Brett:
 Summary: The crew of the Delphyne continues their repairs while adrift in the Delta Triangle.  There has been no sign of the Orions since their small vessel fled some six hours before.

Brett:
 <<<resume Mission "Sanctum - Line of Control Part 5">>>>

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::on the bridge, looking down at her console as the last of her sensor calibrations are done::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Exits Ready Room, heading for the Big Chair. ::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::Having been kicked out of Sickbay, as things seemed under control, has returned to the bridge and is helping to over see repairs::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::decides after 6 hours of solid work not to mention the several hours before that... its a good time to take a break::

Brett:
 <Kylie_Faint> ::Approaches the CO with her camera man in tow::  CO: Excuse me?  Captain, I'd like to get your impression of our situation.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::gets a junior science officer to man her station and walks back to the lift::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::Watches the CSO get out of dodge just as the press arrive::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Faint: Yes, Ms Faint?  :: tries not to look annoyed at being asked questions at the moment ::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Makes her way up to the bridge::

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::walks back into main sickbay to make her rounds with the various patients still under her care::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::calls the lift::

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Returns to the Bridge with a PADD in hand and heads over to the Captain's chair.::

Brett:
 <Kylie_Faint> CO: Well captain, what are our chances of being found?  ::Holds out a small audio pick-up::

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Waits for a few moments as the reporter interviews the Captain.::

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::walks over to the CEO, and picks up a PADD to make notations on his record::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Faint: Well, Ms Faint, I have every confidence in my crew and I'm certain we'll be able to get a message to Starfleet very soon. ::Smiles as politely as he can. :: Any other questions?

CEO_LtJG_Heller:
 ::Turns to the CMO::  CMO:  So doc am I going to live?

Brett:
 <Kylie_Faint> CO: What are your thoughts on the attack we experienced?  Are you planning a counterattack at this time?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::enters the lift, then thinks about something and comes right back onto the bridge, walking straight for OPS::

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::looks up and over at the CEO:: CEO: You are indeed...::steps closer, and her voice softens in tone, her face gentle in expression:: How are you feeling?

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::Checks console and goes through what's been completed and repairs still to be performed::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::quietly:: OPS: Have you had any success with communications?

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Looks over to the Lieutenant.::  CSO:  In what way?

CEO_LtJG_Heller:
 CMO:  Ok a bit sore but ready to get back to work

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Faint: I really can not answer that at this moment. I would like to speak with Starfleet before engaging the Synod again. We need a greater perspective on the situation than we currently have.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 OPS: In letting Starfleet know we're here... and could use a hand.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Exits the TL and heads for her station.  Squats down, removes the access panel and runs a scan with her tricorder::

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 <Injured Victim> CNS: It was like my life flashed before my eyes. A final reflection on what things were before an ever growing darkness. I think I saw my mother.

Brett:
 <Kylie_Faint> CO: So you are confirming the attackers were Synod.  What was the motive for their attack?

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 ::taking notes:: Injured Victim: Curiously, was she happy or unhappy?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Faint: Based upon the information we currently have, we believe that they were Synod but we are still uncertain what their motive was.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CTO: How go the repairs, Lieutenant?

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 CSO:  Unfortunately this region of space seems to be limiting our efforts.  ::Scratches his head a little bit.::  But if you'd be willing to work with me, maybe we can come up with some way to get some kind of message through to them.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::nods slightly:: CEO: Let me make sure you are fit for duty...::walks to a console and begins a last scan of the CEO, then walks back to the head of the biobed and looks back down with a slight tilt of her head:: Will you promise to return to sickbay or find a medic if you feel worse?

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 CEO: There is residual healing your body must do.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 OPS: I had a thought... what about sending a probe?

Brett:
 <Kylie_Faint> CO: I see.  ::Turns away from the CO and faces the  camera::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::nods at the readout, replaces the small door and stands back up, wiping her face with the back of her hand leaving a smudge on her face::

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 CSO:  It could work.. but the probes would have the same difficulties we are having.  To say the least, this region of space makes any data transmissions extremely difficult.

