Host SMDrew says:
Patrolling the Frontier - Mission 8  - 109010.13
Host SMDrew says:
Summary:  While traveling to the Thro Tal System the Claymore experienced a sudden power drain across the entire ship.  Four hours after the power drain sensors went off line for 14.133 seconds and 13.6 hours after the power drain occurred the crew of the Claymore one by one awoke to an empty ship.  Now each crewmen must find the answers to what occurred...
Host SMDrew says:
******************** Resume Mission ********************
CAG_FO_Williams says:
::still sitting on the bridge, having moved to the tactical station, and tuning sensors to subspace frequencies to run a detailed scan::
CMO_LtCmdr_Welland says:
::Flops onto his side in his chair, not really drowsy anymore despite his music's calming effect::
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::"Shuffles" into the turbolift yet again, pulling her robe a bit tighter around her against the chill of the air, despite the ship's temperature slowly recovering::
CAG_FO_Williams says:
Computer: Computer, run a scan of the subspace spectrum. Display any anomalous readings.
CMO_LtCmdr_Welland says:
::Sloughs his blanket, now that the air temperature in his quarters has returned to normal...reaches over to the computer console and jacks up the volume again to just barely safe levels, and heads for the sonic shower::
Host Computer says:
CAG: No anomalous reading found during subspace spectrum scans.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Still setting at the tactical station on the bridge.  Running various sensor scans::
CEO_LtCmdr_Hull says:
*Shipwide*:  Any crewmember aboard, please acknowledge, this is Commander Hull, please respond
CTO_Cmdr_Kizlev says:
::is roaming the empty corridors of deck 2, feeling like he's both awake and dreaming, the lack of activity reminding him of some abandoned tunnel shaft near his home on Andoria::
OPS_Ens_Fong says:
::steps out of his bathroom, in a bathrobe and slippers than looks at the chrono. Still not hearing anyone in the hall he decides to investigate it, and pokes his head into the normally busy hall. Than asks a question that a human would ask.:: Computer: Where is everyone?
CAG_FO_Williams says:
::runs a scan of the ship for anything temporal that might be disrupting something::
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Emerges on Deck 10 and makes her way to the first Transporter Room, running scans with a tricorder she picked up in sickbay::
CNS_LtJG_Niventra says:
::taking a sip of water from a glass by her bead and is "observing" what's going on around the ship; she remains calm::
CEO_LtCmdr_Hull says:
::Isaac, looking down at an Engineering console in Main Eng. he rolls through the decks, level by level looking for life signs, finding none, he scans the flight deck and hangar deck for shuttles, all are accounted for::
CMO_LtCmdr_Welland says:
::Emerges from the shower and restroom in relatively short order, wearing a fresh uniform...watches in the mirror as he pins his combadge on his jacket and his pips on his collar...runs his hands through his hair a few times, then crosses the room to don his lab coat::
CNS_LtJG_Niventra says:
::is more than a little weirded out by the fact that she can't 'hear' clearly what's going on with the rest of the crew she could clearly make out yesterday; echoes of their thoughts bounce around, none connecting where they should like they are light-years away from her...::
CTO_Cmdr_Kizlev says:
::tries again to focus his mind Landis'hiva or Xilev...but to no avail:: Self: So alone...
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::As she looks down to check her tricorder once more, she notices the anti-telepathy stone in her pocket, bumping against her thigh...tilts her head a moment, then sighs...Moves into the first Transporter Room, looking around and scanning::
CMO_LtCmdr_Welland says:
::Tucks his PADD in the lab coat pocket, and decides to go join Sokov for the end-of-shift status report, for once, rather than just making him file it for later viewing::
CNS_LtJG_Niventra says:
Self: Now, that's not right... that rock can't be doing all of this... ::gets up and picks up her combadge from the beside table:: *MO*: Niventra to Raeyld. Do we know why all the lights are off?
OPS_Ens_Fong says:
::walks back into his quarters while he waits for the computer and picks up a towel in case of emergency, and heads out to investigate where everyone is without taking time to change because he figures that it seems like it might be an emergency, towel in hand he heads for the turbolift::  TL: Bridge.
CMO_LtCmdr_Welland says:
::Pauses his music, sets it to resume in the main sickbay office in thirty seconds, exits his quarters, and crosses the deck four corridor to the main sickbay entrance::
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Glances through Transporter Room 1, then exits and makes her way to Transporter Room 2:: ::Speaking softly, but aloud to herself:: All right...possibilities...
