Host SMDrew says:
Only the Good Die Young - Mission 30 - Stardate: 11802.13
Host SMDrew says:
Summary:  The away teams have entered the Relic Claymore, but as the last person entered the engineering airlock a bright flash and a huge Chroniton spike sent them into a void.  While together there is no external or internal reference.  Communication links only communicate with the away team members.  Tricorders read nothing as if Time and space no longer existed in this void.
Host SMDrew says:
******************** Resume Mission **********************
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::Blinks at the flash of light, then tries to orient himself to the white nothingness::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
::Grabs the metal container and begins looking over the readings.::  Self:  Damn.
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::sees the others stretched out in a ragged line, like they were when they entered the airlock::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Somewhat subdued::  All:  Is anyone getting a tricorder reading?  Of any kind?
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Curses in ancient Betazoid beneath her breath::
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::Jumps as the XO's voice fills his helmet:: XO: Scanning, Commander...
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::frowns as the Claymore's interior is burned away by a flash of brilliant white. Inside his suit, he begins muttering, then shakes his head, slightly turning in place to check the team's headcount, then he turns his attention to his wrist controlled communications equipment, and begins trying to raise either Claymore::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
::Brings up a secondary console and taps the configuration commands.::
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::Waves his tricorder around, frowns, and waves it again.  Looking puzzled, he turns it over, thumps it a time or two, and waves it around again::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
ACTION: The relic Claymore's main engineering comes to life around Advisor Brunn.
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
XO: Commander. My tricorder is malfunctioning. It is detecting no readings at all
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
::Stands bringing the metal contained with him.::
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::shakes his head and scans through the channels available to his suit for any activity at all::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
::Sets the container on the engineering pool table and brings up the sensors.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
@<TO1_Lt_Kingston>  ::Standing at primary tactical, with the mission operations screen duplicated on one half of her display::  CO:  Captain, it looks like we've lost the commander's open channel.  ::Looks to Gulash and then back as the various crew overseeing the away teams work a bit more urgently::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
::Locks onto the signals and frowns.::  Outloud: Damn!  Why did they come back?
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
SO:  Likewise.  ::Looks at the members of the away team, who have universally confirmed they, too, have no tricorder readings::  We can't seem to actually...move through space, either.  ::Tries to pace back and forth a bit, but doesn't get anywhere::
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
@<OPS_PO1_Cawney> ::overhears the TO and checks the signals:: CO/TO1: Confirmed.
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
::Moves over and adjust the sensor pallets and begins fiddling with the communications array.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
SO:  Is it even possible to formulate a hypothesis based on available information?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
@TO1/OPS: Are you still picking up lifesigns of the team?
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::takes a few steps toward the front of the away team. His legs move, and he feels the ground under his feet, but he doesn't actually get anywhere:: XO: It is very hard to say....
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
ACTION:  A booming voice thunders through the void at an almost deafening volume, but the words are mumbled from the volume.
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::glances up from his wrist communications controls:: XO: I can't bring up the Claymore's status signals.  Or much of anythi... ::he shuts up to listen to the booming voice::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
@::Looks at the viewscreen briefly; the relic was still in front of them.  They had anticipated they might lose the comms, so she wasn't too concerned yet.::
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::flinches as the voice reverbs through the void::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
::Shakes his head and makes a few corrections to compensate for the chroniton variances.::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
<VOICE> All: You should not have returned, Commander.   You have put us all at risk.
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
XO: A guess. No tricorder readings, no physical location, no ability to advance or move. I'd would hazard a guess we are stuck in a moment of time
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
Voice:  Who are you?  ::Not really sure whether he's the commander in question, or whether it's Senn, but figures it's best he answers::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
ACTION:  Again the voice booms through the void.  This time the words are clear, but still vibrate through the EVA suits.
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::mutters to himself:: But it doesn’t explain why we are conscious of it....
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
<VOICE> All: You should not have returned, Commander.  You put your crew at great risk.   I am attempting to alter the chroniton fields to make a corridor to pass through.
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
<VOICE> All: I hope you are armed, because once I return you there will be hostile invaders.  They will not hesitate to kill at first chance.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::For the time being, keeps her tongue still, keeping a watch on Commander Damrok out of the corner of her eye::
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::to self:: A chroniton field...  but the strength of it. The power needed...
