Brett:
 Summary: With a plan in place, the Delphyne and her crew prepare to enter the Mar Oscura Nebula, in search of the distressed Tenebrae.

Brett:
 <<<<Resume Mission "On The Edge of Night - Part 3">>>>

CMO_Ens_O’Dell:
 ::in sickbay, having just sent Nurse Randall down to the mess hall, just in case they rescue a lot of people who need help::

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::checks for null space and keeps the helm straight and normal::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: :: on Bridge:: Status on the tetryon adjustments?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::hunched over her console furiously typing:: CO: I am finishing that programming now.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: Very good, lieutenant. Keep up the good work.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::sitting on the bridge::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::finishing up programming three probes in case one disappears into dark matter and is lost::

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 ::steps into turbolift:: Lift: Deck 12.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 *CTO*: Status report on tetryon adjustments, ensign?

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::looks around thinking that his normal watch does not have all the Chiefs on deck::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 <EO Burns> *CSO* I have just finished making those adjustments to the probes you asked

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 *EO Burns*: Thank you, ensign. ::turns to face the captain:: CO: Sir, the probes are ready now.

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::thinks about it a little harder and eyes the instruments even closer::

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 *CO*: I'm after headin' into Main engineerin' right now to check on the wee beasties Captain. I'll know after checkin' with the engineers.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: Launch probes and verify that everything is working properly.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: Aye. ::launches the first probe::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 *CTO* Come back to the bridge, Mr Quincannon. We've been alerted that the probes are already ready.

Brett:
 Action: The probe speeds forth into the nebula.

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 *CO*: Sure an' I'll be right there, Sir.

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::monitors probe readings and follows close behind::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::takes operations, to asst as much as he can::

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 ::steps back into the turbolift:: Self: 'Tis such a grand thing to be the last to know, eh?

Brett:
 Action: Probe telemetry begins coming in; it appears the plan will work as already several small pockets of null space appear on the navigational display.

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 Lift: Bridge.

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::eyes the data and makes corrections to avoid the pockets::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: The probe is working... I am going to send the second probe out now. ::launches the second probe to really cover the nebula::

CMO_Ens_O’Dell:
 ::monitoring from sickbay::

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::cross references the data from both probes to get more accurate readings::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: Very good, lieutenant. Let's hope we don't need more than three probes...

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 FCO: Keep us close to those probes, ensign.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::makes a few power adjustments, as needed::

Brett:
 Action: The second probe heads out and soon the two devices combine their data to form a "roadmap" of the path ahead.

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 CO: aye, Captain.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CNS: Let me know if you get any emotions or thoughts that could be from the Tennebrae.

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 ::exits lift and enters bridge. Nods to the Captain and proceeds to Tactical::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::looks up from the console:: CO: Aye, sir

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: Keep an eye on long range scans, ensign. We may have to act quickly.

Brett:
 Action: The ship moves into the nebula, following the probes mapped path of safety.  The pockets of dark matter float and randomly appear and vanish, but the probes provide enough warning (barely) to avoid them.

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 CO: Aye, Sir. I'll be watchin' them closer than one o' the wee folk watches his gold.

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::feels the tension on the bridge but focuses on the task at hand::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::raises an eyebrow at the colloquialisms used by the CTO::

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 ::monitors long range and short range sensors::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::looks at the CSO:: CSO: Don't you believe in the luck of the Irish ::smiles::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Wonders what "wee folk" the Tactical Officer is referring to, but now isn't the time to ask. ::

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 ::grins at the Counselor's remark.::

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::adjusts distance to the probe to keep up but give enough warning on null space::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CNS: Luck? Ah, you mean that random chance winds up in our favor? I do find that to be most agreeable... are the Irish particularly known for having random chance favor them?

Brett:
 Action: A pocket of dark matter appears almost directly on top of one probe.  The device vanishes instantly.

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 CSO: Ye might be after sayin' that Ma'am. Ye just might.

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::rolls the ship to evade the pocket::  CO: Lost a probe Sir!

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::sees she's lost a probe:: CO: One of the probes is gone... launching the third. ::launches it::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 FCO: Steady, we'll get another probe out.

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 CO: Aye, Sir.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 CSO:  While you are keeping an eye on your sensors, I will take the program you prepared for the other 3 probes and will apply it to another one to have ready if needed

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 *Engineering*: All right, lads. Now 'tis the time to be puttin' a bit o' a rush on another probe or two.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: Ready another probe...  ::under his breath:: ...just in case.

Brett:
 Action: The third probe is launched and takes over the duties of its lost comrade.

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::works on the single probe data to make sure that it is accurate::

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::rights the ship when the second probe begins transmitting and continues on course::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: Its not just a matter of programming, it also needs to have its internal components altered slightly so that it can emit tetryons.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::takes the program the CSO had prepared and downloads to another probe, while engineering makes the manual adjustments::  CSO: They are working on it, just don't lose another one to soon

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: Get someone on it, lieutenant. There's bound to be an engineer who can needs something to do.

Brett:
 INFO: The interior of the nebula is a constantly shifting tableau...a pocket of null space fades into existence near the front of the Delphyne.