CTO_Cmdr_Kizlev says:
Self: I'm endangering my family by bringing them here...I knew that the moment I convinced the admiral to arrange for it...
CEO_LtCmdr_Hull says:
::looking around ME, thinking of next steps...Isaac notices the alarm indicators for the warp core...he rushes over to his CEO Console and notices that the core is at 380%, the containment field is indicating a rupture, his heart starts to pound with an adrenaline flow::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Gets up from tactical and heads for the turbolift::  TL: Deck......  ::pauses::  Self: Where to start at this point.
CMO_LtCmdr_Welland says:
::Enters sickbay, looking down and noting he forgot to put on his boots...shrugs a moment, and continues onward, entering the office and rounding the table to sit at the desk::
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Enters TR 2, initiating her scans with the tricorder:: ...first, the rest of the crew has somehow left the Claymore. Pros: It makes the most obvious sense, since they're not here. Cons...Why in the world am I left behind?  ::Finding nothing in TR2, turns to exit, heading back to the turbolift::
CEO_LtCmdr_Hull says:
::By all rights, the ship should be all but vaporized in a warp core breech, but it is still intact, yet there is no emergency; per se...he sits at the console to try to null the situation and come up with a cause and resolution::
OPS_Ens_Fong says:
::arrives on the bridge and looks around strangely disturbed by the quiet.:: Computer: Who was assigned bridge duty?  ::hopes it wasn't him::
CAG_FO_Williams says:
::gets up from his seat, and moves towards the science sensors, running a more detailed scan of his surroundings... idly, he inwardly speculates as to causes of random warp core breaches::
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Enters the turbolift:: TL: Deck 11, please.    ::Resumes:: Action plan? Keep trying to find clues as to where they may have gone, or what happened. Possibility Two: ...I am somewhere...on the Claymore or not, and the rest of the crew is on the Claymore, and what I'm experiencing isn't quite "real."
Host Computer says:
OPS:  Unable to comply duty shift logs are not corrected for current crew complement.
CMO_LtCmdr_Welland says:
::Takes out his PADD and thumbs down through the contents, waiting for Sokov to voice his surprise that the chief medical officer came in about four hours earlier than usual::
CAG_FO_Williams says:
::finding nothing, he extends the scan outwards to maximum range::
CNS_LtJG_Niventra says:
::realizes that the combadges aren't working and puts it back on the table:: Self: Well this is helpful... ::decides to get up and see what's going on for herself::
CTO_Cmdr_Kizlev says:
::rounds the corner of an intersection, wondering why his thoughts are catching up with him now after having been in control for so long:: Self: I cannot be an officer and a father at the same time...
CTO_Cmdr_Kizlev says:
<Andorian father> CTO: You made your choice, my chief. You abandoned them once, and now you can't even protect them on this mighty starship...
CMO_LtCmdr_Welland says:
::Half-starts as Nielsen's Symphony No. 3 resumes in the office...looks up, and notes Sokov is not sitting there with a mug of tea, as would usually be the case at this time::
OPS_Ens_Fong says:
::asks the question he really doesn’t want to know the answer to:: Computer: What is the current crew compliment?
CEO_LtCmdr_Hull says:
*Computer*:  What is the Stardate? What is the ship's crew compliment? And what is our current heading and location?
CNS_LtJG_Niventra says:
::walks out into the hallway and notices that no one is around, absolutely no one:: Self: What the--?
CAG_FO_Williams says:
Computer: Computer, run a comparative analysis based on information present in prior Claymore logs. Use as a base the readings as recorded at the time Claymore lost power. Similarity search.
Host Computer says:
OPS: Current crew compliment is 550.  Current crew onboard the USS Claymore is 1.
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Exits onto Deck 11, making her way through the maintenance areas and shuttlebay, scanning diligently as she goes:: Likely versions: I'm unconscious, either naturally or unnaturally, and this is a really terrible dream.
CTO_Cmdr_Kizlev says:
::snaps up and immediately has his phaser pointed at the face of the "old man", his own father whom he was certain was dead:: Andorian: Zhevren...I seem to recall the last I saw you was when uncle was administering the lethal dose into your body.