Brett:
 <Kylie_Faint> Camera: There you have it.  Confirmed by the Captain of the USS Delphyne, which even now drifts, helpless, in space, the Synod have brutally attacked us and may, even now, be lurking in the nebula outside, waiting to strike.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 XO: Sir, they are going slow, but we are making some headway

CEO_LtJG_Heller:
 CMO:  Of course doc  ::jumps off the biobed.::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Turns to find someone, anyone, to talk to. ::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 OPS: Indeed I agree... but do we have our own warp path that brought us here in the computers? If so, a probe could be sent back down that path and our message received.

Brett:
 <Kylie_Faint> ::Drops her microphone to her side::  Cameraman: Cut.  Too many "even nows".  Meh, we'll fix it in editing.  let's go talk to the crew.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CTO: That is good to hear.  I think we have accomplished a great deal in a short time.  I guess that's because no one has slept.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Looks back to the Captain for a moment.::  CO:  Sir, I have the report from astrometrics.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Makes a motion to the Lieutenant to wait a moment.::

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::catches the CEO with one arm and forces him back onto the biobed, an eyebrow raised:: CEO: Not... so fast Lieutenant... I have not yet cleared you.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 XO: Sleep?  ::tries to cover a yawn:: What is that Sir?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 OPS: Thank you, Commander. :: Walks over, muttering too quietly to be heard. ::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::raises an eyebrow at OPS report and wonders what her people have accomplished::

CEO_LtJG_Heller:
 ::sits back on the biobed::  CMO:  Why did I know it wouldn't be that easy.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 CO:  In order to effectively cancel out the communications generated by the large Synod mothership, it will take power beyond what we are capable of generating by us and any Starfleet Ship.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CTO: Something that use to come much easier to us all, before we met the Synod.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::smiles, then hears the satisfying beep from the console, and glances at it, then looks  back at the CEO and takes her hand off of his shoulder:: CEO: Now, you can run away.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 OPS: That's one thing I didn't want to hear. What's the status on getting a message to Starfleet?

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::Smiles as he walks over to her:: CTO: What kind of weapon power do we have now?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: I just suggested to Commander Sanford that we use a probe to get a message out to Starfleet.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Smiles softly at the Lieutenant.::  CO:  Yes, as she just said.

Brett:
 Action: A sudden beep comes from OPS' console, alerting everyone to an incoming signal.

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 ::still taking notes:: Injured Victim: These accounts are very culturally specific. In a previous discussion with a near death experience subject, he recalled nearly being tossed before a group of blood thirsty hounds, being required to fight his way to heaven to show his true worth.

CEO_LtJG_Heller:
 ::smiles at the doctor::  CMO:  Thanks doc  ::heads out the door feeling only a little dizzy and hopes no one notices.::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO/OPS: A class nine long range multi-mission probe capable of warp may do what we need.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: Do it. We need to, at least, get word out, even if we can't communicate with them.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 XO: I agree with you there sir.  ::moves to her board and taps a few commands, makes room for the XO to see:: It looks like warp and impulse are still down

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 <LtJG Etzin> CO:  Captain, we are receiving a signal.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::nods:: CO: Understood. ::looks at Lieutenant Etzin, curious about the signal::

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Looks over to the Denobulan female occupying OPS.::

Brett:
 INFO: The signal is one the young lieutenant has never seen before.  it is badly garbled, and weak, but appears to be Starfleet in origin.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::shakes her head slightly as the CEO leaves, knowing full well he was probably light sensitive or dizzy...walks to the next patient::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::Looks over her shoulder:: CTO: Yes, I see. Shields are still a bit shaky.  Maybe we can work on those.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Etzin: Play it.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::taps another set of commands:: XO: And we have all weapons.  The aft torpedoes may be slow, but the loading track is mostly straight....sir

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 <LtJG Etzin>  CO:  Yes sir.  It appears to be Starfleet in origin on a very weak signal.  ::Puts it on.::

