Host SMDrew says:
Patrolling the Frontier - Mission 63 -  11101.18
Host SMDrew says:
Summary:  The Claymore drops from warp just outside Vromlor's home system.  A massive array of lifeless satellites and defensive platforms appear on short range sensors.  The once populated planet Vromlor called home now lies lifeless, much like Ferenginar and the Breen home world....
Host SMDrew says:
***************** Resume Mission *********************
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Stands at the primary tactical station, looking over the long range sensor boards::
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
:: Arriving on the bridge, she relieved the officer on duty.  Archimedes she had sent to bed.  He had spent all night running simulations.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Walks out of her briefing room onto the bridge.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::already on the Bridge, staring blankly at the console in front of his normal station::
EO_Ens_Mariner says:
::Standing at his console scrolling through final diagnostic reports as he completes logging the completed repairs into his personal logging system and into the main engineering logs.::
CAG_FO_Williams says:
::in flight control, listening to the exchange of officers and crew on deck as status updates are relayed from and to the bridge, flight and maintenance crews shifting their priorities accordingly::
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::is still in the alien shuttle having slept sporadically on the ship's floor for the past few hours as he was now waist deep in the small craft's sensor array.::
TO_Ens_Kytides says:
::Stands at the secondary tactical station, idly wondering what even goes into figuring out how to get to a relatively exact point in the past as he watches his screen::
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
:: Turns, nodding a greeting to the captain.::  CO:  We are good to go on my end.  I have included a backup for pulling us from the time stream.
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
<OPS_PO1_Cawney> ::at the bridge ops station watching the console quietly::
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
XO:  Not getting so much as a whisper on long range sensors, Commander.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Nods to Senn::  CSO: Very good, Commander.
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
:: Under her breath::  I hope so... :: she turns around.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<HLM_CPO_Jax>  ::cracks his knuckles while at the helm, looking at the view screen for no particular reason::
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
CO:  Sensors show no life signs.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::broken from his stare, he half-turns::  CTO: That's what I was afraid of.
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Watches one of her staff release the last of the fighter pilots for duty, then quietly plods out of the main ward of sickbay, down the hall and into Room 03::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::sighs::  CTO: Keep scanning.
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Glances to Kytides, wondering about his mental state...for all appearances, he seems to be holding up rather well::  XO:  Aye, Sir.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<CMC_MCPO_Matthews>  ::enters the Bridge for the first time in a couple of days, squinting a little as he does so::
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
CO/XO:  Picking up residual energy given by quantum torpedoes as well as phasers.  All Starfleet signatures.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Nods::  CSO: As Vromlor had already told us.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<HLM_CPO_Jax>  ::scratches his leg, then finally realizes how fidgety he is and focuses on his console again::
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
:: Looks over at tactical::  CTO:  Most likely the Claymore... ummm... not us... the other one.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::shoots T'Shara a look that says he's worried--assuming he had any worry left in him at this point::  CO: Shields?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CSO/XO: That coincides with Vromlor's report to us.  So hopefully the rest of his intel is correct.
EO_Ens_Mariner says:
:::finishes up his logs in multiple places.:: CEO: I'm done with the final logs of repairs, sir.
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
CO/XO:  The area was drenched in it.  They never had a chance.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<CMC_MCPO_Matthews>  ::wanders towards Kytides, and says quietly::  TO: What's going on?
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Checks the sensors for any sign of recent travel at warp or impulse::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Walks around to her chair and looks at Davis, nodding in agreement as she knows that look::  XO: Aye, take us to red alert.
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Shoots a brief glance at Matthews...hasn't seen him on the bridge in a few days, but hadn't given much thought to it until now::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::nods, and without delay turns back towards Damrok and provides the order::  CTO: Raise shields. Go to red alert.
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
<OPS_PO1_Cawney>::shivers slightly:: *OPS* You might want to get up here sir.
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Easily taps open the alert toggle on his panel and activates red alert::  XO:  Aye Sir, red alert.  Shields activating, weapons going hot.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::lowers her head for a moment in respect and then looks back up::  CSO: I'm afraid not.
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Retrieves a PADD from her bedside, and exits the room, heading down a series of corridors and rooms until she reaches the turbolift::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
EO: Ensign, make sure we have enough power to life support as well as to make warp 9.6.
