Host ASM_Gary says:
Prelude: Last time on ACTD Kootenai Station…

The crew managed to open the box containing the transmitter sent by Starfleet belonging to Doctor Sovok. They are now working on obtaining the Sea Hawk and translating the data so that they can get underway as soon as possible.

Cast of Characters

Pablo Delsoglio as CO Captain Satok Marek
Steve Seliquini as XO Lieutenant Commander Rick Spicer
Gary Cole as CMO Commander Sovok
Kytra Seliquini as CTO Lieutenant Commander Bao’tzhu Shengming Rr’Vellan
Eric VanSickle as CEO Lieutenant Junior Grade Groth Masters, EO Hanz

Guest Appearance
SM-Darlene as Admiral Mitchell, TO Bailey, Lieutenant Sherman, TO Lewis
ASM Gary Cole as Jor’hjh

<<<<<<<<<<Resume Kootenai Mission>>>>>>>>>>

 CEO_Masters says:
::At engineering station helping CMO translate the data in the module::

Host CMO_Sovok says:
::Sits next to the CEO, working on the transmitter:: CEO: It shouldn't be too complicated to extract this Data. The real puzzle was the box.

Host CO_Marek says:
::Exits the TL on Level 17 and walks to Admiral's office::

Host Admiral_Mitchell says:
::Sitting behind the desk in her office working on reports from her last trip to SB 6549::

Host CO_Marek says:
::Arrives at Lieutenant Sherman's desk:: Sherman: Can you announce me to the Admiral?

Host SM_Darlene says:
<Sherman> CO: May I ask what this is concerning, Sir?  The Admiral is very busy.

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::In the turbolift with Bailey, exits and walks to her office::

XO_Spicer says:
::In the Ops center::

Host SM_Darlene says:
<Sherman> ::Looks up at the Vulcan standing in front of his desk::

Host CO_Marek says:
Sherman: Eeeer....::Raises an eyebrow:: Please tell the Admiral that I need to talk with her urgently.  ::Is a terrible liar::

Host TO_Bailey says:
::Quietly follows the CTO::

Host CMO_Sovok says:
CEO: How long do you think before we have all of it? ::Taps on the console looking at what they have::

CEO_Masters says:
CMO: Let's just hope the data is all there.  Shouldn't take more than an hour.

Host SM_Darlene says:
<Sherman> ::Frowns at the answer but taps the private COM and clears his throat:: *Admiral*: Sorry to disturb you, Sir but Captain Marek is here to see you.  He says it's urgent.

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Walks into her office and sits at her desk, looking over her security teams:: TO: Hmmm..

Host CO_Marek says:
::Nods to the Lieutenant ::

Host Admiral_Mitchell says:
::Taps her control panel:: *Sherman*: That is quite all right, Lieutenant.  You may send Captain Marek in.  ::Sets the PADD on her desk and rises from her seat::

Host SM_Darlene says:
<Sherman> CO: You may go in, Sir.

Host CMO_Sovok says:
::Nods, checking the consistency of what was coming through::

Host CO_Marek says:
Sherman: Thanks, Lieutenant.  ::Rings the door chime::

XO_Spicer says:
*CMO*: Doctor, what is the status of your special project?

Host TO_Bailey says:
::Sits down in the chair front of the CTO's desk and waits for orders::

Host CMO_Sovok says:
*XO*: It should be about an hour until the data is fully translated, Sir.

CEO_Masters says:
::Monitors the transceiver::

Host Admiral_Mitchell says:
::Hears the door chime:: CO: Enter.  ::Tugs on her uniform and stands straight::

Host CO_Marek says:
Admiral: Good evening, Admiral. ::Nods as he enters and makes the Vulcan hand salute to the Admiral::

XO_Spicer says:
*CMO*: Acknowledged.  ::Taps his COM badge:: *CTO*: Bao, what is the status of your Delta Force team?

CEO_Masters says:
::Chimes in:: *XO*: Maybe less, Sir.

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Taps quickly on her console, then stops and looks up, lost in thought for a moment. Glances at Bailey and taps her COM badge:: *XO*: Rrrick, how many do you think we need forrr the securrrity team?

Host Admiral_Mitchell says:
::Nods to the CO as he enters:: CO: Ah, Captain Marek.  I was not expecting you.  Please, have a seat.  ::Motions to the chairs in front of her desk::

XO_Spicer says:
::Chuckles:: *CTO*: Let's start with a team of ten. If the parameters change, we can adjust the number up or down from that.