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
@::Unfortunately, there wasn't much they could do but sit and wait, which none were to good at.::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
::Begins typing in the adjustments to the field through the console in the metal box.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
@<TO1_Lt_Kingston> CO:  Yes, Captain...I still have the away team's lifesigns, just no communications.
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
::Bypasses the safety protocols and enters his command codes.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
@TO1: Understood.  We knew there was a chance we might lose communications given the chroniton fluctuations and the last away mission.
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
Voice:  We are...but what is happening?  Where are we trapped?  ::Draws his hand phaser as a matter of course and checks the settings, going for the highest stun...but has a bad feeling that he's going to have to ratchet that up before long::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
::Steps over to the warp core console and modifies the field output through the main deflector to begin infusing anti-chronitons.::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
::Moves back to the console.::
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::Sees the XO prepare his weapon, does the same::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
<VOICE> All: You are in the void, a place where space and time do not exist.  It’s nothing, in nothing, encased in nothing.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Slips a hand into her bag, wrapping her fingers around a long, slim, if antiquated instrument, while her other hand rests within reach of her phaser::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
@TO1: Is there any way for us to tell what he chroniton levels are on the relic Claymore from here?
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
Voice:  How did we come to be here?  ::Looks up, as though that's a remotely meaningful action::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
<VOICE> All: Initiating chroniton field modifications.  Prepare yourselves for the worst.
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
@<TO1_Lt_Kingston> CO:  We should be able to get some readings, Sir.  ::Begins the sweeps::
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::Tightens his grip on his phaser::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
::Taps the console to begin the modifications and grabs a phase rifle from the weapons locker.::
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::resets his pack, then draws his phaser.  The Ferengi checked the power cell and settings with a remarkable level of confidence.  He then waits quietly from his spot towards the back of the group::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Looks to Fong:: ::Quietly:: OPS: Ready?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
@::She didn't know what, if anything, the readings would tell them, but it was better than sitting here doing nothing.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Braces himself as best he can::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
ACTION:  The white parts in a clean line down the Claymore's corridor from the airlock.  Space and time have returned to normal in this corridor.   Screaming, metal tearing sounds can be heard from down the corridor.  Tricorders light up with hundreds of life signs.
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
ALL: LIFESIGNS detected. Lots of them!
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
SO: Any human?
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Urgently::  All:  Fan out and hug the walls.  We need to get to a more defensible position while moving toward Main Engineering.  Our objective remains the same:  find Brunn.  ::Takes point and motions for the others to fall in, waving his group to the near bulkhead and Raeyld's to the far::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
SCENE:  From around the corridor corner the first dozen Cabowee come running, claws tearing into the deck plates as they pick up speed toward the away team.
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
All:  Weapons free!  ::Begins laying down quick bursts of phaser fire::
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::sighs, ever-so-slightly disappointed.  He glances at Raeyld.  He takes a knee in the middle of the corridor. He takes his time to pick his target and fires, holding the phaser’s bright beam on target.::
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::Being toward the back of the line of Starfleet personnel, he carefully fires down the center of the corridor, to avoid those in front of him::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
ACTION:  Two Cabowee fall to Damrok's phaser fire.  Two more replace them from around the corner.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Kneels beside Fong as she reaches into his pack, pulling out several of the shaped charges:: Fong: Change of plan: flight deck, first break we get.
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
ACTION: Two more Cabowee fall to Fong and Aryv's phasers.
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::does a quick scan of the area, looking for a hallway that was free from the aliens::
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::nods quickly, then remembers the helmet.  His voice is short and controlled as he calmly picks another target and fires.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Grabs two charges, inserts the remote igniter into two of them, and waits for just the right minute, her own detonator in her pocket::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::As he's on point, continues laying down rapid suppression fire, hoping his phaser doesn't overheat and wishing he'd just brought a rifle and/or some photon grenades::
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
<OPS_Lt_Kendal> ::being somewhere in the middle of the team he hugs a wall, holding cover. He ducks out from time to time firing down the hallway with very little precision.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Waits until the most recent set of Cabowee are about half-way down the corridor toward them, just in range for the others to take out, and suddenly leaps to her feet, dashing down the corridor toward the Cabowee, and praying to the gods the rest of the team takes at least three of them before she actually meets up with them::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
@<TO1_Lt_Kingston>  ::Does a double-take::  CO:  Captain, I don't have firm readings on locations, but I am picking up sidearm phaser fire.  Unsure which deck.
