Host SMDrew says:
ARC 18 - In the Town Where I Was Born - Mission 8 - SD: 11608.16
Host SMDrew says:
Summary: The Probes were launched around the planet and began sending data back to the Claymore.  Of interest are what appear to be previous cities buried under a few meters of dirt.  Under ground transportation, power stations, and vast cities are detected around the planet.  Meanwhile, Damrok and Doctor Raeyld have talked with Ambassador Hasscroft and may have a possible lead in the alien DNA which infects the Claymore crew.
Host SMDrew says:
****************************** Resume Mission - two hour time lapse – eight hours until next solar event ********************************
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::In his office, finishing a communiqué to Ambassador Lorelei...based on what Hasscroft told them, she's probably not going to be receptive to a face-to-face meeting unless they have the chance to speak with her some other way, first::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  Incoming secure encrypted transmission from DaiMons Britec.
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Concludes, "I hope that you are well.  I offer my services as well as the resources of the Claymore in order to assist you in any way possible.  Yours truly, Lt. Cmdr. Damrok" ... he signs the message and sends it off to Lorelei, then leans back in his chair a moment, wondering whether Raeyld will want to go talk to Throm in the meantime::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Hears something on the armrest console, standing next to the chair she taps the button.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Sitting in a chair in Damrok's office, across the desk from him, sitting back as she sips and offered drink and jots a few ideas down on a PADD while she waits::
Host SMDrew says:
TRANSMISSION:  Claymore: I show no records of any archeological surveys on record for the Thienya System.  We do show several orbital scans for life, vegetation, and habitable living zones.    - DaiMons Britec.
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
CMO:  All right, I've sent the message.  I suppose we'll wait to hear from her, now.  ::Takes a drink of his own water::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Glances up and nods thoughtfully:: XO: In the meantime, there's one more individual we might approach: Throm, my former aide from Trov.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::With a raised eyebrow she walks around the chair.  Not any more information to go on.::
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Nods::  CMO:  I was wondering whether he might have any information.  Perhaps you should contact him?  I haven't had the opportunity to speak with him at length.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Turns around to face the others::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CTO: Mr. Kytides, you have the bridge.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CAG: Captain Hawk, you’re with me.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Taps her combadge:: *CNS*: Counselor, meet me in astrometrics.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Heads toward the turbolift::
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
::Blinks at his console with an inaudible sigh::  CO:  Aye, Captain.
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Surprised::  CO:  Aye, Captain.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CTO: Lieutenant, if anything new is reported from the science probes, contact me immediately.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Steps into the turbolift and waits for Hawk::
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Follows the Captain in::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
XO: Yes, I'd like to. I met with him not long before this happened to us... The recent events on Trov, and his suddenly being separated from his homeworld  ̶  from everything he's learned to expect from life  ̶  has been hard on him.
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Sits forward at his desk, slipping slightly still not quite used to his new size and taps his badge.:: *CO*:  Yes, Captain, on my way.
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
::Nods after her and goes back to watching probe and sensor results::
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Reaches forward flipping of his computer and heads out the door.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
Aloud: Deck fourteen.
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
CMO:  I understand...  ::Pauses a moment, thinking about everything they've been through just in the past few weeks::  Go ahead and make the arrangements.  ::Swivels his in chair slightly to face his computer again, checking in on the findings from the probe telemetry thus far::
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
CO:  What are we doing, Captain?
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
XO: Yes, Sir. ::Nods sort of, experiencing a sudden onset of fatigue, and slides off the chair, resting her glass on his desk:: XO: I'll let you know what I find.  ::Turns for his office exit::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CAG: I don't know about you, but sitting here waiting is driving me crazy.  We're going to see if we can pull more data for this entire area and link it up with our star charts.
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Nods::  CO:  Sounds like a plan, Ma'am.
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Walks down the corridor, at least no longer tripping trying to walk in his own body, it felt natural now, and enters a lift.::  Aloud:  Deck fourteen
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::The lift stops and the doors open; T'Shara pauses for a second and then exits the lift into the corridor::
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Matches her stride::  CO:  How are you coping with your new age?
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
<aTO_Ens_Mornal>  ::Looks over at Kytides with the same frown he's been wearing since he lost almost a meter of height...looks like he's going to raise a breath to speak several times, but cuts himself off each time and eventually just looks back to his secondary tac console::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CAG: Other than everything on the ship feels huge.  Fairly well.  The last time I was this age I was in Vulcan Pon Farr.  At least I'm not having to deal with that at the moment.