Host CO_Marek says:
Admiral: Thank you, Admiral. ::Sits down:: To make a long story short, I came here to ask you for a special favor. ::Pauses::

Host Admiral_Mitchell says:
::Sits down and folds her hands, resting them on the desk.  Raises an eyebrow:: CO: A favor?

XO_Spicer says:
*CEO*: Good. Let's get it done ASAP gentlemen.

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
*XO*: Okay, that's what I was thinking. ::Taps on her console and transfers the data to a PADD:: TO: You rrready, Bailey?

CEO_Masters says:
*XO*: Aye, Sir.

Host TO_Bailey says:
::Tilts his big head to one side:: CTO: Ready for what, Commander?

Host CO_Marek says:
Admiral:  Yes, Admiral.  Just one hour ago we received a subspace communication from Starfleet Research Headquarters.  Admiral Warner gave us a special assignment.

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Smirks:: TO: To go save the galaxy...again.

Host Admiral_Mitchell says:
CO: Ah, yes, I have read the orders.  Apparently they sent me a text version.  I have it here someplace….  ::Shuffles the PADDs around on her desk:: What favor?

CEO_Masters says:
::Goes through the lines of code one by one::

Host TO_Bailey says:
::Waggles his furry eyebrows:: CTO: Lead the way, Commander.  ::Stands and motions to the door::

Host Admiral_Mitchell says:
::Grabs the correct PADD and taps the button bringing up the orders:: CO: Found it.  ::Reviews the orders::

Host CO_Marek says:
::Continues:: Admiral: The Senior staff and I discussed this assignment, and we concluded that, if it is possible, that your ship, the Seahawk would be more appropriate to accomplish our mission.

Host CMO_Sovok says:
::Taps his fingers on the console, wanting the transfer to be done faster:: CEO: Can you do anything to speed up the translation?

XO_Spicer says:
::Goes over the list of tactical officers recommended by the CTO::

Host Admiral_Mitchell says:
::The PADD suddenly drops from her hands as she looks up, trying to keep an emotionless expression:: CO: MY ship?  You want to BORROW MY ship?

CEO_Masters says:
CMO: Doctor, this transceiver is to our computer like the Apple II was to the iMac, ancient systems.

Host CO_Marek says:
Admiral: In other words, I am basically asking you to lend us the Seahawk, Admiral, yes, Sir.

Host CMO_Sovok says:
::Raises an eyebrow:: CEO: iMac?

Host Admiral_Mitchell says:
CO: What is wrong with the San Carlo?

CEO_Masters says:
CMO: Old-time computer systems back on Earth.

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Walks out of her office and taps on her COM badge:: *Sec team*: Officers Jandril, Jorah, Yand, Wetten, Thensbane, Arnesen, and Webber. You'rrre up forrr away team duty. Lewis, you need some field hourrrs, so you'rrre coming to. ::Looks to Bailey:: TO: And you too, Bailey.

Host CMO_Sovok says:
::Nods:: CEO: Ahh.. ::Watches the data stream in::

Host CO_Marek says:
Admiral: We considered that we are dealing with highly risky mission, in deep space, with unpredictable circumstances, Sir.  That is why we think that an Intrepid class ship would better suit our purposes, Sir.

Host SM_Darlene says:
<Lewis> ::Stands from his chair:: CTO: Aye, Commander.  ::Grabs his tactical bag, always at the ready and moves out from behind the security counter::

Host CO_Marek says:
Admiral: Despite the fact that the San Carlo is a Defiant class, basically a tactical ship, the Seahawk is by far better fitted for this kind of mission.

Host Admiral_Mitchell says:
::Raises an eyebrow:: CO: I see....::Taps her console and brings up her schedule.  After a few moments in silence she looks up at the CO:: How long do you estimate you will require use of the Seahawk, Captain?  ::Looks at her schedule as she waits for Marek to answer::

CEO_Masters says:
CMO: Doc, something weird here.

Host CMO_Sovok says:
::Looks over:: CEO: Yes?

CEO_Masters says:
CMO: These coordinates put the origin either close to this station or several light-years away.

Host CO_Marek says:
Admiral: Then again, I cannot estimate with accuracy a certain amount of time but our best calculations has estimated it as a four-week mission.

Host CMO_Sovok says:
::Looks confused:: CEO: How so?