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::begins evasive maneuvers to avoid the pocket::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 FCO: Hard to port!

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::immediately controls the helm hard to port::

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 CO: Aye Sir!

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: Looks like Commander Llewellyn has that covered... ::nods at the CNS:: CNS: Tell them to use probe E-14. I'll program that one from here.

Brett:
 Action: The ship lurches violently, the inertial dampers barely up to the task, but the ship avoids the pocket by a slim margin.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 CSO: Understood

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CNS/CSO: Thank you, my attention is drawn to the nebula at the moment.

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::feels a drop of sweat form on his brow::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::lurches forward and grabs onto her console as the ship jinks::

CMO_Ens_O’Dell:
 ::almost falls, catching herself against the edge of a biobed::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 FCO: Good job, ensign.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::feels the ship right itself and gets back to programming::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::catches himself on the console::

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 CO: Thank you, Sir.  ::his chest swells with pride::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Stands in the center of the Bridge, trying to will the nebula to leave the Delphyne alone. ::

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 ::eyes sensors like they came alive::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::catches some of the thoughts of the Captain, and almost says out loud it won't work, but doesn't::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::eyes the CNS a moment before going back to her work:: CO: Finished the programming... now its just up to engineering.

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 CO: Captain. Sensors have picked up the USS Tenebrae, an' she's not showin' any power emissions.

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::hears the news but refuses to take his eyes off the sensors::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO:  How far off are we?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: Any life signs?

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::looks at the CSO with a smile, as if saying "what"::

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 CO: We're still a mere twenty minutes away at current speed, Sir.

Brett:
 Action: As the Delphyne continues to approach the Tenebrae's location, the FCO is forced to make several more radical course corrections.  The probes give enough warning, and it is likely, without them, that the ship would suffer damage.

CMO_Ens_O’Dell:
 ::has Nurse Hernandez treat a small child who sprained her wrist falling in that lurch, so that she can keep monitoring the situation::

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 CO: The sensors are pickin' up multiple signatures. Looks to be nigh on to fifty by me count, Sir.

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 ::scans Tenebrae to determine how badly damaged she is::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CNS: Can you hail them?

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::tries to hail the Tenebrae:: CO: Trying now sir

Brett:
 Action: The nebula eventually clears enough to reveal the USS Tenebrae and the neutron star she was surveying.  The Obert-class ship is adrift, and dark.  She seems to be slowly drifting toward a pocket of dark matter, though it is still quite a distance away.

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 CO: Och an ochone! Captain, I dinna detect any signs o' damage to the Tenebrae.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 CO: I am getting no response

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: No damage?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 All: Can we stabilize her drift with the tractor beam?

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 CO: I'd be after advisin' the raisin o' the shields, Sir.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: Can you get a transporter lock on any of the survivors?

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 ::attempts to lock on life sign::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 CTO: I would like to ask, what would happen if we did transport off, and by chance a pocket of dark matter appeared at the same time, wouldn't the transporter beam be lost?

Brett:
 Action: Transport lock is established.

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::prepares to provide the easiest way to tractor the ship away from the dark matter if necessary::

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 CO: Lock established, Sir. Where would ye like them brought to, Sir?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO/CTO: Can I recommend that we transport bridge personnel first? They may be able to tell us what happened

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: How many?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: I agree but we may not have a choice.

CMO_Ens_O’Dell:
 ::has Nurse Randall hold her position in the mess hall until we're certain of how many injured we have? ::

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 CO: I read 45 true readings, Sir. But there might be more in shielded areas.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: My scans detect that life support has been offline for quite some time... reduced life signs indicate unconscious people, sickbay may be the best place for them

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 *CMO*:  Doctor, we're going to beam the survivors we can out first. Do you have a preference as to where?

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 CNS: Aye, Commander. 'Tis possible.

CMO_Ens_O’Dell:
 *CO*: For right now, Sir, I don't think we're going to have to use the mess hall for triage. Please, beam them directly to sickbay, Sir.

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 CO: With yer permission, Sir, I'd like to be after sendin' a couple o' me lads to the beam in sight. Merely as a precaution don’cha know?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: You heard the good doctor, ensign? Begin transport. Send some security to Sick Bay as well.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CTO: It would take them time to suit up in EVA suits as life support is offline that is what I would highly recommend.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::is slightly concerned about beaming other wise perfectly healthy people off a ship, who might die in transport.  But decides there really isn't other choice::

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 CO: Aye, Sir. Beginnin' transport now.

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 *Security*: Lads, would ye be kind enough to send two men to sickbay on the double now?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::looks at the CNS again::

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 ::transports Tenebrae personnel as quickly as safely possible::

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::monitors probe data and makes sure that no null space pockets move into the trajectory of the Delphyne::

Brett:
 Action: The three life signs from the bridge are transported to the Delphyne Sickbay.  Two Humans and a Bolian appear, each wearing emergency breathing apparatus.  They lie slumped on the floor, unconscious.

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 ::looks curiously at the CSO.::

CMO_Ens_O’Dell:
 ::runs to the three victims, assesses their airways and breathing::

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 CSO: EVA suits Ma'am?

