift due to unconsciousness and the like::

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	*OPS*: Acknowledged.

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::hears T'Shara's comm, then turns the other way towards Beckett, finally diffusing his tension with a smile::  CMC: I don't know, Master Chief. I feel a little more anxious than nervous...just sick of sitting here.

<CWO_Amica>  ::Moving a box of hyposprays to a lower shelf::  Sokov:  He's...still out there.

<CMC_MCPO_Beckett>  ::nods head as he files reports in the computer from one of the Bridge stations::  OPS: I hear that, sir. I'm sure the action will come soon enough for ya.

<CMO_Lt_Welland>	::Makes a modification of about one hundredth of a percent to the current treatment solution, and enters it into the orders::

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::nods as he starts rubbing his hands together again::  CMC: That's what I'm afraid of.

<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::Enters sickbay and heads to her station, taking a seat::

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::gets up and moves forward towards his usual station at Operations::  AOPS: Any luck on a power solution for the Rhenal, Chief?

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	::Enters the lounge and walks over to get some tea.::  *OPS*: Commander, if you have time why don't you join me in the lounge.  I want to go over a possible plan to get us all out of this area and closer to DS3.

<Dr_Sokov>  ::Looks up with his signature Vulcan look of immediate, total recall::  Amica:  Doctor Welland has been on duty for twenty-three hours, forty-two minutes.  Before resting for four hours, two minutes prior to that, the length of his duty shift was logged as-- ::Interrupted by Amica holding up a hand::

<AOPS_CPO_Rogers>  ::shakes head and looks back to Davis, disappointed in himself:: OPS: Nothing yet, sir. I'm still looking into it but I'm just not sure that we could help them in any way. Their power system just seems too jacked up.

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::frowns::

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	*CO*: Give me a second.

<CWO_Amica>  Sokov:  If you think he needs a break, talk to him.  I don't think anyone else would say anything to him even if they felt it was a good idea.  ::Takes one of the hyposprays and sidles past Sokov back into the main ward::

<Dr_Sokov>  ::Pauses a moment, then replies to Amica's retreating form::  Amica:  I will take that under advisement.  ::Collects his tricorder and follows out::

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	*OPS*: Understood, I will be waiting.  ::orders her usual salad and walks over to a table tea in hand.::

<CMO_Lt_Welland>	::Only now takes notice of Raeyld's presence, turning 180 degrees to face out into the ward, and spotting Amica, holds up his PADD for the ritual wireless exchange of information::

<CMO_Lt_Welland>	MO:  Hello, Doctor.  ::Tucks his PADD back into his jacket::  The board is updated.  ::Walks away, toward the office::

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::leans down looking at console::  AOPS: Here's the question. Can we do something to the Romulan ship to get their cloaking device working, and if not...what do we need to do to make it work here?  ::looks sternly at Rogers::

<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::Keys in her code to access the information at her station and pulls up the most recent sickbay status report, as well as any messages she may have waiting for her. Bring up her schedule for the day on the other monitor::

<Dr_Sokov>  ::Pauses alongside Amica not too far from Raeyld, watching Welland::

<AOPS_CPO_Rogers>  OPS: Well, sir, I don't know anything about cloaki-
<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::Glances up, at Welland's back, and simply sighs, shaking her head slightly::

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::holds hand up::  AOPS: Not what I asked, Chief. What can we do? We need options now. Think about it.

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::stands up and heads for the turbolift::

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	CMC: You have the Bridge, Master Chief. Don't break anything.

<CMC_MCPO_Beckett>  OPS: Aye sir.  ::smiles to himself more than anyone else, but remains at his station as he rifles through paperwork::

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::enters turbolift::  Turbolift: Take me to the lounge.

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	::begins to eat her salad as she looks over some more reports.  Which seemed to be all she did lately besides trekking back and forth between ships.::

<CMO_Lt_Welland>	::Orders a mug of warm tea imbued with a large proportion of legal stimulants, and starts to drink it down::

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::exits the empty lift--aside from himself, anyway--and makes way for the lounge::

<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::Looks over to Sokov, and briefly considers seeking his aid, but is reminded of her current level of personal relationship with him, or any member of the medical staff - namely, none. And there doesn't seem much to say about it professionally:: ::Softly, to herself:: What a way to start a morning...  ::Sighs once more, turning back to her console:

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::enters the lounge, also mostly empty, and finds the Captain without trouble; he heads toward her table::

<Dr_Sokov>  ::Hesitates imperceptibly a moment, then raises a breath::  MO:  I believe it might be in Doctor Welland's best interests if you were to speak with him about his recent schedule -- more precisely, his long hours.