Host Admiral_Mitchell says:
::Looks at her schedule again:: CO: Four weeks....four weeks....let me see here....::Runs her finger over the terminal screen::

CEO_Masters says:
CMO: The first part of these coordinates pinpoint the origin here... ::Points at the star map:: but the rest puts it here... ::Points to a point light-years away from the station::  Of course, the former would be if they can be confirmed.

Host Admiral_Mitchell says:
::Looks at the CO:: CO: Well, I suppose....yes, I can accommodate your request.  I will have my XO vacate his quarters...you may use his quarters for the duration of your mission.  Commander Spicer will have to make due with regular staff quarters.  ::Stands:: However, I warn you now...my ship better come back in the same condition it leaves here.

Host CO_Marek says:
Admiral: ::Raises an eyebrow:: I assume you do not consider that I am out of line by making this request.

Host CMO_Sovok says:
CEO: Well... they're obviously not right here... I guess we'll just have to wait for the rest of the coordinates..

Host Admiral_Mitchell says:
CO: No, I do not consider your request unreasonable considering the mission objectives.

CEO_Masters says:
CMO: Of course.  ::Continues extracting the data::

Host CO_Marek says:
Admiral: I really appreciate your cooperation on this Admiral.  I knew I could count with you.

Host Admiral_Mitchell says:
CO: Well, do not make it a habit, Captain.  The next time I may not be as accommodating.  ::Stands::

Host CO_Marek says:
::Stands up:: Admiral: I will not take more of your time, Admiral. Let me thank you again and do not worry, the Seahawk will return intact.  Just a scratch or two... ::Raises an eyebrow:: I could never make a decent joke. Too much time with humans, I guess. ::Blushes::

Host CMO_Sovok says:
::Stands and looks around Ops, walking over to the science station::

Host Admiral_Mitchell says:
::Taps the control panel and opens up the private COM to Lieutenant Sherman:: *Sherman*: Have Commander Hiromoto vacate his quarters on the Seahawk then have him report to my office.  Captain Marek and his crew will be taking the ship on a mission.

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Walks into the turbolift:: *Jandril, Jorah, Yand, Wetten, Thensbane, Arnesen, Webber, Lewis*: Meet in conferrrence rrroom 3, in 10 minutes.

Host SM_Darlene says:
<Sherman> *Admiral*: Right away, Sir.

Host Admiral_Mitchell says:
::Nods to the CO as he exits her office then shakes her head as she sits back down::

Host CMO_Sovok says:
CEO: Chief, do our sensors scan constantly for tachyon emissions?

Host CO_Marek says:
::Exits Admiral's room, nods to Lieutenant Sherman and heads to the turbolift::

Host TO_Bailey says:
::Stands next to the CTO in the turbolift::

Host CO_Marek says:
::Enters the turbolift:: TL: Main OPS. *XO*: Mr. Spicer. We have been granted permission to take the Seahawk in our mission. See that the preparations are made. I will be in Ops in a minute.

CEO_Masters says:
CMO: They can be set to do so, yes.

Host CMO_Sovok says:
CEO: But do they, normally?

Host SM_Darlene says:
<Lewis and the rest of the security team> *CTO*: Aye, Commander.  On our way.  ::Scrambles to the turbolift::

XO_Spicer says:
*CO*: Aye, Sir. Good job Sir.

Host CO_Marek says:
::Arrives at Main OPS and walks straight to his RR:: XO: Mr. Spicer, can we talk for a minute?

XO_Spicer says:
*CTO*: Bao, we will be using the USS Seahawk. Have your team make ready for departure.

Host SM_Darlene says:
<Lewis and the rest of the security team> ::Enters the turbolift:: <Lewis> TL: Conference room three.

CEO_Masters says:
CMO: Not all the time.  When down for calibration, they don't.

XO_Spicer says:
::Stands:: CO: Yes Sir.

XO_Spicer says:
::Follows the CO to his Ready Room::

Host CMO_Sovok says:
::Looks at the console and begins to poke around, trying to remember how to manually scan::

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Exits the turbolift and walks to Conference Room 3::

Host CO_Marek says:
::After the RR doors are closed:: XO: Mr. Spicer, what about the cover history, have you worked on one?

Host CMO_Sovok says:
::Listens to the console beep in protest and swears at it::

Host CO_Marek says:
::Grabs some PADDs and puts them aside:: Self:: ::Mutters:: These can wait for now...

XO_Spicer says:
CO: Yes Sir. Bao..... er... Commander Rr'Vellan and I have worked out a cover story. The cover story is that she is creating a Delta Force from her security team. This will be an elite group that will be tasked to handle terrorist threats. After what happened to the station over the last few months, it will be very believable.