Brett:
 Action: Shortly, six more StarFleet officers appear.  They are in similar states.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 CO: Permission to go to sickbay?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CNS: You may need to assist Dr. O'Dell.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::looks at the CTO strangely:: CTO: Yes... environmental suits... you know? Keeps your people breathing as there's no air over there.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::smiles at the CO, as he walks off the bridge:: CO: Yes, sir.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CNS: :: smiles ::  Thank you, doctor.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::enters the TL:: *CMO* Doctor, I am on my way to assist

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: See if you can establish a tractor beam on the Tenebrae. It'll tax the FCO's skills but we may be able to pull it out?

Brett:
 Action: In a matter of minutes, the 45 survivors of the Tenebrae are transported to the Delphyne.  All are suffering from hypoxia, some worse than others.  It seems the Delphyne arrived in the nick of time.

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 CSO: I know what they are, Ma'am, but we hadn't discussed sendin' anyone there as o' yet.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::after a few moments he arrives in sickbay, and moves to the injured::

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::moves tangentially to the Tenebrae to provide a better lock angle for the tractor beam::

CMO_Ens_O’Dell:
 Med Tech: Start taking off the non-working breathing apparatus! Hernandez: Help me get these people on oxygen.

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 CO: Aye, Sir.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CTO: Well if you do, I recommend that you send them in those. My mistake as I had thought it was your intention to send your people over there before beaming.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 FCO: We may have some tricky flying ahead, you up for a challenge?

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 CSO: Of course, Ma'am.

CMO_Ens_O’Dell:
 CNS: We're still trying to make sure their airways are clear and that they're getting oxygen right now.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: Sir, what are we going to do with the Tenebrae? Rescue the survivors and then what? Try to tow the vessel out or leave it here?

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 CO: Aye Sir, Already making adjustments.

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 CO: Sir, might we be after questionin' the CO o' the Tenebrae before we start towin' 'em? It might be possible to start her warp core an' fly her under her own power.

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 CO: After all, we dinna know what happened to them.

CMO_Ens_O’Dell:
 ::takes a free hand to call Randall back to help and to page the rest of her staff::

CMO_Ens_O’Dell:
 ::all have been told to be ready and are there ASAP::

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::makes course corrections to get maximum use of the tractor beam::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: We're going to try to tow it out. I would like to access their computer records but I can't risk sending anyone over while we're inside the nebula.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: We can start the towing process while we determine if anyone from the Tenebrae is in any condition to answer questions.

CMO_Ens_O’Dell:
 ::The med tech has all of the non-working apparatus off each patient and has cleared everyone's airway:: ::so far 20 patients have been started on oxygen, and everyone is working as fast as they can::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::nods to the CMO::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 *CMO/CNS*: Status on the survivors? Can anyone tell us what happened yet?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: Understood. Perhaps with their command codes I can access their computer... ::pauses a moment to look at the status of the neutron star and its implosion::

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::eyes the conversation between the CTO/CO and gets ready to act on orders::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::starts placing the crewman on oxygen::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 *CO* It will be awhile, they have been with out oxygen for a long time

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 ::Locks tractor beam on Tenebrae.::

CMO_Ens_O’Dell:
 ::scans the first three, two are stable for the moment, but the Bolian has no pulse or respiration beyond the oxygen he was put on:: Med Tech: Help me get him on a biobed. Nurse: Randall, what's the condition of the others?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: We do need to make haste.... the implosion of the neutron star is expected to take place in 20 hours.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 FCO: Set coordinates out of here, shortest route possible. I'd like to get out with the Tenebrae in tow if at all possible, even if it means a slightly longer path out.

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 CO: Aye Sir.  We will need to re position the probes for egress.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 FCO: Do it.

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 CO: Tractor locked, Sir, if I might make a suggestion? We could push the old lass, instead o' pullin'. That way, if the beam's cut we don't have to go back for her.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: My suggestion of the command codes would be of course if the computer were working and powered... I have presently no idea as to why there is no power. Might I suggest we monitor our own power levels perhaps there is a naturally occurring drain in this area.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: You'll have to manipulate the tractor beam to keep the Tenebrae out of harm's way as best as possible.

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::begins work on the flight path and reprograms the probes on an exit trajectory::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: Agreed. And make sure another probe is ready, just in case.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::moves around sickbay, checking each person.::

CMO_Ens_O’Dell:
 ::the entire medical staff has focused on airway and breathing, as no one was doing that on their own, circulation is the next priority as the air goes in::

FCO_ENS_Hamanari:
 ::plots the course into the helm and begins the egress from the nebulae::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: Understood.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Tries to calm his beating heart, sits in his chair, trusting his crew to do their best. ::

CMO_Ens_O’Dell:
 ::45 victims around walls on either oxygen masks or artificial ventilation, thanks to the CNS and the entire medical staff::

CTO_Ens_Quincannon:
 :: focuses on tractor beam manipulation.::

Brett:
 Action: The Delphyne and her tethered derelict begin making their way out of the Nebula.  With the added mass of the Tenebrae, the Excelsior handles very sluggishly.  It will be a challenge to get both ships out in one piece.

Brett:
 <<<<Pause>>>>