TO_Ens_Kytides says:
::Quiets his thoughts as he looks up, then back to his station as the red alert is activated::  CMC: Not sure I really understand it all, but we're going back in time to try to track down...another Claymore.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
CTO: Keep targeting scanners active. ::wonders if it's even necessary for him to tell a seasoned officer this, but he reconciles himself to the fact that it makes -him- feel better::  You never know what's going to pop up here.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<CMC_MCPO_Matthews>  ::raises his eyebrows at the comment::  TO: Crikey...I really have been in the drunk tank too long...!
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
CO:  Judging by the decay, it occurred 3-4 years ago.
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::grumbles to himself as he backs out from under the ship's primary sensor array his face and arms smudged with dirt and grime::
EO_Ens_Mariner says:
::nods:: CEO: Aye, sir. ::makes adjustments to make sure they have enough power to break 9.9 instead of just the 9.6 requested. the more power, the better.::
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
XO:  Understood.  ::Turns his head to Giorgos, waiting for the impact of Matthew's statement to pass::  TO:  Mister Kytides, please man the targeting sensors.  The moment you see anything out there, prepare to lock weapons -- but do not do so until I have confirmed the target.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<HLM_CPO_Jax>  ::makes sure warp 9.6 was inputted into the computer, which it was, and he awaits further orders::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CSO: That would be most logical Senn since that's about the time things started to happen.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<MOPS_LtJG_Gulash>  ::arrives on the Bridge, only a few moments after the red alert klaxon had started; he immediately takes his station, though he does eye Matthews as he walks by::
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::staggers onto the turbolift pressing the 'express bridge' button while trying to wipe the fluorescent green smudge from his hands, not noticing that another one marked his forehead.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<CMC_MCPO_Matthews>  ::shuts his mouth and moves away as Kytides receives orders, not really wanting to draw attention to the Ensign, or himself for that matter::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
FCO: Take us into the system full impulse.  Let's start making the run towards the star.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<CMC_MCPO_Matthews>  ::wanders behind Gulash::
TO_Ens_Kytides says:
::Blinks a bit, then nods to Damrok::  CTO: Aye, Sir.  ::Switches to targeting sensors, focusing fully on the console again::
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Takes a deep breath and exhales as the Captain gives the order, having absolutely no idea what to expect::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
OPS: Prepare a program that will automatically slow Claymore down once we have finished the jump.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<HLM_CPO_Jax>  ::adjusts heading directly into the system, and sets speed accordingly to full impulse::  CO: Course laid in, Captain. Engaging impulse engines.  ::patches into LCARS one more time, bringing the ship's slower set of engines to life::
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::steps off the turbolift on the bridge, still scrubbing at his hands:: CO: Yes, Ma'am. ::he walks slowly to the OPS station and places a hand on Cawney's shoulder::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<MOPS_LtJG_Gulash>  ::in a low voice::  CMC: Glad you could show up -sober- today, Master Chief.
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Enters the turbolift:: TL: Bridge.
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
CO:  Captain, we will need to orbit this star outward of two million kilometers, at maximum warp, 5.2333 times.  This is going to put a lot of stress on the shields, especially when we pull out.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<CMC_MCPO_Matthews>  ::he offers his rejoinder in an equally low volume::  MOPS: Shut up, dog breath.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Nods to Fong as she sees him enter.  She takes her seat, resting her hands in her lap.::
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
CO:  Radiation will be intense, but I am not looking at us staying around that long.
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
<OPS_PO1_Cawney> CO: Yes, Ma'am. ::Begins typing then looks up as Fong arrives, she stands and looks at him trying to point out the smudge on his forehead::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
CO: You're sure we've taken the necessary precautions for this, Captain? One mistake and we're going to be in sixteen million pieces across a few hundred years...
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
OPS:  I have a backup in place for pulling us out.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
CSO/CO: Which areas will be affected first?
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::doesn't notice Cawney's motion as he sits and begins to design a standard deceleration program:: CSO: Backup?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
XO: I have confidence in our science and engineering team.  They've run enough simulations and calculations for this jump and I've reviewed most of the data.  Everything is sound.  As long as Claymore can survive the amount of orbits at warp around the sun we should be fine.