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	::Looks up, hand on her tea and notices Davis enter.::

<CWO_Amica>  ::Looks to Sokov a moment, blinking a few times, then looks to Raeyld, wondering why Sokov wouldn't just speak with Welland himself::

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::nods and comes to parade rest, sort of::  CO: Captain.

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	OPS: Thanks for joining me Commander, have a seat.  ::motions to the empty chair at the table.::

<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::Turns in her seat toward Sokov, his having arrested her full attention:: Sokov: Oh..? What has been his schedule?

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	::takes a drink of tea and places the cup back down.::

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::stares at the glass table, effectively to the floor, for a second, then makes his way for the seat across from T'Shara::

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	OPS: I've been looking over the reports on the Rhenal and seeing it first hand I don't think we're going to be able to salvage her.  We simply don't know enough about the propulsion system and don't have adequate equipment to repair the damage.

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::shrugs::  CO: That's fine with me, if Mr. Hull doesn't think he can pull it off. It's less crap to carry around.

<Dr_Sokov>  ::Raises an eyebrow, as if surprised no one else had been keeping a to-the-minute record of Welland's recent schedule::  MO:  Doctor Welland has been on duty for twenty-three hours, forty-four min--

<CWO_Amica>  ::Interrupting again...not his style, but warranted::  MO:  He's been in here forty of the last forty-eight hours.

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	OPS: I want to make preparations to bring the entire crew of the Rhenal over to the Claymore.  ::nods to Davis' comment::  However, I think the Rhenal can be an asset if we program it to fly in a pattern out of the system we can use that opportunity to warp out.  Using it as a decoy.

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::considers this idea for a moment::  CO: And we are trying to head back for Deep Space 3, I take it?

<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::Nods slowly, carefully evaluating their words, without jumping to any conclusions or responses:: Sokov/Amica: Thank you, both, for bringing this to my attention. And beyond the last forty-eight hours?

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	::takes another sip of her tea.::  OPS: Yes, Commander I think that's the prudent choice.  We have at least three diplomats to worry about as well as the crew of the Rhenal, the Carangue and the Nantahala.  I'd rather not risk the lives of those in our care.

<Dr_Sokov>  ::Beats Amica to the punch, and decides to be slightly less precise, as it appears to have bothered the head nurse in some way::  MO:  I would estimate that he has spent more time in Sickbay over the past week than he has not.
<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::frowns::  CO: Even if we use the vessel as a decoy, that's only going to buy us so much time--a head start, if you will. If there's a Romulan vessel out there, they could potentially give us a run for our money.

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	CO: We need something to level the playing field.

<CMO_Lt_Welland>	::After glugging down the whole contents of the large mug, replaces it in the replicator, refills it, and starts drinking down the next serving::

<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::Tries her best to keep her expression steady, but her lips definitely tighten a bit:: Sokov/Amica: I see. Is there anything else, gentlemen?

<CWO_Amica>  MO:  I...don't believe I had anything in the first place.  Ma'am.  I'm sorry.  The status board is updated if you wanted to review anything.  ::Nods once and stealthily yet quickly steps out to the intensive care unit::

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	OPS: I agree.  I'm thinking if we initiate the Rhenal's cloak and set it out at full impulse, looking like it's heading to DS3.  Whoever, is out there would know it's a Romulan ship and would take action first and foremost against that.  Our goal then would be to try and leave here and head to the Thro Tal system, or more specifically Ghidalan Nebula, and then from there to DS3.

<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::Looks to Sokov, patiently::

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::taps the glass table with his right index finger::  CO: Why 
don't we use the cloak for ourselves, instead?

<Dr_Sokov>  ::Watches Amica retreat, then turns back to Raeyld::  MO:  Aside from any updates you might require on the status of any of our patients, I have nothing at this time.  ::Assumes a more at-attention stance and looks straight ahead, away from Raeyld::

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	CO: We have the crew of the Rhenal onboard...they know that we aren't doing anything underhanded. We can pull it out at DS3, assuming we actually get it to work and make it back.