OPS_Ens_Fong says:
::continues to look up as he walks to his station on the bridge:: Computer: Please run an internal scan for other life forms.
Host Computer says:
CEO: Current stardate is 10910.13.  The USS Claymore is currently at full stop 6.6 light years from the Thro Tal system.  Crew compliment is 550.  Currently onboard the USS Claymore is 1.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Still replaying the past events in her head trying to think of what was the last thing she remembers before going to sleep.::  TL: Deck 11.
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Exits the shuttlebay, heading back to the turbolift:: Also likely, some sort of induced dream...or the classic standby, this is all a transporter error.  ::Pauses:: Now, that's an easy---ish, one.  ::Pauses outside the Deck 11 turbolift:: Computer: Computer, end program...?
Host Computer says:
CAG: Acknowledge.  Time to complete thirty-eight minutes.
CTO_Cmdr_Kizlev says:
<Zhevren> CTO: Your Aenar blood curses you with the talent for having the memories of others imprint upon you so deeply that you recall them as you are doing now, and often times in deep distress. Just a defensive mechanism son. That's what you've reduced me to.
Host Computer says:
OPS: Acknowledged.   No other life signs are onboard the USS Claymore.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::As the lift begins to move::  Could they really all aboard but for some reason just not able to pick each other up on scans.  Like in a different demention for some reason.
CAG_FO_Williams says:
::paces around the bridge, idly waiting... flips open his tricorder, not trusting the internal sensors, and scans the ship for temporal or other anomalies::
Host Computer says:
MO: Unable to comply.  No holographic programs are currently running at this time.
OPS_Ens_Fong says:
::pulls up the power grid out of habit, and frowns slightly than looks over the power output logs::
CMO_LtCmdr_Welland says:
::Thinks about it a moment...shrugs, and continues flipping down through his to-do list a moment before standing to the replicator to order a mug of orange spice tea::
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
Computer: Oh well, it was worth a shot.  What is the next objective of the Claymore, according to Mission Orders?  ::Approaches the Deck 11 turbolift::
CAG_FO_Williams says:
Computer: Contact me when the search completes. ::turns and moves towards the turbolift, starting a deck by deck search with tricorder in hand::
CEO_LtCmdr_Hull says:
*Computer*:  Transcribe all senior officer logs from stardate 10910.10 to current, and on console 2, playback in split display, ship's sensors internal and external
CEO_LtCmdr_Hull says:
*Computer*:  Show transcribed logs on Console 1
CTO_Cmdr_Kizlev says:
::lowers his weapon and walks past the image of his father:: Zhevren: The truth has set me free, father. I know the secrets, I know about Section 31. I know about the Zarxus genome project...I know that I'm a clone of Hylanvahr, but I am still me, and I will find my family.
OPS_Ens_Fong says:
Computer: Recalibrate and run internal scan for small life forms.
Host Computer says:
CEO: Acknowledged.  Data transmission downloaded.
CMO_LtCmdr_Welland says:
::Takes a soothing sip of the hot tea and sighs a bit, relaxing at once...begins to hum along with the violin section, and sets off for sickbay proper to have a look around for the wayward Doctor Sokov::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Exits the turbolift onto Deck 11 and makes her way to the shuttlebay::
Host Computer says:
MO:  USS Claymore was assigned to scan the Thro Tal system from a safe distance and relay the data to Deep Space 3.
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Reviews her scan of Deck 11 as she step into the turbolift:: Turbolift: Deck 12.     Computer: Define: "Safe distance"?
CTO_Cmdr_Kizlev says:
<Zhevren> CTO: Accept that they are dead, Kizlevirlar. At some point you will give in to your guilt and confess to your captain what you really are, just like the weakness you showed to Captain K'Beth. I wonder what T'Shara would think if she knew her CTO was a former Section 31 operative? The humans call men like us wolves in sheep's clothing...
Host Computer says:
OPS: Acknowledged.  Internal sensors are recalibrated.  No life signs  detected.
CAG_FO_Williams says:
::completes his scan of deck 2, and heads to the next, scanning it in detail with the tricorder as he goes::
OPS_Ens_Fong says:
::glances over his shoulder:: Big Chair: Well It looks like it is just you and me...
CEO_LtCmdr_Hull says:
*Computer*:  Fast forward through the sensor logs up to and including the time when sensors showed all crew onboard and then when sensors registered only 1 crewmember....report the stardate
Host Computer says:
MO: USS Claymore was not authorized to enter the Thro Tal system.