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Watches both the long range and short range boards closely for any contacts, but the entire system, and possibly the sector, seems to an eerily quiet ghost town::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<MOPS_LtJG_Gulash>  ::smiles--just a little--as he's missed this interplay::
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
<OPS_PO1_Cawney> ::heads for one of the configurable stations on the edge of the bridge and switches it to an OPS setup::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::not sure if multiple orbits at warp speed was in the design specifications for the Akira::
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
XO:  Radiation?  Outer decks... we should have everyone move inward... it will also get rather warm.
EO_Ens_Mariner says:
::taps into the ops systems to get a look at power routing, and tweaks them slightly as his paranoia gets the better of him::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::nods::  CSO: Queue up the appropriate sections into the computer so people know. I'll make a general announcement.
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  The Claymore's main viewscreen fills with the bright yellow star as she approaches.
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::spots someone fiddling with his power settings and tweaks them back to the proper arrangement::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
*Shipwide*: Attention crew, this is the bridge. Non-essential crew should begin reporting to designated safe zones immediately. Anyone near the exterior of the vessel should also relocate immediately; potentially affected sections will be alerted shortly.
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
:: nods and turns around to do so.::
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
TO:  I don't suppose you've ever done something like this before.  ::States it rather than questions, assuming the answer is "no"::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
*Marine Barracks*: Davis to Marine Barracks.
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Exits the turbolift and discreetly slides along the aft perimeter of the bridge, slipping into an empty secondary science station on the port side::
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
:: Inputs the prime areas people should go to along with secondaries as back-up.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<PS_Sgt_Broskey>  ::looks up while sitting on his rack, wondering what the hell this is about as he recognizes the voice and name::  *XO*: Go ahead, Sir.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
*PS*: Sergeant Broskey, muster your men immediately. Send Staff Sergeant Oley to the Bridge immediately.
EO_Ens_Mariner says:
::sees the ops officer on the bridge put the settings back, he slides the ops power readings into the upper right corner of his console for eyeballing while he monitors other critical systems.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Places he hands on he consoles of her chair and looks down at some data and then watches the viewer.  There is really nothing she can say to ease the tension at the moment.  All she could do is hope this worked.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<CMC_MCPO_Matthews>  ::paces for a moment, then returns to Kytides::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
XO: Have all decks report in when their ready.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CSO: Any final calculations needed?
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::rests the inflow of the flux capacitor to 1.21 gigawatts and checks for who altered his settings, he would have to talk to them three thousand years ago.:: Self: Maybe there will be a chance to invest.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<PS_Sgt_Broskey>  *XO*: Will do, Commander.  ::breaks the comm, then immediately turns and yells::  ALL: FORM IT UP!
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
EO: Bring all four impulse reactors online and standby for warp jump.
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
CO:  Only a prayer or two... or more.
TO_Ens_Kytides says:
::Looks up again, briefly::  CTO: No, Sir.  It wasn't in the curriculum.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<PS_Sgt_Broskey> *PC*: Broskey to Oley, you're needed on the Bridge.
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
:: Checks with her brother to make sure he and her daughter were heading for safe zones and asked that they check up on Archimedes, who might sleep through it all.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CSO: Understood Commander.  ::glances over at her with a slight smile::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<PC_SSgt_Oley>  ::looks around the turbolift, wondering if he read someone's mind...or if they read his::  *PS*: That's a rog, Sergeant. I'm just about there.
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
TO:  Neither have I.  ::His level of seriousness about on par with Kytides'::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CTO: Power down all weapons and increase power to the forward and port shields.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<CMC_MCPO_Matthews>  TO/CTO: Anything on the targeting scanners?  ::recognizes the tactical screen Kytides console has up::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::requests ready from all decks via console::
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
CO:  Aye Captain.  ::Drains the phaser capacitors back into the reserve, and deactivates the torpedo launchers, then redirects some of the juice to the fore and port shield emitters::
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
CO:  We have a couple of backups in place... including but hopefully, seriously hopefully not needed, doing this manually.