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	OPS: For one Commander it is against Romulan and Starfleet policy and we may not have time to get it fully integrated into the Claymore's systems.

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::shakes head::  CO: Like I said, we have Romulans here...they can testify that we are only using it for safe passage.

<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::Nods slightly, and mentally shoves aside her self-beratement for another time. Stands, though not quite looking Sokov's way:: Sokov: Thank you, Doctor. ...I appreciate it.
<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	CO: The alternative is to make way for DS3 and potentially duke it out with a Romulan vessel, which I don't necessarily fear...but there could be an easier way.

<CMO_Lt_Welland>	::Finishes the beverage, replaces the mug to recycle it, and briskly makes straightaway out of the office and through the ward for the lavatory at the rear of sickbay::  MO/Sokov:  Doctors.  ::Nods dutifully on his way past::

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	OPS: I don't know that the Romulans are going to be particularly happy about taking their cloaking device.  Let alone using their ship as a decoy.  We had enough of an issue taking command of their ship let alone these other plans we are coming up with.

<Dr_Sokov>  ::Practically ignoring Welland's acknowledgement::  MO:  The welfare of the medical staff is also our charge.  I am only performing my duty.  Will that be all?

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::gestures to no one in particular, but means the Romulans::  CO: We can always return them to their ship and let them carry on their merry little trip.

<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::Nods to the quickly passing Welland, then takes a deep breath:: ::Shakes her head:: Sokov: Very well. I shouldn't keep you further from your other duties.

<Chaplain_Teral>  :;wanders by T'Shara and Davis slowly, nodding slowly as well::

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::looks at Teral, but doesn't really gesture or do anything else as he considers their current situation in more careful detail::

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	::glances up at Teral and nods.::

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	OPS: Aye, we could do that.  But, they wouldn't survive given their current situation and the condition of their ship.  Our orders were to find and rescue the diplomats.

<CMC_MCPO_Beckett>  ::yawns::  FCO: Damn it, what do you say there Gulash? You alright?

<Lt_Boomer>	COM: USS Claymore:  Recon 1 reporting in.  We have detected several sub space anomalies opening up 10 light-years out side of Tau Kata System.

<FCO_Ens_Gulash> ::turns towards Beckett and stares::  CMC: I am fine, Master Chief. ::awkwardly:: Thank you for asking.

<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::Turns back to her station and scrolls through the information on the upper screen, accessing some data on shift schedules, and logs::

<CMC_MCPO_Beckett>  COM: Recon 1: Acknowledged, Recon 1. Any vessels that you can detect?

<Dr_Sokov>  ::Pauses a moment::  MO:  ...I am going off duty.

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	OPS: We can check with Lieutenant Hull on how long it would take to integrate the cloaking device into the Claymore's systems if you want to take that into consideration.  But, I don't think we have a lot of time to spend.

<Lt_Boomer>	COM:  USS Claymore:  Negative.  Sensors are clea....  Cancel that.  We have multiple craft appearing from the subspace anomalies.  Twelve..  No 22...

<CMC_MCPO_Beckett>  COM: Recon 1: Stay clear of them, Lieutenant. We'll advise you in a moment.

<CMC_MCPO_Beckett>  TAC: Yellow alert.

<TAC_PO_Winchester> CMC: Yellow alert, aye Master Chief.  ::sets the ship accordingly::

<CMC_MCPO_Beckett> *OPS*: Beckett to Davis

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	*CMC*: Go ahead, Master Chief.

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::watches as alert lights begin flashing::

<Flt_Lt_Claver> COM:  USS Claymore:  Recon 3 reporting in.  I have massive sub space activity on LRS.

<CMC_MCPO_Beckett> *OPS*: Anomalies have appeared. Vessels are flooding the area...22 at last count.

<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::Turns back to Sokov, momentarily feeling as if she's missing something...but just can't tell what:: Sokov: Understood.  ...I'll speak with him, Sokov. At the earliest opportunity. It's not...  ::Before she can finish, glances up as the ship goes to yellow alert::

<CMO_Lt_Welland>	::Emerges back into the main ward just as the yellow lights begin to blink::  Sokov:  If you're going off duty, hold that thought.