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Pulls his chair up closer to his desk, shifting the cushion he's placed in his chair to prop himself up to an appropriate working height::
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Almost stumbles before catching himself::  CO:  How fortunate
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Changes subject::  CAG: Did I ever tell you my second job on the Claymore was chief science officer?
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Exits the lift and heads down the corridor.::
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Shakes his head::  CO:  No.  ::Grins::  You weren't born a Captain?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Gives Hawk a glance::  CAG: Contrary to popular belief, no....
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Enters astrometrics::
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Still smiling, follows in behind the Captain::
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
::Blinks briefly at Mornal's motion, but keeps his attention solidly on the distraction of his console::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CAG: Sometimes I miss my time as FCO and then as CSO.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Walks to the astrometrics control panel and brings up the current Claymore position and imports sensor readings.::
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
<aTO_Ens_Mornal>  CTO:  Erm, Sir...  ::Clears his throat several times::
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Thoughtfully::  CO:  Well, life is simpler...  just follow orders.  But I don't think I'd want to go backwards...  the questions get more complicated...  more challenging, but that's where the fun is.  ::Smiles::
Host SMDrew says:
SCENE:  The room darkens slightly as a 3D Claymore appears near the center of the room.  Slowly, planets and stars begin around the vessel as the computer reads in sensors from 360 degrees.
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Turns the corner and moves to the door to astrometrics and moves in spotting the captains, still not used to seeing them so young, he walks over to them as the Claymore appears in the room.:: CO/CAG:  Captains.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Heads to the nearest turbolift, and enters, lost in her thoughts::
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Turns::  CNS:  There...  ::Grins::  Awww....  aren't you cute.  Eris must just eat you up.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CAG: Definitely wise words.  ::Turns from the console as the Counselor enters the room.::  CNS: Good, now that we're all here.
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Moves to another console and pushes a few controls::  CO/CNS:  I've overlaid the most recent astrological survey of the area on the display.  We should be able to see any differences.
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Attempts to glare at Sky but not sure how well it works when he looked like he was nine::  CO:  What we looking for, Captain?
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
::Looks up, though with the console still in his peripheral vision::  aTO:  Yes, Ensign?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CAG: Mr. Hawk, I want you to start using the Claymore sensors to find current and past vessel information passing near this system.  If you run across navigation buoys, import all data they may have as well.  But, only if they’re open; we are not trying to hack into anyone’s system.
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Gives Foster a very unapologetic grin, then turns back to his console::
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
<aTO_Ens_Mornal>  CTO:  Have you, erm.... ::Clears his throat again::  ...heard, anything?  About, you know...whether we're going to be normal, again?
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Nods at the captain's order and busies himself at the console::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CNS: We're looking for a needle in a hay stack.  But, while Mr. Hawk is working on vessel information near here, I would like you to try and see if there is any foreign subspace networks that are open that we may get any communication chatter.  We're looking for active civilizations within, say, ten light years from here in any direction.
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Nods.:: CO:  Yes, Captain.  ::Moves to a nearby station and begins accessing the communication network and searching for chatter.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Looks back up at the overlay Hawk had created.::
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::As the sensors and nav buoys start reporting in, displays the results::  CO:  There are seventeen active vessels in the area, at a distance from one light year to twelve away.  ::Pauses::  Twenty buoys in the area, thirteen of them open.  Data coming in now.
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
CO:  Looks like we have 8 networks nearby that are open and have high chatter.  There are a couple other networks but closed.
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  The 3D star chart begins to fill with sensor data.  Vessels in transit as well as navigation buoys light up around the Claymore.
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Adds some more info to the display, then looks up::  CO:  In the last seventy-two hours, there have been forty-three vessels that have passed through within a range of two to five light years.
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
::Looks fully toward Mornal, shrugging very slightly before staring back at his console to resume ignoring the lack of normalcy Mornal's asking about::  aTO:  No.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Nods to Hawk::
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Frowns::  CO:  What are you hoping to find, Captain?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CAG: Mr. Hawk, of the forty-three vessels, do you have the navigation paths?  If so, can you display the entire path of the vessel on the star chart?
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
CO:  Well, at least while it was in range of the nav buoys reporting.  ::Overlays that data on the display::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CNS: Very good, Mr. Foster.
Host SMDrew says:
SCENE: Vessels begin to pop up on the chart along with their flight paths....