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Keeps her head ducked down slightly, looking to any distant glance as nothing more than another science flunky meddling at a science station, as she activates the medical variation of the ASO station, linking in sickbay communications and monitors of sickbay and shipwide lifesign monitorization::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<PC_SSgt_Oley>  ::arrives on the Bridge and makes his way for Davis without delay::  XO: Reporting as ordered, Commander.
EO_Ens_Mariner says:
::without a response he does as ordered, keeping the critical systems in perfect spots to eyeball during the entire jump back.::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  All decks begin reporting in as ready for slingshot.
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
OPS:  Sorry, back-up for pulling us out of the time stream.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
PC: Get your men, and make sure the exterior areas of the ship are cleared. There's a radiation risk. I know it's not your normal duty, but we need the manpower.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CSO: Acknowledged.  Hopefully it won't come to that but good to know Commander.
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::increases the flow through the torx intermix capacitor to forty-two Cochranes::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<PC_SSgt_Oley>  ::nods::  XO: I'm on it, Commander. ::turns and sprints for the Turbolift, narrowly getting in; he orders it back to the Marine barracks::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::nods as the reports come in::  CO: All decks report ready, Captain.
TO_Ens_Kytides says:
::Looks up again, mostly to verify who was talking::  MCPO: Nothing yet.
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  The Claymore slows to a stop as it reaches its entry point for the slingshot, providing one last moment to reflect before the Captain gives the order to proceed.
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::looks at the console slightly confused wondering when SF decided to make them out of fruitcake and why he wasn't informed::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<CMC_MCPO_Matthews>  ::smiles, and gives Kytides a pat on the back::  TO: Well, hell...that's the best news I think I've heard all day.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<CMC_MCPO_Matthews>  ::makes eye contact with Davis, shaking his head as he does so::
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
:: A shame she did not believe in the Prophets, for now would be a good time to send a prayer to them... well, that was not quite true, she did believe in their existence, just not in their ability to help one lone Bajoran far, far from home and time.::
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::feels an itch behind his eyeballs and rubs said eye.::
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
:: sends a note to engineering to be careful of the heat... the ship would warm up very fast.::
EO_Ens_Mariner says:
::notices the note scroll past on the bottom of his console, notes it, and carries on with his primary duties.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Nods giving the crew one last glance::  FCO: Begin following the course that Commander Senn's team has programmed in.  Increase us to warp 9.6
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
:: Scans the sun, concerned for solar flares.::
TO_Ens_Kytides says:
::Starts to tilt his head slightly in confusion, correcting it quickly as he sways forward slightly from the unexpected pat, not really sure how to respond to the man::
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::looks around the bridge for the last time:: Self: I shoulda stayed in bed.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<PC_SSgt_Oley> ::bolts into the barracks, where his men are already standing by::  PS: Take half the men. Start from here and work your way up, making sure the exterior areas are clear. Take anyone who doesn't need to be there and get them to safety. I'll go from the top.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<PS_Sgt_Broskey>  PC: Aye, Staff Sergeant. ::points to a couple fire teams, and they immediately depart::
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Risks a brief glance across the bridge, gazing toward the viewscreen. Either they die, or they live...but if even a little of what has gone wrong can be made right again, even a shred of the heartache healed...::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::nods back to Matthews::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<PC_SSgt_Oley>  Remaining Marines: Fall out!  ::turns and runs for the turbolift, and they follow::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<HLM_CPO_Jax> ::watches as Senn's, or somebody's, numbers begin floating across his screen::  CO: I've received the coordinates. Adjusting velocity to warp 9.6.  ::makes the adjustments immediately, which were already standing by anyway::
EO_Ens_Mariner says:
::checks the warp output levels, noting there's enough for 9.9 in the event it's required.::
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
CO/XO:  Star appears to be calm.  I am not reading any energy build-up.
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
TO:  This is it.  ::Doesn't bother to look up, merely watches his console and waits for the unknown::
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::looks around the bridge again, his red eyes spotting Raeyld hiding in the back.  He shivers slightly and turns back to his console, feeling a little of the raktajino try to come back up::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<RM_LCpl_King>  ::reaches the turbolift and waits with the others::  PC: Man, this is bunk! I didn't enlist to be a community organizer!