CEO_Masters says:
::Resets the scanners to scan for tachyon signatures for the CMO::

XO_Spicer says:
CO: In addition, the Delta Force will be taken to a deserted M-class planet for training exercises. The Doctor will be there for obvious reasons. The Counselor for testing stress of the team members. The CEO to aide the CTO in creating and conducting the exercises.

Host TO_Bailey says:
::Follows the CTO to conference room three::

Host CMO_Sovok says:
CEO: Thanks. ::Begins his scan of the area, initially turning up nothing. Sets it to continue to scan every five minutes just to make sure::

XO_Spicer says:
CO: You and I will be there for the first few days to observe. The CTO to conduct the scenarios and training exercises.

Host SM_Darlene says:
<Lewis and the rest of the security team> ::Exits the turbolift and walks to the conference room, looking like a cadet review as they march down the corridor::

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Takes a seat in the conference room and reads over her PADD quickly::

Host CO_Marek says:
XO: Excellent.  Any progress with the transmitter?

XO_Spicer says:
CO: The Doctor and the Chief should be finishing up any moment now.

Host TO_Bailey says:
::Sits down at the conference table and watches as the rest of the security team enter.  Smiles and growls at Lewis, his best buddy, as they all gather around the table and take their seats::

Host CO_Marek says:
XO: Great. We will departure as soon as they finish.

XO_Spicer says:
CO: Yes Sir. Sir?

CEO_Masters says:
CMO: Doc, are you looking about 1 million kilometers from here?

Host CO_Marek says:
XO: Mr Spicer?

Host CMO_Sovok says:
CEO: I've got the scan set to 750,000. Why?

Host TO_Bailey says:
::Clears his throat and looks at the CTO:: CTO: Commander, we are all assembled as ordered.

XO_Spicer says:
CO: How did you manage to get the Admiral to agree to lend us her ship? ::Grins and winks::

Host CO_Marek says:
XO: I will keep that for me... Captain's prerogative, Number one...

CEO_Masters says:
CMO: That's what this thing is saying that source is.  Doesn't quite give an exact location.  Try a 1 million km radius.

Host CMO_Sovok says:
CEO: Pfff… that couldn't possibly be true. ::Resets the scan::

XO_Spicer says:
::Wide grin:: CO: Yes Sir. ::Turns and leaves the Ready Room::

Host CO_Marek says:
XO: Wait, Mr. Spicer.  To be honest, I just asked her.

Host CO_Marek says:
XO: I have one last thing to discuss.

Host CMO_Sovok says:
ACTION: The scan returns outstanding results as a tachyon emission from something MUCH larger than a Klingon Bird of Prey is discovered no more than 1 million kilometers off the station.

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
Team: Alrrright, we'rrre going afterrr a Vulcan defectorrr disguised as a Klingon on a Klingon ship. Obviously we have ourrr worrrk cut out forrr us. But we get to use the Seahawk. ::Passes out PADDs::

XO_Spicer says:
::Stops and turns to the CO:: CO: Sir, I am sorry. I didn't mean to imply anything.

Host TO_Bailey says:
::Takes the PADDs and keeps one, passing the rest to Lewis::

Host CMO_Sovok says:
Computer, Red alert!

CEO_Masters says:
CMO: ::Looks at a sensor panel:: What in the name of Sto'Vo'Kor?  Did you see that?

Host CO_Marek says:
XO: I see, Mr. Spicer.

Host CMO_Sovok says:
CEO: I don't care what it is, it's cloaked, and it's huge.

Host TO_Bailey says:
::Glances around to see everyone has received their PADD::

XO_Spicer says:
::Nods to the CO and leaves the Ready Room::

Host CO_Marek says:
XO: Now, considering the selected personnel for the mission... ::Hears the Red Alert and runs out of his Ready Room::

Host CMO_Sovok says:
CEO: Put the area in question on the viewer and hail them.

CEO_Masters says:
CMO: Aye, Doc.  ::Puts the area on viewer and hails::

Host CMO_Sovok says:
CO: Sir, an interesting turn of events.

Host CO_Marek says:
All in Operations: Report!

Host SM_Darlene says:
ACTION: Everyone at the conference table drops their PADDs and bolts from their seats as the Red Alert sounds::

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Jogs into Main Ops::

Host CO_Marek says:
CMO: Explain it, Doctor.