CEO_LtJG_Heller:
 ::enters TL:: Computer: Main Engineering

Brett:
 INFO: The signal is a recording, and mostly static.  After a few moments of enhancement, it strengthens.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 XO: It would be best to have a Starbase look at the shields, but since we aren't likely to run into one for a while, we'll make do.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CTO: Hopefully we won't need the weapons systems. What we do need is a hitch back to a Starbase.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Listens in on the transmission.::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CTO: But, yes, we will make do.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 XO: At least we think alike there, sir.  ::she gives Bauer a small smile::

CEO_LtJG_Heller:
 ::exits the TL and enters engineering::

Brett:
 Action: The screen dissolves into the 4th fleet insignia.  A data stream is downloaded into the ship's computers, and the words "Captain's Eyes Only" appears on the screen.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::Smiles back:: CTO: Maybe we could take a break in a bit, maybe get a bite or something. I could use a sugar rush about now.

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 ::feels his discussion with the patient should wait until he has fully recovered and sedates him back into unconsciousness::

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 <LtJG Etzin> CO:  It appears to be for you, Captain.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Etzin: I'll take it in my Ready Room. ::leaves the Bridge, concerned about what this could possibly be? ::

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 <LtJG Etzin> ::Transfers the message to the Captain's Ready Room.::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 OPS: That looks grim.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::Sees the screen and wonders what that's all about::

CEO_LtJG_Heller:
 <EO_Derfel>:  CEO:  Sir your back  ::looks relieved::

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Nods over at Etzin with a smile and turns back to Syrna.::  CSO:  Perhaps.  I'm not sure how much more grim it could be.  Sorry about earlier.. I wanted to get that information to the Captain.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 XO: A break would be nice, but... ::glances at the Ready Room door::  We might have to wait a while for that, I think.

CEO_LtJG_Heller:
 EO:  Yeah I'm back how are the repairs?

Brett:
 <Kylie_Faint> ::Arrives at Sickbay::  Camera: Get some establishing shots.  See if you can wide-angle the wounded, you know the drill.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::eyes widen for a second in anger as she turns around when the doors open, and spots the camera::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CTO: Yeah, I guess I'm on bridge duty now.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 OPS: It is understandable. There is no offense where none is taken.

Brett:
 <Kylie_Faint> ::Approaches the CMO and holds out her hand::  CMO: Doctor?  Kylie Faint, Federation News.  I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions?

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 ::moves towards the CMO, having been done with a short consultation::

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Smiles softly and motions towards the science station.::  CSO:  Now were you planning on riding our warp trail to get the telemetry through?

CEO_LtJG_Heller:
 <EO_Derfel>CEO:  Everything but the engines are fixed, they will have to wait till we are at a Starbase.

Brett:
 <Cameraman> ::Moves around sickbay, filming::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::Goes back to his chair and checks on the status of the holo-decks::

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::puts a hand out at the CNS to stop his approach, her eyes flared and focused only on Faint:: Faint: I might let you look at me if you dismiss your cameraman before I destroy that camera. These are wounded patients, they will not be recorded for any purpose.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::voice is fierce::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Exits Ready Room ::  Computer: Transfer and play incoming message.

Brett:
 <Kylie_Faint> ::Looks somewhat surprised, then smiles::  CMO: of course.  I'm sorry.  Cameraman: Can the film Bob.  We'll just do the interview.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::begins walking back to her panel:: OPS: My plan was to take the plot of our course from the flight computer and reverse it to a point where I know where we are then send the probe to the nearest Federation Starbase with our message. The probe is capable of warp nine and can travel for up to 14 days. If directed properly someone should receive our message.

Brett:
 <Kylie_Faint>CMO: Shall we talk in your office?

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::smiles and goes back to working her console::

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::points at her office:: Faint: Go. Sit. I have to make sure that film is erased, and my patients are okay. If you move, I will have you confined to quarters, clear?

Brett:
 INFO: The image of a middle aged human female appears on the screen, her admiral's uniform leaving no doubt that this is Renee Harlan, Fleet Commander.