CTO_Cmdr_Kizlev says:
Zhevren: Appropriate...but you talk too much father. I am not one of their tools anymore...
Host Computer says:
CEO: Unable to comply.  14.133 seconds of data is missing due to power system shutdown.
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Exits the turbolift onto Deck 12, making another survey of the shuttlebay:: Computer: Very well then. How long will it take us to reach Thro Tal at full impulse?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Tricorder in hand she scans as she goes.  Unfortunately, getting nothing she continues on.  Entering shuttlebay she looks around but all of the shuttles are present.  Raising an eyebrow she turns and heads back down the corridor toward the turbolift::
Host Computer says:
MO: 7 years at full impulse.
CAG_FO_Williams says:
::completes his scan of deck 3, and moves to deck 4, while the computer continues its search.... idly, and for a fraction of a second, he wonders if the computer actually will contact him when it's finished... decides if it doesn't, he'll just reprogram it later::
CMO_LtCmdr_Welland says:
::Winds his way slowly through the wards, sipping his tea, and finding no one...gradually decides this must be some manner of prank on the part of van Kampen, and makes his way toward the starboard side doors to escape whatever unenviable fate awaits him::
CEO_LtCmdr_Hull says:
::Looks up at the overhead in disbelief::  *Computer*:  What is the stardate when the entire ship's compliment were on internal sensors
CTO_Cmdr_Kizlev says:
<Zhevren> CTO: Yes, but you are still a tool of the government. All soldiers like you are. You knew that the day you first drove a knife into the throat of a Jem'Hadar. You hate the politics of it all, yet you embrace servitude to your superiors. You hate knowing that you are a father, yet force yourself to be something you know you are not.
CAG_FO_Williams says:
::scanning deck 4 on his way past, still not finding anything... he heads for deck 5::
Host Computer says:
CEO:  Approximately 13.6 hours ago.
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Finding nothing on deck 12, she makes her way back into the turbolift:: TL: Deck 13.     Computer: Very well... Set course and engage at full impulse. Notify me...six months before we reach the boarders of the Thro Tal system.
CMO_LtCmdr_Welland says:
::Emerges in the corridor, taking his PADD out of his pocket and remotely pausing his musical selection, walking back around toward his quarters to get his boots::::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Enters the turbolift::  TL: engineering.
CTO_Cmdr_Kizlev says:
::turns around and fires his phaser at empty air, striking the far wall at the end of the corridor:: Self: There was a reason I killed you father...you asked me to. ::turns and approaches the turbolift::
Host Computer says:
MO: Unable to comply.  The USS Claymore has only enough fuel for 3 of the 7 years to destination.
CAG_FO_Williams says:
::another scan, this one of deck 5, and he moves past it to deck 6... well, at least he has something to do while the search continues::
OPS_Ens_Fong says:
::pauses a moment, than brings up the sensor feed from main engineering on his display, and than the sensor display for the ship's lounge, scanning particularly for the plants he knows were there::
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Exits onto Deck 13 and begins wandering the halls systematically, taking scans of quarters through the doors as she goes:: ::Resumes addressing herself, considering herself finished with the computer:: Another option...we're here, but aren't aware of each other. But--  ::Finds her thoughts cut off by the computer:: Computer: Hrm...
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
Computer: What is the current shuttle complement of the Claymore?
CEO_LtCmdr_Hull says:
*Computer*:  Send a distress signal to DS3, take the ship to red alert, advise me if any ship or object comes within 100 kilometers
CMO_LtCmdr_Welland says:
::Enters his quarters and goes to the closet, picking out a clean pair of boots...stands on his right foot, hopping about a bit while tugging on the left boot, and repeats the process with the right boot::
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Continues through Deck 13, the decks becoming considerably more expansive as she reaches the wider bowels of the ship::
Host Computer says:
MO:  Currently all assigned shuttles are aboard the Claymore.
CTO_Cmdr_Kizlev says:
TL: Bridge. ::is relieved that the lifts still work::
Host Computer says:
CEO:  Acknowledged.
CAG_FO_Williams says:
::another deck, another scan:: Computer: Computer, scan USS Jarrow. Is her warp core intact?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Exits the turbolift, tricorder in hand she scans the corridor on her way to engineering.::  Nothing...  I know the answer is here but what am I missing.