Host CMO_Sovok says:
CO: A massive tachyon emission has been detected from the location that the transmitter has relayed to us... which happens to be... right outside our doorstep.

Host SM_Darlene says:
ACTION: The security teams immediately rush out of the conference room and run to their posts.  Bailey lumbers along at a quickened pace, following the CTO.

Host ASM_Gary says:
ACTION: The grouping of Klingon ships de-cloak 1 million kilometers off the bow, many of them are battle torn, but there are six in total. All Bird of Preys, and all heavily modified.

Host CO_Marek says:
CMO: What? Determine its exact position.

Host CMO_Sovok says:
CO: We already have, ::Points to the viewer as they de-cloak::

Host CO_Marek says:
XO: Raised shields.

Host CO_Marek says:
OPS: Hail the ships.

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Reaches the tactical station and taps on her console, swearing under her breath in Chinese.:: CO: Snuck up on us I think.

Host TO_Bailey says:
::Takes his station at tactical two and brings up the short range sensor display::

CEO_Masters says:
CO/XO/CMO: I read six Bird of Preys, modified but battle-worn.

XO_Spicer says:
CO: Aye, Sir.

Host CMO_Sovok says:
@<Jor'hjh>: COM Kootenai: This is Captain Jor'hjh of the Klingon Bird of Prey R'ler. I believe you have something we need.

Host CO_Marek says:
CMO/XO: Can we somehow identify them?

XO_Spicer says:
CO: Yes Sir. ::Nods to the view screen as Jor'hjh appears::

Host TO_Bailey says:
::Hears the COM from the Bird of Prey and raises a furry eyebrow::

Host CO_Marek says:
COM Bird of Prey: Jorhjh, this Captain Marek, Kootenai Station CO. ::Tries to look confused:: Something you need?

XO_Spicer says:
CO: They are out of phaser range but well within torpedo range Sir.

Host CO_Marek says:
::Raises an eyebrow::

Host TO_Bailey says:
::Thinks: We don't have to go looking for them...they came looking for us...or at least the Doc::

Host CMO_Sovok says:
@<Jor'hjh>: COM Kootenai: Don't play stupid Captain, we need that transmitter. And we're willing to take it by force if we have to.

Host CO_Marek says:
::Signals the XO to have them ready... the old trigger happy in Marek will never die::

CEO_Masters says:
::Whispers:: CMO: They must know we have it.

XO_Spicer says:
::Nods to the CTO:: CTO: Make it so.

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Smirks:: XO: Alrrready done.

Host ASM_Gary says:
ACTION: The Man calling himself Jor'Hjh is no longer cosmetically altered to look like a Klingon. He is definitely Vulcan.

Host CO_Marek says:
COM: Bird of Prey: A transmitter?

Host CMO_Sovok says:
::Sits down on the chair, looking at the man's familiar eyes.. the man who saved his life::

Host TO_Bailey says:
::Looks at the view screen and sees a Vulcan, not a Klingon as expected::

CEO_Masters says:
CMO: Is that our guy?  He thinks he's Klingon rather than Vulcan.

Host ASM_Gary says:
@<Jor'hjh>: COM Kootenai: Yes!... Ahh... Sovok... ::Looks at the Doctor:: I remember when I saved your life... how foolish of me, look at the trouble it's causing me.

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Growls at the Vulcan::

Host CMO_Sovok says:
CEO: Yeah... that's him... ::Stands and stares at the view screen:: COM Bird of Prey: Anything you do to this station will be viewed as an act of war against the Federation.

Host TO_Bailey says:
::Tries desperately to hold back the gas that is building up in his stomach from the lunch he had earlier in the day::

Host CO_Marek says:
COM: Bird of Prey: ::Raises an eyebrow: I will ask you to watch you language. ::Continues to bit the bushes::

Host ASM_Gary says:
@<Jor'hjh>: COM Kootenai: I'm sorry, Captain, I don't believe I've said anything inappropriate... ::Glances around the bridge of his ship, as if signaling something::

Host ASM_Gary says:
ACTION: The Disrupter cannons aboard the Klingon ships begin to glow a greenish red, and many other aftermarket weapons also power themselves up.

CEO_Masters says:
CO: Captain!  He's about ready to attack.

Host TO_Bailey says:
::Despite his efforts to hold back the gas, one little silent one sneaks out.  Waves his paw casually behind him, hoping no one will notice::

Host CO_Marek says:
COM Bird of Prey: I order you to disarm yourself immediately!