Brett:
 INFO: The woman wears her dark hair pulled back in a thick braid; a streak of white emerging from her scalp near her forehead and extending back over her head and down the braid.  Her features show her Native American heritage clearly and her black eyes are clear and piercing.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Nods.::  CSO:  I see.  That should work providing it can get out of this region of space.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::eyes the cameraman suspiciously and waves over an orderly who she knows has some technical expertise::

CEO_LtJG_Heller:
 EO: Good to hear, I want to begin diagnostics on all key tactical systems.  ::heads to the nearest console and begins going over the systems that have been repaired

Brett:
 <Harlan> COMM: DEL: Officers and enlisted men and women of the Fourth Fleet, it has been many years since the Dominion War.  Since then, we have known relative peace.  But that peace is now shattered.

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 ::approaches the doctor and the film crew:: CMO: Is it appropriate for them to be filming when we are so busy?

Brett:
 <Harlan> COMM: DEL: ::a touch of anger enters her voice:: The USS Delphyne and her task group have been attacked by an element known as The Synod and are currently presumed destroyed. That task group consisted of 900 men and women doing nothing more than a routine surveying assignment, mapping the space of the Federations newest inducted member:

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 CSO:  And also providing the Synod don't get to it.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::raises an eyebrow:: OPS: Is there a specific reason it should not?

Brett:
 <Harlan> COMM: DEL: This egregious action was quickly followed by no less than five other coordinated attacks on Federation installations on Sidonick and AriaArkun. Outposts 597 and 599 have sustained heavy damage and are even now requesting aid to evacuate the civilians living and working there before their stations lose life support.

Brett:
 <Harlan> COMM: DEL: Word from the region has dropped to a trickle after a similar attack on Relay Station 110.

Brett:
 <Harlan> COMM: DEL: And if that was not enough, I have just been forced to list the USS Sharikahr as missing in action - that is nearly 200 crewmembers - along with our Federation Minister of Defense. A ship of peace transporting diplomats has simply disappeared.

Brett:
 <Harlan> COMM: DEL: Even if the reasons for this attack were known, they did not deserve death, or the sorrow this brings to their friends and families to us. ::coldly:: The President has placed the Fourth Fleet on Condition Red with the Federation Councils approval.

Brett:
 <Harlan> COMM: DEL: Not since the beginning of the Dominion War has this been necessary, but the threat of imminent and continuing attack demands it. The Synod represent a clear and present danger to the citizens of the Federation and the peace of our union.

Brett:
 <Harlan> COMM: DEL: These attacks, whatever their reason, were unprovoked.  These deaths should never have occurred.  These attacks were upon our friends and families and comrades in uniform and will not be tolerated or allowed to continue.  We will respond and we will defend our own.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::nods:: OPS: Ah. I see. I do not plan to have it get close to where the attack occurred. Additionally a probe is small and less likely to be detected than a starship... and... can you think of a better alternative?

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 Orderly: Make sure that the segment of film where he was filming sickbay is cut out. Permanently. Not to be retrieved. ::looks straight at orderly:: Got it?

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::Listens to the Admiral's report::

Brett:
 <Harlan> COMM: DEL: After the most serious deliberation, it is clear that there is no other choice, we must respond and we must respond immediately. As of Stardate 10609.11, an Emergency Marshal Order is now in place.

Brett:
 <Harlan> COMM: DEL: All Fourth Fleet ships and bases are to prepare for war. You are to assemble at Arcadia Station which will serve as Fleet Command Headquarters. Once here you will receive further orders. ::steely black eyes harden:: Do not mistake the seriousness of this situation or this Marshal Order.

Brett:
 <Harlan> COMM: DEL: We will establish a Line of Control, starting first in the areas that were attacked and extending outward.  We will seal the borders between Federation/Amenti Space and the Synods Sanctum to blockade that area and stem any further attacks. We will lock them away where they can cause no more harm to innocents.

Brett:
 <Harlan> COMM: DEL: I expect us to quickly reestablish peace in the region, honorably and successfully.  But I also expect the Fourth Fleet to do what is needed to protect our homes and the lives of our citizens. Success and Peace.

Brett:
 <Harlan> COMM: DEL: Harlan out.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 CSO:  I'm not dismissing your idea.  I do think that it is our best course of action at this time.  I am a little... worried about some hypotheses that have come to my attention over the last few hours.