CMO_LtCmdr_Welland says:
::Leaves his quarters and goes to the turbolift, entering the waiting car::  Turbolift:  Deck two, please.  ::Drinks the last gulp of his tea::
Host Computer says:
CAG: Confirmed USS Jarrow has a functioning warp core.
CAG_FO_Williams says:
Computer: If a remote uplink was established between USS Jarrow and USS Claymore, what is its maximum range?
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
Computer: What is the maximum speed of our best shuttle?   ::Continues through Deck 13, eventually approaching the turbolift on the far other side::
CNS_LtJG_Niventra says:
::is wandering around aimlessly::
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::To herself:: ...I could try leaving in a shuttle...but that would leave the Claymore defenseless and unmanned...and probably all sorts of non-protocol things.
CAG_FO_Williams says:
::passes by and scans deck 8 as he continues to converse with the computer... surprisingly, probably the only thing aboard the ship he can consistently converse with::
CMO_LtCmdr_Welland says:
::Exits the car after the short trip, holding his empty mug loosely, and walks to the first holosuite to look at the scheduling panel::
OPS_Ens_Fong says:
Computer: Did the science or medical departments have any ongoing experiments with live tissue?
Host Computer says:
CAG: Maximum uplink range is 15 light years.
CTO_Cmdr_Kizlev says:
::the lift stop, and he immediately levels his phaser ahead of him as he steps onto the empty bridge:: Self: Here too? ::goes to tactical to get a ship-wide status report, and what's happening on the external side of things::
CEO_LtCmdr_Hull says:
::Isaac begins taking steps to shut down the warp core, at least relieve the pressure in the core to something more nominal, whatever is going on, when things return to normal, having a warp core emergency right off the bat was something to be avoided...he begins to program the console::
CAG_FO_Williams says:
::nods, once:: Computer: Computer, establish a remote uplink with USS Jarrow. Security authorization Williams alpha 1 1 5 3 8.
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Enters the turbolift:: TL: Deck 14.
CAG_FO_Williams says:
::moves to and past deck 9, scanning it enroute deck 10::
Host Computer says:
MO:  USS Jarrow has a warp velocity of 5.552.
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
Computer: Is there any way to control the Jarrow remotely from the Claymore?   ::Feels another tinge of frustration at her lack of usefulness upon this ship, and utter reliance upon the computer...but tries to put it aside, for the sake of her sanity::
Host Computer says:
OPS: No current live tissue experiments are running aboard the USS Claymore
OPS_Ens_Fong says:
Self: Darn.
CAG_FO_Williams says:
::waits for confirmation of the uplink, as he passes and scans deck 10, heading for 11::
Host Computer says:
CAG:  Uplink established.
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Exits onto Deck 14, and quickly resumes conversing with herself:: So, we could all be on the Claymore, but...out of phase, or something, with each other.  But I don't see any evidence, even of others affecting the ship....
CAG_FO_Williams says:
Computer: Initiate launch protocol.
OPS_Ens_Fong says:
Big Chair: Well...I'm stumped.  ::begins going through the ship's duty logs::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::enters engineering, looking around as if hoping by now to find someone or something.  But, again nothing, she walks over to a console does another scan of the ship and systems.  But the same information appears::
Host Computer says:
MO: USS Jarrow can be programmed with an assigned mission or flown by the holographic crew.
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Continues across Deck 14, scanning:: Hmm...It's worth a try.
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
Computer: All right. Before I try that, Computer, deactivate all visual lighting across the entirety of the Claymore for exactly 60 seconds, then resume lighting at previous levels.
CMO_LtCmdr_Welland says:
::Taps at the holosuite panel to find out whether it's in use, or whether any of the other ones are free::
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Approaches the edges of the upper level of Main Engineering, and peers over the railing into the bays of Main and Lower Engineering below, getting a brief glimpse:: ...Goodness....
OPS_Ens_Fong says:
::finally decides to look outside for the nearest M class planet::
Host Computer says:
MO: Acknowledged.
CTO_Cmdr_Kizlev says:
::attempts to send a distress signal to DS3, then enters the lift:: TL: Shuttlebay.