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Steps into the chart and zooms out slightly to look at the vessels.:: CAG: That is what we're looking for, Mr. Hawk.  ::points to several vessels moving past the system showing that they've all taken a longer path to avoid the system::
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
<aTO_Ens_Mornal>  ::Frowns further, not really sure what to think...starts to raise a breath again, but just falls silent and lower his head, staring at his console::
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Looks at the path for a moment, then queries the system for ship ID's and information::
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Looks up to see what the captain was pointing at.::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  The chart zooms into a small area just outside the system.  Every vessel keeps at least five light years from the planet.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
All: These two ships right here   ̶   look how close they came to the system.  They came within one lightyear, but I don't see them moving any further.  See if there is any comm channel on missing ships for this area or if there is something attacking vessels.
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Sets up a search to find any reference to missing ships or attacks inside the open comm networks.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Still standing in the middle of the chart she looks at the two vessels paths, crossing her arms::
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Looks up::  CO:  Captain...  all the ships that avoided this area used an open navigation system that warns them of dangers ahead, in this case, the solar activity.  Ships that use this kind of system are typically freighters.
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
CO:  I'm picking up two comms about vessels not making it to their destination; they are now being reported as missing.  Both look to have passed within one light year of the system.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CAG: So it's feasible that whatever affected the Claymore also affected anything out to at least one lightyear of the system.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CNS: Are those two vessels   ̶   can we get an ID on those?  Do our sensors pickup anything?  Debris fields?
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Thoughtfully::  CO:  Yes...  if they were much smaller than the Clay or didn't have our shields and engines, they may have been destroyed.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::taps combadge:: *XO*: We may have found something in astrometrics.  Could you please join us?
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
::Digs more into the data on the comm network looking for IDs on the missing ships.::  CO:  Searching for ship IDs now.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CAG: Aye, Captain, exactly my thoughts.
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Checks his inbox another time, then locks his terminal::  *CO*:  Of course, Sir.  I'll be there momentarily.  ::Pushes his chair out and hops down::
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Turns off the lights as he exits and makes his way down the corridor into a turbolift::  Turbolift:  Deck fourteen.
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Fusses with his collar a bit, running a finger along the inside of his tunic...after the brief 'lift ride, exits and walks to astrometrics, entering while glancing his PADD::  CO:  Reporting as ordered, Sir.
CNS_Lt_Foster says:
CO:  I'm picking up a debris field one-point-five light years from our current location. ::Taps a few more buttons.::   Might be a second one about one-point-nine light years away though I can't be sure on that one.  No power signatures from either field, so can't pick up any IDs from here.  ::Taps a few buttons putting the positions on the display.::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  The 3D images update to show a debris field and a possible derelict vessel.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
XO: Commander, take a look at this.  We've tracked quite a few vessels.  All of which, or the majority of, have steered clear of this system.  However, we found two vessels that are reported missing and we may now have a debris field and a derelict vessel.  ::points to the derelict vessel:: My theory is these two vessels got caught in the same solar event that hit the Claymore.  And their shields were unable to withstand it.
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
CO:  I'm in agreement that is what the data is showing us, Captain...  but I'm not sure how that helps us with our current issue.  ::gestures at his own body as well as the groups::
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Just nods, listening to T'Shara, and now Hawk::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
All: Since we have to wait for the solar event, and it's safer the farther away we are  ̶  or at least I hope  ̶  I'm suggesting we head to the derelict vessel to see what we find.
Host XO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
CO:  I agree; I feel that's the best next step.  ::Takes a few notes on his PADD::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Looks at the other two and then back at Damrok::
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Shrugs::  CO/XO:  Might even be survivors onboard.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::taps combadge and turns and transfers the data for the derelict vessel to the main bridge.::  *CTO*: Lieutenant, I am sending you some data on a derelict vessel.  Have helm plot a course at maximum warp.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Taps combadge again:: *CMO*: Doctor, we're going to visit an alien vessel that may have experienced the same as the Claymore.  I want biohazard teams on standby.  We should reach the derelict vessel in approximately six hours.
CAG_Cptn_Hawk says:
::Grins slightly and mutters:: Self: I wonder how many extra small bio suits she has...
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Exits the turbolift distractedly, and exits, heading toward Throm's quarters. Taps her combadge:: *CO*: Understood, Captain.
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
*CO*:  Aye, Captain.  ::Looks back to his console and checks the data briefly before glancing up to the helm::  FCO:  Plot course for the vessel, maximum warp.
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION:  The Claymore's impulse ignite and turn the ship to the new course heading.  With a flash, the Akira-class vessel jumps to warp....
Host SMDrew says:
************************************ Pause Mission - Time lapse 5.5 hours - Time to event 2.5 hours *******************************

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