Brett:
 INFO: The Signal returns to the 4th fleet emblem, then automatically reverts to the view of the grey nothingness outside.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 <Orderly> ::suppresses the urge to take a step back from the doctor, and nods:: CMO: Yes Ma'am...::walks to the cameraman:: Cameraman: Sir, if you would, I must make sure that any film of the patients in sickbay is erased...

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::Looks to the CO:: CO: So, everyone thinks we have been destroyed in the attack?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 XO: It would appear so.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::turns and glares slightly at the Counselor:: CNS: Obviously  not, Counselor. ::tone is sarcastic::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CO: Then they wont be looking for us.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO/OPS: We need to get that probe out and let them know where we are.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 XO: Not unless we can alert them somehow.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: Yes Sir, I am working on calculating the best way to do that now.

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 ::raises an eyebrow:: CMO: Sounds like you're catching the sarcasm bug that's going around doctor. Might you like something to drink?

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CO: We are going to have to come up with a way to let them know we are here, just like in Horton hears a Hoo.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Nods to the Captain and then turns to Syrna.::  CSO:  I'll get working on the transmission.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::narrows eyes:: CNS: No. ::pauses, and considers asking for some of his tea, but decides against it...she's too stubborn...and walks toward the patients::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 OPS: I'm working on the telemetry now...  ::fingers fly over the console::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 XO: Dr. Seuss, commander?

Brett:
 <Cameraman>  ::Eyes the orderly with some contempt, then looks to Faint who nods.  Pushes a few buttons and erases the segment of film he had just recorded.::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CO: It's a classic.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::taps a command and begins to scan the space around the ship::

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Takes the console beside Syrna's and starts working on the transmission to send Starfleet.  With the news of what is happening, he has some difficulty holding back his emotions of grief and despair, though he does his best not to show it.::

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 <Orderly> :;looks down, then up at the cameraman, hoping that was the only bit of film it was recorded on....and nods to Lincaad::

Brett:
 <Kylie Faint>::Moves to the office::  CMO: Coming, doctor?

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CO: We need to find a way for little voices to make a big noise.

CEO_LtJG_Heller:
 ::feels a wave of dizziness hit him but ignores it as best he can while he continues to work.::

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::looks at Faint, and raises an eyebrow:: Faint: In a second, thank you very much. ::tone is sarcastic and a bit incredulous::

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::mumbles something about patients' rights and violation::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 XO: That it is... and that's an excellent analogy. Perhaps you could work with OPS and CSO to make that happen? At the moment, they're working on a probe with essential data but an alternative would be good, too.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 CO/XO: Sirs.  We're picking up something on sensors

Brett:
 <Bob> ::Smiles at the orderly and then moves over to the office to record the interview::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CO: Aye, Sir. 

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: Identify.

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 ::moves towards Faint, attempting to place a body in between death and court martial:: Faint: I believe it is important that I be a part in this meeting. Your presence produces a threat to the mental health of the doctor.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::Turns to hear CTO's report::

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Pauses for a moment and looks over to the Chief Science Officer.::  CSO:  Is there any logic to what is happening here?  ::His expression is almost pleading as if he is trying to find some answers for comfort.::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 CO: I can't get a solid I.D. sir, triangle interference.  It's a large blip, ETA is 8 minutes

Brett:
 <Kylie Faint>  ::Pats the CNS on the cheek and smiles sweetly::  CNS: Relax Ensign, you'll get your chance on camera.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Hears the word 'large' and can't help but widen his eyes.::  CO, XO:  It could be the mothership.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Fingers move over the board::  CO: Trying to clean it up and get an I.D. sir

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CO: Starfleet command said the USS Broadsword was on route. There ETA was 8 hours it been at least that. Could it be them?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: See if you can, lieutenant. Be ready to raise shields.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::sees her patients are undisturbed and walks toward Faint and the CNS just to see the pat...gets closer and whispers toward the CNS with a slight smirk on her face:: CNS: Well, it seems you made a friend Silelik...