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  The Claymore begins it approach towards the stars upper atmosphere.  Velocity increasing as she makes her run.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<PC_SSgt_Oley>  ::eyes King for a moment, then turns back to the turbolift doors::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  Warp 5
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  Warp 6.3
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
:: lays her hands on her console, ready if need be to do this manually... and as ready as she could be for anything else.::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  Warp 7.8
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::grabs the seat of his chair....firmly::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  Warp 8.8
EO_Ens_Mariner says:
:braces for the jump::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<RM_LCpl_King>  PC: Naw, seriously Staff Sergeant...I want to fight...not...
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<PC_SSgt_Oley>  ::watches as the doors open, but he faces King first::  RM: Get on that lift and don't say a word.
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  Outer hull begins to heat up.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::holds onto the armrests of her chair and watches the viewer::
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Spreads his stance a few inches wider, hoping not to be knocked off his feet and wishing he just plain had a chair::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  Warp 9.5
TO_Ens_Kytides says:
::Braces his legs and takes a deep breath::
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
:: Feels the vibrations of the ship as it moves against the Sun's gravitational pull into a type of orbit.::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  The interior of the Claymore begins to shake and vibrate under the stars gravity.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<PC_SSgt_Oley>   ::moves into the lift, and again the others follow::  Turbolift: Deck 2!
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  Warp 9.6....
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::watches the viewscreen with the look of someone looking at death.  He draws his legs up onto his seat and wraps his arms around them::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Feels the vibrations of the ship and continues to hold on.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<Teral_Loni>  ::walking through the corridors on one of the bottom decks, feeling quite lost, and quite worried with the red lights and loud sirens::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  The Claymore begins her first orbit of the star.  The port side hull now begins to glow a faint orange.
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
:: Calls out::  CO:  Temperature climbing... :: that or worry, she reaches up and wipes her brow.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<Computer> Teral Loni: This area is to be evacuated by order of the Bridge. All non-essential personnel must relocate to designated safe area.
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  Interior stresses cause nonessential consoles to spark.
EO_Ens_Mariner says:
::keeps a sharp eye on critical systems. hearing others coming in from the outer sections of engineering.::
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Sits relaxedly in her seat, facing the coming onslaught without reserve or opposition, practically melting into her seat::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<Teral_Loni>  ::looks around as the voice plays, her concern growing::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION: The first orbit is completed.  The vibrations begin to increase.
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::finally the ship reaches a comfortable temperature, he looks almost relaxed, rocking back and forth on his chair::
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
<aMO_Lt_Sokov>  ::Sitting against the wall of the primary ward in sickbay, along with the rest of the medical staff...total silence except for the rumbling of the ship creates a grave atmosphere::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<WS_Cpl_McMillan>  ::walks by a corridor, but does a double-take after he thinks he sees one figure down a ways::  Teral Loni:  HEY! You!
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
:: Jumps slightly as a spark goes past her.::  Shields still holding.  Interior temperature at 100 F.
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
<OPS_PO1_Cawney> ::jumps back, shielding her eyes as a stream of sparks arcs from her secondary console::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<Teral_Loni>  ::stops dead in her tracks, but is soon relieved to hear a voice, even a loud one::
EO_Ens_Mariner says:
::wipes sweat from his visor, as it's fogging up his lense and he can't see.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Nods to Senn as they kind of expected it and more.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<PS_Sgt_Broskey>  ::hears the commotion, over the commotion, and turns back to see Teral Loni walking towards them::  Teral Loni: Sir, you've gotta get out of here. There may be radiation here.
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  The second orbit is complete.   Port side nacelle begins to vent plasma.   Vibrations increase and inertial dampeners begin to fail on the port side of the vessel.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<Teral_Loni>  PS: So the message says, Sergeant.  ::nods, gracious for the mini-rescue::  Thank you for finding me. I have no idea where I am.
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Eyelashes flutter momentarily, as droplets of light flare before her eyes...simply swings her chair around to face the viewscreen once more. There's plenty else for others to attend to for the moment, and the back of the chair will help protect her from console flare::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<WS_Cpl_McMillan>  ::frowns::  Teral: Well then how in the hell did you get here...?
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<PS_Sgt_Broskey>  ::holds his hand up::  WS/Teral Loni: We can talk about that later. Get her to safety, Corporal.