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	::Looks up from their conversation as the lights begin to flash, stands::  OPS: I believe that's our cue to get back to the bridge Commander.

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::nods and heads towards the hatch::

<Flt_Lt_Claver> COM:  USS Claymore: I have multiple contacts matching the Vinii I craft.  Patching into Tac for contact updates.

<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::Pulls the status from the Bridge:: Sokov/CMO: Over twenty contacts from subspace anomalies...looks like more Vinii craft..  ::Feels her stomach sink::

<CMC_MCPO_Beckett>  COM: Recon 3: Acknowledged.

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	::Heads for the turbolift::  TL: Bridge.

<CMO_Lt_Welland>	::Looks to Raeyld::  MO:  Understood.  ::Walks back over to the status board to see which members of the staff are presently on duty::

<Lt_Boomer>	COM:  USS Claymore:  Recon 1 here contact update.  Current count is 38 vessels matching Vinii I fighter configuration.

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::with T'Shara in the turbolift::

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	OPS: Sounds like we may have to take action sooner than we thought.

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	CO: I guess so.

<CMO_Lt_Welland>	Sokov:  If we encounter the Vinii I, I want you to keep an eye on everything...where their weapons hit us, and which fighter groups if any are involved.  We need to stay on top of things.

<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::Watches Welland for a moment, then makes her way to the biobeds and begins confirming the supplies available, more importantly at present, the supply of anti-proton metreon treatment::

<Flt_Lt_Laver> COM:  USS Claymore:  This is Recon 2.  I have a very large subspace anomaly opening.   It’s at least 1200 km wide and growing.

<CMO_Lt_Welland>	::Looks up as Amica walks back out::  Amica:  Let our patients know what's going on.  Changing alert statuses isn't going to do much for their stress levels.

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	::the turbolift doors open onto the bridge::  OPS: We could beam the Rhenal crew aboard and begin setting our plan in motion as fast as we possibly can if we think that will by us any time given the number of ships.

<CMC_MCPO_Beckett> COM: Recon 2: Acknowledged, Recon 2. Stand by for orders.

 <Dr_Sokov>  ::Disappears to a nearby, out-of-the-way console to do as Welland directs::

<CWO_Amica>  CMO:  Right, doc.  How specific?

<CMC_MCPO_Beckett> ::glances back with some relief as T'Shara and Davis appear on the Bridge::  CO: Multiple subspace anomalies have appeared, including one as big as 1200km. Some 38 Vinii ships are reported in the vicinity.

<CMO_Lt_Welland>	Amica:  Your call.  ::Looks over to Raeyld::  MO:  Stay on top of the damage reports.  I'll be on dispatch if we need med teams going anywhere; you'll be in charge here.

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	CMC: Have they detected our fighters or our location that we can tell?  Do we have an ETA?

<CMC_MCPO_Beckett>  :;turns back towards Winchester::

<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::Glances up from the work, her stomach still churning, but still professional:: CMO: ..Understood.

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	::Makes her way over to her chair, taking a seat::

<Flt_Lt_Claver> COM:  USS Claymore:  Recon 3 now reporting 26 Vinii I vessels.  transmitting to tactical.

<TAC_PO_Winchester> ::studies console as reports come in from the various recon vessels::

<TAC_PO_Winchester>  CO: Negative, Captain...they don't appear to be heading this way. They seem to be situated roughly 10 light-years from the system, but recon reports don't have them heading here as of yet.

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::replaces Rogers at Operations::

 <TAC_PO_Winchester> CO: Recon reports a total of 64 vessels at that point, Captain.

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::sifts through data from the anomaly::

<Flt_Lt_Laver> COM:  USS Claymore: Claymore I have one very large target appearing from the subspace anomaly.  It matching nothing we have encountered.  I'm detecting a mass over 1400 km wide and 2300km long.

<CMO_Lt_Welland>	::Flags down Sderstrm::  CPO_Sderstrm:  You're on standby with me, in case we get called to another deck.  ::Calls out, but calmly::  CWO_Amica:  Amica, wherever you are, call up Rhyxx and Johnson.  I'd rather not be caught shorthanded.
<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::Quickly and thoroughly performs her inventory and supply check, for the moment occupying her mind as thoroughly as possible with the rather mundane and menial - if necessary - task at hand::

<CWO_Amica>  ::Calls back as calmly, from the intensive care unit::  CMO:  Got it, doc.