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 OPS: Depends upon the situation you are asking about? Is it logical that we attempt to find a way for our ship to be rescued yes. Is it logical that the Synod attacked us... it may be.... but we may lack the knowledge to understand it yet.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 CO: Aye sir  ::Continues to work::

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Tries to hurry to get the transmission for the probe ready.::

Brett:
 INFO: The sensor reading clarifies as the ship gets closer.  It is not Federation...

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 XO: That could be them? Can we hail them?

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 ::finds himself uncertain how to respond to the condescension placed in the scenario, so he sets it aside later for further contemplation:: CMO: Friend implies mutuality, which is not the case in this circumstance.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::motions to her office, wondering why Faint did not go the first time whenRaine requested it::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 CO: Sir, it's not a Federation ship.  But beyond that I don't know yet

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::looks at the CNS and smiles briefly:: CNS: Like she said..relax...you'll get your turn...::adds mentally if I don't stick her in the morgue first...::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CO: I'll try.  ::Tries to open hailing frequencies to the ship coming into sensor range::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::begins programming the probe, reverse engineering their flight path into the Deltan triangle into a path out of the triangle, then once out of the triangle to plot a course to Sidonic and the Starfleet base there::

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 CSO:  Alright, I've put in the data for the probe.  We just need to send it off now on your calculations.

Brett:
 INFO: The hail goes out, and is received.  There is no reply initially.

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 CMO: If you two are under the impression I am searching for fame, you would be far from wrong. In fact, I would prefer the exact opposite. I am to be but a shadow and echo. My face and voice, unknown.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::Having troubles but it goes through:: CO: Sir, the message was received but so far no reply. I'll keep on it.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::nods:: OPS: The probe is ready. ::calculates the time it takes to get there::  It will arrive at the planet Sidonic in approximately three hours.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::rolls eyes slightly:: CNS: Right. ::walks toward her office::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Keeps working on the sensors and scans repeatedly::

Brett:
 <Kylie Faint>  CNS: That's fascinating Ensign, please wait outside.  ::Smiles and turns back to the CMO::

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Nods.::  CO:  Captain, we're ready.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 XO: Give them a chance to respond.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CO: Aye.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::narrows her eyes slightly at Faint, and after one last glance back at Silelik, walks in:: Faint: What? :;turns around and looks at the two from behind her desk

Brett:
 <Kylie Faint>  CMO: Adjusts herself to allow Bob to film over her shoulder at the CMO::  CMO: Doctor... ?

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::Works on making the signal stronger, only can do so much inside the Delta Triangle::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::Continues to hail::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::the board beeps:: CO/XO: Sirs, it's a Ferengi D'Kora class Marauder.

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 ::goes back to tending the minds of the patience, curious to take a peek at the sensor readings recorded by the Delphyne in its current situation::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CO: Sir, they have answered our hail.

CEO_LtJG_Heller:
 ::moves to a different console and begins fine tuning the changes to the shields::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 XO: Of course they have. On screen.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 Self:  Ferengi... hmm..  This region of space would be ideal for them.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 OPS: Shall we launch the probe now?

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::readies weapons and shields, just in case::

Brett:
 INFO: A smiling Ferengi appears on the screen.  His right ear is adorned with many rings and he wears a loud (even for a Ferengi) jacket.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 CSO:  We need to wait on the Captain's orders.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::nods:: OPS: Understood. Shall we inform him the probe is ready? ::almost frowns at the Ferengi::

Brett:
 <Slav> COM:DEL: Delphyne.  We see you are in distress.  We come to help.  What is your status?

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Squints her eyes at the jacket the Ferengi is wearing::

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 CSO:  I already did.  ::Raises his eyebrow slightly.::  CO:  Sir, would you like us to launch the probe?

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CO: Sir, we have a Ferengi on screen. Not exactly the answer to our prayers but, there he is regardless.

Brett:
 <Kylie Faint>  CMO: Doctor...Can you tell our viewers how many were injured in the Synod attack?  How does it feel to be a doctor on the front lines of a war, an unprovoked, brutal war such as this one appears to be?