CAG_FO_Williams says:
::passes and scans deck 11, enroute deck 12::
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Holds the railing carefully, her eyes locked on the glow of the plasma below, as she waits for the lights to turn off, then back on::
Host Computer says:
CAG: USS Jarrow has cleared the shuttle bay.
CAG_FO_Williams says:
Computer: Upload current mission orders to USS Jarrow. Instruct it to relay all information to USS Claymore. Activate the crew.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::checks the console to make sure the distress call was sent::
OPS_Ens_Fong says:
::hums a little tune and continues to look through the ship's logs::
Host Computer says:
CAG: Acknowledged.  Uploading data.
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::As the lights reinitialize, she releases the hand railing, eyes still upon the mess in Main Engineering for now, safely behind the containment field...for the time being:: Well, I suppose I'll find out later whether anyone got my message.
CAG_FO_Williams says:
::passes deck 13, scanning it:: Computer: Notify me if the Jarrow detects anything. ::continues enroute deck 14:: And initiate condition red procedures aboard the Jarrow.
Host Computer says:
CAG:  Acknowledged.
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Approaches a nearby console, trying to figure out what may have caused the disaster in Main Engineering...Just because it's not expanding now, doesn't mean it won't...soon, even:: Computer: Establish a link to the Jarrow.
CTO_Cmdr_Kizlev says:
::arrives at the shuttlebay and begins surveying the inventory, which all seems present and accounted for on the flight deck, but move to check where the Jarrow is stationed::
Host Computer says:
MO:  Link established
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
Computer:  Forward a copy of the Claymore's distress signal, and order the Jarrow to return to Deep Space 3 to relay the Claymore's condition to Admiral Cosgrave and request assistance.
CMO_LtCmdr_Welland says:
::To his delight, the holosuite is free...punches up his program depicting Luna's Cochrane Park to take an early morning constitutional...then pauses::
OPS_Ens_Fong says:
Computer: Access historical data concerning Warp core events and search for the term 'crew missing'.
Host Computer says:
OPS: Unable to comply.  Unable to establish a link with the Starfleet Subspace Relay Network.
CAG_FO_Williams says:
::passes by and scans deck 14, and continues to 15::
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
Computer: Upload to the Jarrow a copy of all ship's sensor records and crew logs for the past 18 hours for Admiral Cosgrave's perusal.
CTO_Cmdr_Kizlev says:
::spots the Jarrow right where it is, and decides to open the hatch and venture inside::
OPS_Ens_Fong says:
Computer: Access Ship side data libraries, run the same search.
CMO_LtCmdr_Welland says:
::Glances at his empty mug, and frowns a bit...schedules his holosuite time for fifteen minutes later, and returns the way he came to the turbolift, entering::  Turbolift:  Deck four, please.
Host Computer says:
MO: Acknowledged.  USS Jarrow is now ready for launch.
Host Computer says:
OPS: Acknowledged.
CMO_LtCmdr_Welland says:
::Remains in front of the doors for the brief trip, and walks back through the corridor into sickbay::
CAG_FO_Williams says:
Computer: Current status of USS Jarrow? ::passes by deck 15 and does the same thing::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::closes the console and walks around before heading out of engineering.::
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
Computer: Launch. Keep the link open for the maximum distance possible. Jarrow is to travel to Deep Space 3 at maximum warp.
OPS_Ens_Fong says:
::goes over a list of the programs currently running on the main computer out of curiosity::
Host Computer says:
CAG:  USS Jarrow is 60000 meters from the USS Claymore.  Data transmission in progress.
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Looks back at the engineering console, the figures and data scrolling before her so frustratingly incomprehensible...she slams her fist down on the surface of the console:: Stupid Engineering!
CTO_Cmdr_Kizlev says:
::checks status of the Jarrow, and all seems to be perfectly in order...decides he will check engineering and a few other sections of the ship first before considering using the Jarrow::
CMO_LtCmdr_Welland says:
::Pauses at the transparent walls of the sickbay office, looking inside, and still seeing no Sokov...enters briefly and recycles his mug, then goes back through the sickbay corridor to the private rooms::
Host Computer says:
MO: USS Jarrow launched.  Initiating warp drive.
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Steps back from the console a moment, distraught, and tries to get another handle on herself and her emotions::
Host Computer says:
ACTION:  The USS Claymore orbits Ipecce IV as the crew makes all preparations for departure.
Host Computer says:
********************** Pause Mission ************************

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