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	CO: I'd say now is the time to get out of here..

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	TAC: Acknowledged.  So at least the radiation is masking our location as we had hoped for now.  Inform Recon to maintain their position but do whatever it takes to keep their distance and not be detected.

<CPO_Sderstrm>  ::Grabs a med kit from the supply room and hangs nearby Welland at quasi-attention::  CMO:  Ready.

<TAC_PO_Winchester>  CO: Aye, sir. ::passes the message through to the recon craft::

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	OPS: I disagree Commander, that is to many ships to try and get through to make our escape.  They would eat through the Rhenal in a manner of seconds and then come for us.

<CMC_MCPO_Beckett>  CO: With all due respect Captain, if they enter the system to look around they are going to find us, and then we won't even have the option..

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::continues examining the little data they have available on the anomalies::

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::patches in to the recon fighters and requests additional scans of the anomalies themselves::

<Lt_Boomer>	COM:  USS Claymore:  The Vinii I ships have opened fire.  I believe they have found the Romulan vessel out here.

<Flt_Lt_Claver> COM:  USS Claymore:  Recon 3.  Acknowledged.   ::Begins scans of the anomalies.::

<CMO_Lt_Welland>	::Continues going through his routine of checking through every last patient's readings on the status board, disliking standing by on yellow alert as it feels a bit inefficient, yet knowing it's prudent::

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	CMC: Agreed, but either way we are taking a chance.  If we give it a few more minutes we might see why they all of a sudden appeared in such a large number did they detect something they are after as they have before.  ::raises an eyebrow::
<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::stares at the ceiling as Recon 3 acknowledges his request audibly::

<Flt_Lt_Claver> COM:  USS Claymore:  I've detected normal space within the subspace anomalies.

<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::Glances about, and noting the momentary lull in activity, and the completion of her current task, makes her way to the status board::

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	COM: Recon 3: Are they some sort of wormhole then...?

<CO_Cptn_TShara>	::turns toward Davis and listens::

<CMO_Lt_Welland>	::Averts his eyes long enough to note Raeyld's presence, then looks immediately back to the board::

<Flt_Lt_Claver> COM:  USS Claymore:  I'm also reading more vessels on the other side.   I suspect there using it to pass through, but I'm having problems pushing the sensors more than a few 100 meters into the anomalies.

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	COM: Recon 3: Any particles or emissions from the anomaly that you can detect from there?

<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::Pauses slightly behind Welland, presumably looking over his shoulder at the board - as if she could see that high - then speak lowly enough for him to hear her clearly, but not various staff at reasonable distances:: CMO: If you're going to dig in the moonlight, I'm afraid you'll have to include me.

<Flt_Lt_Laver> COM:  USS Claymore:  Alpha 1 contact is now moving slowly towards the Tau Kata system.  New sensor readings put the entire vessel at 1400 km by 2600 km.   Detecting approximately 3600 people on board.

<CMO_Lt_Welland>	MO:  I'm sorry?  I don't understand.  ::Stifles a yawn to the best of his ability and scrolls down to the next patient, adding a mild sedative to their regimen to help alleviate their insomnia::

<Flt_Lt_Claver> COM:  USS Claymore:  Negative sir.  I'm not reading any emissions into our system.  However I'm detecting a large volume of particle influx into the anomaly

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	COM: Recon 3: What kind of influx?  ::examines the incoming readings from the recon vessels himself, looking for more info::

<Flt_Lt_Claver> COM:  USS Claymore:  Readings show electron particle influx into the anomaly as well as solar radiation.  Its almost resembles a black hole effect from the anomaly.
<MO_Lt_Raeyld>	::With only the slightest impatience detectable in her voice:: CMO: Please look at me when I'm making indecipherable comments.  "Burning the midnight oil," I think is the Earth equivalent expression.

<OPS_LtCmdr_Davis>	::hears Claver's description as he finds the data for himself::  CO: I have an idea.

<Flt_Lt_Claver> COM:  USS Claymore:  I calculate the total volume of matter entering the anomaly is equal to the volume of the vessels appearing.

<CMO_Lt_Welland>	::Looks at her squarely a moment::  MO:  ...We'll talk later.  Now is not the time.  ::Looks back to the board::

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