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 ::finds it intriguing that he hasn't been to the bridge yet, and feels now would be an appropriate time to go::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::raises eyebrow wondering how much latinum it would take to get the Ferengi to tow them to the warp gate::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CO: Did you want to address the lobed one or shall I?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 COM: Ferengi: Slav: Thank you for responding to our hail. We are in the midst of repairing our ship.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CO: Aaahh, Okay.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Studies the Ferengi, wondering if he is calculating the Dels' worth in latinum::

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 ::exits sickbay and heads towards the turbolift::

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::crosses her arms, still standing, then sighs:: Faint: Too many. ::pauses:: And this attack has tested the skills of myself and my staff to the limits which a normal setting would  not create.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 XO:  Commander, do you wish for us to launch the probe?

Brett:
 <Slav> COM:DEL: Ah, that is good.  So, your weapons are repaired?  And your shields... ?

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 OPS: Let's what a second to see what the Ferengi has to offer.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Nods and look over to Syrna.::

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::decides not to say it makes her want to find the Synod and rip their throats out:: Faint: It makes me extremely irritated and angry, to say the least. I hope I do not run across a Synod, for their sake. ::voice is still icy::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 COM: Ferengi: Slav: Oh, yes. Those work quite well.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::quietly hopes the Ferengi Captain has not done the Ferengi Classic Holoprogram "Vulcan Love Slave" and suppresses a shudder::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::antennae twitch:: Self: And how did he know about the weapons and shields, I wonder

Brett:
 <Faint> CMO: ::Nods and adopts a serious expression::  I can well imagine.  It was terrifying for me as well, having never been in a ship under attack.  Was this your first time as well?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::looks back at OPS::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 OPS: Maybe the Captain can work a deal to get them to haul us out of the Triangle.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::pauses for a split second, having become used to assuming everything she remembers from 16 on is the first time:: Faint: As the CMO, in real life, yes.

Brett:
 <Slav> COM:DEL: I see.  ::Looks off-screen then back to the viewscreen::  Well, it appears you are still unable to move.  Most unfortunate that you cannot maneuver.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 XO:  Perhaps... I have my worries though about this region of space.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 OPS: I share your concerns.

Brett:
 <Slav> COM:DEL: We will tow you to a port where your vessel will be well taken care of, and your crew...also well taken care of.  ::Smiles::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 OPS/XO: As do I.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 COM: Ferengi: Slav: Well, we are waiting for a repair ship and thought you might have been it, at first.

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 ::exits the turbolift and takes his first step on the bridge, mildly shocked to find a Ferengi on the viewscreen:: Self: In...trigu...ing.

Brett:
 <Faint> CMO: When you became a doctor, was this what you had in mind?

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::raises an eyebrow:: Faint: When you became a journalist, was this what you had in mind?

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CO: If we can get them to tow us out of the Delta Triangle we could COM our own people hopefully before they can sell us all into slavery.

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 ::standing at attention:: CO/XO: Permission to enter the bridge?

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::moves her fingers over the board, tapping in some commands to the docking thrusters, just in case they need to move::

Brett:
 <Slav> COM:DEL: Alas, no.  Not as such.  But, we are here to take you out of the Delta Triangle.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 CSO:  A little convenient how they located us and are here to get us out.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 OPS/CSO: If your probe is ready go ahead and launch... this may go nowhere.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::nods:: XO: Understood. ::launches probe::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 COM: Ferengi: Slav: Take us out?

Brett:
 <Faint> CMO: Of course.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 CO/XO: We have four smaller contacts.  Orion raiders and they came form behind the Marauder.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 OPS: I agree.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 OPS: Yeah, first the Orion's now the Ferengi. Both traders with the Synod.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Slight growl:: CO/XO: They have us surrounded.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::inclines head just slightly:: Faint: A physician will always expect and prepare for the worst, but hope and pray for the best.

Brett:
 <Slav> COM:DEL:  ::Smiles::  Yes.  We claim Ferengi right of salvage.  No need to thank us for your rescue.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 XO:  I'm starting to wonder if this region of space is a haven for them to prey on unsuspecting ships.

Brett:
 <<<Pause>>>>