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
ACTION:  More Cabowee drop from the away teams’ phaser fire.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Keeps low as she runs and angles to dodge around any fallen Cabowee and under any still standing, mentally fortifying herself to keep running no matter what::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Takes a few inches of territory at a time, moving just slightly further down the corridor as each new wave succumbs to the combined efforts of the away team::
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::as soon as the CMO rises, he rises with her, the carefully aimed beams changing to short wild bursts as he moves up with her::
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::Continues to fire precision shots at the on coming hoards::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Skids around the corner of the intersection, and slaps a charge from each hand onto each side of the corridor the Cabowee are emerging from, about two meters in, then flees back toward the team::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
ACTION:  A single Cabowee lunges at Doctor Raelyld, his sharp claws outstretched for the kill.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
@TO1: Are you detecting any intruders?  The Cabowee?
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::While glancing at tricorder, kept in the other hand, trying to understand its readings::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
ACTION:  A single shot from Fong strikes the lunging Cabowee, causing it to explode against the corridor wall.
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::imposes himself between the Cabowee and the doctor, hand phaser coming around a bit more slowly than he'd really like.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Feels the Cabowee's...breath - ugh...and slaps her pocket, activating the charges...even though she's probably still too close. If she's going to die, she's at least taking out that passage way and any Cabowee still on her back::
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::watches the Cabowee explode, then moves on to the next target trying to keep them clear::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
@<TO1_Lt_Kingston>  CO:  Mm...no other lifesigns, yet, Captain.  ::Looks back to the results from the previous scan::  Chroniton counts are far above previously observed levels.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
@::At the moment, she didn't know what they could do.  She wasn’t going to risk sending more teams over.::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
ACTION:  The charge explodes, but at 1/1000th the rate.  It is as if someone was controlling time.
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::finally catches onto the CMO's doing, he calmly grabs her and pulls her back trying to get both of them further away from the explosion.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
@TO1: Understood.
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::Sees the explosion erupting from around the right hand corner... blossoming in slow motion:: Self: Fascinating...
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
All:  Cover their position!  ::Realized all too late what Raeyld was up to, but is mystified by the results as they unfold in ultra-slow motion; nevertheless, advances while firing to cut off any further Cabowee charges::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
ACTION:  The explosive charge very slowly begins to expand.  The beginning of a small faint fireball forms.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Stumbles slightly as she flails away from the Cabowee and explosion, gripping Fong's free arm for stability::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
ACTION:  Cabowee continue to advance and fall as the away team floods the corridor with phaser fire.
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
:;Scans the explosion, looking for chronitons levels::
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::glances at the explosion as it has apparently chosen not to kill him today.  He retreats slowly from it towards the rest of the team, keeping close to the Doctor::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
ACTION:  There is silence.  The Cabowee vanish as quick as they appeared.
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Continues covering the retreat, but pulls up as the flood of onrushing Cabowee suddenly appears to have been stemmed::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
<VOICE> All:  Run!  You have very little time left.
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Isn't one to argue with a disembodied voice, much less one who seems to have their best interests in mind  ̶  and it's not like they have a different choice::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Rejoins the group, with Fong, and looks to Damrok, absorbing the urgency of the voice:: XO: Still Plan A?
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
SCENE:  One by one the Cabowee bodies vanish.
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
All:  Let's move.  ::Phaser pointed forward in his right hand, sets off at double time::  CMO/All:  Same objective.
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::hustles down the corridor as fast as the EVA suit allows::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Nods, biting the inside of her cheek:: OPS: Got everything?
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::replaces the charge cell in his hand phaser before checking the pack:: CMO: Yes.
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Pauses at the right turn, taking a quick, darting look around the corner::  All:  Clear.  ::Proceeds, again at speed::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Takes another two charges and two igniters, sticks them in separate pockets, and nods:: OPS: To the flight deck.
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
SCENE:  Down the corridor is light, clean, and Cabowee free.  There also seems to be an emergency weapons locker near the turbolift entrance.
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::hurries after the XO, leaving the growing explosion behind::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Pauses as he reaches the locker, not sure whether he should open it...gives it a quick scan, both visually and with his tricorder::
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
CMO/OPS: Tricorder scans detect NOTHING headed toward the flight deck.  Only thing that looks normal is toward Engineering
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Becomes something approaching satisfied that it's probably not a trap of some sort, opens the locker::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
SO: Noted.  Is there...atmosphere, here?