TO_Ens_Kytides says:
::Mentally winces as he remembers the last time he was on the bridge while the ship was shaking and consoles were sparking, then realizes it was only a day or two ago::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Feels the vibrations increase, the heat not fazing her much, as a Vulcan she was used to the heat.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<CMC_MCPO_Matthews>  ::finally finds a seat next to Gulash::
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
:: To no one.::  Interior temperature at 110.  Exterior temperature approaching 250 degrees centigrade.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<WS_Cpl_McMillan>  ::nods, sweating profusely as the heat continues to increase::  PS: Aye, Sergeant!  ::grabs the chaplain by the arm and leads her to the turbolift::
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Feels a bit more comfortable than usual, actually, save the ship's quaking, due to the increased temperature...keeps a hand clamped over the upper right edge of his console, bracing against the front with his left::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  The third orbit is complete.  One of the fighters breaks free and tumbles across the flight deck.   Sparks fly as it slams into Vromlor's shuttle.  Both vessels smash into the bay doors in a fury of flames and debris.
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::wishes the bridge were a little more humid, the heat is nice, but he would rather a moist heat.:: CO: We've go inertial dampeners failing on the port side.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<HLM_CPO_Jax>  ::grasps his console, wondering how on Earth he landed a bridge seat for this ride::
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Draws slow steady breaths against the broiling air, un-bracing, despite the rivulets of perspiration adorning her temple::
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
:: beginning to feel like this might never end.::  Interior temperature approaching 120... :: does not point out there were species aboard who would have trouble with that.::  Outer hull at 300 degrees centigrade.
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  Thermal shock waves radiate through the Claymore.  All decks begin to have environmental failures
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<PS_Sgt_Broskey>  ::wipes his sleeve against his forehead, then heads for the turbolift himself::
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
:: to no one::  Internal temperature rising to 125, environmental control failing.
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  Orbit four is complete.  Thermal breakdown of port and forward shields.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
OPS: Understood.  ::unfortunately there wasn't much they could do.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
ALL: Report!
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Can barely read his console for all the shaking, but recognizes the red blinking lights and their position on the board::  CO/XO:  Shields failing!  Attempting to reinforce!
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<CMC_MCPO_Matthews>  ::scrambles to his feet, somehow getting to Tactical and accessing the console beside Damrok::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  All crewmen feel light headed and reports of crewmen passing out come from all decks.
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
4,000 degrees Celsius... 4,500... 5,000...  5,500...  internal heat approaching 130.
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Presses carefully at the buttons, trying to redirect power from aft and starboard shields to the port and fore shields while not bumping any other critical buttons due to the rumbling::::
EO_Ens_Mariner says:
::notes the environmental and shield failure and attempts to not pay attention to his lightheadedness.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<CMC_MCPO_Matthews>  ::fumbles at the console::  XO/CTO: Rerouting secondary non-essentials through the auxiliary power relay, to the shields specifically...!
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::continues to stay curled on his chair rocking back and forth waiting for the hand of god to smite them:: Self: Any second now...
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Begins to feel light headed::  OPS: Is your program in place Lieutenant?
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Continues her infinitely slow breathing, in and out, in a half-trance-like state::
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::Reaches forward and shunts auxiliary power to shielding:: CO: Theoretically.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
OPS: If that's what you can give me that is what we will take at this point Mr. Fong.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CTO: Status?
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
CMC:  Give them all you can!  ::Feels like his innards are all vibrating together into a single liquid mass::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION: Structural integrity fields on the bridge fail.  One of the main beams above operations twists and warps before tearing itself from the ceiling.  With little warning, it slams into the ops console, then into Fong.
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<CMC_MCPO_Matthews>  ::punches in the last command, activating the reroute::
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
:: slowly moves her hand to the back-up switch and leaves it there.::  6,000... :: hearing the sound turns to see what happens and someone rushing to help Fong.::
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::feels something impact and thinks as the familiar wrap of black envelops him 'Told ya so'::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  Orbit five completed, the Claymore's port side ablative armor is completely burnt off.
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Ducks reflexively as the support strut crashes down, losing his footing momentarily and rolling to his right hip::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::flinches as well::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  Fire breaks out on the bridge from the OPS station and the impacted wall behind it.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Quickly turns to operations.::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  5.1 orbits...the crew begin to pass out....