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Braces for impact::

Host CO_Marek says:
CTO: Ready to fire.

Host ASM_Gary says:
@<Jor'hjh>: COM: Kootenai: CO: But if you'd excuse me... I've got to take that from you one way or another... and I'm really not a talkative man.  ::Nods to a man sitting beside him and the COM closes::

Host ASM_Gary says:
ACTION: All six of the Bird of Preys fire upon Kootenai station, nearly quartering their shields in one volley.

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
CO: Rrready, Sirrr.

CEO_Masters says:
::Smells the flatulence::

Host CMO_Sovok says:
::Braces against a console::

Host CO_Marek says:
CTO: Photon Torpedoes! Fire!

CEO_Masters says:
::Works on reinforcing the shields::

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Fires the Photon torpedoes at the lead Klingon ship::

Host TO_Bailey says:
::Rocks from the impact of the modified weapons on the station's shields.  More gas leaks out as he is jolted::

Host ASM_Gary says:
ACTION: The Bird of Preys go into an evasive pattern, trying to outmaneuver the torpedoes, some impact and notable shield damage is done to the lead Bird of Prey, the majority, however, fly off into space. The Klingons seem to have some sort of tracking jammer.

Host CO_Marek says:
CEO: Keep those shields up, Masters!

CEO_Masters says:
CO: Yes, Sir!

Host CO_Marek says:
CTO: Firing pattern 6, now!

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Taps on her console:: CO: Firrring now, Sirrr.

Host CO_Marek says:
::Wishes to be aboard the San Carlo right now::

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Blinks quickly:: TO: Bailey, what do they feed you? My eyes arrre burrrning.

Host ASM_Gary says:
ACTION: Four of the Bird of Preys cloak and disappear from sensor entirely, the other two go into what looks like a well practiced tactical maneuver, the lead Bird of Preys shields having been reduced to 42%

Host TO_Bailey says:
CO: They have some kind of tracking jamming device and our torpedoes are unable to track their targets with any accuracy.

 Host CO_Marek says:
CTO: Continue the fire!

Host CO_Marek says:
TO: Suggestions!

CEO_Masters says:
::Still smelling Bailey's odor::  TO: You know, if we could just beam you aboard one of those vessels.

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
CO: Yes, Sirrrr. ::Hits the big red "fire" button::

Host ASM_Gary says:
ACTION: Three torpedoes happen to find their target and one of the Bird of Preys becomes disabled and begins to drift off into space, the other uncloaked Bird of Prey comes about for a second volley

Host TO_Bailey says:
::Surprised as the CO is asking HIM for suggestions:: CO: Uhh...uhh... ::Looks at the CTO::

Host CO_Marek says:
TO: If we survive this attack I will make you change your diet, I promise it!

XO_Spicer says:
CO: Recommend we use a star formation torpedo spread centered on the last known locations. That should definitely shake them up.

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
TO: He's asking you, not me, Bailey.

CEO_Masters says:
::Continues rerouting power to the shields::

Host TO_Bailey says:
::Scrunches his head down from embarrassment:: CO: Sorry, Sir.  ::Looks back at the tactical screen::

  Host CO_Marek says:
XO: Well thought.  CTO: Proceed as XO indicated now!

Host ASM_Gary says:
ACTION: As the last uncloaked Bird of Prey begins to fire it's second volley.  The other four de-cloaked extremely close to the station and fire as well, brining the station's shields down to 25%.

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Glances at Rick and initiates the firing pattern::

CEO_Masters says:
CO: Sir, they're firing in tight.  Shields down to 25 percent!

Host CO_Marek says:
CEO: reroute all available power to shields!

CEO_Masters says:
CO: Already doing that, Sir.

Host CO_Marek says:
CTO: Report!

Host CO_Marek says:
::Links his console with tactical and engineering::

XO_Spicer says:
CTO: Engage all short range targets with phasers.

Host TO_Bailey says:
::Brings the phasers to the ready::

Host CO_Marek says:
CTO: Fire pattern Omega 1. Concentrate the fire on their engines!

Host TO_Bailey says:
CTO: Phasers ready, Commander!

Host ASM_Gary says:
ACTION: The Bird of Preys come in for a third volley, lowering the station's shields and doing minor damage to the hull. A transporter is immediately engaged on the transmitter and the five working Bird of Preys beam as many people off of the derelict Bird of Prey as possible. They then warp out of the system at maximum warp, leaving the Derelict and some crew behind.

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