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::Looks at the SO then at the CMO:: CMO: Doctor?  ::The word asks a quiet question. Not doubting her plan, but simply ensuring that she was aware of the problem.::
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
CMO: Here in this corridor? Yes. Toward the flight deck? I can’t detect anything at all
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Clenches her teeth slightly, as well as her fists:: OPS: ...I know, I just ̶  ...Don't want to accept it. 
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::clips the hand phaser to his belt, snags one of the rifles from the locker. He checks the power cell then looks at the Doctor::
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
<OPS_Lt_Kendal> ::Steps up to the locker and glances into it as the XO seems to be staring into it and Fong is arming himself with unusual confidence::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Holsters his sidearm and takes one of the phaser rifles, checking it over...seems to be the real deal::  All:  Exchange weapons if you're comfortable with a rifle.  Once we're ready...looks like we're heading up the turboshaft.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Processes for a moment:: OPS: ...Warp core ejection port. Blow that, and main engineering is open to space, right?
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
<VOICE> All:  Get moving, Commander.  Time is not something you have much of.
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::notices the design, and flips the rifle on its side. He pops an access plate and checks the rifle's serial number.  He makes a mental note of it then closes the port. He pauses to consider the Doctor's plan:: CMO: We will probably have to manually operate it and bypass the forcefields.
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::Slings a rifle on his back to keep his hands free for tricorder use and hand phaser::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Forgoes the rejoinder and heads to the turboshaft, looking up for a moment before flipping on his wrist beacon, slinging the rifle over his shoulder, and starting the climb::  All:  Careful, everyone.  Stay close.
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::holsters the phaser and the tricorder, falls in line to climb the turbolift shaft::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
SCENE:  From down the corridor and around the corner from the direction the away team came from comes the sounds of claws against decking.
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
All: Time to go...
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
OPS: If they're even active. If you have a better idea for a distraction along the way, let me know.  ::Sticks a rifle into her bag, but keeps one hand around a long, narrow piece of metal, and the other free for her pocket, as she waits for the others to start up the ladder::
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::also waits with the CMO at the bottom of the shaft, rifle pointed down the corridor. He leans over and says very quietly,:: CMO: Maybe less suicidal next time please, Doctor?
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::pulls out his tricorder, scanning down the hallway::
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
<OPS_Lt_Kendal> ::Grabs a rifle and follows the XO up the turbolift shaft::
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
ALL: Motion detected.... fifty meters and closing
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Freezes a moment, caught, and looks over, trying to look...hard. But failing::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Presses her lips together a moment::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Very quietly:: OPS: You don't want to be their plaything.
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::takes the remaining rifle and sets the power cell on overload.  He places it back in the locker before turning to duck back to the tube::
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::Holsters the tricorder and starts climbing the TL::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Ducks into the tube after Fong, and begins the climb::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Hearing the metallic echoes, starts to climb a bit faster, taking more than a few rungs at a time and moving about as quickly as a moderate risk strategy will allow::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
SCENE:  The Cabowee turn the corner and rush down the corridor towards the turbolift.  The turbolift doors quickly close as the last of the away team members enters.
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::taps his wrist and opens a channel direct to the CMO::
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
:: huffs and puffs loudly in his helmet as he climbs in his EVA suit:: Self: No need for gym time tonight...
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
ACTION:  The Cabowee hit the turbolift doors and begins tearing into them as the phaser rifle explodes from the weapons lockers.  Horrific screams come through the open tears in the doors along with a flash of light briefly lighting the interior of the turbolift tube.
SO_Ens_Aryv says:
::feels the rumble through his suit, and sees every detail of the EVA suit above him in the sudden bright light ::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Hears the chirp in her wrist, and taps it, keeping pace up the ladder...practically her second home, all but ignoring the screams behind her.  ...All but::
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::glances down to check the CMO then upward, he climes at the rate of the person ahead of him::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Doesn't bother to look back down the shaft, merely attempting to move as quickly as possible toward the rapidly approaching main engineering entrance::
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
SCENE:  The Cabowee continue down the burnt corridor to the turbolift doors.  They begin to slam against them and slowly shred the thinning metal.
Host Advisor_Brunn says:
******************* Pause Mission - Time Lapse: 10 minutes *******************

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