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Sees the destruction before her and immediately launches forward out of her seat, in the general direction of the OPS station::
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::pushes off his chair awkwardly, but finds his way to his feet; he moves as quickly as he can towards Fong::
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
6,500... 7,000... 7,500... interior temperatures beyond what most humanoids can handle....
Host XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::falls over::
EO_Ens_Mariner says:
:passes out on his console::
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
CO:  Ship cannot take much more... or... us...
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Breathing heavily at this point, the heat and inertia becoming too much for even his attenuated physiology...attempts to stand, but finds he can only raise himself to his elbows...then collapses to the deck::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION: 5.2 orbits complete.  No one is left awake on the Claymore....
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Before she can move she passes out in her chair, one arm falling to the side of the chair.::
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Passes out half-way across the bridge, crashing to the deck unconscious::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  5.2333 orbits complete.  The Claymore fires breaking thrusters and exits the star's orbit at warp 9.6.
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
:: tries to cling to consciousness, but her last thought is that the breaking thrusters had to work.....::
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
::wanders aimlessly across a frozen field as he thinks he sees faces rising out of the ice then watches as someone's body falls towards a planet then is expelled from said planet in a pillar of blue white flame::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  Automated programs begin to activate.  The Claymore exits the system unnoticed and slows to a stop.  Fire suppressants come online throughout the vessel, putting random fires out.   The crew begins to slowly wake.
EO_Ens_Mariner says:
::slowly and groggily awakens and then shakes his head rapidly, hauls himself off the console and his fingers dance across the console attempting to pull in as much status information as possible.::
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
::The change in temperature is what draws her awake... by now, she had tuned out everything else.  The next thing she noted was the smell of burnt circuits... which caused her to sneeze.::
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Slowly blinks awake, still disoriented from the time warp, a knot forming in her stomach::
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
<OPS_PO1_Cawney>::wakes up from the place she landed on the floor after her console exploded and tries to get up wincing audibly as she feels the shards of glass dig into her arms:: Self: Ow.
EO_Ens_Mariner says:
::gets a handle on the problem areas, and then wonders,:: where the heck are we, again?  attempts to figure out where they are.::
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Slowly opens his eyes, and immediately has to convince his brain that it's not possible for just the ceiling to spin that particular way...after a few moments, he talks his brain down, and immediately recalls the image seared into his brain of the support beam seemingly obliterating the Operations console::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  Readings indicate the Claymore is now 3,110 years in the past.   She is in one piece, mostly...
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
:: Really, really, really not wanting to wake up, she forces her self to a seating position to see what was still working... herself as well as her console.::
TO_Ens_Kytides says:
::Groans slightly as he pulls himself up, rubbing the elbow he's fallen on::
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Straggles to his side::  MO:  Doctor Raeyld...Doctor Raeyld, are you with us?
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
:: her voice more a croak from the heat::  CO:  Chronometers have us 3110 years in the past.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::her eyes slowly open as she attempts to sit up and looks around.  As her mind clears she looks over to the operations station.::
EO_Ens_Mariner says:
::glances up.:: *Bridge*: main engineering to bridge. come in bridge. ::he hopes someone else survived this.::
CSO_LtCmdr_Senn says:
*EO*: Bridge...
OPS_LtJG_Fong says:
<OPS_PO1_Cawney>::rolls onto her back, hearing some bit of debris crushed under her, she winces and somehow thinks to keep her arms up above her body:: Aloud: Ow.
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Fallen to her side, her salvages just enough equilibrium to pull herself to her elbows at the sound of Damrok's prodding. She coughs twice, quickly wiping her lips, before looking up to him, trying to get her mind back to the present:: CTO: I'm---
CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Starts to get to his knees and palms::  MO:  ...We've got to get to Fong.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::It takes her a moment to register what Senn has said.::  CSO: Acknowledged.  It was successful now to see the damage.
EO_Ens_Mariner says:
::sighs in relief.:: *Bridge*: What's your status up there?
MO_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
CTO: I--- ::Her eyes widen as things slip back into time::  Fong.
Host SMDrew says:
******************** Pause mission *******************

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